Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 31 - 31 31 Using Oneself as Interest

31: Chapter 31 Using Oneself as Interest 31: Chapter 31 Using Oneself as Interest Yang Fan waited at the door for a short while before Li Jia, her face flushed with embarrassment, finally opened the door.

She looked quite uneasy, her evasive gaze filled with awkwardness.

“I didn’t know you were busy, you answered, and I just came in,” Yang Fan took the initiative to explain.

Although it was only a fleeting glimpse, he still saw what there was to be seen.

Li Jia’s pair were nicely shaped, only, probably because she had children, the tips were quite prominent and the nipples were fairly large.

However, the color was still a healthy pink and hadn’t turned black like some people’s do.

The size seemed like it would be satisfying to chew on.

Li Jia hung her head, muttering in a low, embarrassed voice, “I answered instinctively, I…

forget about it.”

“Actually, I didn’t see anything there, so don’t be nervous,” Yang Fan commented with a forced laugh.

He was trying to ease the awkward atmosphere, but it seemed he inadvertently let slip a revealing remark.

Not seeing anything there, what a load of nonsense!

Li Jia raised a hand to bite her finger, her face suddenly reddening as if she had been ironed with a hot iron.

Yang Fan didn’t know what to say for a moment.

His damned mouth.

The two stood at the doorway like they were in a cold war, for about a minute or two, before Li Jia, as if coming back to life, said in a fluster, “Please, have a seat, I’ll…

I’ll make you some tea.”

This was a tea-producing area, after all; no matter whose home you entered, you were always offered a cup of tea first.

Before Yang Fan could even say no, Li Jia scooted out of the door as if fleeing from disaster.

He had no choice but to accept her hospitality, sitting down on the sofa nearby.

His gaze swept across the room, and he suddenly noticed the bra draped over the arm of the sofa, obviously something Li Jia had just taken off.

A fairly common style, it seemed to be quite worn out.

For a woman whose dress was washed to the point of whiteness, it made sense that her bra could be worn out too.

Yang Fan picked it up, intending to move it elsewhere, but just as he had it in hand, Li Jia rushed back in a panic.

Her hasty return was probably because of the item in Yang Fan’s hands.

As their eyes met, the air suddenly fell silent again.

Yang Fan felt so awkward he really had the urge to die, “Sister-in-law, if I say I was just trying to move it somewhere else, would you believe me?

I didn’t even notice it was there, I just sat down.”

“…Yes,” Li Jia managed to say, her face burning red as she quickly reached forward to snatch the bra back, wadding it up behind her.

“You, you take a seat,” she stammered, before striding off on her long legs in a hurry again.

Yang Fan couldn’t help feeling a headache coming on, the misunderstanding was awkward indeed.

It took quite a while before Li Jia reappeared with a cup of tea and a stack of steamed buns in hand; during this time, she had probably given herself a stern mental pep talk because by the time she returned, her complexion had returned to normal.

“Fanzi, have something to eat; you came so hurriedly, you probably haven’t had breakfast yet?” Li Jia said softly.

While her eyes still held a faint shyness, she looked much more natural overall.

Yang shook his head, taking the tea, “I’ve eaten already, just a drink will do.”

“Oh, then…

help yourself,” Li Jia replied, standing beside him a bit uneasily, her hands clasped and her firm buttocks resting against the edge of the table behind her.

The air once again settled into an uncomfortable quiet.

Li Jia seemed to have something to say, but it also seemed like she was struggling to express it.

“Sister-in-law, is there something you want to say?” Yang Fan found her demeanor really awkward and couldn’t help but ask.

Li Jia quickly shook her head, “No, it’s nothing.”

Yang Fan thought she was still preoccupied with what had happened earlier, so he didn’t pursue it further.

But after he slowly finished his cup of tea, Li Jia was still staring absently at the floor, her expression full of conflict.

She was incessantly rubbing her hands together, clearly displaying a look of deep concern.

Her behavior made Yang Fan feel a bit uneasy too.

He put down his cup and couldn’t resist saying again, “Sister-in-law, if there’s something on your mind, just say it.

Old Fu and I have always treated you like two different people.

If there’s anything I can help with, I definitely won’t be vague.”

Li Jia quickly looked up at Yang Fan and, with a troubled bite on the corner of her mouth, said, “Fanzi, actually, I…

I also want to borrow money.”

“Ah?” Yang Fan was stunned.

This statement caught him completely off guard.

What is this, the couple today is tag-teaming against the landlord?

In an instant, he somewhat regretted having been too nosy and overly enthusiastic earlier; he should have just let her remain tangled up in her problem.

“Fanzi, don’t get excited, I…

I can pay the interest first, and then find a way to repay the money,” said Li Jia somewhat nervously, a little too quickly.

“It’s just that, this matter, we need to talk about it first, see if it’s okay with you?”

“Hmm?” Yang Fan looked at Li Jia, utterly puzzled.

Her words were somewhat perplexing.

Paying interest on a loan first—why does that sound so awkward?

Yang Fan thought it over carefully and felt that it was more like he was using his own money to pay himself interest first.

Li Jia’s delicate hands were rubbing against each other very hard, and with great difficulty, she asked, “Fanzi, you’re a grown man now, so…

do you have, have any needs in that department?”

“Which department?” The more Yang Fan listened, the more confused he became.

Li Jia’s topic was winding around like a noose, and it was quite headache-inducing.

“It’s just…” Li Jia’s unmade-up cheeks quietly flushed a shade of red as she whispered in extreme embarrassment, “It’s about that thing between a man and a woman…

the thing in bed.”

Yang Fan was immediately dumbfounded.

The topic was indeed convoluted, but also quite compelling.

“Sister-in-law, talking about this is kind of, you know, that.

At my age, I definitely do have those needs,” Yang Fan said.

He still hadn’t completely understood Li Jia’s real intention.

But a vague suspicion was beginning to form.

Could Li Jia be thinking of using this sort of thing as interest?

If that was really the case, it seemed perfectly acceptable to agree.

“So, what do you think about sister-in-law…?” Li Jia asked in a low voice, her head hanging even lower, visibly tensing up all over.

Yang Fan’s gaze directly roamed over Li Jia’s figure, “Very pretty indeed!”

With those long legs and her looks, going without makeup, barely using any cosmetics and still reaching this state.

If she put a little effort into dressing up, she would undoubtedly be a stunning beauty.

“I want to offer myself as interest, do you think, can you…

can accept it?” Li Jia murmured with her head lowered, “It’s like, with me…

for you to sleep, you can, don’t, don’t take precautions, just go direct, okay?”