Chapter 57 Jinjiang first release Chapter 57 Heavy rain pours down, there is a home...

The two bandits were getting increasingly impatient. However, after thinking about what the steward had said, they decided to wait a little longer.

Perhaps they were too late? Perhaps the two had already reached Shangxi Village before they arrived. But they would have to return to Xiaxi Village anyway, right? Wait a little longer!

If this thing succeeds, they can also get some money, so they must get it done!

Another hour passed. The two bandits' stomachs growled with hunger. They had never imagined they would have to wait this long when they arrived!

"Damn it! Did that bitch surnamed Yang fool our boss?" said the bandit holding a sack. "It's going to be dark if we wait any longer!"

"No way! Someone dares to deceive our Fuhu Village? Could it be that those two people have something else to do and won't come to Shangxi Village today? How about we try again tomorrow?"

"But where are we going to stay? This place is not close to Liangtang Town. Besides, we promised the manager that we won't go back until we catch him."

"Didn't we see a dilapidated temple when we came here? Let's spend the night there and come back tomorrow."

"But we have nothing to eat."

"Why not just steal some from the fields?"

It's this season now, the soybeans are almost ripe, there are peanuts and watermelons in the fields, why can't I fill my stomach?

After the two of them made a plan, they went to the peanut field to steal peanuts.

After stealing, he went to the dilapidated temple, made a fire, and roasted the peanuts to eat.

After eating steamed buns with pickles, Yu Qinglong and Fang Shu went back to their rooms in pairs and began writing and copying. They didn't huddle together because the table was not big and it would be too crowded for four people to sit together.

Fang Shu was the busiest, because he not only had to polish and copy, but also had to teach Yu Qinglong the correct way to write some typos from time to time.

But this evening he stopped writing after just a while and said he wanted to go to the toilet.

Yu Qinglong didn't ask any more questions. Fang Shu came back soon and continued writing.

That night, Yu Qinglong felt that his mind was particularly full of inspiration, all of which were stories.

To put it bluntly, even if he wrote non-stop for 365 days a year, what he had in his mind would be enough for him to write for at least six or seven years.

He took up his pen to write a new volume.

Mo Lanzhou knew that Gu Huai'en's family was in financial difficulty and that he had to study alone and save money for his mother's medical treatment, so he secretly wanted to help him.

But he knew that Gu Huai'en was not a person who would take advantage of others, so he couldn't just give him money. He simply asked Gu Huai'en to pay for it in the form of "completion of tasks".

For example, when Gu Huai'en was asked to copy a storybook, because Xian Ge'er was illiterate in heaven and only cared about the alternation of days and months, he didn't know that the storybook he was holding was a storybook about love affairs.

Gu Huai'en felt embarrassed after receiving it, but in order to make money he had to suppress his shame and copy it by hand.

Later, Mo Lanzhou discovered that every time he saw Gu Xiucai, his ears were red. However, Gu Xiucai's face showed no expression, so he couldn't guess what was going on.

He could hear everyone's thoughts, but he couldn't hear Gu Xiucai's.

Fang Shu took the new manuscript and after reading this, he couldn't help but turn his head and look at Yu Qinglong.

He suspected his Long Ge'er could also hear other people's thoughts. Otherwise, how could he always so accurately guess what others were thinking and respond accordingly? The time he persuaded Master Ji, he had truly spoken to Master Ji's heart. Only then could someone change their mind in the blink of an eye, right?

And when the deadline was set at one month, did you know that one month was the limit for him to wait?

It’s a pity that I can’t hear his inner voice.

No! Fortunately, he couldn't hear it! Otherwise, if Long Ge'er knew how dirty his thoughts were, he would be too ashamed to face his Long Ge'er again.

He used to think that the saying "when you're well fed and warm, you crave sex" was just an excuse used by mean people. As long as one's heart is upright, one will never be tempted by sex.

But now...it’s better not to say it!

Fang Shu continued polishing his work. Yu Qinglong stood up to stretch his shoulders and neck, and suddenly noticed under the light that Fang Shu's ears were unusually red.

This man has soft ears but thick ear flesh. You can tell at a glance that he has ears that indicate a blessed person. And ordinary light cannot penetrate very deeply into his ears. You have to look at them under strong light to see that his ears are particularly red.

If it wasn't for the bright light and the red color, it could only mean one thing - this guy is shy.

But he didn't seem to have written anything that would make people blush or their hearts flutter, right? Was it just because Gu Huai'en copied the scripts with the sex scenes? He hadn't written much about it in the new chapter.

For a plot like this, it's best to just give a little away before revealing anything. More details should be written later.

"Guarding the city, what are you thinking about?"

"No, nothing." Fang Shu lowered his head even more. He was just thankful that Yan Xikuan and Ma Qinsui were not in their room. "Long'er, can you say that I added these two paragraphs?"

"Hmm? Which two passages?" Yu Qinglong stood behind Fang Shu, leaning forward and resting his chin on his shoulder to look at where Fang Shu was pointing. It turned out to be the two passages that Gu Xiucai had copied from the romantic novel.

"Although Xikuan and his followers are like brothers to me, I don't want them to know that you wrote this." Fang Shu whispered, "It's better if only I know."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Yu Qinglong tilted his head to look at Fang Shu, and couldn't help but play with the dense, fine hairs on his ears. From this angle, it looked like a small peach cut into narrow strips, which was quite cute.

Fang Shu grabbed Yu Qinglong's restless hand. Seeing that Yu Qinglong was still revising diligently while holding onto him, Yu Qinglong suddenly had the urge to tease him. He pulled his hand away and put his arms around Fang Shu from behind, "Husband..."

"Um?"

"How about from now on," Yu Qinglong whispered in Fang Shu's ear, "you should write about the things that young couples can only do at night?"

"Ah?" Fang Shu turned his head, then quickly turned it back, "But I, I'm not very good at it either..."

"I see you're quite good at it." Yu Qinglong rubbed Fang Shu's earlobe. "Before you were with me, did you also secretly read a lot of novels?"

"Oh, no! Look! There's a typo here. Long Ge'er, write it down!"

Seeing that his ears were about to bleed, Yu Qinglong said, "Are you embarrassed?"

Fang Shu found the wrong word and circled it, unconsciously squeezing his legs together: "Don't make a fuss..."

After the incident, Yu Qinglong also felt his blood rushing up and his body getting hot.

So he suddenly pulled away and moved away from Fang Shu.

At this age, it was too difficult to restrain his desire towards the person he liked, but the issue of children was indeed a headache for him. It wasn't that he didn't like children, on the contrary, he liked them very much.

In his previous life, the chirping little cuties in the kindergarten near his home often made him feel from the bottom of his heart that these little lives were beautiful.

Maybe it’s because he lacked parental companionship when he was young, but he had a lot of kind and friendly children to accompany him, so he has a special filter for children.

It's just that the living environment here really makes him not want to bring a child into this world.

Unless one day he can really guarantee that the child will have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of his life after birth, this issue cannot be considered for the time being.

Fang Shu saw that Yu Qinglong had been so happy just now, even teasing him. But now he suddenly looked a little lonely. He suspected that Yu Qinglong was troubled by their relationship.

He clearly felt that his husband liked him, but he would occasionally avoid having sex with him.

This must be due to the constraints of heaven, which prevented her husband from following his heart.

Fang Shu's eyes showed pity. He put down his pen, stood up and hugged Yu Qinglong: "Long'er, don't be afraid. As long as you are well, I will listen to everything you say. As long as we are a couple, no matter what troubles we encounter in the future, we will definitely be able to get through it."

Yu Qinglong wondered where this feeling came from. He turned to look at Fang Shu: "Is it all polished?"

Fang Shu said: "Not quite. I just want to hug you."

Yu Qinglong said, "Let's finish it sooner and rest sooner."

Fang Shu nodded and sat back in his chair. "By the way, Long Ge'er, do you want me to get you a bucket of hot water for a bath?"

Yu Qinglong said, "No."

Although it was uncomfortable not to take a bath, it was even more uncomfortable to use a bathtub that had been used by countless people in the inn. He would rather endure it for two or three days and then go home to take a bath.

Fang Shu stood up again and secretly took out a brand new small wooden basin from an unfamiliar bundle.

"Then just give it a quick wash." Fang Shu said, "I asked the waiter to buy a new one. No one has used it yet."

"..." Yu Qinglong held the basin, feeling hot all over. "When you said you were going out to relieve yourself, did you ask the waiter to buy a basin?"

"Well, I was worried that if I couldn't buy it, you'd be disappointed, so I didn't tell you in advance." Fang Shu took out a clean handkerchief from his bag. "I'll ask someone to bring some hot water in a bucket. I'll hold the door for you while you wash slowly. We'll take this basin back with us when we go home, and we can take it with us when we go out next time. This shouldn't be considered a waste of money, right?"

"Not really." Yu Qinglong held the basin in one hand and pulled Fang Shu to sit down again with the other hand. "Write quickly. After you finish, we'll wash together."

Fang Shu seized the opportunity.

Since the content was already set, it didn't take him too long to polish it. After finishing, he asked the waiter to bring half a bucket of hot water. After the couple washed, Fang Shu went out like a thief to get more water.

This night I went to bed earlier than usual at home.

Fang Shu held Yu Qinglong in his arms and whispered, "Brother Long, can I touch you?"

Yu Qinglong didn't say whether it was okay or not, he just grabbed Fang Shu's hand and pressed it on his waist.

Fang Shu's breath hitched a beat. Then he boldly reached into Yu Qinglong's pants.

Yu Qinglong reminded him quietly: "There's someone next door."

This is a small inn, the rooms are very small, and the soundproofing doesn't look good.

Fang Shu nuzzled Yu Qinglong's neck lovingly: "Shall we go back tomorrow?"

Yu Qinglong had already decided not to meet with Magistrate Ma. He had already looked at all the stationery he wanted to see. He also had some new ideas that he wanted to put into practice, so he agreed to Fang Shu's suggestion.

The next day, several people got up early, packed up before dawn, and hired a carriage to head to Qixia Town.

At the same time, the two bandits appeared again on the road from Xiaxi Village to Shangxi Village.

The tall bandit said, "If we don't see anyone today, we'll go back and tell the manager. We won't be able to eat or sleep well tonight, and we'll have to ask that woman surnamed Yang to pay us more money to compensate us. I've been farting all night eating peanuts."

The short bandit said, "Who says it's not? Let's wait until noon. If we still can't see anyone, we'll go back and teach that Yang a lesson!"

The tall bandit agreed. He felt they couldn't afford to work for two days in a row in vain. If nothing got done, wouldn't it be better to just drink and sleep in the village?

Who would have thought that before noon, dark clouds were gathering in the sky, and it looked like it was going to rain heavily.

The two bandits felt that Yu Qinglong and Fang Shu would not come, so they returned to the dilapidated temple. This time they did not even have time to steal peanuts, because not long after they ran back, the rain started to fall, getting heavier and heavier, soaking them like drowned rats. When they entered the dilapidated temple, their clothes were dripping with water.

The tall bandit was furious: "I won't wait any longer! When the rain stops, we'll go back! We have to get an explanation for this!"

The short bandit also felt that the news must be wrong, which was why they came up empty-handed and suffered so much, so they decided to listen to the tall one.

Who knew the rain wouldn't stop yet.

It wasn't raining when Yu Qinglong and his group returned, but as they neared town, they were caught in a downpour. It looked like the rain wasn't going to stop any time soon, and it was already late. If they went home now, their car might overturn on the way.

Fortunately, it was not far from where Ma and Yan lived, so they asked the driver to drive the carriage there and then settled down there first.

Yu Qinglong took the face towel Fang Shu gave him and washed his face. "It looks like it's been raining for a long time. There's so much water accumulated."

The town's drainage was so poor that when the carriage came back one-fifth of its wheels were submerged in water.

Yan Xikuan and Ma Qinsui lived in a slum, though not quite, not far away. The terrain was low, and it flooded easily when it rained. They spent a long time working backwards to drain the water.

At this moment, all the water containers in the house have been placed under the leaking spots to collect water.

Fang Shu asked, "How long is the lease here?"

Yan Xikuan said, "Until the end of September."

Ma Qinsui then said, "The quilt is all wet. This rain must have been going on for at least two hours."

The mat on the kang was also soaked with water, making it impossible to sleep on it.

In the past, when they were at home, they would always get something to patch up the leaks beforehand if they saw it was going to rain. But today, no one was around during the day, so the whole thing was soaked to a pulp.

"Guard the city. How about you wait until the rain stops and take Brother Xiaoyu to the Wu family's blacksmith shop to see if you can stay there for the night?" Yan Xikuan said, "We can't sleep here tonight. It doesn't matter to us men, but don't tire yourself out, Brother Xiaoyu."

"Okay." Fang Shu said, "We'll see what happens later. If it can be smaller, you can come with me. Changjie's place is quite spacious, so we can stay there together."

"But someone needs to stay here to watch over it, otherwise it will soak even more and spoil. You guys go ahead," Ma said. "I'll stay and watch over it."

"Stop arguing. It's raining so hard, the roads are flooded. We might even get a cold if we walk to the Wu family's blacksmith shop," Yu Qinglong said. "It's just one night anyway, so let's keep the lamps lit and continue writing. It's just to kill time. Didn't you see that there's no rain around this table? It's a perfect place to write. Maybe it's heaven's will."

"We can." Yan Xikuan looked at Fang Shu, "What do you think about defending the city?"

"Listen to my brother Long."

"Then write it," Ma Qinfu said. "If it sells well, Xikuan and I might be able to move to a new place thanks to Brother Xiaoyu's influence."

"That's right." Yu Qinglong said as he wiped the water off the bench and sat down.

The paper was softened by the moisture, but this did not affect his desire to make money.

The town is in such a mess, I wonder what the families on both sides are like. The Fang family is better off, as they are on higher ground. But what about the Yu family?

Yu Qinglong couldn't help but worry when he thought about it.

But the rain didn't stop, it was getting heavier...

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Author's words: Fang Shu: Oh my God, you are not stopping now, are you punishing me for kissing Long Ge'er secretly at night? [bursts into tears]

Qinglong: Fang Shoucheng, don't take yourself too seriously. God doesn't want to care about us. [laughing and crying]

Fang Shu: But why does it never stop? [Please]

Qinglong: He is reminding you that you should kiss your husband openly and honestly, not secretly.

Fang Shu: Really? [Let me see]

Qinglong: Trust me [smirk]

Fang Shu: Please help us fix the holes in our house with your love and comments. [Laughing and crying]