CHAPTER 564: CHAPTER 564: FIERCE AUNTIE

Qin Yi laughed, "Of course, I’m turning towards you."

The homeless uncle looked at Qin Yi suspiciously, "You’re turning towards me and yet helping this woman speak?"

Qin Yi smiled, "Uncle, I think at your age, it’s time to find a companion. I think this auntie suits you well, why don’t you just go along with her?"

The homeless uncle’s eyes bulged, "Young man, you’re setting me up."

"What are you saying? How can this be setting you up? You’re all alone, and it’s rare that this big sister isn’t picky about you. Wouldn’t it be nice for the two of you to keep each other company? Or do you not think much of her?"

The auntie holding a rolling pin laughed, "This young man is handsome and makes sense. Do you think little of me?"

"No, no..." the homeless uncle quickly waved his hands, "I’ve just gotten used to living alone, it’s a bit hard to adjust suddenly having another person."

Qin Yi smiled, "There’s an adaptation process to everything. How do you know being with someone isn’t as good as being alone unless you try it?"

The homeless uncle fidgeted and didn’t speak.

"Uncle, is there something else you’re worried about?"

The homeless uncle looked at the fierce-looking auntie with the rolling pin and said pitifully, "The thing is, I’m afraid that when we argue, she’ll hit me, and I really can’t beat her."

"Uh..."

Qin Yi and the others were stunned for a long time and then burst into laughter. So that’s what the uncle was worried about?

The auntie in the distance said angrily, "You think I’m a shrew? If it weren’t for your indecisiveness, would I have chased you? When have I ever lost my temper?"

The uncle said weakly, "Last time you still threw out two hooligans."

"You cripple, it’s easy to talk! I’m a woman running a shop, if I was timid, could I make a living?"

Qin Yi nodded, "I think the auntie makes sense. Uncle, I think the auntie is quite nice to you, otherwise, why would she chase you so far? Why don’t you just go along with her?"

"Yes, just go along with me. I won’t hurt you. You live alone in such a desolate place, no one would know if you died."

Everyone was embarrassed, this auntie really was fierce.

"Uncle, since we know each other, I’m telling you seriously, it’s time you found a companion. Living alone isn’t sustainable," Qin Yi persuaded.

The uncle hesitated visibly, clearly a bit moved.

"Hmph, no man is good, they all like young and pretty girls. Clearly, he’s dismissive because the auntie’s not pretty enough," Lin Hongzhuang sneered with disdain.

The uncle was immediately discontented, "What are you saying, young girl? Do you think I’m as shallow as this young man, only looking for pretty ones like you? I value the inner quality."

Qin Yi was speechless, "What does that have to do with me? Besides, beauty comes in many forms, my wife is a combination of external and internal beauty, an angel."

Lin Hongzhuang sneered, "If you’re not shallow, then why hesitate? If you don’t want her, just say so, don’t hold up the auntie. Such a good woman won’t lack suitors."

"Who said I’m hesitating? Can’t I be a bit reserved?" the uncle stiffened his neck.

Lin Hongzhuang suddenly laughed, "Auntie, the uncle agreed to be with you."

The auntie’s face broke into a smile, "You cripple, you said it yourself, I didn’t force you. If you dare go back on your word, I’ll break your other leg and take care of you for the rest of your life."

Qin Yi and the others shook their heads and laughed, this auntie really was something else.

The uncle shrank his neck, "Can’t you speak a bit more gently?"

"I’m making it clear to you, so you won’t regret it."

"I keep my word, am I the type to go back on it?" the uncle said manly.

The auntie’s face broke into another grin.

Seeing this, Qin Yi couldn’t help but laugh, "Today is indeed a great day, I brought good wine and food to celebrate the uncle and auntie finding happiness."

"Come to my shop to eat, try my cooking, I’m pretty good at it," the auntie said.

The uncle’s eyes widened, "Go for what? Eating at the shop isn’t free? Since this young guy brought wine and food, let’s eat here."

Qin Yi twitched his mouth and teased, "Uncle, you’re already protective before becoming one family?"

The uncle laughed dryly, "It’s just that I don’t want to waste the food he brought."

Qin Yi rolled his eyes in disdain and looked at the auntie, "Next time, I’ll definitely go to your shop to try your cooking, but today let’s eat here at the uncle’s."

"Alright, it’s settled, or else I’ll call you a bastard."

Qin Yi: "..."

Sure enough, she’s fierce.

"Young man, last time you said you’d give me two bottles of wine. I’ve been waiting for over a month and thought you were fooling me."

Qin Yi put his arm around the uncle’s shoulder, "I got delayed with something. Don’t worry, I keep my word. Since I’m late, I even brought interest."

"Interest?" When the uncle saw the three cases of wine at the door, his eyes lit up, "Young man, I knew I could trust you."

They opened the door and went inside.

"Wow, uncle, did you make all of these? They’re beautiful," Duan Yiyi praised the strange yet artistic chairs.

Xia Yanbing and the others were also surprised. Initially, they thought a homeless man’s home would be a mess, but while it was simple, it was neatly organized. And the chairs made from tires and discarded motorcycles were like pieces of art, turning decay into magic.

No wonder Qin Yi said this homeless uncle was a unique talent; judging by this, he wasn’t wrong. How can a homeless person live so exquisitely?

Qin Wan’er and others placed the food on the table, and though it was a bit cold, in this hot weather, it didn’t matter.

Everyone sat around the table.

Qin Yi bent down to take the wine.

"Wait a minute!" The uncle hobbled over, pushed the two cases of national liquor aside, and opened the case of Erguotou, "Drink this, those two cases of wine are expensive and don’t taste good. Sell them later at the shop."

Qin Yi: "..."

"Don’t look at me like that, it was fine before when I was alone. Now there are two people, we have to think of each other, right?" said the homeless uncle seriously.

Qin Yi chuckled and shook his head. He knew that the homeless uncle wasn’t greedy; otherwise, when he mentioned the Netherflame Stick was priceless, the uncle only asked for two bottles of wine. He’s sure the uncle was serious about the national liquor being expensive and not tasty, and he truly preferred Erguotou.

"Uncle, I even prepared a big gift for you today."

"What big gift?"

Qin Yi smiled, "Sit down first."

With a face full of curiosity, the uncle sat down, and Qin Yi approached, placing his hand on the uncle’s injured leg, "It might hurt a bit, bear with it, it’ll pass."

As he spoke, purple light surged from Qin Yi’s palm, entering through the pores.