Chapter 798: Disaster comes from the mouth

"My family is rich now, we don't lack money. Although my family is poor, we can afford this, and besides, you don't have to come every day."

Wang Fugui's attitude was firm. Wan Ping'an had no choice but to accept the red bills and said: "Since that's the case, I'll respectfully obey. You come on time tomorrow morning, you must remember."

"Fine, no problem!"

The first time he came to Wang Fugui's house, Wan Ping'an didn't feel anything. After all, Wang Fugui still had quite a bit of prestige in the village. Both men and women liked to play behind Wang Fugui's butt, and Wang Fugui was easygoing, had a bold personality, and got along well with everyone.

But just as Wan Ping'an returned to his own house and hadn't even caught his breath, he saw a group of young people gathered under his wall corner discussing something.

Wan Ping'an was suspicious when he saw this. Could it be that his house had been robbed?

"Hey, what are you guys doing?" Wan Ping'an stood in front of this group of people and shouted in a deep voice.

Those few young people didn't seem to hear that Wan Ping'an had returned and continued talking there~,

"Yo, kid, you've got guts, aren't you talking nonsense? That First Elder is doing very well now, Li Mei likes him, and Fugui even asked him to go to his house," a young man said with a squint and sarcasm.

"What do you mean? You don't believe it? If you don't believe it, just wait and see. The wine that the First Elder Wan Ping'an brought back that night, the Second Elder Liu Haizhong drank it all, leaving only a little bit. I guess he couldn't bear to drink it himself," the young man continued to provoke.

"Hey hey hey, do you think the First Elder Wan Ping'an knows about this?"

"Who knows? If he knew..."

A few people were talking when their shoulders were patted. They turned their heads and saw Wan Ping'an looking at them.

"You little brats, what are you doing in the corner of my courtyard? I just heard you talking about my wine, what's wrong with my wine?" Wan Ping'an frowned and asked.

"Nothing, heh heh," the young man laughed awkwardly and changed the subject: "You're back."

"What are you doing in my courtyard?" Wan Ping'an narrowed his eyes and asked.

"We... we were just passing by, wandering around."

Wan Ping'an sneered: "I advise you to leave quickly."

"Who are you scaring?" One of the young men curled his lip: "Wan Ping'an, don't think you're awesome just because you're the First Elder of the courtyard. I'm telling you, this place isn't under your control!"

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"Not under my control? What do you mean by saying this?" Wan Ping'an asked suspiciously.

"My dad is the director of the subdistrict office, be polite when you speak to me. Besides, you're just a mud-legged person. If you continue to be arrogant with us, I guarantee you'll die very miserably!" another young man said viciously.

"Exactly, you let others drink your own wine and don't know it, and you still come to blame us?" The young man realized he had let something slip and hurriedly covered his mouth.

"So that's it!" Wan Ping'an suddenly realized. These people must have heard rumors, so they deliberately came to find trouble, but he didn't expect them to dare to have crooked thoughts about him. They were truly tired of living.

Looking at the arrogant appearance of the few young men, Wan Ping'an suddenly had an idea and couldn't help but sneer. Did these grandsons really think he didn't dare to beat them?

So Wan Ping'an rushed up and punched and kicked the few young men, beating and cursing: "I'll beat you to death, hurry up and say it, what do you know, who drank my wine?"

The few young men didn't expect Wan Ping'an to really make a move, so they panicked and scattered to dodge. ===== CHAPTER 800 =====