Quick Wear: The Wronged One Becomes Rebellious

Chapter 416: The 80s' 'Five Grains of Harvest' 5

"What are you doing?" Gu Li stood in front of Huang Haiyang, who was more than a head taller than her, with her arms folded across her chest in a self-defense posture, and always seemed a little lacking in confidence.

The fighting skills that have been trained since childhood can determine the winner without a fight under the absolute suppression of power.

Just like just now, she hit Huang Haiyang's chest with too much force, and the reaction force almost made her fall on her butt.

But Huang Haiyang seemed to be rooted to the ground, without even a sway. He put his arm around her waist and carried her out of the side door.

When she was young, she could pinch, scratch and bite, and with her agility, she could beat boys who were one or two years older than her. But as she got older, the gap in strength between men and women became larger and larger, and now she is a little weak.

It may also be that he has read too many books and is too lazy to take action, so this time Gu Li just wants to win without fighting.

"What on earth do you want to do?"

Huang Haiyang looked at Gu Li's forehead, which was red from bumping against the zipper of his clothes, and said with a guilty conscience: "I just bumped into you accidentally. Are you okay? Do you want me to take you to the hospital?"

Gu Li was speechless. There wasn't even a scratch on her forehead. Was it necessary to go to the hospital?

"I'm fine, get out of the way!"

Not only did Huang Haiyang not give way, he even grabbed Gu Li's wrist and walked out of the cinema.

"Hey, hey, what are you doing? The movie has already started, why are you pulling me?" Gu Li hadn't even gotten into a stable horse stance when she was easily pulled away by Huang Haiyang.

Gu Li was furious and tried to pull at his pincer-like hand, "Huang Haiyang, let go of me. If you don't let go, don't blame me----"

Before he could even utter the word "you're welcome", Huang Haiyang, who was walking in front of him, suddenly turned around and smiled like a rotten peach blossom, "You finally called my name, you remembered my name!"

Gu Li:-----

Gu Li was mentally exhausted by Huang Haiyang's torture, so she had to change her mind, "Huang Haiyang, let go first."

Huang Haiyang obediently let go.

Gu Li's expression changed in an instant, and she turned around and ran to the side door.

As soon as he took a step forward, his wrist was grabbed again.

Gu Li was a little overwhelmed.

Who is this person? He was completely unknown to me ten minutes ago, but now he is acting like a familiar figure to me.

You can’t beat them, you can’t convince them, and you can’t drive them away.

"I, my chest hurts a little when you hit me." Huang Haiyang said weakly.

Gu Li was shocked. "Don't try to blackmail me. It was you who got in front of me and made me bump into you. I almost got sent flying by you!"

How come whoever is injured is right?

"That's not what I meant. I just feel a little uncomfortable in my chest. I want to get some fresh air outside and relax."

"Then you just take it easy here."

Seeing that Gu Li was about to leave again, Huang Haiyang immediately said, "Leave me here alone. If something happens, no one will know. You stay here with me for a while. I will leave when I recover."

Gu Li gnashed her teeth and tried to argue. She didn't practice any iron head skills, so it was impossible for her to give someone a heart attack.

It is possible that this person is sick!

But she didn't dare to ask about this.

"Don't worry, I won't let you accompany me for nothing. I'll treat you to a meal."

Without waiting for Gu Li to refuse, Huang Haiyang pulled Gu Li again and walked out of the cinema with big strides.

Huang Haiyang pulled the girl who was struggling reluctantly behind him and walked into an inconspicuous small shop next to the cinema like he knew the way.

"Uncle Qi, give me a bowl of fermented rice balls, a pot of rice wine, and a plate of large oven-baked cakes."

Huang Haiyang shouted at the top of his voice towards the kitchen blocked by the curtain, not caring whether anyone inside could hear him or not. He pulled out a chair against the wall and pressed Gu Li's shoulders to make her sit down.

"Uncle Qi's skill in making big oven pancakes is unparalleled. The mayor even took this big oven pancake to the city as a souvenir for display. You can try it later."

Before Gu Li could protest, a spoon was stuffed into her hand. Without even thinking, Gu Li raised her hand and knocked on Huang Haiyang's forehead as he bent over.

With a crisp sound, the porcelain spoon broke. The gap pierced the skin and flesh, a drop of blood spilled out, and a thin line of blood was drawn downwards.

Gu Li was stunned.

He tightened his fingers around the spoon handle, but was thinking in his heart that this man's skull was really hard.

Huang Haiyang was also stunned by this. Seeing Gu Li staring at his forehead with flickering eyes, he belatedly raised his hand to touch it.

A bit sticky.

At this time, the curtain of the kitchen was lifted up from the inside. Huang Haiyang looked at Gu Li soothingly, took out a handkerchief from his pocket and quickly wiped off the blood.

The other hand took away the broken spoon handle that Gu Li was still holding.

"Oh, young master, you haven't been to the store for a long time. Please sit down, sit down." An energetic old man wearing an apron walked towards this side quickly, and his wrinkled face smiled like a big chrysanthemum.

"Grandpa Tu, why are you in the kitchen? I brought my friend here to eat the big oven pancakes made by Uncle Qi!"

"Your seventh uncle is lighting the stove in the back. I was the one who taught him the craft. My cooking is definitely more authentic than his." The old man's eyelids drooped, but his eyes were always on Huang Haiyang. He felt that every extra look at him would be a good thing.

"Hey, young master, what's wrong with your forehead? It looks like there's blood?"

"I got stung by a mosquito and then I hit it and it bled. Just wipe it off." Huang Haiyang pressed his forehead with a handkerchief. "Grandpa Tu, I'll be waiting to eat the big oven cakes you made. Oh, and don't forget the osmanthus wine!"

Where do the mosquitoes come from in March?

He didn't even think before speaking, but the old man still believed it.

"Hahaha, I won't forget it, I won't forget it. Young master, please wait, I'll be there soon!" The old man didn't doubt him and turned around happily and went into the kitchen.

The old man didn’t even notice Gu Li, such a living person.

Huang Haiyang casually threw the handkerchief on the table and said with a smile: "Don't mind it. Grandpa Tu is old and his brain is not very good. His memory is always confused."

The wound on my forehead has stopped bleeding after pressing for a while, so it’s not serious.

Seeing that Huang Haiyang didn't take it to heart, Gu Li simply didn't take it to heart either and pretended it never happened.

Gu Li raised an eyebrow, "Young Master?"

Such a name would have cost someone's life during the turbulent times ten years ago.

That is a name only given to the children of landlords and capitalists.

Huang Haiyang took out a pair of chopsticks, scalded them with hot water, placed them on the plate in front of Gu Li, and began to explain slowly.

"My father's hometown is not here. My family was sent here fifteen years ago and later settled here. This is Grandpa Tu's hometown."

Huang Haiyang's hometown is in Shanghai. His grandfather was an industrialist with some assets in Shanghai. But during that turbulent decade, the Huang family could not escape the fate of being demoted.

Fortunately, Grandpa Huang had already made plans and used his connections in advance to relocate the entire family to the hometown of Tu Shuisheng, the family steward.