Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 386

Chapter 386: Chapter 386

As the last bit of twilight faded, Yang Fan returned home.

Carrying his bag of mushrooms into the kitchen, before he could even speak, he was met with a slap from Zhou Wenhui.

That slap left Yang Fan completely stiff.

He had only ever slapped women on the buttocks, and this was the first time he had been slapped there himself.

"Little Mother, what are you doing?" Yang Fan asked in shock.

Zhou Wenhui, wearing an apron and gripping a spatula in her right hand, glared at him and said, "You little rascal, you actually know how to come back home?"

"I was busy with important business," Yang Fan said weakly. "Big business that makes money, this trip could’ve made as much as several months’ worth."

"I know it’s important business, but I’ve done the math. It takes two days for you to go to Lin Jing to collect the goods, back and forth, but you dilly-dallied and took four days. Did you forget that your Fourth Aunt and Xiao Yuan are about to leave?" Zhou Wenhui scolded without any good temper.

Yang Fan hissed softly, for he had indeed forgotten.

"I came back this morning. The two herbal farmers I sold to don’t have direct access, so it took a lot longer to take the detours. Otherwise, two days would have been enough," Yang Fan explained.

Though he had truly forgotten that Yang Yuan and her group were leaving, he still had to find something close to a reasonable excuse; otherwise, Little Mother would go on and on about it.

"Don’t explain it to me; go and talk to your cousin about it later," Zhou Wenhui said.

"That girl, I don’t know what’s gotten into her. She doesn’t ask you directly but keeps beating around the bush, asking me and your sister-in-law. You said you’d be back in about two or three days, so that’s what we told her. But she keeps asking, three or four times a day. I feel like she’s taking a bit too much interest in you."

"Probably because she’s preparing to leave and wants us all to be here. Emotions tend to fluctuate more when people are about to part," Yang Fan said, trying to maintain his composure while feeling inwardly panicked.

"Maybe so. Go check on her," Zhou Wenhui said, seemingly suspicious but not making a big deal out of it.

Yang Fan stole a glance at Little Mother, and seeing her expression was relatively normal, he put down the mushrooms and left the kitchen.

The second courtyard was serene; not a soul was visible.

Yang Fan hesitated for a moment but decided to head to his sister-in-law’s room first.

Upon pushing the door open, however, he found both Fourth Aunt and Yang Yuan inside.

"I could hear the noise from far away; what are you all doing?" Yang Fan asked nonchalantly.

"Brother Fanzi, you’re back?" Yang Yuan asked with excitement on her face.

Yang Fan responded with a simple "Mhm, finally back."

"We almost thought you weren’t going to come back from your long trip," Ye Tong said with a light laugh.

"Isn’t that a bit of an exaggeration? It was only two or three days," Yang Fan said with a smile. "What are you all doing here?"

"Just chatting about nothing in particular," Ye Tong replied.

Yang Fan deliberately ignored Yang Yuan’s overly fervent gaze.

The girl was a bit too uninhibited.

With his sister-in-law and Fourth Aunt right there, she was looking at him with those tender, affectionate eyes without any regard for propriety.

This was an invitation for trouble.

"What were you chatting about?" Yang Fan asked casually as he sat down.

"Oh, we were just chatting randomly. How did your trip go?" Ye Tong inquired.

"The trip was quite rewarding, actually," Yang Fan said with a light smile, briefly sharing his experiences. Of course, he omitted the wild night with Pan Xiaoxia and Zheng Yuyu.

However, he made Ma Baoyu the topic of conversation to divert everyone’s attention.

A few people chatted for a bit, and then it was time to eat, as Little Mother called from outside.

When they were going downstairs, Fourth Aunt deliberately walked at the back, quietly tugging at Yang Fan’s clothes.

Yang Fan took the hint and slowed his pace as well.

After Ye Tong and Yang Yuan went downstairs, Fourth Aunt, with a trace of shyness in her eyes and brows, leaned into Yang Fan’s ear and whispered, "Wait for me tonight!"

Her warm breath on his neck made him shiver, and his eyes instantly heated up.

Fourth Aunt actually took the initiative!

The memories of that deep night when everyone was drunk were still cherished by Yang Fan, especially the taste of Fourth Aunt.

He surreptitiously grabbed a handful of Fourth Aunt’s ample buttocks and nodded.

Fourth Aunt let out a soft moan, slapped Yang Fan lightly, and hurried down the stairs with a flushed face.

The dinner was as sumptuous as ever.

With Little Mother being a great cook, the food at home never seemed to be bland.

The family had a lively dinner, and after the meal, Yang Fan grabbed some clothes to change into and headed for the bathroom.

In this muggy weather, without a wash, he felt sticky all over.

Just as he undressed and turned on the water, Little Mother sneakily crept in.

Yang Fan was startled and quickly covered his private parts, "Little Mother, you— I’m taking a shower!"

Zhou Wenhu glanced over at Yang Fan and said calmly, "Covering what? As if I haven’t seen it before."

"I just came to tell you not to rush with your shower. Wait for my signal, then come over to shower," she said.

"Huh?"

Yang Fan looked at Zhou Wenhu in surprise, not understanding what she was up to now.

"What’s with the huh? Don’t tell me you don’t understand what I mean," Zhou Wenhu said irritably, "You and your sister-in-law still need some heat between you, understand? Later, when I message you, come to the bathroom, but don’t turn on the light."

"Little Mother, won’t that be a bit too obvious?" Yang Fan asked.

His relationship with his sister-in-law was already quite clear, so he didn’t want to play these games anymore.

"What’s so obvious about it? You’re just taking a shower. Hmm... forget it, leave the light on. Sigh... actually, that might not smooth things over, might your sister-in-law turn and run?" Zhou Wenhu spoke, but then contradicted herself.

Yang Fan nodded meekly.

"Then think of something yourself. Is there any way you can have an honest encounter with your sister-in-law? Right now, you need to touch each other’s bodies. Regardless of what the relationship is, set that aside; as long as the physical distance is close, the relationship will naturally follow," Zhou Wenhu explained, as if she were a life coach.

But this life coach’s gaze wasn’t steady, frequently drifting toward the spot Yang Fan was covering with his hand.

Yang Fan thought hard and shook his head.

He and his sister-in-law had already seen each other bare and had played with each other, but finding a unique opportunity now was tough; he had already used every trick he could think of.

And now, what Little Mother wanted was for the two of them to meet in a very clear and straightforward manner.

That was even harder to come by.

"What if I play the villain and lock you and your sister-in-law up? Do you think she will hold it against me?" Zhou Wenhu suddenly asked.

"She probably won’t," Yang Fan said half-heartedly after a moment’s thought.

"You better be sure about that. If your sister-in-law ends up resenting even me, then you’ll have absolutely no chance," Zhou Wenhu cautioned.