Rural Beauty 755, Main Text 755 – The young girl forgot to pick up her inner garments 755 – Chapter: The young girl forgot to pick up her inner garments. Land Yun naturally heard the furious roar, yet didn’t expect that with a mere toss of his hand, he’d send the one who had been vigorously tossing around inside Ma Cuihua’s waterfall cave straight into the other’s head—this seemed even more bizarre than the incident of the "Sky Wedding." "Damn it! Such a sensual aroma—who’s been trampling through my cornfield, tearing up my shoes?" The roar echoed again, and faint footsteps approached steadily toward Land Yun and Ma Cuihua’s hiding spot. Ma Cuihua, still unable to straighten her disheveled skirt, grabbed Land Yun, who was still standing there stunned, and urged, "You’re still standing there? What are you waiting for? Hurry up and run—don’t you want to be caught in the act?" Suddenly, Land Yun flashed her a bright, sparkling glance, grinned, and said, "Ma Cuihua, auntie, why are you so nervous? Do you know who owns this land?" Ma Cuihua was now utterly panicked, never imagining this would be someone's cornfield. Her mind was filled with the scene of being discovered with Lu Yun in the cornfield, and then having that person spread the news throughout the village. She blushed and stammered, "Hurry up! If we don't move soon, we'll be too late!" Lu Yun naturally didn't intend to stay. Though the footsteps he heard were somewhat urgent, they weren't rushing—nor could he quite make out the voice of the person speaking, which he recognized but heard only faintly from a distance. Slowly rising, he smiled warmly at Ma Cuihua, saying, "Cuihua Aunt, what's the hurry? At worst, once people find out, you can just step up and give a performance—single woman facing two men!" "What nonsense are you talking about?" Ma Cuihua exclaimed, startled. "Are you treating me like a mere old lady? You don't move, you just stand here, and I'm going to vanish right before your eyes!" Seeing Lu Yun still hesitating, only busy chatting with her, Ma Cuihua grew even more agitated and turned sharply, heading toward the river channel. Lu Lu Yun shook his head, breathing steadily and smiling, “No way—how could his legs keep up with ours?” Ma Cuihua heard Lu Yun mention ‘legs,’ her eyes brightened instantly, and she laughed, “Little Yun, now I understand what you just asked me. This corn field belongs to Li the Lame from the village—only his lame legs can’t keep up with us.” Before she finished speaking, a sudden roar came from afar: “Good heavens! What in the world has gone wrong? Which turtle-hermit has come to ruin my corn? Come out—come out right now!” Ma Cuihua, hearing the strained cry, chuckled softly, “With that lame gait of his, what can she possibly do to me when I step out?” Xiao Yun, we'd better hurry—we're already down to the ground working now. Lu Yun nodded and joined Ma Cuihua as they stepped into another patch of corn. Li Qie's roar still echoed behind them. Lu Yun felt a pang of regret. Li Qie, now in his fifties, had never married, and no one knew why. He always stayed by his small, dilapidated house, refusing anyone to come near, rarely interacting with others. He had a rather odd temperament—whenever someone approached his home, no matter who it was, he'd always give them a scolding. Because he lived alone and was physically disabled, no one had ever minded. But recently, some rumor had started in the village claiming that there were treasures hidden in his small, rundown house. Most villagers had laughed it off—given Li Qie's circumstances, what could his home possibly have that would be considered valuable? Now, for the sake of their own convenience, Lu Yun and Ma Cuihua had damaged a significant portion of his corn. In his mind, Lu Yun could almost see Li Qie's face filled with indignation. As he was distracted, he was suddenly pulled forward by Ma Cuihua and tripped on a Ma Cuihua was caught off guard, knocked down by Lu Yun's sudden collision. Both of them rolled together onto the ground, but since Ma Cuihua was beneath, her soft body cushioned Lu Yun and he remained unharmed. This, however, left Ma Cuihua in quite a predicament—being hard-pressed and forcefully laid flat by Lu Yun, her body struck and bruised, nearly shattered in the process, with no part of her untouched in pain. "Cuihua Aunt, you're all right, I tripped on my foot—let me help you up," Lu Yun said, his face full of pain. "What are you grumbling about? Are you any more hurt than I am?" Ma Cuihua replied, clearly exasperated. Lu Yun frowned, nodded, and glanced down at his own body. Ma Cuihua followed his gaze, hesitated, then covered her mouth and chuckled softly, “Well, that’s your doing—how could you not think of something good? Now you’ve made a mess of it all. You’ve brought your own misfortune upon yourself, haven’t you? Haha!” “Cuihua aunt, your two big white pieces—didn’t you always say they were full of meat? But now, with me standing here, they feel so stiff, so hard, that I almost lost my entire investment,” Lu Yun said, supporting Ma Cuihua with one hand while covering his crotch with the other. Ma Cuihua glared at him, “You have the nerve to say that? I was nearly crushed under you—how could you have thought of anything else? You were so unsteady on your feet, I nearly fainted. Oh, my!” Before she finished speaking, the hands that had been gently massaging her bottom suddenly began to move and flutter, and she cried out in surprise. Lu Yun stepped forward, pressed a hand over Ma Cuihua’s mouth, and whispered, “Cuihua aunt, What's wrong with me? Did I really squash you flat with my hip? Actually, what Land Yun meant to say was—wasn't his collision, through the skirt, somehow jolted her into a state of excitement? Ma Cuihua had no patience to waste on small talk with Land Yun, and hurriedly said, "Xiao Yun, I forgot my undergarments in Li Qiezi's cornfield. I was in such a rush just now that I didn't have time to pick them up. What am I supposed to do now?" Lu Yun was stunned—what a mind this old lady had! She didn’t even know she’d been holding her own intimate garment in her hands. Classic case of always looking ahead and never attending to the present. Lu Yun spread his hands out helplessly and shook his head in resignation: “Cuihua Aunt, this time I simply can’t manage it. Li Qie isn’t just looking around—he’s clearly going to have a hard time with this.” Cuihua grew anxious immediately, muttering, “What shall we do? If he takes it home…?” Before she finished speaking, Li Qie’s voice came from afar: “Which woman doesn’t uphold her virtue? Come to my cornfield to ruin her shoes—now what about this undergarment? Don’t you want me to take it back to the village and display it in public? Then let your husband himself come and personally recognize it!” … PS: Calling for monthly ticket support—now we’ve reached ninth place on the Dragon List. Monthly ticket holders, please continue your support—more monthly tickets, more monthly tickets! Rural Beauty 755, Main Story 755—Update: The intimate garment forgotten at home—now complete!