Luo Song didn’t want Qin Huairu to take anything home.
Giving her ten jin of cornmeal tomorrow was also to appease her, so she wouldn’t go home empty-handed and get scolded.
Luo Song knew the Jia family’s character all too well.
If he let them harass him, he’d be leeched off!
Therefore, from now on, when Qin Huairu came to his house, she could eat and drink her fill, but she couldn’t take anything with her.
He couldn’t indulge her from the start.
Qin Huairu didn’t pester him, because she couldn’t be sure if Luo Song was truly poor or just pretending.
If she hadn’t gone back to the countryside this time and seen his house and furniture, Qin Huairu would still have thought Luo Song was genuinely poor.
After all, it was true that Luo Song frequently borrowed money and grain from people in the yard.
Over time, this gave others the impression that Luo Song was extravagant and couldn’t save money, therefore he was poor.
That evening.
Luo Song boiled a large pot of water, and after washing Qin Huairu thoroughly, they went back to the bedroom to continue their activities.
Today, Luo Song treated it like New Year’s Day, greedily fucking Qin Huairu until her vagina was red and swollen, leaving her with no strength left.
But Qin Huairu wasn’t having an easy time.
By 11 PM, she was drenched in sweat, her bones aching, and she whimpered in Luo Song’s arms: “I’m not doing it anymore!
I’m not doing it anymore!
You were too rough!
I think you’re hurt!
It hurts so much!” Luo Song was startled.
He looked down and carefully examined her; indeed, it was swollen and red like a ripe peach.
So he bought some anti-swelling spray from the system store and quickly applied it to her.
“Hiss…this spray works!
After applying it, it feels cool and refreshing, very comfortable.” Qin Huairu smiled, feeling warm inside.
She felt that Luo Song was very considerate; at least Jia Dongxu had never cared for her like this.
The problem with everything is comparison; once comparisons are made, a hierarchy emerges.
Qin Huairu felt that if she didn’t have three children, even if she were married, she would still want to divorce and live with Luo Song.
“Comfortable, isn’t it?
This stuff isn’t cheap.
I wouldn’t even dare use it if someone else did!” Qin Huairu gently patted Luo Song’s fidgeting hands, giggling, “Don’t move around, it’s freezing!” Then she asked, “Quick, look at the time!
It’s probably getting late.
Let’s go to sleep quickly so we can get up early tomorrow.” Luo Song picked up his watch from the bedside table, looked at it carefully, and replied, “It’s almost midnight.
We need to go to sleep early, otherwise we won’t be able to get up tomorrow.” “Okay, let’s sleep then!” Qin Huairu snuggled closer to Luo Song, muttered softly, and fell asleep almost instantly.
Luo Song smiled at her, blew out the oil lamp, pulled the covers up, and also fell asleep.
…
The next day.
When Luo Song woke up, he found no one beside him and felt a pang of emptiness.
He thought to himself, “She’s gone?” “She’s someone else’s woman after all.
I’m already lucky to have slept with her for one night,” Luo Song thought.
Coming to his senses, he remembered to check the system rewards.
Ding: First time having sex after binding with the system, system rewards: 10,000 yuan bills, 100 tons each of ten types of poultry and eggs, 100 tons each of one hundred types of vegetables, 100 tons each of one hundred types of fruits, 100 tons each of one hundred types of poultry and livestock, 100 tons each of one hundred types of aquatic fish, 10,000 tons of rice, 10,000 tons of wheat flour, 100,000 tons of cornmeal, and 1 million tons of sorghum flour.
“This…this…” Luo Song beamed with joy upon seeing the system’s rewards.
This much stuff is enough to feed the millions of people in Beijing for months.
And there are 10,000 yuan in coupons, that’s 100,000 yuan!
He only earns a measly 50-odd yuan a month working himself to the bone; this 100,000 yuan would take him decades of working without eating or drinking to earn.
Although it’s hard to buy things without coupons, he can spend them in the system’s shop!
This system is amazing!
If he can sell all this stuff, it’ll be worth at least several hundred million yuan.
One yuan now is almost equivalent to 100 yuan in later years.
He’ll instantly become the richest man in Beijing.
And this is just the reward for sleeping with Qin Huairu!
With so many women around the world, he’ll definitely become the richest man in the entire universe!
Luo Song can’t even imagine his future achievements.
However, he doesn’t yet have the strength to challenge the nation, so it’s best to play it safe for now.
He believes that once the mysterious system shop opens, there will be many items that can enhance his strength. You are reading on novelping.com, the official source.
It seems he needs to speed things up by deflowering his first girl.
After dealing with the food and the reward money, he looked at the mountain of supplies piled up in his storage space and couldn’t help but feel a sense of mixed feelings.
Looking at the supplies, Luo Song thought of his house in the city.
Some of the furniture was quite worn out.
It seemed he would have to get some wood to make furniture.
Luo Song thought to himself.
As for what kind of wood, Luo Song had already decided: pine.
Pine has many advantages.
For example, its shape is simple and unadorned, its lines are smooth and flowing, its grain is clear, its color is good, and it has a faint woody fragrance.
The finished product has a better visual effect.
With regular maintenance, it has a long lifespan and is sturdy and not easily damaged.
In this era, Luo Song didn’t dare to use too much expensive wood for furniture, so pine was just right.
Now, he had no shortage of furniture in his house in the countryside, but his room in the city was lacking quite a bit.
He hadn’t bought any before because he was afraid of showing off his wealth and attracting envy.
But if he used wood himself and hired someone to do it, most people would probably just say he was capable, and even if they were jealous, they’d keep quiet.
After all, in this era, workers and peasants were the masters of the country, and people with real skills were still respected.
Having made up his mind, Luo Song closed the system display page, got up, dressed, and stepped out of the room.
“Huh?
There’s movement in the kitchen.
Is it Qin Huairu, or Qin Jingru?” As soon as he reached the eaves, Luo Song heard the noise from the kitchen and became curious.
Upon reaching the kitchen doorway, Luo Song peeked inside and saw Qin Huairu.
For some reason, his heart suddenly felt lighter, as if the clouds had parted and the sun had shone through.
Qin Huairu, who was cooking at the stove, turned around, smiled, and said: “Awake?
I’ve added hot water to the thermos.
Go wash up first; breakfast will be ready soon.” ” Luo Song stepped forward with a smile, wrapping his arm around Qin Huairu’s slender waist from behind.
His other hand slipped under her clothes, grasping her full breasts.
He rested his chin on her shoulder, inhaling her fragrance, and exclaimed, “Sister Qin, you’re so virtuous!” “Virtuous, aren’t I?
In the future, you should marry a wife like your sister, and I guarantee you’ll have a good life,” Qin Huairu said with a smile, her hands busy cooking.