Fu Huaijin's mysterious self-confidence and train of thought are simply incomprehensible to ordinary people.
He grew up in a wealthy family, was handsome, and was always surrounded by girls who courted him.
Maybe it was innate. He knew how to coax girls from a young age without any instruction. He could coax two or three girls at a time and even let them play together.
If it weren't for the incident at home, he would still be that gentle and elegant young man, the dream marriage partner of many women.
It’s not like now, where we eat coarse grains and wild vegetables, and the work we do is heavy and tiring.
Those ugly, yellow-skinned, vulgar-speaking country girls, who are used to being poor, want to be his partner just by giving him an egg today and a handkerchief tomorrow.
It's simply a pipe dream.
Fu Huaijin should be thankful that Xiangyang Village is peaceful, that there is no village chief who uses his power to bully others, and that there is no blind village chief's daughter who is interested in him and tries to force him into a relationship.
Not long after I walked out, I met Song Lan.
"Brother Huaijin!" Song Lan called out to him.
"Lanlan, why haven't you come to see me for so long?" Fu Huaijin looked around and didn't see anyone else.
In order to avoid being seen by the educated youth at the educated youth point, the two walked towards the river.
"Lanlan, are you feeling better? I haven't seen you for a few days. You've lost weight."
Fu Huaijin looked at her worriedly, his gaze lingering on a certain spot for several seconds.
"I'm fine, Brother Huaijin, I missed you." Song Lan said ambiguously.
The two looked at each other, ambiguous and lingering, and everything was said without words.
A gust of wind blew by, and both of them shivered.
Okay, it’s not hot anymore.
"Brother Huaijin, let's go back. You're wearing too little. Don't get sick from the cold."
Song Lan saw that Fu Huaijin was dressed lightly and his clothes were a bit old, and he was not worthy of the man she loved at all.
It seems I need to buy him two sets of clothes.
"Lanlan, I want to stay with you for a while longer. Your hands are cold and I want to warm them for you." As he said that, he pulled Song Lan's hand and placed it on his chest.
Cover it with your hands, rub it and blow hot air on it.
This must have made Song Lan so warm that she was confused.
Song Lan wore light clothes to look good, and Fu Huaijin's hands were not much colder.
Buy him clothes! Buy him thick clothes!
I have lost weight, so I need to buy more food to replenish my body.
"Brother Huaijin, you've lost weight too. How about we go into the city tomorrow and give you some good nourishment at the state-owned restaurant?"
Song Lan said with great joy.
"Okay, Lanlan, let's go together tomorrow. You also need to replenish your energy."
Fu Huaijin agreed gently and then changed the subject.
"It's just that the road to the county town is too far, and it's hard for you to follow me."
"When my parents send me some money, I'll save it and buy a bicycle. Then I'll take you with me when I go to the city, so you don't have to walk such a long way."
Song Lan was so touched, woooo, Brother Huaijin really loves me.
A bicycle? Worst case scenario, I could just sell some extra supplies and buy one.
Song Lan was calculating how much it would cost to buy a bicycle.
Fu Huaijin saw this and the smile on his face deepened, knowing that the bicycle was probably not far away.
A scheming gigolo meets a love-brained woman who is too easily moved.
The two are a perfect match.
Locked!
Fu Huaijin felt a little regretful that it was impossible to do anything bad outside in this freezing cold wind.
Song Lan didn't know that Fu Huaijin's head was full of pornographic garbage, so she happily sent him back to the educated youth point, and then left reluctantly.
After walking a long way, she turned around and found Fu Huaijin standing at the door looking at her.
Song Lan felt sweet in her heart. In order to have a happy life with Fu Huaijin in the future, she must earn a lot of money.
I will buy whatever Fu Huaijin wants.
Fu Huaijin has Song Lan under his control.
After living a new life, he still has a confused love-brain when he returns.
Unlike Song Lan who was preparing to start making efforts in the black market, Xu Zhiyi was more cautious.
The small business run by several people is relatively stable at the moment.
"I thought you'd forgotten you had a master. What did you say before? You said you'd study hard, but you've been gone all day. Now that you've learned just a little bit, you think you can heal illnesses?"
Chu Jueming spoke eloquently and sarcastically.
Xu Zhiyi pouted helplessly and obediently accepted the complaints, no, care, from his master.
Miao Feng was sewing clothes nearby with a smile on her face.
"Old man, I haven't been here for just three days, not three years." Xu Zhiyi said helplessly.
"I can complete all the tasks you assign. You can't bully the young."
Xu Zhiyi arrogantly bickered with Chu Jueming.
"You actually called me old! I...I want to restore my master's prestige today."
If Chu Jueming had a beard, it would probably stand up in anger.
"Master's wife, please take care of Master. He is causing trouble for me again." Xu Zhiyi ran to Miao Feng and acted like a little girl.
After Miao Feng finished sewing the last stitch, she bit off the thread when she got a knot.
"Don't be afraid, Zhiyi. If he hits you today, I won't cook lunch."
Miao Feng said with a smile, a hint of teasing, happy to cooperate with Xu Zhiyi.
Chu Jueming was so upset when he heard what was happening outside the door that he even learned to ask for help.
You really think I can't do anything to you, right? Humph.
Xu Zhiyi was still pretending to be scared.
"Alright, alright, your master won't hit you. He's been hanging around outside all day, with his stick right at the door. If he wanted to come in and hit you, he would have done it long ago."
Miao Feng gently tapped Xu Zhiyi's forehead with her finger.
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