<h4>Chapter 1291: Chapter 1291</h4>


    "Uncle Huang, I’m checking on your son’s injuries right now."


    Yifan Lin looked helpless as he examined the knife wound on Huang Dequan.


    Who would have thought that Huang Jingtian was actually nning to marry off his daughter?


    "It doesn’t interfere, does it? You do your examination, I’ll say my piece. When a man gets older, he marries; when a woman matures, she weds. My daughter works at the biggest hotel in the county, she’s what they call a high-level white-cor worker, and she’s making quite a bit of money. Plus, she takes after her mother when ites to looks, beautiful as can be; she has plenty of suitors."


    Huang Jingtian had a cheerful expression.


    Everyone in the vige knew by now—Lin Yifan had struck it rich.


    Driving a luxury car worth millions, exuding all the grandeur.


    Who wouldn’t want to marry their daughter to him?


    "Hmm, hmm!"


    Lin Yifan could only oblige with a perfunctory reply.


    Without a medical kit, he could only find a pair of scissors to cut the clothes open.


    It had to be said, the camouge uniform on Huang Dequan was exceptionally tough.


    He used considerable effort to finally cut it open.


    Looking inside, there was indeed a shallow knife wound on his arm.


    This wasn’t the result of a branch or a scrape.


    The effort it took to cut the clothes suggested it was made by a fine de.


    Maybe not sharp enough to cut through iron like mud, but still a rare treasure.


    "How did he get this knife wound?"


    Lin Yifan frowned, observing the small cut.


    The wound seemed to be both a test and a warning.


    But within a ten-mile radius, who would have such knife skills?


    And why attack a man who’s lost his wits?


    "Yifan, did you hear what I said? My daughter just wants to find a genuine person, preferably from our own vige. The two of you are simr in age. She’ll be back soon and you two can meet. If it works out, we can have the wedding by the end of the year, and your house will be finished by then, right?"


    Huang Jingtian continued to ramble on.


    Lin Yifan had heard the construction site of his old house was quite lively.


    In the morning, the workers hadn’t arrived, yet the elders were already sitting under the trees like supervisors.


    "Uncle Huang, where did they find them?"


    Lin Yifan was tired of engaging him.


    Judging by his debt-ridden face, no good daughter coulde from him.


    Even if she were as beautiful as a fairy, he wouldn’t want her.


    "Just beneath La Gu Mountain at Liudaocai. Further on you’ll reach Qiu Pigu. People say the area around La Gu Mountain is haunted. It was a Japanese stronghold back in the day; who knows how many people were killed there. Later, it was upied by bandits, and many dieding and going. Normally, no one ventures inside there, but a while back, Old Wang said he saw ghost fires in there. Those two foolish kids, it’s not their first time in the mountains, why wander into such a cursed ce?"


    Huang Jingtian kept talking, but Lin Yifan’s brows furrowed deeper.


    La Gu Mountain was nearly outside Taoyuan Vige, about twenty miles away.


    There were no other viges or houses in between.


    They could have been lured by a fox spirit and wandered in absent-mindedly, understandable.


    Yet the wound—could it have been made by a cultivator?


    But who would harm two fools?


    "Uncle Huang, just go to the clinic and pick up some medicine when you have time; I’ve got to go."


    Some questions can only be answered by looking into things further.


    Lin Yifan got up and left Old Huang’s house.


    "Yifan, don’t forget what I told you. When my daughteres back, I’ll have her look for you."


    Huang Jingtian shouted at his retreating back.


    But Lin Yifan didn’t even turn around as he headed toward the clinic.


    "Dad, who was that man?"


    Just then, a tall woman walked over from the side of the road.


    Following Huang Jingtian’s gaze, she only saw Lin Yifan’s back.


    "Daughter, you’re finally back. Isn’t that just the bookworm from the Old Lin Family? Quick, go inside and check on your brother."


    Huang Jingtian’s eyes glowed when he saw Huang Yueying.


    "What’s there to see? Doing nothing day by day. Might as well be dead. I didn’te back to see them."


    But unexpectedly, Huang Yueying shook off Huang Jingtian’s rough hand.


    Her eyes were full of disdain.


    "Daughter, how can you say that? Your brothers might be useless, but they did help you before. Now they’re unconscious and you can’t just leave them behind, and anyway, I set up a marriage for you."


    Huang Jingtian quickly said.


    Since her mother died a couple of years back, Huang Yueying hadn’t stepped inside the door.


    "Are you out of your mind? I’ve barely established myself in the city, and now you’re setting me up in the vige? You want me to end up like Mom, trapped here for life? Dream on. I don’t care how much money you took from people, don’t even think about it. I’d rather marry a beggar in the city than return to this poor backwater."


    Huang Yueying’s face was cold as she angrily yelled.


    "Daughter, hear me out. This marriage was decided for your sake. I coaxed them for a long time before they agreed. City folks might be fine, but I doubt they measure up to Lin Yifan. I heard his car is worth four to five million. Can you find someone that wealthy in the city?"


    Huang Jingtian proceeded to take a pack of cigarettes from Huang Yueying’s bag, sneaking a few red bills along with it.


    "A car worth four to five million? What kind of car? Even construction vehicles aren’t that pricey. You’re just full of hot air."


    Huang Yueying shot a re at Huang Jingtian.


    "I’m your real dad, would I lie to you? You don’t check the vige group chat, do you? It’s all over the vige. Let me show you."


    Taking a deep drag from his cigarette, Huang Jingtian licked his yellowed teeth.


    Only then did Huang Yueying, who usually ignored vige chatter, pick up her phone to scroll through the messages.


    Sure enough, the photos lined up with the website prices. She had seen that massive pickup when she returned to the vige.


    "How is he so rich now? Wasn’t he a fool a few years back?"


    Huang Yueying incredulously stared at her father.


    She had heard about the bookworm who became an idiot after university.


    "He was stupid for three years, and upon waking up, he was entirely different. I heard he met some wealthy people in the county and now deals in medicinal herb trading. Daughter, you’ve been in the city since you were fourteen; once you snag him, you’ll be set in the city. No country bumpkin can rival you. Think about it, don’t let money slip through your fingers."


    Huang Jingtian was smug with delight.


    If Lin Yifan became his son-inw, he wouldn’t be short of money in the future.


    "A country bumpkin can’t get the better of me!"


    Huang Yueying’s eyes twinkled with a n.


    With all her experience over the years, handling a countryd was going to be a piece of cake.