Reborn in 1979, with a female educated youth lying next to me.

Wang Liqiu was taken aback, then his face was filled with confusion.

"Why is he hiding? Could it be..."

Wang Liqiu suddenly realized something when he was only halfway through his sentence.

Liu Jia hit the sledgehammer so hard just now, this can't be kept secret for long.

Perhaps it has already reached Zhang Dahai's ears.

Those gossipy old women are no joke; they're intelligence agents for Xili Village.

They might be a little slow to report good news.

But if you say that someone's family is fighting, that someone's husband is being unruly, or that someone's daughter or wife is flirting with their husband, they'll definitely spread the word immediately.

Good things don't go out, bad things pass thousands of miles.

This spreads through the mouths of those people.

Zhang Dahai, that old fox, knew that Liu Jia hadn't let Zhang Dalaba and Dachui go, so he could imagine that Liu Jia definitely wouldn't spare him.

At this point, it would be strange if he didn't hide!

"Don't worry, Third Brother, that old bastard can't hide forever. I'll camp out at his door every day! I refuse to believe I can't catch him!"

"You can hide for a day, but you can't hide forever. I don't believe he can go to Widow Liu's house every day."

"That old bastard, I'll beat him to a pulp!"

Wang Liqiu spoke with absolute certainty, patting his chest as he spoke.

Before Liu Jia could even speak, Wang Liqiu had already made him laugh.

Wang Liqiu raised an eyebrow, his small eyes widened, and even the mole on his face seemed to rise a notch.

"Third Brother, what are you laughing at? Don't you believe what I'm saying?"

No, I believe you.

Despite saying that, Liu Jia still couldn't stop laughing.

Wang Liqiu's expression turned serious.

"Third Brother, don't you believe me? My small frame can't compare to Big Hammer, but compared to that old bastard Zhang Dahai, I'm definitely not afraid!"

Liu Jia took a deep breath and finally calmed down before nodding to Wang Liqiu.

“I believe what you say. You don’t need to stand guard at his door every day. Don’t make such a fuss.”

"What can we do? We have to get our revenge. We can't let that old bastard bully us like this!"

"I have a solution."

As soon as Liu Jia finished speaking, Wang Liqiu stretched his head forward and blinked his small eyes.

"Third Brother, what's the plan?"

"You're saying his lover is... Widow Liu?"

Wang Liqiu nodded vigorously, like he was pounding garlic.

"Yes, the news has spread throughout our village. Some people say that Zhang Dahai climbed over the wall of Widow Zhang's house in Feng Village at night and was caught by his wife!"

"His wife is no pushover either; she scratched Zhang Dahai's face all over and beat him up!"

"But a leopard can't change its spots. Before long, Zhang Dahai got involved with Widow Liu again."

"I just don't know if his wife knows about this."

Liu Jia was speechless, staring at Wang Liqiu with wide eyes.

How come a perfectly normal grown man can talk about these gossips so fluently and systematically?

If Liu Jia didn't know Wang Liqiu's character, just listening to what Wang Liqiu said, he really wouldn't know how to categorize Wang Liqiu.

"So, you're saying this ocean is quite restless?"

"He's a damn old codger! He's anything but peaceful. He knows perfectly well which village has any frivolous young women or wives!"

After saying that, Wang Liqiu angrily added, "That old bastard is a complete scoundrel!"

Liu Jia was both amused and exasperated.

Wang Liqiu's mouth is truly capable of producing incredibly scathing insults.

I wonder if Zhang Dahai will be furious if he hears Wang Liqiu's evaluation of him like this?

As the two were talking, Liu Jia suddenly shut his mouth and stared straight into the distance!

Wang Liqiu was quite frightened by the expression on Liu Jia's face, and couldn't help but follow Liu Jia's gaze to look ahead.

There's someone running this way!

Wang Liqiu squinted. "Third Brother, that's... Zhao Xiaochao?"

"Yes! How did he get here?"

Liu Jia was also surprised by Zhao Xiaochao's sudden appearance; Zhao Xiaochao should have been in the factory at this time.

Even if he wasn't at the factory, he should be at Zhou Fengshou's home.

Why are they rushing towards me in such a hurry? Could it be... that something happened at the factory?

moment.

Liu Jia's heart was in his throat.

Before Zhao Xiaochao could even reach him, Liu Jia had already shouted, "Zhao Xiaochao, what's wrong?"

"Third Brother, I'm here. Don't be afraid. Even if I have to risk my life, I, Zhao Xiaochao, won't let those bastards bully you!"

After replying to Liu Jia, Zhao Xiaochao continued running forward.

Wang Liqiu gasped, her voice trembling as she spoke.

"Third Brother, Third Brother, did you see that? Zhao Xiaochao is holding a kitchen knife!"

"My God, what's going on? Has Zhao Xiaochao killed someone?"

"Third Brother!"

As Zhao Xiaochao got closer and closer to them, Wang Liqiu felt increasingly uncertain.

Especially when Wang Liqiu saw the bloodstains on Zhao Xiaochao's face, he suddenly realized...

This has blown up!

This guy was holding a kitchen knife, and his face was covered in blood...

Could it be?

Has he already made a move against Zhang Dahai?

If not, where did the blood on his face come from?

at the same time.

Liu Jia's heart skipped a beat!

"Zhao Xiaochao, what's wrong? Who did you fight with?"

Zhao Xiaochao finally managed to stop in front of Liu Jia, and before he could even wipe the sweat from his face, he opened his mouth and asked.

"Third Brother, are you alright? Where's Big Hammer? I'll never forgive him!"

Zhao Xiaochao looked around and, seeing no one nearby, suddenly didn't know where to go.

Liu Jia stared intently at Zhao Xiaochao's face.

Because Zhao Xiaochao's face was covered in sweat, a few drops of blood on his forehead were now dripping down with the sweat.

At first glance.

It's like it just popped out of this face!

Only after confirming that the blood on Zhao Xiaochao's face was not his own did Liu Jia feel a little relieved.

But I still couldn't help asking.

"Zhao Xiaochao, who did you fight with? Where did the blood on your face come from?"

Liu Jia's expression was serious, and even his voice carried a hint of coldness.

Zhao Xiaochao was taken aback and sniffed hard.

He wiped his face with his hand, saw the blood on his hand, and then looked at the kitchen knife in his hand.

"Third Brother, I didn't fight anyone. This isn't human blood, it's chicken blood?"

Before Liu Jia could speak, Wang Liqiu, who was standing next to him, suddenly jumped up.

"Good heavens, Zhao Xiaochao, what's with this fuss about smearing chicken blood on the cleaver before you even start cooking?"

"Is it for warding off evil spirits?"

"Where is this tradition from?"

Zhao Xiaochao glanced at Wang Liqiu and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? What traditional warding off evil spirits? I was killing a chicken when I heard that Big Hammer beat up Third Brother, so I came over!"

"Where's that hammer? I'm not letting him get away with this!"

"Don't you even know who I, Zhao Xiaochao, come from? You dare to mess with my third brother? I'll cripple him!"

After saying those harsh words.

Zhao Xiaochao turned to look at Liu Jia and carefully examined him.

Only then did he cautiously begin to ask.

"Third Brother, are you alright? Where did they hit you?"

Liu Jia sighed.

"I did fight with Big Hammer, but I didn't suffer any injustice; I was the one who beat him up!"

"Where did you hear that I was beaten? You messed up those chicks we raise in our factory?"

"Zhao Xiaochao, you're such a glutton! Can't you just buy a ready-made roast chicken? Or braised chicken would be fine too!"

Upon hearing Zhao Xiaochao mention killing chickens, Liu Jia immediately pictured the chicks in the factory.

The chicks haven't fully molted yet, and they're only about the size of a palm. If you put them in a pot to boil, will there be any meat left?

Wang Liqiu also tilted his head, and the way he looked at Zhao Xiaochao completely changed.

This guy is so greedy, how can he be so greedy?

They don't even spare the chicks?

Zhao Xiaochao stood up straight and held his head high.

"Third Brother, it's not what you think. I didn't kill any chickens from our factory."

"Listen to me, I really didn't mess with those little things."

Neither Liu Jia nor Wang Liqiu spoke; they listened attentively as Zhao Xiaochao recounted the whole story.

After Zhao Xiaochao explained at length, Liu Jia finally understood what was going on.

It turned out that the factory had new sizes of baskets, but Zhou Caixia couldn't leave, so she asked Zhao Xiaochao to go and see if Zhou Fengshou would be able to find a suitable one.

If it's suitable, we'll finalize it; if it's not, we'll work on improving it further.

Unfortunately, when Zhao Xiaochao went to Zhou Fengshou's house, Zhou Caixia was catching a hen.

While Zhou Fengshou was checking the dimensions, Zhao Xiaochao went to help.

Just as the two men finished catching the chicken, Zhao Xiaochao was about to kill it when someone ran into Zhou Fengshou's house and said that Liu Jia and Da Chuizi were fighting.

They even said that the big hammer was so big and strong that it could crush Liu Jia to death just by pressing down on him.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Xiaochao's eyes widened in alarm.

He swung his sword fiercely!

He chopped the chicken's head off in one swift motion!

Then he grabbed a kitchen knife and ran out.

Along the way, Zhao Xiaochao noticed that quite a few people were looking in his direction, but he didn't think much of it.

Looking back now, I guess those people saw the blood on my face.

After recounting the whole story, Zhao Xiaochao breathed a long sigh of relief.

"I didn't expect to have chicken blood splattered all over my face. I was only thinking about running out to help, and I didn't even look in the mirror before I left."

Liu Jia reached out and rubbed Zhao Xiaochao's forehead with a scalp for the rest of his life.

"You even want to look in the mirror before you go out? You've got a lot on your mind, haven't you?"

Zhao Xiaochao reached out and rubbed his head, chuckling.

"What are you thinking? I'm going all out!"

"Stop messing around and come back with me."

Liu Jia was touched, but seeing Zhao Xiaochao's expression, he still put on a stern face.

In Xili Village, Liu Jia admitted that he was well-liked, but anyone would risk their life for him with a kitchen knife except for Xiao Chao.

At least, Zhao Xiaochao cannot do that right now.

Zhao Xiaochao hadn't quite recovered from his shock when he asked blankly, "Is it all resolved? Third Brother, where is that bastard Big Hammer now?"

"It's all over now, let's talk about it when we get back."

Wang Liqiu looked at Zhao Xiaochao, then said to Liu Jia, "Third Brother, why don't you take Zhao Xiaochao back? Look at him, don't scare him."

"Okay, Qiu Zi. If you're free today, come find me later. I'm going back to the factory first."

Wang Liqiu nodded solemnly.

Then, Liu Jia left with Zhao Xiaochao.

Liu Jia had already put the cleaver away, and he had specifically instructed Zhao Xiaochao to lower his head and not let anyone see him covered in blood.

Passing by Zhou Fengshou's house, Liu Jia asked Zhao Xiaochao, "Aren't you going back to explain to them now?"

"Are you going back, brother? I think you have something to tell me."

It would have been better if Zhao Xiaochao hadn't said anything. As soon as he opened his mouth, Liu Jia suddenly stopped the car.

"Zhao Xiaochao, you almost caused a huge disaster today, do you know that? I know you're worried about me, but you went out with a kitchen knife to fight someone. What will Zhou Fengshou think of you?"

"Zhou Fengshou just agreed to your relationship with Zhou Caijuan, and you're still in the probationary period. You're already grabbing a kitchen knife and going out to fight. Do you still dare to marry your daughter to you?"

"You're too bold. Don't you know how to be more restrained?"

"How many times have I told you to stay calm in the face of adversity? Why can't you control your temper?"

Zhao Xiaochao remained silent. Liu Jia knew that although the guy was standing ramrod straight, he didn't seem to have any intention of repenting.