"Mom, you have just been discharged from the hospital. You should have a good rest at home. Can you put down the broom first? I am such an old man, and you are still chasing me like a child. If the neighbors see it, where will my face be? put?"
With a slight blush on his face, he hurriedly threw the broom aside and slapped Jin Buhuan hard on the arm.
"No...Mom, I've already explained it to you, why are you still hitting me?"
"You brat, you've hidden so many things from me recently, and you donated money to the village to build roads without consulting me. If I don't beat you, you won't be lawless anymore."
"I... I won't tell you some things so as not to worry you. Your illness has just improved." Jin Buhuan said aggrievedly.
"Why... now that my wings are hard, I can't hit you anymore!"
"..."
Well, I remember a famous person once said: "Women are unreasonable." This sentence also applies to my mother.
At this moment, Jin Buhuan deeply felt the essence of this sentence and fully agreed with it.
...
Things often do not change according to people's wishes. Jin Buhuan originally planned to accompany his mother back to the village for a period of recuperation, and at the same time take this opportunity to rest peacefully at home for a few days.
His charitable act of donating 500,000 yuan to build roads was like a spring breeze blowing across a lake, causing ripples in circles.
People in the village spread the news about his wealth and respectfully called him the big boss.
Since then, his home has been bustling with people every day, and there has been an endless stream of people looking for jobs. Whether they are looking for jobs for their sons, daughters, or themselves, they all hope to find a good job with his help.
This sudden situation broke Jin Buhuan's original plan. It seemed that he would not be able to stay at home for a few days.
On this day, after finally sending my uncle away, my mother looked at Jin Buhuan with deep helplessness in her eyes, and said slowly: "If you don't change, you will be bored at home anyway."
"Mom, you don't think you're tired of me and want to drive me away."
"Don't talk nonsense, brat. How could I be willing to drive my son away?"
"That's what happened. Liu Hongyan just called and said that the faucet in her house is leaking. I want you to go over and help fix it. She is a widow and bears the burden of the family alone. You should go over and help her."
Liu Hongyan was one of the most beautiful women in the village, and there was a crowd of people watching her wherever she went.
Her husband was working in a mine two years ago. He encountered a coal mine landslide and was buried inside. Since then, he has become a widow and has been living a difficult life alone.
"Okay, there's a lot of trouble at home, I'll be there in a minute."
…
Liu Hongyan's house adopts a traditional courtyard design, with a magnificent long wall on the outside and two elegant and quiet wing rooms on the east side. The central part houses the spacious living room and kitchen, while the west side houses the cozy bedrooms.
"Sister Hongyan...are you at home?"
Jin Buhuan called a few times, but there was no response.
"It's really weird. She made an appointment with me to repair the water pipes, but she's not at home?"
Jin Buhuan pushed the courtyard door gently, and it opened smoothly. He didn't think much and continued walking towards the kitchen. Gently push the door open again.
Jin Buhuan's eyes widened, full of astonishment and disbelief.
In the kitchen, the water pipe broke, and water kept flowing out of the cracks, soaking Liu Hongyan's body. The looming curves and elegant figure were clearly visible.
As a normal man, Jin Buhua would naturally have a common reaction among men, staring at key parts and unable to move away.
