After a look around, Li Xiangyang pushed his bicycle out of the pig farm. He had just reached the tractor path outside the courtyard when he saw his maternal uncle, Zhou Rongchun, approaching with his hands clasped behind his back.
Zhou Rongchun beamed at him. "Xiangyang, come over to my place for a meal before you go."
Li Xiangyang smiled politely and shook his head. "Uncle, I can't. I have things to do back home."
Zhou Rongchun smiled, stepped forward, and grabbed his bicycle's handlebars. "I heard from your aunt that you're still holding a grudge against her over what happened before, and that you even scoffed at the match she tried to arrange for you."
Li Xiangyang held his uncle in high regard, so he scratched his head in a bind and said, "That's not it at all! To be honest with you, Uncle, the main reason is that I already have someone I like."
Zhou Rongchun looked at him doubtfully. "You're not just saying that to put my mind at ease, are you?"
