Courtyard House: Passing through the Silly Pillar, Activating the Blessed Cave Heaven

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He Daqing, his eyes blurry with drunkenness, looked at the white widow. Her cheeks were flushed, and she looked charming and shy. The more he looked at her, the more his heart was moved. On impulse, he pounced on her.

As the saying goes, tea is a catalyst for emotions, while alcohol can embolden lust. However, tea drinkers tend to be more sober, while alcohol can lead to mistakes. It's easy to make a mistake if you're not tempted.

When He Daqing regained consciousness, he found himself lying on the kang (a heated brick bed), with the widow Bai sitting beside her, sobbing softly. A wave of emotion washed over He Daqing, mostly regret and pity.

He recalled his absurd actions and was filled with remorse. He raised his hand and slapped himself hard. But since it was already a fait accompli, there was no going back. What could he do?

"I'm sorry, young lady, I drank too much. I was confused because you're pretty, and that's why I did this... Don't worry, I'll take responsibility! My wife has been gone for over six years. I don't know what came over me just now, I just lost my mind... If you're really angry, go report it to the authorities."

"Brother He, you are a good person. This matter cannot be entirely blamed on you. Men sometimes make such mistakes."

"As long as you don't mind that I've been married before and have two children, and you treat me well, that's enough," the white widow said, sobbing.

Upon hearing this, He Daqing immediately understood her meaning and quickly followed up with the conversation.

"I swear to you, I will treat you well and raise your child as my own! If I can't do that, then..."

The white widow threw herself into his arms and covered his mouth with her hand: "Brother He, I believe you, please don't say anything more."

Looking at the tearful, beautiful widow in his arms, He Daqing's reason vanished once again.

He held her tightly, lowered his head and kissed her, and they shared another tender and passionate moment.

Afterwards, the widow nestled in He Daqing's arms and whispered, "Brother He, you won't despise me for being unfaithful, will you? My husband has only been gone for four months, and I'm already with you..."

"Girl, don't overthink it. I love you so much, how could I possibly dislike you?"

This is all my fault, it has nothing to do with you.

My wife is gone, and my parents passed away a long time ago. There are only two children in the family, and I make the decisions in the family.

But my son is already quite old and stubborn, and I'm afraid he won't be able to accept you right away.

Give me some time; after the New Year, I'll marry you.

He Daqing stroked the smooth skin of the white widow in his arms, a surge of heat rising in his heart, and he pressed her down beneath him once more.

"Brother He, don't overwork yourself. This is the second time already... um..."

Before Widow Bai could finish speaking, He Daqing had already taken the initiative. Sometimes people can't even control their own actions, let alone when they're happy.

At this moment, He Yuzhu was unaware that his father had already met his destined lover. Fate is sometimes something that cannot be explained or described.

While He Daqing was indulging in his pleasures, the United States assembled a multinational coalition in September and approached the Yalu River.

On October 25, the Chinese People's Volunteer Army crossed the Yalu River, embarking on the great journey of "Resisting America and Aiding Korea, Protecting the Homeland and Defending the Country," a war that completely changed the landscape of East Asia.

In the freezing cold, the soldiers of the Chinese People's Volunteer Army fought a desperate battle against the enemy, proving to the world with their blood and lives that the Chinese people had truly stood up.