Talent Beyond Measure

"One peanut, two little beans—yellow coat, purple skin, snow-white flesh; she knows when you're cold, knows when you're warm, and knows how to dote on you! You can never kiss your own wife enough!" Zhang Wanlong wrapped an arm around each of his two wives and kissed them several times apiece before taking Little Genzi out to work the fields.

Seeing Little Genzi brimming with inexhaustible strength, Zhang Wanlong asked, "Didn't you spend yesterday teaching persimmons how to read? How do you still have so much energy today?" Genzi gave a simple, honest smile. "Teaching persimmons to read isn't tiring work."

Zhang Wanlong snorted. "You're still young. Once you reach my age, you'll know what tired means." "With two sisters-in-law so considerate, what could possibly tire you out?"

Zhang Wanlong nodded. "My two wives are indeed very considerate. Most things don't require me to lift a finger!" As he spoke, Zhang Wanlong looked toward his house.

Du Wenming knocked on the door several times. When no one answered, he pushed it open and walked in.

Zhang Wanlong's elder wife came out of the house and looked at Du Wenming. "Who are you? Why are you barging into someone else's home?" Du Wenming answered expressionlessly, "I came to buy seeds from Zhang Wanlong."

"Our man isn't home. Sit here and wait a while," the elder wife said, inviting Du Wenming into the hall. The younger wife brewed him a pot of tea. Du Wenming looked at the younger wife, twisted his right hand, and sent his arm winding around behind her, intending to wrap it around her waist.

He was not trying to take advantage of her. He wanted to control the two women, then search Zhang Wanlong's home for seeds.

So long as Du Wenming could put an arm around