Yang Feng wanted to laugh, but he held it back, fearing that his father would rush down and slap him on the back of the head again.
He is not smart enough to begin with, and if he is slapped a few more times he will become a fool. He still has to find a wife.
"Xiaoli! Mo Zhiqing is very good!" Yang Dashan patted Yan Mingli's shoulder with satisfaction.
"Uncle Yang, I know." Yan Mingli happily moved the flashlight upwards, and the foot of Yang Dashan was instantly brighter.
Suddenly, he missed his little girl! Yan Mingli was filled with urgency, wanting to find her as soon as possible, finish work and go home as soon as possible, and see the little girl as soon as possible.
He didn't have time to light a pinch of dried wormwood for her before leaving, and he didn't know whether those annoying mountain mosquitoes had bitten the little girl's head.
If the fair and tender little girl were bitten by red mosquito bites, she would probably cry because of the itchiness.
He had to go home quickly and apply some mint juice to her.
The tenderness in Yan Mingli's eyes was like a loud slap in the face to Nie Xiaofeng, and in an instant his teeth were almost broken by him.
"Yan Mingli..." Nie Xiaofeng's angry voice was gnashing his teeth, but was choked back by Yan Mingli's cold glance.
"Nie Xiaofeng, I still remember what happened a few years ago." He looked at him coldly, with a chill in his eyes.
Want to take his life while the chaos is going on? Unfortunately, he is lucky and the King of Hell doesn't dare to take him, so he is still alive and well.
"That's my wife." Nie Xiaofeng's eyes were full of anger and he growled with gritted teeth.
In fact, it’s not true that he likes Mo Yutong so much that he can only love her.
After all, a young man who has been courted by many girls all year round would mostly disdain the kind of girls who need him to lower himself and rush to court them.
Perhaps it was because he had just seen her for the first time last night, and her stunning appearance had given rise to such a strong desire to conquer her that he lost his mind and embarrassed himself in front of all the other members.
The high-spirited approach he had made this morning had made him so angry and embarrassed that he even had some cruel thoughts.
When he saw Yan Mingli that night, his anger naturally turned into a rage that he had to get what he wanted.
Why would an educated youth who ignored me fall in love with a person from the fifth category?
If it was because he was so bad, he would have accepted it, but that was not the case.
He thinks he is better than Yan Mingli in everything, whether it is background, education, figure or appearance.
In what ways was he inferior to Yan Mingli, and in what ways was he not praised by the aunties and ladies in the commune?
But the educated youth from Beijing were so blind that they actually thought that a person belonging to the fifth category was better than themselves.
Not only do they live under the same roof, but they are also so lowly as to beg for mercy.
Thinking of the words he heard when he rode his bicycle back to the village in the afternoon, he wanted to rush into Yan's house, confront Mo Yutong, let him take a good look at him, and then suddenly realize that he was only obsessed with him.
As for myself, how could I possibly want her? I must have gotten tired of her and kicked her away.
Of course, if she could be of great use, he could reluctantly forgive her stupidity and give her the right to like him!
"I'm giving you face!" Yan Mingli's suddenly raised voice not only frightened Nie Xiaofeng, but also frightened Yang Dashan and his son who were walking in front, and several people behind him.
I have only heard of the emancipated serfs singing, but I have never heard of the five categories of elements exploiting the poor and lower-middle peasants.
But if Mo Yutong was here, she would probably shout with shining eyes: Brother Li, you are so handsome!
"You..." It had been a long time since Nie Xiaofeng had been confronted so directly by someone he looked down upon. The young man's anger instantly rose uncontrollably.
"Ouch..." Before Yang Feng could put his raised foot down, a nimble figure with a sour and sweaty smell suddenly rushed in front of Nie Xiaofeng.
"What are you doing! What are you doing! Can't you just say it nicely?" Er Laizi stood in front of Yan Mingli and looked at Nie Xiaofeng coldly.
Although he also didn't like Nie Xiaofeng's arrogant attitude like a fighting cock, the situation was stronger than the person.
After all, his father is in charge of a hundred people in their team. If Yan Mingli really confronts him, wouldn't he be waiting to be picked on by others?
Yang Dashan and Yang Chuan, who were originally preparing to walk back, stopped at the same time when they saw someone stand up.
Zhao Jun, who was standing downhill, held the ramie stalks tightly, looking for a favorable position, thinking about how to help Yan Mingli as quietly as possible.
Before coming, his wife praised Mo Zhiqing a lot in front of him and showed him the candy that Erni had placed under her pillow.
Whether it was for those candies or for the friendship between Erni and the girl from the Yan family.
Perhaps because of Mo Zhiqing's powerful background that made people look up to him, he couldn't let Nie Xiaofeng bully others by taking advantage of his power.
"Get out of my way." A street urchin dared to stand together with the five categories of elements and even wanted to confront him. Nie Xiaofeng felt that the Nie family's authority in the production team was challenged.
He was burning with rage, as if a wild beast was violently racing inside him, and his eyeballs were about to be burned red.
"Oh! You are so shameless!" Er Laizi, an orphan who only needs one person to feed his family, is afraid of Nie Xiaofeng, who wears shoes, even though he has bare feet.
If he really wants to act tough and act like a scoundrel, he would admit that he is second to none in the entire commune, and no one dares to claim to be first.
Sometimes even his father Nie Hongshan had to give him some ground, let alone this idiot who hadn't even grown all his hair yet.
"You..." Nie Xiaofeng really couldn't do anything to him for the time being. His methods could be used against honest people, but they were not enough to deal with someone like Er Laizi.
"..." This was clearly a matter between him and Nie Xiaofeng, how did it turn into a quarrel between Er Laizi and Nie Xiaofeng?
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