"Look," Wang Liuzhi took out a cloth bundle from his chest, opened it, and it turned out to be a silver ring, "This is from the silversmith shop in town."
"Uncle, youâre so thoughtful." Wang Baozhu picked up the silver ring and looked at it, then smiled.
"So, Baozhu, you see..." As Wang Liuzhi spoke, his hand couldnât help but reach over.
"Weâre outside here." Wang Baozhu slapped his hand away, "Do you want me to be dunked in a pig cage?"
"Then letâs go to my place."
"Would your wife let you bring back trouble? Wouldnât she beat you up? I donât want to get hit."
"Baozhu girl, your aunt went to her cousinâs house, more than ten miles away, she wonât be back until tomorrow. Besides, I used to let her have her way, but if it really came down to it, sheâd be no match for me..."
"Uncle Six Fingers is so mighty?"
"Of course, Iâm even more impressive at that, Baozhu girl, we can try later..." Wang Liuzhi laughed slyly.
"Then letâs try, but if it doesnât work later, I wonât let it slide." Wang Baozhu said as she poked his chest, "You go back first."
"Then Iâll go home, make a fire, and wait for you." Wang Liuzhi quickly ran back in a flash.
Wang Baozhu glanced around, put the ring away, and then walked towards Xiaobudong Village. Itâs not her fault, she simply hadnât had a man for too long, and her bodyâs reaction made her unable to refuse a seemingly strong man.
Besides, whatâs between a man and a woman is all about being satisfied. Someone like Madog should not expect her to stay loyal to him, should he?
The night slowly descended. Smoke rose from the chimney of a house at the west end of Xiaobudong Village. The yard door opened then closed, the house door opened then closed, and soon, certain intense sounds of panting came from the bed...
"Baozhu young lady, didnât Uncle lie to you?"
"I didnât expect Uncle to be so impressive, Daju Aunt must feel very lucky."
"Donât mention that woman, such a killjoy. Come on, little demon..."
Meanwhile, on the main road leading to town, a burly woman was hurrying back through the snow, and as a result, she accidentally slipped at the entrance of Dapu East Village.
"Who is it? Is everything okay?" A passerby hurriedly came over to pull her up, "Daju, did you hurt yourself?"
"No, nothing." The burly woman quickly stood up and brushed off her backside, "Aunt Li, why arenât you home yet?"
The passerby was from the Duan Family, and upon hearing this, she smiled, "Isnât it because Ruxin is back? I made a few bean buns for her to try, she said she liked them last time."
"Your family is the envy of others now, working for Yang Ruxin, life must feel like falling into a pit of fortune." Yang Daju sighed, "Itâs a pity my husband is unreliable. If he could be on a construction team, weâd be earning a lot too, sigh!"
The woman from the Duan Family just smiled without saying a word. She wasnât much of a talker, and now that life was better, she could speak a little. But her husband and son had always warned her to speak less to others, and she remembered it.
"Alright then, Aunt, Iâll head back first." Yang Daju sighed and let it go, waved to the woman from the Duan Family, and walked ahead.
The woman from the Duan Family also waved and turned towards the small building of the Yang Family.
When Yang Ruxin hadnât diagnosed her pregnancy, she had no reactions at all. Now that she was diagnosed, the reactions began. It was fine before, but at dinner tonight, when a bowl of pigâs foot soup was served, she suddenly smelled pig poop and threw up everything sheâd eaten before.