Chapter 637 Fur Traders Across the River
Chapter 637 Fur Traders Across the River
Lu Yao didn't move even when the little girl came over.
Breathe evenly and pretend to be asleep.
In fact, feeling the soft, beautiful body of this young woman, Lu Yao's heart raced.
However, he still held back and didn't move, wanting to see what she was going to do.
As a result, the little girl did nothing but hug Lu Yao tightly.
She fell asleep shortly afterward.
Lu Yao was kept awake by her.
Zuo Xiaoying is very innocent; she simply wants to have close and intimate contact with the older brother she likes and respects.
Just hold him while he sleeps.
I really don't know how to go deeper.
I feel that being able to hold Lu Yao while sleeping is the greatest happiness.
Even if Lu Yao, this experienced driver, didn't have any impure thoughts about her, it was impossible for him to resist.
Every man knows how lecherous men can be.
You can't possibly touch every woman in your life, but you've probably fantasized about every single one of them.
There's an old saying that proves it: "Of all evils, lust is the worst. Judge by actions, not intentions; by intentions, no one in the world is perfect."
Everyone has evil thoughts.
But those who can control themselves are good people.
Lu Yao was trying his best to control himself and not let his hands touch Xiaoying's body.
She merely pinched one of my fingers.
When Lu Yao noticed that Xiaoying's hands were cold, he didn't pull away and simply warmed her hands.
Finally, as dawn was breaking, Lu Yao finally fell asleep.
I don't know how long I slept, but someone pinched my nose and woke me up.
Huang Yuejuan got up.
Seeing that Zuo Xiaoying was still fast asleep, with her legs resting on Lu Yao's stomach.
She lay on her side next to Lu Yao, a smile on her lips.
Huang Yuejuan stood on the ground, above Lu Yao's head, pinching Lu Yao's head repeatedly with her hands, and scolding him in a low voice:
"Didn't I tell you not to touch Sakura?"
Lu Yao also explained in a low voice:
"I didn't touch her, she came over by herself, probably just sleeping."
Huang Yuejuan lifted the quilt and looked inside; both of them were wearing sweaters and long underwear.
But then he pinched Lu Yao again:
"You still say you have no evil thoughts? Your body tells a different story!"
Lu Yao felt a sharp pain from her pinching and quickly grabbed her hand.
"I sleep like that until morning too. You're young, you know what I'm talking about."
Huang Yuejuan, being a medical student, naturally understood the physical condition of a vigorous young man; pinching him was simply out of a bit of jealousy.
She really wanted to sleep holding Lu Yao like this, but unfortunately Xiao Ying was there and she didn't dare.
I also admire Zuo Xiaoying's fearless spirit.
At this moment, Uncle Guo coughed a few times, waking Zuo Xiaoying up.
When he looked down, he realized he was holding Lu Yao and had drooled all over Lu Yao's sweater.
When he looked up, Huang Yuejuan was looking right above him, and he was immediately embarrassed.
He buried his head under the covers.
Huang Yuejuan smiled and said, "Get up, it's time to eat."
Then I went out to cook.
Zuo Xiaoying then looked up at Lu Yao, her face as red as the morning sun:
"Brother Wa, oh no, Sister Yuejuan saw us. I was planning to hug you for a little while and then go back to share a bed with her. I didn't expect you to fall asleep."
Lu Yao smiled and said, "It's alright, Sister Yuejuan won't laugh at you."
Zuo Xiaoying still looked worried:
"I slept with you last night, is there a chance I'll get pregnant?"
"..."
Lu Yao stared at Zuo Xiaoying for ten seconds without saying a word.
Only after confirming she was naive and not faking an accident did I flick her nose.
"What nonsense, you won't get pregnant from sleeping together."
"So... how do I get pregnant?"
"..."
Lu Yao was a little embarrassed to answer this question.
Uncle Guo over there suddenly started coughing.
Lu Yao could tell that he was using a cough to cover up his laughter.
They're trying to force it back.
"Get up, you brat! What are you thinking about all day with that little head of yours!"
Lu Yao lifted the covers as if to get up, but then covered himself up again.
No, I need to calm myself down before getting up. I don't want Sakura to see me in this embarrassing state and start scaring me with random questions.
After breakfast, people started arriving at Uncle Guo's house.
The villagers of Qidaogou, who witnessed Lu Yao's bravery in the battle yesterday, came here with admiration.
Those who knew it was Huang Yuejuan's friend all came to express their gratitude.
People brought eggs, mushrooms, and others came empty-handed but full of enthusiasm to express their gratitude.
In short, without Lu Yao, Qidaogou has been unable to hold its head high for many years.
Being beaten and scolded is a common occurrence.
It's finally all better now.
Last night, Lu Yao regained all the face that Qidaogou had lost over the years.
Not only that, they also seized the bandits' guns and armed the village as well.
No more fear of the people of Liudaogou.
Even the people from Wudaogou and Xidaogou no longer dare to bully Qidaogou!
Er Mangzi specially brought over a duck to kill and invite Lu Yao for drinks.
I got home too late last night, so I'll have lunch today.
Lu Yao had something on his mind, so he quickly told Er Mangzi about selling the hides.
Er Mangzi immediately had his wife kill a duck and cook vegetables at Uncle Guo's house, while he took a young man to the riverbank dam to set off smoke signals.
Around noon, several prominent men from the village gathered at Uncle Guo's house.
The dishes were pooled together from several families, and everyone enjoyed a hearty drink together.
Zuo Xiaoying was a guest; she was the only woman seated at the table, and even Huang Yuejuan was a waitress.
They could only eat after the men had finished eating.
Speaking of last night's battle, Er Mangzi and the others praised Lu Yao extensively.
Speaking of last night's battle, Er Mangzi and the others praised Lu Yao extensively.
Some say he is a combination of Zhuge Liang and Zhao Zilong.
He is skilled in both literary and martial arts.
Zuo Xiaoying remained silent, gazing up at Lu Yao, who was chatting and laughing as if nothing was wrong, her eyes sparkling.
Some villagers have reported that two of the Jin brothers were beaten to death by villagers last night, but it's unclear whether it's true or not.
In short, things were peaceful in Qidaogou afterwards.
In the afternoon, people actually came from across the river.
It was the fur trader, Park Erpangzi, who came with his younger brothers, Park San'er and Park Xi'er.
Park Erpangzi lives up to his name; he is indeed quite fat.
However, the definition of fat people in this era is different from that in the later 21st century.
At this point, a man weighing over 150 pounds is considered fat.
Having more fat on your face means you're fat.
Even after fifty years, Park Ji-sik's weight will only be that of a middle-aged man with a bit of a paunch.
He was wearing a black cotton-padded jacket and a dog-skin hat on his head, the ear flapping loudly.
Two other people followed behind, also short and chubby, clearly a family sharing the same face.
The two people behind them, one was carrying a large bag on his back, and the other was carrying a tin bucket.
Er Mangzi went up to greet him: "Boss Park is here."
Park Erpangzi nodded, squinting as he looked into the village:
"Did you set off the signal fire? What kind of goods were on it?"
Although his tone of voice was stiff, his Mandarin was quite fluent.
"Let's go inside and talk." Er Mangzi pointed behind him, "Uncle Guo's house."
Park Erpangzi followed and entered Uncle Guo's courtyard.
As soon as the door opened, he saw Uncle Guo lying on the kang (a heated brick bed) and was stunned for a moment:
"Uncle Guo, what's wrong with you?"
Uncle Guo waved his hand: "Don't ask anymore, he got bitten by a dog."
Park the Fatty laughed: "Did the Kim family beat us up again?"
Er Mangzi perked up:
"Fatty, it won't happen again! Last night we ripped off the Jin family in that ditch in Qidaogou. All five of us kowtowed and begged for mercy!"
Park the Fat Man laughed loudly, his laughter sounding like a pig's.
"You're just bragging, Er Mangzi. With Jin Biao as their backer, do you think you can mess with the five Jin brothers?"
Er Mangzi smiled slightly:
"The burned area at Qidaogou is still there, and there's blood on the ground. You can go take a look. Even Jin Biao..."
"Alright, alright, stop bragging, I don't want to hear it. Let's get serious."
Clearly, this Fatty Park not only didn't believe it, but also looked down on the commune members of Qidaogou.
No wonder, how could he possibly respect a group of people who are constantly bullied?
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