Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 196 A Monster!

Chapter 196: Chapter 196 A Monster!

After parting ways with Old Zhou, Yang Fan didn’t follow his advice to find a place to rest, but instead rode his bike out of town again.

It was still early morning, what was he resting for?

The news that Codonopsis prices had skyrocketed was already spreading.

Yang Fan rode through two villages and by midday, his tricycle was loaded up again.

Though the news of rising prices was spreading, it hardly impacted Yang Fan. The rising prices were those offered by the market, not by Old Zhou; these were two different matters.

The news spread, and Yang Fan only made one or two yuan less.

That price, however, was still worth him working without rest.

At noon, Yang Fan borrowed some boiling water from a farmer’s house, made himself a bucket of instant noodles, and sat under the shade of a tree, slurping his noodles as he smelled the fragrance of flowers and grass, when suddenly Zhang Yulan’s video call came through.

"You little brat, what are you doing? So many days and you didn’t think to send me a message," Zhang Yulan said with a face mask on, her expression full of reproach.

Yang Fan gave a wry smile, "Just busy making money, big sister."

"Making money? Let your sister give you some; come over for lunch, Xiao Liu is cooking," Zhang Yulan winked at Yang Fan, "Double the pleasure, little brat, hurry over. If you don’t come today, big sister’s gonna be really mad, huh."

"Alright, I’ll be right there," Yang Fan responded with a laugh.

"That’s more like it. Hurry up though," Zhang Yulan’s eyes twinkled with affection as she threw Yang Fan a playful look.

Zhang Yulan had called twice already. Yang Fan wasn’t making excuses; he really was too busy to go.

But if he didn’t go this time, big sister would definitely be genuinely angry.

After hanging up the video call, he quickly finished his noodles and rode his tricycle straight to Zhangli Village.

Just as he parked his tricycle in the spacious courtyard of Zhang Yulan’s house, the aroma of cooked food wafted through the air.

Yang Fan took a deep breath and couldn’t help but feel his mouth water.

Though he had just eaten a bucket of instant noodles, for someone with his physique, it was barely enough to sustain him.

Carrying today’s haul of several wild medicinal herbs, Yang Fan walked into Zhang Yulan’s house.

Under the grape trellis that bore no grapes, Zhang Yulan was leaning lazily on a soft couch, idly browsing her phone.

She wore a white lantern shorts that barely covered midway down her thighs, her fair, long legs naturally crossed one over the other in a posture of elegance, every bit of a lady of leisure.

On hearing noises at the doorway, she looked up, her eyes instantly shimmering with a flirtatious light.

"You got here quite quickly today," Zhang Yulan sat up, her face rippling with a water-like smile.

Though nothing had been done yet, the coquetry was already wafting between her brows, even her gaze became sticky.

Yang Fan put down what he had brought and sat down next to her, "Hearing you were upset, I floored it all the way here."

In fact, he was just in the neighboring village, not too far away.

Zhang Yulan giggled, "You do have a way with words," she said.

She glanced at the items Yang Fan had brought, bit her thin lips, and asked shyly, "Did you prepare props today? Are you trying to kill me? But... I like it. Show me what you plan to do with these items."

Yang Fan was momentarily dumbfounded, then laughed, "I haven’t learned how to use props yet. These are some wild medicinal herbs I collected today. You can add them to soup or cook meat with them; they’re quite good for the body."

Zhang Yulan slightly pursed her lips in disappointment, "I thought you’d prepared something fun."

"It’s something tasty," Yang Fan chuckled.

It seemed that this woman really had a craving these past few days; even a sheen of moisture appeared in her eyes.

"Is this stuff expensive?" Zhang Yulan asked.

"It’s not very expensive. This is what I do anyway," Yang Fan said casually as he squeezed next to Zhang Yulan.

Wild herbs, none of them cheap.

Just that small package alone cost over a thousand yuan.

Rolling over, Zhang Yulan snuggled into Yang Fan’s arms and pouted in the direction of the kitchen, giggling, "Guess what Xiao Liu is wearing while cooking today?"

Since she mentioned it, Xiao Liu’s outfit must be quite special.

Yang Fan thought quickly and laughed, "She isn’t wearing anything, is she?"

Zhang Yulan’s sly smile emerged, "She is wearing something, guess again."

"Not wearing pants?" Yang Fan asked.

Zhang Yulan shook her head, "Want to go take a look?"

"Let’s go have a look," Yang Fan said heartily.

This was clearly a setup by Zhang Yulan just for him; he definitely had to see it firsthand.

Zhang Yulan made it seem so mysterious; it aroused his curiosity too.

"Let’s go." Zhang Yulan hooked Yang Fan’s arm, and they walked together to the kitchen door.

In the smokey kitchen, Xiao Liu was intently cooking, wearing only a pair of black stockings.

And those stockings were crotchless!

With just a slight bend at the waist, Yang Fan could clearly glimpse into the secretive "golden valley" of Xiao Liu.

Seeing this scene, Yang Fan’s eyes bulged, nearly popping out of their sockets.

These two really know how to play!

The cooking was truly a feast for the senses.

Xiao Liu was seriously stirring the pot, completely unaware of Yang Fan and Zhang Yulan’s entrance.

"Fanzi, want to touch?" Zhang Yulan asked in a low voice, her lips curled into a teasing smile.

Without her needing to say it, Yang Fan had already had the idea.

The black stockings accentuated Xiao Liu’s already pale skin, making it seem as white as snow. Her full chest bounced up and down with the rhythm of cooking, looking beautiful and tempting.

With this scene before him, if Yang Fan didn’t feel his blood surge with excitement, then he might really be as impotent as the lie Old Zhou had concocted for him.

"Let her keep cooking, watching her like this feels really comfortable," Yang Fan said with a smile, and suddenly pulled Zhang Yulan closer between his own thighs.

To watch Xiao Liu dressed like this while cooking and to touch Zhang Yulan, that was truly a delightful and enjoyable treat.

"Ah..."

Zhang Yulan let out a surprised exclamation, a soft blush of shy allure spreading across her cheeks. She snuggled her soft body closer into Yang Fan’s embrace and whispered delicately, "How do you want to take advantage of me?"

"I’ll do it until you’re begging me to stop," Yang Fan said with a mischievous smile.

Zhang Yulan bit her lip and giggled lightly, her watery eyes fixed onto Yang Fan as she cooed seductively, "Can I beg for mercy now? Daddy, please don’t, okay? I just want to eat a lollipop, I don’t want to be touched."

Her voice squeezed in such a way that Yang Fan’s blood heated up in an instant.

This seductress!

"No way!" Yang Fan hooked Zhang Yulan’s chin, pretending to be fierce.

Zhang Yulan’s lips puckered slightly, putting on a pitiful, aggrieved expression, and spoke softly, "Then... can Daddy be gentle? Yours is too powerful, I can’t take it, I’ll be pierced through."