Stimulate
Zheng Nanle picked up a spoon, scooped up a mouthful, and brought it to his lips.
Grandma Zheng stared intently without blinking.
Zheng Nanle put down his spoon, picked up the bamboo tube, and took a sip of millet oil to moisten his mouth.
An urgency flashed in Grandma Zheng's eyes as she urged, "Er Ya, drink it quickly, the porridge won't taste good if it gets cold."
Zheng Nanle put down the bamboo tube, picked up the spoon, and, under the expectant gaze of Old Lady Zheng, put it to her lips.
Grandma Zheng's eyes burned with passion.
Zheng Nanle touched it lightly, then put it back.
Grandma Zheng hurriedly tried to snatch the porridge from Zheng Nanle's hand, "Is it hot? Let me feed you."
She scooped up a spoonful of porridge and was about to blow on it.
Zheng Nanle was disgusted, so she snatched it away and ate it herself.
Old Zheng's tightly furrowed brows relaxed.
I thought this brat had discovered something, which is why she was making all sorts of little fuss.
After gulping down the white porridge, Zheng Nanle patted his stomach and thought to himself, "The white porridge only fills my stomach and doesn't make me feel full, so it's not like I'm putting extra strain on my stomach, is it?"
After finishing his drink, Zheng Nanle, feeling a bit drowsy, got up and headed towards the storeroom.
Grandma Zheng craned her neck to watch them go, like a duck peeking out of its shell.
The little boy secretly followed her, and once he made sure Zheng Nanle was lying on the bed, Old Mrs. Zheng stood tall and gave orders, "Take some sweet potatoes and go to work. Eldest son, you stay home."
After thinking for a moment, Old Lady Zheng asked Old Man Zheng, "Old man, do you want to stay and keep watch?"
Old Zheng stood up. "What do you mean by 'sitting in charge'? The eldest son is so old, can't he even handle this little thing?"
"That's right, Mother, don't worry, we'll definitely get rid of that bad luck," Zheng Laoda assured.
"Mother, where should we send this bad luck ghost?" the eldest daughter-in-law asked curiously.
The fourth son and his wife also looked at Old Lady Zheng.
Old Mrs. Zheng scolded, "What business is it of yours where you send her? Her curiosity is as strong as a mouse's. Why don't you bring home grain like a mouse?"
The eldest son's wife dared not ask any more questions.
Ring ring.
When the work bell rang, Old Zheng hid behind the door and watched as everyone in the village went to the fields. He then carried Zheng Nanle on his back from the bed and stealthily made his way to a secluded path, avoiding the villagers.
When they reached the big willow tree at the village entrance, Old Zheng put Zheng Nanle down against the tree, wiped the sweat from his brow with the corner of his clothes, and fanned himself with his hand.
At the village entrance, a short, dark-skinned mountain man carrying a basket walked by. Old Zheng went up to him, led the man to a willow tree, and said, "This is my niece."
The mountain man stared at Zheng Nanle, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes.
So thin, so small.
Can I have babies?
However, the thought that the betrothal gift was only ten yuan made her put away her disappointment.
It will get better with rest.
If you take good care of yourself, you'll naturally be able to have a baby.
Even if a woman is mentally challenged, she would still cost at least fifty yuan. If she's not mentally challenged, she would cost even more, starting at least a hundred yuan.
"Here, this is ten yuan." The mountain man took out a ten-yuan note.
Older Zheng took it and carried Zheng Nanle into the basket.
The mountain man didn't linger and headed back with his baskets.
It takes at least three hours to walk from his house to here, but if he goes home now, he can still make it to work in the afternoon.
Inside the basket, Zheng Nanle opened his eyes and looked at his eldest brother, Zheng Laoda, who hadn't turned back even once, as if he were seeing off not his niece, his second brother's only bloodline, but some insignificant stone. His gaze turned slightly cold.
Zheng Erya floated beside Zheng Nanle, hugging herself, and whispered, "Sister, I'm still so sad."
Even though they knew they had no good intentions towards me, I still couldn't help but hold onto a little bit of hope.
They are blood relatives in this world, so why are they so harsh on her, showing her no affection whatsoever?
Do they really not care at all about her life or death?
Zheng Nanle raised his hand and gently patted Er Ya's head. "Er Ya, relationships between people are all about fate. In the future, you can find a family member who truly loves you, or you can have your own family member."
Zheng Erya wiped her face and didn't say anything.
Seeing that Boss Zheng had turned into the alley and disappeared from sight, Zheng Nanle stood up, gripping the rope.
The mountain man sensed something was wrong and was about to turn around to look when suddenly a rough piece of cloth appeared on his mouth and nose. A sweet fragrance entered his lungs with each breath, and he felt a wave of dizziness wash over him.
The mountain man swayed and fell to the side.
Zheng Nanle withdrew his hand, shrank back, and curled up in the basket. The basket fell to the ground, rolled twice with a gurgling sound, and then came to a stop.
Zheng Nanle then climbed out of the basket unharmed.
Zheng Nanle kicked the mountain man, and to ensure he was completely unconscious, he covered his nose with a cloth smeared with sleeping pills and placed his hand on his nose.
A shallow, warm breath seeped through the fabric and landed on her fingers. Zheng Nanle withdrew her hand, moved the mountain man into the basket, and hid him in the woods beside the path. Then, she quickened her pace and chased after Boss Zheng.
Zheng Nanle had become very familiar with the village paths after wandering around for the past two days. He turned into another path, a narrow passage hidden between two houses, barely wide enough for one person to pass through, on the side of the wall of one of the houses.
Zheng Laoda walked straight ahead without any warning. She made a lightning-fast move, covering Zheng Laoda's mouth and nose with a handkerchief smeared with sleeping pills. At the same time, she moved and circled behind Zheng Laoda.
Boss Zheng turned his head, trying to see who had ambushed him, but he saw nothing. His eyelids grew heavy, and his body went limp as he collapsed.
Zheng Nanle carefully covered him with the handkerchief for a few more minutes before taking it back. Then, she looked at Zheng Laoda, hesitated for a moment, picked him up, and hid him behind a stack of rice near the threshing ground.
After doing all this, Zheng Nanle rubbed his arms and shoulders.
This body is too weak. I was originally planning to move the person back to the basket and then pick the two of them over, but now I can only move them one by one.
After resting for a while, Zheng Nanle avoided people and went to the path at the village entrance to pick up the men from the mountains.
After that, she put the basket aside and went to take off the clothes of the mountain man and Old Zheng.
Halfway through solving the problem, I caught a glimpse of Old Man Zheng out of the corner of my eye.
It turned out that Old Man Zheng was still worried and said he needed to use the restroom, so he was going home to check on things.
Zheng Nanle originally intended to play a trick on her uncle, this mountain man, but now she has a better idea.
Every wrong has its perpetrator, and every debt its debtor; whoever makes the suggestion must bear the consequences.
Zheng Nanle ran towards Old Man Zheng with the agility of a cat. She hid behind the wall, as patient as a hunting tiger.
Easily, Old Man Zheng followed in the footsteps of Old Man Zheng.
Rice stacks.
Zheng Nanle stripped the mountain man of his clothes, which he had only partially removed, and then proceeded to remove Old Man Zheng's clothes. As for Old Man Zheng, he stood there, leaning against the stack of rice without falling over.
Zheng Erya turned her head away shyly, but seeing Zheng Nanle so calm, as if the body in front of her was not a man's but a pig, she looked at the mountain man with curiosity and said with disdain, "So ugly."
“It’s ugly.” Zheng Nanle nodded. “He doesn’t like to take baths, so he’s ugly and smelly.”
The filth hidden there...tsk tsk, even the pigs Er Ya used to take care of were cleaner than him.
After the two stripped naked, Zheng Nanle began to pose them up, face to face, mouth to mouth, one hand holding the other's penis, the other hand resting on the other's buttocks.
They were very intimate, whispering sweet nothings to each other.
Perfect.
Zheng Nanle was very satisfied with his masterpiece.
Zheng Erya cupped her face in her hands, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Zheng Nanle. Her sister knew so much, and she had also gained a lot of knowledge.
Afterwards, she shoved the bamboo tube, which was half-filled with water, into Zheng Laoda's hand, climbed up to the top of the rice stack, hid herself, and then splashed the water from the bamboo tube into Zheng Laoda's hand, and then onto the two people on the ground.
After that, I just watched the show unfold.
As for the bamboo tube, she took it from home. These large bamboos are everywhere in the village. Villagers use bamboo to weave simple bamboo baskets and other bamboo products, and they also use large bamboo tubes to make water cups and storage bottles.
"ah!"
A scream pierced the sky. Grandma, who was guarding the beans and chasing away the birds in the threshing ground, suddenly had her gossip gene kick in. Despite being seventy or eighty years old, she was as agile as a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl.
When they arrived at the scene, they saw Old Man Zheng leaning against a stack of rice, his face filled with terror. Old Man Zheng and a strange man were lying on the ground, embracing each other tightly.
Upon noticing their arrival, the two women panicked and pushed each other away, revealing their naked bodies.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't realize that old man Zheng is still so skilled at such an advanced age."
"Even more charming than Zhang Pandi."
"This guy has strange tastes too. He's not into girls, he prefers older men. Like Xie Xiaosan, he just likes older women?"
"Perhaps he lacks a father's love."
"He probably needs his grandfather's love. Old Zheng is already quite old."
"But that's really inconsiderate. At least Xie Xiaosan was at night at home, while Old Man Zheng was doing it in broad daylight, hidden in the rice stack. Is he afraid no one will notice?"
"It's still exciting to get caught cheating by your son."
The grandmothers whispered among themselves, staring intently at Old Man Zheng and the mountain man without blinking.
They are all this age, and they no longer need to care about the worldly distinctions between men and women.
Old Zheng quickly put on his clothes and saw the man still frantically getting dressed. Old Zheng stood there dumbfounded, doing nothing. He was burning with anger, and his vision blurred.
That's it, he's lost all his dignity and face. From now on, when people talk about him, they'll only say "that old man who cheated on his wife with a young man." How will he live in the village and hold his head high again?
The mountain man, his face flushed red, didn't dare look at the old women. He angrily swung his fist at Old Zheng, "No wonder a young woman only costs ten yuan. You've ruined my life!"
Old Zheng's face stung from the punch, and he finally regained his composure from the shock. He swung his fist back, shouting, "Who hurt you? I haven't even held a grudge against you for sleeping with my dad!"
Zheng Nanle: Hahaha.
Boss Zheng is truly a god-tier teammate.
Old Zheng: "..."
I want to kill this stupid son!
"Alright, go back and talk about it. Aren't you ashamed enough?" Old Man Zheng said angrily.
The mountain man punched Old Man Zheng again, "I almost forgot about you! Your whole family set me up, you're truly heartless. Do you know how hard it is for us mountain folk to save up some money? You even cheated us out of this kind of money!"
Old Zheng was caught off guard; he was hit and staggered backward, falling to the ground.
Zheng the eldest was furious. "How dare you hit my father?"
They rushed over and fought with the men from the mountains.
Zheng Nanle lay on top of the rice stack, secretly cheering them on: "Let them fight! Let them curse!"
However, upon seeing the village chief, he knew the charade couldn't continue, so he jumped off the haystack and ran away in a flash.
He ran to the edge of the crowd and encountered Lu Guangbai, who was watching the commotion from afar.
Lu Guangbai also saw her and gave her a thumbs up.
What an extraordinary woman!
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