A Farm Girl: Three Acres of Fertile Land Can Be Exchanged for a Country

Chapter 41 Happy Happy

"Really?"

"real!"

Abdo clicked his tongue twice: "I didn't realize you were such a romantic at such a young age. Fine, fine, you'll drink with this general tonight, until we're both drunk."

She also had to drink with him... She didn't want to witness a live sex show...

Wutong was unwilling, but since she had to make a living under their patronage, she could only keep pouring tea and drinking it without even lifting her head, trying to avoid seeing it.

However, in Abudo's eyes, it became that she was trying to calm herself down.

Abuduo pinched Jin Jiao'er's slender waist and said, "This is my good brother, go and make him happy."

Jin Jiao'er received the order, smiled sweetly, and got up to walk towards the parasol tree.

"Master Jun..."

When Wutong heard a sweet, coquettish voice, she looked up and almost bumped her face into a pair of large breasts, which startled her so much that she gasped.

"W-What are you doing?"

She backed away repeatedly, but Jin Jiao'er nonchalantly took her hand, nestled against her shoulder, and was as soft as a cotton candy.

"Sir, let's have a drink... Jin Jiao'er will feed you a cup..."

Jin Jiao'er picked up a glass of wine, but instead of putting it into Wutong's mouth, she poured it into her own mouth and then leaned in to feed her mouth-to-mouth.

Wutong: "!!!"

She was stunned, with a wall behind her and nowhere to retreat. Jin Jiao'er pressed her down and forcibly kissed her.

The wine, warmed by the woman's touch, burned like fire in my throat as it entered my mouth.

"Cough cough...cough..." Wutong choked and coughed uncontrollably, her face turning red.

Abudo looked at her with disdain, thinking she lacked masculinity.

Jin Jiao'er covered her mouth and laughed, then used her handkerchief to wipe his mouth and touched his cheek, saying, "Sir, you are really handsome... your face is even more delicate than ours..."

Wutong immediately realized something was wrong and quickly dodged her, saying, "Haha, not at all..."

Jin Jiao'er coiled around her like a snake: "Then why don't you see just how tender I really am?"

As she spoke the last word, she blew a malicious breath into Wutong's ear.

A tingling sensation instantly rose from the tailbone all the way to the brain.

"This...this..." Wutong desperately dodged her, stood in front of Abuduo's table, and said with a flushed face, "General, I really have to go urgently. Please take your time. I promise I won't tell Lieutenant Li. I'm so sorry, so very sorry..."

After saying a series of apologies, she clutched her coat tightly and fled the room.

As soon as she went downstairs, she was surrounded by beautiful women. She used all her skills to break out of the door and rode away without even turning her head.

Abudo didn't chase after them, but instead took a big gulp of liquor: "It's all so boring."

Jin Jiao'er smiled slightly, got up and walked to his side to pour him some wine.

"General, your brother is no ordinary man."

Abdo slurped down a mouthful of wine dismissively: "He can read, so naturally he's different from us roughnecks."

Jin Jiao'er laughed and said, "That's not what I meant."

Seeing her playing coy, Abdo frowned impatiently: "So what are you trying to say?"

“I was thinking of saying…” Jin Jiao’er hesitated, then continued pouring the wine: “Never mind, you probably don’t want to know.”

Abdo grabbed her wrist with such force that she gasped.

"Say!"

Jin Jiao'er bit her lip and said it with a heavy heart: "I mean, he's a bastard!"

Abudo froze, a complex expression flashing across his eyes. After a long while, he murmured, "You mean... he's a eunuch?"

But in those days, eunuchs were only found in the imperial palace; you couldn't find many anywhere else.

The palace is far from here, how could the phoenix tree have come from there?

Jin Jiao'er said, "That's not necessarily true. There are many people who don't have penises, not just eunuchs."

Abdo said, "What else could it be? A born freak?"

Even now, he still hasn't associated the phoenix tree with a woman.

In the end, it was Jin Jiao'er who made it clear.

"Besides men, there are women in this world too..."

Her hook-like eyes looked at Abudo, who froze, then flew into a rage, grabbed the cup and smashed it on the ground.

"You're talking nonsense!"

The girls outside were startled and came over to knock on the door to ask what was going on.

Jin Jiao'er remained seated, calmly saying, "I already told you, you probably wouldn't want to know."

Abudo clenched his fists, then relaxed them: "What evidence do you have?"

“I have no evidence,” Jin Jiao’er said. “But in our line of work, if we can’t even tell the difference between men and women, we’d have no face to live.”

Jin Jiao'er's words were reasonable and well-founded, leaving no room for rebuttal.

Even more frightening is that Abudo has been unable to stop recalling everything that happened after meeting Wutong, trying to find any clues in it.

Finally, he kicked away the table in front of him and said, "No, I have to go and find out!"

Jin Jiao'er said, "How are you going to ask her? She definitely won't tell."

Abdo shouted, "Then I'll pull her pants down! Let's see if she dares to lie to me again!"

He was furious.

Having been stationed at the border for many years, he had many people coming and going around him, but he had the most contact with Lieutenant Li and Wu Datou.

Li Duwei was a calm and composed man who rarely smiled.

Wu Datou is cunning and treacherous, and loves to seek personal gain.

Everyone else who approaches him does so with ulterior motives.

He finally found a silly little sycamore, thought he was quite interesting, and wanted to groom him to be one of his close associates, but it was very likely that the sycamore was actually a woman.

The feeling of being deceived surged through his chest like the waters of the Dingjiang River bursting through its dam, instantly engulfing his reason.

Abuduo lifted his foot and walked away, but after a few steps, he turned back and tossed a piece of silver to Jin Jiao'er.

"Don't tell anyone this, or I'll cut your mouth off, you hear me?"

Jin Jiao'er picked up the silver and smiled charmingly: "General, don't you believe my words?"

Abudo snorted coldly and walked out of the brothel.

He mounted his horse and galloped towards the general's mansion.

They were fast enough coming, and they were so fast on the way back that they practically flew.

He rushed into the general's mansion, dismounted at the gate, and without pausing to rest, went straight into Wutong's room.

"General! General!"

He felt someone calling him from behind, but it wasn't Wutong; he couldn't hear it at all.

When he went to the backyard, he saw that the door to the room was open, and Nanxing was squatting on the ground with her back to him, wiping something.

Abudo asked, "Where are the people of Wutong?"

Nanxing remained silent.

He had a short temper and little patience, so he went over and grabbed the other person by the collar: "I'm asking you a question!"

Nanxing remained silent, his face cold and indifferent. He raised the object in his hand, its sharp, cold light reflecting off Abuduo's face.

"Isn't this Wutong's sword? What are you going to do with it?" Abudo recognized it at a glance; it was the one he had given to Wutong back then.

Nanxing finally spoke, uttering only three cold words: "Go save her."

save her?

Save the parasol tree?

End of this chapter