Chapter 1168: As night fell, the lights outside the car glowed softly. At 138看书网 www.13800100.com — first publication of the text "Lu Yun smiled and said honestly, 'After I return, I'll either face a scolding from my auntie for three days straight, or get bundled around by my uncle with a broom handle and have my backside beaten up.' Qiangwei heard this and giggled softly, 'Well, I can just have you escorted to the door, then claim that I was tricked by some villain, and that you rescued me in a heroic fashion. Then I'll have you stay for dinner in the county town.' Lu Yun shook his head vigorously, like a windmill, saying, 'That won't do. Once I return, I'll speak plainly and truthfully.' Qiangwei nodded, carefully steering the car while teasing, 'Then what? Just say you spent the whole morning rolling around on the bed with me, and overslept?' Lu Yun was left speechless—this was indeed a valid point. Sometimes, a little gentle deception was truly necessary. During their visit to the county town, although they sold the few tears that never melted for a good price and had gained a better understanding between them, there were still some regrets. Land Yun's greatest regret was that he hadn't taken the time to visit Liu's mother-in-law. In fact, if Liu's widow truly intended to open a shop and establish herself in the county town as she claimed, Land Yun wouldn't have been particularly eager to meet her. What he feared most was that she hadn't come to the county town at all, but had instead left this place entirely. As she once told Land Yun herself, a woman living under someone else's shadow carries inner sorrows only she knows—should she wish to escape, she could simply vanish without a trace. Land Yun was most afraid that Liu's widow would quietly disappear from this land without a word. "Are you still thinking about your Liu's mother-in-law?" Qin Wei smiled. "I didn't expect you to be so sentimental—so devoted to a widow who is much older than you. Shouldn't you also show a little of your affection toward me, my dear sister?" Lu Yun was deeply troubled, but upon hearing Qingwei’s words, managed a forced smile. "Weiwei, as long as a woman treats me well, I’ll regard her as part of my own life." Qingwei remained silent for a moment, then the car suddenly jolted—seeming to have plunged into a mud pit. Taking a deep breath, Qingwei regained her composure and said, "I believe you." Outside, the darkness was complete; the trees by the sides, illuminated by the car lights, appeared eerie and solemn. "Xiaoyun, would you like to try something new with me?" Qingwei suddenly broke the somewhat heavy atmosphere. Lu Yun nodded and smiled. "What kind of thing?" "Car sex!" Qingwei clearly said the two words. "Car sex?" Lu Yun asked, puzzled. "Yes, that’s exactly what it is—men and women doing that kind of thing in the car." Qingwei smiled warmly, her gaze lingering subtly on Lu Yun. He had indeed experienced some outdoor adventures, but never actually tried a "car experience." First, his family was financially strained—so tight that they couldn't even afford a new bicycle, let alone a car of this caliber. Second, Lu Yun had never imagined he'd end up doing something intimate with a woman inside a car, given the relatively cramped space, which simply wouldn't allow much room for maneuvering. He generally avoided experiences that didn't fully satisfy him, even if they felt exciting at first—he never settled for anything lacking in enthusiasm. Still, when he and Yanping sister went on an outdoor outing, Yanping sister accidentally twisted her foot. On the return tractor ride, could that not be considered a "car experience"? "Hey, Sister Weiwei, let's save this for another time when we have more time. For now, let's head home—otherwise, my aunt and uncle will worry about me," Lu Yun politely declined. Rosa didn't mind at all, simply nodded and said, "Alright, but please remember next time. Also, try to come visit me weekly from now on—don't you want me to know you're thinking of me? I'm actually thinking of you quite a bit." "Rosa, is it you who's thinking of me, or is it just your little mouth down there that's missing you?" Land Yun replied with a mischievous smile. Rosa spat out, "A dog can't spit pearls—do you really think I'm only interested in that stick in your pants?" Noticing a hint of mild irritation in Rosa's tone, Land Yun quickly apologized, "Absolutely not." "Then, I'm currently driving, and my little mouth down there is getting quite itchy—would you mind helping me scratch it?" Rosa said with a surprising statement, glancing sideways at Land Yun. Hmm... "Rosa, we're still driving. If I go down there to scratch you, won't that affect your driving? I don't want to have any mishaps with this black engine." "Lu Feng's father had an accident on this very road, and Lu Yun has some lingering anxiety, not wanting a similar tragedy to unfold on his own. Qiangwei gave a dismissive sniff. "Don't you believe in my driving skills? How about I give you a little high-speed thrill?" Without waiting for Lu Yun to respond, she stomped on the accelerator, and the car's speed surged dramatically, causing the ride to become increasingly bumpy. "Wivi, please slow down a bit—we're almost at the village entrance. Oh my!" Lu Yun was completely out of his element, his head repeatedly bumping against the roof as the vehicle sped along the rural road. "Idiot, buckle up!" Qiangwei held the steering wheel with full concentration, yet didn't forget to tease Lu Yun. "No need. Look at that light ahead—there, that's the village of Cheng Taizheng." Lu Yun steadied himself and pointed toward a cluster of lights in the distance. "We've arrived so quickly," Qiangwei murmured, her tone clearly tinged with a hint of disappointment. "Weiwei-sister..." Lu Yun called out, as if trying to comfort her a bit. Ranqi smiled gently, "What do you want me to be called for? Isn't it clear now? You'd like to have one last car-shake session with me before we reach the village, wouldn't you?" Lu Yun retreated decisively. The lights in the distance were getting closer, and the village buildings were now clearly visible. Ranqi slowed down the car, yet within just a few minutes, they reached the village entrance and stopped. Turning to Lu Yun, Ranqi said, "Xiaoyun, I'll just drop you off here." Lu Yun was surprised, "Sister, aren't you coming back with me? I still hoped you'd help me out with my story." "No way," Ranqi said, with a forced smile, her face full of quiet melancholy. "Hurry up and get off the car—my night life is still waiting for me back home." As the night fell, after parting from Lu Yun, she would be alone to face the long night ahead. With her graceful figure and beauty, if she were to find a man, the line would stretch for miles—yet none of them ever truly reached her heart, and none made her feel at ease. Loneliness often crept in, filling her body and soul as night fell. "When you've gone a thousand miles, you must eventually part ways," and now, it was time to say goodbye. Fortunately, it wasn't a farewell of life and death—there would be plenty of opportunities to meet again. Lu Yun opened the car door, stepped out, and leaned against the window, smiling playfully at Qiangwei. "Wēi-wēi, take good care of that little mouth of yours down there. When I come back next time, I’ll make sure you experience what it means to be yu-xian-yu-sǐ—literally, to die from sheer delight." Qiangwei spat out a stream of air, scolding, "Get off your high horse! Take your money and go already—don’t waste any more time with your fancy words!" "Then, on my promise, you drive safely on the way," Lu Yun said, making a firm commitment, and then turned, carrying his money bag, to walk back "Oh, you young fool! Never has a man slept on Sister's bed before—you're the first." Roses watched Lu Yun's back, murmuring to herself. At that moment, Zhao Lao San and Ling Xiaoman also stepped out of the room. Zhao Lao San watched his wife, holding a broom, seemingly giving strong pushes to Lu Yun, yet actually missing the mark entirely, standing by the doorway with a broad smile, neither stopping nor intervening. Boys should be a bit mischievous and restless; if they're too reserved and rigid, they won't amount to much when they grow up. Ling Xiaoman, however, couldn't just stand by and watch. She hurried over and gently urged, "Uncle, Lu Yun has returned now—please stop hitting him." Xiao Ying and Dan Dan also came forward to offer their support. Hao Donglian, flushed with frustration, paused mid-swing and said, "This little brat is simply not easy to manage! Think of what would happen if something went wrong when he goes to the county town—how would I and my brother-in-law manage for the rest of our lives?" As she spoke, tears streamed down her face. "Uncle Hao, I'll take her aside and give her a good talking-to later. Don't cry, please—let's go inside first. Once we're in, I'll ask Lan Yun in detail about what she's been doing all day." Ling Xiaoman kept soothing her, and Hao Donglian finally stopped weeping. "Uncle Hao, I haven't done anything wrong." Lan Yun wiped the tears from Hao Donglian's face with her hand, thinking to herself: "Actually, being scolded like this feels really happy—having someone care for me, someone who loves me. What could be more fulfilling than that?"