"Xiao Fan, get in the car, I want to test the feel of it. And Sister Yueyue, you too, get in."
Tian Mengyao settled into the driver's seat, her heart brimming with joy and excitement.
This was so much better than the van she usually drove!
How wonderful it would be if she, the village secretary, had such a vehicle!
It felt so unrealistic even to imagine.
Most of the villagers in Luofeng Village were still struggling on the poverty line. If she drove a luxury car to and from work every day, she would surely alienate them.
Lin Fan immediately took the co-pilot seat, while Song Yue sat in the back.
Amidst the low growl of the engine, Tian Mengyao, a little unaccustomed, steered the SUV and turned around.
"Hold on tight, everyone."
Tian Mengyao stomped on the accelerator, increasing the horsepower, eager to test the car's performance.
Seeing this, Lin Fan immediately patted her arm, reminding her, "There's an intersection up ahead, take it easy."
"It's okay, I know what I'm doing."
Tian Mengyao glanced around. In her wide field of vision, there were only a few pedestrians, and no cars at all.
This was a small mountain village, not the city. The dirt road was quite empty.
As Tian Mengyao drove the SUV, her skills gradually improved – shifting gears, accelerating, turning.
"We're almost there, stop, stop, stop!"
Under Lin Fan's repeated shouts, Tian Mengyao smoothly applied the brakes.
*Screech!*
A sound of friction.
Song Yue, in the back, gripped the handrail tightly, preventing herself from being thrown forward by the inertia.
"I'm telling you, if you drive like that again..."
In front of Song Yue, Lin Fan felt too embarrassed to utter any vulgarities.
"I know~"
Tian Mengyao's voice held a hint of undetectable flirtatiousness: "Hurry and call Sister Xue'er out. You tell me the address, and I'll drive you there."
As she spoke, Lin Fan had already gotten out of the car and was walking towards the courtyard.
Song Yue also got out, but she did not enter the courtyard.
Five minutes later, Xia Xue, dressed neatly and cleanly, with a gentle and moving demeanor, walked out with Lin Fan.
Lin Fan was carrying a large insulated box on his back.
The moment he stepped out of the gate, he froze.
He didn't see Tian Mengyao in the SUV. Instead, he saw her not far away, by a tractor, talking to a man with one shoulder higher than the other.
This man was none other than Wang Quezi (Wang the Cripple)!
Wang Quezi gestured animatedly and said with a crooked mouth, "Which village are you from? Stopping your car on the road like this, what's the meaning of it?"
Tian Mengyao suppressed her displeasure and forced a smile. "Uncle, I'm Tian Mengyao, the village secretary from Luofeng Village. I'm here to pick up a friend, and I'll leave as soon as he comes out."
"You're the village secr—"
Wang Quezi suddenly remembered. He had indeed heard some villagers mention that a beautiful college student had come as the village secretary in the neighboring Luofeng Village.
He hadn't expected to meet her in his own village today!
Wang Quezi looked at the young and beautiful Tian Mengyao, and saliva was almost drooling from his mouth.
Heaven was truly unfair!
If Wangjia Village had such a young and pretty secretary, given his wealth and pig-farming skills, he should have been highly valued.
Then, being in close proximity, perhaps he could have seized the opportunity!
Even if he couldn't get close, just looking at her would be a feast for his eyes!
"Sister-in-law, take this for now."
Lin Fan's gaze was cold as he placed the insulated box on the ground.
"Xiao Fan, don't cause trouble."
"Sister-in-law, I know."
While they were talking, Lin Fan was already walking towards Tian Mengyao.
In fact, Wang Quezi had noticed them the moment they walked out of the gate.
One was the woman he almost married, and the other was the young man who had beaten him up several times.
These two, he would never forget in his lifetime!
"Lin Fan?"
Seeing Lin Fan's displeased expression, Wang Quezi instinctively took half a step back.
"Xiao Fan."
Tian Mengyao turned to look at Lin Fan and said with a wry smile, "We're blocking someone's way."
Lin Fan walked up to Wang Quezi and said coldly, "We're all neighbors from the same area, is there any problem?"
"Yes, yes, no problem. We're all neighbors."
Wang Quezi's mood soured greatly.
Why did he have to run into this brat of all people? Damn it!
He had a handle that Lin Fan held, and it was a life-threatening one!
Tian Mengyao sighed softly, "Then I'll go out from the other side. I don't know how to get there."
Lin Fan suddenly spread his hands. "Why bother with all that trouble? Just ask Comrade Wang Fu to back his tractor up, and then we can get out, right?"
"Ah?"
Tian Mengyao was a bit surprised. This was another village, and as the secretary of Luofeng Village, she had no jurisdiction over Wangjia Village.
Would it be alright to ask them to back up?
"It's only proper, it's only proper."
Wang Quezi dared not speak out in anger. Although his face looked unpleasant, he still turned and got onto the tractor.
Tian Mengyao's eyebrows furrowed. "Xiao Fan, do you know him?"
"We're separated by just a road, from the neighboring village, how could we not know each other?"
Lin Fan didn't explain further, but urged, "Let's leave quickly."
"Oh."
Tian Mengyao responded, then walked towards the SUV with Lin Fan.
Wang Quezi started the tractor and, with the "putt-putt-putt" of the engine, backed up towards the side road where it wouldn't be in the way.
Then, the SUV drove past him.
He saw Tian Mengyao driving, Lin Fan in the passenger seat, and Xia Xue in the back.
Not a single one of the three people even glanced at him.
He stared until the SUV disappeared from his sight, his anger growing with every passing moment.
That car looked expensive!
And the driver was the village secretary of Luofeng Village!
"Damn it!"
"All the good things are taken by that brat!"
He cursed Lin Fan as he drove the tractor forward with a "putt-putt-putt."
Song Yue stood outside the gate, her expression changing rapidly.
"I see that Xiao Fan and Secretary Tian are getting closer and closer. Should I say something to Sister Xue'er?"
Her words didn't carry much weight, but Xia Xue's words were extremely influential!
"If I say something, and if Xiao Fan finds out, will he resent me..."
As she thought this, she saw Wang Quezi driving his tractor over. She turned and walked into the courtyard, closing the large gate heavily.
Seeing this, Wang Quezi immediately shouted, "Little Sister Yue, Little Sister Yue, wait, don't go inside yet!"
Song Yue closed the main gate and opened the small gate, scolding, "Don't call me little sister, you could be my father!"
Wang Quezi stopped the car, grinning. "By seniority, you are my little sister."
"If you have something to say, say it quickly. If you have nothing to say, get lost!"
Song Yue detested Wang Quezi from the bottom of her heart.
Wang Quezi put away his smile, filled with anger. "She's so close to people from another village, yet she doesn't even give this big brother from her own village a pleasant look. What a traitor!"
Although he cursed her like this in his mind, he patiently and politely asked, "Little Yue, I wanted to ask you, what is Lin Fan here for?"
Song Yue glared at him. "What does it have to do with you? Worry about yourself!"