There's something after Chapter 249.

The next day, Song Chunxue went to the field early to plant medicinal herbs.

Anyway, she wasn't in a hurry. She slowly plowed the land with a donkey for a while, then scattered the seeds in the ground. She didn't know which depth of soil would make the seeds grow better, but she just planted them.

An hour and a half later, all the astragalus plants were planted, totaling just over one acre.

She no longer rushes to work; instead, she leads her donkey to the riverbank, washes her feet and hands, and the donkey drinks water upstream.

Turning her head, she saw a man leading two mules over in the distance.

As expected of Mei Yang, everyone else is more perceptive than him.

"Sister Song, are you washing your feet?" Mei Yang squatted down not far from her, taking off her shoes and socks. "They're quite white."

"..." Song Chunxue gripped the short knife at her waist, then thought again, it wasn't the right time yet.

She put on her shoes, got up, and led the donkey back.

"Hey, wait a minute, don't rush off, let's say a few words before you go." As she spoke, Mei Yang, barefoot, blocked Song Chunxue's path. "Have you seen the land I've been cultivating? I wasn't kidding you, was I?"

"Hmm, not bad."

"If you still have land, let me cultivate it; the price will be fair."

"No need, there aren't many left, I'll finish planting them slowly." Song Chunxue walked straight onto the stone bridge, unwilling to say another word to him.

"Sigh, you just..."

He put one hand on Song Chunxue's shoulder.

Now!

She grabbed his shoulder and swept her leg across his foot.

"Bang!"

The next moment, Mei Yang was thrown over the shoulder and slammed to the ground.

The stone bridge was very hard, and Mei Yang lay on the ground, feeling both angry and confused.

"You dare to throw me?"

He pointed at Song Chunxue and angrily got up from the ground, "No one in the entire Zhuanglang County dares to treat me like this, you son of a bitch..."

Looking at the fingers so close to her face, Song Chunxue smiled slightly, her expression as calm as spring water. "No man in the entire Zhuanglang County has ever dared to lay a hand on me. Are you deaf or do you not know the meaning of 'respect'?"

Her smile was devoid of warmth, and her cool tone was icy cold. "I don't like causing trouble, and I especially don't like others bothering me. I'm still a widow and don't want to associate with men. Please have some self-respect."

Mei Yang laughed, "Have some self-respect?"

"Is Sister Song talking about me? That I'm too promiscuous?"

Mei Yang took another small step forward, so close that Song Chunxue could smell the stench of his sweat.

But Song Chunxue did not back down; her hand rested on the hilt of the short sword at her waist. "Stay away from me."

"And if I don't?" He grinned and leaned close to her face, less than an inch away. "What will you do then, Sister Song?"

"You really want to know?"

"Of course." Mei Yang said and quickly kissed her on the cheek.

"..." Holy crap!

For a moment, Song Chunxue's mind went blank, then her anger surged to the top of her head. She raised her hand, grabbed his hair, and pulled him down, then slammed her elbow into his back.

She really wanted to swear, but swearing would easily discourage her and cause her to lose her grip.

She held her breath and kicked and stomped fiercely, with one thought in her mind: if she didn't beat Mei Yang to a pulp today, she wouldn't be surnamed Song, and she would write her name backwards!

"Ahh...you really hit me...howl...you're so strong!"

Mei Yang didn't fight back at first, but then he realized that the woman was targeting his ribs, so he raised his hand to try to grab Song Chunxue's wrist.

Song Chunxue gritted her teeth, blocked his arms in front of her, and punched his stomach hard while holding his arms down.

"Song Chunxue, do you think I wouldn't dare to fight back... Ah!"

"You want me to give in? Do you think I need you to let me have my way?"

The next moment, Song Chunxue pulled out a short knife from her waist and pressed it against his abdomen, her face full of ferocity like a mad lioness.

Having lived in Zhuanglang County for so long, Mei Yang always considered himself a desperate man. He was never afraid of death and had never lost a confrontation with anyone.

The reason most people don't want to mess with him is that he's really willing to fight to the death.

As the saying goes, those who have nothing to lose are not afraid of those who wear shoes; they are not afraid of being stupid or dying, but they are afraid of those who don't value their lives. He is the kind of person who is willing to risk everything and doesn't value his life.

His father died early, and his mother was often ill. He started shouldering the burden of the whole family at the age of fifteen, and he has never been afraid of anything since.

He's been ruthless and cruel for half his life, and now he's being pinned to the ground by a woman with a knife pressed against his stomach. If word gets out, his reputation will be ruined.

That woman is ruthless.

That's fucking awesome!

His eyes lit up with joy; the more he looked at him, the more he liked him.

He raised his hands, laughing wildly, "Sister Song, I admit defeat. I've never submitted to anyone before, but you're the first. How about I follow Sister Song from now on?"

Song Chunxue pointed the sword at his throat, "Don't try anything funny. You never tell the truth. Your tongue should be cut off so you can stop saying these disgusting things."

"Yes, yes, Sister Song is right. Since you don't like these vulgar things, I'll change them in the future." He turned to look into the distance. "If you keep pressing down on me like this, people will think that you, this widow, are starving and trying to force me."

Song Chunxue stood up, kicked him in the stomach, and said fiercely, "Next time I'll make sure you're childless!"

Mei Yang lay on the ground laughing loudly, swallowing back the lewd words that were about to come out.

That's interesting, really interesting.

He rested his hands behind his head, cotton-like clouds drifted in the clear blue sky, a gentle breeze blew across his burning chest, and his heart was burning intensely.

This is the first time he's ever wanted someone!

Over the years, he has tried to flirt with many women, some married and some not, but he has never touched them physically.

No one knew that the woman he married died of a serious illness before he could even touch her.

He prefers young girls, but he can't bring himself to pursue girls around fifteen.

He felt that if he actually touched it, he would be no different from a stallion in the stable.

He liked many women, and he liked hearing them pretend to be reserved, yet want to snuggle into his arms.

He was a wild child during the day, but he had never eaten.

Damn it, probably no one in this world believes he's all talk and no action.

As he pondered, his eyes dimmed, and a thick sadness enveloped him.

She had been a widow for many years, and both her cold face and her angry, cursing manner pleased him.

Since his father passed away, no one in this world has allowed him to reveal his true feelings, not even his mother.

However, she disliked uncouth people.

She said that Lord Xie was a scholar who had passed the imperial examinations, and that he was self-disciplined and observed proper etiquette...

...

Song Chunxue led the donkey home, fearing that Mei Yang would realize what was happening and strangle her.

The moment she closed the door, her heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally settled down.

Then, clutching the dagger in her hand, she excitedly jumped up and down.

Finally beat that guy up, damn it, that felt so good!

It was even more enjoyable than drinking alcohol.

She sat on a stone bench to rest for a while, fed the small animals she kept at home, drank some water and ate some steamed buns, and then she recovered.

Having vented her anger, she felt incredibly refreshed. Humming a little tune, she walked into the kitchen, made two bowls of jiaotuan (a type of porridge), and even drank the soup clean.

For the next two days, she didn't dare to go out.

Staying at home, washing things and cleaning dust from every corner.

On the afternoon of the third day, she went to the potato cellar and took out a few large radishes, intending to make dumplings for dinner.

She suddenly noticed that there was a mud brick behind the potato cellar.

Just as I was about to take a closer look, I heard someone knocking on the door outside, and banging on it very hard.

"Is anyone home? Open the door!"

Song Chunxue's hair stood on end. Could it be that Mei Yang had brought people to seek revenge?

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