The carefree life of Yang Shuisheng, the village miracle doctor

Bai Qinglian was stunned for a moment, not expecting Yang Shuisheng to say that.

But seeing the concern in Yang Shuisheng's eyes, she felt a warmth in her heart and her nose tingled.

How long has it been since anyone has genuinely cared about her like this?

"Yes, I know..."

She lowered her head and responded softly.

"You Fu is a bit of a scoundrel, has a bad temper, and speaks rudely."

"But... but when I first married him, he treated me quite well."

"When you go out to work and earn money, remember to bring me a piece of floral fabric and some hair ties..."

"Things have changed over the years, but what if he goes to the city and life gets better? Will he be able to change back?"

She seemed to be persuading Yang Shuisheng, but also seemed to be persuading herself.

"What's the name of that restaurant?"

Yang Shuisheng didn't say anything more, but continued to ask, "Where exactly in the city? In case I go to the city in the future, I'll have somewhere to look for you."

"It's called Yuebinlou. I heard it's a pretty big restaurant in the Xiguan area of ​​the county town," Bai Qinglian said truthfully. "But Youfu said that whether it's suitable or not, we'll have to wait a couple of days to take me to see the owner and see if they want me before we can make a decision."

Yuebinlou Restaurant.

Yang Shuisheng silently memorized the name.

"Well, congratulations, Sister Bai." Yang Shuisheng picked up the earthenware pot, gulped down the rest of the chicken soup and meat, wiped his mouth, and said, "It's getting late, Sister Bai, you should go home now."

"To avoid Wang Youfu coming over again later and causing trouble."

Bai Qinglian glanced at the darkening sky outside, nodded, and stood up.

But after reaching the door, she suddenly stopped and turned around to look at Yang Shuisheng.

"Shuisheng...sister-in-law...is she pretty?"

In the dim light, the collar of her pale white shirt was slightly open, revealing her slender neck and a shadow.

Two blushes rose on her face, and her eyes darted away.

Yang Shuisheng looked at her blushing face and nodded, answering honestly, "Beautiful, very beautiful."

Bai Qinglian's face turned even redder.

She bit her lip, her voice even softer, barely audible to the two of them: "Then... before my sister-in-law leaves, I'll find some time... to let you take a good look again..."

After saying that, she didn't dare to look at Yang Shuisheng anymore, turned around, opened the door, and ran out in a panic.

"Take a good look?"

Yang Shuisheng stood there blankly, pondering her last suggestive words, and the flame in his heart flickered again.

Before we knew it, it was completely dark.

He closed the door and sat cross-legged on the broken bed.

Calm your mind and try to guide the faint trace of Qi in your Dantian, slowly circulating it according to the introductory route of the "Hehuan Qi Cultivation Technique".

With last night's experience, this time it went much more smoothly.

That wisp of energy, like the thinnest stream, struggled but continued to flow through specific meridians within his body. With each small cycle, it seemed to grow stronger by that tiny, insignificant amount.

After an unknown amount of time, when he emerged from that profound and mysterious state of tranquility, he was pleasantly surprised to find that the sensation of Qi in his dantian had actually changed from one strand to two strands!

Although it is still weak and far from being solid, it has indeed increased, and one can clearly feel that the warm power has become much stronger.

He tried to channel the two strands of qi into his arm, then casually picked up a piece of hard firewood as thick as his arm, held it in both hands, and gently snapped it.

"Click—"

The firewood broke instantly, and the stubble at the break was fresh.

He didn't even feel like he was exerting much effort.

Yang Shuisheng looked at the firewood that had broken in two, both surprised and delighted.

This power is far superior to the previous brute force.

Cultivation is truly amazing!

Just as he was basking in the joy of his increased power, his ears suddenly twitched slightly.

His hearing is now far more acute than that of ordinary people, and he can vaguely hear light footsteps approaching his house.

He immediately slipped into the shadows behind the door and held his breath.

The footsteps stopped outside the door.

"Shuisheng? Are you asleep? It's me."

It was Zhou Caifeng's voice, kept very low.

Yang Shuisheng emerged from the shadows and opened the door.

Zhou Caifeng slipped in and quickly closed the door.

Unlike his wanton behavior at the back door of her house during the day, when he seemed to want to cling to her.

She was wearing an old, dark blue coat, zipped up to her neck, covering herself completely. Her hair was neatly combed, making her look like a proper village woman looking for someone.

"Aunt Feng, why are you coming over so late?"

Yang Shuisheng pretended not to know why she had come.

"Didn't we agree to come for a massage tonight?"

As Zhou Caifeng spoke, her eyes swept around the dark room, and only after confirming that Yang Shuisheng was the only one there did she breathe a sigh of relief.

Then, she did something that surprised even Yang Shuisheng.

She turned around, her back to Yang Shuisheng, and actually began to take off her thick coat.

The view revealed when the coat was taken off.

It was a world apart from his proper attire outside.

She was wearing an almost transparent white gauze short-sleeved shirt underneath, with a very low neckline that clearly revealed the outline of her breasts, their peaks partially hidden.

Below was a pair of black satin shorts that tightly hugged her buttocks, so short that they reached her upper thighs, revealing two white and fleshy thighs.

The contrast is astonishing.

Zhou Caifeng casually tossed her coat onto the broken stool, then took out a small glass bottle and a small oil paper package from a hidden pocket inside the coat.

The glass bottle contained a sloshing, transparent liquid—the bulk liquor her family sold.

The oil paper package contained slices of braised pig's head meat, which smelled delicious.

"See, isn't your aunt pretty good to you?"

"I even brought you an extra meal."

Zhou Caifeng turned around, swaying her slender waist as she walked to the broken table, put down the wine and meat, and gave Yang Shuisheng a flirtatious wink.

The body beneath the sheer fabric trembled gently with each movement, revealing an alluring figure.

Yang Shuisheng chuckled inwardly; this woman certainly knew how to handle things.

He walked over and reached for the meat wrapped in oil paper: "Aunt Feng is truly kind-hearted, then I won't be polite."

"Snapped!"

He had only stretched his hand halfway out when Zhou Caifeng lightly patted the back of his hand.

"What's the rush?"

Zhou Caifeng glanced at him sideways, ran her finger across the back of his hand, and felt a ticklish sensation.

"We agreed to massage first, Auntie's legs still hurt."

"If you don't massage it properly and it doesn't work, you can forget about touching this meat and wine."

She leaned closer, almost touching Yang Shuisheng's ear, her breath reeking of alcohol, indicating she had drunk some before coming. Her voice was both seductive and sticky.

"But if you massage me well and really make Auntie feel comfortable... Auntie promises to feed you until you're full~~"

She spoke the words "fed well" slowly and heavily, with a hidden meaning.

Yang Shuisheng looked at her face, flushed and close to his, and at the fullness that seemed to burst forth from beneath the thin veil. His Adam's apple bobbed, but his eyes remained clear.

"Okay, Aunt Feng, you go lie down on the bed first, and roll up your pants a little so I can give you a massage."

Upon hearing this, Zhou Caifeng smiled triumphantly, turned and walked to the bedside, then lay down on her side.

She deliberately rolled up her tight black silk shorts slowly, all the way up to her thighs, revealing her entire plump, snow-white thighs, which were dazzlingly white in the dim light.

She struck what she considered an alluring pose, her eyes sparkling as she looked at Yang Shuisheng.

"Come on, Shuisheng, let Auntie see your cooking skills~~"