Uncle and sister-in-law having an affair

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In the late 1980s, a wave of reform and opening up swept across China, and "migrant worker" became a unique term of that era.

Gejiaban, a small village in central China, was a prime example. For

generations, the Ge family had been farmers. Legend has it that during the Ming Dynasty, a high-ranking official from the Ge family came to this sparsely populated area with his three sons to seek refuge due to political issues. They settled here and gradually formed a village: Gejiaban, divided into upper, middle, and lower sections, each representing the territory of one of the three ancestors. Due to ancestral rules forbidding any member of the Ge family from becoming an official, for hundreds of years, no one from Gejiaban had ever held an official position—

a small number of people went into business and made money. Afterwards, they settled elsewhere, so the entire Gejiaban area remained largely impoverished, with relatively conservative mindsets. Most families were generally law-abiding, and sordid affairs were rare. However, as the reform movement swept across the country, Gejiaban's surplus labor force went to work elsewhere. As a result, immoral and incestuous behavior gradually resurfaced like spring grass, eventually spiraling out of control. This was especially true for the women left behind, who, with their men away, inevitably experienced loneliness and untamed desires—

and this story begins here—

In the central part of Gejiaban, there was a pond. Beside the pond lived a family with two brothers, Ge Xiaowu and Ge Dawu, who shared a courtyard. Their parents had passed away long ago, but the two brothers were quite promising. The two men, relying on each other, built this house together and each married. The elder brother, Da Wu, had two sons and a daughter, while the younger brother, Xiao Wu, had a son and a daughter. This large family lived together happily, but soon this situation would be disrupted.

Da Wu had long heard from the villagers that working outside the village could earn a lot of money, much better than farming. Unlike farming, which could result in a complete loss due to floods or droughts, working outside the village guaranteed a stable income regardless of the weather. Da Wu was always excited and eager to try, but he couldn't bear to leave his wife and children, so he kept it to himself.

Until one night, he couldn't hold back any longer.

That night, the night outside was pitch black, with only a few stars visible. The sky was still blinking, the weather was sweltering, without a breath of cool air, and the frogs croaked incessantly.

The children were asleep in the next room. Da Wu, naked, was on top of his wife, performing his routine. Da Wu was sweating profusely, large beads of sweat dripping onto his wife. The wooden bed creaked and groaned rhythmically with their movements.

His wife, Li Qiuyun, was uncomfortable from the heat of Da Wu's burning body. The weather was hot, and she was on the verge of heatstroke. What annoyed her even more was that their sweat had turned into a sticky substance, making her feel sticky and uncomfortable. This ruined what should have been a pleasurable experience. She pushed Da Wu aside.

"Oh my god, it's so hot! It's so hot, and you're still doing this? Wait here, I'll go rinse myself off with well water first." With that, Li Qiuyun, naked and wearing slippers, walked to the door, opened it, and peeked her head out from the crack. Seeing no one in the yard and that it was pitch black, she went straight to the well, picked up a bucket, threw it in, and repeatedly lifted and lowered it until it was full. Then, with a few quick movements, she lifted the full bucket up, turned it upside down, and poured the icy well water over her head and toes. "Oh my god, so refreshing!"—

Li Qiuyun didn't leave after rinsing herself off; she rinsed herself bucket after bucket, muttering to herself, "Wow, so comfortable—"

But what Li Qiuyun didn't know was that someone, with wide, bright, thieving eyes, was quietly watching her body from a corner. There was little light, but the few stars were incredibly bright, and combined with the man's excellent eyesight, she was already half-clearly visible.
This man was none other than Da Wu's younger brother, Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu, unable to sleep from the heat in his room, had brought a stool and a fan and sat in what he thought would be a cool corner. This corner was somewhat secluded, facing the well, but difficult for anyone standing by the well to see. Xiao Wu

hadn't expected his sister-in-law to be out taking a shower so late at night. Wow, she had a really good figure, 1.7 meters tall, a whole block taller than Da Wu, and half a block shorter than Xiao Wu. She was tall and shapely, especially her two large breasts, swaying in front of Xiao Wu's eyes. Xiao Wu swallowed hard, already wanting to go over and bite them to see if they were soft or hard.

"Wow, that feels so good," Li Qiuyun said, walking naked towards her room. But instead of going inside, she poked her head in and whispered, "Hey, Dawu, come take a shower too, it's so refreshing!"

"Oh, coming," Dawu replied

, coming out as well. Xiaowu's heart tightened. This was bad; his older brother was out too. If he found out he was peeping at his sister-in-law showering, he'd definitely get a beating. His brother wasn't tall, but he was broad and strong, and incredibly powerful. If a fight broke out, Xiaowu would be no match for him. So, Xiaowu was still somewhat afraid of his brother. Plus, his brother had always taken good care of him since childhood, and Xiaowu had to defer to him, and certainly couldn't fight him. Therefore, Xiaowu both feared and respected his brother—so he shrank back to avoid being discovered.

Dawu and Qiuyun took turns showering—

"Wife, you're right, it feels so good to shower like this," Da Wu said happily.

"Yeah, it's the middle of the night, and nobody's around.

Let's shower like this every day from now on!" Qiu Yun suggested. Xiao Wu exclaimed in surprise, "Every day? Doesn't that mean we'll have a good show to watch every day?"—But he immediately cursed himself, "She's your sister-in-law, this is immoral!"—But when he thought of his sister-in-law's graceful figure and firm breasts, he couldn't help but want to look, especially her pubic hair, which was incredibly tempting. If he could see it, it would be worth shortening his lifespan. What should he do?—

"That's not good. What if Xiao Wu or his wife sees it?" Da Wu said.

"I'm not afraid, why are you? So what if she sees? It's not like she'll suffer any loss. Besides, it's so dark, how can she see clearly?"

"That's true. Then I'll take a look at the second brother's wife when I have the chance. She's petite and exquisite, she must be quite a sight," Da Wu said with a wicked smile. Xiao Wu

thought to himself, "What kind of brother is this? He even wants to see his sister-in-law's body. Does he have no morals?" —But now he's peeping at his sister-in-law taking a bath—doesn't that make him and his older brother cut from the same cloth? They really are born of the same parents—but Xiao Wu didn't want to lose to his brother in this regard. In his heart, he thought, "I think your wife is good, but look at my wife, she's definitely not good enough. I'll keep a close eye on her." —

*Slap!* A bucket of water was splashed hard on Da Wu's face, almost choking him. Qiu Yun angrily shouted, "You dare!" —Da

Wu quickly wiped his face with his hand, grinning, "I wouldn't dare, I wouldn't have the guts. I was just saying. His wife's body isn't as good-looking as mine. Even her big breasts are nothing to my sister-in-law." As he spoke, Da Wu pinched her breasts. —Xiao Wu, who was

peeping nearby, was furious. How could he say that about my wife? Although she's petite, isn't it convenient to carry her to bed? —But then again, if a woman is tall, doesn't she have more to touch? —Xiao Wu felt a pang of bitterness—

"You dead man!" Qiu Yun cursed, but her body plunged into Da Wu's arms.

Da Wu's arms wrapped around her slender waist like iron hoops, and the two began to rub against each other—

this made Xiao Wu's blood boil—

then Qiu Yun pushed Da Wu to the ground, straddling him, and began to sway and twist for a while—her suppressed moans grew louder and louder—

this made Xiao Wu's lips dry and his blood boil—yes, his sister-in-law's body was really good, healthy and strong, unlike his own wife, who was weak and sickly, and couldn't withstand any exertion at crucial moments—Xiao Wu had never really been satisfied with his wife, and in the end, he was still a starving man—Xiao Wu was secretly heartbroken—

After an unknown amount of time, with a painful groan from Da Wu, Qiu Yun collapsed onto him, both panting heavily—

and soon, the world fell silent again.

"Wife, there's something I want to discuss with you," Da Wu suddenly broke the silence. "

Go ahead."

"I want to go out and work,"

Qiu Yun said, immediately sitting up. "No way! If you go out, what will happen to me and the children?"

But Xiao Wu was secretly pleased. His older brother was going out to work, so what about his sister-in-law—me—? Thinking this, he scolded himself again, telling himself not to think like that. She was his sister-in-law, his own brother's wife; he couldn't do something so unethical. But deep down, he still hoped his brother would go out to work.

"Isn't there you?" Da Wu said

. "But what will I do when I want something while you're at home?" This was Qiu Yun's biggest worry, because she knew she was a woman with a strong sex drive; without a man, how could she survive? "

Don't think about it that way, you'll get used to it. Look, several men in the village have gone out to work, and their wives haven't suffered. Look at us, we farm, busy all year round, sell the pigs, keep the grain for our own consumption, and sell the rest, and in the end we only make a thousand or two yuan. If we encounter a bad year, we can only rely on those few pigs. The children need to go to school, eat, wear clothes, and have other necessities. Life is so tight. When they get older, this money simply won't be enough. I heard that going out to work can earn several thousand yuan a year, which is equivalent to farming at home for several years."

"That's true. Are you sure you can make money outside?"

"They all say you can. I'll go out and see, and if I don't make money, I'll come back."

"Hmm—that still won't work."

"Why?" "

How can I, a woman, carry a threshing machine during the busy farming season?"

"You don't need to worry about that. I'll come back during the busy farming season, and after the busy season, I'll go out again."

"Oh, that's fine, but—" Qiu Yun still had concerns

. "But what?"

"But when I'm not around, will you find another woman?"

"How could I? I'm not that kind of person," Da Wu said confidently, but that wasn't what he really thought. His wife, Qiu Yun, had already given birth to three children, and her genitals were already quite loose. Although he always exerted himself to the point of exhaustion, the results were far from satisfactory, not nearly as wonderful as when he first married Qiu Yun—thankfully, his wife reminded him that he should try something new when he was out! By then, with the mountains high and the emperor far away, as long as he didn't say anything, his wife wouldn't know—

Da Wu felt a surge of secret joy—

but what Da Wu didn't expect was that someone else was eyeing what he didn't care about, and that person was none other than his younger brother, Xiao Wu, who had been secretly watching their entire affair from a corner.

A few days later, Da Wu really did go out to work with the villagers, reportedly to Guangdong, a thousand kilometers away from Gejiaban—

truly, with the mountains high and the emperor far away, Xiao Wu was overjoyed—with

his elder brother away, Xiao Wu, as the younger brother and uncle, tried his best to impress his sister-in-law, Qiu Yun, carrying water, carrying manure, cutting pig feed—doing everything himself. After all, with his elder brother away, it was perfectly legitimate for the younger brother to help his sister-in-law, but Xiao Wu's help had ulterior motives; he used helping as a pretext to gradually get closer to his sister-in-law—

and Li Qiu Yun naively thought that her uncle was helping her because of his brother, so she didn't refuse too much, and the two gradually became acquainted, while Xiao Wu... After his sister-in-law's tacit approval, Xiao Wu would frequently visit her house. His wife, Ma Juhua, naturally had her opinions; she felt that Xiao Wu had become overly enthusiastic about helping his sister-in-law's family since his brother's passing.

Ma Juhua noticed this and was anxious, so she spoke to him once, but not explicitly. She said tactfully, "Your sister-in-law is so healthy, you shouldn't meddle." However, Xiao Wu lectured her, speaking with great emotion, saying, "When I was little, my parents died early..." "My brother was both an older brother and a father to me, raising me like a child. Whenever I was bullied, he would always stand up for me. The scar below his left ear is from fighting for me. He's shown me such great kindness; we have to repay that debt of gratitude, right?" Xiao Wu said, tears welling in his eyes. He choked up as he continued, "Now that my brother has gone on a long journey, it's our turn to repay his kindness. Look at my sister-in-law, she has to do farm work and take care of three children. It's not easy for her, and instead of helping, you criticize me. Is that how a sister-in-law should act?" "Can you say that?"

This left Juhua speechless. After that incident, Juhua stopped caring how much he helped his sister-in-law.

Li Qiuyun didn't think much of it; since her uncle was helping, she couldn't be too ungrateful. So, whenever she had something good to eat, she would always send some to the second brother's family. Juhua was a woman who liked to take advantage of small things, and seeing her sister-in-law like this, she felt her husband Xiaowu's help hadn't been in vain. So, sometimes she would even ask Xiaowu to go to her sister-in-law's house to see if there was anything she could help with. Thus, even though her eldest brother wasn't there, the family seemed closer than before. Until one night, Li Qiuyun realized that Xiaowu's help wasn't so simple.

It was another dark night, with only a few stars in the sky. Li Qiuyun lay on the wooden bed in the room, unbearably hot, sweating profusely. Coupled with her longing for her man, she tossed and turned all night, unable to sleep, cursing in her heart, "That damned man, gone for so long without sending a single letter. He probably has another woman outside." She became anxious.

But... Thinking of her husband, she realized the trouble was yet to come. Her thoughts drifted to that direction. In the past, when the night was quiet, Da Wu would come closer, touch her, kiss her, and tease her. Only when she was aroused would he slowly and deliberately press down on her—but he always gave her great satisfaction.

Thinking of those scenes, Qiu Yun felt her whole body burning. She couldn't help but touch her own body, even taking off her vest and underwear. After touching herself up and down for a while, her hand finally reached down there—but her own hands couldn't compare to her husband's. Da Wu's hands were large and strong, rough yet incredibly comfortable. She missed him, missed his voice, missed his hands, missed his mouth, and missed his caresses, especially his...thing...that made her feel like she was in heaven.

But now, it was the same quiet night, but her husband wasn't by her side. Qiu Yun realized now that letting him go out to work was a complete mistake. If he came back, Qiu Yun would never let him go out again. But what if he didn't come back? —Qiu Yun dared not think any further—

she slowly immersed herself in her own caresses, her blood boiling, her desire burning—but it was always just a little bit short—when satisfaction is elusive, cooling down might be a good solution—yes, cooling down—she remembered that night, when she and Da Wu were showering naked in the courtyard, how romantic and refreshing that was—what she missed even more was that she and Da Wu had made love by the well, that time was so exciting—the more Qiu Yun thought about it, the more pent-up she felt, she had to cool down quickly—

Qiu Yun gently opened a crack in the door, peeked out and looked into the courtyard, it was quiet outside, only the sounds of insects and frogs, the light was dim, yes, this was the place for a shower. Seeing this as a perfect opportunity, she became excited, put on her slippers, and walked out naked—but little did she know that someone was already sitting in that dark corner, waiting for her appearance and to witness her nude bath.
This person was none other than Xiao Wu. Xiao Wu held his breath, his eyes wide open, as if trying to see every inch of his sister-in-law's skin clearly.

Qiu Yun began to lift buckets and pour them over her head, exclaiming as she did so, "Wow—so refreshing!"

The well water soaked her hair, cascading down her head and tracing the alluring contours of her body.

Xiao Wu kept swallowing, his blood boiling, burning with desire.

Xiao Wu wanted to rush over and kiss her large breasts—but he hesitated. After all, she was his sister-in-law, and his older brother had indeed been kind to him. How could he do such a heinous thing? Xiao Wu hesitated.

Qiu Yun continued to rinse her face, bucket after bucket, the water flowing down her face, over her breasts, to her navel, and between her legs. The cool water did not cool her restless heart; it felt like dozens of men's hands caressing her body, constantly bringing her pleasure.

She gradually began to hallucinate, forgetting that she was in the courtyard, not in her own house. Rinsing was no longer enough to satisfy her physical needs, so she started touching herself, kneading her breasts from her neck down, then a hand moved between her legs, rubbing them. She couldn't help but let out soft moans—

but these moans were the problem. They seemed to be calling out to Xiao Wu, "Uncle, come here, I need you." "—", Xiao Wu could no longer contain himself. Ethics, morality, to hell with them! At this moment, there was only a normal man and a normal woman. Xiao Wu's second son gave him immense motivation, pushing him towards his sister-in-law. Xiao Wu jumped up, ran over, and suddenly hugged Qiu Yun's body, showering her firm breasts with kisses. Being

suddenly hugged and kissed terrified Qiu Yun. Instinctively, she pushed him away forcefully. Caught off guard, Xiao Wu stumbled back two steps. Qiu Yun then raised a bucket of water and poured it over his head, drenching him completely. Xiao

Wu, already feeling guilty, was terrified by his sister-in-law's sudden outburst. He turned and ran into his room.

Qiu Yun recognized him; who else could it be but Xiao Wu? —Just now, Xiao Wu kissed her, and she felt a surge of pleasure, but without thinking, she reacted instinctively, pushing him away and splashing him with a bucket of water. This didn't reflect her true feelings; in her heart, she was cursing him, "Coward, scared away by a bucket of water!"—Little Wu, drenched in a cold sweat, had no idea that if he persisted a little longer and became a little more shameless, his sister-in-law, who was desperately waiting for his affection, would be completely at his mercy.—

Ma Juhua heard someone burst into the room and was startled awake. In a panic, she grabbed a wooden stick from the bedside and started hitting the dark figure.—

"Stop hitting me, wife, it's me!" Xiao Wu cried out after being hit on the head a few times.

Ma Juhua heard Xiao Wu's voice and immediately turned on the light. Sure enough, it was her husband, Xiao Wu. She exclaimed, "Xiao Wu, it's you?"

"If it wasn't me, was it someone else? Look what you've done to me, ouch—" Xiao Wu rubbed his forehead, crying in pain. Two large bumps had swelled up on his forehead, and he had also been hit on the shoulder several times.

"Why aren't you sleeping in the house in the middle of the night? What were you doing outside?" Juhua questioned.

"Nothing, it was too hot, so I went out to cool off," Xiaowu explained, knowing full well that he absolutely couldn't let Juhua know he had spied on his sister-in-law bathing, especially since he had just forcibly kissed her—if his wife found out, Juhua would argue for three days and three nights.

"But why are your clothes wet?" The sharp-eyed Juhua noticed that his hair, vest, and shorts were all wet.

Juhua's question startled Xiaowu. How could he explain?

But Xiaowu's mind worked quickly. He hurriedly said, "Oh—it was too hot, so I rinsed myself with well water."

"But you can't get your clothes wet! Couldn't you have taken them off before rinsing?"

"Isn't my sister-in-law in the yard? It wouldn't be good if she saw me," Xiaowu was already making things up. He was clearly intentionally spying on his sister-in-law! He was worried that his sister-in-law would see him—

but the simple-minded Chrysanthemum didn't think much of it and thought he made sense.

Xiao Wu couldn't sleep all night, not because of the pain, but because of the thrilling scene he had just witnessed.

He had finally managed to bite his sister-in-law's large breasts. They were really full, like they were filled with cotton, swollen and plump. They looked hard, but they were soft and fluffy when bitten. They were so perfect that Xiao Wu lingered on them. Xiao Wu couldn't help but compare her breasts with Chrysanthemum's. His sister-in-law's were much bigger, while Chrysanthemum's were small and seemed underdeveloped. Moreover, Chrysanthemum's breasts were sagging. Xiao Wu didn't understand why there was such a big difference between breasts that were the same. —Thinking

back to that scene, Xiao Wu still felt lingering fear—At this moment, Xiao Wu suddenly slapped himself, because he suddenly realized that he had done something very stupid—he ran fast, but he ran into his own house, which meant he had told his sister-in-law that the person who had molested her was none other than her child's second uncle, Ge Xiao Wu—Oh no, this is terrible, his sister-in-law probably knows that he did it, and he doesn't know how he will face her tomorrow—Xiao Wu began to regret his impulsiveness, which directly disrupted his plan to get closer to her step by step. He guessed that his sister-in-law was already on guard against him, and it would be difficult to get close to her again—

and his sister-in-law, Li Qiuyun, had also not slept all night. She had been hugged and kissed by her child's second uncle, and the kiss happened to be on her chest—thinking of this, she blushed. If this got out, how could she face anyone? Fortunately, he ran fast, and no one knew—but she inexplicably felt a thrill. Although Xiao Wu and Da Wu were brothers from the same root, their appearances were vastly different. Da Wu was burly, while Xiao Wu was tall and thin. Da Wu was thirty-five years old, while Xiao Wu was only twenty-seven or twenty-eight, in the prime of his youth, full of vigor and vitality. Although they were called sister-in-law, they were actually about the same age. Da Wu had dark skin and was a typical farmer, while Xiao Wu was fair-skinned and didn't look like a farmer at first glance; he even had a scholarly air about him. This made Qiu Yun feel that this young man... Wu also had his allure—

and what made Qiu Yun's heart race even more was Wu's fiery lips and tongue, which made her nostalgic again—it was just a pity he was too timid—but she immediately scolded herself inwardly, "What's wrong with me? I'm already married, and Da Wu is my husband. How can I be unfaithful to him?"—Although they met through a matchmaker, they had shared joys and sorrows and supported each other through more than ten years of marriage. Even if there was no love, their familial bond had grown deep. "No, I can't betray him—"

Qiu Yun immediately dismissed the thought.

The next day, Xiao Wu avoided Qiu Yun like a mouse before a cat, because he felt guilty and dared not face his sister-in-law.

Qiu Yun was also embarrassed when she saw him, because seeing him reminded her of the passionate scene the night before.

So the two became estranged again, until one day—

that day, Ma Juhua took her child to her parents' home, and Xiao Wu was cooking alone at home. He didn't finish cooking and the whole house was filled with smoke. Li Qiu Yun saw this and knew that Xiao Wu couldn't cook. After all, he was her husband's younger brother and had helped her a lot. She couldn't bear to see him like this, so she invited him to eat with her.

Xiao Wu was afraid to see her and hid in his room. Li Qiu Yun had no choice but to serve him food and bring it to his room.

Xiao Wu stared at her with wide eyes. He had been intimate with her that night, but his sister-in-law didn't hold a grudge and even brought him food. He was surprised and embarrassed, and didn't know what to do.

"Sister-in-law—I'm so sorry about that night," Xiao Wu said tremblingly, avoiding her eyes.

Mentioning that night, Qiu Yun's face flushed red. What was wrong with her? He'd kissed her breasts, and why was she still bringing him food?

Li Qiu Yun couldn't understand. Was this considered being cheap? —It seemed she really was a little cheap—thinking this, she couldn't stay at Xiao Wu's house any longer. She hurriedly left Xiao Wu's room—

just as she left, she remembered she needed to explain things to Xiao Wu, otherwise, it would be awkward for them to meet again—so

she went back—

when Xiao Wu saw his sister-in-law return, he assumed she had accepted him, but he immediately realized he was delusional—

"Second Uncle, about that night—"

"Hmm—" Xiao Wu pricked up his ears, waiting for her to finish.

"Forget about that night! Just pretend it never happened. You have a wife, and I have a husband. My husband is your older brother, I'm your sister-in-law, and you're my second uncle. That's our fate. Never mention it again. Forget it, it's better for everyone." With that, Qiu Yun walked away without looking back.

"Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, you—" Xiao Wu called after her, hesitant to speak—Li Qiu Yun disappeared from his sight—

Hearing Li Qiu Yun's words was like a verdict that there would be no future for his sister-in-law and him, meaning he should give up on that idea—Hearing these words, Xiao Wu felt like he had been stabbed in the heart, that piercing pain, why did it hurt so much? "The falling flowers are willing, but the flowing water is heartless."

As Xiao Wu ate the food Li Qiuyun had brought, he carefully recalled her words. Besides telling him to forget that night, her words seemed to have two other meanings. First, his sister-in-law didn't blame him for his recklessness but acted as if nothing had happened. If this was the case, would she also act as if nothing had happened if he did something similar to her again? Thinking of this, Xiao Wu couldn't help but feel happy again, a wicked smile spreading across his face. His lustful courage was growing silently. Unexpectedly, Li Qiuyun's heartless words didn't make Xiao Wu give up his thoughts; instead, they made him think that his sister-in-law was tacitly approving of his actions.

The second meaning—his sister-in-law actually said, "This is our fate," indicating that she and his brother didn't have any real feelings for each other, at most just going through the motions. This gave Xiao Wu a glimmer of hope.

Thinking of this, Xiao Wu felt guilty again. What was he doing? She was his elder brother's wife. As the saying goes, one should not covet one's brother's wife, especially since they were brothers—Xiao Wu was caught in a state of inner turmoil, conflict, and contradiction—

Xiao Wu dared not think any further. After finishing his meal, he wiped his mouth and said, "Hmm, my sister-in-law's cooking is really good. I wish I could eat her cooking every day."—Xiao Wu couldn't help but let his mind wander again—He slapped himself hard, ordering himself to stop thinking such things, otherwise he would ruin two perfectly good families—

Xiao Wu stared blankly at his sister-in-law's bowls and plates—"Hey, these dishes should be returned to..." "It's someone else! Otherwise, they'll think I'm taking advantage of them, right? Yes, I must pay them back, I'll pay them back right now!"

Xiao Wu became happy. Actually, he was happy to have found a perfect excuse to go to his sister-in-law's room.

If he was afraid to see his sister-in-law before Qiu Yun brought him food, it was different after she brought him food. Qiu Yun's words didn't have much effect on him, but they did have one effect: they made their meeting less awkward. If she could act like nothing had happened, why should Xiao Wu, as a man, take it seriously? Did he still need to avoid his sister-in-law? Of course not. On the contrary, he really wanted to see her—although there were ethical and moral constraints, surely he could at least see her once, Xiao Wu convinced himself.

"Sister-in-law, I brought the plates and bowls back to you!" Xiao Wu called out loudly as he entered his sister-in-law's living room, thinking she would ask him to bring them in so they could meet. However, Xiao Wu was wrong again—

"Hmm, just leave them there, I'll come back to collect them in a bit," Li Qiuyun's voice came from inside.

Hearing this, Xiao Wu's heart sank. He'd only just arrived, and she was already being sent away—sigh, after all, she wasn't his woman; his sister-in-law was quite heartless towards him. He shook his head, feeling extremely disappointed.

"Uncle, can you teach me how to do my homework?" His niece, Ge Fangfang, who had just started first grade, grabbed Xiao Wu's hand as he was about to leave.

Xiao Wu was overjoyed. You won't see me, will you? I'll teach your daughter; you have to come out at least once, right?

“Okay, okay, okay, Uncle will teach you.” Xiao Wu readily agreed to Fangfang’s request. The two sat at the square table, and Fangfang took out her books and workbooks.

While teaching Fangfang, Xiao Wu would occasionally look up to see if his sister-in-law would come out.

In stark contrast to Xiao Wu’s timid and hesitant manner was Ge Dagen.

Who was Ge Dagen?

He lived by the river. He was of average build, neither ugly nor handsome, and always had a silly grin on his face. People thought he was a fool, but actually, he wasn't foolish at all; he was just a very honest and kind person. He always listened to his younger brother and had no opinions of his own. His brother and sister-in-law knew his character and treated him like free labor. Despite his dullness, he was incredibly hardworking, quick and strong, like an ox. His

only benefit was that they provided him with three meals a day. His sister-in-law, feeling sorry for him, would occasionally wash his clothes, but that depended on her mood. When she was in a bad mood, he had to wash his own clothes.

Logically, someone like him, not bad-looking and hardworking, shouldn't have had trouble finding a wife. So why couldn't he?

The reason was that he had a flaw, a small flaw, but in a poor person, it was magnified infinitely, to the point that no woman wanted to marry him.

What was this flaw?

The answer is—he stutters—to be honest, this defect doesn't affect his ability to reproduce or his ability to work. There's nothing he can do; his family is poor. The two brothers, Da Wu and Xiao Wu, live in a new house, while Da Gen and his younger brother Xiao Gen live in a wooden house passed down from their ancestors. The similarity is that both pairs of brothers lost their parents at a young age.

Xiao Gen is just as poor as Da Gen, so why is it that Xiao Gen was able to marry a beautiful woman?

This is where Xiao Gen differs from Da Gen. First, Xiao Gen is incredibly handsome, much more so than his brother, and also very intelligent. They were born to the same parents, but all the advantages seem to be concentrated in the second son. You can't blame anyone else; you can only blame the unfairness of the world.

It's said that when Xiao Gen got married, he borrowed a sharp suit from his cousin for the blind date. His wife, Xie Lanlan, fell for him at first sight. Plus, Xiao Gen is a smooth talker; before anything even happened, he was already making grand promises, including a bunch of empty promises. He said his family had a rare heirloom that if she married him, they would build her a new house and provide her with a life of luxury, completely winning over the young woman. Lanlan was overjoyed, practically begging to enter his house right then and there—

but Lanlan's parents weren't that naive. They were pragmatic. "You, Ge Xiaogen, want to marry our daughter, right? Talk is cheap. Show us that treasure!" Xiaogen knew perfectly well he was just fooling them, so of course he couldn't produce it. But he was quick-witted. He said the treasure was only for family to see, and couldn't be shown to them until they became family. Xiaogen had it all planned out: once their daughter was in his house, in his bed, and family, whether the treasure was produced or not, it would be too late. The deed was done, the deed was done, so what did it matter whether the treasure was there or not? The

two elders couldn't do anything about him, but they were also very shrewd. They weren't about to let Ge Xiaogen sell their daughter with just a few empty words. "Fine, we won't look at your family's treasures, but give us the dowry first, not a penny less!"

Xiaogen was dumbfounded. He hadn't expected that even though he was shrewd, others weren't stupid either. But he did something that the girl's parents never expected—

Xiaogen whispered a few words in Lanlan's ear, and then he patted her and left.

This made Lanlan's parents furious. This Ge Xiaogen... Ge Xiaogen was too arrogant. He just patted his wife and left after mentioning the dowry. If he didn't have money, he shouldn't have made fun of their daughter. What angered them even more was that he whispered something in their daughter's ear before leaving. The two elders really wanted to know what he said, but Lanlan was already siding with outsiders before the wedding. She wouldn't say a word, not even if it meant death.

Of course, Lanlan's parents weren't pushovers. They were afraid that Ge Xiaogen would abduct their daughter, so they locked Lanlan up and wouldn't let her leave the house—and Lanlan, of course, cried and made a scene.

No matter how much their daughter protested, she had to stay locked up. The elderly couple were still waiting for her dowry to help their younger brother get married. They gritted their teeth and hardened their hearts, locking Lanlan up for a whole week.

They thought, after a week of this, Ge Xiaogen hadn't appeared, and they began to suspect they were being paranoid. Lanlan had also started refusing to eat or drink; if this continued, someone might die. So they released her.

As soon as she was released, Lanlan stopped crying and making a fuss, and obediently did the laundry and cooking for the whole family, declaring she wouldn't marry anyone and would stay home as an old maid. Her behavior reassured the elderly couple.

But just when they relaxed their guard, thinking their daughter wouldn't have anything to do with Ge Xiaogen, after the whole family happily ate a lunch Lanlan had cooked, and everyone went to take a nap, Lanlan ran away.

Where did Lanlan run off to?

She wanted to go to the two ancient trees behind the village that Ge Xiaogen had whispered in her ear a week earlier. Why did Lanlan want to go there?

Ge Xiaogen's words echoed in her ears, "I'll be waiting for you under those two ancient trees behind the village this afternoon. You absolutely have to come!"

But before Lanlan could agree, Ge Xiaogen walked away nonchalantly. Lanlan thought to herself, "Do you really think I'd come, Ge Xiaogen? We're not even that close." — But it was precisely Ge Xiaogen's overconfidence that aroused Lanlan's unique girlish curiosity. She wanted to know what kind of person Ge Xiaogen was, and why he was so confident. —

Lanlan ran and ran, like a bird just released from its cage, or a wild horse just released from its stable. At this moment, she was free. She wanted to rush towards those two ancient trees and see this overconfident man who had given her so many empty promises. —

But suddenly, she thought of something and immediately stopped. —

What did she think of? Why did she suddenly stop running? The

reason was simple: she remembered that Ge Xiaogen had told her about the meeting a week ago. She couldn't help but berate herself inwardly, "Are you stupid? A week has passed since he said he'd meet you. Do you think he'd be foolish enough to wait for you for a whole week?" Thinking this, her previous

pleasant mood instantly froze. She walked aimlessly, walked and walked...

When she looked up, she found herself unknowingly standing under those two ancient trees—

the trees were still there, their branches still so graceful. The foliage is lush, roots intertwined, branches entwined, clinging to each other for a hundred years, still so "loving"—there's a legend here: over a hundred years ago, a couple, opposed by their families, committed suicide together here. Seeing them, even in death, still tightly embraced, inseparable, both families deeply regretted killing these two deeply loving people and couldn't bear to separate them. So, they decided to bury them here. But strangely, after only a year or two, one day, their joint grave disappeared... Two small trees mysteriously sprouted at opposite ends of the original spot. Everyone believed that the deep love between the two lovers moved the heavens, transforming them into two trees to continue their love story. These two trees became sacred trees for a large area, and the story has been passed down through generations. No one dared to cut them down. To this day, both trees have grown into towering giants with incredibly thick trunks. One requires five adult men with outstretched arms to encircle its trunk, and the other requires four. The villagers have embellished the legend, saying that the thicker tree represents the man, and the thinner one the woman. Therefore, to this day, these two trees not only... It was a sacred tree, a tree of marriage, that was said to be passed down through the surrounding villages. Every year, many young men and women would come to worship it, praying for a good marriage or for their love to last a lifetime. Ge Xiaogen's choice of this place was, of course, for this reason as well. Xie Lanlan wasn't stupid; she knew his intentions.

It was just a pity that the tree was still there, but Ge Xiaogen hadn't come. Xie Lanlan was heartbroken. She sat on a thick tree root, and the image of the handsome young man in a sharp suit, Ge Xiaogen, floated into her mind and wouldn't leave. Was she really going to give her heart to this young man she had only met once or twice? Xie Lanlan wouldn't admit she'd fallen for someone so quickly, but she couldn't control her yearning heart; it was already elsewhere.

She couldn't help but ask the two sacred trees, "Will I ever see Ge Xiaowu again?"

Just as Xie Lanlan was lost in thought and sadness, suddenly a pair of hands covered her eyes from behind.

"Guess who I am?" It was a young man's voice.

Hearing this voice, Lanlan felt as if she were hearing a voice she had been waiting for a long time. It must be him—a smile appeared on her lips. She hadn't expected that this person would appear so soon after she asked the sacred trees this question. Could it be that she and this person were truly destined for each other? Could this be a manifestation of the sacred trees? "

—You're Ge Xiaowu."

"Oh, how boring, you guessed it right away." Ge Xiaowu released his hand. Xie

Lanlan turned around in surprise. It was indeed him, but when she saw his deep eyes, she blushed and turned away again. "I didn't expect you to be here."

"Yes, it's all thanks to the guidance of the Divine Tree. Last night I had a dream that the Divine Tree told me to come today, saying that you would definitely come, so I came. So our fate is a gift from the Divine Tree." Xiao Gen began to tell fantastical stories. His mouth was truly something else; he had her completely charmed. Lanlan was, of course, skeptical, but even if it was nonsense, even if it was false, she would never tire of hearing it.

"Ugh," Xie Lanlan said shyly, her head bowed, a sweet smile playing on her lips. Her hands hung awkwardly at her sides, unsure where to put them, her heart pounding like a rabbit's.

Suddenly, Xiao Gen grabbed one of her small hands, feeling its soft, boneless warmth. "Ah—," Lanlan cried out in surprise. Her heart, like a rabbit caught in a trap, trembled instinctively. She tried to pull away from his strong hand, but she had no strength. He moved closer to her.

Lanlan blushed and slowly raised her eyes. Instantly, their eyes met, a mixture of tears and fire.

Xiao Gen suddenly became serious. "What I said about dreaming was just to comfort you."

"Ah—" Lanlan hadn't expected Xiao Gen to say such a thing. She knew he was probably just trying to comfort her, but he shouldn't have said it out loud, should he? This cooled Lanlan's burning heart a bit—Lanlan was a little angry, but she was soon moved to tears—

Lanlan turned away, ignoring him—

Xiaogen turned back to her, and she turned her back to him again. After a few rounds, Xiaogen grabbed her shoulders, preventing her from moving, and looked earnestly into her eyes—

"Listen to me, no god guided me to wait for you here today. I come every day, afraid I won't be able to wait for you. I come from morning till night every day. I brought some food with me, so for more than a week, I have been waiting for you here every day, rain or shine."

"Ah—" Xie Lanlan was shocked. There was actually a man in this world who waited for her like this. "You're so foolish. What if I hadn't come?"

"If you hadn't come, I would have waited here forever."

"What if I never came?"

"Then I'll wait here for the rest of my life."

Xie Lanlan couldn't hold back her tears. Xiao Gen, despite his respectable appearance, was surprisingly foolish. But she loved him. This foolishness was infatuation, love, and nothing was more precious than that. Even if Xiao Gen's family didn't have any ancestral treasures, even if she had to drink cold water with him, she would be willing, without regret. Xie Lanlan was extremely grateful that she had escaped today; otherwise, her lover would have suffered so much more. She was already starting to feel sorry for him, but what moved Xie Lanlan even more was yet to come—

"Close your eyes," Xiao Gen told her to close her eyes.

Xie Lanlan thought he was going to kiss her, so she hesitated to close her eyes. But looking into Xiao Gen's pure and affectionate eyes, she did as he said, because she had already given her heart to him, so why shouldn't she let him kiss her?

Xie Lanlan blushed, gently closed her eyes, and slightly raised her chin so that the tall Xiao Gen could easily kiss her cherry-like lips.

She waited, but Xiao Gen didn't kiss her for a long time. She frowned and began to feel like she had been tricked, thinking, "Could it be that Xiao Gen is really playing me, and I shamelessly offered my lips to him?" Thinking of this, Lanlan was both ashamed and angry. She suddenly opened her eyes—what she saw made her furious—because Xiao Gen had disappeared from her sight.

Lanlan stomped her feet in anger and shouted, "Ge Xiao Gen, you've gone too far!"

"Who's gone too far?" A voice came from behind her. Lanlan hurriedly turned around, and this turn led to disaster. Her lips were pressed against another pair of hot lips—whose lips were they? —Lanlan

instinctively took a step back. “It’s you—, you—” Lanlan hadn’t expected Ge Xiaogen to pull this stunt. She was both delighted and angry, her face turning as red as a tomato. —

“Where did you go just now?”

“For you.” Ge Xiaogen suddenly pulled out a flower from behind him.

This surprised and touched Lanlan. She almost cried. She hadn’t expected Ge Xiaogen to be so thoughtful. “You went to pick flowers just now?”

“Yes.”

“You’re so naughty! I thought you left!”

“If you don’t come with me, how can I go alone?”

“What?” Xie Lanlan could tell that Xiaogen wanted to take her away. She was both surprised and delighted, but she still wanted to confirm.

“I want to take you away. Be my wife!” Xiaogen said, handing the flower to her.

“No.”

“Ah—” The confident Ge Xiaogen hadn’t expected Xie Lanlan to refuse him. “Why?”

"No way, I wouldn't let you off so easily—but I'll take your flowers first." With that, Lanlan suddenly snatched the flowers from his hand and ran off.

Xiaogen laughed. "You said no? You even took my token of love, and you're still being stubborn?" —

"Wait for me!" Xiaogen called from behind, catching up.

Lanlan deliberately slowed down to let him catch up and took her hand, because she had no idea where Xiaogen lived. Where would she go? Besides, if she wanted to go with him, he had to take her there. What would it look like if she went by herself? Xiao

Gen easily caught up with her, but didn't grab her hand, which made Lanlan a little disappointed.

"Let's hurry, otherwise my parents will find out and I won't be able to leave," Lanlan said, her heart filled with longing for marriage.

"Okay, let's run," Xiao Wu said, running ahead alone—but Lanlan didn't follow.

He looked back and saw Lanlan still there, holding the flowers he had given her in one hand, fiddling with something in the other.

The clever Xiao Gen immediately understood; Lanlan wanted him to hold her hand.

He laughed and ran back, grabbing her hand and running. The two laughed happily, their innocent laughter echoing across the fields.

Running, they were far from the village, and they walked hand in hand.

The atmosphere became ambiguous; they looked at each other, Xiao Gen occasionally kissing her, making Lanlan blush shyly, but her heart was as sweet as honey.

Suddenly, Xiao Gen pulled her into a dry field.

"Where are you going?" Lanlan asked.

"Look," Xiaogen pointed to a pile of dried straw in the field.

"Straw? What for?"

"You'll see when you get here," Xiaogen said, pulling her over. He gathered the straw into a circle, then covered the center with more straw—Xiaogen lay down on it, calling to Lanlan, "What are you standing there for? Come on!"

Lanlan understood his meaning. She hadn't expected Xiaogen to be such a frivolous person, and Lanlan was greatly disappointed. She turned around and ran a short distance, then stopped, because she was confused. What should she do?

Just as she was feeling lost, Xiaogen caught up with her and hugged her from behind. No matter how hard she tried to break free, she couldn't. She was stunned and didn't know what to do.

Xiaogen was the man she admired. If she rejected him, she might embarrass him. If she didn't reject him, would she just give herself to him like that? Rice paddies, woodpiles—how unfair!—she was frightened, trembling all over. This was the first time she had ever encountered anything like this since childhood.

Xiao Gen was a very clever man; with his wealth, marrying this beautiful girl was nothing but a pipe dream. His claim of possessing an ancestral treasure was pure nonsense, known only to him. Therefore, to win Xie Lanlan's heart, he had to use a desperate measure: to take her body and force the issue, so that her parents' objections would be futile.

Just as Xie Lanlan hesitated, Xiao Gen kissed her neck and began to touch her breasts. Xie Lanlan was increasingly aroused; she had never experienced anything like this before. Overwhelmed by the wonderful feeling, she gave up resisting and struggling, half-heartedly being pulled by Xiao Gen into the woodpile he had prepared—

now, with straw as her bed, straw as her walls, and the blue sky as her roof—two young bodies intertwined like this—

Xie Lanlan dressed while tears streamed down her face—she felt wronged, having guarded her virginity for so many years only to give it to Ge Xiao Gen on a pile of straw in a field, her body felt so cheap, thinking it was all worthless and filled with regret—

Ge Xiao Gen knew her inner grievances, he wiped her tears with his hand, "Don't cry, I'll be good to you."

"I've given you everything, you have to take responsibility for it."

"No problem, I'm willing to take responsibility for it for the rest of my life." Xiao Gen's words were truly powerful, always talking about a lifetime, but girls are willing to hear "a lifetime"—hearing

Xiao Gen say this was a great comfort to Lanlan, she had given him her heart and her body, what more could she do? "

You'd better keep your word, or I'll haunt you even as a ghost!"

"Don't worry, if I treat you badly, you won't have to become a ghost, I'll do it myself—"

Lanlan quickly covered his mouth with her hand. "Okay, let's not talk about unlucky things. Now that I'm yours, take me home."

"Okay," Xiaogen pulled Lanlan up—

and so Xiaogen and Lanlan's happy life began—but unexpectedly, two years later, with the birth of their son, their happy life came to an end—the couple often quarreled, poverty brought many sorrows, Lanlan's nutrition was inadequate, she had no breast milk, and their son often cried from hunger, which infuriated Lanlan—she suddenly remembered the ancestral treasure Xiaogen had told her about two years ago, so she asked Xiaogen for it—Xiaogen had

to tell the truth, his family didn't have any ancestral treasure at all. Only then did Lanlan realize she had been deceived, but it was too late—so the two of them struggled every day for food and clothing. They argued constantly about the children, having minor fights every three days and major ones every five—

the more they argued, the weaker their feelings became. They had once been deeply in love, but even that couldn't withstand the test of daily meals. Lanlan had almost run back to her parents' home several times, but always thought of the children and stayed. Now, Xiaogen heard that Dawu was going out to work, so he wanted to go with him. Unlike Dawu's wife, who was reluctant to let her husband go, Xiaogen's wife, Lanlan, was driven almost mad by the hardships of life. She desperately wanted Xiaogen to go out and earn some money because the family was so short of cash. So, when Xiaogen mentioned this idea, Lanlan agreed without hesitation.

So, only Lanlan, her son, her uncle Ge Dagen, a bachelor, and a young woman were left in the house. This sowed the seeds of future trouble.

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