Rural Beauty 739, Main Text 739 Warming you up, Chapter 739 Warming you up... Lu Yun's forehead was lined with frustration. His first thought was that he couldn't keep being纠缠 by Zhang Wang anymore—otherwise, he'd surely be absorbed by this man, and his mind would be filled entirely with thoughts of his wife. "Zhang Wang, here's two yuan—enough for a small bottle of wine. Hand me your underpants, and when you go back to the village to buy wine, you'll be able to see your wife." Out of necessity, Lu Yun resorted to his charm, hoping to quickly secure Ma Cuihua's inner garments and escape Zhang Wang's grasp. Upon hearing that buying wine back in the village would allow him to see his wife, Zhang Wang promptly handed over his underpants to Lu Yun, still wiping away tears from earlier, and beamed at him with a childlike smile: "Lu Yun, you're a good man. You gave me money so I could see my wife—I'll give you these underpants. Just hand me the money now, and I'll go buy wine to see her." Lu Yun handed over the money. Watching Zhang Wang How unpredictable life can be! Watching Zhang Wang wave his arms and legs, shouting excitedly, "Off to see my wife!" Land Yun felt a wave of tenderness surge in his heart, pushing away all the absurd thoughts that had been swirling in his mind. He looked at the now dirty, still smelling of Zhang Wang's unique scent, little undergarment clutched in his hands, and sighed, "This little undergarment, once just slightly smelly, has now turned into this state. I wonder what Mrs. Cuihua will think when she sees it. Turning toward the cornfield, he spotted Ma Cuihua sitting on the ground, anxiously looking in his direction. Land Yun waved the undergarment in his hand and hurried toward her. When Ma Cuihua saw the undergarment that was meant to be worn by her, she breathed a long, relieved sigh, her heart finally settling back in her stomach. She rose to greet Land Yun. "Mrs. Cuihua, I'm glad I didn't fail you—the undergarment I've retrieved for you. It's a bit dirty, but you can wash it and wear it again," Land Yun said, handing her the undergarment. During the time Land Lu Yun silently exclaimed, "Oh no!" Ma Cuihua had picked up the scent from the young woman's inner garments—a fragrance unique to the village, only shared by Zhang Wang besides. Lu Yun stammered, "It's... a stranger from out of town. I don't know her." Ma Cuihua said with a serious expression, "Really? You didn't deceive me?" Lu Yun smiled playfully, "Cuihua Aunt, how could I deceive you? Though the garments are a bit soiled, once you wash them thoroughly with soap at home, they'll be just as good as new. My Chengshan uncle absolutely won't notice anything." As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Cuihua gave a sharp sniff and said, "Little Yun, I thought you were being kind to me. Instead, you've been so rude—deliberately lying to me, not telling me the truth. Do you really think I can't detect that scent coming from my young lady's garments?" Previously, Ma Cuihua had been so nervous over the loss of her own undergarments that she hadn’t been able to hear Zhang Wang’s voice. Yet she could clearly detect the stale rice smell coming from above her undergarments—unfortunately, her undergarments had ended up in Zhang Wang’s hands, the drunkard fool, and Lu Yun had even given him two yuan. How could she not be furious? Lu Yun knew he couldn’t keep it hidden any longer, and he said to Ma Cuihua, who was now glaring at him with anger, “Cuihua aunt, I…,” “What do you mean ‘I’? Hasn’t my undergarment really been picked up by Zhang Wang?” "Mai Cuihua asked breathlessly, "Lu Yun nodded with a sigh: "Cuihua Aunt, your little inner part has indeed been picked up by Zhangwang. But he hasn't done anything more than holding it up and waving it around—just trying to use your little inner part to exchange for a few drinks." "Not wearing it, then you're just bare, huh? Land Yun rolled her eyes. 'Cuihua Aunt, actually, Zhangwang isn't as bad as you imagine...' Land Yun wanted to improve Cuihua's impression of Zhangwang, but just as she opened her mouth, Cuihua cut her off, saying coldly, 'A fool is a fool. No matter how well-dressed he is or how clean his clothes are, it doesn't change the fact that he's a fool.' Land Yun felt annoyed and replied, 'Cuihua Aunt, didn't Zhangwang become a fool because his wife left him? Can't you at least show a little tolerance?' Cuihua, however, remained unconcerned and said, 'What's tolerance? If he can't even hold on to his own wife, then even if she didn't leave, what kind of life would he have with me?' 'You...' Land Yun was left speechless, and countered, 'Cuihua Aunt, what if Zhangwang weren't a fool—wouldn't he have given your little one to me?' Ma Cuihua was instantly stunned, staring at Lu Yun in silence for a long time before finally saying, "According to you, I should even thank him—for being that simple fool who happened to find my little inner garment?" Lu Yun gave a cold snort and replied, "I never said that. All I meant was that Zhang Wang is quite pitiable. Don't treat him as an outsider. Think about it—if you suddenly disappeared without a word and only returned after many years, what would Chengshan uncle do? Would he not end up just like Zhang Wang?" Ma Cuihua was taken aback again, then shook her head, saying, "No, although Chengshan uncle has treated me very well, if I quietly left him, I wouldn't end up like Zhang Wang—becoming a man who drinks heavily every day and acts foolish." As she spoke, Ma Cuihua seemed something within her stirred deeply, her eyes widening in surprise at Lu Yun. "Xiao Yun," she asked, "are you suggesting that Zhang Wang is simply too devoted?" "Lu Yun chuckled, saying, "I can't call myself deeply devoted, but I'm certain that if that woman doesn't leave Zhangwang, I wouldn't dare guarantee she'd enjoy a life of luxury and comfort. Still, one thing I can promise—she will receive all of Zhangwang's affection and be treated as if she were her own life." Ma Cuihua listened intently, nodding absentmindedly, murmuring, "According to you, Zhangwang should be a truly good man. It's a pity, though—how could that woman be so heartless and leave him?" Lu Yun sighed, saying, "Cuihua aunt, it's not entirely the woman's fault. If she had been formally married to Zhangwang, introduced through relatives and brought into the family, she would likely have shared a life of companionship with him until old age. At the end of the day, it's really the human traffickers' fault." Whenever Lu Yun spoke of human traffickers, it seemed as though Zhangwang naturally brought to mind the woman who had left him—Lu Yun's mind was filled with the determination to eliminate every single human trafficker. "Xiao Yun, are you all right?" Seeing Lu Yun’s face grow increasingly gloomy, Ma Cuihua grew concerned and asked, “I’m fine.” Lu Yun smiled at Ma Cuihua, but the smile carried a deep sense of sorrow. As a seasoned woman, Ma Cuihua naturally understood what Lu Yun was thinking when he spoke of the human traffickers. She softly reassured him, “Little Yun, don’t worry so much about all these things. Aren’t you doing well now? Your uncle and aunt treat you so kindly and love you so much.” Well, stop overthinking—your whole body has gone cold and clammy just from what I've said. Land Yun laughed heartily and said, "Miss Mai, shall I give you a hug to warm you up?" Seeing Land Yun finally smile and speak with his usual ease, Ma Cuihua smiled back and replied, "Yes, please—just don’t take advantage of me. If you manage to spark my warmth, we’ll surely have to play hide-and-seek again in this cornfield!" Land Yun laughed loudly, "This time, I’m going to make you pay! I won’t run anymore—I’m coming!" With that, he spread his arms and embraced Ma Cuihua tightly. Rural Beauty 739, Main Text 739—Updated!