Chapter 332: Tears That Never Melt Ah—gosh! I'm pressed! This content is the textual material from Chapter 332 of "Rural Beauty of the Village." Lu Yun sealed Yang Yanping's mouth, ready to launch his attack, only to be suddenly pushed aside by a casual movement from her, tumbling off his horse and landing beside her. Beneath him, the sensation was as if he were resting on countless grains of iron sand—painfully sharp and uncomfortable. He jumped up with the urgency of someone pricked by a hedgehog, brushing his hand across his rib area. A number of translucent, diamond-like beads slipped gently down. "Hm!" he exclaimed, pausing to examine them closely. Their luster was bright, similar to the glass balls he had played with before, though smaller in size. He picked one up with his finger and studied it carefully. "Yanping姐, how do these beads end up on your bed? Don't you find them uncomfortable when you're sleeping?" Yang Yanping pouted. "It's all because of you!" Lu Yun carefully examined the glass beads in his hands, puzzled, and asked, "What good things have I done? I don't remember scattering these things on your bed at all. If I had anything particularly precious, I wouldn't have just casually tossed them there to tease you." Though he said this, Lu Yun couldn't make sense of Yang Yanping's words. If he had indeed done it himself, why didn't he recall it at all? Could it be that these ordinary crystal beads had formed from the spring water flowing out of her, like streams? Lu Yun was utterly confused—before, he had watched the water gush out abundantly, without it ever transforming into these beads! Just as he was puzzled, Yang Yanping spoke with a tone of resentment, "You're so ungrateful! Those were my tears!" Tears? Hearing Yang Yanping's words, Lu Yun was instantly taken aback. He had seen on TV and in books that only the tears of the merfolk turned into pearls. Could it be that she was indeed the legendary merfolk? A soft click—this is the textual content from Chapter 332 of the rural beauty Yang Yanping! Just moments ago, still full of vigor and determination, the young man now drooped like a zucchini struck by frost, as the thought that flashed through Lu Yun's mind. Lu Yun stared at Yang Yanping in sheer astonishment. Good heavens! If Yang Yanping truly was a mermaid, then he had surely defeated the legendary mermaid on numerous occasions! Mad! Absolutely mad! This was simply absurd! "What are you looking at? I'm not some monster. I merely said that was my tears, and now you're acting like a shrimp with weak legs—quite timid, aren't you?" Yang Yanping casually brushed aside the numerous crystal beads scattered on the bedsheet, her expression full of disdain as she gazed at Lu Yun. Hmm— Lu Yun rubbed his head awkwardly, yet a persistent shadow kept flickering through his mind, making him speechless. "Then, well…?" "I've already told you it was my tears," he said. "Do you really think I'm a mermaid? Have you ever seen a mermaid as beautiful as me?" Yang Yanping seemed accustomed to the reactions people gave when they saw her tears, and she dabbed her lips, smiling softly, "I've always had a special constitution—whenever my tears flow, they turn into these droplets. I've visited countless hospitals across the country, and the diagnosis I've consistently received is that I'm a pure yin body, extremely cold and deeply nourished by yin energy." Seeing Lu Yun look utterly puzzled, she continued, "Those people who always talk about scientific principles ended up giving me such vague, abstract explanations that I was nearly driven to burn down all the hospitals nationwide." Honestly! A pure yin body made of wool—what a strange case you are! Lu Yun thought to himself. Still, he had read countless wuxia and xianxia novels, and according to the books, such a constitution required constant union with strong yang-energy males to counteract the internal coldness. At this moment, Lu Yun suddenly had a bold hypothesis: if Yang Yanping truly possessed a pure yin constitution, then her current actions at school must be aimed at dispelling the cold yin energy within her? There must necessarily be a counterpart pure yang constitution to balance the pure yin one; when the two combine, they naturally complement each other and achieve their respective goals. Yet, despite nearly killing her, she still treats him exactly as she used to—could it be that he himself is the legendary pure yang constitution?! Lu Yun couldn't bear to think any further. All these things were merely seen on TV and in books. If he believed them, it would be absolutely ridiculous! One thing Lu Yun hadn't anticipated was that, as a young, relatively inexperienced guy, he could manage to handle two or three women like Yang Yanping—someone truly exceptional. This content is from Chapter 332 of "Rural Beauty." "Hehe, Yanping姐, these tears of yours have really surprised me. Could you please give me a few? I'd like to keep them as a memento." As for who she really was, these beads looked quite nice. Land Yun smiled warmly and, with a pleading expression, asked Dyang Yanping for them. Dyang Yanping laughed and said, "Take them whenever you want. After all, these things aren't really useful to me." Land Yun replied casually, "Of course. Even if these were priceless treasures, as long as you cry once—tears pouring down like a waterfall—you'd have plenty to choose from." Dyang Yanping protested, "You're so heartless! I haven't cried in years—now you want to make me angry and have me cry again!" She then gestured as if to hit him. Goodness! I can't let you get away with that. When you grabbed my neck, you only lightly tapped my wrist—my whole arm went numb. If you actually gave me a solid slap, I'd be in serious trouble! "Yanping, I'm sorry—I'm sorry, I can't just keep making mistakes, can I? Let me first gather up these uncomfortable beads and finish the good things we started earlier." Lu Yun laughed, sweeping her hands and collecting all the beads from the sheet in her palms. "Could you help me find a bag? These are tears that never melt—definitely need to be kept safe and well protected." Yang Yanping chuckled and scolded, reaching under the pillow to pull out a plastic bag. She unfolded it and asked Lu Yun to transfer all the beads into it. Then, she looked up at Lu Yun and said, "These things aren't useful to me, but they're very valuable to you. I know your family isn't well off. If you bring these beads to the city, they'll fetch a good price. Whenever you need money later, just sell them." Lu Yun was stunned by Yang Yanping's words—was this really pearls? She had never seen pearls before, though she had read about them in books—hadn't they usually be less translucent and clear than this? Whether it's pearls or not doesn't matter—what really matters is Yang Yanping's statement: can her tears actually sell? Carefully tucking them away, Lu Yun chuckled, "If they can indeed sell, I'll whip you hard and make you keep shedding tears." Yang Yanping scolded, "You're so ungrateful! You dare treat me like this—watch me snap your roots right off!" And with that, she charged straight at Lu Yun. Lu Yun swiftly sidestepped, then pushed her back, grabbing her long legs and smiling mischievously, "Yanping sister, it's time we got down to business." ... Rural Beauty 332, Main Text 332: "Eyes That Never Fade" updated!