Chapter Ninety-Nine: I Just Like Being Good
"This is what you call Uncle Shi?"
"Yes!"
"How is that possible?"
"But that's the way it is, it really can't be true."
"You don't really say a word about what you say."
The apple-faced girl standing on the riverbank looked at the gray cat who was disturbed by her dream and could only look elsewhere angrily, only smiled her eyes like a crescent moon, and shook her arm gently while holding Mu Yin's arm, "It's better to be my brother Mu Yin, never deceive people!" β
The arm between the two soft masses was pulled by the girl, and the left and right frictions were like the wind blowing wheat waves, and the ups and downs became a scenery by itself.
Jiang Li sighed, raised his head to look at the moon, and thought to himself that he had been talking well, but why the wind direction suddenly became crooked.
Mu Yin, who has been a little sullen since she woke up, patted the back of the girl's hand with her other hand, which was considered a response to the girl's words, but the smile on her face was a little far-fetched. He turned around and thanked Jiang Li sincerely, "Brother Jiang Li, thanks to you this time, otherwise ......"
Before the straight man finished speaking, his eyes were red and he swallowed.
"You're a real man, I admire you very much." Jiang Li watched the swarthy young man cry in front of him, and couldn't help but feel a burst of sympathy in his heart, and said softly, "You have never given up protecting your beloved woman. So don't feel sorry for anyone. β
"I've been watching you from afar." Jiang Li was silent for a moment, and said honestly, "If you really want to compromise in your heart, then I won't stand up to help you." β
"Well, of course it will." Jiang Li accidentally caught a glimpse of Meizi's resentful eyes on the side, and quickly corrected it very seriously.
Meizi snorted softly in her sharp nose, and the girl's glass heart shattered to the ground. In her naΓ―ve thoughts, those chivalrous men who have learned all their skills should not be able to help each other when they see injustice, why are they so awkward when they get to Jiang Li, and they can't even say a few bold words.
Cowering, not a man at all.
Jiang Li only didn't see it, turned his head to look at the river surface, at this moment the water level has risen a lot compared to before, and the shallows where he was originally going to live in the distance have been submerged by the water, but fortunately, this place is located on the high ground, and it seems that there is no risk of flooding for the time being.
"So, it's better to be Brother Muyin." Meizi wrinkled her nose, turned her head to look at Mu Yin beside her, and said with sincere emotion.
Mu Yin gently rubbed her head. After Jiang Li's explanation, and the comfort of his sweetheart, the depressed anger in his heart was finally relieved. He bowed his hand to Jiang Li, learned the etiquette of the Central Plains to express his gratitude, and then reminded him worriedly, "Brother Jiang, this Gan Haoyan is not easy to mess with, do you want to find a place to avoid the limelight?" β
The young man who looked at the water did not withdraw his gaze, and left the light of the campfire, and the river in the dark night was like an ink line that had not melted, thick and deep. The turbulent waves, gilded with a layer of silver moonlight, like silver boats, floated and rowed into the distance on the surface of the river swallowed by darkness.
Jiang Li's figure standing on the river embankment looked cold and lonely, but he never felt so, he just muttered with emotion, "I don't know if you will ask this sentence when you become like Lao Mu Jiang in the future?" β
Mu Yin only saw what Jiang Li said, but his voice was drowned in the rushing sound of the river, and he didn't even hear a word clearly. Just as he was about to ask, he heard a chaotic sound of footsteps after the sound, he turned around suddenly, only to see that it was Lao Mu Jiang who rushed over with a group of clansmen, and several people walking in the front row were holding knives in their hands, and the knife surface reflected a miserable white light in the moonlight. The young men in the back didn't have any decent weapons, they basically belonged to what they were holding, and they followed with straw forks and sticks.
"Grandpa, Gan Haoyan has already run away, you guys are ......" Mu Yin's words just came out, looking at the uneven weapons in the hands of the crowd, as if he suddenly understood something, he looked at Jiang Li anxiously, and then at Lao Mu Jiang, and said eagerly, "He saved Meizi, we can't ......"
Before Miss Meizi could recover from this sudden formation, and there was still an ignorant expression on her face, she was grabbed by Mu Yin and stopped in front of everyone. She looked up in surprise and muttered, "What's going on?" β
No one answered, and there was silence.
Only the torch in Lao Mu Jiang's hand occasionally crackled, and the tongue of fire burst out in the dark night, like a monster peeping into people's hearts in the abyss, reflecting everyone's face uncertain.
Jiang Li looked at the little couple who was standing between him and Lao Mu Jiang and the others, and suddenly laughed happily, he clapped his hands, and said with a relaxed face to Mu Yin and Meizi, who looked nervous, "What are you two nervous, don't you want to be crooked." I have a big deal to discuss with the old patriarch, it is a matter of confidentiality, and it is always right for the old patriarch to be careful. β
Mu Yin has been following the caravan since he was a child, and he is naturally not as easy to deceive as those three-year-old children who have never seen the world. It's just that at this time, seeing that Jiang Li spoke lightly, and he didn't look like a fake, he looked at Jiang Li with a suspicious face, hoping to see some clues from his face.
Lao Mu Jiang coughed dryly, the folds on his face were like knives carved on wood under the light of torches, and his strokes were vigorous and powerful, full of the vicissitudes of time. He looked at his grandson with some hesitation, and saw that he stood firmly in front of him without retreating, thinking that he was probably so bloody and upright at his age, and his face couldn't help but show a look of relief.
"Silly boy, you and Meizi go back to the house and wait first. Meizi is frightened today, you take her to rest in peace first. Lao Mu Jiang said in a low voice, "I have some things to discuss with this little brother, and Gan Haoyan's affairs must always be discussed, no, it is always a little inconvenient for you and Meizi to be here." β
This is true or false, Mu Yin hesitated a little when he heard it, and his original plan to live or die was finally a little loosened, and his eyes wandered between Lao Mu Jiang and Jiang Li.
Jiang Li spread his hands and signaled that Mu Yin could rest assured. Only then did I watch Mu Yin pull Meizi and turn around and leave.
Lacking the buffer of the middle ground, the atmosphere on the riverbank, which suddenly quieted down, was a little solemn.
Seeing that Lao Mu Jiang led a group of people around the riverbank, neither moving forward, but also had no intention of retreating, Jiang Li rubbed his eyes that were already a little sour, and said with a little embarrassment, "It's not a way to go on like this, do you want me to call two times to respond to the scene?" β
Lao Mu Jiang's face stiffened, and he shook his head vigorously, and a smile was squeezed out of the old bark-like face, and he didn't dare to dare to.
Jiang Li sighed, thinking about this endless, he was really a little distressed. Just looking at Lao Mu Jiang's imminent appearance, he was afraid that he couldn't drag it out any longer, so he took a few steps back, until he stood on the river embankment and couldn't retreat, and pointed to Lao Mu Jiang's feet and said urgently, "Don't, don't move, otherwise I'll jump into the river." Don't think I dare to jump! Hum! What did I do when I got up ruthlessly, you don't force me. β
Lao Mu Jiang hurriedly took back the foot that he was about to step out, thinking that the young man in front of him did not play cards according to the routine, and he was really helpless. He turned around and looked at it in amazement, only to find that everyone behind him was as strange and dazed as him, and several of them bit their lips vigorously, for fear that one of them would accidentally laugh out loud.
"Hey, young man, you ......" Lao Mu Jiang coughed twice, it was really hard to bear to watch such an exaggerated and untrue performance. He brought everyone here, naturally not because he was afraid of the misunderstanding of the Fire Spirit Gate, as Mu Yin imagined, but because he wanted to take revenge and send people to the Fire Spirit Gate to make amends.
Just kidding, the characters who can scare Gan Haoyan away can afford to provoke them.
Although Lao Mu Jiang is old, he does not have the slightest faintness that old people often have, and coupled with the calculating nature of businessmen, he will naturally not fall to the point of not being able to distinguish between interests and disadvantages. He led his clansmen to surround him with such fanfare, naturally he didn't want to embarrass Jiang Li, but wanted to send him to the door to be beaten.
When the time comes, if Gan Haoyan really settles accounts after returning to the autumn, he will always have an explanation.
It's not that I don't want to, it's that I don't have the ability. At that time, even if Gan Haoyan is unreasonable, he will not be able to use this to embarrass the clan.
The momentum brought Ding Zhuang from the clan over just to ask for a beating, this matter is a little embarrassing to think about, just to act a little more realistically, Lao Mu Jiang only picked a few close ones to tell the truth of the matter in advance.
So at this moment, seeing that a few teenagers in the back row were coaxed because of Jiang Li's concession, and a few guys who were not long-eyed waved the things in their hands and shouted, Lao Mu Jiang's face suddenly became a little ugly. It's just that those boys don't learn the official language authentically, and what they are speaking at the moment is Nanyi's local slang, although the words are extremely vulgar and unbearable, I don't expect the young people from the Central Plains to understand.
If these hairy boys provoked Jiang Li by mistake, it would be regarded as the same goal, and the old Mu Jiang who thought of it here did not think of stopping them, and even looked forward to a few sentences of Central Plains official words in those imposing scoldings.
Jiang Li looked at the young men jumping up and down with a smile, pointing at his nose and screaming, looking at it like that, he knew that it must not be a good word, he scratched his head a little painfully, and said honestly with a sad face, "Even if I understand, I won't beat you." β
"I've been a good person again, so naturally I'll have to do it to the end, otherwise what will my Muyin brothers think of me when I look back."