[Urban] Wild Countryside Madness (Complete) - 4-6

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Rural Madness Twenty: Seeing Through the Fog (Part 1)

Along the way, Aunt Mei and I spoke very little. Each of us was lost in our own thoughts. Little Lina and her sister, who were used to clinging to me, seemed to suddenly understand, obediently staying close to their mother, one in front and one behind us.

Perhaps because we were deep in thought, we soon arrived back at Aunt Mei's house. The enthusiastic Song Dujuan first bombarded her mother with questions, then grabbed me and wouldn't let go. She kept asking about Village Chief Hu, then about Xiao Yunxiu. Seeing her eagerness to know, I reluctantly answered a few words. However, these one or two unintentional answers planted a seed of trouble in our future relationship.

Of course, I didn't know what that seed was at the time. But after the events of that seed unfolded, I understood why Song Dujuan kept asking about Xiao Yunxiu, especially about her appearance: whether she was pretty or not, whether her voice was sweet or not! And my opinions were precisely what attracted her most. Later, I realized that women's thoughts were nothing more than jealousy between men and women.

To be honest, I personally liked Du Juan's reaction. It showed my personal charm, but I didn't know if Aunt Mei would agree. That was actually my biggest worry. Dinner wasn't

pleasant; Aunt Mei could tell I was preoccupied. Out of concern, she suggested I have a drink to relax. So I readily accepted.

At first, I felt awkward drinking alone. Then Aunt Mei offered to drink a little with me, and of course, I readily agreed.

Clearly, Aunt Mei wasn't a natural drinker; she struggled a bit with her first glass of baijiu. This was probably because it was her first time drinking. However, she managed to finish the next few glasses. But her delicate face quickly turned red, a rosy, flushed color like a ripe apple. It made you want to kiss it.

Of course, my alcohol tolerance isn't much better. Although I only drank two or three more cups of baijiu than Aunt Mei, my drunken ramblings escaped me at the same time.

"Aunt Mei! Why don't you argue with them! Although the village's misfortunes were caused by Uncle Song, their resentment shouldn't be directed entirely at you and your sister! ...That's so unfair!" These

were my most honest feelings, and also the cruelest reality, which was also what Village Chief Hu demanded of me. I had to change the villagers' attitude towards Aunt Mei's family no matter what. They couldn't be allowed to continue living in the shadows. Uncle Song's death was already a huge sacrifice; if Aunt Mei's family didn't step out of this mess, I believed that even with all my abilities, I wouldn't be able to help them, especially since my emotions were already intertwined with theirs. Moreover, the villagers' ignorance would lead the entire village into an abyss of poverty and backwardness.

Actually, my indignation at this moment was already outdated and a convenient excuse. Aunt Mei, as the person involved, could fully understand my emotional outburst. However, facing the somewhat agitated young man, she remained calm: "Chunsheng!... Aunt Mei also wants to fight for what is rightfully ours, and she also wants your sisters to live in peace... But we have indeed wronged them, because this family's surname is Song. If I had a choice, I would rather be a cow or a horse than see this outcome... Alas! Too many people have died in the village! This is retribution!" "

No! Aunt Mei! Perhaps this is fate, but we cannot accept it! I hope you and my sisters will help me change our status, change the village's status!"

My determination seemed to attract Aunt Mei's attention. A glimmer of light appeared in her eyes, and a lingering melancholy tried to break through the long-standing encirclement: "Chunsheng! I... can we do it?... But the villagers still resent us!..."

“Okay! Aunt Mei! I believe we can do it! Don’t forget Chunsheng’s purpose in coming back this time. No matter how difficult it is, we will overcome it.”

I wanted to stop Aunt Mei’s excuses in time. After all, women often lack courage in the face of difficulties. So, before Aunt Mei could finish speaking, I preemptively encouraged her, trying to dispel all her concerns.

“Yes! Mom! I agree with Brother Chunsheng! No matter what, we must do it properly and let the villagers know that the grievances we have suffered these past few years are worthwhile.” Infected by my words, Song Dujuan could no longer hide her feelings and followed my lead, instilling new ideas in her mother.

I knew that one of the reasons she did this was for me. Her eyes, unable to hide her thoughts, had already betrayed her naivety. However, I was becoming more and more accustomed to her naivety and was slowly growing to like it. It transcended the mere allure of beauty; it was more about a spiritual connection and understanding.

At this moment, all the women present were moved by my frankness. Perhaps it was because they saw a glimmer of hope in me; their submissive way of life had become unbearable. They needed a new way of life, and they needed understanding and help from others, just like our small mountain village, which needed unity and the power of collective wisdom to change its impoverished and backward state. And I would be the guide of this force.

For many years, Aunt Mei's family had never been so vibrant. A new force was rising among the women, their eyes brimming with tears. Little Lina and her sister seemed to understand the adults' consensus only vaguely, but the children's hearts still rejoiced along with the adults, making the atmosphere in the room even more fulfilling.

When a person's mood reaches a certain limit, the cells of excitement rarely present in daily life will quickly flow and heat up along with the blood in their body. Sure enough, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter, Song Lijuan, was so moved that she joined in the drinking, competing with me in drinking games without being inferior. Occasionally, she would even pull her mother along, singing and drinking together, freely expressing her inner feelings. Surprisingly, Aunt Mei didn't stop her daughter at all; instead, she drank even more heartily, glass after glass. She seemed to have forgotten her identity, forgotten that she was a mother.

Just as a thought flashed through my mind, I suddenly understood Aunt Mei's intentions. Perhaps after tonight, she would change something, and because of her change, this family would also undergo a transformation.

Whether it was a competitive spirit or something else, I don't know. Aunt Mei's second daughter, Song Dujuan, also joined in uninvited, drinking enthusiastically. Unfortunately, the wine showed no mercy to the beautiful woman; the strong, spicy flavor made her cough repeatedly.

Song Dujuan's actions immediately made me laugh out loud, feeling pity for the delicate woman before me. However, the slightly stubborn Song Dujuan didn't give up her drinking just because I laughed. After briefly reflecting on her drinking experience, she began to get used to the strength of the alcohol and even enjoyed the tipsy feeling.

Next, Aunt Mei's third daughter, Song Hejuan, and youngest daughter, Song Meijuan, also succumbed to the temptation of the wine. Like everyone else, they had no drinking experience and could easily get themselves drunk without any help. However, considering the need for the two young girls to speak their minds, I wasn't in a hurry to get them drunk. The night was long, and their hearts were poured out!

Since Song Hejuan's two daughters were still children, I didn't let them join in the drinking. After dinner, the two little girls, having nothing else to do, happily joined the adults. Although they couldn't taste the wine, they could feel the adults' joy. However, children don't have as much energy as adults. Before long, the two little girls couldn't resist the urge of sleep and were quickly pulled to bed, drifting into a deep sleep. The

more they drank, the more fragrant the wine became, and the more intoxicated they got. Under my guidance, Aunt Mei's family drank themselves into a stupor. I was drunk, and they were drunk too! We scrambled onto the kang (heated brick bed) like puddles of mud! Everyone's movements seemed particularly sluggish.

Finally, after much difficulty, I was the first to get onto the kang (heated brick bed). Then, I immediately started pulling at the women still struggling on the floor. By this time, my eyes were blurred by the alcohol, and I couldn't see clearly. I had no idea which woman I was pulling. I also didn't know if Aunt Mei, whom I was most worried about, had gotten onto the kang.

Just as I was pulling the last woman, the kerosene lamp in the room suddenly went out. I knew this was thanks to the woman on the floor, so I closed my eyes and used all my remaining strength to drag her, inch by inch, onto the kang. Fortunately, the woman on the floor also helped me, and I managed to pull her onto me. Actually, she could only crawl on top of me for now, because there was no room left on either side of me. Even if she wanted to find a place of her own, she would need to rest for a while, as the exertion had temporarily drained her strength.

The weather after the rain was already a little stuffy. Combined with the alcohol, my breathing became even more difficult. Actually, these two factors didn't cause me much confusion. What truly suffocated me was the sudden, suffocating tension I experienced.

For some reason, the woman's body didn't try to move away; instead, she pressed herself against me. Her incredibly alluring triangle was perfectly positioned against my face. A strange, tantalizing fragrance wafted into my nostrils. I knew it was a woman's unique scent, an irresistible allure that captivated men.

My blood began to surge, and my heartbeat became erratic. The heat in my brain robbed me of my ability to think. I only knew that the woman's thighs were spread wide, tightly clamping my head, pressing her intimate area against me, as if afraid her plump labia would lie exposed and unnoticed.

How many men would let such a tempting offer slip through their fingers? Therefore, lacking the capacity for thought, I forgot to consider who the woman on top of me was.

As my erection grew, my instincts kicked in. Without any adjustment, my tongue easily pressed against the woman's cleft. Although a rough layer of fabric separated us, the scorching moisture relentlessly penetrated her flower garden.

Perhaps my boldness caused the woman to panic; her head pressed firmly against my thigh, and her small hands began to grope haphazardly. When I understood her intention, my large penis had become her prey. At that moment, my heart blossomed with joy. I thought, "No one but Aunt Mei could do this!"

So, I was very pleased to be certain that the woman on top of me was Aunt Mei. However, as the woman's fragrance grew stronger, I began to doubt my judgment.

I forgot what had happened last night, forgot whether Aunt Mei's genitals had such a fragrance. After all, during last night's passionate encounter, I hadn't truly approached Aunt Mei's sacred area; even if I had, it had been during a tense moment. Therefore, everything that had happened last night was just a vague concept.

To confirm my suspicions, I disregarded the pre-arranged flirting. Taking advantage of the woman's momentary lapse in attention, I swiftly pulled off her loose trousers. Instantly, her smooth, slippery labia, stripped of their protective barrier, were completely exposed, pressed against my lips.

"Ah!" The woman's gasp was exactly what I expected, but thankfully it wasn't loud enough to disturb anyone else.

Immediately after the cry subsided, I grabbed her thighs, immobilizing her so I could easily observe her physical features.

Although my purpose was clear, considering the woman's feelings, I tried not to reveal it prematurely, focusing all my energy on my mouth and tongue, using every trick in the book to caress the slightly startled woman.

Clearly, the woman on top of me was an extremely sensitive woman. Her already juicy vulva, after my renewed "care," quickly became like a babbling brook, continuously gushing forth its boundless passion.

And in doing so, I received a corresponding reward. The gurgling, fragrant nectar allowed me to fully savor the sweetness of womanhood. If it weren't for this experience, I would never have known that a woman's private parts could be fragrant.

Now, I felt like I had found a priceless treasure, holding the woman's thighs and diligently gathering her nectar. At this moment, even the hardworking bumblebee would surely concede defeat after witnessing my efforts.

After fully tasting the woman's charms, my tongue began to slide from her vulva towards her clitoris. That familiar yet vaguely remembered little bud was found effortlessly. Perhaps this was the woman's true weakness; the moment my tongue touched it, the woman's reaction intensified. I could clearly feel her slightly trembling body trying to escape.

Conquering a woman is a man's mission, and having found this woman's weakness, I certainly wouldn't miss this excellent opportunity. So, ignoring the woman's any movements, I attacked her sensitive spots with all my might. Only when the woman experienced a small climax did I stop my temporary assault.

Actually, the reason I stopped attacking wasn't entirely because the woman had reached orgasm. The key was that my "old nest" was also under threat; my inexperienced oral sex was ravaging my large penis. Even though the woman tried her best to avoid letting her teeth touch my tender flesh, it still occasionally caused me sharp pains. However, the pleasure outweighed the pain.

"Found it! Found it!" I cheered inwardly; the woman on top of me was indeed Aunt Mei. Because the characteristic that confirmed this was finally clear to me. I remembered that last night, Aunt Mei's hairless genitals

had left a very deep impression on me. And tonight, it became the most powerful sign. It allowed me to shed all my worries and wholeheartedly experience those waves of wonderful sensations. The woman's small, fragrant tongue, initially stiff, slowly became very soft, each stroke accurately sweeping across my glans. That intoxicating feeling surged into my body like a tide. This was my first time experiencing oral sex. I remembered having had similar opportunities before, but back then, while I was flirtatious, I wasn't vulgar. Traditional ideas had always bound my sincere heart, so all the girls who wanted to give me oral sex were turned away. However, their little flower chambers were always ready to be offered, providing me with an inexhaustible supply of nectar. Now, the wonders of a woman finally allowed me to experience a different kind of pleasure. That slightly perverse impulse accelerated my blood circulation, making my entire nervous system extremely excited. Perhaps I was too infatuated with this feeling, so much so that it took me a long time to realize that the woman was showing signs of fatigue. So, without a word, I decisively switched the woman's bodies, letting her delicate frame lie flat on the narrow kang (heated brick bed). Everything was done so swiftly that by the time the woman realized what was happening, she was already firmly pinned beneath me. Even her two pink legs were wide open, giving my "big brother" the most advantageous position immediately. Panic, contradiction, and desire! All these emotions converged in the woman's hands, and then, through instinct, she tightly gripped my arms. Her rapid, erratic breathing told me how tense she was. Despite the favorable situation, I didn't become complacent. Furthermore, having learned from last night's experience, I knew how precious time and opportunity were. So, to get ahead of her and prevent her from backing out, I quickened my pace. Skipping all pre-coital preparation, I aimed my weapon at her entrance. "Swoosh…!" With a muffled sound, my large penis pierced her sacred place.

"Oh! So tight…!" A familiar and wonderful feeling traveled through the sensitive nerves of my large penis to my brain. At the same time, the woman, suddenly struck, reacted strongly. With a soft cry, her small hands gripped my arm like iron clamps. Although the force wasn't great, her long nails almost dug into my flesh, causing me waves of pain.

At this moment, I stopped all my advances, and the woman, caught off guard, lay still. Actually, we were both worried about the same thing. My recklessness had caused the woman to cry out without warning, and although the sound wasn't loud, it was bound to alert the other women.

So, the woman and I both pricked up our ears, observing the surroundings to see if we had been discovered. However, after careful observation, our worries proved unnecessary. The other women around us seemed oblivious, drowsiness taking over their entire being—I knew this was due to the alcohol.

Having made this clear, I decided to continue my advances. After all, the current situation was a hard-won victory. If we missed this opportunity, finding such a good thing again would be extremely difficult.

To ensure things proceeded smoothly, I slightly changed my tactics, shifting from aggressive attacks to gentle soothing. Only in this way could I alleviate the woman's pain, allowing my large penis to gradually take effect, adding a more wonderful dimension to the primal sex.

Gradually, my lips reached the woman's face. After leaving a delicate kiss on her pert little nose, her trembling lips became my final target. So, I kissed them without hesitation, extending my tongue into her mouth. The woman seemed to enter a state of ecstasy, her lips slightly parted, as if willingly accepting my caresses.

The waves of passionate kisses grew stronger, and under my guidance, the woman's small tongue went from avoiding to welcoming, finally entwining completely with my large tongue. Although I couldn't see her expression, I could clearly feel that her desire had been awakened, to the point that her whole body was aroused, her slender body trembling erratically. I knew the woman beneath me was aroused.

So, not wanting to waste any more energy, I took advantage of her frenzy, pulled my large penis out a few inches, and then slowly pushed it back in until it reached her G-spot.

Summers in my hometown aren't very hot, so when I fully inserted my penis into her vagina, it felt incredibly warm and sensual. The tight, taut walls were especially wonderful, even more so than a newly deflowered virgin.

Overwhelmed with emotion, I began to doubt the woman beneath me. Logically speaking, even if Aunt Mei hadn't had sex in years, or even if her vagina was exceptional, it was impossible for an older woman who had given birth to four children to have such a tight vagina. However, based on the physiological characteristics I had just witnessed, the woman I was having sex with was indeed a virgin, and besides Aunt Mei, no other woman would dare to do this to me anytime soon.

My mind was filled with questions, making it impossible for me to identify the woman beneath me. The room was too dark; I couldn't see anything at all.

At this point, the situation had escalated to a point where I couldn't think straight anymore. Gentle thrusts and slow withdrawals were no longer enough to satisfy her. With each movement, she reacted twice. Her supple, elastic waist arched upwards, her plump buttocks pushing against me, wanting my large penis to penetrate her more deeply and quickly.

I knew she was in peak condition, and I was overjoyed. Forgetting all my questions, I began to fuck her with all my might. As the speed of my thrusts increased, her vagina became much more open, and the previous pressure transformed into waves of pleasure. Indescribable bliss assaulted my brain again and again.

Pleasant sex is something everyone desires! Since it's pleasurable sex, everyone can freely express themselves. However, while this common sense is correct, it loses its effectiveness at certain times.

Take this moment, for example. Although the woman beneath me and I are experiencing boundless pleasure, we cannot release it. Several other women are lying around us, completely unaware that we are approaching the pinnacle of pleasure, a primal act known to all but unspoken.

When I kiss the woman again, I find her lips are biting a corner of the blanket. All her breathing is done through her two tiny nostrils. I know she's doing this to avoid making a sound.

This realization fuels my passion. A feeling of infidelity excites me even more, and my large penis, fully inside her vagina, seems even thicker and longer. The woman, who seems to be benefiting more, senses this too. To possess my precious member, she consciously intensifies her actions, urging her somewhat swollen genitals to release copious amounts of fluid to satisfy our mutual needs.

The vaginal fluids increase, its lubrication playing a significant role, reducing the resistance to my thrusting. So, like a lion out of control, I grabbed the woman's jade-like legs and held them to my chest, relentlessly pounding into her delicate flower garden.

The woman, too, was captivated by my frenzy; her small hands initially gripped my arms tightly. With each thrust, her pent-up desire concentrated in her fingers, and her sharp fingernails began to carve into my arm. The stinging pain reminded me that I had to pay the price.

Time ticked by, and I lost count of how many times my large penis had thrust in and out of her vagina. At that moment, my mind was filled with the same thought: I wanted to insert my entire body into her. That fatal temptation meant that with each thrust, the purplish-red glans of my penis touched her most sensitive spot, even penetrating her heavily guarded uterus. Then, a small mouth would seize the opportunity to gently nibble at the unsuspecting glans, as if searching for something to eat.

After much negotiation, my large penis finally softened and was ready to make a proper contribution. Of course, I knew exactly what was going on. The woman's rapid breathing said it all; she seemed about to give up. Feeling the same way, I also felt the urge to ejaculate. So, I abandoned any idea of a prolonged battle and used all my strength to plunge my penis in completely, each time to the very bottom.

The woman beneath me seemed to understand my intentions; despite her exhaustion, she fully cooperated with my movements. Her entire buttocks lifted off the bed. And this actually worked! After a few frenzied thrusts, the woman was the first to react. Her vagina began to throb, and then a gush of hot fluid spurted from deep within her cervix, sending a tingling sensation through my glans.

With the vaginal walls contracting tightly, I thrust rapidly, until finally, after a series of dizzy spells, my itchy back began to ache and tingle. This lasted only a few seconds before the large penis exploded, spraying thick streams of semen into the woman's uterus.

Dreams! They are always fleeting, and even the most beautiful dreams flash by like shooting stars. When dawn broke the next day, everything returned to normal. Aunt Mei's family got up early, but I was still lying on the kang (heated brick bed).

Although I was wide awake, I didn't want to get up. Lying in the warm quilt, my mind was filled with the events of the previous night. The lingering, wonderful feeling still tugged at my heartstrings.

"Who could it be!... Aunt Mei! No... was it Lijuan or Dujuan!... " I felt a pang of regret, blaming myself for being too sleepy and not catching a glimpse of that woman.

"Chunsheng! Chunsheng! Are you awake!" Just as I was lost in thought, Aunt Mei came in carrying a basin of water.

"Oh! Aunt Mei! I'm awake!... " I replied somewhat embarrassed.

"Hehe! Good to see you're awake!...Come on! Wash your face! We'll eat in a bit!" Aunt Mei called to me as she pulled over a small stool and placed the basin of water on it.

"You brat! You don't know how to take care of yourself at all. Look at the state you were in last night... Not only did you suffer, but you also caused me and your sisters to suffer... Humph! See if you'll drink like that again!" Aunt Mei pinched me tenderly.

"Ah..."

"What's wrong...?"

"...Nothing... Nothing!..."

"Chunsheng! Let Aunt Mei see! What happened to you?" Because of my cry of pain, Aunt Mei noticed the marks on my arms.

At that moment, I also saw several finger marks of varying lengths on both of my arms. I knew without a doubt that they were the spoils of last night's battle, but Aunt Mei, who also saw this, seemed completely unaware. Her puzzled expression immediately made me realize that the woman from last night was not her at all. At that moment, my heart felt like a drifting dandelion seed, unsure where to land. The scabbed wounds

from the rural madness

had left Aunt Mei and me embarrassed for a long time. Her once kind face was now shrouded in a shadow of conflict.

By the sunlight streaming in through the window, I could see that Aunt Mei's expression was unusually unnatural. A wave of unease washed over me.

"Mom! What are you and Chunsheng doing?" Just as I was at a loss, Aunt Mei's second daughter had appeared before us without us noticing.

"Oh! Nothing...nothing!" Aunt Mei said, quickly hiding my arm behind her back. It seemed she intentionally didn't want her daughter to see my injury.

Before I could even process these thoughts, the cheerful girl seemed to realize something, but she didn't reveal her suspicion. Instead, she softly said "Oh!" and placed the food she was carrying on the table. However, as she bent down to put the food down, she didn't forget to steal a glance.

"Brother Chunsheng! You'd better hurry! Lina and Lili are still starving outside!" The words had barely left her lips when Song Dujuan, consumed by jealousy, turned and stormed out. I knew she must have seen my "colorful stripe."

"Ugh!" This was the best I could do; it was truly a case of "one wave after another!"

However, Song Dujuan's appearance might not be such a bad thing after all. Her presence actually gave my muddled brain a sudden idea. Since things had already come to this, I might as well go all in. As long as Aunt Mei didn't pry, I had a chance to come up with a suitable excuse. Having

made up my mind, I didn't care about Aunt Mei's presence anymore. I grabbed my underwear and quickly and efficiently put it on.

"Aunt Mei! Are you busy today?" I asked casually after folding the last quilt on the kang (heated brick bed), as Aunt Mei stood there dumbfounded.

"Oh!...No...Not too busy!...Is there something you need?" Aunt Mei forcibly pulled herself back from her chaotic thoughts. It seemed I could get through this little ordeal safely. A sense of侥幸 (a feeling of getting away with something) made me quickly slip on my shoes.

"Oh! It's nothing! I just wanted to see if I could help out with anything!"

"Hehe! Silly boy! Even if I'm busy, Aunt Mei wouldn't let you do anything!" I knew Aunt Mei was still conflicted. Her words to me were just a normal way of protecting her; after all, she didn't want to publicize the matter before she understood what was going on. Actually, this was my winning strategy. Even when I was little, I knew that Aunt Mei was a very cautious woman.

"What? Aunt Mei! You're making me sound like a child!... Hehe! Go ahead! All the heavy and tiring work will be handed over to me, the man. From now on, I'll be the pillar of our family. And you can easily step back and take command! Chunsheng will obey completely!" I put on a manly air, which immediately made Aunt Mei giggle.

"…Oh dear! My Chunsheng has really changed! Not only has he grown up, but he's also become quite the charmer!…Hehe! Hmm! Good, good, good!…Aunt Mei acknowledges that Chunsheng will be the pillar of our family from now on! But…we'll make an exception for the next few days! Once you've recovered enough, Aunt Mei can confidently entrust many things to you!"

Aunt Mei's intentions were very clear, and even if I pleaded further, it would probably be futile. However, I didn't need to argue with Aunt Mei over such trivial matters. Because I didn't fully understand the changes in the village, especially the villagers' mindset. Would they still unite as a tenacious force to strive for a better future, or, as Village Chief Hu said, would everyone have lost their yearning for ideals, living like walking corpses, just waiting to die? If that were the case, it would be a fatal blow to me. Therefore, understanding the villagers' mentality was what I truly needed to do, and it was my first priority in taking the first step.

Of course, time was an indispensable factor in achieving my goals. This was also a necessary trial for me, a young and impetuous newcomer. Only by understanding the situation of the villagers and finding their commonalities could I lead them out of the shadow of poverty. And that would not disappoint the expectations my parents, Village Chief Hu, and Aunt Mei had for me.

After washing up, I sat down with Aunt Mei's family around the dinner table. Except for the two young girls, everyone's face showed signs of weariness. I knew without a doubt that it was because of their excessive drinking last night.

"Brother Chunsheng! You're not allowed to drink like that anymore! You've made us suffer too!" Aunt Mei's third daughter, Song Hejuan, complained indignantly, though her face was serious, a mischievous glint remained.

"Yes! Brother Chunsheng is deliberately trying to harm us! My head is still a little dizzy!" With the third daughter leading the charge, Aunt Mei's youngest daughter added fuel to the fire. A barely perceptible hint of springtime in her bright, sparkling eyes told me that this young girl, just beginning to experience love, seemed to be consciously trying to approach me, hoping to gain my approval. As for going any further, I wanted to consider that too much for now. After all, I hadn't sorted out the matters at hand, and if I added such an innocent little girl to the mix, I'd have to think twice.

"Hehe! Meijuan is right! From now on, Brother Chunsheng won't let you drink too much! And last night's events will be considered a blessing for our reunion… Little sister! What do you think of Brother Chunsheng's sincerity?" My lighthearted conversation seemed to have won the girl's approval. Aunt Mei's youngest daughter responded without hesitation, "Hmm! Not bad! Considering your remorse, I'll let you off the hook today! But don't do it again!… Hehe… Hehe…!" With my comfortable excuse, the girl's triumphant laughter immediately filled the entire room.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Fourth Sister! You're really not being fair! I was the one who first objected to Chunsheng drinking! And now you're the one taking the lead! ...No way! Chunsheng should promise me first! You can only come after me at best!" Song Hejuan's argument made me suddenly realize she wasn't someone to be trifled with either.

Aunt Mei's eldest daughter, Song Lijuan, was dignified and composed; her second daughter, Song Dujuan, was quick-witted and generous; her third daughter, Song Hejuan, was playful and adorable; and her fourth daughter, Song Meijuan, was innocent and lively! Although the four women, not much older, all possessed angelic beauty, their distinct personalities divided their shared characteristics into four different levels of beauty. However, the fundamental reason for their beauty remained inseparable from Aunt Mei's overall traits. A sudden inspiration told me why I felt so attached to Aunt Mei and her family, both in the past and present. The reason was simple: blood ties create kinship, and when kinship develops to a certain stage, subtle feelings inevitably arise between the opposite sexes. As someone with a different surname, I am also attracted to their commonalities.

Therefore, I finally understood that my relationship with Aunt Mei's family was a delicate bond, like a thin sheet of paper that anyone could try to break. However, one had to be extremely cautious in breaking this membrane. If things went smoothly, everyone would become even closer! Otherwise, it would be a tragic ending. A

conflicted and slightly fearful feeling began to weigh on me. In just two days, I began to understand Aunt Mei and her four daughters a little better. Perhaps this was the ending I had always longed for, but it was also the most exhausting thing for me. The relationship we were to develop was different from that with the villagers who carried resentment; after all, I could think of ways to improve our relationship, and it would develop well. But once multiple layers of emotion develop between family members, it becomes a very heavyweight challenge.

After a brief moment of reflection, I once again gave up on choosing. Of course, my giving up didn't mean escapism, but rather a calm reflection—a reflection with a goal and a long-term direction. Aunt Mei's small family is like a vast country, where everyone has their own thoughts and needs.

If I can conquer this small yet complex "daughter kingdom," I believe that in the near future, my long-dormant hometown will be awakened. This

sudden sense of relief allowed my words to shine. Seeing Song Hejuan's jealous display, I echoed her earlier words to win her favor.

Aunt Mei, seeing our banter, laughed heartily. Only the taciturn Song Lijuan showed no strong reaction. Throughout the meal, she kept adding food to her two daughters' plates, occasionally managing a forced smile. She was even less responsive than the earlier jealous Song Dujuan; although she didn't want to show off much, her playful banter occasionally broke the silence during her sisters' conversation.

Aunt Mei and her four daughters went to work in the fields, leaving me and the two innocent Lina and Lili at home to look after the house. Because I was bound by my word, I didn't go to work in the fields with Aunt Mei and the others. A series of unresolved questions completely occupied my mind.

"How will I find a way to reach the villagers? Even if I do, will they accept us? So many years have passed, why do they still hate Uncle Song and his family so much? And will I suffer the same fate?" This uncertain question kept me thinking for a long time.

In the end, I still couldn't come up with a best solution. Then, an urgent need to urinate forced me to temporarily put all my thoughts aside.

"Hey! Where are Lina and Lili!" My first thought was of Aunt Mei's two granddaughters; they had been clinging to me just moments before. Now, the two little girls had vanished.

My urgent need to urinate made me temporarily abandon the idea of searching for Lina and Lili, and I dashed towards the toilet.

When I arrived at the toilet, my heart pounding, a heart-stopping scene unfolded before me. There, two young girls, naked from the waist down, were squatting side by side. That exquisite, untouched beauty was completely exposed to the air. The white, slightly formed vulva of the young girl protruded slightly, and it was precisely because of the forced compression that the bare "Mongolian yurt" had to split open from the middle, leaving the tender flesh hidden inside with nowhere to hide.

It was so beautiful; it was almost the most perfect structure. Even a charming mature woman, upon seeing such a clean and beautiful vulva, would surely feel inferior. However, what grows on a child's body is ultimately only a temporary manifestation. Just like Song Lijuan back then, she once possessed this flawless treasure. Unfortunately, she couldn't keep it for long before it was stolen by me, this heartless little rascal.

"Uncle! You're here to use the toilet too! Hehe!" Little Lili, who had just turned eight, woke me from my reverie. After asking, the innocent little girl wasn't alarmed by my intrusion; she remained squatting next to her sister, seemingly unconcerned about her exposed vulva.

"Oh!..." My voice trembled noticeably, as if from shyness, or perhaps surprise!

The shyness was self-evident, but surprisingly, I blushed in front of the two girls.

Faced with something I'd never experienced before, I had no choice. Just as I was about to turn and leave, another sweet voice called out to me, "Uncle! Why aren't you in the bathroom? My sister and I are done!" Judging from the voice, I knew the two girls had already pulled up their pants.

So, I looked back at the girls behind me. "Oh! I forgot to bring toilet paper!"

"Hehe! Uncle makes mistakes too! Hehe!..." Lili was still too young; she actually believed my lie and even clapped and cheered for my "mistake."

However, her older sister, being a bit older, obediently handed me her remaining tissues: "Uncle! Here! I have a little more! If it's not enough, I'll go back and get you some more!"

As soon as the girl made her point, I immediately responded, "Sweetie! This is enough! Thank you!... Why don't you and your sister go back to the house first? Uncle will be back in a bit!"

Having taken control of the situation, I cleverly shifted the "responsibility" to little Lina, after all, she was the older sister and not as mischievous as her younger sister. As the saying goes: the older is always better than the younger.

My words indeed had some effect. At first, the two little girls wanted to wait for me. But under my intervention, the two sisters obediently went back to the house first. This immediately relieved me of a lot of worry. After all, children's hearts are still pure. Even if they truly don't understand adult matters, how could I, as an elder, take advantage of them? Besides, I didn't want to leave any unhealthy impressions on their young minds and bodies. Perhaps it was because of their mother's experience that this originally wild boy felt a pang of pity. After returning home, I found Lina and her sister playing a game of pebbles. Seeing something I used to play with myself stirred a sense of nostalgia. Without thinking, I joined their game, hoping to recapture that childhood feeling. After a

few rounds , I was winning. The two little girls were getting impatient, muttering and begging me to let them win. Of course, children are persistent and earnest. Playing with them was just a pastime for me, so I tried to please them. In the end, I was the loser. However, seeing the girls' adorable smiles warmed my heart. Children's playfulness is a joy that adults can never recapture. After playing with the two girls for a while, my initial interest vanished. Boredom began to creep in, and I finally quit. After I quit the game, Lina put down her pebble. She nestled sweetly beside me, saying, "Uncle! Why aren't you playing anymore? Is it boring?" "Hehe! Of course it's fun! This was Uncle's favorite game back in the day!... But! Uncle is an adult now! It's not suitable for me to play this kind of game anymore!" "Oh! I see!... So what games do you adults like to play?" The innocent girl seemed eager to understand the adult world. Through her figure, I suddenly remembered myself from years ago, a little kid who loved to ask questions. So, I not only liked the little girl even more, but I also wished I could treat her like my own daughter. After a brief impulse, I returned to reality. I didn't know where to begin with the girl's question. After all, the adult world is too complex to explain in a few words. Even if I could explain it clearly, it would be a waste of effort for a girl with no experience in the world.

"Nana, be good! Uncle won't answer that question today, okay? When you're a few years older, Uncle will tell you the story, like a tale, okay?" My answer didn't seem to satisfy the girl, but not wanting to go against the adults' wishes, little Lina reluctantly nodded.

"By the way! Nana! Where did your mother and the others go to work today? How about we go find them?" Seeing the girl's disappointment, I had an idea to cheer them up again.

Sure enough, my suggestion was approved by the two little girls. Their eagerness to wait at that moment perfectly demonstrated their childlike nature, appearing exceptionally innocent in the eyes of adults, especially the girls, making them even more adorable. Although

the land in our village isn't very uniform, it's fertile everywhere. The crops are grown without any chemical raw materials (fertilizers). As long as there aren't years of drought or floods, the harvest is no worse than that outside the mountains. It's truly pure organic food. Therefore, the villagers here rarely get sick, and we've never even heard of so-called cancer or tumors. Frankly, this unique advantage alone is enough to make me want to come home.

Guided by Lina and with a vague memory, we arrived smoothly at the farmland where Aunt Mei and the others were going to work that day. Seeing the small piles of withered grass by the roadside, a series of memories flooded my mind.

"Ah! It's been so many years since I've done this kind of work!" I sighed involuntarily.

"Yes! Grandma often talks about Uncle, she said you were really good at it back then! You could pull weeds from two rows at once! Nobody could be as fast as you!" Lina, who seemed to understand my thoughts, surprisingly picked up on my words; it was unexpected that she could also appear thoughtful. What a lively little imp!

Hearing the girl's honesty, I was overjoyed and couldn't help but gently pinch her little cheeks a few times to show my affection.

However, humility is always one of humanity's finest traditions. Even in front of a child, there was no room for slackness. So, I smiled and replied, "Hehe! Uncle isn't as good as Grandma says! The key is that Uncle is a real man, doing heavy work is only natural for him, so don't take it too seriously!"

I originally wanted to chat with the two little girls a bit more, but the whispers coming from the field caught my attention. So, I concentrated all my energy trying to hear what they were saying. In the end, my efforts were in vain.

After deciding to go to the field to find Aunt Mei first, I told the two little girls to play by the roadside and not to follow me. The obedient girls obeyed my instructions.

The sweltering farmland was far less comfortable than outside; the rough corn leaves cut into my skin, which was very uncomfortable. Especially when bending over, I almost felt strained. The energy I had back then was completely gone, leaving only gasps for breath.

Enduring the discomfort around me, I walked step by step deeper into the farmland. As the distance closed, the whispers that had been escaping became clearer.

“Lijuan! You’re my child, don’t I understand your thoughts? Even though you’ve grown up, your nature can’t be changed!… This time, your brother Chunsheng’s return is a huge hope for us, mother and daughters. Of course, the whole village may change significantly in the future. But how can a mother lose her love for her children? If I don’t make a decision now, I believe that before long, someone else will be ahead of us. Then, your second sister will be no different from us…”

“Mom! Don’t say that! I… I didn’t have any designs on Brother Chunsheng! His thoughts can’t be controlled by anyone! Besides, I didn’t ask him to do anything…”

“What? You didn’t ask him to do anything?… Then what about the finger marks on his arm? Don’t tell me that your sisters did it!”

These words stunned not only one person present. Not far away, I finally realized that the woman I'd shared a passionate encounter with last night was none other than Song Lijuan, "broken bones but still connected by tendons."

A complex mix of conflicting joy surged through my mind like a tidal wave. A dizzy, dreamlike state drifted away without any apparent propulsion.

"What's wrong with me? This feeling of having stolen someone else's man has taken over my entire thought process… No! That's not right! It should be 'old feelings rekindled,' Lijuan was always mine!…" An uncontrollable excitement rose within me.

Time flew by only for a moment, and the tranquil anger lingered only for that instant. After calming down slightly, Aunt Mei continued, "Lijuan! Mom has already made things clear! I hope you can understand my good intentions. After all, you and I are both women who have been through this, but your sister hasn't received what a woman should have. So we can only try our best to bring them together, not become an obstacle..." "

What! An obstacle!...No! I am neither an obstacle nor will I remain indifferent!...Mom! I am your daughter, and I have no one else to confide in but you! So I must make it clear to you today that I will not deny liking Chunsheng. And how Chunsheng feels about me is something no one can control. As long as he is willing, I will not give up!"

"Girl! Why are you so stubborn! Don't you think our family is in a mess?"

"Waaah...Mom! I know what our family's situation is like right now, but you can't exchange your personal feelings for this! Waaah..."

The arguing between Aunt Mei and Lijuan was jarring, and my heart clenched. Heartbroken that I hadn't brought them lasting happiness, but instead had created family conflict because of my actions, an invisible condemnation gripped my body. This was the time for me to step in and mediate. I didn't want the mother and daughter to escalate the situation.

Having made up my mind, just as I was about to get up, a small, slender hand landed on my shoulder.

"Who's there!" My instinctive reaction made me turn around.

"Shh…!" As our eyes met, Song Dujuan, who had appeared out of nowhere, was crouching behind me. Her small mouth made a very clear sound. The reason was that we were unusually close.

Good heavens! This was going to be quite a scene! If I didn't stop her, who knew what kind of trouble she might cause!

Realizing the serious consequences, I completely ignored the girl's obstruction and tried to push her hand away. However, my actions hesitated slightly.

The mother and daughter's argument had escalated to a fever pitch. With Song Lijuan's question, "Mom! Can you guarantee that Chunsheng will abandon you? And that what happened last night will just be forgotten?..."

A sharp slap pierced everyone's hearts.

Perhaps in that moment of shock, my courage surged, and before they could fully comprehend what was happening, I had already rushed to Aunt Mei's side.

"Waaah..." Song Lijuan burst into tears upon seeing me. She then rushed out of the farmland and ran towards the nearby mountains.

The situation was urgent; I couldn't afford to hesitate. My safety was paramount. So, after offering Aunt Mei a few words of comfort, I chased after the fleeing Song Lijuan.

The rugged mountain path couldn't stop the increasingly heartbroken woman. I watched as Song Lijuan ran ahead, weeping. Desperate, I couldn't let her fall behind; I used every ounce of strength to catch up.

With an unprecedented fighting spirit, I finally caught up with Song Lijuan, who was in tears.

"Lijuan! Stop crying!...Where are you running off to?..." Whether it was because I was too anxious, or because it was the first time I'd encountered something like this, I, who am usually so eloquent, started stammering.

"Waaah...!"

Aunt Mei's eldest daughter completely ignored my reaction. She was extremely aggrieved; my sincere advice only earned her sobs.

Faced with this situation, I was helpless. I could only continue to stay by Song Lijuan's side, ensuring she wouldn't be harmed.

The road stretched further and further, and the mountains grew steeper. The woman's sobs had turned into choked sobs, and my attempts to persuade her had reached a dead end. Not knowing which way to go, not knowing where we were, we just wandered aimlessly.

"Ah...!" A panicked scream suddenly rang out; I didn't know if it was Song Lijuan or if I had made the same sound. Perhaps it was a shared scream. Because I realized that Aunt Mei's eldest daughter and I were both sliding downwards at the same time.

"Bang!" Immediately afterward, I felt pain and immense pressure.

I fell hard onto the soft ground, while Song Lijuan, still dazed, landed on top of me without a scratch.

"Lijuan! Lijuan! Are you hurt?"

Although the pain was a bad sign, my male instincts kicked in, and I couldn't worry about myself. I desperately wanted to know if Song Lijuan was injured.

"Brother Chunsheng! Brother Chunsheng!...Where are we?!...I'm so scared...Waaah!" The shock made the woman cry again.

"Lijuan! Don't be afraid! Don't be afraid!...I'm here!...It's okay...It's okay...Quick! Check if you're hurt!"

Men have so many strengths, and even in this situation, it's enough to make a woman feel safe. It lets them know that in the most critical moment, only a man can remain calm and composed. It allows them to fully unleash their innate dependence.

Hearing my magnetic voice, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter slowly calmed down. After checking that she wasn't hurt, she suddenly thought of my safety. When she discovered my right ankle was sprained, the anxiety I had felt earlier shifted to hers.

"Brother Chunsheng!... What should I do!... I... Where can I find medicine!... Waaah... It's all my fault! Waaah... I... I shouldn't have been so reckless and ran around like that... Waaah... Are you in a lot of pain now... Waaah..."

Song Lijuan's crying was unlike that of a twenty-five-year-old woman; it sounded more like that of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. If it weren't for the pain, I would have actually laughed.

"Lijuan! Don't worry! Don't worry! I'm okay! It's just a sprained ankle! Let's rest for a while and see if there's another way out!"

"Waaah... Okay... Then sit still and don't move!... I'll go check!"

At this point, there was no need to make any further judgments; the entrance we had fallen into was a dead end. Lijuan and I had both realized that although the hole wasn't very deep, it was still four or five meters deep. Let alone an injured person trying to climb up, even a normal person couldn't do it. February 7th,
24th Chapter: A Chance Encounter with a Rare Treasure.

The darkness of the cave was gradually clearing, and I could see my surroundings clearly. Following my instructions, Lijuan peered around, searching for any glimmer of hope.

Women are inherently fragile, and this sudden fright only exacerbated her anxiety and fear. Sure enough, Lijuan hadn't gone far when her piercing scream reached my ears again.

"Lijuan!... What's wrong?"

"Brother Chunsheng!... There... there!..." Lijuan said anxiously, retreating back to my side.

At that moment, I noticed the direction she was pointing. There, scattered on a stone table not far from us, lay a long-decayed skeleton. The nearly ashes were still faintly visible, only the intact skull resting peacefully against it.

A chill ran down my spine. However, this feeling was only momentary; I quickly remembered Song Lijuan nestled beside me.

"Lijuan!...Don't be afraid! It's just a pile of bones! It's nothing serious!" Although most of my initial comfort had faded, I could still feel a slight tremor in my voice as I comforted Lijuan.

"Brother Chunsheng!...I...I'm still a little scared!...Let's get out of here quickly!" Song Lijuan, like a naive young girl, displayed complete dependence without reservation.

Yes! How could I not want to leave this place as soon as possible! But we couldn't find an exit, and we could only stand here staring at a pile of gruesome bones!

Fear couldn't override willpower. After calming myself down a bit, I also tried to soothe Lijuan's nerves.

Sure enough, my composure didn't disappoint her. Encouraged by my words, Lijuan seemed to relax a little. Her earlier anxiety gradually subsided. She tentatively asked, "Brother Chunsheng! What should we do?"

"What should we do?...Of course, we should keep looking for another exit!...You don't actually want to fly out of here, do you?"

Song Lijuan immediately understood what I meant, and a worried hesitation appeared on her face.

"Brother Chunsheng!...I..."

"What is it now?"

"...That...that thing...I..." As she spoke, Lijuan looked again at the skeleton that terrified her.

"Hehe! What's so scary about that! It's just a pile of bones that's about to turn into dirt! Come on! I'll go and guard it! You go find an exit, okay?" As soon as the words left my mouth, I regretted them. Although I wasn't very superstitious, the thought of guarding a pile of terrifying skeletons still made me feel very uncomfortable. But, the words had already been spoken, how could I, a grown man, go back on my word! So, ignoring Lijuan's objections, I continued climbing towards the stone bank.

After seeing the "sacrifice" I had made, even with the immense psychological pressure, Lijuan could no longer hesitate. So, under my watchful eye, she began to move.

Actually, the reason I kept my gaze fixed on Song Lijuan wasn't just because I was worried about her getting hurt, but more importantly, I really didn't want to look at the skeletons beside me. Perhaps this moment would be the most unbearable time of my life.

Time was slipping away, and Lijuan's and my hope was fading away bit by bit. The reason was simple: after repeated and very careful searches, Lijuan found no place for us to escape.

However, this news was also a good thing for me, since I no longer needed to guard a pile of rotten bones up close. Just as I got up to leave the stone table, something hard grabbed my clothes from behind.

"Lijuan! Quick! Come help me!" With my cry for help, Lijuan noticed my predicament.

"Brother Chunsheng! What's wrong!" At this moment, Song Lijuan disregarded her fear and rushed to my side, desperately trying to understand what had happened.

"Brother Chunsheng! Your clothes are caught on a sharp stone! I'll get them down for you!"

Because I was facing away from the stone table, and while Song Lijuan was helping me troubleshoot, the horrifying skeleton must have been standing right in front of her. I didn't know what her expression was like, but the actions behind me told me that Song Lijuan was doing her best to get me out of this predicament. A long-hidden impulse also hinted at how much the woman behind me cared about me. And this care went far beyond a simple sexual relationship. Yes! It must be the most sublime emotion! An emotion carried over from childhood. My heart was screaming, and the blood in my body was surging. Of course, I knew why I suddenly had this change!

Before the afterglow of excitement had completely dissipated, an outside voice pulled me back.

"Hey!... Chunsheng! There's a piece of homespun cloth here!... It looks like there's something drawn on it! Ah! No! There's a small wooden box on top of the cloth!"

"Really! Let me see it quickly!" I urged impatiently.

So, Song Lijuan very obediently presented her discovery to me. At this moment, I took the cloth from her hand and examined it closely.

"Brother Chunsheng! What are those drawings on it?" Song Lijuan, who couldn't read, thought the writing on the cloth was just a drawing. I hadn't intended to laugh, but hearing her description, I couldn't help but chuckle.

"Brother Chunsheng! You… what are you laughing at!" Although Lijuan couldn't figure out what I was laughing at, she vaguely sensed that she might have said something wrong.

After the laughter subsided, I returned to my normal expression. Of course, I wasn't laughing at Lijuan's ignorance, but rather at her innocent expression, unchanged from when she was a child.

"Hehe! It's nothing!… Do you want to know what it means?" I decided to read the writing on the cloth.

"Okay! Brother Chunsheng! Tell me quickly what it means!" Song Lijuan urged me excitedly.

So, I read the words on the cloth with some finesse: "Gifted to a destined person: This is a panacea of a hundred herbs! A rare treasure!"

Beneficial for strengthening the body and improving health! It's essential for kidney health and sperm production!

However, using it for injuries from falls and blows is a

waste of its potential! For pleasure between men and women

, it addresses the root cause, making it even more wonderful! For men, it promotes sperm production! For women, it benefits their appearance, requiring the absorption of sperm !

And men's sperm absorbs the woman's essence! This can be considered a balance of Yin and Yang!

The fundamental principle doesn't need explanation;

simply share this precious treasure with those who are destined to receive it! May those who consume this treasure treat it well, bringing benefit to the community! **Important Note!**

Men who consume it will experience increased benefits, while women who consume it will suffer harm!

After reading the words on the cloth, I looked at Song Lijuan, who seemed to understand, with a vague sense of misunderstanding. In just a short moment, she seemed to understand something.

"Oh!... So that's why you were laughing earlier!... Humph! So you were laughing at my illiteracy!... Chunsheng! Confess quickly!... Am I right?!"

Wow! I thought she understood the meaning on the cloth? Turns out she just remembered the little incident from earlier! Sigh! Women are truly shrewd and calculating. She still can't forget what I've been arguing about all this time.

"Hehe! Nothing like that!..." I tried to shake off the act.

"Hmph! Don't lie to me! I'm not the naive girl I used to be!"

"That's right! So why would I lie to you!" I pressed on, seizing the opportunity.

"Alright! Don't change the subject! You still haven't told me why you were laughing earlier?" I hadn't expected Lijuan to become so persistent.

It seemed she wouldn't let me off the hook without a satisfactory explanation. So, I had no choice but to recount the truth of the matter.

"What?! Chunsheng! Aren't you still making fun of me for being illiterate?!" Sure enough, my fate wasn't much better; Song Lijuan's pout was even higher than before.

"Hehe! Good sister! These are two different meanings! I wasn't laughing at you for being illiterate, but..."

"What! Tell me quickly!"

"It's... it's because you shouldn't have said 'drawing' instead of 'writing'!"

"Hmph! Isn't that still laughing at me for being illiterate!"

"Hey! Hey! You can't wrong me! I really didn't mean to laugh... Forget it! I guess I'll never be able to explain this clearly, even if I die! But right now, I just want to know how to make amends for my mistake?" I knew that giving up didn't mean losing, so I changed my approach. I wanted to appease the lovely girl in front of me as soon as possible.

Seeing my sincerity, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter seemed to have given up on punishing me. She paused slightly and said, "Hmm... want to make amends?... I do have some, but..."

Heh... When did this little girl learn to draw out her words? But with her sincerity, I couldn't continue playing along with her shamelessly. So, I pressed on, asking, "Good sister! Tell me quickly, what do you want me to do?"

"Hehe! It's simple! After we get out, you have to teach me to read!"

"Haha! Thank goodness! I thought you wanted me to do something else! Okay! No problem! That's why I came back! Hehe!" "Alright

! Let's decide then!"

"OK!"

"What?" Hearing my unusual answer, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter was confused again. Seeing her expression, I immediately explained to her again. Finally, Song Lijuan still looked hopefully at the cloth in my hand.

"Brother Chunsheng! The cloth isn't talking about this little box, is it?" Song Lijuan examined the small wooden box carefully, then opened it very cautiously.

"It smells so good!..."

With a soft sigh, a delicate fragrance wafted into my nostrils.

"Yes! It really smells good!"

After the fragrance faded, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter and I looked inside the box simultaneously. Just as the cloth had described, a grayish-brown pill was neatly placed inside the wooden box, and the strange fragrance from earlier had come from it. Curiosity compelled me to immediately pinch the grayish-brown pill between my thumb and forefinger: "Lijuan! We think we've found a treasure!"

"What treasure? It's just a pill!" Aunt Mei's eldest daughter seemed not to understand the inscription on the cloth, but as a knowledgeable and cultured person, although I didn't fully grasp the essence of the cloth, I could still understand the general meaning. So, I slowly and tactfully explained to Aunt Mei's eldest daughter, "Hehe! Don't underestimate it! The cloth says this pill's medicinal properties are extraordinary!"

"Brother Chunsheng! Tell me quickly, how is this pill extraordinary?"

"The cloth says this pill is specially designed for men. If a man takes it, it can strengthen his body, and it's also effective for bruises and sprains." I knew I couldn't elaborate further, because for a woman, hearing something embarrassing would still evoke a sense of aversion, especially in an unusual situation. "Oh

dear!... Hehe! What kind of treasure is this! It's just a bruise pill! Hehe! But what Brother Chunsheng said makes sense. At this time, it really is a treasure! Quick! Brother Chunsheng! Swallow it quickly! It's perfect for your foot injury."

Faced with this situation, I had no intention of commenting with Aunt Mei's eldest daughter anymore. Ai swallowed the pill in her hand without hesitation.

"Brother Chunsheng! How are you? Do you feel any discomfort?" Clearly, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter was still concerned about my well-being. Although she didn't have high hopes for the pill, she was more concerned about my physical reaction.

"Hehe! Silly girl! I just ate it, even if there were any reactions, they shouldn't appear so quickly!"

Seeing my playful expression, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter didn't know what to say, only managing a curt "You're so annoying!" The initial argument with her mother was completely forgotten.

"Brother Chunsheng! What should we do next? We can't stay here forever!" The thought of survival finally brought Aunt Mei's eldest daughter to her senses.

Hearing her say that, I also began to worry. However, to dispel Song Lijuan's fear, I deliberately calmly said, "Hehe! Of course we need to leave here! But we need to wait a little longer!"

"Wait for what?"

"Aunt Mei!"

"Mom! Is she coming back?"

"Of course she will!"

"Why are you so sure?"

"The reason is simple. When I chased you out, Aunt Mei saw it very clearly. If too much time passes, she will definitely guess that something happened to us. So, she will definitely come looking for us. Let's just wait patiently! Anyway, we can't think of any other way for now." As I spoke, I sat up straight and very naturally pulled the somewhat bewildered Song Lijuan into my arms, just like an older brother caring for his younger sister. Song Lijuan obediently nestled in my arms. I didn't know what she was thinking at that moment. But I could clearly feel her heart beating faster.

"Lijuan!"

"Hmm?"

"...Last night...was it really you?" As soon as the words left my mouth, I wanted to slap myself. In this situation, why did I have to bring up the sore spot? What a fool I was! Even if I'm left standing at the door, I deserve it. Sigh! My premonition was spot on

. Song Lijuan, buried in my arms, showed me no mercy, silencing me with a cold remark. The damp cave began to alter my physical condition, tiny dewdrops clinging to my skin. The feeling of dizziness and throbbing in my head grew stronger. "What's wrong with me?!" Worry began to creep into my mind. Initially, I suspected it was a reaction to the cave environment, but this baseless assumption faded. Then, another terrible worry arose. I could feel a very noticeable change in my body. My internal organs felt like they were on fire, and I struggled desperately. "Brother Chunsheng! Brother Chunsheng! What's wrong?..." My unusual reaction finally alerted Aunt Mei's eldest daughter, Song Lijuan. Her anxious expression revealed a sincere heart. Unfortunately, I had no energy to appreciate her concern. I could only wail, "Lijuan!...Lijuan...I'm so hot! I'm so hot!" As I spoke, my hands involuntarily began to tug at my clothes. Seeing my sudden change, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter was filled with worry and fear. Anxiety and panic brought tears to her eyes: "Waaah...Brother Chunsheng! What's wrong! Please don't scare me!...Waaah...What's wrong with you?" Seeing the woman's concern, I forced myself to be strong, trying not to frighten Aunt Mei's eldest daughter. Unfortunately, the heat in my body grew stronger, and even my heart began to pound. "Lijuan!...Quick! Help me take off my clothes! I'm so hot!...I feel like the pill is working!" "Ah!...Waaah!...Brother Chunsheng! Could that pill be something harmful?...Waaah! What should I do?! Waaah! Brother Chunsheng! It's all my fault!...I...I should have stopped you from taking that pill...Waaah..." "Lijuan! Don't be afraid!...This pill isn't what you think!" I quickly refuted Lijuan's worries. After all, women's hearts are still a bit too fragile, and I didn't want her to suffer along with me. "Then...then why are you reacting like this?!" Song Lijuan, eager to find out the truth, pressed on impatiently. Although I wasn't entirely sure of my judgment yet, the changes in my body were already proving something. Of course, the most important sign was the change in my lower body. The previous heat had somehow quietly shifted to my "big treasure," forcing my already thick penis to become even more swollen. In fact, even without looking, I knew that my "big treasure" was much larger than normal at this moment. Through physical verification and the description on the cloth, I understood the true wonder of the pill. So, without hesitation, I said, "Lijuan! Actually, that pill isn't just for treating bruises and sprains; it's also a very potent tonic..." "A tonic? What's it for?" Aunt Mei's eldest daughter seemed not to understand, so I explained somewhat impatiently, "...It's for nourishing the body, similar to an aphrodisiac!" " What!...You took an aphrodisiac!" Before I could finish speaking, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter exclaimed. I didn't know why she reacted so strongly to the word "aphrodisiac," nor did I know if she understood its purpose. In any case, her exclamation stunned us both. … The air seemed to freeze for several seconds. Just as I felt the heat within me ignite again, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter broke the silence. "Brother Chunsheng!...Are you feeling unwell?" I could hear the slight tremor in her voice. I was slightly annoyed by the woman's knowing advice. But out of consideration for Lijuan's feelings, I forced myself to reply politely, "Yes! Just a little bit!... But it's okay! I think it'll be fine in a little while!" This wasn't just to comfort the worried and frightened Song Lijuan; it was also partly a way of adjusting myself. After all, an optimistic attitude has always been my style. I thought my frankness would calm me and Aunt Mei's eldest daughter down a bit, but Song Lijuan's next move was completely unexpected. I saw her hands begin to roam over her body, unbuttoning her clothes wherever they went, until a familiar yet unfamiliar body was completely naked before my eyes. "Lijuan..." I couldn't help but squeeze out a sentence in surprise, but before I could finish, two thin red lips pressed against my lips. I was clearly unprepared for Song Lijuan's sudden action, and it took several seconds for my panicked thoughts to subside. However, as I savored the woman's inherent tenderness, I could clearly feel Song Lijuan's entire body trembling, especially her little tongue, which had just slipped into my mouth, appearing utterly helpless. It was like a fledgling lamb suddenly entering an unfamiliar environment, intoxicated and bewildered by the irresistible allure. At this point, politeness had long since vanished. Driven by primal male instincts and the burning desire within me, my thoughts slowly sank, transforming me from a well-mannered gentleman into a lustful demon still clinging to principles. My heartbeat seemed out of sync with the pace of time; under my skillful guidance, the woman's fragrant tongue was no longer lost. Precisely because of her innate advantages, Song Lijuan not only greatly improved her kissing skills but also completely infused her tenderness into her actions, deeply intoxicating me through the transmission of her tongue. Finally, despite her lack of experience, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter was left breathless from my kisses. She wanted to break free but was reluctant to let go, and luckily I wasn't a complete lecher. After sensing her state, I shifted my focus from pursuing new goals to seeking another kind of stimulation.

After abandoning the woman's cherry-like lips, I relentlessly kissed downwards, not stopping until I had my final target inside my mouth. However, just as my tongue touched that "cherry," the woman's body suddenly trembled, followed by her rapid breathing.

"Ah...oh..."

I loved hearing that sound, and I was driven to madness by its beautiful and melodious quality. Therefore, throughout the rest of the tour, my large tongue took turns caressing Song Lijuan's two large breasts.

While savoring her alluring breasts, I didn't forget to look at Song Lijuan, who had entered a state of sexual hypnosis. Although most of her body was nestled against me, her flushed face never escaped my gaze.

Through careful observation and my judgment based on years of experience, I knew that Aunt Mei's eldest daughter had completely fallen in love. So, I launched a new attack, continuing to caress her two beautiful breasts, and then reaching out with my right hand towards the woman's sacred place.

Indeed, Song Lijuan today was no different from the woman last night; her bare vulva was completely hairless. Lubricated by a few drops of vaginal fluid, it appeared exceptionally slippery. Her slightly protruding clitoris was already erect. Every time my fingers lightly brushed against it, Song Lijuan's body trembled. Her two pink legs would also consciously move closer together to protect her vulnerable spot.

However, I was no pushover. How could I abandon the chapter I had just begun to write because of a woman's slight resistance?

So, I decided to simmer gently, continuing to fuel her passion. My right hand expanded its reach, moving from touching to probing. Then came gentle in-and-out movements.

Persistence paid off; under my careful guidance, Song Lijuan's two pink legs began to slowly open to the sides. And they opened wider and wider, creating more space for my large hand to do as it pleased. My

historical experience with sex had taught me deeply that sex without sound was like a dish lacking seasoning. Although everything between Song Lijuan and me was so harmonious, shyness still acted as a chasm between us.

Faced with the situation before me, I had to break through this stimulation lacking sound. However, my ultimate goal was to truly experience a sexual climax, only with the woman in front of me. At the same time, I also wanted to change this woman's mindset, to turn the passive into the active, to make her shed all her burdens. Thus, a surging passion pushed me into the realm of the devil.

"Lijuan!... Is it comfortable?" My voice trembled slightly, but the tentative tone remained unchanged.

"Oh... Brother Chunsheng!... Don't... Don't say... It's so embarrassing..." Aunt Mei's eldest daughter wanted to hide her face behind me, but unfortunately, at this moment, she had no choice.

"Hehe!... What's so embarrassing!... Hehe! Look!... Your lower part is all wet!" Saying this, I deliberately held out my fingers, which were covered in her juices, to the woman.

Faced with my rude behavior, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter did not seem angry; she just wanted to avoid me. But under my aggressive approach, in the end, she gave in to my wishes. Upon seeing her own fluids, Song Lijuan, blushing with embarrassment, pretended to spit out, "...Oh, Chunsheng!...You're bad...you're bad!...Quick...take it away...I'm so ashamed..."

I never expected that Song Lijuan, a mother of two, would still be so reserved in matters of sex. I don't know if she was doing it intentionally, or if she wanted to evoke all my affection for her.

However, for me now, the more Song Lijuan acted this way, the more it fueled my already uncontrollable lust. Yet, the heavenly feeling of last night was slowly corroding my brain... Longing...yearning...yearning...! I can't remember how wonderful that pleasure was; I've even forgotten a woman's reaction during orgasms, but it's definitely not like this. I know that the surging tide of love is coming our way.

To let Song Lijuan know how much I care about her, I decided to play the role of a "pervert." So, I brought my fingers, covered in her vaginal fluids, close to my nostrils and smelled them poetically. Then I put it in my mouth and savored it. Of course, all of my actions were observed by the woman.

You see, a woman cares so much about her lover's approval. From the big picture of the relationship to every little detail of life. Although I love all the girls in Aunt Mei's family, I only have one heart. Deciding who to give more to in the future is the hardest thing to control and manage. Especially for a woman who already has a child, how can she compare to a budding girl? I believe Aunt Mei's eldest daughter still feels this way. So, I want her to forget her past self, from now on, whether it's emotional turmoil or ethical constraints. Let her shake it all off.

Sure enough, my actions provoked a strong reaction from Song Lijuan. She first tried to stop my hand. Then she complained irritably, "Brother Chunsheng!...No...It's so dirty!..."

"Hehe!...Dirty what! We already ate it once last night! Come on! My good sister! Let your brother have one more good time..." After saying that, I laid Song Lijuan's whole body flat. Then, taking advantage of the situation, I was about to crawl between her legs.

"Ah...I hate it! I hate it! Brother Chunsheng is bad!...Brother Chunsheng is so bad!...No!...Stop it!...It's really dirty there...Oh...Oh..."

Unfortunately! Even a skinny camel is bigger than a horse! Even though my foot was still injured, Song Lijuan, who tried her best to stop me, eventually obediently lay down on the clothes I had just taken off.

With the resistance gone, I could concentrate all my energy. I focused on crawling between the woman's legs, like a hungry and cold bumblebee, desperately devouring the woman's nectar.

My efforts weren't in vain. Before long, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter was completely immersed in the joyful atmosphere, and the sounds I hadn't heard in so long gradually began to play again. I had already experienced

Song

Lijuan's sensitivity. Her wet, gushing vulva was attacked by me again and again. The irresistible, insatiable scent constantly tugged at my heartstrings. The more effort I put in, the more infatuated Song Lijuan became. Her helpless hands, unable to bear the emptiness in her heart, began to grab my hair.

"Ah… Chunsheng!… It hurts… It itches… It's killing me… Oh…"

At this point, I was too busy to consider her feelings, focusing only on licking and sucking her flower garden. Sometimes I would even hold her clitoris in my mouth, using my skillful tongue to caress it.

"Oh... good brother... I... can't take it anymore... it's so itchy inside... ah... please... please!... stop for now... ah..."

Song

Lijuan's moans slowly turned into pleas. It seemed she needed to take further action. I, who had originally wanted to play with her a little longer, also gave up my temporary attack. So, after taking one last deep breath on her bare, plump vulva, I pressed myself against her.

"Lijuan!... good baby!... tell me, do you want it?"

"... Chunsheng brother... you're bad... I'm not talking to you anymore..."

Even now, Song Lijuan still looked shy. Although her mouth was still defiant, her legs had already betrayed her. Just as I was about to say something, Song Lijuan's lower body began to form a V-shape. She sandwiched my waist between her legs, pressing her still-hot, plump vulva tightly against my lower body. It was precisely because of this clever move that my already rock-hard penis was positioned right at the entrance of the greenhouse.

Knowing full well what was going on, how could I not understand the beauty's intentions? However, I wasn't about to give in to her wishes so easily. So, I relentlessly pressed on, "Hehe... my little darling... tell me quickly... let your brother help you... I'll feel bad if it takes too long!"

Seeing my persistent nagging, Song Lijuan was helpless. But out of pride, she seemed reluctant to speak, the words stuck in her throat, unable to escape.

No way! I had to get her to say it today. If this barrier wasn't broken, I'd have no hope for anything else. Only by breaking down societal norms today could I gain a completely new understanding, and this understanding had to start with the beauty before me. She was not only the key to Aunt Mei's family but also the bridge to a woman's heart.

After a brief moment of thought, I made up my mind. If I couldn't break through Song Lijuan's old baggage, I wouldn't take any further action.

However, in order to achieve my goal as quickly as possible, I decided to use my special skill. The large penis that had been pressing against the vaginal opening, now with the help of my right hand, began to meander across the woman's entire vulva. Sometimes it slid open the alluring little hole, sometimes it swept over the already erect clitoris. The heat of the large glans at each spot constantly stimulated the woman's organs.

"Ah... Brother Chunsheng... Don't do this... It's too itchy... I..." Song Lijuan, who was pleading again, really fell for my trick. It seemed that she was really feeling a bit overwhelmed. However, this was exactly the effect I wanted.

"Good sister... What's wrong... Tell me quickly... Tell me, and brother will know... Hehe... Come on... I'll wait for you slowly!"

"Ah... No... Don't wait anymore... I'll tell you... I'll tell you... Oh... Brother Chunsheng! I want... Oh..."

"Want what? Tell me..." I decided to get to the bottom of it.

"Ah... Chunsheng! You're so naughty!... I want... I love you!"

The last sound had barely reached my ears when, without warning, Song Lijuan suddenly grabbed my head, her hot little mouth pressing against mine without hesitation. Her stiff, thirsty little tongue forcefully entered my mouth, then began to writhe frantically.

I knew she had tried her best. No matter what, she had finally said it. And this was the answer I most wanted to hear, the answer I most desired.

Sex doesn't necessarily equate to love. But true sex requires love. As I heard that last whispered thought, my worries finally subsided, and my body language could now be expressed and expressed without restraint.

Song Lijuan and I embraced tightly, wishing we could become one. The passion of our kisses caused our minds to soar. The feeling of suffocation couldn't break our entanglement and fusion. Just as I was about to take the next step, Song Lijuan unexpectedly begged, "Brother Chunsheng!...Quick...Give it to me...Love me well...Oh..."

What did I need to consider with such a request? No! Not at all. My brain didn't even need to process it before sending the signal to act.

To get a clear view of the beautiful moment my large penis entered her body, I knelt between Song Lijuan's legs, then skillfully positioned my penis against her incredibly wet vulva. With a slight thrust of my hips, I guided the purplish-red glans into her already engorged labia.

"Lijuan! I'm going in?" I deliberately reminded her.

"Yes! Come on!...Brother Chunsheng! Take me...I want to be your woman for life..."

"Plop!"

"Ah..."

"What? Are you uncomfortable?"

Hearing Song Lijuan's cry, a sudden feeling of pity welled up inside me.

"Oh...it's...too big...it feels like my penis is going to burst," Song Lijuan said, her brows furrowed, a look of discomfort crossing her face.

Understanding her feelings, I was also puzzled. She was perfectly fine last night. Today, Song Lijuan was suddenly complaining of pain. Could it be...? I couldn't help but glance at my own large penis.

When I finally noticed it, I saw a small section sticking out, and it seemed even thicker than before. At that moment, I could easily guess that it was probably due to the medication she had taken.

Understanding the situation, I felt somewhat relieved. After all, this was a good thing. So, pretending not to know anything, I regained my composure and began to comfort the still-uncomfortable Song Lijuan: "It's all my fault! I hurt you!...How about I pull out first!" With that, I pretended to back away.

At this moment, seeing that I was really about to withdraw, Song Lijuan, disregarding the pain in her vagina, quickly crossed her two pink legs over my lower back, anxiously saying, "No... Chunsheng! Don't... I'm okay... I... I feel much better now..."

After a series of movements, Song Lijuan remained on my mind's side. Under my skillful guidance, she began to shift from active to passive, and then back to active. This made me increasingly confident. From then on, I no longer needed to worry about anything. The climax of sex was beckoning me.

"Ah! Chunsheng!... So... deep... It's hitting the G-spot... Oh... Ah!"

"Yes! Your vagina is so tight! Come on! Put your legs down, let me reward you properly!"

Because my waist was tightly gripped by Song Lijuan's pink legs, the thrusting of my large penis was somewhat inconvenient. Hearing my instructions, Song Lijuan was very obedient, not only putting down her two pink legs but also spreading them wide apart to cooperate with each of my thrusts.

Having summarized my past experiences, I could consider myself a seasoned sex expert. Although Song Lijuan was a married woman, the old-fashioned ideas of the countryside had deprived her of much enjoyment and satisfaction in her past sexual experiences. So much so that she only tasted a little sweetness in sex last night. Of course, taking advantage of today's excellent opportunity, I certainly wouldn't disappoint her, and at the same time, I also wanted to reward myself. After all, I had also suffered greatly in recent days, unable to reach my ideal state amidst numerous temptations.

At this moment, Song Lijuan was drenched in sweat; my strength completely exceeded her expectations. Even though the scene from last night still lingered in her mind, it was all a blurry memory. The tingling sensation in her vagina made her both love and yearn, wishing my large penis would pierce her heart.

Of course, if she could float in a heavenly state, I was no exception. Her enchanting little honey hole tightly gripped my large penis, afraid of slipping away or escaping. In short, every time I penetrated, her two thin, small labia minora would slip into her "home." Then, as my large penis was withdrawn, she patiently followed suit.

By this time, her wet, juicy vagina was incredibly slippery. My penis not only thrust smoothly but also reached the very bottom each time. Every time the head of my penis touched the tip of her vagina, I could clearly feel an immense attraction, gripping the urethral opening tightly, as if it wanted to extract all the essence from my body.

Faced with such a powerful temptation, I knew I couldn't afford to be careless. Although the ecstasy was constantly ravaging my soul, I wasn't completely satisfied yet, especially since Song Lijuan beneath me was also radiant, her climaxes continuing. So, I had to muster all my strength and persevere to the very end, until the pinnacle of our lovemaking.

"Squelch! Squelch!"... "Slap slap..."

The sounds of our sexual organs thrusting in and out, the sounds of our bodies colliding, grew louder and louder as the rhythm quickened. Song Lijuan's face was flushed, making her look exceptionally alluring against her fair skin. Perhaps due to shyness, her beautiful eyes remained tightly closed, and even her small mouth, which emitted soft moans, was only half-open. Under the cover of her white teeth, her moans were hazy yet melodious.

I was already drunk, because I started to get even more frenzied. All my energy, all my strength; all my moves, all my techniques. At this moment, everything was put to use, and Song Lijuan, who was also deeply affected, was completely cooperating. She was not only equally drunk, but also even more obsessed with and lingering over the wonderful feelings I brought her.

"Ah... Oh... Chunsheng!... I... I can't hold on much longer... Ahhh... I can't... I'm coming... Ah!"

Finally, after several rounds of entanglement, the exhausted Song Lijuan began to express her weariness.

Indeed, she really couldn't hold on any longer. Her hot, delicate body was already seeping with clear, fragrant fluid, and some of it had already slid down with her trembling body. Her loose hair was also in a messy clump, and the bangs on her forehead were completely soaked with the seeping fragrant fluid, sticking tightly to both sides of her face.

Actually, that wasn't the worst of it. What was even worse was that I noticed that her vulva had become red and swollen at some point. At first glance, it looked just like a ripe peach.

Realizing the situation had reached its final stage, I knew I couldn't continue. A tender, chivalrous thought flashed through my mind again.

So, I prepared for the final sprint, reminding Song Lijuan, who was about to reach her sexual climax: "Lijuan! My darling!...Wait, brother! I'm almost there too!...Hold on, let's go together!"

"Mmm...Okay...Okay...Brother Chunsheng!...Hurry up and shoot! Shoot inside...Shoot inside me...Ah...Ah...Ah..."

Song Lijuan's repeated words would have been better, but they unconsciously generated a tremendous excitement and stimulation in my brain. This excitement and stimulation, transmitted through the spinal nerves, reached my throbbing penis, causing the glans to thrust rapidly like a piston with increased power.

"Ahhh...too fast...ahhh...coming...I'm coming...Chunsheng...brother...ah!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Song Lijuan's words ultimately affected her first. However, I couldn't escape either. Just as I uttered the word "brother," my essence erupted deep inside her vagina. At the same time, the scalding semen made Song Lijuan scream repeatedly, accompanied by the afterglow of her orgasm, heading straight for the soul-stirring "Dongting Lake"

rural wildness.

At noon, Aunt Mei and her daughters finally found Song Lijuan and me. With their help, Song Lijuan and I successfully escaped the cave.

Although my ankle still hurt a little when I walked, it was much better than when I first sprained it. Of course, the pill also contributed to the quick recovery of my foot injury.

Perhaps because of today's events, everyone seemed unusually sullen. Aunt Mei was the most prominent, and she rarely spoke on the way home. She seemed to be preoccupied with too many thoughts.

Since her daughters were all around, I didn't dare ask anything and could only limp home, supported by Song Meijuan and Song Hejuan.

After lunch, Aunt Mei didn't rush everyone out to work. Instead, she handed over the remaining chores to her daughters and began bustling about inside and outside the house. She dug out the long-neglected medicine-grinding vessel and meticulously cleaned the dried herbs. It seemed she was preparing to treat my sprain.

"Aunt Mei! My foot injury is nothing serious!..." I tried to stop her, since my foot injury was much better now, and those ordinary herbs wouldn't be of much use. They would only add more burden to her mind.

Unfortunately, my words seemed not to reach Aunt Mei's ears. She not only continued her work but also became even more meticulous, carefully grinding each herb into the vessel. She completely ignored me, as if I didn't exist.

In this day and age, what more can I say? No matter what, she still cares about me. Besides, her conflict with her daughter stemmed from my actions. Even now, she refuses to point the finger at me. To be honest, Aunt Mei spoils me rotten.

Half an hour later, Aunt Mei evenly spread the dark, sticky ointment onto the white cloth. Then, she very carefully applied the cloth to my ankle. The whole process was meticulous and thoughtful: "You brat!...See if you behave yourself from now on!" After tying the last two strips of cloth into a butterfly shape, she spat out a few words, clearly annoyed. Her words were filled with excessive affection.

"Aunt Mei! I'm innocent!... You know, Chunsheng has always been very honest since he was little...!"

Before I could finish speaking, Aunt Mei, who was standing beside me, raised her jade-like finger and tapped my forehead: "Hmph! Stop talking nonsense! You brat! Your little tricks can't fool me... Don't forget, I watched you grow up!"

After a few rounds, Aunt Mei's expression changed significantly, and her previous worry began to ease. I think she was regulating her emotions. Therefore, I was her most advantageous target. Whether it was escaping or facing it anew, Aunt Mei was breaking free from her inner constraints. I could see it, not only from her words and actions, but also from her beautiful eyes, which were now full of spirit, telling me that life was new and even better.

With such a promising trend, I was unwilling to give up the dawn of the future, of course, this dawn belonged to this little family. So, I reverted to my childhood self and childishly replied, "Oh! Aunt Mei!... From now on, I'll listen to you in everything. Whatever you tell me to do, I'll do it..."

My little trick naturally wouldn't pass Aunt Mei's test, but from another perspective, she was still quite pleased with me acting this way. After all, it also reflected how important she was to me. It was simple, clear, and to the point. A

happy smile had already crept onto Aunt Mei's face, but vanity couldn't take over her mind. So, Aunt Mei continued to act indifferent, saying, "Hehe!... I think! Whether you listen to anyone or not is irrelevant! As long as you're sincere, Aunt Mei will be satisfied

." Although Aunt Mei's meaning wasn't fully stated, a crucial piece of information was being processed in my mind. You see, Aunt Mei is a woman who extremely dislikes playing coy. However, today she was using this tactic, clearly hinting at her intentions—an intention to let things unfold as they would. However, I wasn't entirely sure if this included her.

Just as Aunt Mei and I were having a pleasant chat, the other girls also started to change. Presumably, when the head of the household was in a good mood, everyone else would follow suit. Song Lijuan was no longer sullen; instead, she began tentatively talking to her younger sister and occasionally asking her two daughters to do what they could.

"Mom! When are we going to the fields?" Song Dujuan, looking preoccupied, reminded her mother.

"We won't go out this afternoon. We've almost finished the work in the fields anyway. You two should rest this afternoon, and we'll go tomorrow!" I didn't know why Aunt Mei had suddenly made this decision; it must have been for my sake. However, it wasn't necessarily a bad thing that she could rest with her daughters. I knew all too well that farm work was never truly finished.

As soon as this news was announced, Aunt Mei's two younger daughters couldn't help but jump for joy, their little mouths practically shouting "Hooray!" But since they had never encountered these words before, all they could do was clap and cheer to express their joy. However, seeing this, I vowed to teach them these cries that represented their innermost feelings, and to teach them to use them in other ways, but certainly not to escape the hard work of farm work.

Even in this joyous atmosphere, Song Dujuan's expression remained flat. She didn't seem particularly happy, nor did she feel relieved. Her preoccupied look persisted.

"Mom! If that's the case… I'd like to go for a walk with Chunsheng. It'll help my foot injury heal faster!" Song Dujuan's excuse seemed a bit inappropriate, but her mother, Aunt Mei, seemed to understand her daughter's thoughts. Therefore, she neither objected nor denied her daughter's wish. Instead, she looked at me, as if entrusting the decision to me.

Understanding her mother's intentions, the quick-witted Song Dujuan no longer looked at her mother; this time, she focused all her attention on me, who seemed somewhat bewildered.

"Chunsheng! What do you think?…"

A date with a beautiful woman is naturally the most irresistible temptation, but today's date was not as simple as it seemed. I was sure Song Dujuan had something to say, and this topic was the most sensitive and difficult to touch. Just like how I changed Aunt Mei's mind—if we talked it out, perhaps the fog would slowly dissipate. Conversely, hurting someone is unavoidable.

However, this might be a great turning point for me to unravel this tangled web of emotions as soon as possible. Even if there's no significant benefit, at least things need to be laid out in the open. Letting them see where their relationship truly lies should be a man's attitude towards love.

After a brief moment of thought, I decided to put some effort into Song Dujuan, and today, no matter what, I had to let her know my thoughts. So, I readily agreed to her request.

Things were progressing smoothly, and I could clearly observe a hint of joy appearing on Song Dujuan's brow. I don't know if it was my charm, but ultimately, the girl got the result she wanted, securing a chance to be alone with her lover. This is such a huge challenge for a girl from the countryside. Yet, what should have been my task was now anticipated and accomplished by the girl herself. This made me even more concerned about this date.

However, things always take unexpected turns. Just as I was about to get up and leave, Aunt Mei's second daughter, Song Dujuan, extended another "invitation." This time, the "invitation" was addressed to her eldest sister, Song Lijuan: "Big sister! Why don't you come and accompany Chunsheng for a walk?... Anyway, Mom has given us a holiday, and I can't take care of Chunsheng

by myself!" Song Lijuan, upon receiving this message, was also slightly surprised. At that moment, she suddenly felt she could no longer understand her younger sister, with whom she had lived for nearly twenty years. However, these thoughts were fleeting, leaving no room for excessive consideration. Song Lijuan, without any mental preparation, agreed to her sister's suggestion and immediately linked her small hand with mine.

Seeing her sister's action, Song Dujuan smiled slightly. Before she could relinquish her initiative, I had already extended my other free arm towards her. And so, naturally, I found myself sandwiched between the two sisters.

"Hey!...Second sister! You're so unfair! You and eldest sister have kidnapped Chunsheng! What are we going to do?!...No! You have to take me and third sister with you too!" Just as we were about to leave the house, Song Meijuan behind us became mischievous.

"Where are you going! There are things to do at home! Come back!...You brat, you're not as sensible as your two nieces!" Before we could make a decision, the kind-hearted Aunt Mei helped dissuade the girl. Finally, Song Meijuan helplessly pulled her third sister back around, but the mischievousness couldn't be contained. Just as she entered the house, she suddenly made a face, and then stuck out her pink little tongue at us.

The familiar path was lined with withered yellow weeds, although Song Meijuan hadn't specified where we were going. But this path had already given me the answer.

"Chunsheng! Do you remember this place?" Song Meijuan stopped and asked me, who was looking around, her voice filled with reminiscence.

“Hehe… Of course! I’ll probably never forget this place!” My voice was also steeped in memories.

“Yes! How could Brother Chunsheng forget this place!… Just like my sister! She often comes here alone!” As soon as Song Dujuan finished speaking, her sister’s eyes filled with tears.

“Brother Chunsheng! Do you know! The night before my sister got married, she stayed here alone for a long time… She cried so sadly…”

“Second sister!… Don’t say anymore!…” Finally, tears, unable to hold back her sorrow, slid down from her moist eyes.

“Sister!… Don’t you want to know how I know?” At this moment, both sisters were already in tears, which made me feel sad too.

“Dujuan! How did you know…” Touched by Song Lijuan’s emotional state, I asked my sister on her behalf!

"Because...because...I often come here too! Brother Chunsheng! I love you! But...I love you too!...Waaah!...Do you know! Every time I think of you, I secretly shed tears. And how can I get rid of this pain!...I know that I gave you my first time here, and you love me very much too. Of course, logically speaking, I am the most qualified to be your woman...But...But I really love Brother Chunsheng!...I didn't really want to compete with you for Brother Chunsheng!...Waaah...Mom didn't mean it..."

"Second sister! Second sister!...I know...I know...Brother Chunsheng knows too!...I understand Mom's thoughts, and I understand your feelings too!...Yes, our family can't continue like this...Mom's choice is right...After all, I am no longer a virgin! Only you are worthy of Brother Chunsheng!...Only in this way will the villagers not laugh at us!...Waaah...!"

Seeing the two tearful people sitting together, how could I feel any better? Hearing their honest confessions only fueled the fire. An invisible impulse suddenly erupted from within me, and I blurted out, "Lijuan...Dujuan! My dear sisters! Don't cry! I love you both too!...No! I love everyone in our family!...Okay! Stop crying..."

A woman's tears are salty; I tasted it. Because at that moment, I didn't want to answer them with too many words. So, my kisses landed on the sisters' cheeks. However, they were still slightly surprised by my actions. Especially Song Dujuan, who had never been touched by a man before; whenever I kissed her cheek, she would appear extremely shy. She wanted to escape, yet couldn't bear to. But the skin-to-skin contact always brought her a strange itch, causing her nerve endings to stir.

In contrast, Song Lijuan, as the older sister, was more comfortable with this caress. Her hands tightly embraced me and her sister, feeling the moment passion arrived. Blurred tears obscured whose face was whose; a few streaks touched my lips, but the rest was spent tending to her younger sister. 02-07
Rural Wilderness: Twenty-Eight Sisters' Pleasure (Part 1)

Perhaps the erotic passion infected Song Dujuan, who was experiencing forbidden fruit for the first time; I could clearly hear her breathing changing. Her rosy lips were covered in the saliva of me and her sister; the previously submissive lamb was now actively attacking. However, each time her lips and tongue clashed with mine, she repeatedly lost. But, with her strong will, she refused to admit defeat. To save face, she even challenged her sister.

Since Song Dujuan lacked experience in this area, the two couldn't determine a winner in the end. However, the unique pleasure generated between the two women still satisfied them. I benefited the most, because in experiencing the pleasure of playing with beauties, I rediscovered a joy I had never found before.

On a late summer afternoon, the temperature was steadily rising. The caresses my sisters and I were currently giving each other were no longer enough to satisfy our needs. As a seasoned lover, I knew perfectly well that it was safest to take control of the next step.

So, while busy responding to the sisters' kisses, I used my free hands to help Song Lijuan remove her simple clothes until her alluring body was exposed to the quiet air. Actually, my reason for starting with the older sister was to protect the younger sister, who was inexperienced. Only in this way would Song Lijuan not feel too much fear. After all, having her older sister as the vanguard was an opportunity for her to learn and grow.

However, Song Lijuan, who was experiencing this connection, was perfectly aware of my intentions. She cooperated calmly as I unbuttoned each garment, perfectly embodying the role of the older sister. Even though I had already experienced her captivating body before, today's display truly highlighted her allure.

At this moment, all my movements ceased. Her intense gaze was fixed entirely on her fair, rosy skin. Bathed in sunlight, I was almost mesmerized. Some say a woman's beauty lies in her sex appeal. But Song Lijuan today had transcended that standard, reaching a realm of art.

"Brother Chunsheng!...Don't look at me like that!...It's so embarrassing!... " Perhaps being a role model for my older sister isn't easy, because before I could even fully feast my eyes, Song Lijuan couldn't resist.

"Hehe! What's there to be shy about!...It's just for me to look!" Although I gestured to look away as I spoke, my inner demons prevented me from achieving my goal; I couldn't help but steal a few more glances.

"What?! Second Sister's watching too!..."

"Haha...! Your sister's not a man! It's pointless for her to watch!"

"Exactly! Exactly! Brother Chunsheng is right! I'm a woman! Watching isn't bullying my sister!"

"Hmph... Alright! It's only been a few minutes! You two are already wearing the same pair of pants!... Brother Chunsheng! You want to watch, right? Hehe... How about we help Second Sister take off her clothes too... Actually, her tender flesh is more attractive! Hehe..."

Song Lijuan's words not only reminded me, but more importantly, they provided me and her sister with a perfect excuse. In the following actions, I could indulge in beauty without restraint, letting the two sisters experience endless pleasure.

Although Song Lijuan was already in my plans, a woman's innate shyness always hindered the constraints of tradition. Upon hearing her sister's urging, the girl's face immediately tensed: "Ah...no...don't!...Brother Chunsheng! My sister is lying to you!...She...she wants to bully me...Quick! Brother Chunsheng! Go and deal with my sister first...I...I'll help you..."

At this moment, my mind was made up; how could I change my mind because of the girl's little instigation? Besides, deep down, I had always wanted to see two women die simultaneously. So, I chuckled at Song Dujuan, whose eyes were full of anticipation, and then picked up where her sister left off, saying, "Hmm...good idea!...Lijuan! Hurry up and help your sister take off her clothes...haha..." As the laughter rang out, my eyes were already fixed on Song Lijuan.

Having already anticipated this outcome, Song Lijuan rushed to her sister without blinking after receiving my signal. Then, the two sisters played around together.

I don't know if it was because we were both women, or because Song Lijuan was so quick and skillful, but even though her younger sister struggled fiercely, she managed to strip the girl, who was originally fully covered up, into a little white lamb. However, the little white lamb's body wasn't fully revealed; her firm, round breasts were covered by the gift I had brought back for Aunt Mei (a bra), and the barely visible little hole was now held up by a mesh fabric of the same color.

"Beautiful!...So perfect..." From the color matching to the style, the pink bra originally prepared for Aunt Mei had become a perfect match for her daughter.

I couldn't help but shout in my heart, and the praise that came out of my mouth reached the two sisters' sides.

"Brother Chunsheng! Please...don't...don't look like that...!...It's so...embarrassing!" Indeed, my gaze was a bit too much. But only in this way could the girl's charm be highlighted. At the same time, it was also the common ideal of women.

"Hehe!...Silly girl! What's there to be embarrassed about! Love between men and women is a natural thing! Besides, you're not completely naked yet!...Haha! Come on...let me take care of the rest!"

To be honest, my current behavior was indeed a bit unusual, even I felt it was somewhat exaggerated. However, the heat in my brain was constantly stimulating my entire nervous system, and even the slightest awakening was destroyed before I could react.

Actually, as the person involved, how could I not know the root cause of this series of unusual actions? It was nothing more than the beautiful scene before me: the older sister's exposure, the younger sister's demureness, and so on... Too many temptations were beckoning me at all times.

The woman's heart was pounding wildly, and the man's blood was surging. The simultaneous presence of two women made the atmosphere even more lewd. Therefore, I decided to create an unimaginable miracle in this rare atmosphere.

"Ah!...No...Brother Chunsheng!...Oh...It's so itchy...Mmm...!" Accompanied by Song Dujuan's soft moans, my tongue swept across her pink neck again and again. Occasionally, I would soothe her little tongue, letting the moist taste spread all over her body.

At the same time, my hands would take advantage of the girl's immersion to work on her. First, I secretly tore off her bra, which was very easy to unhook. Then, before the girl noticed, I kissed one of her nipples without hesitation.

"Ah..."

Too late, in the instant the girl exclaimed, I had already sucked a ripe red grape into my mouth.

"Oh!...Itchy...It's so itchy...Ah...What a strange feeling...Oh...Brother Chunsheng...Why...Why is this...Ah..." Song Dujuan's moans were somewhat disjointed. But I knew her inner thoughts perfectly!

As the saying goes: Good things come to those who wait! This saying is absolutely true.

Under my meticulous care, Song Dujuan's two beautiful breasts grew even fuller. With each heavy breath, the elasticity of her youth fully displayed its allure. And what caught my attention even more than that was her breasts; her vulva, already a prime target, was now damp.

Time seemed to drag on endlessly for me, and my patience was wearing thin. An inner urge compelled me to shift my focus. After a brief encounter with her flat stomach, I knelt down towards Song Dujuan's lower body.

"Brother Chunsheng!... It's swollen!... It's swollen there... No... Ah..." Perhaps instinctively, Song Dujuan seemed to have guessed my intentions. She tried to stop me with her hands, but under the pressure of my overwhelming strength, she ultimately yielded.

And at that very moment, she gave in... Without hesitation, my tongue pressed against the mesh fabric, soaked with her juices. However, that small piece of fabric, barely concealing her feminine features, completely lost its function after being moistened again, leaving its owner utterly naked. Thus, a distinct, uneven groove appeared before me.

Perhaps this was my temporary goal, but not my ultimate objective. And this satisfaction was only just beginning. As the temperature rose, I craved deeper, more intense stimulation. When I ruthlessly lifted that soaked piece of fabric, a triumphant joy quietly crept onto my lips.

This time, I finally got a clear look at Song Dujuan's sacred place. It was indeed slightly different from the first time I saw it. Although the dark pubic hair appeared a little messy under her clothes, its tight and even distribution made me like her type even more. Of course, Aunt Mei and Song Lijuan's "cleanliness" was also my favorite.

However, what attracted my attention most was her vulva. Her large labia majora, without a single hair, seemed no different from her sister's. Only, it lacked the mature woman's allure. Perhaps because she hadn't given birth, Song Dujuan's large labia majora appeared exceptionally tight. Moreover, the two labia minora, tightly wrapped by the large labia majora, were only just peeking out. Without using my hands to separate them, its true appearance was truly difficult to discover.

After this initial glimpse of beauty, I felt a little reluctant to touch it. However, primal desires always take the initiative, leaving no room for further consideration. Even the most perfect peach is ultimately meant to be enjoyed. After this simple reminder, I realized my saliva had somehow ended up in the girl's flower-like room.

"Mmm... Oh... Oh..." From the girl's moans, I knew she seemed to be struggling. Fortunately, her sister was there to support her almost limp body.

So, taking advantage of the opportunity, I used my mouth, tongue, and fingers all at once. Sometimes I would play with her swollen nipples between my fingers, and other times I would insert the tip of my tongue into her dripping honey pot. Occasionally, I would suck on her clitoris and gently sweep it with my tongue, and if that wasn't enough, I would try biting it a few times with my teeth. However, this trick of mine almost cost Song Dujuan her "life." Several times, she nearly urinated, but luckily I controlled the intensity.

"Ugh!...Oh...Brother Chunsheng! It's so itchy...I...I can't hold on anymore...Ah..."

Song Dujuan's cries kept reaching my ears, and her physical changes also caught my attention. Her body, almost limp, looked like it was about to slide down. I knew I needed to arrange a more comfortable position for her.

So, I temporarily abandoned my assault on Song Dujuan. I naturally laid her flat on the messy clothes, then took off her now useless panties, and bent and spread her legs, forming a perfect W shape. Throughout the process, the girl showed no reluctance; on the contrary, under the guidance of me and her sister, she became even more composed and obedient.

Because Song Dujuan's position was so exaggerated, her genitals were also boldly exposed. Her flower-like vulva, covered in milky white fluid, looked extremely lewd under the bright sunlight. Every glimmer of light stirred my heart. Especially the forcibly torn flesh petals, without external help, obediently separated, like a little mouth wanting to eat. It was incredibly cute, making my eyes bloodshot.

Ultimately, the beautiful scene was ruthlessly shattered by me. With a series of "squeaks..." sounds, my large mouth kissed Song Dujuan's petals.

"Ah... Chunsheng-ge... Chunsheng-ge... Ah... Hmm... Hmm..." The panicked heartbeat, the panicked cries, the panicked feelings made the girl even more confused. She didn't know why she was calling out, nor did she know what that feeling was like. Sometimes, she would consciously like it, but sometimes she would resent her own shamelessness. In short, whenever my sensitive tongue swept over her vital parts, she seemed to lose herself, always wanting to cry for help, always yearning. Like swinging on a swing, excitement, stimulation, fear, and anticipation.

Having tasted the forbidden fruit for the first time, Song Dujuan was melting little by little, and every movement and expression she made was observed by her older sister, who stood beside her. Of course, for the older sister, who had already experienced it, all of her younger sister's behavior was normal. At the same time, she could also understand her younger sister's current state of mind. In order to make the tense atmosphere more colorful, Song Lijuan, as the eldest sister, wanted to set a good example for her younger sister.

"Second sister! Is it comfortable?... Come on! Shout out your happiness!... Hehe... Look! How much Chunsheng loves you! I'm even a little jealous! Hehe..."

Song Lijuan's sudden behavior was really surprising. However, I liked her this way, even if she was forcing herself to do it, I could accept it, and I liked it even more. Because we are all changing, from psychology, tradition, morality, and so on... Everything is possible to change.

"Ah... Sister!... You!... Mm..." Before Song Dujuan could even say anything, she was overwhelmed. Her red lips were already covered by her sister's sweet kiss, and it didn't stop there until their little tongues intertwined. It

was too stimulating, too crazy. The hot blood in my body had circulated hundreds of times, bringing endless power with each stroke of my big penis, causing it to swell and tremble. I longed for victory.

Perhaps it was because too much time had passed, and I had lost too much patience. The thought of intercourse kept eroding my brain. I couldn't wait to thrust my big penis into Song Dujuan's wet and juicy honey hole. So, the fantasy gave rise to the impulse, and the impulse involuntarily turned into action.

As a result, I really did lift Song Dujuan's pink legs and put my purplish-red glans into her slippery vaginal opening.

"Ah!... Brother Chunsheng...!" Perhaps all girls would be as surprised as Song Dujuan when they actually faced this moment. Even the man I love is no exception; this is something I've always done with practiced ease.

"Hehe!...What? Is my little Dujuan scared?...Hehe! Come on! Let Brother Chunsheng pamper you, and in a little while, you'll become a little fairy!" Preparatory work is still necessary; it's the least a man can do to comfort a girl. After all, chivalry is a man's principle.

Sure enough, my little comforting words were accepted by Song Dujuan. However, her older sister, Song Lijuan, stopped me from proceeding.

"Brother Chunsheng! Don't rush!...Second sister is still a virgin; her body can't withstand your first time. As the saying goes, haste makes waste!...Hehe! How about I serve you first, and then you can pamper your second sister properly?" Song Lijuan's words were a good reminder.

So, I mentally agreed to her suggestion. However, considering the current atmosphere, I decided to add a little more flavor to the beginning of our lovemaking.

"Haha... Alright! ... Looks like my little Lijuan can't wait any longer! ... Hmph... Fine! Anyway, I can't lose one. Today I'll fuck the big one first, and then... Hehe! Second sister! Wait a minute! I'll fuck you after I'm done with your sister! Hahaha..."

Amidst the lewd laughter, I withdrew from Song Dujuan's crotch. Then, I pressed the utterly submissive Song Lijuan down next to her sister.

Perhaps because my words were too explicit, they aroused the dissatisfaction of the two sisters, but they didn't blame me. Instead, they tried their best to refute me, wanting to regain some face. Especially Song Lijuan, who had suffered too much, she was clearly thinking of her sister, but I portrayed it as something else entirely. However, she wanted to explain herself, but unfortunately, I always managed to steal the opportunity. This made her shout loudly, "Brother Chunsheng! You're bad...you're bad...I didn't...humph...I'm so angry..."

It wasn't even noon yet, but the scorching sun was already relentlessly blazing.

Under the blazing sun, enveloped in sweltering heat, what kind of feeling is it to travel in such drowsy weather? Those who haven't experienced it can hardly understand the feeling. However, in this sweltering heat where even dogs wouldn't leave their homes, there were still people who didn't care and kept walking. Such courage and perseverance are truly admirable.

This was the only path leading to Liujiawan. Two figures, one tall and one short, appeared on the path. Perhaps due to the long journey, their steps were somewhat unsteady.

"Mom, how much further do we have to go? It seems endless! It's exhausting!"

The speaker was a boy of about thirteen or fourteen, not very tall but quite large, with a round head and chubby body. His big, ox-like eyes darted around constantly, revealing him to be a clever and mischievous boy full of cunning.

The chubby boy hadn't walked far before he started complaining again, "It's all Mom's fault! I told you to hurry, but you wouldn't listen. Now look what's happened, the bus has left, and in this awful weather, we're going to die of heatstroke if we don't just walk. It's torture! I don't know when we'll get to Grandma's. This road is so long, it never seems to end. I'm so tired, so exhausted!"

The chubby boy kept complaining as he walked. Beside him was a young woman dressed in country clothes, clearly the chubby boy's mother. Because of their shared heritage, the woman looked exactly like her son.

However, although this woman was a bit plump, her muscles were remarkably well-developed, and her limbs were agile and nimble, giving her a nimble appearance, without any of the clumsiness often associated with overweight people. For a large, full-figured woman, such a physique was quite rare.

The weather was extremely hot, and the woman's face was covered in sweat. Her already rosy, round face, with a thin layer of transparent beads of sweat, resembled a ripe apple.

The woman wiped the sweat from her face and said, "Miaomiao, don't be unreasonable. I haven't finished my farm work, so of course I can't just leave. Besides, we're staying at Grandma's tonight. If we don't feed the pigs properly, they'll be starving when we come back tomorrow. Wouldn't we be the ones who suffer? The car has left, so what's there to complain about? We farmers, do we care about walking ten or twenty miles? It's a shame you're a boy, unable to endure even a little hardship. Although I'm a woman, I'm much stronger than you. If people knew you were like this, they'd laugh their heads off."

The chubby boy named Miaomiao was sweating profusely, so he simply took off his undershirt, leaving him in only a red vest. Because the vest was too small, his muscles were taut.

The woman said, "Let me help you with your clothes."

Miaomiao waved his hand and said, "No need, I'll carry them myself." As he spoke, he waved the undershirt in his hand.

The woman laughed, "Watch where you're going, be careful not to trample on the saplings."

Miao Miao asked, "Mom, are you hot?"

The woman wiped the sweat from her face, "Silly child, I'm human too, how can I not be hot?"

Miao Miao laughed inexplicably, looking strange, like a little fox with a head full of wicked thoughts.

He waved his undershirt a few times, then suddenly stopped. The woman asked, "Why did you stop?"

Miao Miao walked up to his mother, looked her up and down, and said seriously, "Mom, since you're hot, why don't you take off your clothes like I do? Wouldn't that be cooler?"

The woman pinched her son's chubby face and scolded with a laugh, "You naughty boy, what nonsense are you talking about? Do you think I'm like you ,

taking off my clothes whenever I want?"

Miao Miao looked at his mother's bulging chest, soaked with sweat, her clothes clinging to her body as if pulled from water, further emphasizing the height and fullness of her breasts.

Miao Miao, thinking himself clever, said, "Oh! I know, Mother must be afraid of being seen. That's easy, let's go to that grove of trees up ahead. It's cool and quiet there, Mother can take off her clothes and wipe her sweat without worry, I guarantee no one will see."

The woman lightly tapped her son's head, "Aren't you human?" Miao Miao was taken aback, unsure how to respond.

The woman wiped the sweat from her brow and said, "I'm very happy that you care about your mother! However, I can't just take off my clothes like that." Miao Miao wanted to ask more, but the woman stopped him, saying, "I know what you're thinking. You want to ask why I can't take off my clothes like you, right?" Miao Miao nodded. The woman smiled and said, "You're fourteen years old this year, how can you not understand the difference between men and women? I'm a woman, so naturally I can't act as casually as you men." Miao

Miao, of course, knew the difference between men and women. He simply couldn't understand why his mother was being so awkward, thinking to himself, "I'm your own son, not a stranger, what's there to be ashamed of?" He thought of Xiao Lanzi and thought, "My mother's courage is far inferior to Xiao Lanzi's."

The woman looked at her bewildered son and suddenly realized she shouldn't have brought up such sensitive topics. Her round face turned red, and she said awkwardly, "Let's not talk about these things. You're still young, and it's not convenient for your mother to say more. You'll understand when you grow up. Let's go, or it'll be very late when we get to Grandma's."

The mother and son continued their journey under the scorching sun...

Miao Miao, still childlike at heart, did one strange thing after another along the way. He clenched his fists tightly, his elbows tucked in, making his two chubby arms unusually strong. Seeing her son's innocent and carefree nature, the woman said with a half-scolding, half-joking tone, "You'll be going to high school next year, and you're still acting like this. When we get to Grandma's, she'll have to discipline you properly, otherwise this little rascal will be left unchecked."

Miao Miao snorted, "Mom, you're probably going to be disappointed. Grandma always praises me for being obedient, honest, and quite cute...

Would Grandma bear to scold such a precious darling?"

Seeing her son's smug and self-praising expression, the woman laughed so hard she bent over, "Haha! You little rascal... precious darling? Honest? Quite cute? I'm telling you, Miao Miao, don't..." What makes you happy? When did grandma say such a thing? "

Miao Miao stared at a pair of bull's eyes and said unconvinced: "What didn't you say? Mom, you have just forgotten it. Grandma often said that I have a fat head, a good body, and a good temperament like my father! She also said that it was too late to hurt me. If she wasn’t her darling, would grandma say this?

The woman couldn't help laughing and said: "You are really not shy. There is no one like you. A mouse fell into the scale and weighed

himself!"

Miaomiao retorted: "Mom, are you very good?" Mom is like Zhu Bajie looking in the mirror..."

"Little rascal, what are you talking about? Besides, I hope your mother doesn’t beat you up. "The woman interrupted her son angrily.

Miao Miao said petulantly, "Why can you say it but I can't say it back?"

The woman replied, "The 'mouse falling into the scales—weighing itself' is a proverb, meaning to boast. Is that wrong? How could you say your mother is like Pigsy looking in the mirror without thinking? You naughty boy! You must deserve a beating!"

Miao Miao giggled, "Pigsy looking in the mirror is also a proverb."

The woman was both amused and exasperated by her son. "You're always causing trouble. Pigsy looking in the mirror means that no matter how Pigsy looks in the mirror, he's always caught in the middle. Are you trying to say your mother isn't human?"

Miao Miao hadn't thought of that, but he wouldn't admit defeat, so he acted spoiled, saying, "You said it yourself, Mother, don't wrong me."

The woman said, "You clearly said your mother is like Pigsy looking in the mirror just now, and now you want to go back on your word?"

Miao Miao couldn't deny it and argued, "I did say Pigsy looking in the mirror, but I didn't say..." "Mother is caught in the middle, and besides, the mirror Pigsy used to look in is a treasure! It can turn ugly into beautiful, and beautiful into even more beautiful. Think about it, even someone as ugly as Pigsy would look in the mirror, why? Isn't it just to look a little prettier? Mother is already beautiful, and now with a mirror, she can look even more beautiful. Wouldn't it be a pity not to try? I originally meant to say 'Mother looks even more beautiful in the mirror,' but I accidentally blurted out 'Pigsy looking in the mirror,' but what I meant was, Mother is Mother, and Pigsy is Pigsy. The two have absolutely nothing to do with each other. Mother, please don't mistake one for the other and wrong an innocent person."

Her son's absurd and distorted logic left the woman unable to scold him, so she could only chide him, "You naughty Miaomiao, you have no other skills, all you know how to do is use your cleverness to fool people."

Miaomiao puffed out his chest and said proudly, "Am I wrong?"

The woman was amused by her son and couldn't help but pinch his chubby cheek. Miao Miao winced as her face was twisted, shook off her mother's hand, and said indignantly, "Mom, you're going too far! Why do you keep twisting my face? It hurts!"

The woman smiled apologetically. Miao Miao muttered, "I don't understand what you're thinking. You're always abusing our son. Sometimes I really wonder if he's even your son."

The woman chuckled and scolded, "Nonsense! Who said you weren't my son? You're so young, yet you're already acting like a brat. I just twisted him a little and you yell and scream, saying I'm abusing you. You're getting more and more outrageous."

Miao Miao rubbed his sore cheek. "Isn't that right? You keep twisting me, isn't that abuse? I may be a little chubby, but that's not my fault. Is being cute a crime? Who told you to..." "Feed me like a pig? Eating three meals a day without stopping, no wonder I'm fat!"

The woman was speechless at her son's seemingly plausible but ultimately flawed reasoning, and couldn't help but become angry and embarrassed. "You brat, when have I ever fed you like a pig? You want to eat, what does it have to do with me? Are you trying to use this as an excuse to vent your anger on me? You think it hurts so much just from a few twists? Do you have to whine and scream like a pig being slaughtered? Fine!

I'll let you twist a few times, to settle things, so you won't say I'm abusing you."

Miao Miao's eyes gleamed with barely perceptible lust as he stared intently at his mother's swollen breasts.

Just then, a cattle driver walked by. Seeing the mother and child, he chuckled and said, "Heh! Where did you take your darling out today, Aunt Tian? Ugh, this weather is unbearably hot. Oh! So much stuff! It must be good stuff. Can you eat it? Hey, chubby boy, you're too fat. You can't eat anymore. Uncle Wang will eat all this for you."

Miao Miao snorted, "What's it to you whether I'm fat or not? It's none of your business! This stuff was made by Mom for Grandma. You're not anyone to me, why should I give it to you?"

The cattle driver was embarrassed by Miao Miao's sharp retort. He had only wanted to tease the little one and have some fun, but instead, he had been put in an awkward position and was quite disappointed.

Seeing her son's rudeness, Aunt Tian was both embarrassed and annoyed. She scolded, "Miaomiao, how can you talk like that? You have no manners at all! How have I taught you? Hurry up and apologize to Uncle Wang!"

The cattle driver, seeing Miaomiao ignoring his mother, knew that staying any longer would only make things more awkward. So he forced a smile and said, "Aunt Tian, don't scold him anymore. He's still just a child. Are you going back to your parents' home?"

Aunt Tian nodded. The cattle driver grabbed the rope and pulled a few times, then slapped the ox's rump with a branch, saying, "Then I won't bother you any longer. This awful weather is unbearably hot. You should hurry on your way; the road will be even harder to travel at noon."

Aunt Tian said to her son, who was squatting by the roadside picking flowers, "Miaomiao, why don't you come and say goodbye to Uncle Wang?"

Miaomiao snorted and continued picking wildflowers as if nothing had happened. The cattle driver, realizing he was being rude, smiled awkwardly, whipped the ox, and drove away. This time, Aunt Tian was truly angry. She strode forward, snatched the wildflowers from her son's hand, threw them on the ground, and scolded, "Tian Miaomiao, you're getting more and more outrageous! How can you have no manners at all? How have I always taught you? Do you think ignoring people makes you strong-willed? People will only laugh at you for having no upbringing. Aren't you making your mother lose face?"

Miaomiao picked up the wildflowers, brushed off the dust, stood up, and said angrily, "I'm not a cow. Why did he say I was just taking a stroll?"

Aunt Tian wanted to laugh, thinking, "So that's what made this kid unhappy." Knowing the reason, her anger subsided somewhat. She said, "Even if Uncle Wang was wrong, you can't be so impolite."

Miao Miao retorted, "Where was I impolite? I didn't say anything. He just knew he was in the wrong and felt awkward. What does it have to do with me?"

Aunt Tian was at a loss with her son and could only say, "Even if you're right, Uncle Wang wasn't entirely wrong. At least he greeted you."

Miao Miao said unhappily, "Calling me 'fat boy' counts as a greeting? According to you, Mother, if he calls you 'fat Aunt Tian,' that's a greeting too. Would you be happy then?"

Aunt Tian hadn't expected her son to outwit her, and she was a little... Displeased, her face darkened. "Nonsense! Where am I fat? How dare you call me a fat woman?"

Miao Miao knew he had hit his mother's sore spot. Luckily, he was quick-witted. He walked over with a grin, tucked a flower into his mother's hair, and said, "Not fat, not fat. Where am I fat? I'm not fat at all, I'm just plump, right?"

Aunt Tian was pleased to hear this, and her anger subsided. She grabbed her son's arm, wiped the sweat from his face, and said affectionately, "You naughty Miao Miao, when did you learn to be so glib?"

Miao Miao touched his mother's sweaty, round face and muttered to himself, "Look closely, Mom is a little fat." Aunt Tian smiled with a hint of reproach, glaring at him. Miao Miao immediately changed his tune with a grin, "Sigh! If Mom is considered fat, then there are no fat people in the world."

Although Aunt Tian knew her son wasn't being honest, she was still quite pleased. She twisted her son's arm, half-laughing and half-scolding, saying, "Tian Miaomiao, I'm warning you! If you dare say I'm fat again, I'll definitely beat you!" She couldn't help but burst into laughter at the end.

"Mom, can we rest here for a bit? I'm so tired I can't walk anymore."

Miaomiao saw a large banyan tree by the roadside, with several neatly stacked large bluestone slabs under it. Not wanting to continue, he pretended to be tired.

Stacked stone slabs under a large tree are a common sight in the countryside. Farmers who have worked in the fields all like to gather under the trees to rest and chat after a day's work.

Miaomiao plopped down on the bluestone slabs and refused to get up again.

Seeing her son covered in sweat, Aunt Tian felt very sorry for him. Besides, fat people are afraid of the heat, and with her own weight, sweating made her feel sticky and uncomfortable. To be honest, after traveling such a long distance, not only Miaomiao, but she herself felt uncomfortable too.

"That's fine, let's rest here for a while before we leave." Aunt Tian said, putting her basket down on the bluestone slab and sitting down, panting.

Miao Miao was a lazybones who loved to eat and sleep, but also a troublemaker who couldn't stay still for even a moment. She couldn't help but stir things up as soon as she sat down.

As Aunt Tian wiped her sweat, she saw her son lift the floral cloth covering the basket, preparing to take out the food inside. She angrily slapped him, scolding, "You glutton, what are you trying to do now? Your hands are all dirty; how will you bring the food to Grandma if you ruin it?"

Miao Miao rubbed her hand, which had been slapped by her mother, and pouted, saying, "Mom, you're wrong. Life is better now; Grandma's family has everything. Why are you making such a huge pile of food? Can Grandma finish it all?"

Aunt Tian wiped the sweat from her son's face with a handkerchief, then cleaned the dirt from his hands, saying, "Life is better now, but we can't abandon our customs. When a married daughter returns to her parents' home, if she doesn't bring some homemade food, her family will laugh at her. How can I let others laugh at your grandma?"

Aunt Tian was covered in sweat; her blue cotton undershirt with white floral patterns clung to her body, revealing her full, prominent breasts.

Smelling the slightly sweet and sour scent of his mother's sweat, Miao Miao felt a little lost. He had never felt his mother's body scent so closely before.

Watching his mother's rapidly rising and falling chest, Miao Miao suddenly thought, "What's the difference between Mom's breasts and Xiao Lan's? Mom's breasts are so big, much prettier than Xiao Lan's flat breasts."

Filled with curiosity about breasts, Miao Miao felt an irresistible urge and couldn't help but reach out and touch his mother's chest, feeling those two plump, tender mounds of flesh. They were wet and slippery to the touch; a gentle touch revealed the soft, elastic texture of her flesh… Due to the hot weather, her body temperature had risen, making Aunt Tian's body feel somewhat hot.

Miao Miao felt an indescribable excitement and stimulation from his successful touch, thinking to himself, "Mom's breasts are so big! Xiao Lan's breasts are so small and hard, not comfortable at all. Mom's breasts are so good, soft and fun."

Aunt Tian was intently combing her son's hair, completely unprepared for his sudden attack. Only when her breast was firmly grasped did she realize what was happening. Shocked and ashamed, she was furious, her eyes wide with rage as she shouted, "You little rascal, what are you doing?"

Miao Miao, lost in his own world, was startled by his mother's angry shout and abruptly withdrew his hand from her breast. He dared not look his mother in the eye, yet he could feel her anger. Ashamed and embarrassed, he lowered his head, beads of sweat the size of soybeans dripping from his face, falling to the ground and seeping into the dry, cracked earth.

Aunt Tian's anger hadn't subsided. From childhood to adulthood, she had never suffered such humiliation. Her breasts, apart from her husband, had never been touched by any other man. Although Miao Miao was still a boy, he was, after all, a fourteen-year-old boy. There was a difference between men and women; even if it were her own son, she would never allow him to treat her so lightly.

A woman's intense sense of shame made Aunt Tian feel utterly ashamed. Her eyes blazed with anger as she shouted, "Tian Miaomiao, tell me, where did you learn such wicked thoughts? Who taught you to be so shameless and vulgar? Speak up!

If you don't, don't blame your mother for being rude!"

Miaomiao, already embarrassed, felt even more humiliated by his mother's harsh rebuke. Enraged, his natural stubbornness erupted. His cheeks flushed red, he glared at his mother and retorted loudly, "How am I vulgar? Everyone says that women with big eyes must have big breasts..."

His words only added fuel to the fire. Before he could finish, Aunt Tian was already furious. Her face turned from red to purple, then from purple to black… Her fists clenched tightly as she shouted, “Shut up! How dare you say such vulgar things? You’re getting more and more outrageous! You dare to say such shameless things to your mother and do such filthy things! Do you even know what shame is? If you dare say that again, I’ll beat you up!”

Miao Miao was the kind of person who wouldn’t respond well to force. Although she knew she had done wrong, knowing something was wrong and admitting it were two different things. Aunt Tian’s words had been too definitive, leaving him with no way out. He had no choice but to stubbornly argue with his mother.

Although Aunt Tian tried everything, once Miao Miao got stubborn, even the emperor couldn't control him. He stood with his hands on his hips, glaring at his mother, and retorted defiantly, "I'm not wrong! Everyone says so, how can you blame me? I just wanted to verify if women with big eyes necessarily have big nipples. Is that wrong?

Who told you to have such big eyes? I was curious and wanted to verify it, is that wrong? You always say such sweet things, but now I know you don't care about me at all. What love! What darling! It's all lies! I'll never believe you again!" Miao

Miao's twisted logic infuriated Aunt Tian to the point of almost vomiting blood. She never imagined that her son, on whom she had placed so much hope, would be so unreasonable and shameless. Heartbroken and disappointed, she couldn't suppress her anger. Her eyes blazing with fury, she shouted, "You little rascal! Where did you learn to be so useless? You do something wrong, yet you try to argue and sophistry, refusing to admit your mistakes and resorting to sophistry. What use is a shameless wretch like you?

Get out! I don't have a son as shameless and despicable as you!"

A crisp slap followed, and five clear finger marks from her mother immediately appeared on Miao Miao's face.

Miao Miao's ears rang, his mind went blank, and he stared blankly at his mother, as if searching for the answer to the blow.

His cheeks burned, but his heart ached even more. From childhood to adulthood, his mother had never truly scolded him, and beating him like this was unprecedented. Tears of grievance welled in Miao Miao's eyes, but he stubbornly held them back, refusing to let them fall.

Seeing his mother's face contorted with anger, Miao Miao felt terrified. His mind was filled with horrible thoughts: "My mother hit me; my mother no longer loves me." Overwhelmed with pain and despair, he covered his swollen face and ran away.

Aunt Tian, in a fit of rage, hit her son, then immediately regretted it. She had always cherished this precious son, holding him like a precious gem. How could her son, who had always been protected and loved by her, bear being beaten?

Aunt Tian was completely disoriented, her mind a jumbled mess, unable to make sense of it all. Her heart ached; she was filled with fear. She regretted her impulsiveness, hated herself for being so proud, for arguing with a fourteen-year-old child…

Aunt Tian was no longer angry with her son; she kept searching for reasons to forgive his mistake.

"Miao Miao is still young, he didn't understand things for a moment. I should have guided him gently. How could I have hit him without even knowing why? This child must be very sad."

Aunt Tian would never forget the coldness and despair in Miao Miao's eyes, those eyes filled with resentment. She was filled with fear, afraid that her son's heart would leave her forever. She couldn't live without her son; Miaomiao was her whole life, her very being. Life without him would be like the end of the world for her.

"Miaomiao, where are you going? Come back quickly, Mom won't scold you. Come back! Miaomiao can't leave, Mom can't live without you. Miaomiao, come back, Mom will apologize to you, okay? It's all Mom's fault for hitting Miaomiao, please don't hate Mom, okay? Miaomiao, come back quickly, Mom has something to tell you..."

Watching her son run further and further away, Aunt Tian panicked, no longer caring about pride or face, and quickly chased after him, finally managing to grab him.

Miaomiao struggled incessantly, trying to break free from his mother's grasp. Her son's stubbornness chilled Aunt Tian's heart; Miaomiao turned his head away, refusing to look at his mother or let her see his red and swollen cheeks.

Aunt Tian gripped her son's hand tightly, not daring to loosen her grip for a moment. She knew that the slightest mishap would cause an irreparable misunderstanding between mother and son. She feared losing her son's heart; she couldn't afford to miss this best opportunity to explain.

Aunt Tian pulled her son closer, letting him sit beside her. She took out a clean handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat from his face. Seeing the large, red and dark bump on Miao Miao's face, her heart ached as if being torn apart, and tears streamed down her face like broken pearls.

Miao Miao completely ignored his mother's pain, shaking his head incessantly, refusing to let his mother soothe the wound on his face. Aunt Tian had no choice but to stop, looking at her son with tears in her eyes, almost choking back sobs as she asked, "Miao Miao, do you still blame your mother?" Miao Miao remained silent

, his expression cold.

Aunt Tian wiped away her tears and sighed, "I know how Miaomiao feels, but does Miaomiao know how I feel?

My heart aches so much, like it's being cut by a knife. Do you know that?"

Aunt Tian picked up a tear-stained handkerchief, wanting to stroke her son's swollen face. Although she knew this wouldn't do much to ease his pain, it was the only way she could express her guilt to him.

However, her hand, holding the handkerchief, stopped halfway. She wasn't afraid of being rejected again, but she was afraid that her careless touch would aggravate her son's wound.

Seeing her son's expression gradually calm down, Aunt Tian then gently pressed the wound. Her movements were careful and gentle, afraid of accidentally worsening her son's pain.

"I know Miaomiao hates his mother, because I've never hit you like this before,"

Miaomiao said, puffing out his cheeks, listening silently to his mother's explanation.

Aunt Tian, unaware of her son's thoughts, sighed and continued, "It hurts a mother to be slapped like this. This slap hurts me more than Miaomiao. Miaomiao, don't blame me for being heartless. I'm very angry today because I'm heartbroken and disappointed. I've always had high hopes for you, Miaomiao, but I never imagined you would say such shameless things and do such vulgar things to me today. I'm so heartbroken. At that moment, I didn't want to live anymore because I had no hope left."

Miaomiao listened quietly to his mother's heartfelt confession. His hardened heart was slowly softened by her tenderness, but he, still stubbornly clinging to his pride, pouted and pretended to be unhappy.

No one knows a son better than his mother. The subtle yet genuine change in her son's expression did not escape her keen observation.

Knowing her son was no longer resisting her, Aunt Tian finally felt relieved and asked with concern, "Does your face still hurt? Let Mom see, okay? It's all my fault, I didn't know my own strength and hurt Miao Miao. I feel so guilty."

Miao Miao's eyes were moist, tears welling up. He didn't want his mother to see his weakness, so he turned away. The sensitive Aunt Tian thought her son was still angry with her and was momentarily at a loss. Controlled by her son's emotional changes, she knew he was her nemesis, a fate she could never escape.

At this moment, Aunt Tian had no airs or dignity left; her only wish was to make her son happy. As long as he was happy, she would do anything, even humble herself.

After saying a lot of sweet words that she would normally find difficult to say, Miao Miao finally turned around. Although he was still silent, Aunt Tian was overjoyed, the heavy weight on her heart finally lifted. However, when she saw her son's red and swollen cheeks... Unable to contain her anger, she blamed herself again, wishing Miaomiao would slap her a few times to ease the unbearable guilt in her heart.

Aunt Tian was a rational person; of course, she wouldn't actually let her son slap her. After the initial impulse subsided, her emotions gradually calmed down. She reached out and gently stroked her son's wound, asking softly, "Does it still hurt?"

Miaomiao didn't answer, then suddenly shook off his mother's hand. Aunt Tian didn't understand why her son had changed his mind so suddenly, and was momentarily at a loss.

"So, Mother admits she was wrong?"

Aunt Tian, who had been worried and unsure what to do, breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing her son's words. She gently stroked her son's wound again, saying softly, "It was Mother's fault. Mother knows she was wrong. Mother now formally apologizes to Miaomiao… Mother knows that Miaomiao is a magnanimous person and will definitely not hold a grudge, Miaomiao, don't you agree?"

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