A delicate beauty takes a place in a marriage, while a cold, rough man seduces her every night.

The black street is very long. In winter, people wear military overcoats or cotton-padded clothes. Men wear hats and women wear scarves.

Everyone hid their faces, afraid of being seen and reported by acquaintances.

"Brother, I heard the crackdown has been strict lately, and there's a good chance there are plainclothes police officers. I'm getting a little nervous." Fang Zhijie pushed his bicycle, his eyes scanning his surroundings warily.

To avoid attracting attention, Xiao Jingye had instructed them beforehand not to call each other by their real names in the black market, but to address each other as "elder brother" and "younger brother".

At this moment, he was wearing a Lei Feng hat, and most of his face was covered by a mask, revealing only a pair of deep and composed eyes.

"There are no plainclothes officers."

How did you know?

"Two rounds of routine inspections were completed at the beginning and middle of the month, and there will be no more inspections this month. The two major inspections each month are fixed, and they are also to complete the tasks assigned by their superiors."

"Oh, oh," Fang Zhijie responded.

The two men each carried a large bag of goods; one set up a stall at the east end, while the other set up a stall at the west end, several dozen meters away.

This was also Xiao Jingye's idea.

The crowd moved from east to west. He placed the inferior goods in front, while Fang Zhijie placed the superior goods behind.

When someone asks for a price, he first quotes a high price. Then, when the other person walks to Fang Zhijie's stall, Fang Zhijie calls out a lower price. By comparing the quality and price of both items, it is easier to make a deal.

Once the stall is set up, take out the written sign and place it next to it:

Wild mountain products provide nourishment, strengthen the body, and boost virility.

The word "GG" was coined by Fang Zhijie, who had a junior high school education and was relatively well-educated.

He often said: "We are two cobblers who are as good as one Zhuge Liang!"

The black market was crowded today, and with the addition of several regular customers, the goods sold out quickly.

After a while, a figure suddenly appeared in the crowd.

Xiao Jingye narrowed his eyes and pulled his mask up a little.

Chen Xiaomeng approached the stall, frowning as she looked at a dried deer penis displayed on the ground: "How much is it?"

"Fifty," Xiao Jingye said in a low voice.

"So expensive?" Chen Xiaomeng frowned even more deeply; she had only brought forty yuan with her.

"Can you make it cheaper?"

Xiao Jingye shook his head.

Chen Xiaomeng stood up, thinking of exploring further.

After walking several dozen meters, she stopped in front of Fang Zhijie's stall.

Fang Zhijie's eyes widened when he saw Chen Xiaomeng.

Although the other person was wearing a large scarf that covered most of her face, he recognized her at a glance as Qiao Qingyan's stepsister.

"How much is this?" Chen Xiaomeng asked, pointing to the thing on the ground.

She didn't recognize Fang Zhijie, and besides, Fang Zhijie was completely covered up, with only his pupils showing.

Fang Zhijie stretched out his hand and gestured.

Chen Xiaomeng: "Forty-five?"

She squatted down and asked, "Is it genuinely wild?"

Fang Zhijie: "Of course! I've been selling here for ages, and many of my regular customers come here and get their goods from me every time."

"This thing..." She picked up the dried deer penis and examined it. "Does it really work?"

Fang Zhijie became curious: "These are all for men's nourishment, women can't use them casually. Who are you buying them for?"

Chen Xiaomeng glanced around warily, then lowered her voice and revealed the truth: "I wanted to give it to my husband, but he can't get it up, and he only lasts a short time."

Fang Zhijie was slightly surprised for a moment, quite taken aback. He hadn't expected that Jiang Runsheng, who looked like a rather respectable young man, would be impotent in that area?

He suddenly felt as if he had mastered some incredible gossip.

Fang Zhijie said confidently, "Then you've come to the right place. I sell purely wild-grown produce. Take this one home and soak it in alcohol; it'll have amazing effects!"

"Really?" Chen Xiaomeng's face lit up with joy.

After several rounds of bargaining, the final price was set at forty yuan.

Fang Zhijie was overjoyed. He and Xiao Jingye bought the dried deer antlers from the villagers for ten yuan each, and then resold them for forty yuan each.

When they packed up and headed home that day, Fang Zhijie talked about Chen Xiaomeng buying venison with great enthusiasm all the way.

Xiao Jingye didn't care about other people's affairs; he only cared about his wife.

Chen Xiaomeng is no pushover. If she's unhappy with her own life, she might make things difficult for her wife from time to time.

He has to keep a close eye on his wife and not let her suffer any injustice.

The two made it home before dark.

Xiao Jingye invited Fang Zhijie to have dinner at his home that evening, and also called Chun Ya over.

When he came back, he bought several ready-made dishes from the city, so his mother didn't have to work hard. She just needed to cook some rice and heat up the dishes.

Inside the main room, several people sat on small stools, with Qingyan holding Duoduo as the two quietly ate cookies.

Chun Ya also held a cookie in her hand, taking a bite every now and then, always keeping her face away from Fang Zhijie and looking outside.

Xiao Jingye was working on the side.

He took out a large, transparent glass jar he had bought that day, put a dried deer penis inside, and then poured in high-proof liquor.

The total cost of the glass jar and the liquor is no more than five yuan. After being made into deer antler wine, it can be sold for sixty to eighty yuan, which is more profitable than selling the dried goods directly.

They're not worried about not being able to sell their products. A man's inability to perform sexually is a serious problem, and they'd go to great lengths to find a cure, even if it meant going bankrupt. They're quite willing to spend money on this.

Chun Ya asked curiously, "Brother Jingye, what's in there?"

Xiao Jingye: "Deer penis."

"Huh?" Chun Ya's eyes widened. Even Qing Yan turned to look at her.

Chun Ya: "Why are you soaking deer penis in alcohol?"

Fang Zhijie chuckled and teased, "You didn't know that, did you? Your brother Jingye is feeling weak; he needs some nourishment!"

Xiao Jingye ignored his nonsense, tightened the cap, and then placed the wine in a dark corner, intending to sell it on the black market later.

What was said in jest was taken seriously by the listener; Qingyan looked at Xiao Jingye with a hint of sympathy.

Chun Ya kicked Fang Zhijie's leg: "Did I ask you? Why are you talking so much?"

Ever since their last kiss, Chun Ya had ignored him. Fang Zhijie was happy to see her talking to him, and took the opportunity to grab her ankle.

"Whether your shoes are dirty or not, if you kick me again, I won't be polite..."

The two started fighting shortly afterward, and only stopped when Zeng Yumei brought in the dishes.

They enjoyed the meal very much because Zeng Yumei was a good cook, and Fang Zhijie and Chun Ya had loved coming to their house for meals since they were little.

Zeng Yumei was especially happy to see the group of children, serving them food one after another.

Perhaps because she drank a lot of water at dinner, Qingyan was suddenly awakened in the middle of the night by the urge to urinate.

In a daze, I heard some movement on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed). I opened my sleepy eyes and turned my head to see a tall figure squatting by the kang.

"What are you doing?" Qingyan sat up abruptly in surprise, her tone fierce.

Xiao Jingye raised his head, his face expressionless, and said slowly, "Add firewood, or you'll freeze to death in the middle of the night."

Realizing she had overreacted, Qingyan rubbed her forehead: "Do you... add firewood to the kang (heated brick bed) for me every night?"

"Hmm." Xiao Jingye closed the stove door, stood up, and stood tall and straight by the kang (a heated brick bed).

He was only wearing a white vest and knee-length plaid shorts, his firm and well-proportioned muscles clearly defined.

He gazed at Qiao Qingyan quietly for a moment, then suddenly leaned closer.

The sudden closeness made Qiao Qingyan's heart skip a beat, and she blurted out in a panic, "What do you want to do?"

Looking at her hesitant expression, Xiao Jingye smiled slightly and said, "There are many things I want to do. Which one are you referring to?"

After speaking, Xiao Jingye lowered his gaze, slowly moving down her snow-white neck, lingering for a few seconds on her collarbone.

The air was so still that you could hear the soft swallowing sound of his throat.

Qingyan belatedly looked down and realized that she had just sat up abruptly, her clothes were disheveled, and a large expanse of her fair and soft skin was exposed in front.

Just as she was about to curse him, she saw the man reach out, his rough, warm fingertips gently brushing against her delicate, smooth skin, carefully pulling the small tank top that had slipped down her right shoulder and arm back into place.

There were no other actions that crossed the line.

He simply said, "Go to sleep," and then turned and went back to his room.

Qingyan slumped her shoulders, feeling like she couldn't even breathe properly.

People help you heat the kang (a traditional heated bed), and set up a stove for you in your office because they're worried you'll be cold. They care about the students you care about and buy you this and that. Although she can be a bit of a rogue at times and speaks rudely, Qingyan's heart isn't made of iron.

She was incredibly ashamed and indignant because he had accidentally seen half of her breast, and she was also frustrated because she couldn't vent her anger over these little things.

A myriad of emotions swirled within me.