The commune leader brought Ling Huanwu over, gave her a few simple instructions, and then went about his own work.

Ling Huanwu nimbly climbed the ladder to the roof beam of the public toilet.

His ascent left the male educated youth who were helping him below, as well as the young men from other villages, completely stunned.

The young woman seemed to have no bones; she used her feet to prop herself up on the roof beam and leaped up, revealing her snow-white, smooth back, whiter than a freshly steamed bun.

Several young men below, full of youthful vigor, had nosebleeds, wishing they could stand on the roof beam and pull the delicate and charming woman along.

"Is this the young lady of a capitalist who recently arrived from the next village? I heard that her ancestors were imperial merchants. Even after handing over all their capital, they were still rolling in money from the dividends. She eats and sleeps in the best of everything. No wonder she's so pampered."

"If I could sleep with such a beautiful woman every day, I would die happy. Whoever marries this beauty is truly blessed."

"Would you like to have such good fortune? Can you afford to support a capitalist's daughter like that? No one would dare to marry her because of her status."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense. I heard she just got married yesterday, and the groom is that Commander Zhou..."

Everyone fell silent, looking up at Zhou Jiuzhen, who was staring fiercely at their wives as they approached, and felt a chill run down their spines.

Can such a petite wife handle such a strong man?

And her waist seemed to be only as thick as Zhou Jiuzhen's thigh, making it hard not to think of that brittle tree branch that would break immediately if Zhou Jiuzhen just gave it a slight bend!

Ling Huanwu had no idea about the filthy thoughts of those people below. She just stared at the man not far from the roof beam, who didn't even reach out to help her up, and curled her lips.

She was about to lecture Zhou Shuyao as she had in her previous life, but she quickly suppressed her anger and pretended to be strong as she swayed and walked toward him.

Zhou Jiuzhen's childhood friend, unable to bear watching any longer, reached out to help her, saying, "Sister-in-law, be careful, don't fall."

Ling Huanwu was indeed a little afraid of heights. She reached out to hold the hand of this kind stranger, but Zhou Jiuzhen blocked her hand and reached out with both hands like iron clamps to grab her armpits. He lifted her up like a child and carried her to the wooden frame next to him.

With her feet freed, Ling Huanwu turned pale with fright.

This man is incredibly strong.

Holding her is as easy as holding a baby.

She even felt like a tiny creature struggling in front of this man, like prey caught by a cheetah, not even enough to fill his teeth.

"Thanks!"

She huddled to one side, spreading out straw, and mustered up her courage to chat with Zhou Jiuzhen.

Zhou Jiuzhen was inexplicably colder to her than he had been the night before, sparing her a few words before continuing to work.

Soon, the whole day passed, and Ling Huanwu tried several topics, but she still knew nothing about this man; he was a complete stranger to her.

I was heading home after work, just before getting into the house when it got dark.

Ling's parents tried to trick her by saying that they would be leaving the next day, and they repeated what they had said during the day: if she could take the dowry, they would give it all to her.

Ling Huanwu sneered inwardly.

Let alone the dowry.

She wants all of the Ling family's assets!

If left for the two of them, it would only be squandered by Song Yaoyao like it did in the previous life.

The primary task now is to upgrade and expand the space so that she can make use of it and take those things with her.

In the still of the night, cicadas chirped incessantly outside.

Just like last night, the adobe wall started to crumble and shed debris again.

Ling Huanwu placed a large bathtub in the room, preparing to take a good bath before implementing her plan to expand her living space.

Unexpectedly, they encountered the falling yellow dust again, so they quickly pulled the bathtub to the bedside.

Finally, a knock came at the door, neither too loud nor too soft.

"Comrade Ling, may I go in?"

Ling Huanwu was utterly speechless. They were husband and wife, yet this man addressed her as "comrade" politely, like a stranger, day and night.

Now I have to ask her before I come in, because I'm afraid I'll see her changing clothes or taking a shower.

"Okay, come in."

Ling Huanwu responded casually, picked up the thermos on the table, and poured water into the bathtub.

As soon as Zhou Jiuzhen entered, he saw Ling Huanwu still wearing the floral dress that was covered in yellow dust from the daytime. Her two small hands were clutching her waistband, and she was biting her lip, her bright, watery eyes staring at him intently, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

"What's wrong?"

Confused, he glanced at the bathtub on the floor and asked, "Why haven't you taken a bath yet?"

You know, it only takes them the blink of an eye to take a bath in the river during the hot summer.

"My belt is tied in a knot and I can't untie it. Can you help me?"

"Oh, then I'll help you solve it."

Zhou Jiuzhen, being straightforward and unsuspecting, wiped the sweat that had returned to his body, tossed the towel over his shoulder, and bent down to carefully undo her waistband.

The embarrassing voice rang in my ears again.

The people in the south room practically wanted to blow up the mud-brick house.

Ling Huanwu truly regretted not having indulged Zhou Shuyao for a few more minutes in the morning, for he was still so restless in the evening.

Fortunately, their seemingly deliberate provocation actually had an accomplice effect at this moment.

The man who had just been helping her undo her belt with a righteous and cold expression suddenly turned red in the ears.

A white towel dangled from the man's shoulder, which, in the dim light of the kerosene lamp, made his bronze skin appear even more mature and alluring.

"Honey, are you hot?"

Ling Huanwu placed her soft, boneless hand on the towel on the man's shoulder, quietly crumpled the towel into a ball, and gently wiped the sweat from his body.

The rough texture of the towel gently brushed across the man's Adam's apple and down his collarbone, which was covered in sweat.

It's a pity this man is too serious; he even wears a vest at home.

Otherwise, she would have gone down to wipe the sweat from his eight-pack abs.

In her previous life, she stayed in the village for several years and became best friends with the widow Liu next door. She often heard her talk about how to seduce and tame men.

She was later able to discipline Zhou Shuyao completely thanks to Widow Liu's efforts.

No man can remain unmoved by the combined impact of sight, hearing, and touch. Even if he is a womanizer or a eunuch, he will trigger the mechanism and completely lose control.

"It's untied. You take a shower first, I'll stay outside for a while longer."

Zhou Jiuzhen's Adam's apple bobbed, and he turned to leave, but he felt his belt tighten. It turned out that his belt was being hooked by a pair of delicate white hands.

"Don't go!"

Ling Huanwu bit her lip and hurriedly called out to him.

I never expected that even after all this, I still couldn't keep this person.

Judging from Song Yaoyao's reaction during the day, this man had never touched Song Yaoyao in his previous life.

She was really afraid that after they finished showering and lay down fully clothed, the man would fall asleep like a block of wood again.

So I wanted to eat this hot tofu while it was still hot.

But in her haste, Ling Huanwu forgot one thing.

Her hands were tugging at Zhou Jiuzhen's belt, which had been unbuckled by him, leaving her unattended.

With that movement, the loose-fitting trousers slipped down the moment Zhou Jiuzhen turned around.