Wu Gousheng knew he wasn't a good person, but he kept his word, which was a must.
Although he was a little unhappy, he still obediently picked up the buckets and walked outside.
Once they were out of sight, Wang asked, "Qiqi, he has a bad reputation in the village. He even hit someone before. If you treat him like this, he might seek revenge in the future."
"Mother, don't worry, he won't!" Wan Qiqi was certain that Wu Gousheng was the kind of person who bullied the weak and feared the strong, and dared not say much to those who were more powerful than herself.
If he really wanted to resist, he would have done so the moment she first spoke; why wait until later?
Judging from his attitude towards Erpang, one can understand that this person is not bad at heart, but he lacks good teachers and friends to guide him onto the right path.
If Wu Gousheng can be convinced and stop causing trouble for the villagers, it would be a good thing.
Chen Yongliang returned on his mule and was stunned by the sight before him!
He only went out for a day, and his house not only had more bamboo shoots, but also so many sour fruits.
Wan Qiqi looked up at him and said, "You unload the things first. After the jujubes are steamed, you'll need to do some physical work."
Chen Yongliang was stunned for a while before responding, unloading the things from the mule's back and walking towards the main room.
Upon entering the main room, he was stunned once again.
Lin Dazhuang had thought there were only bamboo shoots outside, but there were even more inside, and he was squatting there tidying them up little by little.
“Dazhuang, this is…” Even though Chen Yongliang was eloquent, he couldn’t understand his sister-in-law’s thoughts for a moment.
When Lin Dazhuang saw him, he grinned and said, "These are the bamboo shoots that my sister-in-law bought. She said they'll all be dried tomorrow."
All of it is in the sun?
It looks like it weighs at least 100 or 200 pounds.
Chen Yongliang put down his things and walked out, asking, "Sister-in-law, what do you need so many bamboo shoots for?"
As soon as he finished asking the question, he met Wu Gousheng's eyes in front of the kitchen, and all that remained in his eyes was fear.
"Wu Gousheng, what are you doing in my house?"
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