"Where's that idiot Long Gen? Get him out here right now! Long Gen, I'll fuck your ancestors! Get your ass out here, you son of a bitch! You dared to fuck my woman?! Come out!" Wang Erniu jumped down from his truck, raving like a madman, cursing at the top of his lungs.
That afternoon, when he'd come home, his wife was lying on the bed with white foam at her mouth, her legs splayed, and her pussy wasn't even dry yet. Wang Erniu wasn't stupid. His wife, Huang Juan, was good-looking, and plenty of people had their eyes on her. He knew she'd been fucked, and it made him stomp his feet in a rage. At first, Huang Juan refused to say a word—who would believe that an idiot had drugged and fucked her?
But she couldn't hide it forever and eventually spilled the beans. Wang Erniu was stunned. Damn it, I haven't even managed to drug Shen Lijuan yet, and my own wife has been fucked by an idiot!
How was he supposed to swallow this insult?
He brooded for two days. Having his wife fucked by someone else was a disgrace, so he wanted to keep it quiet if possible. Life had to go on, after all. But every time he saw his wife's buttocks arched or noticed her walking with her legs spread wide—and saw that her pussy was red and swollen—he felt a suffocating sense of grievance!
He steeled his heart. Damn it, you fucked my wife, so I'm going to fuck your Auntie! Either that, or give me twenty thousand yuan, and we'll call it even.
"Wang Erniu, what do you think you're doing? How did Long Gen offend you? Why are you cursing so foully?" He Jingwen and the others were at Shen Lijuan's house, with the three women preparing lunch.
Hearing someone outside cursing at Long Gen made their blood boil—it felt worse than being insulted themselves.
"What am I doing?" Wang Erniu's face was hard to look at—sharp-featured and monkey-like. In his rage, his face twisted into a hideous scowl. "That idiot Long Gen went to town last time and raped my wife! I'm going to beat him to death today! Long Gen, get out here, you bastard!"
"What? Long Gen slept with your wife?" Shen Lijuan frowned. Knowing Long Gen's nature, it was entirely possible he'd fucked the woman, but she hadn't heard anything about it.
He Jingwen's heart tightened. Rape was a serious charge. If it were proven true, he'd be behind bars for years.
"Your name is Wang Erniu, right? I am He Jingwen, the Township chief of Liuhe Township." He Jingwen stepped forward, her pretty face cold as she questioned him. "You say Long Gen raped your wife? Do you have any evidence? You need proof to catch a thief, and you need to catch a cheater in bed. No one will believe your empty words."
"I'm worried you might be countersued for defamation—that carries a prison sentence too, you know."
He Jingwen's eyes turned icy, staring at Wang Erniu like a venomous snake.
Wang Erniu's loud shouting had already drawn a crowd of villagers. This was terrible for Long Gen's reputation, especially after she'd praised him just this morning. Wasn't this bastard intentionally trying to sabotage things? How would they carry out their work after this?
More importantly, rape was no small matter. If Long Gen were sent to the precinct, who would help these women "plow their private fields"? They'd be left in a desperate state.
"The... the Township chief?" Wang Erniu froze, his mouth twitching. How had he run into the Township chief? But man, this Township chief was beautiful—high-chested, long-legged, and swaying as she moved.
"Township chief He, you have to help me! I've been wronged! I went out to deliver a load of goods, and when I came back, my wife had been fucked by that idiot. You have to give me justice."
Wang Erniu wasn't stupid. Since the Township chief was here, he decided to blow the whole thing wide open. He'd scare Shen Lijuan, squeeze some money out of her, and then find a way to fuck her while he was out delivering goods later.
That woman had fair skin, big tits, and a perky ass—she was incredibly tender. If he could fuck her, it wouldn't be a loss for him.
"Wang Erniu, don't you dare slander people!" Shen Lijuan was frantic. Her bulging chest heaved with rage; she was truly furious.
Long Gen, you really did it this time. That big stick of yours is impressive, but look at the trouble you've poked into! Little bastard!
"Who's slandering whom? That idiot fucked my wife!" Wang Erniu argued back. The Township chief was standing right there, so what was there to fear?
"Wang Erniu, you say Long Gen fucked your wife, but you didn't see it with your own eyes. Why are you so sure it was him? He's been back for days—why are you only coming here now?" Chen Xianglian held Shen Lijuan back and spoke up slowly.
"So what if I didn't see it? It was him! It was that idiot! Long Gen, get out here! Get out here right now!" Wang Erniu faltered. He really couldn't explain it because he hadn't actually seen anything. He resorted to acting like a hooligan. "Oh, Township chief, you have to help me! My wife was fucked by someone else, and these people are being so unreasonable! So unreasonable!"
"Long Gen, come out! I'm going to kill you! You son of a bitch, you fucked my wife, I'll fight you to the death, you bastard...!"
Wang Erniu began throwing a tantrum like a common street hag, cursing and jumping around. Eventually, he just started leaning on his truck's horn, beep-beep-beep, attracting the entire village.
"This son of a bitch is throwing a fit. What do we do?" Shen Lijuan frowned deeply, whispering to Chen Xianglian.
He Jingwen was also in a bind. As they say, "A scholar meeting a soldier cannot argue with reason." Wang Erniu was shouting at the top of his lungs that Long Gen had fucked his wife, yet he couldn't produce a shred of evidence.
"Wang Erniu, what are you doing? Making such a scene and cursing like that... has your brain gone soft too?"
"Go to hell! I'm looking for that idiot. That dog-spawn fucked my wife, and I'm going to kill the bastard today!" Wang Erniu glared, looking fierce.
"What? The idiot fucked your wife? You've got to be joking."
"Who the fuck is joking with you? If your wife got fucked, would you be in the mood for jokes?" Wang Erniu snapped back.
The villager clutched his stomach, laughing so hard he could barely breathe.
"What are you laughing at? You want me to handle you?" Wang Erniu's face looked awkward. Failing to watch over his wife was embarrassing enough for a man, and making this much noise meant everyone would know his wife had been fucked by tomorrow.
But since he'd already started the scene, there was no way to back down. He had to keep going in hopes of getting some money out of it.
"That idiot Long Gen is 'impotent,' didn't you know? That thing in his pants is like wet mud—he can't get it up. Hahaha! He can't get it hard, so how could he fuck your wife? He has to use his hands just to lift it to pee, and you think he fucked your wife? You're a real blockhead, aren't you?"
"What? The thing in his pants is wet mud? Impossible! Absolutely impossible! He fucked my wife so hard she couldn't walk for three days! Her legs were splayed wide!"
Wang Erniu shook his head, refusing to believe it.
"Believe it or not, the whole village knows. That thing is a pile of mush. How could he fuck a woman?"
"Yeah, Wang Erniu, are you just picking on him because he's an idiot?"
"Wang Erniu, just leave. The whole village knows what Long Gen is like. Sleeping with your wife is absolutely impossible. Stop trying to bully him; Long Gen is a VIP for our village now." The honest Li Sanshui took a drag of his cigarette and spoke in a deep voice.
Wang Erniu's face twitched. He was confused. He'd heard Long Gen was an idiot, but he'd never heard that the guy couldn't get it hard.
Is that right? If he can't get it up, how could he have fucked my wife?
"Wang Erniu, are you bullying him? You couldn't watch your own wife, so you're taking your anger out on Long Gen, is that it?" Hearing the crowd, Shen Lijuan felt much more at ease. "I'm telling you, Long Gen is my nephew. He's had a hard life, but he's not someone just anyone can bully!"
"I..." Wang Erniu was stuck.
What was going on? Huang Juan had said she'd been fucked by Long Gen, but if the guy couldn't get it hard, how did he do it? Had Huang Juan made a mistake, or was she lying to him?
"Uh, well... I... I got it wrong. Sorry, sorry. I'll be going now..." Wang Erniu looked embarrassed and tried to slip away.
But He Jingwen blocked the front of his truck. "Hmph! If you try to stir up trouble out of nothing again, it won't be this easy!"
"Yes, yes... of course." Wang Erniu was as quiet as a cicada in winter. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, started the engine, and vanished in an instant.
Once Wang Erniu was gone, the shop became quiet again. The trouble was resolved, but Shen Lijuan couldn't bring herself to be happy; in fact, she was secretly worried.
As the old saying goes, "Flies don't target an uncracked egg." Whether Long Gen's "thing" was wet mud or not, these three women knew very well. It wasn't trash; it was a genuine "Golden Cudgel"—it could grow or shrink, and it could be long or short.
If this little bastard went out and stirred up more trouble like this, what would they do?
"Little bastard!" Shen Lijuan cursed through gritted teeth, wanting to skin him alive. "No, I have to keep a tighter leash on that brat. He's up to no good all day, ignoring proper business! What if something really happens later?"
"How can we control him? Is it even possible?" He Jingwen frowned.
He was basically her man now. He was the one who conquered her; she'd never once conquered him. How could she control him? Every time they met, she was fucked into total submission.
"Yeah, Long Gen is wild. He won't be easy to manage. Maybe we should just let him be and give him a warning now and then." Chen Xianglian shook her head and sighed. "We're his women now, what choice do we have? Let him be. Besides, the three of us together can't even handle him..."
"Hmph! Tonight I'm going to give him a 'Three Mothers Teaching the Son' session! This has gone too far! People are literally coming to the door now—we have to take charge!" Shen Lijuan was resolute.
First and foremost, she was thinking of Long Gen. Someone had come to the door, and the "impotent" excuse worked once, but what about the second or third time? People don't just make things up for no reason.
If someone actually reported him to the authorities, he'd go to prison. He was too young to be ruined like that.
Right now, Long Gen has a lot of face in the village. After He Jingwen's speech, many people were praising him. If this scandal broke, it would be so ugly. Ultimately, she was looking out for Long Gen's future.
"Sister Lijuan has a point. We have to keep a lid on things. He can't just jump on every woman he sees. And he definitely can't use force—that really would be rape." Analyzing it this way, He Jingwen also realized the severity of the situation.
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