"When I was very young, my parents died, and I was sent by relatives to the county theater troupe to dance and perform. I found the dream I passionately loved, but the good times didn’t last long. Soon after, my master passed away, and they brought in a new theater manager, a hypocritical beast. He, he threatened me with work and physical force and forcefully took my virginity when, when I was only sixteen or seventeen years old, sob, sob, sob..."
"It was because of this that I was filled with fear of the outside world. After the troupe disbanded, I didn’t dare go out and make my way in the world, so I ended up marrying that old man Wu Damming. Who knew, he, he was also fooling around outside, sob, sob..."
Jia Lanhua curled up, crying very sadly.
Zhang Xiaoshan frowned, showing a hint of pity.
No wonder Jia Lanhua was so fierce and difficult.
"What about that beast?"
Jia Lanhua, with tears in her eyes, said pitifully.
"I, I don’t know, after that I just wanted to stay as far away from that beast as possible, how would I go about finding out his news," Zhang Xiaoshan said with certainty.
"Sister Lanhua, you are my woman now. To bully you is to bully me; even the things from before, I remember them," Zhang Xiaoshan said decisively.
"Whenever you get any news about that beast, just tell me. I will definitely help you seek revenge," he added.
"Um, thank you, Little Shan," she said.
At this moment, Jia Lanhua needed to trust Zhang Xiaoshan immensely, hugging him even tighter.
Zhang Xiaoshan patted Jia Lanhua’s back, soothing her to sleep like one would a child.
When Jia Lanhua woke up the next day, Zhang Xiaoshan had already disappeared.
Touching the pillow that still held Zhang Xiaoshan’s scent, Jia Lanhua realized she had become immensely dependent on him.
Time flew by swiftly.
Half a month passed in a blink of an eye.
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The renovations at the White Dragon Pharmaceutical factory were proceeding vigorously.
The development of the White Dragon Agricultural Company was also very smooth. Luo Meili, after all, was an experienced hand in the industry. With Zhang Xiaoshan backing her financially and with the policy support from the town manager Ma Zhiming, in addition to buying agricultural products and mountain goods during this period, they also expanded the two grain, oil, and seafood shops left by the Wang family, opening a branch in the county seat.
After collecting the goods, they selected high-quality products to sell in the county without middlemen making a profit, and additionally being genuine pesticide-free agricultural products, they were of high quality and low price, selling very well. In a very short time, it became a star industry in the county.
News of Wu Yong’s disappearance also began to ferment in the village, but no one cared, just thought of it as post-dinner entertainment. Even his parents weren’t too worried. A pest is a pest, and quite a few people secretly hoped Wei Bao was dead.
Construction of the school had partially progressed; the main structure was almost complete, and its outline was beginning to show.
Zhang Xiaoshan spent his nights sometimes joyfully comfortable with Yu Xiuxiu, sometimes secretly cultivating. He absorbed the Earth Core Green Flame stolen from Sun Heng, and using the Nine Palace Qiankun Furnace, he learned artifact refining and alchemy, gaining some insights. During the day, he treated the villagers’ illnesses, strolled around the village, and even flirted with the primary school teacher Xu Jing a few times, enjoying a very comfortable life.
That day at noon, while he was resting at the school, suddenly someone pushed open the door.
"Damn, it’s been a while since I last saw Su Xiangmei. I hope she’s not here to demand her son again..." Zhang Xiaoshan panicked.
The person who entered was wearing a light sweater and a pair of jeans, looking very charming, much younger than Su Xiangmei.
"What are you doing here in the middle of the day?" Zhang Xiaoshan, seeing it was Tao Qian, let out a sigh of relief, grateful it wasn’t Su Xiangmei asking for her son.
Tao Qian walked to the bed and said with a mischievous smile.
"Don’t worry, Wu Biao went gambling, and his mom went to the market, no one’s at home, they won’t know I’m out."
"What are you here for?" Zhang Xiaoshan asked.
Tao Qian, this sly one, cunningly said to Zhang Xiaoshan,
"Last time, you said you would send me away in another month at most, and the time is almost up. If we delay further, a new year will begin. I, I haven’t seen my parents for almost a year, they don’t even have any news of me, I..."
"When exactly are you going to send me away?"
Zhang Xiaoshan smiled.
"What if I said to wait a bit longer, would you go and snitch like last time?"
Tao Qian, already subdued by Zhang Xiaoshan, frantically explained,
"You, don’t misunderstand, I don’t mean that, I know I can’t beat you here, snitching would only backfire on me, I, I’m begging you, have pity on me. Besides, as a man, you wouldn’t go back on your word, right?"
Zhang Xiaoshan stared at Tao Qian without saying a word.
Tao Qian immediately became somewhat guilty and lowered her head.
"Then, if it’s inconvenient for you, I’ll wait some more. I, I’ll leave now."
She got up somewhat dejectedly, ready to leave.
Suddenly, Zhang Xiaoshan raised his hand and grabbed Tao Qian’s sleeve.