The Bully General's Spiritual Husband

Yin Baicai was furious and didn't control her strength, almost choking Li Zhe to death.

Seeing the person she was about to strangle, Yin Baicai immediately let go and slapped Li Zhe's face hard with her palm, "Li bully, you're not really dead, are you? I'm telling you, I won't pay with my life..."

Li Zhe kept his eyes closed, and Yin Baicai was so frightened that she muttered, "No way, how could you die? You're as strong as an ox. Don't try to scare me. I'm telling you, I don't fall for that. Get up right now, do you hear me?"

Seeing that Yin Baicai's tone was starting to panic, Li Zhe immediately opened his eyes and hugged the person squatting in front of him. "She's not dead, don't worry, I haven't married A-Yin yet!"

While struggling to escape from Li Zhe's hold, Yin Baicai quipped, "You scared the hell out of me! I knew it, how could you possibly be strangled to death by me, ..."

“If you say another word, I’ll use the same method I just used to shut you up.”

Yin Baicai was afraid that Li Zhe would kiss her, so she immediately shut her mouth.

He gritted his teeth and said, "Let go."

Li Zhe was afraid of provoking Yin Baicai, so he released his grip on her.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Yin Baicai, who had been crouching down, immediately darted two meters away from Li Zhe.

Li Zhe stopped joking and began to speak seriously: "A-Yin, I'm going back to Beiyu City. I'm taking you and Xiao Mo with me."

Li Zhe couldn't bear to leave people in the village. If something happened to them like his elder brother and sister-in-law, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

Yin Baicai was still shocked by Li Zhe's kiss. What happened to the socialist brotherhood? Damn it, this madman Li Zhe just kissed her like that.

what--

This was my first kiss! He got lucky. Even if the body isn't mine, the pure and noble soul is!

The more Yin Baicai thought about it, the angrier she became, and she couldn't help but kick Li Zhe in the shin.

She glared at him fiercely: "If you kiss me again, I'll tear your mouth apart."

Li Zhe smiled and raised the corners of his lips, completely ignoring Yin Baicai's words.

Yin Baicai hurriedly pushed open the door and went out. She was stunned to see Cheng Yu standing in the yard. She was relieved that Li Zhe, that bastard, had closed the door, otherwise she would have been so embarrassed.

Little did he know that Cheng Yu, being a martial artist, naturally had better hearing than others, and could hear everything inside the room clearly.

Watching Yin Baicai leave, Li Zhe raised his hand and touched his lips.

When Yin Baicai arrived at the kitchen, she saw that Zhou Yu had already cleaned up the dishes and praised her, "Little Yu, you did a great job!"

Zhou Yu asked worriedly, "Brother Yin, did you two have a fight?" She had obviously also heard the "bang" of Li Zhe slamming his head against the door.

Yin Baicai said urgently, "No, what's all the arguing about? Li Zhe just accidentally bumped into the door."

After saying that, he added in his mind: Serves him right, letting this filthy bastard take advantage of me.

Li Zhe came out and instructed Cheng Yu to go back to town to make preparations. He was going to take Xiao Mo and A Yin with him on the road, so naturally he couldn't leave food unprepared.

Before leaving, Cheng Yu glanced at the strangulation marks on Li Zhe's neck, his brows furrowing. His brother-in-law was truly ruthless.

After Cheng Yu left, Li Zhe grabbed a wood-chopping knife and hurried up the mountain. Since he was leaving anyway, he decided to get the things in front of him done first.

Just as Li Zhe arrived halfway up the mountain, he saw two suspicious-looking people from the village sneaking into the woods that Yin Baicai and the others had bought.

He silently approached the two of them from behind and said coldly, "What are you doing?"

Startled by Li Zhe, the two stumbled and fell to the ground, stammering, "N-nothing...we were just chopping wood on the mountain..."

Li Zhe could tell that the two were obviously lying, so he revealed the machete in his hand and said, "Confess honestly."

The two knew that Li Zhe was no pushover; he could even send his own uncle to the guillotine, so dealing with them was naturally a piece of cake.

“I’ll tell you, I’ll tell you. We came here to watch how you make charcoal. We want to learn secretly so we can make a fortune when it gets cold.”

The commotion on Li Zhe's side alerted Wu Maoshan and the other two, who dropped what they were doing and rushed over.

When Zhang Cui heard that the two villagers had come to secretly learn how to make charcoal, she immediately became furious. "Fine, you heartless bastards! Last time you couldn't steal openly, so now you're trying to steal secretly. Let's go to the village chief and reason with him."

The two panicked upon hearing this. Last time, Qian Cao'er and her companion had knelt in the ancestral hall for three whole days. If the village chief found out, they might be punished.

The two men quickly begged for mercy: "Li Zhe, please don't tell the village chief, we won't do it again. Tang He made us do it, we..."

Upon hearing that Tang He had come up with the idea, Wu Maoshan's dark face showed displeasure.

This was Cai Ge'er's own idea, and Tang He wanted them to learn it. It seems Tang He also knows that charcoal can make a lot of money and has been keeping a close eye on it.

When Zhang Cui heard that Tang He had ordered the two men to do it, she curled her lip in disdain. Tang He, relying on his position as a vegetable supplier in a large restaurant, had always looked down on them, the villagers, and his words always revealed his disdain for them. He even went so far as to instruct people to steal their skills.

Li Zhe coldly said to the two people on the ground, "Go back and tell Tang He that if he dares to come again—" He then threw the machete in his hand onto a tree trunk in the distance, where it was firmly embedded. The threat in his voice was self-evident.

Terrified, the two hurriedly ran down the mountain.

When it was time for lunch, Zhang Cui told Yin Baicai what had happened.

Yin Baicai scoffed. He knew these villagers wouldn't give up. They were able to abandon Brother Li Zhe back then, and now they were secretly investigating how to make charcoal.

They were all wicked people; they had bullied the original owner and his mother, who were orphans and widows, quite a bit in the past.

Knowing she wasn't some saintly saint who repays evil with kindness, Yin Baicai said to the others at the dinner table, "Let's cordon off the area around the forest for the next two days. I don't believe they can sneak in. If they do manage to sneak in, the traps on the ground will be more than enough to give them a hard time."

The two people who had been driven down the mountain by Li Zhe arrived at Tang Xiaoyan's house and saw Tang He sitting comfortably in the courtyard drinking tea. The two relayed Li Zhe's words to him.

"Brother Tang, you can handle this yourself from now on. We're terrified of that bully Li. You didn't see it, if he had slashed me with that knife, I probably would have lost my life."

After saying that, he hurriedly left the Tang family, afraid of getting involved with Tang He.

Tang He was so angry that he threw the teacup in his hand away. "You, Li Zhe, how dare you threaten me? I, Tang He, am not someone to be trifled with."

Tang He boasted that after working as a purchasing agent and vegetable hauler at Fumanlou, he felt different from the villagers.

Even at home, he imitated the manners of the town's gentry, sitting and drinking tea.

He heard that Li Zhe and his friends were making charcoal. As someone who often mingled in the town, he knew how profitable it was, so he decided to learn it by stealing their skills.

Seeing that no one could help him, he decided to learn the skill himself next time. If he mastered it, he would have more confidence to find work in town with this skill.

two days later

Yin Baicai and his group had already surrounded the forest, erected high barriers, and set up many traps that Li Zhe often used when hunting.

With his hands on his hips, Yin Baicai thought, "Let's see who dares to steal my skills. If they fall into a trap, they deserve it."

Taking advantage of the darkness, Tang He sneaked towards the forest where Yin Baicai and the others were making charcoal. Seeing the high barriers erected around them, he left in a huff.

During dinner that evening, Yin Baicai told Zhang Cui and the others that she and Li Zhe were leaving.

Zhang Cui stood up in surprise: "Brother Cai, it's getting colder and colder. Why don't you wait until spring to leave? Besides, we haven't even sold any charcoal yet! You're leaving already, this..."

Yin Baicai comforted her, "I'll leave Aunt Zhang's charcoal business to you, but time waits for no one. If we go too late, the war in the north will probably get even worse."

Zhang Cui and the others knew that once the war started, those who went to the front lines, such as Li Zhe, would be recalled, but they still couldn't help but worry.

"Okay, then you must take good care of yourselves. Don't worry, we'll look after your house."

Li Zhe held up a glass of wine and thanked the group.

The next day, after packing up, the family of three left the village as Zhang Cui and others watched them go.