I Bacame the Mother of His Child-Chapter 33 - 32: Rascal Li Tiezi

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Night once again fell.

Xu Xiuxiu had just finished helping Song Chengguang wash up, and she kept the lights on into the deep of night. Outside, insects chirped and birds called, creating a tense and fearsome atmosphere indoors. Song Chengguang had fallen asleep early, lulled by her, now snoring softly and cutely flipping over in his sleep. The room was very quiet. She was the only one awake, watching as time slowly crept toward dawn, and only then did Xu Xiuxiu take a deep breath, turn off the light, and go to sleep.

The bedroom became even quieter after the light was off. Xu Xiuxiu lay quietly on the wooden bed, her gaze fixed tense on the unsafe door, worried and scared that someone might sneak in.

Time slowly passed, and it was so prolonged that Xu Xiuxiu began to doubt Song Yuanhuan's judgment; her eyelids grew heavy due to her habitual sleep schedule.

Suddenly—

Loud noises came from the yard, sounding like a fight, followed by muffled grunts of someone trying to endure the pain.

Xu Xiuxiu quickly awoke from the bed, her eyes fixed on the door, listening to the barely audible cursing outside, guessing it might be Song Yuanhuan who had prevailed. But she couldn't help worrying, so she reached out to wrap her arms around Song Chengguang's small body, pulled the inside light on, and opened the door.

Under the night sky, Song Yuanhuan stood at the garden gate, stepping on a struggling figure.

"It's alright, go back to sleep," Song Yuanhuan's voice came slowly, carrying a soothing tone.

Xu Xiuxiu, massaging Song Chengguang's small body, didn't ask out loud how Song Yuanhuan planned to deal with the man; she merely nodded, went back inside, closed the door, her heart pounding uncontrollably.

Seeing Xu Xiuxiu return inside, Song Yuanhuan then grimly picked up the thief she had subdued from the ground, grabbed him by the back of his neck, and walked to the adjacent main hall. He entered the room, threw the person inside, followed, and locked the door. The next moment, the room lit up brightly.

"Brother Song, please, I beg you to be magnanimous and spare me! I had a few too many drinks, got all muddled up, and couldn't recognize my own house in the middle of the night. Please don't hold this against me," Li Tiezi, realizing his cover was blown and that he had hit a snag, immediately knelt down wisely, begging Song Yuanhuan while slapping his own face.

Song Yuanhuan pulled over a chair in the room, lazily sat down, exuding a cold aura, silently watching Li Tiezi, the village rogue, slapping his own cheek.

"Brother Song, look, we're neighbors, our homes separated by just a wall. It's common to walk into the wrong house when drunk, right, brother?" Seeing that Song Yuanhuan didn't respond, Li Tiezi quickly fished out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes from his pocket and obsequiously handed it to Song Yuanhuan, "Here, Brother Song, have a smoke. It'll surely make you happy as an immortal." Clearly, Li Tiezi was treating Song Yuanhuan like one of his rowdy friends at this moment!

He knew Song Yuanhuan had also often gone bird-catching in the hills and fishing in the rivers with the village children when he was younger, but those old ties were limited to childhood. Now Song Yuanhuan was at least an officer in the military, worlds apart from a rogue like him, especially since he had been caught trespassing in the middle of the night. If Song Yuanhuan, displeased, decided to send him to the county jail, his life would be utterly ruined.

"Brother Song, come on, have a Daqianmen. It's really good stuff," as he took out the cigarette and handed it to Song Yuanhuan.

"Li Tiezi, talk! Why have you been sneaking around repeatedly? If you tell the truth, I might consider letting you off," Song Yuanhuan said with a stern face, completely ignoring the cigarette Li Tiezi offered.

"Brother Song, how dare I sneak around repeatedly! I really drank too much tonight and couldn't recognize my own house!" Li Tiezi wore a pained expression. "Just a moment ago, I was still drinking with Gouzi in the village. You can ask him if you don't believe me." His face claimed innocence, but his heart was pounding.

Damn it, from ancient times to the present, it's said that beauty misleads people. He just refused to believe this evil.

It's Xu Xiuxiu's fault for becoming increasingly charming, her skin soft and smooth like a boiled egg, emanating a seductive aura. A few months ago, after seeing her, as a bachelor, he would close his eyes in his room and think of her, itching for an opportunity to touch her small hands and face, his mind itching like it had been scratched by bugs and increasingly uncomfortable. Moreover, Song Yuanhuan was often not at home, and that woman, after tasting the pleasure of a man, must be desperately lonely, just like Mrs. Song in the village, likely very restless in her loneliness!

With only her in the house most days, he gradually harbored inappropriate thoughts. The first time he sneaked over in the middle of the night without psychological preparation, he suffered a big loss, and he stayed quiet for many days afterward. But the Song family continued their lives as if nothing had happened. He guessed Xu Xiuxiu, concerned about her reputation, dared not spread the word, and he secretly felt pleased for quite a while. Soon, Xu Xiuxiu went to join the army.

But now that Xu Xiuxiu had returned from the army, refreshed by the company of men, she looked even more beautiful, even better than the women on TV. His desire became even stronger; last night, he sneaked over in the middle of the night only to find no one home and left disappointed. Today, he saw the light in her house stay on till midnight, sure that she was home, his spirits were high. After waiting half the night, he went out, but just his luck, he was caught red-handed by Song Yuanhuan.

Even a fool would realize by now that Song Yuanhuan had been deliberately waiting for him!

"Li Tiezi, don't think I don't know about the sneaky things you do every day. If you confess properly, it's good; if not, I have ways to make you talk," said Song Yuanhuan, a soldier, who usually didn't like using military methods on people but obviously thought it necessary to control a troublemaker like Li Tiezi with force.

"Brother Song, I really was just drunk and confused, what do you want me to confess!" Li Tiezi stubbornly denied.

Song Yuanhuan glared at him coldly for a long moment, his tall figure rising from the chair.

Crack—

A crisp sound of bones dislocating followed by Li Tiezi's agonized scream, his heart-wrenching bellow startled Xu Xiuxiu, who was in the next room soothing little Song Chengguang. Song Chengguang even shifted his body uncomfortably in protest.

Xu Xiuxiu held him closer and gently patted his back to calm him, and Song Chengguang's furrowed brow slowly relaxed.

In the next room, Li Tiezi was now kneeling on the ground, his forehead streaming with cold sweat. His right arm hung by his side, limp and motionless like it was crippled. Li Tiezi now realized that Song Yuanhuan wasn't joking and immediately knelt on the ground, kowtowing for mercy, "Brother Song, please spare me! It's my fault, I was blinded by my stupidity. You can hit me or scold me, but please don't send me to the police."

"Ready to confess now?" Song Yuanhuan asked.

"I'll confess, I'll confess everything," Li Tiezi nodded vigorously, worried that if he continued to be stubborn, he might end up with a disability by tonight.