Chapter 105 Car
hunt?
"Aunt, hunting is not allowed in Hong Kong. I bought this outfit at the mall."
"This supply and marketing cooperative in Hong Kong is really different. It looks really fashionable."
Ye Lin helped Zhao Zhaodi up, and Ah Hui unfailingly picked up two clean stools and placed them in front of the young master.
Zhao Jinguo, who was pinned to the ground by Director Jia, saw that his sister ignored him and left with Ye Lin in a daze. He kicked his legs anxiously.
"Sister!! I'm still here!"
Zhao Zhaodi was chatting with her new nephew when she was called. Then she remembered that the eldest child of the Zhao family had not yet woken up.
He quickly ran back to try to pull his brother out, slapping his legs as he ran, "Oh my goodness, how could I have forgotten you?"
Before Zhao Zhaodi came over,
With a "bang", Director Jia was thrown aside by Ah Hui.
After being suppressed for a long time, Zhao Jinguo finally got a chance to breathe and felt that he had finally saved his life. He clasped his fists towards Ah Hui and said, "Thank you, brother."
Ah Hui nodded at him and stood behind the young master.
Zhao Zhaodi patted the dirt off her brother's body, but the dirt was mixed with the braised pork soup, and the more she patted, the dirtier it got.
"Forget it, I'll wash it for you when we get home, so Xiangying won't scold you."
"Come, let me show you my nephew."
Zhao Jinguo was pulled by his sister to a young man who exuded a Westernized air. The young man took the initiative to stand up and extended his hand to greet him, "Hello, cousin, my name is Ye Lin."
"Good, what a clever kid, just like someone from my Zhao family." Zhao Jinguo mumbled without thinking.
Zhao Zhaodi secretly pinched her waist and said, "What does it have to do with you? The person is like the old Ye family."
"It's okay, Auntie. We're all family, so we always look alike."
Upon hearing this, Zhao Zhaodi liked Ye Lin even more. Look at what he said, how nice it sounded, he didn't sound like someone from the Ye family at all.
Those with the surname Ye only know how to make her angry.
Director Jia, who was helped up from the corner by several people wearing red armbands, has lost his temper now. He can't afford to offend any one or two people.
One can only hope that, seeing how badly he was beaten by these two sisters today, this Hong Kong capitalist will not cause him any more trouble.
"My feet! They hurt so much, ouch."
Director Jia was half sincere and half fake. He hugged his feet and cried out in pain, and occasionally glanced at Ye Lin.
Director Jia would not be in this position for many days. Ye Lin was too lazy to talk to such a person and had no intention of going over to say hello to him.
He nonchalantly said to the man with the red armband next to him, "I'll take the person away, you can do whatever you want."
The man with the red armband opened his mouth several times, not knowing what to say. Shouldn’t you tell Director Jia about this?
By the time the red armband came to his senses, the family had already walked out of the cafeteria in a lively atmosphere.
The red armband had no choice but to slowly move to Director Jia's side and said timidly, "Director, Mr. Ye just said that he took the person away. We can do whatever we want."
"Nonsense! Can't I see? Do you need me to tell you? Get out!"
“Ahhhhh!!!”
Director Jia was so angry that his toes accidentally hit the corner of the table. His fingers were connected to his heart, and in an instant, cold sweat broke out from the top of his head.
The toes that were not broken by Zhao Zhaodi were really broken this time.
"director!"
"What's wrong with the director?"
The cafeteria fell into chaos again.
"Lin, your aunt has been thinking about you for a long time. I'll make you some steamed white flour buns when we get home."
"Aunt, please stop working. I'll just eat something while I'm here. You can go back and take a good rest for a few days."
"Okay, I'll listen to you. My whole family feels sorry for me."
Zhao Zhaodi now likes Ye Lin no matter how she looks at him.
In the entire Ye family, only her eldest nephew loves her. Why isn't this child hers?
Her son Ye Yang has forgotten his mother since he got married. The well-behaved and sensible Ye Lin made her feel like a loving mother again.
Zhao Jinguo and Ye Sanxing, who were walking behind, followed behind with confused expressions.
Ye Sanxing secretly poked Zhao Jinguo,
"Hey brother, your sister is taking the wrong medicine, right? She's still steaming white flour buns. When Yang got married, she was reluctant to steam white flour for the young couple."
Zhao Jinguo was immersed in the pain of losing the most beloved person in his sister's heart. Since this nephew appeared, his sister had forgotten him twice in such a short period of time!
I replied casually
"It's just a white flour bun, just eat it."
Ye Sanxing silently took two steps away from the guy who exuded resentment and looked him over. "Are you two stupid living in the Revolutionary Committee? Why do you keep talking about eating white flour? Are you crazy?"
Ye Sanxing had just finished speaking when Zhao Zhaodi, who had just arrived at the gate, saw a small black car parked outside.
No, this isn't a car. Why is it so long? It's like a shoulder pole at home.
Zhao Zhaodi was afraid that she would not be able to pay for the damage to the car, so she grabbed Ye Lin and pulled him to the side of the road.
"How come you're running so fast? This car looks so old and expensive. We can't afford the damage."
Seeing Ye Lin wanted to talk, Zhao Zhaodi thought to herself, why is this kid still so ruthless? He has to get on that car.
"Come on, Auntie will take you for a ride on the tractor. If we get blackmailed after we touch that tractor, we'll have to pay for all our work points next year. It might just be a trap set by Baldy Jia."
To cut the Gordian knot, Zhao Zhaodi didn't let Ye Lin speak and dragged him to the intersection to catch a tractor back to Xiahe Village.
Seeing that Zhao Zhaodi kept talking and was about to reach the alley entrance if she didn't stop, Ye Lin had no choice but to interrupt Zhao Zhaodi's muttering loudly.
"That car of my aunt's is mine! It's mine! It's not someone else's car."
Zhao Zhaodi firmly believed in her own reasoning and refused to accept external information.
"If it's not yours, you can't touch it. If you touch it,
Zhao Zhaodi suddenly slammed on the brakes. What had she just heard? Whose car was that?
Her neck seemed to be rusty, and she turned her head slowly, her eyes widening as she asked in disbelief, "Whose car do you say is that?"
"My car, pulled from Hong Kong, can we go back to the car first, aunt?"
Seeing that Zhao Zhaodi didn't say anything, Ye Lin simply imitated her and pulled her towards the car.
Zhao Zhaodi walked lightly these few steps. She knew that the second brother's family was rich in Hong Kong. They probably lived a good life, eating white flour every day, drinking malted milk every meal, and having big white meat every seven or eight days.
Why didn’t anyone tell her that the second brother’s family was rich enough to drive a car!!!
No, when the red armband came in just now, I think she said someone was coming to pick her up in a car. Oh my god! It’s true!
When she saw the big guy next to her nephew open the car door and motion for them to get in, Zhao Zhaodi was completely convinced that this car really belonged to Mr. Ye!
His legs went weak and he fell to the ground. Ye Lin didn't expect that he was about to get on the bus, so what happened to his aunt?
"Aunt, please get up. What's wrong with you?"
He hurriedly half-knelt beside Zhao Zhaodi, wanting to see where she was feeling unwell. Before he could open his mouth, Zhao Zhaodi almost yelled at him and sent him away.
"Oh my god! My god!!"
Zhao Zhaodi began to cry and scream on the ground, closing her eyes tightly and refusing to listen to anyone, crying and holding her head in her hands.
"What's wrong with this, Aunt? How about we go ride a tractor?" Ye Lin really couldn't think of what was wrong that could make Zhao Zhaodi cry like this.
Is the tractor really that good?
Or maybe his great aunt likes convertibles? But he didn't bring a convertible.
When she heard the word "tractor", Zhao Zhaodi shook her head, but she was too excited to say a word and just kept shaking her head.
She's not stupid. Who would ride a tractor when they have a car? She's stupid!
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