【Qingfeng Mountain Chastity Plaque】Author: Unknown

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The Chastity Plaques of Qingfeng Mountain

Author: Unknown
Word Count: 12901

The story is said to have taken place in a small mountain village in Qingfeng Mountain in Northwest China. One day,
a caravan arrived on a mountain road not far from the village. The leader was named Hu Daqing. Hu was a common surname in the village, and Hu Daqing was
a junior member , but he spent most of his time traveling to trade for the village.

Hu Daqing was a burly, dark-skinned, and weathered man. Standing on the hillside, he saw his
home and thought of his wife—her snow-white skin, her soft breasts, and her moist, hot vulva.
He quickened his pace, driving the livestock past the chastity plaques to the village entrance.

Two children jumped down from the stone mill at the village entrance. Hu Daqing saw that the one running ahead with a long braid swinging behind her was his nine-year-old
daughter, Huahua, and the bald man behind her was his eight-year-old son, Zhuangzhuang. Huahua was fair and delicate, while
Zhuangzhuang . The two children ran over and nestled in their father's arms. Hu Daqing hugged his daughter, hoisted his son onto his shoulder, called to
his errand boy and headed home.

Once home, Hu Daqing took out toys from his satchel to send the children away and went into the kitchen. His wife, Wenying, was making
pancakes. She had been married to him for ten years since she was sixteen, her days filled with laundry, cooking, feeding chickens and pigs, raising children—a
monotonous routine. She longed for her husband's return so they could be intimate.

The midday heat of summer and the heat of the stove had soaked her clothes; her fitted blouse clung to
her body , her breasts, constricted by the wet fabric, her nipples protruding, swayed with each pancake-making motion. Her wet trousers
clung to her buttocks, revealing a distinct "Y" shape between her legs.

A pair of large, rough hands grabbed her swaying breasts from behind, kneading and squeezing them. Wenying was startled at first, but
continued a habit she had developed over the years. Hu Daqing groped her breasts through her clothes for a while, then slid his hand between her legs and
began to fondle them. Wenying couldn't work anymore and leaned against the man, moaning softly. The moans further aroused the man's lust, and
he began to unbutton her clothes.

Wenying panicked: "Dad, there's a child."

"Don't worry, we'll take care of him."

Wenying pleaded, "But please close the door!"

Hu Daqing picked up the woman with one hand to close the door, while his other hand continued to fondle her thighs. As soon as the door was closed, he
placed the woman on the dining table. Hu Daqing brushed the woman's wet hair behind his head and said, "I've missed you so much these past two months."

The woman whispered, "I've missed you too."

"Take it off." After Hu Daqing finished speaking, the two began to undress.

The man was impatient and stripped naked first, while the woman only slowly took off her top. Seeing his woman's
snow-white 's penis instantly hardened. He pounced on her and began to unzip her pants. Wenying, supporting herself with her hands
, said, "What's the rush, Dad? I knew you were coming back in the next couple of days, so I wasn't wearing underwear while waiting for you!"

Completely naked, Wenying had a well-proportioned figure, full breasts and a plump bottom. She timidly looked at the man, her hands on the table.

Hu Daqing walked over, parted her legs and labia, and teased her clitoris with his glans, asking, "How many times has my penis been with you in
the past two months?"

Wenying moaned softly, "I want a man! Besides, you took my sister-in-law first, then used me
to pay off your debt , and you're still asking!"

Daqing grabbed a handful of his woman's thick pubic hair, and Wenying cried out, "Ah!
Twice !"

Consumed by jealousy, Daqing thrust into her and began to pound into her. Wenying, unable to
support herself from the man's vigorous movements, lay down, biting her hand and moaning. Her breasts bounced with each thrust, being fondled by the man
. After their frenzy, the two collapsed together, panting heavily. All of this was
witnessed by four small eyes peeking through the crack in the door. The two exchanged a knowing smile and ran away.

After lunch, the child slept in the outer room, while the couple talked in the inner room. Wenying, wearing a green and white floral diaper
and pink shorts, lay in the man's arms, while Daqing kneaded and squeezed her under the diaper and inside her shorts. Wenying
writhed under the man's caresses, asking, "Daqing, what are you brothers thinking about changing women?"

Daqing whispered in the woman's ear, "Let me tell you, we brothers have been having
an affair ."

"What?" Wenying looked at Daqing without surprise.

"If you dare tell anyone, I'll kill you first!"

The submissive Wenying, frightened by the man's fierce expression, lowered her head and said fearfully, "I won't tell
anyone even have such a thought, may you be struck dead by lightning."

Daqing kissed the woman's cheek with satisfaction and then began to speak.

When I was twelve, my father was tragically killed in a quarry accident, and my mother was widowed at just thirty, a time when women's libido is at its peak
. I often heard my brother and sister-in-law moaning in the bathtub. Sometimes, late at night, my mother would tie knots to
a hang herself from the beam, then straddle the rope and rub back and forth against the knots, twisting her body as she did so, one hand
kneading her breasts and the other grasping her vulva, her head constantly moving, the sounds of her moaning making us brothers, who were peeping at my mother, hard
.

Back then, I was too young to understand matters of men and women, until one day when I was fifteen, my brothers and I had just returned home from herding sheep. In broad
daylight, as soon as we entered the door, we heard my mother moaning. Peeking through the crack in the door, we saw a man on top of my mother, the two of them
making love with a "whoosh, whoosh" sound!

My mother couldn't be allowed to be violated, so I grabbed a wood-chopping knife and rushed into the room. The man was the caravan leader. Terrified, I hid in
a corner. My mother, disheveled and naked, knelt before me, saying, "Daqing, for the past two years, we, a widow and her son,
have relied entirely on this man's charity. Besides, if this gets out, according to clan rules, I'll be drowned for adultery. Daqing, can you bear to see
me die?"

My second brother also came over to persuade me, "Brother, we're all family. Don't let outsiders laugh at our family."

My heart softened, and I looked at the caravan leader, saying, "How should this be settled?"

The man said, "How much money do you want? I'll pay."

My mother, still kneeling at my feet, interjected, "Let my Daqing go with you on your business trip!"

The caravan leader readily agreed and left. That

evening, my mother made us brothers bathe together. We went in first. My mother was wearing a red
bib and floral shorts, just like you are now, only fuller than you, with large, round breasts. The thin bib rope tightly bound her flesh
, and her plump buttocks were encased in her shorts. We kept our eyes fixed on her every move.

My mother came over and washed me first. She had me lie face down on the bench, and while she was washing me, she said, "
I know you used to peep at me. You were little then, but now you're all grown up, and you've seen what I've
done. I'll tell you everything, and you can have whatever you want."

I asked, "Why did you make me go out and do business?"

Mother said, "I slept with that merchant because he's well-connected, has money, and owns colorful
fabrics and pretty jewelry. You need to be like that to succeed."

"Okay, Mother, I'll go."

After Mother finished washing me, she said to the second son, "Come here, wash Mother."

The second son's penis was hard. He came over and asked, "Mother, Father and my brother used to wash me. Why are you
washing me today?"

Mother said, "I'm counting on you to support me. Don't even mention washing me; I'd sleep with you if you asked me to
."

Upon hearing this, the second son frantically hugged Mother, broke the drawstring of her bib, and threw it back, revealing her
large breasts. The second son pressed Mother down on the bench and tried to undo her shorts. Mother panicked and shouted, "Daqing,
pull the second son away! I have something to say!"

My penis was also hard at this point, but I still pulled my brother away. Mother said, "I've been pregnant with that merchant's child
for three months , so be gentle. Second brother, come here, I'll make you feel good."

Mother grasped the second brother's penis, parted the skin, and began to suck on it. The younger brother held Mother's head,
standing stiffly and groaning. I pulled a stool out from behind, letting Mother hold the younger brother's waist, pulled off Mother's shorts
, spread her legs, and slowly inserted myself into Mother's vagina, thrusting in and out gently.

Soon, the second brother sprayed Mother's face, and I sprayed her crotch. We washed Mother's body, and the three of us, naked,
went to bed, embracing, playing, and discussing.

A few days later, I sent Mother to Qingfeng Nunnery in the back mountains, telling everyone that Mother had gone to seek medical treatment for her pregnancy, while I
went with that merchant to do business. Half a year later, Mother gave birth to a daughter and immediately became a nun, because such an illegitimate child could not be allowed in
the ancestral temple was considered shameful.

Three months after giving birth to the girl at Qingfeng Nunnery, I brought Mother home. My mother, fresh out of childbirth, had an abundant milk supply.
Sometimes, while she was weaving, my brother and I would go over and unbutton her clothes, letting her large breasts sway down.
We each grab a nipple from either side and suckle. She wouldn't mind, continuing to weave. When she finished, she would push
us away, saying, "I'll go cook first. You can come and eat after I finish and my milk comes in."

At that time, my brother and I were experiencing the pleasures of women for the first time, and my mother, in her thirties, was still very much in need of a man
. She let my two brothers, clinging to her, pinch and fondle her. As soon as she finished eating, one brother would grab her waist, the other her legs, and pull
her onto the bed. One would undress her, the other would pull down her pants

. My mother would just laugh and scold, "Oh, you two, why are you in such a hurry!" But before she could finish speaking, one of her penises would be in her mouth, while the other would be vigorously thrusting into her.

When one brother couldn't take it anymore, the other would take over, and back and forth, a large, sticky wet patch would appear between her legs.

"Mother was a seasoned womanizer. Even when the two brothers were exhausted, one clinging to her arms and the other lying on her stomach, she could still get out of bed, tidy
the room, and do chores.

" "And then what happened?" Wenying asked.

"I went out to do business, and Mother was the second son's. When I came back, the second son would go out to herd sheep,
returning . This went on for two years. Then the caravan leader was caught stealing another woman and beaten to death. I learned to read and write, and I learned
accounting. Later, I saw you when you were visiting your mother's grave. A beautiful woman is often associated with filial piety, and your pitiful appearance was
truly endearing. I also saw that you had a difficult past, a good nature, and were a good person to settle down with, so I asked a matchmaker to marry you."

Wenying pressed further, "You still haven't said why you changed women?"

"The clan rules have always weighed on us like Mount Qingfeng, and the chastity plaque hangs over our heads like a razor blade.
We can't hide our affair from you, so let it continue. Besides, my sister-in-law gave birth to a son, Nongnong, next spring,
so there's nothing to worry about. But tell me why you weren't a virgin when you married me? Don't be afraid, we've been married for ten years
, and you gave me a son, tell me honestly."

Wenying suddenly turned around and hugged the man's neck, tears streaming down her face, saying, "My mother fell ill as soon as I was born.
We sold the house and the land, but we couldn't cure her illness. She died when I was three, and the family's debts continued until I..." I finally paid off the debt when I was
ten. Of the three unfilial acts, the greatest is having no offspring, so the clan chief arranged for my father
to marry . For the first few years, she only gave me cold looks and disdain. But when I was twelve, she gave birth to my younger brother and became much more privileged. Looking after my brother and
doing all the housework fell to me alone. If I was even slightly slow, she would either beat me severely or scold me lightly. I
spent every day in fear. Those days were truly unbearable. I often secretly cried to my father, but he was an honest man and dared not cause trouble. Besides, since she
had given birth to a son, clan rules prevented him from remarrying. He could only take a couple of lashes from me when she beat me, wash my wounds and apply medicine at night, and
secretly give me a steamed bun when she didn't give me any food.

"I was fifteen but still wearing clothes meant for twelve. Since I only had one that fit, I had to
go naked , wash the clothes, dry them, and wear them the next day."

"One summer night, while I was drying my clothes, my father came in, sighing, and said that woman wouldn't even
let me into bed. Seeing his worried expression, I felt incredibly sad, so I threw myself into his arms and said,
'Father, she doesn't want you, I'll give you to her, I'll give you to her.' 'Child, you still have to get married!' 'I don't care! I
don't care , Father, I would have died long ago without you.'"

Old Ren trembled as he cupped his daughter's face and kissed away her tears. Wenying began to undress her father. The lean, muscular
farmer looked at his fifteen-year-old daughter; she had everything a woman should have. After his daughter undressed
him, Old Ren picked up his naked daughter and carried her to the kang (heated brick bed). His right hand pinched her nipple, while his left hand touched and rubbed her sensitive
clitoris . The girl moaned under her father's skilled caresses, her wet vulva waiting for him.

Old Ren laid his daughter flat, lifted her legs, spread them apart, and pulled them in front of him, inserting his penis.
The blissful feeling he had experienced years ago with Wenying's mother returned; ignoring her tender, bleeding vagina, he thrust violently. Wenying bit
her hand, her eyes tightly closed, enduring the pain.

After this first time, father and daughter were inseparable. Sometimes, when Wenying went to the river to wash clothes, Old Ren
would follow her immediately. They would wait together in a secluded spot by the mountain stream, where they would secretly have sex. Sometimes ,
when Wenying was bringing her father food from the fields, he would pin her to the ground and violently vent his desires on her, forgetting to eat. At home, whenever
her stepmother wasn't paying attention, Old Ren would hug and kiss Wenying, and have sex with her for a while.

After a year, her stepmother noticed that Wenying's face had regained its radiance, and Old Ren had even bought her new clothes. Sensing
something was wrong, her stepmother beat Wenying even more severely and kept a closer eye on her. Just when Wenying was at her wit's end, someone arranged a marriage for her, and she
was married into the Hu family.

Four years later, when Zhuangzhuang was one year old, she returned to her parents' home. She didn't stay long before leaving, actually waiting for her father by the
clear mountain stream. Old Ren was on top of his naked daughter, suckling at her breast milk, his hands
caressing her body. Father and daughter would make love for a while, then rest, cuddling on the cool rocks until the sun began to set.
They had just separated, so Wenying always returned home very late from her parents' home.

"My father fell ill three years ago, and my mother couldn't bear to spend money on treatment, so she died." Wenying
wiped away and said, "Now I'm not going to be mistreated anymore. I have a peaceful life, a man who loves me. I'm not
clean anymore, you can do whatever you want with me, I won't tell anyone."

Hu Daqing stroked Wenying's head and said, "Alright, it's all in the past. You'll go to your second brother's house tonight
to sleep for a while, right?"

Wenying obediently hugged the man and fell asleep, while Daqing quietly pondered his thoughts.

Qingfeng Mountain Chastity Plaque (1b)

Hu Daqing had long taken a liking to his brother's wife, Mingchun. Before they were married, at a market, a short
girl with small breasts and plenty of cuteness, while shopping for New Year's goods with her father and brothers, managed to settle
accounts that the two grown men couldn't. This made Daqing take a few more glances at her.

With her pointed chin and large eyes, she exuded a bewitching and seductive charm. Daqing thought she was someone who could manage the household
finances , so within a few days, he asked a matchmaker to deliver the betrothal gifts. Hu Daqing's second son, who always listened to his elder brother,
was naturally overjoyed that a shepherd boy could finally get married. Mingchun's two brothers were still unmarried, and suddenly someone had delivered such a
generous betrothal gift. Upon inquiring, he learned that the Hu family owned houses, land, and businesses—it was truly a stroke of good fortune. After the Lantern
Festival , they sent Mingchun home with great fanfare.

After Mingchun's arrival, the house was noticeably cleaner and tidier. Hearing from his brothers, Daqing found Mingchun's moans in bed incredibly
beautiful, and that she was hairless and extremely wanton during sex. Hearing this, Hu Daqing felt a strong urge to get intimate.

Hu's mother doted on her second son and didn't want him to suffer hardship. She let him do whatever pleased her, so while the eldest son learned to do business
over the years , the second son learned a whole host of skills both in and out of bed. But Mingchun wasn't like the honest Wenying
; you couldn't fool her.
If

the second son stayed in his mother's room a little longer, she'd come looking for him, and at night she wouldn't let him out. A year later, Mingchun gave birth and was in confinement, finally giving the mother and her two sons a chance to have a secret tryst.

That night, Daqing had Wenying stay with the sickly Mingchun after giving birth, while he went into his mother's
room . The second son and his mother were already naked on the kang (heated brick bed) waiting for him. Seeing him come in, the second son said, "Mother, my wife
is really dizzy today. Big brother's skills are great, and once it's over, you can moan without worry."

Mother Hu laughed as she tore open the second son's mouth with one hand, while playing with his penis with the other.

"Second son is right, Mother, I'll definitely make you feel good today."

"Okay, let Mother taste your skills first."

Daqing took off his pants, got on the kang, grabbed his mother's head, and shoved his penis into her mouth, while the second son tasted his mother's vagina from below.

In no time, Daqing's penis grew thick and large under his mother's biting and licking, and her vagina became wet under the
second licking. So the second brother picked up his mother and inserted his penis from behind, while Hu Daqing's huge penis
thrust in and out of her vagina, the movements becoming more and more violent. Hu's mother closed her eyes and panted, the sounds growing louder with Daqing's movements.

The next morning, after the three of them woke up, they sat together and chatted. Daqing hugged his mother, kneading her
round breasts with both hands, and said, "Mother, this sneaky way of doing things isn't a long-term solution. How can we control our two
wives ' mouths?"

"Then let them both get messy too. Wenying is timid and honest
, easy
to handle. I know you've been eyeing Mingchun for a long time. She's a penny-pincher. Give her a few extra coins every day, and I'll put in some effort, and she'll be easy to get."

The second son, lying on his mother's stomach, said, "Mother, she's my wife."

"If it weren't for your brother, would you even be able to get a wife?"

"Wenying wasn't a virgin when she married me. If it weren't for the family's reputation, I would have divorced her long ago. Aren't you
also eyeing her? If you like her, I'll find a way to let you sleep with her."

"Wenying's body is so voluptuous, I've been wanting to get my hands on her for a long time. Okay! That's a deal." The second son
grinned as he said this.

Having made up his mind about swapping wives, Hu Daqing frequently bought Mingchun silk clothes and jewelry. He would
deliberately drag her along to the market, and if she pleaded for something, Daqing would readily buy it for her. Hu's mother would also often
whisper stories of the pleasures of illicit affairs to Mingchun, making her blush and feel hot.

Mingchun's family had been poor, barely able to afford basic necessities, but now, married into a wealthy family
, she felt much more confident. Her family treated her like a god of wealth, no longer needing to rely on her intelligence
to earn a position. Gradually, Mingchun's gaze towards Hu Daqing changed; she began to have feelings for this
man who could earn and spend money.

The time was ripe. One day, Hu's mother accompanied Mingchun to a bath, but while scrubbing her back, her hand was too rough. Turning around, she saw it was
her elder brother. Although she had long awaited this day, its suddenness made her incredibly shy, and she half-heartedly allowed
Hu Daqing to carry her into the large bathtub. Compared to the voluptuous Wenying, Mingchun resembled a
girl . Her penis, barely larger than a teacup, was incredibly small, and her rosy, hairless vulva was smooth and slippery. Hu Daqing reached out to grab
her breasts, but Mingchun covered them. When he tried to stimulate her vulva, she used her legs and hands to protect him.

Hu Daqing wasn't in a hurry. He first kissed Mingchun's lips, then her cheeks, neck, and shoulders. Mingchun
's hands went limp from the passionate kisses, and her body melted. Hu Daqing seized the opportunity, greedily biting one of her penises while
simultaneously kneading the other with one hand, and digging into her smooth, slippery vulva with the other.

Under this intense stimulation, a warm trickle from Mingchun's lower body flowed onto Hu Daqing's hand, and she began
to moan softly. Hu Daqing knelt upright, wrapped his arms around Mingchun's waist, and spread her legs, saying, "Say it! My brother knows I'm
here."

Before Mingchun could understand what was happening, his thick penis had already penetrated her. Compared to her slender husband, Hu Daqing
was much more robust and muscular. It was the first time Wenying had been penetrated by such a thick penis, and with Hu Daqing's frenzied thrusting, her head
swayed excitedly, and she couldn't help but moan and groan. This was something Wenying never experienced, and Hu Daqing found it extremely amusing
, so he varied the rhythm, sometimes slow, sometimes fast.

The scene of mandarin ducks playing in the water and magpies chirping filled Wenying, who had come to boil water, with a stunned expression.

Wenying was at a loss, her face flushing and paling, filled with an indescribable panic—not that she was afraid of seeing her husband's
infidelity , but that her cheating husband would see her.

At this moment, a thin, pale face peeked out from behind: "Sister-in-law, look what this is?"

Wenying looked and saw it was a sachet she had sewn for Hu Dahua to hold spices; this sachet was
a token between Wenying and Hu Daqing.

"Sister-in-law, my brother said he's going to visit me today, and he wants you to come and keep me company." He then began to work on it.

But Wenying, afraid of being seen by Hu Daqing, pushed away Lao Er's hand: "Brother, this won't do."

Lao Er gritted his teeth and said, "What, you dare disobey your elder brother? Aren't you afraid he'll divorce you!"

Wenying was even more frightened upon hearing this, and said tremblingly, "I'm afraid Daqing will be embarrassed if he sees this."

Lao Er laughed, squatted down, grabbed Wenying's legs, stood up, and carried Wenying back to Hu Daqing's
room . He threw Wenying onto the kang (a heated brick bed) and began to undress her. Wenying had never seen such
a scene before and was terrified. Her mind went blank, and she let Lao Er do as he pleased.

Lao Er looked at his sister-in-law, who had been stripped naked, with her rounded shoulders, full breasts, plump buttocks, and
firm thighs, and thought it must be very comfortable to lie on top of her. After thinking this, he pounced on her and kissed her from head to toe, then
lay between Wenying's legs and used the skills he had honed over the years.

In the past, Hu Daqing never used these tricks when he was with Wenying. The teasing of her clitoris caused an intense itch, and she let out excited moans
as she bit her hand. Soon, Wenying's vagina was wet. Hu Daqing, with one hand digging into her vagina
and the other grabbing a handful of sticky fluid, held it in front of Wenying's eyes, saying, "Sister-in-law, your fluid is much thicker than Mingchun's."

As he spoke, Hu Daqing inserted his penis into Wenying's vagina.

After a while, feeling unsatisfied, he flipped Wenying over, making her kneel on the bed, and forced his penis in from behind.

Wenying was experiencing this for the first time and dared not resist. She could only weep, biting her pillow and groaning in pain. This further
stimulated Hu Daqing, and he thrust even more frantically.

The man was enjoying himself, but the woman was in excruciating pain. When Wenying woke up, she saw Hu Daqing asleep on top of her. A pang of sadness struck her, and tears streamed down
her face again. She looked helplessly at the rafters.

Mingchun was already physically weak, and having only given birth a year ago, she was all skin and bones.
After being with Hu Daqing for a while, she could only breathe weakly and leaned on his shoulder. Hu Daqing lovingly lifted
Mingchun out of the bathtub, sat down, and gently dried her body, dressing her piece by piece. Seeing that she had recovered
somewhat, he carried her to his room and let her see inside. He said to the surprised Mingchun, "I slept with you today, so can you
not let Lao Er sleep with Wenying? This is what Mother arranged. We're all family, what's there to be afraid of! From now on, when I'm not home,
you can manage the money, okay?"

Seeing that things had come to this, Mingchun leaned on Hu Daqing's shoulder and weakly agreed. The two returned to
Lao Er's room, lay in bed, and while cuddling, discussed how they would live their lives from now on.

The Chastity Plaque of Qingfeng Mountain (C)

Hujia Village is a small basin nestled between two mountains and a ravine. A tributary of the Yellow River flows through the village from west to east
. This small, seemingly filthy place has somehow sustained over a hundred households. The north bank is hillside, inhabited mostly by
poor people who couldn't afford houses and lived in cave dwellings. A mountain path leads out of the mountains along the river. The south bank, due to the mountain's
contours, has a hundred acres of lush paddy fields, abundant orchards on the mountains, and a watermill along the clear riverbank
. These are the homes of the village's wealthy and influential families.

Hu Daqing is a wealthy man with a tiled house on the north bank. Because of his location near the mountain path, he transports surplus grain, homespun cloth,
fruits, to the outside world. Over a decade of business, he has used the money to buy houses
and land for his mother and second son as a sign of filial piety, and to pave roads and build bridges for the village, thus building a good reputation. Hu Daqing wasn't satisfied with all this; he wanted to
erect a chastity plaque for his mother, so that no one in the village could find fault with her.

He made up his mind and went to discuss it with his mother that evening. After dinner, Daqing hitched up the cart, and the family went to
his second son's house on the south bank of the river. Wenying
wore her hair in a bun, a long, knee-length, front-opening gown, and a skirt that reached her feet. Zhuangzhuang, warm and cozy in his mother's arms, slept soundly with the swaying of the cart, accompanied by the rich scent of milk.

Huahua, nestled on her mother's lap, suddenly asked, "Hey! Mother, why aren't you wearing pants under your skirt?"

Wenying quickly covered Huahua's mouth, saying, "Don't talk so much, people will hear. Ah! For a woman, less talk is better
, and ignorance is virtue."

Huahua asked in confusion, "Mother, I don't understand."

Wenying helplessly stroked her daughter's head and said, "Just do what I do from now on, and you'll understand slowly
."

Hu Daqing, sitting on the cart shaft driving, was deeply moved upon hearing this. For the first
two weeks , he slept in Mingchun's room, never leaving the kang (heated brick bed) during the day. Hu Daqing, wearing only floral trousers, would hold Mingchun
close, talking to her. Mingchun would wear either a bellyband or one of Hu Daqing's long gowns. Hu Daqing, wanting to be ready for their encounters, wouldn't allow her to wear
anything underneath, so she would lie naked, face to face with him.

Hu Daqing promised that Mingchun would manage her daily expenses, and that he would build a large
mansion on the south bank of the river next year, and buy maids to serve her. Mingchun was overjoyed. She jumped up, wrapped her legs around Hu Daqing
's waist, and began to kiss his head. Her hot, wet, and smooth vulva
rubbed against Hu Daqing's chest, causing his penis to become very erect. He then rolled over and began to have sex with her.

The two enjoyed this blissful existence without leaving the house for two weeks. Every day, Hu's mother would prepare the meals and place them in the outer room,
then he would call out and bring the second son's meals over.

Wenying suffered terribly. Hu Lao Er was skilled at tormenting women. He stripped Wenying naked, tied her hands, and
suspended her from a beam. He threaded a rough, knotted rope between her legs, forcing her vulva to
rub against the rough rope. With her hands hanging high, Wenying's large breasts were bitten and bleeding from Lao Er's teeth marks, and
the flesh around her vulva was pinched and swollen red. Her hair

was disheveled, and she twisted her waist, rubbing against the rope while pleading in agony, "Second brother, put me down!
I can't take it anymore!"

Lao Er grinned maliciously, saying, "Sister-in-law, I haven't even had my fun yet!" He then began to penetrate her and squeeze her breasts,
while Wenying cried uncontrollably.

That night, Hu Lao Er made her taste his penis. She refused, was slapped twice, and had no choice but to comply. It was the first time she had
swallowed a man's semen, and she couldn't eat for two days afterward. Half a month later, Wenying fell ill. Hu's mother was terrified; after all,
she had given birth to Zhuangzhuang, and her status as a mother depended on her son. Hu's mother and Hu Daqing took turns caring for her, feeding her medicine and comforting her. After
another half month, Wenying finally recovered.

During this time, Mingchun wouldn't let Hu Lao Er touch her. Hu Lao Er was furious and went to Hu Daqing. Hu Daqing said ,
"I'll try to talk to her when Wenying is better. If you're in a hurry, go find your mother."

At this moment, Hu's mother chimed in, "I like it when you tie her up, but not Wenying. Besides, she's your sister-in-law,
Zhuangzhuang mother; you have to treat her well."

Lao Er sheepishly approached Hu's mother and said, "Mother, I haven't slept with a woman for four days. Please have pity on
me!"

Mother Hu tapped her second son's forehead with her finger and said, "Look at you, acting like this."

The second son didn't care and carried his mother back to the house for some fun.

Later, during the day, Hu Daqing tried to persuade Mingchun on the kang (heated brick bed), but Mingchun pouted and snuggled in Hu Daqing's arms, saying,
"No, no! I only have you in my heart."

Hu Daqing's arms tightened around Mingchun, and he slowly thrust into her, finally ejaculating
deep . Hu Daqing said, "Back then, I was the one who took a liking to you, which is why I let my brother marry you. I also have you in my heart, but only as
the principal wife can you manage the finances; that's the clan rule."

Mingchun lay limp on Hu Daqing like a lump of mud, silently nodding.

That night, Wenying, the daughter-in-law, had an unusual urge and repeatedly wanted Hu Daqing, fearing he would ejaculate at dawn
. They continued until both were exhausted, panting heavily. Wenying still kept Hu Daqing's already ejaculated penis
inside her, clinging tightly to him.

Hu Daqing, panting heavily, said, "Don't worry, you gave me a son, I won't abandon you."

Wenying felt that half of Hu Daqing no longer belonged to her, and she couldn't let go of the other half, so she
desperately clung to him. As a result, Hu Daqing had to spend his days with Mingchun and his nights with Wenying, leaving him so tired that his legs
were shaking. He had to rest at home for an extra month before going out to do business.

The following year, Hu Daqing built a large three-courtyard house on the south bank of the river. Whenever Hu Daqing returned from a long trip,
the whole family would come to stay for a month, naturally providing an opportunity for the family to share pleasure.

The third year, Mingchun gave birth to a daughter, Lanlan; it was unclear which of the two brothers was her father.

Qingfeng Mountain Chastity Memorial Tablet (II)

The Hu family's new residence is nestled against the mountains and beside the water, facing east. The first courtyard has a screen building at the entrance, with an upside-down
"Fu" (福, meaning good fortune) character. To the right is a large kang (heated brick bed) for the long-term and short-term laborers, and to the left are the livestock shed and storeroom. The
main

building is the ancestral hall where the family tablets are enshrined. Passing the tablets, one enters the second courtyard through the back door of the
ancestral houses the second son's family. At the other end of the path is a moon gate. Passing through the moon gate, one finds a long corridor with grapevines overhead.
This corridor extends to the right in the middle of the third courtyard, leading to the door of Hu's mother's room.

Hu Daqing drove his cart to the door and called out, "Shugui, open the door!" Immediately,
a man rushed out. The man bared his teeth and shouted in a high-pitched voice, "Master, it's Master! He's back!" to greet
him . This is Su Shugui, a long-term laborer in the Hu family. Shugui has prominent veins on his temples, high cheekbones, and no
mustache —because he's a eunuch.

The story begins in the beginning. Shugui grew up naked with the Hu brothers, two
years older . One year, when the children were herding sheep on the mountain, Hu Daqing went fishing in the river, got a cramp, and couldn't get back up. Shugui
rescued him. The Hu family considered Shugui their benefactor, and the two brothers respectfully called him their elder brother.

When Shugui's father and Daqing's father went to the mountain to quarry, Daqing's father was crushed to death, while Shugui
's father was left paralyzed on one side. Life became difficult for the Su family. Su Shugui also had a younger brother, and both were sold to
Hu, a scholar in the village, as long-term laborers before they reached adulthood. Their mother fell ill after a couple of years, and the Su brothers worked themselves to the bone during the day and cared for
their elderly parents . Finally, after caring for their parents until they passed away, the two brothers were almost thirty. These two poor, orphaned boys
had nothing but their lives, but good fortune still came their way.

The Hu family had a plump cook named Zhang, who was the illegitimate child of a prostitute from the provincial capital. Zhang's mother didn't want her
daughter to become a prostitute, so she sent her to the kitchen to learn to cook excellent dishes.

Hu's wife was a thin, withered, and ugly woman, whom he had long since grown tired of. He could only blame his parents for
arranging , a decision he couldn't disobey; besides, his wife had given birth to a son, so he couldn't divorce her, nor could he take a concubine.
As the last scholar from the Qing Dynasty in the province, he clung to the concept of "propriety" and dared not indulge in prostitution. He could only find a good cook
to satisfy his palate. Good male cooks were too expensive, so he bought Zhang for a bargain. Zhang had grown up in a brothel
and knew how to satisfy a man; within days, Hu became inseparable from her.

Hu had a habit of studying late into the night and would have a meal in the middle of the night. That night, after drinking two jugs of wine in silence, he saw Sister Zhang, as white as a
goose, enter the room to collect the dishes. Since she had just bathed, her eyes were watery,
making her look much better than his own sallow-faced wife. The wine made him drunk, and he pulled her onto his lap, greedily grabbing and kneading her large breasts
. He kissed and bit her exposed skin above her neck. Sister Zhang, experienced in brothels,
let her master do as he pleased.

Seeing that Sister Zhang didn't resist, Hu clumsily tried to unbutton her clothes, but Sister Zhang pushed his hands away and stood
up , stripping naked in front of him. Hu was stunned. Sister Zhang then sat on his lap again,
taking his hands and placing one on her breast and the other on her vulva. Then she wrapped her arms around his neck, pressed her face against his, and teased the dazed
man .

Hu, the scholar, felt he had wasted the first half of his life. He picked up the large white goose and placed it on the study table, threw off his
clothes , and inserted his penis into Zhang Jie's vagina, which was hidden by thick pubic hair.

The fool was weak and soon ejaculated, lying contentedly on the warm, soft belly of the white goose.

But the white goose wasn't satisfied yet. It rolled over, placed the fool on the table, and opened its mouth to eat his penis. Hu,
receiving such service for the first time, quickly became erect and ejaculated a mouthful of white foam onto Zhang Jie's face. Seeing that he was truly
finished, the white goose helped him to sleep on the kang (a heated brick bed) in the study, dressed itself, and left.

The next day, Hu slept in late, and each day he slept in later and later until he couldn't get up at all within a month.

His wife consulted a doctor, who diagnosed him with excessive sexual activity. His wife understood. This woman was educated and sensible;
she knew it would be embarrassing if this got out, so she gave the doctor some hush money and then ordered Shu Gui to lock Zhang Jie up.

Knowing he couldn't hide it any longer, Hu, the scholar, knelt before his wife, begging for forgiveness with tears streaming down his face. His wife softened
; because Zhang Jie was of lowly birth, she couldn't be taken as a concubine, but she agreed to let him sleep with her two nights a month.

However, doing it secretly wasn't a good idea, so she decided to give her away. This led her to the farmhand, Su Shugui.

Hu summoned Shugui, who, upon learning he was to be given a wife, immediately knelt and said, "Master, I'm a
rough man. In all these years I've served you, I only recognize the character for 'propriety' on your screen wall. You said that nothing in the world is more important than
propriety, so let my brother marry her first!"

Hu smiled contemptuously and said, "Fine! I didn't misjudge you. But listen carefully, you two brothers
sold yourselves to me, and I bought Zhang Jie. You are both my servants, and Zhang Jie must sleep with me two nights
a month ."

Shugui gritted his teeth and stamped his foot, agreeing.

Two servants couldn't afford a wedding ceremony, so Hu Daqing donated two new quilts. Su Lao Er, Shu Quan, and
Zhang Jie's new home was separated from the farmhands' shared kang (heated brick bed) by a door.

On their wedding night, Zhang Jie noticed Shu Quan sitting nearby for a long time without coming over, so she asked, "What's wrong? Do you think I'm
unclean because I came from a brothel?"

Shu Quan lowered his head and said, "How could I have such thoughts? If it weren't for my brother giving you to me, I would never have been able to get
married. But I'm thinking, you still have to sleep with the master, whose child will it be?"

Zhang Jie slapped Shu Quan across the face, "I'm a person of flesh and blood, I know right from wrong. The master
can be a hero off the bed, but a coward on it. I have a way to deal with him!"

Shu Quan crawled over and hugged his wife, burying his head between her breasts and crying. Zhang Jie first took off her own clothes,
then undressed her husband, made him lie down, kissed the sobbing Shu Quan, and pinched his nipples. Once the little
rascal was excited, he knelt down, aiming at his own vulva.

Sister Zhang twisted her waist, moaning with satisfaction. Shu Quan, knowing how to please his wife, suddenly pushed her
down and thrust into her again. Shu Quan was a skilled hand in the fields, with inexhaustible energy. Sister Zhang
, after leaving the brothel, reached her first orgasm: "Darling...darling...I...I can't take it anymore."

Shu Quan, like a young horse yearning for a narrow path, thrust his thick, strong penis in and out, each wave more intense than the last. When he ejaculated,
Sister Zhang was already weak.

Although the young couple had to separate for two nights each month, they both understood and managed to live peacefully. Whenever they
were together, they made love with earth-shattering force. Shu Gui, living next door,
couldn't bear it. His wife was originally his, but now, hearing Sister Zhang's moans of pleasure, his crotch hardened, and he couldn't resist swimming two miles in the river before
returning.

During the day, Shugui herded sheep for the entire village. Each household's sheep were let out early in the morning, and Shugui would graze them up the mountain,
bringing them back in the evening. The sheep knew their way home. Among the flock was a ewe he had liked since she was a lamb. As she
grew older, other rams tried to approach her, but Shugui would quickly drive them away with a few lashes of his whip. This year, it was mating
season again, and the ewe was also eager for a ram. Shugui, at that point of intense desire, simply took the ewe to the woods
, unzipped his pants, and had sex with her.

After more than a decade of this, he finally released his pent-up desire. Afterward, he lay on the ground, humming a little tune,
feeling much better.

That night, Shugui slept in a bed infested with bedbugs and gnats, the sounds coming from the other side of the wooden plank. Although
he had been secretly having sex with the young ewe for half a month, Zhang's moans were more stimulating than the young ewe's soft bleating.
What ? He'd find another young ewe.

The sheep belonged to the clan chief. Consumed by lust, Shu Gui disregarded everything else, climbed into the clan chief's yard,
found the ewe, and tucked it under his arm as he slipped out. But the dogs had already been alerted. When the clan chief's family arrived,
they saw Shu Gui, naked and clinging to the sheep's back, illuminated by more than ten torches. Everyone present cursed him.

After Shu Gui was brought back, his eyes were glazed over, and his face was deathly pale.

The clan chief was furious; such a scandalous act could not be tolerated. The wealthy Hu family gathered and discussed
burying Su Shu Gui alive. Upon hearing the news, Shu Quan rushed over, kneeling among the Hu family members, begging for mercy like a chicken pecking at rice,
ultimately offering his own life to save his elder brother. The clan chief said sternly, "The filth of your brothers cannot wash away the defiled
clan rules."

Seeing that there was no way to salvage the situation, Shu Quan roared to the heavens, "Heavens! My elder brother did this wrong thing for my sake. With him
dead, I have no face to live on!" He then smashed his head against the ground in front of the Hu clan members, dying instantly.

Shu Quan's death shocked the entire village. Hu's mother, leading her two sons, knelt down, offering all the family's wealth to save Shu Gui's life.

(Continued in the second part of the story of the Chastity Memorial at Qingfeng Mountain)

Actually, the Hu family had just built a new house, and Hu's mother had planned to find an obedient and honest gatekeeper. Suddenly, this
incident occurred, and Hu's mother saw an opportunity, so she personally led the whole family there.

The entire Hu family arrived at the grave where Shu Gui had been buried alive, and knelt before the entire village, begging them to spare Shu Gui's life.
The clan chief quickly helped Hu's mother up. The clan chief was surprised that this old widow had maintained such a graceful appearance, and couldn't help but
stroke Hu's mother's soft hand a few more times.

The clan chief stroked his white beard and said, "Only our Hu clan possesses such a benevolent and generous family
. Shu Gui's life will be spared. He may be spared the death penalty, but he cannot escape punishment. He committed a heinous crime, so let him be castrated."

The villagers all nodded in agreement.

After being castrated, Shu Gui stayed at the Hu family's house for more than half a year to recover. During this time, Shu Gui attempted suicide, but
was stopped by Hu Lao Er each time. From then on, Shu Gui devoted himself to the Hu family as a servant.

Zhang Jie became a widow after only one year as a daughter-in-law of the Su family, and her unborn child was fatherless before birth.
Seeing that Zhang Jie's belly was growing bigger every day and she could no longer do heavy work, and that the family was short two farmhands and needed to buy more
servants , Hu Juren heard from Hu Daqing that the lower reaches of the Yellow River had flooded this year, and there were many disaster victims fleeing to the provincial capital to sell their children. So
he went to the provincial capital with Hu Daqing.

In a small courtyard outside the west gate, traffickers wrapped more than a dozen women in reed mats, with only their feet showing.

Scholar Hu went up and asked, "Why don't you let me see the faces of the people you're selling?"

The trafficker smiled slyly, "You've all bought the young ones, who am I going to sell the old ones to? Pick one!

See if you're lucky."

Scholar Hu picked one with bound feet, thinking that bound feet meant a well-mannered and polite person. But
when he opened the , he was dumbfounded; it was an old woman older than himself. This made the trafficker laugh so hard he couldn't straighten up
.

Hu Daqing couldn't bear to see Scholar Hu's dejected look and went over to him, saying, "Scholar Hu, give me your Sister Zhang.

Isn't she about to give birth? That plump woman must have plenty of milk. My sister-in-law is also pregnant with her first child
and doesn't have milk. It would be perfect to have Sister Zhang come over to cook and feed her." "Grandma, I'll buy you a young one."

Scholar Hu nodded. Hu Daqing went over to look at the shoes, kicking them a few times. Some feet moved, some didn't
. He finally picked two with large feet and poorly stitched soles. Opening them, he found two
young women .

Scholar Hu exclaimed in surprise, "Amazing! How did you pick them out?"

Hu Daqing replied, "I kicked them a few times. The one whose feet didn't move was definitely an older woman, and the one with large feet was definitely
born after the Republic of China era. Also, look at the shoes. Shoes are made by women themselves; rough work indicates a novice, and the rougher the work, the
younger the woman ."

Scholar Hu lowered his head and said, "I'm impressed. Pick one, I'll take the other one. I'll take Sister Zhang
to your house when we get back."

Hu Daqing turned around and saw one of the two girls kneeling down, crying, "Sir, I have a younger brother who
is starving to give him a way to survive. My brother and I will serve you like cattle and horses for the rest of our lives."

Hu Daqing paid the money and led the men to find the girl's brother, who turned out to be a delicate-skinned boy. Upon asking, he
learned that the family's first three children were all girls, and the fourth was a boy. They had a son late
in life and cherished him dearly, raising him like a girl. He had never done any heavy work from childhood, fearing that he would be exposed to the wind and sun. As a result, he not only looked like a girl but also had a girlish
personality . Suddenly, a great flood swept away their good life, leaving only this third sister.

Hu Daqing was now wealthy and powerful; feeding more mouths wouldn't make him poor. On the contrary, he could give her to his mother as a plaything.

Besides, this girl was a pretty girl with a face, a chest, and a buttocks. Wouldn't she eventually become his
own ? It was a worthwhile purchase.

The scholar Hu was also happy to have bought a girl who was young and honest. He had also become familiar with bedroom
matters through Sister Zhang; bringing this girl home meant he could naturally enjoy himself every night. The old woman gave him two coins to send him away.

(To be continued)

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