Chapter 69: Never Cheap Them

Chapter 69

..."Second Uncle?" Li Xiaoya sensed his hesitation.

Did he want to accompany her?

Or was Second Uncle afraid to appear in public?

Li Xiaoya wanted to tell them it was fine, she could go by herself.

But Second Uncle spoke first.

He looked at Wei Wenqing: "Will you accompany Xiaoya?"

Before Wei Wenqing could react, Second Uncle immediately shook his head in negation: "No, that won't work. You can't speak, it would be inconvenient everywhere."

Wei Wenqing glared at his brother defiantly, gesturing: "I'll try, I'll bring bodyguards."

The Second Young Master still firmly shook his head: "No."

His eyes, which had always been dull and full of self-abandonment, now seemed much clearer.

The Second Young Master squeezed out a painful voice: "Our family can't even muster one able-bodied person..."

"I'll go then," the Second Young Master made the final decision with difficulty.

Li Xiaoya finally found a chance to interject: "I can go by myself..."

"I haven't worn formal clothes in a long time, I'll need to pick out something suitable," the Second Young Master muttered to himself.

"Do I still look like an evil ghost now?"

"If I had known this day would come, I shouldn't have smashed the food they sent."

"If she goes with me, will I embarrass her?"

The more the Second Young Master spoke, the more his brows furrowed, his nervousness and anxiety palpable.

Li Xiaoya couldn't help but say again: "Uncle, I really can go by myself."

How could that be possible?

It was just the child's words to comfort him.

The more Li Xiaoya said this, the less willing the Second Young Master was to let her enter the "tiger's den" alone.

The Second Young Master pushed his own wheelchair, saying decisively: "I'm going back to pick out clothes now."

Li Xiaoya couldn't stop him, and could only sit dumbfounded on the bed watching him leave.

As the door opened, a servant outside was startled to see the Second Young Master: "How... how are you here? Your health, your..."

While speaking, the servant lowered his head to look at the Second Young Master's legs.

The Second Young Master's face turned cold.

Why didn't he want to go out?

Because just the "concerned" looks from the servants were enough to make him unbearable.

"What? Is this not my home anymore? Do I need to report to you where I want to go?" the Second Young Master asked coldly with a sneer.

Hearing this, how could the servant dare say anything more? He immediately lowered his head and fell silent.

The Second Young Master suddenly felt stifled.

But this wasn't the old society anymore, he couldn't throw things at people's heads when he was angry.

He closed his eyes briefly, thinking that things were different now, they had a child in the family, he needed to control his emotions and set a good example.

Only then did the Second Young Master suppress his anger and wheel himself past the servant.

Soon, bodyguards came forward to take over pushing the wheelchair.

On this side, Wei Wenqing shrugged helplessly at Li Xiaoya, then bent down to lift her from the bed.

His brother complained he couldn't speak at the banquet.

Well, he could complain that his brother couldn't carry Li Xiaoya.

"Brush teeth," Wei Wenqing gestured as he carried her into the bathroom.

As Li Xiaoya wet a washcloth, he stood beside her squeezing toothpaste.

A servant who followed in saw this scene and immediately panicked: "Oh my, how can we let you do this yourself, Young Master!"

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Seeing this, the servant just stood by without moving.

Li Xiaoya frowned, feeling this wasn't right.

She could see that people here didn't respect him much.

"Uncle, you can wait for me outside," Li Xiaoya said softly.

Wei Wenqing thought she was right, the little girl might need to use the toilet or something, what was he doing standing here?

Wei Wenqing immediately nodded and went out.

Li Xiaoya brushed her teeth and washed her face by herself, then turned to the servant and said: "Please comb my hair."

The servant was stunned, thinking wasn't she supposed to be from the mountains? How does a child from the deep mountains know how to order people around like this?

Of course, she only dared think this, never say it out loud.

She found a comb and began neatly combing Li Xiaoya's hair.

Li Xiaoya spoke to her frankly: "I just arrived here, there are many things I don't recognize or know how to use. You need to tell me."

"...Yes, Young Miss."

By the time they were finished, half an hour had passed.

"Yeah! You owe us an explanation. You've been filming in our village for so long, but all the money went to the village chief's family and Li Xiaoya. Didn't Li Xiaoya say she had some rich relatives coming? I don't think she needs money!"

"That's right, that's right, but we haven't received a penny."

"What about that tourism development thing, when are you coming to do that for us?"

They all crowded around him.

The cameraman listened, his head fuming. He sneered, "This isn't something we can decide. Young Master Sheng already said..."

"Said what?"

"Said this place... doesn't deserve it. A place that eats people like this, it doesn't deserve to become rich!" The cameraman said in one breath.

The villagers were all stunned.

Their last delusion was shattered...

Undeserving?

They actually said they were undeserving!

Anger surged on the villagers' faces, and they were about to reach out to grab the cameraman.

The cameraman opened the car door, sat back in, all in one smooth motion.

"Let me tell you," he lowered the car window a bit, "don't do anything rash, or the police will invite you to the station."

The villagers cursed loudly: "You son of a bitch, if we had known you wouldn't keep your word, who cares about the police?"

"That's right! If they dare come, we'll flip their cars!"

The cameraman's face turned red with anger: "What kind of people are these? Let's go, let's go quickly."

"Some places are just like this, with fierce local customs and united locals. They don't care about police or anything, they'll beat you with hoes regardless," the driver said in terror as he stepped on the gas. "They only know four words - the law doesn't punish the masses."

The cameraman cursed, "No wonder they dare to engage in human trafficking! They're really not decent..."

"Just wait, if Li Xiaoya's relatives really have some power, there will definitely be consequences..."

After making their threats, the villagers also returned to the village, cursing and swearing.

"If only we had stopped Li Xiaoya's car that day."

"Exactly!"

By the afternoon, it had gotten a bit dark.

Someone quietly sneaked to Li Xiaoya's house... After all, no one was there now, it would be a sure thing to steal!

But when they sneaked in, they found...

"Damn it! Not even a chicken left!"

One cursed.

Another followed, "Even the pigs are gone... Aren't those rich kids supposed to be wealthy? How can they be so inconsiderate, even taking the pigs away."

They cursed together, and as they came out, they realized several people had sneaked over.

"Li Xiaoya's family still has land..."

"Right... there's still land."

As they mentioned this, they got excited again and rushed towards the fields. When they arrived, they found Aunt Man and her husband watering the fields with manure.

"What are you doing?"

"Xiaoya left and gave us the land," Aunt Man said, unable to hide her joy.

"How come it was given to you?" They gritted their teeth, obviously unwilling.

"What? You're not happy about it?" They were all from the same village, who was afraid of whom? Aunt Man's husband revealed a fierce look and shouldered his hoe.

His family had two brothers, in their prime. In a fight, they could call for help...

In mountain villages, when fighting for state benefits or homestead land, apart from those with some power like the village chief, others relied on how many young and strong members their family had.

"We're not happy, but forget it, you can have it..." These few people, despite gritting their teeth, had no choice but to leave sensibly.

Who knows how many curses they uttered behind their backs.

Now they really hoped Grandpa Li would eat prison food and best if he died in there, never to return.

This way, after some time, they could tear down Li Xiaoya's house and occupy the land to build their own...

The villagers thought quite well of themselves.

That same day, police cars came to the village again.

The police wanted to take more people to cooperate with the investigation.

The villagers were of course unwilling, and many picked up hoes and sickles, intending to resist violently.

But this time, the police who came were not from some township police station.

They had rich experience in dealing with rural crime and all carried riot shields. Seeing people daring to wield knives, they naturally suppressed them and simply took them all away in one sweep!

"Murder! The police are wronging good people!"

"Damn it, let go, let go, you're all hired by those rich kids..."

The villagers cursed loudly, but it was useless now.

The mountain village quickly returned to tranquility.

Aunt Man walked on the way home, feeling an unusual silence along the way.

"The village suddenly has a lot fewer people, it feels strange," she murmured.

The man beside her, rarely showing such an overly enthusiastic smile, said, "Thanks to you, you took care of Li Xiaoya's mother before, next year we'll plant corn in that field..."