Ordinary family

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Ding ding…
The chimes of the customs house startled the early-flying pigeons.
The soft cooing of pigeons, mingled with the whistles of foreign ships on the Huangpu River, painted away the thin mist of Shanghai's morning light—Shanghai was awakening.
The clanging of trams, the clattering of manure carts, and the shouts of breakfast vendors mingled together, and people began to move about in every alley and every shikumen house.
Zhang's mother, Liu Ailan, from Baoqingli, went out early to buy breakfast for her son, daughter, and granddaughter.
After greeting her neighbors, she carried a fried dough stick skewered with a chopstick in one hand and a stainless steel pot filled with soy milk in the other, the lid of which was turned upside down, revealing a large pile of Nanxiang steamed buns on top.
She pushed open the black door with her shoulder, and as she walked across the courtyard towards the living room, she called out loudly: "Xiao Chuan, Xiao Juan, come down for breakfast!"
After she placed the breakfast on the octagonal table in the living room, there was still no response from her son and daughter.
She quickly washed the greasy fried dough sticks off her hands in the kitchen, then turned and went upstairs, muttering to herself: "These two lazybones, they're still not up this late. They have to wait for their mother to pull the covers up for them."
First, open the door to her daughter's room in the back building. There she saw her daughter, Zhang Xiaojuan, who was still in high school, wearing only a tank top, her beautiful hair disheveled, sitting sleepily in the messy blankets.
Of course, a mother feels sorry for her daughter.
Ailan draped a coat over her daughter's shoulders: "It's so cold, why aren't you wearing any clothes? Be careful not to catch a cold."
Xiao Juan asked groggily, "Mom, what time is it?"
It's almost seven o'clock, is it too late?
Oh no! I'm going to be late for class. Mom helped me fold the blanket.
Don't rush, don't rush. Take your time. If it gets late, have your brother call a rickshaw to take you.
After making her daughter's bed, Ailan noticed that there was still no movement from her son's apartment in front of her, so she had no choice but to go and call him again.
When I opened the door to the front building, it was still dark inside.
She stepped forward and drew back the velvet curtains. Looking back, she saw her son on the large brass bed, still fast asleep, wrapped in a brocade quilt.
She yanked the blanket off her son: "Lazybones, get up! Didn't you tell me last night to wake you up earlier this morning?!"
The son rolled over and mumbled, "Mom, can I sleep a little longer?"
The man was full of yang energy in the morning, and when his son Zhang Xiaochuan rolled over, his bulging genitals were immediately exposed to his mother's eyes.
Even though they were still separated by a pair of shorts, it was enough to startle Ailan, who had been widowed for a long time. She quickly turned her head and said, "Xiaochuan, it's already seven o'clock. It's getting late. The soy milk will get cold if we wait any longer."
After saying that, he turned around and went downstairs.
Before long, the family of three finished washing up and sat down at the octagonal table in the living room.
Xiao Chuan looked around and saw that there were only three people, so he asked his mother, "Mom, where's Tingting? Why isn't she coming down yet?"
Tingting is Xiaochuan's daughter. She is only three years old and will be going to a boarding kindergarten run by a famous foreign nun tomorrow.
Ailan replied: "Let me sleep in today. There won't be any more sleeping in tomorrow when I go to kindergarten abroad."
Mom picked up the steamer basket on the table, and my younger sister exclaimed: Ah! There are steamed buns.
He picked up his chopsticks and took one.
Be careful, be careful the soup doesn't splash on your clothes.
The mother poured soy milk for her two children while giving them reminders.
Come here, little sister. Let your brother pour you some vinegar.
Thank you, brother.
Xiao Chuan poured a dish of vinegar for himself and his mother, then picked up a small steamed bun: "Little sister, let me teach you a trick. Watch: Gently lift, slowly move, first open the window, then slurp the soup."
As he spoke, he picked up a small steamed bun from the vinegar dish, bit off a bit of the thin skin on the side, then slurped up the soup inside the bun with a loud slurping sound, before putting the whole bun into his mouth and chewing it.
The younger sister clapped her hands with a joyful laugh: "Brother, you're so clever!"
Ailan laughed too: You little rascal, you have so many tricks up your sleeve.
I learned this from "Luo Geli" at our newspaper. You wouldn't believe how much fun he has when he speaks in Jiangbei dialect.
(Note: "Ge Li" is a derogatory term or joke used in old Shanghai to refer to office workers who wore Western-style clothing. It roughly means that they valued "face" more than "substance" and lacked confidence.)
Hmph, you call him "Luo Geli," but he calls you "Zhang Geli" too!
She doesn't learn the good things. She's so old, her daughter should be in daycare, and she's still so naughty. She needs to think about more important things!
Xiao Chuan pretended to be confused: Mom, what's the important matter?
Brother, you're still pretending to be stupid! Of course, Mom is asking you when you're going to find me another sister-in-law.
The little sister, chewing on a steamed bun, winked at her brother.
Xiao Chuan decided to play dumb: A wife? We already have one. A child? Tingting is three years old, old enough for daycare. As for… women? Trust your son and brother, they're quite adept at handling all sorts of things…
That's exactly what I'm afraid of! Those women outside... be careful they don't find...
Hehe, Mom, don't worry. My brother is a shrewd businessman; he won't bring home a 'female con artist' (a con artist is someone who cheats people out of money and sex).
Ogawa, if you find one you like, just bring it home. You can rest assured if you bring it home...
Seeing that his mother was about to launch into another long lecture about his marriage, Xiao Chuan quickly laughed it off: "Mom, we already have two beauties in the house, why would I need to find another woman! Alam's mother and sister are both so beautiful, I've been searching for so long, and I've never found a woman prettier than you two. It seems I'll have to find a wife from either of you, then Mom will be at ease."
One sentence made the mother and daughter blush.
Ailan blushed and kept saying, "I'm going to die, I'm going to die..."
Xiao Juan lowered her head, glancing at her brother out of the corner of her eye and chuckling: "Brother, you're really something! You even want to take advantage of Mom and me. I wonder what kind of person you are outside!"
Xiao Chuan seized the opportunity to change the subject: "Sister, I'm right. You're young and beautiful, in the prime of your youth, that goes without saying. Look at your mother: we two children are all grown up now, we even have granddaughters; but do you think your mother looks like a grandmother? So young, so beautiful, so stylish! Wearing a cheongsam, her figure and appearance are simply amazing!"
Xiao Juan took a closer look and saw that her mother was indeed different from usual today: a black velvet cheongsam wrapped around her plump and fair body, her hair was curly and her face was as white as snow, making her look even more elegant, noble, simple and beautiful.
Ailan felt extremely uncomfortable under her daughter's gaze: Why are you looking at your mother like that? It's giving me goosebumps.
Mom, you look so beautiful! Dressed like this, you don't just look like our mom, but standing next to my brother, you look like his girlfriend.
You're asking for it! You're more like your brother's girlfriend!
Ailan blushed at her daughter's words and quickly explained that she was taking Tingting to a foreign-run kindergarten for full-time care today, which was why she was dressed more formally. Who knew you two…
The family finished their breakfast happily.
Xiao Chuan waved his hand: Little sister, let's go. Let's call a rickshaw together.
Xiao Juan linked arms with her brother and they walked outside together.
◆◆◆ Dust-like Thoughts◆◆◆
As soon as they arrived at the roadside, a rickshaw driver in a uniform approached them, soliciting business: "Sir, madam, need a rickshaw?"
First, go to Gezhi Middle School.
Xiaochuan first helped his younger sister into the car, and then gave the order.
Sir, Madam, please be seated.
The driver agreed and ran off.
After her brother got into the car, Xiao Juan coquettishly put her arm around his shoulder and whispered in his ear: "Brother, he calls us 'Mr.' and 'Mrs.'..."
Xiao Chuan pulled his sister into his arms: "Little sister, are you saying that he thinks we look like a married couple, and that calling you my wife shows good taste? Or are you saying that he thinks you're too old and that making you my wife shows a lack of taste?"
Brother, you're so mean! Of course, I meant... I meant...
Can't explain it anymore?! Let me tell you... calling someone "wife" shows he has both good taste and poor judgment...
No, no. My brother always speaks with a sarcastic tone... and he likes to take advantage of me!
That's nonsense. My brother just likes you. So what do you mean by that?
After chatting and laughing for a while, Xiao Juan rested her beautiful chin on her brother's shoulder and asked softly, "Brother, why don't you find another sister-in-law?"
Xiaojuan, do you really want another sister-in-law?
Ogawa's tone also became serious.
No...you know, I also have a good relationship with my ex-sister-in-law...
只是不错……不过，我也怕再找的人，不能像婷婷的妈妈一样，跟你和妈妈关系处的那样不错……
谢谢阿哥，你为我和妈妈着想。只是……只是……
只是什么？
你一直一个人，不会……不会……寂寞吧？
寂寞？你说的什么呀。我上有妈妈，下有女儿，当中有你这个乖巧的阿妹，怎么会寂寞？
哎呀，阿哥！你又来了！我说的寂寞，不是这种寂寞，是那种寂寞。
你看你，什么这种、那种的？亏你还是这么有名的阁智中学的高才生呢，连国文都说不好……
哎呀，阿哥，你那能……你是装糊涂！
阿哥什么时候装糊涂了？是你表达不清吗。
我表达够清楚的了。我是问你……没有阿嫂后……晚上会不会……寂寞！坏阿哥。
哈哈！男人不坏，女人不爱吗。
哪个女人爱上你真是触霉头，气也要被你气死了。
你这么恨我啊？
哼！我那里敢恨你，我只是爱你！
噢？爱我？你真的爱我？那为什么一直要劝我讨老婆呢？
是──啊！你不是说‘男人不坏，女人不爱’吗？我爱你，是要你快找个老婆来管管你。
哈，你白费心了。家里有妈和你管已经够了，要娶啊，我看还是娶你好了。
阿哥，你又来了，人家不理你了……
不一会，黄包车就到了南京路。
一辆有轨电车当当的响着铃声，从七重天那高耸的大楼下沿着亮的轨道驶了过来。
黄包车夫停了下来，等电车过去了，再拉起车船过了铺着铁藜木的繁华的南京路。
穿过南京路，再过两条马路就到小娟的学校了。
沉默了一会的小娟忽然在哥哥的脸颊上亲了一口：哥哥，你要不是我的亲哥哥就好了。
然后跳下黄包车，就往学校大门跑去。
留下一脸疑惑的小川。
先生，现在再到哪里去啊？
终于车夫的询问让小川从惊疑中清醒过来：申报馆再过去一点。
◆◆◆　办公室的风情　◆◆◆
哎吆，‘张革里’，你终于来了。
一进报社的大门，总编兼老记‘罗革里’的带着扬州腔的苏北上海话就响了起来。
啥事体（什么事）啊？你这么急？
快，快！你昨天的那篇《天蟾大舞台与麒麟童》的稿子要快点赶出来。听说麒老板跟顾竹乡越闹越僵了。今天听麒老板的操琴师傅说，顾竹乡扬言要用硫酸废了麒麟童老板。麒老板昨天夜里向外国水手买了把手枪，要跟姓顾的拼命……
有这事？这可是个头条啊！
谁说不是呢！你把这段加进你的稿子，争取今天晚报里登出来。
好！一来麒麟童周信芳老板的新闻，上海戏迷哪个不关心？我们的报纸又可以抢个头版；二来也造造舆论，吓吓姓顾的这个流氓，让他知道戏子也不是好吃吃的。
你快赶吧。今天报社里就你坐镇了。
噫，你做什么去啊？
听说黄金荣有意帮他们摆平，我得去跟踪采访。
小刘呢？
今天跑马厅开马，他一来就被我赶去探‘马经’了。
闹哄哄了一阵后，报社里安静了下来，只有‘沙沙’的钢笔画在道林纸上的声音。
小川埋头愤笔疾书，终于不大会儿工夫就赶好了稿子。
当他长嘘一声抬起头，就看到一双美丽的大眼睛正勾魂摄魄的瞄着他……
打发实习生把稿子送往印务所，报社里也就只剩下他和美丽大眼睛的女主人了。
起身脱掉一直来不及脱的那件凡尔登呢西装，小川慢慢的向那双美丽的大眼睛踱去。
随着小川脚步的临近，美丽的大眼睛的美丽主人的美丽的肩膀明显的僵了起来。
虽然她低着头在纸上画著什么，但从她那双不停的忽闪的长长的眼睫毛上可以看出，她到底有多么的兴奋与期待。
小川的脚步移到了她的身后，弯下腰，亲昵地搂住丰润的香肩：苏苏啊，你的衣服很单薄啊！
美丽的大眼抬也没抬：你忙完了？
小川的嘴唇贴近长长的秀发，深深的吸了一口气：你的头发真是喷香啊！终于忙完了。
明显的，喷香长发的主人呼吸开始急促起来：办公室里还有别人吗？
小川的一只手抚到了长发主人的柔滑的项下，另一只手顺着肩膀滑过肩胛，向下侵略过去：我刚刚打发小学生意的（学生意：实习生）到印务所了，现在只有我们两个人……
所以，你就对人家放肆了。是吗？
小川已把她的脸扳向自己，只见那双美丽的大眼睛已是水汪汪的凤眼含春，急剧扇动的鼻翼下，贝齿轻咬著下唇。
在早已泛起红晕的两颊上亲了一口，小川用轻的只有两人才听的见的声音说道：小苏苏，我不但要放肆，还要……
还要什么？
小川一把把眼前的美人儿抱了起来：还要在老地方让你放水──第三种水！
哎呀！你好坏！
说完粉拳就落在小川的肩膀上。
老地方就是报社的资料室。
里面是一排排的书架，堆放著各种报纸、杂志和书籍。
最里面有一张双人写字台，供报社同人们摘抄资料用的。
而现在这巨大的写字台就是小川与他的情人苏小姐共赴云雨的阳台了。
小川边吻著怀里的美人，边把她放到写字台上坐好。
他俩都没有脱衣服，小川只把苏苏的外衣解开，把里面的羊毛衫推了上去，粉白的胸膛裸露在小川的眼前。
苏苏推了小川一把，撩起衣服，将温润如玉的后背转向他：来，帮我一下。
小川帮她解开乳罩的扣子，乳罩一下子松开。
小川紧紧地将她抱住，两只手伸到前面，托住两个脱颖而出的乳房。
顿时，一种温热柔软的感觉充满了他的手掌。
他爱不释手地抚弄著两个如鸽子窝般温暖的乳房。
他从苏的腋下将头伸过去，用嘴含住一个嫣红的乳头，她的嘴中发出一阵呻吟：别这么用力嘛。
她说著，却将小川的头按在那里。
他用手轻轻抚摸著，摸得她浑身舒畅。
他游动的双手停了下来轻轻捏弄美丽的乳头。
苏的乳头硬突起来，好像两粒樱桃，好美，好动人。
小川的手好像有电流一样，她也像是触了电，全身都在颤抖，口中喘著长气：好舒服啊！……小川……轻点……人家痛……啊……好……好……
小川低头含起一个乳头，语音模糊地问道：比你表哥……更舒服吧？！
用……用力……揉揉……大令……别提他……好吗……不是家里一定……要我……我一定会……嫁给你……的……
小川也不回答，用另一只手撩起苏苏的裙子，把手伸进她的三角裤里。
苏苏的小腹下面那块突出的阴户，上面长满了毛，这些毛很短但是很多。
肉缝里早已是淫水淋漓了。
小川放开苏苏，解开裤带，褪下裤子：苏苏，帮我弄弄。
坏家伙，一直欺负人家的东西。人家不吗。
说是这样，但看着那粗粗大大，白里透红的大阳具，就伸手一把握住了，轻轻捏捏来回套弄。
小川见她捏住了大阳具，伸手就脱她的三角裤，她没有抗拒，很快的脱下来了。
苏小姐的阴户非常丰满，耸得高高的，阴毛短短的，两片鲜红的阴唇生得那么美嫩。
这惹人发狂的半裸少女，已经把小川看得如醉如痴。
他趴到苏苏的身上，将一根手指插到她的花蕊里，没有受到任何阻碍。
他凑近她的耳朵，悄悄对她说：苏苏，黄浦江涨潮水了。
她抬起胳膊遮住眼睛：坏人，别弄松（玩弄、使坏）我了好不好。
她嘴里喷出的香气一下子把小川罩住了，罩得东西南北也分不清了。
她紧紧把他搂住，湿润绵软的香舌挤到这个‘坏人’的嘴里忘情地吻著，纤细的手指也抓住他已经胀到极点的肉棒，慢慢导入到她温暖的小穴中。
小川架起她的胳膊，使劲一捅，玉茎一下子全根而入。
他发出了一声呻吟，她也长长吐出了一口气。
就这样，两人静止了许久。
她只是温柔地亲著小川的脸，小川只是静静地插在她里面，感受着她里面的紧缩、蠕动与润滑。
无数次的偷情后，他知道苏苏非常喜欢这样缓缓地抽送，所以他就开始慢慢地抽插起来。
抽插了数百来下后，小川试着慢慢加快抽送的速度。
苏苏的小穴已经变得相当湿滑了，小川很快地就让他的大肉棒在里面用力来回。
虽然怕有人会突然进来，她咬著小川的衣领，但是她的呻吟的声音依然渐渐地大声且放浪了起来！
啊…好…大令…让我好舒服……用力…对…我喜欢这样的感觉……用力…啊…好棒啊…好痒啊……我的好宝贝啊……用你的大宝贝…干我…操我的……穴……我的骚穴……喔喔……喔……好爽………啊…啊…宝贝…啊…
她口中不住压抑低吟著，眼眸微合，发出急促的淫声。
Her slender waist swayed incessantly like a water snake, bobbing and undulating, sucking and swallowing.
Xiao Chuan gradually entered a state of ecstasy, his jade stem thrusting in and out of the flower bushes, thrusting in and out to the left and right, making her pant heavily, her jade legs swaying uncontrollably, her beautiful hair disheveled and covering her pink neck, her breath coming in gasps.
The beautiful sound of "Puzz! Puzz!" echoed in the small room, rising and falling in rhythm.
Oh...oh...slower...slower...
As she hummed incessantly, Su Su kept her eyes tightly closed and swayed her head from side to side.
Her vagina was narrow and deep, the opening was extremely hot, and her vaginal fluids gushed out like a spring.
This prompted Xiaochuan to thrust his jade stem forward forcefully.
After letting out a groan, Su Su gripped the edge of the table with both hands, opened her mouth wide, and let out an electric shock-like moan.
She bit her lip tightly for a full minute, then suddenly convulsed violently, moaning softly: "Oh! Chuan...don't move...I...I'm dying...I'm finished...I'm finished..."
Following his lover's wishes, Xiaochuan pressed his hips tightly together, his jade stem pressing against the secret cave. He felt the deep mons pubis sucking and spitting out his glans, pushing and rubbing, like a surging hot current spraying onto his glans, scalding him so much that his whole body convulsed.
A surge of heat welled up at the baby's clitoris, and Xiao Chuan used all his strength to press her legs towards her chest and squeeze her buttocks forward forcefully...
A surge of heat, overflowing with nectar, a hot spring gushing from the base of the penis to the glans, shooting straight into the depths of the beauty's fragrant nest in his arms...

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