Chapter 41: with translation of chapter title

Ye Cheng shook his head, "Not in a hurry, wait a bit longer."

Now he only has 3300 yuan; if he spent it all on a motorcycle, Ye Cheng thinks it's not worth it.

Come to think of it, the money is just too little.

Although he has been reborn with a system, after all the time is still short, plus his foundation was too weak before.

Not having bought a motorcycle, Ye Cheng plans to still hitch a ride with Li Yong's car back, and can bring some things along the way.

Ye Cheng again took Xiao Hu to the appliance market, looked around, and bought a Little Swan washing machine, spending 1000 yuan.

He really dislikes doing laundry, so he might as well leave it to the washing machine.

At around 3 p. m., he finally waited for Li Yong's car, and gave the two of them and the washing machine a ride back.

Back in the village, Ye Cheng had Xiao Hu help position the washing machine properly, then he relaxed, sat down, lit a cigarette, and finally didn't have to wash by hand.

As a grown man, he doesn't need to worry about underwear and socks; just stuff them in, turn it on, OK! All good.

He hadn't even taken two puffs when Xiao Hu suddenly came running back in a fluster, face anxious, "Brother, something happened."

"What happened? Don't be so rushed, calm down. You've followed me this long, how can you not learn even a bit of my composure?" Ye Cheng showed no urgency, instead teasing Xiao Hu.

Usually Xiao Hu is indifferent, but today he slapped his thigh, speaking anxiously, "Brother, what time is it now, how can you still be joking? The Village Chief has sealed off the beach, saying we can't go there."

"Seal the beach? Is he crazy? Isn't he afraid the villagers will scold him?"

Ye Cheng looked astonished; although he knew it was aimed at him, if they really sealed the beach, surely many villagers would protest.

When it doesn't involve their interests, they don't care; but once it touches their personal stakes, these villagers are not to be trifled with.

"Not all of it, just our patch that's been sealed off." Xiao Hu said anxiously.

"What does that mean? Why only seal our piece?"

"I don't know either; I just wanted to go to the seaside to have a look, and saw a group of people there pulling a line, saying our area is off-limits."

Ye Cheng frowned, stood up, with such targeting, this is clearly meant to be forced, right?

"Pick up your tools and come with me to have a look." Ye Cheng said with a stern face.

If they really come bullying us head-on, Ye Cheng isn't someone to be provoked; he wouldn't say he'd back down, but a fight is necessary, otherwise he'd never hold his head up in the village again.

The two each carried a shovel, marching aggressively toward the beach; indeed there were many people on the beach, the Village Chief and Duan Yong among them, pointing and commenting.

Seeing them approach, Duan Yong quickly tugged the Village Chief; Chen Jinhai turned his head, saw the two holding shovels, snorted coldly, and came forward to meet them.

"You two little brats, thinking your shovel would scare me, thinking I, Chen Jinhai, am easily frightened?"

"Having been told about a shovel, he's seen guys come with knives before, but nobody dares to actually strike him; it's all just for show."

"Lao Er..." Chen Jinhai said unhurriedly, before he could finish.

Ye Cheng suddenly surged forward, wrapped his right arm around Chen Jinhai and tripped him, sending him crashing to the ground.

Poor Chen Jinhai hadn't even reacted when a gleaming shovel was held over his face.

"Lao Er, Lao Er, don't be impulsive, let's talk it out." Chen Jinhai, frightened, hurriedly begged for mercy.

Seeing the fight, Duan Yong and the others each grabbed something to rush in, but Xiao Hu's angry roar stopped them, and both sides started shouting insults at each other.

If Ye Cheng hadn't had the Village Chief in his hand, they'd have been wary of hurting each other; likely they'd have already started fighting.

"Uncle, if they come over, my hand might shake from fear, and I could accidentally drop it; you can't blame me then." Ye Cheng looked at Chen Jinhai with a calm expression, the shovel in his hand swaying slightly.

Chen Jinhai, who has dominated the village for decades, has truly never encountered someone as ruthless as Ye Cheng.

Ye Cheng's gaze was icy cold; he believed and was certain that if Duan Yong and the others rushed in, he would definitely strike, and the one to suffer would be himself.

"Don't come over, I just fell; Lao Er is helping me up." Chen Jinhai shouted loudly.

After he spoke, Duan Yong and the others also cursed and retreated.

Ye Cheng's mouth curled slightly; this old brat is still pretty sharp.

He grabbed Chen Jinhai, helped him up, deliberately patted the dust off him, and loudly said, "Uncle, you say you're this old, you should be careful; with that fall, if it weren't for me, you'd have broken your hands and feet."

"Uncle, you say, isn't that right?" Ye Cheng said, smiling at Chen Jinhai.

Chen Jinhai's mouth twitched; they say I, the Village Chief, am dark, but you kid are even darker.

So many people saw me fall, and now you want me to admit I fell,.

But after looking at the thing in Ye Cheng's hand, Chen Jinhai could only lower his head; this village rascal, when did he become so fierce? If you'd said earlier you were this fierce, I wouldn't have bothered provoking you.

"Ah, yes, Lao Er, thanks to you; otherwise this fall would have shattered my old bones. I'm fine now, you let Duan Yong and the others keep me company." Chen Jinhai said, then turned to walk back.

Ye Cheng wouldn't have it; he grabbed him, said with a calm face, "Don't rush, Uncle, I heard you want to seal off this beach—then how are we supposed to go gathering at the sea?"

"Ah, that, Lao Er, this isn't my decision to seal; it's the village committee's decision." Chen Jinhai hurriedly explained.

"Again the village committee—why does it care so much about me? It's making me a bit embarrassed."

Looking at Ye Cheng's ambiguous expression, Chen Jinhai gave a wry smile, "Lao Er, don't think wildly; I'm concerned about you—last night you weren't hit by a big wave here, nearly swept away, were you?"

"Who said that?" Ye Cheng asked, frowning; last night's incident should have been known only to him, Xiao Hu, and Zhang Guafu, and this morning Li Quezi only knew he had a forehead injury, not how it happened.

"Oh, it was Aunt Zhang who said it." Chen Jinhai said.

The "Aunt Zhang" in Chen Jinhai's mouth is Zhang Guafu; openly, nobody would directly call her a widow.

Ye Cheng narrowed his eyes; indeed it was Zhang Guafu who said it.

Seeing Ye Cheng silent, Chen Jinhai continued, "Lao Er, look, you're a young lad who almost got swept away; if it were a child, it'd be even more dangerous, so I say these days the weather is bad, we should temporarily seal off the area."

Ye Cheng gave a cold chuckle twice, "You're not sealing the beach, you're sealing my livelihood, right?"

Saying that, Ye Cheng added force with his hand, making Chen Jinhai's old bones ache from being hugged.