Walking all the way, we came to the area that needed help today.
It's to the north of the village.
There are many poor households in need of volunteer services, and working in pairs is too inefficient, so Zhang Rende assigns each person to a different villager's home.
Wu screamed and wanted to be with An Qian, but An Qian felt that it was more convenient to be alone, to escape, to make excuses, and to give false evidence.
Zhang Rende arranged for An Qian to stay with a villager who had few jobs as he said.
There is only one male villager living in this house. He is about forty years old, with a shriveled figure and sallow skin. He looks sick and lifeless.
When Zhang Rende brought An Qian in, the male villager was still lying on the earthen kang, sleeping under a quilt.
It's almost noon, and I don't even get up to cook.
Zhang Rende went to the kitchen and looked around. There was no dust in the kitchen, but there was not much food left.
He walked back and shouted to the male villager on the kang: "Brother Zhao Shan, you have no food at home, and you don't even know how to change it."
"Too lazy to move." The male villager named Zhao Shan remained motionless on the kang. "I don't have a wife at home to take care of me."
Zhang Rende frowned, looked at Zhao Shan who was slumped on the kang, and said with a wry smile: "If you were more diligent, how could you not find a wife?"
"Why should I be more diligent?" Zhao Shan shouted, "I'm tired from working in the fields every day. What's wrong with lying down when I go home?"
"Then no one in the village would like you." Zhang Rende advised, "You can't stay a bachelor until you grow old."
"It's not that they are all too snobbish. They just like to find people who are rich, powerful or good at talking. They look down on honest people like me." Zhao Shan said angrily, "They Snobs will be in trouble sooner or later!”
Seeing that Zhao Shan was in a mood, Zhang Rende didn't want to say more to intensify the conflict.
He turned to An Qian and asked in a low voice: "How about I change your house for you? Brother Zhao Shan may be sick today and is not in a good mood."
"It's okay, no need." Anxi waved her hand, "It's fine here."
Zhang Rende didn't expect An Qian to agree immediately, and was a little surprised, "Ah, okay... then if you have anything, just call me."
Anxi replied: "Okay."
Zhang Rende gave a few more instructions, walked out of Zhao Shan's room, and looked towards the room where the other members were.
Only Zhao Shan and An Qian are left in the house now.
Zhao Shan sat up half way after Zhang Rende left, leaning his back against the wall, tilting his head and looking lazily, looking at An Qian up and down.
His eyes couldn't be described as friendly, but clearly looked at him.
Anxi was surprisingly not angry, and asked in a quite calm mood: "Is there anything you need my help with?"
"Let's cook the food first." Zhao Shan requested without blushing, "It's already noon and I'm so hungry. I definitely need to eat. Why don't you have any eyesight?"
An Qian didn't say anything. She walked out of the house, walked around the yard, and then returned to the house and asked Zhao Shan, "I didn't see any corn stalks in the yard, so I can't make a fire."
"You are stupid." Zhao Shan scolded him mercilessly, "Can't you borrow some? Let me teach you everything. What are you here to do? Are you a volunteer or am I?"
Anxi showed a dull but serious expression and asked: "But I don't know where to borrow it."
Zhao Shan muttered: "What a fool." At the same time, he rolled his eyes and waved to An Qian: "Come here, I will tell you who you can borrow it from."
Anxi walked over obediently.
Zhao Shan stared at An Qian, looking at her legs, butt, and breasts.
An Qian walked to the bed and stopped, a little distance away from Zhao Shan. Zhao Shan rubbed forward without any concealment and was much closer to An Qian. He could touch her with a raised hand.
Zhao Shan did have that intention.
After a lot of effort, he was assigned a young female volunteer. She seemed to be obedient even though she was not very smart. It was hard for him not to take advantage of her.
Zhao Shan slowly stretched out his hand and said proudly: "Come closer so that you can't hear clearly. I'm just going to say it once. If I can't borrow the corn stalks, I'll complain to your captain!"
But unexpectedly, An Qian stretched out her hand faster than him and stopped at Zhao Shan's face.
Zhao Shan looked at the hands in front of him in confusion, "What are you going to do? You..."
But before he could finish speaking.
"Snapped!"
A solid slap slapped him on the face.
Zhao Shan's ears buzzed from the slap. It took him a while to react and shouted, "What are you doing!"
But what followed was a new slap hitting him hard and powerful on the face.
An Qian simply stopped pretending, opened her bow left and right, and finished fanning her left hand with her right hand.
She originally planned how to act in a play to get words from the villagers, but Zhang Rende assigned her to the home of an old bachelor who was playing a gangster.
In this way, she can put aside her conscience and become a little Yakuza with peace of mind, and use violence to make him surrender, which is simple and convenient.
And the most important reason why An Qian chose to stay was that even if Zhao Shan, an old bachelor, was beaten and violently interrogated, no one would help him.
If Anxi hits one of the villagers in a large family, his family will definitely not sit idly by and it will be troublesome to interrogate him.
"Pah! Pah!"
An Qian kept fanning until Zhao Shan's face was so swollen that he stopped only after pleading hard.
"Stop hitting... Oops... Stop hitting... I'm sorry, I'm sorry for you." Zhao Shan cried and begged for mercy.
"Okay." An Qian stopped, crossed her arms and stared at Zhao Shan and said, "Now you answer whatever I ask. If you can't answer, I will continue to beat you."
"You, you ask." Zhao Shan's lips were also swollen and it was difficult to speak.
An Qian crossed her arms and asked, "Do you know Wang Cuizhu?"
Hearing this name, Zhao Shan couldn't help but tremble: "I recognize you."
Seeing his reaction, Anxi asked, "Are you afraid of her?"
"Of course I'm scared." Zhao Shan replied, "Who doesn't know what their family will become after they die... They just make trouble in the village all day long, killing many villagers, and several volunteers also died. Fortunately God bless you."
Zhao Shan said this fluently, as if he had rehearsed it, but his body still couldn't stop shaking.
An Qian narrowed her eyes and looked at Zhao Shan suspiciously, then raised her hand high and threatened: "To be honest, don't force me to slap you again."
When Zhao Shan heard this, he retracted his head into the quilt in fear: "...I, I am telling the truth, don't fight! Don't fight, it's really all the truth."
An Qian naturally didn't believe it. While Zhao Shan was hiding under the quilt and couldn't see the outside, she secretly took out the correction fluid and dabbed it on his back.
[This object is immune to the effects of props due to special reasons]
What?
An Qian couldn't control her surprise when she heard the system prompt.
Are the villagers also part of his curse? How much scope does this copy cover? What happened in this village?
