The Village Beauty 185, Main Text 185 – Unfortunate Village Name 185 Unfortunate Village Name Would you mind if I stayed at your place for two days? This is the textual content of Chapter 185 of "The Village Beauty 185." Ling Xiaoman looked at Lu Yun with eager anticipation—her expression was so warm and approachable, it seemed as though she were a kind, neighborly big sister, completely embodying the image of a middle school teacher. Lu Yun scratched his head. Ling Xiaoman’s words had clearly made a strong impression on him. Mr. Liu, the sports teacher, was well-known for being a romantic, and from her tone, it was clear that he had already developed a strong interest in Ling Xiaoman—the fresh, pure young woman. With her staying at the school, Lu Yun felt genuinely uneasy. Yet, his own family was quite poor—his modest little houses simply didn’t have enough space to accommodate Ling Xiaoman. Even if he could find room, would Ling Xiaoman be able to bear living in a rural home where rats scurried everywhere? Lu Yun was torn between his heart and mind—on one hand, he didn’t want to leave Ling Xiaoman at the school, where she might be treated like a mere guest; on the other, he was afraid that when she saw the condition of his family, she would feel condescended upon. “Lu Yun, are you really going to make it? I’ve always wanted to come down to the countryside and see it for myself,” Ling Xiaoman noticed Lu Yun’s shifting expressions and thought he was afraid she’d act like a spoiled lady, so she added, “The green vegetables from the countryside—those are hard to find even in the city, you know. Won’t you be too stingy to let the teachers come over to your place for meals?” I’m stumped! This is pushing us right into a corner. Since the conversation has gone this far, Lu Yun had no choice but to decide. Goodness, if this lovely young lady ends up being spoiled by Liu’s man, then it’s a real pity—better that than having her go to waste! Lu Yun found his mind drifting off to more sinister thoughts as he watched the accomplished art teacher, once so confident, now meekly pleading with him. He immediately replied, "Alright, as long as Ling Teacher doesn't mind our simple rural meals and modest accommodations, you can stay as long as you like." Ling Xiaoman, being young and enthusiastic, immediately burst into cheers, like a child untouched by worldly matters, clapping her hands excitedly, "That's wonderful! Finally, I can escape that person's persistent pursuit!" As soon as she finished speaking, she realized her mistake, blushing and looking embarrassed, "Lu Yun, I wasn't really—." Lu Yun chuckled, "I know. It's not just you—it's the entire faculty, including the students, who are dissatisfied with him. This man is simply too tactless! He's even managed to make his move on Ling Teacher. I'll definitely file a complaint with the Education Commission principal, to dampen his bold and presumptuous attitude." Ling Xiaoman turned crimson, stammering, unable to speak. Seeing that it was getting late, Lu Yun called out, "Ling Teacher, your car? It looks like it's going to rain—let's head back now." Suddenly, Ling Xiaoman became hesitant. "I don't have my own car. My father sent someone to drive me directly here when I came to the school." Upon hearing this, Lu Yun felt a quiet sense of admiration—another well-to-do family, indeed. He nodded, then pointed to the back seat. "Then I'll have to be a bit of a bother to you—please sit in the back. I'll ride with you." Ling Xiaoman nodded and settled into the back seat. The cool breeze swept up her skirt, and she quickly clutched her delicate hands tightly, blushing and saying, "Alright, let's go." Lu Yun shifted his leg onto the seat, called out, "Hold on tight!" and then gave a firm kick—his brand-new bicycle shot forward like an arrow. Ling Xiaoman gasped, instinctively wrapping her hands around Lu Yun's waist, her tall, soft figure pressing firmly against his back. Lu Yun felt his heart racing, the vehicle speeding up, and Ling Xiaoman kept calling out, "Slow down, slow down!" The bicycle sped along the uneven rural road, and as it rocked and jolted, Lu Yun felt his back gently stroked by two soft masses—unbearably comfortable. He chuckled, "Ling Teacher, it seems you haven't ridden a bicycle much, have you?" Ling Xiaoman clung tightly to Lu Yun, her voice delicate, "Yes, actually, I've always longed for the feeling of riding on a bicycle, gliding through the countryside, but I've never had the chance to try. Hehe, today you've helped me fulfill a long-held wish—thank you so much!" Lu Yun felt deeply pleased. Being held by such a beautiful teacher, hearing her express her gratitude, his modest sense of pride was fully satisfied. He smiled, "Whenever I get the chance, I'll take you out for outings often." "This sounds a bit ambiguous. Although Lu Yun is just a teenager, Ling Xiaoman hears it and feels a warm flush rise to her cheeks, chuckling to herself with a touch of self-mockery: 'What am I thinking about? He's just a child, expressing his feelings in a pure and sincere way. It seems that as people grow older, their thoughts become increasingly hard to grasp.' She didn't realize that Lu Yun, such a smooth operator, was clearly taking advantage of her by saying this. Even though it's a rural setting, Lu Yun had picked up from TV dramas—filled with love and romance—how girls typically like things. Riding his bicycle with his favorite girl, leisurely gliding along country roads, this kind of experience is, for city dwellers used to concrete and steel, truly a generous gift. Bicycles, couples, farmland, quacking sounds—when nobody's around, you can even do some good things by going in. Genuine communication, genuine communication! The corn fields on both sides of the road, with their golden-yellow stalks still holding a hint of green, were rapidly retreating under Land Yun's determined efforts. Over the course of nearly ten miles, Land Yun never felt such swift progress before. Sparse houses began to appear ahead, and villagers, getting ready to head out to work, started to join the road. Land Yun turned to Ling Xiaoman and said, "We're almost there." Ling Xiaoman nodded once, then remained still, curiously observing the crops on either side and occasionally offering warm smiles to the villagers who looked her way. Land Yun had told her they were approaching the field so she could let go of his arms and be seen—by the village elders and relatives—being held by a stylish, strikingly beautiful woman. Land Yun always felt a bit odd about that. But Ling Xiaoman seemed to have missed the meaning in Lu Yun's words, still tightly wrapping her arms around his waist, her chest pressing even more closely against his back. "Oh, by the way, Lu Yun, I haven't heard the name of your village yet!" Ling Xiaoman tightened her arms and asked. Lu Yun stepped slightly back, shook his head and said, "Ling Teacher, you'd better not know it." Curious, Ling Xiaoman asked, "Why? Isn't it just a village name? Surely there's something special about it?" "There's no secret at all," Lu Yun thought, already imagining Ling Xiaoman's reaction upon learning the name. "It's just that the name itself is quite unseemly." Ling Xiaoman pressed on, "Tell me, then. Can I really arrive here and not know the name of the village?" Lu Yun managed a smile, saying, "Very well. Our village is called 'Cheng Taijian' Village." Pfft! ... Rural Beauty, Chapter 185 – The Unseemly Village Name Updated!