novelraw Chapter 202 I scratch his face, you kick his leg
Chapter 202 I scratch his face, you kick his leg
After the fright he just experienced, Zhang Changyao had already thought of a way to escape.
While straightening his collar, which Miao Yu had just tugged at, he pleaded with Miao Yu.
"Zhang Changyao, we've come this far, it's too late for you to regret it now."
If you leave now without doing anything, I'll go tell your wife tomorrow that we're going to sleep together.
In other words, it doesn't matter whether you sleep with me or not.
"You'd be better off just agreeing to sleep with me; that way, I won't cause you any trouble."
Miao Yu then ripped open Zhang Changyao's clothes, which were still unbuttoned, and forcefully pressed him down onto the kang (a heated brick bed).
She was so frantic, pressing him down, determined to have a good time with Zhang Changyao.
"Miao Yu, you're not even human, let alone that man from before."
This is all consensual; how can you do something like this?
You're a female hooligan, a rapist. You've broken the law and will go to jail.
If you dare touch me, I'll go to the police station and report you in a minute.
I'll get you fired before you even get pregnant.
By then, no one can protect you, and no one will want you.
I'll treat you like you're made of dog poop, let's see how you plot and scheme then.
Zhang Changyao sobbed uncontrollably, tears of grievance streaming down his face and into his ears.
It overflowed from the cochlea, wetting a patch the size of a child's palm on the quilt.
She kept cursing Miao Yu, hoping that Miao Yu would stop her behavior.
"Zhang Changyao, stop crying like a wronged woman, as if I'm the one who bullied you."
Miao Yu was also startled when she heard this. Knowing that Zhang Changyao was capable of such a thing, she got up and sat down to watch Zhang Changyao.
Fearing that Miao Yu would come again, Zhang Changyao cried even louder, his body trembling with tears streaming down his face.
Miao Yu was annoyed by his crying, so she waved her hand, indicating that he could leave.
Zhang Changyao pushed open the door and ran out of the yard, only to be dumbfounded when he reached the gate—the donkey cart was nowhere to be seen.
"Oh no, oh no, my donkey cart is gone."
Zhang Changyao was a hundred times more nervous than before, and he jogged through every alleyway in search.
He searched the entire town, but couldn't find a trace of the donkey cart.
He was exhausted, both physically and mentally. His hands and feet were numb, so he leaned against a big tree and began to cry uncontrollably.
The commotion was so loud that all the dogs in half the town started crying and barking along with him.
"Young man, it's past midnight, what are you doing howling like that instead of sleeping?"
An old man walked out of a shop on the side of the road in the town.
Rubbing my sleepy eyes, I pushed open the door and saw someone grabbing their hair.
Zhang Changyao, who was crying his heart out, couldn't help but come over and ask.
"Uncle, I went out to run errands during the day and my donkey cart was stolen."
I searched for half the night but couldn't find it. It must have been taken away and sold.
"We only have this one donkey, and we haven't even finished paying off the debt for the three-wheeled cart."
Zhang Changyao looked up at the old man wearing a cotton-padded coat, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably.
"Young man, is your donkey gray with a white nose?"
"There's a water bucket tied to the donkey cart," the old man asked Zhang Changyao with a smile.
"Uncle, yes, yes, who did you see take it? Can you tell me?"
"If I find the donkey cart, I'll come and kowtow to you tomorrow."
Zhang Changyao jumped up excitedly and held the old man's hand tightly, refusing to let go.
"No need to kowtow, just hurry up and walk east along this road."
When it got dark, your donkey cart passed by on this road.
We were all wondering why there was no one on the donkey cart.
The old man tugged at his cotton-padded coat, which was about to slip off, and turned to go back into the house.
Zhang Changyao knelt down in front of the old man's back and kowtowed three times.
He got up and headed home, walking back to find the donkey cart.
After passing through a village and crossing a river, there was still no sign of a donkey cart, and Zhang Changyao began to feel uneasy.
He always thought he hadn't looked carefully enough and had missed some nooks and crannies along the roadside, so he kept turning around and looking back.
"Brother Du Qiu, look over there, that person looks like Zhang Changyao."
Yang Wu, who was on a donkey cart not far away, pointed to the figure peeking out from the edge of the woods ahead and exclaimed in surprise.
"Wu Ni, don't shout yet. Let's see what he's up to. Maybe it's a ghost."
Du Qiu grabbed Yang Wuni's raised hand with one hand and held the reins of the donkey cart with the other.
I walked forward little by little, afraid of disturbing the figures in the distance.
Zhang Changyao wasn't looking where he was going and was still searching in the woods. Since he couldn't see clearly inside, he bent over and lay on the ground to look inside.
"Wu Ni, I knew this person wasn't normal. He might be crazy or stupid."
Du Qiu sat down a bit, patted the back of the donkey cart, and dashed past Zhang Changyao.
Hearing the sound, Zhang Changyao turned around sharply, only to find the road ahead completely empty and deserted.
He felt a chill run down his spine and struggled to his feet, looking around.
A donkey cart sped off in the opposite direction, carrying two dark figures.
"Oh dear! It's so late, could it be that someone picked up my donkey cart while I was passing by and I'm rushing to town to sell it?"
Zhang Changyao's head buzzed, and he took off running, chasing after the donkey cart.
"Oh no! Brother Du Qiu, we're doomed! That guy's chasing us! He's crazy! Quick, run!"
Sitting on the cart floor, Yang Wuni watched the shadow of the donkey cart getting closer and closer, and anxiously patted Du Qiu's back.
Du Qiu held onto Yang Wuni with one hand to prevent her from falling, and slapped the donkey's rump hard with the other.
The donkey, its rump throbbing with pain, charged off like a madman and galloped wildly down the road.
"Oh no! It really is the one who stole my car! You thief who stole a donkey, I don't believe I can't catch you."
Zhang Changyao used all his strength and ran like a madman, throwing down his saddle.
Du Qiu had lost control of the donkey and let it run diagonally into the furrow.
Yang Wuni was so jolted that she lost her grip on the cart plank, tumbled off the donkey cart, and fell into the ditch.
Du Qiu, who was holding onto Yang Wuni and refusing to let go, was also pulled by Yang Wuni and rolled over, falling next to her.
The donkey didn't stop; it continued galloping into the river.
Its four hooves were not pointing in the same direction, and it slipped on the ice.
After struggling several times without being able to get up, he finally had no choice but to lie obediently on the ice, panting heavily.
"Haha! Looks like God is on my side."
Zhang Changyao, breathless and clutching his stomach, chased after him.
"Wu Ni, how are you? Where did you hurt yourself?" Du Qiu got up and grabbed Yang Wu Ni's arm.
"Brother Du Qiu, the madman... the madman is coming too, you have to leave quickly." Yang Wuni got up and shielded Du Qiu with her body.
"Wu Ni, I'm fine. You hide behind me. I can beat him."
Du Qiu quickly got up, stood in front of Yang Wuni, and spread her arms.
"Brother Du Qiu, it looks like this madman is exhausted too. Why don't we both go for it?"
I'll scratch his face, you kick his leg, and we'll break his leg and run away.