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Second Uncle is named Zhang Gaoshan. Years ago, he worked in Jianghe City, and later partnered with someone to take on carpentry contracts, earning a considerable amount of money in Jianghe City. In Zhangjia Village, he is a prominent figure.
A few years ago, Chen Xuan's cousin, Zhang Feng, passed the civil service exam in Jianghe City. This elevated Second Uncle's status in Zhangjia Village even further, making him a person of great prestige; everyone would nod and offer him a cigarette when they met.
Chen Xuan understood that Second Uncle had come for the 150,000 yuan he had lent him last year. Initially, they had agreed that it would be repaid after three years, but now, due to his cousin wanting to buy a house, he needed to repay it early. This left Chen Xuan feeling slightly displeased. However, he was also curious; with Second Uncle Zhang Gaoshan's financial capability, he shouldn't be so desperate for Chen Xuan's 150,000 yuan. Was there some hidden secret?
After hanging up the phone, Chen Xuan tidied up briefly and drove home. From a distance, he saw the Old Village Chief smiling as he walked out of his house, his face glowing as he called out behind him: "It's settled then! Come over to my house for drinks at noon; I’ll go prepare some dishes first." The Old Village Chief hurried off.
Chen Xuan parked the car and walked into the house, immediately noticing three people sitting inside.
Second Uncle Zhang Gaoshan.
Cousin Zhang Feng.
And a young woman with a flirtatious look in her eyes.
"Second Uncle," Chen Xuan greeted.
"Xiao Xuan is back!" Zhang Gaoshan said from his seat, his eyelids fluttering as he offered a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes.
Chen Xuan smiled back and looked at his cousin Zhang Feng. It had been some time since they last met; Zhang Feng now carried an air of indifference that gave off a sense of distance.
Zhang Feng looked at Chen Xuan and spoke first with a faint smile: "Chen Xuan, this is my girlfriend Dong Li. We’re planning to get married in the second half of the year, so you must come and be my best man."
"That’s no problem; I’ll definitely be there if I have the time," Chen Xuan replied, glancing at Dong Li beside his cousin.
Dong Li was sitting there playing on her phone and only lifted her head to glance at Chen Xuan when she heard Zhang Feng's words.
Chen Xuan was dressed in work clothes, looking as if he had just returned from the fields. This reminded Zhang Feng of what he had told him earlier about his cousin's current job.
Dong Li let out a faint "hm," and continued to focus on his phone.
Chen Xuan raised an eyebrow and smiled, not taking it to heart.
Zhang Feng felt a bit awkward; he cleared his throat, preparing to reprimand Dong Li, but was met with a glare from his father, Zhang Gaoshan.
Zhang Gaoshan took a sip of tea and frowned. "What kind of tea is this? It's so bitter." He set the cup down.
Looking at Chen Xuan, he smiled and asked, "Xiao Xuan, how's the farm doing lately?"
"Not bad," Chen Xuan replied with a faint smile.
"That's good to hear." Zhang Gaoshan's eyes lit up. "Second Uncle is planning to buy a house for Zhang Feng in Jianghe City later this year. We're still short on funds; your mother should have mentioned that Second Uncle came this time for money."
"I know," Chen Xuan nodded, pondering for a moment.
In the past few days, he had earned nearly one hundred thousand from selling eggs, which meant he was still about two days' income away from the one hundred fifty thousand needed by Second Uncle. Surely, giving them an extra two days wouldn't be a problem for Second Uncle?
After thinking it over, Chen Xuan spoke up. "I'll pay back one hundred thousand first; I'll figure out the remaining fifty thousand later."
"Only one hundred thousand?" Dong Li suddenly looked up from her phone, her expression displeased. "How is it only one hundred thousand? Didn't you say our family needed one hundred fifty thousand? The house I have my eye on is exactly that amount!"
Dong Li's tone was sharp and rude.
Chen Xuan frowned.
"Ali, don’t speak carelessly," Zhang Feng quickly interjected, his voice serious. "It's already impressive that my cousin can provide one hundred thousand; we can think of ways to cover the remaining fifty."
"What ways?" Dong Li interrupted sharply, her voice rising. "Let me make it clear: my family won't contribute a single cent; it has to be your family paying in full!"
"The house needs to be bought quickly; otherwise, how can we get married without a place to live?"
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