Yan Bu Gui pondered, shaking his shoes while leaning against the electric pole, and it seemed he had indeed misunderstood.
His face turned a bit awkward, but upon further reflection, something felt off; this kid might be sincere.
“Stop right there... Bu Xiang Dong! You bastard! Compensate me for my vegetable leaves; these are all top-quality rotten leaves.”
“Third Uncle, I haven't read much, so don't try to fool me. If they're rotten leaves, how can they still be top-quality?”
“Hey, anything that doesn't cost money is good.”
“If it doesn't cost money, then there's no need to compensate.”
“Hey, I found these at the vegetable market.”
“Oh, so you're digging up socialism's corner.”
“Stop talking nonsense; you don't know what you're saying!”
Yan Bu Gui almost choked on his breath.
How could such words be carelessly spoken? If this got out, it would be disastrous.
Nanluoguxiang, No. 95 Courtyard.
Bu Xiang Dong and Yan Bu Gui walked into the front yard one after the other.
They happened to run into Second Uncle Liu Hai Zhong, who was strolling out with his hands behind his back.
“Old Yan, did you fall? Why do you have footprints on your backside?”
“Hey!”
Yan Bu Gui sighed and said in a low voice, “Don't ask.”
Liu Hai Zhong's eyes immediately squinted.
Old Yan San must have been beaten up.
“Old Yan, since you told me not to ask, that just makes me want to ask even more.”
Yan Bu Gui: “……”
Liu Lao Er, you bastard!
You’re deliberately trying to see me make a fool of myself.
“I already said, I'm fine! There's nothing to talk about.”
Yan Bu Gui stammered, giving Liu Hai Zhong a bit of pleasure.
It was rare to see Yan Lao San, who was so calculating, take a hit.
“If something's bothering you, just say it; I’ll be happy for you.”
“...I'm very happy right now.”
In the previous exchange, Yan Bu Gui had lost to Bu Xiang Dong.
Firstly, he was afraid Bu Xiang Dong would go to his school and spread rumors.
Secondly, he was worried Bu Xiang Dong would encourage others in the courtyard to pick up scraps too.
Knowing there were benefits and not taking advantage of them was simply unforgivable.
That’s why he let go of the incident where Bu Xiang Dong kicked him.
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“Bu Xiang Dong!”
“Second Uncle!”
“Did you guys run into some trouble? I'm the manager around here; if there's anything, report it to me.”
Liu Hai Zhong stood with his hands behind his back, looking like a leader.
Bu Xiang Dong weakly replied, “Isn’t that a bit inappropriate? You’re just our Second Uncle, just Second Uncle.”
Liu Hai Zhong's smile immediately froze on his face.
[Host's provocation successful, reward granted!]
[Ding, congratulations to the host for receiving 100 pounds of flour!]
[Default option, resources stored in system space!]
“Bu Xiang Dong, what do you mean by that? What's wrong with being Second Uncle?”
Liu Hai Zhong stepped out of the door, stopped, and waved his hand grandly.
“Now, let me tell you. If the First Uncle can manage it, I will manage it; if the First Uncle can't manage it, I will manage it even more. That’s what being Second Uncle means, got it?”
Bu Xiang Dong: “……”
Impressive!
Comrade Ah Zhong is really eager to make progress.
Yan Bu Gui watched Liu Hai Zhong's retreating figure, his mouth twitching slightly.
Old Liu, this stubborn fool, probably can’t outsmart Bu Xiang Dong.
“Bu Xiang Dong, my Yan family hasn’t wronged you, right?”
“In the past, your Yan family has taken advantage of my family quite a bit, hasn’t it?”
Yan Bu Gui smiled awkwardly.
“I’m different from them; I just take advantage, not coveting your house or your job.”
“So, what are you trying to express?”
“You also need allies in this courtyard.”
“Hehe!”
In the past half month, Bu Xiang Dong seemed like a completely different person, making things difficult.
Now, taking risks to gain benefits was too dangerous, but fishing in troubled waters was still feasible.
Yan Bu Gui was usually very shrewd, so he didn’t want to test Bu Xiang Dong's sharpness.
But someone was eager to do so!
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“Bu Xiang Dong.”
Just as he reached the middle courtyard, Jia Dong Xu called out to him.
“Oh, Jia Dong Xu, you’re still alive.”
Before crossing over, Bu Xiang Dong had only seen him in a drama, but it was Jia Dong Xu's memorial portrait.
Now, Jia Dong Xu stood with his hands in his pockets, seemingly unaware of fear, the most stylish guy in the courtyard.
“What do you mean by still alive?”
“Oh, you’ll die sooner or later.”
“That’s ridiculous. I warn you, don’t expect the First Uncle to take you as a disciple.”
“Why not?”
“Just obediently sell your job to my wife; otherwise, even if you get into the factory, don’t expect to stand out.”
“Damn!”
Bu Xiang Dong made an international gesture.
“What do you mean!”
Qin Huairu had already married in.
And the Thief Saint had also been born.
That’s the Thief Saint that even the Zhu Xian Sword couldn’t defeat, and the Jia family was starting to take a crooked path!
The Jia family wanted to become a dual-income household and also wanted to solve Qin Huairu's urban household registration problem.
So Yi Zhong Hai and the Jia family had their eyes on Bu Xiang Dong's job position.
Initially, they coaxed and deceived him, but later they even started threatening Bu Xiang Dong.
The original host always hid away, but now Bu Xiang Dong had crossed over.
“Stop right there; give me an answer about the job position!”
“You short-lived ghost, cherish your beautiful time.”
“Damn, Bu Xiang Dong, how dare you curse me.”
“Get lost, or I’ll not only curse you, but I’ll also beat you up.”
Jia Dong Xu gritted his teeth, but didn’t dare to make a move.
Don’t be fooled by Bu Xiang Dong being younger than him; his build was stronger.
On the first day after crossing over, he had already given him a shoulder throw.
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