Chapter 1: Helping Out to the End

“Yanchun Jie, how much longer?”

“Dafu, it’ll be done soon, just hold on a little longer…”

“I can’t, Yanchun Jie, I’m tired, I can’t do it anymore!”

“I’ll do it myself, you rest for a bit!”

Wang Dafu sat down on the ground and actually lay down.

Yanchun laughed, “You silly Dafu, helping out to the end, this time you helped Yanchun Jie, Yanchun Jie remembers your kindness, next time, I’ll cook noodles for you!”

Wang Dafu’s eyes lit up at the thought of eating noodles made by Yanchun Jie.

You see, Yanchun Jie was not only beautiful, but her cooking skills were also the best in the village.

Her oil-splashed noodles were incredibly fragrant. Wang Dafu had eaten Yanchun Jie’s noodles once and couldn’t forget the taste, always wanting to eat them again.

Seeing Wang Dafu’s simple and honest expression, Yanchun Jie wanted to laugh.

Her dead husband went out to work, only coming back once a year. He wasn’t here, and neither was the money. Young Yanchun Jie stayed in the village alone, a widow, feeling empty and always wanting someone to talk to.

Doing farm work was even more difficult for her, a delicate woman.

Whenever she had the chance, she would call over Wang Dafu, the fool next door, to help her. It was like having free labor, no need to pay wages, how great.

Wang Dafu was naturally intellectually disabled, easy to fool, but he had a lot of strength, and he was easy to use. He had endless energy when it came to work.

But even the best mules get tired.

Wang Dafu had helped Yanchun Jie with farm work for most of the day, pulling out the fruits and vegetables from the field and cleaning them up, carrying them home in baskets. Now he was exhausted.

Yanchun Jie worked slowly beside him, washing the fruits and vegetables, her eyes involuntarily glancing at Wang Dafu lying on the ground.

Her heart felt a little warm. She thought, this silly Dafu, though simple, had a good body. His muscles were bulging, he was big and strong, his whole body exuded masculine hormones.

This made Yanchun Jie, who hadn’t seen her husband for a year and a half, suddenly feel dry-mouthed, her heart pounding, her face flushed. She quickly turned her head away, pretending to work seriously.

“Yanchun Jie, I’m thirsty, I want to drink… water!”

On the ground, the motionless Dafu suddenly spoke.

Yanchun Jie put down the faucet, nodded and smiled, “Okay, Dafu, you wait, I’ll get you some water!”

Soon, she brought out a large glass of cold boiled water from her room, ready to hand it to Wang Dafu.

Wang Dafu smiled foolishly, reaching out to take it, but accidentally knocked over the water in the cup, wetting Yanchun Jie’s clothes.

“Ah, Yanchun Jie, you’re wet.”

Wang Dafu was about to use his hand to dry the water on Yanchun Jie’s body!

The wet clothes revealed her figure faintly.

“It’s okay, Dafu, you did that on purpose, right? You’re so naughty! You’re teasing me!”

Yanchun Jie handed the remaining water to Wang Dafu, unable to help but laugh.

Wang Dafu laughed while gulping down the water.

His Adam’s apple bobbed, his masculine breath spread, Yanchun Jie’s heart beat faster.

“Dafu, do you think I’m pretty?”

Yanchun Jie deliberately straightened her chest.

Wang Dafu nodded seriously, “Of course Yanchun Jie is pretty!”

“Compared to your Xianhua Sao?”

“Hehe, Yanchun Jie is pretty, my Xianhua Sao is even prettier…”

Yanchun Jie snatched the cup in anger and glared at Wang Dafu.

“Humph! Dafu, you’re silly but not stupid, you know about men and women, do you think I’m not as good as your Xianhua Sao?”

Wang Dafu shook his head gently.

Yanchun Jie was not convinced. Everyone in the village said that there were a few incredibly beautiful women in their Jiangliu Village. One was the widow Wu Xianhua, also known as Wang Dafu’s Xianhua Sao, and the other was Yanchun Jie herself.

Unfortunately, both of these beautiful young wives were without husbands, lonely and restless, guarding their spring boudoirs. The two women were also secretly competing with each other, their wildness making even the village animals stare.

Back to Wang Dafu, Yanchun Jie was still not satisfied. Looking at Wang Dafu’s strong body, she couldn’t settle down.

Her dead husband wasn’t around, and she couldn’t stand this life anymore.

Looking at Wang Dafu’s silly and innocent appearance, Yanchun Jie felt a surge of emotion within her. She liked the smell of Wang Dafu, she liked the way he smiled.

Thinking about this, Yanchun Jie blushed, squatting down and looking at Wang Dafu.

“Dafu, do you like me?”

She deliberately flipped her hair and puffed out her chest.

Wang Dafu didn’t understand what she meant, but he just nodded foolishly.

“Like, I like you!”

Yanchun Jie covered her mouth and laughed, “Then work hard for me, and later Yanchun Jie will not only cook noodles for you, but also fragrant steamed buns!”

“I… want!”

Wang Dafu was actually getting bolder.

Yanchun Jie covered her mouth, her cherry-red lips parted, big enough to fit an egg.

“Good heavens, you silly Dafu, you’re not silly at all!”

She patted Wang Dafu and giggled, covering her mouth.

“Yanchun Jie, I, I don’t know what’s going on…”

Yanchun Jie’s pretty face burned red. She looked around, making sure no one was around. This was her own yard, no one would come in.

She grabbed Wang Dafu’s hand.

“Come with me, I have something to tell you.”

“What?”

“Just come in!”