Chapter 27: Directly Going to Their Doorstep
Xiao Yufen knew that this matter had brought trouble to Wang Haodong, and she was worried in her heart. She repeatedly reminded him to speak well and try to resolve the issue peacefully, otherwise it would be easy to cause trouble and attract the attention of the police, which would be difficult to handle.
Wang Haodong patted Xiao Yufen's shoulder and said in a low voice, "Don't worry, Yufen, I'm a civilized person, I do things in a civilized way, but if the other party plays tricks on me, I won't be afraid, I'll definitely accompany them to the end."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wang Haodong smiled and said: "Tonight, your man is going to find his rival in love, it's no different from going to war, shouldn't you take good care of him?"
"How should I reward you?" Xiao Yufen asked with feigned ignorance.
Wang Haodong pulled her neck and directly sealed her lips.
After entwining with Xiao Yufen for a while, it was already late afternoon. Wang Haodong asked the old village chief about the place where he lived, and after figuring it out, he left Xiao Yufen's home.
Back home, Zhang Shufang walked out of the hall with a bag of hot pot seasoning in her hand and said, "Hao Dong, let's have hot pot for dinner tonight?"
"Oh? Alright, I haven't eaten for a long time."
Wang Haodong's heart lifted upon hearing this, he was a big fan of hot pot, but after the escape, he hadn't had any since. Seeing her take out the hot pot base, it was clear that they were going to have it at home, and although it might not be as good as the ones in the city's hot pot shops, it could still satisfy his cravings.
"Let me help you cook."
"Alright."
Zhang Shufang did not refuse Wang Haodong, so he followed her into the kitchen and saw that she had already prepared many dishes, including potatoes, lotus root, cabbage, spinach, and a piece of mutton. He went forward to help with washing, slicing, and putting the hot pot on the stove.
Her family burned beehive coal for cooking hot pot, and the aroma of mutton hot pot soon spread out.
In this process, Zhang Shufang and Wang Haodong were chatting and laughing, with a very close distance, and the atmosphere was quite harmonious.
After a while, Zhang Shufang said: "The sun is about to set, why hasn't Qianqian come back yet?"
"Could it be the late-night self-study session?" Wang Haodong asked.
She shook her head: "No, they rarely have evening self-study in their school, the conditions are simple, the teacher's strength can't keep up, so the evening self-study was cancelled."
"I'll go out and take a look, you wait at home." Zhang Shufang said, turning around to walk forward, but unexpectedly, her foot bumped into a stool, instantly losing balance.
Wang Haodong hastily went forward and hugged her, she also took the opportunity to hold his shoulder to stabilize her body.
The warm, soft and delicate body was in his arms, the fragrance that drove people crazy, rushed into Wang Haodong's nose, he couldn't help but have a wandering mind, while she was frightened after being startled, pulled him into her body, for a moment somewhat flustered.
The sunset's afterglow spilled into the kitchen, also shining on Zhang Shufang's profile. From this angle, Wang Haodong could clearly see the fine downy hair on her small pointed face, and that fair skin, not a single pore was visible, smooth and tender, it must feel very good to the touch.
As if possessed by a mischievous spirit, Wang Haodong's hand moved to her face, stroking her pale cheeks, and said: "Shufang, you are so beautiful."
Zhang Shufang's face suddenly turned red, and Wang Haodong noticed that her body trembled a few times.
"Let go, let me go." Her low voice echoed in Wang Haodong's ear, and it was slightly trembling.
Wang Haodong was stimulated by her enchanting voice, and he couldn't help but lower his head and kiss her lips. She resisted urgently, shaking her head left and right, and suddenly parted her lips from his.
The taste between her lips was sweet and charming, Wang Hao Dong couldn't help but hold her head, fixing it in place so she wouldn't move, his eyes burning as he looked at her, saying: "Shu Fang, forgive my suddenness, because you're too beautiful, making me lose control."
"Stop, don't say it, stop." Zhang Shufang's face turned red with embarrassment, set against the shining sunlight, making her look even more radiant and beautiful, as if she had been elevated to a higher level of beauty.
Wang Haodong said in a low voice: "Everyone has the right to appreciate beauty, Shufang, don't deprive me of my rights."
After Wang Hao Dong's words came out, Zhang Shu Fang didn't move anymore, but stared straight at Wang Hao Dong. At this time, the two were still in each other's arms, their bodies almost stuck together. Wang Hao Dong could clearly feel her slender figure's beautiful curves and the delicate bulge of her touch.
Just then, the sound of a bicycle bell came from the door, followed by Zhang Qian's voice: Sister, I'm back.
"Qianqian is here." Zhang Shufang was like a startled wild rabbit, hastily calling out in a low voice, her face full of panic.
Wang Haodong's nerves were tough, and he didn't panic. He slowly let her go, and Xiao Yufen's face involuntarily appeared in his mind...
"Sister?"
"I'm in the kitchen, cooking." Zhang Shufang responded with a loud voice, pinched Wang Haodong's arm hard, gave him a white eye, and then stepped out of the kitchen.
Is this flirting?
Wang Haodong muttered to himself in his heart, but a smile appeared on his face.
"Hey, you two are in the kitchen?" Zhang Qian put away her bicycle and said with a smile, sniffing her nose, "What's that smell? It smells so good."
"It's the flavor of mutton hot pot."
Zhang Shufang's blush had just faded away, and she said: "Qianqian, it's time to eat dinner. By the way, why did you come back so late today?"
"A few days ago, our class had an English mock exam. The scores came out in the afternoon and the teacher explained it to us, so we were late for the next class." Zhang Qian replied to her sister while washing her hands.
"Oh, I thought something had happened to you." Zhang Shufang smiled and said, "We'll be eating soon."
"I'll help." Wang Haodong took the initiative to move forward, moved out the stove, and brought out the hot pot basin, took a stool and placed it at the table edge ready to eat.
"Actually, using an electric stove for hot pot is better than using honeycomb coal."
Zhang Shufang shook her head, "We're poor over here, and there are even fewer people using that thing."
"In a few days, I'll buy one for you."
Wang Haodong suggested that she did not adopt it and said, "Electricity fees are also a considerable expense. Let's use beehive coal and match it with firewood."
The electricity bill is only a few dollars a month, but she didn't want to, so forget it. Wang Haodong has been living here for a long time, and it's still an unknown number. After hearing this, he also dispelled that idea.
At dinner time, Zhang Shufang specially brought a bottle of white wine and two bottles of beer. The two sisters each had a bottle of beer, while Wang Haodong drank half a kilogram of white wine.
After lunch, after a short rest, Wang Haodong left Zhang's home directly and went to the village chief Liu Dahai's house.
The old village chief lives in the third row of the central part of the village, and is the first household in the village to build a two-story small building. Wang Haodong and Xiao Yufen have inquired about it and know that his partner died early, there are no sons in the family, only one daughter who married into the urban area, comes back once or twice a month, he lives alone at home.
The old village chief was just a small village official, but he had some prestige in the village. Of course, this was only for the villagers, and as for Wang Haodong, he didn't even count, because he couldn't control him.
It's already nightfall, the old village chief's house is lit up, obviously there are people at home. Wang Haodong stands at the door looking at his two-story small building, secretly scolding in his heart, this old guy must have embezzled a lot of money, otherwise how could he afford to build such a house? Nang Xipi, an old man with one foot in the grave, dares to compete with me for the young and beautiful Yufen, you're asking for death.
Boom boom boom.
Wang Haodong knocked directly on the door, and soon a slightly hoarse voice came from inside: "Who is it?"
"It's me."
"Who are you?" Along with the questioning voice, the door creaked open, revealing the old face of the village elder.
When he saw Wang Haodong at the door, the old man looked surprised and immediately wanted to close the door, but it was blocked by Wang Haodong, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't close the door.
Liu Dahai looked at Wang Haodong with a wary expression, took two small steps back and shouted: "What are you doing here?"
"Old village chief, I've come to talk to you about something," Wang Haodong said as he walked directly into the house.
Wow wow wow.
A big black dog was barking madly and rushing towards Wang Haodong.
Damn it, just now it was so quiet, but as soon as I walked into the house, it tried to bite me. This dog is really sneaky, just like its owner.
Wang Haodong cursed in his heart and kicked the big dog's nose with one foot.
Hoo-hoo.
Wang Haodong can kick a 300-pound sandbag flying with one foot while practicing San Da in the city, and his leg kicks out with a whistling sound that breaks through the air.
Bang.
Woo woo.
The dog, although very large, was kicked by Wang Haodong and flew up like it had been struck by a big hammer. After falling to the ground, it lay there limply, twitching a few times and letting out a mournful yelp.
"Big black, big black." The old village chief was so nervous that he hurriedly went to check on the dog's condition.
Wang Haodong sneered and said, "It's not dead. I didn't intend to kill it. Otherwise, I would have gone up and kicked a few more times, and by tomorrow morning you can eat dog meat soup."
"You little brat, why did you hit my dog?"
"When beating a dog, one must consider its master. Sorry, old village chief, I didn't give you face, but if I don't beat it, it will bite me. This dog is like a person, if not beaten, it won't behave, and if not beaten, it won't know the severity."
Wang Haodong's words were full of double meanings, sarcasm and irony, with a hint of intimidation. As he spoke, he rubbed his fingers together, making a "ka-cha ka-cha" sound, which added to the menacing tone.
As Wang Haodong took a step forward, the black dog was frightened and retreated backward, losing its previous ferocity.
The old village chief was also startled and said: "What do you want to do? Don't fight with me, otherwise I'll call the police."
"You're almost a dead man, how can I fight with you? If things go wrong, one punch and your family will be holding a funeral in two days."
Wang Haodong chuckled and patted the old village chief's shoulder.
Liu Dahai hadn't been tapped on the shoulder for decades since he grew up, but when Wang Haodong tapped him, his whole body trembled and a hint of fear appeared on his face.
Wang Haodong grasped his fear just right and said, "To be honest with you, I came to find you because of Yufen. She is now my person, don't think about that good thing anymore."
Nowadays, men show themselves through four major forces: charm, power, wealth and martial arts. Wang Hao Dong deeply agrees with this sentence. Charm is the combination of one's appearance and temperament, while power and wealth are self-explanatory. As for martial arts, well, he's using it right now.
Liu Dahai, facing Wang Haodong, also wanted to use force and secretly instructed his nephew Liu Lele to beat him up and drive him away. Unfortunately, he failed and was taught a lesson twice, and he also indirectly knew about Wang Haodong's abilities.
"Wang Haodong, there's nothing between me and Yufen." The old village chief was intimidated by Wang Haodong and stammered.
Wang Haodong said: "I know you and she have nothing to do with each other. From now on, don't even think about having anything to do with her. That's all I want from you."
Facing Wang Haodong's scorching gaze, the old village chief pondered for a long time before bowing his head and saying: "I won't bother her again."

