After having a meal at Old Pang's house…
Zhao An returned to his residence.
It was now evening…
Zhao An looked at the supplies that had been delivered, picked up a piece of equipment weighing over 100 pounds, and began climbing up the manual ladder.
This was a solar water heater, one he had improved.
Once it was activated, it would work day and night, on cloudy days, and rainy days.
Sunlight is everywhere.
Even moonlight at night is actually sunlight reflected off the moon.
Many people have some misconceptions about solar energy, thinking that its use conditions are very demanding, which is actually a misconception.
A solar water heater converts solar energy into heat energy, heating water from a low temperature to a high temperature. A solar water heater consists of collector tubes, a water tank, and supporting components, etc. The conversion of solar energy into heat energy mainly relies on the collector tubes.
The collector tubes utilize the principle that hot water rises and cold water sinks, creating a micro-circulation of the water to achieve the desired hot water temperature.
Just as he finished, he heard Pang Wanjing's delighted voice, like a wife's joy at seeing her husband return home, "Honey, Teacher, you're back!"
She almost called him "husband" too; she'd called him that many times last night.
"Yeah, I installed a water heater. We'll have hot water for showers tomorrow morning, which is much more convenient."
Zhao An came down from the roof and saw Chun Tao sitting in the living room.
Chun Tao's face was still rosy, and her plaid shirt couldn't hide her curvaceous figure. Seeing Zhao An, she seemed even more secretly pleased.
She'd been with Zhao An that afternoon, and that one time had made her addicted, leaving her wanting more. Even now, her legs were still trembling slightly as she walked, showing how thoroughly she'd been fucked.
"Hello, teacher."
"Oh, Aunt Chun Tao.
Wait a moment, I'll go get the medicinal herbs you requested.
Later, I'll get you an electric kettle and a solar panel.
That way, it can work without electricity."
Zhao An smiled, his face as warm as a spring breeze. He was never stingy with his women, nor did he need to.
Women are emotional creatures. Physical relationships can be maintained, but spiritual relationships are the most difficult to cultivate.
The combination of the two creates a source of unwavering devotion.
Zhao An knew how to conquer women, and that's how he did it himself.
Zhao An understood one principle very well: great kindness can be like great enmity. When a debt of gratitude is so great that it can never be repaid, there are only two choices:
One is to follow the other person wholeheartedly to repay the debt; the other is to kill the other person, thus avoiding the helplessness of being unable to repay the debt.
To solve this problem, the key is not whether to help or not, but to consider the person.
A mature rural woman like Chun Tao would naturally follow him wholeheartedly.
If it were a cunning person, they would only doubly harm him; they're ungrateful wretches.
"Thank you so much, teacher."
Chun Tao couldn't hide her excitement.
She truly had no other choice.
If she had a solution, she wouldn't have sought Zhao An's help. What else could a woman do besides farming and growing vegetables to make a living?
"You're welcome. I'll need your help, Auntie."
Zhao An's smile was wicked. Taking advantage of the fact that no one was looking, he gave Chun Tao's buttocks a hard pinch.
"Mmm!"
Chun Tao's eyes were practically overflowing with tears. "Okay, teacher, if you need my help, just come to me!"
Mature women aren't shy; they know how to please men, and might even be eager to come to him for a quickie.
After seeing Chun Tao off…
Zhao An continued assembling the things. "Okay, take a shower and go to bed."
When Zhao An finished showering and came out, the house was quiet.
There weren't many entertainment options in the countryside. Occasionally, there would be a movie screening, which would make things a little more lively.
Upon entering the house, Pang Wanjing wasn't there.
Zhao An called out, "Auntie, come here for a moment, I need to tell you something."
"Okay, sure, just a minute."
A short while later, footsteps sounded, and Pang Wanjing entered wearing long sleeves. "What is it, teacher?"
"Wife, I want you!"
Zhao An then carried Pang Wanjing to the bed, kissing her neck with his large lips, his erect penis pressing against her buttocks. "I've missed you so much!"
"Mmm, be gentle, Wang Mei and the others aren't asleep yet, mmm, you rascal… ah…"
Pang Wanjing said this, but she quickly took off her clothes and was carried onto the kang (heated brick bed) by Zhao An. "Do you want me to fuck you?"
Zhao An's penis rubbed back and forth at the entrance of her vagina. He didn't do much foreplay, just kissed Pang Wanjing. The mature woman beneath him was already dripping with lustful fluid; he could feel the wetness on his glans.
What a slut!
"Yes, I want it so much!
Husband, good husband, fuck me with your big cock!"
Pang Wanjing panted heavily. How could she not want it?
A day was enough for her to rest.
Besides, she had eaten well, which replenished her nutrition. A full stomach leads to lust, and given her age, it would be a miracle if she didn't!
Overwhelmed with passion, she responded to Zhao An's kisses while reaching out to grasp his penis, guiding it to her vulva.
Her beautiful buttocks sank down, and the hot penis, like a burning iron rod, plunged deep into her vagina without resistance, making a loud, wet sound.
A thick, long penis, over twenty centimeters long, was fully inserted into the wet, tight cunt, until the glans reached the cervix before slowly withdrawing, then the cycle of thrusting was repeated.
The testicles slapped against the woman's mons pubis, making a "slap! slap! slap!" sound.