Aunt Hu Xinghua grabbed Su Chen's hand as she spoke.
"Aunt Hu, what are you doing?" Su Chen was shocked.
Aunt Hu Xinghua looked around, then glared at Su Chen angrily and said, "I know the secret codes you city folks use."
Su Chen was completely baffled.
So, when Aunt Hu Xinghua invited me for dumplings, she wasn't actually talking about real dumplings?
Aunt Hu Xinghua, you're really keeping up with the times.
Su Chen fled in panic.
"Hey, you little rascal, you run pretty fast. I just wanted to see if Zhao Di was lying to me about you being so frail!" Aunt Hu Xinghua muttered under her breath as she saw Su Chen running faster than a rabbit.
Su Chen, of course, heard Aunt Hu Xinghua cursing.
He suddenly understood.
No wonder every girl in the village looked at him as if they wanted to devour him; it was because...
Wait, does the entire village know about this?
Su Chen never knew that Zhuang Clan people were naturally unrestrained, and it was common for women to discuss such matters among themselves.
Regarding the one hour matter.
It wasn't Zhao Di's intention to tell.
But today, she along with Aunt Hu Xinghua and several other village women went to the river to wash clothes.
The women started talking about it again.
Each bragging about how impressive their own men were.
Aunt Hu Xinghua got upset and said, "Don't brag. There's no man in this village who could last more than twenty minutes. Name one, and I won't call myself Hu Xinghua anymore."
Hu Xinghua wasn't actually named Hu Xinghua; that was the Han name her Han husband had given her.
She felt quite proud to have stepped out of the mountains originally.
But after her husband died in a car accident, without leaving any children, she returned to the mountains.
"There is one." None of the women could speak up, but then Zhao Di chimed in.
"Who?" All the women looked at Zhao Di at once.
Zhao Di knew she had misspoken and quickly shut her mouth.
Unfortunately, she couldn't resist the relentless coaxing of the seasoned women.
She eventually spoke up.
"Su Chen said he could..."
"Really, I just heard it," Zhao Di said blushing.
To mention anyone else, these old ladies wouldn't believe it.
But mentioning Su Chen.
They somewhat believed it.
After all, Su Chen was a man capable of killing a bear.
Su Chen was on the verge of tears.
This would be the end of him if the female boss found out.
Fortunately, Lin Xi was busy learning dyeing techniques and paid no attention to other matters.
Although the Big Landlord was reluctant to teach her, he generously let her observe the dyeing process.
Whether she could learn it depended on her perceptiveness.
Su Chen secretly heaved a sigh of relief.
He was just about to go tease Aduo, when suddenly a burst of crying reached his ears.
It sounded like Zhao Di.
Zhao Di's home was not far from the Big Landlord's house.
Su Chen, with his exceptional hearing, naturally heard it.
He immediately went over.
He saw, at that moment, Zhao Di's home surrounded by people.
A middle-aged Zhuang Clan man, only about one and a half meters tall, stood in front of Zhao Di, slapping her.
Since Zhao Di was tall, he had to jump each time to slap her.
A woman cried and tried to pull the man away, yet she dared not.
Su Chen's expression immediately darkened.
He walked over, grabbed the short middle-aged man, and said with a frown, "Why are you hitting her?"
The man, only about one and a half meters tall, dangled in the air when Su Chen grabbed him, flailing helplessly, which looked rather comical.
"You, you..." Just as the man was about to curse loudly, he noticed it was Su Chen and immediately swallowed his spit, saying, "I'm disciplining my daughter, what's it to you!"
Su Chen was startled and quickly put the middle-aged man down.
He had not realized this short middle-aged man was Zhao Di's father.
It was worth noting that the middle-aged man was only one and a half meters tall, while Zhao Di was a full one seventy-five.
Could it be a genetic mutation?
"Zhao Di, look at how old you are. At your age, it's disgraceful not to be married; you're not ashamed, but I am!" the middle-aged man continued scolding.
Since the man was Zhao Di's father, Su Chen naturally had no right to intervene.
Zhao Di said nothing, only covering her face and crying.
"Cry, cry, cry, you still have the face to cry. You think you're too good to marry my son? Although he's not tall, he's a good-looking man and a famous Divine Archer; weren't you looking for a man skilled in archery?"
Su Chen was taken aback.
What in the world was this about?
"This is Zhao Di's stepfather; Zhao Di's father was killed by wolves while hunting in the mountains..."
A Zhuang Clan woman whispered nearby.
Su Chen finally understood.
So, it was Zhao Di's stepfather. He thought how could a one and a half meters tall man father such a tall daughter?
"Zhao Di sister, I've always liked you. You're getting old; it's time to find a man to protect you. I know you like powerful men, so I left the mountains and took on a famous teacher. Now I can kill tigers and leopards with my bare hands, and my archery is the best in the world!" At that moment, a man's voice rang out.
Su Chen looked over and his face involuntarily twitched.
There stood a little dwarf, about one and a half meters or shorter.
Not to mention his height, and his... looks.
Saying 'sorry' to the audience is a compliment to him.
His legs appeared slightly bowed.
His small eyes were sneakily peering at Zhao Di.
Stepson marrying a stepdaughter and stepdaughter marrying a stepson is quite common in many divorced families.
It's called making sure wealth stays within the family, and adding kinship on top of kinship.
Husband and wife are children, parents are also husband and wife.
Initially, it is meant to be a good thing.
But, this Zhao Di's stepfather's son…
He's barely one and a half meters tall, this isn't just short; it's practically dwarfism!
Keep in mind, Zhao Di is one seventy-five, and with high heels on, she's towering.
Even without high heels, the little dwarf's head would barely surpass Zhao Di's legs...
Although nowadays people fancy the cutest height differences, it should be the man taller than the woman, right?
And to call that good-looking?
It's more like a wild boar's face!
Zhao Di marrying her stepfather's son is absolutely a waste of beauty, like flowers stuck on cow dung.
However, in Zhuang Clan households, parents have the right to arrange marriages!