Black Market Boss: His Beloved Wife's Lazy Life

Lin Huihui felt as if a mouthful of blood was stuck in her throat, unable to go up or down.

Is she dizzy or not?

Lin Huihui walked to the center of the platform, said just one sentence, and then fainted.

Squad leader Tian Guoliang tried to wake up Lin Huihui, who was pretending to be unconscious, but Shang Yanfang was trying to fake unconsciousness and Tian Guoliang couldn't wake her up.

"Captain, pinch his philtrum!" Gao Jianguo anxiously reminded him from below the stage.

Tian Guoliang quickly grabbed Lin Huihui and pinched her hard.

Lin Huihui felt real pain, and she cursed inwardly: Damn villagers.

In the end, she couldn't bear the pain in her philtrum and woke up.

"Lin Zhiqing, since nothing's wrong, you can continue reading your self-criticism!" Captain Lu glanced at Lin Huihui and said.

Lin Huihui slowly stood up and glared at Shang Yanfang.

The scholar, whose talent was as insignificant as a mosquito's buzz, began to write a self-criticism.

"Yanfang, be careful of this person. The look she gave you just now was extremely malicious."

"Yes, I will be careful." Shang Yanfang and Lin Huihui had only made eye contact for a second, but she could see the resentment and hatred in those eyes.

After Lin Huihui finished reading her self-criticism, only a few people remained in the audience.

Shang Yanfang then walked up to the high platform.

"Give me your autograph. If you mess with me again, I won't be polite!" Shang Yanfang said coldly to the two of them.

"What are you so smug about? In the end, you still married a peasant, didn't you?" Lin Huihui said fiercely, looking at Shang Yanfang's smug expression.

As soon as she finished speaking, the remaining members of the brigade leader looked at Lin Huihui with hostility.

"I'm willing, and nothing is more valuable than my willingness." Shang Yanfang picked up the signed letter of apology and turned to leave.

She didn't want to deal with this person anymore. What was he thinking? He'd already transferred his household registration here, and he still looked down on people from the countryside.

Shang Yanfang didn't know, nor did she want to know, how Lin Huihui and Wu Xiuli were ostracized by the villagers.

In the following days, she spent all her time at Gao Jianguo's house except when she went back to the educated youth settlement to sleep at night.

She's busy making pork jerky.

Every evening when she returned to the educated youth settlement, Gao Jianguo would try various methods to keep her there.

And here we are again today.

Looking at the last pot of pork jerky, Shang Yanfang said, "Alright, Jianguo, I'm going back now. Let's go to the commune together tomorrow and send the jerky back to my parents!"

"Let's not go back. Look how hard it's raining outside."

"Is it raining?" Shang Yanfang had been so engrossed in making jerky that she hadn't noticed the weather outside.

"It's down, and it's quite a lot!" Gao Jianguo said confidently.

Shang Yanfang went out of the kitchen and saw that it was indeed pouring rain.

"Do you have an umbrella or a raincoat?" Shang Yanfang looked at Gao Jianguo expectantly.

"No, no, I only have a straw raincoat."

"Where? Can I wear it?" Shang Yanfang asked excitedly after hearing the man's definite answer.

"I can wear it, but it's a bit heavy."

As he spoke, Gao Jianguo walked to the nearby storage room, found the raincoat, and handed it to Shang Yanfang.

"Be careful, it's a bit heavy."

Shang Yanfang carefully picked up the raincoat with both hands; the raincoat was indeed quite heavy.

The thought that she would have to wear this outfit to the educated youth settlement later was really awful.

"I'll leave when the rain gets lighter," Shang Yanfang said, finding a stool to sit on under the veranda.

She used her divine sense to enter her own space and searched carefully, only to find that she couldn't find a raincoat, or even an umbrella.

I was careless. Who would keep an umbrella in their online space?

She is now only praying that God will make the rain less.

I don't know if I prayed to the wrong person or what, but half an hour passed and the rain only intensified instead of decreasing.

"Maybe I should leave now!" Shang Yanfang said weakly, looking at the heavy rain.

"Let's go now?" Gao Jianguo glanced at the girl's determined expression.

"Let's go." He reluctantly agreed.

The man picked up the heavy raincoat and helped the little girl put it on, then led her into the rain.

"Gao Jianguo, why are you leaving..." Shang Yanfang looked at Gao Jianguo, who was soaked by the rain, and wanted to ask him why he wasn't wearing a raincoat, but then she remembered that he probably only had one.

"Huh?" Amidst the sound of the pouring rain, Gao Jianguo only heard Shang Yanfang calling her, and couldn't hear anything else.

"I say, let's not go back today!" Shang Yanfang looked at the muddy ground and the pouring rain. In the end, she decided to stay overnight.

It's not like I've never slept in the same bed with a man before.

Upon hearing the little girl's words, Gao Jianguo took her home without saying a word.

It's only a short walk of less than ten meters, so I got home very quickly.

Gao Jianguo took the raincoat off the little girl and led her to his room.

"You rest here for a while, I'm going to take a shower and change my clothes."

Looking at the man who was soaking wet, Shang Yanfang felt a pang of guilt.

"Go wash up. Do you have any ginger at home? I'll make you some ginger tea."

"Yes, it's in the kitchen, look for it." Gao Jianguo enjoyed the little girl's concern.

After finding out where the things she needed were, Shang Yanfang went back to the kitchen to make ginger tea.

Gao Jianguo mixed a basin of water and went into his room to wash up.

"Gao Jianguo, the ginger tea is ready, come and drink!" Shang Yanfang said, placing a bowl of ginger tea on the table in the main room and pushing open the door to Gao Jianguo's room.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't see anything." Shang Yanfang slammed the door shut again.

Shang Yanfang: "..." Ahhh, no way, no way, she just thought she saw that secret weapon.

She remembers that what she saw when she was a child was nothing compared to what she just saw.

Ahhh, I can't think about it anymore. Shang Yanfang tried hard to control herself from thinking so much, but the more she tried to control herself, the more out of control she became.

She's already considering whether she can accept that thing.

"Ahhh!" Shang Yanfang cried out, went out of the main room, stood under the eaves, and tried to calm herself down with the cool breeze.

Gao Jianguo was taking a shower when his little girl suddenly opened the door.

Before he could cover anything up, the little girl ran away in a panic.

The explanation for "protesting too much here" is still unclear.

He hurriedly put on his clothes and came out of the inner room, where he saw the little girl blushing and standing under the eaves.

He looked at the bowl of ginger soup prepared for him on the table, picked up the bowl, and drank it all in one gulp.

"Yanfang, go to sleep, it's getting late," Gao Jianguo said, looking at the little girl who was trying to escape reality.

"Well, um. I'm not sleepy right now, you should go to sleep first!" Shang Yanfang said, trying to hide her shyness.

"Then I'll stay here with you. I'm not that sleepy either," Gao Jianguo said, looking at the young girl in front of him.

"No, no, you go to sleep by yourself. You don't need to stay with me." Shang Yanfang quickly refused when she saw that the man wanted to stay with her.