89: I want to watch the cute girl of mixed wrestling

After Nguyen Tan Minh's car was fixed, Li Qinghe suddenly remembered that Tran Thi Bao Anh's motorcycle, which was still at home, seemed to be quite old.

So, he spent nearly fifty million vietnamese dong, including taxes, to buy a new red scooter.

With a total of three motorcycles, the smiling motorcycle shop owner patted his chest and guaranteed that he would arrange for someone to drive a truck and deliver all three motorcycles to their doorstep.

Watching this family spending money so freely, Ruan Shi Hongfang finally left after her father's insistence.

Before leaving, she shyly greeted Nguyen Tan Minh, "Ming, see you on Monday."

Nguyen Tan Minh, immersed in the joy of his new car, also replied, "See you on Monday."

Ruan Shi Hongfang, with a conflicted heart, followed her father on his motorcycle, leaving the shop. She had a premonition that Nguyen Tan Minh, riding his handsome new motorcycle to school on Monday, would cause a sensation.

This boy had become rich.

No, such an exciting event must be shared with a few good girlfriends.

Ruan Shi Hongfang decided to call them via video chat as soon as she got back to discuss this thrilling news.

After Ruan Shi Hongfang left, Li Qinghe and The three Ruan siblings watched as the owner called two small trucks to load the three motorcycles onto the back.

Nguyen Thi Linh called Tran Thi Bao Anh, telling her that two trucks would deliver three motorcycles to their home in half an hour and asked her to receive them.

After Li Qinghe chatted with the owner for a few moments, he asked if leaving the car parked in front of the shop would cause any issues.

The owner, still looking very chivalrous, said that it was fine to leave it there, there would be no problems, and he would arrange for employees to keep an eye on it periodically.

With such assurances, Li Qinghe felt relieved and took The three Ruan siblings to explore the county town.

Walking makes it easier to experience the local customs and traditions, so everyone walked along the commercial street for a few minutes.

Li Qinghe noticed that there weren't many tall buildings here; an 8-story building was already the tallest in the county town.

There were many people on the street, but the houses were not very new. Overall, it felt more like the urban-rural fringe of Longguo.

The center of this county town didn't feel as prosperous as a wealthy town in Longguo.

The four of them walked a small loop around the county town center, passing by the high school where The three Ruan siblings studied.

The school didn't look too big, consisting of several closely connected yellow teaching buildings.

The school was deserted, and the large iron gate was locked. Nguyen Tan Minh said it wouldn't open until after 5 PM to let the boarding students in.

He was going to accompany his brother-in-law to the temple fair tonight and then ride his motorcycle with his sister from home tomorrow morning.

The thought of him and his sister arriving at the school gate on their motorcycles during the morning rush hour felt as intoxicating as drinking Kaka Dragon medicated wine the previous night.

He vaguely remembered hearing someone shouting something last night, but he was too sleepy from the alcohol to listen closely and soon knew nothing more.

Near the high school, Li Qinghe saw durians being sold in the county market for seventy thousand vietnamese dong per kilogram, which was half the price compared to his home country.

On a whim, he decided to buy two.

"Brother-in-law, let me pick them."

Li Qinghe smiled and agreed, seeing Nguyen Tan Minh, who rarely volunteered for anything, offer to help.

He let Nguyen Tan Minh pick two large ones, totaling 11 kilograms. They were opened on the spot: one had five segments, the other six, and the pulp was all ripe and plump.

"A Ming, you're quite good at picking them," Li Qinghe said, patting Nguyen Tan Minh's shoulder with satisfaction.

"Brother-in-law, this summer I worked at a durian orchard in the county, so I learned how to tell a good durian."

Nguyen Tan Minh seemed very happy with Li Qinghe's praise, as if he had finally proven some of his worth.

"It tastes delicious, but it smells bad."

Nguyen Thi Thuy devoured a segment of durian in a few bites. She licked her lips, looking at another segment, and gave her honest assessment.

Nguyen Thi Linh, nibbling on her durian, offered a suggestion to Li Qinghe: "Brother, we should eat the durians outside, otherwise the car will always smell of durian."

"Brother-in-law, I can't eat anymore!" Nguyen Thi Thuy, who had eaten two pieces, raised her hand in protest.

"Brother, I can't eat anymore either!" Nguyen Thi Linh licked her fingertip with her small tongue and waved her hand, indicating she was full.

Nguyen Tan Minh, who had been eating three segments in quick succession, let out a satisfied burp and looked at Li Qinghe with a helpless expression.

"Alright, A Ming, you don't have to say it. I know you can't eat anymore either."

Li Qinghe smiled and gestured to stop him.

"A Shui, why are you in the county town so early today? You look so pretty today!"

A surprised voice came from nearby, sweet and clearly belonging to a cute girl.

The whole family looked over and saw a petite girl standing by the street.

She was wearing a short-sleeved white shirt, a pleated plaid mini-skirt, and a large red bow tied in her wavy hair, looking very bright and clever.

The girl was carrying a black shoulder bag that didn't quite match her outfit.

Luong Thi Thu

"A Qiu, you look so pretty today too!" Nguyen Thi Thuy also looked surprised and delighted.

"Ahem! Let me formally introduce you: this is my very, very, very best friend from school, Luong Thi Thu."

Nguyen Thi Thuy earnestly introduced the young girl to Li Qinghe.

"A Qiu, this is my brother-in-law Brother He, and my sister. You know my brother."

"Hello, Brother He. Hello, Sister Linh. Hello, Brother Ming," Luong Thi Thu politely greeted everyone in turn.

"A Qiu, why are you in the county town this morning? Could it be that you..."

Nguyen Thi Thuy pulled Luong Thi Thu aside, and they began chattering excitedly.

Li Qinghe looked at the two good friends and felt a little like laughing. Nguyen Thi Thuy was 1.74 meters tall, while Luong Thi Thu was only about 1.6 meters, making her more than half a head shorter than Nguyen Thi Thuy.

This meant Nguyen Thi Thuy had to bend down slightly to talk to her.

As they chattered, they kept glancing over. Luong Thi Thu's small eyes flickered, as if she had asked something.

Then Nguyen Thi Thuy quickly ran back, hugged Li Qinghe's arm, and cajoled, "Brother-in-law, can we take A Qiu with us to the Gaoping Village temple fair?"

"Is A Qiu also going to Gaoping Village?" Nguyen Thi Linh asked, puzzled.

Nguyen Thi Thuy then explained that Luong Thi Thu had originally planned to ride her father's motorcycle to Gaoping Village to play, but her father's motorcycle broke down on the county street. It would take a long time to fix, so she had come out intending to hitch a ride with someone else.

Li Qinghe thought this young girl was quite brave, daring to hitchhike from the county town to the temple fair alone.

"A Qiu said she wants to watch wrestling. This time, the very famous Vu Phan Thanh Lien is also coming back, and A Qiu is going to see her..."

Nguyen Thi Thuy explained everything to everyone, but primarily to Li Qinghe.

The information immediately piqued Li Qinghe's interest. It turned out that in central and northern Vietnam, there had always been a folk tradition.

That is, at important traditional festivals or temple fairs in the countryside, a mixed-gender wrestling match would be held.

And these male and female wrestlers included folk wrestling masters as well as professional wrestlers.

Of course, most mixed-gender wrestling was primarily for entertainment, but it also had certain professional requirements.

It wasn't just a haphazard brawl. A very important point was not to intentionally touch the sensitive parts of male and female contestants. The condition for victory was to make the opponent's shoulders touch the ground for a moment, or for the opponent's hands and feet to be simultaneously off the ground for a period of time.

These all required certain professional wrestling techniques.