Er Gou, life in the countryside is so carefree!

The courtyard suddenly fell silent, with only the cicadas still chirping incessantly in the trees.

Chen Ergou breathed a sigh of relief after watching Li Dazhuang run away.

Those two moves just now, though they looked easy, actually took a lot of his energy.

He turned around and saw Widow Wang still sitting on the kang (a heated brick bed), her eyes wide open and her mouth slightly agape, looking as if she hadn't quite recovered from the shock.

"Sister Cuihua, it's alright now. I chased that plague away."

Chen Ergou went over to her, wanting to comfort her.

Widow Wang grabbed his arm and looked him up and down as if she were meeting him for the first time:

"Ergou...you...when did you get so strong? That move you made just now was like...like the Dragon King possessed you..."

Chen Ergou was secretly pleased, but he still chuckled to himself.

"It's nothing, just a farmer's skill. Maybe Li Dazhuang is too weak and can't take a beating."

"Why don't you try it out, sis? I'm really muscular."

"screw you!"

Widow Wang had recovered her senses by now. She playfully slapped him, but her eyes were bright and sparkling, with an indescribable brilliance.

She had seen it clearly just now; Chen Ergou's movements and strength were not something an ordinary farmer could possess.

Especially when he stood in front of her, his stature and imposing presence made her heart pound, and a feeling of being protected welled up inside her.

I used to think this young man was just good-looking and had a sharp tongue, but I never expected him to be so strong and powerful...

She looked at Chen Ergou's muscular chest and arms, and a blush crept onto her face. The feeling she had just experienced during the massage returned, even more intensely.

She released her grip, tidied her slightly disheveled hair, and softened her voice: "Ergou, thank you so much for what happened earlier. If it weren't for you, I don't know what kind of trouble that scoundrel Li Dazhuang would have caused."

"No need to thank me, it's nothing." Chen Ergou smelled the faint scent of soap on Widow Wang's body and felt a little itchy inside.

Widow Wang's eyes flickered, and she moved further into the kang (heated brick bed), patting the empty space: "What are you standing for? Sit down. I was only halfway through the massage when I was interrupted, and my back is still sore."

Upon hearing this, Chen Ergou was delighted and quickly sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed): "Sister, shall we continue?"

"Um…"

Widow Wang responded softly, lay back down, turned her face inward, and whispered, "You did a good job just now. I keep my word, I'll get you something nice tonight..."

Chen Ergou's hand pressed against that smooth waist again, and he felt like a kitten was scratching at his heart.

He feigned ignorance: "What delicious food? Is there meat?"

Widow Wang turned her head, rolled her eyes at him, and said with a hint of coquettishness, "Look at you, so pathetic! All you care about is meat! Want to try something even better than meat?"

Even someone as dim-witted as Chen Ergou could understand the meaning behind those words.

His heart was pounding even faster, and he applied more pressure, pressing down along his lower back.

Widow Wang let out a comfortable groan and twisted her body slightly.

"Sister, what are you saying? I don't understand." Chen Ergou suppressed a laugh and continued to play dumb. He found it particularly amusing to tease Widow Wang like this.

Widow Wang, seeing him feign ignorance, was both angry and amused. She reached out and pinched his thigh: "You little rascal! Trying to act all high and mighty with me, huh? You were quite bold when you touched my waist just now, weren't you?"

Chen Ergou winced in pain, hissing, but his hands didn't stop: "Just now... just now was for the massage effect, wasn't it?"

"Pah!" Widow Wang laughed and scolded, "I'd never believe you!"

The two chatted back and forth, filling the room with an ambiguous atmosphere.

Chen Ergou's hands roamed over Widow Wang's back, sometimes lightly, sometimes heavily, and a faint warmth was transmitted to her, making Widow Wang feel both comfortable and unbearable, as if countless tiny ants were crawling on her.

She occasionally let out suppressed moans, and her body grew increasingly limp.

After massaging for about half an hour, Widow Wang felt comfortable all over, her back pain was gone, and she felt energetic again.

She sat up, stretched her shoulders, and said with a rosy face, "That's better, much better. Er Gou, your cooking is really good."

Chen Ergou stopped what he was doing and asked with a grin, "Then, sister, what's the reward for tonight...?"

Widow Wang gave him a sidelong glance, exuding charm: "What's the rush? It's not dark yet. Go back and rest first. I'll call you when dinner is ready after the sun sets."

"Okay!"

Knowing that good things were about to happen, Chen Ergou was overjoyed and readily agreed before leaving Widow Wang's house.

The afternoon sun was still scorching, but he felt full of energy and walked with a spring in his step.

Having inherited the family business, taught the village bully a lesson, and even received a "reward" from a pretty widow at night, life is getting better and better!

Don't miss out on tonight's reward!