Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 537

Chapter 537: Chapter 537

Yang Fan and Wang Daqiang finally hammered out all the details.

The vehicle was provided by Yang Fan.

In fact, what Yang Fan had initially thought of was Zhao Wu, who he knew from the start and who always wore the same red vest without it ever wearing out. But after carefully crunching the numbers, he figured he’d probably take a loss and decided against it.

Besides, that guy was doing well driving on his own and probably wouldn’t want to take the risk of switching careers.

Even though he had mentioned something about joining Yang Fan before, after some consideration, Yang Fan decided it wouldn’t work.

Wang Daqiang was the better choice.

Wang Daqiang himself was a hillbilly, often went into the mountains, and was already familiar with these medicinal herbs.

There was no need to learn anything new and he could get to work smoothly.

That night, Yang Fan and Wang Daqiang both drank quite a lot, and by the end of it, their guard was down and their true feelings came pouring out.

Wang Daqiang, this scrupulously honest man, had a belly full of grievances that he poured out to Yang Fan all night long, eventually crying his eyes out. He’d made many mistakes in his life, leaving behind countless regrets.

Yang Fan wasn’t much better, just not as dramatic as Wang Daqiang.

He resigned himself to fate, yet struggled against it!

As the drinking continued, Yang Fan had no idea how he made it home.

One thing was certain, though: he made it back.

But by the time consciousness returned to his brain, it was already the next day.

And when he woke up, lying next to him was his sister-in-law, Ye Tong, whose eyes bore a murderous look as she watched him quietly.

Yang Fan rubbed his face vigorously, noted the bright daylight outside, and then let his gaze fall on his sister-in-law, who was lying there with her shoulders bare. He tried to recall something about the previous night, but could only remember fragments of the scenes.

He remembered after finishing two cases of beer, Wang Daqiang brought out another case of baijiu.

This honest and reliable lug, while buying vegetables in town, also feared they’d run out of alcohol and brought along a case of baijiu.

A whole case, four bottles.

How many bottles they drank after that, Yang Fan couldn’t remember, but at least one bottle for sure.

He couldn’t recall anything that happened after that.

Yang Fan’s gaze landed on his sister-in-law’s delicate collarbone and he hesitantly asked, "Sister-in-law, you didn’t carry me back last night, did you?"

Ye Tong’s eyebrows knitted together in disapproval and she remained silent.

Yang Fan scratched his cheek and mumbled, "It must have been you, with at least a case of beer and a bottle of baijiu in me, I probably couldn’t make it back on my own and might have just used the road for a bed."

Ye Tong suddenly poked a finger against Yang Fan’s forehead and flipped the quilt open, revealing an endless view.

"You’ve got some nerve, being as old as you are, how can you lack any self-control? Do you realize how dangerous it is to pass out by the side of the road? Knowing you’re about reached your limit, why didn’t you call us?" Ye Tong yelled.

Yang Fan fixated on the view beneath the quilt, puzzled, "Weren’t you the one who brought me back?"

"I’d carry you back, but you would have had to give me the chance to do so," Ye Tong retorted angrily. "You didn’t tell me anything; how was I supposed to know what kind of a mess you’d be in the middle of the night?"

Yang Fan, with her slender jade pointer on his forehead, stealthily reached out his hand.

Soft and mellow, it felt really good.

Oddly enough, when a woman leans over like that, these little guys seem to feel even more perceptible to the touch.

"Let go!" Ye Tong barked.

Yang Fan let go obediently, "Sister-in-law, why are you so angry?"

"Why shouldn’t I be angry? Do you think that as the day is drawing near, and I’m about to become your woman, you can just let me become a widow again so soon?" Ye Tong asked with a cold face.

Yang Fan instantly became completely honest.

The sister-in-law’s words were a bit too heavy, too damaging.

"Sister-in-law, I also didn’t expect to drink so much last night. Such a big change happened in Wang Daqiang’s home, it was a huge shock to this guy. He was crying and talking, and I just kept him company by drinking, incidentally giving some guidance. While guiding, I just couldn’t handle anymore..." Yang Fan said weakly.

Ye Tong huffed heavily and stared coldly at Yang Fan for a while before asking, "Are you going to do this again next time or not?"

Yang Fan immediately shook his head repeatedly, "Definitely won’t drink like that next time!"

"Fine, I’m giving you an ugly warning today. If you dare to do this again next time, I will give my body to you according to our agreement, but that will be the end of it, do you understand?" Ye Tong said.

Yang Fan was stunned.

The sister-in-law was really quite angry today.

Those words were truly not ordinary in their weight.

Yang Fan said very seriously, "Sister-in-law, rest assured, I’ll quit drinking from now on, absolutely not drinking. At most, in unavoidable situations, I might have a small drink or two occasionally, is that okay?"

Ye Tong gave Yang Fan a sidelong glance, "Who told you to quit drinking? Do you think that’s what I meant?"

"I know what sister-in-law means, but quitting drinking is more thorough, right?" Yang Fan mumbled weakly.

With the sister-in-law saying those words, it was impossible not to concede.

Ye Tong looked at Yang Fan speechlessly, took a deep breath, and sighed, "I didn’t say you can’t drink, but you need to know your limits. If you feel you’ve had a bit too much, call us early to pick you up."

"I know men enjoy this stuff, and I won’t restrict you, I’m not that unreasonable. But, you can’t be careless, not even alerting us, do you know how you were last night? What if you accidentally fell off a cliff?

Yang Fan honestly bowed his head and nodded repeatedly.

"Yesterday... I indeed wasn’t thoughtful, got carried away."

Ye Tong huffed again and asked, "Did you hear what I just said?"

Yang Fan nodded repeatedly, "I heard, I heard."

"Try not to drink in the future, and if you do, warn us in advance and send your location!"

Ye Tong’s face finally softened a bit, "Try to drink less, I know you can’t completely stop."

Yang Fan nodded frantically again.

With Ye Tong’s anger vented, she just quietly looked at Yang Fan.

Suddenly, she flipped over and pinned Yang Fan down, said irritably, "Touch."

Yang Fan’s face instantly lit up with joy, and with a tittering laugh, he reached out his hand.

"Sister-in-law, how exactly did I come back last night?"

Ye Tong snorted lightly, "You blacked out, yet you still knew the way back, pretty impressive."

"Last night, I was sleeping groggily when someone pushed open my window and jumped in. It scared me so much in the middle of the night that all my hairs stood on end. I didn’t dare turn on the lights, hurriedly groping my way to the door to escape, but then you turned on the light. I saw you reeking of alcohol, swaying, unable to even stand straight, mumbling a bunch of nonsense."

"I was going to help you back to your room to rest, but you, the little brat, were swaying so much you couldn’t stand still, and while I was trying to support you, you were as heavy as a dead pig, absolutely refusing to go back, insisting on sleeping with me."

"I had no choice but to help you onto the bed. You were in that state, yet you still managed to take advantage of me. I really should have beaten you last night until you couldn’t take care of yourself, you’re so annoying."