Traveling through a farmer’s house: Villain Nine Thousand Years Old, Stop!

"Hey, among the four classes of scholars, farmers, merchants and artisans, farmers come before merchants!"

"If you guys don't mind my money-grubbing and are willing to become my in-laws, that would be great!"

Mr. Qian is indeed a businessman. With just a few words, he made everyone feel comfortable. Even Mrs. Wang was tempted.

"Master Qian, we are very satisfied with Master Ling. Why don't we pick a day and bring our daughter to meet Master Ling?"

"If the two of you are in love, we will decide on the marriage!"

"Okay, okay, this couldn't be better!"

Mr. Qian was overjoyed. He didn't expect it to be so smooth. After thinking for a moment, he decisively decided to let Qian Sizheng go to the Yun family today!

"what?"

“Isn’t this a bit inappropriate?”

The Yun family members looked at each other and began to murmur in their hearts that Master Qian was too anxious.

Seeing that everyone's reactions were a little strange, Mr. Qian realized that he was a little anxious. He quickly patted his head and pretended to be drunk.

"Blame me, blame me, I got drunk!"

"How about tomorrow? I'll bring my child to bother you then."

"Then we will be waiting for you two tomorrow."

Mrs. Wang and the others were greeting each other. Yun Zhixia rolled her eyes, stood up, walked in front of Qian Sizheng and smiled.

"Brother, I want to eat candied haws, can you take me to buy some?"

"Please, brother!"

Qian Sizheng couldn't stand Yun Zhixia's coquettishness, so after asking for the opinions of the Yun family, he bent down, picked up Yun Zhixia, and strode out.

on the street

Qian Si was holding Yun Zhixia in his arms, feeling the lively atmosphere on the street. Suddenly, his expression relaxed.

"Wontons, hot wontons!"

"Look, these big buns are just out of the pot!"

"Shaobing, shaobing, ma'am, would you like one?"

Yun Zhixia smelled the fragrance in the air, put her arms around Qian Sizheng's neck and pointed at the wonton stall.

"Brother, I want to eat that!"

"Okay, brother will take you there!"

Qian Sizheng found a seat to sit down, put Yun Zhixia next to him, and raised his hand to signal to the shop owner.

"Uncle, please give me two bowls of wontons!"

"okay!"

The shopkeeper responded and quickly cooked two bowls of wontons and brought them over.

"Enjoy your meal, both of you!"

"Thank you!"

Qian Sizheng nodded, looked at the hot wonton soup, picked up a wooden spoon and stirred it, and then pushed it to Yun Zhixia after it cooled down a little.

"Little girl, eat slowly!"

"My name is Yun Zhixia, brother, you can just call me Zhizhi!"

Yun Zhixia took the spoon in her little hand, scooped one up obediently, and began to eat it slowly.

Qian Sizheng was stunned. Looking at the obedient and soft Yun Zhixia, his heart softened. He pulled the corner of his mouth and replied softly.

"Xiao Zhizhi, I'm Qian Sizheng."

Yun Zhixia stopped eating wontons and then a look of confusion appeared on her face, as if she had just heard something.

"Brother, did you just speak?"

"No, let's eat!"

"it is good……"

Yun Zhixia continued to eat with her head down, but snorted in her heart.

There really is something fishy going on with that damn Mr. Qian!

After dinner, Qian Sizheng took Yun Zhixia to buy candied haws and sugar figurines, and also took her to watch a variety show.

After taking a last look at the time, Qian Sizheng picked up Yun Zhixia and walked back towards the restaurant.

Yun Zhixia hugged Qian Sizheng with one hand and held the delicious food in the other, licking it from time to time.

When they arrived at the entrance of the restaurant, Qian Sizheng, who had been smiling, suddenly changed his expression and returned to his normal look.

Seeing this scene, Yun Zhixia rolled her eyes, moved her little head closer to Qian Sizheng, and uttered a word.

"Zhizhi likes brother the most. When brother becomes my uncle, he can play with me every day!"

Hearing this, Qian Sizheng stopped just as he was about to take a step forward, and the expression in his eyes was unpredictable and unclear.

After a moment, Qian Sizheng put Yun Zhixia down, clasped Yun Zhixia's shoulders tightly with both hands, stared at Yun Zhixia, and spoke in a low voice.

"Zhizhi, remember to tell your parents when you get home not to agree to this marriage!"

"Don't agree to that!"

"Why? Brother, don't you like Zhizhi?"

Qian Sizheng gave a bitter smile and was about to explain further when Master Qian and others came out.

"Look, these two are having a lot of fun."

"Sister-in-law, then it's settled. See you tomorrow!"

"Okay, Zhizhi, let's go."

Mrs. Wang pulled Yun Zhixia over, and they got on the ox cart and left.

Mr. Qian stood there until he could no longer see the figures of the few people, and the smile on his face disappeared without a trace in an instant.

夜晚

Everyone in the Qian residence had fallen into a deep sleep, except for one courtyard which was brightly lit, from which faint screams could be heard.

Wu Jin flew in the direction of the sound, landed on a tree, and saw a shocking scene.

In the yard, there was a fat man weighing about 200 pounds, completely naked, revealing his greasy and disgusting body.

Next to the stone table, two men, also naked, were kneeling on the ground obediently. Another man was lying on the ground with blood all over his back, motionless.

As the man approached, the two men trembled. The fat man directly pulled up one man, made him lie on the stone table, and began to abuse him wantonly.

"Ah, it hurts!"

The man on the stone table turned pale instantly, and cold sweat streamed down his head.

The other man shuddered when he heard the screams, but did not dare to move away. He was a slave, and his life and death belonged to the Qian family.

thump!

The locked courtyard door was kicked open from the outside. The fat man heard the noise and couldn't help but frowning. He was in a good mood!

"Dad, why are you here?"

The fat man was Mr. Qian’s youngest son, Qian Siqi. He picked up the clothes beside him and put them on, not caring at all about being seen by his own father.

"You all get down!"

Master Qian looked at this disgusting scene, the veins on his temples couldn't help but twitch, and he waved his hand to let the people go.

"Yes, sir!"

The man who had temporarily escaped the disaster breathed a sigh of relief and quickly helped the man on the stone table up. The two of them worked together to carry the unconscious man on the ground out.

Seeing that everyone had left, Qian Siqi threw his half-worn undershirt on the ground and spoke with a slightly accusing tone.

"Dad, what are you doing?"

"What am I doing? Let me ask you what you want to do?!"

Mr. Qian was so angry that he sat down on the stool. Just as he was about to continue speaking, he felt something wet under his butt. He quickly stood up, looked down, and was almost angry to death.

The stone bench was covered in filth. Mr. Qian retched twice and angrily slapped Qian Siqi in the face.

"Bastard thing!"

"It's not good for you to play with women, but you have to play with men. Are you crazy?"

Qian Siqi reached out and touched his left cheek, then took two steps forward and pushed Master Qian.

"If you dare to hit me, I'll tell my mother!"