【The Story of a Rural Peddler Taming a Woman】(29) Author: wushisanqian

Author: wushisanqian
Word Count: 4980

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Chapter Twenty-Nine

Lingying saw that the food was almost ready, so she washed her hands, first gently shaking them on the ground, then drying them on
her apron, and finally reaching behind her to untie the apron straps. But somehow,
the slipknot, which should have easily untied, had become a knot that Lingying could
n't untie .

"Erhao, come here, help your sister-in-law untie this strap." Lingying had no choice but to ask
Erhao, who was watching the commotion from the side, for help.

"Hmm, oh." Erhao seemed lost in thought, taking a while to react.

But Erhao was slow-witted and not very dexterous; after trying for a long time, he still couldn't untie it. He got
angry , and in a fit of rage, he yanked on the apron straps, thinking he might as well break them.

This tug, however, led to a lot of trouble.

The tug didn't break the strap, but it sent the unsuspecting Lingying staggering back a step. Her buttocks, tightly encased in
her pants , pressed precisely against Erhao's erect, hard penis.

Lingying, being an experienced woman, was initially startled by the hard object, but quickly understood.
Turning around , she looked at Erhao's crotch and asked, "Erhao, why are you hard? What are you thinking about?"

"Hehe, I wanted to pump the bellows, and it got hard on its own." Erhao, his hands gripping his
penis through his pants, grinned foolishly at Lingying.

"Aren't you afraid I'll tell your brother and he'll beat you to death?" Lingying said, her eyes still fixed on
Erhao's large penis, silently comparing its length to Lin Hao's.

"My brother said it's okay to think about it, it's okay to look, as long as I don't lay a hand on it." Erhao was
genuinely afraid of Lin Hao, so he kept Lin Hao's words in mind.

"Well, you're smart enough to know your place. But if you let me see how big your dick is, I won't tell your brother."
Actually, if they got together, and it was discovered, regardless of who made the first move, Lingying would be more afraid of
Lin Hao than Erhao. Erhao was just a fool; he'd curse if he wanted, and if he was angry, he'd hit you—
it wouldn't kill him. Lingying was different. She was a normal person, a woman. People would say she
seduced Erhao, or that even if Erhao wanted to rape her, she should have been able to escape unscathed. If she didn't
escape unscathed never intended to escape; she was only thinking about being penetrated.

However, Lingying wasn't really thinking about seducing Erhao to have sex with her at this moment.
What she really wanted to know was which of the two brothers had a bigger and longer penis. Seeing how afraid Erhao was of Lin Hao, she figured that if
she didn't say anything, Erhao would never dare to tell anyone. So, that's why she said those words to Erhao.

"Sister-in-law, you can look all you want, I'm just standing here." Erhao thought to himself,
it doesn't matter if you tell Lin Hao, I haven't touched him, so you can look all you want. He then pulled down his pants
, revealing a hard, erect penis that seemed to be defiantly pointing its head.

Lingying hadn't expected her scheme to succeed so easily, and she smiled smugly at Erhao's exposed penis
.

Examining Erhao's penis, Lingying found that it wasn't particularly different from Lin Hao's; the length and thickness
were about the same. Since they looked similar, the question arose: why was Erhao's penis
so much more powerful than Lin Hao's? Could there be a hidden,
astonishing ? Well, let me take a good look, examine it closely, and uncover the secret.
Thinking this, Lingying squatted down between Erhao's legs, grasped his large penis with both hands, and began
to examine it from all angles.

Just then, someone silently entered through the kitchen entrance.

...

Now, the dwarf, having finished his business in the neighboring village, headed towards Pingyang Village since it was still early. This was a rare sight
on the road; in modern terms, it was barely wide enough for a bus to pass.
It was only slightly wider than a car, and pedestrians had to stand perfectly straight to the side of the road before
a car could pass. However, back then, roads (locally called "car roads") didn't see many cars; there were only two bus routes a day, one in the morning
and one in the evening, unlike today where the roads are full of private cars. The most common vehicles on this road were
tractors. Tractors, in the eyes of the people at the time, could both carry passengers and haul goods, were less technically
complex than cars, and most importantly, weren't as expensive. But even then,
there were only slightly more tractors than cars; they were far from being a common sight. People still
felt a certain . For example, the people of Pingyang Village
could generally tell you how many tractors were in the nearby villages and who the village head was. This situation is similar to how everyone knows how many supermarkets there are in the city.

The dwarf was quite a local celebrity; many people knew him. The owner of a tractor was happy
to give him a ride, but the dwarf thought of the few isolated households along the way who might need to buy
needles and thread , so he politely declined and carried his baskets along the road towards Pingyang Village.

Along the way, he passed a stretch of highway with farmland beside it, where many people were busy harvesting rice.
Each family carried a large wooden bucket, about 1.5 meters wide, called a "rice bucket" in the local countryside—meaning a bucket mainly used for harvesting
rice . A rolled bamboo mat stood upright on top of the rice bucket, making the bucket about one meter high, and
with the bamboo mat tucked in, it reached about two meters in height.

However, the bamboo mat didn't completely surround the rice bin; instead, it left a 50-centimeter gap. A ladder, which everyone called a "rice ladder," was installed at this gap
. The bottom of the ladder was slightly wider, resting against the bottom of the rice bin,
while the narrower end was wedged against the top edge.

During harvest, people would gather the stalks from several harvests, making sure the bundle wasn't too large—just
big enough . The men would hold the stalks with both hands, head down, first bringing them up from their sides behind them, then
quickly raising them high, forcefully slamming the rice ears onto the ladder. The grains would fly everywhere; some would
splash forward onto the bin walls and then fall into the bin, some would fall directly into the bin through the gaps between the ladder's horizontal teeth
, and some would fly high, splashing onto the bamboo mat and bouncing into the rice bin.

Harvesting rice involves two essential steps: first, cutting the rice stalks with a sickle, creating heaps
just the right size to hold in both hands; then, threshing the rice. Typically, women and children cut
the rice with sickles, while men thresh it, as this requires considerable strength to knock all the grains
down .

At this moment, Lin Hao's family was harvesting rice in the paddy field beside the road.

Lin Hao, despite his aching back, was threshing the rice, while his sister and Sanhao were bent over
cutting the stalks. Grandma Hong was behind them, bundling the rice stalks together, their feet shoulder-width apart in the field. Several baskets of rice were already filled with
the harvested grains.

After threshing each bundle, Lin Hao would rub his back repeatedly. When he left home that morning, he had told Sanhao to bring a sickle and instructed his sister to take care of their elderly mother, forgetting
even his painkillers .
By this time, the effects of the medicine he took that morning had worn off, and the pain had returned. His stomach was growling with hunger.
He kept glancing up at the road, hoping Lingying would bring him lunch soon, and even more so, hoping she would remember his
medicine.

But time is like that; if you don't wait for it, it passes in the blink of an eye; if you wait for it, it seems
to stop moving, passing very, very slowly.

Suddenly, a familiar figure appeared on the road. Of course, it wasn't Lingying he was waiting for,
but the dwarf selling miscellaneous goods. Lin Hao saw that the dwarf seemed to be heading towards Pingyang Village, so he called out to him, "Sir,
sir, over here, look over here."

"Oh, fellow villager, what do you want to buy? Ten Drops of Water or something?" The dwarf, seeing someone working in the fields calling him,
guessed that someone was suffering from heatstroke and wanted to buy Ten Drops of Water.

"Sir, you've misunderstood. I'm not buying anything. You're going to Pingyang Village, right? I'd like you to help me deliver a
message, is that alright?" Lin Hao said.

"Oh, no need, that's alright. Okay, what message do you need me to deliver?" The dwarf was always happy to help
.

"My house is the third house at the entrance of Pingyang Village, there's a big rock in front of it. My wife went back to cook,
but hasn't brought the food over yet. I hope you can help me urge her when you pass by my house, and also ask her to
bring me some painkillers, my back is starting to hurt again," Lin Hao said.

"Oh, is that all? No problem, I'll help you, it's on my way anyway, no trouble at all." The dwarf replied and
headed towards Pingyang Village.

From the fields where Lin Hao and the others were working to Pingyang Village, it wasn't actually far.
It would take an average person twelve or thirteen minutes to walk there, and for someone like the dwarf carrying a light load on his shoulder, it would probably take ten or eleven minutes.
Some people might think there's a mistake, how can carrying a load be faster than walking empty-handed? Yes, that
's the case, try it if you don't believe me.

Why is that? Because when people walk, unless they're in a hurry, they walk steadily
forward step by step. But if they're carrying a load, especially if the load is somewhat heavy but not too heavy
, their steps are forward-leaning, so they walk faster than someone empty-handed. Of course, there are exceptions
. For example, a boy of about ten years old is walking; he's designed to run, so he'll definitely be faster than someone
carrying a load . Also, if the load is heavy, the person carrying it will be too heavy to straighten their back after only a few steps and will need
to rest, so they'll definitely be slower than someone walking, because rest takes up a lot of time.

Because the dwarf was strong and fast, he arrived at Lin Hao's house in about ten minutes.

The dwarf put the load on the open ground in front of the house. Knowing that someone would be cooking inside, the dwarf didn't
call and just walked in. Two or three meters ahead, the kitchen was on the right. There was no door to the front door,
and no door to the kitchen either. When he got to the kitchen, he saw a lively and fresh scene.

The dwarf saw a woman with an apron around her waist squatting on the ground, while a man stood upright, his penis being carefully examined by
the woman .

The dwarf was a little dizzy. What kind of situation was this? He was just delivering a message and this happened. He wanted to leave
without disturbing them, but it seemed they wouldn't finish anytime soon. Besides, he had come in to help
urge them on; the people working in the fields were tired, hungry, and in pain.

Thinking of this, the dwarf turned around, deliberately coughed, and said, "Um... um
... your husband asked me to come and urge you to hurry up and deliver the food. Oh, and don't forget to bring painkillers."

Seeing someone come in and see her clearly, Lingying's hands
jerked , dropping Erhao's large penis. She tried to stand up immediately, but perhaps because she had squatted for a little
too long, her legs were numb and she lost control. In this sudden effort to stand up, she had the strength, but she didn't control the direction of her
strength , and she fell forward.

Coincidentally, when the dwarf entered, Lingying's startled, open mouth landed squarely on Erhao's penis,
all the way down to her throat.

However, Lingying quickly stood up, her face flushed, but she soon regained her composure. Since she'd been
seen, she might as well calmly accept the judgment, like a criminal facing overwhelming evidence who could only
confess.

Lingying didn't even greet the dwarf. She quickly opened the pot lid, scooped out four boxes of rice and several dishes
, and packed them into a fertilizer bag used for storing grain. She ran into the room, grabbed Lin Hao's pills, and was about to leave when she
stopped. After a moment's hesitation, she said to Erhao, "Erhao, your brother's back hurts. You're fast, so hurry up and
take the rice to the fields. You can eat when you come back later. This guest must be hungry now since he helped us pass on the message.
He can eat at our house. I'll go later."

"Hmm...oh." Erhao was actually quite frightened by what had just happened. First, when you're secretly doing something
and think you're being watched, it's terrifying to suddenly find yourself being watched. Second,
he was afraid Lin Hao would find out and beat him half to death. Besides, it was Lingying's order, and he was happy to go.

"Erhao, when you get there, just tell him I'll go help out after I've finished entertaining the guests. Remember, don't say anything else!"
Lingying whispered to Erhao as he was leaving.

After Erhao left, Lingying still stared blankly out the door. It wasn't that she was reluctant to
part with Erhao, but rather that she didn't know how to start a conversation with the dwarf. This wasn't to say that Lingying needed to explain anything to the dwarf; she wanted to focus on two things:
first, how to get the dwarf to keep quiet for her, and second, how to find a suitable way to save face.

Some people say, "You've already been arrested, why bother with excuses?" Wrong! Excuses are needed anyway, and whether they're reasonable
or not doesn't matter. For example, the Americans deliberately bombarded our embassy in Yugoslavia; they were actually bullying
you, but they had to say it was an accident. I slapped you; I actually wanted to hit you back,
but I had to say I saw a fly on your face.

"Um... sir, that guy just now... he's actually sick, I was helping him... hehe..."
Lingying said.

"Is he your brother-in-law?" the dwarf asked.

"Yes, my brother-in-law. He has some problems with his manhood. He said it's very uncomfortable there and insisted I take
a look." Lingying explained, since Erhao wasn't around, she tried to shift more responsibility onto him. If it really got reported
to Lin Hao, her responsibility would be relatively lighter.

"Oh, I don't care about your business. Did you notice anything just now? Was it
different from your husband's penis?" the dwarf said indifferently.

"Yes, sir, you must be a good person and keep this a secret for me. Actually, you've seen it yourself, all
men are pretty much the same." Lingying pleaded with the dwarf.

"Whether they're pretty much the same or very different is another matter. The key is that if you're really itching for a relationship, you can't go to your own
brother-in-law, especially since he's an idiot." The dwarf said.

"That's true, it's all my fault, but I've really been going crazy these past few days. You know my man has back pain,
it's been over a year and it's still not getting better. At night, he either screams like a pig because of the back pain, or he sleeps like a pig." Lingying hurriedly
explained, not wanting to inadvertently reveal her inner thoughts.

"Sigh, every family has its own problems." The dwarf knew the pain of a sexually frustrated woman.

"Hmm? Sir, you also... Oh right, it seems like you take a long time to get out, so we're in the same boat
." Lingying said.

"Who says otherwise?!" Actually, the dwarf didn't need it at all, but he couldn't say it out loud.

While talking to the dwarf, Lingying served him the food, then got a bowl of rice for herself and sat down at
the table to eat.

Eating with Lin Hao, if she was unhappy, she could keep her head down and not say a word, but when entertaining guests
, she couldn't ignore them and just eat. "Humans are so unlucky," Lingying said, taking a bite of rice and picking up some food with her chopsticks.

"It's hard enough for one mouth to fill, let alone a second one." "Hehe, sister-in-law, your analogy is so good," the dwarf replied. "But even though men don't have a second mouth, if you don't let it in for a long time, it gets uncomfortable, bloated and painful." This was the first time he'd heard a woman so clearly express her need for a man while she was dressed.

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