Chapter 40

Chapter 40

By the time they arrived at the town’s medical clinic, it was already late, and they had to bang on the door for a long time before anyone answered.

The doctor, woken from his bed in the middle of the night, looked extremely displeased, grumbling and muttering under his breath.

Lu Yao smiled cautiously, not daring to anger him, fearing that if he did, the doctor might throw them out, leaving them with nowhere else to turn.

At this moment, he couldn’t help but miss the hospitals from his previous life, where one could call emergency services no matter how late it was. Yet some people still weren’t satisfied, complaining about doctors who were stern or harsh, causing strained doctor-patient relationships.

They helped Zhao Beichuan into the clinic, and the doctor laid him on a long wooden bed, holding a candle to examine his swollen leg. "How did you get injured?"

"I slipped on the mountain."

"Here, Xiaolang, hold the candle while I check his bones." The doctor gripped his leg and felt along it from top to bottom.

Zhao Beichuan’s forehead veins bulged from the pain.

"The bones aren’t broken, but the tendons are definitely damaged. I’ll put a splint on it; he needs to rest and recover."

Lu Yao felt relieved that the bones were intact!

As the pain gradually subsided, Zhao Beichuan breathed heavily and thanked the doctor.

"There’s no need to thank me. Later, I’ll prescribe some blood-nourishing and qi-strengthening medicines. Try not to move around for a few days, and come back in three or four days. The total cost is three guan and seven coins."

Hearing the price, Zhao Beichuan nearly sat up from the bed in shock.

Lu Yao quickly held him down. "No amount of money is worth your life."

It was too expensive! If he had known, he wouldn’t have bothered with that fox.

Lu Yao paid the doctor and helped Zhao Beichuan back home with the medicine.

Lin Daman hurriedly asked, "How is it? Is it serious?"

Lu Yao replied, "The bones are fine, but it’s still quite severe. He needs to rest for a while."

"In that case, I’ll accompany you to town tomorrow to deliver tofu."

"Sure, let’s stop selling tofu at home for a few days; it’s too exhausting to manage both."

Zhao Beichuan lay in the cart, regretting his actions. Not only did he spend a lot of money treating his leg, but he also hindered his husband from earning money. Sigh...

When they returned home, Xiaonian and Xiaodou were still awake, their eyes red from crying. Grandma Zhao had tried to persuade them several times, but they insisted on waiting for their eldest brother to return before sleeping.

The mule cart entered the courtyard, and the two children ran out crying.

"Go inside; your brother is fine now." Lu Yao helped Zhao Beichuan slowly off the cart.

It was already midnight by then, and the children fell asleep as soon as they went inside.

The kitchen still had unfiltered soy milk, so Lin Daman finished making the tofu before resting.

Lu Yao washed his hands, blew out the lamp, and lay down on the bed. Zhao Beichuan grabbed his hand and whispered, "I’m sorry..."

Lu Yao sighed; he wasn’t angry anymore. After all, Zhao Beichuan had taken the risk for their sake. How could he blame him? But such things were too dangerous.

"Don’t go hunting on the mountain anymore. The money from selling tofu is enough; it’s not worth risking your life for a little more."

Zhao Beichuan squeezed Lu Yao’s hand guiltily. "I understand. I won’t be so reckless again." He was also scared; this time he was lucky. If there hadn’t been those trees below, he might have been in serious trouble.

"Let’s not talk about it. Get some sleep; we need to deliver tofu to town tomorrow."

*

Early in the morning, Lu Yao got up and harnessed the mule cart with Lin Daman. They loaded two boards of tofu onto the cart.

Zhao Beichuan’s injury would take at least ten days to heal. Lu Yao needed to ensure the supply of tofu to the town’s restaurants, selling what he could in the village and waiting until Zhao Beichuan recovered to sell the rest.

At the restaurant, they delivered the tofu, and Xu Bin was surprised. "Why isn’t Zhao brother here today?"

"He hurt his leg and is resting at home."

"Oh, is it serious? I have some bone-strengthening medicine for you."

Lu Yao quickly declined, "No, no, the bones are fine."

Xu Bin still insisted on giving him a chicken, saying the restaurant had attracted many customers because of the tofu and could afford a small expense.

Lu Yao reluctantly accepted the chicken and returned to the cart.

They delivered the second board of tofu to the station, but the merchants had already left and wouldn’t return until next spring.

After delivering the tofu, Lin Daman wanted to buy cloth and cotton to make winter clothes for the children. He had saved a guan over the past few months and hoped to save a few hundred more coins by the end of the year.

Lu Yao accompanied him to the fabric shop and remembered that Zhao Beichuan would find it difficult to wear pants with his leg in a splint. He bought two feet of silk to make him light undergarments.

When they returned home, someone came with beans to buy tofu.

Lu Yao quickly jumped off the cart. "Da Chuan hurt his leg chopping wood yesterday. We won’t be selling tofu for a few days until he recovers."

After the person left, Lin Daman suggested, "Boss, making two blocks of tofu doesn’t take much longer than one. Why don’t we make an extra block today and keep it at home? If anyone wants to buy tofu, they can come and get it. Zhao Boss can watch the house, and Xiaonian and Xiaochun can help weigh the tofu."

Lu Yao thought it was a good idea and mentioned it to Zhao Beichuan.

"Sure, I can manage." Zhao Beichuan was pleased; at least he wouldn’t be idle.

Xiaonian eagerly said, "Sister-in-law, teach me how to use the scale, and I’ll help sell all the tofu!"

Seeing everyone agree, Lu Yao soaked thirty pounds of beans to make three boards of tofu the next day.

After selling tofu in the morning, Lu Yao took out the silk and made shorts for Zhao Beichuan. It was simple; he cut the pattern and sewed it together.

Lu Yao offered to help change, but Zhao Beichuan was embarrassed, which annoyed Lu Yao, who pinched him hard.

"You have what I have. It’s not like you didn’t rub against me that day."

Zhao Beichuan blushed and reluctantly lifted the blanket to let Lu Yao help him put on the shorts.

Afterward, Lu Yao couldn’t resist touching him a couple of times, looking at the bulge and shyly saying, "When your leg gets better... we can do it."

Zhao Beichuan clenched his fists, trying hard to control himself.

Days passed, and Zhao Beichuan’s leg gradually improved. Although the doctor was greedy, his medicine was effective.

*

During this time, Zhao Beichuan and the children sold tofu at home, while Lu Yao and Lin Daman delivered tofu to the town.

Because they were both guys, they almost got into fights several times with drunk lechers. Fortunately, Xu Bin helped to defuse the situations.

Xu Bin was indeed very righteous. Knowing that Zhao Beichuan was injured and couldn't come, he always instructed the shop assistants to help move the tofu when delivering it. When settling accounts mid-month, he didn't drag things out and only deducted a small handling fee from the silver coins.

Earning eight or nine taels of silver in half a month, Lu Yao felt like he was on cloud nine. Who in the village made money as fast as him? He went straight to the butcher's and bought five catties of ribs, taking them home to stew a pot of meat to reward everyone.

When he got home, Lu Yao gave two pieces to Lin Daman.

Lin Daman waved his hands, "No, no, such expensive meat. The boss should eat it yourself."

"Take it. Without your help, I would have worried about how to deliver goods to town. Xiaochun and Xiaodong have also been helping sell tofu these days; we can't let the kids work for nothing. Let's stew some for them to satisfy their cravings."

Only then did Lin Daman accept it.

In the evening, Lu Yao started stewing the ribs and used the same method as before to roast a caramel color. The stewed ribs turned bright red, and the aroma wafted for miles, causing another commotion at the neighboring Tian family's house.

During dinner, Zhao Beichuan gnawed on a rib and said, "My leg is almost healed. Tomorrow, let Lin Daman stay home to sell tofu while I accompany you to deliver tofu in town."

"Sure, it's been hard on him running back and forth these days."

After dinner, Lu Yao heated a pot of water, intending to help Zhao Beichuan wash up because he hadn't been able to bathe due to his leg injury and had started to smell sour.

They sent the two children to bed early and closed the kitchen door. Lu Yao's heart pounded wildly.

Boiling water was poured into a large wooden basin. Since Zhao Beichuan was too big to sit comfortably, he had to undress and squat half-submerged, looking like a pitiful large dog.

Lu Yao, blushing, helped scrub his back. As he scrubbed, his hands started to wander, sliding down from his shoulders to his firm chest muscles.

Zhao Beichuan grabbed his hand, his voice hoarse, "Don't touch me there."

"I will. You're my husband; why can't I touch you?" Lu Yao pushed further, not just wanting to touch his chest but other places too!

Zhao Beichuan's breathing hitched, and he quickly washed himself clean, carrying Lu Yao to the empty front room.

The mat was already laid out, with bedding prepared. It seemed this kid had planned ahead.

Their moist lips met, and rough tongues delved deep into each other's mouths. Lu Yao wrapped his arms around his neck, passionately responding. After a long while, they finally parted, a silver thread connecting their lips.

Zhao Beichuan wiped Lu Yao's mouth with his thumb, "Is tonight okay?"

Lu Yao nodded, blushing.

Zhao Beichuan kissed him while unbuttoning his clothes, his rough hands caressing from his shoulders down to his nipples, kneading gently.

"Mmm, ah..." Lu Yao moaned in pleasure, grinding against the hardness beneath him, feeling Xiao Beichuan's erection.

Zhao Beichuan stopped kissing and leaned down to suckle his nipple, licking and biting. Lu Yao held his head, gasping for breath, yet still feeling suffocated, his mind dizzy from lack of oxygen.

Suddenly, a chill hit his lower body as his pants were pulled off. Lu Yao tried to close his legs, but they were forcibly spread apart, exposing his wet crease. He turned his head away, blushing, resigning himself to Zhao Beichuan's actions.

Rough fingers traced down his penis, caressing his soft, wet entrance. "Is this where it goes in?"

Lu Yao bit his lip and nodded.

"You said not getting pregnant means not cumming inside, right?"

"Mm..."

A finger slowly entered him. Lu Yao took a deep breath, feeling no discomfort but a sense of fullness. He thrust his hips, wanting more depth.

The finger began moving in and out, mimicking intercourse, sending waves of pleasure up his spine. Lu Yao couldn't help but moan, "Ah... Beichuan... faster... go faster."

Zhao Beichuan's Adam's apple bobbed, increasing his speed. Wet slapping sounds filled the air, and Lu Yao clamped his legs tightly around his hand, overwhelmed by the intense pleasure.

Zhao Beichuan added another finger, stretching him wider. Lu Yao gripped his wrist, "Slow down, it hurts a little."

Zhao Beichuan kissed his lips, slowing down until the lubrication increased, making it smoother, then gradually sped up again.

"Oh... stop... don't stop..." Lu Yao arched his back, his erect penis about to climax.

Just as he was about to reach orgasm, Zhao Beichuan withdrew his fingers, leaving Lu Yao frustrated and writhing.

Zhao Beichuan removed his pants, guiding his hardened penis closer.

"Ah... oh..." The hot penis brushed against his entrance, making Lu Yao shudder. The large head, slick with fluid, slowly pushed in.

Lu Yao looked up, seeing the purple-red shaft, unsure if his tight hole could accommodate it.

Just the head entering was painful, "Stop... it's too big..."

Zhao Beichuan kissed him deeply, biting his tongue, making it hard to breathe. As the lubrication increased, he thrust all the way in.

"Mmm!" Lu Yao sweated from the pain, his tight hole stretched to its limit, feeling every inch of the penis.

Zhao Beichuan struggled too, afraid of hurting Lu Yao, his forehead veins bulging from restraint.

After a while, Lu Yao adjusted to the girth, feeling a new kind of itchiness.

"Move... move a little... it doesn't hurt as much now."

Zhao Beichuan gripped his waist, slowly thrusting in and out. Both sighed in relief.

Lu Yao felt like crying. Was this what lovemaking felt like? Feeling enveloped in love, being filled completely—it was pure bliss.

As the pace quickened, wet slapping sounds echoed.

The massive penis pounded into Lu Yao's hole like a pile driver, making coherent speech impossible.

"Slower... slower... Beichuan... ah... ah... ah!!" Lu Yao's legs were draped over his shoulders, his waist held firmly, making him feel like a piece of driftwood tossed by waves.

The thick penis thrashed inside, pulling out with sticky fluids, the tight hole turning inside out, revealing pink inner flesh.

Intense pleasure left Lu Yao's mind blank. His erect penis dripped with pleasure, spurting without needing stimulation.

"Zhao Beichuan! I... I'm going to be... fucked... to death! Husband... ah... please..." Lu Yao's voice cracked, met only by heavy panting and faster thrusts.

His erect penis grew thicker, the tight hole reddening from the strain, wet and pitiful, the fluids foaming and dripping down.

"I can't... ah... ah... ah..." Lu Yao convulsed in climax, the intense sensation making him want to escape.

Zhao Beichuan lifted him up, standing and thrusting.

Lu Yao wrapped his arms around his neck, tightening his grip. This position made the thrusts deeper, the massive penis pushing upward, almost splitting him open.

"I can't... really can't... ah... ah..." Continuous climaxes left him like a fish out of water, convulsing uncontrollably, fluids spraying and drenching both their bodies. Zhao Beichuan paused, withdrew, then plunged back in, starting a new round of thrusting.

I don't know how long it took, but after a surge of acceleration, Zhao Beichuan finally growled and ejaculated onto Lu Yao's leg.

Lu Yao thought it was finally over, but unexpectedly, Zhao Beichuan put him back on the kang bed, held his penis, and inserted it from behind again.

"Damn it! Didn't you just come?" Lu Yao turned around in horror. Was this guy an animal? Even stallions need to rest, right? How could he get hard so quickly again???

"Please... no more... ah... husband..." Lu Yao's eyes rolled back from the intense stimulation, making it hard for him to breathe. "I'm going to die... ah... ah... ah... Zhao Beichuan, you bastard... you're an animal... a male dog! Waaah..."

A large hand covered his mouth, pushing fingers into his mouth, mimicking the rhythm of the thrusting behind, stirring his soft tongue.

Lu Yao couldn't cry out; he could only suck on his fingers, tears and saliva streaming down his face, much like the wet little mouth at the back.

The purple-red sex organ thrust into his prostate repeatedly. Lu Yao lay on the kang bed, his buttocks jiggling with each thrust. Suddenly, another storm of thrusts came, and Lu Yao cried out as he climaxed again. This time, he couldn't even ejaculate; his sex organ trembled, dripping urine.

"Stop... I can't take it anymore... waaah..."

But the only response was deep panting and even more powerful thrusts. Lu Yao lay on the kang bed, his body shaking. Was this God's compensation for his thirty-five years of celibacy in his past life?

He might be fucked to death here...

That night, the storm of thrusts never stopped, soaking the bedding.

*

When Lu Yao woke up the next day, it was almost noon. Last night had exhausted him thoroughly. Zhao Beichuan had gone to town alone to deliver tofu without waking him.

Xiaonian and Xiaodou were sitting on the kang bed sorting beans. Seeing Lu Yao awake, they hurried over. "Sister-in-law, are you feeling better?"

"Huh?"

"Big Brother said you were sick and not to disturb you." The children's faces were full of concern. Big Brother's leg had just healed, and now Sister-in-law was sick.

Lu Yao coughed awkwardly. "I'm fine, just a bit of a chill." He propped himself up and sat, muttering a curse under his breath. Calling him an animal wasn't unfair at all; that thing was so intense!

Back in school, he had heard classmates talk about it. Anyone who could last twenty minutes was considered a real man; most people lasted five to ten minutes. But last night, Zhao Beichuan must have gone for at least half an hour, multiple times. It was incredibly pleasurable, but also exhausting. That animal seemed tireless, going on and on without stopping.

Lu Yao supported himself by his waist and managed to get out of bed. The food in the pot was still warm, but he had no appetite and only drank a couple of sips of porridge. After eating, he planned to rest some more; his back was nearly broken. Next time, he couldn't let him go wild like that.

With nothing else to do, he rummaged through a box and found some scraps of cloth to sew a bean bag for the children.

Making the bean bag was simple; he cut six identical squares and sewed them together. Instead of sand, he grabbed a handful of beans from a basket and stuffed them inside, then sealed the opening.

The two children tossed the bean bag back and forth, playing happily. Suddenly, there was a knock on the front door. "Lu Yao, are you home?"

Lu Yao's eyes lit up, and he hurried to open the door, accidentally pulling at the sore spot behind him, causing him to wince in pain.

"Mum, why are you here!"

Outside the door were Lu's mother and Lu Yun. Lu's mother said, "We came to give you a message. On the sixth of next month, Lao Si is getting married."

Lu Yao looked at Lu Yun in surprise. He would turn seventeen this year, indeed old enough to marry. "That's great news. Where is his wife-to-be from? We'll come to the wedding."

"Not far from here, a family named Wang in Willow Village."

Lu Yao thought it sounded familiar and remembered after a while. "Oh, they raise mules, right?"

"Yes, do you know them?" Lu's mother asked, surprised.

"Isn't it a coincidence? Our mule was bought from their family!"

Inside the house, Lu's mother said, "Your father arranged the marriage, saying it was a good family, but I haven't even seen what she looks like."

Lu Yun couldn't help asking, "Third Brother, what does he look like?"

After so long, Lu Yao couldn't remember the specific details of the man's appearance. "Anyway, he seems nice, honest, and has the skill of raising mules. Their future should be secure."

Lu Yun blushed and lowered his head, saying nothing.

Lu's mother continued, "Why did I hear that Da Chuan hurt his leg a few days ago? Where is he? Is he better now?"

"Ah, mentioning this makes me angry." Lu Yao recounted how he chased a fox and fell off a cliff, causing the old lady to slap her thigh.

"How dare he be so reckless? Foxes are not easy to chase; they can be very vengeful!"

Lu Yao recalled stories he had heard in his previous life and couldn't help but ask, "Are they really that magical?"

"Do you remember the one-armed old man in our village?"

Lu Yao thought for a moment. "Yes."

"That arm was bitten off by a bear when he chased a fox into its den. You shouldn't provoke them easily; this fool is really brave!"

As they spoke, Zhao Beichuan returned with a mule cart. Entering the house, he greeted Lu's mother. "Mum, Fourth Brother, you're here."

"Da Chuan, is your leg better?"

"Much better, it doesn't affect my work."

"You mustn't go hunting in the mountains again. What if something happens? Who will support your family? If anything happens to you, we'll take Lu Yao back to remarry. What will happen to Xiaonian and Xiaodou then?"

Hearing Lu Yao remarry, Zhao Beichuan's heart ached sharply. "Mum, I won't be reckless again!"

In fact, Lu's mother always harbored some resentment towards Zhao Beichuan. Lu Yao had died once in his house, which was her unresolved issue. Every time she thought about it, she felt sad.

"Well, we came just to tell you about Lu Yun's wedding date. Don't forget to attend the wedding feast." Lu's mother got up to leave, and Lu Yao and Zhao Beichuan tried to keep them for lunch.

"No need. There's not much time before the wedding, and we still have things to prepare. We'll visit another time."

After seeing them off, Lu Yao pinched Zhao Beichuan hard.

"Ouch—" Zhao Beichuan looked at him in confusion.

"I said stop last night. Can't you understand human language?"

Zhao Beichuan chuckled and followed him into the house. "Yao, I'm sorry."

Next time, he'd do it again.