"Pearls are pearls, why call them oyster pearls? I know someone who sells pearls, I'll take you to see them later, whether they buy them or not is none of my business."
"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner whether you accept it or not."
"No need for meals, but you can drink alcohol."
"Okay, okay."
After hanging up the phone, Ye Cheng originally wanted to find a nice box to put the oyster beads in, but after searching for a long time, he couldn't find a proper box in his house. In the end, he could only use a cigarette box to put them in.
To show how precious they were, Ye Cheng stuffed a few napkins inside to prevent them from getting damaged.
After packing it up, Ye Cheng shook it. Not bad. He'll just put it in his pocket like this tomorrow.
After carefully putting the cigarette pack away, Ye Cheng played on the computer for a while and then went to bed early.
Just as he lay down, half asleep and half awake, Ye Cheng felt a soft body crawl into his bed and hug him, trembling.
He jolted awake, shoved the person next to him aside, and shouted, "Who's there?"
"Second brother, it's me." A slightly panicked voice rang out.
Upon hearing the voice, Ye Cheng recognized it immediately. "Aunt Zhang?"
He turned on the light and saw that it was indeed Aunt Zhang. She was wearing a coarse cloth nightgown, half-undone, with her hair loose, and only wearing underwear, revealing her two snow-white thighs. She was lying on his bed.
The sight startled Ye Cheng so much that he jumped out of bed and looked around. It was indeed his own home.
"No, Auntie, what are you doing?" Ye Cheng hurriedly put his pants on. If someone saw this, he would be in deep trouble.
Although Widow Zhang wasn't particularly beautiful, as a mature woman, she still possessed a certain charm. Now that many parts of her body were exposed, Ye Cheng felt a little embarrassed after seeing so much of her and quickly turned his back.
Seeing Ye Cheng like this, Widow Zhang's face darkened, and she bit her lip, saying, "Second son, don't worry, I won't tell anyone. I did it voluntarily."
"No, Auntie, whether you're willing or not is your business, the problem is I'm not willing." Ye Cheng was speechless. He didn't dare to yell at him at this moment, feeling incredibly embarrassed.
Feeling a pang of shame at Ye Cheng's words, Widow Zhang nimbly got out of bed and walked to Ye Cheng's side, gently embracing him from behind.
"Second brother, please help your aunt. She's all alone. Just take me with you, as long as you're willing to help me."
"Although I'm getting old, I know how to make you happy. Just don't look down on me."
A different feeling came from behind him, and Ye Cheng stiffened. It was such a familiar feeling, but he only paused briefly before quickly breaking free from Zhang Widow's embrace, taking two steps back, and sitting down directly, looking at Zhang Widow with a serious expression.
Seeing Ye Cheng looking at her so seriously, Widow Zhang lost the courage to make any further moves and simply stood there quietly without saying a word.
Ye Cheng sighed and said softly, "Auntie, is something bothering you? I've noticed you've been acting strange these past few days. You can tell me what's wrong; there's really no need for this."
Widow Zhang looked up at Ye Cheng. Ye Cheng's eyes were clear, without any other unusual color. Widow Zhang knew that what he said was true.
She bit her lip and said softly, "I need money."
Ye Cheng nodded. He knew it was about money; he had realized it when Ye Cheng asked him for 300 yuan earlier that day.
“You don’t usually dress up much, and you don’t have many clothes. You probably don’t use the money for yourself, right?” Ye Cheng said.
Widow Zhang looked up, her eyes firm yet sorrowful. "It's Xiao Liang. Xiao Liang needs surgery, and it costs 30,000 yuan."
Ye Cheng frowned. "30,000 yuan? What kind of surgery costs that much?"
In this day and age, 30,000 yuan is no small sum; it's definitely a major surgery.
Widow Zhang gave a helpless smile. "Xiao Liang has congenital heart disease. The doctor said he needs a medium inserted, which is an imported material. Since it involves the heart, the surgery will cost 30,000 yuan, and there will also be nutritional expenses and so on afterward."
The widow paused for a moment when she spoke of this, "He was not quite right when he was a child. I even prayed to the Dragon King of the Sea, hoping he could bless my Xiao Liang, but now his condition is getting worse and worse. The doctor said that if he doesn't have surgery soon, he won't be able to hold on."
"I don't have that much money, and I'm not capable, so I can only use my body to exchange for it," Widow Zhang said self-deprecatingly. "Don't worry, I've washed myself. As long as you're willing to lend me money, I'll be yours from now on. I'll pay you back slowly, so you won't lose out."
Hearing this, Ye Cheng pursed his lips. He wasn't at a disadvantage, but he felt guilty.
Once the conversation started, Widow Zhang seemed to have no more reservations and immediately began to undress.
Ye Cheng was shocked. This was terrible! They were trying to kill me!
"No, no, Auntie, you want to borrow money, right? I'll lend it to you, I'll lend it to you, okay?"
Upon hearing that Ye Cheng had agreed to lend her the money, Widow Zhang not only didn't stop what she was doing, but actually quickened her pace.
"Second brother, don't worry, your aunt will definitely make you satisfied. As long as Xiao Liang is well, your aunt will be yours for life."
Just as they were about to be completely honest with each other, Ye Cheng couldn't take it anymore. He ran out of the yard, stood in the middle of the yard, and shouted, "Auntie, if you keep doing this, I won't lend you the money anymore."
Widow Zhang stood inside the house, while Ye Cheng stood in the middle of the courtyard.
Widow Zhang was stunned. She had thought Ye Cheng was just shy; after all, it's normal for a young man to be a little awkward.
But judging from Ye Cheng's expression, he doesn't seem to be joking.
Seeing that Widow Zhang had finally stopped, Ye Cheng wiped away his sweat. "Damn, fighting is still easier to handle."
"Auntie, please put your clothes on first, okay?" Ye Cheng said softly, while glancing back at the yard outside. It was only a little before 11 o'clock, and there were still people walking around. If they saw him, he would not only fail to get the fish but also get himself into trouble.
Widow Zhang slowly put on her clothes, but since she was only wearing a thin nightgown, the atmosphere was still somewhat ambiguous.
"Auntie, look at this, it's the middle of the night, it's not appropriate for a man and a woman to be alone together, why don't you come find me tomorrow during the day?"
Widow Zhang tightened her clothes and glanced at Ye Cheng with a hint of resentment, "Do you really dislike your aunt that much?"
Ye Cheng was speechless. He clasped his hands together and begged for mercy, "My dear aunt, this isn't about whether you dislike me or not. Just go back now, okay? I'll go to the city tomorrow, finish my business, and then I'll come back to you with the money. Is that alright?"
"It's a deal then. Auntie will be waiting for you at home tomorrow. You must come!"
After finishing her sentence, Widow Zhang glanced at Ye Cheng somewhat reluctantly before leaving.
Ye Cheng breathed a huge sigh of relief. He was terrified; this was too much!
But just now, Widow Zhang asked why she wanted to borrow money? How much?
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