Before his wife was killed

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I left my small mountain village in Weinan at eighteen and worked hard for many years, carrying bricks and washing dishes, enduring countless hardships. Finally, I made a name for myself in Shanghai, owning a house and a car, with money in the bank, and marrying a beautiful wife, making countless people envious.
Even Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Chu, said, "Wealth and honor are not returned to one's hometown, like wearing brocade at night." I, an ordinary person, am no exception. Unfortunately, I've been busy with other matters for the past two years and have had to spend the Spring Festival in Shanghai.
This year, I finished my work at the company early and was already on my way home before the Lunar New Year. The trunk was full of things my wife had bought for the whole family. People say that I must have accumulated eight generations of good karma to marry my wife. Not only is she beautiful, but she's also a capable homemaker and treats my family exceptionally well. Although we live far away in Shanghai, she always buys things for us to bring back. My little nephew even likes his stepmother more than his own mother.
My fellow villager from Weinan and I took turns driving. The journey was tiring, but my wife in the back seat was in high spirits, constantly asking questions.
My wife is a typical Suzhou beauty, about 1.67 meters tall, with a well-proportioned figure, fair skin, possessing both the petite and graceful beauty of a woman from Jiangnan, yet also a fuller figure—perfectly proportioned in all the right places. Add to that her pretty, slightly chubby face and the natural blush hidden beneath her snow-white skin, and she could attract men's attention no matter what she wore.
I just gave a casual answer. Although my fellow villager didn't dare say anything with me beside him, it was a man's instinct to answer any question in front of a beautiful woman. Since marrying my wife, I've experienced this many times. Although it's a little unpleasant, I know I can't blame him; after all, my wife is so beautiful. I felt a secret sense of pride.
"Do you slaughter a pig for the New Year?" My wife grew up in the city, and her knowledge of pigs seemed limited to packaged pork in supermarkets and certain scenes on television.
"People in the mountains don't have much to eat usually, how can we celebrate the New Year without slaughtering a pig!" Master Liu said. "Several families share one pig. When I was a child, all the kids in the village loved to watch it. They'd gut it and pull out the white intestines from the sow's belly. Your sister-in-law has definitely never seen that before!"
"Pah, who wants to see those!" his wife spat. "What sow? I don't believe there aren't boars!" "Boars are kept for breeding!" Old Liu said. "Hehe, to tell you the truth, sister-in-law, some villages pick a woman every few years to slaughter as a sow. They call her the New Year's pig!" "A woman!" His wife was clearly shocked by his words. "That's murder, isn't it illegal?" "It's an old tradition that's been around for thousands of years. The locals turn a blind eye. Although it's illegal now, as long as everyone in the village approves, nobody cares. I heard they're applying for intangible cultural heritage status. In a few years, the New Year's pig can go through a special slaughtering process!" Old Liu said. "Sister-in-law, you might see her when you go home for the New Year!" "That means stripping her naked!" his wife exclaimed, her face flushing as she recalled the scene Old Liu had just described.
"How can you slaughter a pig without stripping it naked? Every place has a different way of slaughtering it—hanging it up, pressing it to the ground—and every butcher's skill is different too. Hehe, your wife is so beautiful..." My cough interrupted him. If he continued, wouldn't he be openly flirting with my wife?
"Honey, is what he said true?" my wife turned to me and asked.
"He's making up lies to fool you!" I said seriously, but I couldn't help but think of Chunwang's wife, whom I slaughtered when I was a teenager. She was the most beautiful woman in the village back then. Early in the morning, her naked body was led around the village several times, her vagina stuffed with firecrackers that the children had collected. The butcher seemed to have a grudge against her. After bleeding her, he disemboweled her from her vagina, and her white body was hung outside the ancestral hall for the men of the village to see before being placed on the offering table.
Master Liu seemed to know he had said something wrong, and he was even more obedient than a good boy. My wife obviously believed me more, and her feelings towards Master Liu suddenly worsened.
Later, my wife secretly asked me several times about the New Year's pig, clearly suspecting something was amiss in our relationship. I naturally insisted there was nothing going on. After
more than ten hours, I finally arrived home. That evening, several of my brothers hosted a feast at home. Junzi, Xiaoliu, and several other brothers I hadn't seen in a long time were there. My wife, worried I'd drink too much, insisted on coming along. The alcohol at home was strong, and by the time I was thoroughly drunk, I was completely out of it. The next morning, my wife started complaining that I shouldn't have drunk so much, making her very tired the night before. Her languid posture made me unable to resist pressing her down on the bed and having sex with her.
My father is getting on in years, but his health is still good. My triumphant return made him very proud. My older brother's son was very envious of my impressive car, and after some discussion, we decided to take my car to the city to buy New Year's goods. My wife said she was too tired, and with both people and goods, it would be too cramped, so she stayed home.
It's almost New Year's Eve, and the news that Old Zhang's son has brought his beautiful wife from Shanghai back has spread throughout the village. Some people even come specifically to visit and see just how pretty my wife is. These past few days, I've been drinking with some buddies a few times. My wife, afraid I'll get drunk, always comes along, but I still end up completely wasted, for which she's scolded me quite a bit.
This day, we're steaming buns at home. My wife and sister-in-law are busy inside, and I, not one for manual labor, just stand by giving orders. From afar, I see the old village chief coming from the east of the village with Junzi and the others. The village chief has something to say and goes inside with me, while the other guys stand outside chatting. The only thing that puzzles me is my wife's somewhat hesitant expression.
"Zhanwa!" The old village chief sits down and takes a sip of water. "This old man shamelessly came to see you today about the New Year's pig."
The New Year's pig! My heart skipped a beat. The image of Chunwang's wife bending over, letting the men of the village take turns having sex with her, flashed through my mind. I'd heard that they chose her because they couldn't afford to buy her from outside, and for the next ten years
or so, the village had given them plenty of benefits. Could the old village chief beg for alms? After all, it was quite a show to drive this car back. "If you need money, I have some on hand!" I asked tentatively. Giving a few tens of thousands wouldn't be a problem, since I wasn't short of money.
The old village chief understood my implication and blushed. "Zhanwa, according to the rules passed down from our ancestors, the New Year's pig cannot be bought from outside. Those words were spoken to reassure the villagers." After his explanation, I understood. According to the rules passed down from our ancestors, a New Year's pig must be offered at the grand sacrifice every twelve years, and the pig must be a woman from the village. Each time, the clan chiefs from the surrounding villages would bring their younger generations to witness the ceremony. The more beautiful the New Year's pig and the better the meat, the more face the village would have. Otherwise, the entire village would be ashamed in the surrounding area.
"Last year, the village next door slaughtered a woman from our clan who came back from Beijing. She was not only beautiful, but also a graduate of a prestigious university. We can't be inferior this year, but no girl or wife in the whole village can compare to her. Well, now that you're back, we've all seen your wife. Her looks and figure are impeccable; she definitely outshines the woman from the next village!" His words shocked me. I was home for the New Year, and the village was going to slaughter my wife like a pig for the New Year. What could I say? Besides, my wife is the apple of my eye.
"No way!" I shouted before the village chief could finish speaking. "This is not negotiable. My place is small, and I'm busy during the New Year. You should go back first!"
"How can you talk to the old village chief like that!" Just then, my father walked in.
"Zhanwa, everything can be discussed, don't get so angry!" The old village chief hurriedly added, "Lao Shuan, show this to Zhanwa!"
I was wondering why my father came in at this time when I saw him awkwardly take a few sheets of paper from the old village chief and hand them to me. I took them and flipped through a few pages, my face growing darker and darker: "Dad, are you confused?!" In the past two years, more people from the village have gone to work outside, and my father, being quite shrewd, used his skills learned in his youth to start a construction team with my older brother, specializing in taking on nearby business. My brother's small villa and his wedding both came from this. But last year, there was a problem with the materials my father purchased. The school building in the township, which had only been built a year ago, had a dangerous accident, killing a student. The village chief's third son had connections in the municipal government, and through the village's connections, they paid someone to take the blame. This was done discreetly, but the old village chief had a record of it.
Then I heard the old village chief say, "Lao Shuan, I helped you so much last time, you can't just ignore me when I'm in trouble this time!"
"Zhanwa!" Father didn't dare look me in the eye. "I'm too ashamed to beg you. If this gets out, your father and your older brother will be in jail for life. What will happen to your sister-in-law and your four- or five-year-old nephew?" "There's no room for discussion!" I said resolutely. "I can't hurt my wife!" "Zhanwa, why don't you talk to your wife about it?" the old village chief said.
"No, she can't know about this, and you can't tell her either, Father!" I knew my wife's temperament best. If she found out...
"Brother Zhan, Father, you're all here. This must be the old village chief!" The thing I least wanted to see happened. My wife lifted her beaded necklace and came in. Even though she was wearing an old dress because of work, it couldn't hide her beauty. I noticed the undisguised greed in the old village chief's eyes.
"It's nothing. There's nothing for you to do here. Go help your sister-in-law in the kitchen!" I said hurriedly.
"Brother Zhan, how long are you going to keep lying to me? My wife already told me!" My wife's words shattered my illusions. She picked up the things I was holding, flipped through a few pages, and her face darkened. She quietly leaned close to my ear and said,
"Education matters are the most sensitive. If this gets out, Dad and my older brother will be sentenced to at least twenty years!" My wife minored in law in college and even passed the bar exam, so I didn't doubt her judgment.
My wife looked at me and my dejected father, sighed, and tightly grasped my hand. Her trembling eyelashes told me of her pain and confusion. At that moment, my older brother came into the room, while my sister-in-law peeked out from outside the door.
"Brother Zhan!" My wife turned to look at me, her face resolute. "Village Chief, I'll make the pig for the New Year, but all these things have to be destroyed. You must swear in the name of our ancestors that you will never mention this again, nor use it to blackmail us!"
"No way!" I grabbed my wife. "Do you know what the pig is for? If you agree to this, you'll lose your life!"
"I know!" My wife turned away, not daring to look at me. "I already asked Junzi and his wife the day you were preparing for the New Year. Junzi even showed me a video of the neighboring village slaughtering their pig last year!" A blush crept onto her face as she said this; the way the villagers slaughtered their pigs was quite embarrassing.
"No way!" I wouldn't budge.
"But if I don't agree, Dad and my eldest brother will be going to jail soon, and they won't even be able to celebrate the New Year!" The wife turned to look at her father. "My parents passed away early, and we don't have many relatives left. Your father is my father. I know the methods here. As long as we fabricate an accident or something, Shanghai won't pursue the matter. This is the best solution!" "Daughter, this, how can this be!" The father's eyes welled up with tears, and he knelt down in front of his wife with a thud. "I'm already an old man. If I go in, I go in. Why drag you down with me!" "But what about my eldest brother? If you both go in, this family is finished. How will Zhan-ge face the future?" The wife also knelt down in front of her father. The three grown men were speechless. At this moment, the old village chief stood up. "Since Zhan-wa's wife has agreed, it's settled. I swear in the name of our ancestors that as long as Zhan-wa's wife makes this year's New Year's pig, anyone in our family who mentions this matter again will suffer a terrible death. After the ancestral rites, I will burn all those things in front of you!"
"Sigh!" I sighed, turning my head to see tears welling in my wife's eyes.
"Zhanwa!" The old village chief interrupted my thoughts: "The first thing this woman does after becoming the New Year's pig is to have it 'blessed' by the elders of the clan. Your father knows this custom!" The old man made no attempt to hide his naked gaze. I looked at my father, who nodded blankly, indicating that the custom existed.
"You old bastard!" I cursed and rushed over to beat him, but my wife stopped me: "Brother Zhan, don't be impulsive!" "I'll go with you!" My wife's face was flushed with embarrassment.
"No!" I grabbed her hand.
"Brother Zhan, since I've become the New Year's pig, I don't know how many people will... If he wants to, then... Father and Brother are more important..." My wife's voice was low and shy, making my heart ache even more.
"You, if he were to..." I trailed off, unable to finish my sentence. I watched helplessly as my wife and the old village chief went into the side room. A full hour passed before they emerged. The faint moans emanating from them constantly irritated my senses, and the blush on my wife's face caused a pang of heartache.
"A daughter-in-law, after preparing the New Year's pig, must, according to the old traditions, serve her father-in-law in bed. Otherwise, people will laugh at her for not knowing the rules, and the whole family will suffer bad luck!" That bastard said before leaving, making me want to rush up and beat him up.
"Brother Zhan!" After dinner, my wife took a bath, her body exuding an alluring fragrance. "Was what the old village chief said at the end true?"
"Don't listen to his nonsense!" I quickly said. "Dad wouldn't agree to this either!" "But!"
"No buts!" I said decisively.
"Brother Zhan, I'm about to be slaughtered like a pig, can't you just listen to me this once?" My wife's words left me speechless, but she continued, "We'll go to Dad's room and call Big Brother. I have something to say. If you think what I said is wrong, just pretend nothing happened!" In the end, I listened to my wife. Dad was surprised by our arrival, and Big Brother also sensed the strange atmosphere in the air. The kang (a heated
brick bed) was burning, and the room was warm. Because she was going to sleep, my wife was dressed casually. Her white pajamas couldn't hide her figure, and her long, black hair was loose, making her delicate and beautiful face particularly charming under the light.
"Father!" My wife sat down beside him. "Zhanwa's mother passed away early, and you raised those two brothers single-handedly. You've suffered so much over the years. I, as your daughter-in-law, haven't been able to repay your kindness even for a single day, yet I'm expected to be a pig for the New Year. Although the village chief's words today were outrageous, if I could repay you in that way..." "No way!"
"Absolutely not!"
My father and elder brother said in unison. I didn't dare to speak, but then I heard my wife say, "You know what a pig for the New Year is for. It might get fucked by every man in the village. You love me, so you certainly won't treat me like the other men. But I don't want to. You are Zhan's family, and you are my family too. I'd rather give myself to you first. Elder brother, Zhan said you love him the most. You've fought countless battles for him since we were little. His tuition for four years of university was all your hard-earned money. Tonight, I want you and Father to use my body together, and Zhan will come too. I don't want to create any misunderstandings between you and your father behind his back!"
"Daughter!" Father cried, tears streaming down his face, and my elder brother's eyes also welled up. "How can this be!" "But Father will never see his daughter-in-law again in a few days!" My wife removed her clothes one by one, revealing her flawless white body to the three of us. Her pert breasts, perfect curves, and smooth, satin-like skin shone with a captivating glow under the light. My wife's body was the most beautiful work of art in the world. Father and my elder brother were stunned.
"Zhan-ge!" My wife said, her head bowed, her face flushed. "You don't mind if Father and my elder brother fuck me, do you?" "I!" I was speechless for a moment. "Father and my elder brother are not outsiders!" "I'm sorry to trouble you, Zhan-ge!" My wife said, biting her lip. "To make you three have fun, I'll be very lewd tonight. Please don't blame me for being shameless, for the sake of us as husband and wife. I can't be this crazy again..." "How could I blame you!" I sighed.
"Father, is your daughter-in-law pretty?" my wife asked shyly.
"Pretty!" Father and my elder brother said at the same time.
"Father and Brother want to have sex with me?!" The wife pulled down her father's pants and grabbed his dark, engorged penis, stroking it.
"Father, you haven't touched a woman in over ten years, have you? You've suffered these years. Tonight, let your daughter-in-law be your bride!"
"No, no!" the father hurriedly replied. His daughter said, "Zhanwa is truly blessed to have married you!" "Father!" The wife's face was flushed with a charming shyness. "Brother Zhan is probably cursing me as a slut in his heart right now. Before, when we were together, I always thought about what it would be like to sleep with several men at the same time, but that was just a thought. Today!" The wife's face turned even redder. "Although I say nice things, I might really be just trying to satisfy myself. Father won't blame his daughter-in-law for being so wanton, will he?" "Father knows you're a good girl!"
"Then why don't you touch my breasts, Dad? My lower body is so itchy! I really want Dad's big cock to fuck me. Don't be shy, brother!" I couldn't believe my wife's wanton side. As she spoke, she turned her back to Dad, took his calloused hand and placed it on her breast, lifted her buttocks slightly, and her tempting secret place swallowed Dad's penis inch by inch. My brother also abandoned his restraint, took off his pants and his penis became hard under my wife's caresses. Amid my wife's coquettish moan, I also took off my pants and handed my penis to her.
"Daddy's, it's so big and hot!" My wife swayed her snow-white buttocks, her full fleshy pot swallowing and spitting out my father's semen, while she murmured dreamily, "Those two brothers also came from here, Daddy, how about you use this big thing to fill your daughter-in-law's lower body with your semen again, it's a pity that your daughter-in-law is going to be slaughtered by the pigs back then, and can't give you a few good sons like Zhan Ge..."
That night, the three of us father and son abandoned our restraints and had a passionate lovemaking session with my wife. My father hadn't touched a woman for more than ten years, and he released all his accumulated essence on my wife, showing a vigorous spirit like a pear tree pressing a crabapple. Later, we even broke my wife's anus. In the end, the three of us father and son gave my wife a three-hole opening before we called it a day.
In the morning, my eldest brother was sleeping soundly, but I was awakened by a rustling sound. I saw my wife nestled in my father's arms, one of her full breasts was held by my father's calloused hand, and her round and charming thighs trembled under my father's loving caresses, and she was making seductive moans.
"Father!" the wife murmured.
"Good daughter!" the father squeezed and kneaded her breasts. "It's all my fault for being foolish and greedy, hurting others and you too!"
"If Father thinks like that, I wouldn't feel at peace even if the pig was slaughtered back then!" "Father will listen to you, good daughter, your cunt is so beautiful!" The father parted his wife's labia, revealing a cunt overflowing with honey-like juices, exuding a lewd aura.
"Ah, it tickles!" the wife said coquettishly. "Father, I want to ask you something, but I'm afraid you'll laugh at me!" The wife's face was flushed with an alluring shyness.
"How could your father laugh at you!"
"And you're not allowed to tell Zhan-ge either!"
"Okay, Father won't tell!"
"I want to ask about the New Year's pig. You've stayed in the village for so many years, you must have seen many New Year's pigs being slaughtered. Could you tell me about it? I readily agreed today, but I'm both ashamed and scared. Junzi showed me a video of a pig being slaughtered in the neighboring village. The girl was hung upside down to bleed out and then disemboweled. Her white intestines were pulled out and filled a whole basin! Last night I had a dream that I was disemboweled, and I was bent over on the offering table with my butt sticking out. That place, that place, was full of incense sticks. I was so ashamed!"
"What a tragedy," Dad sighed. "But don't worry, daughter. Master Zhou from our village has a family tradition of skill. He can cut throats and bleed quickly and skillfully. Back in my day, several women in the village who made pigs for the New Year would have their vaginas oozing with lustful fluid when they were gutted. They died without much suffering. Only Chunwang's wife offended Master Zhou twelve years ago, and he gave her a thorough gutting, cutting her open from the inside." Dad sighed again. "The village has never treated pigs for the New Year like human beings. I've embarrassed many people over the years, but I never thought it would happen to you this year." "Dad..." The wife's voice became even more seductive, but as she spoke, Dad's big penis had already knocked the door and entered, half of it inserted into the wife's vagina. Suddenly, a stream of lustful fluid flowed down the wife's vaginal opening, wetting Dad's penis and scrotum:
"Doesn't every pig ooze lustful fluid when its belly is cut open?" The wife was already unbearably ashamed when she said this.
"Daughter, why are you asking this!" the father said, supporting his wife's round buttocks with one hand, his large penis beginning to thrust inside her.
"Um, don't laugh at me, but in my dream last night, when my daughter-in-law was being disemboweled, she not only squirted, but she also peed. Zhan-ge, Big Brother, and you, Father, were all laughing at her." "Good daughter, there's nothing shameful about squirting. Haven't you heard the saying, 'Nine out of ten pigs squirt'?" the father comforted her.
"But last night when I was with you guys, I kept thinking about this. Every time I thought about it, my lower body itched, and the itchier it got, the more I thought about it. Um, is my daughter-in-law very slutty, even thinking about being disemboweled makes her..."
"Good daughter, don't think too much!" the father said, flustered. "I don't know either. If you're still itchy, I'll help you relieve it!" This rough old man didn't know how to coax a girl, so he could only thrust even harder into his wife's vagina.
"Father!" the wife cried, feeling even more ashamed.
"Good girl, if that's not enough, Daddy will put it in your ass again, let Daddy's big cock relieve your itch!" "Mmm!" The wife's face turned even redder: "Daddy, be gentle, don't wake up the two brothers!" But she obeyed and bent over on the bed with her round buttocks sticking out. Daddy straddled her behind her and thrust his big cock into her ass.
At first, the wife could hold back, but soon she couldn't help but moan that she loved Daddy's big cock. Daddy also became more and more excited, thrusting all the way in each time. His solid body hit the wife's buttocks with a thud, and even the bed shook. The eldest brother woke up groggily and subconsciously grabbed the wife's head and shoved it into her mouth to fuck her.
The three of them fought for nearly half an hour before stopping. Daddy went out to cook, and the eldest brother hugged the wife and talked about my childhood. He only praised the wife for being gentle and beautiful and said that he had wronged the two of us. The wife comforted him wholeheartedly. When the passion was high, he fucked her a few more times before the two of them reluctantly got up. The wife touched my face and sighed for a long time before leaving.
【over】

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