Looking at Li Baogui who was beaten to the point of being blue and swollen, and did not even dare to scream, Sang Ye silently shouted in his heart, thanking and admiring Zheng Lin.

Zheng Lin kicked Li Baogui, who was lying on the ground and moaning, with his toes so cold that he would fall off the ice: "It's only a matter of three things. Today is the second time. If I see you doing something bad, I will throw you to fill the river!"

Even though Li Baogui was not convinced, he secretly hated Zheng Lin for meddling in other people's business, he did not dare to show it. He could only nod his head, fearing that his movements would be slower and he would be beaten up again.

At the same time, Li Baogui also hated Sang Ye in his heart, believing that she was not too seducing herself, she would not be hooligan to her and would not have caused this disaster.

The reason why villains are called villains is that they always follow their wrong principles. Once they encounter setbacks, they never reflect on themselves. They will only blame others, and then develop resentment and even retaliate. Li Baogui is a typical example of such people.

Zheng Lin's eyes were like a torch. No matter how well Li Baogui covered up, the resentment flashed in his eyes could not escape his eyes when he looked behind him.

He subconsciously looked behind him. When he saw the woman's appearance clearly, Zheng Lin's face showed a trace of dazedness, and suddenly he understood why Li Baogui dared to tease him near the village.

Sang Ye focused on appreciating Li Baogui's miserable situation. When she noticed the strange thing, she raised her head, the two gazes that were still on her body disappeared.

She looked at the majestic back in front of her in confusion, not sure if it was her own illusion.

Zheng Lin understood where the resentment in Li Baogui's eyes came from after a brief thought. Naturally, it was impossible for a woman to bear the revenge that might have come from Li Baogui for him.

So he stepped forward and stepped on Li Baogui's chest, which was swollen as if he was pig's head, and said condescendingly: "Remember, the person who beat you twice is Zheng Lin, the person Shangzheng in Zheng Village is in front of you. If you are not convinced, you can come to Shangzheng to seek revenge on me! If you dare to take revenge on those women who were teased by you, this will be your fate!"

As he said that, Zheng Lin let go of Li Baogui, used his toes to lift the wooden bar that he threw on the ground to carry and held it in his hand. He pushed his knee effortlessly in the middle. With a "click", the wooden bar as thick as his arm broke into two pieces.

Zheng Lin is tall and has a rough appearance, which is completely different from the scholarly-type men that people nowadays admire. With this simple and rough behavior, it makes people scary.

"ah--"

This scene was even more terrifying than hitting the body with a fist. Li Baogui screamed subconsciously, and was so scared that he had no thoughts, fearing that he would fall into a body like this wooden bar and separate.

Zheng Lin, who had been stained with blood on his hands and had killed countless enemy enemies, nodding with satisfaction, not thinking that there was anything wrong with him as threatening people.

After Li Baogui got Zheng Lin's acquiescence and ran away, there were only Sang Ye and Zheng Lin left on the spot.

Mulberry leaves hesitated a little, then took out a pack of mulberries that they picked when mowing the grass from the pig grass basket, stepped forward to stop Zheng Lin, who was packing up his things and trying to leave, and sincerely thanked him: "Thank you, Mr. Zheng, for helping you, you can't repay you. You can only take this pack of worthless mulberries with you. I hope you don't dislike me."

Originally, she wanted to say that she would prepare a gift in the future to thank her, but the Sang and Zheng families had nothing to do with each other, and the rash visit would definitely cause speculation from others. If this matter was spread today, it would be a trouble for both of them, so she did not say it.

Looking at the woman with expectations, Zheng Lin, who was about to raise his hand to refuse, took the bag of mulberries by chance. When he came back to his senses, he realized that he had actually asked for the mulberries that he had finally picked, and he couldn't help but spit on him.

After a little bit of trouble, Zheng Lin finally gave up on his plan to retreat. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know where to start.

After living for twenty-six years, he didn't know how to get close to his mother and sister at home, and he didn't know how to deal with strange women! After thinking about it, he simply closed his mouth and didn't speak.

The other party took the thank-you gift without any disdain. Sang Ye breathed a sigh of relief, but when he saw the man's entangled eyebrows, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but bend. How could there be the shadow of the rogue and rogue just now?

Although Sang Ye's expression did not change significantly, he was discovered by Zheng Lin, who was as careful as he was. He coughed awkwardly, which made him think of what to say, "You are from Lijia Village. You must meet someone surnamed Li in the future. You must be careful."

"Is he from Lijia Village?" Sang Ye was stunned and then thanked Zheng Lin with gratitude: "Thank you, my son, remind me that the little girl will pay more attention."

Worried that a villager would pass by and see a lonely widowed girl having a misunderstanding together, the two chatted for a few simple words and then tacitly offered to say goodbye.

Because he went to Zhengwan to the west of Lijiazhuang, Zheng Lin had to pass through Lijia Village when he returned. This is also why he happened to encounter Li Baogui teasing mulberry leaves when he came back from the town.

Zheng Lin watched Mangye leave until his back blurred before retracting his gaze. Looking at the oil paper bag in his hand, he stretched out his dusty right hand and rubbed it against his waist. He opened the oil paper bag with interest, twisted up a plump mulberry and put it into his mouth.

The black and purple mulberries have thin and juicy skin, sweet and refreshing, and very delicious. Zheng Lin tasted several of them in a row, but he thought they were more delicious than the mulberries picked by himself from the ancient mulberry trees in Taoist temples when he was young.

When Sang Ye returned home, he just opened the yard door. Xiaoshan, who was playing in the yard, quickly threw himself into her arms, raised his little head and asked expectantly, "Grandma, have you brought us wild fruits today?"

At this time, there are many ripe wild fruits in the mountains and jungles, such as mulberries, raspberries, raspberries, and many wild peaches, wild plums, etc., and there are more in the mountains with a little far distance, but it is not easy to enter and is difficult to collect.

Mulberry leaves go out to beat pig grass every day, and they will bring clean oil paper before going out. They will pick these wild fruits back and serve as snacks for the two little guys at home.

"No, there are no wild fruits today. Is it good if my aunt picks a lot of them tomorrow and comes to eat them for Xiaoshan?" Sang Ye bent down and touched his nephew's head, and said while removing the pig grass.

"Okay... Then I won't eat it today."

Although Xiaoshan was very disappointed, he was a sensible child and never cried because his request was not met.

Seeing that his nephew was so sensible, Mangye was very pleased. He was about to praise him, but a white and tender little hand stretched out from the ground. A black and purple mulberry was lying in his palm. This was exactly what was left out of the oil paper bag.

Looking at the shocked son and nephew who looked "mother (old girl) with greed and lying", Sang Ye wanted to cry without tears, but felt that from now on, in the hearts of these two little guys, his majesty as elders had been lost...
Chapter completed!