[Urban] How a Scoundrel is Made - 13-15

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Chapter Forty-Three:

Thank God, Long Live Chairman Mao! The car spun violently several times before finally coming to a stop, its rear end swaying precariously in the middle of the road, thick smoke billowing from beneath it. Old Du wiped the sweat from his brow, pushed open the car door, and immediately, choking plumes of smoke rushed in from outside. Old Du stood by the car, staring blankly at the front tire. I peeked through the window and couldn't help but grin.

"Oh!" Hearing my exclamation, Old Du pointed to the worn-out tire, still emitting black smoke, and yelled at me,

"Damn it, what am I going to do? It's all because of you, Xiaohong, you saw it, but my tire is ruined. You'll have to pay for it!"

"Pay, I'll pay!"

"Damn, can you afford it?"

"I'll give you my entire paycheck for this month..."

"Look," Old Du scoffed,

"How much do you make? Can you afford it?"

"Then, I'll borrow the money!"

"Come on, I was just kidding, you didn't take it seriously!" Old Du clapped his hands, got into the car, and started it again.

"Let's go back to the city to change the tire! Sigh," Old Du sighed, lamenting.

"Just now, when the car screeched and swerved towards the tree, I couldn't stop it no matter what I did. My head went blank: 'It's over, it's over, it's over, I'm going to die!' Ah, villas, Mercedes, to hell with them... Brother, the old saying is true. What's the use of living in such a big house? No matter how much money you make, it's all for nothing when you die. Ah, living well is better than anything else. To hell with villas and Mercedes!"

"Yeah," Old Feng said,

"Just now, if a car had been coming from the opposite direction or from behind when the car was spinning on the road, it would have been a disaster. It would have been a total wreck..."

"Brother Du," Xiaolan said, trembling with lingering fear,

"It's really a miracle! We should have a celebration!"

"Yes, nothing bad happened, we should have a celebration!"

"No," I said,

"It's already dawn, we have things to do. Let's have a celebration another day!"

"Yes, all good things must come to an end. We have business to attend to, so let's go our separate ways!"

Old Du saw Old Feng, Xiao Lan, and Yang Kun off at a small restaurant. Before parting, Yang Kun gave me his pager number, hoping we could stay in touch. Then, Old Du and I hurried to the place we had agreed upon with Sister Xu. From afar, I saw Sister Xu standing anxiously by the roadside, carrying a small handbag, looking out eagerly.

With a screech, the car stopped beside Sister Xu. I opened the car door and got out. Sister Xu seemed to still remember the ridiculous scene in the movie theater the day before yesterday. Look, as soon as she saw me, her face flushed red. I gently called out,

"Sister Xu, come in!"

"Okay," I opened the back door and got in with Sister Xu. Then, I briefly introduced them. Old Du shook hands with Sister Xu and then started the car again to pick up the person Sister Xu had hired to take the exam for her. In front of a residential building, Sister Xu stopped the car, claiming she was getting out to pick someone up. Watching her retreating figure, Lao Du said mysteriously to me,

"Damn, this little bitch is really something. Study her, get her!"

"But...she's already married!" I replied.

"Damn, getting close to her means not only playing with her pussy, but most importantly, this!" Lao Du rubbed his fingertips, pretending to count money:

"This, this is the key, the ultimate goal!"

"Brother," the mention of Sister Xu's pussy reminded me of its horrible smell, sending a chill down my spine:

"I always doubt, can she possibly have any money?"

"Damn, nonsense! Do as I say, launch the attack quickly, take her down as soon as possible! No one can escape your brother's sharp eyes!"

Lao Du was urging me to make my move on Sister Xu when she led a girl who looked like a student into the car. Upon seeing this, Lao Du pulled out his laptop and started looking for relevant people—a short man with a chicken-chested appearance. We headed to the examination hall together.

"Getting it in will be difficult, let's wait!" The exam had already begun with tension, and Chicken Breast said confidently,

"I've already made arrangements, someone will bring the exam papers out in a little while!"

"Hehe!" I exclaimed,

"That's amazing!"

Sure enough, about twenty minutes after the exam started, a middle-aged woman with a cold expression strode towards the car. Chicken Breast immediately opened the car door and went to meet her. The two turned into an alley, and a moment later, Chicken Breast returned. He closed the car door, took out an exam paper from his pocket, and said,

"Answer it!"

The female student took the exam paper. To make it easier for her to write, Old Du specially found her a pornographic novel to place underneath her. After she finished answering, Chicken Breast carefully folded the exam paper and got out of the car again.

A few minutes later, Chicken Breast strode triumphantly back to the car:

"Done!"

"Thank you, brother," Sister Xu's face finally lit up with joy:

"Come on, brothers, let's go for a drink!"

To express her gratitude, Sister Xu found a reasonably satisfactory hotel for Lao Du and Chicken Breast. Then, Sister Xu took my hand:

"Xiao Zhang, go ask that Brother Du how much he needs!"

"Okay," when I entered the private room and found Lao Du, Lao Du waved his hand:

"Brother, I was just joking back then. If I wanted something in return for helping you out, would we still be friends? Let's just forget it and have a simple meal!"

I reported the situation truthfully to Sister Xu. Sister Xu was even more delighted and discussed with me how to ensure Old Du was happy while also satisfying Chicken Breast. After much deliberation, Sister Xu prepaid 500 yuan to the bar and handed me 1000 yuan to give to Old Du. I obediently placed the money on the table, put on a smile, and said to Chicken Breast,

"Brother, please enjoy your meal. Sister Xu has already prepaid the bar; this is just a small token of her appreciation. Thank you, brother, it's not much!" I turned to Old Du: "Brother

, Sister Xu said to use this money to find a prostitute for some fun!"

After saying this, I started to leave, but Old Du wouldn't let me go, grabbing my hand:

"Brother, if you want to have fun, let's have fun together!"

"No, brother, I have to go to work!"

I strode out of the restaurant as if I had accomplished a great feat. Sister Xu greeted me with a smile and took my arm:

"Xiao Zhang, this guy you know is really something! What does he do?

" "I'm not sure," I glanced at Sister Xu and suddenly noticed something unexpected. Because we were almost touching, in the sunlight, I could see some fine down on Sister Xu's lips, something I had never noticed before:

"I don't know what he does. So far, all I know is that he owns a deer farm!"

"Oh, a large-scale deer farmer!"

"Maybe!"

"How did you two meet? "

"We met by chance while drinking with friends!" I lied, secretly laughing to myself: What do you mean, met while drinking? Sister Xu, you don't know, we met while having sex.

"Xiao Zhang," Sister Xu said with a look of longing:

"Looks like he's pretty good to you. For something this big, a meal and a prostitute, and it's all settled. Think about Han the Loudmouth, he ate so many meals from me and didn't even get a glimpse of anything!"

"Not bad!" I thought to myself: Hehe, how could he not be good enough? You know, we're all in cahoots, if there are women, we'll all sleep together!

"Xiao Zhang, let's go!" Sister Xu gave me a charming smile, a mysterious, lewd glint in her beautiful face. I knowingly asked,

"Where to, Sister Xu?"

"My place!" Sister Xu waved her slender hand, hailing a taxi:

"To my place!"

"Ah—," as soon as I sat in the car, Sister Xu affectionately pressed her face against my cheek:

"Ah, Xiao Zhang, do you remember?"

"What?"

"Oh, you forgot? It's the place I was talking about, that hazy, beautiful, warm environment…"

Warm? Hehe, hearing Sister Xu's words, I couldn't help but recall the smell of her vagina again—warm, yet spicy and pungent. What kind of warmth is this? And your unpredictable temper, what, what: first I'll give you a whack, then I'll give you a sweet treat! Hmph, I can't see a trace of warmth in that!

"Ah, we're here!" Sister Xu opened her door with great joy:

"Come in quickly!"

I changed into plastic slippers and followed Sister Xu into a spacious, bright, and luxuriously decorated house. In the hall, there was one striking feature: fishing gear everywhere, dazzling my eyes. There were dozens of different styles of fishing rods alone, as well as uniquely designed and novel small chairs. I couldn't identify the rest. I asked Sister Xu:

"Sister Xu, do you like fishing?"

"Hmph," Sister Xu shook her head, starting to take off her coat while frowning and coldly glancing at the pile of expensive fishing gear:

"Hmph, she's so idle. She'll do anything, but she won't go fishing. She just sits there all day and doesn't catch many fish. What's the point? It's so frustrating. My husband loves fishing, but don't even mention him. Just thinking about him and seeing his pile of junk makes me upset. Xiao Zhang, I... hehe, I like this!"

After saying that, Sister Xu led me into her bedroom and picked up an exquisite photo album from her luxurious dressing table. She happily unfolded the photos, and I glanced at them. Inside were pictures of Sister Xu wearing various fashionable clothes, posing seductively in front of the beautiful buildings on the Bund in Shanghai. I thought to myself: Goodness, Sister Xu usually dresses very simply. I never expected that this young accountant, who is unknown in the company, would have such a spacious and luxurious house and so many fashionable clothes that she could wear them for decades. It seems that Lao Du's guess was correct. With that in mind, I made up my mind that I must win over Sister Xu and find a way to make money off her! I absentmindedly scrolled through Sister Xu's photos:

"Oh, so you like to travel, huh?"

"Yes," Sister Xu's face immediately lit up with joy at the mention of travel:

"Ah—, Xiao Zhang, I love traveling the most! Every year during my holidays, I go on a trip. I think traveling is the happiest thing in life. Xiao Zhang, I love Shanghai the most, I love Shanghai's clothes. Shanghai's clothes are very unique, and the prices are very reasonable, unlike Guangzhou, where if I see a piece of clothing I like, I almost die of fright when I look at the price! Xiao Zhang, do you like to travel?"

"Yes! Sister, just like you, I love to travel, and I also think traveling is the happiest thing in life!"

"Ah—, it seems we have a common interest! Xiao Zhang, tell me, where have you been? Have you been to Shanghai?"

"Yes, but only on the way. Sister, I don't like big cities, I prefer to explore remote mountain villages!"

"Ha!" Sister Xu showed a disdainful look:

"What's so fun about remote mountain villages!"

"No," I said:

"Sister, you don't know, exploring the mountain valleys is a very interesting and fun thing. When I was in school, during holidays, I would carry my travel bag and, all alone, take a long-distance bus, wandering around the mountain valleys. One year, I traveled alone from Taiyuan by bus, crossing the Lüliang Mountains..."

"Oh dear," Sister Xu put down the photo album and sat down beside me tenderly:

"Lüliang Mountains? What are you doing in that poor place? What kind of soul are you looking for?"

"Sister, when I was little, after reading comic books like 'Little Soldier Zhang Ga' and 'The New Heroes and Heroines,' I had a desire to go to the Lüliang Mountains. I wanted to see it for myself, to see the place where the heroes fought!"

"Hehe," Sister Xu leaned on my shoulder, and I continued,

"At that time, the highways between Shanxi and Shaanxi provinces had just been connected. It's said that the long-distance bus I took was the first bus to cross the two provinces. So, I ended up in Yan'an!"

"Yan'an, Xiao Zhang, you're really something! Why do you always go to those poor places? Did you stay in a cave dwelling in Yan'an?"

"Of course! If I didn't stay in a cave dwelling in Yan'an, all that traveling would have been a waste!"

"Was staying in a cave dwelling fun?"

"Hehe, what's fun about it? It was pitch black, like the air-raid shelter I used to sneak into when I was a kid. The windows were paper-covered, with many holes, letting in a constant stream of cold wind. As a result, I caught a cold the next day!"

"Serves you right!" Sister Xu playfully pinched me:

"There are so many good places in China, why didn't you go to explore them? You had to stay in a cave dwelling in Yan'an! Didn't you freeze to death? Hehe!"

"From Yan'an, I went to Xi'an, from Xi'an straight to Jiuquan, and finally, I ran all the way to Urumqi!"

"Wow, you can really walk!" Sister Xu scratched my penis through my pants, and I got more and more excited as I talked.

"When I got to Urumqi, I wanted to go further, to Kashgar, but I was too tired, and I got sick again..."

"Alright, alright, nobody's listening to your nonsense anymore. I'm not interested in any of those places you mentioned. Xiao Zhang, how about you come with me to Guilin this year?"

"Okay..."

Sister Xu stood up and gently drew the curtains. The luxurious room suddenly became dark. The bright sunlight shone through the heavy curtains and slowly fell on the soft Simmons mattress, creating a hazy, beautiful effect.

"Snap—," Sister Xu turned on the small lamp on the bedside table:

"Darling, come here!" After saying that, Sister Xu pushed me down onto the bed and began to bite me wantonly:

"Ah—, baby, my little baby, my darling!"

I never expected that Sister Xu, who was usually taciturn and always maintained an awe-inspiring appearance, would be so lewd in secret. In her bedroom, on her big bed, she finally revealed the ugly and filthy true form of a lewd demon.

Look, everyone! Sister Xu opened her small mouth, covered in fine down and painted with lipstick, and greedily nibbled at my cheek. Strings of saliva flowed down the corners of her mouth, forming ridiculous trails of drool that splattered all over my face.

"Ah, ah, what beautiful big eyes! What thick, bushy eyebrows!"

Sister Xu nibbled at my cheek while undressing me, quickly stripping me naked. She stared at my naked body with her beautiful eyes, her saliva flowing even more profusely.

"Oh my, Xiao Zhang, you're so strong! These muscles, one by one, are as hard as rocks. So good, so healthy!"

"Really?" I said proudly.

"Sister, when I'm bathing in the bathhouse, the masseur always compliments my body, my muscles, while scrubbing me..."

*Slap!* Before I could finish, Sister Xu suddenly dropped her lewd expression and coldly slapped me across the face:

"Don't mention bathhouses to me. They're full of stinking, promiscuous sluts. You're never allowed to go to a bathhouse again. If I find out, I'll cut your dick off!" With that, Sister Xu yanked my penis hard, then, with an incredibly envious gaze, stroked my naked body. Soon, Sister Xu pressed her wet little mouth against my skin, feasting on it as if she had discovered a delicious delicacy.

"Wow, so manly! Mmm, smells so good! Such strong muscles!"

Sister Xu lay on top of me, licking my chest, my navel, my armpits, my pubic hair, my penis... She didn't miss any part of my body, leaving behind sticky saliva.

"Husband,"

*snap*—Sister Xu turned on the large-screen TV and stuffed a videotape into the VCR. Instantly, a blood-pumping sex scene flashed on the large screen:

"Come on, husband, let's...begin!"

Sister Xu began to undress. As she threw her clothes one by one onto the bedside, and as she was reduced to only wearing a pair of briefs, I shifted my gaze from the TV and slowly swept it over Sister Xu's body. Suddenly, my body shuddered, and I involuntarily cried out:

"Ah—, sister, you?... "

...

Chapter 44

My gaze was fixed on Sister Xu's body in astonishment. The young woman before me, brimming with lust and exceptionally alluring, had a naked body that was both voluptuous and full, like a lump of tempting white dough. I really wanted to immediately pull her close and savor her. However, I suddenly noticed a terrifying phenomenon: on Sister Xu's fair wrists grew very conspicuous black hair, spreading diagonally all the way to her wrist. My goodness, the black hair was so thick, so dense, and so long! No wonder Sister Xu always wore long sleeves at work. I then shifted my gaze to Sister Xu's alluring armpits—wow! Strands of fine black hair peeked out from under her armpits—such long, such black armpit hair! It was the longest armpit hair I had ever seen. Then, I moved my gaze to Sister Xu's pubic area, and I was even more astonished. The black hair in Sister Xu's pubic area was so abundant, so thick, and so extensive—all things I had never seen before. Small, delicate… The exquisite designer panties couldn't conceal Sister Xu's vast pubic hair, which shimmered and curled outwards from the panties, extending upwards and down to her abdomen, almost meeting her deep navel. At the same time, the curly black hair spread to the sides of Sister Xu's panties, overflowing like a burst dam along her two plump, beautiful, and sexy thighs that made my mouth water. I also secretly glanced at Sister Xu's cute calves, which were also covered with thick black hair.

"What's wrong?" Seeing me staring blankly at her, my eyes fixed on those astonishingly thick patches of black hair, a hint of displeasure flashed across Sister Xu's beautiful face. I asked sternly,

"Little Zhang, what are you looking at? What, don't you like it? You think I have too much hair? Humph!"

"No, no," I hurriedly waved my hands. I couldn't afford to offend this young woman now. I had to use every means to win her over. Of course, sex was the best method. I would use my penis and mouth, and of course, my hands, to conquer her, to conquer her body:

"No, no, no, Sister, don't misunderstand, I like black hair, the more the better..."

I pulled Sister Xu closer, my large, rough hands repeatedly stroking the black hair on her arms:

"Hehehe, so thick, so nice to touch!"

"Sigh, don't lie, who likes black hair!" Sister Xu sighed.

"There's no way around it. When I was little, I had a lot of body hair. To hide the black hair all over my body, I would cut it off with scissors. But the more I cut, the more hair grew, and the thicker it became. I never dared to wear a skirt in the summer."

"It's okay, sister, you can wear stockings. That will cover it up!"

"No, I tried it. I put long stockings over my thighs, and the long, stiff black hairs just bulged out of the stockings. It looked so embarrassing! I'll never dare to wear a skirt again!"

"Sister, why don't you use hair removal lotion?" I suggested.

"No, no, I don't use it. That stuff is bad for the skin. It covers up the pores, and I'll get sick. I won't use it. No matter how much hair I have, I won't use that stuff..."

I lifted Sister Xu's arm and stared lewdly at her armpit. Wow, such long, thick black hair! I have a special fondness for women's armpit hair. I like to admire the unique and beautiful armpit hair of all women in the world. Today, I unexpectedly got a glimpse of Sister Xu's armpit hair—it was so black, long, and thick that it excited me immensely. I reached out and gently scratched it, and Sister Xu chuckled,

"Ouch, don't tickle me! It's so itchy, so prickly!"

I opened my mouth and took a bite of Sister Xu's armpit hair, savoring it with relish. Sister Xu stretched out her arms and continued to chuckle. Gradually, Sister Xu's laughter began to reveal an unprecedented lewdness:

"Oh—, oh—, oh—, oh—,"

Just like her genitals, Sister Xu's armpits were incredibly spicy, making me grimace and secretly groan: What a pungent, slutty woman! Years later, with Sister Xu's money, I came into contact with countless women. Through constantly exploring women's bodies, I came to this conclusion: women with a lot of hair, thick hair, dense hair, and long hair are quite lewd and extremely wanton. Moreover, once their lewdness and wantonness are aroused, they become uncontrollable, revealing an animalistic, primitive sexual instinct without any concealment. Hehe, this may be because they have too much body hair and it hasn't been properly conditioned, showing obvious animalistic traits. Look, Sister Xu has her eyes closed, moaning lewdly, drool dripping from the corners of her mouth, her face displaying a blissful, lustful expression—just like a female dog in heat:

"Oh—, oh—, oh—, ... It's so itchy, so comfortable, Xiao Zhang, my darling, my sweetheart, you're so good at this, my little darling, marry me, let's get married!"

"But, sister, you're already married, you already have a family, a husband?" I murmured, then continued to vigorously nibble at Sister Xu's armpit hair. My lips were already numb and tingling from the fishy, pungent smell emanating from Sister Xu's armpits.

"No, no, I want a divorce! I want a divorce from him! Xiao Zhang, let's get married, really!"

"Sister, why do you want a divorce from him? For me?"

"Yes, Xiao Zhang, the first time I saw you, I secretly fell in love with you. You're so beautiful—young, strong, and robust. You exude a healthy aura. Every time I'm with you, the smell of your healthy masculine scent makes me so excited that I get wet down there, soaking my underwear. I always think that you, your body, will bring me unprecedented happiness. Xiao Zhang, I want to marry you!"

"But what about him? Your husband, will he agree to a divorce?"

"I don't care! I'm determined to divorce him! I already asked him, but this damn guy, like a stubborn dog, refuses to budge. Sigh! Even if he doesn't want to, I have to. I can't spend my life with a useless person!"

"A cripple?" I stopped, let go of Sister Xu's arm, and looked at her in confusion. Sister Xu hugged me tightly:

"Yes, he's a cripple, a complete waste, a cripple with only one arm!"

"What happened?"

"Fishing, fishing, fishing, all because of fishing, he's lost an arm!"

"What? Fishing can lose an arm?"

"Yeah, ever since he got hooked on fishing, he doesn't care about anything else. He's completely obsessed with fishing. He fishes day and night. Now, he's still fishing in the suburbs, eating and sleeping there, not even going home once a week. He's clumsy, useless at everything. He's the kind of person who eats everything but can't do anything right. Ask him to connect a light bulb, and he almost gets electrocuted. Ask him to fix a chair, and instead of fixing the chair, he gets his hand swollen from being hit. Someone like that can still fish? I remember once, he cast his line into the lake, but he didn't cast it properly, and the hook bounced back and snagged his finger..."

"Hahaha," I laughed loudly,

"Well, fishing, he caught himself! This fish is huge, over a hundred pounds..."

"Go away, go away, go away, don't mess with me!" Sister Xu shoved me and continued her story:

"The curved fishhook was deeply stuck on his finger, blood was gushing out, and it hurt him terribly. But no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't get it off. Finally, with the help of his fellow anglers, he went to the hospital to have it removed. Alas, last autumn, he went fishing again. While fishing, he suddenly discovered a good spot, thinking there must be a lot of fish there. So, he picked up his fishing rod and moved towards that spot. Because the fishing rod wasn't retracted and was quite long, he accidentally snagged on an electric wire. As a result, he was electrocuted and fell down. One of his arms was burned, the flesh was cooked, and he had to have it amputated!"

"My God, what good is fishing!" I exclaimed, thinking: What a heartless woman! Her husband is disabled by accident, and she's already leaving him? If I were to become disabled one day, she would also callously kick me aside.

"Xiao Zhang, even if he weren't disabled, I'd still divorce him. I'd divorce him sooner or later!"

"Why?"

"Xiao Zhang, he has another problem, even more annoying. His head is always shaking," Xu Jie said, imitating her husband, shaking his head comically:

"Just like that, except when he's sleeping, he's always shaking. I don't know how many hospitals we've been to, but even the best doctors can't do anything about him! My darling, tell me, can I live with someone like that?"

"But, sister, why did you marry him in the first place? Don't you know? Didn't you notice his head was shaking?"

"Sigh," Xu Jie said helplessly.

"His father is a department head, and this house belongs to his father. The reason I married him was for his father's power. Do you understand? His father has power. He promised me, 'If you marry my son, I'll get you a job in the government and make you an accountant!' Now, I'm in the government, and I'm an accountant, so he's useless. Therefore, I can't continue living this joyless life with him. My darling, tell me, can you take a husband with only one arm out to various social events? Can you present him to others?"

I stared blankly at this vicious woman who was like a traitor who would discard a useful tool after it had served its purpose. Such a woman would use any means to achieve her goals. I suddenly remembered the incident where Sister Xu hired someone to take the exam for her. Back then, she promised to sleep with Han Dalaba after the job was done, and I saw that she could actually do it. However, Han Dalaba's influence was limited, and he didn't succeed in getting what he wanted from Sister Xu, that pile of hairy fat meat.

"But," I began to probe Sister Xu's intentions,

"Sister, I'm just a lowly office worker who's been working for less than a year. My salary is pitifully low, and I have nothing. How can I marry you?"

"My little darling, my sweetheart," Sister Xu pressed me onto her hairy thighs and said sincerely,

"I don't want anything from you. I just want you, your body, your muscles, your penis... hehe, Xiao Zhang, let's get married. I'll take care of everything in our lives. My little darling, my sweetheart, I'll make you live a happy life! Really, I'm not lying to you. Marry me, and we'll definitely live a happy life!"

"Happy!" I muttered.

"Yes, my little darling, my sweetheart, if you marry me, I promise I'll give you a rich and happy life! Anyone who lies to you is a dog!"

"Okay, sister, let's get married!" I finally made up my mind. For money, for a [rich and happy life], I decided to marry this heartless, fickle, greedy, treacherous, and vicious bitch. I plotted to become rich overnight, living a life of luxury, having everything I wanted, and doing whatever I pleased. I also had other plans: with the money, I would secretly find other women I liked, hide them away, and enjoy them slowly. Thinking of this, I began to use my bedroom skills, preparing to completely conquer this bitch, this cunning woman who might have a lot of money:

"Come on, sister, let's get married now!"

"Mmm, hehehe," Sister Xu obediently lay down on her back, and I pounced on her hairy pubic area, pulling down her high-end panties. Sister Xu was still moaning lewdly, spreading her hairy, fat legs in an extremely wanton manner. I glanced at the obscene scene on the TV, and put my lips to Sister Xu's pubic area. I was about to give her oral sex when suddenly, I discovered something new and surprising.

My hands were pressed against the inside of Sister Xu's hairy thighs, my eyes fixed on her genitals. Good heavens, Sister Xu's labia were enormous. I gently pulled them up, and wow, they were over an inch long. I spread the long, thick labia apart, instantly forming two ridiculous triangles. The outer surface of Sister Xu's labia majora was covered with coarse little granules, as dense as fish roe. I stuck out my tongue and licked them, smelling that terrible stench and the numbing spiciness in my mouth again. But I didn't care anymore. I had to take her. For money, for a "wealthy and happy life," I had to lick this rare beauty with all my might.

After licking her unusual labia majora for a while, I parted Xu Jie's vagina. What a wide, expansive, and long fleshy opening! Three fingers easily slipped inside. While licking her vagina, I dug and prodded, sucking the constantly flowing vaginal fluid into my mouth. Wow, it was so spicy! It burned my throat more than swallowing strong liquor, making me grimace and even shed a few bitter tears. Xu Jie became even more wanton, her thighs tightly clamping my head, her hairy flesh rubbing against my cheeks, generating waves of heat.

"Come on, come on, hurry up, my little darling, my sweetheart, quick!"

I obediently climbed onto Xu Jie, inserting my penis into her vagina. It was so loose, almost without edges. My penis inside felt like a thin bamboo chopstick stuck in a wine bottle, wobbling and swaying, and I couldn't find any sensation for a long time.

"Flick me," Sister Xu cried out lewdly,

"Flick me, lick me, lick me hard!"

As she muttered this, she imitated the couples having passionate sex on TV, stretching out her hands and grabbing her feet in an extremely lewd pose. I mustered all my strength, thrusting my penis in and out fiercely, my waist slamming against Sister Xu's hairy vulva.

"Ah—, that's so exhilarating!"

Seeing on TV two men simultaneously shoving their large penises into a slut's vagina, Sister Xu's face showed envy:

"Ah, Xiao Zhang, look, look! Both penises are in! Ah—, what an exciting scene! This woman, she must be having so much fun, she must be enjoying it so much, she must be so tight, her inside must be numb and swollen…"

"Then," I teased,

"Sister, you should find someone else, and I'll fuck you with him!"

*Slap!* Sister Xu released her foot and very deftly slapped me hard across the face.

"You scoundrel, I'm warning you, don't you dare insult my character! I'm not that kind of cheap woman, I'm a respectable woman, I received a good education from a young age, my family is very traditional. I was just looking around, just to stimulate my libido and get into the mood for sex, I would never do anything like that!"

"Oh," I suddenly remembered the incredibly strange deer antler that Old Du had given me, so I rolled off Sister Xu, grabbed my pocket, pulled out the deer antler, and waved it in front of Sister Xu:

"Sister, look!"

"Hmm," Sister Xu took the deer antler blankly, and asked me in confusion:

"My darling, what is this?"

"Deer antler!"

"Hehe, it really looks like a penis!"

"Here," I snatched the deer antler from Sister Xu's hand:

"Sister, taste what this penis feels like!"

I thrust the deer antler into Sister Xu's vagina and started pounding wildly, and Sister Xu immediately grinned and howled wildly:

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts so much, it itches so much, I, I, I can't take it anymore!"

Sister Xu's body trembled violently, sweat poured from her forehead, but she didn't stop me. So, I thrust even more frantically. Sister Xu raised her face, grabbed her labia majora, and stared intently at her vagina:

"It hurts so much, baby, it's made my bladder numb, I can't feel anything, it's completely numb! Ah, this thing is truly a treasure, hehehe..."

I lay down, continuing to thrust my antlers into Sister Xu's vagina while bringing my mouth to her anus. For money, for the big sum of money I'd been dreaming of, I had to completely conquer Sister Xu. I decided to lick her anus:

"Sister, I'll definitely make you happy, come on, sister, lift your butt up!"

"Baby, what are you going to do?"

"Lick my asshole!"

"Hehe," Sister Xu became excited and carried away, lifting her buttocks up and unceremoniously presenting her hairy, wrinkled anus to my mouth:

"Lick, lick, lick, hurry up and lick it for your sister, licking her asshole must feel so good and comfortable!"

...

Chapter 45

"Okay, sister," I said, pressing my mouth to Sister Xu's plump buttocks and sticking out my tongue, tentatively licking the edge of her anus a few times. Sister Xu's body immediately trembled:

"Oh, oh, so exciting!"

I began to gently trace the tip of my tongue around Sister Xu's anus, spitting out a spittle of saliva, and then continued to trace the spittle, using the tip of my tongue to evenly spread the saliva on Sister Xu's anus. Sister Xu became even more wanton, whimpering like a female dog, her white buttocks twisting ridiculously, frequently bumping against my cheek, smearing wet patches of her lustful fluid on my face. I suddenly opened my mouth wide and clamped it tightly onto Sister Xu's anus like a suction cup, then began to suck hard. Sister Xu breathed heavily, her anus contracting violently, emitting waves of suffocating fecal stench. I had to release Sister Xu's anus, inserting my fingertips into her vagina, dipping them in a little vaginal fluid, and smearing it on her anus, attempting to change the unbearable fecal stench. Then, I continued to suck, suck, suck… and so on. Sure enough, the smell of Sister Xu's anus changed noticeably, now containing a mixture of fecal stench, a fishy odor, and the smell of my saliva. The three smells blended together, quickly creating a chemical reaction. Forgive my lack of knowledge; I've racked my brains for years, but I still can't come up with a suitable word to name this bizarre chemical reaction!

"Hahaha, my darling, my sweetheart, thank you so much! You're so good at this! You're making me feel like I'm about to ascend to heaven! Ah, it's so good, I feel so good! Under your licking and sucking, I feel like I'm floating on air. Lick, lick, lick faster, I want more, I want more!"

Hmph, damn it, you're enjoying yourself, you're about to ascend to heaven, while I'm suffering terribly. I almost vomited, and I desperately tried to control myself. Sigh, it's all for money, money, money, you're a deadly knife that kills without drawing blood.

Sister Xu sighed as she affectionately stroked my head. I parted the black pubic hair and continued to lick Sister Xu's anus with extreme ingratiation. As I continued to suck, Sister Xu's anus slowly opened its small mouth, forming a bottomless fleshy hole. I dipped a little of Sister Xu's spicy vaginal fluid in my own fluid and gently inserted my fingertip, quickly probing and thrusting it in. Sister Xu moaned blissfully:

"Ah—, I feel so good! My damn husband refuses to lick my asshole no matter what I say, ah, ah, baby, darling, I really love you!"

"Okay, as long as you like it, I'll do anything!" I finally stopped, wiping my stinky lips:

"Sister, would you like to try anal sex?"

"Oh," Sister Xu hesitated:

"Baby, I've never had anal sex before, I've only seen it on TV. I see thick, big cocks being inserted into an assholes, and women screaming wildly, their expressions of unbearable pain must be killing them!"

"No, sister, it won't hurt much. Look, I've already licked your anus so smooth that I can even stick two fingers in. Do you feel any pain? No, right? It's all fake on TV. Look at those women's moans. Is it really that wild in real life?"

"Hmm, you're right. Well then, let's try it!"

"Ptooey!" I spat some saliva into my palm and then smeared it on the head of my penis. Sister Xu arched her big buttocks in a lustful manner. I stood behind her and slowly inserted my penis into her already incredibly smooth anus. When half of my penis was inserted, Sister Xu breathed heavily:

"Ugh, it's so full!"

"Sister, does it hurt?"

"It hurts a little, but I can still hold on!"

I gently pulled it in and out a few times, and her anus quickly became slippery. My penis could easily go in and out, making a squelching sound. Sister Xu was still moaning wantonly, and then turned her face to look at me affectionately:

"Little darling, are you having fun?"

"So happy, so happy! Sister's asshole feels so good, sister, are you happy?"

"Of course! This is the happiest sex I've ever had since I got married! I'll remember this day forever, it's unforgettable, baby. You licked my pee and asshole so sincerely, it really moved me!"

"Sister," I thought to myself, "Damn, you're so moved. Do you know why I'm licking you so diligently? Isn't it for the money? Otherwise, who the hell would do this? What's this called? No one gets up early for nothing!" I asked Sister Xu,

"Doesn't he lick you?"

"Normally he doesn't. Sometimes, if I push him too far, he'll just do it half-heartedly. He's nothing compared to you!"

"Sister, what's it like having sex with someone who only has one arm?"

"Hmph," Sister Xu pouted,

"It's boring, baby. Think about it, without an arm, how can he exert any strength? It just makes you anxious. Besides, seeing him like that, every time he moves, his remaining half-arm swings around, it's both funny and sad. Hehe, the more I look at him, the more uncomfortable I feel. Baby, tell me, can you have passion when having sex with someone you don't like? Can you have an orgasm?"

I picked up the deer antler from the bedside and inserted it into Sister Xu's vagina again. Sister Xu immediately stopped babbling and screamed,

"Oh, oh, baby, when did you put this thing in again? It hurts, it hurts!"

I gritted my teeth and grinned, inserting my penis into Sister Xu's anus while simultaneously thrusting my deer antler into her vagina.

"Ouch, ouch..."

I suddenly remembered something:

"Sister, come on, let's try a different position!"

"How do we play, baby?"

"Like this!"

I made Sister Xu lie down, then climbed between her legs, inserted my penis into her vagina, and vigorously stirred it. Her vagina gradually became slippery. I took the deer antler, which was covered in Sister Xu's vaginal fluid, and placed it against the edge of my penis, trying to insert it into Sister Xu's vagina as well.

"Wow," Sister Xu exclaimed,

"It's so tight!"

"Ha, it's all in!"

"It's bursting!"

I thrust in and out fiercely a few times, but soon couldn't bear the scratching of the fine hairs on the deer antlers:

"It hurts!"

"Yeah," Sister Xu agreed wholeheartedly,

"This thing can really prick you, only I could stand it, most people couldn't stand it! Ouch!"

"Ouch, it hurts!" I pulled my penis out of Sister Xu's vagina and crawled to her face:

"Sister, my penis is sore and itchy from the deer antlers, sister, please give it a rub, maybe it will help!"

"Okay," Sister Xu happily took my penis, looked at it with satisfaction, and said seriously:

"Oh dear, those wretched deer antlers! Look how they've rubbed my precious thing like that! Oh, it breaks my heart!" With that, Sister Xu took my penis into her mouth and began sucking and licking it vigorously, all the while muttering lewdly:

"Ah—, what a cute big cock! At first touch, it's rock hard, but when it's inside my pee, it's plump and warm, making a smacking sound as it goes in and out, making my pee smooth and slippery. The more it goes in, the more comfortable it feels, the smoother it gets, the more wet it gets, the more it goes in, the more numb it gets, the more it goes in, the hotter it gets… It's so good! Taking a sip in my mouth is so satisfying, like chewing on a big sausage, it's so delicious! The more I sip, the more I chew, the more flavorful it becomes. Baby, this cock is mine, this big cock is mine, I want it, I want it, give it to me…"

Seeing Sister Xu's lewd and ugly state, I became extremely excited, my cock rapidly thrusting into her mouth, and soon I felt the urge to ejaculate.

"Okay, here you go!"

Whoosh—a stream of white semen spurted from the head of my penis, splashing onto Sister Xu's mouth, face, eyes, and eyebrows. Sister Xu happily smeared it on, swallowing it greedily:

"Delicious, delicious, I want more…"

"Ah, that's all, maybe next time!"

I plopped down on the bed, but Sister Xu wasn't satisfied. She lay on my genitals, continuing to suck on my now limp penis:

"Look, you're done so quickly? I haven't had enough! I want more, I want more, I want more, hurry, hurry, get hard again, I want more…"

"Ha," I grabbed Sister Xu's plump legs and began to bite them wantonly:

"What plump, white legs! Trembling slightly, they look like fragrant, fatty pork. I want to eat them, I want to eat them!"

I gnawed fiercely, leaving deep teeth marks on Sister Xu's white buttocks and plump legs. Sister Xu didn't care at all; instead of complaining of pain, she hummed with delight:

"Ouch, ouch, is it delicious? Well, you can eat as much as you want, I'll give you all of it!"

As she spoke, Sister Xu continued to suck my penis with all her might, while her other big white leg trembled gently, her foot slowly moving towards my head. I immediately released Sister Xu's thigh, grabbed her beautiful foot, and stuffed it into my mouth, chewing on it like I was chewing on braised pork. After chewing for a while, I opened my eyes and looked at Sister Xu's foot:

"Sister's feet are so beautiful, I like them so much!"

"Do you like them?" Sister Xu glanced at me, smiling as she stuffed her foot into my mouth again:

"Come on, lick my feet again, it feels so good!"

"Okay," I said, holding Xu Jie's feet in both hands. Then I stuck out my tongue and began to lick her small, cute toes one by one, as well as her brightly colored, shiny toenails. Xu Jie was overjoyed:

"My darling, my sweetheart, you're so cute, I love you so much! Oh, oh, it tickles! My little darling, my little cutie, when you lick my little toes, yes, the pads of my toes, when your tongue touches there, I can't take it anymore, really, I'm so wet..."

"Heh," I said ingratiatingly,

"Okay, if you can bring me pleasure, after we get married, I'll wash and trim your feet with my tongue and mouth every day!"

"Hehe, thank you, my darling!"

To win Sister Xu's favor, I simply stuck the tip of my tongue into the crevices of her toenails, sucking the sticky, gritty dirt into my mouth until the crevices were spotless. Seeing Sister Xu's satisfied smile, I continued my lewd act, then stood her feet upright and licked her calloused heels again and again, tirelessly. Slowly, my saliva dissolved the calluses, so I opened my mouth and gnawed at them bit by bit with my teeth, then, spit—, spit—, spit—, onto the floor.

Sister Xu made my penis hard again, and she happily straddled my waist:

"Ha, finally you've made me hard!" Sister Xu stuffed my penis into her vagina, twisting wildly a few times, and said triumphantly:

"Sweetheart, this time, I'm fucking you!"

As she twisted, Sister Xu lowered her head, watching with lust as my penis went in and out of her vagina:

"Hehe, so much fun, your big cock is almost ruining my piss," she said, reaching out and pressing her hand against her vulva, her fingertips gently rubbing my penis:

"So wet," as she twisted, Sister Xu suddenly stopped, straightened her body, raised her buttocks, and slowly pulled my penis out of her vagina:

"Baby, I have a special skill, do you want to see it?"

"Hehe, what special skill? Of course I want to see it, hurry up, let me see!"

"Watch closely!"

After saying that, Sister Xu spread her labia with both hands, lowered her head, and stared intently at her lower body. At the same time, she began to circulate her qi. After a long while, a pool of watery vaginal fluid flowed out of her vagina like urine.

"How is it? Isn't my vaginal fluid plentiful?" "

Wow, impressive, I've really learned something new!"

"Baby, I have more. Do you want to drink some?"

"Yes, come on."

"Okay, open your mouth!"

Sister Xu moved her fat buttocks to my face, spread her labia again, and I obediently opened my mouth. Sister Xu positioned her open vaginal opening at my mouth. I secretly glanced at it. What a big vagina!

*Pfft—* Just as I was marveling at this, Sister Xu shuddered, and a glob of sticky, lustful fluid dripped into my mouth. I gulped it down. Seeing this, Sister Xu's face lit up with joy. She leaned down and began kissing my face repeatedly. After a while, she released me and mounted me again:

"No, I still want to fuck you!"

"Go ahead, fuck me however you like, sister!"

A pair of large, voluptuous breasts swayed ridiculously in front of me. I grabbed them, lifted my head, and began to bite. Sister Xu's breasts were plump and swollen, like those of a breastfeeding woman. Her nipples were thick and long, and along the edges of her high, rounded mounds, there were faint specks of downy hair. I licked them with relish:

"Sister's fine hair is so sexy!"

Suddenly, Sister Xu stood up from me:

"Baby, you rest for a bit, I'm going to the bathroom!"

"Why?"

"Hehe, sweetheart, what else would I do in the bathroom? To pee, of course. Your penis is so good, it's made me pee!"

"Sister," I immediately opened my mouth wide and said in a servile tone:

"Come on, sister, don't bother, just pour it into my mouth!"

"Ah—," Sister Xu's eyes widened in surprise:

"Will it work?"

"Look," I pointed to the TV:

"They're drinking it right there! Come on,"

"Hehe," seeing the shocking scene of drinking urine on TV, Sister Xu's lust was aroused. Sure enough, she squatted on my head and pulled apart my labia majora with both hands:

"So, baby, is sister really going to pee in your mouth?"

"Pee, pee, I'm not waiting with my mouth open!" I said nonchalantly, opening my mouth even wider.

"You, aren't you disgusted?"

"No, no, hurry up and pee, sister, I'm already mentally prepared!" Hmph, for money, I'm going all out! People die for money, birds die for food, for money, what's wrong with drinking some of Sister Xu's filthy urine, what's wrong with that?

*Splash—, splash—, splash—…

* Sister Xu loosened the sluice gate, and a torrent of bright yellow urine poured into my mouth. I hurriedly closed my eyes and gulped down the hot, pungent urine. Seeing my ridiculous attempt to drink urine, Sister Xu finally felt immense satisfaction:

"Hehehe, baby, is it good? What does it taste like?"

"Good, good," I coughed, wiping away the urine:

"Delicious, delicious, especially delicious! The taste is even better than Tsingtao beer!"

"Ah—," Sister Xu grabbed my head and kissed me passionately:

"You're so good, I love you!"

"Here," I pressed my lips to Sister Xu's lips, and she opened her mouth, ready to lick my urine-covered face. I took the opportunity to put the remaining urine into Sister Xu's mouth:

"Sister, you should try some too!"

"Hehe," Sister Xu gulped down her own urine.

I climbed back to Sister Xu's genitals and carefully licked up the remaining urine:

"Come on, sister, spread your legs, I'll wipe the urine clean for you!"

"Hehe, okay!"

I sucked all the urine off Sister Xu's pubic hair, making each patch of black hair shine. Sister Xu was overjoyed, laughing loudly as she watched my ugly behavior:

"Hahaha,"

"Sister," I wiped my thick, sultry lips:

"After we get married, my mouth will be your toilet! I can swallow your nectar anytime, anywhere!"

"Wow—," Sister Xu hugged me tightly, but I pushed her arm away and started licking her armpit hair again.

"Ah, my darling, it itches so much!" Sister Xu hugged me happily, her expression and demeanor as if she were holding her precious son:

"Ah, my darling, I really want to swallow you whole," she said, then sat up and opened her small mouth to bite and nibble at my body:

"I want to eat you, I want to eat you, I want to chew you up piece by piece and swallow you, you are mine, you are mine, no one can possess you!"

She had gone mad.

... 12-09 Chapter 46

I did a lot of hard work on Sister Xu's plump, smelly, hairy body. I lay under Sister Xu, my drooling tongue lolling out, like a sycophantic lapdog, using all sorts of despicable tricks, licking and sucking my mistress's cheeks, armpits, breasts, vagina, anus, soles, toenails, heels, ... and laughing as I swallowed my mistress's urine. I finally won over the mistress's heart and received a pitiful reward: a meaty bone that made my heart flutter. Look, my mistress, still half-asleep, was getting dressed, her flushed face a lovely blush, her breath still rippling with the heat of spring:

"Sweetheart, it's still early, let's go out and get something to eat!"

"Hmm, sister, after all that fuss, I'm really hungry!"

Xu Jie and I wolfed down our meal, and then Xu Jie took my arm:

"Come on, sweetheart, let's go shopping. I'll get you a new outfit. Look at you, you're so shabby, not a single designer item!"

We embraced and walked sweetly into the city's largest department store. Sure enough, Xu Jie generously bought me a whole new set of designer clothes. As we parted, she tossed me another meaty bone—a wad of cash:

"Here, for your pocket money!"

"Thank you, sister!"

With my pockets bulging with meat bones, I walked into the house, beaming with joy. My mother, seeing my dazzlingly expensive clothes, was stunned:

"Xiao Li, where did you get all this? Do you have that much money to buy such expensive clothes?"

"Mom," I said, my face beaming,

"I have a girlfriend, and she bought this for me!"

"A girlfriend? What? You have a girlfriend? Xiao Li, such a big thing! Why didn't you tell your mother beforehand? You made this decision on your own! How can you be so disobedient? Such a big thing, why didn't you tell your mother sooner!" My mother's face was full of displeasure:

"What does she do?"

"Mom, we work at the same company. She works in the accounting department!"

"How old is she?" "

A little over a year older than me, less than two years!"

"Hmm, that won't do. A woman one year older than you isn't a wife!"

"Hehe," I muttered to myself, "Mom, there's something even more important, but I dare not tell you: Sister Xu has been married before and is currently busy with her divorce. If you knew, you would be even less likely to agree."

"Mom, Grandma was almost two years older than Grandpa, and they lived a loving life together, didn't they?"

"Go, go, go, that's the past, that's the old society. Xiaoli, you're still young, you don't understand. In the old society, it was common to marry an older wife first, someone sensible, capable of managing the household, and good at family life. After a few years, when the husband matured, he would marry a younger wife as a second wife. This was normal and permissible in the old society. As the years passed, the older wife grew older, and the husband lost interest in her, mainly spending time with the younger wife, spending time with her..." At this point, Mom suddenly stopped, unsure how to continue. She paused:

"Xiaoli, you've read books on physiology and hygiene, haven't you?" At this, Mom seemed to recall the silly things I did as a child, sneaking through her little drawers, and her cheeks flushed red:

"Women age especially quickly after puberty!"

Mom, I know this best. Even back in elementary school, I thoroughly studied a woman's body, inside and out. I can't tell you my real reason for marrying Sister Xu right now. I don't want to listen to your endless nagging anymore. The alcohol gradually took effect, and my eyelids became so hard that I couldn't lift them anymore. So, I went back to my room and went to sleep.

The next day after work, I had just stepped into the house when my mother, her dignified face dark with anger, roared at me:

"Xiaoli, come here!"

"What is it, Mom?"

"What is it? Don't play dumb with me. Hmm, look at that girl you're dating. Hmm, she's already married! I didn't even go to work today; I went to your workplace specifically to inquire about this. I finally found out that your...girlfriend...she already has a family. Xiaoli, isn't this being a homewrecker? There are plenty of good girls in the world. Why did you have to be such a disgraceful third party, destroying someone else's happy family?"

"Mom, she's rich!"

"What?!"

"Mom, she's rich, very rich!"

"No, no, absolutely not!" My mother objected vehemently, leaving no room for argument:

"Absolutely not! With your qualifications, why would you date a divorced woman? And she's not divorced yet! Even if she's rich, it's still not okay, absolutely not!"

"Mom, she's very rich. She said that after we get married, she'll definitely give me a wealthy and happy life!"

"What?" Mom said with a stern face,

"Xiaoli, what are you thinking? You're getting married for money?"

"Yes, Mom, money can buy everything. I need money!"

"Child, money is good, of course, but we should earn it through our own hard work. Son, no matter what, we must have our own careers. That's the right path!"

"That's not easy, Mom. To be honest, I don't like her. I'm marrying her for money. With money, I can buy you a mink coat!"

"Fine," Mom waved her hand and said coldly,

"I don't want the money you get this way. Don't buy it, and even if you do, I won't want it!"

But I need money. I need money so much. With money, I can be like Lao Du, driving a luxury car, without a cell phone, swaggering around the city, recklessly.

"Xiaoli," Mom trembled with anger,

"Can't you ever give your mother a break? From childhood to adulthood, I've worried myself sick over you. In middle school, you got involved with a middle-aged woman who sold cigarettes, making it known throughout the school and utterly disgracing me. In college, and then… and then…" Mom couldn't continue, abruptly changing the subject:

"And then, you got into a huge fight with the nanny, leaving your messy affair all over the city. Just as I started working, I thought I was finally grown up, an adult, able to support myself, but then you started dating someone who has a family, a husband, and what… what kind of person? Being a third party that everyone talks about behind your back, you, you, how can you be so pathetic!"

Mom and I parted on bad terms again. In the following week, Mom repeatedly asked Sister Xu to meet with her to discuss things, even pleading with her to leave me alone and stop bothering me.

"My son has been a good-for-nothing since he was little!" Mom berated me in front of Sister Xu:

"When he was in school, he hung out with hooligans, smoking, drinking, wearing bell-bottoms, dancing... My son is a playboy, if you don't believe me, ask him yourself!"

"Auntie, but I welcome him! I like everything about him, including his flaws!"

"You," Mom stood up abruptly in anger:

"Hmph," Mom snorted through her nose, turned and walked out of the restaurant.

"What should we do?" I stared blankly at Sister Xu.

"Mom's really angry!"

"Hmph," Sister Xu said stubbornly,

"What kind of society is this? What kind of era is this? Marriage is a matter of freedom. She has no right to interfere with us!"

"But, no matter how big or small my affairs are, Mom always cares. When I was little, she was the one who wiped my bottom after I pooped. How could she not care about her son's marriage? My mom is a traditional woman!"

"I don't care about her. Let her do whatever she wants. I just like you, and I'm going to marry you. Humph, what I, surnamed Xu, want, I will get!"

"Sigh," I sighed,

"The day after tomorrow is Mom's birthday. With Mom so angry, how are we going to celebrate?"

"Birthday!" Sister Xu asked,

"Your mom's birthday is coming up?"

"Yes!"

"Then," Sister Xu sighed self-deprecatingly,

"Sigh, it's Grandma's birthday, and as her future daughter-in-law, I have to give her a gift. It's a small token of my affection, isn't it, my darling?"

"But Mom doesn't approve of our marriage. I don't think she'll accept your gift."

"I don't care! Whether she accepts it or not is her business. I have to buy it! Xiaoli, my sweetheart, what does your mother like? Can you tell me what kind of gift to buy so I have a goal?"

"A mink coat!" I said slowly, thinking, "You want to give your mother a gift? I'll let you give her something expensive."

"Sister, my mother loves mink coats. Whenever she goes shopping, she goes straight to the fur section, grabbing the sleeves of mink coats, so enamored she doesn't want to let go. Her eyes are glued to them, 'Wow, wow, wow!' Sigh, but we don't have that much money. We can't afford it! We don't have the money!"

"Really? Hmph, what woman doesn't like expensive fur coats? Your mother looks so traditional, what, she's keeping up with the times now? Hmph, a stinky schoolteacher, she wants to wear a mink coat and look pretty..." "

Sister, you're not allowed to insult my mother!" I frowned. Sister Xu glared at me and said mischievously,

"Sweetheart, you love your mother very much!"

Hmph, you slut, of course I love my mother, I love her too much, but I love her too much, so much that I even want to do *that* with her. Sigh, let's not talk about it, it's upsetting.

"Alright, since your mother likes mink coats so much, I'll get her one! An old lady should be treated with respect."

"Hehe," it seems Sister Xu is really rich. For my mother's birthday, she gives her such an expensive gift.

"Xiao Li, let's go to the store and buy your mother a mink coat!"

"Okay," I stood up very readily, thinking: My mother can finally wear the mink coat she's been longing for.

Sister Xu and I rushed to the department store. I pointed to a mink coat and said to her,

"Sister, this is it. Mom loves this style the most. She's come here countless times, looked at it countless times, touched it countless times—she absolutely adores it! But it's too expensive; she can't afford it!" "

Oh, that's it, saleswoman!" Sister Xu called out haughtily. The saleswoman came over with a smile:

"Ma'am, what can I do for you?"

"Wrap this coat up for me, give me the receipt, and I'll pay!"

"Auntie!" Sister Xu and I returned home, carrying a mink coat and a heavy load of various fruits. Mom was busy in the kitchen. Seeing me leading Sister Xu, whom she said she would never agree to marry, Mom glared at me angrily. She didn't even glance at Sister Xu before turning back to her work.

"Auntie," Sister Xu said with a smile, despite Mom's lack of response,

"Auntie, I've come to see you!"

"Mom," I unfolded the mink coat,

"Mom, Sister Xu heard it's your birthday, so she specially brought you a birthday present. Try it on!"

"I don't want it!" Mom pushed my hand away stiffly.

I stood dumbfounded in the kitchen doorway, holding the mink coat, staring at this awkward scene, unsure what to do.

"Get out of the way," Mom grabbed the small bamboo basket.

"I have to go downstairs to sell some things!"

"Hmph," seeing Mom slam the door shut, Sister Xu's eyes flashed with hatred.

"That old hag!"

"Sister, you're not allowed to curse my mother!" I warned. Sister Xu ignored me, snatched the mink coat from my hand, and flung open the bathroom door. I asked,

"Sister, what are you doing?"

"To pee!"

With a snap, Sister Xu coldly closed the bathroom door. I crossed my arms and walked into the house, feeling annoyed. Sigh, Mom's angry. She made an excuse and left!

Women, women, after all these years of messing around, I still haven't been able to completely and truly possess a woman. Sister Yin treated me very well, but she wasn't entirely mine. She had quite a few old lovers. With Sister Yin, I only wanted to get that special maternal love from her, the kind I couldn't get from my own mother. Xiaohong, though she sincerely loved me and gave me her virginity without complaint, is now being taken advantage of by other men. I risked danger to see her, but she wouldn't come out, wouldn't even say a word of reminiscence. My mother, I love my mother, truly love her, but this love is absurd, unethical, and intolerable to mainstream society. I'll never forget how my mother desperately grabbed a sharp pair of scissors and fought to the death to reject me. Sister Xu is still someone else's wife, and I don't love her. Being with her is just a fling; I only need her, I need her money. Ah—love, pure love, why are you so stingy with me? Am I destined never to find eternal love in this life?

Hmm, what's going on! I was pondering this without any clue when suddenly, choking smoke seeped in through the crack in the door: What happened? Oh no, Mom must have forgotten to turn off the gas when she went downstairs, and now the pot is burning dry! Oh no, oh no! I flung open the door, and wow, before I could even figure out what was happening, I was immediately engulfed in a thick cloud of smoke.

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Chapter 47

"What's going on? What's going on? There's a fire!"

I rushed straight to the gas valve through the billowing smoke, but the gas valve wasn't open. There was no fire in the kitchen at all. It turned out the smoke was coming from the bathroom. I frantically pulled open the bathroom door:

"Sister Xu, Sister Xu, what happened!"

The scene before me stunned me. The bathroom was a mess, and there was no sign of Sister Xu. The mink coat I had just bought was hanging on the hook next to the bathroom mirror, with terrifying flames flickering around it. Ah—Sister Xu, you really can do this! Mom didn't accept your gift, and this is how you deal with it?

I didn't have time to think anymore. I grabbed the showerhead and sprayed it wildly onto the mink coat. The flames were quickly extinguished, but the once elegant and luxurious coat was completely ruined, hanging pitifully on the hook, its battered body emitting a pungent, burnt smell. I threw the showerhead away in utter despair: "Ugh, what a vicious woman!"

"This," Mom pushed open the bedroom door, carrying a small bamboo basket, staring blankly at the scene before her. After a long while, she said angrily,

"Xiao Li, how dare you marry such a shrew? Do you want your mother to live?"

"Sigh," I walked downstairs dejectedly. I wanted to confront Sister Xu and demand an explanation: Why did you set fire to my house? What did you mean by burning the mink coat? But I didn't have the courage to go to her house, afraid of running into her husband: Damn it, I'll settle the score with you tomorrow. I took out my cigarette case, and with a snap, a piece of cardboard fell out. It was the pager number Yang Kun had left me. Ugh, this is so annoying. I guess I'll have to talk to Yang Kun. So I found a public phone booth and paged Yang Kun. Soon, I received a reply:

"Are you Brother Zhang?"

"Yes, Little Yang, where are you?"

"I'm in the street, Brother Zhang, come over! I'm waiting for you at the X bus terminal!"

"Okay, Little Yang, please wait patiently, I'll be right there!"

As I jumped off the bus, I looked up sharply, and sure enough, Yang Kun was standing under a telephone pole next to the bus station, carrying a small leather bag. She was still as charming, alluring, and graceful as ever. Seeing me jump off the bus, she smiled and walked towards me. When she reached me, she adorably reached out her slender hand and fiddled with my collar:

"Brother Zhang, what have you been busy with lately?"

"Nothing much, just busy doing random things!"

"Brother Zhang, where's a pawnshop, a big one, with a good reputation? Find one for me!"

"A pawnshop?" I looked at Yang Kun, puzzled:

"Little Yang, why do you need a pawnshop?"

"Brother Zhang, don't ask why yet, I have an urgent matter. Quick, find me a pawn shop!"

"Oh dear," I scratched my head,

"Banks are everywhere, but pawn shops are rare, and the larger ones are hard to find!"

"Yes, if it were easy to find, I wouldn't bother Brother Zhang!"

"Oh," I slapped my forehead,

"Xiao Yang, I remember now, back when Xiao Hong and I were wandering around the streets, we accidentally saw a fairly large pawn shop near the train station, but I don't know if it's still open!"

"Hehe," Yang Kun laughed when I mentioned Xiao Hong.

"Brother Zhang, let's not talk about your usual antics. You guys are practically vagrants now, haha. Running around like this has its advantages, though. You know everywhere, you can find your way through any street or alley. Come on, Brother Zhang, let's go to the train station!"

Yang Kun and I hurried to the train station. Thank goodness, the pawnshop was still open and operating normally. As we entered the spacious and bright hall, Yang Kun started taking off her gold necklace, bracelet, and ring. I asked, bewildered,

"Little Yang, what are you doing?"

"Pawning it!"

"What, you're short of money, Little Yang?" I reached for the pocket money Sister Xu had given me:

"Little Yang, if you're short of money, I can give you some, but please don't pawn your jewelry! It's easy to pawn, but hard to redeem!"

"No, no," Yang Kun pushed away my hand holding the banknotes:

"Brother Zhang, thank you, but I have something urgent, I need the money urgently, I have to pawn it!"

"What is it?"

"I'll tell you later!"

Yang Kun walked back and forth in front of the counter, going through the pawn procedures. Finally, when she stuffed her beloved jewelry into the window and received a stack of banknotes, Yang Kun suddenly burst into tears. However, she quickly and quietly wiped them away, but even so, she did not escape my eyes.

"Xiao Yang," I was about to ask Yang Kun why she pawned her jewelry when she glanced at her watch:

"Brother Zhang, treat your little sister to something to eat!"

"Sure, let's go, to the dog meat restaurant!"

"No, Brother Zhang, I don't eat dog meat anymore. The other day, I heard you say how much you love Mao Mao, and even cried for her. I swore that from now on, no matter how much I crave it, I will never eat dog meat again."

"Xiao Yang, thank you. Dogs are very cute, they are man's best friend. Sometimes I think it's better to have a dog than a bad person. Xiao Yang, what do you want to eat?"

"Lamb!" Yang Kun said playfully:

"I want to eat boiled tripe and lamb offal soup!"

"Okay," I pointed forward:

"Hey, look, there's a Muslim restaurant right across the street. Xiao Yang, let's go get some mutton soup!"

I ordered Yang Kun a plate of her favorite boiled tripe and a bowl of mutton offal soup. We each had a glass of baijiu (Chinese liquor), and I raised my glass to Yang Kun with a grin, clinking it together:

"Come on, haven't had a drink in ages, take a big gulp!"

"Okay, thanks, Brother Zhang!"

"Ah—, this liquor is really strong, Xiao Yang!" I put down my glass:

"How did that cylinder deal go?"

"Sigh," Yang Kun's face immediately fell when she heard that:

"Don't even mention that deal!"

"It didn't go through!"

"Hmm,"

"What's wrong, Lao Feng was just flirting with people but not doing the job?"

"Sigh," Yang Kun sighed:

"This isn't anyone's fault. The samples arrived, but after testing, they failed. Gas cylinders are no joke; if they leak, who would dare use them? An accident is no small matter, and who can take responsibility? Sigh, what a waste of time and effort, even the travel expenses are gone!"

"So, besides jewelry, what other business do you want to run?"

"No," Yang Kun said, becoming even more frustrated at the mention of jewelry:

"Brother Zhang, Xiaolan is in trouble!"

"What? What happened?"

"She's in jail!" "

Why?" "

For scalping tickets!"

"Oh, Xiaolan was a ticket scalper?"

"Yes," Yang Kun nodded without hesitation:

"Not just her, me too. Xiaolan and I met while scalping tickets, but I quit now, it's too dangerous, always getting into trouble! And now, Xiaolan's in trouble again, she's been arrested, and I have to go ransom her, but I don't have any money, so I had to pawn my jewelry, boo-hoo..." As she spoke, Yang Kun suddenly put down her chopsticks, covered her delicate face, and began to sob:

"Boo-hoo, boo-hoo, boo-hoo— I told her not to go, but she insisted. Before she left, I had a premonition, a bad omen, that it wouldn't end well, and sure enough, something really happened!" "

Where did it happen?"

"X Prefecture!"

"Hehe," I exclaimed,

"Little Yang, why did she go so far to scalp tickets?"

"Well," Yang Kun said knowledgeably, "that's why..."

"Brother Zhang, you don't understand this business. There are some things you shouldn't know. Knowing too much won't do you or me any good! We deal in counterfeit tickets, and they're all printed for that specific section, so we have to sell them there!"

"Wow—, every profession has its rules, haha. Little Yang, where did you get your tickets from?"

"No," Yang Kun shook his head firmly:

"Brother Zhang, please don't mind, I really can't tell you, otherwise, it won't do you or me any good!"

"Alright, alright," I waved my hand, no longer pressing the matter. We silently drank a few sips of wine, and then I couldn't help but ask again:

"Little Yang, why did you have to do this, wandering around everywhere, always on your guard?"

"Brother Zhang, a girl like me from the countryside, all alone and without capital, what can I do? Most of my companions have become prostitutes, but I don't want to do that. I have no choice but to follow these ticket scalpers, making trip after trip to the interior, just to eat and survive. I don't sell tickets directly; I'm responsible for guarding the counterfeit tickets waiting to be sold. I usually stand quietly on one side of the station square, and when someone buys one, my companions come to collect it. Hehe, Brother Zhang!" Yang Kun pointed to her bra with the tip of his chopsticks:

"I usually hide the tickets here."

"Hehe," I smiled bitterly, silently looking at the pitiful girl before me.

"Once, something really happened. The police arrested my companion. I was in a hotel, and when I looked out the window, I saw my companion, handcuffed and being yelled at by the police, walking towards the hotel. I was so scared that I grabbed my bag and ran out. I ran right up to the hotel entrance and bumped into the police and my companion face to face. Luckily, my companion was a good Samaritan and pretended not to know me, so I managed to escape home. When I got off the train, I felt around and found I only had one yuan left. Brother Zhang, I can't even afford to take the bus. This one yuan could buy a few steamed buns. Sigh, when I got home, I threw my bag on the bed and stared blankly at the ceiling. What to do? Where am I going to get money?"

"That was close! Your companion was really loyal. If he were a member of the underground Communist Party, he would definitely be a great hero. Xiao Yang, have you never been arrested by the police?"

"I have, and it scared me to death!"

"If the police arrest you, that's not good, Xiao Yang. The police..."

"No, no," Yang Kun completely understood what I meant:

"No, no, the police there were quite civilized. They treated me very politely. As for the male escorts, they were ruthless. First, they beat me up, and then they all obediently squatted against the wall. As for me, the police gave me a chair, so I could sit down, which was much more comfortable than the male escorts. The next day, the police led me into a room, made me sit down, and then started taking pictures of me. Finally, they made me dip all ten of my fingers in ink. I had never experienced anything like this before. I didn't know what the police would make me do. I stood there blankly, holding up my bright red hands, crying incessantly: 'Police officers, please spare me! I'll never do it again!'" Yang Kun shed another string of sad tears.

"The police there were really good. They didn't fine me, just warned me: 'Seeing you're still young and a girl, we won't punish you this time. We'll let you go. You have to behave yourself in the future. If you ever catch us again, don't blame us for being ruthless.' I'm really grateful to the police there. After being caught that time, I never did it again. But Xiaolan, that stubborn girl, wouldn't listen to me no matter what. This time, she's done for. She won't admit defeat until she sees the coffin." "

Sigh," I sighed,

"Life is tough. Everyone has to live!"

"Waaah—, waaah—, ... my jewelry, my necklace, my bracelet," Yang Kun sobbed again,

"I don't know how much hardship I've endured, how much suffering I've suffered. I finally saved up some money and bought some jewelry, and now it's all gone, waaah—, waaah—, ... "

"Little Yang," I said with great sympathy,

"You're a really good friend. You're willing to risk everything for your friends!"

"Brother Zhang," Yang Kun murmured, wiping away tears,

"Xiaolan is a good person. Don't let her carefree manner fool you; she's incredibly kind. Without her, I would have died long ago. Look," Yang Kun held out his wrist, and I noticed a deep scratch on his slender, white wrist:

"For a while, my luck was at its worst. I couldn't get a single penny. I was utterly desperate, and I slashed my wrist in the house. If Xiaolan hadn't come back in time, I would have been a box of ashes by now!" As he spoke, Yang Kun turned the watch on his wrist:

"Oh dear, it's getting late, Brother Zhang, I should get on the bus!"

"Little Yang, did you buy a ticket?"

"Hehe," Yang Kun laughed through her tears, swiftly pulling a ticket from her bra and waving it sweetly at me:

"This—"

"Fake!"

"Of course,"

"No way," I snatched the fake ticket away:

"No way, do you want something bad to happen?"

"Brother Zhang, it's okay. I didn't sell it, I just use it myself. If I get caught, I'll just say I bought it from someone else, hehe, it's fine, don't worry. The journey is too far, and the ticket price is too expensive, so let's save some money if we can!"

"Come on, I'll see you off!"

"Thank you!"

I bought Yang Kun a lot of fruit and food, and then we walked onto the platform together:

"Little Yang, when will you be back?"

"About a week!"

"Little Yang, when you get to X Prefecture, please give my regards to Xiao Lan!"

"Okay!"

The dusty train roared angrily into the platform, and Yang Kun nimbly jumped onto the train. As the train slowly started moving, Yang Kun still leaned against the door, waving his little hand affectionately at me, sticking out his thin tongue, and making a funny face. I ran alongside the train for a while, watching it gradually disappear into the night. Thinking of the poor girl on the train, I could n't describe the feeling in my heart. I sighed to myself,

"Ah, what a pitiful girl!"

...

... "You son of a bitch, you filthy slut, you whore who crossed the river and turned on the bridge, fuck your mother! You think you can just kick me aside now that I'm useless and go find someone else? I, I..." The one-armed man, enraged, stretched out his only remaining arm and viciously struck Sister Xu's cheek. If the crowd hadn't pulled them apart in time, Sister Xu's beautiful face would have been subjected to a merciless beating. "Waaah—, waaah—..." After work, Sister Xu found me. She was sobbing and wiping her swollen eyes with a handkerchief. I saw this and felt a surge of satisfaction: Serves her right, serves her right, she deserved it, she deserved it, well done, it's satisfying. The one-armed man was too lenient; he should have beaten this ungrateful slut into a one-eyed shrew. "Xiao Li, what should we do? He refuses to divorce me no matter what, and now he's beaten me up like this! Xiao Li, my darling, what are we going to do? You have to think of a solution for your sister!" "Hmph," I was furious when I thought about how Sister Xu had set fire to my house and burned my mink coat. "Since he won't divorce me, then let's just call it quits!" "No, no, I must divorce him!" "Sister Xu, I've made up my mind, let's just call it quits!" "Ah—," Sister Xu was startled and her mouth dropped open: "Why, why won't you marry me? Why?" "Why, you know best yourself. Look at what you've done in my house, you wanted to burn my house down!" With a thud, Sister Xu knelt straight down in front of me, tears streaming down her face. "Xiao Li, I was wrong, I was wrong, I apologize. When I saw your mother's cold face, not saying a word to me, and even running away downstairs, I acted impulsively and did that stupid thing. Xiao Li, my darling, forgive me, forgive me, I'll never do anything like that again, forgive me, I can't live without you! Waaah—, waaah—, waaah—," "But your husband won't divorce you, what are you going to do? You want to commit bigamy? I don't want that!" "Xiao Li, think of a way for me, the court always sides with him!" "Of course, he's disabled, he's the weaker party, the court will naturally side with him!" "Xiao Li, think of a way for me!" "A way? I do have one!" I still didn't want to give up on this woman. I needed her, not her body, not her heart, but her money. So I said, "Beat him up!" "Beat him up?" Sister Xu asked back, "But I... I can't beat him! Even though he only has one arm, I still can't beat him!" "Hmph," I chuckled coldly, revealing a completely shameless face: "Idiot, who told you to hit him? Hire someone! Hire someone to beat him up!" "This," Sister Xu hesitated. I asked, "What, you can't bear to? Then, forget it!" "No," Sister Xu grabbed my sleeve and stood up: "Sweetheart, I'm afraid of hurting him badly and causing a big mess!" "No, it won't happen," I said confidently: "Leave this to me!" "Okay, Xiao Li, sweetheart, you must be careful!" "I know better than you. Come on," I held out my hand to Sister Xu: "Come on, come on, come on?" "What?" "Damn, nonsense!" I imitated Old Du, rubbing my fingertips together frequently: "Money, money! Who hires mercenaries without paying them? Without money, who will beat someone up for you?" "Okay," Sister Xu asked. "Xiao Li, how much money do you need? I'll give it to you tomorrow!" "Three thousand!" "Okay, I'll go get it as soon as the bank opens tomorrow morning!" The next morning, Sister Xu indeed handed me three stacks of banknotes. She repeatedly instructed me: "Xiao Li, my darling, tell the person you hired to be careful!" Beep beep beep, beep beep beep, beep beep beep, beep beep beep... I was happily counting the thick stack of banknotes when my pager suddenly beeped. No need to ask, Old Du was looking for me again. Only he knew my pager number. Hahaha, Brother Du, I was just about to call you, but you called me first. I stuffed the banknotes into my small purse and waved to Sister Xu: "Sister, I'm going now. Old Du called me. I'll find him and settle this for you!" After saying that, I hurriedly ran to the public phone booth: "Brother, what's up?" "Damn," Old Du still had that carefree tone: "Come here right now, you've forgotten what I told you!"

"What's up?"

"Damn, you have a good memory. Climbing a hill, didn't I tell you to help me climb a hill?"

"Oh, I remember now, brother, where is it?"

"Swan Lake Hotel, hurry up, I've lost again and I'm black and blue!"

I flagged down a taxi and rushed to Swan Lake. Now, I have the right and the money to take a taxi with a clear conscience. I'm so proud. Thinking of this, I'm even more determined to be with Sister Xu. Without Sister Xu, would I even have the money to take a taxi?

When I pushed open the door to a private room in the hotel, wow—the room was a mess, filled with smoke. Old Du was sitting crookedly on the bed, shaking his head and puffing out clouds of cigarette smoke. When he saw me come in, he stood up abruptly and threw away his cigarette butt:

"Ah—," Old Du hugged me very warmly:

"Little brother, Xiao Lianqiao, it's been so long, I've missed you so much!"

Besides Old Du, I only recognized one person in the room: Old Feng. I shook hands with Old Feng, and then Old Du began to introduce me to everyone:

"This is Er Xinzi!"

"Hello," I shook hands with the middle-aged man called Er Xinzi. He wasn't as muscular as Old Du, but he had a ridiculously large beer belly and was also holding a mobile phone. Old Du pointed to a large man in the corner:

"This one, Baldy!"

"Hey, hello!" I quickly pulled my hand away from Erxinzi and shook hands with the bald man. Old Du tugged at my arm again:

"Um, this one," he said, pointing to a young man at the square table,

"Xiao Linzi, a card master!"

"No, no," Xiao Linzi said modestly, shaking hands with me. I thought to myself: No need to ask, Old Du asked me to help him climb the hill, so the opponent must be him. Therefore, I carefully observed Xiao Linzi. At first glance, he looked younger than me, which surprised me. After years of navigating society, I'm always a pitiful junior. Those seasoned veterans I deal with, if I were to elaborate, should more accurately be called uncles, not brothers. Young Linzi wore shiny glasses, his face pale and sickly. I gently grasped his hand; it was dry and cold.

"Hello!"

"Hello!"

"She," Linzi pointed to a young woman beside him,

"she, Xiao Mu, my wife!"

I nodded to Xiao Mu, and we exchanged a friendly smile. Xiao Mu was about twenty years old, tall and slender, with fair skin. Especially striking were her large, watery eyes, radiating a captivating light. Her bright black pupils were piercing and full of youthful passion. *

Thump*—Old Du slammed a brand-new deck of cards onto the table. He called out to Linzi and me,

"Athletes, enter!" Then, he tossed a stack of banknotes in front of me.

"Brother," Xiao Linzi said reluctantly,

"Stop playing, I'll treat you and everyone to a sauna, okay?!"

"Damn!" Lao Du immediately dropped his smile:

"What, you won a few bucks and you're already trying to run away?"

Seeing Lao Du's terrifyingly cold face, Xiao Linzi dared not refuse anymore and silently sat down opposite me. I picked up the playing cards, and to dispel Xiao Linzi's wariness, I deliberately pretended to clumsily fidget with them a few times before placing them on the table:

"Buddy, wrong cards!"

"Damn, another round," Er Xinzi and Baldy immediately gathered around and said to me,

"Buddy, this guy plays cards really well, he's wiped us all out, you'd better watch out..."

"Fifty!"

"Call! Buddy, don't move your cards, I'll take fifty back from you!"

"Okay, I'll play with you, please draw your cards!"

Xiao Linzi won the first hand, and the cards were in his hand. I lit a cigarette, pretending to be nonchalant, while secretly watching Xiao Linzi's hand, observing how he shuffled and dealt the cards.

*Thump*—Xiao Linzi slammed the cards he'd been fiddling with onto the table:

"Buddy, please draw your cards!"

He drew two cards in quick succession. I secretly glanced at them; two queens. I thought to myself, "This kid's set me up, baiting me into drawing the third queen, then he'll either pull out three aces or three kings to take me down." To test it out, I desperately played another hand, and sure enough, I lost again. Old Du next to me was getting a little impatient, but he didn't overreact. The game continued.

After another fierce battle, I gradually figured out Xiaolinzi's tactics, so I decided to fight back. I put all the techniques I learned from Glasses into use. He made me play the wrong cards, so I secretly skipped one card by following the pattern of the cards he laid out. Xiaolinzi saw this and looked very uncomfortable. He grinned bitterly and had no choice but to bite the bullet and grab a card. I watched him silently: Kid, play!

Sometimes, I'd discard three or four cards in advance, and Xiao Linzi, thinking there was still a glimmer of hope, would desperately try to win. He'd throw handfuls of banknotes onto the table, trying to intimidate me:

"Damn, kick, call or not!"

"Hehe," I didn't even look at my own cards, but instead gave him a mischievous look, saying provocatively,

"Buddy, don't kick, you won't get the card you want, it's too deep!"

"Hmm," Xiao Linzi's pale face suddenly flushed red:

"You—"

"Buddy," I grabbed the banknotes scattered on the table:

"Buddy, save your money, if you don't believe me, look for yourself," and then I flipped the deck over with a whoosh. Xiao Linzi was immediately dumbfounded:

"You, how did you know? How did you know I wanted that card!"

"I don't know, just a feeling!"

I felt the time was right to expose his secrets. When Xiao Linzi tried to trick me into discarding another card, I grinned and tapped the cards with my fingertip:

"Buddy, how do you want to discard it?"

"Whatever, whatever!"

"Well, buddy," I flipped the entire deck of cards over with practiced ease:

"Buddy, stop playing!"

"Ah—," what they saw stunned Lao Du, Lao Feng, Er Xinzi, and Baldy:

"Damn, that's good!" Lao Du grabbed Xiao Linzi by the collar:

"Damn it, cheating, playing this with me!"

"Big—, brother—," Xiao Linzi stammered, Lao Du raised his fist to strike, but I blocked him, fiddling with the cards as I coldly asked him:

"Buddy, who's your master?"

"Glasses!" Xiao Linzi confessed honestly like a prisoner.

"Ah—, Glasses!" My eyes lit up suddenly:

"Dude, you know what? Back in the day, when I skipped school, I met Glasses on the street. My teacher was also Glasses, so it seems we're sworn brothers. Hehe, we were both taught by the same teacher. I can see right through your tricks after just a few hands. Hey, can you tell me how Glasses is doing now?"

"Dead, cirrhosis!"

"Sigh," I sighed.

"Damn it!" Old Du shoved Xiao Linzi to the ground. Xiao Mu turned pale with fright. Old Du roared,

"Tell me, what are we going to do?"

"Big brother," Xiao Linzi knelt on the floor with a thud, pulling out all the money from his pockets,

"Big brothers, please spare me! Here's all the money back!"

"Damn it," Old Feng cursed,

"If it weren't for Brother Zhang calling out the cards today, we'd all still be in the dark."

"Yeah," Baldy sighed,

"We'd lose everything and still not know what happened!"

"Damn it," Old Du didn't take Xiao Linzi's money,

"Is this all you're going to do?"

"Yeah," Baldy said,

"Don't you know the rules? If you cheat and get caught, you have to return all the money you've won and apologize, or you're ruined!"

"Big brother, big brothers, please spare me! I had no choice, I had to make a living!"

"You've won a lot of money from us, tell me, what are we going to do?"

"Make him pay! Make him pay!" Erxinzi shouted.

"Make him pay back every single penny he won from us!"

"Yes, pay him back!"

"Pay him back!"

"Pay him back!"

"..."

"Big brother," Xiaolinzi pleaded in a tearful voice,

"I... I really can't afford to pay him back!"

"Hmph, if you can't afford to pay him back, how can you afford to win?"

The room was in chaos. I pushed everyone aside, hid in a corner, and watched the ridiculous scene unfold while smoking a cigarette. Amidst the commotion, all the gamblers' eyes fell on the trembling Xiao Mu. Amidst the men's hot, lecherous gazes, Xiao Mu sensed what was about to happen. She trembled even more, staring desperately at Xiao Linzi, who glanced at her helplessly:

"Mu, it's just how it is!"

"Let's go!" Lao Du waved his car keys at me:

"Same old place, Gold Coast!"

"Brother," I wanted to escape. Yes, I had exposed Xiao Linzi's cheating and even tried to sleep with his wife. I had gone too far. Xiao Linzi would hate me to death and would definitely kill me if he got the chance. Thinking of this, I said to Lao Du:

"Brother, I'm not going!"

"No, the old rules. If there are women, we all play together!"

"But, I have something I want to trouble you with!"

"Damn, what is it? We'll talk about it after we're done

!" "Brother, think of something for me now!"

"Damn, what is it?"

I whispered in Lao Du's ear, and Lao Du gave me a sinister smile:

"Damn, that's good, got it done, almost there!" Then, he called the bald guy over, whispered in his ear for a while, and the bald guy readily agreed:

"Buddy, it's just a small matter, no big deal," the bald guy patted his chest at me:

"Buddy, I've got your job covered, just watch and see!"

"Big brother, after it's done, I'll pay whatever it is, I..." I said to the bald guy.

"Hey," the bald guy waved his hand at me:

"Brother, you're too kind, you've already dealt the cards for me, I haven't even thanked you yet, I'll do my best to handle your business, I won't ask you for a penny!"

"Thank you, big brother!"

"Let's go!" Old Du waved his car keys again, and everyone rushed towards the door.

Chapter 49

"Damn it!" Old Du sat naked on the sofa in the private room, rubbing his big cock as he yelled at Xiao Mu, who stood blankly in the middle of the floor, his cheeks down, looking extremely awkward:

"Come on, let's do it, what's wrong, what are you pretending for?"

"Mu!" Xiao Linzi said helplessly to his wife:

"It's okay, don't be shy, we're all brothers, go on!" After saying that, Xiao Linzi personally took off Xiao Mu's bathrobe. I was arranged to sit next to Old Du, also completely naked, and my gaze swept over Xiao Mu. Heh, so young and fresh! Xiao Mu's lithe figure was on full display before the men. Her fair skin, under the dazzling lights, reflected a soft glow that made one's blood boil; her dignified and beautiful oval face held an infinite sadness; her cherry-like lips pouted helplessly; her full, round breasts were adorned with two adorable red pearls; her smooth abdomen had a captivating indentation; between her two slender, shapely legs was a tuft of fluffy hair; her delicate toes were coated with glistening oil. What a beautiful flower in full bloom! What a pity, such a beautiful flower, about to be mercilessly trampled, ravaged, and destroyed by these scoundrels!

"You," Old Du waved his hand at Xiao Linzi,

"sit over there!"

Xiao Linzi obediently sat down on the sofa. On the soft sofa sat six strong men in a row: Baldy, Old Feng, myself, Old Du, Er Xinzi, and Xiao Linzi. Six proud, erect penises stood proudly, their red heads pointing arrogantly towards the ceiling. Old Du continued rubbing his throbbing cock. He waved to Xiao Mu, who reluctantly walked over:

"Brothers, who wants to go first?"

"Hehe," the bald man leered at Old Du,

"Many people, few cunts, so the leader goes first! Brother, you go first!"

"Yeah," Old Feng flattered,

"Same old rule, brother, start!"

"Damn," Old Du didn't move. He pointed to his cock and said to Xiao Mu,

"What's the rush? Let everyone have a go first, then we'll see who goes first!"

"Okay," Xiao Mu had no choice but to squat down, kneel at Old Du's feet, and take his cock in her mouth. But Old Du pushed her away:

"Go, go, start from over there, one by one..."

So, Xiao Mu had no choice but to dart to the bald man at the very edge and begin giving oral sex to six men. She first took the bald man's penis into her mouth and began sucking it with

a series of "squeaks," while everyone (except Xiao Linzi) held their own penises and watched Xiao Mu with relish. Finally, it was my turn. Xiao Mu coughed to clear her throat, then took my penis into her mouth. I secretly glanced at her, and Xiao Mu happened to lift her eyelids, our eyes meeting unintentionally. She glared at me fiercely, then had no choice but to continue sucking my penis.

Finally, when it was Xiao Linzi's turn to give oral sex, looking at her pitiful yet hateful husband, Xiao Mu suddenly burst into tears, which dripped onto the head of her husband's penis.

"Alright, who goes first!" Old Du asked happily.

"No need to ask, it's the eldest brother!" everyone echoed.

"No," Old Du, who usually acted arrogantly and bossy in front of his cronies, was surprisingly humble today. However, without Old Du's initiative, no one dared to step forward. It seemed that none of the men in the room dared to offend him. Old Du glanced at me:

"Xiao Lianqiao, go first!"

"Brother," I suggested,

"Since you're being so modest and unwilling to go first, the rest of us feel bad. How about this?"

"Well, tell me now!"

I made Xiao Mu lie on her back on the carpeted floor with her legs wrapped around her, and then I ordered the men to each hold their penises and kneel around Xiao Mu, forming a ridiculous and lewd little circle. Seeing this, Old Du was so amused that white saliva actually sprayed from the corner of his mouth:

"Damn, Xiao Lianqiao, what kind of game is this?!"

"Everyone," I placed my palm on Xiao Mu's smooth and delicate shoulder:

"Now, I'll make her spin around. When she stops, whoever's dick is facing her pussy will get to fuck her. How about it? Does everyone agree?"

"Hahaha, agree..."

"Hahaha, agree

..." "Hahaha, agree..."

"Hahaha, agree..."

"..."

A burst of laughter erupted from the crowd. I gathered my strength, gave her a push, and Xiao Mu ridiculously started spinning around. The men immediately stopped laughing, gripping their dicks, their lustful eyes fixed on the spinning Xiao Mu, silently chanting in their hearts: Stop, stop, stop right on my dick head.

Finally, Xiao Mu stopped spinning and stopped right in front of me. I grinned and said to everyone,

"Everyone, I'm really sorry!"

"Let's do it!"

"Let's do it!"

I pulled Xiao Mu between my legs, parted her cute pubic hair, and saw a delicate pink hole. I happily stuffed my penis in, while Xiao Mu glared at me coldly. I ignored her. I avoided her gaze and began thrusting wildly. Xiao Mu's vagina was incredibly tight, giving my penis a wonderful feeling of pressure. Each thrust of my penis felt like pulling an iron chopstick from a thin, wet, slippery rubber tube, making a squeaking, goosebump-inducing sound. Everyone watched with envy as I relentlessly fucked Xiao Mu. Old Du wiped the drool from his mouth:

"Xiao Lianqiao, how's it going? How does this little cunt taste? Is it fun to fuck her?"

"Brother, it's incredibly fun! Her cunt is so tight and slippery!"

Hearing this, the men became even more envious of me:

"Brother, you're very lucky."

"Yeah, he should have gone first. He was the one who called the cards."

"Forty-seven, forty-eight, forty-nine, fifty," I shoved Xiao Mu into the center of the circle:

"No, there are too many people and not enough cunts, so stop fucking endlessly. When it's someone's turn, each person can fuck fifty times. Let's take turns playing around." After saying that, he pushed her with his palm again, and Xiao Mu helplessly started spinning again.

"Hahaha," Xiao Mu's genitals stopped in front of the bald man, who was overjoyed:

"My turn, my turn, everyone, sorry!"

"Damn," Old Du muttered with a hint of disappointment:

"Hurry up, stop pretending, I'm telling you, hurry up, just fifty times, no more!"

"One, two, three,..." Old Feng beside the bald man counted very seriously for him. The bald man thrust into Xiao Mu under him, saying with satisfaction:

"Ah, this little cunt is really good, it's so tight, like a rubber tube, it makes a squeaking sound when you insert it!"

"Sigh," Xiao Linzi said despairingly:

"We've only been married for less than a month, how can it not be tight!"

"Hahaha, so it's a fresh catch that's just been deflowered, good, good, worth fucking properly!"

"Forty-nine, fifty, okay, get off!" Old Feng patted the bald man's shoulder, and the bald man reluctantly stopped:

"That was good, I haven't had enough!" After saying that, he reluctantly pushed Xiao Mu away, and Xiao Mu started spinning again. Finally, she stopped in front of her husband, Xiao Linzi. Xiao Linzi's face was flushed, and he pushed Xiao Mu away. Xiao Mu started spinning again. When Lao Du saw this, he roared:

"No, no, the rules of the game cannot be broken. Fuck her, you must fuck her!"

After saying that, he pushed Xiao Mu towards Xiao Linzi. Xiao Linzi had no choice but to absentmindedly thrust into his poor wife in front of everyone.

"Damn it," Old Du grumbled, looking annoyed, as Xiao Linzi finished fucking Xiao Mu and spun her around again, only to have her unexpectedly stop in front of me.

"What's going on? Why can't I get a turn?!"

"Here," I pushed Xiao Mu towards Old Du,

"Big brother, I'm not fucking her anymore, you can have her!"

"Thanks!"

Old Du happily climbed onto Xiao Mu,

"Let me have a taste. They all said it was good, let me see how good it is!"

Old Du viciously fucked Xiao Mu fifty times, then pushed the tear-streaked Xiao Mu to Old Feng beside him,

"That's enough, stop playing around. Only you and Er Xinzi haven't had a turn yet. You two each fuck her fifty times, then we'll change the way we play!"

After Old Feng and Er Xinzi finished fucking Xiao Mu, Old Du made all the men lie back on the soft carpet in a row, their six big dicks ridiculously waving in front of Xiao Mu's eyes.

"Little slut, come on, let's start from over there, one after another. This time, each of us will fuck you a hundred times!"

So, Xiao Mu started from the west side, first straddling the bald man at the very edge. The bald man was overjoyed, leering as he shoved his big cock into Xiao Mu's vagina. Then, he grabbed Xiao Mu's slender waist and began thrusting wildly upwards. Old Feng, not to be outdone, greedily stroked Xiao Mu's fair buttocks and long, jade-like legs while helping the bald man count:

"One, two, three..."

"Alright, alright, that's the count!" The impatient Old Feng pulled Xiao Mu off the bald man:

"Little darling, it's my turn." After saying that, Old Feng rubbed his big cock. Xiao Mu parted her labia, and Old Feng shoved his big cock into Xiao Mu's vagina, which had just been wildly pounded a hundred times by the bald man:

"Wow, you little slut, after being fucked by so many people for so long, how come your little cunt is still so tight? It feels so good gripping my cock!"

Xiao Mu didn't say anything, mechanically twisting her slender waist against Lao Feng's body. Lao Du next to her started to gather his strength:

"Ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine, one hundred, okay, give it to me!" After saying that, Lao Du pulled Xiao Mu onto his body without saying a word:

"Little slut, let me see if your little cunt has been fucked to pieces by all these guys!"

Lao Du didn't rush to put his big cock into Xiao Mu's vagina. Instead, he raised his head, spread Xiao Mu's vagina apart, and carefully examined it, viciously digging and stirring with two fingers:

"So tight, so slippery," Xiao Mu shyly closed her eyes and hummed softly. Lao Du finally pulled out his fingers, put his big cock into Xiao Mu's vagina, and thrust wildly a hundred times. Then, he pushed her towards me:

"Here you go, it's your turn!"

I pulled Xiao Mu over. She still glared at me coldly, but I pretended not to see. I parted her labia and inserted my penis. While thrusting, I bit and nibbled at her small breasts. Xiao Mu rudely pushed my head away.

"Big brother," I said hastily, thrusting a hundred times, then pushed Xiao Mu towards Er Xinzi beside me:

"It's your turn!"

"Haha," Erxinzi hugged Xiaomu, lifting himself up to kiss her. Xiaomu coldly turned her face away. Frustrated, Erxinzi took his anger out on Xiaomu's vagina. He thrust his hips upward, gritting his teeth, and viciously pounded into her vagina:

"Fuck—, fuck—, fuck—…" He persisted,

"Little sister, come on, let's kiss!"

"Mmm!" Xiaomu frowned, desperately trying to avoid him. In the struggle, Xiaomu's sharp fingernails accidentally scratched Erxinzi's cheek. Erxinzi slapped her delicate face with his large hand, leaving five deep red finger marks. Then, he shoved Xiaomu to the floor in a menacing manner. Xiaomu covered her swollen cheek and sobbed softly. Xiao Linzi, overwhelmed with shame, scrambled to his feet and hugged his poor wife.

"Damn it," Old Du abruptly sat up, his face contorted with rage:

"You little slut, you're deliberately not playing with us properly, aren't you? Fine, we won't make things difficult for you anymore. We're done playing. Whatever happens, happens. Pay up!"

"Yes, pay up!" the men shouted.

"Pay up!"

"Pay up!"

"..."

"Mu," Xiao Linzi said, tears streaming down his face,

"Mu, play with us big brothers for a bit, otherwise, what are we going to do?" "

It's all your fault! It's all your fault! It's all your fault! It's all your fault! ... It's all your doing, and in the end, I have to clean up your mess!"

"Hmph," Xiao Linzi suddenly pushed Xiao Mu away,

"What, what did you say? Who did all the money I won go to? I spent it all on clothes, jewelry, and meals for you. Hmph, when we won, you were so happy, what, I messed up, and now you're abandoning me? You want to see me make a fool of myself? Is that it? If you don't play with us big brothers properly today, then we'll sell all your jewelry and clothes and pay them back!"

"Yeah," Lao Du rubbed his big cock in front of Xiao Mu,

"You little slut, what are you planning to do now!"

"Big brother, then do as you please!" With that, Xiao Mu lay back on the bed, spreading her long, snow-white legs. Old Du was the first to rush forward, shoving his large penis into Xiao Mu's vagina, gripping her thighs with both hands, and began thrusting wildly. Old Feng crawled to Xiao Mu's mouth and shoved his large penis inside. Baldy knelt on Xiao Mu's other side, holding his large penis, taking turns thrusting into Xiao Mu's mouth with Old Feng. Er Xinzi lay on Xiao Mu's breasts, sucking on her nipples with a smacking sound. I sat beside Xiao Mu's slender waist, stroking the tuft of black hair on her pubic area while watching Old Du's large penis thrust in and out of Xiao Mu's vagina.

Xiao Linzi sat blankly on the sofa, staring at everything before him, and gradually, he lowered his head in despair.

...12-09 Chapter Fifty

"Little Yang?" I messaged Yang Kun again:

"Hello, when did you get back?"

"Brother Zhang, hello, I've been back for five days!"

"Xiao Lan is back too?"

"Yes!"

"Little Yang, want to come out for a bit?"

"Where?"

"The usual place, the Muslim restaurant across from the pawnshop!"

"No."

"Why?"

"Brother Zhang, I'm so sad. I feel sad and want to cry whenever I see that pawnshop. I miss my jewelry!"

"Little Yang, come on, I'll treat you to boiled tripe and mutton soup!"

"No!"

"Little Yang, come on, I have a surprise for you!"

"What surprise?"

"You'll find out when you get here!"

"Sigh, okay then, wait for me!"

Sure enough, Yang Kun arrived at the Muslim restaurant on time with Xiao Lan. After exchanging pleasantries, I teased Xiao Lan:

"I heard you went to the palace. You must be having a great time. Look, you've gotten so plump and healthy!"

"Go away," Xiaolan said, her chubby face flushed red.

"Don't mention that thing again, it's so embarrassing, I feel like crying just thinking about it!"

"Brother Zhang, what surprise do you have for me?" Yang Kun asked impatiently.

"Where's my surprise?"

"Here!" I mischievously pulled out the deer antler.

"This—,"

"You," Yang Kun rushed forward and pinched my ear in annoyance.

"You're so frivolous, you show-off!"

"No, no, stop it, Xiao Yang, give me your ID card."

"You're so frivolous, what do you need my ID card for?" Yang Kun asked, finally letting go of my hand. While taking out his ID card, he asked me,

"What do you need my ID card for?"

"Come on," I took the ID card and walked straight to the pawnshop across the street. Xiaolan was smart; she exclaimed,

"Oh my, Xiao Yang, Brother Zhang is going to redeem your jewelry!"

"Really?" Yang Kun clapped his hands with delight.

"Thank you, Brother Zhang! Thank you, Brother Zhang!"

Surrounded by two young women, I arrived at the pawnshop window and slipped Yang Kun's ID card and pawn ticket inside.

"Comrade, jewelry, please!" A middle-aged woman took the pawn ticket and fumbled around for a bit:

"Comrade, you need to pay 2,988 RMB before you can get your jewelry back!"

"Okay," I said confidently, pulling out the three stacks of banknotes Sister Xu had given me to hire someone to beat someone up, and pushed them through the window.

"Here, the money!"

Soon, the middle-aged woman pushed a heavy little envelope out the window. Yang Kun was extremely excited and was about to reach for it when I beat him to it. I grabbed the envelope and walked out of the pawnshop without looking back. Yang Kun followed closely behind me:

"Brother Zhang, Brother Zhang!"

"Oh," I said, turning the envelope around in my hand, making Yang Kun's mouth agape with envy. Anxiety showed on his handsome face. I said sternly, "..."

"Xiao Yang, these jewels will belong to me from now on!"

"Of course," Yang Kun said helplessly, gazing longingly at her beloved jewelry.

"Of course they belong to you, Brother Zhang, you paid to buy them back!"

I tore open the envelope and pulled out the glittering gold necklace.

"Xiao Yang, come here, stick your head out!"

"Okay," Yang Kun was overjoyed and obediently stuck her head out. I clumsily put the gold necklace on her wrist, then took the gold bracelet and slipped it onto her wrist. Finally, I held the gold ring.

"Ah—, Xiao Yang!" I held Yang Kun's small hand and, while slipping the ring onto her finger, said solemnly,

"This will be our wedding ring!"

"Hehe," Yang Kun, beaming, hugged my neck and, completely ignoring the bustling crowd on the street, began to kiss me passionately.

"Husband, husband, my dear husband, from now on, I'll be your concubine!"

"Hehe," Xiaolan laughed,

"Damn, three thousand yuan, and you're willing to be someone's mistress? You're too cheap!"

"I'm willing," Yang Kun continued,

"Brother Zhang, from now on, I'll only be with you, really, I won't be with anyone else! I've been in the city for so many years, and I've never met a man with such spirit as you, Brother Zhang."

"Hmph," Xiaolan pouted,

"Now you're so happy! A few days ago!" Xiaolan ridiculously imitated Yang Kun's crying, wiping her cheeks with her small hands:

"Waaah—, waaah—, waaah—, my jewelry, my jewelry!"

"Go away, go away, this is none of your business!" Yang Kun blushed and pushed Xiaolan away, then said to me,

"Honey, let's go home, your wife will cook you something delicious!"

"Okay, let's go!" I put one arm around Yang Kun's slender waist and waved the other to hail a taxi:

"Come on, honey, let's go home, eat, and sleep!"

"Hehe!"

The taxi stopped in a dense cluster of buildings, like an anthill. Yang Kun and Xiaolan guided me through one identical building after another. Finally, our light footsteps stopped in front of a row of old bungalows. I was quite puzzled:

"Huh, what's going on here? In this endless cluster of buildings, how come this building from the Manchukuo era still stands? Was it overlooked during the demolition?"

"Who knows!" Xiaolan said casually. Yang Kun pushed open the gate to the bungalow's courtyard, and I followed her inside. I carefully examined the dilapidated bungalow with a strange look. Yang Kun looked embarrassed:

"Sigh, please forgive my husband's embarrassment. There's really no other way. Apartments are too expensive; I can't afford them. I have to rent a bungalow."

"No, no," I waved my hand at Yang Kun:

"Little Yang, you don't know how lucky you are! Don't be fooled by how old and worn this house is. Do you know what it is?"

"What?"

"A villa!"

"Huh?" Xiaolan frowned:

"Brother Zhang, you're kidding me. This run-down house is a villa?"

"What, you don't believe me!" I tugged at Xiaolan's clothes:

"Little sister, look closely, look at the whole building, isn't it a villa style? Xiao Yang only rented one of the rooms."

"Oh," Xiaolan nodded in agreement:

"Isn't it? I never noticed before. You know what, the style is quite unique!"

"Come on," I walked into the run-down house:

"Come on, ah—, I'm so lucky today, living in a Japanese-style villa!"

"Hahaha," Xiaolan joked:

"I've lived here for almost a year, and I only found out today that it's a villa!"

"Honey," Yang Kun wrapped his arms around my neck sweetly:

"What do you want to eat?"

"Anything you have! Preferably something ready-made."

"Oh," Yang Kun suddenly lifted his shirt, revealing a pair of alluring breasts:

"Here it is, eat it!"

"Ha," I said without hesitation, taking a small nipple into my mouth:

"Okay, then I'll eat this one!"

"Xiaolan!" Yang Kun stood in front of me and shouted at Xiaolan:

"Today, you cook!"

"Hehe, you two are playing in bed, and you want me to cook and serve you? What am I, your maid?"

"Stop talking nonsense and go cook your food!"

"Hmph,"

Yang Kun and I took off our clothes. I kicked my pants to the corner of the bed and hugged Yang Kun's snow-white body:

"Ah, making love in this old antique is really quite interesting!"

"Really?" Yang Kun grabbed my penis and played with it coquettishly:

"Wow, my husband's penis is so big!" After saying that, she lowered her head and started sucking on it. I lay down and hugged Yang Kun's tempting buttocks, bringing my lips to her vulva and biting it.

I probed inside Yang Kun's vagina with my fingers, pulled out a pool of vaginal fluid, and brought it to my lips, savoring it carefully: how fragrant it was, a world of difference from Sister Xu's spicy scent! I grew to love Yang Kun even more, and began to nibble at her with extra fervor.

"Come on, husband," Yang Kun released my penis, lay back tenderly, and bent her legs. She spread her fleshy vulva, revealing two cute little labia, glistening with an alluring sheen. I grasped my penis, which was wet from Yang Kun's sucking, parted the labia, and inserted it into her vagina. Yang Kun immediately closed her legs, straddling my buttocks, her arms around my neck:

"Oh, husband, husband, it feels so good!"

I lay blissfully on Yang Kun's smooth, alabaster breasts, opening my mouth wide to passionately kiss her cheek. Yang Kun returned my kisses with equal fervor, our lips frequently touching, silently communicating. Suddenly, Yang Kun contracted her vagina:

"I'll squeeze you to death, I'll squeeze you to death, I'll squeeze you to death!"

"Hehe," I thrust violently, while Yang Kun spread her legs wantonly, smiling as she watched me thrust wildly into her. Her delicate body trembled violently. After a long while, she softly asked me,

"Brother Zhang, why did you help me redeem my jewelry?"

"I like you!"

"Oh," Yang Kun asked happily,

"What do you like about me?"

"Your cheerful personality, your beautiful figure..."

"Hehe," Yang Kun became somewhat smug,

"Honey, am I really cheerful?"

"Cheerful? From the first time we met, I felt that you were a cheerful girl, which is very similar to Xiao Hong, so I fell in love with you!"

"You're reminding me of Xiao Hong!" Yang Kun was a little displeased,

"That day, I secretly looked at her in the car. She wasn't anything special, just average. Was she as fair-skinned as me?"

"No, but she gave me her heart!"

"Then, I can give you my heart too!"

"Little Yang, helping you is the same as helping Xiao Hong!"

"What do you mean?"

"Back then, when Xiaohong was forced to leave me, she said something through her tears that I'll never forget!"

"What did she say?"

"Xiaohong said: I hate this city!"

"Why did she hate this city?"

"Because she didn't have a city residency permit, this city couldn't accept her, and we couldn't be together!"

"Sigh, yes," Yang Kun echoed,

"Me too. I love this city, but this city doesn't love me. I don't own a single brick here. Just because I have a rural residency permit, I can't enjoy any of the city's benefits, and even getting a temporary residence permit costs money. Xiaohong was right. Thinking about it carefully, I also hate this city!"

"No," I hugged Yang Kun's neck:

"This city is beautiful. We have no right to hate it, nor do we have the power to change it. Xiao Yang, if I have the ability in the future, I will do everything I can to get you a city residency!"

"Really?" Yang Kun, who was beneath me, looked on in astonishment. She could hardly believe it.

"Husband, is this true?"

"I'll do my best!"

"Oh," Yang Kun hugged my head and started kissing me passionately.

"Wow," Xiaolan muttered, busy in the kitchen,

"Xiao Yang, you've really come into this world! You must have accumulated good karma in your past life to meet such a benefactor!"

"Brother Zhang, husband!" Yang Kun cried, tears streaming down his face, his eyes brimming with emotion.

"How can I possibly thank you enough?"

"Xiao Yang," I said sincerely,

"I've thought about this for a long time. When I can't sleep at night, I imagine you as Xiao Hong. In the past, I wasn't able to help Xiao Hong, and as a result, she had to leave this city. She left with tears in her eyes and 'hatred' in her heart. That day, I met you, as fate would have it. When I learned that you were also a girl from the countryside, I was filled with emotion. Especially the day I saw you off at the train station, seeing you standing at the door, my heart ached. I made a silent vow: I will help you, help you gain a foothold in this city. I don't want you to leave this city like Xiao Hong, with tears in your eyes and 'hatred' in your heart!"

"Husband, you're so good!" Yang Kun kissed me tenderly.

"Husband, with you, I'll follow you wholeheartedly. Please believe me, I'll give you my heart too!"

"Alright, alright," Xiaolan slammed the dining table against the bedside:

"Stop being so sentimental, dinner's ready!"

...

Chapter 51

"My darling!" Sister Xu found me beaming and slammed a piece of cardboard stamped with a big red seal in front of me:

"My little darling, he finally divorced me!"

"Oh," I glanced at the divorce certificate absentmindedly:

"Sister, you've finally achieved your goal!"

"My darling," Sister Xu said admiringly:

"Those people you hired are really something. They beat my husband black and blue, and he ended up in the hospital. But the checkup showed no internal damage, and his bones weren't broken either."

"Hehe, sister, you know what? They're professional killers. They'll take your arm, but not your leg. They can do whatever they want to you, and they're absolutely skilled!"

"And that's not all, they even sent a gift to the hospital afterward!"

"A gift? What gift?"

"Listen to me, when he opened it, wow, my goodness, he was almost scared to death! There was a dagger inside the box! And under the dagger was a note, subtly warning him: 'Be smart!'"

"Hehe, he must have been terrified!"

"Yes," Sister Xu nodded with a grin, then hugged me affectionately:

"You little rascal, now we can get married!"

"Where will we get married? We don't have a house!" I played hard to get:

"Although my family has a house, my mother said she would never agree to our marriage, and she won't let us live in it! I think we should just forget about it!"

"No, no," Sister Xu shook her head frantically:

"No, that won't do, my darling, you can't go back on your word! We can buy a house!" "

Where's the money?"

"I have it!" "

Then give it to me!"

"Not now, we'll buy one later!"

"Later? Then, where will we get married now, outdoors?"

"Sweetheart, we can't buy a house now. If our colleagues find out, it'll look bad. Talk to your boss and see if they can allocate you a room. We can make do for now, and then we'll take it slow!"

"Heh heh," I gave Sister Xu a cold look:

"Sister, didn't you say you'd give me a wealthy and happy life after we got married?"

"Yes, absolutely!"

"But even if the boss agrees, with my pitiful qualifications, how big of a house can I get? Living in a pigeonhole-like apartment, is that what you call a wealthy and happy life?"

"Sweetheart, don't rush, take it slow. You have to eat one bite at a time, walk one step at a time! My little darling," Sister Xu hugged me affectionately:

"Let's get married. On our wedding night, I'll give you a surprise!"

"What surprise?"

"Now," Sister Xu tapped my nose with her fingertip:

"I can't tell you now, but it will definitely surprise you, make you very happy, and then you'll definitely think that marrying me was the best decision you ever made!"

"Hehe, well, I'll give it a try!"

I used the money Sister Xu gave me to pave the way, treating the relevant leaders at work to several restaurants and saunas. The leaders were pleased, and with a toast, the policy was relaxed. Less than a year into my job, they made an exception and allocated me an apartment. However, it was only one room, and its size surprised me greatly: 7 or 8 square meters, with the two of us sharing a kitchen and bathroom. How pitiful! It wasn't even as big as my kitchen at home!

Sister Xu's scandalous affair with her ex-husband had become the talk of the office building, known to everyone. As for me, my mother strongly opposed it. Therefore, we, this pair of scheming individuals, had neither the mood nor the face to hold a wedding ceremony, nor the courage to let our colleagues and classmates visit my huge new apartment. So, Sister Xu only bought some essential household items, then stuffed her clothes and handbag into my large room, and we got married.

"Ah—," on their wedding night, Sister Xu sat on the narrow bed, beaming as she held up their marriage certificate, which had been issued just two days prior:

"My darling, I've finally got you! From now on, you belong to me!" With that, Sister Xu placed the certificate on the bedside table, then hugged me, kissing and biting me. I wasn't in the mood for her nonsense; I was still thinking about the surprise Sister Xu had promised:

"Sister, where's your surprise?!"

"My darling!" Sister Xu unzipped my pants and pulled out my penis:

"Little darling, don't rush, play with it for a while, then I'll tell you!"

"No, tell me first !"

"No, play with it for a while!"

"No, if you don't tell me, I won't be in the mood to play!"

"Sigh, alright then!" Sister Xu reluctantly pulled her suitcase from under the bed. She took out a bunch of keys, clicked the lock, and I quickly scanned it. My God, I couldn't believe my eyes: Wow! Inside the suitcase, which smelled of genuine leather, was a bulge of brightly colored, high-denomination treasury bonds and certificates of deposit, along with countless fixed-term and current account passbooks.

"Sister," I exclaimed, speechless, my blank expression mirroring that of Ali Baba when he suddenly stumbled into the Forty Thieves' treasure cave, staring blankly at the dazzling array of gold and silver, utterly bewildered. Sister Xu, meanwhile, looked at me with immense pride:

"My darling, isn't this enough for us to live comfortably for several lifetimes! Hehe, what do you think? Marrying me wasn't a bad idea, was it?"

"Sister, sister," I stammered, my heart pounding as I gazed at the suitcase full of bills. I desperately wanted to snatch it all and keep it for myself. But instead of immediately reaching out to grab it, I feigned calmness and asked,

"Sister, where, where, where did you get all this money?... This... this... so much money?..."

"This," Sister Xu slammed the suitcase shut, shoved it back under the bed, and then said mysteriously,

"This... my darling, I can't tell you!"

"Tell me, where did you get it?"

"No, I can't tell you!"

"Tell me!"

"No,"

"Will you tell me or not!" I suddenly revealed a completely shameless face:

"Sister, if you don't honestly tell me where this money came from, I'll expose you: your enormous wealth has an unknown origin!"

"You little rascal!" Sister Xu's mouth dropped open in shock:

"You, you, you, you, you little rascal, you traitor!"

"Sister," I said, my face darkening.

"We're husband and wife now, and you're still hiding things from me? That clearly shows you don't trust me!"

"Fine then!" Sister Xu gritted her teeth:

"You little rascal, I'll tell you the truth. This money was given to me by the grain depot down below. Oh, and not just me, but the accounting office and the leaders of the organization all got a share. I only received a small portion!"

"Oh, sister, why would the grain depot give you so much money?"

"Hehe, to be honest, it shouldn't really be considered a gift from them. The money is controlled by our accounting office. Besides, it wasn't given all at once, nor was it given over a year; it was given gradually, little by little. I saved it up bit by bit. My little darling, my sweetheart, it wasn't easy, saving it up for so many years!"

"Sister, you still haven't answered my question. Why does the grain depot always give you gifts?"

"Sweetheart!" Sister Xu patted my cheek:

"Why? Because of a loan!"

"A loan? You have the right to give the grain depot a loan; you're not a bank!"

"My dear, of course I'm not a bank, but don't forget, we're the department in charge of the grain depots. Loans from the banks first go through us. Just like factories and office buildings, our organization manages so many grain depots. Every year, each depot undergoes major and minor repairs and renovations, and the power to allocate these special funds for repairs and renovations is entirely in our hands. Which depot gets the money, and how much at a time, is entirely up to us. Hehe, if the lower-level grain depots want to get special funds for repairs and renovations, they have to give us some gifts. Even if your repair and renovation application report is perfectly reasonable and well-founded, hehe, sorry, if you apply for one million, you'll only get five hundred thousand. So, if the lower-level grain depots want more special funds for repairs and renovations, they have to give us gifts."

"Ah—," my eyes widened:

"You—"

"Me," Sister Xu said nonchalantly:

"Me, me, what did I do? When the grain depots give gifts, everyone in the accounting office gets a share, the higher-ups get even more, I'm the least!"

"Good heavens!" I exclaimed,

"So that's how it is!"

"Hehe, sweetheart, it's nothing!" Sister Xu continued,

"My little darling, you know, every autumn, when the grain depots start buying grain, we're also in our golden harvest season!"

"Yes,"

"The special funds for grain purchases are all in our hands. Any grain depot that wants to get paid early, hmph, they have to give us gifts!"

"The grain depots give you money?"

"No, they deduct it from the grain purchase payments!"

"But if you withhold the money, can the grain depots use it when they buy grain?"

"We don't care, they have their own ways. They suppress the quality, deduct water, etc. The money we withhold, the grain depots can naturally get back from the farmers selling the grain!"

"What!" Upon hearing this, I couldn't control myself anymore and grabbed Sister Xu's bra collar:

"You, you, you, you are simply, vampires!"

"Go away, go away," Sister Xu impatiently pushed me away and straightened her collar:

"You're making a fuss over nothing! I didn't want to tell you, but you kept pestering me like a stubborn dog, insisting on knowing. But now that I've told you, you're making a huge fuss! Honestly!"

"You, you, all of you, you should all be dragged out and shot!" My body trembled violently.

"You bloodsuckers! Are you all blind? When you went to the countryside, didn't you see how our farmers toiled from dawn till dusk, their sweat dripping onto the ground, cultivating that meager plot of land that barely yielded any money? They toiled all year, hoping and hoping, hoping and hoping, until finally autumn arrived, and they saw a glimmer of hope. But the grain payment allocated from above, you deducted from it, and then you deducted from it again at the grain depot. It's like plucking feathers from a passing goose! Every step, every transaction, is exploited. When the payment isn't enough, they... they... they fucking rip it off from the farmers. Do you see our poor farmers, struggling through the cold winter to sell their year's hard-earned grain for a good price, to earn a few extra coins?" The weather was so cold it could chill you to the bone, but they had to get up before dawn, driving their carts and hauling grain to the granary. If they were late, they wouldn't get a turn, and if they couldn't sell their grain that day, they'd have to freeze to death in the open all night. Those heartless grain collectors at the granary arbitrarily graded the farmers' grain; whatever grade they said, that was it. They could deduct whatever amount of moisture they wanted—it was all just empty talk. If they were happy, they'd deduct less; if they weren't, they'd deduct more. The poor farmers, to get a lower grade and less moisture deduction, had to spend their own money buying cigarettes for these guys. "You guys, you guys, you're all the same! The officials at the top are old bloodsuckers, the middle managers are big bloodsuckers, and the lowest-ranking grain collectors are little bloodsuckers... Hmph, no matter how big or small, they're all the same—ghosts sucking the farmers' blood and sweat, ghosts..."

“You, my little darling,” Sister Xu gave me a cold smile,

“Little darling, don’t flatter yourself. This isn’t just mine alone… Calm down, look how upset you are with my little darling. It hurts me to see her hurt!”

“Damn it,” I thought bitterly, “I’ll definitely swindle all that dirty money out of you and squander it! Money that wasn’t earned honestly shouldn’t be wasted.” So, I quietly said,

“Sister, buy me a car!” Yes, Sister Xu has so much dirty money; buying a luxury car is no problem for her. I want to be like Old Du, driving a luxury car, a cell phone on my waist, swaggering around town.

“No,” Sister Xu shook her head,

“No, you’re just a lowly employee. If you buy a car, people will suspect you. What right do you have to buy a car?”

“Buy it for me! I want a car! I want a luxury sedan!”

“No,” Sister Xu hugged my neck, coaxing me like a child,

“My little darling, my sweetheart, don’t be impatient. Later, I’ll definitely buy you a luxury sedan so you can show off!”

“No, I want it now!”

"Later, later, once I've made enough money, I'll apply for sick leave. Then, we'll leave here, go south, buy a villa, and live a good life, understand?" Sister Xu pinched me, and I shook my head:

"No, I want it now. I don't have the confidence to live that long!"

"No way,"

"Will you buy it for me or not?"

"No," Sister Xu got angry:

"Absolutely not. If things go wrong, we'll be in trouble. My little darling, you have to be patient. Look at me, even though I have so much money, for safety, for the sake of avoiding trouble, I won't spend it. I've bought treasury bonds and other bonds to earn the interest!"

"Hmph," I threw away my cigarette butt:

"Money that isn't spent, what is it? It's a rock. Fine, if you won't buy it, then don't. Tomorrow, I'll sue you, and I'll make sure everyone in your accounting office, and all the higher-ups, are finished, locked up in jail, eating cornbread!"

"You," Sister Xu stared at me in shock, and I continued:

“Not only will I accuse you of embezzlement, misappropriation of special funds, and withholding of grain payments, but I'll also expose your brother's job transfer. Let me tell you, the entire form your brother needed for the transfer was stamped with a fake official seal!”

“You—,” Sister Xu suddenly knelt before me, grabbing my leg. I ignored her and continued,

“And, and you had someone take the exam for you, obtaining a fake degree—I’ll expose all of that! I’ll ruin you completely!”

“Husband,” Sister Xu burst into tears,

“Spare me, spare me!”

“Hmph, then, sister, will you buy me a car?”

“Yes, yes, I’ll buy it for you, you little rascal, sigh…”

“Okay, I’ll buy it tomorrow!”

“Yes, yes,” Sister Xu nodded obediently, but suddenly, she looked troubled again:

“Husband, buying a car is too conspicuous. If we don’t want anyone to suspect anything, we need to think of a way to cover it up!”

“What way?”

"Honey, if you really like cars, I'll buy you one, but what will people say about it?"

"What can I do? I dream of driving a luxury car all over town!"

"Sweetheart, I understand. All men like cars," Sister Xu suggested.

"My darling, how about this?"

"How about it?" "How about

you change jobs? Talk to Han the Big Mouth and ask him to transfer you to one of the subordinate companies as a factory manager. Which factory manager doesn't have a luxury car?"

"Factory manager, factory manager, hmm, that's a good idea. But as far as I know, none of the subordinate companies are profitable. The company is losing money, but the factory manager is driving a luxury car. Can we really say that?"

"Hmph," Sister Xu chuckled knowingly and gave me a quick kiss.

"Little darling, you're still too naive. You can only fool me, your older sister. Actually, you don't understand anything. It's true that none of the enterprises under the government are profitable; some are almost bankrupt. But open your eyes and look carefully. Which factory director doesn't drive a luxury car? Do you know what that's called?" "What

? Sister, what's that called?"

"That's called, 'A poor temple with a rich abbot!' These factory directors of loss-making enterprises drive around in cars all day, taking public funds, drinking, and chasing after prostitutes. Do you know what that's called?"

"No," I shook my head.

"This is called: opening up a new chapter, finding new paths, revitalizing businesses, attracting investment... some even go abroad, euphemistically called 'inspection tours'!"

"Hehehe,"

"So, sweetheart, if you want to buy a car, want to play with cars, just find a way to be transferred down below and become a factory manager, any company will do, whether it's profitable or not, then you can drive your luxury car with peace of mind!"

"Really?"

"Really, sweetheart, after you get transferred, I'll buy you a car!"

"Okay, it's a deal!"

...

Chapter 52

To own a luxury car as soon as possible, I transferred out of the government office without hesitation. I glanced at the pen in my hand with deep emotion, then slammed it into the scrap paper, cursing angrily: "Go to hell! From now on, I'll never again be that soulless, word-writing machine, that government-employed writer who toils away all day, blindly following my superiors' instructions, spirit, and ideas, writing empty platitudes that even I don't believe."

I transformed myself into a genuine, completely inexperienced factory manager of a near-bankrupt printing plant. I sat solemnly at my desk in the manager's office, leisurely smoking expensive cigarettes. At the same time, I ridiculously imitated my former boss—Han the Big-Headed—crossing my legs, puffing out smoke rings, and ridiculously swinging my large, Italian-shoe-wearing feet back and forth.

"Factory Manager," sat a talkative old woman across from me, a retired accountant who had been rehired. Before my arrival, she was both the accountant and the factory manager, but my arrival ruthlessly snatched her manager's chair and unceremoniously sat down under me. The old woman showed no resentment whatsoever; on the contrary, she was in a very good mood, feeling an unprecedented sense of relief, as if she had unloaded countless heavy burdens. And so, the gossipy old woman continued to toss me one burden after another:

"Factory manager, our factory is in a very bad situation right now. The economy is terrible, and the workers haven't been paid for three months. Look, this is our factory's bank account; there's still ten yuan on it. Oh, and," the old woman rummaged through a handful of crumpled pieces of paper:

"Factory manager, this is the medical expenses for our retired workers. It's been piling up for over two years, and we still haven't been able to get reimbursed!"

"Aunt Li, the government offices have a huge printing volume, yet our printing factory is so idle. Where did all that printing go? As the former factory manager, you should bear some responsibility for this!"

"Hmm," the old woman's face immediately turned cold upon hearing this.

"Factory Manager, the people in charge of printing volume in the office all want kickbacks, and the more they want, the bigger their appetite becomes. As a result, the workers toil from dawn till dusk, but after deducting costs and kickbacks, the factory barely makes any money. Sometimes, if there's a mistake, we have to rework and lose money!"

"Then, why don't you raise the prices?"

"I can't. There are printing factories everywhere now, the competition is fierce. Our factory's equipment is old and outdated. If we don't raise prices, people won't want to print with us. If we raise prices, even fewer people will come. Sigh, Factory Manager, our factory's equipment is just too outdated. When there's no work, it's all idle. Once there's a printing order, well, the machines run non-stop 24 hours a day, but we still can't meet the orders. Customers are so anxious they go to other printing factories. Sigh, it's really frustrating!"

"Factory Manager," the handyman and night watchman, Ba Zi, swaggered into the office:

"Factory Manager, the power company's meter inspectors are here, demanding payment for our electricity!"

"Who's the factory manager?" A tall, slender, and beautiful woman with a cold expression followed Di Bazi into the office, a small notebook in her hand.

"Is the factory manager here?"

"That's me," I said, throwing away my cigarette butt and standing up.

"Miss, what can I do for you?"

"Who are you calling 'Miss'! Be serious, that's incredibly rude, especially for a factory manager like this. I'm from the power bureau, your factory owes over 20,000 yuan in electricity bills, what are you going to do about it!" The beautiful woman slammed her notebook down in front of me. I couldn't understand any of the nonsense written on it, I just smiled and stared at her:

"No money, what do you suggest?"

"Hmph, fine, no money, huh? Well then, I'll have the workers cut off the power tomorrow!"

"Heh heh, cut off the power," I said dismissively, pulling out another cigarette:

"Pretty cashier, cutting off the power today, you'll have to put it back on tomorrow, isn't that troublesome?"

"Hmph, put it back on, just you wait, until you pay the outstanding bill, you can expect God to put the power back on for you!" With that, the beautiful woman picked up the notebook:

"You wait, tomorrow, I'll cut off your factory's power!"

"Heh heh, comrade, don't get agitated, I said you can't cut it off, and you can't cut it off!" I said, neither too soft nor too hard.

"Hey, you dare call out a number? You wait!" The toll collector snorted coldly, turned and walked out of the office. I said indifferently,

"Goodbye, Di Ba Zi, see him out!" I waved my hand, then muttered to myself,

"Ah, it's noon, time to eat!"

"Yes, Factory Manager, what would you like to eat?" Di Ba Zi drank with me almost every noon. I took out a banknote:

"Go ahead, buy something, we still need to drink!"

"Hehe," Di Ba Zi happily took the banknote and disappeared.

"Ah, this is so wonderful, come on, have a drink," Di Ba Zi and I sat opposite each other, taking turns drinking, while the old woman continued to nag:

"Factory Manager, how come you still have time to drink? Our factory's business license is about to be invalidated!"

"What, did you print prohibited books and get punished by the relevant departments?" I asked, taking another sip of wine.

"No, factory manager, our factory hasn't paid its business registration fee for a year. If we don't pay, the business bureau won't give us the annual inspection, and the deadline is almost here. If we don't get it inspected soon, our license will be invalid! Our factory will become an illegal operation!"

"Oh, I see!" "Is

the factory manager here?" Just as I was getting a little drunk, that annoying shout came from outside the office door again. Then, a short, stout man in his forties, wearing a tax uniform, with a pockmarked face and balding hair, walked in with a gloomy expression:

"Where's the factory manager?"

"Here," I put down my glass:

"What is it?"

"What is it? I'm here to collect taxes. Your factory hasn't paid a single penny in taxes for six months."

"We don't have the money to pay," the old woman said, her face full of worry, as she came over and took over the conversation:

"Comrades from the tax bureau, the workers haven't been paid for three months. Right now, there's only ten yuan in the books!"

"What? You won't pay if you don't have the money? Old lady, don't you understand the law? Are you trying to evade taxes?"

"Comrade, we really don't have the money to pay!"

"Go away, go away, old lady, I'm not talking to you," the balding tax officer pushed aside the nagging old woman and rushed in front of me:

"You're the factory manager, tell me, what are you going to do?"

"The factory has no money, what am I supposed to do?"

"Hmph, no money, and you're still drinking!"

"What's wrong with me drinking? What's it to you?"

"You don't manage the factory properly, you drink during work hours, what kind of factory manager are you!"

"Heh heh, lecturing me now, who do you think you are? I can drink whenever I want, if you don't like it, get out!"

"Let me get out, pay the taxes, then I'll get out!"

"No money to pay, you get out, don't ruin my drinking!"

"Let me get out? Not so easy. Pay the taxes, or give me an answer, when are you going to pay!"

"I'll pay? What will I use to pay? I'll pay your mother's ass! Fuck your mother!" I slammed the wine glass at the tax collector. The glass crashed into his chest with a thud, then rolled onto the floor, shattering into pieces and splattering wine everywhere. I jumped up, grabbed the factory manager's large chair, and smashed it down on the tax collector's balding head without a second thought. No sooner said than done, Di Bazi grabbed the factory manager's chair as it fell wildly, preventing a bloody incident. The old woman, terrified, slumped onto the sofa, her mouth agape:

"It's terrible! A fight! Someone's going to die! Someone come quick! Someone pull them apart!"

The tax official, seeing this, was initially stunned, then very cleverly retreated outside the door:

"Fine, fine, you dare to hit a government official performing his duties? You're something else, you're something else!"

The tax official left the factory office, bored. This whole commotion had worn off my drunkenness considerably, and my head was gradually clearing: Hmm, I really went crazy! Not paying taxes was already unreasonable, how could I have hit someone! I hurriedly dialed the phone:

"Brother, Brother Du, oh, hello, I've gotten myself into trouble!" I quickly explained the whole situation to Old Du, who chuckled:

"Damn, haven't seen you in a few days, you've really made something of yourself, a factory manager now, you're really something, daring to hit a tax official, ha, ha..."

"Brother, can you find someone to help me out?"

"No problem,"

"Also, the power company wants to cut off the factory's electricity, and the industry and commerce bureau won't give us the annual inspection," I told Old Du all the problems the factory was facing:

"Brother, I'm sorry to trouble you, but I have no choice, please help me out!"

"Okay, okay, I'll contact them right away, and once I find someone, I'll call you, damn it, okay, okay, I'll find them all for you, hehe, let's settle this once and for all!"

"Di Ba Zi," after hanging up, I asked Di Ba Zi:

"What's the tax official's surname and name?"

"His surname is Ma, I don't even know his real name, everyone just calls him Boss Ma!"

"No," I pushed away the new wine glass Di Ba Zi had found:

"I'm not drinking anymore, let's go see the workshop!"

I walked unsteadily into the printing workshop, my hands behind my back. The busy workers stopped what they were doing and greeted me:

"Good morning, Factory Manager!"

"Good morning, Factory Manager!"

"..."

"Aunt Li," I asked the old woman beside me,

"Didn't you say the factory didn't have any printing orders? Why is it so busy? Everyone's working?"

"Factory Manager," the old woman explained,

"We're printing elementary school workbooks, the profit margin is extremely low. Even if we had a better way, we wouldn't print this stuff. We're busy all the time, but we don't make any money."

"Hmm!" I walked to a clattering printing press and asked the worker engrossed in refilling the paper,

"How many pages can this machine print in a workday?"

"Factory Manager, even if it prints non-stop for a minute without a single malfunction, if everything goes smoothly, it can't print more than ten thousand pages a day!"

"So," the old woman added,

"when there's an urgent task, all we can do is worry and stare blankly, but we just can't print it out!"

I walked over to the cutting machine, and a robust old man smiled kindly at me:

"Hey, little factory manager, kid!" The old man suddenly changed his tune:

"I called you kid, you won't be angry, will you?"

"No," I replied readily.

“Yes,” the old man stroked his white beard,

“Young factory manager, I’m too old, over seventy years old. It’s only right that I call you kid!”

“Oh,” I stared with drunken eyes at the cutting machine, which was probably much older than the old man. On the dark, oily gantry was a small, tattered sign with some blurry writing on it. I stared at it with great curiosity for a long time, then muttered the fragmented words on the sign to myself:

“Hehe, ... Yishunxing Trading Company, ... Main branch in Fengtian, branches in Tianjin and Osaka, ... Fengtian, inside Xiaobeimen, ... Wow—,” I exclaimed to the old cutting machine operator,

“Grandpa, I bet this machine is older than you.”

“Hehe,” the old man smiled silently.

"Hmm, this is an antique!" I exclaimed.

"It definitely deserves to be in a museum!"

"In a museum?" The old man shook his head.

"No, child, this machine has done a tremendous service for our factory! From the moment I joined the factory, I've been working on this machine, and that's been my whole life. I've spent more time with this machine than with my spouse. So, Grandpa has a deep affection for this machine!" As he spoke, the old man lovingly stroked the antique-looking cutting machine. Suddenly, he bent down, grabbed a handful of scrap paper, and said to me with deep emotion,

"Young factory manager, child, this machine... we won't go into how much work it's done for the factory, but the money from selling these scraps of paper alone is many times its original value!"

"Oh, okay, okay," I patted the old man's strong shoulder, a gesture that showed him a deeper affection for the cutting machine than for his wife.

"Okay, Grandpa, then you can keep working on it!"

I went back into the typesetting workshop. Looking at the endless rows and rows of lead type boxes, and the piles of waste lead type on the floor like hills, I couldn't help but frown:

"Aunt Li, what era is this? Still messing around with these old things? Isn't it troublesome? Isn't it outdated? Why don't you get a laser typesetting machine?"

"Sigh, what's the point of typesetting? Where would we get the money? We can't even keep up with the salaries, let alone have spare money for new equipment!" the old woman sighed helplessly.

Crackle, clatter, splash… a series of loud, chaotic noises came from behind, followed by a woman's scream:

“Oh dear, look at you! What did you do? I spent the whole morning painstakingly arranging them, and you just threw them on the ground! Ugh, all that work for nothing, all that work for nothing, a whole morning wasted!”

“I, I, I, I didn’t mean to!” a young woman explained in a low, slightly tearful voice:

“Aunt Ding, I, I didn’t mean to, it was too heavy, and my hands aren’t very good, I couldn’t hold it up.”

“What else can you do?”

“I, I, waah—,”

Oh, that voice, that sob, how familiar it is! I couldn’t help but turn around. The young woman was frantically picking up a mess of lead type. She looked up unintentionally, and her tearful eyes met mine. We both froze. I exclaimed first:

“Ah, it’s you—?”

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