The Country Beauty 882, Main Text 882: The Story of the Dog Huang (Part I) 882nd Chapter: The Story of the Dog Huang – But even if the widow Chunmei said so, what connection does it have to her family's dog Huang? Can't figure it out, can't figure it out at all. Between women and women, between women and dogs—how come, one day or another, they don't end up seeing a man and a man together? Wow, Land Yun couldn't even imagine what it would be like when he saw two big men making love on the bed. The sheer shock today brought to Land Yun was even more profound than when he saw Tie Xinlan delivering a single palm strike that left a massive hole in the wall. Land Yun felt queasy, his stomach churned, and though he had already vomited everything he could hold back, he now found himself unable to vomit even if he wanted to. Still, the spinster Chunmei, as if she had foreseen it all, smiled gently and said, "Little Yun, some things may seem strange and uncomfortable at first, but each event has its own reason..." Land Yun didn't want to hear any more explanations from the spinster Chunmei. Right now, he only wanted to know—why did all the women in the village keep coming to her home to have their affairs with Big Huang? Was it simply because Big Huang was big, and more vigorous than the other dogs? This explanation, Lu Yun himself also found a bit forced. He hadn't seen large dogs before, but size doesn't necessarily mean quality—just like people: a tall, robust man standing at 1.90 meters might not outshine a more impressive one at 1.70 meters. Although the dog, Big Yellow, that Lu Yun had seen was indeed substantial, it still didn't explain why so many women had come to him. After all, even if the matter were private, the men in the household's indifference would inevitably draw criticism behind their backs. "Spring Mei, a widow, thought for a moment and continued, 'At first, I never tied Huang Huang up. But a few years ago, for a period of time, I noticed that Huang Huang often wandered off and didn't come back until very late. When it returned, it was listless—eating nothing, no matter what I offered. I was so worried. As a young widow, my nighttime safety completely depended on Huang Huang. If something happened to Huang Huang, I...'" Here, Spring Mei paused, gazing steadily at Lu Yun, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. Lu Yun comforted her a few times, then mused: "Spring Mei is absolutely right. Wives and widows face many challenges, especially young, attractive ones. In the middle of the night, it's not uncommon for young men to sneak in just to have a little chat or a bit of intimacy. Huang Huang, without a doubt, has been serving as a guardian of Spring Mei's personal safety. 'A few days later, when I saw Huang Huang leave again, I followed it quietly, eventually reaching the eastern end of the village, to Wang's house—a home of another widow. Huang Huang turned around and entered Wang's courtyard right away Lu Yun nodded, indicating that the widow Chunmei should continue. Chunmei went on: "At the time, I didn’t think much of it. The widow’s household had a small female dog that was quite lovely and lively, so I assumed my big yellow dog had been enchanted by it and had gone over to live with her. But to my surprise, after I searched the yard thoroughly, I couldn’t find my dog anywhere, nor did I see the small female dog. I became quite anxious—since the widow is quite fond of food, I feared she might have cooked and eaten my dog along with her new favorite. In my haste, I wanted to call her out of the house, but before I could even speak, I heard a series of dog barks coming from inside her room—clearly my yellow dog’s voice. Then came the sound of the widow’s voice, the kind you know well, and I won’t go into detail. As she finished speaking, Chunmei’s face suddenly flushed, as if embarrassed to have just revealed what had happened when she first saw the widow in that intimate moment. Lu Yun, upon observing the slight shyness in Chunmei’s expression and the hesitant way she spoke, felt a pleasant The widow Chun Mei shook her head vigorously, pressing her hot, flushed cheeks with her hands and said, "It wasn't like that. By then, not a single man in the village dared to touch her body—let alone share a bed with her?" Lu Yun knowingly asked, "Then what was the reason? Was it because Mrs. Wang was comforting herself with cucumbers or something like that?" The widow Chun Mei, as expected, shook her head again. This time, without waiting for Lu Yun to speak, she stepped in to say, "It wasn't that. When I first heard the sound, I thought there was a man in Wang's house—someone sneaking in. But her front door was open, so how could there be a secret affair? As soon as I heard the deep, moaning sounds coming from inside, I quietly slipped to the window and peered in. What I saw stunned me—Wang was kneeling on the bed, with several women from the village standing beside her, while the big yellow dog was mounted on her, doing the deed. Only then did I understand why, after the dog had gone out and returned home, he seemed so listless. He had been treated like a man by several of the village women!" …… Rural Beauty 882, Main Text 882: The Big Yellow's Affairs (I) – Updated!