"Yeah, it's good to have someone love you. Brother Jin, if you don't want to work, you might as well go back and stay away from us."
"..." Where was he wandering? He should just sit here... Besides, did he come here on his own initiative
Wang Jin was so angry that he laughed. He was eager to go back. He stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go back then. Amu, let's go together."
"Okay." Mu Ge'er stood up.
Yue Ge'er hurriedly stood up to persuade Wang Jin. When Wang Jin wanted to leave, he stood in front of Wang Jin and refused to let him leave.
Seeing this, the man mocked again, "Look, the leader's brother is begging to stay like this, he's really arrogant."
"Yes, it's different when someone dotes on you. If it were you, Brother Yue, just let him go back. He can't do anything anyway."
Hearing this, Yue Ge'er said in a tender voice, "Don't say that. I invited Ah Jin here to teach me how to weave."
"He claims to be teaching weaving, but who among us here doesn't weave better than him?" someone said with a disdainful look at Wang Jin.
Wang Jin chuckled. It had only been less than half a year since weaving became popular in the tribe, and these people had already forgotten who was the first to learn how to weave...
Yue Ge'er glanced at Wang Jin and his voice became more sincere: "Although Ah Jin is not good at weaving, he is a good teacher. All the brothers in the tribe who can weave were taught by Ah Jin."
It would be fine if this wasn't mentioned, but once it was mentioned, those guys who were already holding their anger became even angrier.
Wang Jin was a rich young man in his previous life and was used to ordering people around. When he taught those guys, his tone was as if he was ordering servants from his previous life. The good-tempered guys would learn it and forget about it, but the petty-minded ones would silently hold a grudge.
Unfortunately, there were several guys present who held grudges.
When Yue Ge'er mentioned the weaving experience intentionally or unintentionally, everyone's suppressed hatred was aroused.
Someone immediately objected: "What teaching? He taught everyone because he thought weaving was too troublesome. After everyone wove cloth, they were forced to give him some because of what he taught them! In this way, he got the cloth without doing anything!"
"That's right, this guy is just lazy!"
Mu Ge'er frowned and wanted to speak, but Wang Jin reached out to stop him.
There is no need to argue with these people. From now on, he will just not teach them anything and he will see who suffers the greater loss!
Wang Jin pulled Mu Ge'er to leave. Yue Ge'er saw it with his sharp eyes, a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes, and he stepped forward to stop them again.
The haze in his eyes was so thick that it could not be dispelled. However, Yue Ge'er was sincere on the surface, as if Wang Jin and Mu Ge'er were his important partners. He was protecting them in every way he said: "Ah Jin, don't be angry. We are just in a bad mood because we are rushing to finish the work. Don't take it to heart. It's my fault for not taking good care of you. I invited Ah Jin here, but let Ah Jin sit like this, which led to misunderstandings. Come, Ah Jin, please sit down. I just cooked some broth here. I'll have someone bring it to you to taste. Just think of it as you coming to help me taste the broth, not to teach you how to weave, and certainly not to work."
As he spoke, Brother Yue glanced at the guys who had mentioned Wang Jin before as a warning.
The brothers looked on and said nothing more.