Become a villain and swing your sword at the scumbag!

"It's my first time here, how can I get something to eat?"

Jiang Siyan didn't listen to Lu Cheng.

Liu Xiang deliberately killed a chicken in order to invite Lu Chengting to his house for dinner.

Lu Chengting rejected Liu Xiang's invitation and came to his home. She couldn't lose him.

Jiang Siyan's house is not big. There is a small courtyard right at the entrance. There are three rooms. Jiang's mother and Jiang Siyan have one room each, a small living room, and the kitchen is on the other side, which is clearly visible at a glance.

The green brick floor, the earth-tile house, the furniture is very old, the paint on the coffee table has peeled off, and the linen sofa has many pits and dents. After the baptism of time, the original color can no longer be seen.

Jiang Siyan dragged Lu Chengting into the house and asked Lu Chengting to sit on the sofa. He rummaged through the cabinet for a long time and took out a small bag of tea.

He pinched a handful, found a teapot, put it in, poured boiling water on it, added a small spoonful of sugar, and brought it to Lu Chengting.

"My family's conditions are not good, so don't dislike it." Jiang Siyan said.

When he said this, his tone was very calm. He didn't feel inferior, but he was a little embarrassed.

The fact that one's family background cannot be concealed.

Jiang Siyan felt that, let alone his family's situation, even a two-story building like the village chief's house might not be able to catch Lu Chengting's eyes.

Instead of being coy, it's better to face it calmly.

But Lu Chengting didn't seem to care much and just said: "It's much better than where I am."

Jiang Siyan asked Lu Chengting to drink tea first, then went to the backyard, grabbed a fat old hen with his own hands, and went to the kitchen.

"Why did you catch it?!"

Mother Jiang looked at the chicken in Jiang Siyan's hand and asked.

Jiang Siyan said: "A young educated youth named Lu came to our house as a guest."

Mother Jiang glared at Jiang Siyan and said distressedly:

"You can just kill the chickens if the little educated youth named Lin comes. The guy named Lu is a big boy. Why do you kill the chickens if he comes?!"

Mother Jiang has raised this chicken for a long time, waiting for Jiang Siyan to bring her a daughter-in-law back before killing it.

Jiang Siyan is in trouble, her daughter-in-law is nowhere to be found, and if she entertains an educated youth, she will be killed.

Jiang Siyan didn't care whether Jiang Mu was happy or not, he directly boiled the water and scalded the chicken feathers, and just said: "You don't understand."

"Liu Xiang invited Xiao Lu to dinner today. He said that the village chief's family killed a chicken. Xiao Lu didn't go, so I invited him. It's unjustifiable if he doesn't kill the chicken."

When Jiang Siyan said this, he didn't know if he was competing with Liu Xiang, or if he just wanted Lu Cheng to have a good meal.

Mother Jiang let out a laugh and wanted to scold him, but looking at the chicken that had been scalded off its feathers, she didn't say anything else.

Jiang Siyan contributes the most in this family. Although Jiang's mother is reluctant to give up, she will always put her son's wishes first.

She snatched the chicken that had drooped its head from Jiang Siyan's hand and said, "Get out of here and stay out of my way."

Because the chicken was killed suddenly, it was already past afternoon by the time the three of them had lunch.

Jiang Siyan desperately put meat into Lu Chengting's bowl and asked him to eat more. You're welcome.

Jiang's mother has always been a good player in the village's gossip army. She believes that boys should be like his Si Yan, hardworking, strong and capable.

Originally, I didn't have a good impression of Lu Chengting, a young master who was lazy in cooking, had thin skin and tender meat, and couldn't even plant seedlings.

Now seeing Lu Chengting's bowl filled with chicken, he couldn't help but stepped under the table and stepped on Jiang Siyan.

But he said to Lu Cheng with a smile on his face: "Xiao Lu, you come from the city, aren't you used to it?"

Lu Cheng smiled and said, "I was really not used to it at first, but I'm getting better recently."

Mother Jiang had been sizing up Lu Chengting, although her preconceived impression made her think that people in the city were very pretentious.

But I have to admit that Lu Chengting's words and deeds look different from those of the people in their village.

Even chewing chicken bones, something that can turn into a ferocious look if you don't pay attention to it, for Lu Cheng to do, it was so noble and pleasing to the eye.

"What does the little Lu family do?" Mother Jiang asked curiously.

Lu Cheng didn't go into too much detail, he just said: "Do some business."

Jiang's mother had never been to town twice in her life. There was no TV at home, and they did not subscribe to newspapers.

Her understanding of the word "doing business" was still limited to the canteen at the entrance of the village or the salesman pushing a cart on the roadside.

She snorted and said with a smile: "Business is good. The boss of the small shop at the entrance of the village has been in business for two years. Now the land has been rented out to others for planting. Unlike us, we still have to eat the hard work." .”

Mother Jiang only knew that the conditions in their village were relatively good.

Some people in the village have relatives in other places. Not to mention killing chickens and eating meat, the land planted all year round in those places is not enough to fill their families' stomachs.

Jiang Siyan heard this and said with a smile: "The business of Xiao Lu's family is much larger than that of Datou's family. Two hundred canteens are probably not as good as the business of Xiao Lu's family."

When Jiang's mother heard this, she shouted: "Is it true or false?"

Lu Chengting was amused by Jiang Siyan's confident and glorious look: "How did Brother Jiang know?"

Jiang Siyan glanced at Lu Chengting and laughed: "I'll brag for you."

037 was also happy: [This is what the legend says, poverty limits imagination. 】

Lu Chengting ignored 037. Whatever he did at home now had nothing to do with Lu Chengting.

According to policy, when educated youth go to the countryside, they need to take root in the countryside for a lifetime.

But in reality, many people will stay in the city for three to five years through various connections and then return to the city.

It turns out that Lu Chengting is the only son in his family. Lu's father will definitely find a way to get Lu Chengting back to the city.

Times are different now. Lu's father and mother cannot accept Lu Chengting's homosexuality so easily. Lu Chengting does not have the capital to lie down.

This time he had to rely on himself to hold up the sky. No matter what, it was impossible for Jiang Siyan to continue to suffer.

Lu Chengting looked at Jiang Siyan and said with a smile: "If you like it, wait a few years and I will open 200 canteens for you in every village and town."

Jiang Siyan only thought he was joking, and happily gave him a chicken drumstick: "I think it will work, then my name will be Jiang Erbai."

Jiang's mother glared at him: "You're a bastard."

As long as there are elders at the dinner table, there has been an unavoidable topic from ancient times to the present.

When the three of them had eaten half of their meal, Mother Jiang began to ask, "Xiao Lu, do you have anyone in the city?"

Lu Chengting shook his head and answered simply: "No."

Mother Jiang understood and said bluntly: "Girls in the city are hard to take care of. They are not as good as the girls in our village. They are hardworking and capable, have good health, have big butts and can give birth!"

She looked at Lu Chengting and said, "If you like the girl from our village, I will help you get her."

Lu Cheng was speechless.

Before he could say his refusal, Jiang Siyan quit.

"I think you don't want to plant any more." He said, pointing to his chin:

"You are here, be a big fan, and learn from Auntie Lin from the next village. You might as well become a matchmaker."