Although nearly twenty years have passed, Hei Feng still clearly remembers what happened that summer day.

She was just ten years old at that time, an age when she didn't understand anything. There was a lot of rain in the summer, and one day it was very hot. There were dark clouds outside at noon, and soon there was lightning and thunder.

When the rain stopped and the sun came out, her parents and brother went out to work, leaving her at home to look after the house.

It was an afternoon, and it had rained. The ground in front of her house was wet, and the leaves were stuck in the mud. She was too lazy to go out, so she sat on the rolling stone in front of the main room and did needlework.

Then, she heard footsteps approaching, and then someone shouted to her: "Little girl, has your pig escaped?"

Hei Feng raised his head suddenly and saw his pig actually opened the door of the pig pen and sneaked out.

The person who spoke left after reminding him, but Hei Feng was stunned.

After a moment, she suddenly put down her sewing and rushed out. She stepped blindly on the dirty muddy ground with her shoes, not bothering to pay attention to the pig that ran out.

She followed that man like a thief, unable to take her eyes away from him.

Just then, a fat aunt next door came out to pour water. She met him and the two of them said hello.

After he walked away, Hei Feng quickly walked over to the fat aunt and inquired.

"Auntie, who is that eldest brother who just passed by? Is he from our village?"

No wonder Hei Feng asked this. This was really the first time she had seen this man. He was so handsome and tall and straight. She had never seen a man as good-looking as him in the whole Changping Village.

The fat aunt smiled and said: "Whatever you are asking, girl, must be from our village, Yang Huaming, the fourth son of the old Yang family at the north end of the village."

"The fourth child of Lao Yang's family?" Heifeng knew that there was Lao Yang's family in the north of the village, but she had never asked how many sons they had, because they were all much older than her, especially Yang.

The third child is about the same age as her father.

The fat aunt then added: "Also, don't call me brother. According to your seniority, you have to call me uncle. When they get married, my daughters will run around everywhere!"

"Ah? What...when did it happen?"

At that moment, Heifeng felt that the village he had lived in since childhood had become unreal.

From that day on, Heifeng's soul disappeared.

When she has something to do, she always likes to go to the north end of the village, especially the alley of Lao Yang's house. She likes to hang out there, just to see him again.

I have never seen such a handsome man in my whole life.

She also had another idea, which was to see what kind of woman his mother-in-law was.

She must be a handsome beauty who can match him.

But she didn't expect that when she saw Ms. Liu, she couldn't believe it.

She almost had her eyes popping out of her head and couldn't find anything remotely related to good looks on her body.

She racked her brains and couldn't figure out how Uncle Yang could marry an ugly and slovenly woman like Mrs. Liu!

Is he blind? Is he blind?

She looked at her body, which was less than ten years old, and she didn't look like a woman at all. Even if Uncle Yang didn't marry that ugly woman Liu, it wouldn't be her Hei Feng's turn.

Hey, it would be nice if she was a little older, even a few years older. It's a pity, it's a pity, so a handsome man was harmed by an ugly woman...

So later she got together with Li Sanlang from Lijia Village and gave him her innocent body. Part of the reason was because he looked a bit like Uncle Yang when he was young.

Many years have passed, and although Fourth Uncle Yang has grown older, she can never forget the amazing feeling he gave her back then.

As these years passed, his family members became more and more numerous. The eldest wife, the younger one, and even the daughter were married and became the father-in-law, so she had no other thoughts.

In her opinion, men are like flowers, their color is not as good as before, and they are exploited repeatedly by the big wife and the little wife, and they have a litter of children...

Such a man is no longer interesting, like chewed sugar cane.

Until the last time Uncle Yang came to see her about Yang Yongqing.

This was the first serious conversation between the two of them in so many years. He seemed to have tidied himself up that day. He was wearing decent clothes, his hair was done, and his beard was shaved. He looked fresh and fresh. That day

The feeling came back instantly, and then I shamelessly took the initiative to get involved.

I blocked Fourth Uncle Yang several times, and he kept talking and taking advantage of her verbally, but he never did anything physical.

He didn't know if he was not interested in her, or if he was jealous but not courageous. Especially today, he left her here and ran away. He didn't know if she would be afraid of walking back alone as a woman after dark.

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Hei Feng returned to the village in despair. She had fooled around with other men before and had been rejected, but she had never felt this way. She was so full of grievances that she even felt that it was not worth it and that he had looked down upon her.

She was not afraid of being looked down upon by other men, but he felt looked down upon, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

Compared with Hei Feng's hidden feelings and her grievances, Yang Huaming forgot about the matter after running away.

Even when he walked into the house and saw the large bowl of spicy scrambled eggs that Liu had just put on the table, he stopped immediately.

"What a big deal today, you scrambled so many eggs, bitch, did you find a gold ingot?"

Yang Huaming asked nonchalantly, grabbing a piece of scrambled egg and throwing it into his mouth.

"Huh? This egg tastes...something wrong? What kind of egg is this?"

He twisted another piece and threw it into his mouth and ate it.

Ms. Liu brought the food over and glared at him: "Take it easy. If I don't serve you the food, you should eat the food in advance. It's heartless!"

Yang Huaming chuckled, took the bowl and started to eat it.

Ms. Liu also sat down opposite him and told Yang Huaming everything about today while eating.

Yang Huaming shook his head when he heard this, "You women, you can argue about sesame seeds and millet. It's really boring. Eating is still fun."

Mrs. Liu clicked her lips and continued: "...the duck eggs in this bowl were sent by the fifth younger brother and sister. Most of them are to supplement the eggs I sent to the woman with a long tongue."

Yang Huaming paused with his chopsticks and became amused, "You're the only one who still calls someone a tongue-tied woman? Just grow out your tongue and take a look, and you'll probably be able to throw it to the entrance of the village."

Mrs. Liu gave Yang Huaming a hard look and said, "My mouth has to eat, so I don't have time to scold you. Let's scold you together later!"

The next meal was like a fight. As long as Yang Huaming picked up the duck eggs, Liu's chopsticks would definitely go over to slap his chopsticks, and then grab the duck eggs he liked and stuff them into his mouth.

Yang Huaming was so angry that he couldn't take it anymore. His face turned red, and Mrs. Liu became even more proud.
Chapter completed!