Chapter 10
Wen Yue followed Zhou Yao out of the Wen family in a daze. After being silent for more than ten seconds, she became excited, her eyes sparkling: "Did we really get the land and the money? Are they really willing to return it? Will they cheat us?"
You have to know that she was prepared to be rejected when she came here. After all, in her impression, her aunt-in-law was a particularly difficult and stingy person.
Zhou Yao glanced at her and raised his eyebrows: "They don't dare."
Wen Yue's eyes were full of admiration: "Zhou Yao, you are so amazing!"
"Not bad." Zhou Yao felt her admiring gaze, and he straightened his back subconsciously, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and looked calm and indifferent. "What's the big deal? If you encounter such a thing in the future, just tell me."
Wen Yue's eyes curved into crescent shapes and she nodded quickly in response.
After they both left the Wen family's yard, they could still hear the quarrel between Li Huahong and Wen Guoqiang. She turned her head and saw through the open gate that a girl in a blue square-necked dress came out of the room next to the main room.
Maybe he was woken up by the noise and came out to see what happened.
She had her hair loose, and wore a long dress that was neat and proper. She walked neither fast nor slow, which was totally out of place in the countryside. This should be the original owner's cousin, Wen Xiaoyu. As expected of a high school student of this era, her temperament was different from anyone else's, and she exuded a confident aura.
As if she had noticed something, she turned her head and looked outside the courtyard. She was a little far away, so Wen Yue couldn't see the expression on her face. She retracted her curious gaze and turned her head to continue talking to Zhou Yao.
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In the main hall of the Wen family, Li Huahong cried out in a loud voice: "Wen Guoqiang, that's one thousand yuan, one thousand yuan! You just gave it away like that!!"
"Don't I feel bad?" Wen Guoqiang growled, his temple veins bulging, his eyeballs bloodshot, pointing at Li Huahong and cursing, "I've told you a long time ago not to bother Wen Yue for no reason. She's just a girl, she's going to get married sooner or later. Why are you always arguing with her?"
"If you had been nicer to her, wouldn't this have happened? Now you've lost both your money and your land. Are you satisfied? I must have been unlucky to marry a woman like you!"
Li Huahong was unhappy: "Who am I doing this for? I am doing this for my family! You blame me now, but you didn't even try to stop me at first! If they want it, just give it to them. Why are you so generous!?"
Wen Guoqiang was so angry that he laughed. His eyes were extremely cold. "Don't you know who Zhou Yao is? If you don't give him money, he will turn around and find trouble with Huazi. Do you believe it? Do you think he is a good person who can refuse to give money just like that?"
Li Huahong was stumped by the question and couldn't speak for a long time with her neck stiff.
But she just felt bad! How many years would it take them to save up one thousand yuan?
"If it were me, Xiaoyu should have been allowed to marry him. It was you who was always standing in the way, you spendthrift woman!" Wen Guoqiang felt more and more regretful the more he spoke. He regretted it to bits.
Wen Xiaoyu heard this as soon as she reached the door. She was stunned for a moment, looking at the mess on the floor of the main room and asked in confusion, "Mom and Dad, what happened?"
"My dear, you don't know..." Li Huahong told her what had just happened, gritting her teeth and saying, "Wen Yue, that damned girl, has grown so powerful after getting married that she even dared to bring Zhou Yao here to ask for things!"
"Damn you, that's a thousand bucks! If I'd known that—"
Wen Xiaoyu knew what Li Huahong wanted to say.
She pursed her lips and said nothing, but the tall and handsome figure of Zhou Yao appeared in her mind, and she felt inexplicably uncomfortable in her heart.
Wen Xiaoyu actually liked Zhou Yao's appearance. Unruly sisters, handsome features, strong body... The only thing missing was his family background. If he was a city dweller, when Li Huahong came to ask her if she was willing to marry him, she would definitely answer yes without hesitation.
Unfortunately he is not.
Wen Xiaoyu's ideal is to marry a man with a city hukou, so as to get rid of her rural identity and cross the class barrier, rather than marrying a man who is destined to stay in the countryside.
Thinking of this, Wen Xiaoyu's eyes became firm, she suppressed her regret, and gently comforted her parents who were in a regretful and angry mood: "Mom and Dad, don't be angry, I will return it to you, and I will definitely find a rich and powerful husband in the future."
"Don't even mention one thousand. Two or three thousand will do." She said with great confidence. "Zhou Yao is a country boy. This is the only amount of money he can afford in his lifetime. When I find a girl in the city, I'll have everything I want. Think long-term and don't get angry over this little money."
She spoke softly and slowly, and soothed the emotions of Wen Guoqiang and Li Huahong very well.
Li Huahong said in a sharp voice: "Xiaoyu is right. How can Zhou Yao compare with the city guys? Our Xiaoyu is a high school student. Maybe she can go to college and become a college student. What kind of man can't she find? A man like Zhou Yao, who has such a bad temper and likes to hit people, is not even worthy of carrying shoes for our Xiaoyu!"
Wen Guoqiang thought about it carefully and realized that this was indeed the truth. He felt a little better. He took a deep breath and walked out: "I've given it all. It's useless to say anything now. I'm going to work in the fields. You guys hurry up and clean up the house."
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"Zhou Yao, I do have one more thing I want to trouble you with." Wen Yue blinked and smiled innocently.
Zhou Yao glanced at her, thinking that this guy was really going to take advantage of her, and hummed lazily, "What's the matter?"
"It's that piece of land. Can you help me ask if anyone wants to buy it? I plan to sell the land." Wen Yue said in a cheerful tone.
Although she had the original owner's memories, she was still not familiar with the villagers and was embarrassed to ask.
Zhou Yao: "Selling land?"
"Yeah, I don't know how to farm, and I want to go back to school." Wen Yue nodded, frowning and complaining softly, "Before my grandmother passed away, my aunt promised me that as long as I was willing to go to school, she would always support me. But less than a month after my grandmother passed away, she forced me to drop out of school and go home to work."
Zhou Yao smiled slightly: "Isn't it okay if you don't agree?"
Wen Yue recalled Li Huahong's expression at that time, which seemed like she wanted to eat someone. She shuddered in broad daylight and shook her head, saying, "I dare not."
The original owner didn’t dare to do that, and if it were her, she probably wouldn’t dare to do that either.
"What are you afraid of?" Zhou Yao raised his eyes and squinted at her, and said with a hint of regret that they could not make each other stronger. "Thin-skinned people are afraid of shameless people, shameless people are afraid of tyranny, and tyranny is afraid of reckless people. As long as you are more shameless and tyrannical than her, she will be afraid of you instead."
Wen Yue thought thoughtfully: "So you are shameless, rude, and don't care about your life?"
Zhou Yao stopped walking upon hearing that, turned around and faced Wen Yue, staring at her closely with his narrow, upturned eyes. His dark, sharp eyes carried a hint of inexplicable meaning.
Wen Yue felt a little nervous when being looked at. She unconsciously clenched the corners of her clothes and kneaded them, wondering if he would be angry.
"Then why aren't you afraid of me, but your aunt? Am I not more ferocious than her?" Zhou Yao was not angry.
Seeing that his expression was normal, Wen Yue breathed a sigh of relief and answered honestly in a low voice: "You won't hit me, but my aunt will hit others. I can't beat her because I'm not as strong as her."
Li Huahong is a woman who is used to doing farm work, so she is naturally much stronger than Wen Yue, a malnourished little kid.
Zhou Yao said disdainfully: "...You are such a loser."
"Okay, I'll ask for you."
Wen Yue's eyes sparkled and she smiled brightly: "Thank you~"
Zhou Yao took out the one thousand yuan betrothal gift returned by Wen Guoqiang and handed it to Wen Yue. His tan fingers were clearly articulated and very slender, which was simply a blessing for those who were obsessed with hands.
Wen Yue looked at it with admiration for several times, and after a moment, Cai responded: "...Give it to me?"
"My father prepared this for my wife. You are my wife, so of course I give it to you." Zhou Yao said this with a very calm expression, as if he was talking about a trivial matter. However, Wen Yue vaguely felt that he was in a bad mood.
She hesitated and said, "No, it's too much."
One thousand yuan is a huge sum of money in this era.
Wen Yue had seen this when she was browsing her phone. It said that a hundred yuan could last for two or three months if one was frugal. The workers in the factory only earned a few dozen yuan a month.
How could she accept such a huge sum of money?
Zhou Yao had a blank expression on his face: "Don't want it? Then I'll throw it away."
He raised his hand as if to throw the money into the nearby ditch.
"Eh?!" Wen Yue's eyes widened, and before her brain could react, she grabbed Zhou Yao's wrist.
His wrist was relatively thick and his skin was warm. Her fingertips pressed against the raised veins on the back of his hand, which felt unexpectedly soft and elastic.
Wen Yue felt that this man should have even his veins hard on.
She complained in her heart and said through gritted teeth: "Is it not okay if I want it?"
What's going on? Who would do this?
If you don't want the money, just throw it away. Even rich people wouldn't do such a thing. This man's thinking is really different from others. He must have a serious disease.
Wen Yue climbed onto Zhou Yao's arm, took the wad of money from his hand and stuffed it into his trouser pocket.
It's a pretty thick stack of money, and its presence in the trouser pocket is very noticeable, mainly because the trouser fabric is relatively thin, so it's a bit uncomfortable on the legs.
Keep the money first, and give it to Zhou Yao later when he needs it.
Wen Yue thought so in her heart, raised her eyes, and found that she was so close to Zhou Yao's face.
The pair of narrow, upturned dark eyes were close at hand, with a faint light flashing in the bottom of the eyes, making the handsome features appear more profound and three-dimensional.
Zhou Yao raised his eyebrows: "You've got the money but you still don't want to go down, do you want me to carry you home?"
Wen Yue: “…”
Wen Yue just realized that in order to stop Zhou Yao from throwing money, she had hung herself on his arm. She could feel that his arms were strong and powerful, and it seemed extremely easy for him to hang a person on them.
She let go of his hand in panic and took two big steps back. Two blushes appeared on her fair face. She quickly responded, "No, I can walk by myself."
The look on his face seemed like he was disgusted.
Zhou Yao felt unhappy for no reason. He clicked his tongue twice, said nothing else, lifted his long legs and continued walking forward.
Wen Yue also fell silent and followed Zhou Yao with a red face.
She raised her hand to touch her red and hot cheeks, took two deep breaths, and all kinds of messy thoughts flashed through her confused mind.
Zhou Yao's arms are very strong and the muscles are tight. When he was cleaning the house the day before yesterday, I saw that he had chest muscles. He should also have abdominal muscles. I don't know how many.
Eight? Or six?
The waist-to-shoulder ratio is also amazing, with broad shoulders and narrow waist. It is said that this is called a dog waist?
Wen Yue thought back to some of the comments about sisters not wearing pants that she had seen in the comment section when she was scrolling through short videos, and her face, which had finally cooled down, began to heat up again.
Zhou Yao looked back inadvertently and saw his wife's face getting redder and redder. He frowned and asked, "Why is your face so red? Do you have a fever?"
"No." Wen Yue quickly packed up the yellow waste in her mind and threw it out, covering her face and said in a muffled voice: "The sun is strong, it's because of me."
Zhou Yao raised his eyes and looked at the warm sunlight above his head.
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