Chapter 772: The Little Fatty Cried

The neighbors took the cigarettes, lit them, and took a beautiful puff. The Yuan family's nephew was generous; he was actually distributing Zhonghua cigarettes.

When they got to the courtyard, they couldn't just give one cigarette per person to the neighbors who were helping; it had to be one pack per person.

Everyone declined, thinking that they were all neighbors and had good relationships, so why would they need cigarettes for helping out?

Zhou Andong's big uncle, Yuan Hongdang, waved his hand: "Tear open the cigarettes, put them in a plate, and place them on the windowsill outside. Whoever wants to smoke can take them themselves."

At this time, Old Four ran out of the house, followed by a string of kids, each holding glass marbles in their hands.

Zhou Andong saw them and walked over, saying with a smile: "Playing marbles? Add me in."

Yuan Hai's son was named Yuan Haoyu; he was the oldest of the younger generation, already twelve years old, chubby, with small eyes. Looking at Zhou Andong, his eyeballs rolled around—one look and you could tell this kid was full of tricks.

"Do you know how to play?"

Zhou Andong shook his head: "I can learn!"

The chubby little kid's eyeballs rolled again. He first secretly looked at his father, then whispered.

"I can lend you a glass marble. If I lose, I'll give you a glass marble; if you lose, you buy me an ice pop."

Zhou Andong smiled at this little devil: "Ice pops aren't tasty. If I lose, I'll buy you iced black tea to drink."

The little fatty's eyes lit up, and he stretched out his little finger: "Pinky swear!"

"Okay!" Zhou Andong pinky swore with the little fatty. "Pinky swear, one hundred years, never change."

The little fatty laughed so hard his eyes couldn't be seen. The Yuan family didn't have such small eyes, and his mother's eyes weren't small either; he really didn't know why this kid's eyes hadn't grown open.

The big fat pig weighing over three hundred jin had its four hooves tied and was carried out of the pigsty. Big Aunt-in-law Bai Huijie held a large basin and stood by, ready to catch the pig blood.

That man took a sharp knife from a leather pouch hanging on the pigsty wall, took the large basin, had people hold down the fat pig, and then stabbed the pig's neck with one knife.

Fresh blood shot out and flowed into the basin. As the blood flowed less and less, the pig's shrill screams grew weaker, its struggling strength grew smaller, and finally, it stopped moving completely.

The middle-aged man handed the basin of pig blood to Bai Huijie: "Is the hot water ready?"

Bai Huijie said: "The water will be ready soon."

Yuan Hai, Yuan Tao, and Chen Yuan each carried a bucket of boiling water out. The middle-aged man said.

"Use a water scoop to pour it on the pig."

After the three of them poured the boiling water, the man started to remove the pig's hair.

At this time, the third uncle, Yuan Hongjun, drove the cart back, carrying three large iron pots, three stoves made from oil drums, as well as tables, stools, bowls, and chopsticks.

When Yuan Hongjun saw Zhou Andong lying on the ground playing marbles without any dignity, he couldn't help but laugh out loud.

In the hearts of elders like Yuan Hongjun, Zhou Andong was a college student; he must have loved studying when he was a child, so how could he possibly play marbles?

Zhou Andong looked up, saw his third uncle watching him and laughing, and also chuckled.

The little fatty pouted, looking at Zhou Andong with teary eyes, cursing in his heart: You big liar, you lied to me saying you didn't know how to play, and you won so many of my marbles.

At this time, Jian Qiu also ran out to watch the excitement. Seeing Zhou Andong lying on the ground with his butt in the air, she walked over and watched curiously.

She saw Zhou Andong flick his thumb, and the glass marble in his hand flew out, hitting another glass marble not far away with a "pop."

"Hahaha..."

Zhou Andong laughed happily and picked up the glass marble: "I won another one."

Old Four and the other little guys clapped their hands.

"Wah!"

The little fatty burst into tears. Jian Qiu didn't understand at first, but seeing Zhou Andong pull a large handful of glass marbles from his pocket, she was amused to the point of anger.

"Are you okay? A grown man bullying a child."

Zhou Andong stiffened his neck: "He is a child, but in my uncle's eyes, I am still a child."

Jian Qiu was so angry she hit Zhou Andong: "Hurry up, stop talking nonsense, return the glass marbles to the child; you have no dignity at all."

"No!" Zhou Andong ran away, "I won them with my strength, why should I return them to him? If you bet, you have to accept the loss."

The neighbors in the courtyard saw Zhou Andong acting like a child and all revealed kind laughter.

This big billionaire had no airs at all; if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe it if anyone told them.

The little fatty cried even louder, and Jian Qiu was so angry she gritted her teeth.

Shen Qing was picking beans in the house and heard her son's crying in the courtyard, but didn't pay attention.

In the countryside, a little boy bumping or hitting himself wasn't a big deal; cry a few times, pat the dirt off his body, and go back to doing whatever he was doing.

But when she heard Zhou Andong's words and knew why her son was crying, she asked, amused and annoyed.

"Big Aunt, what was Dongzi like when he was a child?"

Yuan Liying said with a smile: "What could he be like? Look, he's already twenty-seven or twenty-eight, and he's still bullying his nephew. You tell me, what could he be like when he was a child?"

Yuan Liying's words immediately caused a roar of laughter from everyone.

In the courtyard, Jian Qiu watched Zhou Andong squatting beside the man slaughtering the pig, pointing and saying something, and shook her head helplessly—this childish ghost.

Then she squatted down, hugged the little fatty, and whispered in his ear: "Don't cry, Big Aunt will take you to eat something delicious."

The crying stopped abruptly. The little fatty still had tears hanging from the corners of his eyes and asked with a sob: "Really?"

"Really!" Jian Qiu stood up, held the little fatty's hand, and then greeted the other little ones: "Let's go, follow Big Aunt to eat something delicious."

"Let's go!" Old Four held her head high: "Follow Aunt to eat something delicious."

The gifts in the car hadn't been moved down yet. Jian Qiu took a bunch of little ones out of the courtyard and then got into the van.

These little ones saw so many delicious things in the car, things they had never seen before, and their eyes widened.

Before Jian Qiu could speak, Old Four waved her little hand: "Eat, take whatever you want to eat."

The children seemed to have entered a fairy tale world; the car was full of food, and they all pounced on it.

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The sharp-mouthed, monkey-cheeked guy rode his motorcycle to the town's mine and found Liang Zhen.

"Brother Zhen, that Zhou Andong has come."

Liang Zhen was leading people to inspect the mine. Hearing the sharp-mouthed guy's words, his foot slipped in excitement, and he almost fell.

"When did he come?"

The sharp-mouthed guy said: "After one o'clock in the afternoon, but by the time I knew, it was almost three o'clock."

Liang Zhen didn't say anything else, ran back quickly, rode his motorcycle, and returned to the town.

"Town Mayor, Zhou Andong has come."

Yuan Hongbiao stood up abruptly, a look of joy appearing on his face: "When did he arrive?"

Liang Zhen picked up his tea mug and gulped down several mouthfuls of cold water.

"At noon!"

Yuan Hongbiao walked out: "Let's go, let's go meet the famous Zhou Andong." ===== CHAPTER 773 =====