【Betel Nut Beauty - A Short Story】(Prologue, Chapter 1: The Awakening of Ignorant Youth)

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Prologue:

1998 was truly a year of disaster!

The Southeast Asian financial crisis raged on, leaving the once-proud Four Asian Tigers

battered and bruised , licking their bloodied wounds.

Large-scale anti-Chinese riots erupted in Indonesia, with tens of thousands of ethnic Chinese subjected to organized abuse and murder, and hundreds of

thousands of displaced Indonesian Chinese flooding into Taiwan.

My family also underwent a dramatic change: my 38-year-old father

lost his job as a taxi driver—a job he'd held for over a decade—in a car accident (well, he hit someone else). To pay compensation and to prevent him from going to jail,

we had to sell our new house, which we'd only lived in for two years; my 18-year-old sister was about to graduate from vocational high school but still unemployed;

and my 36-year-old stay-at-home mother had to carefully manage her meager savings to cover the family's daily

expenses. As for me, although I was a boy, what could a junior high school student do?

The world suffered, and so did my family!

Thankfully, things weren't completely hopeless. With the help of my dad's good friend, Uncle Hai, our family temporarily rented Uncle Hai's ancestral home.

Our whole family (excluding me, of course, as I still had to study) partnered with Uncle Hai in a small business.

No one told me what kind of business it was; perhaps everyone felt it wasn't necessary to tell a middle school student. All I knew was that my dad was

in charge of purchasing the goods, my mom and sister were in charge of sales, and Uncle Hai provided the capital and the premises.

As the business took off, new changes occurred at home: my dad had to go to purchase goods early every day, and by

the time I woke up, he was already out the door; my sister worked the day shift, and I didn't know what time she started, but she would usually

see me around 8 pm before heading out again to enjoy her vibrant nightlife; my mom worked the night shift,

preparing dinner for me in the evening before going to Uncle Hai's shop to prepare for work, often working until the early hours of the morning, thankfully my dad would come back with her

; and as for me, besides studying even better, I learned to heat up dinner, make breakfast, do laundry,

fold blankets , and take care of myself.

That year, I was 14 years old, and I felt like I had grown up…

Betel Nut Beauty – Xiaowen's Story

Chapter One: The Awakening of a Na?ve Youth

These past few days I've been a little troubled. I have a small problem with my body, specifically,

a problem with my penis. It swells up from time to time while I sleep. It doesn't hurt or itch, but it's very uncomfortable. Now, in the morning,

it's not the alarm clock that wakes me up, but my hard penis that wakes me up. I suspect I might be

sick , but after I release my morning urine, my penis returns to normal, and there's

nothing wrong with the rest of my body.

I can't ask my friends about this, because last summer during a group urination session, they

noticed my penis was bigger than theirs, and I was teased by them for over a month. Now I have to sneak around

alone when I need to urinate.

Searching online is a good idea, but we don't have a computer at home, so we haven't gotten internet access. Going to an internet cafe? I'm a good boy, not even an adult yet, and I don't want the internet cafes to close down.

Besides, I don't have any money.

I asked my parents, but because of their work, I rarely even saw them. Asking my sister was

out of the question; she's a wild child, she won't come home until the wee hours of the morning.

What to do? Wait, I'm a good student, right? I'll find some books to study, maybe that'll help me

figure it out. Taking advantage of a quiet time at the school library, I secretly borrowed a few physiology books and

started studying at home. But even after flipping through the books several times, I still didn't understand. I only learned some more

terms: "puberty," "penis," "scrotum," "breast," "vagina

," "clitoris," and other words starting with "yin." But what I wanted to know was

why was swollen, and none of these books mentioned it.

With a sigh, I dejectedly grabbed my bag, stuffed the few useless physiology books inside, and took out my timetable

to prepare for tomorrow's lessons. Physiology class! My eyes lit up. Maybe tomorrow the teacher will explain it to me

clearly. Thinking of this, I quickly took out the physiology books, carefully read and compared them, and meticulously made

pre-study notes.

I slept soundly all night; the effort I put in before bed kept me thinking about penises and

words starting with the character for "yin" all night.

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The next day, my thirst for physiology knowledge made me lose interest in other classes, and I eagerly awaited the bell to ring. Finally, the exciting physiology class 　　began

with the teacher's heavenly greeting … 　　… 　　"Ding-a-ling…" The bell rang, and my long-awaited physiology class was over; time seemed so short. Looking at the physiology teacher—Confucius—closing his lesson plan and preparing to leave, I wanted nothing more than 　　to grab a chair and smash it against his bald head. What kind of lesson was that? It was just rote memorization! May you die from your blunder after stepping down from the platform, may you be struck by lightning outside, may you just leave like that, and I still won't understand why my little 　　chicken is swollen! You're misleading students! Heaven is blind! 　　That hateful Confucius still left the classroom peacefully. Looking out the window, the sky is clear and blue. The scene of being struck by lightning can only happen in my dreams. 　　Reflecting on this lesson, I did gain something; at least I learned what "the greater the expectation, the greater the disappointment" means. 　　********************************************************************************** 　　In the evening, feeling incredibly depressed, I listlessly went through my daily routine: heating up food, eating, washing dishes, doing homework . After finishing my homework, I turned on the TV and sat on the sofa, idly changing channels. 　　"Knock knock knock," 　　someone knocked on the door—no, someone kicked the door. Who could it be? Could it be the Big Bad Wolf? I'm just a little white rabbit . To answer the door or not to answer it, that is the question. 　　"Knock knock knock, knock knock knock" 　　Just as I was hesitating whether to answer the door or not, the urgent kicking sounded again, followed by a clear shout .

"Little brother, open the door quickly, help me with my things." It was my older sister. I quickly opened the door and saw that her

hands and even shoulders were covered with shopping bags, and her handbag was hanging around her neck.

As I helped my sister carry most of the shopping bags, I said, "Sis, you bought so much!

Was there a big sale at the mall?"

My sister put the remaining shopping bags on the floor, changed into slippers, and said, "I'm not that lucky.

These are all work clothes that Uncle Hai bought for me and Mom." Seeing that I was about to open a shopping bag

to look inside, she snatched it away and tapped my head, saying, "Little boy, you can't just look at girls' things!"

I covered my head and dodged, saying, "It's just work clothes, what's wrong with looking at them?"

My sister threw the shopping bags and handbag next to the sofa, then collapsed onto it like a corpse, saying, "I'm exhausted!

I told you, you little boy don't understand!"

I sat down at my sister's feet, dissatisfied, and said, "I'm not a little boy anymore, I'm a big boy. I'm 14

years old now, and I'm almost as tall as you." After saying that, I mischievously

tickled the sole of my sister's foot where she had kicked off her slippers.

"Ouch!" My sister, caught off guard by my sneak attack, reacted with a knee-jerk reaction, then kicked me,

swearing , "You're not a little boy? Has your little penis grown all its pubic hair yet?"

Hearing her swear, I suddenly remembered that the first time I heard the word "little penis" was from

her .

It was when I was about 11 years old, once, my mother was giving me a bath, and to save time, my sister was also soaking in the bathtub

waiting to be rinsed. When my mother was washing my penis, my sister, who was leaning over the edge of the tub, "pfft,"

and laughed, saying, "Little brother's little penis is so fun." My mother paused, then quickly finished washing me.

That was the last time my mother bathed me, and the first time I learned that the thing I used to pee was called a

"little penis."

Since my sister knew what it was called back then, maybe she also knew why my penis was swollen.

Thinking of this, it was like finding a solution to the problem. I quickly leaned over the armrest of the sofa near my sister's head

, and said with a fawning face, "Yes, yes, I'm still a little boy and don't know anything. I need

your kind and intelligent sister to teach me."

As expected of my sister who watched me grow up, she didn't even need to open her eyes. Just from her tone, she knew I needed her help. She

immediately put on

airs and said lazily, "It's not impossible for this heroine to teach you, but there are conditions. First, give me a shoulder and back massage. If you do a good job, this heroine will teach you."

I immediately said, "No problem. I guarantee that you'll want to enjoy it again after the first time."

After saying that I earnestly started pushing, rolling, kneading, grasping, pressing, rubbing, and patting on my sister's shoulders and back,

making her groan like a little pig.

After massaging me carefully for over ten minutes, I said breathlessly, "Sis... are you satisfied? My

... technique was pretty good, wasn't it?"

My sister said comfortably, "Yes, I did my best. I'm very satisfied. What's wrong?"

I immediately stopped, squatted down beside the sofa, and said seriously, "Sis, I have a little health problem."

Hearing this, my sister immediately opened her eyes, sat up straight, looked me up and down, and calmly

waited for me to continue.

Oh! I think I startled my sister. I know that the calmer she appears on the surface, the more nervous she is inside.

After all, I watched her grow up—no, she watched me grow up.

I quickly sat down next to my sister and comforted her, "Don't be nervous, sis, it's nothing serious, just

some I don't know if it's good or bad."

Hearing this, my sister immediately smacked my head, saying sternly, "You scared me to death! I thought

something , you little rascal!"

"Don't hit me, don't hit me, don't make your precious little brother stupid, I'm sorry," I pleaded, covering my head to avoid my sister's

"abuse."

Only after my sister had vented her shock did she stop her "abuse" on me. She bent her legs and crossed them

under her buttocks, leaning against the back of the sofa, propping her head up with her arm, and asked, "Tell me, what's wrong?"

I also crossed my legs to face my sister and said seriously, "Sis, it's just that… these past few days, when I sleep,

my little penis has inexplicably swelled up. It doesn't hurt, just a little uncomfortable. I looked it up in

physiology books, but they only talked about things like the penis, scrotum, clitoris, and vagina,

just text without any illustrations." But there was no explanation about the penis. Today, that wretched physiology

teacher—Confucius—just read from the textbook without any models; I had absolutely

no what he was talking about. Then I remembered that I first heard the word "penis" from you when I was little, so I

thought, "My clever and insightful sister, you can answer my clumsy question. Please, sister

, take the trouble to teach me! I'm begging you!" After saying this, I bowed to my sister, then sat up straight,

held my breath, and prepared to listen to her explanation.

(To be continued)

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