An older man standing nearby thought for a moment and said, "Now that you mention it, I remember too. Zheng Sancai hadn't been attacked for long, and he was still injured when he rushed to build the wall. I even asked him if he needed any help, but he said no and kept telling me to leave. Now that I think about it, he must have been building the wall to hide the corpse!"

As he spoke, he got goosebumps all over. The people next to him also rolled up their sleeves; even in broad daylight, they felt an eerie aura emanating from nowhere.

"Sigh, to be honest, Zheng San's wife deserves it! She doesn't live a proper life, she's always clinging to this man or that man, and sometimes she doesn't even try to hide it from Zheng San. Who wouldn't be annoyed by that!"

An older woman clicked her tongue and sighed. A middle-aged woman next to her seemed to remember something and was about to speak, but after glancing at the two girls, Chuanwen and Wenxue, she leaned close to the older woman's ear and whispered, "I remember once Zheng San's wife complained to me that Zheng San was no good in that area!"

The old lady suddenly realized, and the two of them sighed again.

Chuanwen watched the two sighing with his clear, large eyes, and sighed inwardly as well, thinking, "Oh, so Zheng San isn't good for him!"

Cough cough cough!

Wen Xue choked, um... Although the two were speaking in hushed tones, Wen Xue, with her good hearing, still heard it. But did Chuan Wen hear it or did he just rummage through it?

She turned to look at Aoki and Xiao Hei and Xiao Hong, who were staring at her with bewildered eyes. Well, Chuanwen must be eating melons from the aunties' stories while also eating melons from her script.

When Su Yue arrived, this was the scene she saw. She was initially speechless, as she discovered that Chuanwen could chat with anyone. However, after listening for a few minutes, she found herself listening attentively and, like Chuanwen and the others, occasionally asked a few questions.

It wasn't until dusk that the group reluctantly returned home.

After returning home, Chuanwen pondered for a long time after hearing about Zheng San's wife's affair. Wenxue, who was with her, was puzzled. What had Chuanwen realized this time?

Just like those unruly kids, the quieter Chuanwen is, the more outrageous the thing she is doing or is about to do.

As expected, upon returning to the Su family and seeing Su Heng, Chuanwen smiled and said, "The story of Zheng San's wife teaches us that if you want to win a man's heart, you have to be a rogue to him first!"

Su Heng almost choked on his own saliva. What was Chuanwen up to now?

However, Wen Xue glanced at Chuan Wen's sly smile at Su Heng and... well... speechless. Doesn't the story of Zheng San's wife tell us to be loyal to love and marriage?

"Sigh," Wenxue sighed. "You can never guess what Chuanwen's focus will be on when it comes to the same thing."

Chuanwen has been having lunch and dinner at the Su family's house for the past few days, and today is no exception.

Since Er Gou was unwilling to go boating on the lake with her, after dinner, Chuanwen quietly called him to go to the courtyard to admire the moon. That should be acceptable, right?

Su Heng knew that Chuanwen was going to do something, but he wouldn't do anything too outrageous in the courtyard, so he patted her head and told her to go first, while he went inside to get a robe before going himself.

It was early autumn, and although it was still hot during the day, it was a bit chilly in the mornings and evenings. Su Heng noticed that Chuanwen wasn't dressed warmly enough and, worried that she might catch a cold, wanted to put a robe on her.

But when she took the robe and came to the courtyard, she saw Chuanwen standing under the tree rubbing her hands together, while Wenxue, who was always by her side, stood far away at the door.

When Wen Xue saw Su Heng come out of the house, she gave him a sympathetic look. Su Heng coughed silently, feeling like the scholar about to enter the demon's cave.

Su Heng banished his distracting thoughts and walked towards Chuanwen under the tree. But as soon as he reached Chuanwen's back, Chuanwen let out a dramatic "ouch" and fell onto him.

Although he knew Chuanwen was doing it on purpose, Su Heng still caught her. The smile on his lips paused when Chuanwen's hand touched his chest, and he felt a tingling sensation in his heart.

Wow! Er Gou's chest muscles are really well-developed!

Wenxue, standing at the door, covered her face. She had long regarded Chuanwen as her younger sister and felt extremely ashamed at this moment.

Su Heng cleared his throat. Although he was shameless, it was still a bit embarrassing that Chuan Wen had taken advantage of him and then broadcast it.

Are you alright?

Su Heng's voice was a little hoarse. He straightened Chuanwen up and took her restless little hands off his body.

"It's nothing, the wind was a bit strong just now, and I lost my balance."

Chuanwen looked regretfully at his hand, which he had just touched, feeling somewhat unsatisfied.

But Wenxue at the door was even more speechless. Hehe, wasn't this the trick and excuse that Zheng San's wife used when she was seducing other men, which one of the older women mentioned when they were gossiping about sunflower seed shells that afternoon?

The phrase "learning something new and applying it immediately" has been passed down among those who appreciate fine things. However, Wen Xue looked up at the sky; the moonlight was like a ribbon, the night was still, and the leaves were motionless. Where was the wind coming from?

"Then let's sit down and talk."

Su Heng chuckled and suggested, then sent a message: "Uh..., okay."

Then, when she sat down on the two small chairs under the tree, she exclaimed "Ouch!" and slumped against Su Heng again, this time experiencing the feel of his abs.

Su Heng: Cough!

This time he coughed, but his voice was terribly dry.

Before Chuanwen could finish marveling at his abs, he obediently pressed Chuanwen down onto the small chair. He was a little stiff, and although he was never one for awkward silences, his head was spinning, and he didn't know what to say.

Chuanwen sat slumped in his chair, looking at his hands—hands that hadn't even had a proper chance to massage his abs. [Sigh.]

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