In the afternoon, when the sun was setting, the afterglow turned the clouds in the sky a fiery red, and the whole earth was like a furnace.
Under the withered and dilapidated ancient tree at the entrance of the village, there were some elderly people sitting there. Their eyes were fixed on the bluestone path outside the village entrance, full of longing, as if they were waiting for someone to return.
They waited here every day. Whenever they had time, they would come here, hoping to see their sons come back the moment they arrived.
It was a bit better now. Especially when the Spring Festival in winter was approaching, their hearts were filled with anxiety and even fear. They were afraid that they wouldn't be able to wait for their sons again this year. Once someone else's son came back, the other old people would be heartbroken and shed tears.
"Village chief, Zhang Xiaofan, you two are back."
These old people suddenly saw two figures entering the village and felt an inexplicable excitement in their hearts. When they saw clearly that it wasn't their children or grandchildren, they couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed on their faces, but they still greeted them with a smile.
"Second Uncle Gong, Grandma... What are you waiting for here? It's getting dark and there are a lot of mosquitoes. Go home. I have a bag of salt here. Each of you can take a pack home," Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and sighed when he saw this scene. Then he opened the big bag and took out a snakeskin bag from it, which was filled with salt.
These old people were really old. Without the care of young people, sometimes they might die at home, and no one would even know until their bodies became stiff. The young people had all gone out, and these old people could only barely get by with each other's support.
If they wanted to go out to buy salt, they might not be able to come back. Generally, Yang Zhiming, who was a filial young man in the village, would go out and help them buy things.
"Xiaofan, thank you so much. I'll give you the money when I get home. Actually, I only have five mao left at home. I still have some vegetables in my vegetable garden. How about you take them and eat them as a way to offset the cost?"
At this moment, Grandma Wu, with her hands trembling, was too old. She walked over leaning on a crutch, took a pack of salt, and said pleadingly.
Zhang Xiaofan remembered that when he was a child, Grandma Wu was quite fierce, and everyone in the village was afraid of her. Once you offended her, she could scold you for a whole day.
Unexpectedly, such a powerful woman still couldn't withstand the torture of time and had become decrepit.
Shu Wan'er, after all, was the village chief and an outsider. If she wanted to get things done in the village in the future, she had to have prestige. Seeing that Zhang Xiaofan didn't say anything, she understood his meaning and took the initiative to step forward and say:
"Uncles and aunts, just take this salt and eat it. It's free. We bought it for you on purpose."
Old people generally have a mentality of taking advantage. Hearing this, these old people all showed happy smiles. This girl was so beautiful, just like a beautiful fairy, and she was also so kind.
"Village chief, thank you then. But looking at your appearance, it seems that you've just lost your virginity. Were you with our Xiaofan on the way... Congratulations! Our Xiaofan is not bad-looking either. You two are a perfect match, a talented man and a beautiful woman, truly a match made in heaven."
These old people had sharp eyes. As soon as they saw that the village chief sister had a rosy complexion, like a flower that had fully bloomed, and was more feminine, and her walking posture was a bit awkward, they immediately guessed what had happened.
Some old people told Shu Wan'er to take care of her body and taught her how to do certain things, passing on their experience.
Some old people also admonished Zhang Xiaofan: "Xiaofan, look at how beautiful the village chief is, just like a fairy descending to the mortal world. You must have accumulated a lot of good fortune in your previous life to be able to have such a woman. You have to treat her well and don't let her be wronged. Our place is in the mountains and is poor. It's really not easy to marry a wife. A beautiful wife like yours is something you can't even dream of."
Zhang Xiaofan and Shu Wan'er listened to what the old people said and smiled bitterly at the corners of their mouths. Finally, they found an excuse and slipped back home.
When they got home, Sister Li Xiu'e next door had her door locked and wasn't at home. So they had to put the things in their own house first. As soon as they got home, Shu Wan'er was like a puddle of mud, sitting on a stool and unwilling to move. She looked at Zhang Xiaofan with a blushing face.
Zhang Xiaofan shook his head and had to go and cook. He also knew that the woman was hungry. Looking at Zhang Xiaofan's back as he cooked, she thought that Zhang Xiaofan was not only handsome but also so considerate and caring. She didn't regret it so much in her heart, but when she thought of Zhang Xiaofan hitting a woman, her heart was in a mess.
"Xiaofan, you accompanied me back to the village. You're so tired and still have to cook. I'm really sorry! By the way, were you injured the night before last?"
Shu Wan'er felt a bit sorry. She was holding a washbasin and washing her hair beside the ancient well while speaking.
"It's okay. But don't take it to heart either. I've already told you that if I couldn't beat that woman the night before last, once those red threads of hers pierced through my skin, they could instantly skin me alive. I'm not joking," Zhang Xiaofan knew what was on the woman's mind and said it again.
"Xiaofan, you're not allowed to fight with those people in the future. It's too dangerous."
Now that she had given herself completely to Zhang Xiaofan and Zhang Xiaofan was already her man, she comforted him with some concern.
When the dishes were ready, the two of them were at the dining table. Shu Wan'er was a bit shy and awkward.
However, Zhang Xiaofan, after experiencing the woman last night, that feeling was really amazing. The woman, after being "nourished" by him, had become even more beautiful and charming. Even the bulging collar of her clothes seemed to have become a bit plumper, and the mature charm of her whole body had become more intense.
He was even more interested in this woman and wanted to enjoy her until he got tired of her. He wanted to find out why this woman was so attractive.
Zhang Xiaofan couldn't wait. After having dinner, he wanted to go to bed and "play" with her quickly. Having such a beautiful woman in his possession, just thinking about it made him feel excited.
After dinner, Shu Wan'er was going to take a bath. Zhang Xiaofan's eyes lit up. It seemed that he could take a鸳鸯浴 (mandarin duck bath, a bath together) with the goddess. Although he had had a great time with the woman last night, he hadn't seen her plump body clearly. Tonight, he definitely wanted to examine her carefully under the light, not missing every inch of her skin.
"Xiaofan, what are you doing! Don't peek!"
"Well... Village chief sister, we've already been together like that. You're my woman now. Let's take a mandarin duck bath together! Not to mention looking, last night, there's nowhere on your body that I didn't touch. I even made your private part swollen. Village chief sister, I'm begging you..."
Zhang Xiaofan pleaded bitterly outside the door. The words he said made Shu Wan'er's face turn red. She was taking a bath and scrubbing her body when she suddenly remembered the scene in the stone crevice last night. Immediately, she felt her body getting hot and really wanted to have that passionate experience with Zhang Xiaofan again.
But a sharp pain came from below her thigh. Even the water droplets falling on it hurt a bit, and a trace of fear appeared in her eyes.
"No! Xiaofan, you be good, or I'll really be angry."
The village chief sister shouted, and then she murmured to herself: "You're just like a beast. It's too big. You made my private part swollen and even a bit torn. You're so fierce. If it were a little smaller, that would be great! Ah! What am I thinking?"