The poor girl from the 1970s was forced to kiss by the damp educated youth.

The boss above Shi Xin had an only son who fell into a coma a year ago for unknown reasons. Even hospitals in the capital couldn't find the cause. Some suspected he was possessed by an evil spirit, but this was only discussed in private. Now that feudal superstitions are being eradicated, those so-called masters have either been demoted or gone into hiding; finding a truly powerful master is as difficult as ascending to heaven.

Shi Xin wanted to introduce Xi Lang to that boss. If Xi Lang could save the boss's son, Xi Lang would surely rise to prominence. And Shi Xin, as the introducer, would also benefit and expand his business.

But Xi Lang refused, decisively and without any room for negotiation.

Shi Xin beat his chest and stamped his feet, hating Xi Lang for not being ambitious enough.

Now that Xi Lang has changed his mind, Shi Xin is overjoyed. "I'll go ask about it tomorrow. If it's convenient, you can come over tomorrow night so we can go see the patient."

Xi Lang nodded, "Okay."

"So straightforward?" Shi Xin was surprised.

"I want to build a house and I need bricks and tiles. Can you get them for me?" Xi Lang asked.

Shi Xin's eyes widened. "So you only agreed because of the house?"

Xi Lang: "Yes."

Shi Xin gritted his teeth, "As long as you're willing to help, I'll get you the bricks and tiles, whether you can cure the other person or not. If you do cure the other person, I'll also cover the cement and sand for you to build your house."

Xi Lang raised an eyebrow. "It's a deal."

Chen Zhi lay in bed unable to sleep. The thought of finally being able to leave this family completely starting tomorrow made her tremble with excitement, and she wished it were dawn right now.

Mrs. Chen couldn't sleep either. She didn't like her youngest daughter, but now that her daughter was suddenly getting married, she felt uneasy. She had always worried that her youngest daughter would be unwanted and would have to stay at home with her for the rest of her life. But in the end, her youngest daughter got married before her eldest daughter, and the groom even gave a very generous dowry.

She handed the 101 yuan to her mother-in-law, who said to give 50 yuan to the Cai family as a betrothal gift, and use the remaining 50 yuan to pay off part of the debt. Next year, when Xiaoye gets married, the betrothal gifts will be used to build a house for Xiaomu and find him a wife.

With her mother-in-law having arranged everything, Ms. Chen felt very at ease.

She can finally breathe a sigh of relief once her son gets married.

Chen Ye wasn't asleep either; she was clenching her teeth, feeling a bellyful of resentment and frustration with nowhere to vent it.

Chen Mu, on the other hand, was fast asleep. He used to look down on Xi Lang and worried that Chen Zhi would marry him and take him back to her parents' home to beg for money. But today he discovered that Xi Lang was not only rich but also generous, and he no longer had any complaints about him.

The three women in the room each had their own thoughts, and Chen Zhi didn't fall asleep until late at night.

Before dawn, Chen's mother woke up, and as soon as she moved, Chen Zhi also opened her eyes.

"Get up and help now that you're awake," Mrs. Chen said calmly.

Actually, with the family and relatives who came to help, there was no shortage of people to do the work, but Chen's mother couldn't bear to see Chen Zhi idle.

Chen Zhi didn't say anything. She got up but didn't rush to go out. Instead, she packed her things first.

"So eager to get married?" Chen Ye sneered.

"Yes, I dream of leaving," Chen Zhi admitted with a smile.

When Mrs. Chen, who had reached the door, heard this, she paused, then pretended not to hear anything and continued walking forward.

Chen Ye mocked her, "Without your family's support, if you suffer grievances in your husband's family, you won't even have a place to cry."

Chen Zhi reacted as if she had heard the biggest joke in the world. "Your family is backing you up? Are you kidding me?"

All the grievances she has suffered in the past seventeen years have come from her family. She should be grateful that they don't bully her. She would never dream of them standing up for her.

"Knock knock!"

There was a knock on the door.

Chen's mother went to open the door, and there stood Xi Lang, carrying a bucket filled with fish.

"I've brought the fish first," Xi Lang said.

Mrs. Chen nodded.

Xi Lang: "Then I'll go back first, and I'll come back to pick up Zhizhi when the auspicious time arrives."

Only then did Mrs. Chen speak up, "Wait a minute, I'll pour the fish out, and you can take the bucket back."

A wooden bucket costs two and a half yuan, which is not cheap.

Xi Lang stood there and waited.

The bucket was empty of water, but contained grass carp, each weighing two or three pounds, ten in total, weighing about twenty or thirty pounds in total.

"I don't know where he got the fish from, they all look very fresh, they must have just died not long ago," Chen Da said.

Uncle: "These fish are all the same size, they must be from some pond. This Xi Lang is truly a man of few words, he's quite capable."

An ordinary person couldn't possibly get that much pork and fish.

They had all misjudged Xi Lang before.

Chen's mother handed the bucket to Xi Lang, who took it and turned to leave.

Chen's mother dislikes Xi Lang, and Xi Lang dislikes Chen's mother; both of them are well aware of this.

When the people from the educated youth settlement came to help, Xi Lang had already prepared breakfast: a large pot of mixed grain porridge, two plates of stir-fried mixed fish with chili peppers, two plates of fried tofu, and two plates of cucumber salad.

There weren't enough bowls and chopsticks at Xilang's place, so the people from the educated youth settlement brought their own pots, pans, and tables and chairs.

Everyone, please sit down and have breakfast.

"After smelling that aroma for so long, I'm finally eating Xi Lang's cooking! It's so delicious! I never knew you were such a good cook!" Zhao Jinbao was filled with regret. If he had known Xi Lang was such a good cook, he would have clung to Xi Lang's leg and wouldn't let him move away.

The others nodded in agreement, and each person quickly picked up food with their chopsticks.

Everyone stopped eating only after all six dishes were finished.

Li Zhou'an: "Xi Lang, how many people did you invite?"

Xi Lang shook his head, "We only invited the Party Secretary and the Brigade Leader."

He didn't refuse when the two of them asked to come.

The educated youth were stunned. They hadn't hired anyone, so what were they doing here? Whose food were they cooking?

"The bride's family members who accompany her to the wedding should also have a meal at the groom's house, right?" Yang Wenyu asked uncertainly.

Zhou Zhengping nodded repeatedly, "I remember it like that."

Just then, Chen Peng, Chen Da, Chen Xiaoshuai, and Chen Ergou arrived, each carrying a basket filled with vegetables.

"We don't have anything else, but the vegetables are homegrown, so please don't mind them," Chen Peng said.

Chen Da: "Besides leafy greens, I also have pickled cabbage here. My mom makes it; it's so crisp and delicious."

Chen Xiaoshuai: "I brought some dried mushrooms, which I found in the mountains."

Chen Ergou: "I only have vegetables."

"No problem, you're welcome. I'm short-handed here, so I'll trouble you to come with me to pick up the bride later." Xi Lang deliberately concealed his aura, but he still looked a bit cold.

Chen Peng and his group didn't care. Anyway, Chen Peng had never given them a good look before. They were there for Chen Zhi, and they didn't really care what Xi Lang thought.

Xi Lang had half a pig, a whole set of pig offal and a pig's head, two bowls of fish, plus the vegetables brought by Chen Peng and the other three, as well as vegetables from Xi Lang's own garden. It wouldn't be a problem to prepare several tables of food.

The food was ready, and Chen Jun and Chen Renzheng arrived. Everyone ate at Xi Lang's place first, and then went to Chen Zhi's house in a lively atmosphere.

Chen Zhi's family had even more people. Originally, the Chen family only planned to set up a few tables, but ten tables ended up, making things very chaotic for the Chen family.

Fortunately, Xi Lang provided plenty of meat, and ten fish made up one fish per table. The vegetables were taken from his own garden, and if there wasn't enough, he would borrow some from the neighbors. That's how they managed to get by.

When Xi Lang arrived, Chen Zhi was carrying a plate.

Xi Lang's eyes narrowed slightly, her expression turning cold. She hadn't expected the Chen family to make her work today.

Chen Zhi wiped her hands haphazardly on her clothes, staring blankly at Xi Lang. Today, Xi Lang was wearing well-fitting black trousers and a white shirt, which made him look even taller and more upright.

His hair was combed back, revealing his smooth features, sharp angles, and deep black eyes...

Xi Lang looks really good today.

"Hey, don't just stand there, the groom's here. Go back and change your clothes." An auntie nudged Chen Zhi.

Chen Zhi snapped out of her daze, her cheeks burning, and ran back into the house as if fleeing.