Living like a widow? My rough neighbor is coaxing me to have a baby every night.

Chapter 135 How can one live a life of widowhood?

Having not slept well all night, Xu Yuecheng, sporting dark circles under his eyes, wandered aimlessly around the county town early in the morning.

It wasn't until the sun was high in the sky and his stomach was rumbling loudly that he finally drove the car back to the backyard of the machinery factory.

The jeep had just been turned off when, before we even entered the gate, we could hear the yard was bustling with activity, like it was Chinese New Year.

Xu Yuecheng paused for a moment after pushing open the half-closed iron door.

The stone table was laden with dishes, and the rough men who usually only knew how to eat steamed buns were gathered in a circle, wielding their chopsticks with incredible speed, fighting over the food until their faces turned red and their necks bulged.

Xiao Lan stood by the table, having changed into a light blue polyester shirt and dark blue trousers. Her hair was neatly combed, and she wore her signature cheerful smile as she served rice to the starving group with a large ladle.

She looked dignified and poised, with not a trace of the seductive allure she had shown last night.

Xu Yuecheng felt a strange tightness in his chest.

The soft, warm touch from last night was still burning in his palm. He'd been agonizing over it all morning, while the other guy acted like nothing had happened.

So he was the only one putting on a one-man show?

"Yuecheng is back?"

Hearing the noise, Xiao Lan turned around and greeted her naturally, "Hurry up and wash your hands and eat. I made braised pork today. If you come late, there won't even be any soup left."

Her tone was frank, her eyes clear, as if the woman who had offered her breast to him last night was not her at all.

Xu Yuecheng's throat tightened, he nodded haphazardly, and walked to the tap to wash his face.

As he sat down at the table, Xiao Lan had already served him a full bowl of rice, topped with two large pieces of braised pork belly with alternating layers of fat and lean meat.

"Eat more. You look so tired. Didn't you sleep well last night?" Xiao Lan handed him the chopsticks and asked casually.

Xu Yuecheng's hand trembled, and he almost dropped his chopsticks on the table.

He glanced up guiltily, only to find that Xiao Lan had already turned around to greet others.

"Old Gao, there's no meat left in your bowl? Come on, let your sister-in-law get you a piece."

The tall, thin man named Gao Jun immediately held out his bowl, grinning from ear to ear: "Thank you, sister-in-law! You really care about me! This meat is delicious, even better than the chefs at the state-run restaurants!"

Gao Jun is an old bachelor, in his mid-twenties and still unmarried. He is usually the most honest and unassuming person in the team, but today he is acting like he's been injected with chicken blood.

"Eat more if you like it, there's more in the pot." Xiao Lan smiled and added another spoonful of broth to his bowl.

Xu Yuecheng chewed on the piece of braised pork in his mouth, but now it felt like chewing wax.

He ate his rice with his head down, making a loud, booming noise.

Just as Xu Yuecheng was about to push his bowl and chopsticks away after finishing his meal, Gao Jun, that skinny bamboo pole, suddenly stood up.

"Sister-in-law, take a rest! This whole table of food must have worn you out. I'll take care of the dishes!" Gao Jun snatched the dishcloth from Xiao Lan's hand and quickly began to clean the table.

Xiao Lan didn't refuse, and smiled as she took a step back: "Okay, Lao Gao, then I'll trouble you. I'll make you a new pair of shoe soles later."

"Oh, that's wonderful! The shoes my sister-in-law made are so comfortable!" Gao Jun was so happy that his mouth almost stretched to the back of his ears.

He is twenty-six years old this year, and has been a bachelor for twenty-six years.

The bed was always cold. At night, besides listening to the noises from the couple next door, I could only wrestle with my own five fingers. Only those who have endured it know how unpleasant it is.

He secretly glanced at Xiao Lan.

That waist, that buttocks, and that bulging mass under the shirt—the way she swayed when she walked was enough to steal your soul.

This is a deadly fairy.

Although she was a widow, all the young women and wives in the surrounding villages combined couldn't match the power of Xiao Lan's single finger.

If he could really bring this woman home, cook and do laundry for her during the day, and roll around in her warm body at night, he'd be happy to give up ten years of his life.

Gao Jun's Adam's apple bobbed, and he swallowed hard, feeling the fire in his crotch burn even brighter.

Xu Yuecheng sat next to him, holding an empty cigarette box in his hand. He pressed down hard with his thumb, and the box dented with a "crack".

The kitchen is in a corner of the yard, and it's semi-open.

Gao Jun was washing dishes inside, the water splashing loudly. Xiao Lan leaned against the doorframe, the two chatting idly.

"Sister-in-law, I heard that a new movie, 'Romance on Lushan Mountain,' is showing at the county cinema. I heard it's...very good."

Gao Jun was a little nervous, and his voice trembled slightly, "Are you free tonight? I'd like to invite you to a movie."

The brothers who were picking their teeth and chatting in the yard suddenly perked up their ears.

Xu Yuecheng had just taken out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but before he could light it, his movements froze.

This old Gao, is he a toad trying to eat swan meat?

He glanced at Xiao Lan instinctively, certain she would refuse. After all, she was Guangzong's wife; she should know her place.

"Okay."

A crisp response, like a thunderclap from a clear sky.

The match in Xu Yuecheng's hand snapped with a "crack".

Xiao Lan raised her hand to tidy her temples and said with a smile, "I'm cooped up in this courtyard all day, and I'd like to get some fresh air. Since Lao Gao is so kind, I'll go join in the fun."

Gao Jun clearly hadn't expected happiness to come so suddenly. He almost dropped the bowl in his hand, and was so excited he stammered, "Hey! Hey! Okay! Well... I'll change my clothes after dinner, and we'll go get a seat early!"

Xiao Lan smiled, turned around and went back to her room, her waist swaying more dramatically than usual.

With a soft "bang," the door closed.

The courtyard was quiet for two seconds, then erupted into chaos.

A group of rascals swarmed around Gao Jun, who had just come out of the kitchen, their eyes filled with mockery and jealousy.

"Holy crap! Lao Gao, you're amazing! You've been hiding your true talent!"

"You've already made an appointment? That's our team leader's wife, you've got some nerve!"

"What sister-in-law nonsense? Guangzong has been gone for over a year. A sister-in-law is a woman too; how can she live a life of widowhood forever?"

A burly driver winked and patted Gao Jun on the shoulder. "Old Gao, are you sure you're up to the task? Xiao Lan's figure is like a ripe peach; don't let your puny frame break down on the bed!"

"Hahaha! Exactly! I think your wife is in her prime, Lao Gao, you should eat a couple more kidneys tonight to nourish yourself!"

"Old Gao, take it easy, don't ruin the good land that Brother Guangzong left behind!"

Vulgar language, mixed with the tacit, lewd laughter between men, fermented in the sweltering air.

Gao Jun blushed deeply at the teasing, dodging the jokes while chuckling awkwardly, "Go away! What nonsense are you all talking about! I just invited my sister-in-law to see a movie, a proper movie!"

"Serious my foot! After watching, can't I take you home? And can't I come in for a drink of water? And once I have a drink of water..."

"Clang!"

A loud bang interrupted the laughter of the crowd.

Xu Yuecheng suddenly kicked over the stone bench he was sitting on.

The stone block, weighing several dozen kilograms, rolled several times on the ground before finally stopping after hitting the edge of the flower bed.

Everyone was startled and turned to look at Xu Yuecheng.

Xu Yuecheng's face was dark, the veins on his neck were bulging, and the cigarette in his mouth was half chewed up.

His gloomy gaze swept over the group of buddies who usually called each other brothers, finally landing on Gao Jun, who looked completely bewildered.

"Are you all just bored out of your minds?"

Xu Yuecheng spat out the cigarette ash, his voice icy cold, "Have all the vehicles been inspected? Have all the goods been inventoried? Are you still making money? Brother Qin will need the vehicles in a couple of days. If they break down, I'll skin you alive!"

The crowd looked at each other, shrinking back and not daring to utter a sound.

Although Xu Yuecheng usually has a quick temper, he doesn't hold back when joking with his brothers. Today, his outburst of anger is really inexplicable.

"What are you looking at? Get back to work!" Xu Yuecheng shouted again.

Everyone scattered like birds and beasts, some wiping the car, others moving goods. Gao Jun was so frightened that he shrank back, grabbed a rag, and crawled under the car, afraid of getting into trouble.

The courtyard instantly became quiet.

Xu Yuecheng stood under the blazing sun, his chest heaving violently.

He turned his head and glanced at the tightly closed door. Inside the wooden door, there was not a sound.

Last night she was still whimpering and complaining of chest pain in his arms, and today she's going to go to the movies with another man?

Do you still want to watch those kissing movies?

Xu Yuecheng felt as if a ball of fire was burning in his chest, causing pain in his internal organs, a hundred times worse than when he had a nosebleed last night.

"Hold."

He spat angrily, turned around, and strode out of the courtyard.