My Gold Rush Career Begins in 1984

Chapter 180 Useless

At this moment, Peng Yuanchao had not yet set off.

His home in Longzhong was quite lively.

This was probably the most comfortable period of his life.

Last year, he went to Altay to pan for gold. Even though he gave some of the gold he received to Xu Youliang, he still had a lot left.

In his third year of gold panning, he finally made money—tens of thousands of dollars.

When he returned to Longzhong, he didn't rush back. Instead, he went to the city first and spent a few days inquiring. It seemed that the incident of stabbing someone a couple of years ago hadn't been remembered by anyone.

After confirming that everything was alright, he bought a lot of things in the city, especially beautiful clothes suitable for his sister. He bought six sets in a row and returned to his hometown in style.

The first thing to do was to gather manpower, choose a new location, and prepare to dig three large cave dwellings.

With money in hand, there is enough manpower, and with enough manpower, the construction of cave dwellings will naturally be faster.

Just before the New Year, he completed his three bright cave dwellings, which were carefully arched with bricks, plastered with cement mortar, and then whitewashed. All the furniture inside was replaced with new ones.

On the day he moved in, he slaughtered several sheep and held a lively feast.

Then, matchmakers came to his door, wanting to help him find a marriage partner.

Urged by his parents, he agreed and followed the matchmaker from village to village. He met seven or eight girls, some of whom he found quite pleasing to the eye, but for some reason, he always felt something was off.

Until the end of the year, when he saw his childhood sweetheart return to her parents' home, he immediately understood the crux of the problem.

Although the woman had changed a lot over the years, becoming much thinner and darker, his heart still pounded when he saw her.

The bits and pieces of the past years, like a seed, were revived in his mind and began to sprout and take root, seemingly growing luxuriantly all at once.

Driven by his restlessness, he began to wander around the village, and most of the time, he would look out at the courtyard from the yellow earthen slope opposite the woman's parents' house.

Three days later, an opportunity came his way.

The woman went home.

He overtook her early and waited for her in a deserted spot on her usual route.

Finally, the woman appeared on the path, carrying a package, wearing a headscarf, with her hands tucked into her sleeves, and walking very quickly.

Upon suddenly seeing Peng Yuanchao in a brand-new cotton coat on the road, the woman was startled and immediately stopped. After hesitating for a while, she continued walking forward with her head down, trying to go around Peng Yuanchao from the side.

Peng Yuanchao didn't deliberately stop her, but as she passed by, he quietly asked, "Are you doing well?"

The woman stopped, glanced up at him, then lowered her head again: "Not bad!"

"good?"

Peng Yuanchao laughed: "The bruises on your face haven't even faded yet. You only went back to your parents' house after being beaten?"

Touched on a sore spot, the woman retorted, "It's none of your business."

She walked past Peng Yuanchao and continued forward.

At that moment, Peng Yuanchao rushed forward and grabbed the woman from behind, saying, "I don't know why, but I still think about you every day, and I still want to go find you... I didn't have money before, but now I have money, and I can give you money, lots of money."

"That's your own money; we can't go back to the past."

"I know I can't go back, but I still want to..."

Without saying a word, he began rubbing his stubble-covered lips against the woman's neck.

"Let me go..."

The woman struggled fiercely, but how could she break free from the grasp of a strong, young man?

When pushed to the limit, she opened her mouth and bit Peng Yuanchao's arm.

It was thought that Peng Yuanchao would let go under the intense pain.

However, Peng Yuanchao remained motionless, only hissing in pain, showing no intention of letting go.

The woman suddenly stopped biting and didn't dare move. She just bent over, held tightly by Peng Yuanchao: "What exactly do you want..."

When she asked that question, she suddenly realized that what was pressed tightly against her already spoke volumes.

Peng Yuanchao kept whispering in her ear, "I can give you money, I can give you money..."

His breathing was rapid, his throat was dry, and he spoke with a whooshing sound.

"It's not about money..."

“It’s a matter of money. If I had money back then, you wouldn’t have chosen to marry someone else.”

The woman was silent for a moment: "Let me go! If someone sees this, how am I supposed to face anyone? You'll ruin me." "This place is more than ten miles from your home, and it's in a desolate ditch. No one will come unless something happens, no one will come..."

Peng Yuanchao was so excited that his body trembled and his hands and feet became restless.

Seeing that Peng Yuanchao was going too far, the woman stomped her foot hard on his instep.

Suddenly in pain, Peng Yuanchao cried out and jumped up.

The woman seized the opportunity and began to run forward.

But at this moment, how could Peng Yuanchao let her get away like this? He didn't know if he would have another chance like this after missing this opportunity.

This time, after tackling the woman down, he simply hoisted her onto his shoulder and carried her on his back, ignoring her as she pounded and beat him with a hammer. He simply looked around and headed towards a well-hidden ditch not far away.

Then when they arrived at that place, he threw the woman into a ditch full of yellow earth: "I missed you so much, give me one time..."

His hands trembled as he unbuckled his belt.

The woman looked at him with tearful, pleading eyes. She tried to run away several times, but was pulled back each time, and he forcibly ripped off her pants.

However, Peng Yuanchao never expected that he would shudder first just as he lunged forward.

Useless when it matters!
At that moment, he deflated like a punctured balloon, becoming utterly dejected.

Upon seeing this, the woman quickly put on her clothes and ran away.

But after she ran a little further away, she heard Peng Yuanchao's hysterical wails again.

As she ran, her pace gradually slowed down, and finally she stopped, looking back at the ravine she had just run out of.

She took several steps, then stopped several times, her face full of struggle.

Finally, she turned back and went back to the ravine. Looking at Peng Yuanchao, who was kneeling naked on the yellow earth and howling, she slowly approached him: "I was sorry for you back then, but if I hadn't done that, where would I have gotten the money for medical treatment? I had no other choice... I'll give it to you. From now on, find a good girl and live a good life."

The woman put down her bundle, peeled off her clothes one by one, spread them on the yellow earth, then moved to Peng Yuanchao's front, knelt down, and buried his head in her arms.

At that moment, Peng Yuanchao was like a child who hadn't been weaned, slowly lying down with the woman.

Until slightly rough hands supported him and guided him.

That day, Peng Yuanchao's new cotton-padded clothes were covered in yellow mud. He kept patting and wiping it off as he walked home, looking like a thief, but he still couldn't get it clean.

His mother saw it and asked him, "What happened to you? What were you doing?"

Peng Yuanchao replied, "I went out for a stroll and accidentally rolled into a ravine."

That night, he was still thinking that all that effort seemed to amount to nothing.

But the next morning, with nothing to do, Peng Yuanchao started to daydream again.

Then I strolled over to the woman's village.

That day, he saw the woman carrying firewood and followed her into the ravine.

On the third day, he went again but failed. The woman went to work in the fields with her family.

On the sixth day, the woman went to the market, and he intercepted her again.

On the tenth day, the woman's husband went out to work. In the middle of the night, he reached the window and gently knocked three times. The bolt on the tightly closed door slid open.

In the period leading up to the Lunar New Year, he went out every day, looking for every opportunity.

The woman initially resisted, but gradually became compliant.

Even when she went to work in the fields, it was as if she knew he would come along. She would find an opportunity to go and find Peng Yuanchao, who was waiting in the ravine. She became even more proactive than Peng Yuanchao.

Ironically, it was at this point that Peng Yuanchao truly began to find it uninteresting.

It's just that if you can't get what you want, and it's too easy, you lose interest.

He unusually didn't go looking for her again until the end of the year, but the woman began to seem lost and absent-minded, frequently visiting her parents' home.

As he watched her walk past his house, seemingly casually, he knew what she was waiting for.

He went out with the woman, and when she threw herself into his arms and told him that her husband had fallen and injured his leg while working away from home, he gave her fifty yuan and said, "Let's not see each other again."

The woman took the fifty yuan, threw the word "bastard" at him, and stormed off.

"We need to send someone into the mountains!"

That night, he prepared a banquet at home, and more than ten people came.

(End of this chapter)