readease Chapter 126 How come this man has so much energy?
Chapter 126 How come this man has so much energy?
Li Xiaotao paused for a moment, then burst out laughing.
"Oh, Changxing City?"
Li Xiaotao's lips curled into a smile, her tone slightly teasing, "Weren't you complaining about pain yesterday? Now your back's all straight again?"
She stretched out a finger and poked Li Weimin's chest lightly; the spot was hard and all bone.
"With your skinny frame, you're not even as sturdy as my straw mat. Can you withstand any rough treatment?"
When his wife looked at him like that, Li Weimin's pride as a man instantly shattered.
"Who...who's failing!"
Li Weimin, his neck stiff, shouted, "Last night was the first time, I had no experience! Today... today I definitely won't let you laugh at me! Mother said I'm a man, how can I let a woman dominate in this kind of thing!"
"Did Mother say that?" Li Xiaotao raised an eyebrow.
"Yes! That's what Mother said!"
Li Weimin gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, and disregarded all techniques, lunging forward and pinning Li Xiaotao beneath him.
"Whether it's possible or not, you'll only know after trying!"
He spoke with great bravado, but when it came to actually putting it into practice, Li Weimin's rudimentary skills immediately revealed his weakness.
His lunge was powerful, but his aim was a bit off.
His forehead slammed directly into Li Xiaotao's collarbone, causing her to gasp in pain. She then raised her hand and slapped him on the back of the head.
"You're like a dog! Be gentle!"
"Hehe, mistake, mistake..."
Li Weimin rubbed his head, speaking softly, but his body clung to him even tighter like a leech.
This time he learned his lesson and stopped trying to fight head-on. Instead, he relied on his shamelessness and started groping around haphazardly.
Li Xiaotao wanted to curse a few more times, but when she felt the person on her body was frighteningly hot, and their breath felt like a small furnace in her ear, her body inexplicably went limp.
"Silly girl..."
She cursed under her breath, but her hands instinctively wrapped around Li Weimin's neck.
The lamp in the west room remained unlit.
The dim light cast long, overlapping shadows onto the whitewashed wall.
"Clatter".
The tattered palm-leaf fan was kicked by someone's big foot, tumbled over, and rolled to the ground. Nobody had time to bother with it at the moment.
This time, Li Weimin put in all his effort, disregarding any rules or methods, and just focused on getting started.
"You jerk...be gentle...don't break my back..."
The woman's voice was soft and trembling. She cursed once, but then fell silent, leaving only a muffled groan.
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The Qin family in Xiahe Village.
The screeching sound of brake pads rubbing against wheel hubs came from the gate of the courtyard, followed by the sound of the bicycle frame hitting the ground.
Li Xianglian tossed the half-stitched shoe sole into the sewing basket and got up to greet them.
Qin Rushan pushed open the door and came in, smelling of dust. His polyester shirt was soaked through, clinging tightly to his spine.
"Why are you only coming back now?"
Li Xianglian took the large cloth bag from his hand. "The food in the pot had been reheated twice, but I saw that it was too hot, so I put out the fire."
Qin Rushan didn't rush to reply. He first gulped down more than half of the cooled boiled water in the enamel mug before letting out a long sigh.
Those large hands naturally wrapped around Li Xianglian's waist and pulled her into their arms.
"There are many things to do in the county, so it took a little longer than expected."
He lowered his head and sniffed her neck; the stubble prickled Li Xianglian, making her shrink back.
"Did you miss me?"
Li Xianglian blushed, "It's only been an afternoon..."
"I've been thinking about this all afternoon." Qin Rushan released her. "Let's eat first."
The table was covered with a gauze cover. Li Xianglian lifted it to reveal a plate of smashed cucumbers, a bowl of mung bean porridge cooled with well water, and several steamed buns made from a mixture of wheat and water.
"It's completely cold." Li Xianglian was a little flustered and reached for the bowl. "I'll go make a fire and heat it up for you. Eating cold food is bad for your stomach."
"Need not."
Qin Rushan grabbed her hand and sat down heavily on the stool. "In the sweltering heat of summer, all I crave is something cold. Besides, you've been waiting inside for so long, how could I let you go back to the stove?"
He grabbed a steamed bun and took a big bite, then picked up a piece of cucumber with his chopsticks and chewed it with a crunchy sound.
Seeing him wolfing down his food, Li Xianglian felt both sorry for him and at ease, so she took half a steamed bun and ate with him.
Qin Rushan ate quickly, finishing a steamed bun in no time.
"Wife, tomorrow put on those two new quilts and tidy up your usual clothes."
Li Xianglian was taken aback, still swallowing her steamed bun: "Why are you tidying up your clothes?"
"move place."
Qin Rushan spoke casually, then picked up some more food. "I've had the yard swept clean. The house is bright and spacious, and the location is good. It will be convenient for me to drive back here in the future, so I won't have to make two trips."
The steamed bun in Li Xianglian's hand crumbled.
Are you leaving already?
She had lived in the countryside for over twenty years, and the sudden decision to move to the city left her feeling uncertain and empty.
"You... you've moved already?" Her voice was a little soft. "What about the chickens? The vegetables in our garden are just sprouting..."
"Catch two chickens and take them over to stew for you to nourish your body. Send the rest to Dazhu and let his parents help raise them. Have Aunt Wang next door keep an eye on the vegetables in the garden."
Qin Rushan looked up at her and said, "You're going there to enjoy life, not to grow vegetables and raise chickens for me in the city. There's plenty of food and drink provided in the county town, so you don't need to worry about this."
"Then... will we come back again in the future?" Li Xianglian looked around the room, her eyes filled with reluctance.
Once a woman gets married, she's bound to follow her husband wherever he goes, whether he's a chicken or a dog. This is Qin Rushan's stronghold, which is also her home.
I'm really going to leave after only a few days here, and I'm really going to miss it.
"Your legs are your own; you can go back whenever you want."
Qin Rushan reached out and pinched her cheek. "What's wrong? Can't bear to leave this wretched village? Can't bear to leave those gossipy old women?"
Li Xianglian blushed and shook her head.
"Then I'll listen to you."
In the stillness of the night, the crickets outside the window were chirping merrily.
After washing up, the two went to bed to prepare for sleep.
Qin Rushan rolled over, and his bulging, muscular body pressed against him.
He groped his way through the darkness with practiced ease, his large hand sliding down Li Xianglian's waistline, his breathing instantly becoming heavier.
"daughter in law……"
He called out in a hoarse voice, then buried his head in the crook of her neck, his voice filled with eager restlessness.
Li Xianglian stiffened, quickly reached out to press against his chest, and instinctively pulled her legs together.
"Brother Shan...no..."
Her voice was barely audible, "Today... I'm not feeling well." How can this man have so much energy?
Qin Rushan suddenly stopped moving, propped himself up, and stared at her, asking, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
"I'm... on my period."
Li Xianglian buried her face in the pillow, only revealing half of her bright red ear tip. "My period has started."
Qin Rushan was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.
That pent-up anger seemed to have been doused with cold water, instantly extinguished.
But he wasn't annoyed. Instead, he frowned and gently pressed his large hand against her lower abdomen through the blanket.
"Does it hurt?"
"It feels a little heavy, but it's okay, I'll feel better after a good night's sleep..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qin Rushan had already rolled off the kang (a heated brick bed).
The rustling sound of shoes being put on could be heard inside the house, followed by the whooshing sound of bellows being pulled from the kitchen.
Not long after, Qin Rushan came in carrying a large, steaming porcelain jar.
"Wife, get up and drink it while it's hot."