CHAPTER 28: CHAPTER 28: UNCLE, DO YOU SELL FRUIT?

The expression and tone really made Yu Xia a bit scared too.

She coughed and decided to check out other wifi names first, gathering more information before going back.

Chen Ergou’s QQ number is hard to guess, but the others should be easier.

"My third aunt’s ex-boyfriend’s first love’s birthday," Wei Yaoyao read out another wifi name, too stunned to comment, "What kind of nonsense is this?"

Xie Qingci thought for a moment: "Who does this ’I’ represent? If we really have to rely on finding someone to ask for clues, then we need to find out who this is before we can find his third aunt."

Yu Xia blinked: "So if we really have to find someone, we need to first find this damn wifi owner, then find his third aunt, then ask her who her ex-boyfriend is, then ask which granny was that old man’s first love? Too complicated, next."

"Gulana Dark God’s phone number..."

Wei Yaoyao muttered: "Who even knows who Gulana Dark God is these days, how are we supposed to find clues for this?"

Xie Qingci looked at Yu Xia: "Yu Xia, what do you think?"

Yu Xia’s heart fluttered a bit hearing him call her so sweetly, she chuckled dryly: "I guess, either someone around here has this nickname, or the nickname sounds similar to ’Gulana Dark God.’

Wei Yaoyao: "So we still have to find someone... hey, could this person be among this group of kids?"

His eyes glinted as he analyzed: "Kids love to give themselves nicknames, when I was a kid, I used to love being called Ultraman Tiga."

It made sense, so Yu Xia tasked him with asking around.

Wei Yaoyao squatted among a group of kids, his curly hair blowing in the wind as he diligently asked them questions:

"Is there anyone among you called ’Gulana Dark God’?"

A group of kids gave him complex yet disdainful looks, then moved a bit away as they continued their jump rope game.

The despised idiot, Wei Yaoyao: "...What do they mean? What do they mean?"

Xie Qingci lazily replied: "Probably afraid you’ll insist on joining the jumping rope."

Told you he could be sarcastic.

Yu Xia gave him a glance and waved Wei Yaoyao back.

"Based on the principle of different maps, different NPCs, and different clues, the jumping rope kids’ clue should be ’Ma Lan is blooming twenty-one,’ so this ’Gulana Dark God’ shouldn’t be asked from them."

"Then what should we do now?" he asked dryly.

Yu Xia glanced at the remaining wifi name, something like ’Connect and you’re my son,’ and decided she would never connect to such wifi, so she neatly put it aside.

She put away her phone and stood up: "The slightly clearer clue we have now is this Chen Ergou, let’s go find him."

Saying that, the three of them let out a long sigh in unison.

Yu Xia: "We have to go back and negotiate the bride price of Xie Zhiqing with Gang Dan again."

Xie Qingci’s gaze was cold.

She pretended not to notice, with her hands behind her back and a slight hunch, she looked like a rural old man bent by the weight of the bride price, if not for her outfit.

"Let’s go, Dajun, Gang Ruannuan, let’s go back and catch up with Gang Dan."

They dashed out with great vigor like they had escaped from death, running fast like the wind.

Now going back, they moved slowly like elderly folks at sunset, sighing as if the harvest was bad.

Dajun was so happy that her basket tilted without her noticing, and fake eggs rolled out one by one.

"That’s more like it! I told you, Gang Dan’s family is really well-off, and he looks good, it’s good enough. Xie Zhiqing, you shouldn’t be too picky, if you don’t agree today, maybe someone else will confess to Gang Dan tomorrow, and you’ll have no chance to regret it."

Xie Qingci: "That would be just great."

Dajun: "... Xie Zhiqing, you always have a hard mouth and a soft heart, love saying such things haha. By the way, that person over there looks like my dad, oh no, something must be happening at home, Ruandi!"

Gang Ruannuan responded with a deep "Hey".

Dajun: "Take them back to see your sister, I’ll go ahead, be back later!"

Without waiting for a reply, she twisted her waist and snake-walked away.

Wei Yaoyao watched her back and sighed: "Even Indian snakes don’t twist like that."

... What a lousy metaphor.

"There must be some clue over there too, Dajun will definitely show up again—I’m guessing."

Xie Qingci: "Maybe, who knows, maybe the third aunt will make an appearance too."

They walked slowly for a while, the road widened, the sides were no longer dirt walls but two patches of land with fruit trees, though half were obscured by the wild grass.

They hadn’t noticed this when they ran earlier.

At this moment, someone approached from the front, wearing a cotton jacket and carrying a pole, smiling naively.

"This is Gang Dan’s brother! Your sister is at home matchmaking, why did you run out?"

"Matchmaking? With who?"

"Who else, Er Gouzi from Mushroom Village! So fancy, even riding an old bike, looking all styled up, I heard he even brought some books, making Gang Dan blush like crazy!"

This NPC probably just came to deliver messages, maybe the show’s team was afraid they’d miss the clue with Gang Ruannuan, so they sent this message.

Without stopping, he carried his pole and talked as he walked, saying a couple of sentences just as he was about to pass by, Xie Qingci suddenly called out to him.

"Uncle, are you selling these fruits?"

Yu Xia looked up at him.

He was carrying loquats, golden yellow ones, her hometown is abundant with them, she likes eating them, every summer she buys a box or two.

She noticed them earlier, her eyes constantly watching, she didn’t expect the NPC’s loquats to be real, not toys.

Maybe it’s a cooling benefit from the show for NPCs.

The NPC was a bit bewildered for a moment: "Ah? Fruits... fruits aren’t for sale."

"Sell them," Xie Qingci bargained lightly, "How about five bucks for a handful?"

Wei Yaoyao whispered: "Is there even such a selling method? I remember these things are quite expensive?"

Xie Qingci didn’t respond to him, just watched the NPC uncle.

"We only have five bucks, Uncle, sell it, we only need a handful."

Now they’re resorting to forced buying.

Yu Xia bit her lip, walked over with a smile: "Uncle, sell it, we’ve been under this sun for so long, how about you share a handful with us?"

What could the uncle say?

Finally, a walk-on NPC fruit-bearer started a little trade with these folks squatting roadside picking loquats.

Without pockets, Wei Yaoyao offered his shirt hem as a makeshift bag.

The loquats were handpicked by Xie Qingci, selected and then he turned to Yu Xia for money.

Yu Xia hesitated a bit: "This ten bucks is your bride... I’ll give it, here you go."

She handed over the ten bucks while grumbling: "We’re only doing a five-dollar transaction, don’t use it all."