"Springtime is Beautiful" Episodes 6-10 Author: Roaring Dragon (Old Fool)

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"Springtime is Beautiful"
Author: Roaring Dragon (Old Fool)
Publisher: Hetu Culture Co., Ltd.

[Episode 6] Synopsis:

Xu Zixing's plan to build vegetable greenhouses in Chunshui Village has officially begun!

Although there are overseas Chinese businessmen eyeing this industry, under the guidance of Dongfang You, he understands that their target is the overseas market, which arouses his even greater ambition.

After Zhu Qian found out that the overseas Chinese businessmen and Zhang Tianlin and others are relatives, she rushed to report, but her words offended Xu Zixing, a farmer, and also aroused his raging anger!

He vented his vicious words and sadistic desires on Li Yuzi, but unexpectedly, the matter was exposed and he was threatened by Wei Qiang!

[Episode 6] Chapter 1: Vegetable Crisis

When Xiao Li said this, although he was leaning against the driver, his voice was loud enough for everyone in the car to hear clearly. Upon hearing this, the foreign businessman, Fatty Zhang, beamed, buttoned his suit jacket back up, and adopted a "I'm an investor, your god of wealth" demeanor.

The driver, though inwardly annoyed, thought: So what if he's a foreign businessman? A few years ago, wouldn't you be considered a "black element

" (a derogatory term for someone from a low-class background)? We could throw rotten eggs, pig manure, and horse urine at you! However, after Xiao Li labeled him as "sabotaging investment promotion," the driver dared not speak. The Chinese have always believed in avoiding trouble; the common people don't fight with officials, and the poor don't fight with the rich.

The driver pointed to the speedometer, and Xiao Li glanced at it—sure enough, the top speed was only 60 miles per hour—knowing the driver's angry words were true.

The passengers were silent, each giving the three men, including Fatty Zhang, strange looks.

Fatty Zhang, the overseas Chinese businessman, smugly enjoyed the envious glances, his behavior becoming even more arrogant.

Holding onto the belief of "better to be a rich man's dog than a poor man's son," Xiao Li and Xiao Yang went to great lengths to flatter Fatty Zhang.

"It's a small country town, the car's broken and slow." "

Mr. Zhang, you're magnanimous, there's no need to stoop to the level of these farmers." The word "farmer" was clearly used with strong derogatory intent.

I've been to the city and know that city people often use "farmer" to insult others, and the recipient feels insulted and retaliates with the same term.

City people look down on farmers; city children discriminate against rural children, and many students from rural backgrounds are even afraid to introduce their families to their classmates. Ultimately, it's simply because city people live better lives than rural people. Whenever I encounter this situation, I secretly vow to make a name for myself and let city people know that our lives as farmers are no worse than theirs.

Sometimes I fantasize about leading my fellow villagers out of poverty and into wealth, so that every family can build a small villa. Hehe, let's invite the city folks over and see what kind of expressions they have when they live in a space of just over a hundred square meters.

Since I started selling vegetables, I've developed a great interest in business; as soon as I heard that this overseas Chinese businessman was here to invest, I pricked up my ears to listen to their conversation.

Xiao Yang took out a pack of premium Panda cigarettes from his pocket, handed one to the overseas Chinese businessman, Fatty Zhang, and said, "Mr. Zhang, have a smoke."

A pack of premium Panda cigarettes cost twelve yuan these days, which is half a month's income for an ordinary worker. I secretly clicked my tongue; the town really went all out to entertain this overseas Chinese businessman, even a casual pack of cigarettes was the best brand on the market.

I thought Fatty Zhang would take the cigarette, but to my surprise, he didn't appreciate it at all. He reached out and blocked it, took out an exquisite white metal box from his briefcase, and said, "Cigarettes in China are too bland, I can't get used to them. This stuff is strong enough."

Fatty Zhang opened the box, and there were ten purplish-red stick-like objects lying neatly inside the exquisite metal box. The thing looked like a cigarette, but it was two or three times longer and several times thicker than a regular cigarette. Everyone in the car looked at it curiously when Zhang Pangzi took out this rare item, and I was no exception.

Xiao Yang obviously didn't recognize it either, but the quick-witted Xiao Li exclaimed, "A limited edition Cuban Behike cigar!"

Zhang Pangzi said in surprise, "Huh, I didn't expect you to know about cigars? Here, here, you're lucky today, I'll give you one." He handed him a Behike cigar. Xiao Li took it like it was a treasure, excitedly lit a match, took a deep drag, and looked completely intoxicated.

"How's it?" Zhang Pangzi smiled, a hint of disdain flashing in his eyes.

Xiao Li, still savoring the taste, exclaimed, "A cigar that costs five hundred yuan is indeed extraordinary."

What? This cigar costs five hundred yuan!

Everyone in the car gasped in surprise. Xiao Yang, upon hearing that this cigar was equivalent to a year's salary, almost dropped his jaw in shock. His eyes kept glancing at the cigar box, and Fatty Zhang, noticing his thoughts, promptly offered him one. Little Yang bowed and scraped, quickly lighting his own.

Watching the three of them smoking so heavily, I felt a pang of sadness. It's truly infuriating to compare oneself to others; this Fatty Zhang casually "burned" 1500 yuan. If that money were in our countryside, it could allow so many poor families to live a good life!

After the two sycophants finished their flattery, they got down to business.

Little Li asked, "Mr. Zhang, when will your vegetable planting base be built? Do you need manpower? What do you think of me?"

Little Li was quick-witted, eloquent, knowledgeable, and adept at interpersonal relationships, and he served Fatty Zhang quite well.

Fatty Zhang nodded and said, "Hmm, you're a good young man. How about this, after my base is built, you'll come and be my secretary!"

Little Li was overjoyed and thanked him repeatedly; working alongside such a wealthy businessman, it would be hard not to prosper! As the old saying goes, "Better to be a rich man's dog than a poor man's child." Although Xiao Li held a secure civil servant job, he was always extremely ambitious. With a windfall falling from the sky, how could he not seize the opportunity?

Xiao Yang, standing to the side, was filled with regret, his satisfied cigar-smoking expression completely gone. He glanced at Xiao Li with envy and could only remain silent. He knew that Fatty Zhang didn't have a good impression of him, and asking for help again would only be humiliating.

I was shocked! This overseas Chinese businessman came to Chunshui Town to invest in vegetable farming, and he already had a competitor so quickly! The situation seemed dire. With several hundred thousand RMB and the town government's support, how large could a vegetable base be built? Probably several thousand acres.

All the way, my eyes were on the window, but I was actually listening intently to their conversation. From their conversation, I learned that the overseas Chinese businessman, Fatty Zhang, was a relative of someone in the town. He had smuggled himself to Australia during the Cultural Revolution, starting as a farm worker, and after twenty years of hard work, finally owned his own farm in Australia. This trip was a triumphant return home, and also a "contribution to his hometown."

He was involved in vegetable farming in Australia, so this investment was essentially his old business. The county leaders wanted to personally escort him to Chunshui Town, but Zhang the Fat was anxious about his cousin whom he hadn't seen in decades. He took two officials from another town near Chunshui and hurriedly found a car to go, only to have it break down halfway. They had no choice but to take a bus.

I had a vague feeling that something was wrong, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. I just felt like something was going to be detrimental to me.

Zhang the Fat's investment in a vegetable greenhouse base would obviously have a significant impact on my business. To be honest, I never paid any attention to those vegetable vendors before, even though they were my competitors. Back then, I was single and didn't care.

Now it's different. I borrowed money from my godfather and Uncle Fan, bought all the seeds, and am preparing to go back to the village to build my own vegetable greenhouse. Now everything is ready; we're just waiting to break ground tomorrow.

Unexpectedly, an overseas Chinese businessman appeared at this critical moment, dealing me a heavy blow. Competitors are enemies, and this guy is wealthy and powerful; how am I supposed to compete with them? I carefully analyzed the situation from all angles and realized that besides being a local, I had no other advantages.

But I, Xu Zixing, have always been stubborn and would never give up halfway. Since I'm here, I might as well make the best of it. I have Dr. Dongfang You, and with the help of my godfather and uncle, two local strongmen, I should be able to get a share of the vegetable market!

Right now, I'm agitated and wish I could fly back to the village immediately to have a deep talk with Dongfang You.

The car finally arrived in town, and Zhang Pangzi and the other two got out and walked towards the town government.

I hurriedly went to my godfather's house to get the big yellow ox, put it on the cart, and cracked the whip loudly.

Knowing its master was eager to get home, the ox took off running as fast as it could, the willow trees along the roadside bending backward.

Back home, after putting down the seeds, I called out to the house, "Yu Feng, I'm going to see Grandpa (Dongfang You)." Without waiting for her reply, I went out.

Yu Feng, who was doing housework, wiped her wet hands on her apron and came out, watching Xu Zixing leave.

She said, "Hey, what's wrong with the brat? He's in such a rush as soon as he gets home. His left eyelid has been twitching all morning; could something have happened?" There's a custom in the countryside that a twitching left eye means good fortune, while a twitching right eye means bad luck, referring to men. For women, it's the opposite: a twitching left eye means bad luck, while a twitching right eye means good fortune. That's why Xu Yu Feng said that.

I rushed to Dongfang You's house and quickly told him what had happened.

Dongfang You didn't say anything after hearing this, but calmly poured me a glass of water and said, "Here, Xiaoxing, have some water first."

I took the water, laughing and crying at the same time, "Grandpa, I'm so anxious, and you still..."

Dongfang You said kindly, "Even if the sky falls, people still need to eat and drink, right? Come on, have some water first."

I reluctantly drank the water in one gulp. I rushed over in a hurry and was indeed a little thirsty. Speaking of thirst, I remembered that I hadn't eaten lunch yet, and my stomach was a little hungry.

After I relaxed, Dongfang You sat in the rocking chair, his wise gaze sweeping over my face, and said, "Xiaoxing, do you feel that the enemy is too strong and you're afraid you can't beat him?"

Enemy? That's right, competitors are enemies.

I scratched my head and said, "Hmm, a little..."

Dongfang You said understandingly, "Don't be embarrassed, it's normal to feel nervous when facing a strong enemy."

A few words calmed me down. Dongfang You truly deserves to be called a wise man.

"Xiao Xing, let me ask you, do you think the overseas Chinese businessmen can beat you in terms of pure technology?"

"Is that even a question? They're wealthy and powerful, and they've returned from abroad, so their planting techniques are definitely far more advanced than ours," I replied matter-of-factly.

Dongfang You smiled and said, "What's the basis for your statement?"

I was taken aback and said, "I don't have any evidence. But Grandpa, you see, foreigners have far more advanced technology than our country in other industries. I think their planting technology is also better than ours!"

"Hehe, so you're just making assumptions without any evidence?" Dongfang You laughed, and I nodded in agreement.

Dongfang You suddenly became serious and said earnestly, "Xu Zixing, you can't judge things or do things based on assumptions alone. As far as I know, in the field of agricultural technology, our country leads the world, and our vegetable planting technology is even ten years ahead of Australia's."

I was stunned. Dongfang You was a scholar, and scholars always speak with evidence. What he said was not just empty talk. I had taken it for granted that foreign technology was advanced, but I never imagined that our country was actually number one in the world in the field of agricultural technology.

Dongfang You smiled and said, "You might not believe it, right? Hehe, it's okay, I can explain it to you. Our country has over 9.6 million square kilometers and a population of over one billion, but more than 800 million are farmers. Farmers make a living by farming, so our country is a major agricultural country."

He continued, "Agricultural technology development has always been a key project supported by the state. The country invests tens of billions of yuan in research and development every year, ranking first in the world in terms of agricultural technology investment. Yuan Longping, the father of hybrid rice, solved the hunger problem for over one billion people in our country, bringing international renown to the nation and creating new opportunities for agricultural technology research and development.

"Westerners' staple food is meat. Therefore, their animal husbandry is much more developed than ours in the East. However, their demand for vegetables is not as high as ours, so our country is a world leader in vegetable cultivation technology. I think Mr. Zhang, an overseas Chinese businessman from Australia, wanted to invest back in China, and I think he also considered this point."

Dongfang You's easy-to-understand explanation dispelled all my doubts. So that's why foreign businessmen are returning to invest!

Dongfang You took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and continued, "Xiao Xing, how much is pork per pound now?"

I was puzzled. Why did he suddenly ask about meat prices when we were having a perfectly normal conversation? A master is a master indeed; even a simple question made me feel a sense of profound mystery. So I cautiously replied, "Well, it sells for eighty cents a pound in our town."

Dongfang You then asked, "And how much are vegetables per pound?"

"Five cents a pound."

"Pork is more expensive than vegetables, right?" Dongfang You asked seriously.

Even a three-year-old could answer this question about price comparison correctly.

"Of course."

"Then, in Australia, which do you think is more expensive, vegetables or pork?"

If it weren't for Grandpa's earlier assumption, I would have answered without hesitation, "In Australia, of course, pork is more expensive than vegetables!"

But that was an assumption. I don't even know the prices in other provinces, let alone foreign countries, so I can't answer this question based on assumptions.

Westerners eat a lot of meat, so they must grow fewer vegetables. Based on the economic theories I've been reading these past few days, which mention "scarcity drives up prices," I deduced: "Could it be that in Australia, vegetables are more expensive than pork?"
Dongfangyou kindly replied, "You're a quick learner. I have an old classmate who currently teaches at a university in Australia, and we've kept in touch through letters. A few days ago, he wrote to say that it's not easy to find vegetables in Australia. Not only do you have to drive over 100 kilometers to Sydney to buy them, but the price is a whopping 1.49 Australian dollars per pound, while pork only costs 1.1 Australian dollars per pound." (Note: This is a fictional world; please don't associate it with reality.)

Then Dongfangyou told me some shocking news: 1 Australian dollar is equivalent to 6.5 Chinese yuan, or 30.5 New Taiwan dollars.

Good heavens! According to this, a pound of vegetables in Australia can cost 63 Chinese yuan. This is a world of difference compared to the 0.5 cents per pound in Chunshui Town.

The purpose of Zhang Pangzi, a businessman from overseas, building a vegetable greenhouse base in this remote and impoverished area is to transport vegetables from China to Australia and profit from the huge price difference!

A few days ago, I saw on the news that South Korea is currently experiencing a kimchi crisis.

Due to this year's abnormal weather, the price of cabbage, the main ingredient for kimchi, has continued to rise, reaching six or seven times the usual price, making kimchi unaffordable for many ordinary families in South Korea.

A head of cabbage in South Korea has already cost 60 or 70 RMB. The prices of other vegetables such as radishes and green onions have also skyrocketed.

If I could seize these opportunities to get rich quick, becoming a billionaire would no longer be a dream, but a reality in a short time. I was so shocked by this idea that I trembled, not from fear, but from excitement.

Dongfang You noticed the change in my expression, sighed inwardly, and shook his head, thinking: This kid is still too young.

He poured me another glass of water and said, "Xiao Xing, don't get excited, drink the water first."

I eagerly gulped down the water, but still felt thirsty, so I drank three more large glasses until my stomach was bloated, finally suppressing my burgeoning ambition.

Dongfang You muttered to himself, "Our country's information network isn't developed enough, and news from abroad is even scarcer. If it weren't for this letter from my old classmate, I wouldn't have known that vegetables in Australia could sell for the price of gold back home. Haha, a pound of vegetables can be worth a gram of gold! This isn't just vegetables; I think 'golden vegetables' would be more fitting!" "Haha..." (Note: In 1984, the domestic gold price was about seven yuan per gram.)

I was amused by his words, but after laughing, I sighed, "If only we had a channel to sell our vegetables to Australia!"

Dongfang You suddenly fell silent, shaking his head and nodding to himself, which puzzled me. I asked, "Grandpa, what's wrong?"

Dongfang You looked out the window and sighed, his eyes seeming to recall the past, his weathered face filled with sorrow.

I asked with concern, "Grandpa, did I say something wrong?"

Dongfang You shook his head and said, "Alas, when people get old, they always think about the past."

Hearing this, I knew that Grandpa had something to say, and it was about the past, so I remained silent and waited for him to speak.

"This old classmate of mine has been in the same class as me since high school, all the way through university, graduate school, and even my doctoral studies. We had the same advisor. He's a very righteous person, patriotic and loves his people. If it weren't for the Cultural Revolution, when he was framed and labeled a counter-revolutionary, he wouldn't have taken his family and fled all the way to Australia. Sigh, thinking about these things makes me miss my school days."

Then Grandpa told me another story. Memories are always beautiful, and before I knew it, an hour had passed, but I still had something on my mind that I was too embarrassed to bring up with Grandpa.

Dongfang You noticed my odd behavior and asked, "Xiao Xing, is something wrong? If so, just say it. Don't keep it bottled up; it'll make you sick."

I scratched the back of my head and said, "Hehe, Grandpa's eyes are sharp; how could I hide it from you? It's like this, could you perhaps ask Grandpa in Australia to help you make contact when you write this letter?"

Dongfang You slapped my forehead and laughed, "You clever little devil, always so opportunistic." Then, changing the subject, he sighed, "Alas, Xiao Xing, it's not that I don't want to write, it's that I can't!"

Hmm? I looked at him in confusion.

Dongfang You said, "Do you know who caused his whole family to leave their hometown back then?"

"Who?"

"A businessman," Dongfang You said casually.

I was speechless.

Clearly, Grandpa's old classmate hated businessmen to the core. Following the custom of "hating the house because of the crow," if Grandpa brought up such a thing in the letter, it might damage their relationship.

It was clear that although Grandpa was learned and had a wide circle of friends, his only true confidant was this old classmate. Grandpa valued their friendship highly and didn't want to bring up the past and upset his old classmate.

"Grandpa, Xiaoxing understands."

But I didn't give up. After thinking for a moment, I asked, "Grandpa, where can I learn Australian?"

Dongfang You stared blankly at me, then suddenly sprayed tea all over the table.

"Cough cough cough..." He coughed violently, which startled me, so I quickly patted his back and asked with concern, "Grandpa, what's wrong? Are you alright?"

After coughing for a while, he gestured for me to stop patting him and said, "I'm fine, I'm fine, but how come you don't even know what language Australia uses?"

Then, as if remembering something, he said, "That's right, you grew up in the village, where information was scarce and you dropped out of school early, so it's understandable that you don't know."

This time I understood. Dongfang You thought this was just a common-sense question, but for someone like me who hadn't had much schooling, it was indeed a problem.

Grandpa told me that Australia used to be a British colony, so they use English.

"Xiaoxing, Grandpa knows you want to plan ahead and learn English to lay the foundation for doing bigger business in the future, right?"

I nodded.

"Very good! Xiaoxing, you've done a great job. Opportunity favors the prepared mind. Many people don't understand the use of learning so much knowledge. Actually, when we learn knowledge, we may not use it at all, but that doesn't mean we won't have the opportunity to use it later. For example, you may not use English now even if you learn it well, but if your business grows big in the future and you want to sell vegetables overseas, knowing English will always be much more convenient. Grandpa supports you learning English, but Grandpa can read and write English, but he can't listen to or speak it."

"Then what should I do?" I frowned.

Dongfang You chuckled, "Xiao Xing! You really don't know how lucky you are. Don't you have the best teacher by your side?"

"Siya?"

"That's right. It's that girl, Song! As far as I know, Song has a national English Level 6 certificate, and her listening and speaking skills are also very strong. Even I, this old man, can't match that."

"Grandpa, look at what you're saying. Don't say that to her face, or she'll be so cocky."

Next, Dongfang You talked to me about marketing, especially instilling concepts like "market segmentation" and "market objectives."

Before leaving, he pulled several marketing books from the bookshelf and gave them to me, telling me to take a good look at them when I got home.

"Xiao Xing, you're expanding production; it's no longer just small-scale operations. Learning some marketing knowledge will only benefit you."

Grandpa spoke earnestly, and I solemnly accepted the thick books and went home.

When school let out, I went to pick up Siya. On the way back, I told Siya about it. Siya smugly smoothed her bangs and said, "Hmm, so you want to become my apprentice?"

"What apprentice? I'll learn from my own wife, why would I need an apprentice?"

Song Siya tilted her chin and said smugly, "That won't do. If you want me to teach you English, you have to call me Teacher Song." She shook her student exercise book, her expression nothing like a teacher, clearly a spoiled brat.

"No way, no way, who calls their wife 'teacher'? It'll make you feel old for no reason, won't you be at a disadvantage?" I firmly refused to back down and joked with her.

"No, I want you to call me that, otherwise I won't teach you." Song's tone was firm, not giving an inch.

"No way! I finally wanted to learn a foreign language, and you're making things so difficult for me?"

"Stop playing the victim, call me teacher, hehe..."

"Really, do I have to call you teacher?"

"Yes, you absolutely have to, you absolutely must."

"Then... can I call you 'teacher' in bed?" I said, amused.

Uh, Siya was stunned, a blush spreading across her face, a peach-pink stain reaching her neck.

"Xu Zixing, you're such a lecher! You brought this up in just three sentences. Humph, I'll beat you to death!" Siya chased after me, hitting me with a thick stack of homework.

I ran away, clutching my head, saying, "Oh, my wife, spare me! I'll never dare to

do it again..." "Don't run, you big bad guy! Today, I'm going to act on behalf of heaven and castrate your illegitimate penis! Let's see if you dare to harass a respectable woman in broad daylight again!"

We playfully bickered as we walked home, the setting sun witnessing our love.

From that night on, Ms. Song Siya, a primary school teacher, had the honor of becoming Mr. Xu Zixing's private tutor. Ms. Song Siya taught English for two hours every night, and Mr. Xu Zixing's reward for her was: a lifetime meal ticket.

The next day, Village Secretary Li Cheng led a group of people to find me, saying they wanted to discuss building a vegetable greenhouse.

I was a little indignant; building a vegetable greenhouse was a technical job, requiring not only skill but also a good location. It wasn't something that could be decided by simply finding a location and holding a meeting.

I politely treated the village officials to a meal and clearly told them that I had already asked the village carpenter, Wei Shichang, for help. I assigned the twenty workers I recruited to Wei Shichang, and they've been busy cutting bamboo and timber up the mountain these past few days.

I'm going to build plastic greenhouses with bamboo and timber structures.

These greenhouses are the cheapest to build, although they're not very durable, but they fit the current investment level perfectly.

The village officials listened to my enthusiastic explanation of the "technology" and drank quite a bit of sorghum liquor; they all went home tipsy and went to sleep, so they probably won't bother me during the construction.

Bamboo and timber greenhouses are relatively inexpensive, so I plan to build three greenhouses per acre.

In 1984, the bamboo and timber on this mountain were collectively owned, and since I was building greenhouses to benefit the whole village, the village committee didn't give me any trouble regarding the bamboo and timber. I didn't spend a penny; Wei Shichang led the twenty workers to carry several thousand kilograms of bamboo and timber down the mountain, saving me a lot of money on greenhouse materials.

Another major expense was the purchase of plastic film.

For cost considerations, I chose anti-aging film that can be used for ten months. There was nothing I could do; I only had 25,000 yuan. Just buying vegetable seeds cost 1,000 yuan, and it pained me! I hadn't even bought the expensive chemical fertilizers yet. With a minimum growing period of two months, I was worried this money wouldn't be enough for fertilizers—land is the most expensive resource.

I carefully cultivated the vegetable seedlings; once the seedlings were ready, half the battle was won. The inherent flaws in the seedlings couldn't be compensated for by fertilizers. After all, vegetables aren't people; they can't be strengthened through exercise.

While doing this work, I went back to the greenhouse at the old house and specifically set aside several plots to cultivate the seedlings. I worked from dawn till dusk, and the women felt sorry for me. Yu Feng offered to help me with her and Li Yu Zi, but this wasn't a job for just anyone; I insisted on doing it myself.

After sowing the seeds, I waited for them to sprout. While they were scrambling, I took Wei Sanzi to various contracted plots to choose the most suitable sites for building greenhouses.

The site for building a plastic greenhouse should be flat, sheltered from the wind, sunny, and free from tall buildings and trees providing shade.

If building in a mountainous area, it should avoid windy locations, ideally on a south-facing slope, with fertile soil, good drainage, and a low water table.

Water supply is a crucial factor in greenhouse site selection, as greenhouses cannot receive rainwater and require artificial irrigation to meet the needs of vegetable growth. If the greenhouse is built far from a water source, water supply will become a significant problem.

I've read many examples of greenhouses failing due to their distance from water sources, so I personally oversaw the construction.

After a year of practice, I realized the importance of site selection and am very fortunate that the two acres of greenhouses behind my old house were in the right place.

Wei Sanzi and I each carried a bag of quicklime, sprinkled it on the ground after selecting a plot, and then recorded the size of the plot, which family owned it, and other details for future reference.

Two days later, the 180 mu (approximately 12 hectares) of land for greenhouse construction was planned, and Secretary Li Cheng even convened a special meeting of all villagers.

At the meeting, faced with the high conditions I proposed, the villagers readily agreed and cooperated by paying the land rent in installments twice a year, every six months. That meant I would have to pay the villagers 5,000 yuan in rent every six months.

With the support of Old Master Li and Secretary Li Cheng, and my considerable reputation in the village, the meeting was a complete success. The meeting concluded with the signing of contracts. Siya acted as my temporary "mistress," sitting behind the table and handing pens to each villager who came up to sign the contract. Each time a villager finished signing, applause erupted from below the stage, and then he walked off like a hero.

Secretary Li Cheng was initially somewhat doubtful. "It's just rent," he thought, "Xu Zixing, just give me an IOU, are we worried you'll run away and not pay?" But I felt that while personal relationships mattered, the paperwork had to be complete. According to national law, land leases must be signed in contracts. Even close brothers should keep clear accounts, so I insisted on putting the law first. Besides, holding such a signing ceremony would further strengthen the farmers' confidence in leasing their land.

Li Cheng later said, "You little rascal, you're so clever for your age."

I chuckled foolishly.

[Episode 6] Chapter 2: The Policewoman's High Heels

Shortly after the successful signing ceremony, the county's approval came down, clearly instructing that villagers be encouraged to start their own businesses. Li Cheng even brought me a letter of commendation, which I neither agreed nor disagreed with, much to Li Cheng's delight.

I was secretly worried. Why didn't the town send anyone to such an important event? Only my godfather and Uncle Fan, who were close to me, came to congratulate me on behalf of the town's tax bureau and police station, respectively.

After a few drinks, my godfather and Uncle Fan spoke frankly. Most of the town's leaders supported my decision, except for the town mayor and his secretary—Zhang Tianlin's sister. The town government even held a special meeting on this matter. The only ones who opposed it were these two, but given the prevailing trend, even the town mayor dared not offend the masses.

According to regulations, the town government should send at least ten representatives to the signing ceremony. However, because overseas Chinese businessmen were also investing in building a vegetable greenhouse planting base, the townspeople naturally looked down on my investment of tens of thousands of yuan, bowing and scraping to the overseas Chinese businessman, Fatty Zhang.

At the dinner table, my godfather said with some worry, "Xiao Xing, I don't know what's going on this year, even fake foreigners are coming to invest in our poor, remote area. They're doing big business, big spending. With government support, 1.8 million yuan is enough to build a vegetable greenhouse planting base of four or five thousand mu. The location has already been chosen; for now, we'll use the three villages near the town—Chunjiang Village, Chunfu Village, and Chunnao Village—as the first phase of the base. They're rich and powerful, coming in aggressively. Can we compete with them?"

Uncle Fan echoed.

I laughed and said, "Godfather, Uncle Fan, don't worry, listen to me..." Then I told them about my conversation with Dongfang You, and the two men's worries eased a little.

"I figured that the overseas Chinese businessman, Fatty Zhang, is making huge profits—vegetable exports—so naturally he wouldn't compete with me for the mainland market. Besides, building his thousands of acres of vegetable greenhouses wouldn't be a matter of just a month or two. By the time he's finished, our vegetables will be on the market in large quantities."

Greenhouse vegetables typically produce a batch every two months. By that standard, their massive 5,000-acre base would take at least six months to complete. Since they have money, they naturally won't skimp on costs; they'll obviously be building alloy-structured greenhouses. Raw material procurement, greenhouse site selection, and construction—which part doesn't take time?

Even with the town government's support, the speed can't be accelerated. After all, the inefficiency of our government is astonishing worldwide. Foreign investment won't improve government efficiency; they'll probably just waste a lot of time on banquets.

I know this all too well.

"So what if we built a greenhouse covering a hundred acres? From the first to the fifteenth of the lunar month, the village officials come over every single day. My house is practically a restaurant for lunch and dinner. Yu Feng even joked that her cooking skills are now almost on par with a five-star chef.

This is the reality in our country.

Chinese people value interpersonal relationships above all else, and the dinner table is the best place to build connections. I'm not immune, and neither is Zhang Pangzi, the overseas Chinese businessman. From low-level village officials to mid-level town officials, high-level county officials, and even high-level city officials, which one doesn't need to be bribed?

" I chuckled, "He's got enough to keep him busy."

My godfather and Uncle Fan smiled silently; as insiders, they knew this all too well.

"Oh, why didn't your Grandpa Dongfang come to the conference today?"

"Grandpa is a scholar, he prefers peace and quiet. How could I trouble him with such a small matter?"

Godfather said to Uncle Fan, "Old Fan, how about we pay a visit to the esteemed master after dinner?"

Fan Wei asked me, "Is it alright if we disturb his peace and quiet?"

"It's alright, we're family. Godfather is my father, Uncle Fan is my uncle, and Dongfang You is my grandfather. How could he not see you two 'sons'?"

Uncle Fan slapped me on the forehead, laughing and scolding, "You brat, you think you can take advantage of me? You dare to make fun of me and your godfather!" Suddenly

, a cheerful child's voice rang out: "Well done! Excellent! A wonderful hit!"

Everyone turned around and saw a pretty little girl, about eight or nine years old, enter the room, throw her schoolbag on the sofa, and say to Fan Wei, "Hello, Uncle, my name is Xiao Qing. I'd like to be your friend, is that okay?"

Fan Wei, a man in his thirties, had never seen such a clever child who wanted to be his friend on their first meeting. While he was still in a daze, Siya had already carried Xiao Qing to a stool.

"Xiao Qing, stop fooling around, come and eat." Yu Feng had already filled a small bowl with rice and handed it to her.

I smiled and explained to them, "She's Grandpa Dongfang's granddaughter—Xiao Qing, her full name is Dongfang Qing."

Upon hearing this, Fan Wei solemnly extended his hand to the brightly dressed young girl, saying, "Miss Dongfang, I, Fan Wei, am honored to be friends with such a beautiful young lady."

Xiao Qing smiled slightly, extending her small, jade-white hand for Fan Wei to hold her fingertips, saying, "Thank you, Mr. Fan, for teaching Brother Xu a lesson for me. I'm very grateful."

Xiao Qing's serious, adult-like demeanor made everyone smile.

Fan Wei, being a playful old man, loved to tease, and asked, "Miss Dongfang, how did Mr. Xu offend you?"

Xiao Qing pulled her hand back, picked up her chopsticks, and grabbed a large chicken leg for herself, eating it with greasy mouth, muttering, "Hmph, Brother Xu is so mean! He hasn't played with me for three days."

Everyone was speechless.

The godfather looked at Xiao Qing and then at Song Siya, exclaiming, "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I wouldn't believe there are people who look so alike! You two really look like a mother and daughter!"

Siya affectionately patted Xiao Qing's head and said, "Of course! Many people say we look like mother and daughter. Xiao Qing, did you hear what your uncle said? You have to call me 'Mom' from now on, okay?"

Xiao Qing glanced at her, looking incredibly cute.

"I can't be bothered with you, Sister Song!"

Siya lightly punched her, saying, "You little devil, you won't take a loss even a little."

Xiao Qing said, "I'm a child, who am I afraid of!"

Her words made everyone burst into laughter.

Since Xiao Qing came to our countryside, her complexion has improved more and more, and her personality has become increasingly cheerful. Because Yu Feng and Song Siya both dote on her, they've raised her to be quite precocious.

Siya, however, said that this is the open education system abroad, and that foreigners teach their children this way to cultivate their independent personalities. Therefore, she didn't treat Xiao Qing like a child, but communicated with her in an adult tone.

With Xiao Qing around, it's impossible to eat; we're full just laughing.

Xiao Qing is small but has a big appetite; she can eat two large plates of food all by herself. Hearing that the two uncles were going to visit her grandfather, Xiao Qing quickly devoured a bowl of rice and two plates of vegetables, took the lunchbox Yu Feng had prepared for her, and skipped ahead, leading the way.

Dongfang You doesn't cook for himself. To ensure he can enjoy his retirement in peace, Yu Feng takes on the responsibility of preparing his meals. Xiao Qing basically lives with us, only going back to sleep at night. Dongfang You comes over for meals occasionally, but most of the time we bring him lunchboxes. These lunchboxes aren't fast food from outside; sometimes I complain to Yu Feng about how she saves all the good food for her grandfather.

On the way, I ran into Wei Shichang, who happened to need my help, so I had to go.

My godfather and Uncle Fan didn't mind at all, and even told me that business was important.

Wei Shichang talked to me about building the greenhouse for several hours.

When I got home, my godfather and Uncle Fan were already sitting in the living room drinking tea.

My godfather told me, "Xiao Xing, your Grandpa Dongfang is truly a man of great wisdom!"

I asked what was wrong, but they wouldn't say, remaining mysterious. I guessed my godfather must have consulted Grandpa about something.

They left early the next morning, and I officially began leading the construction of the vegetable greenhouses. Wei Sanzi had rented out all his land and was currently unemployed, so he was happy to help me. I was delighted to have such a strong and capable assistant.

Greenhouse construction is a complex subject. If conditions permit, the greenhouse should be oriented north-south, as north-south greenhouses receive 5% to 7% more light than east-west oriented ones, and the sunlight distribution is more even, resulting in a more gradual temperature change during the day.

I led over twenty people to demonstrate the structure, explaining as I went. The work was simple; they learned it quickly. Then I divided the twenty-odd people into five groups, all working simultaneously.

The high monthly wage of twenty yuan fueled the enthusiasm of these young men who had previously had low or no income.

In just five days, the empty frames for 300 greenhouses on 180 acres of land were completed.

I carefully inspected each greenhouse one by one and found no major problems. It seems these young men, under my guidance as the youngest "big brother," are working very diligently.

After setting up the frames, the next step was cultivating the soil, which was even more meticulous. First, the soil had to be turned over, then watered and fertilized with farmyard manure. We used up all the farmyard manure in the village on over a hundred acres of land. Then it was time to cover the plastic film. The plastic film we bought for three thousand yuan was easily punctured with the slightest force. Oh well, cheap stuff is cheap stuff; we can't afford high-end stuff.

I could only repeatedly remind the workers to be careful, very careful, very careful when laying the film and setting up the frames. Covering the film took another five days. Temperature control equipment? We couldn't afford that, so we had to stick to the old-fashioned method: a stove for each greenhouse, watering only when cooling was needed.

After about ten days, under my careful cultivation, the seeds sprouted and grew well. Then came the planting, watering, fertilizing… After

a whole month of hard work, my 180-mu vegetable greenhouses were finally completed.

Standing on the hilltop, looking down at the rows of white, semi-cylindrical structures, I was filled with emotion. These 300 greenhouses were the starting point of my Xu Zixing business!

In just one month, 20,000 yuan of the 25,000 yuan I invested had already been spent, and the bags of fertilizer I received were now stored at the old house.

As a responsible boss, I distributed tasks evenly among the employees. Those who completed the tasks satisfactorily were rewarded, while those who failed were punished. The money from the punished employees was used to reward outstanding employees. Therefore, every employee worked hard and diligently to avoid being penalized. One time, someone, realizing they couldn't finish the task while tilling the land, hurriedly called their family for help, and successfully completed the task within the allotted time.

With this precedent, everyone followed suit, leading Yu Feng to scold me, saying that twenty yuan had tied over twenty families to my scheme.

Actually, that was my intention. I wanted to involve the employees' families, since this was originally their land. I also set standards for the employees to prevent shoddy workmanship. Of course, this was only a method implemented in the early stages of greenhouse construction. Once the greenhouse was completed and put into use, non-employees were not allowed to enter.

Fortunately, by this time, construction was nearing completion, and everyone was busy.

I shared all my knowledge of greenhouse cultivation techniques without hesitation. In fact, all of this knowledge came from books; anyone who can read can learn it on their own.

To ensure the vegetables in the greenhouse grow well, I need to teach everyone the techniques and guarantee their skill level. I don't want an entire greenhouse of vegetables to be ruined because of a single employee's mistake. After all, the cost price of this greenhouse is eighty yuan! If the vegetables are ready for market, this batch can sell for about two hundred yuan.

So, to nip it in the bud, I gave them several training sessions and even personally demonstrated the techniques. During this period, everyone's enthusiasm for learning was unprecedented.

I worked from dawn till dusk, the heavy labor leaving me no rest. At night, I also studied English and, for the first time ever, didn't touch any women for a month. The moment I touched the bed at night, I would fall asleep immediately. Thinking about it, I really felt sorry for Yu Feng and Siya; I had neglected them a bit.

The bright moonlight shone on Siya's exquisite and shapely body, stirring up fantasies.

I touched Siya's body, and she rationally slapped my hand away, scolding, "Save your energy! You're exhausted, and you still want to do bad things? Aren't you afraid of ruining your health?"

I chuckled, "It doesn't matter if my health ruins, I can't neglect you."

Siya extended her delicate finger and tapped my forehead, scolding sweetly, "You're so irresponsible! We're in the startup phase now, do you think I'm being unreasonable?"

She grabbed my hand that was roaming over her beautiful body and said, "You're still developing, and you do such heavy work every day. Even if you wanted it, I couldn't give it to you."

I was quite moved.

Husbands and wives are indeed birds of a feather, sharing hardships together. With such a virtuous wife, I, Xu Zixing, should be content. But thinking of the task my godfather and Uncle Fan gave me—to pursue the policewoman Zhu Qian—I felt sorry for Siya.

Song Siya allowed me to have women on both sides and to have affairs with other women. But I knew she had her bottom line: to love her, marry her, and give her the guarantee of marriage! Now, facing the choice between career and family, what should I do?

Was I supposed to abandon Song Siya and marry Zhu Qian?

That night, I couldn't sleep at all…

In early spring, the peach blossoms bloomed, covering the mountains and fields, while my vegetables were thriving. The greenhouses were officially operational, and I suddenly had more free time.

For the past month or so, I'd made it a habit to stroll around the three hundred greenhouses every morning.

As I casually pulled weeds from one of the greenhouses, I suddenly heard someone calling me. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw Wei Sanzi running towards me from afar.

After calling out to the employee watching the stove, I crawled out of the greenhouse and bumped into Wei Sanzi.

He said breathlessly, "Uncle Xu… someone… someone is looking for you…"

He suddenly leaned close to my ear and whispered, "It's… a policewoman, and a woman…"

A policewoman? Could it be Zhu Qian?

"Where is she?"

"She asked me about you as soon as she got to the village entrance, so I sent her to your house." Wei Sanzi was tall and strong, but he treated me with great respect.

By this time, it was almost noon.

I patted him on the shoulder and said, "Sanzi, come on, let's go to my house for a drink."

Wei Sanzi chuckled and said awkwardly, "Um... today is my wedding anniversary with my wife, so... this... that..."

I laughed loudly, "Good! You've learned all the city people's tricks, Zhang Cuihua, that slut, is completely under your thumb now, isn't she?"

Wei Sanzi said smugly, "Of course, hehe, you don't know how slutty that slut is..."

I know, of course I know. I thought to myself: Zhang Cuihua is a typical harlot, she's not comfortable unless she's been fucked.

Wei Sanzi was immersed in "sexual bliss" and hurriedly went home to drink his wedding anniversary wine with Zhang Cuihua...

Thinking about the task my godfather gave me gave me a headache. What's wrong with Zhu Qian? I haven't seen her for a month or so, and she came to my door. What does she want?

When I got to the door, I heard the women talking and laughing inside.

"Xiao Xing's back? Come on, Zhu Huzhi has been waiting for you for ages!" Yu Feng was picking vegetables in the yard when she saw me and called out loudly.

I responded twice.

The table in the living room was piled high with all sorts of snacks, and Song Siya and Zhu Qian, two pretty girls of similar age, were sitting at the table chatting and eating melon seeds.

As soon as Siya saw me come in, she complained, "We have guests at home, why didn't you come back sooner?"

I smiled and said, "I went for a walk in the vegetable garden. Sigh, it was my fault for neglecting Officer Zhu. I'll punish myself with three drinks to apologize to Officer Zhu later."

Zhu Qian was still wearing her light green police uniform, the loose clothes couldn't hide her stunning figure, and her long, black, silky hair was draped behind her head, making her look even more dashing with her tall figure.

Zhu Qian's flower-like smile suddenly changed, and she said sarcastically, "Oh, so Xu is a big boss now. How come you treat me like an outsider after only a month or two?"

"Oh, how could I dare! You don't know, I have to drink with officials every few days now, and I'm so used to official jargon and polite talk that I hardly recognize myself anymore. Look at me, you've tainted this beautiful little flower of the nation's future. Sigh, don't even mention it..." I pretended to sigh.

"Pah, vain! It's just a small vegetable greenhouse. Even if a multi-millionaire boss invited me to dinner, I wouldn't even acknowledge him! I'm only here to give you face." Zhu Qian said sarcastically, but I winked playfully at Song Siya.

Song Siya understood and returned the wink.

"Miss Zhu, Grandma Zhu, it's just a little late! Please forgive me, I'm so magnanimous."

"Hmph, seeing your attitude is alright, I won't hold it against you for being late. However, while you may escape death, you can't escape punishment. Go cook a few dishes; I'm punishing you to prepare some of our two beauties' signature dishes."

"Yes, sir... please wait a moment, I'll be right there." I called out and slipped into the kitchen.

Zhu Qian grabbed Song Siya's arm and said sweetly, "Sister, you won't be angry with me for ordering your husband around like this, will you?" The feelings between women are always perplexing to men. When did these two beauties become so close?

Song Siya lightly flicked her nose and said, "You brat, you're so jealous! He's so domineering towards me. Humph!"

"Hehe, sister, why don't you become a policeman too? Let's see if he dares to be arrogant towards a policeman!"

"Police? Forget it, all that fighting and killing isn't for me. I prefer kids."

"Sigh, this is so depressing. I'm the only girl in the whole police station, I'm so lonely." Zhu Qian returned to her seat and sighed.

"Hehe, feeling lovesick? Want me to introduce you to a boyfriend?"

"Pah, pah, pah... Sister Ya, you're so mean, how can you say something like that?" Zhu Qian lightly punched Siya a few times with her small fist.

After the two girls played around for a while, Siya said seriously, "Xiao Qian, seriously, there are so many handsome guys in town, haven't you seen a single one you like?"

Zhu Qian shook her head and said, "What's the use of being handsome? I just don't feel anything for them! Sigh, by the way, how could a beautiful and high-achieving girl like you fall for Xu Zixing, that penniless guy?"

"Pah, you're the penniless guy! Hmph, you'll see in three years." Song Siya said confidently.

Zhu Qian tilted her head and asked, "So confident? Let me tell you, he has a very strong competitor now, he's..."

"An Australian businessman, right? I already knew. He earns Australian money, we're not afraid."

"Huh? How do you know that fake foreigner is in the export business?" Zhu Qian asked in surprise.

"Hehe, what can I do when my man is so capable?" Song Siya said proudly.

A woman's mouth has many functions, obviously the most important one is chatting. These two women chatted endlessly, even during dinner.

It was clear that Zhu Qian had fallen in love with Song Siya at first sight. Last time I had an accident, Zhu Qian expressed her feelings for Song Siya.

This time, after chatting for a few hours, the two became best friends, which was really fast, making me jealous.

After dinner, I took three adults and one child, four "women"—if Xiao Qing counts as a "woman"—to visit the starting point of my business—three hundred vegetable greenhouses.

When faced with vegetables, Zhu Qian completely lacked the competence of a police officer, becoming a curious child over everything.

Xiao Qing playfully pinched her cheek, saying, "Shame on you, Sister Qian is so useless, you can't even recognize a tomato."

Zhu Qian squatted by the vegetable patch, her pretty face flushed red.

Enraged, she chased after Xiao Qing, ready to hit her: "You little brat, how dare you talk about your Sister Qian like that! I'll beat you to death!"

Xiao Qing ran quickly, yelling at Zhu Qian, who was stumbling along behind, "Come on, come on, come and catch me!"

Zhu Qian must have been out of her mind today, wearing high heels. Could she even walk in mud like that?

I found it amusing and told Song Siya about it. She rolled her eyes at me and said, "Maybe it's for someone."

Hearing this, my heart sank. I tried to speak calmly, "For whom?" "

Hmph, you surnamed Xu, I'm warning you, if you dare to have any more frivolous thoughts… hmph…" Saying this, she held her small hand in front of my face, her long index and middle fingers forming a scissor shape, and pinched it!

I wiped the sweat from my brow and said, "Ugh, why is it so hot today!"

"Xu Zixing, stop pretending! I'm warning you, don't mess with girls again!"

Siya, still angry, used her "Nine Yin White Bone Claw" to give my waist a hard 360-degree twist.

"Yes, yes, my dear wife, I won't dare again," I said, bowing my head.

Seeing my lazy appearance, Siya stomped her foot in anger and said to Yufeng, "Sister Yufeng, look at him, he's driving me crazy!"

She had expected Yufeng to side with her, but Yufeng said something shocking:

"The more girls who like him, the more it proves his charm."

"Ah! Sister Yufeng, you…you're still defending him?" Siya covered her mouth in surprise.

Xu Yufeng said dismissively, "A man doesn't necessarily have to bring a woman home just because he likes her. As long as he's genuinely good to me, I don't mind."

Siya stomped her foot again and sighed, "Sister Yufeng, you'll spoil him like this."

Xu Yufeng smiled without saying a word, but in her heart she thought: If I hadn't indulged him, would he have married you?

Siya couldn't understand the meaning behind her smile, but I did. I secretly gave her a touched look, and Yufeng nodded in acceptance.

Sometimes, love between two people only needs a look to express it. Just like Yufeng and me, we often don't need words; a gesture, a glance, is our exchange of love. She never made any intimate contact with me in public, partly because she worried about the pressure of public opinion, and partly because she was considerate of Siya.

After all, Siya was young, easily excited, and easily jealous.

With a beautiful woman by my side, time always flew by. Strolling around, playing around, and an afternoon was over. I sighed, how decadent! If it were a few days ago, I could have accomplished so much in that afternoon.

Watching Zhu Qian playing happily with Xiao Qing, I thought: Could it be that Zhu Qian really came to see her friend because she was lonely and bored?

In the evening, Song Siya had to prepare lessons, Xiao Qing had to do homework, Yu Feng went to the old house to keep Li Yu Zi company, and I was dragged by Zhu Qian to go for a walk.

"Hey, hurry up! You're dawdling like an old man." Zhu Qian turned around and said to me impatiently.

"Hey, officer, we're taking a walk! We're not rushing to the execution ground."

"Pah, pah, children's words are innocent, good luck."

Speechless... Is there really such a big "child" as me?

There's not much scenery in the countryside, but our village has a small hill with a pretty good view from the top, especially looking down at the fruits of my labor—three hundred greenhouses. It's incredibly rewarding.

I led Zhu Qian to the top of the hill, pointed to row after row of greenhouses, and proudly said, "See these? These are all mine, all mine, Xu Zixing's."

Zhu Qian comes from a wealthy family and has seen all sorts of good things. Naturally, she looked down on my greenhouses.

"Alright! Alright! After knowing you for so long, I didn't expect you to be so narcissistic."

"Hehe..." I chuckled without saying a word.

"Alright, stop being so narcissistic, let's get down to business. Oh dear, you men really don't understand women's hearts. I'm wearing high heels and you still want me to climb a mountain. Ouch... my feet are killing me, quickly help me to sit on that rock..."

Zhu Qian stretched out her slender hand towards me, and I helped her sit down, laughing and crying at the same time, and said in a high-pitched voice, "Yes, Your Majesty..."

A pink fist flew out of nowhere, and she scolded, "Stop fooling around, let's talk about serious matters.

" "Alright, alright, go ahead, go ahead." I found a rock opposite her and sat down.

"You're in trouble."

"Is Zhang Tianlin trying to deal with me again?"

"Sort of, but he's just a nobody." Zhu Qian smoothed her bangs.

"Hmm?"

"You know about the Australian businessman investing here, right?"

"Yes."

"Do you know what his relationship is with Zhang Tianlin?"

I suddenly remembered that the businessman's surname was Zhang, and he said on the bus that he was looking for his cousin, could it be...

"The businessman Zhang Tianguang is Zhang Tianlin's cousin."

I sighed, "How come the Zhang family has so many relatives? An uncle who's a mayor and a cousin who's an overseas Chinese businessman—God's been too good to the Zhang family!"

Zhu Qian chuckled, a flash of disdain in her eyes, and said, "What's the Zhang family? Humph!"

"To your Zhu family, the Zhang family is naturally no match. But right now, they're targeting me, and you're not helping me."

"Not helping you? Why would I come to you if I wasn't going to help you?"

"If you really want to help me, tell your dad to put in a good word for the Zhang family and tell them not to bother me." "

You!" Zhu Qian suddenly stood up, glared at me, then sat back down, turning her head away.

I realized I'd said the wrong thing. Zhu Qian was an independent and self-reliant girl; seeing her willing to endure hardship at the grassroots level showed she didn't want to rely on her parents forever.

I slapped myself and cursed, "Ugh, look at my foul mouth."

Zhu Qian's expression softened slightly, and she gave me a "you know what's good for you" look. She parted her cherry lips and said, "You know I don't like relying on my family for everything, so don't expect my father to help you."

"Yes, yes, Officer Zhu is independent and her future achievements are limitless. The title of the city's number one female police officer is definitely yours." I laughed it off.

Zhu Qian was not ashamed at all, and even said shamelessly, "That's right!"

I liked her confident look. Every woman around me was top-notch, except for Li Yuzi, who was just a pretty face.

Speaking of Li Yuzi, I have to admire her. Even though Wei Qiang was already a good-for-nothing, she still supported him. To be able to marry such a "top-notch" woman, Wei Qiang's ancestors must have burned incense for eight generations.

[Episode 6] Chapter 3: The Beauty's Penguin Meat

"Zhang Tianguang will definitely come looking for trouble. Colleagues are enemies, I know this all too well." I picked up a stone from the ground and threw it hard. It hit a tree far away and made a "thud".

"Wow!" Zhu Qian exclaimed in surprise, "That was a really accurate throw." "

I used to just throw randomly when I was little, so naturally I'm accurate," I smiled.

Her eyesight was limited, and she couldn't see that the pebble not only hit the tree trunk but also embedded itself deep inside. Don't be fooled by this seemingly light throw; in ancient times, this move was called a "hidden weapon"—a flying pebble. It was powerful, accurate, and could cause anything from minor cuts to broken bones. It was very dangerous.

When my lama teacher taught me, he told me never to use it carelessly. I only threw it for fun during the off-season, and although I hadn't practiced deliberately for several years, I could already hit anything within fifty meters; of course, I couldn't compare to my lama teacher, who could hit anything within a hundred meters.

"Oh, right!" Zhu Qian suddenly jumped up, drew her pistol from her waist, struck a cool shooting pose, and aimed at the tree.

I was startled and exclaimed, "What are you doing?"

"It's been a long time since I've fired a gun, I'm a little rusty. Don't bother me, watch me practice shooting," she said casually.

I quickly grabbed her hand and said, "Oh my, my dear aunt, you're too bold! Daring to fire a gun like that?"

"What's there to be afraid of? There's no one here!"

I said irritably, "If you fire that gun, you'll scare all the villagers out, and they'll think I'm resisting arrest and you're going to shoot me! No, no, I absolutely can't let you fire."

Zhu Qian tilted her head, blinked her big eyes twice, and said, "Hmm, you're right. It's not good to startle the flowers and plants either." Then she put on the safety and sheathed the gun.

I broke out in a cold sweat. I thought to myself: This aunt is incredibly thick-skinned and audacious. If I sleep with her in the future, I'll definitely have to hide the gun under the bed. Otherwise... ugh... what am I thinking...

I'm both afraid and fascinated by Zhu Qian, this kind of uniquely beautiful woman.

You never know what earth-shattering thing she'll do next. You finally manage to calm her down, only to have her get angry again.

"How boring. This high-ranking officer drove all that way, dozens of miles of mountain roads, to deliver this message, and someone didn't even care!"

Zhu Qian angrily pulled at the grass on the ground.

I squatted down in front of her, looking at her sincerely, and said, "Zhu Qian, thank you. Having a female confidante like you, I, Xu Zixing, am content."

Zhu Qian hurriedly lowered her head, avoiding my gaze, twisting her clothes with her small hands, and said, "Well, friends...we should help each other..."

Zhu Qian was a little shy. Although I wasn't sure if she liked me, I knew she had feelings for me.

The atmosphere suddenly became extremely awkward. Zhu Qian remained silent for a while, unable to bear the ambiguous atmosphere any longer, before finally speaking, "Is there anything fun to do here?"

I laughed, "It's a remote place, there's nothing fun to do. Watching TV is good enough."

"Watching TV again? I'm so tired of that!"

Zhu Qian sighed, bored, and asked, "How about we play a game?"

"Sure!" Adult games were my favorite, but unfortunately, I didn't have the guts to ask her to play.

"I'll ask you questions, and you answer them, how about that?"

"Is there a prize for answering correctly? It's no fun without a prize."

Zhu Qian said aggrievedly, "I've already spent all my salary this month, I only have a few dollars left in my pocket, what am I going to give you as a prize?" After hearing that, I almost blurted out: Just give me a kiss!

Of course, I didn't have the guts to say it out loud, so I could only awkwardly say, "Oh, okay then."

Zhu Qian's eyes lit up, and she clapped her hands excitedly, saying, "How about this? I'll ask a question, and you answer it. If you answer it wrong, you have to give me two yuan. If you answer it right, it's fine."

"Seriously! You ask me a question and I have to answer it, and if I answer it wrong, I have to pay you? Do you think I'm a tycoon?"

"Hehe, I don't care. Who told me to come here as a guest? As the host, you should treat me to good food, drinks, and fun! Besides, as a beautiful woman, taking your money is giving you face. Didn't you see that fake foreigner offering me money, and I didn't even want it!"

Beautiful women are a rare resource in this world, so naturally they're in high demand. According to her logic, I was the one who took advantage of her. Seeing how enthusiastic she was, I didn't want to spoil her fun, so I said, "Alright, alright, seeing you begging me so pitifully for money, I, Xu Zixing, am magnanimous and won't hold it against you." "

You bastard! You can't stand even the slightest loss, and you even want to gain an advantage verbally, you have no conscience!"

Zhu Qian gave me a charmingly glare and said, "Listen carefully. The question I'm about to ask isn't just any ordinary question. If you answer it wrong, those two yuan will be in my wallet."

"Fine, just tell me already. I, Xu Zixing, am incredibly learned, exceptionally intelligent, as handsome as Pan An, and as wise as Zhuge Liang. What are you afraid of?"

"Ugh!" Zhu Qian feigned vomiting, then parted her cherry lips slightly: "A girl cooked a dish for a boy. After eating it, the boy thought the taste was strange, so he asked the girl, 'What kind of meat is this?' The girl said, 'It's penguin meat.' The boy pondered for a while... then suddenly burst into tears and committed suicide. Why?"

Typical police officer, always talking about her profession, asking bizarre questions, starting with murder cases. I didn't answer directly, but asked, "How many chances do you have to answer?"

"Three times, you have three chances. If you don't answer correctly all three times, two dollars will be in my wallet." Zhu Qian rubbed her small hands together, looking like a shrewd businesswoman.

I pondered for a moment, then asked her again, "What was the relationship between this girl and this boy?"

"Just friends."

"Is it like this: a boy secretly loves a girl, and after eating a meal she cooked, he was so moved he committed suicide?"

Zhu Qian stared at me like I was an idiot, saying, "If you secretly loved a girl, and you only ate a bowl of penguin meat cooked by her, would you commit suicide?"

I shook my head and said, "Uh...no."

"You've used one chance. You have two left, hehe."

Zhu Qian stretched out two slender, jade-like fingers, waving at me with a smile, and said, "Here's a hint: you can't think about this problem in the usual way, so you have to use your brain and find another way."

As Zhu Qian spoke, her long, slender legs swayed in front of me, my eyes following her legs, making me dizzy. How could I concentrate on thinking?

"Hmm, ah, oh." I answered irrelevantly, but in my heart I was thinking: She really is a beauty! If she took off her pants, what kind of legs would she reveal? Without a doubt, they would be absolutely gorgeous!

Seeing that I hadn't spoken for a while, Zhu Qian said impatiently, "I'll count to ten. If you still don't answer, you've forfeited."

Although she's beautiful, we have to be careful with every penny we have right now. No, I'd better answer the question honestly. This girl isn't honest; she's using her beauty to distract me.

"Don't rush me, I'm going to answer! Hmm... penguins seem to be a nationally protected animal... this boy must have eaten penguin meat, was afraid of being fined, and since he's penniless, he was afraid he couldn't pay, so he committed suicide."

"Thump!"

Zhu Qian smacked me hard on the forehead and said, "Hey Xu Zixing, are you out of your mind? If that's the case, would the boy have eaten penguin meat?"

"He forgot to ask before he ate it!" I argued.

"You! You're driving me crazy! I... I... I'm going to give you a few slaps." Zhu Qian looked around, as if searching for some kind of stick.

I instinctively took five steps back and said, "Hey, let's talk this out. Don't get physical. Men and women shouldn't touch each other. We can't let your parents down."

Zhu Qian couldn't find the stick, so she took off her high heels as if to throw them. I had to use all my words to persuade her to stop.

But I lost this argument. To stop the beauty from getting angry, I reluctantly pulled out two yuan from my pocket.

She waved the two dollars in her hand triumphantly and said, "I'll tell you the correct answer for the sake of the money."

"Actually, this question is from an FBI recruitment exam. It tests the candidate's level of psychological abnormality, so you can't use ordinary psychology to understand the suicide victim. A few years ago, this boy and a friend went on a trip and were shipwrecked, ending up on an island with nothing to eat. His friend went out to find food and brought back roasted penguin meat, but injured his leg while catching penguins. For some reason, the friend refused to eat the penguin meat and starved to death. Now, the boy is eating real penguin meat and realizes that his friend had cut off a piece of his leg and roasted it for him. Unable to bear the immense psychological torment, he committed suicide… You can't even answer such a simple question? You're really stupid."

I was dumbfounded. This question was truly insane! Who could even think of that?

"I admire you, I admire you. Normal people would never answer this kind of question."

"You're calling me a pervert?" She clenched her fists, making a cracking sound, as if to say, "You'll see."

"Hey, be a lady, be a lady..." I gestured with my hands as if I were scared.

"I won't hit you, but you have to answer one more question for me." As she spoke, she muttered under her breath, "Only two yuan, not even enough for someone to use Ya Cream tomorrow." Well

, this time I've walked right into their trap. Who told me to run into the policewoman during her famine? Consider it a loss to avoid further trouble.

"Okay, okay, you ask, I'll answer."

Zhu Qian's eyes sparkled with excitement as she asked the second perverted question of the night.

"There was a person in the desert, dead, head down, with several suitcases scattered around him, and he was tightly clutching half a broken match. How did this person die?"

Zhu Qian repeated the second question several times, emphasizing the word "match" to remind me. It seems the match is the key to this question.

"Let me think about it!" I rubbed my temples, and Zhu Qian obediently nodded, not disturbing my thoughts.

I carefully analyzed several key points in the problem: the desert, dying headfirst, scattered suitcases, and the half-match clutched in the deceased's hand.

Following conventional thinking, dying in the desert means either dying of thirst or being buried alive by a sandstorm. Since the deceased and the suitcase are visible, the sandstorm is clearly not the culprit; if he died of thirst, it would be more reasonable for him to be clutching a water bottle, but he was holding half a match!

It's said that the temperature difference between day and night in the desert is huge, could the deceased have frozen to death? But that doesn't make sense either, the match in his hand should have burned, how could it only be half left?

No, no, my current thinking is still conventional, not at all "abnormal." Zhu Qian said the answer is abnormal.

Half a match, a match, half a match is shorter than a match. Half, a match… what can I associate with half a match? Country folk like to use a match as a toothpick after meals to pick food scraps from their teeth.

A match equals a toothpick?

Toothpicks? Lottery?

Lottery! Yes, lottery. A flash of inspiration struck me, and I slapped my thigh in delight.

"I know! Hahaha, so that's how it is! This question is so weird, so incredibly weird!"

Zhu Qian said, "Oh? You know? Tell me about it." Clearly, she didn't believe I could answer it.

"Sigh, it's a pity I can't give this money to a beautiful lady!" I pulled two yuan bills from my pocket, flashed them in front of Zhu Qian defiantly, and then put them back in my pocket.

"Tch! I don't believe you. Tell me your answer!"

"Listen carefully."

I coughed twice, cleared my throat, and said, "According to my deduction, a group of people went on a hot air balloon trip. When they passed through the desert, the balloon leaked air, which was very dangerous. So everyone threw all their luggage out, but that still didn't work. The group then discussed throwing one person out. Who should they throw out? The group argued without reaching a conclusion, so they drew lots with some matches to decide. Whoever drew half a match would be thrown out. How about that, did you get it right?"

Zhu Qian became more and more shocked as she listened, and finally her cherry-like mouth opened into an "o" shape. Seeing this, my heart warmed, and I remembered the time Li Yuzi gave me oral sex. I was lost in thought. I haven't tasted meat in over a month... Hmm, how about tonight...?

"You... how did you figure that out?"

Zhu Qian grabbed my hand and asked, "When my teacher asked this question, no one in the class could answer it. You're amazing!"

I said smugly, "I told you, I'm as handsome as Pan An and as wise as Zhuge Liang..."

"Alright, alright, stop bragging. Tell me quickly, how did you figure it out?"

Seeing how impatient Zhu Qian was, I naturally couldn't keep the beauty waiting. So, under Zhu Qian's admiring, even worshipful, gaze, I explained my solution. The more

I spoke, the more disdainful Zhu Qian's expression grew. After listening, she simply shook her hand: "So, it was the 'country bumpkin using matches as toothpicks' that gave you the inspiration? Pshaw, such a small-minded mentality!"

I was a little annoyed and said, "What's wrong with being a peasant? I'm a farmer, I make my living from the land, and I'm still better off than you bunch of top police officers, aren't I?"

Zhu Qian was stubborn and wouldn't back down. Hearing me scold her, she pouted, intending to say a few words of apology, but the words that came out were, "What's the use of being better than us? You're still just a farmer!"

"You..." I hated being looked down upon by farmers more than anything. Because I am a farmer, and if someone looks down on farmers, they are looking down on me. So, I angrily flung my hand away, left with those harsh words.

"Yes, I'm just a poor farm boy, how dare I presume to be associated with the daughter of the police chief? Alas, I was naive. Oh, it's getting late, I won't keep you company any longer, you should go chat with some rich young masters."

"You..." Zhu Qian hated being treated like a rich heiress; it was a deep-seated taboo for her.

She yelled at my retreating back, "Xu Zixing, you bastard! Come back here and explain who the rich young lady is! Come back!"

A man's word is his bond. Once my stubbornness takes hold, nothing can change it. I went straight down the hill to find Yu Feng and the others.

Zhu Qian had been venting her anger and cursing on the hilltop for a long time, and before she knew it, it was getting dark.

The early spring evening was still a bit chilly, and the wind was strong on the mountain. The sky grew darker and darker, and Zhu Qian, a girl, had never been alone in the mountains at night.

Only after she calmed down and her anger subsided did she realize the seriousness of the situation. The mountain was pitch black, so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, and she had no idea where she was. A girl, arms wrapped around her shoulders, squatted alone on the ground, trembling with fear. Although she was a policewoman, usually fearless, she was still a girl after all, and she was afraid of the dark!

"Xu Zixing, you bastard! You left me all alone in this desolate wilderness, you're not a man! Waaah..." This pampered young lady had never suffered like this before.

"Help! Is anyone there? Help me, I can't see anything..." Zhu Qian squatted on the ground, gazing at the distant lights of the houses below. She tried to get up, but she wasn't familiar with the mountain path. The sky was as dark as ink, and she couldn't even see the path beneath her feet. How could she possibly walk? She could only sob softly, her cries filled with sorrow...

I angrily pushed open the door of the old house, the dilapidated wooden door creaking loudly. From inside came Yu Feng's wary voice: "Who's there?"

"It's me!" I said gruffly.

Entering the shed, Yu Feng and Li Yuzi each held a fire poker in their hands.

"That scared us to death! They came without a sound, banging on the door so loudly we thought a thief had broken in," Yu Feng said, patting her chest, a wave of her breasts rippling...

Li Yu Zi, still looking like a shy young wife, sat back down on the sofa to watch TV when she saw me.

The greenhouse was warm. Yu Feng came over, took off my coat, and put it aside. Seeing my unhappy expression, she asked, "What happened? Did you eat some gunpowder? You're so angry. Weren't you going for a walk with Zhu Qian?"

Li Yu Zi stared absently at the TV, but her ears were already perked up. She thought: Zhu Qian? He's been messing around with another woman?

"Don't mention her," I said irritably. "Just thinking about her makes me angry."

"What's wrong? You were fine when you left."

I didn't answer, but pulled Yu Feng into my arms and sat down next to Li Yu Zi, saying, "Come on, Yu Feng, let's get intimate. It's been so long since I've touched you. Tonight we..."

As I spoke, I started touching her, one large hand slipping inside Yu Feng's bra and roughly kneading her full, firm breasts.

"Ouch, you rascal, be gentle..." Yu Feng winced in pain. Li Yu Zi's pretty face flushed red, and she trembled, not daring to look at us, but her eyes kept darting around...

Having not tasted flesh for over a month, and now in a fit of anger, her lust and rage were burning intensely, and a violent rage rose within her.

I eagerly buried my face in Yu Feng's neck. A woman's body smelled so good. I sucked and kissed her desperately, wanting more and more, and couldn't wait to have sex with her.

"Ah, no! Xiaoxing, what's wrong with you today? What happened between you and Zhu Qian?" Yu Feng grabbed my collar tightly, preventing me from taking off her clothes.

"Yu Feng, I'm so upset. Quick, I want you, give yourself to me!" I said, my face flushed.

"No! Tell me what happened first!" Yu Feng insisted, and I reluctantly told her about our argument.

Yu Feng exclaimed, "You left her, a young lady, on the mountain?" "

I didn't leave her. She's so smart, she wouldn't be stupid enough to stay on the mountain, would she?" I was anxious and just wanted to climb on top of her to relieve myself.

"No, I'm worried, I'll go check on her." Yu Feng said worriedly.

"She's a rich young lady, she wouldn't look down on us farmers, don't worry about it." I said dismissively.

Yu Feng, unusually serious, said, "A woman's heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea. What do you stinky men know? I think Zhu Qian is kind-hearted, generous, just a bit strong-willed. After arguing with you like this, she'll definitely be too embarrassed to go back. Hey, stop touching her, you lecher, did you hear me? Come with me to find her!"

I was furious and wouldn't listen to her. Going there would be the same as admitting my mistake, wouldn't it? I did nothing wrong, of course I did nothing wrong, so naturally I wouldn't go to find her.

Yu Feng scolded, "How can you, a grown man, argue with us women over trivial matters?"

"This isn't a matter of men and women, it's a matter of principle. What's wrong with farmers? If she looks down on farmers, doesn't that mean she looks down on me? You go if you want, I'm not going!" I replied coldly, letting go of Yu Feng and turning to pull Li Yuzi into my arms. She symbolically struggled a couple of times, then let me do as I pleased.

"You... I'll go, fine, give me the flashlight!" Yu Feng reached out to me.

"Flashlight? Isn't the flashlight in the drawer? It's not in my hand!"

Yu Feng shoved me hard onto the sofa, saying, "If something happens to Miss Zhu, I'll see how you explain it to your Uncle Fan!"

I muttered, "What's there to explain? It's just a small mountain. There are no tigers or wolves, so why should she be afraid of wild animals eating her?" I then turned to Li Yuzi in my arms and said, "Yuzi, don't you agree?"

Li Yuzi frowned and said with difficulty, "Xing... Brother Xing, I... I think... you're wrong!"

"Hmm?" I said angrily, "Dare to say I'm wrong? See how I deal with you, you little slut." The little white lamb was instantly pounced on by the big bad wolf and pinned to the sofa...

Having not tasted meat for a month, how could I possibly hold back? My penis stood erect and pressed against Li Yuzi's lower abdomen. Li Yuzi had already noticed something, but this woman's charm in bed was shy and demure. No matter how much I touched her, she didn't move.

The flames of desire burned brightest in the silence. I impatiently embraced Li Yuzi, stroking her fair back with increasing force and breadth. When I touched her round little buttocks, Li Yuzi trembled slightly, responding by groping my body in return. Encouraged by her, I kneaded her plump, upturned buttocks forcefully, pressing her tightly against me. The

fire of desire surged through my mind, making me dizzy.

I rolled over and eagerly embraced her delicate body, showering her cheeks, lips, neck, and breasts with kisses. I used to enjoy slapping her tender little buttocks while fucking her, but playing the same trick all the time gets boring, so this time I didn't hit her, but instead cursed her fiercely.

"You slut, you really want a man, don't you?"

"Um...no." She squinted and shook her head.

"Still dare to say no? Look, your pussy's all wet, you're a fucking slut." I shoved the evidence in my hand in front of her.

"Um, you...you hit me...um..." She turned her head away, not daring to look at me.

I refused to hit her. Today, I was going to psychologically torture her, to release my pent-up lust. Mere physical actions were no longer enough for me. To satisfy my verbal urges, I viciously cursed her: "Shameless, adulterer," "You're a slutty woman," "You deserve to be fucked," and other such vile words poured from my mouth.

Li Yuzi's eyes were filled with tears. She bit her lower lip and silently endured my insults and actions. She didn't utter a sound. I was like a torrent reaching its outlet, my lust overwhelming my mind, my body controlled only by the instinct of desire. I had experienced this before, the last time I "raped" Song Siya, it was the same situation.

The last vestiges of reason in my mind desperately tried to stop the curses from my lips, but my mouth allowed the devilish soul hidden deep within to defile Li Yuzi…

Defilement gave me a perverse pleasure; the more I cursed her, the more I thought she was despicable, and the harder I fucked her…

The desire was stronger than ever before, naturally coming and going quickly.

When it was over, I lay on Li Yuzi's petite body like a dead pig. Li Yuzi stared blankly at the ceiling, her tears dried, her body warm, but her heart ice-cold.

A month's worth of fertility had been piling up; although not fully satisfied, it was still quite fulfilling.

I sighed and climbed off Li Yuzi's body.

The sight was horrifying!

Her petite, snow-white body was covered in bruises, like a dyed cloth; her whole body was swollen and red, her entire being puffed up, her once bright eyes now glazed over like dead fish eyes. Her lower body was a complete mess, a sight that horrified me.

For the first time in front of Li Yuzi, I felt guilty. Yes, guilty, utterly guilty.

"Yuzi, I'm sorry, I don't know what's wrong with me today. I was driven crazy by Zhu Qian, so..." I desperately tried to explain, attempting to bring Li Yuzi back to her senses. But she just turned her head away, ignoring me completely, then got up, wiped herself, dressed, and finally turned on the TV.

I put on a one-woman show for several minutes, but Li Yuzi's gaze didn't fall on me at all.

She was a woman of few words, often keeping her thoughts to herself. Since I slept with her, I'd never seen her truly talk to me.

She was afraid of me, never daring to disobey me, but today had truly hurt her deeply; vicious words are more painful than torture, otherwise, humans wouldn't resort to fighting over arguments.

"Yu Zi, I'm so sorry about today. Be alone for a while, I'm going home. You should go to sleep early too, watching too much TV is bad for your health."

I reluctantly put on my clothes and left the greenhouse. When I looked back after walking about a hundred feet, the TV screen in the greenhouse was still lit…

Reaching the front door, I pushed the gate, but it was tightly shut.

"Yu Feng, why did you close the door so early?" There was still light inside; they clearly hadn't gone to sleep yet.

After I called out, a commotion suddenly erupted from inside, and after a while, the light went out.

I was puzzled and called again, "Yu Feng, Siya, it's me, open the door." There

was silence inside.

Were they angry with me because of Zhu Qian?

I smiled slightly. Heh heh, did they think I couldn't get in if they didn't open the door? I walked to the wall, took a few steps back, then suddenly lunged forward, pushed off the wall, grabbed it with both hands, and flipped into the yard.

My pet wolf pricked up its ears and barked alertly. I quickly called out softly, "Little wolf, it's me, don't bark."

Recognizing its owner's voice, the wolf obediently went back to sleep.

The gate wasn't closed, just gently shut. I smugly pushed it open, saying, "Hehe, you don't need to open the gate, I can still get in."

*Splash!* A bucket of cold water was poured over me!

I was drenched, the bucket still hanging over my head, swaying back and forth…

Suddenly, the light blazed on, the brightness blinding me.

Xu Yufeng, Song Siya, and Zhu Qian were all there. Xu Yufeng and Song Siya laughed so hard they almost fell over, clapping their hands and giggling. Zhu Qian stared at me coldly, her face icy, her eyes filled with nine parts hatred and one part amusement.

I was furious. I'd been annoyed by Li Yuzi earlier, and now this inexplicable underhanded tactic was simply unbearable! She grabbed the aluminum basin from her head and slammed it to the ground, deforming it instantly.

"Are you rebelling? What are you doing? Trying to overthrow me? Trying to ride on my head?" I glared at the usually gentle, dignified, and virtuous Xu Yufeng and Song Siya. I thought: What's wrong with them today? Are they mocking their husbands like this because of outsiders?

Seeing my anger, the two women fell silent.

Song Siya pouted and said, "You know what you did wrong." As she spoke, she took Zhu Qian's hand and patted it reassuringly.

Only then did I notice Zhu Qian's red and swollen eyes, haggard appearance, and disheveled hair—the typical look of a victimized girl. If it weren't for the cold and fierce look in her eyes, I would have suspected she had been bullied by some man.

Yu Feng said, "Qianqian, alright, we've taught him a lesson for you. Let's just let it go, okay?"

Zhu Qian suddenly stood up, angrily saying, "How can it be so easy?" Then she turned to me and shouted, "Xu Zixing, I hate you!" She turned and rushed into Yu Feng's room, slamming the door shut.

Song Siya hurriedly knocked on the door, saying, "Qianqian, please open the door. Let's talk this out."

I was completely baffled by this strange situation. Was I having a bad day? Who did I offend? It seemed like everyone had a problem with me.

Yu Feng shook her head and sighed, complaining, "Look at you, what have you done to a young lady like this?"

"What did I do?" I asked, feeling wronged.

[Episode 6] Chapter 4: Wei Qiang Sells His Wife

Yu Feng glared at me fiercely: "You left a young woman alone in the dark, desolate wilderness for half an hour! How could she not be scared?"

It turned out that Yu Feng was looking for Zhu Qian with a flashlight when she ran into Siya. The two of them rushed up the mountain and found Zhu Qian sobbing by a large rock at the summit.

Zhu Qian was a city girl who only lived in the town; she had never been alone in the wilderness before. Naturally, she was cold and scared, and the short half hour had tormented the seemingly strong policewoman to the point of being unrecognizable.

Yu Feng and Siya tried to comfort her, but Zhu Qian remained unsatisfied. Finally, Siya came up with this insidious idea, saying it would help Zhu Qian vent her anger.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Qian was still furious, something Yu Feng and Siya hadn't anticipated.

Song Siya walked back to the living room and scolded, "Qianqian is really hurt this time. Zixing, can't you change your temper? Why are you arguing with a little girl? She helped you enough, didn't she? Don't you know how to be more considerate?"

At this point, I had no temper left. Sigh, it's all because of unfulfilled desires!

How could I possibly apologize to another woman in front of my wife? Sometimes men value face more than life itself.

Seeing my pathetic state, Song Siya was furious. She pulled Yu Feng and said, "Sister Yu Feng, let's forget about him and go to sleep." The two women returned to the bedroom and closed the door. Heh, well, now I have to sleep on the floor? This damn

qigong I practice has caused me so much trouble. My love life is giving me a headache. First it was Li Yuzi, and now it's Zhu Qian. Just a little temper tantrum? Now everyone's complaining. Forget it, I'll stop thinking about it. I'll just practice some qigong and calm my mind.

Qigong isn't a panacea.

It can invigorate the mind and improve intelligence, but it's not energy; it can't supply all the body's energy. So I get tired, I get weary. A few days ago, when I was busy, I even missed a few days of qigong meditation.

The higher the level of the practice, the stronger the temptations of inner demons become. But now I can't stop. I've only practiced for a few days, and the inner demons are already so strong. Imagine if I completely stopped practicing; I'm afraid I'd become a stallion only knowing how to sow seeds.

This is what they call forcing someone to do something they're not ready for.

Meditate, practice your skills.

The next day, I woke up from meditation to find a quilt draped over me, which warmed my heart. It seems my wives still care about their husbands.

Zhu Qian, with a stern face, hastily ate breakfast, exchanged a few words with Yu Feng and Siya, crumpled the two yuan bill into a ball, threw it in front of me, and angrily said, "I hate you!" Then she got on her motorcycle, leaving nothing behind but a wisp of smoke…

I had planned to apologize to Zhu Qian while I was in a good mood that morning, but she was so decisive, leaving without a word. I smiled bitterly as I crumpled the bill, only to find it covered in writing: "Xu Zixing is a bastard," "Xu Zixing is a bad guy," "Xu Zixing is a turtle bastard."

The small bill was covered on both sides with the words "So-and-so bastard" written in ballpoint pen. One corner had a small drawing of a face, roughly resembling me, with the words "I am Xu Zixing" written on the forehead, but "I am not a man" written on the face... I was both amused and exasperated; it seemed Zhu Qian really hated me.

A white blur flashed, and the banknote in my hand vanished. Siya snatched it, looked at it, and laughed so hard she almost fell over: "Sister Yufeng, come quick, I have something good to show you..."

From then on, this banknote became Siya's private collection, and she would use it to tease me whenever she had a chance...

Yesterday, I felt slightly uneasy about insulting Li Yuzi, so after lunch I went to the old house greenhouse to find her.

Unexpectedly, Li Yuzi hadn't arrived yet, so I watched TV while waiting for her.

Around two o'clock, Li Yuzi finally came, head down.

In the past, I would have complained to her: "The country has its laws, the family has its rules, you can't be late for work!"

Perhaps out of guilt, I only said, "You're here?"

Li Yuzi didn't answer, lowered her head, wrapped a white scarf around her neck, and silently sat down on the sofa.

It's not cold today, why is she wearing a scarf for no reason?

"Uh, yesterday... I was wrong, I apologize to you." I thought for a long time and felt it was necessary to apologize. First, I was indeed wrong, no matter what, the words I said to her were really too vicious. Second, I don't think it's shameful to apologize to your woman, on the contrary, it can reduce friction and improve the relationship.

Li Yuzi didn't say anything, didn't show any reaction, her whole face was buried in the scarf.

I became suspicious, the white scarf was even more conspicuous, was she trying to hide something? A thought struck me, and my right hand quickly pulled the scarf and ripped it...

"Ah! No..." Li Yuzi cried out, her small hands tightly covering her face.

But it was too late! I had already seen it!

Her whole face was bruised and black, all the pink and rosy glow from last night was gone.

I said angrily, "Did Wei Qiang hit you?"

"None of your business, give me back my scarf." Li Yuzi screamed and snatched the scarf, covering her face tightly again, but tears involuntarily fell from her eyes.

"That good-for-nothing Wei Qiang dared to hit my woman!" I was furious. Although Li Yuzi was nominally Wei Qiang's wife, she was practically my possession. This Wei Qiang was so ungrateful.

"Damn it, this kid dared to hit you, he doesn't want to live anymore. I'll beat him to death." I turned to leave.

Li Yuzi rushed over and hugged my waist tightly, crying, "No, please, don't hit him anymore. He's already pitiful enough with his leg broken by you, please spare him, please... Waaah..."

My heart softened, and she pulled me back to the sofa. Why should I hit him again? Because Li Yuzi was my mistress? But it's only natural for a husband to hit his wife, why should I interfere?

I was still indignant and asked, "Why did he hit you?"

Li Yuzi loosened her grip on me, her eyes fixed on the TV again.

"Does he know about us?"

Last night, I had humiliated Li Yuzi, so it was inevitable that she harbored resentment, and with these injuries, it was impossible to hide it from Wei Qiang. After a few slaps from Wei Qiang, Li Yuzi was bound to break down and confess.

"I...I didn't want to say it, sob..."

she sobbed, "This morning when I was showering, he found bruises all over my body, and he became suspicious. Then he...he asked me if I was cheating on him...I said no...but he threatened me, saying if I didn't tell, he would strip me naked and parade me to my parents' house...I...I..."

The truth will out eventually; I should have known.

Just as I was about to ask a few more questions, a disgusting voice suddenly rang out: "Oh dear, the adulterous couple are both here? Haha, that's good, saves me the trouble."

I turned around sharply and saw the crippled Wei Qiang limping in.

I glared at Li Yuzi, who stammered in terror, "I...I didn't know he was following me..." Her face was pale and bloodless.

"What are you doing here? Don't you want your other leg either?" I said coldly, my chilling gaze sweeping over Wei Qiang's normal left leg.

Wei Qiang felt a chill run down his spine under my gaze. He stiffened his neck, confident in his knowledge of the other man's shameful secrets, and chuckled, "Brother Xu, oh no, I should call you Boss Xu now, you're really going all out! Wow, three hundred greenhouses, a full three hundred! How much money are you going to make in a year? Just thinking about it makes my mouth water. But I know what kind of person I am. Compared to Boss Xu, I'll never earn that much money in my entire life."

He glanced at Li Yuzi, then changed the subject, "Hehe, who told me Wei Qiang to be so lucky, to have such a beautiful wife? Hehe, Boss Xu, my wife's skills in bed are pretty good, aren't they? You don't know, she was a virgin when she was with me. Wow, that feeling was fucking amazing..."

Li Yuzi hid behind me, trembling all over; I couldn't stand it anymore and roared, "Shut the fuck up!"

"Yes, yes, who am I, Wei Qiang? A thug, a scoundrel, trash, a disgrace to society, a national scum. How can I compare to Boss Xu? Boss Xu has a bright future; he'll definitely be the richest man in our village someday. But you know, I, Wei Qiang, have no other skills, but my mouth is the most damn foul. What if one day I can't control this stinking mouth and accidentally spill your beans, hehe..."

Greed gleamed in Wei Qiang's eyes.

Damn, this kid is really clever; he's already trying to blackmail me. But who am I? I'm Xu Zixing, the local tyrant of the surrounding area! Zhang Tiansen and Zhang Tianlin are powerful, aren't they? I still beat them up, didn't I?

Since everyone's speaking frankly, I'll relax. I leaned back on the sofa, crossed my legs, and forcefully pulled Li Yuzi into my arms, ignoring her struggles, and said, "Wei Qiang, you're a real bastard, aren't you afraid of losing face?"

"Thank you for the compliment, Boss Xu. You're right. But do you think a complete bastard would be afraid of something as trivial as losing face?" Wei Qiang limped a few steps, plopped down on the coffee table, and stuffed some pastries into his mouth...

I didn't expect this bastard to be so eloquent. Back then, Li Yuzi was probably tricked into bed by this guy's sweet words.

Before, I was young, my business was small, and I didn't know anything. As the saying goes, ignorance is bliss. Now that my business has grown, I understand more about human relationships and the ways of the world. I understand the power of gossip, the truth that rumors can spread like wildfire, and the power of public opinion to change one's reputation. If this gets out, my reputation will be damaged. The villagers will despise me, insult me, and even worse, they might unilaterally break the contract and demand that I return the land immediately.

My supporters, Old Master Li and Secretary Li Cheng, will be very disappointed, and I will lose a major asset in the government.

From the moment Wei Qiang walked in, I imagined a thousand possible outcomes of failure. Without a doubt, if this gets out, I'll be the butt of everyone's gossip.

But what good will Wei Qiang get? Nothing! Wei Qiang isn't stupid; he won't do something so thankless. I've long since figured out his dirty tricks.

"So, how much do you want?" I said calmly.

"Money?"

Wei Qiang, revealing a set of yellow teeth, said, "Boss Xu, we're not talking about money today. What is money? Money is a fucking bastard! Talking about money hurts feelings, hehe, what kind of relationship do we have? Of course, we share our pants and our women..."

I mocked, "Are you even capable of doing that now?"

Wei Qiang's lips twitched nervously, his face turning extremely ugly. He suddenly glanced at Li Yuzi and said, "This slut told you, didn't she? Hehe, that's right. Now my leg is crippled, and my dick can't get hard. I'm a complete piece of trash. Boss Xu, tell me, what's the point of living for a piece of trash like me?"

I gave him a cold look, took out two large bills—twenty yuan—from my shirt pocket, and threw them at Wei Qiang's face. "Take it, I'll treat it like I'm raising a dog. I'll give Li Yuzi an extra twenty yuan every month, I'll support you for life."

"Hehe, Boss Xu, look at you, aren't you being too polite? What's yours is mine, what's this talk of supporting or not supporting? Your home is my home, isn't it? Talking about money hurts feelings, talking about money hurts feelings..." He said this, but his hands were quick. He wasn't afraid of losing face, he bent down to pick up two large bills from the ground and quickly stuffed them into his pocket.

"Brother Xu, I told you, we're not here to talk about money, we're here to talk about cooperation!" Wei Qiang spat twice on his dirty hands and tidied his messy hair.

Wei Qiang was clearly up to no good, it seemed he had a big appetite.

"Cooperation?"

"That's right, cooperation. Let's not play games, I'll just tell you simply. I want 50% of the net profit from your 300 greenhouses every year."

Wei Qiang's outrageous demand startled me!

"Based on the secret you currently possess?" I said sarcastically.

Wei Qiang said nonchalantly, "Don't you think this secret is worth the price?"

I said without hesitation, "Yes, it is!"

"So, you agree?" Wei Qiang clapped the crumbs from his hands, looking at me excitedly.

"Agree? Did I say I agreed?"

Wei Qiang was furious, slamming his hand on the low table and yelling, "Damn it, are you messing with me? I'm not afraid of anything, I'm just a worthless person, why would I care about losing face? If you piss me off, I'll tell everyone about your adulterous affair, let's see who dies first!"

Wei Qiang was ultimately a petty thug with no manners, and he became desperate after being pushed to his limits by my few words.

I smiled slightly and said, "You want to take 50% of the profits without doing anything? Do you think such a cheap deal will fall from the sky?"

Wei Qiang was stunned, not recovering for a long time, and asked, "You...you mean, you want me to work for you?"

I smiled and nodded.

"Why?" Wei Qiang asked suspiciously.

"You know, we're in this together now, so I feel more confident, right?" I smiled, looking like a cunning old fox.

Wei Qiang came with great fanfare and left with great joy.

All the way, he still couldn't figure out why Xu Zixing had invited him to help in the greenhouse. Was it really as Xu Zixing said, to keep an eye on him and prevent him from talking nonsense?

Poor Wei Qiang, with his petty thug's intelligence, couldn't possibly guess Xu Zixing's intentions.

"Damn it, I'm just a worthless wretch, what am I afraid of!"

Wei Qiang cursed viciously, whistling as he limped with a twisted, pigeon-toed gait. He patted the twenty yuan he'd earned from selling his wife in his pocket and headed towards Zhang Widow's Shop, the only shop in the village…

"I…I'm sorry…I shouldn't have…"

I patted Li Yuzi's shoulder, trying to comfort her. "It's not your fault. Secrets can't stay hidden forever. This kind of thing was bound to come to light sooner or later, I just didn't expect it to happen so quickly."

The deed was done; complaining wasn't wise.

The first priority was to shut Wei Qiang up. Wei Qiang was somewhat clever. An ordinary person might have tried to blackmail me repeatedly, but Wei Qiang was shrewd; he knew the principle of "a cornered dog will jump over the wall." He extorted 50% of the profits plus fifty yuan a month.

To keep the secret, I naturally agreed to this not-too-demanding condition.

But a scoundrel like Wei Qiang couldn't keep a secret. If I let him idly wander around the village every day, he

might one day blurt out some dirty secret while drunk and cause a huge uproar. Rather than living in constant fear, it's better to keep him close by and supervise him. Of course, someone like him shouldn't be given any real work; a night watchman or thief-prevention post would be most appropriate.

Heh heh, what kind of person am I, Xu Zixing? Definitely not a good person. Would I let Wei Qiang take half the profits so easily? Wei Qiang, oh Wei Qiang, the real show is yet to come.

I thought of the story of Xiao He dealing with a rogue, and a slight smile appeared on my lips... When

Li Yuzi saw this smile, a chill ran down her spine, and an ominous premonition arose.

"Yuzi, what's wrong?" I touched her forehead; it was a little cold.

"I... what will I do in the future?" Li Yuzi whispered.

I rubbed her small breasts and pert buttocks through her clothes, feeling extremely pleased with myself.

As the saying goes, "Sleeping with another man's wife is a great pleasure in life." With my worries gone, I felt much better. I kissed her jade-like neck a few times and said, "Rest well. From now on, you'll stay with me."

After giving the instructions, I turned to leave.

"Wait...wait a minute."

"Is there anything else?"

"I...I don't want to stay at Wei Qiang's anymore. Could...could you lend me this room?" Li Yuzi stammered.

Now that this matter has become public, Li Yuzi is naturally afraid to see Wei Qiang. Anyway, she's been eating and sleeping in this room almost all the time, so no one will gossip if I let her stay.

I said, "If you want to stay, then stay. When are you moving out? I'll have Yu Feng help you."

"No need!" Li Yuzi waved her hands repeatedly, "I...I don't have much stuff, I can move it all by myself."

"Alright then, is there anything else?"

"No...nothing..."

"Then I'm leaving."

"Hmm..."

From then on, Li Yuzi moved to the old house, secretly cutting ties with Wei Qiang and completely throwing herself into my arms.

Afterwards, the whole village was in an uproar over one thing—that little rascal Wei Qiang had actually gone to work in the greenhouse!

Wow, this was incredible. Back when they were selecting twenty workers from over a hundred strong young men in the village, everyone was scrambling to get them. Wei Qiang, parachuted in, with that limp, actually became the night watchman!

It was hard not to understand, and it would cause gossip. People naturally didn't dare ask Xu Zixing, so they could only speculate. Some said that Xu Zixing had a sudden burst of kindness and regretted breaking someone's leg, so he compensated by giving him work; others said that Wei Qiang's wife had fallen for Xu Zixing, and Wei Qiang caught them, so he had no choice but to give Wei Qiang work; still others said… and so on, the gossip was endless.

Rumors reached my ears, and I admired the imagination of the masses; though not entirely accurate, they weren't far off…

I used Wei Qiang's character to spread the word that I regretted cutting off someone's leg, that my conscience had awakened, and that even a scoundrel is human, so I gave him a job. People applauded, praising my magnanimity, and all the rumors were dispelled. This tactic was taught to me by Grandpa Dongfangyou—fighting fire with fire, using rumors to dispel rumors.

Time flies, and more than half a month passed in a flash. The first batch of vegetables was growing well, making me beam with joy, and I searched everywhere for sales channels.

Chunshui Town couldn't handle such a large quantity of vegetables. If these vegetables were dumped into the town's vegetable market, it would surely cause chaos. The town's vegetable market was basically saturated; if they were sold there, other farmers would definitely suffer losses, leading to a sharp drop in vegetable prices. This risk was too great, a worst-case scenario.

Therefore, I could only sell these vegetables to the county vegetable market. The county vegetable market had fixed stalls, and renting a stall wasn't expensive. However, none of my men had experience selling vegetables, so the best approach was wholesale, selling directly to vegetable vendors.

Just as I was preparing to go to the county to contact business, Li Mingli returned.

Li Mingli had been investigating Zhang Tiansen in the county for two or three months. Being away from home is different from being at home; the five hundred yuan I gave him had long been spent, so he had to come back. On the other hand, he couldn't find any new leverage against Zhang Tiansen, so he had no choice but to return.

As soon as the two met, Li Mingli said dejectedly, "Brother Xu, I've disappointed you."

"Not at all, Mingli, you've done a great job. Getting so much information without getting close to Zhang Tiansen is already quite good. Mingli, let's have a welcome lunch today."

The two drank heavily at the table, and Li Mingli became more and more relaxed.

"Brother Xu, although I couldn't find out Zhang Tiansen's background, I have some good news."

"Oh? What good news?" I picked up a piece of food and put it in my mouth.

"Once, I went to the market to buy vegetables and casually mentioned our Chunshui Village to someone. That person was very polite to me and said that there was a capable person in Chunshui Village who had built a 180-mu vegetable greenhouse and was competing with foreign businessmen's vegetable bases of several thousand mu. I was intrigued when I heard this. How come even people in the county knew about this trivial matter in our Chunshui Town? After asking around, I found out that even the vegetable vendors knew about it. Then someone tried to connect with me and asked if I knew Xu Tieshou."

"Who is Xu Tieshou?" I asked in confusion.

Li Mingli laughed loudly and said, "Brother Xu, that's you."

"When did I get that nickname?"

"Brother Xu, didn't you break a tree with one palm when you beat up Wei Qiang last time?"

I nodded.

"Later, the news spread throughout the town. I had this nickname back when I was a driver, but I never told you. Who knew it would reach the vegetable vendors in the county? They say there's an Iron Hand vegetable vendor in Chunshui Town who can break a tree with one slap. Now that you've expanded your planting, a lot of people want to buy vegetables from you!"

"Is that so?" It's like finding a needle in a haystack, only to have business come to me effortlessly.

"It's true. As soon as I told them you were my older brother, they were incredibly polite to me... Hehe, I must say, it's the first time I've ever been treated like this. They offered me cigarettes and tea, and before I left, they all gave me their names and phone numbers."

Li Mingli pulled out a piece of paper and said, "Look, there are more than a dozen people."

I took it and looked at it. Goodness, the paper was densely covered with the contact information of more than a dozen people. Although the handwriting was unsightly, in my eyes, "every word was gold."

I slapped my thigh and laughed heartily, "Mingli, you're truly my lucky charm! You've helped me a lot!"

My worries vanished, and I spent the entire afternoon drinking with Li Mingli in my joy.

That evening, I called, and all I heard was a commotion on the other end.

I didn't say anything, just told them to come to my greenhouse and see for themselves. Once they saw it, I wasn't worried about them not buying!

The vegetable vendors readily agreed, eagerly saying they'd come the next day, and I happily agreed.

The next day, many vegetable vendors came to the village to look at the vegetables. The vegetables grown by ordinary families were not only yellow and thin, but also full of insect damage. But the vegetables grown in my greenhouse were different; each one was vibrant and full of life, like it had taken stimulants, with an excellent appearance. Many vendors wanted to place orders on the spot.

I had already set a wholesale price, two-thirds of the retail price, with a minimum order of 100 jin (50 kg). Even such stringent conditions couldn't dampen the vendors' enthusiasm. Everyone was afraid that by the harvest season, there would be more vendors than vegetables, so they all paid a deposit and signed a purchase contract before going home with peace of mind, just waiting to pick up their goods as soon as they were ripe.

This business is going too smoothly! Am I some kind of superhuman lucky charm? When luck comes, nothing can stop it! Puzzled, I went to ask my grandfather. He didn't answer me directly, but told me to go back and carefully read the economics book he'd given me before.

I studied it meticulously for three nights and finally understood. Right now, our market is a seller's market; resources are scarce, and greenhouse vegetable cultivation isn't widespread. These days, it's like picking up money everywhere; it's rare to lose money in business.

The vegetable vendors who come to buy vegetables either grow their own or buy vegetables from others. But most of their vegetables are seasonal, and on the one hand, their vegetables don't look as good as ours, and on the other hand, their supply isn't as plentiful as mine. Moreover, the vendors think my vegetables are good, plentiful, and have a stable supply, so they want to build good relationships first for easier business in the future.

After a dozen or so vendors promoted it, my "Xu Tieshou Greenhouse Vegetables" became well-known in the county market. Within a few days, all my vegetables, including off-season vegetables, were pre-ordered.

While I was happy, I also wondered if we should name our vegetable greenhouse. "Xu Tieshou Greenhouse Vegetables"? That name was so hard to pronounce. "Chunshui Greenhouse Vegetables"? No, no, don't let people get the wrong idea.

"Xiao Xing, what are you thinking about? I haven't seen you busy in the vegetable garden this early in the morning. What are you doing sitting here in the living room all day?" Yu Feng came up behind me and massaged my shoulders.

"Sigh, why is it so hard to come up with a name?" My lecherous hand climbed onto Yu Feng's plump buttocks.

Yu Feng slapped my hand away and scolded, "So early in the morning, so indecent."

I chuckled, "Then you help us name our greenhouse vegetables, otherwise my lecherous tendencies will kick in."

"It's just a name, right? This little thing is too difficult for you? I think we should take one character each from my and Siya's names and call it 'Ya Yu Greenhouse Vegetables'." "

Ya Yu, Ya Yu..."

I slapped my thigh, turned around abruptly, and kissed Yu Feng on the cheek, laughing, "What a wonderful name, what a wonderful name! Our dishes are like a beautiful woman with fair skin and delicate bones; eating them brings joy and elegance. Hehe, Yu Feng, how can I repay you for coming up with such a wonderful name?"

Seeing the lustful glint in her man's eyes, Xu Yufeng knew he was up to no good. Startled, she fled through the back door, crying, "No..."

Yufeng's running was violent, her buttocks bouncing, arousing my desire. Remembering

how long it had been since we'd made love, my heart burned even hotter, and I couldn't wait to chase after her...

[Episode 6] Chapter 5: Outdoor Sex?

Yufeng was wearing a white tracksuit today, the well-fitting clothes perfectly accentuating her curves. Her carefully tied ponytail danced in the wind like a beautiful butterfly. I chased after her through the back door, startling her with a shriek. She twisted her waist and ran towards the back hill. Her agility was like that of a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.

Yufeng was getting younger and younger.

Forgetting my feelings, I opened my arms and pounced on her like an eagle catching a chick.

We chased each other, soon crossing the back hill and arriving at a small grove of trees.

This grove on the back hill was contracted and cultivated by Li Cheng. Intimidated by the village secretary's authority, no one dared to come here, making the grove extremely quiet.

Spring was in full bloom,

and everything was coming back to life. Although it was springtime, the rainy season hadn't arrived yet, so the grove was covered in dry firewood and fallen leaves, making it feel like walking on cotton.

Recently, Yu Feng had been busy with housework and helping me in her spare time, so she rarely had this kind of leisure. She flitted freely through the grove like a happy oriole, her laughter filling the small space.

"Hey kid, come on, try and catch me!" Yu Feng playfully wiggled her beautiful hips at me and made a face.

"Gotcha, I won't be polite!" I chuckled mischievously, but my feet didn't falter, leaping several steps to close the distance.

"Ah!" Yu Feng cried out in surprise, turning and running away, saying, "You little pervert, try and catch me!"

Her beautiful figure flashed several times and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

I was dumbfounded!

I suddenly remembered something. Before Li Cheng contracted this forest, it seemed that my Ninth Uncle was the owner of it. So, Yu Feng knew this forest much better than I did!

What should I do?

"Yu Feng, Yu Feng, come out! I suddenly remembered I have something to do, I'm going back." I shouted around.

"Hmph, you little pervert, stop trying to fool me. I learned those tricks when I was three!"

Yu Feng's smug laughter came from deep in the woods.

"Hey, see where you run to!"

I jumped towards the source of the voice but missed. I asked in confusion, "Huh? Why is no one here?"

"Haha, little brat, come and catch me!" Yu Feng laughed smugly.

"Come on then, I'm not afraid of you!" I ran towards the source of the voice again, but didn't see a single person. I was completely baffled by her trickery.

Just when I was at my wit's end, I suddenly heard a whooshing sound behind me. I turned around abruptly and was grabbed by someone.

"You brat, are you convinced yet?" Yu Feng hugged me, panting heavily with sweat.

"I'm convinced, I'm convinced! Tell me quickly, why is this forest so strange?"

"I won't tell you, unless..."

"Unless what?" Yu Feng whispered a few words in my ear.

After hearing this, my eyes gleamed with lust, and I was greatly surprised. I asked, "Yu Feng, are you sick?"

"Go away, I'm perfectly fine." "

Then why did you suddenly say such lewd things?"

"You brat, are you going to do it or not? If not, I'm going back."

"No, no, no, my wife begs me, how can I refuse?" I smiled and quickly took off my clothes.

Yu Feng wasn't idle either; she was even faster than me, tearing off her clothes in a few moves and spreading them on the soft, withered leaves. Then she lay down on her own, biting her little finger, looking like a seductive vixen.

In my eyes, Yu Feng was indescribably beautiful. Every gesture she made exuded charm, every smile and frown was perfectly natural. Heaven truly blessed her, giving her not only a face that grew more beautiful with age, but also flawless skin and a devilish figure—full breasts, a slender waist, rounded hips, and legs without a ounce of fat, along with a pair of smooth, white feet.

Ordinary farm women, constantly busy with farm work, often had large, coarse feet, their skin rough like sand. But Yu Feng's feet were less than five inches long; a single hand could easily cover them. Her skin was soft and delicate, smooth as new silk.

Although the "Joyful Law" had many flaws, its benefits were countless. Since following me, under the nourishment of the "Joyful Law," Yu Feng seemed several years younger, her skin improving day by day.

"You brat, what's so special about feet? Look how much you adore them," Yu Feng rolled her eyes at me.

"Hehe, Auntie, your skin is getting more and more delicate, even your feet are so pretty, can't I even touch them? You're so stingy!"

"You brat, your mouth has gotten sweeter and sweeter in the last six months, I wonder where you learned that from."

"Who else could it be? It's you, Auntie!" "

Pah, pah, pah! I'm not your auntie anymore, don't you dare call me that!" Yu Feng punched me like a madwoman.

"Auntie, Auntie, Auntie..." I insisted on calling her that.

Yu Feng was furious, and one of her slender hands reached for my lower body as if trying to catch the moon in the sea; I calmly reached out and grabbed her small hand. Yu Feng struggled, but her bra hanging in front of her chest fell down.

In an instant, as if a long-awaited rain had fallen after a drought, or dark clouds had parted after a long rain, my vision suddenly brightened, and two large, white, rabbit-like breasts sprang out. My limp penis, as if injected with hormones, suddenly stood erect like a javelin, thrusting straight at Yu Feng's eyes, less than ten centimeters from her mouth. Yu Feng

seemed startled; her scream abruptly stopped, like an old duck suddenly being strangled. She froze for a full two seconds, her snow-white skin turning visibly pink, until even her pretty face burned like fire.

"Auntie, have some bananas," I said lewdly, rubbing my erect penis against her lips...

"Ptooey!" Yu Feng snapped out of her daze, spitting on my penis, but wasn't angry.

"Auntie, you're so thoughtful, knowing my penis is a bit dry and needs lubrication."

"You little pervert, your head is full of erotic thoughts, today I'm not going to eat... um..."

She only got halfway through saying "eat" before I cut her off. While she was speaking, I thrust my penis in, pried open her mouth, and gave her a good blowjob!

Yu Feng made "um" sounds, desperately trying to tilt her head back, but I held her head with both hands, so she couldn't escape.

My penis was halfway in, pressing against her throat. As she resisted, her smooth little tongue clung to the shaft and swirled around. A wave of intense pleasure surged through my penis, making me feel like I was in heaven. I yelled, "Ah!"

"You little brat, why are you yelling so loudly?"

Yu Feng's voice suddenly came. She had taken the opportunity while I was in ecstasy to pull my penis out of her mouth. The five-inch-long penis gleamed with a lewd light, exposed to the air.

My lama master said that the average person's erect penis length is about three to four inches. For example, before I practiced the Joyful Law, my erect penis was only four inches long at its longest. After practicing the Joyful Law, aside from the first level of foundation building, from the second level onwards, the penis grows by one inch with each level achieved. When the seventh level, the snake-like coiled posture, is successfully practiced, the penis will reach the human limit of twenty inches in length! It will be the king of penises!

I once asked my master if he had reached that level. My master told me that he had practiced diligently for sixty years and only reached the sixth level. For more than ten years, he had been unable to break through and had no hope in this lifetime.

I thought to myself: even if I reach the fifth level, my penis will be eight inches long, hehe, enough to make me laugh at millions of people...

Anyway, after Yu Feng spat out my penis, a spring breeze blew by, making my penis feel cool. The early spring wind was still quite cold.

"Hmph, all you know is oral sex, let's see how you play now." Yu Feng had learned her lesson, covering her alluring little mouth with one hand, and said provocatively.

"If they don't want me here, there are plenty of other places that will." I chuckled and laid her down. Before she could even react, my penis was already pressed against her deep cleavage...

My two large hands were on her breasts. Seeing these dazzlingly beautiful breasts, I couldn't help but recall the standards for beautiful breasts described in books: full, symmetrical, supple, and elastic; the breasts are positioned relatively high, between the second and sixth ribs; the nipples are protruding, slightly turned outwards, located between the fourth ribs; the distance between the two nipples is greater than 20 centimeters, and the distance from the nipple to the midline of the sternum is 11 to 13 centimeters; the diameter of the breast base is 10 to 12 centimeters; the height of the breast is 5 to 6 centimeters; the diameter of the areola is 3.5 to 4.8 centimeters; the areola of a young girl is rose-red, turning brown after marriage; the shape is upright and hemispherical or small conical, with conical breasts being considered beautiful for unmarried girls and hemispherical breasts for married women.

Yu Feng's breasts resembled two conical towers, with round and large bases, pert tips, and pink areolas.

"Auntie, the book says married women's areolas are brown, but yours are pink, like a young girl's?"

"They used to be brown, but ever since I've been with you, I don't know why they've become redder and redder." Yu Feng was also confused.

I laughed, "Looks like it's the effect of the Joyful Technique."

"Stop using your lousy qigong, stop playing around and get down to business." Yu Feng's face turned even redder as she said this. I looked down and saw a stream of water flowing from her pink vulva, wetting a large patch of her thick, black pubic hair, dripping steadily onto her tracksuit underneath.

Ha, Auntie wants me to fuck her!

I won't give in!

I didn't say a word, but squeezed her 36D-cup breasts with both hands, the wonderful feeling sending a warm sensation through my body, making me groan comfortably; without stopping, I inserted my penis inch by inch between her breasts, and the moment my glans was squeezed by her breasts, my soul trembled, and I felt so good that my soul almost flew away.

Yu Feng's breasts were large, making them perfect for the demanding activity of "breast sex"; if it were Siya's small 32B cup breasts, this kind of exercise would be quite difficult.

However, big has its advantages, and small has its own uses.

I pulled my thoughts back and focused on enjoying the beautiful flesh before me.

This was my first time doing breast sex; I had only ever seen it in novels before, and trying it today was truly wonderful.

The tender and elastic breasts tightly enveloped my penis, from the glans to the shaft, finally penetrating to the hilt, with the glans protruding from the top.

This feeling wasn't as pleasurable as before, so I started trying to thrust like I was having sex, my penis plunging in and out of those two mountains of breasts. After only a few rounds, a blissful sensation spread throughout my body, like my soul was flying.

People are greedy, and having tasted the sweetness, I started to speed up my movements, each thrust and withdrawal as if I had practiced a thousand times, extremely skilled, the snow-white breasts rubbed until they were as red as fire.

"Auntie, help me?" I suddenly said with a pained expression.

She was startled and asked in a panic, "Zixing, what's wrong?"

"I can't feel anything on the head of my penis, help me!"

Yu Feng's face flushed crimson, as if it were about to bleed. She hesitated, but when she saw the genuine pain on Xu Zixing's face, she finally made up her mind. She arched her back, lowered her head, opened her mouth, and stuck out her tongue.

Suddenly, something soft touched the area near the glans, and a mysterious, indescribable sensation, like an electric shock, spread throughout my body. I perked up, my expression of pain instantly turning into pleasure. My hips twisted rapidly, my penis rubbing against her breasts, while the head of my penis tried to touch Yu Feng's small, fragrant tongue.

The coronal surface of the glans is where a man's nerve nodes are most densely packed, making it the most sensitive part of his body. Due to the difficulty of breast sex, even my five-inch-long penis couldn't go straight into her mouth. So, only when I thrust forward, and Yu Feng leaned her head forward and stuck out her tongue, did the head of my penis and her tongue have a 0.1-second chance to make contact.

The barely perceptible touch of my glans, without any support, made me incredibly sensitive. That 0.1 seconds of pleasure was equivalent to an hour of continuous penetration!

I was completely absorbed in this new game, my penis barely a blur from the constant thrusting. Less than three minutes later, an uncontrollable sensation surged through my nerve endings, and a stream of milky-white semen shot from my glans, forcefully into Yu Feng's mouth.

Yu Feng was completely unprepared; she hadn't expected me to ejaculate so quickly. There was no precedent for this, and she choked on the semen, gulping it down.

The sensation of ejaculation was so intense that several more streams shot out, landing on Yu Feng's face, eyes, nose, mouth, forehead, and breasts…

I held her large breasts tightly, smearing the last drop of semen on her pink nipples before finally finishing.

"Hmph, you little brat, are you satisfied now?" Yu Feng snarled.

I pointed to my erect penis and said, "Does it look like it's satisfied?"

"Ah!"

Yu Feng exclaimed in surprise, "Didn't you used to go soft after just one ejaculation?"

"Hehe, it's so good to have mastered the Crane Form and Crane Entering Technique of the Great Joy. My essence is full, so ejaculating two or three times is no problem! Besides, I'm only sixteen years old and still young! Ejaculating a few more times won't hurt my body."

As I spoke, I moved my erect penis down, just as I was about to enter the cave, but I saw a divine hand blocking the entrance, preventing me from entering.

"Auntie, stop pretending. Look at you, all wet and dripping with juices, you've been holding back for ages."

Hearing the word "Auntie," Yu Feng's body convulsed, her vagina tightened, and her juices flowed even more freely. She scolded, "You little devil, you lecherous brat, I told you not to say those words! I'm no longer yours... ah..."

Taking advantage of her distraction, I grabbed her hands, spread her legs, and without even looking, thrust my erect penis into her!

"Ah! You, you be gentle, oh oh oh..."

Yu Feng moaned incessantly, her beautiful, melodious cries filling the air. These sounds were like a battle cry, giving me boundless energy. Like an engine just fully fueled, I swung my penis with full power, wildly pounding her vagina.

Yu Feng's vagina was small and tight; among all the women I'd fucked, only the slut Zhang Cuihua could compare. Unfortunately, although Zhang Cuihua's vagina was deep, it wasn't as tight as Yu Feng's. Plus, it had been frequently penetrated by Wei Sanzi, so I had lost much of my sexual interest in her.

Yu Feng's vagina was truly wonderful!

With each thrust, Yu Feng's vagina clenched and tightened, trapping my penis firmly inside, preventing it from escaping no matter how much I struggled. The tightness around my penis and the friction from its thrusting motion washed over me, truly a pleasure I never wanted to leave…

"Ugh... Oh... Oh... I... Ah! Ah! Too hard..."

Yu Feng moaned, her eyes glazed over, oblivious to her surroundings.

"Then slow down!" I was about to slow down when she screamed, "No! Faster... Faster... I want it harder... Fuck me harder... Oh..."

Yu Feng rarely took the initiative like today. Since she made a request, how could I, as a man, refuse? Wiping the sweat from my forehead, I slapped her beautiful buttocks hard with my large hand and roared, "Fuck, I'll fuck you to death!"

"Fuck me to death!"

Yu Feng moaned, hugging my waist, her big buttocks moving her vagina up and down in rhythm with my movements, taking my penis even deeper.

I knelt between her legs, hoisting her feet onto my shoulders. With my left hand, I gripped my penis and thrust it forcefully into her beautiful, wet vagina. It was warm and tight inside, enveloping my shaft. The head of my penis struck deep within her. Then I grabbed her large buttocks, squeezing her plump flesh and thrusting into her like a storm…

“Oh… I’m dying… Oh… It’s so beautiful… Oh… Oh… So good… Ah… Ah… Ah… Oh… Oh… Thrust harder… Oh… Oh… Oh…” Yu Feng trembled all over, her lower body arching upwards. Suddenly, a gush of liquid spurted from deep within her vagina; she had actually squirted.

The warm liquid shot onto the head of my penis, right at the most sensitive part of the glans. I shuddered, unable to hold back, and my semen gushed from my urethra, hitting the uterine wall hard.

Yu Feng screamed, clinging to me tightly, the beautiful echo reverberating through the forest…

Afterwards, Yu Feng was overwhelmed with shame and chased me down the mountain early.

I happily strolled around the greenhouse, reminding the staff not to be careless as the vegetables neared ripeness. With nothing else to do, I decided to sneak a peek at Siya's class at the school.

We'd been a couple for so long, and I'd never seen her teach a class—what a dereliction of duty!

In the old days, our Chunshui Village was poor; teachers came and went in quick succession. All of Siya's previous teachers had left, and the school didn't even have a principal. Teacher, homeroom teacher, dean of studies, principal… she wore many hats. Fortunately, there weren't many students—only about thirty from first to fifth grade.

Rural children start learning late, and many are slow learners and difficult to teach. Siya often complained to me about a student who was thirteen or fourteen when he started first grade. What could we do? They were barely getting enough to eat; how could we expect them to study and learn to write?

Then Xiaoqing came.

The adults in the village took a liking to this adorable little girl at first sight. This little girl was only seven or eight years old, but she knew everything. The fourteen or fifteen-year-olds in the village weren't as smart as her. She was also very pretty, wearing the nicest clothes from the city, and had a PhD grandfather and a wealthy brother. The village children were incredibly jealous. But the villagers knew this little girl came from a powerful family and couldn't afford to offend her, so they repeatedly warned their mischievous children not to bully her.

That's how things are in this world; what you fear most often comes to pass.

When I arrived at school, I heard the school bell ringing in the distance. It wasn't an electric bell, but a half-section of a steel rail hanging from a large tree. Next to the school lived a single old man who had never married. He loved children, and since I started school, he had volunteered to ring the bell.

He didn't ask for payment or endure the hardship, ringing the bell for the children day after day for years, just hoping to see them playing happily during the few minutes between classes.

When class ended, the children shouted and rushed out of the classroom to the playground. The boys squatted on the ground playing marbles, while the girls gathered in groups of three or five, playing games with a long rubber band. The once quiet school suddenly transformed from a primitive society into a modern one, with boys chasing and playing, and girls skipping rope and kicking shuttlecocks – a lively scene indeed.

Last time I visited Siya's house, she specifically took me to see the elementary school she attended. I don't want to say anything else, but one thing disappointed me greatly: city schools are built taller than skyscrapers, and their playgrounds are smaller than chicken coops.

Students can only sit in the corridors basking in the sun during breaks. Want to play? Often, hundreds of eyes are staring at a few people. Those playing on the playground are naturally embarrassed and shyly hide in the classrooms.

What's the use of a bright and clean classroom when children's natural playfulness is suppressed in a small space? Children's hearts are locked inside buildings, unable to reconnect with nature. No wonder I often see news of student suicides in the newspapers, and most of these people are city students.

From afar, I saw a pretty little girl playing shuttlecock with a group of other girls. The girl was dressed neatly and beautifully; who else could it be but Xiao Qing? Just

as I was about to approach, I noticed something was amiss.

A tall, thin boy with a roguish look walked up to Xiao Qing, said a few words to her, and then it seemed like something unpleasant happened between them. Xiao Qing screamed, and I vaguely heard, "Find a teacher..."

Then I saw the tall boy pulling and tugging at Xiao Qing.

But Xiao Qing wasn't one to be trifled with! She jumped up and slapped the boy hard across the face, then dashed into the office like a whirlwind.

Ha, that boy looked at least thirteen or fourteen years old, and he was completely stunned by Xiao Qing's blow. I found it amusing; what would this girl be like when she grew up!

I smiled and walked towards the office, bumping into Siya, who was leading Xiao Qing out.

Siya exclaimed in surprise, "Why are you here?"

"Nothing, just came to see you. Oh dear, who bullied our Xiaoqing? Xiaoqing, tell your brother quickly, and I'll help you get revenge."

Xiaoqing threw herself into my arms and burst into tears, pointing at the boy with the thuggish look on his face, saying, "Brother, it's him, it's him who bullied Xiaoqing. Brother, please help me beat him up, boohoo..."

I couldn't bring myself to beat up a child. After all, I'm a person of status and position now, how could I stoop to the level of a child?

Song Siya said, "Li Ergou lost his mother when he was young. His father abandoned him after sending him to school. This kid hangs out with the village hooligans all day, learned some vulgar language, and started bullying Xiaoqing."

Xiaoqing also said, "Brother, Li Ergou is a hooligan, shameless. He said... he said I'm Teacher Song's illegitimate daughter... I couldn't stand it, so I slapped him."

I lovingly wiped away Xiaoqing's tears and said, "Brother will teach him a lesson for you."

Song Siya said, "He's my student, I'll go instead."

I said, "If he insists that Xiaoqing is your illegitimate daughter, what will you say?" Instantly, Siya blushed and couldn't speak.

I said, "I've seen plenty of these troublemakers who've been bad since they were kids. If we don't teach them a lesson, they'll definitely take advantage of us next time."

Song Siya asked worriedly, "You won't hit him, will you?"

I said sheepishly, "Am I that kind of person?"

Song Siya glanced at me sideways and said, "Yeah, you have serious violent tendencies."

I ignored her and walked up to the thug, saying, "Who are you with, kid?"

Li Ergou saw a burly man like an ox coming and took a step back in fright. After a long while, he mustered up the courage to reply, "I...I'm Wei...Brother Wei's man...Don't touch me, or my brother won't let you off the hook."

I laughed loudly, "Wei Qiang is your brother?"

"That's right, my brother is very capable. He has a lot of underlings. It doesn't matter if I can't beat you, but if you hit me, I'll have my brother deal with you." Li Ergou said boldly, but he didn't realize that his voice was trembling.

"Do you know who I am?"

"You...you're Xu...Xu Tieshou."

"Knowing my name, you still dare to bully my sister?"

"My older brother said, decent people are all paper tigers...we're just thugs, worthless lives, afraid of no one. My older brother also said, you decent people are all paper tigers, only afraid of us thugs."

I was speechless. This cripple Wei Qiang is actually poisoning a minor like this, an instigator! A perfectly good child has been brainwashed by him, turned into a little brat who sees becoming a thug as his noble goal.

"Do you know who your big brother's big brother is?"

"Brother Wei is our boss, how could he have a big brother?"

"I pay him a salary, so he has food and drink. Tell me, who is his big brother?"

"Ah, are you really the big brother?"

Li Ergou looked at me with admiration and said, "Although Brother Wei didn't say, we brothers secretly guess that Brother Wei's big brother is you. But since Brother Wei won't tell us, we don't dare to say anything."

I was both amused and exasperated, inexplicably being mistaken for the big brother by a few thugs.

"Since you know, you still dare to bully my sister and spread rumors? Don't you know Teacher Song is my fiancée?"

Li Ergou trembled with fear, saying, "B-Big Brother...Big Brother...I won't dare again, I won't...I won't dare again...Please forgive me this time..."

I patted his shoulder, tossed him a dime, and he was so happy he almost fell over...

"Alright, tell your brothers to be more careful. Don't cause trouble at school anymore, especially Teacher Song and Dongfang Qing. One is my wife, and the other is my sister, understand?"

My combination of firmness and gentleness stunned Li Ergou. He nodded and bowed in agreement before I let him go.

Song Siya walked over, frowning, and said, "Zixing, how could you do this? You'll set a bad example for him."

I smiled and said, "He's already bad enough."

"Our responsibility as teachers is to educate our students well!" Song Siya was a little angry.

"Honey, don't be angry. If it were you, how would you discipline such a bad student?"

"If it were me, I would invite his father over, and then address both the school and the family issues simultaneously to teach him a lesson."

"Heh, do you know what his father does?"

"I heard he's a coal miner from the next village."

"Alright, you said your father works in the next village, how could he have time to manage Li Ergou? I know Li Ergou's dad too, he used to hang out with Wei Qiang, he's a veteran hoodlum in our Chunshui Village. Like father, like son, Li Ergou is naturally averse to studying, and judging by his appearance, he's definitely not bright, not cut out for studying. I'll have Wei Qiang teach him a lesson later, anyway, I'll try my best to keep him out of jail."

Song Siya got anxious and said, "That won't do, I'm his teacher, I have to be responsible for him."

I sighed and said, "Teachers aren't omnipotent." "Yes! Students are their parents' children, not their teachers' children. Teachers just need to teach them well at school. What they become is their parents' business, their own business, and none of your concern."

Song Siya wanted to say more, but I was getting annoyed and said, "Teachers are neither saviors nor nannies. Everyone has their own role in this society. Scoundrels won't disappear; it's a natural product of social development. Go back to class."

Song Siya was clearly stunned by my last sentence, her beautiful eyes blinking.

"Zixing, I only realized today that you're quite handsome, especially when you said that." Song Siya giggled and took Xiaoqing's hand as they went back to class.

What is this all about? A woman's heart is unfathomable; she actually brought up the issue of handsomeness. Women, who can understand your heart…

I was about to leave when I saw Siya turn around and call out, “Zixing, the next class is PE for fourth and fifth graders, can you cover for me?”

“Didn’t you always let the kids play freely before?”

“That’s because we didn’t have enough people.” Song Siya was eyeing me.

I felt a little embarrassed and said, “I’ve never had a proper PE class since I was little, how do you expect me to teach them?”

Song Siya said triumphantly, “I’ll tell you, and you’ll know how. First, you have them assemble, line them up from tallest to shortest, and then have them count off. Then you can take them running, do some 100-foot sprint training.” As she spoke, she took off her women’s watch and gave it to me.

In 1984, there were no digital watches, steel watches were rare and very expensive, costing one or two hundred dollars each. Siya didn’t have much jewelry, just this watch. I suddenly felt a pang of sadness. How many men would pursue a girl as beautiful as her in the city! She can wear gold if she wants, and silver if she wants. We've been together for almost half a year, and I haven't even given her a single flower, let alone jewelry. I feel ashamed…

I secretly made a decision: once this batch of vegetables is sold, I absolutely must use some of my limited funds to buy her a gold necklace. Thinking about it, in another two weeks it will be our half-year anniversary. Hmm, let's do it on that day.

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