Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 83 Repeated Tricks

Chapter 83: Chapter 83 Repeated Tricks

"Sister Zhu, I really can’t accept this cigarette."

Yang Fan took the cigarette Zhu Shanshan had slipped into his pocket back out, while his gaze very stealthily swept towards the neckline of Zhu Shanshan.

"Take it!" Zhu Shanshan leaned her soft body heavily against Yang Fan and, squeezing his hand, said, "If you act like this, your sister-in-law might get angry, you know."

This time, Yang Fan didn’t try to give it back anymore.

If he refused a gift too many times, it could easily upset people.

Helplessly, Yang Fan accepted the cigarette and stole another glance at the fair skin inside Zhu Shanshan’s neckline.

Old Zhou really didn’t know how blessed he was, having such an intelligent and sexy wife at home, not cherishing and nurturing their relationship every day, but instead chasing after other women and choosing wildflowers from the roadside with his wallet.

It was simply a waste of heavenly gifts.

And Zhu Shanshan also gave Yang Fan a feeling that she was deliberately taking advantage.

Not only did she cling to his hand without letting go, but half of her buttocks were gently rubbing against his waist.

"Fanzi, everything is weighed and ready. Is this tea for Shiyi? That should be fine, right?" Old Zhou’s voice came from outside.

"Hold on to this, I’ll go take a look." Zhu Shanshan gave Yang Fan’s hand a firm squeeze and muttered softly, then swung her voluptuous buttocks and went out.

Soon Zhu Shanshan’s voice could be heard at the door.

"Fanzi, this tea, you’re giving it to Shiyi?"

"Ah."

"Go on, go aside. Oh, by the way, don’t we have a batch of goods to ship out these next two days? You go contact the logistics company, coordinate a time with them. I’ll handle Fanzi’s tea myself, that heartless thing." Zhu Shanshan complained with dislike.

"Wife, don’t undercut me so openly!" Old Zhou grumbled.

"Fanzi sends us new stock every two to three days, do you think it’s meaningful to press down the price by just two yuan? Go on, I get irritated just seeing you, hurry up and book the logistics company." Zhu Shanshan scolded.

"Well... alright then." Old Zhou mumbled, poking half his body towards the door in an awkward gesture to Yang Fan, saying, "Fanzi, it’s really not that I’m trying to nickel and dime you, bro. I’m honestly just making those two yuan, not a cent more."

"Understood. You have to have some excuse to stay busy, right? Let’s just leave it at that." Yang Fan said with some speechlessness.

This guy’s accounts for buying medicine and tea were completely different; when it came to medicine, he was exact to the penny.

But when buying tea, he probably knew that he was just a sideline collector, so one way or another, he would always press down a few yuan.

"However, now your sister-in-law is in charge of your tea. My earlier offer certainly doesn’t count; sit tight, I’ll go take care of the task your sister-in-law gave me first, otherwise I’m bound to get a dusting tonight." Although Old Zhou’s words sounded pleasant, his face revealed a quiet sense of grievance as he subtly shook his head at Yang Fan.

The words were spoken for Zhu Shanshan to hear, but his expression at that moment was the true reflection of his inner feelings.

Yang Fan silently smiled and waved a hand at Old Zhou.

"Hurry up and go. What are you dawdling here for!" Zhu Shanshan’s displeased voice rang out.

Old Zhou quickly responded and scurried away.

"Fanzi, for this tea, a price of thirteen, that bastard Old Zhou really only has eyes for money, even screwing you over." Zhu Shanshan walked back in and placed the written order in front of Yang Fan, "Take a look first, I’ll add some hot water for you."

In regards to this price, Yang Fan did not hold back.

His tea, worth the price of thirteen, would definitely not be shortchanged if taken elsewhere.

"Here, take a look, if there’s no problem, I’ll settle the bill," said Zhu Shanshan with a gentle smile, placing the cup of tea with freshly added hot water in front of Yang Fan.

"There’s no problem, Sister Zhu," Yang Fan said after a cursory glance.

The account wasn’t difficult to calculate, as he had weighed the tea leaves before coming, and now he just needed to add the unit price of thirteen.

Old Zhou was blatant about driving the price down, but he never did anything underhanded with accounts or scales, which was why Yang Fan had cooperated with him for so long.

Zhu Shanshan then transferred the money to Yang Fan’s phone. Nearly a month of hard work from picking to roasting had earned him a solid three thousand three hundred yuan. If you considered it a monthly wage, it was pretty much at the bottom.

Fortunately, Yang Fan’s main business was collecting mountain goods. Had he relied solely on those few tea trees, his family might really have had to subsist on the northwest wind.

While sipping tea and making small talk with Zhu Shanshan, Yang Fan prepared to leave.

The rain had stopped by now, and he could go around the village in the afternoon to gather some more mountain goods.

But just as he was about to stand up, a sudden intense dizziness hit him, the world spinning before his eyes.

Yang Fan quickly grabbed the table to prevent himself from falling over.

Damn, not again!

Having learned from the previous experience, Yang Fan quickly realized what had happened.

Zhu Shanshan had definitely put something in the tea again!

"Fanzi, what’s wrong?" Zhu Shanshan’s voice, full of concern, rang in his ears.

Yang Fan grumbled internally, his face speechless, as she continued to pretend.

However, just as the thought appeared, his world went dark, and he lost consciousness completely.

He didn’t know how long it had been, but when his consciousness returned to his body, Yang Fan found himself still sitting.

This was somewhat surprising; Zhu Shanshan hadn’t done anything to him, unlike last time.

But he quickly realized that he had been naive.

While he was indeed sitting, it was not as if nothing had happened.

He was slumped over.

Zhu Shanshan was kneeling by his side, on the phone while she took off her cheongsam.

The call was with Old Zhou, and they were discussing which car model to use.

"Alright, alright, I’m busy here. Try to communicate better with the logistics company this time, don’t have a repeat of last year’s mess," Zhu Shanshan said with some impatience before hanging up the phone.

Although Yang Fan had woken up mid-way again, he continued to feign unconsciousness, just squinting slightly and watching quietly.

After setting her phone aside, Zhu Shanshan quickly pulled her sleeveless cheongsam off from her shoulders and removed the two pads inside before carrying her plump, fair breasts over to Yang Fan’s legs.

With a deep fascination in her eyes, Zhu Shanshan grabbed the shocking member and played with it for a while before taking it into her mouth. She enjoyed it immensely, her face a portrait of rapture.

Her mouth was gentle and comfortable, causing Yang Fan’s body to instantly fill with a surge of vitality.

After eating for a short time, Zhu Shanshan brought her plump, fair breasts closer.

"Fanzi, we don’t have much time today, so you can’t enjoy sister’s body, but let me let you feel my soft breasts. They’re very soft, try poking them. Oh, you’re so bad, why are you poking my nipples..."