country bumpkin

After finishing dinner, Kong Jinbao took out three candies and gave them to his sister, father, and mother.

I kept two candies for myself and five candies to give to Kong Chunhua tomorrow.

In recent months, he has been saving the food he thinks is delicious and secretly sending it to Kong Chunhua.

They had become quite familiar with each other and would sometimes talk before parting ways. When Kong Chunhua wasn't having an episode, she was a normal person. She always considered Jinbao a friend.

She felt that their experiences were similar; both were the subject of gossip and idle chatter in the village. She felt a sense of shared misfortune.

Sometimes she would feel sorry for Jinbao, thinking that his illness was more serious than hers, and that she didn't get sick often, while he always thought like a three or four-year-old child.

She thought he was a simple person, with a pure and kind heart. But she forgot that this child she thought of had already developed into an adult.

At his age, full of youthful vigor, he is prone to impulsiveness and other thoughts.

Jinbao's approach to her was merely a calculated one. It wasn't until that day that she realized what had happened. But by then, she had already fallen for Jinbao, and was willing to accept it.

His parents have been staying home these past few days and haven't gone out much. That's why his sister hasn't had a chance to bring anyone home for a secret rendezvous.

Occasionally, when given the chance, Jinbao would say she wanted to go to work, and that her boss wanted her to work overtime. Jinbao would often get very excited at these times and secretly follow her sister to work.

Because it was almost Chinese New Year, most of the workshops in town had already closed for the holidays. Kong Xiuyan made an excuse, saying that she was only at work to see her boss.

In a two-bedroom, one-living-room storage room, the two rooms are used as warehouses, where goods are usually stored.

There's a small hall at the back where the workers eat. Further in, there's a partitioned-off small room where the workers take their lunch break. The small room also has a small door.

At noon, some workers who live far away don't go home for lunch; they rest here for a while instead.

There was a single bed inside; the space wasn't large, but it was fully equipped. Pillows, blankets, and everything else were provided.

The outer door was closed, and the door to the inner cubicle was also closed.

Kong Jinbao had been running incredibly fast, and was still panting heavily. He calmed his racing heart, quietly opened the outer door, went inside, and then closed it from the inside.

At this moment, a fierce battle is taking place in the small cubicle inside, a live sex show is unfolding.

Jinbao had come with his second sister several times before and knew they would take a long time to finish. He calmly and quietly moved a small stool over, sat down, and eavesdropped like he was listening to a tape recorder.

He even cheered on the parts that got him excited. His hands clenched into fists, his blood surged, and his heart pounded wildly.

Although I had eavesdropped on other kids' conversations a few times when I was little, this feeling is really different.

When we were kids, we thought it was a novel game of cat and mouse, but we were afraid of getting caught and beaten by the adults.

The physical reactions and psychological pleasure he was experiencing now were unlike anything he had ever felt before. He was gradually losing himself, wanting to become the kind of person who did that kind of thing, just like his sister.

An hour later, the noise inside subsided a bit, and the older sister lay in the man's arms on the bed. The two whispered sweet nothings to each other and kissed every now and then.

Jinbao knew that they would have to get dressed and separate soon. Jinbao quietly slipped out of the house and went to the corner outside to wait for his sister and her boss to come out.

This man was the same one who drove her home last time, the one that Granny Wang saw.

After waiting a while, the two came out together, and Kong Xiuyan still had a blush on her face. She stood at the gate with her head down.

The boss closed and locked the outer door. He walked up to Kong Xiuyan, took out a wad of RMB, and handed it to her.

He said, "Yanzi, when are we getting married? I can't wait any longer. I'm 12 years older than you. If we keep waiting, I'm afraid I'll be too old to be with you."

Kong Xiuyan took the money and put it in her pocket, excitedly saying, "Brother Lu, you really think so! I thought you never wanted to marry me. I thought you just wanted to play around with me because I'm young."

Lu Gangtie stroked her hair and said affectionately, "Silly girl, my feelings for you are genuine. It's the kind of feeling where I want to spend my whole life with you."

After saying that, he sighed and continued, "I'm afraid your parents won't agree. I'm divorced, and you're still a young woman. They definitely won't agree so easily."

Kong Xiuyan said firmly, "I have a way, they will definitely agree."

Lu Gangtie's eyes lit up. "What method? Will it really work?"

Kong Xiuyan said, "I told them I was pregnant and that I would marry no one but you, and they couldn't do anything about it."

Lu Gangtie looked at her with hopeful eyes, then happily hugged her and spun her around. He stopped, kissing her forehead again and again.

Kong Xiuyan was both happy and shy, both sweet and afraid, afraid that people she knew would see their intimate actions.

Little did she know that her younger brother was secretly watching all of this from the corner.

Lu Gangtie walked to the car, opened the door, and let Kong Xiuyan get into the passenger seat. He would take her home.

She hitched a ride on someone's bicycle when she came, paying them a few cents. Now that she's taking a bus back, Jinbao can't keep up.

Jinbao arrived at the village entrance, panting, long after his second sister had returned home.

Exhausted, he rested under a big tree at the village entrance. The villagers, who had been chatting and gossiping, stopped talking when they saw him.

But he knew that these people saw his second sister return by car.

A month ago, rumors started circulating in the village about his second sister, saying that she had found an old man to keep her as a mistress. They also said that his second sister was a slut who broke up other people's families.

Jinbao didn't know what "broken shoe" meant, but he knew it wasn't a compliment. Seeing him there, the gossipy villagers started talking about other things.

After resting for a while, Jinbao went to Caixia's house to find Kong Chunhua. He still had some fruit candies he had saved for Kong Chunhua in his pocket. He was determined to give them to her today to express his feelings.

He was repeatedly provoked by his second sister, and he also wanted to hug and kiss her. Thinking about this made him feel itchy inside, and a smile appeared on his face.

If the villagers saw this expression, who would believe that a fool would want a wife? Does he even know what a wife is?

With a happy heart and light steps, coupled with her handsome appearance, the dimples on her face when she smiled added to her beauty.

When we arrived at Chunhua's house, she was still sitting at the front door sewing shoe soles. Everyone in the family was inside talking and chatting; no one came out, all complaining of the cold.

She was happy to see her good friend, and smiled, saying, "Why are you here? Aren't you cold?"

Jinbao felt her care and smiled happily, her cheeks as pink and delicate as peach blossoms in spring.

Kong Chunhua's heart skipped a beat. "What a beautiful smile."

Each of them had a piece of candy in their mouth, and the sweetness of the candy made them feel even sweeter inside.

Jinbao didn't want to leave and played there until very late. Only when he felt hungry did he remember to go home.

The two said their goodbyes with reluctance. Before leaving, Jinbao mustered up the courage to kiss Kong Chunhua, which startled her.

Jinbao panicked and ran away as fast as he could.