Old Man Zhao, the legendary healer of Xinghua Village!

Although he did call Qi Gaolan just now, he didn't mean to tattle. When Qi Gaolan was angry, he even spoke up for Qi Gaoxue.

But the facts no longer matter; the new village chief, Qi Gaoxue, now harbors a deep grudge against him.

"Zhao Dazhu, you just wait and see how I deal with you later!"

After making those harsh words, Qi Gaoxue rolled up the driver's side window, made a neat U-turn, and drove the car back towards the village committee compound.

Watching the Chang'an glutinous corn disappear into the distance, Zhao Dazhu felt as if a million alpacas were galloping through his mind.

Back home, Zhao Dazhu had just entered the living room when he heard a sizzling sound coming from the kitchen.

It's easy to guess that this is Li Yujiao cooking in the kitchen.

"Dazhu, you're back?" Li Yujiao asked with a smile from the kitchen.

"Yes, I'm back," Zhao Dazhu said with a sigh.

"What's wrong with you? Did the newly appointed female village chief keep you behind and say something to you?" Li Yujiao came out carrying a plate of food and placed it on the dining table.

Zhao Dazhu waved his hand and said with a worried look, "Don't even mention it, I've really offended this newly appointed female village chief."

"What exactly happened?" Li Yujiao was even more curious, her eyes shining as she looked at Zhao Dazhu.

Zhao Dazhu explained the whole thing from beginning to end, and Li Yujiao couldn't help but laugh out loud.

And the more she laughed, the harder she became, until finally she simply lay down on the sofa, clutching her stomach, laughing until tears streamed down her face.

"Is it that funny?" Zhao Dazhu said irritably.

"I'm telling you, you're really unlucky. You finally managed to bring down an old village chief who had a grudge against you, and now a new village chief who has a grudge against you has appeared. Moreover, this new village chief is the daughter of the female county magistrate. You definitely can't bring her down... You're going to have a lot of trouble from now on," Li Yujiao said with a laugh.

"You're my wife, and instead of comforting me, you're just watching my misfortune! I think you're just asking for a beating!"

Zhao Dazhu said with a stern face, then grabbed Li Yujiao, pressed her onto his knees, and began to slap her buttocks.

Of course, Zhao Dazhu wasn't really hitting him; he wasn't using much force.

He was too busy doting on his wife, who was decades younger than him, to bear hitting her.

"Don't worry, it's nothing serious, just a misunderstanding. Once the misunderstanding is cleared up, she won't hold a grudge against you anymore," Li Yujiao said with a smile.

"But when will this misunderstanding be cleared up?" Zhao Dazhu frowned again.

It got dark.

Zhao Dazhu and Li Yujiao sat in the living room, chatting and laughing as they enjoyed their dinner.

Because she made a fortune today, her family's savings suddenly increased by seventy or eighty thousand yuan, so Li Yujiao went to the supermarket at the village entrance and bought a lot of vegetables, meat, eggs and milk, and made a very sumptuous dinner.

With a large table of delicious and visually appealing home-style dishes, and the presence of the young and beautiful Li Yujiao accompanying him, Zhao Dazhu felt lightheaded and as if he were living the life of a god.

"Eat up, what am I going to do?"

Seeing Zhao Dazhu staring at her intently, Li Yujiao's cheeks flushed slightly.

"You're so beautiful, I just couldn't resist," Zhao Dazhu said with a chuckle.

"loquacious."

Li Yujiao laughed and scolded, then picked up a shiny piece of braised pork and put it in Zhao Dazhu's bowl.

After a pause, Li Yujiao continued, "Eat quickly, finish eating early so you can take a shower, and then we'll..."

Although Li Yujiao stopped speaking before she finished, did she really need to explain what she meant by what she said afterward?

Zhao Dazhu immediately became as energetic as if he had been injected with chicken blood. He picked up his rice bowl and buried his head in his food, wolfing it down, which made Li Yujiao laugh again and again.

Suddenly, a woman's voice came from the courtyard outside: "Old Zhao, are you home? Are you available now?"

Isn't that Lü Jinfeng's voice?

Zhao Dazhu immediately put down his chopsticks, stood up, and walked outside.

As soon as Zhao Dazhu came out of the house, he saw Lü Jinfeng with a worried look on her face, so he greeted her warmly: "Jinfeng, what brings you here all of a sudden? Have you eaten? Would you like to come in and eat with me?"

"I've already eaten. I just wanted to ask you, when will you arrange for my husband to have his check-up and treatment?"

Lu Jinfeng paused briefly before continuing, "That day, you said you could cure my husband's leg and restore him to a normal life... You... you can't go back on your word."

"Jin Feng, you underestimate me. Do you think I, Zhao Dazhu, am the kind of person who doesn't keep his word? I've just been busy these past few days, which is why I haven't had time to visit you... How about this, I'll go to your house tomorrow and show your husband to you." Zhao Dazhu thought for a moment and then said forcefully, giving Lü Jin Feng a specific date.

But Lü Jinfeng was still not satisfied, rubbing her hands awkwardly as she said, "Can you go tonight?"

"Tonight? Isn't that a bit too hasty?" Zhao Dazhu couldn't help but mutter.

Lu Jinfeng pleaded, "I don't want to either, but my husband... he's been so anxious these past few days, afraid you'll change your mind and stop treating him, and afraid you won't be able to cure him. He's even become a bit delirious, and I'm afraid he'll have more problems if this continues."

"After all, he had already attempted suicide by hanging once. You were lucky to save him, but his luck won't last. If something like that happens again, he might really..."

Zhao Dazhu felt a chill run down his spine after hearing what Lü Jinfeng said.

Moreover, given that Lü Jinfeng is a shrewish and strong-willed woman, her current pitiful plea would make it impossible for any man to harden his heart and refuse her request.

So Zhao Dazhu raised his hand and said, "Okay, okay, don't say anymore. I'm eating right now. Go back and wait for me. I'll come to your house immediately after I finish eating to examine and treat your husband."

"Then it's a deal!"

Lu Jinfeng smiled and gave Zhao Dazhu a grateful look before finally turning around and leaving.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Zhao Dazhu arrived at Lü Jinfeng's house.

Before he even entered the house, Lü Jinfeng had already rushed out to greet him.

"Where is your husband?" Zhao Dazhu asked.

"He's in the room, come with me."

Lu Jinfeng said excitedly, grabbing Zhao Dazhu's hand and pulling him into her and Lu Jie's bedroom.

This was Zhao Dazhu's first time in Lü Jinfeng's bedroom.

He then looked around curiously, examining the room's furnishings.

The room wasn't very big; it had a 1.8-meter double bed, a dressing table, a single sofa, a wardrobe, and that was all the furniture.

There was also a photo hanging on the wall, which was the wedding photo of Lü Jinfeng and Lü Jie.