Seeing that Lu Yiwei did not answer his question directly, Old Man put on his shoes and jumped off the kang bed. He ran to Lu Yiwei and said, "Why aren't you saying anything? Isn't what I said the truth? "
Lu Yiwei raised his head, rinsed his mouth, and spat into the basin. Then, he picked up a towel and wiped his mouth. He turned to Old Man and said, "What do you think? After dinner, call everyone in the village to the village committee. I'll talk to them face to face and answer their questions. Is that okay?"
Old Man pulled up his cloak that was about to fall off with one hand and said doubtfully, "Okay, I'm the village chief. Can't you talk to me alone?"
Lu Yiwei pushed Old Man out of the door and said with a smile, "Everything will be clear tonight. I'm going to the county now, and I'll be back tonight."
Old Man was skeptical. He picked up his pipe and took a deep puff. He muttered, "I'll go inform the members now. You have to come back tonight. If you don't, we'll just sit and wait." The villagers of East Tile Village obviously regarded Lu Yiwei as their backbone, and so did Old Man, even though he was the village chief.
Lu Yiwei had just finished packing and was about to leave the yard when Li Haidong came out of the toilet in a daze. He was wearing red long johns and had recently dyed yellow hair. When he saw Lu Yiwei going out, he rubbed his eyes and asked, "Brother Lu, are you going out?"
Lu Yiwei saw Li Haidong's attire and got angry. He scolded, "Go down the hill this morning and dye that yellow hair of yours. Just looking at it makes me sick."
Li Haidong laughed and said, "Don't do that. This is the most popular hairstyle this year. Don't all the singers and movie stars dress like this on TV? We're just following the trend and getting a hairstyle. Don't you think so, Uncle Old Man? "
Old Man had never left Nanyang County in his life. The farthest he had been to was the county town. He had been there less than 20 times in his life. Seeing Li Haidong's strange appearance made him angry. He snorted, pulled his cloak, and walked away without looking back.
Li Haidong made a face at Lu Yiwei, shuddered, and quickly ran into the house.
Lu Yiwei returned to Li Haidong's room. As soon as he entered, he smelled all sorts of smells. The floor was littered with cigarette butts, and there were a few boxes of instant noodles on the kang bed. There were also socks next to them. Lu Yiwei tiptoed to take a look. The instant noodles were stuffed with toilet paper. He then looked at the pornographic magazines on the pillow. He felt helpless and sympathetic.
Li Haidong was four years younger than him. At his age, there would be a row of children lying on the kang bed in the village. Because of his poor family and bad habits, he was a notorious gangster in the surrounding villages. Who would be willing to marry their daughter to him?
It was said that there was a girl who was willing to live with him, but when the girl's family came to take a look, they refused no matter what. Since then, Li Haidong had been single. Ever since he followed Lu Yiwei, under Lu Yiwei's guidance, Li Haidong slowly turned over a new leaf and walked on the right path. He built a house, and his living conditions improved. However, the girls around his age were already married, so he was still single.
Lu Yiwei only had one younger sister, so he treated Li Haidong as if he were his own younger brother. He always tried to make Li Haidong's life better so that he could raise his head in the village. No matter how bad his life was, at least he had to be an upright person. Lu Yiwei frowned and raised his hand to fan his nose. "When can you tidy up your house? Serves you right for being single for the rest of your life."
Li Haidong hadn't woken up yet. He quickly got under the covers and lit a cigarette. He laughed and said, "This is how I live without a wife. I can eat and sleep whenever I want. How comfortable it is to be alone."
Lu Yiwei remembered that Li Haidong had a good impression of the waitress, Shen Rong, at the holiday villa in Dongzhou City. It seemed that when he had time, he would go to the villa again. If the girl was willing, he could really bring the two of them together. Lu Yiwei tiptoed to the side of the kang and gently threw Li Haidong's underwear that was stained with white liquid into the kang with two fingers. After sitting down, he said, "Let me talk to you about something serious."
Seeing Lu Yiwei's serious expression, Li Haidong didn't dare to be negligent. He sat up dejectedly, wrapped himself in the quilt, and looked at Lu Yiwei. Li Haidong wasn't afraid of Lu Yiwei. This fearless man had never been afraid of anyone. Instead, he admired Lu Yiwei from the bottom of his heart. From the day Lu Yiwei pulled him down from the Mahjong table, Li Haidong had made up his mind to follow Lu Yiwei and do something big. In fact, his heart was very fragile. Don't be fooled by his usual carefree and joking attitude. In the end, no one really cared about him. And the appearance of Lu Yiwei had touched a sensitive nerve that had been sealed for a long time.
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