Country Beauty No. 752, Main Text No. 752 Chapter 752 "What are you going to do? Don't you want to know about that imperial secret recipe?" Only when Lu Yun truly seemed to be leaving did Ma Cuihua finally snap back to reality. It seemed her earlier words had indeed been pushing her to the limit. Yet hadn't she said all that precisely for her daughter's future happiness? Could it be that there was something wrong with that? "Uncle Ma, it's not a matter of whether I want to hear it or not—it's that you've never actually intended to tell me. I've been thinking of giving you a real fight, just as you wished, but you've remained uncooperative, always tightly covering your hands, making it impossible for me to even find a place to strike. And yet you insist on marrying Niu'er to me. Don't you think about what Niu'er will be like when she grows up? Will you still be able to guide her then? And as for our relationship—what will Niu'er think if, in the end, she ends up marrying me and learns all this?" "Lu Yun patiently explained to Ma Cuihua the various advantages and implications," "If you truly wish to give Niu'er to me, I'll certainly accept—though you should also consider Niu'er's own feelings." Ma Cuihua was left stunned by Lu Yun's words, silently wondering whether she had indeed been too eager. Even if we wanted Niu'er to enjoy happiness, we should wait until she grows up and ask her own opinion. Moved by Lu Yun's words, Ma Cuihua finally opened up, giggling and saying to Lu Yun, "You just said that—did you really take it seriously? After all, you're such a carefree young man; I really can't feel confident about entrusting my precious daughter to you." Lu Yun smiled, pleased that this spirited woman had finally come around—no waste of his efforts. As he watched her hands leave, he noticed the dark stain they left behind. Then, approaching Ma Cuihua again, he whispered, "Cuihua Aunt, actually, compared to all those fancy court-prescribed remedies, it's your place that draws me in." By "your place," he meant the Water Curtain Cave that Ma Cuihua had so carefully protected earlier. Ma Cuihua gave him a withering look and said, "If your place really appeals to you, then why do you keep leaving? Did you really feel comfortable just sitting here all morning, holding your breath?" "Hey, I can handle being patient, but you've been out here so long—what if my uncle Chengshan gets really restless and uncomfortable at home? Then your trouble would be no small thing," Lu Yun joked with a smile. Ma Cuihua giggled. "You little fool! Dare you go back to my place and, in front of my uncle Chengshan, tell all this to him?" "Better not. Once I go to your place, how will I ever manage to do something so special with you? Besides, I can't exactly avoid saying things that might really get Chengshan worked up—what if, when I do, he's so startled that he can't even hold his staff anymore? Then, I have no idea how you'll keep nagging me for the rest of my life!" Lu Yun said while gently squeezing the firm, tall mound of Ma Cuihua. Hearing Lu Yun so boldly tease her, Ma Cuihua suddenly had a bold thought. She fixed her gaze firmly on him and asked, "Lu Yun, dare you come back with me to my place and do something special with me there?" "Lu Yun was startled and exclaimed, 'Mamah Ma, what are you talking about? You want me to go to your house and serve you? Do you think I'm going to die?' Ma Cuihua laughed heartily, 'What's wrong? Are you afraid? I don't see why you should be afraid at all.' Lu Yun looked up at the sky. Now the sun had become intensely scorching. With no time to lose, he quickly turned to Ma Cuihua and said, "Cuihua aunt, let's hurry up. We need to finish soon—I have to head back. We've been out too long." Hearing Lu Yun's persistent urging, Ma Cuihua felt increasingly eager herself. She glanced around, found a clean spot, placed her skirt beneath the two large white plates, and spread her legs, smiling warmly at Lu Yun. "You're so impatient, young man! You've made me feel like I can't take it anymore." Seeing that Ma Cuihua finally stopped dragging her feet, Lu Yun bent down, picked up the peeled corn cobs, and knelt in front of her, chuckling. "Cuihua aunt, a wonderful day is about to begin—enjoy your happiness!" With a gentle motion, he extended his hand, and the corn ears drifted like a soft, refreshing breeze across the delicate veil of Ma Cuihua's shoulders. Ah... Ma Cuihua couldn't help but softly exhaled. She glanced at Lu Yun, then closed her eyes tightly, tilted her head back, and "Hurry up!" Ma Cuihua wasn't sure if she was urging Lu Yunsong to keep talking, or if she was genuinely worried that he would just stay motionless, not pulling his cotton ball long enough. Lu Yun smiled gently in his mind, loosened his mouth, and continued working with his right hand instead of his mouth, smiling at Ma Cuihua. "Cuihua Aunt, what did you feel just now?" "Pain..." Ma Cuihua said without hesitation. Of course it hurt—how could it not, with such firm pulling? Lu Yun shook his head silently, thinking that clearly Ma Cuihua wasn't particularly sensitive to being treated harshly. With that thought, he gently eased his fingers from the plump peanut at the top of her breast. At that moment, Ma Cuihua suddenly added, "Although it's a bit painful, there's also this strange sensation." "What kind of sensation?" The fingers, which had just relaxed, tightened again upon hearing Ma Cuihua's words, nearly crushing the plump, fresh and juicy peanut in the top of her dress... Rural Beauty 752, Main Text 752—I'm updating now, done!