Chapter 83 I like listening to stories the most


Chapter 83 I like listening to stories the most

"Who?"

From the two-story self-built house, another man who looked about fifty years old came out.

When he saw Yu Dazhang holding the little boy's arm tightly, his eyes immediately became fierce.

"Let go!"

Yu Dazhang was unmoved, still holding the little boy's arm, pulling him a little closer, and said:

"First give me my clothes."

When the two people heard this, they both focused on Yu Dazhang's clothes.

After watching for a while, the middle-aged woman spoke.

"Your clothes are fine, there is nothing bad about them."

"What's your look!" Yu Dazhang said loudly:

“It’s offline and I can’t see it!”

The middle-aged woman looked closer:

"No."

"Are you trying to cheat?" Yu Dazhang asked with wide eyes.

"Okay, okay." Seeing that the middle-aged woman was still arguing, the man stepped forward and pushed her away, and then said to Da Zhang:

"Just say how much it costs."

Yu Dazhang opened his palm and stretched it forward:

"Fifty thousand, not even a penny less."

"How much money?!" The two people exclaimed in unison, their original indifferent expressions instantly replaced by anger.

"As for that." Yu Dazhang raised his head and looked at them with contempt:

"If you can't even come up with this little money, you deserve to live in the mountains."

The man and the middle-aged woman said nothing and stared at him angrily.

"Let's do this." Yu Dazhang said in a seemingly easy-to-consider manner:

"It's okay if I don't give you money. I happen to be hungry. Let's pay off the debt with food."

There is definitely something wrong with this place.

He deliberately pretended to be carefree, just to anger them and make them lower their vigilance.

What is Zhang Sen's situation now? Are the two missing police officers in the cellar of the yard?

None of this is certain yet.

The only thing that is certain now is...that smell of blood is definitely human blood.

It is impossible to make a mistake about the sensitivity of Yu Dazhang's sense of smell.

There is a certain difference in taste between animal blood and human blood.

Sheep's blood has a hot smell, pig's blood is smelly, chicken's blood has a pungent smell, and only human blood has a salty smell, accompanied by the rusty smell of metal.

The first thing to do now is to stabilize them.

No matter how curious you are, you can't go to the cellar. At this time, exposing your back is no different from seeking death.

This is why he keeps holding on to the little boy.

"You should have told me if you wanted to eat." The man turned sideways and made a gesture to invite in:

"Come on, my family is about to have dinner, I don't need you a pair of chopsticks."

Yu Dazhang showed a smile on his face and pulled the little boy to follow the man.

After entering the house, he was stunned by the decoration inside.

It looks old from the outside, but I didn't expect it to be so resplendent inside.

It really feels like it is covered with gold everywhere and is so bright that it shines.

If we insist on talking about style, Yu Dazhang can only give a four-word evaluation: rustic and arrogant.

Letting go of the little boy, he sat on the sofa in the living room and chatted nonsense with the man.

During this period, he seemed to be paying all his attention to the other person, but in fact, he had been observing the other two people in the room with the corner of his eye.

In this village, he did not dare to relax for a moment, as anyone might pose a threat to him.

The woman's hands and feet were very nimble, and she put the food on the table in a short time.

There are four dishes and one soup in total, which is quite rich.

"Come on, eat it while it's hot." The man greeted as he came to the dining table and sat down:

"They are all ordinary farm dishes. I don't know if they suit your taste."

Yu Dazhang was not polite. After sitting down next to him, he picked up the chopsticks and flicked them twice with his hands.

"Eat." The man greeted again.

Yu Dazhang picked up his chopsticks twice more.

"Try this mushroom-fried bacon dish." The man pointed at a plate on the table and recommended:

"These are wild oyster mushrooms we picked ourselves. They are very fresh." Yu Dazhang opened his mouth wide and breathed twice at the chopsticks.

"Get your hands on the food, you're welcome." The man continued to urge.

Yu Dazhang separated the two chopsticks, took one in each hand, crossed them together, and rubbed them together.

The man no longer gave in. He felt that if he continued to give in, his chopsticks would be broken by this fat man.

He picked up the chopsticks, took a bite of the food at random, and then started eating by himself.

Yu Dazhang still didn't move his chopsticks, but shouted to the middle-aged woman:

"You come and eat too."

The woman looked back at him and said nothing with a cold face.

"Don't worry about him, you eat yours." The man measured it with chopsticks:

"In our place, as long as there are guests at home, the wife and children are not at the table."

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As he spoke, he turned around and scolded the middle-aged woman:

"Stop wandering around in front of us and take your children out for a visit."

The woman nodded after hearing this, and then pulled the little boy out of the door.

Yu Dazhang still didn't move his chopsticks. Seeing the mother and son leaving the door, he put down his chopsticks and turned to stare at the man:

"Is that child your biological child?"

When the man heard this, his hand holding the food stopped in mid-air, and then he slowly swallowed the food in his mouth. Then he raised his head and said indifferently:

"Why do you suddenly ask such a question?"

"The child looks nothing like you." Yu Dazhang said in a joking tone:

"But she does look a lot like that old lady. Have you been cheated on?"

He was deliberately irritating men.

From the moment he entered the house, he noticed that the man always stayed near the bedroom.

Although he was in the living room, whether he was sitting on the sofa or at the dining table, he deliberately kept himself close to the bedroom.

It seems that only in this way can he feel safe.

The most important thing, Yu Dazhang noticed, was that the man was always on alert.

On the surface, he looks calm and relaxed, but in fact, his arm muscles are tense and his eyes are slightly narrowed, indicating that he is ready to attack at any time.

Even if he maintains this state, the man still eats as usual.

If it were an unsuspecting person, he would really be fooled by his disguise.

This shows that this is not the first time he has done this. It becomes a habit and he must have dealt with many people in this way.

"It seems you are not hungry."

The man put down his chopsticks, wiped his mouth with his palm, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, took a long puff and said:

"Since you are interested, I will tell you a story about myself."

"Okay." Yu Dazhang said with a smile:

"I like listening to stories the most."

The man took another puff of cigarette, exhaled it slowly, and then said slowly:

"In 1988, I was twenty-six years old."

"Even though I am young, I have been working on the ship for five years and have been to at least 20 countries."

"At that time, he was considered a man who had seen the world."

"It was also that year that my family arranged a marriage for me. The girl was very beautiful, and we quickly became husband and wife."

"It didn't take long for me to board the ship again, and I was gone for seven months."

"When I came back, I found that people in the village were pointing fingers at me."

“I learned from my family that my daughter-in-law, whom I have been married to for less than a year, had an affair.”

"Do you know what I did?"

When the man said this, he flicked the ashes of his cigarette.

Then he brought the cigarette that was about to burn to the root to his mouth and took another puff.

After putting the cigarette butt in the cigarette lighter and stubbing it out, he turned to look at the fat man beside him, only to find a black muzzle pointing at him.

"Go on." Yu Dazhang pointed the gun at his chest and said with a stern face:

"What did you do then?"

"I..." The man opened his mouth:

"I forgive her."

(End of chapter)

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