The train let out a sharp whistle, first repeating the age-old motion of a handcart being pushed, before slowly settling back onto the tracks and beginning to move.

It was the very first time that Yang Yi and Fatty Lin had ever ridden a train. Though they had frequently read about them in books and often imagined themselves aboard, the reality of it felt entirely different from the pages.

“Brother Yi, why does Grandpa want us to go to that Li family in City A?” Fatty Lin asked.

“I don’t know either. Why worry about it? Grandpa said we’ll know once we get there. For now, this is all we can do,” Yang Yi replied.

A moment of silence followed.

Suddenly, Yang Yi turned to Fatty Lin and asked, “Hey, Fatty, did you see that?”

“See what?” Fatty Lin glanced back, puzzled.

“Damn it, forty-five degrees ahead,” Yang Yi said with annoyance.

“Holy hell, that figure…”

“Shh! Why are you shouting like that!” Hearing Fatty Lin’s sudden yelp, Yang Yi immediately covered his mouth, whispering urgently.

Fatty Lin’s expression suddenly shifted uncomfortably. He quickly batted Yang Yi’s hand away and asked, “Brother Yi, did you use the restroom today?”

“I did, why ask?” Yang Yi kept his eyes fixed on the silhouette forty-five degrees ahead.

“And did you wash your hands?” Fatty Lin’s brow was starting to darken.

“No, what’s wrong?” Yang Yi turned to look, asking in confusion.

Fatty Lin puffed out his cheeks and said, “Nothing, just keep looking.”

“Oh!” Yang Yi refocused on the figure ahead, the tantalizing shape that invited so much speculation.

Smack! Fatty Lin quickly grabbed a bag hanging from the small table in front of him, turned his head away, and began making muffled ‘Mmm—mmm!’ sounds.

“Damn—no wonder it smells so bad.” After a few muffled sounds, Fatty Lin wiped his mouth and commented.

Thwack! A sharp rap landed on Fatty Lin’s head. Yang Yi shot him an annoyed look and said, “You’re asking for a beating, damn it. I was just kidding with you. It’s in your head, the smell.”

“Uh—sorry, Brother Yi!” Fatty Lin offered a sheepish grin.

The truth was, Yang Yi hadn't actually been to the restroom that day. It was only when helping Elder Yang grind some herbs before leaving this morning—a mixture of several kinds—that he had forgotten to wash his hands, which was why they carried a faint, strange odor.

“Wow—she’s gorgeous! A top-tier figure. With a body that perfect, her looks must be incredible too,” Yang Yi thought as he looked, finding her more and more appealing. Her long hair tied up, a serpentine waist like that of a temptress, draped in a pale white garment, the subtly visible red bust band—she was simply exquisite.

“Brother Yi, I bet this chick isn’t a virgin, believe it or not,” Fatty Lin suddenly declared.

Yang Yi looked at him, then back at the figure in front, and asked, “How can you tell she’s not a virgin?”

“Just guessing!” Fatty Lin blurted out.

“I’ll be damned!” Yang Yi turned back, preparing to deliver a sharp rap.

But Fatty Lin quickly pressed his hand against Yang Yi’s, begging, “Brother Yi, wait, wait, wait.”

“I really don’t know if your brain is broken,” Yang Yi shook his head dismissively.

“Brother Yi, look! Her hips are so big; she must have been handled quite a few times.”

Hearing Fatty Lin say this, Yang Yi broke out in a cold sweat: “Good heavens, when did you become…?”

“Become what?” Fatty Lin looked at Yang Yi questioningly.

“So shameless?”

“Damn it—!”

“Alright, stop cursing. Look, she’s moving.”

At Yang Yi’s words, the two lechers stared intently ahead. A man suddenly walked toward the girl they had been fixated on. After exchanging a few words, the girl stood up.

Ding! The moment they saw the girl clearly, both Yang Yi and Fatty Lin froze, though their expressions quickly shifted to one of utter disgust. Yang Yi suddenly exclaimed, “What the hell? You’ve got to be kidding me?”

“This defies heavenly justice!” Fatty Lin exclaimed.

A cool breeze blew through, strangely chilling in the summer heat—and at that exact moment, sounds of ‘Ugh, ugh, ugh!’ also arose.

“God, I need to go wash my eyes out,” Yang Yi said, clutching his stomach, his face pale green.

“Me too, Brother Yi!” Fatty Lin was the same, though after speaking, he made two more ‘Ugh—ugh!’ sounds.

“Are you still throwing up? Damn it, what did you say earlier? That she wasn’t a virgin? Looking at her now, the guy who called her over must be an idiot.” Yang Yi recalled the woman with the great figure but utterly repulsive face, shaking his head vehemently, as if warding off the urge to vomit up his dinner.

Indeed, the woman’s appearance was truly… too much. Not only was her face covered in pimples, but there was also a large, dark patch over her right eye—whether a birthmark or something else—it was horrifying. It perfectly illustrated that famous saying: ‘Beautiful women lack good figures, and women with good figures are not beautiful.’

Encountering a truly stunning beauty seemed like an impossible task…

“A miscalculation, a grave miscalculation!” Fatty Lin chuckled wryly.

Just as Fatty Lin finished speaking, a little girl’s voice suddenly piped up: “Mama, Mama!”

“What is it, sweetie?”

“Mama, those two big brothers were staring at that big sister’s bottom up ahead, drooling and saying she was gorgeous. Is that true? Did you see, Mama?” the little girl asked her mother, chasing after her with utter innocence.

“Who said that, darling?”

“Those two big brothers!” The little girl pointed at Yang Yi and Fatty Lin, instantly freezing them in place.

“Silly child, darling, you must never believe what they say. They are not good people; they are perverts!” The little girl’s mother shot a contemptuous look at the stunned Yang Yi and Fatty Lin.

“Oh, Mama, do perverts eat people?” the little girl asked.

“Of course they do. So, darling, when you grow up, you must be extremely careful around people like that. They are the kind of predators who eat people without spitting out the bones,” the mother instructed.

“Okay, Mama, I’ll remember,” the little girl nodded with innocent sincerity, then stuck out a face at Yang Yi and Fatty Lin.

“This…!” Fatty Lin hung his head in embarrassment.

Yang Yi, meanwhile, turned his face to look out the window at the scenery, as if trying to conceal their mortifying moment.

Time passed quickly; they arrived at the station in less than a few hours.

“Phew! I thought I was going to burst!” Yang Yi sighed in relief.

“Brother Yi, about what happened just now…” Fatty Lin said sheepishly.

“Fatty, starting today, restrain yourself. Remember, as vagabonds, we must have decorum, upbringing, and taste. Even though in this decadent world, our existence is a necessary factor for women, you must always remember that,” Yang Yi said with a calm smile, stretching his arms. He had already forgotten the embarrassing events on the train, tossing them into the vast expanse of the past.

“Got it!” Fatty Lin replied with a faint smile, feeling a strange excitement stirring within. City A would be the first place they truly set foot in.

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