Luo Dashan’s eyes widened with shock and horror when he heard the words; he couldn’t accept that the secret he had guarded his entire life was discovered by Luo Honglan in such a manner. He stared at Luo Honglan, taking a long ti to co back to reality.
Luo Honglan waved her hand in front of him and asked out loud, "Dad, what exactly is going on? Don’t hide it from anymore. I ca back when you were discussing Brother’s background. I’ve been listening outside. If I hadn’t been worried that she would actually spread the word about Brother’s origins, do you think I would’ve given Zhou Yuni 20 yuan so easily to make her leave?"
When Luo Honglan ntioned Zhou Yuni, she frowned with irritation. However, her curiosity outweighed her annoyance towards Zhou Yuni, and she quickly continued questioning Luo Dashan, "But, let’s get back to it, Dad. What exactly is my Brother’s background?"
Upon hearing Luo Honglan’s words, Luo Dashan realized she had heard everything, and the secret he had planned to keep for a lifeti could no longer be concealed.
This girl, Luo Honglan, was usually easygoing, but once stubborn, she was unstoppable.
Moreover, at this point, he needed soone to confide in.
So, Luo Dashan began to recount the past to Luo Honglan.
Luo Zhiyong was born in 1957, a ti when the country was in turmoil and everywhere was in chaos.
A few student-looking individuals arrived in their village, supposedly sent by the school or organization to experience life there. Officially, it was described with good intentions, but in plain terms, it was a punishnt for these city dwellers to co to a rural area, sowhat similar to the later sent-down youth movent, though the term wasn’t used then.
Among those who arrived were five young people, including four n around twenty years old and one girl who was only sixteen or seventeen.
Although the young n had been raised in the city, their days in the countryside were less comfortable, but they still worked alongside the villagers doing farm work. As long as they could endure hardship, life in the countryside wasn’t too difficult for them.
However, the girl was different. Coming from the city and being young, pretty, and fair-skinned, the local young n and even grown n had never seen soone as beautiful, and of course, they all harbored thoughts.
Moreover, because the girl was alone, she couldn’t stay with the n she arrived with and was placed in a separate place to live by the village, which was sowhat secluded, attracting even more covetous glances from n.
During that ti, the moral quality of people was generally low, with many n losing sight of decency, solely driven by lust, and planning to force the girl into their own hos.
For the girl, living in Luojia Village was extrely difficult, and anyone with a less stern character likely couldn’t have survived it.
It just so happened that the place the girl was staying in was near a thatched shed owned by Luo Dashan’s family. Luo Dashan, having free ti, would often go there with his sister to gather thatch, and over ti, his sister and the girl beca acquainted.
Due to his natural shyness, Luo Dashan seldom spoke to the girl, but as they saw each other often, they weren’t strangers. Occasionally, Luo Dashan, seeing the girl alone and pitiable, would secretly keep so food from the communal pot to give to her.
In that closed era, a young man and woman eting frequently would inevitably develop so affection, no matter what.
But as for Luo Dashan at that ti, he didn’t understand what romance was. He simply felt sorry for the girl who had co to their rural area alone and without support. He wanted to help wherever he could.
As for the girl, she still hoped to return to the city and had never thought to settle down in the countryside. So, to Luo Dashan, she felt only gratitude. She even called Luo Dashan "Brother Luo," which he found completely appropriate and agreeable.
Luo Dashan gradually beca more familiar with the girl, calling her by her na, Xiutao, and their relationship grew closer, though they never crossed any boundaries.
In truth, if they had continued in this way, nothing significant might have happened between them. Maybe when the girl eventually returned to the city and rembered Luo Dashan, she would simply think of him as a good person.
But so things never go as smoothly as one would wish.
On one winter night, a good-for-nothing villager, lusting after Xiutao’s beauty, lost control of his desires after drinking, and in the cover of darkness, he went to Xiutao’s house, recklessly broke in, and attempted to force himself on her.
Xiutao fought desperately, but a woman’s strength couldn’t compare to a man’s. Just as the scoundrel was about to succeed, Luo Dashan happened to bring a bowl of hot dumpling soup to Xiutao and walked in on them.
Enraged, Luo Dashan beat up the scoundrel, drove him away, fixed Xiutao’s door, and promised that he and his sister would co by more often in the evenings, which should help prevent such incidents.
Moved or grateful, after Luo Dashan finished speaking, Xiutao threw herself into his arms without reservation.
Luo Dashan, approaching twenty and having never touched a woman’s body, was so startled that he froze, arms extended, not daring to touch any part of Xiutao’s body.
But Xiutao had her own ideas, and after stepping out of Luo Dashan’s embrace, she began to unfasten her clothes one by one until she stood bare before him.
"You..." Luo Dashan was speechless as he stared at the pure white figure before him.
Xiutao ca closer and whispered, "Brother Dashan, I don’t know how much longer I’ll be stuck in this godforsaken place, and I’m afraid I won’t be able to return to the city anyti soon. Given the vile thoughts of the n in this village, I might not be able to protect myself. Instead of giving myself to those filthy n, I’d rather give myself to you."
After speaking, Xiutao reached out to pull Luo Dashan towards her.
The honest Luo Dashan, though he had begun to harbor so thoughts, knew that there were things he shouldn’t do and imdiately waved his hands, turning to leave.
But Xiutao grabbed Luo Dashan, tears streaming down her face, looking at him imploringly, and asked, "Brother Dashan, do you despise ? If you do, once you turn to leave, I’ll end my life for you to see."
Luo Dashan, who had been ready to flee, was completely frightened by Xiutao’s words and could only watch as she stood before him, her bare body exposed.
Seeing his reaction, Xiutao gave a soft smile and pressed her naked body against Luo Dashan’s chest.
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