Old Man Zhao, the legendary healer of Xinghua Village!

"OK!"

Without another word, Wang Jianguo grabbed Li Yujiao's hand and tried to take her away.

Li Yujiao didn't want to leave, but Zhao Dazhu gave her a look, and she finally reluctantly followed Wang Jianguo home.

Zhao Dazhu didn't linger there any longer. After leaving the woods, he strode towards home.

Recalling the feeling of beating Chen Qiang and forcing Wang Jianguo to return the land, Zhao Dazhu felt incredibly satisfied.

"Ultimately, it's all thanks to the inheritance. Without this inheritance, we wouldn't be able to seize the opportunity when it comes."

Zhao Dazhu muttered to himself, his lips curling into a wide, uncontrollable smile.

Looking up at the starry night sky and the bright crescent moon, Zhao Dazhu felt a surge of confidence, as if he could already see a bright future beckoning to him.

The next morning around 10 a.m.

Zhao Dazhu was sitting on the living room sofa drinking tea when a woman's voice came from the yard.

"Old Zhao? Old Zhao, are you home?"

Zhao Dazhu knew immediately that it was Li Yujiao, so he quickly came out of the house and led her inside.

Li Yujiao entered the living room but did not speak immediately. She first closed the living room door before finally coming to Zhao Dazhu and taking out two pieces of paper from her pocket.

Both documents were land transfer agreements. Zhao Dazhu took them and read them carefully several times to make sure that Wang Jianguo wasn't lying to him before finally tearing them up.

In this way, the two acres of land were back in his hands, and no one could take them away unless he agreed!

"Why doesn't Wang Jianguo do it himself?" Zhao Dazhu asked.

Li Yujiao said with a look of disdain, "He felt ashamed, so he refused to come and asked me to deliver it to you."

"So he actually knows how to write the word 'shameful'," Zhao Dazhu said with a chuckle.

Li Yujiao leaned closer and asked in a low voice, "Old Zhao, what happened to you last night? You were like a completely different person, so good at fighting!"

"Maybe I've become young again," Zhao Dazhu said.

"Can you tell me the truth? Did you take some kind of magic potion?" Li Yujiao asked again.

"Stop asking, can't you leave me some privacy? Besides, you're not my wife, is this something you should be asking or interfering with?"

Zhao Dazhu said irritably.

Upon hearing the word "wife," Li Yujiao's delicate face immediately flushed slightly.

She bit her lip, glanced at Zhao Dazhu's crotch again, and whispered, "I asked you to do me, but you wouldn't, and now you're saying things like this..."

Li Yujiao's soft mutterings warmed Zhao Dazhu's heart.

Actually, last night Zhao Dazhu wanted to go to the woods at the foot of the back mountain and have sex with Li Yujiao.

Who would have thought that Chen Qiang would suddenly appear and ruin their plans?

Now that they're alone together, and Li Yujiao is saying such ambiguous things, Zhao Dazhu's heart is starting to flutter.

After hesitating for a moment, Zhao Dazhu boldly asked, "Then...then will you let me touch you now?"

"Delete that video from last night first," Li Yujiao said.

"Delete it, delete it, I'll delete it right now. I never intended to send it to the villagers. I was just using it to threaten Wang Jianguo. Otherwise, how am I supposed to get my two acres of land back?"

As he spoke, Zhao Dazhu took out his phone and deleted the video in front of Li Yujiao.

Li Yujiao breathed a sigh of relief, but the blush on her cheeks became even more intense.

"Now we..."

Zhao Dazhu tentatively spoke, raising his rough, wrinkled hand covered in calluses and reaching out to touch Li Yujiao's shoulder.

Li Yujiao was extremely embarrassed and lowered her head deeply.

But she didn't refuse or resist. She just stood there awkwardly, waiting for Zhao Dazhu to touch her.

Seeing Li Yujiao so readily available, Zhao Dazhu felt a surge of excitement, and his heart pounded wildly.

It has been exactly fifty-two years since I was born!

Finally, I can touch a woman's body, and even do *that* with this young and beautiful woman in front of me!

Moreover, she was the wife of Wang Jianguo, the village chief of Xinghua Village, and the woman of his enemy!

Zhao Dazhu became more and more excited as he thought about it, and his outstretched old hand trembled slightly.

Li Yujiao's cheeks were so red they were almost bleeding, and she subconsciously held her breath.

She even closed her eyes, not daring to meet Zhao Dazhu's gaze.

Just as the heavenly thunder was about to ignite the earth's fire, and a great battle was about to break out, a woman's voice suddenly came from the courtyard outside.

"Zhao Dazhu, are you home? When are you going to pay me back the money you owe me?"

Zhao Dazhu was furious, and Li Yujiao was also extremely angry.

"Who is this?" Li Yujiao asked.

"It seems to be Wang Caixia from next door?" Zhao Dazhu said, not entirely sure.

"Then hurry up and go out to take a look," Li Yujiao urged.

Zhao Dazhu really didn't want to stop just like that, but he had no other choice.

With a sigh, he finally opened the living room door and went to the front yard.

The woman standing in the courtyard was indeed Wang Caixia.

The woman looked to be around thirty-five or thirty-six years old. She was very beautiful and had a voluptuous figure; her buttocks were as big as a washbasin.

Moreover, Wang Caixia's husband has been dead for several years, making her a true widow. Her daughter is only thirteen years old and attends a boarding junior high school in Taohua County.

If Zhao Dazhu saw Wang Caixia, that big-butt widow, on a normal day, he would definitely swallow hard.

But now he only felt irritated and wished that the woman would disappear from his sight immediately.

"Wang Caixia, you..."

Zhao Dazhu had only said a few words when Wang Caixia interrupted him urgently: "Zhao Dazhu, when are you going to pay me back the three thousand yuan you owe me? I need it now..."

Zhao Dazhu scratched his head and said, "When I borrowed the money from you, I clearly agreed to pay you back within six months. Only three months have passed, why are you asking for the money back now?"

"I know the deadline hasn't come yet, but I really need it urgently!" Wang Caixia stamped her foot in frustration.

"What are you going to do?" Zhao Dazhu asked.

Wang Caixia quickly said, "Our village is going to build a cement road, and that Wang Jianguo is like a ghost, asking me for money every day. My family doesn't have much money left, and we still have to save some for my daughter's tuition."

"So I really have no other choice. Please give me my money back quickly, and then I'll pay Wang Jianguo for the road repairs..."

Zhao Dazhu looked embarrassed.

He has no money now.

He only had a little over a thousand yuan in his family, which was far from enough to pay off his debts.

"Are you going to renege on your debt?"

Wang Caixia's expression was extremely unpleasant.