Chapter 576: Chapter 576

At the entrance of West River Village, a black Mercedes G-Class drove in on this day. The driver was a young man with a crew cut, strong and looking as if he frequently worked out. In the back seat sat a girl in her twenties, fairly attractive to begin with, around a 7, and with her expensive attire, she’d be an 8.

"What a godforsaken rural place. I never imagined there’d be a day I’d come to such a place."

The girl looked out at the village scenery through the window, displaying a hint of disdain and helplessness.

"Miss, is there really a miraculous doctor living in this village?" the crew-cut young man asked curiously.

The girl said, "Who knows, maybe. Seriously, having me personally invite him is a blessing accumulated over three lifetimes for him. If my dad hadn’t promised to buy me that Louis Vuitton bag, I’d never come to such a godforsaken place."

The crew-cut young man was silent for a moment before speaking, "If this miraculous doctor can really cure the old master’s illness..."

The girl said, "We’ll see if he can really cure it. Who knows if he’s just all hype. Sounds a bit unreliable to me."

The crew-cut young man remained silent, saying nothing more.

Suddenly, the crew-cut young man brought the car to a stop.

The girl frowned and said, "Why have you stopped? Keep driving, don’t waste my time. I have to rush back to the city. There’s a very important party tonight that I must attend."

The crew-cut young man said, "There’s someone ahead. This village road is a bit narrow, we should let them pass."

The girl leaned forward for a look and indeed saw a plainly dressed farm woman carrying a shoulder pole coming towards them. The village road was narrow. If they proceeded, they would hit the farm woman, so they had to stop and wait for her to pass first.

The girl furrowed her brows: "Really annoying, Little Jin, just drive through!"

The crew-cut young man was stunned, "Drive through?"

The girl said, "Just drive through. There’s no reason for missy here to yield. Look how slow she’s moving with that pole, wasting my time. Just drive through, she will naturally get out of the way. Quickly now, do as I say!"

The crew-cut young man hesitated for a moment, but eventually nodded and started the car, moving forward.

The farm woman ahead was carrying a heavy load, moving slowly. The sudden movement of the car scared her, making her instinctively step aside. But beside her were the farmlands. She stepped into them, losing her balance, not only falling into the field herself but also toppling the shoulder pole.

Sweet potatoes freshly dug from the ground spilled all over from the baskets on the shoulder pole.

The farm woman displayed a painful expression, seemingly hurt, unable to get up for the moment.

The crew-cut young man’s expression changed and he hurriedly stopped the car.

The girl frowned and said, "Why are you stopping? Ignore her and keep driving. These country folk are used to farm work and falls, they’ll be alright!"

The crew-cut young man said, "Miss, she seems to be hurt."

The girl stomped her foot in frustration, saying, "Annoying! This wretched woman is precisely in my way!"

The crew-cut young man seemed to understand the girl’s temper well. Although the Missy was cursing, she had tacitly allowed him to decide what to do.

The crew-cut young man unbuckled his seatbelt, opened the car door, got out, walked to the side of the road, and prepared to help the farm woman.

However, the farm woman seemed to have fallen quite badly, unable to stand up immediately.

The girl angrily said, "Oh, you’re pretending, aren’t you? Honestly, I don’t believe a fall like that could break your leg!"

As she scolded, the girl opened the car door and jumped out.

"You damn bumpkin, how do you walk? When you see a car, why don’t you dodge? Falling is your fault!" the girl scolded the farm woman.

The crew-cut young man finally helped the farm woman to her feet and asked, "Auntie, are you alright?"

The farm woman said, "My waist hurts a bit. I was carrying sweet potatoes, and your car suddenly came over, I couldn’t dodge in time."

The girl scolded, "Are you blaming us? Didn’t you see such a big car coming? Are you blind?"

The farm woman said, "I saw your car had stopped, thought you were waiting for me to pass first. After all, this section is narrow, only I can pass first."

The girl said, "Who do you think you are, that I’d let you pass! You damn bumpkin, with your filthy look, even talking to you is beneath me."

Every word from the girl was nasty, unbearably spoiled and arrogant.

The farm woman, appearing to be a gentle person, also found it hard to listen, saying, "Missy, seeing your attire, you must be from the city. You can look down on rural folk, but there’s no need to be so aggressive, is there?"

The girl flared up: "What did you say, you dead country hag, who are you to lecture me? Believe it or not, I’ll smack you?"

With that, the girl raised her hand, poised to slap the farm woman.

But before her hand could come down, it was suddenly caught by someone from the side. Newest update provıded by 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹•𝑓𝑖𝑟𝑒•𝙣𝙚𝙩

"Don’t bully my mom!"

The one who came spoke with a bit of a silly tone.

The girl and the crew-cut young man both jumped in surprise. The newcomer was a young man, looking not very old, but big and brawny like a bear. His hand, as large as a palm leaf fan, gripped the girl’s hand, making her feel like she was caught in the hands of a beast.

"What are you doing, let go!" the girl instinctively screamed.

"You bully my mom, I won’t let you go," the other said seriously.

The girl screamed in terror, "Let go of me, you damn bumpkin!"

"Fugui, let her go." The farm woman spoke. It seemed her son had really scared the girl, making her heart soften.

This mother and son were none other than Aunt Chunyu, who Lin Fan deeply respected, and Dog No.2, Lin Fan’s childhood close friend.

Dog No.2’s real last name was Chen, named Chen Fugui, with Dog No.2 being just his nickname. Superstitious rural folk believed that lowly names were easier to raise, hence Chen Fugui got the nickname Dog No.2.

Dog No.2 didn’t release his grip and seriously said, "You have to promise not to hit my mom, then I’ll let go. This is what Brother Fan taught me, not to easily trust others."

The girl was in no mood to listen to him. She was terrified, being caught by someone like a beast, feeling as if he could crush her if he applied a bit of force.

"Little Jin, quickly teach him a lesson, make him let go!" the girl shouted.

The crew-cut young man, seeing Missy frightened, didn’t care about anything else, speaking in a deep voice, "Sir, please let go of Miss, or I won’t be polite."

Dog No.2 said, "What do you mean ’not polite’? You want to fight me? I’ve seen people say that on TV when they want to fight."

The crew-cut young man was stunned for a moment, feeling that this person seemed a bit silly?

"That’s right, I’m going to fight you, and you won’t be my match," the crew-cut young man said.

Dog No.2 was also carrying a shoulder pole, but now he put it down, freeing up his other hand, saying, "Brother Fan said I have to protect mom. I won’t let you bully her."