Not just today, but for several days in a row, he hasn't come back.
Su Nianxue shook her head, wondering why he was so busy every day.
Then there's the Yang family next door.
Grandma Yang sat under the eaves, looking preoccupied, and didn't even notice when her grandson fell.
She already knew about Wang Tiezhu's remarriage, and her resentment towards the Wang family had reached its peak.
That bastard tormented her daughter for years, but in the end, he used the money he extorted from their family to marry a beautiful new wife for himself.
God is truly blind; why doesn't that kind of person get his just desserts?
It's just a pity about her peaches...
Her biggest worry now is what will happen to Taozi for the rest of her life.
What young man would want to marry a woman who can't have children?
She could only marry a widower or an older man who couldn't find a wife.
But would a family like that treat her daughter well?
She was only awakened by her grandson's cries.
"Mom, what are you thinking? Xiao Bao has fallen!"
Taozi was walking out of the house with a basket on her shoulder when she saw this scene and quickly ran over to help her little nephew up.
"Where are you going in the middle of the day?" Aunt Yang asked, looking at her attire.
"Oh, I'll go up the mountain to pick two persimmons!"
Dog Egg has been clamoring for persimmons these past few days!
I happen to have some free time now, so I'll go pick a couple for him.
As they were talking, Peach had already left her house and gone up the mountain.
Autumn has arrived, but the "autumn tiger" is the hottest time of the year.
Even though she chose to take a secluded path, she still broke out in a sweat.
These days, the persimmons on the mountain are ripe, and the village children run up the mountain every day.
Therefore, the persimmons in places closer to the village, or on lower trees, have all been picked clean.
She searched for a long time before finally finding a satisfactory persimmon tree in a secluded corner.
The tree is quite tall, and it is laden with bright red persimmons, hidden among the lush green leaves, which looks quite delightful.
She put down the basket, stood on tiptoe, and stretched her arms out as far as she could, but she still couldn't reach the persimmons on the tree.
A pair of sticky, greasy eyes peeked out from behind a large tree not far behind.
This figure had been following her ever since she started climbing the mountain.
"Little Peach, are you picking persimmons? Let me help you."
As he spoke, the man walked toward her, his eyes fixed on the sliver of her fair and delicate waist that was revealed when she stretched out her arm.
Peach turned around and frowned slightly as she looked at the person who had come in.
This man is Wu Erlaizi, a notorious lazybones in the village.
Like Gu Yanbai, he was very well-known in the village.
Neither of them liked farm work, which caused the weeds in the field to grow taller than the crops.
But at least Gu Yanbai doesn't harm the village. No matter how much trouble others cause, they only bother others and don't really harm the village.
But Wu Erlaizi was different; he was a troublemaker in the village.
They'd either go to this person's field to pick some bok choy today, or go to that person's field to pick some scallions tomorrow.
Most of the villagers are simple and honest. It was just some vegetables, and out of consideration for their neighborly relationship, they never held it against him.
Even if you happen to find him picking vegetables from his own field, you just laugh it off.
Perhaps it was the villagers' magnanimity that emboldened Wu Erlaizi.
Lately, the sound of women cursing can be heard from time to time in the village.
Only after asking did I find out that the family's chickens had gone missing.
Everyone tacitly agreed that the chicken must have been offered to Wu Erlaizi's stomach.
Although there was no evidence, the villagers weren't blind.
We're all from the same village, so which family isn't better off than Wu Erlaizi's?
Although the food has improved in recent years, the villagers are all rather thin because of the hard work they do.
Only Wu Erlaizi had a rosy complexion with a suspicious sheen of oil, making his square face almost look round.
If he didn't steal the chicken, then who else could it be?
But no one caught him red-handed, so even though they were resentful, they had no choice but to give up!
As Taozi watched him approach, she instinctively took two steps back, her brows furrowing deeply.
"No need. You go ahead and do your thing, I can manage on my own."
"Hey, Peach Sister, why are you being so polite?"
I am a man after all.
"I'm taller than you, so picking persimmons won't be any easier for me," Wu Erlaizi said, taking two more steps closer to her.
As he approached step by step, Peach looked resistant.
In the middle of nowhere, a lone man and woman alone together—if someone saw them, they'd probably spread all sorts of nasty rumors.
As a divorced woman, her reputation was already not good.
If rumors spread that she has any connection with this scoundrel, she'll be drowned in gossip from the whole village.
Thinking of this, she picked up the basket from the ground and turned to leave.
But Wu Erlaizi was faster; he spread his arms and blocked her way, saying with a grin,
"Little Peach, play a little longer, why are you in such a hurry?"
Peach's face darkened, her expression turning icy. "What exactly do you want in broad daylight?"
"I don't want to do anything, I just want to talk to you!"
"But I have nothing to talk to you about!"
Wu Erlaizi ignored her cold attitude, his eyes darting around as he said with a lewd grin,
"Little Peach, it's been a while since your divorce."
"You've been celibate for so long, don't you have any thoughts about it?"
As his large, fat face drew closer and closer, Peach panicked.
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