The sky was nearly dark when Tian Xiaobei had not walked far before Zhao Datu blocked his path, and he involuntarily stopped in his tracks to look at Zhao Datu, "What do you want to do?"
Zhao Datu's face was grinning nonstop, "Are you going back to the Provincial City? Will you ever return to our Peach Blossom Village?"
This was the first time Zhao Datu had spoken to Tian Xiaobei with a smile, as if he had encountered some great joy.
"What do you mean by asking that?" Tian Xiaobei asked, even though he knew what Zhao Datu was thinking.
"Since you know, don't play dumb. The Provincial City is so far from here, you couldn't possibly still be thinking about coming back to marry Abao, right? Abao is a girl from our village, she wouldn't be comfortable marrying into your Provincial City, so you better not come back. Anyway, I'll take care of Abao," Zhao Datu said.