The afternoon was long, and their first trip to cut grass for pigs was quickly completed. After sending them back, they cut a basket full of grass on the roadside near the village.
After submitting today's task, the pig grass-cutting team disbanded.
Jiang Baige went home and told Grandma Meng what she was going to do. Then she went out through the back door carrying a basket on her back.
Behind the village chief's house, there are trees connected to each other. Walking here, you can pick up branches that have fallen from the trees as you go.
Fortunately, the backpack was not returned, so she could carry more back home.
I walked all the way to the woods where I had just passed by when I was cutting grass for the pigs. I put down my backpack and started picking up branches.
They picked up the branches along the way and soon had a big pile. These dry branches were much better than the leaves that Grandma Meng had picked up, and they could burn for a longer time.
Soon the basket was full. Seeing that it was still early, she decided to send the goods home and then come back again.
I felt so happy that I started humming a song unconsciously.
There was a rustling sound of footsteps behind me, and then someone's voice came over, "Young educated youth, gathering firewood! Do you need my help?"
It was a man's voice. Jiang Baige turned around to look at the person who was speaking behind her.
I saw a man in slovenly clothes leaning against a tree, staring at me with an ambiguous look.
She recognized him at a glance. She had just seen this man two days ago. Isn't this the Chen Erlaizi that the villagers are talking about?
I heard that this guy is lazy and over 30 years old and still single.
My family used to be wealthy, but it fell into decline after the reform.
He doesn't have a proper wife, but he often flirts with other people's girls and wives.
His brother was a martyr, and his family was the family of a martyr. His family was taken care of by their superiors. Even though he was notorious, the villagers turned a blind eye.
The family of a martyr is like having a golden ticket to immunity from death; who would dare to do anything to them?
Otherwise, with his background, he would have been driven out of the village long ago.
Thinking that this person had a bad character, Jiang Baige didn't want to bother with him.
This lone man and woman were talking in the woods in broad daylight, while the fields at the foot of the mountain were full of villagers working. If someone saw them, it might cause them to have endless fantasies.
Jiang Baige politely shook her head, "No thanks."
As he said this, he picked up the backpack on the ground.
These are dry branches. Even if they fill a basket, they don't weigh much.
She ignored Chen Erlaizi, but others kept coming up to her to talk to her.
Young educated youth, what you have picked up now is collective property. If you carry it back, you will be fleecing socialism.
If someone saw it, you would be criticized.
Jiang Baige chuckled, "Ha, what do you think this is?"
I stopped and looked back at him. I was just picking up some branches, but he put such a big blame on himself.
She was beginning to get impatient, but still wanted to hear what else this person had to say.
Seeing the young educated youth looking at him, Chen Erlaizi took a clear look at this pretty face and his heart couldn't help trembling. He didn't expect that this young educated youth in the educated youth compound was so good-looking.
He laughed mischievously, "Little comrade, if you promise me one thing, I will never tell anyone else and will even send the firewood back home for you."
She didn't know what his purpose was at first, but after hearing what he said, Jiang Baige understood immediately that this man was planning to take advantage of her.
I cursed in my heart, he was threatening me.
I thought to myself, "I'm just picking up some branches. I thought you might get scared."
Pretending to be innocent, he said, "I don't know! I just got here and no one told me I can't pick this up."
Hearing that he was scared, Chen Erlaizi became more excited and walked up to Jiang Baige.
"Little comrade, put it down. I'll help carry it back later."
Jiang Baige put the backpack on the ground and said, "Well, I think it's too heavy. I can't carry it."
When Chen Erlaizi heard the young educated youth say that he couldn't carry it, his masculinity instantly rose.
"It's okay, I'll help you."
As he spoke, his eyes scanned Jiang Baige's body.
I thought, “This young educated youth may not be big, but he is quite fierce, and his waist is so thin.
Seeing that she had nothing in her hands, he had an idea and pounced on her.
Jiang Baige didn't expect this man to be so bold as to try to force himself on her in broad daylight.
With quick eyes and hands, he followed his outstretched hand, grabbed it with both hands, and kicked him in the crotch.
Chen Erlaizi screamed, covered his crotch with one hand and knelt on the ground.
Jiang Baige gritted her teeth and smiled mischievously, "I've been here, but I haven't tried my skills yet. Today is a good day, so I'll practice on you."
As he spoke, he grabbed Chen Erlaizi's hand and squeezed it gently. He heard a cracking sound as the joint was dislocated.
Chen Erlaizi was about to scream in pain, and his jaw was dislocated instantly.
Seeing that her hands were stained with the saliva of the man in front of her, Jiang Baige wiped her hands clean on his clothes.
He frowned in disgust, "Auntie, it's so dirty."
Chen Erlaizi knew that he had hit a wall today. He didn't expect that the seemingly weak girl was actually a well-trained person.
He had pain in his lower body, shoulders, and mouth so sore he couldn't speak.
I could only kneel on the ground holding my crotch and whimpering.
Seeing that his belt was loose, Jiang Baige gently pulled it off.
At that time, there was no such thing as a belt. Most people used white cloth to make their belts, and most of the white cloth was left over from when someone in the family passed away and they wore mourning clothes.
The strips of cloth are wide enough to tie someone up.
Jiang Baige tore the white cloth in half, grabbed Chen Erlaizi with one hand, and tied him to the tree.
Chen Erlaizi made a whining sound from his mouth, "What are you going to do?"
Jiang Baige obviously didn't understand this sentence.
The man was tied up and tied to a tree.
He couldn't help but curl the corners of his lips, obviously very satisfied with his masterpiece.
Chen Erlaizi was tied up by her, and he didn't know what this young educated youth would do to him next. He could only stare at her intently, hoping to scare her and let her go.
Seeing that he still dared to stare at her, Jiang Baige raised her hand and punched Chen Erlaizi, leaving a black eye socket.
Chen Erlaizi whimpered in pain, but he had no other choice. His hands were tied to the tree, so he could only scream in resistance even though he was in pain.
Jiang Baige asked, "Are you still looking at me?"
Chen Erlaizi shook his head and whimpered, "No, no, no."
It’s better for her to give in now. When I find out I’m pregnant, I’ll deal with her properly.
Jiang Baige muttered, "It looks asymmetrical!"
After saying that, he raised his fist and hit his other eye, then nodded in satisfaction.
"Well, it's right this time."
After being punched by her again, Chen Erlai could only make a whimpering sound.
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