The door was pushed open, and Aunt Pang walked in: "You child, coming home so late. Don't worry, we will take good care of Zhang Fan."
Li Chunyan said with gratitude in her eyes, "Auntie Pang, thank you."
"No need to thank me. A close neighbor is worse than a distant relative. We should help each other." She touched Li Chunyan's forehead. "If you feel unwell, remember to tell us."
Li Chunyan nodded: "Thank you, Auntie Pang."
Aunt Pang hadn't left yet. Her gaze fell on the bulge in the blanket, her eyes widened, and she walked over.
Li Chunyan's back was so tense that Zhang Fan, who was lying under the covers, could hear her rapid heartbeat.
Zhang Fan's hearing was extraordinary; he heard footsteps approaching and stopping by the bedside.
"Your blanket is all wet, don't sleep under it." Aunt Pang pointed to a spot on the blanket where Li Chunyan's wet hair had soaked through.
She touched the ground, specifically Zhang Fan's back. It felt very hard, and she touched it a couple more times out of curiosity.
"Oh!" Aunt Pang exclaimed, startling Li Chunyan so much that her heart nearly jumped out of her chest. "How come your flesh is so firm?"
Li Chunyan was on the verge of a heart attack, and hurriedly urged, "Auntie Pang, you're pressing on my knee. I'm very tired today, let's talk about it tomorrow."
"good."
Auntie Pang finally left.
Zhang Fan poked his head out from under the covers, gasping for breath. The covers were so stuffy they were suffocating him.
Li Chunyan quickly threw off the covers and locked the door.
Zhang Fan discovered that the smell of men's and women's blankets was quite different; his sister-in-law's blanket had a fragrance of orchids that made her feel relaxed.
While Li Chunyan was locking the door, Zhang Fan unknowingly fell asleep.
When Li Chunyan returned, she looked at the soundly sleeping Zhang Fan, smiled gently, and touched Zhang Fan's face with her slender finger, saying with a smile, "What a fool."
She hugged her knees, staring at a distant, empty space, her eyes filled with sorrow...
Before dawn, Zhang Fan was woken up by Li Chunyan.
If two people were to sleep in the same bed, what would happen if someone else saw them?
As soon as Zhang Fan opened his eyes, he saw the dark circles under Li Chunyan's eyes, clearly indicating that she hadn't slept all night.
Just as Zhang Fan was about to speak, he suddenly heard someone coming up the mountain.
There are only two households on the mountain, his family and Aunt Pang's family.
Regardless, it's best to leave first.
Zhang Fan was only wearing shorts, shirtless, with broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and strong latissimus dorsi muscles, exuding male hormones.
He had just returned to his room when an uninvited guest arrived in the courtyard.
A woman with thick arms and waist, dark skin, short stature, and three-white eyes, walked in aggressively with a sharp and mean look on her face. She put her hands on her hips and started cursing: "You damned Zhang Fan, get out here right now!"
Li Chunyan opened the door and hurried out. When she saw who it was, her face turned cold: "Second Sister, what brings you here?"
Ma Ying glared with her eyes wide open: "I only went to my parents' house for two days, and when I came back, my husband was ruined by Zhang Fan."
She plopped down on the ground, slapped her thigh, and burst into tears: "My life is so miserable! The breadwinner of my family has been injured. This is driving me to my death!"
Li Chunyan said anxiously, "Zhang Qingshan's matter wasn't done by Zhang Fan, so why are you blaming him?"
Ma Ying cried out in an exaggerated voice, "It was Zhang Fan who did it."
Zhang Fan opened the door and was about to come out when Li Chunyan pushed him back inside, saying, "Don't come out."
Upon seeing Zhang Fan, Ma Ying instantly perked up, jumped up, and strode over, slamming the door shut with a loud bang: "I've seen you! Get out here and pay up!"
The plump aunt poked her head out and said, "Your husband was taken away by Zeng Guihua. If you want to compensate her, go find her."
Ma Ying spat out a mouthful of saliva: "None of your business, you barren hen."
This touched a nerve with Aunt Pang, and her eyes welled up with tears. Zhang Tiegen said anxiously, "Why are you swearing at people like that?"
Ma Ying scoffed coldly, her gaze sweeping up and down: "Married for several years without children, I don't know if it's her problem or yours."
The last sentence was emphasized particularly heavily.
Zhang Tiegen was speechless; he was tongue-tied and didn't know how to refute.
Zhang Fan wanted to open the door, but Li Chunyan kept pulling on the lock. Afraid of hurting her, Zhang Fan didn't dare to use force.
"Don't come out, or you'll get beaten up."
Ma Ying turned around; "If you're protecting him like this, people who don't know better will think he's your man."
In rural areas, spreading rumors is the fastest way to ruin a woman's life.
Zhang Fan was furious and raised his voice a few decibels: "Sister-in-law, let go."
Ma Ying said sarcastically, "Oh, you're getting desperate, aren't you? Did I hit a nerve? If you don't pay me back today, I'll tell everyone about this. Come and hit me if you dare!"
She held her chin high, looking smug and like a cockfighting rooster.
Zhang Fan gritted his teeth: "I'll hit you if I want."
He pried Li Chunyan's hand away through the crack in the door, strode out, and slapped Ma Ying hard across the face.
Ma Ying's face was slapped to one side, and it was visibly swollen.
This happened so suddenly that she hadn't even had time to react, her eyes filled with disbelief.
Previously, he would beat and scold Zhang Fan, who had always silently endured it and dared not lay a hand on her.
Zhang Fan's gaze was icy, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Second sister-in-law, do you still want me to hit you?"
Ma Ying was startled by the cold gaze. Zhang Fan's eyes were like those of a venomous snake, sending chills down her spine and making her feel a coldness creep up from the soles of her feet.
When did Zhang Fan become so terrifying?
She looked up again and saw Zhang Fan tilting his head, still with that simple and honest look. She wondered if she had been so scared that she had misjudged him. Zhang Fan was clearly an idiot.
Ma Ying covered his face and said irritably, "I have to pay this amount for what happened today."
She held up five fingers: "Fifty thousand!"
Everyone present was stunned: "That's outrageous!"
Li Chunyan hesitated, saying, "I have no money."
He just signed an IOU for Zeng Guihua, where would he get the money now?
Ma Ying ignored him and said, "Then write me an IOU."
Aunt Pang said irritably, "Yesterday, Zeng Guihua took the IOU, and the next day her husband was killed by a wolf."
Zhang Fan's eyes darted around, and he clapped his hands and laughed, "We can see wolves again!"
While taking the photos, he subtly released a wisp of spiritual energy.
The surrounding birds sensed the spiritual energy and flew over in unison.
Crows were among them.
"Croak, croak, croakâ"
Ma Ying felt a chill run down her spine; could the rumors be true?
Will bullying a fool really bring retribution?
A gust of wind blew by, and the leaves rustled.
Ma Ying shuddered, but forced a smile and said, "You hit me today, but I didn't bully any idiots."
"Let me rest first," she said, turning and leaving.
After running a couple of steps, he tripped over a stone on the ground, fell on his backside covered in mud, got up, and limped away in a panic.
Ma Ying is gone, but Li Chunyan is in a dilemma: what will happen to Zhang Fan if she's no longer here?
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