Clearly, he knew that Chiang Baohe must have been seriously injured last night, and the reason for the injury was rather strange; otherwise, the Old Chiang Family wouldn’t have all gone into town.
Yet he didn’t have the slightest intention to show concern or ask about it.
Even, he secretly hoped they wouldn’t come back just yet, wait until the courtyard wall was finished, to avoid another commotion.
If Ho Laidi were to come back at this moment, there really could be a big scene. The wall had just been erected, the cement hadn’t yet dried, and he firmly believed that Ho Laidi was completely capable of taking a hoe to tear the wall down.
Then their efforts would have been in vain.
Moreover, it would cause complete chaos, with bricks falling down—who knew if someone might get hit?
The thought alone sent a shiver down Chiang Songhai’s spine.
Therefore, subconsciously, he hoped they would come back tomorrow. The wall would have set overnight and any commotion they might want to cause would be futile.
"Old bro, you should’ve done this earlier," said Shi Zhuang honestly to Chiang Songhai during a break to catch their breath.
Uncle Yang also nodded, "That’s right, it’s uncomfortable to handle things poorly. Far stinks and near fragrances, maybe you’re just too close to each other."
Chiang Xiao heard these words and could only offer a bitter smile.
This wasn’t an issue of distance, but that they had the misfortune of dealing with an extraordinary and bizarre family like the Old Chiang Family.
So even though she planned to live in the village only a few more months at most, she had decided to build the courtyard wall—it was a knot in her heart.
As twilight darkened the sky, their work was nearing its end.
And the food in the kitchen was ready.
This time, Chiang Xiao had cooked a huge pot of white rice, intending to give them all a solid meal.
But she just felt that the meat and vegetables were too scant, for all these rugged men who had been hard at work all afternoon, two pounds of wild boar meat probably wouldn’t be enough.
She stood up, walked out, and wanted to see how the courtyard wall was looking; that’s when she noticed a man riding a bicycle toward her.
The man had long arms and legs, even his posture riding the bike was somehow strikingly attractive.
Behind him, a few teenage girls watched from a distance, and near Ding Daqiang’s home, Niu Guiying stood with several daughters, craning their necks to look this way.
Chiang Xiao’s heart skipped a beat.
What did this tyrant want?
Zhao Xin’s visit had already brought her such trouble, now that this guy had arrived, could he possibly stir up even bigger issues?
Didn’t the scene of his arrival already draw so much attention?
This man was truly a luminary, cycling through the dusty and impoverished village streets, he managed to turn the scene into something out of a movie, where all the light gathered on him, making one overlook everything else.
Meng Xinian had been given directions by Zhao Xin, and Zhao Xin had also told him, "Captain, after you enter the village, you’ll see a small grocery store; you won’t need to ask for directions there. Also, the old man at that grocery store is no good, he’s even reading some shameless books. I didn’t have time to tell my sister-in-law, remember to tell her to stay away from that old guy!"
He roughly knew where to go, just not sure which house it was exactly.
At that moment, he saw Chiang Xiao come out.
His heart stirred uncontrollably, and he couldn’t help but show off a bit by ringing his bike’s bell.
The sound of the bell rang out, accompanied by his attractive, glowing eyes.
Chiang Xiao pressed her lips together tightly.
What business did a man with a childhood betrothal have here?