I believe you, you are really evil.

Lin Shuyao's silence made Uncle Da Zhuang mistakenly think that he was worried about the situation in the village.

"Girl Yao, don't worry. It's not like you don't know what's going on in our village? This village is full of mature men and women, so they can't suffer at all."

Uncle Da Zhuang's words made the village chief and others glare at him fiercely.

--This old melon boy can't speak.

Lin Shuyao smiled lowly and said:

"Uncle Da Zhuang, please talk to the uncles and aunts in the village. This matter will be resolved after a while. Whether reporters or netizens, they will leave after they don't get any useful information."

"Okay, I see."

Lin Shuyao thought for a moment and asked:

"Uncle Da Zhuang, is the village chief grandpa with you?"

"Yes. Do you want to talk to the village chief?"

"Hmm, I have something to tell the village chief."

"Okay, village chief, Yao Yatou is looking for you."

The village chief rolled his eyes; he was right next to him, and this guy was shouting at the top of his lungs?

"Girl Yao, it's me."

The old voice of the village chief came from the other end of the phone.

After such a long time, Lin Shuyao felt as if he heard the village chief's voice again.

"Grandpa the village chief."

"Hey, how are you doing in Beijing? Are you still used to it? Is the food good?"

"The people in the village have made some homemade pickles and cured bacon and mailed them to you. Remember to eat well. When you are done eating, call us and we will mail them to you."

"Don't be reluctant to eat. You must take care of yourself when you are out alone, you know?"

The village chief's grandfather, like a parent who is worried about his children, kept nagging for a long time before he stopped.

"Thank you, Grandpa Village Chief, I remember. I will take care of myself. When I have time, I will go back to visit you."

"Good good."

A pleased smile appeared on the village chief's face.

"Grandpa Village Chief, actually, I have something to tell you."

"You said."

Lin Shuyao thought for a moment and then said:

"Grandpa, the village chief, it's about our village..."

The village chief held his cell phone and listened quietly to Lin Shuyao's words.

The more he listened, the brighter the light in his eyes became, until in the end, he could say nothing more than yes.

"Village chief, what's going on?"

Uncle Da Zhuang asked Aunt Da Zhuang in a strange voice, who was picking vegetables.

"What did this Yao girl say? Look at how happy the village chief is. Wait a moment. Will the village chief not be able to find Bei when he goes out?"

"You can't find Bei."

As the words fell, Uncle Da Zhuang received a slap from the village chief on the shoulder.

"Hey, village chief..."

The village chief hung up the phone and rolled his eyes at Uncle Da Zhuang angrily.

"Village chief, what did Yao girl say? It made you so happy that half of the wrinkles on your face disappeared."

The village chief laughed angrily at Uncle Da Zhuang's description.

"If you don't know how to praise someone, don't do it. Hearing you praise someone is like hearing you harm someone, which makes people angry."

"Girl Yao, this child... is good."

"Of course Yao girl is fine. Otherwise, how could she go to school in Beijing?"

The village chief rolled his eyes at Uncle Da Zhuang again.

What he said was good, but not just that.

Knew it.

Favors are accumulated bit by bit.

Daily getting along is the strongest foundation for building relationships.

"I'm going to discuss something with the village elder. In the afternoon, you invite all the young and old men in the village to come to the big courtyard of the village temple. I have something to announce."

"Village chief, what's going on?"

"When the time comes, you'll know."

After the village chief finished speaking, he put his cell phone in his pocket, sauntered away from Uncle Da Zhuang's house with his hands behind his back.

"What on earth is going on?"

Uncle Da Zhuang scratched his head, and his confused look made Aunt Da Zhuang just roll her eyes.

"Okay, stop playing tricks and go cook."

Aunt Da Zhuang put the picked vegetables into Uncle Da Zhuang's hands, stood up and returned to the house, ignoring the idiot.

Uncle Da Zhuang stood in the yard and thought for a moment. He thought he could ask Lin Shuyao privately. After all, he also had a mobile phone.

Well, he is really smart.

At this moment, Lin Shuyao didn't know what Uncle Da Zhuang had in mind.

After she hung up the phone, she started class mode.

After a stressful day of schoolwork, she returned home, as usual, first checking the order delivery, then washing, eating, and doing homework.

After finishing her homework, Lin Shuyao entered the system class to continue learning the knowledge she needed most at the moment.

When she came out of the system class, it was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

Jingle Bell...

The phone rang, Lin Shuyao opened it and raised her brows slightly.

"Is something wrong?"

"Hey, boss, I didn't disturb your rest, did I?"

Lin Shuyao glanced at the time; eight fifteen in the evening.

It's not her time to rest yet.

"No."

"Boss, we actually have something to discuss with you. Is it convenient for us to meet in person?"

"Do I have to interview?"

"That...that's not the case. I just think the interview might be more detailed."

When Xu Hu said this, his little eyes glanced at Zhang Xiaofan who looked calm on the surface from time to time, but his small movements revealed that he was very nervous.

"Okay, address."

Xu Hu felt happy and immediately gave an address.

This time, he learned his lesson and chose a burger restaurant that was suitable for students.

After hanging up the phone, Xu Hu looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a half-smile.

"Brother, why are you looking at me like this?"

Xu Hu did not speak, but sat on the sofa nearby, opened a bottle of valuable wine, poured a glass, took a sip, and continued to look at Zhang Xiaofan without saying a word.

"Brother, if you have anything to say, just say it. It's so annoying for you to be like this."

"Healed?"

The expression on Zhang Xiaofan's face froze.

He was shot in the chest, and the bullet almost hit his heart. How could he recover so quickly?

Although he has had his stitches removed now, the injury on his chest is no joke and needs to be recuperated.

"much better."

"Yeah, that's right. When you were in the hospital in Haishi, you went back to the capital noisily every day. I didn't see you going to the hospital this time when you returned to the capital. I thought you were so neat?"

Zhang Xiaofan touched his nose in embarrassment; he knew Xu Hu was worried, but what he said was really unpleasant.

"Brother, I know I was wrong."

Xu Hu snorted arrogantly, drank the wine in one gulp, and stood up.

"Let's go, don't keep the boss waiting."

"okay."

Zhang Xiaofan and Wang Wen followed Xu Hu, and the three of them drove to the agreed-upon burger restaurant.

This burger restaurant located in a downtown mall has booths in addition to the lobby.

When they arrived at the appointed booth, the three of them ordered a few glasses of juice and then waited quietly.