After becoming a widow, I became the apple of a rough man's eye.

Lai Laoyao was a drunkard, and he couldn't resist the temptation. He didn't care who gave it to him, and immediately picked up the jar and took a big gulp.

Fine wine!

After a few sips of alcohol, my body started to feel hot and my head was spinning.

He clutched the garment, collapsed onto the kang (a heated brick bed), and muttered Lin Qingqing's name in a foul tone.

On the other side, outside the Qin family compound wall.

Li Ergou was huddled behind a haystack feeding mosquitoes. He had found out that none of the fierce-looking men from the Qin family were there; only the pretty boy and Lin Qingqing remained.

He saw that pretty boy head towards the other end of the village. Pretty boy is pretty boy. He has a good house, yet he goes out to play late at night. He doesn't know what's good for him.

As long as I can get inside and taste my sister-in-law's flavor...

He was having a wonderful dream when a rock hit him on the head.

"Ouch!" Li Ergou clutched his head, about to curse, when he saw a face appear on the wall.

Jiang He toyed with another stone in his hand, looking at him with a smile, "Brother Er Gou, how have you been?"

Li Ergou was startled and turned to run away.

"Why are you running?" Jiang He jumped down and blocked his way. "My sister knows you're here and asked me to give you a message."

Li Ergou stopped in his tracks, suspicious. "What did that... sister-in-law say?"

"She said she was wrong before, that she hadn't thought things through. Now my older brother is very strict, and she's having a hard time." Jiang He sighed, looking sympathetic. "She has some money and wants to give it to you, telling you to take the money and leave quickly, and not to bother her anymore."

"Really?" Li Ergou's eyes lit up instantly, greed overshadowing fear.

"The money is in that abandoned mill at the west end of the village. That lazy old man owed us money and gave us his house as collateral. No one lives there yet. My sister hid the money in the stove hole. Go get it yourself."

After Jiang He finished speaking, he didn't care whether Li Ergou believed him or not, and turned around and went back to the courtyard, slamming the gate shut.

Li Ergou stood there pondering for a while.

The Qin brothers are indeed ruthless, so it's perfectly reasonable for Lin Qingqing to try and get rid of them with money.

Moreover, that Lai Laoyao owes money everywhere. If he doesn't hurry up and take out the money Lin Qingqing hid, what if Lai Laoyao finds out one day? Wouldn't that be a free lunch for that bastard?

Li Ergou gritted his teeth and crept towards the west end of the village.

The mill was pitch black, with only a sliver of moonlight filtering through the broken windows.

Li Ergou pushed open the door, and a strong smell of alcohol hit him.

He covered his nose in disgust, guessing that this lazy old man must be like a mangy dog, having already mortgaged his house, yet still refusing to leave.

He groped his way to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed).

"Money...money..."

Just as he touched the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), a large, scalding hand suddenly reached out and grabbed his wrist.

"Qingqing...you've come..."

Lai Laoyao's voice was rough and hoarse, filled with intense lust.

Li Ergou was startled and tried to struggle, but found that Lai Laoyao was surprisingly strong.

"Get out of my way! I'm your grandpa!" Li Ergou shouted in a low voice.

But under the combined influence of drugs and alcohol, Lai Laoyao's eyes were now fixed on the figure he had been longing for day and night. He mistook Li Ergou for Lin Qingqing, and the struggle he saw was a feigned reluctance.

"Stop pretending... Let your older brother take care of you..."

Lai Laoyao suddenly pulled, and Li Ergou lost his balance and fell directly onto the kang (a heated brick bed).

"ah--!"

A scream was choked back.