Married the Tough Guy After Transmigrating

Chapter 111: Chapter 112: Something is Off with Zhang Youquan

Xu Ying had gone to work early the next morning and was completely unaware of what had happened in the village.

At the moment, she was busy handling a spatula in front of the stove.

“Yingying, someone outside is looking for you, says it’s your Third Uncle,” Chen Chunfeng ran over and told her.

Upon hearing that her Third Uncle had arrived, Xu Ying was immediately curious, “Why has he come?”

No sooner had she spoken than Third Uncle Xu ran into the dining area, “Yingying, come out for a bit, I have something to tell you.”

Xu Ying put down the spatula and untied her apron to go outside.

“What’s the matter?” she asked with a hint of mystery.

Third Uncle Xu took her to a corner, lowering his head with a look of being bullied, “Yingying, look, your aunt now has a job, when will I ever get one?”

Ever since his wife got a job, she had become a different person, no longer treating him with respect, always running around and not cooking.

Now he was like an old mother, cooking for his daughters every day at home.

He was a strapping man, not some housewife to be stuck in the kitchen all day!

Watching her Third Uncle’s demeanor, Xu Ying found it quite amusing. She suddenly thought of Tong Yingzi and her eyes lit up, “Third Uncle, everyone in your village says you know everything.”

“There’s nothing you don’t know, I need to ask about someone, not sure if you can help me out.

If you can make it happen, I promise I’ll get you a job within a month.”

Here we go again, Third Uncle Xu wore a pitiful look, unable to say no either.

“Whom do you want to inquire about?” Third Uncle Xu asked.

“Tong Yingzi, have you heard of this person?” Xu Ying asked.

Third Uncle Xu shook his head, finding the name unfamiliar, “Don’t just mention the name, give me some more useful information. With our county being so large, how can I find someone with just a name?”

Xu Ying poked the system, “Doggy, how old is Tong Yingzi this year, and what does she look like?”

[Based on the plot from your past life, Tong Yingzi was three years younger than your uncle. When your uncle and Tong Yingzi got married, she was already an orphan.

Not sure what she looks like now, but Tong Yingzi lives not far from your uncle’s house.]

“Seventeen, seems to be near my uncle’s house, that’s all I know. It’s all up to you now, Third Uncle. If you can find this person for me, I’ll treat you to a meal.”

Hearing about a meal, Third Uncle Xu licked his lips, reminiscing about the food Xu Ying made, “You’re giving me too little to go on, it’s really hard to find.

But don’t worry, since you’re my niece, I’ll move heaven and earth, go through the whole county to find this person for you.

Yingying, if Third Uncle finds this person for you, you don’t have to treat me to a meal. Just buy some groceries and come cook at my house for a few days!”

If he could really find the person, cooking for a few days was nothing, Xu Ying immediately agreed.

Third Uncle Xu was overjoyed and completely forgot why he had come to ask Xu Ying about finding a job.

He gleefully went off to find the person.

Xu Ying went back to the kitchen to work.

Zhang Youquan had just taken over her tasks, helping stir-fry the vegetables, but he only stirred a few times, leaving the seasoning to Xu Ying.

“Xu Ying, you’re back. I was afraid the vegetables would burn, so I stirred them a bit, try the taste,” he said.

These past few days, Zhang Youquan had been acting a bit off, and not only Xu Ying noticed it, Sun Lifang did as well.

When it was time for lunch, Sun Lifang beckoned Xu Ying to come eat, “Yingying, have you noticed? Zhang Youquan has been acting strange.”

“It feels like something is going on, Yanran has been unusually enthusiastic around me these past few days, wanting to help me with everything,” Xu Ying murmured.

Sun Lifang was just like her Third Uncle Xu; both knew everything under the sun.

Glancing around, she lowered her voice and leaned in towards Xu Ying, whispering, “You might not know this yet, but they’re bringing in a new apprentice in the kitchen soon.

They’re going to fire Zhang Youquan because he’s just too dumb. He’s been here for years and still can’t stir-fry shredded potatoes properly.”

“What does that have to do with me?” Xu Ying said, puzzled.

Sun Lifang, while eating a boiled egg, said, “He is probably trying to butter you up; I guess he wants you to teach him how to cook!”

Xu Ying doubted that. She never hid her cooking skills, and Zhang Youquan had watched her cook all the time. His current culinary skills just proved he had no talent for cooking.

But the way he kept hovering around her lately made her suspicious of his intentions.

All in all, one can never be too careful. She decided it was best to stay alert.

While Xu Ying and Sun Lifang were eating at the table, Xu Ying felt an intense gaze on her, and turning her head, she locked eyes with Zhang Youquan.

Xu Ying’s skin crawled. That bastard Zhang Youquan was definitely up to no good.

When work ended in the afternoon, Xu Ying was the first to dash out of the restaurant. Just as she was about to bike home, a man stopped her.

Dong Wenqiang was practically drooling over her.

His brother, Dong Wenjie, lacked the skills and had failed in his pursuit of Xu Ying after getting beaten up.

“Hello, Xu Ying. I’m Dong Wenqiang, pleased to meet you.” Just like his brother, he smoothed his hair with his palm and lifted his eyelids, thinking he looked charming.

Xu Ying was disgusted. “Move aside.”

“Come on, I haven’t even had a good chat with you yet,” Dong Wenqiang said with a sleazy look.

“Get lost. I have nothing to discuss with you. Did Chen Yanran send you to find me?” Xu Ying lifted her gaze, her eyes blazing with anger.

Dong Wenqiang hurriedly shook his head, his mouth blurting out a passionate confession: “Xu Ying, I must tell you, since the last time I saw you, I’ve fallen for you.

Would you be my girlfriend? I won’t be irresponsible like my brother.”

“Uh, no thanks, I’m a bit of a germaphobe!”

What did that mean? Dong Wenqiang was confused.

A germaphobe?

Her boyfriend? Impossible; no one ever mentioned Xu Ying having a partner.

“Xu Ying, I’m definitely better than any ‘germaphobe’ you have!” Dong Wenqiang’s gaze was earnest.

Xu Ying nearly burst into laughter. This guy must be sick in the head.

“Dong Wenqiang, so you’ve had enough of Chen Yanran and now you want me? I don’t pick up garbage, and I’m not interested in you,” Xu Ying declared, and then she hopped on her bike and sped away.

Dong Wenqiang was way more cowardly than Dong Wenjie; he immediately scurried away when Xu Ying mounted the bike, terrified she might run him over.

Dong Wenzhong, who had just returned from the hospital, sported a bruised face. The words Xu Ying had just said echoed in his mind: “So you’ve had your fill of Chen Yanran and now you want me…”

He stormed over, furious. “Dong Wenqiang, you slept with Chen Yanran?”

“Who are you, and what’s it to you if I slept with Chen Yanran?” Dong Wenqiang said, before his expression shifted to one of shock. “You’re Wen Zhong? What happened to you, looking like this?”

Wenzhong was red with humiliation, believing his head was about to explode with anger, knowing that Chen Yanran, that bitch, had betrayed him by getting involved with Dong Wenqiang behind his back.