The Eldest Daughter of a Rural Family
Chapter 894 - 197: Give a Name

Chapter 894: Chapter 197: Give a Name

During the time Fang Li visited the Baoning Residence, even though Fang Liuming did not listen to him and even talked back and was disobedient, at the Government Office he was respected as a great lord, and all those below him were very respectful, surrounding him whenever he went out.

Widow Yang was gentle and considerate, offering small servings of wine and dishes, and also nourishing soups to sober up from drinking.

Lady Yu had never treated him like that, not even in the first few years after they got married.

Fang Li, drunk and muddled, was provoked and tempted by Widow Yang. Seeing her paint herself as flirty and seductive, clinging to him, he unconsciously assumed the air of a great lord dealing with a Sister prostitute and began to flirt with her.

Widow Yang wasn’t shy either, she laughed and flirted with him, urged him to drink, and before long, the two of them rolled onto the bed.

The night grew deeper, and the end of November was bitterly cold. Fang Fu and Fang Liuyang, among others, searched around, nearly freezing themselves, but found no one.

Fang Liuming came back and joined the search, asking Fang Liuyang, "What’s the matter?" His expression looked like he was hiding something again.

Fang Liuyang glanced at him, with a strained expression on his young face and through gritted teeth, said, "He went to the brothel before!" He didn’t even call him father anymore.

"Went to...," Fang Liuming’s face also instantly turned sour. His father actually went to a brothel!?

Fang Liuyang followed him, intending to search the brothels. Dalang was about to get married soon, and previously their father had beaten their mother, even causing her to go deaf, yet he still dared to visit a brothel.

Fury surged in Fang Liuming’s heart, and they went out to search again.

If Fang Li was going to the brothel, he would definitely go to the county town; he wouldn’t walk there, especially since he had left Fang Zhi’s house after drinking. Fang Liuming had the servants inquire about carriages and horses; if they found out which way he went, it would be easy to locate him.

They searched through three villages but found no one.

The cousin of Grandma Fang, with schadenfreude in her eyes, came out and pointed in the direction of Widow Yang’s house to Fang Liuyang who was searching for people, "I saw your father standing over there this evening. My eyes aren’t so good because of my age, and I didn’t see clearly because of the tree shadows. You should go ask around those houses."

Fang Liuyang glanced at those houses and then at her before striding off in that direction to search.

After asking one house, which claimed ignorance, Fang Liuyang didn’t bother to inquire at the next because he saw light still burning in Widow Yang’s house; he climbed a tree and jumped over the wall into her yard.

Inside the house, Widow Yang and Fang Li were engaging in passionate love-making, blissfully unaware of anything else.

Fang Liuyang’s face turned pale, and a surge of hatred welled up in his chest. His mind buzzing irrationally, he kicked against the doorway with force, shouting, "Come out! Come out!"

Fang Li was at a critical moment when suddenly he heard the door being kicked and Fang Liuyang’s yelling voice, which startled him, sending a shiver through his body.

Widow Yang was also startled, shivering, and couldn’t help but scream out, "Who’s there!?"

Fang Liuyang, seething with anger, gritted his teeth, picked up an iron shovel, and started prying at the window lattices.

Fang Li, scared, quickly dressed himself.

Widow Yang, however, regained her composure, saw Fang Li fumbling for his clothes, unable to find his undergarment, and with a gleam in her eyes, pulled on a long jacket as she screamed and hurriedly put it on.

The commotion attracted the attention of Fang Liuming and the others who also arrived.

Seeing it was Widow Yang’s house, Fang Fu immediately restrained Fang Liuming, shaking his head at him, indicating that he should not make a scene. Such a scandalous affair, if it became public, would not only shame Dalang but would disgrace their entire family. Especially at this critical juncture when Dalang was about to get married, it was imperative to keep it under wraps.

Fang Liuming had even more on his mind. He did not have a good impression of Widow Yang, and now that she was involved with his father, he feared she had an ulterior motive. He had people climb in to open the door and closed the main gate, standing guard inside it. He then went in with Fang Fu.

The window lattice in the main room had already been broken through by Fang Liuyang.

Fang Fu quickly approached, grabbed him, and in a low voice stopped him.

Fang Li was hiding inside, not daring to open the door.

Widow Yang, knowing that the Fang family members were all present, was emboldened. Now that she was already involved with Fang Li, what she feared the least was the scandal breaking out! If they made a scene, Fang Li would have to give her a legitimate status and allow her into the Fang family!

"Open the door," Fang Fu called out from outside the door.

Inside the house, Fang Li did not respond.

The panicked voice of Widow Yang came out, "What do you want to do? Beating up my house, you think I’m an easy target because I’m a widow, don’t you!?" She demanded they leave quickly.

"Big brother, I know you’re in there. I don’t want trouble at this time; it’s best if you come out and go back immediately," Fang Fu called to Fang Li.

Fang Li, scared sober from the alcohol, remembered the sobering soup Widow Yang had prepared for him, fearing that he might not remember their affair after drinking. The words of Fang Fu rang through his mind like an alarm bell. Although Fang Li wanted to call off Fang Liuming and Pei Qian’s engagement, he still did not want his deeds with Widow Yang to be known, to become an object of ridicule, nor tarnish his son’s reputation, which could affect his career.

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