After parting with Song Ruan at the state-owned pharmacy, Yang Bin rode his bike to the third brother's house.
Lao San's house was a courtyard-style house. When he arrived, the gate to the yard was not closed. He parked his bicycle in the yard, called out "Laosan", and then walked inside.
Just then, the third brother's father came out and said, "Yang Bin is here, A Wei is inside, you can go in."
He forced a smile at Yang Bin, then hurried out.
Yang Bin frowned.
Ever since he and the third brother met, his father had already been the mayor. He always looked calm and composed, rarely like today.
"Brother Bin, why are you here?" The third brother heard the voice and came out.
"I came to see you." Yang Bin walked into the house and thought for a moment before speaking, "Your father just left in a hurry. Did something happen?"
The third brother and Yang Bin walked into the house together: "It's still the same old problems."
Yang Bin turned around and asked, "Is it related to the incident on our farm?"
"No, don't worry, Brother Bin. It's been like this all these years, but the old man's position is still secure. He's just the mayor of a small town, so he won't be affected." The third brother said in his usual relaxed tone.
However, the worry between his brows still lingers.
Seeing his attitude of being able to handle things on his own, Yang Bin didn't indulge him. "Why are you talking to me in polite words?"
Yang Bin's voice was not loud, but his deep tone and the rising ending tone were full of threat, causing the third brother to shrink his neck out of habit.
The third brother had no choice but to tell the whole story honestly.
It might be related to what happened on the farm last time. He offended some people, and as a result, people kept harping on this matter and insisted on involving his father.
Moreover, the action above is very different from usual ones. It is very large and has a sense of danger for everyone.
After the third brother talked about these things, he felt a lot more relaxed and his mood improved.
"Brother Bin, what kind of tea do you want to drink? I'll make some."
"All is fine." Yang Bin responded while leaning back in his chair and thinking about a solution.
"Then let's drink rock tea today. I got a new type of rock tea, and it tastes great."
The third brother took out a bag of tea from the drawer, shook it at Yang Bin, and then went into the kitchen to make tea.
At this moment, Xiangdong came in.
As soon as he came in, he sat down opposite Yang Bin without hesitation, and said with a gentle smile: "City B sent a telegram asking me to return quickly. Don't you think it's strange?"
As he spoke, he kept observing Yang Bin's reaction.
Yang Bin pulled his thoughts back and faced his scrutinizing gaze calmly.
"I sent the telegram. Didn't you fall off the mountain? I have to tell my uncle, right?"
"Heh." Xiangdong's smile turned cold, "You really are my good brother. Why do you not want to see me?"
"Good brother?" Yang Bin looked at him. These three words passed through his tongue, and there was a hint of mockery for no reason.
"Brother Dong? You're here too?" The third brother brought a pot of tea over. "It's just right. The three of us can get together and chat today."
The third brother vaguely knew that there seemed to be some conflict between the two of them, so he really wanted them to have a good talk and resolve the conflict.
As a man, just talk it out if you have anything to say.
"Third brother, I suddenly want to drink the tea called Wuyi Narcissus from last time, is that ok?"
The third brother who had just made tea: "..."
"Brother Dong, which one do you want to drink?"
Xiangdong smiled slightly: "Yang Bin and I have the same hobby, let's go with Wuyi Narcissus."
The third brother: “…”
Why did he feel that the boss's words began to sound sarcastic?
Okay, the third brother turned around and made tea again.
After the third brother walked away, Yang Bin sat up straight, leaning forward slightly.
He stared at Xiangdong and said, "The farm was reported and it implicated the third brother's father. Do you know about this? Do you think the person who reported it should be put to death?"
When Xiangdong heard that this matter had implicated the third brother's father, he was stunned for a moment, and then his expression remained normal with no emotion visible.
"Oh? So you're saying that you suspect I did it? Do you have any evidence?"
There is no evidence.
The evidence did not point to him, he was just speculating based on Song Ruan's dream.
The three of them have grown up now. They are no longer like they were when they were little, showing their emotions on their faces. It is really hard to tell anything from their expressions.
Yang Bin leaned back in his chair and said, "Among the three of us, the third one has the softest and most sincere heart. You know how much he cares about you. Remember, don't hurt his heart."
Xiangdong's eyelids drooped slightly, and his expression could not be seen. After Yang Bin finished speaking, he raised his head, his expression harmless: "Of course, we are all brothers, don't you know how I treat my brothers?"
Yang Bin didn't like his mask-like smile, so he said something sarcastically.
"You are the ninth adopted son of the Xiang family, and you have eight brothers. I really don't know how you treat your brothers. I just hope that you don't resort to unscrupulous means."
"Any means necessary?" Xiangdong pondered over this word and suddenly laughed happily, "Hahahahaha~"
He laughed so hard that he fell forward and backward. The usual gentle smile on his face disappeared and became a little weird.
The third brother came over with the newly brewed tea, his hands shaking, "You look so happy? What are you two talking about?"
Xiangdong took off his glasses and wiped away the tears from laughing. "Yang Bin said I was unscrupulous."
After saying this, Xiangdong put his glasses back on. He walked over and leaned closer: "You are worried that I will do whatever it takes to deal with Song Ruan, right? What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that she will fall in love with me?"
He spoke to Yang Bin's heart word by word: "You are afraid. You are afraid that Song Ruan will not want you after seeing better people and a wider world, right?"
As he spoke, he moved closer and whispered harmlessly, "If I really did what I could, your beloved girl would have been tied to the bed by me a long time ago, do you know that?"
Before he could finish his words, he was punched on the left cheek with such force that blood came out from the corner of his mouth.
Obviously, Song Ruan is Yang Bin's bottom line, and he has touched Yang Bin's bottom line.
"Hey, no, no, no, what are you doing?" The third brother quickly put down the teapot, rushed forward, and hugged Xiangdong who wanted to fight back.
Xiangdong tried to move forward several times, but he was held tightly. He was so angry that he laughed, "Damn it, he was the one who hit me, why the hell are you holding on to me?"
That seems to be true.
The third brother let him go, ran to hug Yang Bin again, then turned around and shouted to Xiangdong: "Brother Dong, run quickly."
east:"……"
Yang Bin: “…”
"I'll see if there's any way to deal with the third brother's father's problem." Xiangdong spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, left this sentence and walked out.
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