"You little bastard, ah, ah, ah! I'm going to kill you!"
He Jingwen was frantic, so angry she wanted to grab a guillotine and chop the thing in the little bastard's crotch into pieces! This was too much, framing and ruining people!
"Hehe"
As if able to read He Jingwen's mind, Long Gen abruptly turned his head and flashed a wide smile at her, revealing two rows of white teeth.
He Jingwen froze, standing blankly on the spot, wondering what bad thing the little bastard was plotting now, when her chest was suddenly grabbed. He Jingwen reflexively screamed, covered her chest with both hands, and stumbled backward!
"Ah!"
He Wenfeng was startled by the scream, turning his head to look. Long Gen was still talking, his lips moving rapidly.
"Jingwen, what's wrong? Did you see something scary? Sigh, what am I going to say about you? You're in your twenties, why don't you have more sense, making a fuss over nothing, look how you scared Uncle! It's just a mouse, what's there to be afraid of? What will you do when you see snakes or cockroaches in the countryside?"
Gently patting He Jingwen's shoulder, Long Gen suddenly became serious and gentle. Those deep eyes, that clean face, paired with a warm smile—he looked exactly like a male god reborn!
However, at this moment, He Jingwen truly had the urge to kill this little bastard!
Bullying, this was too much bullying! A classic case of getting an advantage and acting innocent. Framing her was one thing, since her dad wouldn't hold it against her anyway. But he touched her boobs and still called her insensible? And he deliberately put on this patient, guiding expression. How could this little bastard be so shameless!
"Bastard!" He Jingwen gritted her teeth so hard they clicked, forcing a smile that was uglier than crying.
Long Gen silently took a half-step back. Women are dangerous creatures. They look like they're smiling radiantly like a mother, but the moment you turn around, who knows if they'll hit you on the head or flick your little cock.
The most venomous thing in the world is a woman's heart. You can't guess a woman's mind, nor can you match her ruthlessness. If I can't afford to provoke you, can't I hide?
"Hahaha, it's fine, it's fine. Mice, they're everywhere. You'll get used to it gradually." He Wenfeng smiled, but his eyes intentionally or unintentionally glanced at Long Gen beside him, secretly nodding.
At first glance, this kid doesn't look like much, similar to Li Liang, with a glib tongue. But thinking about it carefully, this kid is extraordinary!
His daughter had a straightforward personality since childhood, not understanding the art of compromise. One is one, two is two. Moreover, since his wife passed away, his daughter's personality had become even more aloof. She wouldn't even look an average person in the eye. There aren't many men who can conquer his daughter, because she is too strong, too outstanding!
Most men standing next to her would feel inferior, let alone handle her submissively. Dreaming, right? Even he, as her father, didn't have that ability!
The reason He Wenfeng was certain Long Gen could handle his daughter was simple. He Wenfeng knew that since childhood, his daughter wasn't afraid of mice. If they weren't caught by her, fine, but once caught, they were mostly played to death! A tomboy afraid of a mouse? Are you bragging?
Then it could only be Long Gen playing tricks!
He Wenfeng nodded, beginning to scrutinize Long Gen seriously. He really had to take a good look and see what kind of man could handle his daughter! He couldn't help but feel some anticipation in his heart.
"Jingwen lost her mother when she was young. Having such a good man taking good care of her isn't bad. Hehe, fighting is intimacy, scolding is love. Hehe, interesting." He Wenfeng might be old, but his heart wasn't. After just a few interactions, he figured out a few things.
At least, when the two of them are together, his daughter couldn't subdue this man! However, He Wenfeng could never have imagined that what subdued his daughter was the bird gun in Long Gen's crotch!
If he knew, he would probably vomit blood in anger.
"Hehe, take a break, catch your breath. The food will be ready soon." He Wenfeng smiled, pressing Long Gen down onto the sofa, his eyes crinkling.
Long Gen exchanged a few pleasantries, holding his cup and sitting to the side. As He Wenfeng was walking towards the kitchen, Long Gen spoke again.
"Jingwen, you're not getting any younger. Even though your cooking is terrible, since you're back at your parents' house, could you be a bit more diligent and learn more from Uncle? If your skills aren't good, you can learn and practice. Look at you, a grown woman, why are you getting lazier and lazier!"
Smack, smack.
Patting his forehead, Long Gen had a look of deep regret, "It's all my fault, I've spoiled you too much normally... spoiled you rotten..."
"You little bastard! I'm going to kill you!"
A roar erupted in her heart. Biting her silver teeth with a crackle, her face and neck flushed red. Her watery eyes glared wide like cowbells, wishing she could slice the little bastard into a thousand pieces!
Too detestable, too detestable! He actually dared to scold her! Didn't he know she was the township chief of Liuhe Township? Using a few casual tactics could ruin him, yet he dared to scold her, to bully her!
"Little bastard, just you wait. I'm going to snap your little cock tonight!" Clenching her fists, He Jingwen wanted nothing more than to rush up and give him two punches.
That ugly face looked awful no matter how you looked at it, yet he deliberately put on a smiling expression. Did he eat dog shit to be so happy?
Long Gen pretended not to see, crossed his legs, held his teacup, took two sips, and let his eyes wander around the room.
The furniture was all solid wood, dark red, sandalwood. A faint fragrance wafted out. The four walls hung with maps, calligraphy, and paintings. Just looking at this decoration, one could tell He Wenfeng was a man of cultivation, at least not too tacky!
Unlike certain tuhao (nouveau riche) in the city. When choosing decoration materials, they wouldn't choose good quality or practicality; they only chose the expensive ones! With nothing better to do, they'd lay a few gold bricks in their living room, showing off like idiots. What's so great about having a little money, acting like a moron?
"Hmm, the future father-in-law is not bad. Looking at this setup, maybe he really can be of great help!" Long Gen also calculated in his heart.
As the old saying goes: "Looking at a leopard through a bamboo tube, you can see one spot." (Meaning: You can infer the whole from a part).
Although the interaction was brief, judging from his demeanor, speech, and so on, he could see quite a bit.
For example, when Chen Tianming used to be the village party secretary, sticking his belly out, hands behind his back, his two legs looking like they couldn't close, splayed outward, as if he was more uncomfortable than a woman losing her virginity. A half-smoked cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth, puffing out thick smoke smack, smack, making anyone who looked at him feel sick. Now look at He Wenfeng.
Although he was older and of average build, slightly plump past middle age, that aura, that faint smile, looked comfortable right away.
No posturing, no pretense, solid!
"Here it comes, the food is ready..." At this moment, He Wenfeng carried out a pot of chicken stewed with mushrooms, saying with a smile.
Long Gen sniffed the air and praised, "Mmm, smells so good. Uncle has great skills. With this level of skill, opening a restaurant outside would be no problem at all."
"Hehe, stop flattering me. It's just edible. Here, Jingwen, you eat too. These are all your favorite dishes."
He Jingwen nodded and smelled it; it was indeed very fragrant. At first glance, a layer of oil floated on the bowl's surface, but the soup was incredibly delicious, neither salty nor greasy. One bite, and it was soft and smooth, like tofu pudding.
After dinner, He Jingwen displayed her potential as a good wife and loving mother. Not wanting her dad to get tired, she volunteered for the heavy duty of washing the dishes. Long Gen wanted to go help, but was pulled back by He Wenfeng.
"Long Gen, right? Good name!" Looking at his future son-in-law, He Wenfeng felt happier the more he looked. The young man looked very proper. Under his thick eyebrows were two bright eyes, spirited and looking straight ahead. His nose was high and straight, his face looking as if chiseled with a knife, revealing a hint of hardness!
As the ancient saying goes: "Appearance is born from the heart!" The young man looked proper, so he presumably wouldn't be someone with a crooked mind. Looking closely, He Wenfeng felt even more satisfied.
Compared to Long Gen, that bastard Li Liang was just scrap material from a recycling station. What use was he?
"Long Gen, what do you do for a living?" He Wenfeng was an upright person and didn't like beating around the bush. Especially when it came to his daughter's lifelong happiness, he couldn't be careless! Everything had to be spoken clearly. If it works, it works; if not, he wouldn't compromise even half a step!
He only had one daughter. Could he watch her get hurt again and again?
"The trial begins so soon? Hmm, what should I say?" Long Gen felt a bit troubled. He couldn't just say he used to be an idiot, now he wasn't, and he was planning to raise turtles in his free time, having a dream called 'Number One Villa Under Heaven'. That would be too abrupt and unreliable.
However, Long Gen was Long Gen. Weaving lies was his specialty; how could he be tripped up by He Wenfeng?
"Me? Recently, I've been researching a few urban-rural integration projects, planning to launch them in Liuhe Township, which is the area under Jingwen's jurisdiction! Sigh!"
Long Gen suddenly sighed, his tone taking a turn, causing He Wenfeng to frown.
"That day, I was inspecting projects in the mountains, and unexpectedly, I ran into Jingwen. She looked listless, her face covered in tears, and wouldn't listen no matter what I called out. She was holding two bottles of Erguotou, reeking of alcohol. I was stunned at the time. I thought to myself, in this desolate wilderness, if a wild boar or a hungry wolf suddenly appeared, wouldn't Jingwen be in deep trouble?"
He Wenfeng's expression relaxed, but he broke into a cold sweat.
Nothing is more lamentable than a dead heart. Your loved one fools around behind your back and even gets someone pregnant; how could you not be heartbroken? And the stronger a person is, the more fragile they become when heartbroken, the more likely they are to think of extremes! He was terrified his daughter would do something foolish!
"Later, I followed her. Jingwen was drinking while walking. Oh my, I was so anxious, but I couldn't hold her back!" Long Gen spoke with profound emotion, like a storyteller, his words flowing like a river, dancing around like a shaman, spit flying everywhere! "Finally, Jingwen collapsed to the ground with a bang, dead drunk."
"With no other choice, I had to take Jingwen home. She rested at my place for two days..."
"Wait, you didn't do anything to Jingwen that night, did you?" He Wenfeng interrupted Long Gen, suddenly looking towards Long Gen's crotch.
In movie plots, it almost always happens this way. The female lead is dead drunk, then follows how they lose control, a chaotic mess of thrashing, and bam, this person is yours.
"Uncle, what are you thinking? Am I the kind of person who takes advantage of others in a precarious situation?" Long Gen darkened his face, somewhat angry.
He Wenfeng felt even stranger. He waved at Long Gen, looking mysterious.
"What is it?" Long Gen asked quietly.
"Take off your pants, let me have a look." He Wenfeng said seriously, "My daughter is so beautiful, I don't believe you could control yourself. Could it be that your thing is a soft noodle?"
Oh my god!
Smack! Long Gen slapped his forehead, almost falling over. The old father-in-law is quite perverted, huh? At first glance, ah, a gentleman. Why did the story change as soon as he turned his head?
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