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Chapter 147 Return to the Village
"Uncle Taro."

"You...you are Dalinzi?"

Zhong Lin dismounted and looked at Uncle Yutou in front of him with a rare smile on his face.

This is Xiahe Village in Heishan County. Zhong Lin passed by here and suddenly felt like coming back to take a look.

Two years ago, my soul traveled here, and this was my first place of stay. But when I came back here again, it felt like it was just yesterday.

Uncle Yutou also looked at Zhong Lin in disbelief. No matter how he looked at it, he couldn't connect the sturdy, slim-backed, and noble-looking young man in front of him with the short, thin, and dark-skinned Da Linzi back then.

Even a complete transformation doesn't come like this. It's clearly a different person.

Uncle Yutou put down the backpack on his back and continued to stare at Zhong Lin from head to toe, trying to carefully examine every part of his body.

"Are you really Dalinzi?"

"Uncle Yutou, it's me. You watched me grow up. Don't you recognize me?" Zhong Lin said with a smile.

"Don't say I don't recognize you. I guess no one in the village knows you. You've changed so much. You were so tall before, how come you're so tall now..."

As he spoke, Uncle Yutou raised his hand and gestured twice in front of his chest, his mouth full of amazement.

"People always change, and girls can change even more when they grow up!"

"You little brat, you know that girls change a lot when they grow up! You are a man."

Uncle Taro cursed with a smile.

In just two sentences, the relationship between the two people became closer, and the sense of distance gradually dissipated.

"Why are you back now? Where's Little Stone? He must be doing well out there... well, he must be doing well."

"I just happened to be passing by here and came back to see. Little Shitou is in the county town. I guess he's studying in a private school now!"

Zhong Lin did not say that Xiao Shitou was in Jianding Sect. Uncle Yutou had not practiced martial arts and had never left Xiahe Village. He had no impression of Jianding Sect.

“Read!”

Uncle Yutou marveled again. The word "reading" was both familiar and unfamiliar. In this poor village, being able to recognize two words was already a great thing, let alone letting children read.

"Studying is good, studying is good! With knowledge, you don't have to dig in the soil for food. Dalinzi, your parents can rest in peace even in the afterlife. It's great."

"Let's go home. I'll ask your aunt to kill a chicken for you."

After saying that, he pulled Zhong Lin and walked towards the village.

Zhong Lin did not refuse. He reached out and took the backpack from Uncle Yutou's hand, then hung it on his back.

"I'll do it, I'll do it, it's too dirty, don't get your clothes dirty."

Uncle Taro tried to stop him eagerly.

Although Zhong Lin came all the way from the capital, he did not treat himself badly on the way. Although this set of clothes looks ordinary, the materials are of great importance. Although Uncle Yutou does not understand these things, he can see that they are not cheap. After all, they are from the village. Who has clothes without patches? Even if they can't wear them anymore, they will cut the cloth into small pieces for their children to wear.

"It's okay, it's just a set of clothes, let's go!"

Zhong Lin simply pushed Uncle Yutou's hand away, held it behind his back without any care, and strode towards the village while holding the horse with his left hand.

"You kid..."

Uncle Taro followed closely behind, also with a smile on his face.

A stranger suddenly appeared in the village leading a tall horse, which was like someone driving a Porsche sports car into a poor mountain village, instantly attracting everyone's attention.

The horses here are not something that ordinary people can ride. They are really equivalent to a Porsche sports car.

Everyone looked wary of Zhong Lin's sudden appearance, but they did look puzzled when they saw Uncle Yutou following behind him.

"Brother Taro, who is this?"

"Haha, you don't recognize me. This is Dalinzi! The Dalinzi from Zhong Laoshi's family."

Uncle Yutou introduced them loudly with a smile on his face. After hearing this, everyone was confused at first, but soon figured out which Dalinzi Uncle Yutou was talking about. One of them blurted out the name the fastest.

"That Dalin who committed murder and arson..."

Before he could finish his words, his face turned pale with fright when he met Zhong Lin's gaze. He quickly covered his mouth and dared not say anything more.

Soon the whole Xiahe Village knew that the second son of Zhong Laoshi, who had left with his younger brother two years ago, had returned.

Dalinzi, who committed murder and arson before leaving, is back.

For a moment, the entire Xiahe Village was in an uproar. After all, Zhong Lin had scared the entire village back then.

Chopping people with knives, killing people, setting fires, destroying corpses and covering up traces...

Although everyone in the village is smart and has their own little thoughts, no one dares to kill someone.

"Is it really Dalinzi who is back?"

"Of course I'm having dinner at Yutou's house right now!"

"Hiss! He killed someone, so why didn't he run away quickly? How dare he come back?"

"You know shit! Dalinzi is doing really well out there. I just saw him from a distance. Do you know how he got here? On horseback."

"Really? Riding a horse? Only the lords who come to the city to collect taxes are allowed to ride it."

"The tax collector is nothing. He rides a mere steed. The horse Dalinzi leads is taller, with fur as shiny as satin. And his clothes don't have a single patch. I heard from Yutou that the third child of Zhong Laoshi's family, Little Stone, is now attending a private school in the city!"

"Hiss! Dalinzi really made a fortune. How did he do it? I remember he hasn't even been out for two years."

"If you ask me, who should I ask? If I knew, I would go out and make a fortune myself."

"Do you think Dalinzi is also involved in murder and arson outside? Otherwise, how could he be in Malaysia and studying in just two years?"

"Don't say it, don't say it."

……

"Dalinzi, come, it's time to eat."

Uncle Yutou shouted loudly to Zhong Lin in the yard.

"coming."

Zhong Lin responded, washed his hands, and walked into the main room.

There was a large pot of stewed chicken on the small dining table. The chicken had just been killed and was a two-year-old rooster.

There is also a pot of turbid wine, which was also brewed by Uncle Yutou.

"Where are my aunt and Xiao Zhu and Xiao Hu?"

Zhong Lin glanced around the main room but did not see the three people.

Uncle Yutou had already sat down. He picked up the wine jar and poured two bowls of wine. He said casually, "Don't worry about them. They're eating in the kitchen. Children are too noisy. The two of us will have more fun."

"Uncle Yutou, this is the rule for taking care of guests. What kind of guest am I? Or do you think Uncle Yutou treats me as an outsider?" Zhong Lin pretended to be dissatisfied.

"Look at what you said. I left some of the stewed chicken for them before serving it, mainly so they wouldn't disturb us drinking."

Uncle Taro quickly explained.

Zhong Lin sighed inwardly. He had seen everything happening when the chicken was being slaughtered. He knew how big the chicken was, and the meat in the pot in front of him was not missing at all.

"I'll go call my aunt."

After saying that, he turned around and walked towards the supermarket kitchen, leaving Uncle Yutou shouting behind him.

Sure enough, my aunt and two children were squatting in front of the bathhouse eating. There was no so-called meat, just some oil and water soaked in brown rice with wild vegetables. The two little guys were eating it with relish.

(End of this chapter)