Country Love: Xie Dajiao, 37, is pregnant!

The noisy crowd finally dispersed, but the matter wasn't over yet; people would gossip about it even after they got home, and the village entrance instantly became quiet and deserted.

Xie Dajiao stood alone at the entrance of the grocery store, feeling flustered and uneasy. At the same time, she suddenly remembered that she had secretly given Lin Chen the back door key that evening and their promise to be intimate that night.

She looked down at the cheongsam she was wearing, still intact, and all her expectations were dashed.

She turned to look at Lin Chen beside her, her voice filled with deep disappointment and exhaustion:

"I had everything prepared for tonight, but this unexpected thing happened, there's nothing I can do about it."

Lin Chen immediately understood her grievance and disappointment, and gently comforted her:

"Human life is at stake, and business is more important. There's no need to rush this night. The village is in a state of panic tonight. You stay in the shop and keep an eye on the phone. Just let me know as soon as you have any news from the hospital."

Xie Dajiao nodded gently, then sighed as she gazed at the dark night.

Lin Chen heard her sigh, thought for a moment, and then turned back to say:

"I'll come over tonight anyway. Leave the door to the inner room open so you don't fall asleep."

Xie Dajiao immediately nodded with delight.

……

Once the construction workers had all gone home and stopped working, the noisy renovation sounds completely subsided.

Lin Chen stayed at the construction site for another half hour to make sure that the tools were put away, the paving was finished, and there was nothing else to watch over. Only then did he take the back door key, avoid the few villagers returning home late, and quietly walk around the wall to the back of the grocery store.

He never intended to break his promise, and he was also looking forward to Xie Dajiao's straightforward invitation. He couldn't bear to let this woman's wish be in vain.

The grocery store's front door was tightly shut, and it was pitch black. A sliver of dim yellow light shone from the house in the backyard, standing out conspicuously in the darkness.

The key was gently inserted into the lock, and with a very soft click, the large lock on the back door opened.

Lin Chen tiptoed straight to the inner room where the lights were on, and gently pushed the door open to enter.

On the table inside were bulk high-proof liquor, two side dishes, and two clear glasses, one of which was already half-filled with liquor, its aroma filling the air.

Xie Dajiao sat quietly in the wooden armchair by the window, waiting for him.

She didn't change out of the cheongsam she wore during the day from beginning to end. The close-fitting fabric clung tightly to her round and full figure, perfectly highlighting her mature womanly charm.

She changed into a pair of shiny black stiletto sandals; the delicate heels were sleek and exquisite, perfectly complementing the cheongsam.

She leaned back lazily in the chair, her back lightly against the seat, her legs casually crossed and raised, her feet slightly off the ground, her black high-heeled sandals swaying slowly back and forth in the lamplight.

Her ankles were slender and fair, gleaming delicately under the yellow light bulb, and every sway of them was captivating.

She's a native woman from Northeast China, always straightforward and honest. Once you get to know her better, she won't act shy, coy, or hesitant like a young girl.

What you're thinking can't be hidden on your face. When you look up and see Lin Chen push the door open and walk in, your eyes light up instantly. There's no attempt to hide it, and your straightforward thoughts are obvious at a glance.

"I really thought you weren't coming tonight."

Xie Dajiao spoke first. Alone at night, her voice was lower than the loud voice she used when she opened the shop during the day. It was still very direct, and her high heels continued to sway gently in the light and shadow.

"When the car accident happened in Yutian during the day, the whole village panicked. I saw that you couldn't leave your construction site alone, and my heart sank. I thought that our plan tonight was definitely going to fall through."

Lin Chen closed the door behind him and gently locked it. Now, only the two of them were in the room, and there was no one else to disturb them.

He walked to the table, sat down, poured himself a glass of baijiu (Chinese liquor), shook his head, and smiled.

"I won't forget what I promised you."

Lin Chen's gaze fell frankly on her swaying high heels, then slowly swept over her well-fitting cheongsam, his eyes seeming to devour her, making no attempt to hide his admiration.

"You deliberately wore a cheongsam the whole time, and even changed into new high heels, just to wait for me?"

Under his direct scrutiny, Xie Dajiao did not flinch. Instead, she straightened her back and met his gaze openly. She was both bold and charming, and spoke crisply and directly, without a single beating around the bush.

"Otherwise what?"

Xie Dajiao raised an eyebrow at him, her eyes full of charm:

"I made it very clear to you this afternoon that I mean what I say. Ever since I handed you the back door key, my mind has been on you all afternoon."

She lowered her crossed legs, then raised them again:

"You know what kind of person I am. I'm a Northeastern woman, I don't like to pretend. If I miss you, I just miss you. I've been holding it in all day. There are too many people around during the day, so I don't dare to get close to you. I feel uncomfortable all over."

Lin Chen took a sip of strong liquor. He looked at the woman in front of him, who was unpretentious, frank, and passionate. Compared to those shy and reserved girls, Xie Dajiao's straightforwardness and passion were particularly moving.

"A blind date during the day, trouble in a major country, a car accident in Yutian—a whole bunch of upsetting things, didn't they scare you?"

Lin Chen spoke softly, slowly closing the distance between them. The chair was moved slightly, and the two were now very close.

Xie Dajiao shook her head, her eyes fixed on Lin Chen, unwilling to look away for even a moment:

"These are all village matters, none of my business. I only have one thing to do tonight: wait for you to come safely. Changgui and the others are at the hospital. They'll call back if they have any news. Tonight, I've locked both the front and back doors of the shop. No one can get in, and no one can disturb us."

As she spoke, she gently placed her feet on the ground and stood up in her black high heels.

Tap tap... tap tap...

The crisp sound of high heels approached step by step, the hem of her cheongsam swaying gently with each step, her mature and graceful figure exuding charm under the warm yellow light.

Xie Dajiao walked straight up to Lin Chen, leaned down slightly, and gently placed her hands on his shoulders, looking down at the seated man.

At close range, the aroma of wine mingled with the faint scent of face cream emanating from her.

"Take a good look at this outfit. Does it suit you?"

Xie Dajiao stared into his eyes and asked very directly:

"I deliberately kept the cheongsam and didn't change it, and I put on the high heels this afternoon to wait for you. From head to toe, everything was done according to your preferences."

Lin Chen looked up, gently reaching out to support her slender ankle, his fingertips brushing against the smooth surface of her high heels, his voice deep and magnetic:

"It suits my taste perfectly. It looks even better than during the day. Under the lights, this cheongsam, paired with these black high heels, makes you more attractive than anyone else."

The straightforward praise made Xie Dajiao feel slightly weak all over. She simply stopped restraining her feelings, leaned close to his ear, and spoke boldly and passionately, without any reservations:

"If it's beautiful, don't just look at it."

"There's no one around tonight, I'm not going anywhere, I'll just stay here with you in this outfit. I'll make up for everything I owe you during the day tonight."

Outside, all was quiet. The whole village was worried about Zhao Yutian in the hospital. No one knew that in the backyard of this small grocery store, warm lights and the aroma of wine were swirling around, and a great battle was about to begin.