Chapter 83 Rivals Meet, Eyes Filled with Hatred
Cheng Ying led Long Buxi into the courtyard, where five small wooden tables were set up. The middle-aged woman's husband and two children warmly invited them to sit down.
After they sat down on the left side where they could see the view of the dock, the man asked them if they wanted to drink alcohol, saying that they had homemade white liquor that they could sell by the ounce.
Cheng Ying ordered two ounces of wine, and she and Long Buxi each drank one ounce.
One liang is a small cup of wine. It tastes a bit spicy, but the aftertaste is unforgettable.
There were other customers eating in the courtyard, who looked like neighbors, as well as a couple carrying baskets who had just taken the boat with them.
They ate and chatted, occasionally glancing at Cheng Ying and Long Buxi with curiosity, because Long Buxi's Miao costume was too eye-catching.
Cheng Ying ignored their gazes, sat down with Long Buxi, and chatted idly.
The food she ordered was quickly grilled: two grilled potatoes, one grilled eggplant, a dozen or so skewers of grilled zucchini, grilled corn, grilled mushrooms and other vegetables, a dozen or so skewers of grilled rabbit meat, a grilled chicken, and several skewers of grilled pig liver, grilled intestines and other offal.
The roast chicken was a bit small, weighing less than two pounds, because it was a wild pheasant, so it wasn't very big, but that didn't affect the taste.
Each skewer is quite large, sizzling and dripping with oil, seasoned with simple condiments such as salt, MSG, Sichuan peppercorn powder, and chili powder, without any other seasonings. Even so, it still smells delicious.
A skewer of grilled meat costs one cent, and a skewer of vegetables costs five cents. This large portion of grilled vegetables, plus two cups of liquor and a whole grilled chicken, costs no more than five yuan in total. No need to pay for vegetables or meat, which is quite a bargain.
Cheng Ying kept putting the skewers of grilled meat onto the small plate in front of Long Buxi. "Eat up, this is called barbecue. It's meat grilled over charcoal, similar to the wild boar meat you grilled in the cave. Both are delicious. Give it a try."
Long Buxi hummed in agreement, picked up a skewer of roasted rabbit meat, and, under Cheng Ying's expectant gaze, elegantly ate the piece of roasted meat.
"How does it taste?" Cheng Ying asked.
"Not bad." Long Buxi put down the bamboo skewer. "It's a little worse than mine."
Cheng Ying was eating a skewer of grilled pig intestines when she heard this and chuckled, "Yeah, it's a little worse than yours."
She thought he was calm and collected, without any competitive or jealous feelings, but it turns out he also makes comparisons in such trivial matters.
Seeing her smile, Long Buxi smiled too, peeled the hot, roasted potatoes for her, and put them on her plate. "Did you bring me to the dock just to take me out for barbecue?"
"Yes." Cheng Ying took a bite of the roasted potato, savoring its soft and sweet flavor. She squinted her eyes happily and mumbled, "I suggested taking you to a restaurant, but you're shy and don't want to go to crowded places, so I didn't want to force you. But since you've come all this way to town, you should at least try some of our Han Chinese food and experience our Han culture. How's it going? Are you enjoying the food?"
Long Buxi smiled and said, "It's a habit. Your Han Chinese cuisine is actually quite similar to our Miao cuisine."
“That’s right. We are of the same lineage but different ethnicities, both Chinese children, and from the same region, so our eating habits shouldn’t be too different.” Cheng Ying raised her baijiu glass and clinked it against the glass in front of him. “Come on, cheers, try our Han Chinese liquor.”
Long Buxi raised her glass, imitated her, touched her glass to hers, and drank the wine.
The liquor burned my throat when I drank it, but after I finished, my throat and body felt like they were on fire, and my whole body warmed up.
After drinking it, Cheng Ying felt a little dizzy. She thought to herself that the liquor looked like it had little alcohol content, but it was surprisingly strong. She was a good drinker, but even she couldn't handle this level of alcohol, which showed how potent the liquor was.
Whether it was because Long Buxi had a high alcohol tolerance or because he didn't show it on his face, he didn't feel any discomfort after drinking a glass of wine.
After the two finished eating the kebabs, they took a boat back to town. He helped Cheng Ying, who was swaying slightly, back to their doorstep.
As soon as the two reached the back gate, they heard a gloomy shout: "Cheng Ying!"
Cheng Ying looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wei Muchen, who was wearing a military uniform.
Wei Muchen's hair was messy, his military uniform was wrinkled, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked travel-worn, haggard, and disheveled.
I haven't seen him for more than two months, and he seems to have lost a lot of weight.
Cheng Ying frowned. "Why are you here again?"
Wei Muchen's gaze lingered on her flushed face from drinking, then he looked at her leaning against a tall, handsome man in Miao clothing. He frowned and said, "I told you I would come back to you. Who is this man? How could you be pulling and tugging at him in public like that? What kind of behavior is this! Let go of him right now!"
"Who I'm entangled with is none of your business, right? Don't forget, we've already broken up. I can be with whoever I want now, and it's none of your business!"
Cheng Ying deliberately reached out and hugged Long Buxi's slender waist, pressing her head against Long Buxi's chest, looking gentle and tender. "This is the man I told you about, my childhood sweetheart, my future husband."
She smiled at Wei Muchen and said, "You've come at the right time. Tomorrow is my engagement banquet with him, and you can come to our engagement banquet. However, I don't want you to go. After all, with your spoiled young master temper, who knows what you might do."
Wei Muchen's pupils contracted, anger surging within him. "Cheng Ying, you actually dare to be with another man? Aren't you afraid...?"
"What are you afraid of?" Cheng Ying's face turned cold as she looked at him coldly. "You want to use your family's background and connections to deal with my family and force me to submit to you?"
Wei Muchen's thoughts were exposed, and his face darkened. His gaze lingered between her and Long Buxi, and his eyes flashed with cold light as he said, "You think that just because you found a Miao person to rely on, I will let you off the hook? I heard that your father is partially paralyzed in bed, and your mother is taking care of him. And your sister is about to take the college entrance examination, is that right? Tell me, if your sister gets into university but can't go to university, won't she blame you?"
Cheng Ying turned her head sharply, her whole body radiating murderous intent. "Wei Muchen, I advise you to think carefully about what the consequences will be if you dare to use any means against my sister."
"Your reaction really makes me uncomfortable." Wei Muchen's eyes were cold. "You're just a country bumpkin. It's as easy for me to crush you and your family as it is for me to crush an ant."
It's your good fortune that I chose you. I can't understand why you left me. Wouldn't it have been better to marry me?
"Marry me, and you'll enjoy endless wealth and luxury, the best food and clothes, and the life of a pampered rich wife. Isn't this the life you country folk dream of? Why are you putting yourself and your family through all this trouble?"
Cheng Ying was furious and couldn't help but curse, "Stop with your hypocritical face! Who do you think you are? You were just born into a big family in the capital and have had a few good days, so you think you're something special and look down on country folk. You act superior in everything you do and talk, like an idiot! Everything you eat, wear, and use is grown and made by country folk. If you're so capable, why don't you eat, drink, wear clothes, or ride in a carriage?"
As you said, I am a country person and you are a city person. Why are you so persistent in bothering me, a country person?
Are you sick?!
Do you even realize how disgusting you are? I feel nauseous just looking at you! I wish I could kill you to vent my anger, so I wouldn't have to hate you anymore!
Upon hearing these words, Wei Muchen looked at her in disbelief.
The disdain and contempt in her eyes were exactly the same as the expression and gaze she had when he imprisoned her in the basement in his previous life.
It turns out that, regardless of past or present lives, Cheng Ying had already abandoned him. She despised and hated him so much that the murderous intent in her eyes was genuine. She wanted to leave him and wanted him dead!
Blood rushed to his brain, making Wei Muchen's head throb and ache. His chest felt like it was being pounded with a stick, the pain suffocating him. Yet, he stubbornly ignored the pain and went to pull Cheng Ying away.
"I'll say it again: I haven't agreed to break up. You're my partner, you're mine. I don't care if you're some childhood sweetheart. You're coming back to the capital with me. If you don't want anything to happen to your family, you'd better come with me obediently."
Long Buxi, who hadn't spoken until now, gently pushed Cheng Ying away, raised her slender arm, and punched Wei Muchen hard in the face, saying coldly, "My fiancée, do you even deserve to be her boyfriend?"
Wei Muchen didn't hesitate to take the punch, but after realizing what was happening, he clenched his fist and punched back, saying, "You country bumpkin think you can compete with me for a woman? You don't even know your own worth!"
Long Buxi gracefully dodged his hand, her eyes flashing with murderous intent. "I won't fight you; I'll only kill you."
Cheng Ying was startled and looked at Long Buxi. He had a cold face, full of murderous intent, his pupils were blood red, his muscles were tense, and his eyes were full of excited killing intent, like a demon from hell, which made people feel scared just by looking at him.
Cheng Ying had never seen Long Buxi look so strange before, and quickly said, "Long Buxi, that's enough. Spare his life. Don't kill him, or it will cause unnecessary trouble."
Long Buxi turned her head to look at her, her face cold. "What, are you afraid I'll kill him, or are you afraid I'll hit him and you'll feel bad?"
Cheng Ying laughed angrily, "What are you talking about! If it weren't for his family's powerful background, and if murder weren't a crime punishable by death, I would have stabbed him to death myself long ago. Why would you need to fight him here?"
Long Buxi laughed, "That's enough."
Wei Muchen felt his heart bleed as he listened, gritting his teeth as he said, "Cheng Ying, so you hate me this much? You don't mean...?"
I also had a dream from my past life, just like him, as if I lived a lifetime in a dream, which is why I suddenly broke up with him and suddenly hated him so much!
Thinking about it this way, all of Cheng Ying's unusual behavior can be explained.
But before he could ask the next question, Long Buxi's long leg kicked out, forcing him to brace himself and deal with the sudden appearance of his rival.
The two immediately started fighting, and the fight raged fiercely at the back gate of Cheng Ying's house.
Cheng Ying was afraid that Long Buxi would suffer a loss, so she stood by and watched the two fight anxiously, planning to intervene when Long Buxi was no match for Wei Muchen.
Wei Mucheng is a soldier. Even if he is a spoiled brat, he has received all the training and missions he is required to take in the military. His skills are considered quite good among the soldiers in the army.
Although Long Buxi had Gu worms around her, she clearly had no intention of using them. Instead, she intended to use her fists to subdue Wei Muchen, who had been bullying her all along.
He was just an ordinary Miao person who had not received any systematic combat training. How could he possibly defeat Wei Muchen, who had received training?
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