Back to the Eighties: Mountain Foraging is Also a Way of Life
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The reason Fang Xiuying shut her mouth was obvious: she had realized she was in the office.
If they were seen by colleagues right now, Fang Xiuying would be utterly humiliated.
However, while her mouth was closed, Fang Xiuying wasn't an idiot, so she began to struggle violently.
As she struggled, she whispered in shamed anger
"Wang An, what are you doing? Do you have any manhood at all? You're even hitting a woman."
Unfortunately, in front of Wang An, Fang Xiuying's height of barely 1.6 meters and weight of less than 100 jin made her seem like a little chick.
Thus, despite struggling for a long time, Fang Xiuying's efforts were completely useless.
After the first slap, Wang An still felt unsatisfied, and Fang Xiuying's struggle was indeed quite intense. So, Wang An pressed down with his left hand, swung his right arm, and delivered another heavy slap.
After three consecutive slaps, Wang An spoke in a threatening tone
"Can you speak properly? Huh? Can you speak properly? Do you just want a beating?"
It had to be said that when facing someone like Wang An, who didn't care about gender and would hit whoever he pleased, you really had no move.
The most critical point was that Wang An didn't care about so-called "face" at all. He just hit her; what was she going to do about it?
Furthermore, Wang An hadn't faked those three slaps; he had used ten percent of his full strength.
By now, Fang Xiuying's backside was likely bright red.
Fortunately, those three slaps had snapped Fang Xiuying out of it, and they had certainly hurt.
Fang Xiuying kept rubbing her backside, her two beautiful large eyes becoming watery, with tears ready to spill over at any moment.
Looking at Wang An's half-smiling expression, Fang Xiuying said aggrievedly
"You actually hit me so hard it hurts, hmph~"
For some reason, Fang Xiuying managed to put a quiver into that final "hmph."
Unfortunately, at this moment, Wang An didn't have a single shred of desire to be tender toward a delicate woman.
Seeing that Fang Xiuying wasn't answering the question properly and was instead complaining about the pain, Wang An's eyes sharpened, and he said fiercely
"Are you going to talk? Or do you want more?"
As he spoke, Wang An raised his palm again, poised to continue the beating if she said one wrong word.
This time, Fang Xiuying finally panicked. No longer caring about her grievances, she hurriedly said
"I'll talk, I'll talk! My sister went to the countryside; my sister was arranged to go to the countryside for medical consultations."
Hearing this, Wang An was momentarily stunned. In this era, doctors were already going to the countryside???
To be honest, Wang An really didn't know about this; he had simply never paid attention to such things.
Whether he paid attention or not wasn't that important, but why was it that Fang Xiu'e had gone to the countryside, and not the useless Fang Xiuying?
One must remember that Fang Xiu'e carried the great responsibility of helping Wang An "cool his fire"!
Holy shit, what the hell is he supposed to do now?
Thus, Wang An asked with a face full of confusion
"Why didn't you go to the countryside? Why did your sister have to go? Why are you so inconsiderate?"
It had to be admitted that the way Wang An asked this was truly shameless—shameless to the extreme.
Hearing this, Fang Xiuying was completely dumbfounded. People driven by lust were simply too terrifying.
Seeing Wang An's disappointed expression, Fang Xiuying didn't dare to be stubborn and hurriedly explained
"I went the first few times. It just so happened that I had a surgery the day before yesterday that delayed me, and then... then I couldn't go."
By the end, as Fang Xiuying looked at Wang An's large hand and his unfriendly expression, her voice suddenly became small.
Wang An stared at Fang Xiuying for a long while. Feeling that she wasn't lying, he said helplessly
"Fine. Give me the production process and method for that medicine. I'm going to research setting up a factory."
Unable to "fire his cannon into the shell" in time, Wang An's mood was genuinely shitty. The feeling was clearly
"A surge of passion wasted, a heart full of hope turned to bubbles."
Turned straight into bubbles. God damn it!
Seeing Wang An looking withered as if he were about to die at any moment, Fang Xiuying rubbed her backside with teary eyes and tentatively said
"How about... how about I go home with you once, in place of my sister?"
Wang An looked at Fang Xiuying's face, which was almost identical to Fang Xiu'e's. To be honest, he did feel a small impulse.
However, Wang An's reason ultimately triumphed over desire. He gave Fang Xiuying a sidelong glance and said
"In your dreams. Hurry up and give me the production process and method; I'm busy."
Seeing that Wang An's expression didn't seem great, Fang Xiuying was very sensible. Of course, she couldn't afford not to be sensible; her backside simply couldn't take it.
With Wang An's formidable strength, a single slap was a genuinely grueling experience.
So, very quickly, Fang Xiuying pulled a few folded pieces of white paper from her pocket and handed them directly to Wang An.
Wang An took the papers and, without even looking, stuffed them into his pocket. Since he couldn't "fire his cannon," he currently had no interest in anything.
Then, Wang An said to Fang Xiuying
"Alright, get back to your work. I'm leaving."
Leaving Fang Xiuying with no lingering hope, Wang An turned and walked away.
After leaving the hospital, Wang An boredly lit a cigarette. Having failed to "shell the cannon," he suddenly felt empty inside; it was quite dull.
After thinking for a moment, Wang An started walking toward Wu Dong's house.
Wu Dong's house wasn't far from the hospital. Wang An strolled along without much rush, found a secluded corner to take a leak, and then continued toward Wu Dong's place.
Just as Wang An was wondering what Wu Dong and the others had been up to lately, he suddenly heard the unique "put-put-put-put" farting sound of a sidecar motorcycle.
Subconsciously, Wang An turned his head slightly to look, and his eyes instantly widened into perfect circles.
The reason was that he saw Sun Nian!
Of course, seeing Sun Nian wasn't a big deal. The county town was small, and bumping into someone you knew was very normal.
But the current Sun Nian was completely different from usual.
From the moment he met her, Sun Nian's impression on Wang An was that she was always meticulous about her dress and grooming.
In short, she was very capable and spirited. Combined with a beauty that rivaled Mu Xueqing, it had to be admitted that this woman, Sun Nian, was extremely attractive.
But now, while her beauty remained unchanged, she looked like a complete female lunatic.
That was why Wang An was so shocked.
Sun Nian was wearing a white shirt, the top buttons undone, revealing a snow-white swan neck and collarbones. He didn't know how many days she had worn the shirt, but it was already wrinkled and crumpled.
Her hair was unkempt, hanging loose and wild, and her face was pale, as if she hadn't even washed.
While Wang An was staring in a daze, the sidecar suddenly stopped right in front of him.
(End of Chapter)