Chapter 347: The Soft-Waisted Educated Youth Is Spoiled Rotten by His Boyfriend 10

Liu Dazhuang lived up to his name—tall and sturdy, his muscles more exaggerated than Jin Chen's, and he immediately scared the child into wailing.

Uncle Sun immediately lost his composure, slapping his thigh as he wanted to rush over to stop him, but saw Liu Dazhuang lifting his grandson by the back of the collar without making any harmful move.

"What exactly do you want to do! Don't take it out on the child! Even if I'm an old bone, I won't let you behave so despicably!"

He shielded his grandson in his arms, this time truly furious, roaring at Jin Chen until his face reddened and neck thickened.

"What's the rush? Weren't you just so capable a moment ago?"

Jin Chen gave a light chuckle, noticing that Mo Zhinan behind him had completely calmed down, and glanced over sideways.

Their eyes met; Mo Zhinan was the first to look away and lower his head, then, seeming to rely on him, he slipped behind him again, clutching the corner of Jin Chen's shirt with his fingertips.

Perhaps pleased by that gesture, the hostility in Jin Chen's brow eased considerably.

When facing the child, he wasn't as frightening.

"Little one, are you hungry now?"

The child didn't understand what had happened, timidly hiding in his grandfather's arms, but still shook his head.

"So you ate pretty well this morning?" Jin Chen forced a smile. "How about having that again for lunch?"

The child nodded again, instantly breaking into a grin: "Big Brother Jin! Do you also have eggs to eat? Grandpa never lets me have any!"

"What are you saying!" Uncle Sun immediately clapped a hand over his mouth, finally understanding what Jin Chen intended to do.

We're all from the same village—how did he end up with such ulterior motives!

Jin Chen let out a sigh, "Now everyone understands, right? Those eggs were meant for them to eat themselves."

"I just don't know who ordered them to toss the eggshells from outside the courtyard in, the sole purpose being to frame an educated youth."

The aunt who had just spoken up continued: "Yeah, Old Sun, the village has held meeting after meeting saying we should treat the city-educated youths better—how could you still frame them?"

Although others initially suspected Mo Zhinan of stealing, they weren't happy being used as pawns and all demanded that Old Sun give an explanation.

Seeing Jin Chen turn the situation around with just a few short sentences, the trio of little brothers couldn't help but admire him even more.

Xu Xiaoliu even had a vague feeling that following Jin Chen would surely let him make a name for himself!

Uncle Sun panicked completely, furtively glancing at Zhang Zhishuai, who immediately averted his gaze and made a rubbing motion with his thumb and forefinger.

Since he took money to do the job, there's no way he'd give him up.

Uncle Sun understood his meaning, could only grit his teeth, and his tone turned fierce again.

"I just don't like him! A big young man acting all girly all day! He doesn't do any work, just hangs around Fengshu Village with his educated youth slot!"

Those words sounded like his own inner thoughts.

Jin Chen nodded, licked his back teeth, the anger in his heart building up, and tilted his head to signal Xu Xiaoliu to take the child away.

Xu Xiaoliu immediately understood, without a word he scooped up the child, covered his ears, and walked outside.

"Come on, come on, Sixth Brother will take you to eat eggs!"

He had just taken a few steps when Jin Chen moved his arm, released the hand holding Mo Zhinan, and threw a punch.

"Jin Chen! What the hell are you doing! Are you looking to die!"

Uncle Sun, however, was someone with a bit of prestige in the village, and his age placed him there; many people avoided him because of his brutal, rude temperament, which over time gave him the illusion that he was quite formidable.

He already felt humiliated today, and being punched by Jin Chen like that made him feel provoked; he just wanted to strike back but got punched again.

Just as he hadn't given Mo Zhinan a chance to explain earlier, Jin Chen didn't give him a chance to retaliate; the few villagers nearby who wanted to help were driven back by Liu Dazhuang and Lv Erding each wielding a thick stick.

"Oh dear, Jin Family kid! Stop hitting! Hit any more and someone could die!"

Uncle Sun, being elderly, and the villagers who couldn't bear to watch, even if they didn't dare step forward to help, still shouted objections repeatedly.

Jin Chen himself, of course, knew his limits and wouldn't deliver a killing blow.

He struck where the pain was most obvious, yet caused no external injury, so even though Uncle Sun was wailing like a ghost and howling like a wolf, there wasn't a single visible wound on him.

But upon hearing the words "could cause death," Mo Zhinan seemed to recall something; his expression shifted abruptly, he jerked his head up to stare at Jin Chen, gradually overlapping with a scene from his memory, and his heart suddenly began to ache relentlessly.

Mo Zhinan stepped forward two paces, slowly and firmly, and grabbed the back of Jin Chen's shirt.

Jin Chen's motion halted instantly, and he turned his head to look.

He gave a slight shake of his head, stopping Jin Chen from continuing: "It could cause death..."

Although his voice was soft, it was clearly transmitted to Jin Chen's ears; he immediately released Uncle Sun's collar, slammed him to the ground, and then grabbed Mo Zhinan's arm with his other hand.

"Then we won't hit."

Jin Chen didn't even catch his breath, his face didn't flush, his heart didn't race—he looked nothing like someone who had just finished a fight.

He patted Mo Zhinan's back, "Don't be afraid, he won't die."

Only then did Mo Zhinan relax, looking at the half-dead Uncle Sun who couldn't even crawl up, then his gaze shifted to Zhang Zhishuai, who seemed to want to slip away unnoticed.

"It's Zhang Zhishuai." He whispered to Jin Chen, "I heard this morning."

"I know, it'll be his turn later."

Jin Chen bumped Liu Dazhuang's shoulder, signaling him to intercept Zhang Zhishuai.

Liu Dazhuang still remembered yesterday's failed job after taking the money, and immediately locked eyes with Lv Erding; the two headed toward Zhang Zhishuai.

Zhang Zhishuai stood no chance against the two; before he could react, each took one of his shoulders and escorted him out of the courtyard.

"What are you doing!"

"Don't rush, Educated Youth Zhang, we two have something to ask you." Lv Erding gave a hehe laugh, leading him toward the rear mountain path where no one lived, very secluded.

The villagers helped the groaning Uncle Sun up from the ground, puzzled: "Old Sun, you're not injured anywhere, which shows Jin Chen didn't strike hard—why are you wailing?"

"What! Impossible! I don't believe it!"

Uncle Sun immediately pulled off his undershirt; his abdomen was the most painful spot, yet not a single bit of skin was broken—his thighs, shoulders, and arms were completely unharmed, but the pain was undeniably real.

He felt it uncanny, just about to unleash a torrent of curses, when Jin Chen's gaze frightened him.

【Time-limited task: Spend 20 yuan in cash within 2 hours.】

Jin Chen: "……"

【Do you think now is the time to spend money?】

【I don't know, Host, the permission here comes from the God-rich System, maybe it thinks you should use money to smash Uncle Sun to death.】

【Who can be smashed to death with 20 bucks……】