Take Along A Spring

Bai Mei currently felt the same way, as she would also be flocking back and forth in the Crystal Palace. But it was completely different from the feeling of being the center of attention right now, as most of her subordinates were around her because of the benefits. On the other hand, the old grannies and mistresses in Poplar Gully truly liked her from the bottom of their hearts.    

A woman's heart was sometimes very sensitive, and Bai Mei could feel the sincerity of her fellow villagers in Poplar Gully. This was perhaps one of the few closed mountain villages in the world that had such simplicity, and it was already hard to find such a thing in a large city filled with reinforced concrete.    

Everyone was enjoying a hearty dinner, even Bai Mei had to eat a lot. Under the siege of the Poplar Gully, they still wanted to be reserved, keep dreaming, if you don't want to eat, you can just pinch it into your bowl, and it's already in your bowl, if you don't want to eat, then you don't have to give me face.    

After dinner, the group of ladies sat for a while longer before going back to their own homes. Zhong Runjuan was troubled by this. She only had a few rooms, so where could Bai Mei sleep?    

Zhong Runjuan, who was still conflicted, quietly asked Yang Fann whether he should let Bai Mei sleep together with him. Yang Fann was so scared that he almost fell off his chair: "Oh my god, you're really on my side. You actually don't mind your own son suffering losses. Can Bai Mei agree?"    

"Forget it. Your mom has heard that people in the city are very open-minded. Honestly speaking, how long have you and Bai Mei been dating each other? How far have the two of them progressed?" Zhong Runjuan would never let go of the chain at critical moments. If she could make the marriage of her son official while it was still hot, why would it be so difficult for her, as an old lady, to pretend that she didn't see the two of them sleeping together?    

As a result, Yang Fann soon slipped away and went to sleep at Yang Sanmao's house.    

This caused Zhong Runjuan to be disappointed and happy at the same time. The disappointing thing was that it seemed that her son and Bai Mei had not progressed to such a stage yet, and the happy thing was that Yang Fann and Bai Mei did not do any shameful things.    

Zhong Runjuan's feelings were conflicted. This was probably what it meant to be a mother.    

Bai Mei slept in Yang Fann's room, and of course she slept on Yang Fann's bed.    

However, Zhong Runjuan gave her a clean set of bedding and did not let Bai Mei use Yang Fann's bed.    

Lying on Yang Fann's bed and looking at the wooden roof, Bai Mei's thoughts were in disarray, she felt as if it had been a lifetime.    

He had never imagined that he would be lying on a man's bed in such a remote mountain village, watching the man grow up on a big roof. This feeling was both novel and interesting, filled with incredulity.    

However, all of this seemed so natural that it didn't make Bai Mei feel any kind of unpleasantness. As a woman, and also a very beautiful woman, she actually didn't have any nervousness or anxiety about being in a strange environment, and even didn't have any worries about her safety. It had to be said that this was fate.    

The next morning, Bai Mei woke up from her sweet dream.    

How many years had it been since that day when she was forced to marry that heartless old pervert during her internship? Bai Mei had never slept as comfortably as she had last night.    

Even after the old pervert was sentenced to death, Bai Mei would often be woken up by nightmares at midnight. Many times, when she woke up at midnight, she would shed tears.    

However, just last night in a strange little village, on a man's bed, she had once again found the same feeling she had when she was a young girl, the same sweet, beautiful, pink dream she had when she was a young girl.    

After dressing up and pushing open the door, the fragrance of plants and vegetation that could only be smelt in the mountains assaulted her senses. Bai Mei greedily took in a deep breath of the rare fresh air, elegantly stretching her waist and displaying a woman's most beautiful appearance to nature.    

"What a beautiful bathing picture of the morning sun. I am truly blessed today." Yang Fann cupped his fists as he walked in from the entrance of the courtyard. Following the example of a fair-skinned boy on TV, he said in a sour tone, "My wife has always been alright. I wonder where my wife lives, how old is she? "    

"I live at the Liang Household in Tokyo. My maiden name is Pan and my maiden name is Jin Lian. May I ask if mister's surname is Wu Mo?" Bai Mei playfully blinked her eyes and started talking with Yang Fann.    

"Ugh …" "I don't have a brother named Wu Song. My surname is Xi Men. I'm very happy to meet you. Everyone calls me …"    

Just as Yang Fann was about to say that he was called Officer Xi Men, a broom broom suddenly flew out from the kitchen. It was followed by Zhong Runjuan's shout, "I'll call you Xi Men Qing, see if I don't smash your butt!"    

Yang Fann fled in panic and went to the backyard to feed the black bear to the birds, afraid of disturbing Bai Mei's sleep. Last night, the black bear suffered an unfair treatment and was sent to the backyard by Zhong Runjuan.    

After so many years, Yang Xiangdong's health was not good and the whole family was supported by Zhong Runjuan alone. If she was not aggressive, then the whole family would be in trouble and they would be bullied to death!    

In the countryside, not all of them were kind-hearted people, every village had a few hoodlums, idlers and scoundrels, and if a family member was too weak, they would often be bullied by them. The Poplar Gully was no exception, although it was much better than other villages, but there was also a lot of idle people, and if there was no one in the family who could keep up with the situation, they would still suffer.    

This was a rule set by Yang Fann himself. Every morning before going to work, he would gather at his home, firstly, to summarize the previous day's work, and secondly, personally pay the previous day's wages. There was a saying in those large companies that it was called the Morning Meet, which was used to motivate the morale of the employees and enhance the staff's cohesion.    

One day or two wouldn't be enough to tell what was going on. As long as the process continued for a long time, the power of brainwashing would show itself. Just by looking at the various actions of those people who had been brainwashed, one could tell how powerful brainwashing was.    

Killing and arson, acting as a human bomb, not sparing himself and his family's lives to strive for his own ideals …    

And so on and so forth. These were all done by the person who brainwashed them. The power of brainwashing could not be exchanged with money or benefits. It was the number one unique skill in history that no other means could match!