[Equally Matched] Author: ThreeW Digging Pit

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A Tale of Two Cities (Author: Sanw Digging Pit;
Word Count: 16996)

Preface: 　Shuangpai

Village is named after two chastity memorial arches at its entrance. The arches, made of white stone, are three zhang (approximately 10 meters) high and inscribed with the titles of chaste
women , their family names, and the date of their erection. The two arches were built during the Ming and Qing dynasties, one for the Zhuang family and the other for
the Jia family. They could have been cultural relics. However, in the late 1950s, the Great Leap Forward movement called for
nationwide steelmaking. Due to a shortage of building materials for blast furnaces, the two arches were demolished, and the bricks
were used to build the furnaces.

In the 1980s, with the establishment of the socialist market economy, villagers left one by one, some to work in cities,
others to start businesses. Entering the 21st century, the villagers grew weary of this remote village. Those who could afford it
moved to smaller towns one after another. The original village of over two hundred households gradually shrank to
a small village of just over fifty households.

Just as Shuangpai Village was about to be abandoned by the tide of reform, a highway cleaved it in two.
Connecting the small town to the north and the metropolis to the south, Shuangpai Village was suddenly revitalized.

Chapter One: The Unscrupulous Zhuang Xian Dies, His Blessed Hometown Blossoms, Jia De Ascends to Paradise.

Zhuang Xian was one of the few wealthy households in the village. Since the days of the communal dining system, he had been the brigade's accountant, nicknamed
"Iron Abacus," his abacus ticking away with practiced ease. Through reform and opening up, and the economic boom, he continued until retirement.

How much profit the accountant had embezzled, only he himself knew.

Accountant Zhuang had thick eyebrows and large eyes, and although not tall, he married a woman who was 1.7 meters tall. He claimed
it was genetic modification, hoping to change the Zhuang family's short stature through his wife's genes. But man proposes, God disposes; their two sons,
the elder Zhuang Jianguo, were only 1.6 meters tall. The youngest son, Zhuang Jiancheng, though somewhat successful, was only 1.68 meters tall, a stature considered short
for a rural man. Undeterred
, Zhuang Xian set his sights on his two sons. Although short, both sons were handsome. With his skillful maneuvering, he managed to get his eldest son married into
the Jia family. This was already
unexpected marrying a beautiful woman from a neighboring village who was 1.74 meters tall. A year later, both daughters-in-law
were pregnant. The eldest daughter-in-law, Xiaoping, gave birth to a girl, while the second daughter-in-law, Yufen, gave birth to a healthy boy. Zhuang Xian
was both happy and worried. Happy that the Zhuang family had an heir, but worried about the success of genetic modification.

There's a temple in the west of Shuangpai Village, a thousand-year-old temple dedicated to Guanyin Bodhisattva. The people of Shuangpai Village are very
devout, especially of Guanyin, the Bodhisattva who saves people from suffering. {This is why the temple was able to
escape unscathed the temple no longer has any monks, and the village elders, with nothing to do, would gather
in small groups to pool their money, eat vegetarian food, and chant Buddhist prayers, creating a lively atmosphere. But as time went on, the accounts became complicated, and Zhuang Xian
volunteered to manage them. He died less than a year later. As for what illness he contracted, Zhuang Xian
kept it a secret. On the seventh day after his death, a sudden storm raged
with rumors quickly spread throughout the village. They said that Zhuang Xian had been greedy for money, embezzled
the offerings from the Bodhisattva, and was now being punished.

Yangliu River is the village river of Shuangpai Village, said to have been built during the Tang Dynasty. The river, over ten meters wide, flows from west to east,
cutting the village in half. It connects to the Grand Canal, and both banks are lined with poplar and willow trees. The river
derives its name from this, and for centuries it has nurtured countless people of Shuangpai. At the easternmost point of the river is the home of the former Party Secretary, Jia De. Three
small bungalows stand in a row on the south bank of the river. Formerly the main house of the Jia family,
it has been abandoned in recent years due to their increased wealth, serving only as a secondary house for storing firewood and farm tools. South of the secondary house is a brick and tile house,
built by Jia De in recent years. It is three stories high and three rooms long, quite impressive. Between the brick house and the secondary house is a large courtyard.

Jia De, true to his name, was upright and selfless, always considerate of his subordinates and unconcerned with trivial matters. During the Cultural Revolution, he offended countless township officials
for the sake of the village. After the reform and opening up, the village took the lead in building a village-run factory,
which flourished. After the village was connected by a road, Jia De, despite his age, was eager to work hard and ready to make a big difference.

Unexpectedly, a document from the town government relocated the village-run factory to the town center, claiming it was for easier management and that
the town would directly oversee it. The town government was blatantly settling personal scores, and Jia De
refused to
back down. He went to the town leaders several times to negotiate, but he couldn't win against them. In a fit of anger, he submitted his retirement application. Although the town government made several feigned attempts to retain him, and the villagers even signed a petition, the old Party Secretary, disheartened, finally retired. After retirement, with nothing to do,
he planted flowers and raised birds in his yard, living a contented life. For two or three years, the yard was lush
and green .

One day, Jia De took a nap in the yard and didn't wake up until five o'clock. When his daughter came home from work, she went to check on him
and discovered that her father had already passed away peacefully and ascended to heaven. From then on, no one watered the flowers, and few fed the birds.

Within half a month, the flowers withered and the birds scattered. Our story begins in this house.

Chapter Two: May Day - Father and Daughter's Trip to West Lake; Mother-in-law and Son-in-law's Trip to Wushan.

"Beep, beep!"

Xiaoping habitually grabbed the alarm clock from the bedside and impatiently pressed the switch. She yawned and
picked up her clothes from the bedside to put them on. A few years ago, Xiaoping wouldn't have dressed so formally; due to
time constraints, she usually went out to do housework in her pajamas. But times were different now, since her son-in-law also lived
at home.

Getting up at six every day to do housework had been a routine for years.

Washing clothes, boiling water, cooking, and if there was a spare moment, sweeping the floor.

By the time everything was finished, the whole family should be up.

"Dad, hurry up, don't be late and miss the bus." It was
Xiaoping's daughter speaking as she came down the stairs.

"What's the rush? Roll call doesn't start until 8:30!" Xiaoping's husband, an accountant, was about 1.6 meters tall and,
used to a life of luxury in the office, appeared rather plump and pale. He was slowly buttoning his shirt.

"Jianguo, in previous years, didn't you always arrive at the factory at 6:00 for your trips? What's going on this year? Is the factory doing
well, and the factory leaders have gotten used to sleeping in?" Xiaoping, busy serving porridge to the father and daughter, glanced at her husband still buttoning
his shirt .

"What's so great about it? Can't you see the spring outing is getting closer and closer? In previous years it was six or seven days, with the journey alone taking
a day . This year, it's a trip to West Lake, only three days round trip." Jianguo finally fastened the last button: "
At this rate, we're not far from going bankrupt!"

"Mom, don't listen to Dad, he never tells the truth. Whether the business is doing well or not,

you can tell by looking at the accountant's belly. Look at Dad, he's getting bigger and bigger." Jia Wen teased. Jia Wen is Jianguo and Xiaoping's only daughter, spoiled by her grandparents
since childhood. She never speaks arrogantly, was mischievous as a child, and had
average grades. After graduating from high school, she got a job at her father's company through connections, becoming a junior accountant. After sitting in the company for two or
three years , she had already become quite plump.

"Hey, Xiaowen, this is getting more and more outrageous, joking about your dad like this." Jianguo changed the subject: "
Where are Mom and Pengfei? Why aren't they here for breakfast?"

"Pengfei's sleeping. He stayed up late watching the game yesterday. Mom, Pengfei went home today. Don't cook
for him tonight. Grandma's out on house calls again, right?"

"I know. Grandma went out on house calls early this morning."

"Grandma's really not thinking things through. She's so old, and all she thinks about is making money. If it were me, I would have
retired and !" Jiawen said, shoveling the last bit of porridge into her bowl. "I'm going to work now.
I'll miss the trip, that'll be a huge loss. Dad, I'm leaving my luggage with you, don't forget." With that, she ran into the bike shed,
pushed her electric scooter, and hit the road.

"Child, is that how you see your grandma? Your grandma saves lives and has high moral character. How can you
say she's only after money?" Xiaoping defended her mother. Seeing her daughter had already gone far away, she turned back:
"You should lose some weight too. You have trouble even buttoning a shirt."

"Yeah, I'll lose weight when I get back. I should go now." With that, she put down the empty bowl, picked up the luggage prepared on the table, and
went out heavily pregnant.

"Sigh!" Xiaoping sighed as she watched her husband's departing figure. She cleaned up the dishes and went to work.

Xiaoping and Jianguo grew up in the same village, but their relationship wasn't based on free love, let alone childhood sweethearts
. Their marriage was arranged by their parents. To outsiders, it was a classic case of a beautiful flower stuck
in cow dung. At 1.75 meters tall, Xiaoping truly lived up to her name, with a tall figure and long, slender legs. Although not curvy
, she was still graceful and charming. She truly captivated all the young men in the village. Behind her back, they nicknamed her "Slender Bamboo
Girl." Just turned eighteen, suitors were lining up at her door. But her parents favored Jianguo, the short, stocky boy
. Firstly, Jianguo's father was the brigade accountant, and the young man was destined to follow in his footsteps;
secondly , Xiaoping's father, Jia De, was the brigade secretary. A secretary's daughter with an accountant's son—a match made in heaven! More
importantly, Jianguo was a brother, and he was willing to become a live-in son-in-law, continuing the Jia family line.

Xiaoping finished work at 4:30, and around 4:00, she received a call from her mother. It turned out that Xiaoping's mother,
a barefoot doctor, had an emergency patient that day, critically ill, on life support, and on the
verge of death. At the patient's family's repeated pleas, she agreed to stay at the patient's house overnight. It was
unlikely .

"No one's home today, it's still early to go back. I haven't visited my sister's house in a long time, why don't I go for a visit?"
Xiaoping has a sister, Xiaoju, who is two years younger than her. She married into a small town through an introduction. The two have
been inseparable since childhood. Seeing her sister arrive, Xiaoju naturally offered her a warm welcome, and after a long chat, she was inevitably persuaded to stay for
dinner .

It was already past seven when she returned from her sister's house, and the bright moon had quietly climbed into the night sky. Under
the warm hospitality of her sister and brother-in-law, Xiaoping inevitably drank a few too many glasses, her face already flushed, and she was riding her bicycle a little unsteadily.

May is the most beautiful season of the year. Flowers are in bloom, their fragrance filling the air. Xiaoping picked a few
roses , tore off a few petals, and scattered them in the bathtub. Slightly tipsy, she lay comfortably in it, feeling extremely content
!

After soaking, Xiaoping's intoxication subsided, and she stood up to look at herself in the mirror. She hadn't looked at herself
like this . Her oval face was framed by long, elegant eyebrows; thin lips accentuated her cherry-like nipples;
long , flowing hair cascaded over her shoulders; and slender legs, white and smooth as jade. She couldn't help but reach out
and stroke them.

"I forgot my pajamas. What a forgetful me! Luckily no one's home, or they'd be laughing at me again."

Xiaoping picked up a towel to dry her wet hair and walked gracefully forward. Unexpectedly, she bumped into
a .

The other person was clearly unprepared and stared in disbelief.

"Xiaofei, what are you doing at home? Didn't you say you were going to your parents' house today?" Xiaoping looked closely and
recognized her son-in-law, Pengfei, and asked in surprise.

Pengfei then realized what was happening and said, "My second uncle came, and there wasn't enough room at home, so I came back." His
eyes, however, darted restlessly up and down Xiaoping's breasts.

Xiaoping blushed crimson under Pengfei's gaze, but dared not retaliate. She covered her upper body with her small hands, leaving her lower body exposed:
"Are you going to take a shower? Go to bed early after you're done." With that, she quickly slipped back into her room. Sitting on the edge of the bed
, panting, she thought with lingering fear: Thank goodness, I reacted quickly; otherwise, something terrible might have happened. I wonder
when got back? Still so clumsy. After sitting for a while, the effects of the alcohol kicked in again. Just as she put on her pajamas,
she felt dizzy and quickly lay down to sleep.

It turned out the wine was homemade; although it tasted sweet, it had a strong aftereffect. In the middle of the night,
a strong wind suddenly arose, rattling the windows. Xiaoping hurriedly got up to close them. Suddenly, her mouth was parched. She picked up her teacup,
but it was empty. She wanted to give up, but her thirst was unbearable. She had no choice but to take the kettle downstairs to boil water.

Xiaoping and her husband's rooms were opposite Jia Wen's. Xiaoping, carrying a water bottle, passed by Jia Wen's room and
saw faint starlight inside. "Is she still awake? I'm so thirsty, why don't I go in and get some water?" Because
Xiaoping was drunk, she didn't think much of it. She pushed open the door and called out, "Pengfei, still awake?"

Pengfei was a young man in his early twenties, about 1.75 meters tall, burly and broad-shouldered.

Since marrying Jia Wen, he had been inseparable from her every night. Tonight, with Jia Wen absent, he felt uneasy.
He found a pornographic film he'd gotten from somewhere and started watching it. He couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. He was already completely naked...
He stroked his penis up and down, quite enjoying himself. Suddenly, he heard his mother-in-law push open the door and call him. He was startled: Oh no, what
if his mother-in-law saw me looking at this? He decided to pretend to be asleep. He hurriedly closed his eyes and pretended to be fast asleep.
But his penis remained erect, and he was helpless.

Xiaoping pushed open the door and, not seeing Pengfei respond, assumed he was asleep and slowly walked in. Suddenly, she saw a
man and a woman making love on the TV and blushed with embarrassment. She hurriedly went to turn it off. Her heart was still unsettled. She turned around and,
in the moonlight, saw Pengfei lying naked on his back, his penis erect like a spear, more than half a foot high. She was shocked
and forgot about drinking water: How could it be so thick and long? My husband's penis is not even half as thick as his. She couldn't help but feel a ripple in her heart. She thought
to herself: He's fast asleep. I'll just go up and try, stroke him a few times, and he probably won't wake up. Because Xiaoping was
drunk, and as the saying goes, lust knows no bounds, she climbed onto the bed, lifted her nightgown, pulled open her red panties, and
squatted down to insert her penis. However, only half of the glans could be inserted. It turned out that Xiaoping hadn't done this in a long time, and her vagina
was already dry. After only two or three strokes, she felt a slight pain and sighed, about to get off, when Pengfei, not
wanting to miss this golden opportunity, thrust his penis in, all the way to the root. Xiaoping had never experienced such a large object.

She couldn't help but cry out, her thighs clamping tightly around his penis, her upper body leaning against her son-in-law. Her left hand hooked around
Pengfei's neck, and her right hand quickly reached down to hold his waist. She panted, "Gently, yours is too big, let me
rest a bit before continuing." Pengfei, hearing this, wasn't in a hurry. He stuck out his tongue and was about to kiss her. Xiaoping, clueless about such things,
could only lean in and kiss him. Pengfei, however, was a seasoned pro. He grabbed a strand of Xiaoping's hair with his right hand and pulled it back. Xiaoping
cried out in pain, her mouth agape, unable to close. Taking advantage of this moment, Pengfei's tongue plunged into his mother-in-law's
cherry like vulva, stirring it around. Xiaoping, experiencing French kissing for the first time, felt a surge of excitement, her heart fluttering.

They kissed passionately for a while. Xiaoping, aroused, swayed her slender waist slightly, her hips moving up and down a few times.
Because her mouth was blocked, she could only moan incoherently, "Mmm-mmm-ah-ah." Pengfei reached down to explore her vulva and
found it already soaking wet. He rolled over, pinning Xiaoping beneath him, and thrust forcefully against her vulva. Xiaoping
was fully wet this time, her legs spread wide, her breasts pressed tightly together, allowing him to manipulate her as he pleased. One was a newcomer to the battlefield, the other a
seasoned official. The newcomer was skilled with a spear; the seasoned official was adept at flattery. Pengfei had never encountered such
a small vulva before. He couldn't help but exert all his strength, thrusting roughly. The point where they joined together inevitably made a "slap slap" sound. Xiaoping was
half-dead from his ministrations, initially moaning incoherently, "Hmm-hmm-oh-oh," "My darling-my precious." Later, she could only
exhale, no longer inhaling. After another twenty or so thrusts, Xiaoping let out a long "hmm," and then
fainted . Panicked, Pengfei bent down and kept breathing into Xiaoping's mouth. After a while, Xiaoping slowly woke up,
her eyes still blurry, and said, "Water, quickly give me some water." Pengfei hurriedly took a few sips of water from the cup and fed her mouthful after mouthful
.

"Mmm—," Xiaoping finally let out a long sigh. The two, startled by this, had no heart to continue their battle. They each
hugged their naked bodies and fell asleep.

Chapter 3 The Turtle Son-in-Law Wants to Rekindle Old Dreams at Dawn The Filial Daughter Returns Home to Visit Her Mother at Noon The

morning air in May was fresh, a perfect time to sleep in. Due to
the fright both the mother-in-law and son-in-law were exhausted. They inevitably overslept.

Pengfei, being younger, woke up first. Opening his eyes, he saw that the sun was already high in the sky. A ray of sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains,
falling directly on the woman. She had red lips and white teeth, and her eyes were bright and sparkling. A small dimple graced her oval face, and her slightly
yellow hair was scattered on the pillow. Her breasts rose and fell rhythmically with her breath. Pengfei, aroused by the sight, rolled over, parted
the beauty's legs, and saw a mound of flesh, like a steamed bun, beneath sparse pubic hair. At the entrance, white fluid glistened. Upon closer
inspection, it was the fluid from their lovemaking. Apparently, they hadn't had time to wash after their passionate encounter the previous night. He secretly rejoiced: this would
save him a lot of trouble. He raised his penis and began to thrust in, finding it very easy. Afraid of waking the beauty, he could only slowly
pump in and out.

Xiaoping, sound asleep, suddenly felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her vulva. She quickly opened her eyes and saw her son-in-law embracing her
slender waist , sweating profusely as they made love. Startled, remembering the incestuous relationship between mother-in-law and son-in-law, a taboo subject, she quickly
pushed him away, saying, "What are you doing? Get off me!"

Pengfei, seeing his mother-in-law awake, was about to exchange a few more words with her. Unexpectedly, his mother-in-law pushed him away, leaving him completely bewildered
: "Mom, what's wrong? Did I not serve you well last night?" Upon hearing this, Xiaoping recalled her actions the previous night
, and her face flushed. Although she felt guilty, she couldn't disregard moral principles, especially since it was
a drunken affair . She quickly said to her son-in-law gently, "Get down quickly. I drank too much last night. We can't make the same mistake again!"
As she spoke, she picked up her clothes and prepared to leave.

Pengfei, caught up in the moment and driven by youthful impulsiveness, disregarded everything else. He opened his arms and was about to force himself on her. Although the woman
was tall, she was weak and couldn't resist. Pengfei had already penetrated her again, thrusting in and out several times.

"Ping! Still not up? The sun's already high in the sky!" Just then, Xiaoping's mother
called , "Why didn't you make breakfast? It's Labor Day, you're supposed to be working! Why are you being so lazy today?"

Her shout startled the two people upstairs. Pengfei was slumped on the bed,
not daring . Taking advantage of the situation, Xiaoping hurriedly grabbed her clothes and ran out of her daughter's room. Still catching her breath at the door, she called
downstairs , "Mom, I drank a little too much at Xiaoju's last night, and I'm a bit dizzy. Are you hungry? I'll
get up and make breakfast right away."

"Never mind, if you're dizzy, just sleep a little longer! I already ate at Old Zhang's. I was
worried something might have happened to you since you hadn't gotten up so late, so I called to check on you." "

Hmm, I'm not so dizzy anymore. It's getting late, we should prepare lunch. I'll go to the market to
buy some vegetables later." Xiaoping said, still a little shaken, "Mom, what would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."

"It's a holiday today, buy some prawns, silver carp, eels, or whatever's from the water, just buy whatever you
think is . If you can't finish it all, you can put it in the fridge. Vegetables are ridiculously expensive these days, and they're not fresh, so
let's not buy any. Just pick some from our own plot." Xiaoping's mother, Shuzhen, was very particular about food.

As a barefoot doctor, she was very busy. Since entering the Jia family at the age of eighteen, he had never stepped into the kitchen. (Young)
Back then, her mother-in-law was an excellent cook and wouldn't let her daughter-in-law, who came from a scholarly family, step into the kitchen. After her mother-in-law
passed away , the daughter took over the cooking. Because she had inherited her grandmother's skills, her cooking was fragrant and delicious, and naturally, the whole family
supported her.

Shuzhen was happy to enjoy it.

"By the way, Xiaofei went back yesterday but hasn't come back yet? Give him a call and see if he's coming back to sleep tonight.

Buy some more turtle to nourish him. He's been married to Xiaowen for half a year now, why isn't
Xiaowen pregnant yet?

" "Hmm, it seems he hasn't come back!" Xiaoping turned around and looked at Pengfei lying on the bed, only to see
him her. She quickly turned her face away in embarrassment: "I don't know if he's coming back to stay. I heard his second uncle came
, so he'll probably be at home drinking with him."

"Okay, I have to go to your Uncle Zhang's house later. The old man is dying, I'll come back to get some medicine."

Shuzhen said as she went into the pharmacy to get the medicine.

"Oh! Look at my memory! Xiaoju said yesterday she was coming back to see you today! You'd better come back soon!"
Hearing that her mother was leaving soon, Xiaoping was afraid that Pengfei would bother her again, so she hurriedly changed her clothes and ran downstairs.

"Xiaoju is coming back? Then add a few more dishes. This child has suffered so much. When she got married, I didn't
think much about her. I just thought that getting married out of this small village was a blessing. Sigh!" Xiaoju had always been a
worry for Shuzhen. Every time she mentioned it, she felt sorry for her: "In the end, it's all your father's fault. What about colleagues and confidants?

He still ruined his own daughter."

"Mom, why bring this up on a holiday! I'm going to town. Remember to come back soon."
After saying that, Xiaoping rode off on her bicycle.

It was only early summer, and the weather was changing quickly. Xiaoping wore a grass-green sweater with
a small blazer over it, dark green flared pants, and a pair of high heels, which showed off her elegant figure.

It was past ten o'clock when they returned from grocery shopping. Xiaoju and her husband were already standing at the door with bags and packages.

"Oh, Xiaoju's here!" Xiaoping hurriedly got out of the car, grabbed her keys, and opened the door. "It's all my fault for getting up late this morning. I made you
stand at the door for so long."

"It's alright, we just got here too." Xiaoju said as she carried the gifts inside, then came back to help
Xiaoping with the groceries. "Sister, look at you, we're all family, why did you buy so many groceries?"

"No, these groceries aren't for you! I bought them for Mom." Xiaoping and her sister were used to joking around
.

"Oh dear! Sis—you're always bullying me!" Xiaoju still loved to act spoiled in front of her sister. "Then I won't thank
you, I'll thank Mom! Is Mom out on a house call again?"

"Yes, your Uncle Zhang is dying, and Mom is at his house watching over him. I don't know if he'll be able to come back for dinner."

After saying that, she called out to Xiaoju's husband, Jiang Xinming, who was inside the house, "Xiaowen's uncle, please sit down. We're all
family , so don't be shy here."

"Hey! Sis, don't be so busy. We're all family, there's no need to buy so many vegetables." Jiang Xinming said, "
Oh! This is all Mom's idea. She was so happy when she heard you were coming, she wanted to buy this and that
." Xiaoping then said to Xiaoju, "Xiaoju, can you help me pick out some vegetables? I'll go get some more from the plot of land."

The back and left sides of Xiaoping's house were surrounded by the Willow River, leaving only a small plot of land on the right side of the house.
The family would grow some vegetables in the plot in their spare time, which was enough to make them self-sufficient.

After a flurry of activity, the two sisters had prepared a table full of dishes. Xiaoping checked her phone;
it was already 11:30. Just as she was about to call her mother to urge her to

hurry up, Shuzhen entered carrying a medicine box. "Mom," Xiaoju saw her mother first and quickly took the medicine box from her.

"Xiaoju's here? Let Mom take a look." Shuzhen carefully examined her daughter: "You've lost weight, but
your skin is still so fair."

"Mom, look at you, you're so busy you haven't even had time to eat. Take care of yourself. It's not like we're short of money." Xiaoju
said.

"It's not about money. Doctors should do their jobs properly. How can you abandon your patients?"

Shuzhen then turned to her son-in-law and said, "Xinming, are you getting impatient? Sit down. Xiaoping, bring out that bottle of Moutai
for Xinmin to drink."

"Mom, I can do it myself." Xinming was not good with words.

"Xinming, Mom has to talk to you two. It's been so many years, how come you two still don't have a child?"

Shuzhen was always straightforward.

"Mom, look at you, here you go again," Xiaoju interrupted.

"Mom's just worried," Xiaoping said. "Have you two even checked whose problem it is?

Medicine is so advanced now, as long as you're willing to treat it, it's completely curable!"

"Yes, don't delay any longer, get it treated as soon as possible, while you're still young and can still have children.
Otherwise , there will be more trouble when you're older."

Throughout the meal, the mother and daughter took turns advising Xiaoju. Xiaoju and her husband looked at each other.

In the end, they tacitly choked back the words they wanted to say.

Just after dinner, Shuzhen received another call, from Old Zhang's family again. Helpless, she had to say goodbye to her daughter and son-in-law and go on a house call
. Before leaving, she repeatedly told Xiaoju to get treatment as soon as possible.

Xiaoju chatted with her sister for a while, nothing more than everyday family matters. Then they talked about some strange and unusual things. Before they knew it,
it was getting late. Xiaoping pleaded with them to stay for dinner, but they couldn't stay any longer, so she had to let them go home.

Chapter Four: A Sigh of Desolation - Xiaoping Drinks Alone at the Table, Xing Hehuan and Pengfei Engage in Battle at the Bedside

As evening fell, Xiaoping ate dinner alone, lost in thought. She recalled the lively scenes of family reunions around the table during past holidays when her father was
alive and her daughter was young. In the blink of an eye, her father had passed away, and her daughter had grown up and married. Life was
truly unpredictable, and a sense of desolation crept in. She also thought of the foolish things she and her son-in-law had done the previous night, and felt a pang of self-reproach. She stood up,
picked up the remaining wine from lunch, and gulped down two mouthfuls: "I wonder if Pengfei will come back to stay today?

Will he barge into my room? No, I have to lock the door. This can't happen again!

" "Mom, haven't you finished eating yet?" Just as Xiaoping thought this, Pengfei returned.

"Yes, I'm almost finished. Have you eaten? Your grandma will be back soon." Afraid that Pengfei
would bother her first brought out her grandmother.

"I've already eaten at home with my second uncle. You can eat slowly, I'm going upstairs to sleep now." Pengfei went upstairs
as if nothing had happened .

"Mom, come quick, what's this?" Xiaoping had just finished eating and was about to clear the dishes when she heard
Pengfei .

"What's wrong? What happened?" Xiaoping rushed upstairs. She saw Pengfei squatting by the bathtub, looking at something.

Curious, Xiaoping went over, bent down, and carefully searched the bathtub as well, but found nothing
unusual . Just as she was about to ask Pengfei, she suddenly felt a pair of large hands grab her from behind around the waist. Realizing she had been tricked,
she quickly turned around and said, "Xiaofei, don't do this."

"Mom, don't you like it?" Pengfei said, his right hand groping up Xiaoping's flared pants, from
her calves to her thighs, finally stopping at the woman's crotch. Suddenly, he grabbed her vulva, his mouth not
idle , kissing the beauty's cheek. He lifted his buttocks, thrusting his erection through their pants.

Xiaoping initially resisted with some restraint, struggling for a while, but then suddenly felt a hard object pressing against her buttocks.
Completely disoriented, she had no strength left. She lay panting by the bathtub.

Seeing his mother-in-law no longer resisting, Pengfei freed his hands to unzip her pants. He'd only unzipped halfway when her
snow-white , and he couldn't resist his lust. He raised his penis and began thrusting into her. Xiaoping had already tasted the pleasure of the previous night, and
after a few thrusts from Pengfei, she was already wet with desire, and could only raise her buttocks to meet his thrusts. After forty or fifty thrusts, the woman
couldn't take it anymore and sighed, "Take off your clothes before we continue." She went to undress. Pengfei, a lustful man,
had already stripped himself naked before Xiaoping was even finished undressing. He picked up the woman, gently placed her in the bathtub, and submerged himself
in the water. Finding her opening, he began thrusting. He thrust at least two hundred times, and Xiaoping below kept her lips tightly closed,
not daring to make a sound. Pengfei, somewhat disappointed, stopped thrusting, leaned down, kissed his mother-in-law, and asked, "Mom, did
you enjoy it?" Xiaoping, a respectable woman, blushed upon hearing her son-in-law's words and turned away
silently. "Why aren't you saying anything?" Pengfei asked, touching her breasts as he spoke.

"Ping! Where are you?" Xiaoping's mother returned home and, surprised to see the dishes untied, came
upstairs . "Why isn't the table cleared?"

"Mom. I felt a little dizzy earlier, so I took a hot shower. I'll come downstairs to clear the dishes in a bit." Hearing
her mother come upstairs, Xiaoping felt a little nervous.

"Are you feeling really dizzy? Do you want me to take a look?"

"I'm fine now. It's probably because I drank a little."

"That's good. Is Pengfei coming back tonight? I haven't seen him for the past few days."

Xiaoping looked up at her son-in-law, who was still leaning on her, and stammered, "Um,
well, it seems... he probably won't be coming back."

"What do you mean, 'seems'? Probably. I'll go call and ask." Shuzhen turned to go downstairs to make the call.

"Mom, I just called. He's at home with his second uncle. He drank a little too much and won't be coming back."

"Oh! Why didn't you say so earlier?" Shuzhen was a little dissatisfied. "If you're dizzy, go to sleep early. You drank too much,
a good night's sleep will make you feel better. I'll wash the dishes. I'm going to get some medicine; I have to rush to Old Man Zhang's house."
After saying that she went downstairs.

Xiaoping breathed a sigh of relief when she heard her mother go downstairs. Pengfei became restless again, his hands groping her up and
down, making the woman feel extremely uncomfortable. She dared not move too much, afraid her mother downstairs would hear something.

After a short while, they heard a loud bang at the front door, clearly Shuzhen had left.

Pengfei, unable to contain himself any longer, scooped up the woman, his lustful eyes making Xiaoping tremble uncontrollably.

"Mom, what's wrong? Are you cold?" Pengfei asked.

"No, not at all. Xiaofei, stop it, this will be terrible if word gets out."

"It's alright, no one will know. If you feel cold, I'll carry you to bed." Pengfei said,
supporting the woman's waist with both hands, and stood up: "Should we go to your place or mine?"

He paused, seeing his mother-in-law didn't answer: "I'll go to your place. I haven't fucked you in your bed yet, let
me enjoy the taste of my father-in-law." Without further ado, he carried the woman to the bedroom and gently laid her on the bed.
He turned on the bedside lamp, casting a beam of yellow light on the woman, making her appear even more alluring. Both had just bathed, their bodies glistening with moisture, and
his penis slid in effortlessly. With rhythmic "plop, plop" sounds, he thrust in and out.

After dozens of thrusts, thick, white fluid flowed from Xiaoping's vagina, causing her to feel an
unbearable and itching sensation. She sighed, then stopped pretending, offering her slender buttocks, swaying her waist gently, and
letting out continuous moans of "brother, sister." As the saying goes, "Sex arises from the heart." Hearing these moans, Pengfei's blood was already boiling. It is also said, "A wife
is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a maid, a maid is not as good as a prostitute, and a prostitute is not as good as a stolen affair." This was Pengfei's first time having an affair with his mother-in-law,
so he couldn't help but feel passionate. He helped the beauty up, stood her by the bed, lifted one of her legs, and thrust it towards her vulva. He then extended his tongue to kiss her.

Xiaoping, unaccustomed to such things, was already panting heavily. Due to her weakness, she couldn't
stand for long and collapsed onto the bed. Pengfei wasn't about to let her go. He quickly lifted the woman's legs onto his shoulders,
raising her buttocks upwards, his penis even larger than yesterday. He thrust hard into her small opening. After three to five hundred
thrusts , Xiaoping felt some pain down there, but it was the crucial moment, and she couldn't bear to let her son-in-law
stop.

She spread her legs wide as much as possible and endured another hundred or so thrusts before they both ejaculated.

Lying on the bed catching their breath, Xiaoping felt the pain in her vulva becoming increasingly unbearable. She reached up and touched it.

She saw specks of red, which were none other than Xiaoping's own blood. It turned out that Xiaoping's vagina was small, and
she hadn't had sex much in recent years. Today, Pengfei's reckless thrusting had overwhelmed her, causing her vulva to chafe.
But the two of them hadn't noticed while they were in the heat of the moment.

Pengfei realized he had caused trouble, but there was nothing he could do.

Xiaoping didn't blame him, but comforted him in every way. She told him to go back to sleep quickly. She went downstairs to the medicine box, found
some hemostatic medicine to stop the bleeding, and went back to her room to sleep as if nothing had happened.

Chapter 5: Jian Guo Battles the Crowd in the Chess and Card Room; Pengfei Raids the Beauty in the Kitchen .

Every Sunday, after lunch, the villagers, having nothing to do, would gather in groups of three or five at the Long Chess and Card Room {which was actually
a licensed gambling den}. Some played mahjong, some played cards, and some played chess. Some, with a strong gambling spirit,
would call up a group of old friends, sit around a large table, and start playing dominoes. It was lively and bustling! At this
time , Jian Guo was usually the most enthusiastic, betting on the top and bottom gates, very busy.

It turns out Jian Guo had three vices: first, a love of drinking; second, a love of gambling; and third, a love of money. He already possessed three of the four vices of life. He married
a beautiful wife, but he was utterly uninterested in women. Since the birth of their daughter, it was as if he had completed his mission. At first, they
would have sex once or twice a month. Later, it was either at the drinking table or the gambling table. He would only think of sex once every six months.

"Hey, Jian Guo, what are you doing here? Isn't your factory supposed to be working overtime today? You didn't skip work

, did you? Be careful the factory manager comes to raid your gambling den!"

"Hey, what overtime? My daughter is watching over things at the factory. Nothing will happen." Jian Guo had already lost
several hundred yuan and was getting impatient. He wiped the sweat from his brow: "Hey, Liu the Cripple, why the hell don't you turn the air conditioning
down a bit? Look at all that sweat."

"It's already turned very low. The country is calling for energy conservation, isn't it? I'm just responding to the call, making
a contribution to the country." Liu the Cripple had a plausible explanation.

"Come on, the country bans gambling. Why don't you respond and shut down the whole place? I think
you're just trying to save money."

"Hey, you're really going against me now. Honey, quickly make Jianguo a cup of tea, put in lots of good tea leaves." Liu the
Cripple shouted into the inner room, leaning on his crutch.

"What...what good tea? This isn't...it's not hot...it's hot. He's clearly losing...losing...losing so badly
, he's spitting out...spitting out...spitting out..." Liu the Stutterer, sitting at the top of the table, wanted to tease Jianguo, but after stammering

for a while, he couldn't get the word out. This caused his gambling buddies nearby to chuckle.

"He's sweating bullets!" Seeing Liu the Stutterer slumped there in obvious discomfort, Li Huzi quickly
chimed in with a joke, "Sister-in-law Liu, don't bother making tea. Just fill that big basin with cold water and bring
it to Jianguo."

"Oh, what's the use of such a big basin of water? It's true that Jianguo can drink a lot, but I've only heard that he's good
at drinking alcohol , I've never heard that he's good at drinking cold water." Sister-in-law Liu was busy adding water to the tables with a large teapot.

"I didn't say he should drink it! You bring it over and dump it on our village's head accountant's head, I guarantee he'll be cold from head to toe!"

A burst of laughter erupted in the card room.

Xiaoping had just washed the dishes and was taking off her apron, wiping her wet hands. Suddenly feeling a cool sensation on his right neck, he quickly
turned around : "You little devil, I knew it was you! You're getting more and more outrageous! Where are we? How dare you act like this
? If someone sees us, it won't be a joke."

It turned out that Pengfei didn't like gambling. After lunch, with nothing to do, he lay in bed for a nap.

As the saying goes, "When you're well-fed and warm, you think of lust." Thinking of Xiaoping's fair, tall figure, he couldn't help but feel aroused. After a while,
guessing his grandmother wasn't home and his father-in-law was probably gambling again, he tiptoed downstairs and sneaked into the kitchen.
He deliberately brought his face close to Xiaoping's, blowing on her beautiful neck. Xiaoping's heart raced from his breath. She couldn't help but feel a slight surge of
anger, reaching out her small hand to gently punch Pengfei's chest. Pengfei didn't retaliate, but instead reached out with
his hands, like iron claws, and grabbed the beauty's buttocks, his penis rubbing against her through their pants. He
straightened up and stared intently at the small section of cleavage exposed by her slightly open neckline. His eyes
burned with a fiery intensity, as if he wanted to see right through and melt her small breasts. Xiaoping felt
uncomfortable gaze, her face flushing with embarrassment. She reached down with her delicate hands, trying to pry open her son-in-law's iron grip on her, but he
held them tightly instead. Her small hands felt a slight pain, and she looked up resentfully, her eyes meeting his. His
burning gaze made her limbs go weak, as if she had no bones.

Pengfei reached out to unbutton her pants. Xiaoping noticed and hurriedly stopped him, saying, "Not here, come with me."

With that, she walked out of the kitchen and headed towards the back room.

Pengfei, afraid that Xiaoping would take the opportunity to slip away, quickly caught up and followed closely.

The back room was the old main house of the Jia family, three brick rooms separated from the front room by an eight-meter-long courtyard. Although
spacious , the house was old and had been abandoned in recent years. The west room was piled with straw, the east room held farm tools, and the central hall
was left empty.

Xiaoping pushed open the door, letting her son-in-law in before locking it. Pengfei, unable to contain himself any longer,
grabbed . His left hand encircled her slender waist, his right hand groped her crotch, and he leaned over to kiss her.

Xiaoping, without pretense, extended her delicate tongue and pressed it against hers. They met instantly, and Pengfei took it
into his mouth, sucking and licking as if it were the most delicious thing in the world, until their mouths were covered in saliva.

After a short while of this kissing, Pengfei felt his penis harden. Without a word, he picked up his mother-in-law and carried her to the inner room.

There, the straw piled up filled most of the room, already half-mountain high due to its long disuse.

Pengfei pulled his mother-in-law over to lie down, then said,
"Fool, how are you going to do this? Are you going to stand up and fuck me?" Xiaoping said irritably, "Go get a bundle of straw and spread it out so you can lie
down. Wouldn't that be more comfortable?"

"Standing isn't impossible!" Pengfei muttered. But in the end, he didn't dare disobey and hurriedly brought down two bundles of straw
and spread them out. He didn't care whether they were spread evenly or not. He then pulled his mother-in-law over to lie down and reached out to touch her breasts.

Unexpectedly, Xiaoping covered her breasts, patted her son-in-law's shoulder with her right hand, and said apologetically, "I feel a little
itchy . I might be allergic to the straw. Go find a piece of cloth to put underneath me."

"Mom, where is there any cloth here? You're not playing a trick on me, are you? Or should I put your pants underneath me?" Pengfei
reached down to pull down her pants.

"How can you leave without pants? If you don't go find some, I'm leaving." Xiaoping insisted.

"No! I'll go find some right now, okay?" Pengfei said, giving his mother-in-law a kiss on the cheek before
reluctantly leaving the woodshed.

In his bedroom, Pengfei turned the wardrobe upside down and finally found an old bed sheet. Without even tidying it up, he
rushed downstairs without closing the door, pushed open the woodshed door, and went into the inner room. He was immediately dumbfounded;
his mother-in-law was nowhere to be seen. He couldn't help but sigh.

Chapter Six: Lustful Desire - Xiaoping's Temptation of the Simple-Minded Son-in-Law Uncovers an Affair

- Jianguo Breaks Up the Couple. Just as Pengfei was feeling dejected, he suddenly heard a soft laugh coming from the mountain of firewood. Pengfei looked up and
saw it was his mother-in-law. He was overjoyed. How did she get up there?

"Mom, how did you climb up there? I thought..."

"Look at you, silly thing, hurry up and get up here."

"Hey, Mom, I found a bed sheet, see if it'll do?" Pengfei said, throwing the sheet
up to his mother-in-law. He then found a low patch of firewood and, after much hopping and jumping,
finally managed to climb up.

"Mom, how did you get up there?" Pengfei asked, puzzled.

"You're such a scatterbrain! There's a ladder right here, can't you see it?" Xiaoping pointed to the window.

It turned out that in the old days, due to technological limitations, even though houses were only one story high, the windows were very elaborate. Not only were they large,
but to let in light, there was a small vent above the main window. Xiaoping had used these two windows to climb
up .

Although Pengfei had been scolded by his mother-in-law, he wasn't annoyed at all. He smiled sheepishly as he climbed to where his mother-in-law was. Just as he looked up,
a surge of emotion welled up inside him.

He saw that Xiaoping had already laid out the bed sheet, propped herself up on her back with her right hand, and
was smiling at him with a slight upturn of her lips. Long hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her breasts, as white and tender as a young girl's, hung proudly
on her chest. One leg of her trousers was pulled down completely, the other to her ankles. In the dim light from the window,
a few pubic hairs were faintly visible through her red underwear.

"Mom!" Pengfei hurriedly stripped naked, rushed out, and pounced on his mother-in-law like a hungry tiger, grabbing her shoulders and
kissing her long, pink neck.

"Ah!" Xiaoping couldn't withstand this sudden attack and was immediately knocked down: "Slow down, you impatient
lecher, you have plenty of time to fuck me."

"Mom...you're so beautiful!" Pengfei panted heavily, spreading his mother-in-law's legs, thrusting his hips, and raising his penis, he thrust
wildly between her thighs, but couldn't penetrate.

"Don't call me Mom." Xiaoping's vulva was already dripping wet from his wild thrusting. He reached down, pinched
his penis, and guided it to her vulva. Pengfei thrust a couple more times with all his might. Only then did the two realize they were separated by underwear.

Pengfei sat up, grabbed the red underwear with both hands, and with brute force, tore it in two from the crotch. He
lifted the front of the torn underwear, revealing a dark vulva. He quickly arched his back, erect his penis, and began thrusting wildly again.
As the saying goes , haste makes waste; because Xiaoping's vagina was small and Pengfei's penis was large, he missed several times.

This made Xiaoping feel itchy all over, as if insects were crawling inside her, and she couldn't help but complain, "Ah!
You're hitting the mark!" She quickly released her hands from her son-in-law, leaned back slightly, touched her vulva, parted
her labia, and waited quietly.

Pengfei was already sweating profusely with impatience. He only wished he had the strength to use. He lay on top of his mother-in-law, catching his breath for a moment.

Unwilling to give up, he arched his back again, gathering his strength. This time, however, she behaved herself, her right hand guiding his penis as she slowly explored.

Xiaoping, who was opening her doors wide to welcome him, suddenly felt something warm and fiery at the entrance. She quickly thrust her hips forward, saying,
"Mmm, sweetheart, use your strength."

Pengfei, hearing this, thrust in hard. His penis, hard as iron, was already fully inserted.

Xiaoping cried out "Ah!" and withdrew her hand, wrapping it around his buttocks, her legs wide open, letting him enter and exit.

Pengfei, who had been holding back his anger, now found the right spot and felt incredibly good. Learning from
his previous experience , he dared not use force, only gently thrusting in and out a hundred times. Below, his mother-in-law moaned softly
, biting her lips tightly because it was daytime, not daring to speak loudly.

Meanwhile, Zhuang Jianguo, who had started playing dominoes honestly, betting fifty at a time, lost several hundred. After arguing

with Liu the Cripple, he became frustrated and started betting large sums of money one by one. Unexpectedly, relying on
this momentum, he won several hundred. Secretly pleased, his greed grew ever stronger. Eventually, he even managed
to squeeze Liu the Stutterer off the gambling table. Liu the Stutterer, who had also won several hundred, didn't bother with him and took the opportunity
to slip away . But as soon as Liu the Stutterer left, Jianguo also suffered a defeat. He was beaten several times in a row.
His former gambling buddies, though not complaining, all switched to other places. After a few more rounds, he was penniless.
He excused himself to go to the toilet and slipped home to get his gambling money.

As soon as he opened the door, he couldn't wait to shout, "Xiaoping, Xiaoping—"

Jianguo's two shouts startled the two lovers in the woodshed. Terrified, they lay on the firewood,
holding their breath, afraid to make a sound. After a while, they both looked up through the vent. Jianguo
hurried upstairs, then came down again, rushed into the kitchen, circled the front room a few times, and finally
left dejectedly, head tilted, lost in thought.

Xiaoping watched and said, "He must have lost money again and is coming back to get more to try and win it back." She sighed and picked up
her clothes to put them on.

"Mom, I'm not done yet, why are you getting dressed?" Pengfei grabbed her clothes.

"After your dad yelled at me like that, I lost all interest." Xiaoping reached out and touched his penis, chuckling
, "Look how scared you are, your penis is all soft."

"Hehe! Mom, aren't you a little scared too!" Pengfei said as he touched her vulva, "
Does it still hurt down there?"

"What hurt? It's been half a month." Xiaoping gently slapped Pengfei's outstretched hand and said, "It's all better
now ."

"Let me see." Without waiting for a reply, Pengfei pushed his mother-in-law down and spread her legs. The room
was dimly it look rather unsightly. "It's too dark, I can't see anything,"

Xiaoping chuckled. "You, you're definitely a ditz." As she spoke,
she turned around , facing the faint light streaming in from the window. She spread her legs, extended her slender fingers, pinched her labia, and
gently pulled them apart.

"Hey, what are you standing there for?"

Pengfei hurriedly moved closer to examine her closely. He saw that her mons pubis was high and prominent, with thick, dense pubic hair neatly distributed,
curving all the way to the labia. Her labia were thin and dark, and her vagina was overflowing with white vaginal fluid,
rising and falling with Xiaoping's breath, like waves crashing against the shore. A pink clitoris
appeared and disappeared amidst the waves.

Pengfei was itching with desire, his penis erect like a flag. He lifted himself up, crawled two steps, and guided his testicles
towards her. He was an experienced man, and followed the vaginal fluid into the harbor. He thrust about thirty or fifty times, feeling her vagina gradually widen.

He wanted to exert more force, but was afraid of hurting his mother-in-law. He couldn't help but lower his head and ask with concern, "Mom, does it hurt?"

Below, Xiaoping was experiencing both pleasure and pain, reaching out to hug her son-in-law tightly, saying, "Mom's down there is so itchy, please use more force."

"I'm afraid of hurting you." "

Mom is feeling so good right now, I don't care about the pain. Just keep fucking me hard from above."

Upon hearing this, Pengfei unleashed his full power, thrusting in and out a hundred times. Xiaoping's hands flailing wildly over the straw, her buttocks
thrashing about. Because the straw was piled high and slightly elastic, it offered a unique experience compared to the bed.

"Mom, is it good?"

"It's so good! Don't stop, use more force!"

"If it's so good, why aren't you making a sound today?"

"In broad daylight, what if someone hears us?"

"If you don't shout, I can't exert any force."

"Sweetheart, I've never had anything so fun since I married your father. Use a little more force, and I'll shout
for you."

"I can't exert force on this straw pile, so you need to hold on a bit harder from below so I can use my strength." With that, he
mounted fiercely.

Xiaoping was already on tiptoe, struggling to lift her buttocks. She endured several thrusts like this. The point of their union
inevitably made a "slap-slap" sound. He couldn't help but shout, "My little darling, you really know how to fuck!" He kept making "ee-ee-ya-
ya" noises.

"Well, you two have done a terrible job, you've really disgraced the family. I'll beat you to death!"

The two looked down and saw it was Jianguo. Pengfei was stunned. Xiaoping panicked, overturned the rider on the horse,
grabbed her clothes, and hid in a corner.

It turned out that Jianguo had gone home to get money and was on his way to recoup his losses. Halfway there,
he suddenly
are used to urinating wherever they want. But Jianguo, a respectable accountant, didn't want to lower himself. So he turned back home. Just as he reached the toilet door, he vaguely heard a "rustling" sound of straw coming from the back room. He mistook it for the cat's doing and
ignored it. After relieving himself, he remembered the mess in his daughter and son-in-law's room: "Could it be... a sexual encounter?" He tiptoed to the back room, gently pushed open the woodshed door, and listened intently. It was precisely
the moment when the two were making their move. Xiaoping's moans grew louder and louder, reaching Jianguo's ears and igniting his anger.

He grabbed a carrying pole from the wall and yelled at the two. As the saying goes, "Strength comes from anger." Don't
think Jianguo was just a writer. Years of rural labor had given him some muscle. Coupled with his anger,
he grabbed the carrying pole to hit his son-in-law.

Pengfei was terrified and sat there dumbfounded. Luckily, Xiaoping, with her sharp eyes, rushed forward and pushed
him away saving him from the blow.

"What are you sitting there for? Run!" Xiaoping whispered a reminder.

Pengfei finally reacted, and without even grabbing his clothes, he ran out naked.

Jianguo wasn't about to let him go, and grabbed his carrying pole to chase after him.

"Jianguo, come back. Don't let anyone see us!" Xiaoping cried anxiously.

"You're afraid of being seen? You have the nerve to do it, but not to let anyone see? You slut, I want everyone
to see what you two have done." These words reminded Jianguo, and although he was still cursing,
he slowed down his chase for the sake of his status.

The commotion ended there.

"The End"

"Equal Colors" "Extra Chapter"

"When will the spring flowers and autumn moon end? How much of the past do we know? How much of the past do we know?" Suqiu recited Li Yu
's poem "Yu Meiren," and couldn't help but think of the past.

"Hmm, hmm, be gentle, don't wake the child." The woman hummed,
tightening the man on top of her to make her voice quieter.

Contrary to his wishes, this tightness only excited the man more.

"Slap-slap-slap." He thrust into the woman three times in quick succession. Just as he was about to thrust a fourth time,
the woman clamped her legs around him. "Are you trying to kill me, you rascal? You're getting excited! What will you say if you wake the child?"

"It's alright, the child is so naughty during the day, he'll be tired at night and sleep soundly. How could he wake me?"

The man said, thrusting into her vagina twice more.

The woman still wouldn't let go.

Seeing that he couldn't succeed, the man began to rub his penis against the woman's body. Although it wasn't as pleasurable as before,
it still had its own unique pleasure. "We haven't been together for so long, don't you miss it at all?"

The woman also enjoyed this, but because the child was nearby, she was afraid of waking him and ruining the experience, so she forced herself to endure it.

Suddenly, after being rubbed twice, she became excited and slowly loosened her legs, involuntarily lifting her buttocks up.

The man wasn't stupid. Seeing the woman was somewhat aroused, he hesitated to force his way in. He gently grasped her breast with his right hand and kneaded it
a
few .

"Mmm! Mmm- mmm," the woman turned her head slightly, sticking out her tongue
in response. Her right hand, which was pressing on the man's buttocks, tightened its grip. Because her mouth was busy, she could only respond with soft moans from her throat. Her left hand
moved up, clamping the man's shin, and she used the momentum to lift her head and kiss him passionately. Her lower body slowly began to flow
.

The man's right hand supported the woman, but his left hand was also busy. He pinched her nipples a few times, then slowly
moved down, exploring her genitals. They were still lush and wet. Without a word, he spread the woman's right leg,
lowered his buttocks, and, being in his prime, was strong and powerful, and also slippery with moisture, thrust straight into
her.

"Ah!" The woman cried out in surprise, startled by the sudden attack.

"What's wrong, Mom?" asked a little boy, just over three years old. Hearing the woman's scream,
he widened his eyes, groping around in the darkness, not knowing what had happened. He vaguely saw his father on top of his mother.

"It's nothing, your mom's tummy hurts a little, Dad will rub it for her and it'll be fine," the man said breathlessly,
making up a lie. "Baby, be good, go to sleep." His right hand reached towards the woman's abdomen and gently rubbed it.

Hearing that his mother was sick, the little boy nudged his older sister, who was sleeping in the inner bed, "Sister, wake up! Mom's
tummy hurts!"

Actually, Su Qiu had already been woken up, thinking her parents were arguing. She had been too afraid of her father's scolding
to make a sound. Now, her younger brother had nudged her. She sat up, pretending to rub her eyes, and asked, "What's
wrong? What happened?"

"Nothing. Mom's stomach isn't feeling well. Have Dad rub it a few times and it'll be fine. You two go to sleep!" The woman also helped to
coax her, "Whoever falls asleep first is a good child, and Mom will buy you candy tomorrow."

Hearing that his mother was alright and that he could have candy again, and also because he had played too much during the day and was really tired, the boy closed
his eyes tightly and fell fast asleep. Suqiu, however, couldn't sleep at all, simply facing the inner bed and remaining silent.

A long silence ensued in the small boat.

The woman, being caressed by the man, became increasingly aroused. Feeling her lower body becoming wet, she slowly
raised her legs and hooked them tightly around the man's thighs. She lifted her head and whispered a reproachful word in his ear, "I told you
to be quieter! Now look what you've done, you're halfway there. I'm so itchy down there. What do you suggest we do?"

Without a word, the man kissed the woman's lips and lifted her up. The woman, in the midst of her itchiness,
let the man lift her, but her legs clung tightly to him. Panting heavily, she cried, "Ah-oh-, you rascal, what
are to do?"

"Squeeze me tight and don't let go. I'll carry you to the bow and have some fun!"

The woman, hearing the word "fun," was exactly what she wanted. She nestled her head on the man's shoulder, hooking her arms around him,
refusing to let go. The gentle rubbing of her buttocks below satisfied her immediate craving.

The man, unable to resist her advances, had barely opened the cabin door when he laid her down,
his buttocks sinking in, showing no mercy, thrusting in and out seventy or eighty times. The sounds of "slap-slap" were unavoidable.
Hearing this, the woman became even more aroused, and being alone, she couldn't help but cry out, "My darling, my precious!"
After a while , they stopped. The man then scooped some water from the river with his hands, intending to wash the woman.

"Oh my god, this water is so cold! You'll get sick if you wash in it!" she cried. "Are you planning to kill me so you can have a descendant?" "

I was confused, wasn't I? I'll go get you some hot water right now."

"Never mind, don't wake the child again." The woman sighed, smoothing her disheveled hair from her forehead
. "Let's go to sleep too, we have to get up early tomorrow."

"Get up early again. I don't know what's wrong this year? The fish are getting harder and harder to catch."

"Yes, in previous years we never had to worry like this. We just cast the net into the water, and the fish would pounce in on their own."
The woman leaned closer to the man and whispered, "Could it be bad feng shui?"

"I've never heard anyone mention that." The man thought for a moment, then asked, "Tomorrow's market day, how
about I go to the market and ask around?"

"Yes, remember to ask around at Liu Banxian's place. Don't let his blindness fool you, he's pretty accurate with these things."

The woman stood up and walked into the cabin. After a few steps, she suddenly turned back and teased, "Remember to buy some
candy for your son."

The man sat thoughtfully at the bow of the boat, staring blankly at the lake that had nurtured him for half his life, and
shook his head helplessly.

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