Chapter 165 Hiding Merit and Fame (1/2)

Yu Hao angrily ran out, but he didn't go far.

As soon as he stepped out of the hospital gate and turned the corner, he stopped.

His tall body leaned against the cold earthen wall, and his chest, which had been heaving violently just moments before, slowly calmed down.

He raised his hand and wiped his face haphazardly.

That expression of grief and indignation, as if the sky had fallen, vanished instantly, leaving only a chillingly thoughtful look.

His brother is right.

In the educated youth settlement, there were many people and a lot of gossip.

That An Sanchuan is definitely suspicious!

From the moment he was sent to the countryside, he had been inquiring about his brother, intentionally or unintentionally. He hadn't thought much of it before, but today, when the other party asked about Yan Yu again, Yu Hao realized something was wrong.

Today, on the mountain, he was almost killed. With such a big incident, someone must have run down the mountain to call for help. So An Sanchuan couldn't possibly not know that a wave had occurred on the mountain. But instead of asking about the casualties, he focused on his brother.

How can this be normal?

Something unusual must be going on!

Yu Hao is usually too lazy to use his brain, but that doesn't mean he's stupid.

Especially after Yan Yu pointed it out to him, he understood everything perfectly.

His brother didn't want to attract attention, so as the younger brother, he had to play the "discord" act as convincingly as possible.

That performance just now should have fooled quite a few people, right?

Yu Hao stood in the corner for a while, listening to the discussions coming from the courtyard, a cold smile that he himself didn't even realize was curling up at the corner of his mouth.

He didn't linger and turned to walk in another direction.

I'm dirty and tired, I need to find a quiet place to properly plan things out with this venomous snake, An Sanchuan.

In the courtyard, Tao Yuming looked in the direction Yu Hao had run off to, then glanced at An Sanchuan, whose face was gloomy. He subtly pushed up his glasses, a knowing glint in his eyes.

It seems Yan Yu said something to this kid, otherwise this idiot wouldn't be acting like this.

"What's going on?" Duan Zhou scratched the back of his head, leaned closer to Tao Yuming, his face full of question marks. "Haozi, what's gotten into you today? Why did you suddenly turn on me like that?"

Tao Yuming simply smiled gently and didn't reply.

He patted Duan Zhou on the shoulder and said softly, "It's getting late, let's cook first, everyone must be hungry."

"Cook, cook, you know how to cook!" Duan Zhou perked up at the mention of cooking, but then he immediately remembered, "Oh dear, I forgot to ask Haozi, when will we get to share those wild animals we hunted?"

Just thinking about that fat, juicy wild boar made Duan Zhou's mouth water.

"I'll go out and check, maybe he hasn't gone far!"

Before he finished speaking, he darted away like a gust of wind.

Tao Yuming shook his head helplessly and followed him out.

As soon as the two left the hospital, they saw Yu Hao strolling back from the other end of the alley, his face still bearing that carefree look, though the weariness in his eyes was undeniable.

Tao Yuming chuckled inwardly; this kid was putting on quite a good act.

"Haozi!" Duan Zhou rushed forward and grabbed him by the neck. "Why are you running away?! I'm asking you, when are we going to get the meat? My stomach is rumbling with hunger!"

Yu Hao pushed him away with a look of disgust, "What's the rush? Do you think you'll be shortchanged?"

He cleared his throat and, mimicking Li Jianshe's tone, said, "Uncle Jianshe has spoken. We have to pick out those to be handed over to the commune first, register them, and then the rest can be distributed. It'll probably be a little late. The brigade leader will announce it over the loudspeaker when the meat is distributed."

"We can have meat tonight?!" Duan Zhou's eyes lit up instantly, like two 200-watt light bulbs.

He started counting on his fingers, "That's great! Let's not cook dinner yet, let's save room for meat! Haha, wild boar stew with vermicelli, just thinking about it makes my mouth water!"

He was so excited that he kept rubbing his hands together; his mind was already on the dinner table that evening.

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The night, like a black cloth, pressed down heavily.

But the threshing ground of Jixiang Brigade was brighter and more lively than during the Spring Festival.