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Chapter 232: Chapter 234 Sleazy Uncle Guang_1
Dàlín often wandered around the mountains and naturally knew what this thing was.
"I know, these are thorny lotus seeds, the whole plant is covered in thorns; I got pricked by it when I was a kid, it hurt for many days. I still don’t dare to mess with it to this day."
Tie Niu had originally wanted to get some for his wife to cook, but after hearing what Dàlín said, he immediately gave up on the idea.
Without some real skills, one truly wouldn’t dare to provoke the thorny lotus.
When he was a child, he got pricked by one while bathing in the river, and just like Dàlín said, it was an unforgettable experience throughout his life.
Tan Zhenghong said with a smile, "Eat up, I put in quite a bit of effort to bring these back."
"We’ve had enough, we need to save some for your wife and the others."
Tie Niu put down his chopsticks, Zheng Hong’s wife and the others had been busy for half the day and hadn’t even had a bite. 𝙣𝙤𝙫𝒑𝙪𝒃.𝒄𝒐𝙢
"My wife has saved some dishes, you all must finish them, otherwise, she might think that you all are looking down on her cooking skills."
Once the host had spoken, it wasn’t long before the dishes on the table were devoured.
After lunch, the guests dispersed, and Tan Zhenghong squatted next to Qiao Duo’er to wash the dishes together.
"Wife, tomorrow I’m going to the government office with Uncle Tie to take care of some paperwork, and once that’s done, we’ll build a house and move out."
Tan Zhenghong was very excited, soon they would have their own little piece of heaven!
Qiao Duo’er couldn’t help but daydream as well, who didn’t get upset just by looking at those people from the Tan Family?
She really hoped that the house would be built quickly!
In the evening, Tan Zhongzhong carried a urine-soaked cloth to the river to wash.
Good news seldom spread beyond the door, while bad news traveled far and wide—coupled with Qiu Clan’s big mouth, basically everyone in the village knew, and their looks towards Tan Zhongzhong were filled with contempt.
What good could a man be if he couldn’t even spare his sister-in-law?
Seeing his face bruised and purple, almost everyone felt a sense of satisfaction.
However, there were a few who were less than wholesome in their interest, such as the old bachelor of the village, who was quite intrigued by the event.
As Tan Zhongzhong walked past his house after washing the cloth, the old bachelor called out to him.
"Uncle Guang, what’s the matter?"
Uncle Guang wasn’t actually surnamed Guang, and his name didn’t include Guang either; because he was a bachelor, he had this nickname.
Over time, everyone forgot his real name.
"Third Boss, what did you see?" Uncle Guang smirked sleazily, clearly itching for some gossip.
Tan Zhongzhong’s face turned red, and he quickly shook his head: "I didn’t see anything."
"Then, you’re pretty weak, aren’t you? Got beaten up without even seeing anything. With that kind of skill, you dare to sneak around in corners!" scoffed Uncle Guang.
Tan Zhongzhong huffed, "If I hadn’t seen anything, would I have been beaten to look like this?"
He had to act tough; otherwise, what was he if he let Uncle Guang despise him?
"Fourth Boss’s wife is now the most beautiful in Big Willow Village, come on, tell me what her figure is like!"
Uncle Guang pulled Tan Zhongzhong into the yard, ready to have a more detailed chat.
He himself had thoughts of doing such things before, but despite having the desire, he lacked the guts. He never expected Tan Zhongzhong to be bolder than him, even daring to lurk around his own brother’s corner.
That was shamelessness to an extraordinary degree.
"She’s really fine," bragged Tan Zhongzhong, "I’m not going to chat with you anymore; my kid is waiting for me to go home and put him to sleep."
Uncle Guang said anxiously, "Don’t go yet!"
But Tan Zhongzhong moved swiftly, and Uncle Guang couldn’t grab him in time, only to watch him leave.
Tan Zhongzhong hurried off, and as he left, he bumped into the doorframe—right where he had been beaten the day before—causing him to grimace in pain.
Yet thinking of Qiao Duo’s face and figure, he shamelessly had thoughts again.
The person was right there within reach; not to make a move would be to fail as a man!
