A stranger at her door

Inside a small hut, a petite girl named Fan Chunhua, yawned, opening her mouth wide as she rose up from the bamboo bed and lazily stretched her arms sideways.

She isn't tall but isn't short either, she has an average face, water chestnut lips, thin body that had no curves and breasts flat like a board( hey it isn't that flat.Exaggerating!).

Her hair is ink black and she developed quite late.

At the age of 18,she still hasn't experienced her period. For her state, she thinks it's even better. A period should never even come at all.

Today was gonna be a long day for her at the farm. She hasn't been working that hard due to her fever last week.

Now that her body is fine again,she'd better set out to work.

She's an orphan who was chased out by her late father's greedy relatives who labeled her as a witch who killed her parents.

She was 17 then. She settles in this lowly yet quiet village where she was offered a hut close to the river to stay.

As she is of age, though she isn't pretty, there were still some men asking for her hand in marriage.

Most of them were old men others were middle-aged or widowers. They either wanted her as a second wife or concubine. If she accepted, then she'd be lifted from this life of poverty. But, she's kept refusing until now.

In this village, polygamy is allowed. Girls are much more than boys here. It is estimated that for every young man there are 6 girls ready for marriage but still, she prefers this life or you can say,she's not ready to marry yet.

She got off the bamboo bed and put on her worn-out shoes.

Her eyes surveyed her tiny room. There were only two gowns and another shoe that she possessed.

She tied her hair into a bun and arranged her clothes.

She walked to a corner of the room and picked up her tool which is a cutlass.

This tool is used for her job and in chasing pestering men away from her.

"I pray my boos takes pity on me. Anyway, when the time is right, maybe I'll get married to someone and end this life but not now" she thought to herself before cleaning the cutlass with a rag.

"Buddy,let's go out to work," she said softly and kissed the handle of her cutlass.

"Such is life, One should cherish what they have now," she thought.

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5 minutes later...

Fan Chunhua, all set for the day's work, opened her shaky door carefully and stepped out but she suddenly slipped and fell.

"What the hell?" she couldn't help cursing.

How did she fall when the ground isn't slippery?

She raised her head to see someone lying on her veranda.

From his figure, she guessed it was a man.

His head was bowed low to his chest and his long brown hair covered most part of his face.

His hands were on his thighs and he was shivering.

She got up from the ground and approached him carefully.

This man could be dangerous.