Miss from the countryside, Chapter 501: Thoughts of Ling Xiaoman Chapter 501: Thoughts of Ling Xiaoman "Then sighed again, saying, 'I can't believe where you came from—how fierce this bird-like figure is! If my mother had lived another few decades, she'd have given you a whole bunch of chubby kids, always busy playing with the little ones, keeping them entertained with her bird-like antics.' Lu Yun found this increasingly puzzling. Honestly, if she really had a whole family of kids, they'd be constantly being kept busy with her bird-like games—by the time they grew up, they'd surely be worn out. But one thing Lu Yun appreciated was Ma Shufen's praise of Ling Xiaoman. However, she was quite dissatisfied with the next sentence—how could we, ourselves, never have thought of doing something special for Xiaoman? What nonsense is this from your mother, saying we'd have to try her out and then be completely devoted to her afterward? If that were true, Xiaoman wouldn't be the goddess-like figure she's always been in our hearts. This content is from Chapter 501 of 'Rural Beauty.' "Uncle, you weren't eager to have your water curtain cave cleared up just a moment ago, were you? Now you're not even in a rush anymore. If you don't want to act, I'm going back—my third aunt will scold me if I'm late." Lu Yun's eyes darted over Ma Shufen as she was eating fruit, thinking how unusually out of sorts this elderly woman seemed today. He didn't know that Ma Shufen's current calmness was entirely due to Lu Yun's vigorous tapping of her with his fingers—thanks to that, the mountain springs flowed steadily, and no foreign object could enter the cave during the current period. Ma Shufen chuckled, sitting on the large cloth bundle, and looked up at Lu Yun, saying, "You're saying that nicely—does your third aunt really have the patience to scold you? I think you're actually hoping to go back and watch your little sister, Xiao Man. Xiao Yun, I'm telling you—keep a close eye on her. Such a fresh and lively girl—don't let our village's wild, hungry young men steal her away. Then you'll have no place to cry." As soon as Ma Shufen finished speaking, Lu Yun immediately thought of Zhang—the one who had been pretending to be mentally slow for so many years. No one had noticed him, and Lu Yun couldn’t help but feel a growing concern. Who knew how many other "Zhangs" like him, equally eccentric, might still exist in the village? When the rain night saw Ling Xiaoman taken captive, Zhang’s extraordinary skills left a deep impression on Lu Yun. Such a brilliant person, capable of performing at such a high level, had managed to stay hidden in the village for so long—definitely a potential threat! "Shufen-aunt, if you want to take action now, let’s do it right away. I still have to rush back," Lu Yun said, feeling uncertain under Ma Shufen’s words. Ling Xiaoman was going alone to his home—what if something went wrong on the way? What would happen to the three girls then? Ma Shufen’s expression immediately darkened, and she stared at Lu Yun, saying, "Very well, go then. You’ve been so preoccupied with your little sister Xiaoman that you haven’t even noticed how I’ve been disturbed—my waterfall cave has been completely messed up "Lu Yun watched Ma Shufen's spread legs, and indeed, the vigorous flow of the Water Curtain Cave was beginning to show its strain. "Then hurry up, Lu Yun," she said. "We've only got five minutes—five minutes and we'll get started. It's already the weekend; we've got plenty of time, no need to rush now." Upon hearing this, Ma Shufen nodded in agreement. Lu Yun was right—though she was a bit older, her decades of experience hadn't gone to waste. Even if her husband wasn't up to par, the Water Curtain Cave had been well-used for nearly twenty years. Her skill in the finer points was far beyond that of those fresh-faced young girls and women. Seeing Lu Yun clearly eager, Ma Shufen laughed and chided, "Last time you were like a hungry cat—now you're making me beg you. Did I owe you a lifetime of favors? Don't just stand there—come on, let's get this settled right away." Lu Yun hoped she would immediately start fussing. Upon hearing this, he promptly sat down beside her, only to be pained in the buttocks by the uneven, corn-stalk-strewn sticks. He glanced at Ma Shufen, who seemed to have brought only that one large bundle—nothing else—and kindly remarked, "Madam Shufen, let's try a different approach. You lie on the ground; even if you manage to finish standing, you'll surely be sore all over." Ma Shufen felt a warm glow in her heart, thinking, This young man isn't so indifferent after all—he truly knows how to care. But since she hadn't brought any other items, how could she possibly lie down? Would she have to stand there while he pushed her from behind? Just as she was pondering this, Lu Yun smiled and said, "Why not stand up? I can keep stirring around in your waterfall cave while watching your two broad, smooth cheeks." Ma Shufen laughed and chided, yet obediently rose to her feet, gathering the corn stalks she had trimmed and piling them up to about shoulder height. She then bent down, pressing her hands firmly onto the pile, her two large, white hands arched above her, and turned to smile at Lu Yun: "All right, hurry up—my recovery is nearly complete now." To avoid getting her clothes wet from Ma Shufen's water curtain, Lu Yun quickly shed his gear and moved to her back. With a short burst of speed, the bamboo pole slid in with a sudden thud, fully plunging into Ma Shufen's water curtain. Ma Shufen gasped in surprise, turning sharply to face Lu Yun and exclaimed, "Oh my goodness, my little ancestor—how much more powerful you've become than last week!" Though worried about Ling Xiaoman, Lu Yun paid no attention to Ma Shufen's words. As soon as the bamboo pole entered the water curtain, it immediately began a swift surge, sending Ma Shufen gasping and murmuring in distress. In the span of a moment, Ma Shufen suddenly cried out, her body going weak, and turned to Lu Yun, saying, "Wait a minute, Xiao Yun. I've already flown once. You wait a bit and do it again." Lu Yun was slightly taken aback, then immediately launched into another round of attacks, vigorously stirring the water curtain cave and sending droplets flying everywhere. "Oh my goodness! What on earth—have you been hit by a barrage of arrows? This intensity! It's been two times now, two times, yet you still haven't made a move!" Ma Shufen kept murmuring softly, her upper body nearly leaning on the corn stalks. Concerned about Ling Xiaoman, and knowing that even in this brief span of time, it wouldn't be easy to resolve everything, Lu Yun asked, "Sister Shufen, how about it? Wasn't this morning wasted? Shall I come back for one more round?" He wiped the sweat from his face with a mischievous smile. Ma Shufen waved her hand, saying, "No, no more. You're definitely paying me back—definitely not playing anymore. I'm off to go home and catch some extra sleep." ... Novel reading downloads updated swiftly. More novels: / Rural Beauty 501, Main Text 501, Ling Xiaoman's thoughts updated!