Rebirth 78: Hunting for Treasure in the Mountains, Spoiling My Wife and Daughter to the Heavens

It was raining heavily outside.

The sky never cleared up again that afternoon.

The room was damp; the two of them washed and then sweated again, and then they had to wash again.

In short, the sweat can't be washed away completely.

Knowing that Zhao Jia Huan had difficulty even getting out of bed, both of them were completely sober.

"This kang (heated brick bed) is too hard, how are you going to sleep at night?"

"You still want to sleep here?"

"Are you expecting me to go back limping like this?"

Zhao Jia Huan was about to get off the kang (a heated brick bed) when he spoke.

This time, Lu Weiguo dared not do it again.

"Sister Zhao, I was wrong, please stop making a scene. If Uncle Zhao sees this, he'll kill me."

"Now you know to call me 'Uncle'?" Zhao Jiahuan's lips curled up. "It's alright, I don't need you to take responsibility. That bastard Lao Zhang, I don't know where he ran off to with that little girl. He thinks he's cleaned up his mess and I don't know? That county town isn't that big, if he's looking for a young girl, I can find out, right?"

Zhao Jiahuan opened the window, and a gentle breeze dispelled the smell of sweat from the man's body.

"Our relationship has probably come to an end. You're just a spice in my life. I won't look for anyone else in the future, and I don't want to live a life of widowhood forever."

But this seasoning is really strong; it's the first time I've ever felt this exhilarated.

Mature women appreciate openness.

The mindset is relatively more open.

However, no matter what Zhao Jiahuan said, Lu Weiguo dared to maintain this relationship until 1983.

You should know that during the 1983 crackdown, even a male dog passing by that day could be dragged out and shot if it glanced at a girl.

If Zhao Jiahuan turns against him, he'll probably be riddled with bullets from a Type 56 semi-automatic rifle.

Lu Weiguo sat silently on the kang (a heated brick bed) smoking.

Listen to Zhao Jiahuan tell stories about his family.

Tell her about her experiences, her past, and her family.

It was only then that Lu Weiguo realized that Zhao Kaishan was also a remarkable person.

He wanted to be a "phoenix man" (a man from a poor background who achieves success in the countryside), and he also wanted his daughter to not look down on such men.

They found another one for Zhao Jia Huan.

That is Zhang Benmo, but no one expected that Lu Weiguo's rebirth would completely change Zhang Benmo's life trajectory.

Otherwise, Zhao Kaishan wouldn't have made a mistake in choosing a son-in-law.

But none of that mattered anymore; neither of them ate dinner.

Waiting for the moon to appear on the willow branches.

Inside the house, however, a problem arose regarding where to sleep.

"No! You can't sleep with me, I don't want to!"

Zhao Jiahuan's personality can change in an instant; he can be as proactive in the afternoon as he is stubborn in the evening.

"Sister, what are you doing? Where else am I supposed to sleep if I don't sleep here? This is the only kang that's heated; the others aren't."

In Northeast China after October, the temperature difference between day and night is extreme.

No matter how hot it is during the day, it's basically unbearable at night without heating the kang (a traditional heated bed).

Moreover, the unheated earthen bed wasn't cold, it was just chilly.

Lu Weiguo would rather sleep wrapped in a wolf-skin rug in the snow than sleep on a cold kang (heated brick bed).

In this day and age, 80% of joint inflammation is caused by sleeping on a cold kang (a traditional heated brick bed).

"That's your problem, I don't care."

Zhao Jiahuan unbuttoned one of the buttons on the white shirt, revealing a patch of white skin.

Then she licked her fingers and gave Lu Weiguo a flirtatious wink.

A mature woman who wants a man to give in will never use her temper, but rather rewards.

"Why didn't you do this sooner..."

Seeing this, Lu Weiguo shook his head helplessly.

"Lu Weiguo!" Before he could finish speaking, Zhao Jiahuan interrupted him, staring intently at him, and said, "Do you even know what you're like now, and how satisfied you were with me this afternoon? If you keep dawdling, how can I possibly hold back?! How am I supposed to go home tomorrow?!"

Lu Weiguo was speechless after being rebuked by this sentence.

Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger.

She's the kind of woman who hasn't been with a man for two or three years.

Even Lu Weiguo couldn't bring himself to say something so ferocious.

They went to the storeroom and retrieved the wolfskin rug from the solid wood cabinet.

When I got to the cabin, I just got dressed and lay down.

A man and a woman alone together are considered to be in the same room.

The gentle rain continued to fall outside, and Zhao Jiahuan felt a long-lost sense of satisfaction.

I was lying on the windowsill, lost in thought.

He was so proactive in the afternoon, and even said those things.

Does she regret it?

Honestly, a little.

However, she thinks it's worth it.

She said some things only halfway, leaving the other half unsaid.

Zhao Kaishan didn't like her, but in order to consolidate his position in the family, he made her marry Zhang Benmo, a man from a poor background who had achieved success.

These are all true.

But she didn't say the second half.

She was not convinced.

They're all girls, so why doesn't Zhao Jiaying have to bear these burdens?

They're all girls, so why is Zhao Jiaying allowed to choose her own life?

Therefore, she always wanted to prove herself.

Now, seizing Lu Weiguo is an absolutely golden opportunity.

Lu Weiguo's abilities and her foresight regarding policies far exceeded her father Zhao Kaishan's expectations.

This was discovered while we were working together.

Therefore, being able to get this man before Zhao Jiaying is only one aspect.

Using one's body or other means to tether this man is another matter entirely.

What she regrets is not that she gave her body away.

Instead, she regretted not doing it sooner, including that night when they watched the movie together.

Lu Weiguo was indeed exhausted. No matter how strong an ox is, it can't keep up with continuous plowing without rest.

Listening to the even breathing, Zhao Jiahuan tiptoed and opened the door to the small house.

At this moment, Lu Weiguo was so cold from the air that he curled up into a ball, looking just like a quail that had been roasted.

"Why didn't you just put on a coat!"

Zhao Jiahuan stomped his feet in anger.

No wonder when her sister-in-law passed away, she found a good friend to take care of her husband.

This man really just makes do when his wife isn't home.

Carefully stepping onto the kang (heated brick bed).

Zhao Jiahuan unbuttoned his shirt.

He pulled Lu Weiguo into his arms from behind.

And I must say, that sheepskin coat was quite soft.

The pure cotton shirt was then draped over the two of them.

A man's body should ideally be like a furnace.

But at this point, things turned out the other way around.

Lu Weiguo felt the temperature and his body churned.

Finally, she snuggled into Zhao Jiahuan's arms.

By the moonlight, Zhao Jiahuan watched Lu Weiguo greedily sucking at the air.

A motherly smile radiated from her face.

She stroked his hair as if he were her own child.

The next morning.

The rooster crows three times.

Refreshed.

When Lu Weiguo opened his eyes, he saw Zhao Jiahuan's huge dark circles under his eyes.

"Sister... what are you doing here?"

"You have the nerve to say that?! You don't even need to eat today!!"

Lu Weiguo licked his lips; it did indeed have a slightly milky smell.

Awkward, indescribably awkward.

Fortunately, they were all adults, and there were still a few local village households that hadn't been visited by the end of the morning.

Lu Weiguo indeed didn't eat, but Zhao Jiahuan ate three huge steamed buns with meat filling at Zhang Wei's steamed bun stall!

Until I start working.

Zhao Jia Huan added menacingly, "You eat mine, I eat yours! Now we're even!"