Chun Tao's mother was actually quite weak, and the lack of proper nutrition was contributing to her frailty.
After taking her pulse, Zhao An prescribed a dicine. "Go get this dicine. Boil two bowls of water down to one bowl. Take it twice a day, morning and evening.
Don't stay in bed all the ti; get up and move around.
This will be much better for your health."
Chun Tao looked at the prescription, her face showing so worry. "Teacher, how much does this dicine cost?"
"I don't charge for my dical treatnt. Go to a pharmacy in a nearby town to get the dicine. It'll probably cost a few hundred yuan, around seven hundred.
Take it for a week, and you'll see results in two weeks."
Zhao An said nonchalantly, seemingly unconcerned about the amount of money.
He owned a live-streaming platform that generated hundreds of thousands in profit daily, sotis even tens of millions, so he didn't really think this amount was much.
He gave won more than this as pocket money, let alone their daily expenses.
Even if the live-streaming platform doesn't calculate profits, the pedestrian street shops, agricultural products, and canneries can still generate huge profits.
With a solid industrial foundation, there's no need to worry about any unexpected problems. A diversified industrial layout, with each sector performing well—not necessarily top-tier, just doing well is enough.
Chun Tao's face grew even paler, her lips moving slightly, "Teacher, we don't have any money."
Zhao An looked at Chun Tao, his expression sowhat strange, "Then I can't help you with that. I'll give you the prescription; you can decide for yourself. Perhaps going to the village chief would be more helpful."
Chun Tao's face was grim. At this rate, the dicine would cost three thousand yuan a month! How could she afford that!
"Thank you, teacher, I'll find a way."
"Okay, don't worry, there's always a way out. I'll be going now, no need to see off."
Zhao An smiled, his eyes glancing at Chun Tao's large buttocks. Farm won's buttocks are always big; he wondered if it was due to the local environnt or genetics.
"Such a big butt, it would feel amazing to bump into it from behind."
Chun Tao seed to notice Zhao An's gaze and looked up at him…
Zhao An simply smiled slightly, quickly picked up his backpack, and left.
Watching Zhao An's retreating figure, Chun Tao seed to have a thought that perhaps continuing the conversation would be effective.
"Teacher, wait, can we talk?"
Zhao An was sowhat surprised…
Seeing Chun Tao's anxious expression, he asked in confusion, "What does Auntie want to talk to about?"
"Teacher, I… my family really doesn't have any money. Can you… can you think of a way?"
Chun Tao lowered her head after speaking, feeling sowhat ashad; she truly had no other choice.
"Um, do you have a son?"
Zhao An asked, sowhat puzzled.
Chun Tao shook her head. "No, I had three daughters…
My husband passed away from an illness, and she hasn't remarried since."
Zhao An stroked his chin. "Are all your daughters married?"
"Yes, so married into neighboring villages, so married far away."
Chun Tao's face showed so worry…
In the countryside, not having a son is sothing people gossip about.
After all, people hope to have sons to rely on in old age. Having sons at least provides peace of mind; soone will be there to see you off in your old age.
At least it will be easier to be cared for; you won't be all alone.
"Well, it's quite sad.
Auntie, how can I help you?"
Zhao An leaned closer as he spoke…
Looking at Chun Tao's neck, her pale yellow skin, and the calluses on her fingers—the result of years of hard work.
Farming, raising chickens and ducks, and making bamboo crafts as tools—it's all very difficult.
Chun Tao didn't know what to say. She moved her lips, opened her mouth, but couldn't utter a single word. "I... I don't know either."
Looking at the sowhat helpless mature woman, Chun Tao...
Zhao An smiled, leaned in and embraced Chun Tao, feeling her body. "I can tell you, I plan to lease land for developnt.
And I'll build a factory, and the road connecting to the village will be paved with cent.
So you really don't need to worry, I'm not lying to you."
"Really!"
Chun Tao's face lit up with joy, even the wrinkles around her eyes seed to fade considerably.
Zhao An nodded, pressing his erect penis against Chun Tao's shapely buttocks. "Auntie, how long has it been since your husband passed away?"
Chun Tao, being an experienced woman, knew what he wanted to do as soon as she felt Zhao An's penis against her buttocks. She was sowhat surprised but didn't resist. "More than ten years."
"Hmm, Auntie, I can give you so money to get dicine for the old woman, but you have to help ."
After saying that, Zhao An began to caress Chun Tao's large buttocks, pressing his fingers against her clitoris, stimulating her sexual desire.
"Mmm!"
"Teacher!"
Chun Tao gasped. The tingling and numbness in her lower body made her feel sowhat disoriented. Why was she so sensitive today?
Why was she aroused in front of a teacher?
This was too shaful.
This situation was especially shaful.
"Auntie!"
Zhao An embraced Chun Tao, reaching his hand inside her pants and kneading her.
His left hand slowly moved from her thigh to her entire vulva. The plump, tender flesh and thick pubic hair only strengthened his resolve to conquer this mature woman.
"Ah! Teacher!"
Chun Tao, sowhat frightened, raised her hands to her chest. She knew what Zhao An wanted; besides her body, she seed to have nothing else to offer. "Teacher, you're not lying to , are you?"
"No, Old Pang knows too."
"Auntie, you really make hard!"
Zhao An carried Chun Tao to the kang (heated brick bed) and slowly undressed her…
Watching the voluptuous, mature body of a rural woman slowly unfold before his eyes was absolutely exhilarating.
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