Just then,
Zhao Defu spoke up.
.
"I should go back," Zhao Defu said, feeling a pang of sadness. "If I stay here any longer, I'll probably die of bitterness."
"Little Defu is jealous!"
Zhao Xuehui couldn't help but tease him, "Why don't you go back and write a poem, and let me see it tomorrow? If it's good, I'll give you a kiss too?"
Zhao Defu couldn't help but blush deeply.
"I, you, this..."
"Alright, stop joking with Defu," Zhao Nianmeng said reproachfully from the side. "Anyway, there's still a spare guest room at home, and it's getting late. Why don't you sleep at our house, Defu? That way, you won't have to make a round trip."
The eldest sister made the decision.
Jiang Sheng had no objections.
Before going to bed, Zhao Defu called his uncle Zhou Yongming, told him he wouldn't be going home that night, and then knocked on Jiang Sheng's door.
Who is it?
Jiang Sheng had just changed into his shorts and was getting ready for bed when he heard someone knocking on the door. He went to open it.
"It's you?" Jiang Sheng was a little disappointed to see Zhao Defu at the door. "I thought it would be my second sister or my eldest sister!"
“You’re a beast,” Zhao Defu really wanted to pinch Jiang Sheng: “Let me tell you, living with two beautiful older sisters every day is already a great happiness, okay?”
"Alright, stop talking to me about this," Jiang Sheng waved his hand, gesturing for Zhao Defu to come in. "Come on in, what do you want to see me about?"
Zhao Defu scratched his head, chuckled, and went inside.
However, after entering the room, he seemed hesitant to speak, stammering for a long time without uttering a single word.
"Alright, stop looking constipated," Jiang Sheng said, seeing Zhao Defu's expression and knowing him well, he guessed that the other man must have some unspeakable trouble. "We've known each other for so many years, don't I know you? Tell me, what's the matter?"
Zhao Defu scratched his head sheepishly, "Well, it's not that I'm bad at telling you, Brother Sheng, it's just that I feel it wouldn't be right if I didn't help, but if I do, I'm afraid I'll put you in a difficult position..."
“I already told you, just say what’s on your mind,” Jiang Sheng rolled his eyes, then patted Zhao Defu on the shoulder. “We’ve been brothers for so many years, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to call us blood brothers. Just say what you want to say, stop beating around the bush!”
Looking at Jiang Sheng treating him as usual, although his words were somewhat unpleasant, they were full of righteousness.
Zhao Defu felt a warmth in his heart and then spoke all his words in one breath.
"It's like this, do you remember Xinghua Town next to our village?"
"I remember, it's only half an hour away from our village. It's a bit richer than our village. Why?" Jiang Sheng nodded and asked curiously.
"Yeah, I have a buddy of mine named Sun Daqiang. I don't know if you remember him, Brother Sheng."
“Sun Daqiang…”
Jiang Sheng thought about it seriously for a moment, then suddenly slapped his forehead and remembered.
“I remember now, this guy was a gambling addict in Xinghua Town. He would always drink when he lost. We went to the same elementary school. I remember he dropped out before finishing elementary school. He was a notorious hoodlum in the area. What happened? Did he bully you?”
"No, no!"
Zhao Defu quickly shook his head: "Well, I received a letter from him yesterday."
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