Liu Dazhu immediately recognized the person in front of him: "It's you, you are that Lin Aiguo."
Although he didn't have many contacts, there were only a few people in the Educated Youth Association, and Lin Aiguo was the most diligent among them. He was praised by the members of Shanghe Village, and Liu Dazhu naturally knew him.
Occasionally, the wife of the production team would joke that if her daughter wanted to find an educated youth as her son-in-law, she would look for someone like Lin Aiguo.
Liu Dazhu listened for a while and remembered that they clearly disliked him, but they liked Lin Aiguo, and he felt jealous in his heart.
After recognizing that the man standing in the forest was an educated youth, Liu Dazhu was not surprised but overjoyed.
If this was someone from the production team, Liu Dazhu would still have some scruples, but Lin Aiguo was an educated youth, and educated youth were outsiders, and they had no way of explaining themselves when they were bullied.
Lin Aiguo also recognized who the person was. Shanghe Village had a good atmosphere, but there were always a few who were holding it back, and Liu Dazhu was one of them.
Even Lin Aiguo, an educated youth, had heard of the story of Liu Dazhu who gave birth to a deformed child. When his wife died, he refused to even buy a coffin. He even beat his own mother and kicked his younger brothers and sisters out.
After seeing the person clearly, Lin Aiguo's heart skipped a beat.
People like Liu Dazhu must be greedy and will never be fed enough.
When the two people first met, they looked at each other with disgust and malice.
Liu Dazhu said with a cruel smile: "Lin Aiguo, Lin Aiguo, you said that you are not a good educated youth, messing around with men and women."
It's good to mess around, messing around is the key to getting him to knock out enough things.
Liu Dazhu licked the corner of his mouth, already thinking about what to eat, what to buy, and what kind of wife to marry after getting the money.
Lin Aiguo didn't care to discern the meaning of Liu Dazhu's words, and asked in a deep voice: "What do you want to do?"
Liu Dazhu also came back to his senses, his gaze fixed on Lin Aiguo as greedy as if he wanted to bite people: "Lin Aiguo, you know what you did in your heart, and you should be obedient if you know what to do, otherwise... hmph, that guy from the production team next door You should know the consequences of messing up the relationship between men and women!"
It was indeed blackmail.
Lin Aiguo looked at his proud expression and his teeth itched with hatred: "What do you want me to do?"
Liu Dazhu looked him up and down.
In his eyes, the educated youths all came from the city. Regardless of how life was in the city, there must be one or two workers in the family, and they would definitely be richer than those in the production team.
It's good to have money, now all the money will be his.
Liu Dazhu said loudly: "One hundred yuan, if you give me one hundred yuan, this matter will be over."
"One hundred yuan, why don't you go and grab it." Lin Aiguo gritted his teeth and said. When he was in the city before, he couldn't come up with this one hundred yuan, let alone in the countryside.
"Aren't you an educated youth? Do you ask questions from your family?" Liu Dazhu said shamelessly.
Lin Aiguo said with a cold face: "I don't have that much money. You can report it to the production team. If you dare to go, I will tell everyone that you are trying to blackmail me. The worst is possible."
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