r18novel Chapter 3: A muscular physique that makes your legs weak just looking at it.
Chapter 3: A muscular physique that makes your legs weak just looking at it.
With each additional word she uttered, Aunt Zhao's face grew paler.
Of course she knows!
My son sends letters home every month, and he mentioned this matter in his letters. He also said that the woman's family is rich and powerful and can help him settle down in the city.
As for that haggard-looking woman at home?
They were originally there to do the work.
Yesterday, they asked her to borrow money from the mentally challenged family. The family promised her two hundred yuan if she could successfully borrow the money.
If this jinx gets caught cheating, she'll spread the word about her infidelity, and then her marriage with Gangzi will definitely end in divorce.
When the city woman gives birth to her son, she can get a marriage certificate with Gangzi and help him get a promotion. Then their son will be a city dweller.
Kill two birds with one stone!
But this was a top secret; no one in the village knew about it except for the mother and son.
How did that little slut know?
"Who...who told you all this gossip?" Aunt Zhao's finger trembled as she pointed at Xianglian. "Was it that neighbor...?"
She subconsciously thought of Qin Rushan.
Only the "lone star" who frequently goes out might run into him.
"If you don't want others to know, then don't do it in the first place."
Xianglian didn't answer directly, but took a step forward, "Mother, do you still want me to pick melons? I'm weak, what if I faint in the melon patch? I can't keep my mouth shut, and I'll tell all those gossipy women about this..."
"Shut up! Shut the hell up!"
Aunt Zhao screamed, like a mouse whose tail had been stepped on.
In this day and age, issues of conduct can be fatal.
If Zhao Gang's bigamy is exposed, he'll not only lose his future, he'll also spend the rest of his life in jail! Where will the Zhao family put their face then?
Aunt Zhao's chest heaved violently as she stared intently at Xianglian, wishing she could sew the woman's mouth shut.
But she didn't dare.
They have leverage over her. If she really makes a move now, and that crazy woman starts causing trouble, everything will be over.
"Okay...okay..."
Aunt Zhao gritted her teeth and swallowed her anger, her old face contorted like a dried orange peel. "Fine! You won't go pick the melons, huh? Then go and chop the pig feed! If you dare to shirk this chore again..."
"I know how to fight pigweed."
Xianglian interrupted her, bending down to pick up the tattered basket and sickle in the corner. "As long as Mother doesn't mention sending me to borrow money again, I'll keep Zhao Gang's mess to myself."
After saying that, she didn't even glance at Aunt Zhao, and with her basket on her back, she turned and walked past the stiff old woman.
The moment Xianglian stepped out of the courtyard gate, she breathed a sigh of relief.
My back was covered in cold sweat.
It turns out that this usually arrogant and domineering mother-in-law was nothing but a paper tiger.
The morning breeze felt cool on her face, yet it made Xianglian feel incredibly awake.
She carried a basket on her back and walked towards the pigsty behind the village.
As I passed by the Qin family's courtyard next door, I heard a series of "crack, crack" sounds of chopping wood.
The courtyard wall is not high, just high enough to see what's inside.
Qin Rushan, shirtless, was chopping firewood in the middle of the courtyard.
Sweat beaded on his bronze-colored muscles, trickling down his back and into his waistband.
He swung a heavy axe, each strike carrying a fierce force that seemed to smash the ground apart.
Wood chips flew everywhere.
The movements were so wild they made one blush and their heart race.
Seemingly sensing the gaze, Qin Rushan abruptly stopped.
He turned around, and his dark, deep eyes accurately captured Xianglian outside the wall.
Eyes facing each other.
Xianglian's face flushed red instantly, like a fiery sunset spreading to the base of her neck.
She tried to dodge, but her feet seemed rooted to the spot.
Last night's scalding embrace, that shameful touch, and that life-saving meat bun... all these scenes replayed in my mind.
As if possessed, she nodded slightly at the man who struck fear into the hearts of all.
That's how I thanked them for the steamed bun.
I also want to thank them for that intelligence.
Qin Rushan was taken aback.
Immediately, a smile broke out on that perpetually gloomy face, a face capable of stopping a child's nighttime crying.
He grinned, revealing a set of big white teeth.
The hideous scar running down his cheek didn't seem so fierce in his smile; instead, it gave off a... silly, simple charm.
It's like a fierce lone wolf wagging its tail high when it sees its own female cub.
Xianglian's face burned even hotter. She hurriedly lowered her head, gripped the straps of her basket tightly, and ran away quickly.
Qin Rushan only looked away when that thin figure disappeared around the corner.
He touched the back of his head, unable to suppress the smile on his lips.
Hey, my sister-in-law just smiled at me.
So lovely.
Qin Rushan was in a great mood and swung the axe even more enthusiastically, making the wooden stake seem like tofu in his hands.
However, neither of them noticed.
Behind a nearby earthen slope, a pair of eyes, burning with jealousy, were fixed on this scene.
That's Liu Chunhua, the village party secretary's youngest daughter.
She clutched a bunch of wildflowers in her hand, her fingernails digging into the stems, from which green sap oozed.
"You wicked Li Xianglian..."
Liu Chunhua bit her lower lip, her eyes filled with malice. "She pretends to be a virtuous and chaste woman all day, but behind your back, she's actually hooking up with that bastard Qin Rushan!"
Who doesn't know that Qin Rushan's house is hiding a lot of good stuff?
Liu Chunhua had long had her eye on this man who, despite his bad reputation, was actually quite wealthy.
Unexpectedly, this barren widow beat her to it?
Liu Chunhua stood behind the earthen slope, the wildflowers in her hand had been plucked into juice, staining her fingernails a bright green, which looked somewhat eerie.
A wave of bitterness welled up in her eyes and rose to her throat.
Why should I?
Why would Qin Rushan smile at Li Xianglian, that unlucky, taciturn woman who wouldn't utter a word even after being hit three times?
It should be noted that although Qin Rushan had a fierce reputation and was also known as a "eunuch," he was incredibly capable.
No one in the village knew that her father was the village party secretary. He had let it slip when he was drunk that time, saying that Qin Rushan had been running around these past few years, actually dealing in goods.
With the savings he has, he could probably buy two large courtyard houses in the county town.
Besides, this man is good-looking.
That muscular physique makes your legs weak just looking at it.
So what if I can't have sex?
As long as there's money, as long as she can live a good life, she'd accept being a widow!
Besides, Liu Chunhua is quite beautiful, and she doesn't believe this man is a saint who can remain unmoved by a woman's advances.
Thinking of this, Liu Chunhua straightened her Dacron floral shirt, spat into her palm, tucked the stray hairs behind her ears, squeezed out what she thought was her most charming smile, and swayed her hips as she walked towards the Qin family's courtyard.