Corpse Recovery Diver

"Then listen to me, I don't like arguing over this."

"Yes, sir. But this is too much."

"You keep enough and give the rest to him." Li Zhiyuan pointed at Tan Wenbin.

Tan Wenbin stepped forward and said, "The rest, let's donate it to the county for road repairs. Whatever can be fixed, even just filling the potholes, will do."

Wen Xiushan exclaimed, "Sir, your generosity is admirable! I'm impressed!"

Wen Xiushan then added, "Please come to our village for a feast. Tonight, our village is celebrating, please do not decline."

"Alright, I'll go." Li Zhiyuan looked at the dark patch on the ground, "The death of Old Transgender is indeed a reason to celebrate."

Yin Meng puffed out her cheeks, blew air several times, then rolled her eyes.

She wasn't really upset with anyone. Even though she didn't get the gold, it wasn't such a big deal to her. But it was like New Year money; it was supposed to be in her pocket, and suddenly, it was gone.

After Tan Wenbin finished negotiating with Wen Xiushan, he came over and shrugged at Yin Meng.

It wasn't that he lacked loyalty or didn't keep his word, but since they were already here, you had to say something nice to maintain Brother Yuanzi's reputation.

Yin Meng smiled, indicating she wasn't bothered.

At that moment, Run Sheng walked up behind Yin Meng and placed a heavy object in her hand.

Yin Meng squeezed it and instinctively pinched it with her nails. Hey, it was a bit soft.

"Buy clothes."

Run Sheng left this sentence and went to help clean the site.

During the earlier scuffle with the noblewoman, a lot of her gold had accidentally bounced onto him, so it was only natural to pick up a piece and pocket it.

"Oh, are you happy now?" Tan Wenbin leaned over again.

"Not at all." Yin Meng carefully placed the lump into her bag.

"Don't worry about spending it. Brother Xiao Yuan has good hearing; do you think he didn't hear?"

"Phew..." Yin Meng exhaled, "I'll go help clean up."

Tan Wenbin decided to take a break, found a block of cement to sit on, and lit a cigarette.

At this moment, Lin Shuyou came over and handed him a glittering piece.

"Brother Bin, here."

"Ha." Tan Wenbin laughed and almost choked on his smoke, "Why give it to me? Keep it for yourself."

"Buy clothes."

"I'm a guy; what do I need clothes for?"

"Take it to buy clothes for your wife."

…

The evening banquet in the Miao village was quite lively.

After everyone ate and drank to their heart's content, they gathered around the bonfire to sing and dance.

Everyone was warmly welcomed, and no one was left out.

After all, in ancient folklore, they would be the heroes returning triumphantly after defeating a demon.

The story would inevitably end with a description of a victory celebration.

Under Li Zhiyuan's suggestion, Run Sheng, Yin Meng, Tan Wenbin, and Lin Shuyou all joined in the dancing.

However, eating is one thing and playing is another, but do not drink too much, for in the latter half of the night, the real event awaits.

Ran Dacheng was also invited to join the celebration. During the incident, he was far away and didn't know what had happened, only remembering the sound of howling.

Now, he was drunk and not very clear-headed, only feeling like joining in the fun.

However, his tractor handle had unknowingly been taken by Tan Wenbin for safekeeping.

"Aren't you going to dance and have some fun?" Xue Liangliang asked Li Zhiyuan.

"Brother Liangliang, you go have fun."

"You'd miss out if you don't go. This is the real authentic ethnic style. It'll be hard to experience this again once life gets better."

"Why?"

"Genuine celebration is joy; pure performance celebration loses its charm."

"Oh."

"Then I'm off." Xue Liangliang stood up and joined the sea of happiness.

Li Zhiyuan remained in his seat.

Ah Mei brought some food, placed it in front of Li Zhiyuan, and curiously asked, "Sir, aren't you going to join the fun?"

"I don't like the noise."

Ah Mei: "Sorry, we didn't consider that."

"It's alright, as long as they're happy. You don't have to keep me company here, go have fun."

Since entering the Miao village, Ah Mei had mostly sat next to him, serving tea and water, her gaze rarely leaving him.

"It's okay, I can dance and sing anytime. Right now, I just enjoy watching you, sir."

"Is there something dirty on my face?"

"No, sir, you are really handsome. It's just a pity you're a bit young. If only you were a few years older... "

Ah Mei, having drunk some wine, unexpectedly stuck out her tongue and licked her lips.

Rather than appearing wanton, it was a perfect blend of cheerfulness and sweetness.

Li Zhiyuan lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

"Do you have someone you like?"

"You've said it yourself, I'm still young."

Ah Mei rested her chin on her hands, looking at Li Zhiyuan intently: "I can wait for you to grow up, sir. After all, I'm getting the better end of the deal."

"Where's your grandpa?"

"Old Transgender is dead, Brother Acai is fine, my grandpa went to see him."

"Oh, congratulations."

"It's all thanks to you, sir."

Ah Mei raised her wine cup and moved in closer, her soft body leaning against Li Zhiyuan.

"Sir, have a drink."

"I'm still too young to drink."

From a slanting distance, Tan Wenbin, who was originally dancing in the circle, had been paying attention to Brother Xiao Yuan's side.

At this moment, seeing Brother Xiao Yuan sitting so close to Ah Mei, Tan Wenbin's face showed no signs of amusement; instead, he looked serious.

He would rather believe the sun would rise in the west tomorrow than believe Brother Xiao Yuan could suddenly get so close to a stranger.

There's definitely a problem here!

Run Sheng and Yin Meng also noticed the situation and seemed to be planning to leave the celebratory group to approach.