The Sang brothers' houses were right next to each other. Zhang Zhuyang's expression was a little ugly as he approached the door.
Li He asked, "What's wrong? Let's go. "
Zhang Zhuyang said awkwardly, "These two brothers are scabs, and they're the same. I get goosebumps just by looking at them. If they really can't do it, I'll admit defeat and report to the village next time. The village will think of something."
Li He smiled and said, "Don't, I'm here. They won't dare to do anything."
Although he was not a hegemon in Li Village, there were not many people who dared to disobey him.
Zhang Zhuyang could only follow him dubiously. He was really afraid of the Sang brothers, not because of anything else, but because there were not many people who were as reckless as the Sang brothers.
"Bozi, are you at home?" Li He first went to the house of Old Madam Sang's eldest son, Sang Yongbo. Although it was also a mud house, it was very clean, which was rare in the countryside. Apart from the towel gourd vines, there were pots of flowers, roses, peonies, roses. This was unique in Li Village. Even he, the second son of the Li family, did not do this at home.
As for other countryside families, earning money and eating were their top priority. Apart from the more generous ones, few people were so particular about it. Chickens and ducks were everywhere, and there was a big pile of chicken droppings inside and outside the house. It was not unusual to see it on the cooking stove.
It was easy to clean the house. After all, it was muddy ground, so a shovel was enough. Thus, it was rare to see a village house like Sang Yongbo's, which was flat inside and outside the house.
"Ah, Erhe, come in, come in." Sang Yongbo, who was repairing the front of the hand-held cart at the door, was surprised to see Li He. Usually, when the two brothers saw Li He, it was already good enough that Li He would nod at them. Why would he come to visit them personally?
He casually wiped the grease in his hand on the wheat straw and hurriedly handed over a cigarette, feeling a little flattered.
"It's fine. This is my classmate. He's free, so I accompanied him out for a walk." Li He glanced at the hand-held cart. "You're quite skilled at fixing these things."
"It's just changing the nozzle of the fuel pump. It's very simple." Sang Yanyang was very happy to be praised by Li He, but he was still modest. Then, he pointed to the back of the house and said to Zhang Zhuyang, "The electric meter is there. I'll go get you the money."
He went straight back into the house.
"Okay." Zhang Zhuyang was stunned. He felt like he was dreaming!
Since when did the eldest of the Sang clan become so easy to talk to?
It was simply unbelievable!
You still want to give him money?
Not to get a shovel?
Not to let the dog out?
"Hurry up, we're still waiting for the next one," Li He urged.
"Hey." Zhang Zhuyang hurriedly picked up his toolbag and ran behind the Sang Estate's wall.
Even after he finished reading the electricity meter and personally received the money from the Sang clan's eldest son, he still felt like he was in a dream!
"Count it. I'll calculate all the fees before the New Year together with you. In the future, I'll pay you once a month, so that I won't remember too many accounts." Sang Yongyang spoke very generously. He was very happy to receive an invitation from Li He to dinner!
Li Village was also a small society, and even society was divided into different levels. The two brothers' lives were not much worse than anyone else's, but they could not enter the "small circle" led by the Li brothers, Liu Chuanqi, Fatty Chen, and the others.
Being able to attend the Li family's dinner meant that the Sang family's status in Li Village had risen.
"Then I'll take the money." If it were not for the fact that it was broad daylight, Zhang Zhuyang would have suspected that he had entered the wrong house.
He knew the Sang clan's eldest son all too well. He had never been so easy to talk to!
"Alright, don't be late." Before leaving, Li He did not forget to tell them about the dinner. He saw Sang Yongbo's wife, Qi Chuanxiu, standing beside him, and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, come with us tonight. If Brother Bo drinks too much, he won't be able to make it home."
He actually did not have a bad impression of the Sang brothers. The only reason he disliked them was because of what had happened with Hunchback Wu.
"If you can make me drink too much, then you're quite capable." Sang Yongbo laughed heartily. This meant that his relationship with the Li family had taken another step forward.
"Yes, I'll go over first. Your grandmother is getting old, so I'll go help her out." Qi Chuanxiu was also a good person.
"Thank you, sister-in-law."
Li He smiled and replied with a few words. He was about to take Zhang Zhuyang to Sang Yongyang's house. Sang Yongbo did not even have time to wash his hands. He took the initiative to bring Zhang Zhuyang along, mainly because he was afraid that his younger brother would not know what was going on.
In fact, he had underestimated his brother's intelligence. Sang Yongyang did not hesitate at all. He quickly dismantled the illegally connected wires and paid the electricity bill.
The few families that came were just as Li He had said. They all gave him face. When they went to Li Zhaohui's house, Li Zhaohui was not at home. His auntie, who had never given him a good look, still paid the electricity bill with a gloomy face. In the end, she even took a bag of dried carrots and went to help the old lady cook.
"See, it's not a big deal." Li He felt quite accomplished. His position as the boss of the Li Village had been established.
"Yeah, if it wasn't for you, it really wouldn't have been possible." Zhang Zhuyang sighed with sincerity.
"Let's go." Li He confidently brought him to the last house.
This house was not far from Li Fucheng's house. It was also slightly above the village. He Laoxi's nephew, He Manjun, who was also He Zhaodi's cousin.
Before the two of them entered the house, they heard a commotion. The man's cursing and the woman's crying were especially loud. Because they lived in a remote area, there was not even a single person who came to watch.
"You stinking bitch! I'll beat you to death today! "The man's cursing came one after another.
"Come on! Beat me to death if you have the guts! If you can't beat me to death, you, He Manjun, will be my grandson! "Although the woman was crying, her voice did not show any weakness.
"Why don't we come again next time?" Zhang Zhuyang pulled on Li He's sleeve. He was having a headache with He Manjun's family!
Other families did not want to pay because they were unwilling to pay, but not only did the He family not want to pay, they also did not have the money! Other than getting drunk and beating his wife, this He Manjun did not have any other decent skills!
Every penny he had was wasted. He was not a man who lived his life.
Li He shook his head and went straight into the house. He saw He Manjun holding a thick rolling pin. He was about to say something to persuade him, but suddenly, the rolling pin was going to hit the woman's face.
In the blink of an eye, Li He kicked He Manjun's waist, and He Manjun fell to the ground. He did not even have time to grab the rolling pin.
"Are you f * cking crazy?"
He smelled a strong smell of cheap alcohol in the house.
Although He Manjun was drunk, he still had some strength. He flipped over and picked up a chair. "F * ck you! It's none of your business! "
"Motherf * cker, I gave you face, but you don't want it." Li He had already caught it, and with a push, he fell to the ground again.
He Manjun still wanted to get up, but Li He's left foot pressed on his neck.
"Slut, bitch, whore, where did you find this wild man again?" He Manjun's mouth was full of vulgarities.
"Erhe, move away." His wife, Chu Xiuhong, picked up the rolling pin on the ground and smashed it. She was angry and anxious. "Who asked you to talk nonsense? Who asked you to slap him?"
"Ah …" He Manjun screamed. "Stop hitting me, stop hitting me …"
The pain sobered him up.
"Don't let anything happen. Alright, alright." Li He quickly pulled Chu Xiuhong away. "He's drunk."
Although he was angry, he could not be too serious with a drunkard. There would always be one or two bad people like this in this day and age.
"Second Brother Li, I know you're rich, but I won't give in to others." He Manjun was still cursing as he got up.
Chu Hongxiu pointed at his nose and said, "Look at yourself. What kind of sh * t are you?"
Li He said angrily, "What's the point of drinking every day? If a man has the ability, go out and use it. What's the point of staying at home and messing with your wife every day? Do you have nothing better to do?"
His arrogance in front of Zhang Zhuyang was gone.
The He Family wasn't considered a big family in the local area. The He Laoxi brothers didn't have many men, but they were both disappointing.
Li He finally understood that if He Manjun was just a little bit better, He Zhaodi would not have ignored him. At the very least, she would have made arrangements for him. But from the looks of it, this person was really useless.
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