The kang (heated brick bed) for left-behind women

Li Ruoxue blushed and covered herself with the blanket.

Lin Dachun then realized what was happening and blew out the kerosene lamp.

The two of them lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed) early again.

In the darkness, Lin Dachun's leg touched Li Ruoxue's leg. The instant skin-to-skin contact, the smooth and delicate feeling was truly comfortable.

"You, you're not wearing pants?"

Lin Dachun inquired.

"Mm." Li Ruoxue nodded.

"Didn't you just see it?" Li Ruoxue asked, her face flushed and her feet pounding.

"Mmm, so beautiful. So fair and slender," Lin Dachun said excitedly.

"You say things like that too?"

"Then what should I say? Hehe. I shouldn't have said such things." Lin Dachun was also embarrassed.

"It's just the two of us at home."

"Are you cold?" Lin Dachun asked.

The kang (heated brick bed) was very warm, and Lin Dachun had put out a lot of firewood.

Li Ruoxue couldn't possibly be cold, since she had two blankets.

"It's a little cold," Li Ruoxue said deliberately.

"Then come here, I'm warm, I'm warm here, let me warm you up," Lin Dachun said hurriedly.

Li Ruoxue also moved over.

Lin Dachun pulled Li Ruoxue into a tight embrace.

"This, this is no good, we can't do this." Li Ruoxue blushed. How could she be so intimate with him? It was clearly unreasonable.

If the villagers found out about this, it would be considered immoral and scandalous, and the gossip and slander would drown you in it.

"Um."

Lin Dachun released his grip again. The two were very close, but they didn't hug each other.

But Lin Dachun could clearly smell a milky, sweet scent on Li Ruoxue's body, which smelled wonderful.

"Didn't you say there were a lot of strange things happening in the village? Is it true? Tell me about it, I don't want to sleep yet," Li Ruoxue said in a coquettish tone.

"Okay, I'll tell you."

"Speaking of which, a strange thing happened in the back mountain of our village a few years ago."

"There was a young man in the village named Gouzhu, who was known for his great courage and disbelief in superstitions. After the autumn harvest that year, he made a bet with someone, saying that he dared to spend the night alone in that abandoned cave dwelling on the back mountain."

Li Ruoxue unconsciously moved closer to Lin Dachun.

"That old cave dwelling, it's said, belonged to a wealthy family during the Republic of China era. Later, all eighteen members of the family died—it was eerie. Gouzhu took a jug of wine and actually went there. The next morning, they did return, but...it seemed like their souls were gone."

Lin Dachun lowered his voice and continued, "He wouldn't say anything when we asked him, he just kept muttering 'Red Kiln... Red Kiln...' In less than three days, he went crazy, talking nonsense, saying things like 'Don't chase me' and 'I didn't see anything.' We invited monks and consulted shamans, but nothing worked. In less than seven days, he was gone."

"It doesn't seem that scary." Li Ruoxue was quite brave and wasn't frightened at all.

"The scary part isn't here, but after that young man left, one night his father went out to use the toilet, and when he came back, he heard noises coming from the side cave. But the door to the side cave was closed."

"His father mustered up the courage to check, and peered inside through a hole in the side kiln. Guess what he saw?" Lin Dachun kept everyone in suspense.

"What did you see?" Li Ruoxue became nervous and a little scared.

Li Ruoxue moved closer to Lin Dachun, snuggling tightly into his arms.

"Don't scare me, what did you see?"

He saw it~~~

Lin Dachun paused deliberately.