Happy Little Farmer-Chapter 539
Ye Tongβs cooking skills, though slightly inferior to Zhou Wenhuiβs, were still a feast for the senses. ππΏπππ ππππ¨πππ.ππ π
After all, having been shadowing a master chef every day, even a novice wouldnβt be that bad at cooking.
Of course, Yang Fan was an exception.
Itβs not like he never set foot in the kitchen; he often dealt with the task of tending the fire, but he didnβt manage to learn a thing about cooking.
If he had to cook for himself, it might be an exaggeration to say he could starve to death.
After lunch, Wei Juan and Ye Tong gathered up the dishes together.
Yang Fan was already getting handsy on the side, having been energized by food and drink, he of course had to find something interesting to do.
When her skirt was lifted, Wei Juan blushed profusely, her entire being resembling a cooked crab.
She kept glancing nervously at Ye Tong and whispered in Yang Fanβs ear, "Fanzi, you, you go with sister-in-law first..."
"Nah, Iβm busy here. You two can pretend Iβm not around for the time being." Ye Tong raised her dishcloth and immediately said, "However, I suggest you two find another spot, thereβs not much room to maneuver here."
"Sister-in-law... you, you join us too," Wei Juan said with a voice as faint as a mosquitoβs buzz.
Ye Tong raised her hands, "Look at me, I havenβt finished cleaning up yet, hmm... Iβll come over in a bit."
"Sister-in-law, I suspect youβre trying to slack off, but itβs okay, you continue with what youβre doing; weβll wait for you," Yang Fan said with a laugh.
Sister-in-law was obviously stalling; how could they let her get away with that?
Ye Tong gave Yang Fan a sidelong glare and chided lightly, "When have I ever slacked off? Itβs just a small matter."
"Exactly, itβs just a little thing, so hurry up." While Yang Fan spoke, his hand didnβt stay idle, already craftily slipping under Wei Juanβs skirt.
"Ah..." Wei Juan let out a soft moan, her already red cheeks deepening in color.
So red they seemed translucent, almost shining with a glossy sheen.
Yang Fan exclaimed happily, "Xiao Juan, it seems like itβs really happening."
Wei Juan pursed her lips, "I... I donβt know."
"Oh come on, weβll find out soon enough," Ye Tong said with a laugh, her hands finally finished with the task at hand.
"You two go to the room first; Iβll go wash up."
Yang Fan looked at sister-in-law suspiciously, "Sister-in-law, didnβt you just wash up?"
"Iβm washing my hands, washing my face," Ye Tong replied, "Cooking has left me smelling like grease, itβs uncomfortable. Donβt worry, I wonβt run off; you donβt need to watch me like Iβm a thief, Iβll definitely come over in a bit."
"Sister-in-law, if you dare to run off, youβll be a little dog," Yang Fan said.
"Woof woof..." Ye Tong let out a playful laugh, suddenly imitating a dogβs bark twice.
Yang Fan: ...
Sister-in-law like this, absolutely adorable.
He had never even seen sister-in-law in such a playful mood before.
"Alright, Iβm coming over in a bit, I definitely donβt want to be a little dog," Ye Tong said with a smile.
She breezed past Yang Fan and Wei Juan like a whiff of fragrant wind, suddenly sidestepping to land a smack right on Wei Juanβs tender white buttocks.
Smack!
The palm meeting the buttocks created a crisp sound.
...
Little Mother wasnβt home, so Yang Fan truly let himself loose.
Moreover, he finally had meat today.
After so much persistence with Wei Juan, he finally got what he wanted.
Although she was a married woman in name, to Yang Fan, she felt essentially no different from a young girl.
If it werenβt for Wang Daqiangβs call, today Yang Fan might have continued playing with sister-in-law and Wei Juan until the evening.
No matter how they played, it was never enough.
It was just when he was thinking of changing the plan and arranging another time with Wang Daqiang that sister-in-law forcefully stopped him.
Ye Tong, who hadnβt been properly dressed since waking up in the morning, couldnβt take it anymore.
Yang Fan reluctantly cleaned up the battlefield and left the house.
Mounting his trike, Yang Fan met up with Wang Daqiang at Gao Lanlanβs little supermarket by the entrance to the village.
Gao Lanlan, still dressed in a sexy tracksuit, sat under a sunshade munching on melon seeds and having an intermittent chat with Wang Daqiang. However, this wild woman seemed to have little interest in making conversation with Wang Daqiang; she would only slowly respond after he asked a question.
As Yang Fan parked his trike nearby, Gao Lanlanβs eyes immediately lit up, and she asked enthusiastically and happily, "Fanzi, where are you going?"
"Iβm going to stroll around in the county with my brother Old Wang. Taking advantage of the good weather today, to be a street wanderer," Yang Fan said, waving and greeting Wang Daqiang.
Gao Lanlan laughed, "Take me with you, will you? I havenβt been to the county for a stroll in a long time, and I can sell a couple of clothes on the side."
"What about your store, then? Will you close it?" Yang Fan asked.
Gao Lanlan said with complete indifference, "This lousy store, what could happen if itβs closed for half a day? Canβt make much money anyway. Iβm not joking with you; if itβs convenient for you, then take me along, otherwise forget it."
"Letβs go," Yang Fan said.
Gao Lanlan immediately chirped happily, "Then wait for me a bit, let me pack up."
Yang Fan nodded, touched his pocket, and was about to pull out a cigarette when Wang Daqiang had already handed one over to him.
"Fanzi, are those stories about her true or false?" Wang Daqiang leaned against the vehicle and asked in a low voice.
Yang Fan chuckled and said, "Didnβt you doubt yesterday evening that I had that thing going on with her? How come youβre still suspicious today?"
"Iβm just... just curious," Wang Daqiang chuckled.
Yang Fan asked softly, "Interested?"
Wang Daqiang didnβt respond, just sneakily glanced towards Gao Lanlanβs room.
Yang Fan understood immediately by that look.
"Old Wang, I think you really donβt learn, βBetter to have none than have something shoddy,β" Yang Fan said solemnly. "If youβre thinking of getting married again, I think youβd better go on a few blind dates. As for Sister Gao, you better give up on that thought."
The guy had just endured a crazy tirade from his wife, nearly becoming the most wronged man in history.
The aftertaste of that incident hadnβt even passed yet, and he was already considering getting involved with Gao Lanlan.
Although this woman might not be as vicious and ruthless as his ex-wife who was now in the slammer, wearing cuckolds would definitely be unavoidable.
If the two of them became an item, Wang Daqiangβs cuckold hat would surely be donned one after another.
Moreover, Gao Lanlan was different from those women who cheated for money; she purely had a stronger craving for that aspect, continually seeking thrills.
Wang Daqiang, chuckling awkwardly, waved his hand and said, "I was just speaking off the cuff. I donβt have those kinds of thoughts, and she wouldnβt look at me anyway."
"Itβs better that you donβt even hope for Sister Gao to take an interest in you. Take my advice; itβs really not a good thing," Yang Fan said.
Even though he had been with Gao Lanlan, he still felt compelled to warn Wang Daqiang about this idea.
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