73: Chapter 73 What brings you here, old man? You've got some free time to come to my house.

The surrounding villagers of Death Fishing Village heard the commotion and all turned to look.

Upon seeing that it was Kang Dalei, everyone shook their heads helplessly and bent back down to work in the fields.

"This is the fifth time he's been hit in the last three days, isn't it?"

"Sigh, little Lei is a good kid in every other way, and he works hard in the fields, but he's just a bit lecherous. He's grown up now and still doesn't have a wife. We should introduce someone to him sometime, so he stops staring at Widow Song all the time."

"That's right. Look at that hundred-mu field; he finished it in just three days. If nothing else, the lad is certainly in good shape. Finding him a girl shouldn't be a problem."

As the crowd muttered amongst themselves, Kang Dalei stared innocently at Widow Song, who had just slapped him, looking a bit aggrieved.

"Sister Song, this is the fifth time already."

Widow Song, however, wore a stern expression and retorted sharply:

"You know it's the fifth time, yet you still dare to sneak touches?"

"I didn't."

"Still trying to deny it?"

"Slap." Another slap landed.

This time, however, Kang Dalei caught Widow Song's hand.

"What's this? Trying to sneak another attack in? Come on, let me have a kiss as compensation."

"You—you're doing it again!"

Seeming accustomed to this, Widow Song turned her face away, looking thoroughly disgusted.

"Xiao Lei, Sister-in-law has already told you. Sister-in-law doesn't like men younger than her. Please, stop this."

Kang Dalei, however, was unfazed.

"We only have a ten-year age gap now. In a hundred years, or a thousand years, what does such a small difference even matter?"

"If you don't behave yourself, Sister-in-law will be truly angry."

Widow Song was truly at her wit's end.

She didn't know what had gotten into this little bastard; ever since they had met in the fields last time, he had been pestering her constantly.

He had been well-behaved the first day, but by the second, he had dared to start touching her—touching her face.

Kang Dalei held onto Widow Song's hand; while it wasn't as soft as a young maiden's, it had a unique feel to it.

"Sister Song, you hit me. Shouldn't you offer some compensation for that slap? Let me have a kiss."

"No, Xiao Lei. How am I supposed to hold my head up in this village?"

Widow Song struggled desperately to pull away; if she hadn't been physically weaker than Kang Dalei, she would have run off long ago.

"Hehehe, no way. I'm getting that kiss today."

Kang Dalei chuckled, his hands beginning to wander.

Seeing his expression turn dazed, Widow Song knew the little rascal had lecherous intentions.

She hurriedly shielded her chest and began to struggle.

If she were truly molested by this rascal, how could she ever face the other villagers in the Fishing Village again?

"You can't, Xiao Lei. This isn't right."

"It's mutual consent, what's wrong with that?"

"What are you two doing?"

Just as Kang Dalei was getting carried away while pestering Widow Song, a slightly childish voice from behind interrupted the rare moment.

A little boy wearing a longevity lock, barefoot, with a tuft of hair on his forehead, was peering at them curiously.

But as soon as Kang Dalei turned his head, the little boy immediately furrowed his brows.

"Kang Dalei, it's you again!"

The little boy pointed at Kang Dalei and said indignantly:

"Was it you? Are you trying to bully my godmother again?"

"Little brat, don't spout nonsense, or Uncle will give you a beating."

Faced with the little boy's protective stance, Kang Dalei raised a hand, making a show of wanting to hit him.

But the little boy wasn't afraid of his threat in the slightest.

"Kang Dalei, you're so shameless. You haven't even sprouted all your hair yet, and you want to be my uncle?"

"You little brat, get lost!"

Seeing that the little boy was clearly displeased with him, Kang Dalei decided to ignore him and waved his hand, wanting him to leave.

But with Widow Song still cornered, how could the little boy possibly leave?

Faced with such a shameless, stinking rogue like Kang Dalei, the little boy didn't hesitate. He walked up to Widow Song, stood in front of her, and glared at Kang Dalei:

"If you dare to bully my godmother again, I'll tell the Village Chief, and he won't introduce you to any wives!"

"A wife?" Upon hearing the word 'wife,' Kang Dalei instantly forgot all about Widow Song. He hurriedly patted the little boy on the back of the head and moved to the side.

"Little Niuwa, what did you just say? A wife? What kind of wife? Where is this wife coming from?"

The little boy was tough; faced with Kang Dalei's questioning, he simply crossed his arms and acted indifferent.

"Three bottles of sweet water, and I'll tell you."

"One bottle." Kang Dalei's face darkened.

This little thing really knew how to extort him.

The little boy shook his head like a rattle.

"No way, no way! It's three bottles. There's also Huwa and the others; how is one bottle supposed to be enough to share?"

"Huwa?" Kang Dalei's eyes lit up. He patted the little boy on the forehead, took out a bottle of azure white dew, and placed it in front of him.

"Is the Village Chief planning to introduce me to Huwa's sister? The girl who looks like a lotus flower?"

Little Niuwa took the bottle of azure white dew, looking very unhappy.

"You really are eyeing Sister Hu. But you have no hope now; a wealthy family from the city took a liking to her, and they already sent the betrothal gifts yesterday."

"What?" Kang Dalei's hair stood on end when he heard this news.

Death Fishing Village was all his property; how could he let outsiders have designs on the village girls?

"Tell me, which bastard family dares to snatch my wife?"

"Pah! Shameless! When did Sister Hu ever become your wife?"

Little Niuwa pushed away Kang Dalei's hand from his head, looking displeased.

He thought for a moment and added, "I heard it's not that Sister Hu wants to marry; it's because the master of that wealthy city family took a fancy to her and wants to force her to be his concubine."

"In that case, I still have a chance."

Hearing this, Kang Dalei's brows relaxed. He patted the little boy on his bald head again and vanished from the spot in the blink of an eye.

His women? When did it ever become someone else's turn to marry them? If anyone was going to marry her, it would be him.

He would go check where Hu Niu was first.

Having been patted on the head by Kang Dalei and failing to get the rest of the azure white dew, Little Niuwa cursed towards the village entrance.

"Fine, you shameless Kang! You even cheat children! You already owe me four bottles of sweet water! Watch out, or you'll end up with a son who has no asshole!"

The people in the fields heard Little Niuwa cursing Kang Dalei again. They looked at each other and shook their heads, all wearing expressions of weary resignation, having long grown accustomed to it.

"Looks like Little Niuwa got swindled by Xiao Lei again."

"That's the fourth time already. We're used to it."

"Neither of those two little bastards is any good."

At that moment, Little Niuwa's mother suddenly straightened up from the field and casually cursed.

Seeing this, the crowd smiled and shook their heads again.

Death Fishing Village was quite large, and the small fish pond where Kang Dalei lived was only a part of it.

There were many other families in the Fishing Village, about thirty-four households in total—not too many, but not too few either.

In some places, due to constant harassment by demonic beasts, the population was pitifully small, and having even a dozen households was considered decent.

Walking on the path to Huwa's house, Kang Dalei was still wondering who was so blind that they dared to have designs on the girls of his Fishing Village.

He ran head-on into Prefect Leng Feng, who was visiting his Death Fishing Village once again.

Looking at this father-in-law who had tried to swindle him last time, Kang Dalei didn't give him any face at all.

"Yo, look who it is. Isn't this Prefect Leng Feng? To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit, old man?"

Prefect Leng Feng had been in a good mood and was planning to greet Kang Dalei, but as soon as he was about to speak, he was met with such a snide remark, and his anger flared instantly.