♂?，，

  Jin Fugui inserted the cigarette holder into his waistband and said, "Since Lin Feng's wife has also expressed her attitude, Lin Feng, go ask Li Xiucan tomorrow morning. If there is no problem on Li Xiucan's side, this matter can be turned around. Even if Zhang Dahu is overbearing, he cannot defy this 'reason'. Everyone just needs to keep their mouths shut and not leak any information, or else it will cause more trouble. Don't blame me for handling it according to village rules. Whoever intentionally disrupts the peace in our village will be expelled." As he spoke, Jin Fugui sternly stared at Yao Jinhua.

  Yao Jinhua naturally understood, the village chief's words were meant for her to hear, and although she was disdainful in her heart, she still felt a little afraid. She immediately avoided the village chief's piercing gaze and lowered her head with a scowl.

  "Alright, it's getting late, let's head back. We'll wait for Lin Feng's news tomorrow." Jin Fugui stood up and bid farewell to Chen Liang and Yao Hui, the two old brothers, and left the Lin residence together.

  Lin Feng went out to see them off, and in the house were left Lin Lan and Yao Jinhua.

  Yao Jinhua narrowed her small eyes and sarcastically said: "Little sister really has skills, silently hooking up with Li Xiucai."

  Yao Jinhua deliberately pronounced the two words "hook up" very heavily.

  Lin Lan didn't even look at her, went to pick up the tea cup, and said: "I don't have the skills of a sister-in-law, killing my mother-in-law, selling my younger sister, and still being able to deceive my husband into turning around. How thick must one's skin be, how black must one's heart be, and how shameless must one's means be to achieve this? In the eyes of Feng'an County, she is already a number one figure."

  Yao Jinhua's chin was trembling with rage, she had already been humiliated enough today, the silver she had obtained was gone, and she had been scolded by the village head, making her feel like a nobody inside and out. Lin Lan still dared to mock her, Yao Jinhua pounced on her, glaring at Lin Lan, snatched the cup from her hand and smashed it out without looking, only hearing a crisp "clang" sound.

  "Lin Lan, how dare you be so impudent and disobedient?" Yao Jinhua said with a scowl.

  Lin Lan didn't even raise an eyebrow, and said lightly: "Lin Lan only respects those who are worthy of respect. As for those with evil intentions and poisonous hearts, they should be grateful that I, Lin Lan, don't take them seriously. If I were to remember them, I would make them regret being born into this world."

  Lin Lan's careless tone, her cold and detached gaze, her unyielding aura, made Yao Jinhua feel a chill run down her spine. Why did Lin Lan not resemble Lin Feng at all, nor his mother? She was sharp-tongued and cunning, yet had a heart full of schemes. In the three years they'd known each other, countless clashes had left Yao Jinhua unable to gain even a slight advantage. Lin Lan was a thorn in Yao Jinhua's side, one that she couldn't shake off, making it impossible for her to be at peace.

  This was originally such a good opportunity, not only could she get rid of Lin Lan, but also earn a lot of money, it was simply a pie that fell from the sky. Unfortunately, before she even got to taste the filling, the pie turned into a smelly and hard stone. The intense disappointment and heartache made Yao Jinhua more determined than ever, she must see this matter through to the end.

  Lin Feng returned, as soon as he entered the door "Ah..." a sound, hugging his foot jumped up, it turned out that he had stepped on the cup smashed by Yao Jinhua and cut his foot. "Be careful!" Lin Lan hurriedly warned.

  Yao Jinhua saw Lin Feng clutching his foot in pain and hastily said, "How can you walk without watching where you're going? Quickly sit down and let me take a look, is the injury serious or not?"

  Lin Lan hurriedly went to fetch a broom and dustpan, sweeping away the broken ceramic pieces on the ground. Meanwhile, Lin Feng took off his shoes, revealing bloody soles. Yao Jinhua held up the shoes, muttering discontentedly, "The soles are all cut through."

  "Is it the shoes that are important or is it my brother's feet that are important? These shoddy shoes made with substandard materials should have been thrown away long ago."

  Yao Jinhua turned her head and glared at Lin Lan with a huff: "Easy for you to say, why don't you make a pair for your brother?"

  "Alright, alright, these shoes can still be worn after some repairs." Lin Feng hurriedly mediated.

  He's like a tire that leaks air, no matter how hard you pump it up, it'll always be flat. As the saying goes, I'm not afraid of an opponent as fierce as a wolf, but I am afraid of teammates as useless as pigs. Lin Lan wanted to wash her hands of him, but seeing his foot bleeding profusely, she couldn't bring herself to do so. She went inside and fetched some hemostatic ointment, tossing it at him: "Apply this, and don't get it wet for the next few days."

  Lin Feng let out a sigh, applied some ointment to the wound, and asked: "Sister, are you really going to marry Li Xiūcái?"

  Lin Lan silently laughed coldly: "Do I have another choice?"

  Lin Feng was stunned, and after a moment of silence, he said with a sense of guilt: "It's all my fault, I'm useless."

  Yao Jinhua was displeased and pinched Lin Feng's leg hard, causing him to take a deep breath of cold air in pain.

  "What's wrong with not having any other choice? What's wrong with marrying Zhang Dahu? For the rest of your life, you won't have to worry about food and clothing, and you'll enjoy endless wealth and glory. Who wouldn't get along with Silver?" Yao Jinhua said, winking at Lin Feng.

  Lin Feng helplessly said: "Sister-in-law is right!"

  Yao Jinhua also said, "That Li Xiucan is so poor that he's on the verge of bankruptcy. He can barely make ends meet for himself, and who knows when he'll be forced to pawn something."

  Yao Jinhua said and glared at Lin Feng again.

  Lin Feng nodded and said: "Sister is right!"

  "Lin Lan... isn't it said that if you don't change your stubborn temper, you'll just follow your own nature and won't distinguish between good and bad. In the future, there will be tears to cry." With Lin Feng's support, Yao Jinhua became more and more spirited in her words.

  Lin Lan was too lazy to listen to her nonsense and didn't want to see that smile of his which was even uglier than crying, so she turned around and entered the house, slamming the door shut behind her.

  "Look, look... what kind of attitude is this? With the village chief backing her up, she doesn't even put her brother and sister-in-law in her eyes."

  Lin Feng saw his sister leave in anger and felt that he was really stupid, so he said with a bad temper: "Just say two less sentences! My sister's heart is not happy."

  "She's not pleased? I'm not pleased either! My son isn't pleased, don't even think about being pleased." Yao Jinhua huffed, throwing her shoes at Lin Feng and storming back into the house with a swish of her plump waist.

  Lin Feng held his shoes and let out a deep sigh, what's going on here...

  Lin Lan lay on the creaky old wooden bed, tossing and turning, her mind uneasy.

  Will Zhang Dahu give up just because she has already been engaged? It's unlikely. When did Zhang Dahu ever listen to reason as he rampaged through the countryside? If Zhang Dahu takes a tough stance, will the village head and others still intervene?

  What's the relationship between Li Xiuciai and Ye family anyway? Is it just because Ye family once wanted to invite Li Xiuciai to be a western-style chef? If Li Xiuciai can really persuade Ye family to mediate, then there's hope for this matter. The key is still how much Ye family can help, how much strength they can put in... Looking at Li Xiuciai's friend, he seems to have some background, but after all, he's an outsider. A strong dragon can't suppress a local snake, even if that icy-faced person has good skills, two fists are hard to beat four hands! It's estimated that there's not much hope.

  That letter...

  Lin Lan pulled out the letter from her bosom, on which was written "To Elder Ye" in bold characters. The handwriting was both elegant and unrestrained, with a flair that seemed to dance across the page... Lin Lan had been practicing calligraphy since she first picked up a brush, never missing a day, and had made quite a name for herself in this field. But when she saw Li Mingyu's handwriting, she couldn't help but feel inferior. Hers was proper and refined, but lacked flair, unlike Li Mingyu's, which seemed to be carefree and effortless, yet elegant.

  Is this guy afraid she'll take a peek, so he sealed it with wax?

  Lin Lan really wanted to sneak a peek, but in the end she restrained herself and decided to ask Bao Zhu to deliver the letter early tomorrow morning.

  Complete works txt download, full text free, e-book, remember 77 reading books