The villagers kept talking nonstop.

The short and strong man immediately shouted, "What are you looking at? Have you finished the farm work at home?"

After saying that, he glared at Du Yong and Yang Jin fiercely, as if saying that it was because of you that everyone was watching the fun and wasted their time working.

Du Yongchao bowed his hands all over and smiled apologetically: "Sorry, fellow villagers, I have disturbed you all work, but we two really have something to ask for a meeting with Mr. Hu. I even swear in the name of the family, so I will not give up until I see Mr. Hu. We will come here every day, delaying your work time. You can calculate the losses caused, and we will lose money."

Yang Jin turned his horse's head.

Du Yong jumped into the carriage and waved to everyone goodbye.

The carriage slowly moved forward and gradually faded away.

When we were about to reach the official road, an old voice suddenly rang out: "Two guests who came from afar, please stay!"

The carriage took a few more steps before stopping.

Du Yong jumped out of the carriage, turned around, pointed at his nose, and shouted loudly: "Call us?"

The old voice rang again: "Please come back!"

The owner of the voice is an old man in his sixties, with a hunchbacked figure and an ordinary appearance, and looks like a down-to-earth old farmer.

Yang Jin pulled Du Yong and whispered: "Be careful, this person is not simple!"

Du Yong looked at the old man and found nothing special. He curiously said, "Why is it not a simple method? Do you have martial arts skills? I don't look like it!"

Yang Jin explained: "It's not that we know martial arts, but that we have seen the world. It should be difficult for us to hide it from him."

Du Yong smiled and said, "What are we going to hide? After seeing Mr. Hu, he would first talk about Wei Shan's affairs, and then ask Zhang Yi about it indirectly."

Yang Jin nodded and breathed a long sigh: "It's good that you know what you know."

When I drove the bus back to my original place, the villagers had not dispersed yet, and they all surrounded the old man in his sixties.

The short and strong man stood aside with mushrooms and pheasants, his face full of dissatisfaction, but he didn't say much, obviously he did not dare to disobey this old man in his sixties.

Du Yong bent down slightly and bowed: "Hello, old man, we have disturbed Guizhuang, please forgive me!"

Yang Jin also gave a bow and said nothing.

The old man waved his hand and said seriously: "We are embarrassed to neglect the distinguished guests!"

Du Yong quickly denied: "Old man, you are so polite. How can we be considered a distinguished guest? We are just entrusted by others."

The old man smiled: "No matter what, the visitor is a guest. Biaozi, apologize quickly!"

It turns out that the short and strong man is called Biaozi, and he is indeed quite tough.

Biaozi obviously apologized reluctantly and said in a scrupulous manner.

Du Yong didn't mind and quickly said, "Old man, Brother Biaozi is also thinking about the villagers. It's okay to be careful, and he didn't offend us, so there is no need to apologize."

The old man glared at Biaozi fiercely, and Biaozi turned his body and ignored him.

The old man had to smile at Du Yong, and gave a thumbs up and praised: "Young master has a belly fat, and the old man admires it."

Du Yong waved his hand: "Don't call me a young man, just call me a young man."

The old man nodded and asked lightly: "I don't know the two surnames yet!"

"Don't be proud of your surname, Du!" Du Yong did not hesitate, nor did he think about lying.

"Yang!" Yang Jin was even more straightforward.

After hearing the surnames of Du Yong and Yang Jin, the old man's expression was obviously stagnant, but he quickly recovered and said in a deep voice: "Please follow the old man and take you to see Mr. Tiger."
Chapter completed!