The Rural Beauty 975, Main Text 975, Chapter 975: Prevention is better than cure Lu Yun smiled brightly, yet in his heart he wasn't really confident—wasn't Yanping's supposed never-fading tear truly worth tens of thousands? Lu Yun tapped his fingers restlessly. If Yang Yanping were to deceive him, then perhaps he wouldn’t be able to raise enough funds to redeem Yu Ying’s husband—worse still, Yu Ying’s husband might end up with a missing arm or leg, or even worse, lose his life altogether. With Wang Heihu’s actions, Lu Yun now knew that the people who moved in the social circles were all cold-hearted and ruthless—Zhao Kai’s cousin, the man with the scar, was the very best example. Without Iron Lan’s iron plaque, Lu Yun couldn’t even guarantee that his own head would still be attached to his neck. Therefore, he could only do his best to redeem Yu Ying’s husband, and his greatest hope rested entirely on Yang Yanping’s never-fading tears. The quiet Xiao Huan suddenly interjected with a smile, "Brother-in-law, what else could Lu Yun possibly expect in return? Of course, he'd like to do something with you—didn't you just feel terribly uncomfortable just now? Then, after that, Lu Yun will take good care of you, pouring that warm essence right into your well." Naturally, Yu Ying knew exactly what Lu Yun meant by "compensation," but when Xiao Huan suddenly spoke up, Yu Ying blushed and scolded, "Dead girl! You've been so thoroughly dried out, always giving me cold remarks from the side. Do you think I'll put up with my own discomfort and let Lu Yun have his way with you instead?" Little Huan looked a bit frightened, smiled at Yu Ying and said, "I'd better not do it anymore—I'm already so weak that if I continue, I'll truly be unable to get out of bed for days." Yu Ying laughed heartily, "Then just shut up and stop criticizing your sister from the side." Huan hesitated and said, "Sister, I won't say anything—I'll keep quiet. I'll close both of our mouths." On hearing this, Yu Ying was momentarily taken aback, but soon recovered and laughed, "Dead girl! You're clearly making a fuss—had Land Yun spray that hot liquid into you, and yet you've tightened your legs so much, aren't you really hoping to conceive Land Yun's child?" "Xiao Huan did indeed have this thought at the beginning, but when she thought about Lu Yun's current youthful age, how could she possibly have conceived a child with him? She simply tightened her lower lip, merely hoping to prolong the warmth's stay in her body. However, Xiao Huan had her own concern, furrowing her elegant brow with a look of puzzled inquiry: 'Sister, could it really be that I'm truly carrying Lu Yun's child?' Yu Ying chuckled warmly: 'That's quite possible. Though Lu Yun is still young, I can assure you that his seed is of the finest quality—otherwise, he wouldn't be so capable and so adept at making others feel overwhelmed.' Xiao Huan felt a surge of delight. If this were true, then should she indeed become a single mother? Lu Yun, somewhat disheartened by the conversation, turned to Yu Ying and said: 'Sister, this can't be true. I'm only just beginning to be a father?' "This really depends on how accurate your aim is. Didn't you often hear of child-marrying girls, some marrying as young as ten or twelve? They still have children, don't they? And those little ones aren't half as capable as you are, are they?" As she finished, Yu Ying deliberately drew out the last words, her eyes full of amusement. Lu Yun withdrew his arm, rubbing his head thoughtfully. This was indeed a troublesome matter. If he truly managed to plant a seed, what kind of situation would unfold? Just thinking about it made his head feel as if it were full of stones. "Lu Yun, don't worry," Xiao Huan said softly, resting her head against his chest. "I never imagined I'd have children before. If I actually have your child, I'll be deeply grateful to you. It's you who gave me the chance to become a mother, who allowed me to truly become a woman." Lu Yun simply couldn't grasp such concerns at his current age. Right now, his mind was already spinning. Heaven help him—what if he truly planted a seed and ended up making Xiao Huan pregnant? Would he then simply ignore her entirely? Yet, thinking again of Xiao Ying and the others, Lu Yun felt uneasy about himself—how could he face Xiao Ying and the others, after all, spending so much on women outside and ending up with a child? Seeing Lu Yun's brows tightly furrowed, Yu Ying realized he had been hurt by her words and felt a bit helpless regarding Xiao Huan's remarks. In private, she gave Xiao Huan a subtle glance and, with a cheerful laugh, said to Lu Yun, "You poor thing, what's the matter now? You're always the kind who eats everything up and just walks out without a trace!" "I'm not—!" Lu Yun hurried to object. "I know you're not, but—" Yu Ying had intended to tease Lu Yun, watching his growing anxiety, and chuckled warmly. However, before Yu Ying could finish speaking, Xiao Huan stepped in and said, "Lu Yun, we were just joking with you and your sister. Have you ever heard of any young man in our village who, by the age of thirteen or fourteen, has already made a young lady pregnant?" Yu Ying, hearing Xiao Huan speak the truth and seeing Lu Yun genuinely growing anxious, immediately agreed, saying, "Exactly. You're truly not easy to amuse. But we've been preparing for this very situation—after all, someone as extraordinary as you, we suspect, may not even be known among the women of this land." Lu Yun silently breathed a sigh of relief, though he now realized he would have to be more cautious indeed. After all, even in the case of Liu Fengxi's household, when he and Tingting had shared their intimacy, Liu Fengxi and her sisters had already warned them to proceed with care. From now on, he truly needed to be more restrained.