[Old Sun's Happy Life] [Author: Brother De] [Part 1] [To be continued]

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Chapter 1

The dark little side door opened with a hiss. "Old Sun, behave yourself after you get out, and don't come back in!" "Thank you, government, thank you, guards!"

A dark-skinned, thin middle-aged man emerged from the doorway, bowing and scraping with a fawning smile.

"Bang!" The little door slammed shut again.

"Damn it, I finally made it out!"

He spat a thick wad of phlegm onto the ground. The blinding sunlight shone arrogantly on the face of the middle-aged man named Old Sun. Bald, bushy eyebrows, triangular eyes, a bulbous nose, a wide-set mouth, protruding ears, the height of a second-class disabled person, a greasy yellow military uniform, dirty liberation shoes, and a tattered quilt slung over his shoulder—this was Sun Jiefang, born in 1949, imprisoned in 1976, and released in 1982.

Walking on the same dirt road that hadn't changed in seven years, Old Sun cheerfully hummed the song he'd learned in his cell: "First touch, sister's breasts, sister's breasts are firm and tight, like steamed buns just out of the steamer; second touch, sister's mouth, sister's mouth is like rice wine, tastes good with every sip; third touch, sister's waist, sister's waist is slender and graceful, like a willow floating on water; fourth touch..." "Damn it! How much further do I have to go?" An hour later, Old Sun's cheerful mood returned to the cell gate; two hours later, Old Sun's cheerful mood returned to the cool kang (heated brick bed) inside the cell; three hours later, Old Sun's cheerful mood turned into anger; four hours later, Old Sun's cheerful mood turned into helplessness; five hours later, Old Sun's cheerful mood turned into despair; six hours later, when Old Sun no longer even felt despair, he finally saw the place where he was born, a shantytown in a depression at the foot of the mountain on the edge of the city.

By the time Old Sun returned to his old house closest to the foot of the mountain along the winding alleys, it was completely dark. Old Sun pushed open the courtyard gate, which hadn't been locked for seven years, squeezed into the main room, and plopped down on the dusty kang (heated brick bed) to sleep. He slept fitfully, and when he finally got up, he was still replaying the woman in his dream in his mind. But he couldn't remember what she looked like. "Cough!" He spat a mouthful of phlegm onto the floor, finally waking up. He touched his crotch and exclaimed, "Damn it!" He realized he'd had an erection. He pulled off his tattered underpants, put on yesterday's trousers, scooped a bucket of water from the well in the courtyard, washed his face hastily, and went out. He wanted to see how his territory was doing.

Walking through the familiar alley, Old Sun was initially in a good mood. But as he walked, he noticed the new neighbors nodding and occasionally feigning realization as the older neighbors pointed and whispered among themselves. Furious, Old Sun, taking advantage of a moment when no one was looking, spat a mouthful of phlegm into the corner of the wall.

"Damn it, once I'm rich, I'll fucking kill all your women!" Old Sun, no longer in the mood to shop, turned and headed home. "Sun Jiefang!" He hadn't gone far when he heard someone call his name. Turning around, his angry expression immediately vanished. "Hey, Chief Wang, Director Li," Old Sun greeted them obsequiously. "Sun Jiefang, come in here!" Old Sun obediently followed the two into the police station.

After Chief Wang and Director Li sat down, Chief Wang said, "You're back. From now on, you must perform well and not let the government down, understand?" "Yes, yes, I will definitely perform well," Old Sun immediately replied.

"Alright, let's see how you do," Chief Wang replied absentmindedly.

"Sun Jiefang, you're not getting any younger. You can't keep messing around like this. Your parents passed away early, and no one's looking after you. You have to be strict with yourself from now on, understand? You just got back and don't have a job yet. So, go work at the textile factory in the neighborhood tomorrow. Work hard from now on, understand?" Director Li continued to tell Old Sun. "Yes, yes, thank you for the government's education." "Alright, that's all. You can go back now!" Director Wang said to Sun Jiefang.

Old Sun bowed and retreated to the door. Just as he stepped out, he heard two people inside vaguely talking about where to have a drink that night.

The next morning, Old Sun went to the textile factory in the neighborhood and found Director Li, who was also the factory manager. He quickly offered him a cigarette. Director Li looked at it and placed it on the yellow desk. "Alright, since you're here, do a good job. You don't have any other skills, so just work as a porter for the factory for now!" After saying that, he picked up the newspaper on the table and started reading. As Lao Sun stepped out of his office and reached the corner of the stairs, he saw a young woman in a red polyester dress with wavy hair enter Director Li's office.

Lao Sun found Lao Zhang, the driver, in the warehouse, offered him a cigarette, and chatted with him casually, quickly becoming acquainted.

Time flew by. Besides moving cotton yarn and loading/unloading trucks every day, Lao Sun mostly went out with Lao Zhang, and gradually learned to drive himself.

With his first month's salary, Lao Sun bought some offal and a bottle of liquor from a small shop, inviting Lao Zhang to his home for drinks. The two middle-aged men quickly became flushed from drinking, and the topic turned to women. "Old Sun, do you know about Director Li?" Old Zhang asked Old Sun mysteriously. "Director Li? What happened to Director Li?" Old Sun asked. "You don't know? Never mind, I won't say anything more," Old Zhang said mysteriously. "Tell me quickly, what happened?"

"I won't say anything more, it's not good to say too much, let's drink."

"Old Zhang, you're not being fair, what can't we brothers say?" "Alright, you drink, I'll tell you, but you can't tell anyone!" Old Sun downed his glass of wine in one gulp. "Alright, I'm tight-lipped, just tell me!" "Okay, I'll tell you, Director Li and that little Wu from our factory's union, Wu Chunxia, you know her, they're having an affair!" "You mean that woman with the big wavy hair?" Old Sun asked.

"It's her! Tell me, what a waste of talent! Enough said, enough said, let's drink!" Old Zhang sighed and clinked glasses with Old Sun.

What he said was unintentional, but Old Sun took it to heart. The next day, Old Sun began to observe Director Li and Wu Chunxia's every move. After observing them for over a month, he discovered that Director Li and Wu Chunxia often didn't go home after work.

Old Sun bought a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes, went to Director Li's office, and offered him a cigarette. This time, Director Li didn't refuse. He put it in his mouth, and Old Sun quickly lit it for him. Director Li took a puff and

said, "How's it going, Old Sun? Getting used to the factory? What brings you here?" "Getting used to it! I just have something I'd like to trouble you with, Director Li." "What is it? Go ahead!"

"Well, Director Li, what do you think of me? I live alone, and I have nothing to do after work. Do you think the factory could arrange some work for me tonight? That way, I can earn a little more." "Oh, I see. How about you work as a gatekeeper for the factory tonight? There's no one else at the factory, so it'll be considered overtime. Is that okay?" "Thank you, thank you, Director Li! I'll definitely do my best!"

"Alright, you can work tonight."

"Okay, if there's nothing else, Director Li, I'll be going now. Thank you, Director Li." Old Sun finished speaking and left the office. "Damn, just wait and see!" Old Sun thought excitedly.

It was time to leave work, and the workers poured out of the factory gate. Old Sun sat in the guardhouse, lit a cigarette, and anxiously waited for nightfall. Just as dusk was falling, Old Sun saw Wu Chunxia, wearing a white shirt, enter the factory manager's office. Old Sun quickly went upstairs and crouched under the window of the manager's office, peeking out cautiously. Through the gaps between the flowerpots, he saw her.

Wu Chunxia stood facing the window, tiptoed, and lifted one foot onto the desk, placing half of her buttocks on it. Then, with a twist of her waist, the other half went up as well, leaving only her two thin legs dangling from the desk, hanging from her trousers. She held up her trousers with one hand and placed the other on Director Li's head.

Director Li sat in a chair, facing Wu Chunxia who was sitting at the table. He gripped her thighs with both hands, his head buried between her legs. Soon, Wu Chunxia forgot about the pants she was holding; one hand braced against the table, the other pressed down on Director Li's head, panting heavily, moaning softly. Director Li's tongue slid across the dark pubic hair covering Wu Chunxia's mons pubis, then slipped down into her vulva, parting her labia minora and teasing her clitoris, again and again.

Wu Chunxia's lower abdomen was taut, making her waist appear exceptionally shapely; from the front, her waist was slender without an ounce of fat, making her hips appear wide.

Wu Chunxia was only in her early twenties. Her slightly swollen labia majora tightly enveloped her labia minora. After separating the labia majora, one could see that the tiny labia minora were filled with saliva, looking like two narrow, rose-pink, tender buds oozing a milky white color from within.

Stimulated by the tongue, Wu Chunxia's vulva secreted more fluid, which soaked the surrounding labia majora and minora. The labia minora, aroused, became much brighter in color and larger in size. Between the tongue and her vulva, long, thin strands of highly viscous secretion stretched out.

Director Li, seeing that the time was right, pressed her down. Wu Chunxia's upper body lay flat on the table, her head tilted back under the table, her long hair scattered in the air, her arms outstretched on the table.

Director Li unzipped his pants, revealing his swollen, dark purple, long and thin penis.

"Damn it, all the good cabbage has been eaten by pigs!"

Old Sun thought bitterly. Director Li thought for a moment, then took a condom from the drawer and put it on his penis. Standing between Wu Chunxia's legs, still covered by her trousers, he gently inserted his penis into her vagina. He began the back-and-forth motion. Finally, he had free hands to peel off Wu Chunxia's clothes piece by piece.

First, he unbuttoned her shirt, lifted one shoulder, pulled her fleshy arm out of the sleeve, then placed his hands behind her back, slightly lifting her upper body, pulling the clothes down, and throwing the last sleeve on the floor. Wu Chunxia lay limply on the desk, completely at his mercy.

Although Director Li continued thrusting, he noticeably slowed his pace. He would stroke Wu Chunxia's rounded shoulders, then repeatedly press her firm abdomen, and finally, reach behind her to unhook her bra. His large hands kneaded her small, firm breasts, and Wu Chunxia let out a suppressed moan.

"Get down."

Director Li pulled out his penis and yanked Wu Chunxia, who was lying on the desk waiting to be fucked again, up. "Turn around and lie face down on the desk." He then pressed Wu Chunxia firmly onto the desk, her head turned to the side, half her face pressed against the surface.

Wu Chunxia's buttocks were small and firm, but due to long hours of sitting at work, the lower half of her buttocks, where they frequently touched the bench, had two round patches of skin that had darkened in color. Her thighs were smooth and straight, very pleasing to the eye.

Director Li lifted his drooping penis and aimed it at that mysterious place again. Wu Chunxia's face was pressed tightly against the desk, saliva dripping onto the glass, forming a puddle that wetted her face.

Director Li found the closed opening and inserted again, but this time he became frantic, greatly increasing the amplitude and frequency of his movements after entering. With Director Li's increased frequency, Wu Chunxia also cried out loudly. Before long, Director Li used all his strength to thrust in forcefully, then collapsed onto Wu Chunxia's back, panting heavily.

After lying on Wu Chunxia's back for a while, Director Li withdrew from her body, sat back in his chair, lit a cigarette, took a light puff, and asked, "How was it? Did I fuck you well?" "Mmm, really good," Wu Chunxia replied, sitting up. Director Li, with the cigarette in his mouth, took out some tissues from the drawer, tore off a piece, and carefully wiped his penis and scrotum. "Damn, you're so wet, I'm completely soaked!" "That's because the factory manager is so skilled!" Wu Chunxia replied with

a smile, taking the tissues Director Li handed her, tearing off a piece, jumping off the table, squatting on the ground, and carefully wiping her genitals. After wiping, she also wiped away the saliva and vaginal fluid on the table. The two casually threw the tissues into the spittoon. Then they got dressed.

Old Sun, seeing that the two had finished, quickly and quietly returned to the gatehouse. After a while, Wu Chunxia swayed her waist and held her head high as she walked out of the factory gate. Another ten minutes or so passed before Director Li finally came out of his office. Old Sun, seeing Director Li approaching, quickly came out to greet him, "Director Li, just finished?" "Yes. Work at the factory was so busy, finally finished. I'm off, Old Sun, you keep an eye on the factory gate too." He then left.

"Damn it!"

Old Sun cursed angrily as he returned to the guardhouse.

That night, Old Sun tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep. He pulled out his dark penis. Old Sun's penis wasn't big or thick, but it was rock hard and erect, even harder than Director Li's. Thinking about what had just happened, Old Sun rubbed it with his hand until he ejaculated sticky semen, then finally drifted off to sleep.

1982 ended quickly, and 1983 arrived in the blink of an eye. The crackdown swept across the land.

Old Sun was required to report to the police station every day.

"Old Sun, you've made mistakes in your conduct with women. There's a nationwide crackdown on this now. You need to be strict with yourself, otherwise, if you do it again, it won't just be a six-year sentence; it'll be a death sentence! Understand?" That day, Director Li said to Old Sun. "Yes, yes, I will definitely be strict with myself. Please rest assured, government!" "Crackdown? Death sentence? Damn it! You'll get what's coming to you!"

On his way to the factory, Old Sun kept thinking about this, when suddenly a brilliant idea struck him. He slipped into his childhood friend's house and borrowed a camera.

Arriving at the factory, he hid the camera and began his workday. Perhaps because of the crackdown, more than a week passed without any action from Director Li.

Finally, Old Sun got his chance. After work, he saw Wu Chunxia, wearing a red cotton-padded jacket, enter the factory director's office. He quickly ran to her usual spot and took a bunch of pictures.

"Damn it, I finally caught you! Let's see if you'll listen to me now!" Old Sun thought viciously as he returned to the gatehouse.

After waiting patiently until Director Li and Wu Chunxia had left the factory, Old Sun, no longer wanting to work, locked the factory gate, ran to his childhood friend's house, kicked him out, drew the curtains, turned on the red light, and, with immense excitement, developed two rolls of film. He put away the negatives and photos, said goodbye to his friend, and returned to the gatehouse.

The next morning, Old Sun ambushed Director Li in his office as he arrived at work.

"Li Jianguo, I gave you a gift!"

Old Sun slammed an envelope on the desk.

"What did you call me?!"

Director Li roared.

"Never mind your name, just look at this!"

Director Li opened the envelope and his face immediately turned pale. "Sun Jiefang, what do you mean by this!" "Nothing, just want to see who can take the bullet! Don't tear it, I have more." After saying that, Old Sun took out a stack of photos.

"Old Sun, sit down, sit down. You've been at our factory for so long, and we haven't had a proper chat. What are your thoughts now?" Director Li pulled Old Sun to the sofa, lit a cigarette for him, and asked.

"I want to start my own business. Do you think you can help me out?"

"Sure, what do you want to do?"

"I also want to work in textiles. Can our factory handle both the purchasing and shipping?" "Oh, do you have connections?"

"No, but you can introduce me to some people, right?"

"Okay, then I'll find an opportunity to introduce you to a few people!" "Sure! That's settled then. Director Li, you go ahead and get busy. I'm going to work now!" After saying that, Old Sun left.

"Damn it, how could we fall into his hands!"

Director Li cursed angrily as soon as Old Sun stepped out the door.

Old Sun didn't reply, just chuckled and went back to the warehouse.

"Old Zhang, don't leave tonight, how about a drink?"

"What's up, Old Sun? struck it rich?"

"No, just need to discuss something."

"Sure, I'm free right now! It's on you, so it's on you!"

"No problem! It's settled then!"

After work, Lao Sun bought some offal from the street office's cooked meat shop and two bottles of baijiu from the convenience store. He waited for Lao Zhang to come over in the guard room.

"Lao Sun, you're so polite!"

"Sit down quickly, Lao Zhang, we've been waiting for you!"

After downing three cups, Lao Zhang chewed on his large intestine and mumbled, "Lao Sun, what's up?" "Well, Lao Zhang, I started a business, and I don't have much money at first. Sometimes I need to use my car. Could I borrow yours?" "Well, this car belongs to the factory, so it's not up to me!" "It's alright, I've already talked to Director Li. Just give me your approval!" "Okay, Lao Sun, you're so generous. No problem. Just let me know when you need it." "Let's not talk about anything else, brothers! Cheers!"

A few days later, Director Li... Finding Old Sun, Director Li said, "Old Sun, busy, huh? I've invited a few guys over this Sunday, shall we get together?" "Sure, let's get together then!"

On Sunday, in a private room at Jufulou Restaurant, Director Li introduced them: "Come on, Old Sun, let me introduce you. This is Bao Weidong, the factory manager of Huacheng Garment Factory; this is Xu Zhenguo, the sales manager of the First Cotton Textile Factory; and this is my partner, Sun Jiefang. He just started his own business. Please take care of him in the future." After Director Li finished introducing them, Old Sun quickly shook hands with the two men, constantly exchanging pleasantries, "I'll be relying on you guys for support from now on!" "Of course, of course!"

the two men replied.

After several rounds of drinks and dishes, and after all the pleasantries, the group, emboldened by the alcohol, finalized their business deals and drank for another while before parting ways.

1983 passed quickly, and Old Sun's business was on track. By buying low and selling high, he quickly earned his first pot of gold. He also firmly controlled Director Li through kickbacks.

The spring breeze of reform blew stronger and stronger. Old Sun noticed that people on the street were dressing more and more daringly. After thinking it over for several days, Old Sun took all his savings and boarded a train heading south.

Through Director Li's connections, Old Sun bought a sleeper ticket. Looking at the crowded and dirty hard-seat carriage, Old Sun's self-esteem was greatly satisfied.

"Damn it, I must be even more capable!"

Old Sun told himself.

He bought 100,000 yuan worth of clothes from Guangzhou and rushed back to his hometown. After contacting vendors, Old Sun quickly distributed the clothes. He made 50,000 yuan in profit. Old Sun was not satisfied. He went south again, and his business grew bigger and bigger.

Several years passed, and his sights were no longer set on small-scale clothing sales. Hearing that Shenzhen was going to develop its stock market, he sold all his businesses, got 10 million yuan, and took the train to Shenzhen. When Old Sun left Shenzhen, 10 million yuan had become 100 million yuan.

Chapter 2:

The spring breeze of reform blew across the land, and all the workers were laid off.

Soon it was the early 1990s, and Lao Zhang gloriously joined the ranks of laid-off workers.

That evening, Lao Zhang's wife, Sister Li, was upset about the impending closure of her school. Lao Zhang came to her asking for money to buy a pack of cigarettes.

"How could I have been so good to you back then? Look at you, you can't earn any money all day, and all you do is ask me for things. Are you even a man?!" Sister Li said angrily.

"Sigh!"

Lao Zhang sighed and started to leave.

"Come back! Sun Jiefang, who used to work at the same factory as you, is now successful. Go see him and see if he can help you. Or, invite him over tomorrow, and we'll ask him for help!" "Okay, I'll go find him right now." Lao Zhang left.

The next evening, Lao Sun, wearing a white shirt, a red tie, black suspender trousers, and white Double Star sneakers, arrived at Lao Zhang's house. As soon as he entered, he placed his mobile phone on the stone table in the yard.

"Old Zhang, how come you're treating me to drinks today?"

"Old Sun, come on, sit down! It's been so long since we've all sat together!" "That's right, that's right, Manager Sun, it's been so long since we invited you over. Now that we have time, let's sit together!" Sister Li chimed in from the side.

Old Sun chuckled and didn't say much, settling into the main seat. After a few rounds of drinks and dishes, Sister Li told Old Zhang about her idea. Old Sun listened, chuckled, and didn't say much, only saying he'd find an opportunity. As

the three were drinking, the courtyard gate opened, and a girl with a ponytail, wearing a sky-blue tracksuit, a red backpack, and white sneakers entered the courtyard. "Mom and Dad, I'm home!" she said in a melodious voice.

"Qianqian's back. Come and say hello to Manager Sun," Sister Li said to the girl.

Old Sun took a closer look. She had willow-leaf eyebrows, almond-shaped eyes, a pert little nose, pink lips, and beads of sweat on her delicate, oval face. Her oversized tracksuit obscured her figure, but she was quite tall, probably around 1.7 meters.

Old Sun quickly said, "Don't call me Manager, call me Uncle!"

"Hello, Uncle Sun," a voice as sweet as a nightingale's called out softly.

"Qianqian, go to the kitchen to eat. I saved some food for you," Sister Li said to the girl.

"Okay," the girl replied softly.

Old Sun watched the girl enter the kitchen. "Sister-in-law, is this your daughter?" "Yes, she's only in the first year of junior high," Sister Li said.

"You're so lucky, your child is already so grown up!" Old Sun said to the two of them.

"Old Sun, you're rich now, why haven't you found someone?" Old Zhang asked Old Sun.

"I'm not looking anymore. With money, what kind of woman can't I find? I'll just play around and live my life!" Old Sun said.

Old Sun, preoccupied with his own thoughts, lost his appetite for drinking and went home just after 7 p.m.

"Old Zhang, what do you think Old Sun meant today? He didn't give a straight answer," Sister Li asked Old Zhang, lying in bed.

"How should I know? People are so pragmatic these days!"

Old Zhang sighed. They both fell silent. After a while, Sister Li said, "What are we going to do? The school is closing down, I'm going to lose my job, and Qianqian still needs to go to school and learn to dance... sigh!" Old Zhang sighed as well.

"Old Zhang, do you think Old Sun had any designs on our daughter today?" Sister Li asked quietly after a while.

"You noticed?" Old Zhang said.

"Yes, I was thinking of sending Qianqian to my school so she could have a good opportunity, but now that's impossible. What do you think about giving Qianqian to Old Sun?" Sister Li asked.

"That's fine, but I'm afraid our daughter won't be happy if Old Sun pays more!" Old Zhang said.

"I'll go talk to Qianqian!"

After saying that, Sister Li got up and went to the girl's room.

"Qianqian, Mom wants to talk to you about something?"

"Mom, please!" The girl turned around from her desk.

"Qianqian, what did you think of that Uncle Sun today?"

"He's ugly as hell, and a lecherous guy too," the girl said with a smile.

"But my daughter is prettier! Qianqian, look, your mom and dad have both been laid off, our family is counting on you!" Sister Li said to the girl.

"Okay, don't worry, Mom, I'll definitely study hard!"

"It's not about studying hard, it's that our family is broke!" Sister Li said.

"What should I do? Maybe I should quit school and go to work!" the girl cried after a moment of silence.

"Silly child, how can you quit school? This is what your parents think. Since Uncle Sun is interested in you, why don't you... go with him! Your parents have no other choice!" said Sister Li.

The girl sobbed and remained silent for a while before saying, "Okay, I'll listen to my mother!" The next day, Old Zhang came to Old Sun early in the morning: "Old Sun, do you have feelings for my daughter?" "Old Zhang, what do you mean? You're framing an innocent person!" Old Sun said anxiously.

"Old Sun, it's not a big deal. How about this, I'll give you my daughter, what do you think? But you can't let me suffer!" Old Zhang quickly said. Old Sun

was overjoyed and quickly said, "That's fine, but I'm afraid your daughter won't agree!" "You don't need to worry about my daughter," Old Zhang said.

"Okay, I'll give you 3000 a month, what do you think?" Old Sun tentatively asked.

"Okay, but it's my daughter's first time, so I'll give her an extra 3000 for the first month!" Old Zhang said.

"Okay, that's settled then, when?" Old Sun quickly finalized the deal.

The two agreed and went their separate ways. Old Sun returned to his company, but he was distracted all day. Finally,

he looked forward to the end of the workday. Old Sun carefully styled his short hair in the middle with hair gel in front of the mirror, hailed a taxi, and rushed to Old Zhang's house.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw Old Zhang squatting in the yard smoking, and asked, "Old Zhang, what's going on? I brought the money!" "Her mother took her to the factory to take a bath, she'll be back soon, dinner is ready!" Old Zhang said.

Hearing this, Old Sun had no choice but to squat in the yard with Old Zhang and smoke. He smoked three cigarettes before he saw Sister Li return.

"Sister-in-law, you're back! My niece's here?" Old Sun asked quickly. Sister

Li smiled. "Oh dear! My dear Manager Sun, you can't rush things! Don't you know that?" With that, she pulled the girl in from outside the gate. The girl kept her head down, clutching the hem of her clothes, too embarrassed to look at anyone. She had wet, shoulder-length black hair, wore a pink blouse, her chest puffed out, creating a small curve. Beneath her white skirt were two slender, straight, snow-white legs, tightly encased in white nylon stockings, paired with sky-blue strappy sandals. Seeing the girl's attire, Old Sun thought to himself, "I really did see it yesterday; she really is a little vixen."

Sister Li turned and closed the gate, letting the girl go inside to dry her hair before coming out for dinner. She went into the kitchen to prepare the food. The food and drinks were all laid out, but the girl still hadn't come out. Sister Li got up again and pulled the girl out of the room. When she came out, the girl had dried her hair and tied it into a ponytail. Sister Li had the girl sit next to Old Sun in the main seat. The four of them sat down, and the two men , as usual, drank a toast first.

"Qianqian, how can you be so inconsiderate? Pour your Uncle Sun some wine!" Sister Li said to the girl.

"Oh!" the girl replied softly, picking up the bottle and pouring Old Sun a full glass.

After a few rounds of drinks, Old Sun, his mind no longer on the wine, became a little tipsy. Seeing the beautiful girl beside him, he suddenly put his arm around her waist. The girl was startled by this sudden action and let out a soft cry. Old Zhang and his wife exchanged a glance, saying nothing, only asking the girl to refill Old Zhang's wine. Seeing no reaction, Old Zhang became even bolder, his hand gradually moving to the girl's chest. The girl, terrified, dared not move, letting Old Sun take liberties with her. Old Sun glanced sideways at Old Zhang and his wife. When Sister Li saw Old Sun looking at her, she quickly lowered her head and ate her food. Old Zhang also got up and went to the restroom. With their tacit approval, Old Sun became even bolder. His large hand, which had been resting on the girl's chest, changed from a caress to a grab, slowly kneading one of her breasts. Seeing his increasing audacity, the girl grew increasingly frightened, lowering her head and remaining silent, her cheeks and long neck flushed red. Old Sun was enjoying himself when he heard Old Zhang cough from the restroom. He could only chuckle and remove his hand from the girl's breast.

Old Zhang sat up, coughed, and said to the girl, "Qianqian, go back to your room first. We have something to discuss with your Uncle Sun." The girl obeyed and lowered her head, returning to her room.

"Old Sun, look, shouldn't we get down to business?" Old Zhang said, taking out a piece of paper.

Old Sun took it and examined it carefully, then took out a pen and made some changes: Contract Party A: Sun Jiefang Party B: Zhang Jianguo, Li Yufeng This contract is hereby established through friendly consultation between both parties. Party A will pay Party B 3,000 RMB per month. Party B's daughter, Zhang Qian, will become Party A's mistress. If Zhang Qian bleeds for the first time, Party A will pay Party B an additional 3,000 RMB, and Party B will be responsible for Zhang Qian's contraception. If Party A terminates the contract, he must pay Party B an additional 10,000 RMB.

During the contract period, Zhang Qian is obligated to meet any of Party A's needs at any time, and Party A has the right to make any demands on Party B during the contract period.

The contracting parties are Sun Jiefang, Zhang Jianguo, and Li Yufeng

. After signing the contract, Old Zhang took out 3,000 RMB from his bag and handed it to Old Sun. "Count it, I'll give you the 3,000 when I leave. You're quite the showman!" "Alright, perfect!" Old Zhang carefully counted it.

"Alright, I'm going in now!"

Old Sun was no longer in a hurry and said slowly.

Just as he stood up, Sister Li said, "Manager Sun, this is Qianqian's first time, be careful not to hurt her!" "If you're worried, come in and watch over me, okay?" Old Sun said, then walked towards Zhang Qian's room.

Sister Li stood up, hesitated for a moment, glanced at Old Zhang, sighed, and sat down again.

As soon as Old Sun entered Zhang Qian's room, he smelled a faint scent of shampoo, then kicked the door shut behind him.

Old Sun glanced around the room. Directly opposite the door was a small wooden bed covered with pink sheets. A large, brown teddy bear sat adorably on a pink pillow, smiling at Old Sun. Bamboo poles were tied to the four legs of the bed, with a sky-blue mosquito net tied to the tops. A poster of the Little Tigers band was pasted on the wall next to the bed. A wardrobe stood between the bed and a desk, which faced the bed and was filled with books. A desk lamp was on, and Zhang Qian was sitting in a wooden chair at the desk, reading. A window was against the wall next to the desk, facing the stone table and kitchen in the yard. Sky-blue curtains hung beside the window.

Old Sun chuckled and sat down on the small bed behind Zhang Qian. He took out a cigarette, lit it, and, hiccuping, stared at Zhang Qian's back. After a while, Old Sun felt uncomfortable, took off his shoes, and sat cross-legged on the small bed, smoking and rubbing his feet. A strong, pungent smell of salted fish filled the room. Zhang Qian frowned, turned to look at Lao Sun, and got up to open the window.

As soon as Lao Sun saw Zhang Qian stand up, he quickly threw his cigarette butt on the ground and pulled her to his side. Zhang Qian stood on the floor, letting Lao Sun hug her. Lao Sun, sitting on the bed, barely reached Zhang Qian's neck. He looked up and asked, "Girl, what's your name?" "My name is Zhang Qian, Uncle Sun."

"Then I'll call you Qianqian from now on. How tall are you, Qianqian? I see you're so thin!" "I'm 169, Uncle Sun." Lao Sun hugged Zhang Qian, asked her a few questions, and then his hands began to wander. He slowly slipped his hand under her shirt, following her smooth stomach down to the bottom of her bra. Lao Sun's large hand grabbed one of her breasts, which was covered by a girl's bra, and forcefully kneaded Zhang Qian's newly developing breasts through the soft cotton fabric. Her peach-sized breasts were full of elasticity, constantly changing shape in Old Sun's hands. His other hand slid down her smooth, slender thigh to Zhang Qian's pert buttocks, squeezing them hard through her cotton panties. Old Sun, reeking of alcohol and cigarette smoke, looked up and saw Zhang Qian's face flushed crimson, as beautiful as a peach blossom, biting her lower lip and letting out suppressed gasps. He could no longer control himself, forcefully pressing Zhang Qian onto the bed and, still reeking of alcohol, beginning to tear at her clothes.

"No, no, don't do this!"

Zhang Qian struggled and whispered her refusal. But the 14-year-old girl was no match for Lao Sun. He quickly ripped all the buttons off Zhang Qian's shirt, revealing a white cotton bra underneath. Lao Sun couldn't unhook the front, so he used his strength to tear the bra open in the middle. Zhang Qian's two budding breasts were exposed to a man for the first time. On her fair and delicate upper body, her breasts, like two proud peaches, stood erect, their pink areolas revealing tiny, shyly peeked out. Lao Sun was stunned for a moment, then quickly recovered and began tearing at Zhang Qian's skirt, ripping it completely open from the side. A pair of white cotton panties appeared before him. Zhang Qian struggled, but Lao Sun easily tore the panties open completely.

Zhang Qian screamed, her legs clamping tightly together, her small hands covering her genitals. Old Sun forcefully pulled her hands away, revealing a few scattered, soft pubic hairs clinging to her swollen mons pubis, her two tender white labia tightly gripping a narrow slit.

Old Sun swallowed hard, then pounced on Zhang Qian, his foul-smelling lips rubbing against her pink face. Zhang Qian struggled, twisting and turning her head, but Old Sun couldn't find her mouth. So he stuck out his thick tongue and licked her face, soon covering it with foul-smelling, sticky saliva.

Old Sun licked his way down Zhang Qian's long neck to her breasts. He took one of her newly developed breasts into his mouth and sucked hard. The other breast changed shape in his hand. After sucking on both breasts, his tongue moved down her flat stomach to her most private area. He forcefully spread her two pink thighs apart, exposing her most private area completely. Zhang Qian's pubic hair was very sparse, with only a few strands clinging to her high mons pubis. Her labia were thick and white, with the two large labia majora tightly closed. Old Sun pried open the labia majora with both hands, revealing two small labia minora that shimmered with pink light, tightly closed together. The clitoris, about the size of a mung bean, was exposed above the labia minora. Old Sun smelled a faint fragrance. His tongue immediately went to Zhang Qian's vulva, kissing, licking, sucking, and biting at her most private area.

Zhang Qian was covered in a sticky, smelly mess from Lao Sun's ministrations, but a surge of heat rose within her with each stroke of his tongue. Her hands, which had been pushing Lao Sun away, now clung tightly to his head, and streams of her own fluids flowed onto the pink sheets along with his foul-smelling saliva.

Lao Sun was having a good time, his erect penis pressing against his crotch. He quickly pulled off his shirt. Seeing him begin to undress, Zhang Qian covered her face with her hands, her dark, thin chest heaving violently. Her belt was still fastened around her round belly. Lao Sun loosened the belt, pulling her pants and underwear down to her knees. His dark, hard penis, nestled among thick pubic hair, stood erect, emitting a pungent, fishy odor.

Old Sun spread Zhang Qian's delicate, pink legs apart, kneeling between them. With one hand, he pried open her labia majora and minora, while the other hand, holding his penis, aimed at her vulva and slowly thrust it in. The virgin's vulva was tightly closed. Old Sun's penis lingered around Zhang Qian's genitals for a while, and with the friction of his glans against her tender flesh, Zhang Qian let out a soft moan.

Finally, Old Sun's glans found the entrance to her vulva, and he slowly inserted his penis, gradually widening the tightly closed vagina. Zhang Qian gasped nervously, gripping the sheets tightly. When his penis was halfway in, Old Sun felt something blocking his path. He climbed on top of Zhang Qian and thrust his hips forward forcefully.

"Ah!"

Zhang Qian screamed, tears immediately streaming down her face. Taking advantage of Zhang Qian's open mouth, Lao Sun immediately covered her mouth with his smelly, large mouth, his tongue swirling around inside. After a while, Lao Sun felt awkward, having to strain his neck to kiss her lips, so he opened her mouth, a thin strand of saliva connecting their mouths.

Lao Sun then focused on her newly developed breasts. This time it felt good. Lao Sun bit one breast, gripped it tightly with one hand, and used the other to pull one of Zhang Qian's thighs onto his shoulder, lifting his buttocks as well.

"Uncle, it hurts, don't move, ah!"

With Zhang Qian's pleading, Lao Sun's glans had already reached the entrance of her vagina. Then he thrust it in forcefully.

The pain in her breasts was completely overshadowed by the intense pain in her genitals. Lao Sun ignored Zhang Qian's cries, thrusting his withered buttocks forcefully, the small foot on his shoulder, clad in a snow-white sock and sky-blue strappy sandal, swaying up and down with each thrust.

Hearing Zhang Qian's cries turn into wails, the Zhang couple in the courtyard could no longer sit still. They rushed to the window and saw Old Sun pressing down on one of their daughter's legs, biting her budding breasts, and thrusting incessantly. Their daughter's delicate face was covered in snot and tears.

"Sigh!"

The two sighed simultaneously, unable to bear watching any longer, and returned to the stone table.

The climax drew closer, and Old Sun bit down hard on the breast in his mouth, his hips thrusting more and more forcefully. With a final, powerful thrust, Old Sun collapsed onto Zhang Qian, motionless.

After a while, Old Sun released her breasts, his body slumping limply to Zhang Qian's side.

Zhang Qian's genitals were a mess, her labia majora and minora wide open, and with each spasm, streams of fluid flowed from her vulva onto the pink sheets.

Old Sun rested on the bed for a while, then took a cigarette from the pack on the bedside table, lit it, and looked at the slender, beautiful girl beside him, her clothes torn and tattered. When he saw the girl's newly developed breasts covered in teeth marks and bruises, her genitals a mess, and the blood-tinged, milky-white semen on the sheets, he laughed, thinking smugly, "Damn it, after all these years of suffering, I, Old Sun, have finally made it!" After finishing his cigarette, Old Sun got up, put on his clothes, and seeing his blood-stained penis, thought for a moment, picked up Zhang Qian's panty shreds from the bed, wiped them casually, pulled up his pants, and left the room.

"Old Zhang, here, this is the 3000, please count it!"

Old Sun counted out 3000 yuan from his bag and handed it to Old Zhang.

Old Zhang took the money, wanted to say something, but didn't know where to begin. He sighed, took the money, carefully counted it, and put it away. Seeing that the man had put the money away, Sister Li sighed, went back to her room to get a basin, poured hot water in the kitchen, and went into her daughter's room.

When Sister Li entered, she saw her daughter lying naked on the bed, sobbing softly. Between her parted thighs was a mess. Sister Li sat down beside her daughter, took a towel from the basin, wrung it out, and carefully wiped her daughter's genitals. After wiping her genitals, she carefully cleaned the stains on the sheets. Putting the towel back in the basin, Sister Li took a blanket from the wardrobe and covered her daughter.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she said to Zhang Qian, "Daughter, don't be sad. It's fate. Every woman has to go through this. When I was your age, I also… sigh, try to think positively. Your Uncle Sun is good! Okay, you should rest early. I'll go out now." After saying this, she put up the mosquito net for Zhang Qian and left the room.

Chapter 3

The next morning, Old Sun arrived at Old Zhang's house.

"Manager Sun, it's so early. Qianqian isn't feeling well today. Could you come another day?" Sister Li whispered to Old Sun.

"It's alright, I just came to see Qianqian, nothing else!"

With that, Old Sun entered Zhang Qian's room. Seeing that she hadn't gotten up yet, he lifted the mosquito net and sat down beside her bed. As soon as Zhang Qian saw Old Sun enter, she quickly closed her eyes and covered her face with the blanket.

"Qianqian, how are you feeling today? Are you feeling better?"

When Lao Sun asked, seeing that Zhang Qian didn't answer from under the covers, Lao Sun continued, "Qianqian, tell me, we've already done it, what's there to be upset about or embarrassed about? Your Uncle Sun has nothing else, here's 1,000 yuan for your spending money, you can go buy some new clothes or something." After saying that, he took an envelope out of his bag and stuffed it under Zhang Qian's pillow.

Stepping out of the room, Old Sun saw Mr. and Mrs. Zhang standing in the yard, looking at him nervously. Old Sun chuckled and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? I just came to see Qianqian and give her some pocket money." Hearing this, the couple beamed and quickly invited Old Sun to have breakfast with them. After Old Sun finished cooking, Sister Li went inside to call Zhang Qian. A while later, Zhang Qian, wearing a large white t-shirt, denim shorts, and plastic slippers, slowly walked to the table, sat down next to Old Sun, and frowned slightly, giving a soft "hmm." Old Sun turned his head, burst into laughter, and Mr. and Mrs. Zhang joined in. Seeing the three of them laughing at her, Zhang Qian blushed, lowered her head, and gently nudged Old Sun.

"Alright, alright, stop laughing. Hurry up and eat. I have to go to the company after I eat. Qianqian, don't go to school today either. Stay home and rest!" After saying that, Old Sun picked up his bowl and slurped down his porridge and fried dough sticks. He wiped his mouth with his hand, took out a cigarette, tossed one to Old Zhang, lit it himself, and went to work with the cigarette in his mouth.

"Hey! Manager Sun looks radiant today. Is there some good news?" As soon as Old Sun sat down in his office, his secretary, Zhao Shanshan, leaned against him, hugging his neck and acting coquettishly.

"Alright, alright, get up quickly. It'll look bad if people see this!" Old Sun impatiently pried Zhao Shanshan's hands off.

"Hey! Manager Sun, what's wrong today? I've been missing you!" Zhao Shanshan said aggrievedly.

"Alright, alright, what do you mean by missing you? Get back to work! Stop with the nonsense!" Old Sun waved Zhao Shanshan away as he spoke.

"Hmph!" Zhao Shanshan swayed away.

"Damn it, how could I have ever fallen for such a vulgar girl? I had no taste at all!" Old Sun thought angrily, watching the bright red miniskirt swaying in front of him.

The day passed uneventfully. Near the end of the workday, Old Sun's cell phone rang. "Hello! This is Sun Jiefang, who is this?!" Old Sun shouted.

"Old Sun! This is Old Li. Anything up tonight?" "Old Li! What's up? I'm free tonight. Any instructions?" "Hey, Old Sun, some people from the city are having dinner together tonight. Come join us!" "Okay, what time and where?" "How about

6 pm, the Rose Hall at the Haitian Hotel?"

"Okay, see you then!"

"Damn it, they're making me pay again!" Old Sun hung up the phone, thinking to himself.

That evening, Old Sun arrived at the private room as agreed. A table full of people were already seated. Old Li quickly stood up. "Old Sun, why are you so late? We've been waiting for you!" "Sorry, sorry, I couldn't get a taxi!" Old Sun quickly apologized.

"Alright, alright, you'll have to drink three cups as punishment later! Let me introduce you first. This is Mayor Hu's secretary, Secretary Zhao!" Old Li pointed to a refined, fair-skinned middle-aged man sitting at the head of the table.

"Secretary Zhao, hello, hello!"

Old Sun quickly went over and shook hands with him. Secretary Zhao shook hands with Old Sun limply and then sat down.

"This is Director Zhang from the Municipal Finance Bureau, this is Director Hong from the Municipal Public Security Bureau, this is Director Guo from the Municipal Construction Bureau, and Director Huang from the Municipal Foreign Trade Bureau," Old Li introduced them one by one.

Old Sun warmly shook hands with them in turn, returned to his seat, and raised his glass: "Today, thanks to District Chief Li, I'm fortunate to meet all of you leaders. It's my blessing. I'm late today, so I'll punish myself with three cups!" After saying that, Old Sun downed three cups in a row.

"Alright! Come on, everyone, let's have a toast!"

Seeing that Old Sun had already drunk three cups as punishment, Old Li raised his glass and suggested.

After a few rounds of drinks and several dishes, everyone's enthusiasm gradually rose. "Manager Sun, where are you making your fortune these days?" Director Zhang asked.

"What fortune? Just cabbages. I opened a trading company, just small-time clothing sales," Old Sun said

. Director Zhang said "Oh" and then fell silent.

"Old Sun, you're really modest. You're still just small-time? Didn't you make this much in the stock market last time?" Old Li, seeing their disdain for Old Sun, held up one finger.

"I didn't realize Old Sun was a stock market genius! We all lost money, how did you make it?" Director Zhang asked.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Old Sun chuckled and said, "It's not that mysterious. I just think that stocks are like doing business. You know, when they first sold to us, how much were they worth? What can become so valuable in just two or three days? It's all just hype driving up the price. So, as soon as I saw I'd made enough, I sold. I'm bold, but I'm not greedy. So, as soon as I saw I'd made enough, I turned around and came back!" "Good! Insightful. Come on, let's drink to Old Sun's lack of greed!" Secretary Zhao suggested.

"How about it, Old Sun? How about I point you in a way to make money?" Director Guo put down his glass and asked.

"How could I possibly agree? Director Guo, please!"

"Hainan is developing rapidly now, investing in real estate has great potential. What do you think?" Director Guo asked.

"Well, let's see!"

Old Sun shook his head and said.

"What's wrong? Why aren't you tempted?" Director Guo asked.

"No, I think this is too bizarre. Look, it's just a small island, building such expensive houses? Ordinary people can't afford it, rich people won't live there, and foreigners won't come. Who will buy these houses? They're asking for such high prices; the annual loan interest alone could bankrupt the company! We can't do it! We can't do it!" Old Sun shook his head. "Don't

underestimate Old Sun just because he's uneducated; he's got a sharp mind!" Old Li said.

"Yes! But isn't Hainan's real estate market supported by the government?" Director Hong asked.

"The place is too small; the government could easily abandon it," Old Sun replied.

After chatting for a while, the conversation turned to the split of the Soviet Union. "According to the internal reports, even ordinary Soviet citizens are having trouble buying daily necessities now; it's tough!" Secretary Zhao said.

Upon hearing this, Old Sun perked up and hurriedly asked, "Secretary Zhao, tell me in detail, what's going on?" "It's because the Soviet Union used to focus solely on developing heavy industry, neglecting light industry. Now, besides airplanes and artillery, they lack everything," Director Huang interjected.

Old Sun had a plan in mind, considered it for a while, and decided it was feasible. He then consulted Director Huang in detail about import and export matters.

After chatting for a while, the drinking session ended. Old Sun exchanged phone numbers with everyone, arranging to meet up often, and then rode home in Old Li's car.

In the car, Old Li said to Old Sun, "Old Sun, you're a rich man now, why don't you buy a car? Taking taxis all the time is so inconvenient." "Hmm, I'll buy one in a while," Old Sun replied absentmindedly, his mind preoccupied with his business dealings in the Soviet Union.

Back home, the more Old Sun thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. The next day, he invited Director Huang out for drinks. He spent the next month indulging in meat and alcohol, and the paperwork and goods for his business dealings in the Soviet Union were all completed; he was just waiting to load the trucks and ship the goods.

That day, after work, Lao Sun ordered a few dishes and a bottle of wine from the restaurant and went to Lao Zhang's house.

"Hey! Manager Sun, what brings you here today? I thought you'd forgotten about Qianqian!" Sister Li said jokingly as she took the food and wine from Lao Sun.

"Mom!" Zhang Qian blushed and gently nudged Sister Li.

"Sister-in-law, you're really joking. I've been busy, and I finally got to the point where I had to come over. Qianqian, how are you? Does it still hurt down there?" After talking to Sister Li, Old Sun asked Zhang Qian.

"Ouch!" Zhang Qian stomped her foot, covered her face, and ran back to her room.

"Hey! Still embarrassed!" Old Sun chuckled.

"Qianqian is still a child. She'll get used to it. Manager Sun, hurry up and make some food!" Sister Li smoothed things over from the side.

The food and drinks were laid out, and the four of them ate and chatted. Old Sun and Old Zhang toasted each other. Seeing Zhang Qian obediently pouring him more wine, Old Sun pulled Zhang Qian over and made her sit on his lap. He put one arm around Zhang Qian's waist and reached under her skirt with the other hand to touch her thigh. Zhang Qian blushed, sat on Lao Sun's lap, turned around, and placed a piece of fish in Lao Sun's bowl: "Uncle Sun, please eat the fish!" Lao Sun laughed heartily and said, "Don't eat the fish yet, I'll eat your fish and your abalone later!" After saying that, he kissed Zhang Qian's cheek.

Seeing Mr. and Mrs. Zhang smiling beside him, Lao Sun said to them, "Old Zhang, you don't have much to do right now, and my sister-in-law and Qianqian will be on vacation soon. So, I have to go to the Soviet Union to do business in a while, why don't you come along? It'll be good for you to go out and have some fun. If the business goes well, you can work for me and be in charge of this business. What do you think? You definitely won't lose money!" Upon hearing this, Mr. and Mrs. Zhang were overjoyed and quickly toasted Lao Sun with a glass of wine.

"Don't be so happy yet. If you take this job, Lao Zhang, you'll definitely be away from home every few days. If you're willing, give me your household registration booklets, ID cards, photos, etc., so I can help you get your passports and visas," Lao Sun said to Lao Zhang.

"Yes, yes, as long as I have something to do, that's fine. Otherwise, it's not good for me to be idle at home every day. Don't worry, Lao Sun, I'll definitely do my best!" Lao Zhang quickly agreed.

"That's right, Manager Sun, don't worry, I'll definitely support Lao Zhang's work. If you have any chores at home in the future, just tell me, and I'll definitely arrange your life. You can just focus on your work from now on. Qianqian, have you eaten yet? If you have, come to the factory with your mother to take a shower. Manager Sun, don't leave tonight!" After saying that, Sister Li took Zhang Qian from Lao Sun's arms, grabbed the toiletries, and left.

After taking a shower, on her way home, Sister Li slipped into a small shop and bought a toothbrush, towels, slippers, and a washbasin. Seeing what Sister Li was carrying, Zhang Qian asked curiously, "Mom, why are you buying all this? We have plenty at home!" "Silly girl, this is for your Uncle Sun. One towel for his face, one for his bottom, and one for his feet. You need to prepare them for him before bed, understand?" Sister Li whispered to Zhang Qian.

"Oh! I understand," Zhang Qian replied softly, blushing.

"Don't be shy, you need to know all this, you need to understand it. If you don't understand anything in the future, just ask Mom, and Mom will tell you, understand?" Sister Li said.

"I understand, Mom!" Zhang Qian replied.

"By the way, Mom, you still haven't told me what abalone is!" Zhang Qian suddenly asked.

"Abalone… abalone is a term men use for a woman's genitals!" Sister Li explained to Zhang Qian, both amused and exasperated.

"Ugh! I don't want to hear it!" Zhang Qian covered her ears and stomped her feet.

"Alright, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. You're an adult now. Like I said, if you don't understand anything in the future, just ask your mother!" Sister Li said with a smile.

As they were about to enter the house, Sister Li asked again, "Qianqian, have you been taking the medicine your mother gave you every day?" "Yes, Mom!"

"Good, that's good. You're still in school. If you get pregnant, it's no joke!" Inside the yard, the two men were still drinking.

"Qianqian, come here! Let Uncle smell how fragrant it is!" Old Sun shouted at Zhang Qian.

"Qianqian, go sit with your Uncle Sun for a while. Then go back to your room and review your lessons. The exams are coming up soon, so study hard, okay?" Sister Li said to Zhang Qian, then turned and closed the yard gate, carrying the things she had just bought into Zhang Qian's room.

Old Sun had Zhang Qian sit on his lap, hugged her, and lifted his head to smell her face. "So fragrant!" Old Sun praised. Then, pulling down Zhang Qian's neckline, he saw a white girl's bra. Two peach-sized breasts proudly pushed the bra up. He sniffed inside, "Smells good, your breasts smell good too!" "Ah!" Zhang Qian cried softly, quickly grabbing her neckline, her face flushed with embarrassment, and lowering her head, not daring to look at her father.

Old Zhang chuckled, reaching under Zhang Qian's skirt, lifting the edge of her panties, and roughly touching Zhang Qian's genitals. He took his hand out and smelled it, "Qianqian, your cunt smells good too! Haha!" Zhang Qian jumped up from Old Sun's arms in embarrassment, covering her skirt, her face flushed, and ran into the room.

"Hehe, Old Sun, you really know how to come up with some tricks!"

Old Zhang said awkwardly with a forced smile.

"Qianqian, you can't stay with your Uncle Sun anymore. Hurry up and review your lessons. Your Uncle Sun was just joking with you, don't take it to heart, it's nothing. Okay, get back to studying. I've put all of your Uncle Sun's toiletries behind the door, next to yours, okay?" Aunt Li said, seeing Zhang Qian blushing.

"Okay, Mom!"

Zhang Qian replied, then sat down at her desk to start studying.

After the food and drinks were finished, the three chatted for a while. Aunt Li tidied up the table, and Old Sun went into Zhang Qian's room. Seeing Zhang Qian reading, he didn't disturb her, but instead leaned against the small bed, smoking and thinking about business matters.

Zhang Qian turned to look at Old Sun, got up and went out. She came back in a moment later, carrying a teacup and an ashtray.

"Uncle Sun, please have some tea!" Zhang Qian said, placing the teacup and ashtray on the bedside table.

Seeing how well-behaved Zhang Qian was, Old Sun got up and hugged her.

"Uncle Sun, wait a minute, let me read a little longer, okay?" Zhang Qian said, pulling on Old Sun's wandering hand.

"Okay, go ahead and read!" Old Sun let go of Zhang Qian.

After a month of hard work, plus a little wine tonight, Old Sun quickly fell asleep. When Old Sun woke up, he saw Zhang Qian still reading.

"Qianqian, what time is it? Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"It's only 10 o'clock, that's enough, Uncle Sun," Zhang Qian said, turning to Old Sun.

Old Sun got up to hug Zhang Qian, but Zhang Qian said, "Uncle Sun, wait a minute." She got up and took out a newly bought toothbrush from behind the door, squeezed on toothpaste, and handed a cup to Old Sun. "Uncle Sun, brush your teeth first, I'll get you some water so you can wash up before you go to sleep." She then led Old Sun to the yard. After Old Sun finished brushing his teeth and washing his face, she handed him a towel and brought a basin of water into the house. "Uncle Sun, wash your bottom first!" Zhang Qian said to Old Sun, blushing.

"You're quite good at serving people!"

Old Sun said, unzipping his pants and squatting in the middle of the room, scooping water to wash his penis and anus. After Old Sun finished washing, Zhang Qian went out to empty the water in the basin, brought in a handful of water, and let Old Sun wash his feet. She then gave him slippers to change into, went out to empty the foot-washing water, and went back inside to close the door.

Zhang Qian stood shyly by the bed, her face flushed and head bowed. Old Sun sat on the edge of the bed and was about to hug her when Zhang Qian blushed and whispered, "Uncle Sun, please sit down a bit more, let me put the mosquito net in place!" After Zhang Qian got into bed and tucked the mosquito net in, Old Sun grabbed her and pulled her into his arms. Seeing Zhang Qian lying in his arms with her eyes closed, her eyelashes trembling slightly, and her pink lips gently biting, Old Sun lowered his head and kissed her lips. His thick tongue forcefully pried open her nervous, bewildered lips and swirled around in her mouth. Zhang Qian, bewildered, let his tongue roam freely in her mouth, her small hands nervously gripping Old Sun's arm. "Give me your tongue," Old Sun mumbled between kisses. Zhang Qian obediently stuck out a small tip of her tongue, and Old Sun took it in his mouth, sucking her entire tongue in and letting him savor it. Zhang Qian felt as if her soul had been sucked away by Old Sun, and she lay softly in his arms. Old Sun's hands weren't idle either. He wrapped his arm around Zhang Qian's, slipped it under her armpit, and tightly squeezed one of her breasts. His other hand slid down her thigh to her genitals, pinching her plump labia through her panties.

Zhang Qian lay in Old Sun's arms, her eyes closed, letting him take liberties with her. Her body trembled slightly with his hands, a warm current rising in her lower abdomen, flowing down her vulva as streams of vaginal fluid, soaking her panties.

Old Sun felt his erect penis pressing against his pants and began to tear at Zhang Qian's clothes. "No, no, Uncle Sun, I can do it myself!" Zhang Qian quickly tilted her head away from Old Sun's mouth and grabbed his hand.

"Alright, alright, do it yourself!"

Old Sun said angrily, seeing Zhang Qian looking at him nervously.

Zhang Qian lowered her head, not daring to look at Lao Sun. She turned around, first taking off her t-shirt, folding it neatly and placing it on the bedside table. Then she unhooked her bra from the front, placed it on top of her clothes, and began to take off her skirt… Lao Sun, looking at Zhang Qian's smooth back, slender waist, and slightly plump buttocks from behind, hurriedly undressed himself as well.

After Zhang Qian finished undressing and folding her clothes, one hand covered her newly developing breasts, and the other covered her pubic area with a few sparse pubic hairs. She lay on the bed with her eyes closed and her legs tightly clamped together. The

naked Lao Sun pounced on Zhang Qian, his dark, thin, withered, and loose body climbing up and down on her pink, youthful, slender, and tall body, exuding a girlish glow and fragrance. Zhang Qian's hands, which had been covering her sensitive areas, loosened, and she lay limply on the bed.

Old Sun held one breast in his mouth, his other hand tightly gripping the other. The two breasts changed shape under his manipulation, their pink nipples, the size of soybeans, perky and erect. One nipple was sucked tightly by Old Sun, while the other was rubbed back and forth by his two fingers.

Zhang Qian's thighs, pressed together, twisted and turned with Old Sun's ministrations, her two small, white feet kicking on the sheets.

Old Sun released the nipple from his mouth, his fingers sweeping across her flat stomach, across her mons pubis with its few sparse pubic hairs, and down to her vulva. Clear, lustful fluid flowed from between her tightly closed, plump, white labia majora, soaking the sheets as it traveled down her buttocks. Old Sun parted her labia majora with his hands, revealing her pink labia minora slightly open, her clitoris, the size of a mung bean, peeking out from under the foreskin. Clear, lustful fluid continued to flow from her vulva. Old Sun stuck out his tongue, licking back and forth from her vulva, down her labia minora, to her clitoris.

As Old Sun's tongue licked her, Zhang Qian's slender waist and nascent buttocks writhed, her throat emitting suppressed, soft moans.

"Uncle Sun, don't do this, don't do this!"

Zhang Qian pleaded softly, clinging to Old Sun's half-bald head.

Old Sun, having licked his fill, got up, knelt on the bed, lifted one of Zhang Qian's slender thighs onto his shoulder, and, with one hand, rubbed his hard penis against Zhang Qian's wet vulva. Once the glans was covered in her juices, he aimed at her vulva and slowly but firmly thrust it in.

"It hurts, it hurts, Uncle Sun, go slower!"

Just as Old Sun had fully inserted his glans, he heard Zhang Qian hiss and cry out in pain.

Ignoring her, Old Sun thrust his hips forward, plunging his entire penis into Zhang Qian's vulva, his lower body pressed tightly against her genitals.

"Ah!" Zhang Qian screamed, her body stiffening, unable to move.

Old Sun let out a breath and began to move his hips up and down.

"Slow down! Uncle Sun, slow down!" Zhang Qian pleaded, tightly gripping Old Sun's arms.

After a few thrusts, Old Sun, who hadn't been with a woman for over a month, felt a tingling pleasure, like an electric shock, travel from his glans to his tailbone. Old Sun wanted to pull his penis out to catch his breath, but just as it was halfway out of Zhang Qian's tight vagina, he felt he couldn't control himself. He thrust hard, and a stream of semen shot out of Old Sun's urethra and into Zhang Qian's vagina. Old Sun pressed tightly against Zhang Qian's vulva, motionless, his penis throbbing inside her vagina several times before finally releasing his pent-up energy from the past month.

After ejaculating, Old Sun released his legs from her shoulders and lay limply on top of Zhang Qian, panting heavily. Zhang Qian gently wrapped her arms around Old Sun's shoulders, also breathing softly.

After Lao Sun's penis had completely softened and was squeezed out by Zhang Qian's vagina along with his semen and vaginal fluid, Lao Sun rolled off Zhang Qian.

Lying on the bed, Lao Sun felt ashamed and didn't say a word. Seeing Lao Sun's expression, Zhang Qian didn't dare to speak either. She got up and brought Lao Sun's cigarettes and ashtray from outside the mosquito net, lit a cigarette for him, and leaned against Lao Sun's withered chest.

After a while, Zhang Qian mustered her courage and weakly asked Lao Sun, "Uncle Sun, did I do something wrong?" "Nothing like that!" Lao Sun replied curtly.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's not something you should be thinking about!" After a while, Lao Sun thought for a moment and said.

"Oh!" Zhang Qian responded, sat up, took out some toilet paper from the bedside table, tore off a piece, hesitated for a moment, then tremblingly grasped Lao Sun's limp penis with one hand, and gently wiped it with the toilet paper in the other, carefully cleaning Lao Sun's pubic hair and large clump of scrotum.

Zhang Qian tore off another piece of toilet paper, spread her legs, bent over and lowered her head, one hand separating her labia majora, the other holding the toilet paper, carefully wiping her genitals clean. Seeing a clump of white, sticky substance flowing from her vagina on the bed sheet, Zhang Qian tore off another piece of toilet paper and carefully wiped the sheet clean. Throwing the used toilet paper on the floor, Zhang Qian saw Lao Sun's clothes piled messily on the bed. After thinking for a moment, she carefully folded Lao Sun's clothes and placed them on top of her own clothes.

After doing all that, Zhang Qian nestled against Old Sun like a kitten, looking up at him as he smoked. She hesitated for a moment before saying, "How about Uncle Sun come up again? I promise I won't cry out in pain!" She then gently rubbed her newly developed breasts against Old Sun's relaxed arm. Old Sun stubbed out his cigarette in the ashtray, turned around, grabbed one of Zhang Qian's breasts, and said viciously, "Damn it, tonight I'm going to fuck you to death, you little slut!" Zhang Qian bit her lower lip, thought for a moment, then propped herself up, wrapped one arm around Old Sun's neck, and kissed his lips. Her small tongue pried open his lips and pressed against his, her newly developed breasts pressed tightly against his flat chest, gently swaying.

With a sudden effort, Lao Sun forced Zhang Qian to lie face down on him. He released her tongue, pulled down, and bit one of her breasts. Zhang Qian was now kneeling on the bed, her hands supporting her on the headboard. Lao Sun bit and nibbled at her breasts, his hands grasping her soft, smooth, and nascent buttocks, kneading them incessantly. Her labia majora and minora, which had just closed, opened and closed with Lao Sun's movements, and the remaining semen in her vagina gradually leaked out, dripping in a line onto the sheets. Zhang Qian bit her lip, trying hard to control herself and not cry out in pain.

Old Sun ravaged Zhang Qian's youthful body for a while, but still saw no improvement. He pushed Zhang Qian away, sat up, and cursed, "Damn it, what's wrong with me today! Forget it! I'm done!" Zhang Qian looked at the fiery Old Sun like a frightened kitten. Old Sun, after cursing for a while, also got bored. He turned his head and saw Zhang Qian looking at him with a terrified expression, her small, newly developed breasts covered in his teeth marks. Feeling embarrassed, he hugged Zhang Qian, gently rubbing her teeth-marked breasts with one hand. "Does it still hurt? I wasn't yelling at you, don't be afraid!" "It's okay, Uncle Sun, it doesn't hurt," Zhang Qian said softly, then reached out to kiss Old Sun.

"Forget it, that's it for today. You should go to sleep early too, you have school tomorrow!" Old Sun said.

"Mmm," Zhang Qian responded softly. Seeing that Lao Sun had taken another cigarette, she got up to light it for him. Lao Sun noticed that Zhang Qian's bottom was red from being pinched, and he couldn't help but feel guilty. He took a puff of his cigarette and asked, "Qianqian, what do you usually like?" "Hmm... I like the Little Tigers!" Zhang Qian thought for a moment and said.

"The Little Tigers? No way! After your exams, I'll take you to the zoo to see them! I just don't know if they sell the little tigers. If they do, I'll buy you two so you can line up with them at home," Lao Sun readily agreed.

"Uncle Sun, the Little Tigers, not little tigers in a line, it's three singers!" Zhang Qian chuckled and quickly said.

"That's even easier. I'll call them over sometime and have them sing for you!" Lao Sun waved his hand and continued to speak generously.

"Uncle Sun, they're in Taiwan, you can't call them over!" Zhang Qian said with a smile.

"Damn, you really know how to come up with some tricks!" Old Sun said with a smile, gently squeezing the breast in his hand.

The two laughed for a while, and Zhang Qian, seeing that Old Sun had finished smoking, asked, "Uncle Sun, shall we go to sleep?" "Sure, let's sleep!" Zhang Qian got up, put the ashtray on the bedside table outside the mosquito net, unfolded the towel and covered the two of them, then hugged Old Sun's arm and fell into a deep sleep.

Chapter 4

In the main room, Sister Li lay on the bed and said to Old Zhang next to her, "Old Zhang, you know, a month has passed, why hasn't Old Sun paid this month's wages?" "Did he forget?" Old Zhang said.

"Then you should ask him tomorrow and see what he means."

"That's not a good idea, didn't Old Sun say he wanted me to work for him!"

"Well, we'll talk about that after you actually start working for him. You must ask him tomorrow, understand?" "Okay, okay, I know, I'll ask first thing tomorrow morning!" Old Zhang replied.

Nothing happened that night. The next morning, Sister Li prepared breakfast and called Lao Sun and Zhang Qian to eat by the window. Zhang Qian helped Lao Sun wash up, and then hurriedly washed up herself. The four of them ate breakfast together.

"Lao Zhang, wash up everything I asked you to prepare yesterday and give it to me. I'll take care of it for you today!" Lao Sun said, a cigarette dangling from his lips.

"Here you go, it's all prepared!" Lao Zhang handed Lao Sun a plastic bag from the table.

"Okay, you eat first, I'm going to the company!" Lao Zhang took the plastic bag and got up to leave.

"Lao Sun, come with me,

I'll see you off," Lao Zhang quickly stood up and said. Outside the courtyard gate, Lao Sun said, "What's up? You've been acting all mysterious while we were eating, tell me!" "Well... Lao Sun, it's been another month, um..." Lao Zhang mumbled.

"It's just a small matter, look at the mess you've made! I prepared it a long time ago, I was supposed to give it to you yesterday, but I forgot! Here! This is 36,000, for a year, to save you the trouble." Old Sun said, taking a large envelope from his bag. "Alright, count it here, I'm leaving!" After saying that, Old Sun left without paying any attention to Old Zhang.

Old Zhang took the envelope into the yard, took out the money from the envelope, and counted it carefully on the stone table.

"Dad, where did all this money come from?" Zhang Qian asked curiously.

"It's a year's worth of money from your Uncle Sun!" Old Zhang said without looking up as he counted.

"I knew it! Manager Sun is a man who can do great things, Qianqian, you have to seize this opportunity, don't let your uncle down!" Sister Li said with a beaming smile.

"Mom, look at what you're saying!"

Zhang Qian stamped her foot and said, then hesitated for a moment, opened her mouth, but didn't say anything, and continued eating. After finishing breakfast, she said goodbye and went to school.

Old Sun arrived at the company, sat down in his office, made a few phone calls, and then called Zhao Shanshan in, intending to have sex with her. However, seeing her old face covered in white powder, he immediately suppressed his thoughts, sat up straight, handed her the plastic bag, and said, "Go to the Public Security Bureau and get these three people to go to the Soviet Union, oh! Russia, get their passports. Damn it, you can't stop talking! I've already called Director Hong, you just need to do it!" Seeing Zhao Shanshan swaying her hips as she was about to leave, Old Sun called her back: "By the way, do you know the Little Tigers?" "Yes! Why are you asking, Manager Sun?"

Zhao Shanshan, thinking Old Sun wanted to have sex with her, turned around with a flirtatious look.

"Where can we listen to them sing?"

Old Sun asked, pretending to drink tea without looking at Zhao Shanshan.

"Either we have to go to places like Hong Kong, but here, we have to buy cassette tapes!" Zhao Shanshan said disappointedly, seeing that Old Sun wasn't interested.

"Okay, I'll give you 1,000 yuan. Go buy one of each of the Little Tigers' tapes, and also the smallest tape recorder!" Old Sun said.

"The tapes are fine, but how big is the smallest tape recorder? Is this big enough?" Zhao Shanshan thought for a moment and gestured before asking.

"A tape recorder this small? That's great! Okay! This big will do, go get it done!" Old Sun said, looking at the size she was gesturing.

A week had passed by the time the passport and other documents were processed. After finishing his chores at the company in the morning, Old Sun had lunch, rested for a while, and then, carrying his passport and a large plastic bag, went to buy some food and drinks and went to Old Zhang's house.

Zhang Qian was sitting in the yard reading a book. When she saw Old Sun arrive, she quickly got up to greet him, took the food and drinks from his hands, and carried them to the kitchen.

"Qianqian, are your parents here?"

Old Sun asked, not seeing Old Zhang and Sister Li.

"They went out and won't be back until tonight!" Zhang Qian said while busy in the kitchen.

"Oh! Why aren't you in school today?" Old Sun asked, sitting down at the table.

"I finished my exams the day before yesterday, Uncle Sun!

" "How did you do?"

"Pretty good, no problems!"

Zhang Qian said as she walked out of the kitchen carrying a teacup and a thermos.

"That's good. What book are you reading?"

Old Sun asked, picking up a book from the stone table.

"Hey! Don't look!"

Zhang Qian had just put down her teacup and thermos when she saw Old Sun pick up the book she was reading. She quickly snatched it from his hands and ran back to her room.

After a while, Zhang Qian came out of her room, blushing, and sat down next to Old Sun.

"Qianqian, what kind of book is so mysterious that you won't let me see it!" Old Sun asked, sipping his tea.

"Hey! Don't ask! I won't tell you!" Zhang Qian said, blushing and stamping her foot playfully.

"Fine, I won't ask! Well then! Look what I bought for you!" Old Sun pushed a large plastic bag to Zhang Qian.

"Wow! A Walkman! All the songs by the Little Tigers!"

Zhang Qian covered her mouth in surprise as she opened the plastic bag.

"Take a look and see if you like it?" Old Sun asked proudly.

"I love it! Thank you, Uncle Sun!" Zhang Qian excitedly looked through the gift.

"That's good! Just tell your Uncle Sun if you want anything in the future!" Old Sun said generously.

"Okay! Thank you, Uncle Sun!"

Zhang Qian said excitedly, her face flushed.

Seeing Zhang Qian's bright red face, Old Sun felt a surge of desire. He pulled Zhang Qian close and kissed her passionately, his large hands slipping under the hem of her t-shirt, roaming up and down her smooth back. Zhang Qian wrapped her arms around Old Sun's neck and responded passionately to his kiss, her small tongue and Old Sun's thick tongue intertwining intensely. The only sounds in the quiet courtyard were their panting breaths. As Zhang Qian's buttocks swayed involuntarily, Old Sun felt his hard penis grow even stronger. Old Sun picked up Zhang Qian and placed her on the stone table, letting her lie flat on it with her two slender, long legs dangling below. He lifted Zhang Qian's white skirt and was about to pull down her panties.

"No! No! Uncle Sun, not in the yard, let's go inside!" Zhang Qian squirmed and pleaded softly.

"I can't wait, I have to do it now!"

Old Sun refused, panting heavily. After saying that, Old Sun unbuckled his belt, pulled down his shorts, lifted one of Zhang Qian's legs, and ripped the white panties, which were pulled up to her thigh, off her leg. He then lifted the other leg, hoisting both of Zhang Qian's legs onto his shoulders. With a thrust of his hips, his hard penis plunged completely into her wet, slippery vagina.

"Ah!"

Zhang Qian screamed in pain, quickly covering her mouth and furrowing her brows to keep quiet.

Old Sun stood on the ground, ignoring his pants lying on the floor, and held Zhang Qian's thighs, which were resting on his shoulders, with both hands, thrusting firmly. With Old Sun's movements, Zhang Qian's pain slowly subsided, her tightly furrowed brows gradually relaxed, and she hummed "hmm, hmm" sounds with Old Sun's thrusts. Her vaginal fluids flowed more and more, and the lubrication made Old Sun's movements faster and more intense.

Zhang Qian's hand, which had been covering her mouth, slipped down, and she gripped the edge of the stone table tightly to keep herself from being pushed off by Old Sun. The unconscious moans in her throat became more and more frequent, soon turning into rapid, panting breaths.

Old Sun gripped Zhang Qian's thighs tightly, panting heavily, and thrust in and out forcefully. The clear vaginal fluid turned into white foam due to friction, and was carried out of her vagina by his constantly withdrawing penis, forming a paste on the entrance of her vagina and Old Sun's pubic hair. More and more white foam was brought out, quickly wetting Old Sun's swaying scrotum and the short skirt under Zhang Qian's buttocks.

Zhang Qian's vagina twitched unconsciously with Lao Sun's thrusts, waves of intense heat emanating from her lower abdomen. Lao Sun felt her vagina tightly gripping his penis, biting at it repeatedly. He gripped her delicate thighs tighter and faster, his thrusts becoming more rapid.

With a tingling sensation spreading through his bones, Lao Sun slammed his penis against Zhang Qian's pubic bone with a low growl, his penis throbbing violently inside her vagina, several spurts of semen shooting out with each thrust.

Zhang Qian felt the scalding heat powerfully striking the deepest part of her vagina. Her lower abdomen opened like a dam bursting, the heat that had been building up inside her suddenly gushing out. The moans she had been suppressing could no longer be controlled, bursting forth with a scream.

Lao Sun pressed himself against Zhang Qian's pubic bone, panting for a while, then let the legs slip off his shoulders and plop down on the bench, looking at Zhang Qian lying on the stone table. Zhang Qian, her body limp, seemed to have fainted. Her face was flushed, her eyes tightly shut, and she breathed weakly, convulsing intermittently. Her pink legs were spread wide apart, dangling limply from the stone table. Her previously tightly closed, snow-white labia majora and minora were now wide open and bright red, with clumps of white fluid gushing out with her trembling body, piling up high on her skirt.

After a while, Old Zhang caught his breath, got up, pulled up his pants, and patted Zhang Qian's rosy face. "Qianqian, you're done!" "Uncle Sun! What's wrong?"

Zhang Qian, awakened by Old Sun's patting, looked at him groggily and asked softly.

"I'm done, you can get up too!" Old Sun said with a smile.

"Oh! Okay!"

Zhang Qian slowly propped herself up, about to get off the stone table, but as soon as her feet touched the ground, her legs gave way, and Old Sun quickly helped her up.

"How are you? Are you alright?" Old Sun asked.

"Uncle Sun, I'm fine!" Zhang Qian said softly.

"Alright! Take a rest first!"

Old Sun helped Zhang Qian sit down on a stool.

Seeing Old Sun light a cigarette, Zhang Qian quickly struggled to light it for him. After Old Sun finished his cigarette, Zhang Qian felt herself recovering. She felt a cool, sticky feeling under her buttocks. Reaching down, she found that her underwear was still hanging on one leg, and there was a sticky substance stuck to her buttocks on her skirt.

"Oh dear! What is that!" Zhang Qian exclaimed.

"Let me see. What else could it be but your wetness mixed with my good stuff? It's nothing!" Old Sun bent down and looked, saying.

"Oh dear! Mom will definitely scold me. What should I do, Uncle Sun!" Zhang Qian said anxiously.

"It's alright. Your mother definitely won't tell you. Don't worry!" Old Sun said nonchalantly.

Zhang Qian tilted her head and thought for a moment, then said, "Okay, I'll go wash up and change my skirt first. Uncle Sun, have you washed?" "No! What's there to wash! I haven't washed either!"

Old Sun said nonchalantly.

"Oh dear! Uncle Sun, you're so unclean, it's so uncomfortable being all sticky! Wait a minute!" Zhang Qian said after thinking for a moment.

After saying that, Zhang Qian put on her underwear, went back to her room to get a basin, soap, and a towel, poured hot water from the kitchen, scooped some cold water from the vat in the yard, tested the temperature, and brought it to Old Sun. She put the basin, soap, and towel on the table and said, "Uncle Sun, please stand up." Seeing Old Sun stand up, she blushed, turned her head, unbuckled Old Sun's belt, pulled his pants and shorts down to his knees, and then, holding the basin, thought for a moment before asking Old Sun to sit down again.

After Lao Sun sat down, Zhang Qian squatted in front of him, turned her head, scooped water with her hands, and poured it over his genitals. Then she lathered soap on her hands, turning her head away, not daring to look at Lao Sun's genitals. She gently rubbed his pubic hair, penis, and scrotum with both hands. Lao Sun tilted his head back, squinted his eyes, and groaned as she was being rubbed by her small hands. Zhang Qian felt that she had washed him enough, so she scooped water to rinse off the soap suds from Lao Sun's genitals, and then gently dried him with a towel. Finally, she helped Lao Sun stand up, pulled up his pants, and fastened his belt.

After finishing with Lao Sun, seeing that he was still tilting his head back and squinting his eyes, Zhang Qian changed the basin of water, took it to her room, washed herself, changed her clothes, and came out to sit next to Lao Sun. She rested her arms on the stone table, propped her chin up, and stared at something. Old Sun snapped out of his daze and, seeing Zhang Qian's expression, asked, "Qianqian, what's wrong?" "Nothing, Uncle Sun, do you...do you think I'm not a good girl?" Zhang Qian asked softly, still in the same position.

"Who said that? I think you're great!" Old Sun said, surprised.

"But, after what happened between us, my parents still ask you for money, and you even give me gifts. I feel like I've become bad!" Zhang Qian turned to look at Old Sun and said softly.

"What's wrong with that? Your parents raised you all these years, and now you're letting me sleep with you, of course I have to pay you. It's what you deserve. I give you gifts because I like you, what's wrong with that! Besides, aren't women just for men to sleep with? Are you willing to let me sleep with you?" Old Sun replied.

"I can't explain it. The first two times I was really scared and it hurt a lot, but this time it was fine. But Uncle Sun, the book says that little girls shouldn't do that, and that it's illegal for girls under 14. Also , that kind of thing can only be done with a husband. Uncle Sun, are we going to get married?

" Zhang Qian said quietly. "Don't worry about such things. Who would know if I didn't tell you? Besides, you, Uncle Sun, are capable. The police won't bother me. When you grow up, I'll give you some money as a dowry! You'll definitely find a good man!" Old Sun said generously.

"The book says that you can only do that kind of thing with one person, is that true?" Zhang Qian continued to ask.

"Nonsense, that's what people with no ability say. I used to have a woman, but now I've slept with you and don't want to sleep with her anymore. She's still obedient. Don't worry about that. I don't care how many I find, I definitely won't let you down. Don't worry!" Old Sun said confidently.

"Okay, Uncle Sun, don't worry, I know, I definitely won't be jealous!" Zhang Qian said earnestly to Old Sun, clenching her little fist.

"And Uncle Sun, why do you like me?" Zhang Qian asked after thinking for a moment.

"You're pretty, obedient, perceptive, and young!" Old Sun replied after thinking for a moment.

"Oh! I see!" Zhang Qian nodded.

"Alright, let's not talk about that anymore. I definitely won't let you down with me, so don't worry. By the way, we're going to the Soviet Union the day after tomorrow—oh! No, I mean Russia. Damn it, I can't seem to get used to it. I can even speak their language, like 'Hara-shao' and stuff. When we get there, your dad and I will go do some business, and you and your mom can have some fun!" Old Sun said with a smile.

"Great! I've never been that far before! Uncle Sun, are we taking the train?" Zhang Qian asked happily.

"How about we walk? I've already bought the tickets. Tomorrow I'll take you to buy some things, and we can eat on the train. The food on the train isn't good, so we'll bring our own. By the way, have you taken the train before?" Old Sun asked with a smile.

"No, I've never done that before! I don't know what it's like on a train," Zhang Qian asked longingly.

"Okay! I'll show you around then!" Old Sun said generously.

The two chatted in the courtyard.

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