Yu Xia suddenly felt reluctant to part with the ten yuan note, holding it in her hand without handing it over. Seeing Xie Qingci’s "dead-man" look, she hastily withdrew it again.
"That’s not right," she said seriously, "You’re marrying in, so there shouldn’t be a dowry, and these days, there are plenty of people who get married without a dowry."
Wei Yaoyao looked at Xie Qingci’s murderous expression and frowned, "I didn’t expect you, Yu Xia, to take on the evil mother-in-law role."
Evil mother-in-law · Yu Xia: "..."
Isn’t this relationship a bit off?
At this moment, Xie Qingci took a deep breath and suddenly asked Gang Dan, "Gang Dan, how old is your brother?"
Gang Dan turned around and blushed, "Oh, now you’re interested in knowing about my family’s situation~ really~ fine, fine, I’ll tell you. My brother is eighteen. Oh, and you might not know my age, right?"
Xie Qingci: "I can tell, 40."
Gang Dan: "...Nineteen!"
After yelling, she acted all coy again, asking, "Why do you want to know his age?"
"...Here’s the thing," he said, grabbing Yu Xia and bringing her out, "I really don’t deserve you, but if you must get something today, how about letting her meet your brother?"
Yu Xia, caught off guard and drafted into service, couldn’t believe what she’d heard.
"Xie Qingci!" You jerk!
"Don’t move," he said as he leaned in, then said to Gang Dan, "Among ten miles around, Yu Zhiqing is the most beautiful, your brother will definitely like her. You said your brother is outside, right? How about we go find him?"
Oh, this is a change of scenery.
But even if it’s a scene change, you can’t use an ex-girlfriend as a bargaining chip, jerk!
Dajun looked at the situation and naturally kicked off the second part of the plot.
"Gang Dan, if Xie Zhiqing doesn’t want to, we can’t force it. Just let this girl meet your brother, our soft brother is so handsome, it’ll definitely work out."
Gang Dan looked at Xie Qingci with a hint of reluctance, "Well, if it doesn’t work out, Xie Qingci, come back and marry into our family."
"...I will do my best to make this beautiful thing happen."
After drying out their throats with talking, the three of them finally managed to escape Gang Dan’s nose hair assault, fleeing quickly.
Gang Dan clung to the door frame, her farewell words not even out, when the people were nowhere to be seen.
"......Xie Zhiqing must be shy, really~"
Dajun, with a basket on her arm, chased after them, nearly splitting her legs trying to catch up.
They rounded a couple of alleys and reached the grinding stone dam at the village’s entrance.
Yu Xia and the others only stopped when they heard movement here.
There was a large grinding stone on the dam, and next to it was a tree—plastic, with the price tag still not removed.
Under the tree, a few teenaged boys and girls were talking, and a group of children were jumping rope.
This time they didn’t want to be led by NPCs. As soon as they arrived, Wei Yaoyao loudly asked:
"Brothers and sisters! Does anyone have Wi-Fi at home?"
A bunch of people over there looked over.
Wei Yaoyao’s easy familiarity characteristic came into play, walking into the crowd, chatting with them. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on NoveI~Fire.net
"We took a wrong turn and came here to rest. What are you all playing? I heard there’s Wi-Fi in your village, do you know? Has anyone given you any hints?"
He was about to put his arm around a teenaged boy when the boy turned around, causing Wei Yaoyao to freeze and gape.
"This...this must be, be Gang Ruannuan, right?"
The young boy looked puzzled, "How did you know?"
Yu Xia covered her eyes, too embarrassed to watch, and answered on his behalf, "Because of the two-meter family-inherited forked nose hair."
Other NPCs: ...Hold it! Hold it in! We can’t laugh!
Gang Ruannuan, imitating his sister, spread open the nose hair with both hands, revealing a sausage lip with poison, grinning to show blinding porcelain teeth:
"You met my sister, huh? Isn’t she strikingly beautiful?"
"...Indeed! Striking, strikingly beautiful!"
This can’t go on, telling too many lies makes me feel bad.
At this moment, Dajun, who’d caught up breathlessly, shouted, "Ruannuan! Have you seen Yu Zhiqing?! That’s who your sister lined up for you!"
Gang Ruannuan widened his eyes, turned to look at Yu Xia, nose hair swaying.
Feeling alarmed, Yu Xia swiftly denied, "No, no! Dajun loves to joke hahahaha... actually, this is what Dajun said just as an excuse, we’re here to complete a task."
As she said this, her demeanor became solemn, she stepped close and patted his shoulder while gazing toward the sky.
"We’re here to ask for your help, to build our country together, benefiting the people!"
Gang Ruannuan: "You’re patting my bald spot."
"Oh, oops, sorry," she fumbled around, patting again, not daring to look at him too closely.
Then continued quickly:
"So whatever Dajun says later, don’t believe it. It’s all for prosperity! Democracy! Civilization! Harmony! Come, repeat these with me!"
By the time Dajun reached them, Gang Ruannuan was already fired up, impatient to start building the country.
"Ruannuan! That’s who your sister arranged for you..."
"Come with me! I know the answer you’re looking for!"
The eyes of Yu Xia and her companions lit up, and they hurriedly followed.
After only a few steps, Gang Ruannuan stopped among the children jump-roping, waved his hand:
"The answer lies among the people!"
Yu Xia responded with a quick "Got it," eagerly taking out her phone and adeptly connecting to the network.
Then entered the Wi-Fi password — jzqzz...
Tried again — jiu zai qun zhong zhong.
"Wrong! Are you tricking me?!"
Xie Qingci was speechless: "He meant it as a clue, not the actual password."
The three squatted there, looking for clues.
It just so happened that at that moment, the kids began jump-roping again.
Two children held the rope on each side, while three girls in the middle lifted their legs, flicked, and caught the mid-height rope, stepping on it, and sang as they jumped:
"The Malan flower blooms twenty-one, two-eight-two-five-six, two-eight-two-five-seven, two-eight-two-nine-thirty-one!"
Wei Yaoyao exclaimed, "Isn’t that the Wi-Fi name, the blooming Malan flower?!"
Yu Xia took out her phone again, clicked on the "Malan flower blooms twenty-one" Wi-Fi.
Xie Qingci: "Try the numbers first."
She extended her index finger to jab rapidly: "28...28 what was next? Recite it for me."
Xie Qingci, gaze fixed on her pale blue manicured fingers, absentmindedly repeated: "Two-eight-two-five-six, two-eight-two-five-seven, two-eight-two-nine-thirty-one."
"2825628257282931... it doesn’t work."
Wei Yaoyao: "Then try removing the repeat numbers."
She tapped again, but it still wouldn’t work.
"Could there be... a hidden message?"