My Taoist nun girlfriend is from the Republic of China era, 1942.

Chapter 131 Closing the Door to Vent

The next morning, Bai Jing drove over early and picked up the energetic Lü Jiaxin.

After seeing the little devil off, Chen Xiaomiao was completely dejected, with faint dark circles under her eyes, looking rather haggard.

Looking at her listless appearance, Lu Yuan couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? Didn't you sleep well last night?"

Chen Xiaomiao yawned: "My goodness, Jiaxin insisted on dragging me to do that skydiving thing last night, saying she wouldn't go to sleep until she played PUBG..."

Lu Yuan laughed so hard he didn't sleep all night. He figured the master and apprentice must have been eliminated a hundred or eighty times.

"Alright, go back to your room and get some sleep. I'm going out for a stroll."

Upon arriving at the reservoir gate, Erbaiwu and the big yellow female dog were lying in a row, looking exhausted, probably having worked hard last night.

The owner of the yellow dog, a reservoir security guard, saw Lu Yuan coming over and quickly got up from a small stool, a simple smile on his face.

"Good morning, Mr. Lu."

The security guard's surname was Jia. He was in his fifties, with dark skin and a lean build. He wore a faded old camouflage uniform and looked no different from an ordinary migrant worker.

Old Jia chuckled and pulled a crumpled packet of "Double Happiness" cigarettes from his pocket, then took one out and handed it to Lu Yuan.

Lu Yuan doesn't smoke, but he didn't refuse either. He took the cigarette and casually tucked it behind his ear. This lack of disdain made Lao Jia's tense shoulders visibly relax.

"Master Jia, how long have you been working here?"

"Not long after, I came to Jiangcheng with General Manager Lü Xin."

What is your relationship with Lü Xin?

“My son used to work under General Manager Lü…”

As Old Jia finished speaking, the light in his eyes suddenly dimmed, and he stopped talking.

Hearing this, Lu Yuan understood and changed the subject, asking, "This place is beautiful with its mountains and clear waters, but it's a bit remote. It must be quite boring to be alone here, right?"

"so far so good."

Old Jia grinned, revealing two rows of teeth yellowed from smoking: "I'm getting old, and I just like to be alone. If I get really bored, I'll go to that village over there and chat with some people."

Are there any villages nearby?

"If you walk down this road for a few miles, there is a small village, but there are not many young people now, mostly old men and women."

Lu Yuan's gaze fell on the red envelope on Lao Jia's table, which had the character "囍" printed on it in gold powder.

"Is Master Jia going to a wedding in the village?"

"A family in the village is getting married, and they invited me to come and join in the fun."

"Since we're just killing time anyway, I'll go with you."

"The countryside is dirty and chaotic, Mr. Lu, you..."

Lu Yuan waved his hand, indicating that he didn't mind, and Lao Jia couldn't refuse any longer.

He tied up the two dogs, pushed out a slightly worn electric tricycle, wiped the dust off the back seat, and drove Lu Yuan toward the village with a "putt-putt" sound.

The village is small, with only a few dozen households, but they seem quite wealthy, with most of them owning two- or three-story villas.

The family celebrating their wedding today had a red inflatable archway at the entrance, and more than a dozen large round tables were set up inside and outside the courtyard. The place was bustling with noise, and firecracker debris was scattered all over the ground.

Most of the villagers recognized Lao Jia. Although he had only been there for a few months, Lao Jia usually turned a blind eye to the villagers fishing on the far shore of the reservoir, so he was quite popular.

Lu Yuan didn't have any cash on him, so Lao Jia took out an extra red bill from his pocket and stuffed it into the gift money, then pulled him to sit down at an empty table.

"Old Jia, you're here! Please have a seat!"

"Hey, Lao Jia, is that handsome young man in the back your relative?"

The villagers warmly invited the two to the table and introduced Lu Yuan as Old Jia's nephew from the city.

As soon as he sat down, a dark-skinned man at the same table leaned over and asked in a low voice, "Old Jia, what's going on? Why can't we fish at the reservoir these days?"

Because Lu Yuan, the owner of the reservoir, was right next to them, Old Jia felt embarrassed and glared at him anxiously: "What nonsense are you talking about? That reservoir belongs to the owner privately, and fishing is not allowed there!"

After saying that, he quickly leaned close to Lu Yuan's ear and whispered an explanation.

"Mr. Lu, don't take it to heart. They're just having some fun. They usually just cast a couple of lines on the shore and don't catch many fish."

I always keep them on this side of the shore and never allow them to go towards the villa.

Lu Yuan smiled calmly, patted Lao Jia on the shoulder to reassure him that he wouldn't care about a few fish.

Soon after, the wedding officially began.

The groom was a dark-skinned, sturdy country man with a憨憨 (simple and honest) smile.

The bride wasn't particularly beautiful, but she was voluptuous, and her eyes and brows revealed a bold and straightforward spirit.

At the master of ceremonies' call, they bowed to heaven and earth, and then to their parents.

Young rural couples, once a common sight, are now extremely rare.

The dishes were typical large-pot dishes, served in huge white porcelain basins, one basin after another, including braised pork knuckle, roast chicken, braised pork belly, and large carp... the portions were very generous.

The wine is homemade and stored in a plastic jug. It tastes slightly bitter, but has a strong aftertaste.

Lu Yuan was a new face, and his fair and decent appearance made him stand out among the group of dark-skinned farmers, naturally making him the target of everyone's attacks.

"Come on, nephew, let me toast you!"

"Young man, you don't look like someone who does farm work. Where are you making your fortune?"

After one round, Lu Yuan, who usually considered himself to have a decent alcohol tolerance, inevitably felt a bit tipsy. Not long after, the bride and groom, along with their parents, came over with their glasses to offer toasts.

The men at the table immediately started to egg him on, saying a few vulgar but not malicious slurs.

Lu Yuan was a little dizzy from drinking, and listening to the lewd remarks of the crowd, a strange heat rose in his lower abdomen.

On the way back, Lu Yuan sat in the back of the tricycle, the hot air blowing on his face, his head was spinning, and he felt the heat in his lower abdomen rushing up his blood vessels, making him feel uncomfortable all over.

"Master Jia, what kind of liquor was that just now? It was so strong."

Old Jia had also drunk quite a bit, and was riding his bike a little unsteadily. Upon hearing this, he laughed with a thick tongue: "There are poverty alleviation policies from above, and every household in the village grows Chinese medicinal herbs. A lot of good stuff has been added to the wine in the village, to enhance male virility and dispel dampness."

"I'm old enough to handle it, but you young people are having your first time drinking, it's a bit much for you, especially since you drank so much just now."

Lu Yuan gave a bitter laugh upon hearing this.

Old Jia, having drunk quite a bit, grew bolder and, abandoning his previous timid demeanor, casually joked, "Boss Lu, a boss as big as you must have several wives in the city, right?"

Lu Yuan answered, still a little dazed, "One."

"I do not believe!"

Old Jia chuckled.

“You rich city folks, which one of you doesn’t have a mistress or a concubine?”

Unlike us country folk, who have to empty our savings to find a wife and spend our whole lives with one.

But then again, it's always my own wife who sleeps the most soundly. Back when I was young..."

Old Jia rambled on about the simple truths and crude jokes of country folk, but Lu Yuan's mind was a complete mess, and he had neither the energy nor the inclination to refute him.

I felt that the evil fire was burning brighter and brighter.

Back at the reservoir, Lao Jia went to the gatehouse to rest.

Lu Yuan shook his heavy head, took off his coat, walked to the pier by the reservoir, and jumped in with a "plop".

The icy lake water instantly enveloped his entire body, causing him to shiver, and the heat was finally subsided somewhat.

After splashing around in the water for a while, my mind finally cleared up a bit.

Inside the room, Chen Xiaomiao had already woken up.

She stretched and walked to the window, where she saw Lu Yuan tumbling in the water outside.

The reservoir was quiet and deserted. The afternoon sun shone on the water, creating shimmering ripples, and the man's strong back was faintly visible in the water.

All around was quiet except for the chirping of insects and the sound of water.

After staring at it for a while, Chen Xiaomiao suddenly had a thought.

She turned around and opened her bag, where the brand-new swimsuit she had brought back from Thailand lay quietly inside.

She took a deep breath and took out the swimsuit with more fabric.

Whether it was because she had gained weight or the fabric had shrunk, Chen Xiaomiao struggled immensely to fit herself into the top of her clothes.

The fabric clung tightly to her body, leaving red marks on her fair skin, and her chest was squeezed and deformed, outlining a curve.

"Oh dear, my mother..."

Chen Xiaomiao quickly grabbed the two shoulder straps, preparing to take them off to catch her breath.

"Xiao Miao? Is she awake?"

The door creaked open.

Lu Yuan was shirtless, water droplets flowing down his taut muscles, with only a towel casually wrapped around his waist.

The air seemed to freeze the moment I stepped inside.

The girl had her back to the door, with most of her smooth and firm back exposed to the air. Her waist was slender, and below that were her round and perky breasts wrapped in dark blue fabric.

"How did you get in here?"

An instinctive reaction caused Chen Xiaomiao to cross her arms in front of her chest.

But since the upper part of her swimsuit wasn't properly worn, her hug only made the stunning whiteness of her chest even more noticeable.

The fabric of the school swimsuit was already tight, and the movement made it even more uncomfortable, stuck around the waist in a way that was neither easy to take off nor easy to wear, hanging in front of the chest.

Half-hidden, half-revealed, Lu Yuan felt as if a lump of burning coal had been stuffed into his throat, making it dry and painful.

The evil fire that had just been extinguished by the lake water surged to his head with even greater force, and then spread wildly through his limbs and bones.

"Why...why didn't you knock! Hurry up and get out!"

Chen Xiaomiao's cheeks flushed instantly, her bright, foxy eyes filled with panic and shame, her lips trembled, and she couldn't utter a complete sentence for a long time.

Lu Yuan did not respond. He took a deep breath, stepped forward, and walked completely into the bedroom.

"boom!"

With a soft click, the bedroom door was slammed shut behind you.

　I've had some personal matters to attend to these past couple of days, so I'll only be posting two updates today. Sorry.

　　Normal 10,000-word updates will resume tomorrow!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)