The room was filled with smoke.

Wang Lun stepped out of the inner room only to find Wang Sanfang squatting on the floor, his forehead wrinkled like a gully on the Loess Plateau.

"Dad, you're also getting drunk alone and smoking in silence?"

Wang Lun gently patted Wang Sanfang's shoulder, chuckling carefreely.

"Getting drunk, my butt," Wang Sanfang grumbled, puffing on his cigarette with a bitter face. "Little Lun, maybe I should borrow some money from relatives and you could find another place in town to open a new massage parlor, what do you think?"

"So, it's this issue you're worried about, dad? Don't worry, this isn't really a problem. I can handle it myself."

Wang Lun uttered nonchalantly, appearing unperturbed. As if the issue lost all its weight once it landed in his hands.

In reality, he was trying to comfort Wang Sanfang.

His previous massage parlor in the town had been ruined by a woman of significant influence, leaving him penniless, which forced his return to Yingshan village. Even if he managed to gather money to start a new shop, as long as that woman still wielded power in the town, as a simple farmer, he had no chance against her. His massage parlor would never see the light of day!

"What is she thinking? Just because her nephew also wanted to open a massage parlor and monopolize the market, she schemed against you until you lost your shop! Ah, why is it so hard to do a bit of business nowadays?"

Wang Sanfang took a deep drag on his cigarette, his orange-like face written all over with worry.

"Dad, no need to worry about me, I won't let myself suffocate, I'm only twenty-one, able-bodied. If I can't run a massage parlor, I could always do another job, like a gigolo, I'll still have something to eat, right?"

Seeing Wang Sanfang still looking worried, Wang Lun reassured him with a laugh.

"Cough, cough..." Wang Sanfang almost choked to death on his cigarette. After catching his breath, he laughed and scolded, "A gigolo? You try doing it!"

"Haha, I only said that to cheer you up, dad. Honestly, you don't have to worry about me. Even if I hit rock bottom, I wouldn't starve," Wang Lun laughed heartily.

He was not at all worried about how he would survive in the future, but deep within him, a vengeful urge took hold, he was eager to find an opportunity to take revenge on that woman!

"Dad, I'm going to the melon garden."

Said Wang Lun, donning a white tank top, large shorts, he leisurely made his way towards their family's melon garden.

Having been suppressed by that wretched woman, he returned home burning with rage, but after reaching the peaceful little mountain village, his mood improved a lot.

Humming a song he re-arranged himself, Wang Lun strolled all the way to the melon garden.

The fruit garden nestled in the valley and spanned more than one acre, yielding a little watermelon every year. It was the peak of summer, a portion of the watermelons in the garden had ripened, they were perfectly round.

"Brother Lun, you're back."

Sanduo, a village lad, happened to be there. Once he spotted Wang Lun, he smiled foolishly. Sanduo was fifteen this year, his intellectual development had been hampered since birth, currently, his intelligence was akin to a seven or eight-year-old.

"Sanduo, you're here to pick melons, aren't you? Feel free to." Wang Lun noticed Sanduo's eyes fixed on the watermelon field and he chuckled.

His family had told him before that Sanduo could eat the watermelons in their garden anytime.

"Thank you, Brother Lun." Sanduo scurried off to the melon field.

"Sanduo, your dad is at home, isn't he?"

Wang Lun sat under the tree shade, chewing on a piece of grass and his speech was a bit muffled.

Sanduo's father, Chen Jin, was a teacher at the town middle school.

"My dad is not at home. He left early this morning. Mom said Dad has gone to another city for a training program." Sanduo, who was bending over picking melons in the field, replied without looking back.

Wang Lun's eyebrows lifted in interest, he became intrigued and couldn't help but ask, "Hey, Third Dolt, did your dad fight with your mom last night?"

"Of course, they did." The clueless Third Dolt truthfully replied, "Every time dad comes back, he fights with mom, but they always do it at night, with the door closed not allowing me in."

Wang Lun let out a chuckle and continued, "Are their fights intense?"

"Very intense, they fight on the bed that even the bed frame creaks non-stop, however, my mom is very kind and never loses her temper, she just whimpers."

At this point, the Third Dolt said, "but Dad and Mom's fights usually don't go past three minutes, with dad panting heavily, and then there was silence."

Wang Lun couldn't help but laugh in disbelief.

It seemed that the whole "fight" process didn't last three minutes, showing that Chen Jin was indeed not a strong man.

"If I could also get into Aunt Zhenzhen’s bed, based on my abilities, I would definitely not be as incompetent as Chen Jin." Wang Lun’s thoughts began to drift.

Before long, the Third Dolt had already finished eating a watermelon.

"Third Dolt, grab another melon to take home for your mom."

The Third Dolt didn't decline, he grabbed a larger one and scurried off home.

Ever since graduating from high school, Wang Lun spent two years working in the provincial city where he had dated and met all kinds of beautiful women - charming, sexy, elegant, intelligent. But the unique charm of Liu Zhenzhen made her easily distinguishable from other beautiful women, becoming a new type of beauty. In short, Liu Zhenzhen was always unforgettable for him.

"Wang Lun, it's been more than half a year since I've seen you. How could you, a busy man, not come to see your sister-in-law when you've returned to Yingshan Village?"

Just as Wang Lun was thinking about "Aunt Zhenzhen," a somewhat flirtatious voice came from the melon field.

Village Chief's wife, Tian Meili walked over. The closer she got to Wang Lun's nearly six-foot muscular figure and healthy tan, the more her eyes sparkled with interest.

"Sister-in-law, it's you."

Tian Meili covered her mouth and laughed, suddenly teasing, "Little Lun, I saw you spaced out just now. Tell me, you were thinking about a woman, weren’t you?"

Looking at the tall, curvaceous Tian Meili behaving without restraint, Wang Lun no longer held back, "Sister-in-law, I was thinking about you."

"Thinking about me? Little Lun, stop pulling my leg." Tian Meili laughed, trembling like a blooming flower, "You young lads, you're all into women who were born in the 80s or 90s, who would think about an old-fashioned woman like me?"

Wang Lun replied with seriousness, "Sister-in-law, you're really misunderstanding me. A woman like you, who is both beautiful and mature with a fantastic figure, I like that too."

"Oh, aren’t you a smooth talker, Little Lun!"

"Little Lun, I went to your house, your dad said you were in the melon field. I came to buy melons, quickly pick a couple of melons for your sister-in-law." Tian Meili held back her laughter and urged Wang Lun on.

"All right."

As Wang Lun was about to stand up, his eyes turned; he laughed, "Sister-in-law, only by picking the melons yourself can you get the most desirable one or else you better choose by yourself."

"Well then, I'll do the picking."

Tian Meili laughed, swiveled her hips and walked a few steps forward, but suddenly pretended to sprain her ankle and leaned forward.

Wang Lun felt that Tian Meili was genuinely flirting; He spoke freely, "Sister-in-law, you're playing with fire."

"What if I am?" Tian Meili provoked, challenging Wang Lun, "I would only be worried if you wouldn’t play along."

"Sister-in-law, I’m already above eighteen."

"Xiao Lun, isn't your sister-in-law beautiful?"

"Beautiful."

Wang Lun giggled twice. He had been working outside for over two years and had two girlfriends. He was not unfamiliar with the matters between men and women.

"I'm starting to like you more and more, Xiao Lun."

"I'm afraid it's not possible today."

Wang Lun brushed away Tian Meili's mischievous hands and gently pushed her away.

Tian Meili, unable to control her feelings, wished she could oppress Wang Lun, but felt anger upon hearing his words.

"Xiao Lun, are you disgusted because you think your sister-in-law is not clean?"

"No."

Wang Lun shook his head firmly.