Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 529

Chapter 529: Chapter 529

The girl in the prime of youth had a burning heart, and in this densely wooded forest where they first met, she timidly, delicately shed her floral dress, allowing the forest breeze to brush over her budding body, and also allowing Yang Fan’s fiery gaze to land on those spots that made her blush with shyness.

Her directness and initiative filled Yang Fan with joy, followed immediately by a surge of passion.

Soon, on the soft grass blanketed with pine needles, two fervent bodies rolled together, accompanied by the sounds of rustling and the girl’s moans, which she couldn’t suppress.

The mountain chickadees hopped amongst the branches, their lively eyes observing for a moment before shyly flying away.

Peeping Tom, look away.

After over an hour of intense passion, the two figures on the ground finally separated.

The girl’s face was flushed with the afterglow of shyness, drenched in intense moisture and allure.

Yang Fan caressed her tender body with reluctance to let go, whispering, "Next time, come find me in town."

Wang Zhaodi nodded lightly.

Her smile hesitated for a moment as she asked softly, "Do I need to let you know in advance?"

"That would be best, to avoid running into other people," Yang Fan said.

"Hmm."

In silence, Wang Zhaodi tidied up her clothes, then suddenly asked in a soft voice, "Brother Fanzi, can I ask you a very small question?"

"You can even ask a big question, why have you suddenly become so reserved?" Yang Fan said with a light laugh.

He probably saw, the true nature of Wang Zhaodi might be just what she showed at that moment.

This was the real him.

It’s just that in the previous environment, changed by her surroundings, she had become so self-assertive, wantonly arrogant. For young boys and girls, it is the age when their world view and such things take shape, and they are easily influenced by their environment.

To put it simply, it is the time when they are most susceptible to bad influences.

Wang Zhaodi seemed somewhat embarrassed to speak; she brewed her thoughts for a bit before saying softly, "It’s just that, now I find myself frequently craving such acts, as if some kind of switch has been turned on. I wasn’t like this before."

Yang Fan chuckled, "This is normal. You must have heard the saying, right? ’Which youth does not harbor a spring fancy?’ At this age, everyone has these thoughts. I think that girls and boys are probably about the same in this respect."

"If you’re talking about a switch, maybe there is one. Once you’ve tasted the marrow, you long for it, right?"

Wang Zhaodi brought her legs together, laid them across the grass, and gently rubbed the reddened marks on her knees.

They were marks from just now, from when she had been kneeling.

Yang seemed to like her buttocks; from behind, that position lasted the longest, making her knees red and her hip bones very sore, feeling as if she had been plucking weeds in the field all day.

"But before... well, it was after being with Brother Fanzi that I started feeling this way," Wang Zhaodi said softly.

She wanted to say that, with that bastard with yellow hair, aside from pain, she felt nothing at all, and even began to dislike doing such things. But after being with Yang Fan, she found herself thinking about it almost every other day, to the point where she sometimes couldn’t even concentrate on her studies.

Even though Wang Zhaodi hadn’t finished her sentence, Yang Fan knew what she wanted to say. He chuckled and commented, "Actually, the reason is quite simple, it must be because I made it comfortable for you."

"Only the comfortable things are worth thinking about. If it were uncomfortable, why would I think about it? I’d be too busy hating it."

Wang Zhaodi smiled sweetly and nodded, "It seems that’s really the case."

"Alright, you better hurry back, or Uncle Wang will start looking for you. Next time you feel like it, as long as you have time, you can come find me in town," Yang Fan said.

Even though the forest was deep and provided good cover, it probably wasn’t wise to bring Uncle Wang’s precious daughter here, to the doorstep of his home, to do this kind of thing. Uncle Wang would likely kill him.

Besides, Uncle Wang was an old hunter who roamed the mountains; if he suddenly got the urge to enter the forest, Yang Fan might just walk right into the line of fire.

Yang Fan felt it was still best to be cautious and try to avoid these kinds of situations as much as possible.

Wang Zhaodi obediently nodded, then looked back three steps at a time as she left the forest.

After Wang Zhaodi had been gone for a while, Yang Fan left the forest, found his three-wheeler, and with a fully loaded vehicle, he headed for Zhang Yulan’s house.

Outside the opulently decorated villa, a black sedan quietly stood parked, and Zhang Yulan’s voice could be faintly heard. She seemed to be on the phone, her tone somewhat agitated.

The two men he had tied to the utility pole were nowhere to be seen.

Yang Fan parked his three-wheeler on an empty spot nearby and then walked towards the source of the voice.

Zhang Yulan was sitting on a tree stump next to the car, on the phone, with Xiao Liu beside her, taking notes of something.

When Xiao Liu saw Yang Fan approaching, a shy allure flashed through her eyes as she signaled him to wait a moment.

Yang Fan leaned casually against the car and lit a cigarette.

Before long, Zhang Yulan ended the call and walked over to Yang Fan with a smile, then suddenly grabbed his crotch.

"You naughty boy, you didn’t react at all to seeing your sister?"

This greeting startled Yang Fan, and he instinctively shrank back, "Sister Yulan, don’t mess around, you’ll break it. If you didn’t show anything, how could I react? Even with the wildest imagination, I wouldn’t hypnotize myself into that state."

Zhang Yulan burst into giggles, laughing so hard she bent forward and backward, her chest heaving with the effort.

Her eyes swirled playfully, rolling them with an exasperated look, "You heartless guy, not visiting me for so long, I thought you had grown tired of my body."

"Not at all, I’ve been thinking about it a lot actually. It’s just that I’ve been really busy recently. Opening the shop is one thing, but Old Zhou, my old partner, has signed a contract with a big pharmaceutical company. Things were fine before, but recently the prices of Codonopsis and a few other herbs have soared, and I’ve been running around everywhere. If we can’t meet the monthly quotas, both of us will be working for nothing," Yang Fan explained, mixing truth with excuses, even though he knew Zhang Yulan might just be making a casual remark, he still had to come up with a plausible reason.

"That contract sounds a bit sketchy; you haven’t been swindled, have you?" Zhang Yulan asked with a frown.

Yang Fan shook his head, "I haven’t been swindled. Even though the prices for these herbs have plummeted now, they’re still paying the peak prices. But it is indeed tough, and this challenging period is likely to continue for a few more months. Things should ease off only once the new medicines hit the market next year."

"So that’s the situation. It seems they are paying a premium to secure the supply chain. And the penalty clause can mitigate some of their losses to a certain extent. It’s simple and crude, but it works," Zhang Yulan nodded in understanding.