Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 359

Chapter 359: Chapter 359

Yang Fan and Pan Xiaoxia had everything well planned, but still, the plan encountered unexpected changes.

Just loading the truck took up most of the afternoon.

Because the truck couldn’t reach the doorstep of Zheng Yuyu’s house, they could only rely on a small pushcart to make continuous transfers.

With this back and forth, the time multiplied.

By the time all of Codonopsis from both households were loaded, it was already getting dark.

Moreover, these Codonopsis still needed to be weighed in batches.

Going to the town to weigh and deal with all this would likely take until eight or nine in the evening, or even later.

Since it was Codonopsis from both households, they used a tarp to divide them in the middle of the truck to differentiate them during loading.

When weighing, they had to first unload those of Zheng Yuyu’s on top, weigh those from Ma Baoyu’s and then reload and weigh again, which would take a considerable amount of time.

Yang Fan and Pan Xiaoxia briefly discussed and decided to accept the warm invitation from Ma Baoyu to stay overnight at his place.

They would all go to the town to weigh and settle accounts the next morning.

The dinner that night was valiantly prepared by Zheng Yuyu, who also took the opportunity to successfully invite Yang Fan and the others to her home. Although Ma Baoyu looked displeased, he did not interfere.

He knew his cooking skills were somewhat lacking.

He could manage a makeshift meal alright, but hosting a large feast for guests was a bit out of his depth.

Zheng Yuyu prepared a sumptuous dinner, serving Yang Fan, the big financier, with all her might. Ma Baoyu wasn’t to be outdone either. He made a trip all the way to town and spent a hefty three hundred yuan on two bottles of alcohol to entertain Yang Fan and the two others.

Honestly, it was the first time Yang had been treated with such respect, and it left him somewhat uncomfortable.

Under the moonlight and the sparse stars, the meal was very enjoyable.

Zhao Wu, the melancholic little truck prince, was also quite the drinker, knowing many drinking games to liven up the atmosphere.

In no time, he had everyone drinking and chatting merrily.

"Zheng Yuyu, you must know where Widow Ma is, you... you tell me, once you do, we can write off our grievances, how about that?" As the alcohol deepened, it was time to talk about love, and the first thing Ma Baoyu thought of was the widow he longed for.

Zheng Yuyu, her cheeks flushed from drinking, rolled her eyes and said sarcastically, "Ma Baoyu, why are you so stubborn? I’ve already told you she went off to have babies with some rich second-generation guy, why won’t you believe it?"

"Cut the crap, where would she get the chance to meet some rich second-generation!" Ma Baoyu’s head shook like a rattle.

Zheng Yuyu slammed a glass of liquor in front of Ma Baoyu and yelled, "Drink this first, and after you do, I’ll tell you what’s really going on!"

Ma Baoyu picked it up and swallowed it in one gulp.

It was baijiu in a small beer glass, which he downed without even blinking, as if drinking water.

"Speak!" Ma Baoyu slammed the glass on the table and shouted with a raised hand.

"You’ve always thought that it was me saying you two were together that made her unable to stay in the village and leave, right? I’ve explained it to you, but you wouldn’t listen. Today I’ll elaborate and tell you exactly what happened," said Zheng Yuyu.

"Just tell me, don’t start with such pointless premises, I know all that," Ma Baoyu urged.

"First off, I did indeed say you two were together, and it wasn’t just me; many people in the village were saying it, and you often mentioned it yourself, right? This rumor started spreading a long time ago, long before Widow Ma left, so clearly, the two things are unrelated," Zheng Yuyu explained.

"Widow Ma didn’t see you as a potential partner at all, nor did she want to date you. She just wanted to use you for work and to get money from you. Remember the guy who operated the excavator when the village was fixing the roads?"

"During the roadwork, they were already sleeping together, and I saw it with my own eyes. That guy had Widow Ma strung up in a tree, having at her, with a long ’tail’ stuck up her ’chrysanthemum,’ looked like a snake."

Ma Baoyu was stunned.

"Zheng Yuyu, do you realize what you’re saying? Why didn’t you tell me about this? Are you lying to me?" he shouted in disbelief.

Zheng Yuyu rolled her eyes, "Lie to your grandfather, when this happened, we had already fallen out, why would I tell you? You said because of the rumors I spread, Widow Ma stopped paying attention to you. Then not long after, Widow Ma left, and you said she couldn’t stay in the village because of the rumors I had spread."

This juicy story had Yang Fan silently mourning for Ma Baoyu for two seconds.

The white moon in his heart, to think she was someone else’s big toy... hung from a tree...

This was indeed a bit tragic.

But Yang Fan was more curious about how someone could play while hanging in a tree without maiming the person.

Pan Xiaoxia poked Yang Fan’s arm and whispered, "What did she mean about growing a tail on the ’chrysanthemum’? How does that even happen? Is it just stuck in there, like that?"

Yang Fan nodded, "I guess it’s a form of play, I’ve seen that sort of thing in movies, a small lump the size of an egg, you just stick it in."

Pan Xiaoxia’s cheeks crinkled as if she could feel her own backside being stretched open.

"Wouldn’t that be uncomfortable?"

Yang Fan shook his head, "I don’t know, I’ve never tried it. How about I try it on you someday?"

"Better not, I’d rather have you shove yours in me than grow a tail," Pan Xiaoxia immediately said, shaking her head.

"So many other people do it, it must be quite fun," said Yang Fan with a laugh.

"No thanks, if you really want to experiment, I could consider letting you go through the back door, but no tails," Pan Xiaoxia said, shaking her head again.

All of a sudden, Ma Baoyu let out a howl, "How could Widow Ma be that kind of woman? I don’t believe it!"

"Believe it or not, what I said is true," Zheng Yuyu said with a sneer.

"Not only did she let someone string her up in a tree, she even let that person give her a ’tail’? What, what did she see in that guy?" Ma Baoyu cried out, unwilling to accept it.

"The guy has money. Widow Ma said so herself, his family got a big payout from a demolition deal," Zheng Yuyu said.

Ma Baoyu slapped his chest with a thud and bellowed, "It’s over, my heart is completely dead."

Yang Fan barely managed to hold back his laughter. How could he make such a sorrowful matter sound so amusing?

"Old Ma, have a drink, to honor your lost Widow Ma," Yang Fan raised his glass and said.

Ma Baoyu’s eyes dimmed as he stared blankly at Yang Fan and asked, "Brother Yang, why does your toast feel like someone stabbed a knife in my heart?"

"Out with the old, in with the new. I wish you could find a woman who would hang you in a tree," said Yang Fan.

Ma Baoyu froze, "What you said just now... it’s even more devastating, and... it gives me the chills."

Yang Fan suddenly couldn’t help but laugh, "That, admittedly, might have been a bit much. Forget it, I’ll just wish you find a woman as beautiful and virtuous as a flower."