OBS Chapter 193 Let’s Not Talk About This Love
Chapter 193 Let’s Not Talk About This Love
Zhang Zhiyuan's mother died early, and he didn't return to the village for a long time after his father passed away.
Apart from his second uncle's family, he has no other relatives.
He thought about it all the way but couldn't figure it out.
Why did the second uncle do this...
When he finally returned to the village and stepped into his second uncle's house, he found his second uncle sitting in the main room with a sad face.
When the second uncle saw him, a trace of panic and astonishment suddenly flashed across his originally calm eyes, but it was quickly concealed and replaced by an expression of surprise.
"Zhiyuan?" Uncle quickly put on his shoes and went downstairs, with a surprised smile on his face: "Why did you come back suddenly?"
Then, as if remembering something, the second uncle said hurriedly, "You kid, you didn't even tell me you were coming back so I could ask your aunt to buy some food!"
Zhang Zhiyuan looked at his second uncle's unusual reactions and couldn't help but murmur in his heart, but he still smiled and said: "Second uncle, this is not a surprise for you!"
The second uncle laughed dryly, pulled Zhang Zhiyuan to sit on the kang, and said, "You haven't been back for a long time. I thought you had forgotten about the second uncle! Is everything going well in the city?"
Second Uncle was very enthusiastic, but his eyes were a little erratic, as if he was deliberately avoiding Zhang Zhiyuan's gaze.
Zhang Zhiyuan asked, "Everything is fine, uncle."
The second uncle responded repeatedly: "Okay, okay! What's the matter with you coming back?"
Zhang Zhiyuan could clearly feel that there was a hint of unnaturalness in his second uncle's voice.
At this time, my aunt came in from outside and was also stunned when she saw Zhang Zhiyuan: "Zhiyuan? When did you come?"
Zhang Zhiyuan smiled and said, "Second Aunt, I just arrived."
"You didn't even tell me you were coming. I'm going to buy groceries now. Wait for me!"
Second Aunt said this as she walked out.
Zhang Zhiyuan glanced through the window and saw Second Aunt walk out the door. He took out the three pairs of scissors from his waist.
When my uncle saw the scissors, his face turned pale instantly.
His body involuntarily took two steps back, he staggered and almost fell to the ground.
The hands that had been relatively calm began to tremble violently, and the fingers twitched unconsciously.
"Uncle, you did this, didn't you?" Zhang Zhiyuan gritted his teeth and asked angrily.
Second Uncle's eyes were evasive, not daring to meet his gaze. Beads of sweat rolled down his forehead. He opened his mouth, but only uttered some indistinct mumblings: "I...I...I...I don't understand what you are saying."
Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes widened with anger: "At this point, you still don't admit it?"
"If I didn't have reliable information, would I come directly to you?"
"My father treated you well when he was alive, and I have nothing to do with you, right? Why are you trying to hurt me?"
The second uncle suddenly raised his head, and his expression became righteous: "How dare you say that it has nothing to do with me?"
"How many times have I told you that I want to build a wedding house for your cousin and asked you to sell the house to me."
"But what about you? You never sell it!"
"And your land, you'd rather rent it out to someone else to farm than let your cousin farm it!"
"Do you still have me, your second uncle, in your eyes?!"
Zhang Zhiyuan was stunned by his uncle's sudden attitude, but soon became even more angry: "Is this why you want to harm me?"
"I can sell my house if I want to, and I can choose not to sell it if I don't want to. Is that wrong?"
"You said you wanted to buy it, why don't you take out the money? Can you buy it with just a touch of your upper and lower lips?"
The second uncle snorted coldly: "Didn't I tell you that I don't have any money at the moment? I also promised to write you an IOU!"
"IOU?" Zhang Zhiyuan said sternly, "We are all relatives. I don't want to end up estranged from each other because of money."
"It's useless for you to write me an IOU. If you don't pay me back, can I still sue you in court?"
"Do you think I'm stupid? You know exactly what you're thinking."
"Let's talk about my land. You don't even want to pay me a penny in rent. Why should I farm it for you?"
"If I rent it out like this, I can still get 6000 yuan in rent every year."
"Even if you give me 5000 yuan a year, I can agree to it because you are my second uncle."
"You don't want to give out your coins, but you want everything. How come you are so beautiful!"
"I still treat you as my elder and give you gifts during festivals, but now I really want to send you away!"
"I'm telling you, if you bring trouble to me and my dad again, don't blame me for being rude! If I don't call the police to arrest you, my last name is not Zhang!"
Zhang Zhiyuan's outburst made his uncle's face red with anger: "Get out! Get the hell out of here, I don't want you as my nephew anymore!"
Zhang Zhiyuan sneered disdainfully: "As if no one would want to have you as their second uncle."
As soon as the sound fell, Zhang Zhiyuan kicked the door open.
Left with big strides.
"Master, tell me about my second uncle. What kind of person is he? He wants to harm me just because of such a small matter."
"Really, when I was adding soil to my father's grave just now, I thought of everyone I knew. I never thought it would be my second uncle."
Shen Sangning smiled indifferently: "You can know a person's face but not his heart. Some people are better to be seen through."
"By the way, Master." Zhang Zhiyuan laughed innocently: "Um... Is it true that my girlfriend and I are incompatible?"
"Master, please help me see if there is any hope for us to reconcile?"
Shen Sangning paused and said slowly: "From the perspective of numerology, the eight characters of the two of you do conflict with each other. But everything depends on human effort, and fate is not entirely determined by heaven."
Zhang Zhiyuan hurriedly moved closer to the camera and asked expectantly, "Master, do you mean that we still have a chance?"
The master shook his head, then nodded and said, "There is a chance."
"Prepare 88 yuan for the betrothal gift and buy a BBA car."
Zhang Zhiyuan nodded thoughtfully: "Thank you for your advice, Master. I understand now. Let's not talk about this love affair!"
After hanging up the call, Zhang Zhiyuan returned home.
He threw the blessing of peace he had prayed for into the drawer, thinking that he would not need it anymore.
It would be bad if something happened to my father one day and I couldn’t contact him.
After struggling for half a day, I was exhausted.
Zhang Zhiyuan fell asleep after lying on the bed for a while.
In his dream, he saw his father again.
My father started to scold me.
"You son of a bitch, I told you in my dream, why did you go to the temple to pray for blessings? Are you an idiot? Are you an idiot?"
Zhang Zhiyuan said aggrievedly: "I am an idiot, then what are you? An idiot father?"
"You scold me, which is the same as scolding yourself..."
"Besides, how would I know what's going on if you sit on the grave and cry without saying anything?"
"Get lost! With three pairs of scissors pressing down on me, I'm already lucky enough to be able to give you a dream!"
"Besides, you've had the same dream for two consecutive days. You shouldn't ask someone to interpret it, right?"
"You almost scared me to death!"
"Alright, alright, we finally get to meet, stop scolding me. If you have the ability, please bless me to make more money!"