"What are you doing?"
Ge Xiue's face immediately flushed red with embarrassment.
"Heh heh, I just missed Sister Xiue," said Zhang Xiaoshan with a chuckle. "It's not easy for us to be alone together. I haven't had 'that' for several days, give me a chance."
"No, it would be too embarrassing if someone saw us. I... I am a married woman."
"Don't worry, everyone has run off to Zhang Ercai's place to watch the excitement. No one will come to the infirmary."
"That?"
Ge Xiue smiled sweetly and, taking Zhang Xiaoshan by the hand, led him to the small bed inside.
Just as Zhang Xiaoshan had said, at this moment, the entire village, men and women, young and old, had gathered at Zhang Ercai's house. It was a big event in the village; everyone was pondering where a living person could possibly go.
In the sky, dark clouds slowly gathered, foreshadowing an impending storm.
At the same time, Zhang Xiaoshan was still blissfully unaware.
Sounds of pleasure emanated from the infirmary.