Seething with rage

  Zhenming was so exhausted that he ran all the way to the Luo River bank where Zhang's stall was located.

  The stall was closed as usual, and it was closed early.

  He followed Zhang's usual route home and searched all the way, finally finding Zhang's little donkey at the entrance of "Wuguo Wang" store.

  Just as I was about to enter the store, I suddenly heard a middle-aged man's ambiguous voice coming from inside the store: "I'm right, aren't I? Your husband has been losing quite badly recently, hasn't he lost all your capital for restocking?"

  Zhen Ming bitter heard words stopped in his tracks.

  Then, from the shop came Zhang's clear and gentle voice, with a pleading tone: "Boss Chen, please be accommodating, can you lend me a few catties first, I'll pay you back in full tomorrow when I open my stall."

  "Now that you've asked me, how can I bear to refuse? However..."

  "But what?" Zhang's voice became somewhat tense:

  Mr. Chen said with a tone of difficulty: "You also know that this store is not just my decision, goods are not allowed to be sold on credit, although it's only tens of kilograms of soybeans, but I also can't easily break the rules of the store because of you."

  The store fell silent for a moment.

  "Boss Chen's tone changed: "You're also one of our old customers, I can't be so unfeeling. Actually, I have a way to make an exception. How about this? I'll lend you the money in my personal name, and when you have the money, you can pay me back."

  Zhang hesitated.

  "You don't have to feel embarrassed, it's just a dozen or so pounds of soybeans." Mr. Chen smiled, "We've recently received a batch of high-quality soybeans, and with winter approaching soon, the price of soybeans is bound to rise again. The store is stockpiling them now, if you weren't an old customer, I wouldn't have sold it to anyone so easily..."

  Mr. Zhang said with gratitude: "As soon as I have money tomorrow, I will send it to Old Chen immediately."

  "Don't be polite, come with me."

  ……

  Mr. Zhang followed Old Man Chen to the grain warehouse behind the store, and Old Man Chen opened one of the high meter-high warehouse valves, and the soybeans flowed down like water, filling a big bag in no time.

  It weighs dozens of kilograms.

  Zhang stood at the door and hastily said: "Boss Chen, you won't need that many..."

  Mr. Chen smiled and said, "If you want to borrow, just borrow enough at once, be prepared for anything, I know you're shy, if your husband takes the money to gamble again, you might not have the face to ask me next time... come here, I'm old, one person can't carry such a heavy bag alone."

  Zhang was about to lift it up when she noticed the light in the granary suddenly dimmed. She turned her head and saw that Old Man Chen had somehow appeared at the entrance of the granary, closing the door behind him, his face twisted into a strange smile as he stared at her.

  Mr. Zhang suddenly realized something, his whole body shook, the bag in his hand fell to the ground, he took a few steps back, and a look of panic appeared on his face.

  Mr. Chen slowly walked towards her, saying: "I lent you the soybeans, I'm risking being fired from the store, shouldn't you repay me a little?"

  Zhang was flustered and ran towards the warehouse door...

  Mr. Chen suddenly rushed over, hugged her tightly, and said hastily, "Zhang Mei, don't worry, my body has been out of order for years, I can't do anything to you, just hold you, kiss you, take a look at your body, this bag of soybeans is considered as my gift to you, no need to return it, you won't lose anything, and I won't tell anyone about this, what do you think?"

  His hands began to grope her body, his nose sniffing wildly at her chest, with a look of urgent impatience.

  "Mr. Chen, I don't want your soybeans anymore! Let me go quickly, or I'll shout..."

  It's a pity she was just a woman and her strength couldn't match that of a middle-aged man with a big belly.

  Mr. Chen hugged her even tighter, laughing without any scruples: "You shout, don't forget, this is my grain warehouse, as long as you shout, I'll say you're a grain thief, with both human and material evidence, when the time comes, I'll send you to the yamen, convict you of theft, at least put you in prison for several years, once you enter the prison, it's not just me who gets to see your body, those prison guards love to torment beauties like you."

  Zhang's body trembled all over and he forgot to struggle.

  Mr. Chen was overjoyed to see her obey, took a deep breath in her hair, and said with a dazed expression: "...... Hmm, you smell so good, much better than my wife who doesn't take a bath for days at home. I don't know, every time I see my wife, I feel annoyed, maybe she's an enemy from a past life, reincarnated to torment me. But you're different, you're gentle and young. If you follow me, I'll definitely pamper you well, and you won't have to suffer your old husband's temper anymore..."

  "You also know that the government is now strictly preventing those grain thieves, right? You might be mistaken for a rebel. Don't worry, as long as you listen to me obediently, how could I bear to send you to prison? Actually, I just want to take a look at your body, touch it, and kiss it, no one will know about this, and you won't suffer any loss..."

  Mr. Chen coerced and bribed, one fat hand had slowly slid from Zhang's waist to her buttocks, heavily pinching once.

  Just then, with a loud "bang", the granary's large door was kicked open by someone. Mr. Chen didn't even have time to turn his head around before he received a heavy blow on the back of his head and fainted.

  The already frightened Zhang was still unable to react to what had happened when the man grabbed one of his hands and dragged him out the door in a stumbling run.

  Out of the grain warehouse, Zhang's family finally saw clearly who was pulling her hand. Her hand was grasped by him and felt a sharp pain, wanting to break free from his hand, but Zhenming tightly grasped it, all the way to the donkey cart beside the back door of the store, pressing her to sit on the donkey cart.

  "Sit still! Don't move!" Zhen Ming's voice was low and somewhat frightening.

  Zhang was so frightened by him that he trembled all over and sat obediently on the donkey cart, not daring to move again.

  At this moment, Zhenming didn't care that she had just been frightened and showed no tenderness or concern for her well-being. One of his hands reached into her collar, and Zhangshi looked at him with a terrified expression, completely unaware of what was happening.

  Zhen Ming painfully searched her chest, grabbed a corner of the camisole she was wearing inside, and pulled hard, pulling out her camisole from under her collar.

  Zhang was so frightened by his reckless behavior that she couldn't catch her breath and started hiccuping.

  Only saw Zhen Ming bitterly continuing to squat down and take off one of her embroidered shoes.

  "Wait here!" Zhen Ming's bitter voice was laced with anger, his tone leaving no room for refusal.

  She looked at him with some fear and nodded involuntarily.

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