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Chapter 113 Bewilderment and Passion

The time passed quickly while chatting. After his mother got up, Lin Chuan went down to the fields with her.

With Lin Chuan's help, the work in the field was almost finished in less than two hours.

Around five o'clock, Lin Chuan found Lin Feng and said, "Stay calm, Mom. I'm leaving now."

"Brother, how can I be sure of this, brother?"

By the time Lin Feng looked up, Lin Chuan had already disappeared.

Lin Chuan ran home excitedly, picked up a small wild boar, and hurried to Yang Xiaoling's house. When he arrived, he was completely dumbfounded.

Yang's father sat in the courtyard.

Should we go in or not?

Lin Chuan hesitated outside the courtyard for a few minutes before deciding to go in. If he wanted to find a wife, he had to be a little thick-skinned. It was just meeting his father-in-law; it wasn't a big deal.

Before going in, Lin Chuan deliberately made a little noise, thinking that Yang's father should be mentally prepared for this.

As a result, when he went inside, he only saw Yang's father's back.

"Why did your dad go inside? Wasn't he just sitting here a moment ago?"

"You still dare to come in knowing my dad is sitting here?"

"I can't help it, I miss you. I can't just not come to see you just because your dad is here."

Lin Chuan grinned and grabbed Yang Xiaoling's hand, but Yang Xiaoling slapped his hand away and twisted his waist.

"Don't do anything reckless, my dad just went in."

"It's okay, Dad is clearly giving us a chance, and he's not afraid of me."

"Shameless," Yang Xiaoling rolled her eyes at Lin Chuan, "Let's go to the kitchen, I've already prepared the food."

Four dishes and a soup were already laid out on the table: stir-fried cured pork with green beans, home-style tofu, pickled cowpeas, braised fish, and loofah and egg soup—all of which Lin Chuan loved to eat.

"Make this for tomorrow, it's really delicious."

"What? You brought me something again?"

"This is a wild boar we hunted together. You helped out too."

Lin Chuan opened the bag and showed the baby wild boar inside to Yang Xiaoling.

Yang Xiaoling didn't show any reluctance, but only asked with curiosity, "Is this delicious?"

"It's delicious, the meat is very tender, and it's neither fishy nor dry."

"Okay, I'll keep this. I'll cook it for you when you come over tomorrow."

"No need, no need. You can make it for Dad tomorrow morning. I've already eaten. This was specially brought for you."

"We're not married yet, so don't call me that."

"It's bound to happen sooner or later," Yang Xiaoling said shyly. Lin Chuan stopped teasing her and turned to look at the dishes on the table: "They smell so good, how can they smell so good?"

"You brought me some seasonings," Yang Xiaoling handed Lin Chuan a pair of chopsticks. "Try it first."

Lin Chuan took a bite and gave Yang Xiaoling a thumbs up. The taste was indeed good, not much worse than his own.

Yang Xiaoling's culinary skills were honed over decades, while his were purely a matter of talent.

"You don't need to do so much, I'm fine with whatever I eat."

"It's fine as long as you like it, there's nothing fancy about it."

Seeing Yang Xiaoling filling a large bowl with food, Lin Chuan asked somewhat guiltily, "Isn't your dad coming out to eat?"

"Looks like he's not coming out. I'll take him inside."

Yang Xiaoling brought in the food. Yang's father was lying in bed. After several days of injections, he looked much better, but he was still a little weak.

"Dad, dinner's ready."

"Hmm, just put it there. Does that kid come here for dinner every day?"

"It seems like that's what he's planning, Dad. Don't you want him to come?"

"No, I was just asking. Whether he comes or not is up to him."

Yang Xiaoling returned to the kitchen, where Lin Chuan had already served the rice and prepared the chopsticks. After they finished eating, Lin Chuan took out a wad of money from his pocket.

"Hey, here's your share."

"How can there be so many? This is too much, I can't accept it."

"We already agreed this morning that you would take 20%, I didn't give you any more."

"This, this is too much, I can't accept it."

"No, we already agreed on this. How can you go back on your word? Look, the wild boar sold for 1,960, and this is 390. I've already shortchanged you by two yuan."

Yang Xiaoling looked conflicted. She had indeed been persuaded by Lin Chuan to agree that morning, but she felt guilty about actually taking so much money.

Lin Chuan didn't care about any of that. She was his wife, so what was wrong with giving her a few hundred yuan? He stuffed the money into Yang Xiaoling's hand.

"You've seen it too, your man can earn money, one or two thousand a trip. Don't work so hard in the future, do less work in the fields, take good care of yourself and get plump up, and wait for me to come and marry you."

"Why are you crying? Don't cry."

"Waaah, no one has ever been so kind to me before. No one has ever asked me if I'm tired. Waaah, Lin Chuan, I will definitely marry you in the future. I want to have lots and lots of children for you."

Lin Chuan thought that Yang Xiaoling was angry because he had forced her to give him money, but he didn't expect that she was moved.

This atmosphere was the perfect opportunity to deepen their relationship, and Lin Chuan could easily utter sweet nothings.

With a beautiful woman in his arms and the atmosphere just right, Lin Chuan cupped Yang Xiaoling's face and kissed her.

Yang Xiaoling blushed, her eyes half-closed, and gently nudged Lin Chuan. At this critical moment, Lin Chuan naturally wouldn't give up.

He released his tightly closed lips and moved to Yang Xiaoling's neck.

Yang Xiaoling must have washed her hair in the afternoon, as there was a faint scent of sulfur mixed in with her hair, which Lin Chuan found somewhat intoxicating.

After a while of kissing, Yang Xiaoling collapsed into Lin Chuan's arms, panting heavily. Lin Chuan seized the opportunity and finally kissed her.

After kissing for a while, they were both somewhat confused and breathless.

Lin Chuan felt like he was about to explode. Consciousness and rationality were irrelevant in the face of his body's demands.

He carried Yang Xiaoling towards the room. At this moment, Yang Xiaoling, her face flushed, finally regained a sliver of consciousness. She pressed against Lin Chuan's chest and said, "You, you mustn't do anything rash. Let's wait until we're married, okay?"

Yang Xiaoling's words finally brought Lin Chuan back to his senses, and he carried Yang Xiaoling back to the kitchen.

"I'm sorry, I acted impulsively, Xiaoling, you are so beautiful."

As he spoke, Lin Chuan kissed Yang Xiaoling on the forehead again. After kissing her, he put Yang Xiaoling down, and with his head still sticking out, he ran to the other side of the table and sat down.

Yang Xiaoling didn't dare to look at Lin Chuan anymore. She lowered her head and straightened her clothes. Lin Chuan observed her for a moment and didn't seem particularly angry.

Lin Chuan's passion was too strong, and he was holding back too much. He didn't dare to stay any longer. After talking for a while, Lin Chuan hurried home in the dark.

He was afraid that if he didn't leave soon, he really wouldn't be able to resist; the girl's flushed cheeks were more attractive than anything else.

When I got home, both Wang Long's and Wang Liang's families were still there.

"Uncle, how did your discussion go? How long will it take for the supply and marketing cooperative to open?"

At noon, Lin Chuan told Lin He to discuss with Wang Hu that Wang Hu would find people and he would supervise the work to renovate the supply and marketing cooperative.

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