The Fortunate Foolish Doctor in the Mountain Village

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After a long absence of five years, Zhang Xiaowei finally returned to the village.

The dilapidated houses were overgrown with weeds, desolate and neglected.

Facing this scene, Zhang Xiaowei let out a wry smile and turned his head to look at his uncle's house next door.

Unlike his own house, his uncle's was a newly-built red-brick house.

It seemed that in the five years he had been away from the village, his uncle had made quite a bit of money.

"I wonder if Dawei is at home, he'd be over the moon to see me back. It would be perfect to give him a scare as a surprise!"

Recalling the happy times playing with his cousin Dawei as a child, Zhang Xiaowei felt like he was back to being that mischievous little troublemaker.

Looking at the two-meter-high wall, Zhang Xiaowei casually threw his luggage over it.

He then took a few steps to run up, lifted his leg to kick the wall, and his body shot up in a flash.

With a fluid motion, Zhang Xiaowei reached out his hands to grab the top of the wall, pushed off with his feet, and tumbled into his uncle's courtyard.

Bang!

His feet hit the ground, and he instinctively crouched down due to the momentum.

Just as he was about to pick up his luggage, he noticed a pair of long, slender legs standing before him.

Zhang Xiaowei was instantly stunned, his already widened eyes uncontrollably drifting upwards.

Under the sunlight, the skin that glistened with droplets shimmered radiantly.

His gaze slid upwards along the bee-waisted, perky backside, following the impressive curves and, for some reason, a line from an ancient poem popped into his head.

Wu palace flowers and grass bury the secluded path, Jin dynasty attire and hats have become ancient mounds.

If one were to single out a few words from the poem, they would indeed match the scene in front of him, like a drawing of a beauty emerging from a bath.

Finally, Zhang Xiaowei's gaze settled on a beautiful, refined melon-seed-shaped face.

The owner of the body was staring back at him with wide, astonished eyes.

"Ah!"

At last, a scream erupted.

The beauty in front of him started frantically trying to cover herself, and realizing she couldn't cover everything, turned away from Zhang Xiaowei's burning gaze.

But when she turned, she forgot about the basin of water behind her.

Her foot slipped into it, and as she stumbled, her body uncontrollably began to fall backward.

Zhang Xiaowei was taken aback, fearing she'd fall, and quickly stood up, opening his arms to catch her.

Unfortunately, this move made the beauty scream even louder.

That's when Zhang Xiaowei finally realized.

The touch in his palms, smooth and soft like jade or creamy lamb fat, made his hands subconsciously move.

"Grandma!"

Feeling Zhang Xiaowei's impropriety, the beauty suddenly shouted.

They watched as an elderly lady, trembling and wobbling, emerged from the house.

Seeing the scene unfolding before her, she raised the cane in her hand and charged towards Zhang Xiaowei.

"Great Grandma!"

As the old lady approached, Zhang Xiaowei hurriedly called out, and only then did he let go of the beauty in his arms.

"Xiaowei!"

The old lady was surprised, staring at Zhang Xiaowei in disbelief.

The beauty, barefooted, ran to the old lady's side and pulled a piece of clothing from the clothesline to drape in front of her.

Her face flushed, her round, glaring eyes seemed almost ready to burst into flames.

"Grandma, do you know this hooligan?"

Hearing this, the old lady chuckled and explained, "Hongmei, this is Dawei's younger brother Xiaowei, not some hooligan! Xiaowei, this is your brother Dawei's wife, Hongmei."

After explaining to the beauty, the old lady immediately turned to Zhang Xiaowei with a questioning tone, "You rascal, you come home after years and start making trouble right away! Aren't you going to apologize quickly?"

Zhang Xiaowei let out an embarrassed chuckle and hurriedly explained.

"Great Grandma, I just wanted to sneak in and give Dawei a scare. So, I climbed over the wall into the yard without thinking she would be bathing here. I only caught her because I saw she was about to fall, I wasn't trying to be a pervert!"

After his explanation, Zhang Xiaowei humbly bowed to Li Hongmei.

"Hongmei, I'm sorry."

Facing such an explanation, Li Hongmei was clearly not convinced, her eyes brimming with tears as she was on the verge of crying.

"Hongmei, go inside first and put on some clothes," the old lady reassured the visibly upset Li Hongmei.

Li Hongmei gave Zhang Xiaowei a fierce stare and huffed before turning and quickly running back into the house.

For a moment, Zhang Xiaowei was once again drawn to her fully exposed backside.

"You little scoundrel, what are you looking at? Hongmei is your brother Dawei's wife," the old lady scolded, and Zhang Xiaowei sheepishly averted his gaze.

Seeing that Li Hongmei had reentered the house, the old lady's expression suddenly changed and she beckoned Zhang Xiaowei over with a wave of her hand.

Zhang Xiaowei approached timidly, anticipating a beating from Great Grandma.

But to his surprise, the old lady suddenly whispered, "Xiaowei, Great Grandma sees that you like Hongmei too. How about I have her sleep with you tonight?"

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