Chapter 5: The First Pot of Gold

“Brother Lin!”

Xiaowan Li came running over, her eyes sparkling with light and her cheeks flushed in an adorably rosy hue, making one want to pinch them gently.

Having lived two lives, Yang Lin no longer held back his impulses. Once a thought crossed his mind, he acted on it without hesitation.

He reached out and pinched her plump, collagen-rich cheeks, smiling warmly. “Little girl, you’ve lost some weight recently. Once we get into town, I’ll take you out to eat something good!”

Xiaowan Li’s face turned even redder as she hurriedly brushed his hand away, her voice barely above a whisper. “Bro—Brother Lin, don’t fool around! If the village aunties see this, who knows what rumors they’ll spread about us!”

Yang Lin patted the sturdy crossbar of the old bicycle with a grin. “Come on, sit upfront! Let them talk all they want; their words won’t hurt us.”

Xiaowan Li cast him a coquettish, shy glance before quickly settling on the back seat, clutching his cotton jacket tightly. “Brother Lin, please stop joking around. Let’s just hurry and go!”

Yang Lin chuckled softly and pedaled the bike forward. But after barely twenty meters, he suddenly squeezed the brake.

Caught off guard, Xiaowan Li slammed hard against his back.

She quickly looked ahead but saw nothing unusual.

Though it was a dirt road, the surface was relatively smooth…

“Brother Lin, why did you suddenly stop?” Xiaowan Li asked in confusion.

Yang Lin cleared his throat. There was no way to confess that he simply wanted to feel the breadth of Xiaowan Li’s chest.

Even through the thick cotton jacket, he had felt a significant impact—sure enough, the girl truly had a generous bosom.

A mischievous smile tugged at the corner of his lips as he didn’t even look back. “Nothing’s wrong. I just suddenly thought of something and accidentally squeezed the brake. Didn’t scare you, did I?”

Realizing she was still pressed against his back, Xiaowan Li didn’t move away. She bit her red lips tightly, her heart fluttering wildly like a startled fawn.

Yang Lin naturally felt her slight trembling and drew an even more triumphant smile, pedaling the old bike with renewed vigor.

Before long, the two arrived in town.

Yang Lin didn’t head to the market; instead, he went straight to the hospital, making his way to the obstetrics and gynecology ward.

“Brother Lin, why are we here at the hospital?” Xiaowan Li asked, puzzled.

Yang Lin smiled confidently. “The mountain man has his tricks. Just watch quietly and don’t say a word.”

Carrying his supplies, he circled the obstetrics ward, chatting with some nurses to gather information, then approached a private room and knocked lightly.

A voice came from inside: “Come in!”

Yang Lin entered with a smile, holding a softshell turtle in one hand and snow frogs in the other.

Upon seeing the occupant, his face showed surprise.

“Who are you?” a wary woman of about fifty asked, eyeing him closely.

On the bed lay a pale-faced woman, beside her a newborn baby just a few days old.

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