Rules Weird Talk: I am more perverted than weird!

"Nothing." Xu Ye quickly changed the subject.

He drank most of the bottle of water in one breath and casually placed the empty bottle on the table.

Seeing this, Amin picked up the scattered bottle caps from the side and put the remaining bottle of water back into the drawer.

Comment: "It's not bad. Although I've been eating pickles this time, at least it's food that people can understand. It's much better than the rat heads and duck necks in the previous instance."

"It seems that water is a relatively precious resource here. How can they survive by eating pickled vegetables day after day?"

"Oh, maybe it's just like the Kimchi Country, where they only have pickles to eat."

"Now that you mention it, I'm a little worried. The country of kimchi has been covered in ghost stories. The weirdness there won't be that they can only eat pickles mixed with human flesh every day, right? That's too ugly..."

"Brother, please shut up. It's so scary to hear that..."

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Xu Ye also realized the water shortage here and asked, "How long can you usually drink a bottle of water like this?"

Amin answered truthfully: "One week."

"So I drank your water for six days in one breath?" Xu Ye was surprised.

No wonder no one paid attention to him just now. The food was so salty and he only had one bottle of water a week. Who would be willing to share such precious things with others?

It would be awkward to refuse directly, so I just pretended I didn’t hear it.

"It's okay, cousin, you are at the age where you need to grow up." A Ming was very tolerant and comforted Xu Ye.

What a selfless and kind child! Xu Ye raised his head.

For a moment, Amin seemed to be emitting boundless Madonna light, scorching and dazzling, and at the same time accompanied by...silliness.

Xu Ye felt that this was not a good idea. Since Amin had helped him, he should also return the kindness.

So he began to teach her: "Next time, don't give me the water. Keep it for yourself."

Ming: "But you are thirsty."

Xu Ye: "I'm not dying of thirst. This water is life-saving for you, but it's just a temporary quench for me."

"You're my cousin...it's okay for you to drink a little." Amin was very tolerant.

"What about yourself?"

"I... I can bear it. The remaining water is enough." Amin lowered his head and his voice became smaller and smaller.

Obviously, for a grown man, it would take a lot of suffering to sustain such a small amount of water for a week.

Amin is very good, but too good, which is not good.

Xu Ye must find a way to correct his problems.

He sneered: "Even if you give me all the water, I won't be grateful to you."

"I regret it very much. If I had known you were so patient, I should have taken the opportunity to drink it all. Anyway, you volunteered."

"Cousin, how could you do this?" Amin was incredulous.

As far as he could remember, he had never seen such a shameless person.

Xu Ye stuck out his tongue and said, "Anyway, you are the one who is thirsty, and I can't feel it, so what does your thirst have to do with me?"

Xu Ye noticed the drawer.

The drawer was closed just now. Amin took out some water from it and gave it to Xu Ye, then put the box in his hand back in.

"What is this?" Xu Ye asked curiously. Since they first met, Amin had been holding a box like this in his hands, and he looked like it was a treasure.

Amin was a little depressed, but out of his kind nature, he did not scold Xu Ye. At most, he sounded a little sullen when he spoke.

He opened the box:

"I'm getting married soon, and this is a token of my love for my fiancée." A blush appeared on his face. "According to our custom here, we have to pull a silk ribbon when we get married."

Xu Ye rubbed his eyes hard, and the originally exquisite and gorgeous red silk turned into a thin red rope.

Xu Ye had only seen this kind of rope in historical images. Back then, when supplies were extremely scarce, people couldn't afford anything else, so they just pulled a red rope.

Now, the same thing happened to Amin.

Xu Ye remembered that he had seen such a ribbon when he just fell down. Someone said that his daughter was getting married, and he exchanged one for a candle.

Is it the same one? But at that time, the villagers' understanding was normal, and the aunt who exchanged materials also said "red rope".

"A stranger came to the alley and I bought it from him. The stores here don't have such fashionable styles." Amin said.

Xu Ye frowned: "Bought it?"

"He said he wanted to give it to me for free. It was a small gift for him to take care of the neighbors since he had settled here. I didn't feel comfortable accepting it directly."

"I don't have enough money, so I'll chop some firewood to pay off my debts these days."

Ah Ming said righteously: "Cousin, I know you think I'm stupid. But we should have principles as people, we get what we pay for, and we must not take advantage of others."

Xu Ye, who had already seen the scene of candle trading at the entrance of the village: "..."

Although it is not known why the red rope is now in the hands of that "outsider", it is certain that these supplies are what the villagers earned through their hard work.

You have to chop wood to pay for the things you buy yourself.

Comment: "This level of exploitation makes Xu Ye, a capitalist, cry."

"Who has A-Ming's contact information? When he gets old, I will definitely sell him health products."

"Amin is the type who drools and can't be cured."

Xu Ye couldn't describe what he had seen, so he simply didn't want to continue the topic. His eyes looked at the drawer under the box.

There was actually a lock on it.

The precious water resource was not locked, the wedding token was not locked, but the drawer below was locked...

"What's inside?"

Xu Ye stretched out his hand to open it, but A Ming grabbed his arm with unexpected strength.