【The Story of a Rural Peddler Taming a Woman】(11) Author: wushisanqian

Author: wushisanqian
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(XI)

It is said that the dwarf came to Aoshan Village one day. As
usual to call out: "Needles and thread, buttons, scraps of floral cloth, cooling oil, ten drops of water, rat poison!"

The people in the countryside are honest. If the owner is not around, they will just look at the baskets and will not take them without permission. If they really
need something but don't have money, they will just ask the dwarf for credit and will not try to cheat him.

When the dwarf returned to his baskets after calling out his wares, several women had already gathered there to look at the goods
.

Two bamboo mats were turned over on the basket, revealing a box of sewing needles, several stacks of floral fabric scraps, some mentholatum
(locally called "ten-gold oil"), and ten drops of water. The sewing needles were in a wooden box, further divided into compartments according to size.
The fabric scraps varied in size, some were square, and some were solid colors. The mentholatum came in a small red tin box,
about the size of a thumb, and the ten drops of water came in small plastic bottles. Rat poison, being poison, wasn't displayed but remained somewhere in
the basket .

There was no price list, but everyone knew perfectly well that prices hadn't increased in years. Needles cost a few cents each,
and the most expensive item was rat poison, but even that was only two or three mao. If you had money, you could pay, but if not, you could buy
on credit without interest. You could even barter for dried chicken gizzards. Broken copper and iron, old shoe soles, and toothpaste tubes were
only for those mixing sugar. Because they were too heavy for the dwarfs to carry, they weren't accepted; it was better to let you buy on credit and pay
whenever you had the money.

After everyone had bought their things and the crowd dispersed, it was already past lunchtime. Normally, if he arrived in a village and
someone was having a wedding or funeral, they would invite him to a meal . Today, there were no
such events, so no one invited him.

In such situations, the dwarf would go to a familiar family in each village, pay them to cook for him, and also
stay with a familiar family in each village.

In Aoshan Village, the dwarf's usual lodging was next to Songgen's house. Unfortunately, this family had been helping relatives build a house for the past
few days and weren't home.

Seeing the door closed, the dwarf knew no one was home and was about to leave when he saw Songgen
carrying an empty bowl. Thinking they were still eating, he picked up his basket and went in, asking if
there was any extra food for him, promising to pay if he ate.

Songgen, of course, recognized the dwarf and would greet him regularly; he also knew the dwarf ate and
stayed . Songgen had actually eaten quite early that day, but he had gone to check on the crops in the
fields eating, and after finishing, he had also pulled some weeds, so he returned late.

When the dwarf asked if there was any leftover food, Songgen didn't answer directly, but instead said something unrelated: "Brother Dwarf,
haven't you eaten yet? Okay, there will be some after you've eaten. Come in, sit down and have a drink of water, and I'll get you some."

The dwarf was very pleased and thanked him profusely.

Songgen opened the pot lid and saw that there was still rice, but not nearly enough; even including the burnt bits, there was only about
half a bowl of rice . Besides, the man had clearly stated he was being paid, and regardless of whether he accepted the money,
it was obviously inappropriate to give him burnt food. Now that the man had already come in, he had to start another fire and cook something.

By this time, Shuye and Qiulan had already eaten and gone to work in the fields, so Songgen had no choice but to start himself.

The rural earthen stove wasn't like the modern induction or gas stoves; it took a long time to heat the pot and start a fire. Not wanting to neglect the dwarf, Songgen
led him to the stove, waiting for a chance to speak.

It turned out that although the dwarf was short, he had a family. His parents, tall and strong, were still alive. The dwarf's growth was affected by
a illness he suffered as a child that wasn't treated in time, while his siblings were all perfectly normal.
Although his wife had difficulty walking, their son was completely unaffected by their situation, meaning the dwarf's short stature was
acquired , not inherited.

While they were talking, Songgen finished a bowl of noodles, a large bowl overflowing with green
chives , white noodles, and golden fried eggs. It was so full that there wasn't even any soup left, so Songgen, worried
the dwarf might find it too dry, brought out a separate bowl of noodle soup. He also went to his room and ladled out two
spoonfuls .

In reality, Songgen's family rarely had guests throughout the year, and he wasn't particularly skilled at hospitality. He
simply felt that since they were guests, they should try their best to ensure they ate to their hearts' content, unlike his own family who just ate whatever
was offered. The

dwarf, however, felt flattered as he ate his noodles and drank rice wine. Normally, unless specifically instructed to pay extra, people would cook something simple. He felt that when traveling, being able to eat one's fill was enough; there was no need for such extravagance. Perhaps if you asked someone to cook something special for you, it meant they knew you would pay; some families didn't even have the ingredients to cook it properly. Therefore, the dwarf felt that besides paying, he should also express his gratitude. "Fellow villager, you're a good person! Cooking such delicious food for me, thank you so much!" The dwarf's words were sincere. "Hehe, brother, you're a seasoned traveler, you've seen it all, what haven't you eaten? A bowl of noodles and you're already so grateful?" Songgen hadn't expected a bowl of noodles to be considered a feast, and thought the dwarf was being sarcastic. "Fellow villager, whether something is lavish or not depends on the year and the family," the dwarf said. "Oh, what do you mean by that?" Songgen had never heard of such a saying before. Upon hearing this, the dwarf took a sip of rice wine and continued, "Some families are already wealthy. If they give me a bowl of rice , I feel they are looking down on me. If it's a poor family, and they share half of a bowl of sweet potato rice with me, I'll still pay for the whole bowl. As for saying that the bowl of noodles was lavish, it's because I didn't specifically ask you to cook anything special, but you cooked it naturally. So, you're a good person, and good people are always rewarded." "Hehe, brother, you're a man of the world after all. You can even tell a good person from a bad one from a bowl of noodles," Songgen said, feeling a little embarrassed. "Really, fellow villager, good people are always rewarded!" the dwarf said sincerely once again. "Sigh!" Listening to the dwarf's repeated praise of good deeds, Songgen suddenly thought of the fate of his own tree leaves and couldn't help but sigh.

"To be honest, brother, I've never expected any good or bad fortune. Right now, there's something I'm worried about; I'd be grateful if there was any way to
fix it."

Once they hit it off, Songgen started talking about his troubles, completely unaware that the dwarf was a complete
stranger.

…

After listening to Songgen, the dwarf thoughtfully said, "The problem might really be from being trampled by the cow. From
what you've said, it seems the tendon in your genitals was severed, which is why you felt pain but didn't bleed."

"Who knew it would be so serious back then? But it's too late now. How do you reattach something that's broken?"
It wasn't that Songgen didn't know; how many people in this remote mountain village would know?

"So, have you thought of any way to fix it now?"

The dwarf naturally knew that it was impossible to reattach. (If this were now, it wouldn't be considered a major
surgery . But back then, surgery was unheard of.)

"Now? Now that they know the problem lies with their son, and it's incurable, they
want their daughter-in-law to secretly have an affair with another man. As long as she gets pregnant, people won't gossip behind her back,
which would at least reduce the gossip about her."

(Actually, with today's technology, even if surgery can't cure it, in-vitro fertilization is a piece of cake.)

But back then, even the worldly-wise dwarf was astonished. He
was surprised that Song Gen would tolerate his daughter-in-law having an affair. Even if she got pregnant, she wouldn't be his
real it bluntly, she'd be
a bastard. In the countryside, having a bastard grandchild is incredibly painful.

Yet, Song Gen actively sought out another man to get her pregnant to
shut people up and stop calling Qiu Lan a barren hen. It shows how terrifying gossip can be. He could even tolerate the fact that
his grandson was an illegitimate child, and he even encouraged his daughter-in-law to find another man. This showed that Songgen had gone through
a fierce internal struggle and wasn't just making empty threats; he believed this was the best course of action
.

Then, Songgen explained to the dwarf his reasons for not wanting to find someone from his own village, fearing awkwardness from frequent encounters, and worrying that his daughter-in-
law might develop real feelings for the man. He wanted to find a man from another village, preferably someone he wouldn't
contact again afterward, so as not to affect either family. He told the dwarf all his thoughts.

The dwarf thought Songgen's considerations were very thorough. However, he couldn't offer any advice. You know, who do you
suggest someone to find? But no matter who it is, the person is unwilling.

Seeing that the dwarf only listened without speaking, Songgen had to ask himself, "Sir, who do you think would be suitable?"

The dwarf, preoccupied with how to comfort him, hadn't listened carefully: "I, I..." The dwarf wanted to tell
Songgen that he hadn't heard the question clearly.

Song Gen was taken aback. He thought, "Really? He doesn't look young anymore. He's into this?

" "Sir, are you sure you can handle it?"

The dwarf finally understood the question from the man's eyes and tone. Even the weakest man has his
pride. He wanted to explain that he didn't mean it that way, but he didn't want to be seen as
incapable in that area.

"Why wouldn't I? Brother, is it because I look old?" the dwarf said. "Yes, I
'm not young, but I have four sons, the youngest is only three. Do you think I'm still capable?"

The dwarf was telling the truth. Although short, he was more capable in that area than most. However,
he wasn't boasting; he wanted to tell Song Gen that although he was older, he was still
normal.

But Song Gen was unsettled. This dwarf couldn't possibly be younger than him, could he?
How could he be so outstanding in that area? As the saying goes, when God closes a window, He opens a door.
Songgen had never heard of God, but there was another saying in the countryside: a blind man can't see, but
he can develop extraordinary hearing. Could it be that the dwarf was born short, and God compensated him in that area?

Judging from his words, it seemed true.

"But Qiulan has to agree," Songgen said.

To be honest, Songgen was indeed tempted, for three reasons: first, the dwarf himself said he
was , and the probability of it being a son was high; second, the dwarf was from out of town, so the possibility of the secret leaking out
was much lower; and finally, the dwarf's appearance made it impossible for them to have a real relationship.

"No, no, fellow villager, you should think it over carefully!" The dwarf suddenly realized that Songgen had completely misunderstood
him .

"Sir, I'm just thinking it over for reference; the main thing is my daughter-in-law's approval." Songgen's mind completely
ignored the dwarf's words and continued to think according to his own ideas.

【to be continued】

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