[Urban] Sorghum Fields Wet with Dew (Full) - 25-27

Chapter 171: Seizing the Opportunity

- Qu Haishan Escorts the Work Team] Qu Haishan hurriedly introduced the three comrades of the work team to his subordinates, focusing on introducing Zhou, the county cadre, as he was already familiar with Liu Guizhi and Assistant Huang, the brigade cadre, and didn't need much introduction. Of course, Qu Haishan emphasized the hierarchy of the three members, highlighting Liu Guizhi as the team leader. Ma Xiaoxia, the brigade's women's director, was very excited to see her superior, Liu Guizhi, as the work team leader and busied herself serving tea and water.

Liu Guizhi was indeed decisive and efficient. Before she had even sat down properly, she convened a brief, impromptu meeting with the existing brigade cadres. After a brief, seemingly introductory, discussion of the revolutionary situation and the trends of the struggle, she began assigning tasks. Shortly after the meeting began, Sun Dabao, the brigade militia company commander, rushed back. His mother's coffin had just been lowered into the dug pit; he hadn't even had time to bury it before rushing back to the brigade headquarters. In his mind, his work performance was more important than anything else, especially his mother's.

Liu Guizhi looked at Sun Dabao, who rushed in covered in sweat, and instructed him, "Go and get all the militiamen to come to the brigade headquarters for a meeting!"

"Yes, sir!"

Sun Dabao stood at attention like a soldier. Without even catching his breath, he hurriedly went out to gather the militiamen.

Then Liu Guizhi said to the brigade clerk, Feng Sihai, "Go to the county town immediately and buy five hundred copies of 'The Three Old Articles.' Understand?"

Feng Sihai, of course, dared not delay, and hurriedly went out. After assigning the main tasks, Liu Guizhi suddenly remembered something and asked Qu Haishan, "By the way, where is your Party Secretary Yang Beian? It's so late, and he hasn't come to work yet? What kind of style is this?"

Qu Haishan was also puzzled; Yang Beian usually arrived earlier than him, so why wasn't he here today? He looked at Liu Pangzhu, the security chief beside him, and asked, "You're here early. Did you see Secretary Qu come to work?"

Liu Pangzhu was a man in his mid-thirties, who appeared shrewd and capable. He hurriedly replied to Qu Haishan, "Secretary Yang has already gone to the Seventh Team, which is his assigned area. He wants to give all the scattered plots of land in front of and behind the villagers' houses to the villagers. He went to resolve that matter today!"

Liu Guizhi was somewhat astonished upon hearing this and said, "What? Give it to the villagers? Isn't this clearly promoting private ownership? That bourgeois stuff! What time is it now? The proletarian revolutionary struggle is in full swing everywhere. As a secretary, he not only passively neglects the revolutionary movement but is also keen on promoting privatization? Such a trend deserves our attention!"

As she spoke, Liu Guizhi looked at Zhou, the cadre, and Huang, the assistant, clearly guiding their thinking.

The members of both work groups nodded in understanding. Zhou, the cadre, said excitedly, "This is a serious problem, and it's precisely the clue we need to dig deeper into for the struggle. Today, as soon as I arrived at this brigade, I felt a sense of lifelessness; there wasn't a trace of revolutionary spirit!"

Qu Haishan quickly chimed in, "Zhou is right. Actually, I've long been thinking about preparing for some struggle, but I'm the brigade leader, and he's the branch secretary. He holds all the power. What I want to do is completely useless. Take the matter of dividing the land among the seven groups, for example; I've always opposed it. Because of this..." "The two of them have argued a lot, but he's determined to do it! I can't persuade him otherwise!"

Assistant Huang, who hadn't spoken until now, finally said, "How can this be? Isn't Secretary Qu still following Liu Shaoqi's bourgeois line of 'Three Freedoms and One Contract'? All land belongs to the collective; how can he have the right to distribute it to the members? It seems the struggle situation in your brigade is very complicated!"

Liu Guizhi said thoughtfully, "Yes, the struggle here is very severe and complicated. We'll have to hold a small meeting later to specifically study the trends in the struggle!" Not long after, Sun Dabao, the militia company commander, brought more than ten militiamen to the brigade headquarters. Liu Guizhi held a mobilization meeting for the militiamen for nearly two hours, first conveying the spirit of the Central Committee's Cultural Revolution, then listing the vigorous achievements of the struggle in various places, then analyzing the struggle situation in Jiapigou Brigade, and finally giving a passionate and inspiring speech. Finally, Zhou, the officer in charge of the militia from the county's armed forces department, naturally gave a concluding speech: "Fellow militia comrades, you are the main force and vanguard of the revolutionary struggle in Jiapigou Brigade. You must shoulder the mission of the revolutionary struggle, be vigilant, keep your eyes open, and not let any reactionary forces' movements slip by. Dig out those class enemies from the shadows and wage a life-or-death struggle against them!"

The militiamen seemed to be stirred up, and they even shouted revolutionary slogans. The usually quiet brigade headquarters was filled with a murderous atmosphere. It was almost noon when Qu Haishan proposed that lunch be arranged at his home. At first, Liu Guizhi objected because she and Qu Haishan were relatives and she was afraid of being suspected. Qu Haishan, however, had a perfectly good excuse: "Now the higher-ups advocate eating at assigned meals, and you'll all be taking turns eating at commune members' homes. I'll be the first commune member to host you. Besides, we need to discuss some things carefully!"

Liu Guizhi understood Qu Haishan's last sentence perfectly. She knew some things and actions had to be kept secret from Party Secretary Yang Beian, and Qu Haishan's house was the best place to discuss these secrets. So Liu Guizhi agreed to have lunch at Qu Haishan's house, but she emphasized that the two comrades from the work team would stay at the brigade headquarters that evening. She also said she wouldn't come to Jiapigou every day because she had to share the town's work; in her absence, Zhou, the cadre, would be in charge of all the work.

Qu Haishan hurriedly sent the brigade's messenger to his house to have Sui Caiyun arrange lunch in advance. After discussing work for a while, Qu Haishan started arranging for them to have lunch at his house.

But just as they were about to leave the brigade headquarters, Party Secretary Yang Beian returned. Qu Haishan, of course, had to routinely introduce the three members of the work group to Yang Beian. In fact, Yang Beian already knew them, even the county official, Zhou, whom he had met before. Although Yang Beian shook hands with the three, it didn't seem particularly warm, and his expression lacked enthusiasm. This made Liu Guizhi even more displeased. She directly questioned Yang Beian: "Secretary Yang, what's going on in your brigade? From the central government to the local level, there's a vibrant struggle everywhere, but here you're completely silent. What are you doing every day?"

Yang Beian replied calmly, "The problem is we don't know what to do, or how to do it."

Liu Guizhi said sarcastically, "Mobilize the vast number of poor and lower-middle peasants to expose and denounce those hidden in the villages—the bourgeois representatives, counter-revolutionaries, spies, traitors, and other class enemies! You don't even know this? How can you be a secretary?" "

Where are those class enemies you're talking about? Those landlords and rich peasants have already been identified and are undergoing reform. Where are there any class enemies left?" "

Secretary Yang, what do you mean by that? Are you hostile to the Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution, or are you trying to protect those hidden class enemies? Your stance is terrifying; it's contrary to the Party and the people!"

Liu Guizhi's tone became increasingly volatile.

Chapter 172: Cousin and Cousin

"Secretary Yang, what do you mean by that? Are you hostile to the Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution, or are you trying to protect those hidden class enemies? Your stance is terrifying; it goes against the Party and the people!"

Liu Guizhi's tone became increasingly volatile. Yang Beian's face darkened. Not wanting to argue further, he said, "I've received so much education from the Party over the years, how could my stance be problematic? Director Liu, I'm willing to cooperate with the work team. What do you suggest?"

At that moment, Yang Beian was filled with trepidation. Was this the beginning of a storm?

"Of course, we must start by purging the leaders of the brigades and teams. The cadres of the brigades and teams must denounce and expose each other, digging out those class enemies still in leadership positions first, and then we can dig them out from among the masses!"

Liu Guizhi seemed a little anxious and somewhat out of control.

Yang Beian didn't know if she was implying anything, but he felt at ease and countered, "The country has been established for so many years. If those class enemies were lurking among us, how would we have survived?"

Liu Guizhi smiled coldly and said, "Some people have changed their nature and degenerated into representatives of the bourgeoisie, which is even more dangerous!"

Yang Beian felt that such a debate was meaningless, so he said, "Whether there are enemies or not, that should be determined by facts. The brigade has the right to cooperate with the work team in all aspects of its work. You can do whatever you want!"

Liu Guizhi seemed to remember the incident of Yang Beian distributing private plots, so she asked, "Secretary Yang, I heard that you want to distribute the land of the seventh team to the members?"

Yang Beian explained, "You've taken that out of context. I want to use the scattered plots in front of and behind the members' houses as their private plots, not all the land. Do I have that much right to distribute the collective's land?"

"Even scattered plots cannot be distributed. This is clearly following the 'Three Freedoms and One Contract' route!"

Liu Guizhi seemed to be speaking very tactfully this time, but whose route the "Three Freedoms and One Contract" was was still self-evident.

“I didn’t think about the policy issue in this matter. I’m acting practically. I think those scattered production teams are hard to manage and difficult to cultivate. It would be better to distribute the land to the members as private plots. That way, the members would be more motivated to manage it well, and it would also solve part of the members’ food problem!”

“Secretary Yang, what do you mean by that? Are you saying that only when the land is distributed to the members to cultivate themselves will they be motivated, but there’s no motivation in the collective? Isn’t this kind of thinking a policy issue? You’re denying the glorious achievements of the people’s commune!”

Seeing that she was taking things too seriously, Yang Bei’an didn’t want to argue anymore. He waved his hand and said, “Team Leader Liu, if this is indeed a policy issue, then I can abandon my approach. I can stop the pilot project in Team Seven!”

Liu Guizhi said coldly, “Even if you stop, it’s enough to expose your thought process. This is a very serious problem!”

Qu Haishan, who had been smug all along, seemed to know that the confrontation was not yet over, so he quickly tried to smooth things over. Qu Haishan said, "Let's leave these issues for later. Let's eat first!"

Then, as if reporting, he said to Yang Beian, "Secretary Yang, the comrades from the work team will be staying in our brigade for a long time. I've already thought about their meals; they'll be eating at commune members' homes. I'll take the lead in arranging today's meal. Why don't you come along?"

Yang Beian waved his hand and said, "That's a good arrangement. I won't go. In the future, whenever they're sent to commune members' homes, brigade cadres are not allowed to eat with the work team comrades. This must be followed!"

Qu Haishan smiled strangely and said, "That's certain. However, today I'm hosting the comrades as a commune member, not as a cadre. Is that alright?"

"If we're eating at your home, of course you have to accompany them. I didn't say there was a problem with that. I just said we'll be eating at other commune members' homes in the future!"

"Alright then, I can't let you go today either. Since that's the rule, I'll take the comrades to my home!"

After Qu Haishan finished speaking, he began to greet Liu Guizhi and the other two comrades.

Sui Caiyun had prepared a lavish meal, but the three members of the work group were remarkably disciplined; none of them drank alcohol, and Qu Haishan didn't pressure them. Since summer wasn't over yet, a nap after lunch was necessary, so Qu Haishan arranged for Zhou, the cadre, and Huang, the assistant, to nap in the bedroom. He and Liu Guizhi went to another room for a private conversation.

With only the two of them in the room, Qu Haishan was clearly quite relaxed. Staring at Liu Guizhi, who still possessed a slender figure and radiant beauty, sitting on the bed, he thought to himself, "Cousin, you're still so young and beautiful! Time has passed you by like the wind, leaving no trace!"

Over the years, Qu Haishan had been captivated by his cousin's alluring charm; Liu Guizhi was indeed a woman who could make any man's heart flutter.

Liu Guizhi smiled dismissively: "I don't really like hearing compliments. Judging from your words, it seems like we haven't seen each other in a long time?"

"We do meet, but it feels like we're not relatives anymore. It's been two or three years since you last visited my house, hasn't it?"

Qu Haishan sat on the chair opposite the bed.

"Cousin, you're right. We don't seem like relatives anymore, but it's not my fault. It's your behavior that creates this feeling. So tell me, what kind of relatives are we? I can't seem to remember clearly!"

"Your mother is my aunt. That's blood relation. As the saying goes, 'Aunt's family is close, generation after generation; even broken bones are connected by tendons!' No one can change that!"

Qu Haishan said, seemingly very emotional.

Liu Guizhi smiled coldly and said, "Two years ago, when you betrayed your uncle, did you ever think about your aunt?"

Qu Haishan was embarrassed for a moment, then immediately sat up straight and said, "Cousin, I know what I did was inhuman, but I had no choice. Even if I hadn't exposed your father, he wouldn't have been able to protect himself. I not only exposed him, but I also exposed myself. It was the situation that forced me to do it. If I hadn't done that, my uncle would have fallen, and I would have fallen too. If you were in my shoes, I would have done the same!"

"I'm not as ruthless as you. You betrayed your own uncle to ensure your own safety. This is a well-known trick. There's no point in saying more. However, I admire your wolf-like ruthlessness to the point of prostration. During the Liberation, you had your own father executed. During the Four Cleanups Movement, you betrayed your own uncle. When it comes to being heartless and treacherous, you are number one in the world!"

"Sister, don't say that. The thing I did by shooting my father was the same as the thing I did by exposing your father. Think about it, even if I hadn't shot him, would he have lived? Someone else would have executed him anyway. Why not use that opportunity to get something in return? Aren't you and your mother the same? Ever since my aunt left the Qu family compound, she has never gone back. Later, she completely severed ties with our Qu family. Isn't that also a kind of heartlessness?"

“My mother was forcibly kicked out of the Qu family by your father, you know, because he was afraid she would take a share of the Qu family's property. But, my mother actually benefited from this misfortune. If she hadn't been kicked out by your father, wouldn't you have executed her during the Liberation? Even if she hadn't been executed, as the sister of a landlord, she would never have been able to rise again.”

Qu Haishan smiled awkwardly and said, “Cousin, let's not talk about the past. Many times, it was out of necessity. Let's think about how to work together to fight our common enemy.”

Liu Guizhi asked calmly, “Who is this common enemy you're referring to? Is it a class enemy or your personal enemy?”

"Sister, this isn't contradictory. He's both our class enemy and our common foe!"

Chapter 173: People from the Same Ditch

Although Liu Guizhi knew Qu Haishan was probably one of the comrades, she still had to be wary of such a ruthless person. She said, "You're talking about Yang Beian, right? You're being a bit inappropriate here." Qu Haishan smiled mysteriously and said, "Cousin, there's no one else in this room now, so let's not make it sound so high-sounding. Isn't Qu Haishan your enemy? Who killed your father?" "If you say my

father died at Yang Beian's hands, that's a bit arbitrary. Back then, when Yang Beian led the work team to Jiapigou to carry out the Four Cleanups Movement, it was just like me leading the work team to carry out the Cultural Revolution. Did he have any personal grudges against my father? Everything he did was just work! The one who directly killed my father was probably that little white-shoes girl. If I have a real enemy, it's that little prostitute!" Qu

Haishan felt a surge of tension. What if Liu Guizhi targeted Xiaobaixie? He rolled his eyes and said, "Xiaobaixie, a woman, wouldn't have the guts to expose your father. It was Yang Bei'an who secretly instigated her and backed her up. Actually, Yang Bei'an is determined to kill your father. Otherwise, why would he even bother with the corpse after he's already dead, continuing the fight against it?"

Qu Haishan carefully observed the changes in her expression.

Liu Guizhi finally couldn't suppress the hatred in her heart any longer. She suddenly stood up and said, "I won't let Yang Beian go, but I won't let Xiaobaixie go either!"

Qu Haishan hurriedly said, "Sister, you can't touch Xiaobaixie!"

"Why?"

Liu Guizhi glared at him and asked, "Is it because Xiaobaixie is your mistress?"

Of course, Liu Guizhi knew about his shady dealings in the village, and she even knew almost how many women he had in Jiapigou Brigade.

Qu Haishan chuckled and said, "Your brother doesn't lack women, and I won't protect her for that. The main thing is that she's too useful to us. Think about it, if we want to bring down Yang Beian, the most powerful weapon is your father's case. We must overturn his conviction and clear his name. But to clear his name, we must get Xiaobaixie to recant her testimony. As long as Xiaobaixie changes her story and says that your father raped her and her daughter, that the whole thing was fabricated, and that Qu Haishan forced her to frame your father, then we'll have achieved all our goals: clearing your father's name and having evidence to bring down Yang Beian!"

"Do you think Xiaobaixie will recant as you say? You know best the relationship between Xiaobaixie and Yang Beian's wife, Yao Lijuan. They're from the same village and relatives. Xiaobaixie sought refuge with Yao Lijuan back then." Liu Guizhi knows even better about the situation in Jiapigou Village.

"Cousin, don't worry about that. I have a way to make Xiaobaixie change her story, but you have to ensure her safety!" “

That’s fine. As long as she overturns my father’s case, she’ll have redeemed herself, and the past will be wiped clean. Besides, her family is classified as poor peasants, so there won’t be any problem!”

Liu Guizhi assured Qu Haishan. Liu Guizhi genuinely wanted to use this opportunity to overturn her father Liu Kui’s case.

Qu Haishan breathed a long sigh of relief and asked, “Cousin, do you think our breakthrough point should be Yang Beian?”

Liu Guizhi looked at him calmly and said, “Why is your targeting so obvious? Our working principle is to mobilize the masses and root out those lurking class enemies. By the way, you just said that besides potentially becoming our common enemy, Yang Beian is also your enemy? What kind of grudge do you have?”

A faint smirk played on Liu Guizhi's playful lips; she knew what her cunning cousin was up to. Qu

Haishan paused for a moment, then immediately adopted a wronged expression, saying, "Cousin, do you really think I have any personal grudge against Yang Beian? Actually, we have no personal grudges. Our conflicts are all work-related. When I said he was our common enemy, I was referring to you. He's your enemy, so he's also my enemy, because the person who died at his hands was your father, who was also my uncle!"

Liu Guizhi stared at him suspiciously, saying, "Cousin, when did you become so sentimental? I really didn't see that coming!"

Qu Haishan feigned helplessness, saying, "Cousin, I'm telling the truth. My hatred for Yang Beian stems from the fact that he drove my uncle to his death. I really don't have any other grudges against him. Work-related disagreements are normal!"

Liu Guizhi smiled coldly and said, "Cousin, your real resentment towards Yang Beian probably isn't because of my father's affair, is it? If I'm not mistaken, your hatred for Yang Beian is more like the hatred of someone who stole your wife, isn't it? It's a kind of hatred hidden deep in your heart, isn't it?" "

Hate of someone who stole your wife? What are you talking about? You're getting more and more absurd. His wife is in his house, and my wife is in my house. Who stole whose wife? Cousin, you have quite the imagination!"

Qu Haishan, of course, couldn't reveal his true feelings to Liu Guizhi without reservation.

"Cousin, don't think I don't know about that attempted rape of Yao Lijuan back then! At that time, I was already sixteen or seventeen years old, and I remembered everything. You even received a demotion because of that, didn't you?" "

Liu Guizhi stared intently at him as she spoke.

Qu Haishan's face was filled with embarrassment and awkwardness. After a long while, he explained, "That matter... it wasn't that serious. Yao Lijuan deliberately made things up about me. I admit I lost control at the time, but it was because I liked her so much. Is it wrong to like someone?" "

I didn't say there was anything wrong with you liking Yao Lijuan. I just brought it up because of today's topic. It's true that you like Yao Lijuan, and there's nothing wrong with that. The problem is that Yao Lijuan doesn't like you. She likes Yang Beian. You had no choice but to resort to that desperate measure of forcibly taking her!"

"Actually, it's not what you think. It's not that Yao Lijuan has no feelings for me at all. It's just that I couldn't compete with Yang Beian. If Yang Beian hadn't gone to such lengths to compete with me, Yao Lijuan would definitely have married me. But after that incident, everything changed!"

"So, all these years you've harbored resentment towards Yang Beian and Yao Lijuan, and you've always considered Yang Beian your enemy. That's what you meant by 'common enemy,' right?" Liu

Guizhi stared intently at him, scoffing.

"Cousin, you're too imaginative! Those things happened seventeen or eighteen years ago. Would I remember them so clearly? Besides, it's not like I couldn't marry a woman without Yao Lijuan. Not long after Yao Lijuan married Yang Beian, I also married a seventeen-year-old girl. Do you think your cousin-in-law, Sui Caiyun, is inferior to Yao Lijuan? She's just not as cultured as Yao Lijuan, and she's even prettier than Yao Lijuan. All these years have passed, why would I still hold a grudge against Yao Lijuan and Yang Beian?"

Liu Guizhi snorted, saying, "I'm sure you don't lack women." "But I know your character very well. If you don't get what you want, you won't give up easily. You'd rather get it and leave it idle than not get it. Besides, Yao Lijuan is a woman you truly love. So the root of your hatred for Yang Beian lies here. Don't ever say it's because of my father's matter again. You're not that kind!"

Liu Guizhi felt that she had to hit Qu Haishan where it hurt, otherwise she would be in a passive position later.

Qu Haishan was embarrassed for a while, then said, "Anyway, I really hate Yang Beian because of my uncle's matter. I can't help it if you don't believe me! Let's put aside our personal grudges and treat him as a class enemy we need to investigate. In any case, our goals are the same. So tell me what our next step should be?"

Liu Guizhi thought carefully for a while and said, "What we should do first is to consolidate some evidence and secretly mobilize the masses. As for the real big action, we'll have to wait for the Red Guards to come. The real vanguard will be those Red Guard scorpions. We just need to be fully prepared!" "

Speaking of the Red Guards, Qu Haishan thought of his son, Qu Yong, and asked, 'Cousin, I was just about to ask you, where did you take my son? They said he went to the city to join the Red Guards, but these past few days have passed, and I haven't heard a word from him.'

'That's because you haven't heard from him, but I have my every move under control. He's doing well in the county town, even becoming a minor leader. Yesterday, Secretary Tian came to the city to find your son. It's said that the Red Guards from the county town will be going down to the various towns and villages within three to five days. Then, Qu Yong will lead a group of Red Guards back to Jiapigou Town. So, the real operation will have to wait until they arrive.'"

(Chapter 174: Uninvited Guest)

That night, Xiaobaixie's husband, Erdoubao, had just left the melon shed in the production team. Qingcao in the east room seemed to be asleep as well. Xiaobaixie locked the outer door and returned to her room, preparing to go to bed. However, her itching down there started to flare up again. She took off her outer trousers, sitting on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed) wearing only her flowered shorts. She put her hands inside her shorts and probed the opening with her two long fingers. Just then, there were three knocks on the window. Xiaobaixie knew a man had come, though she didn't know who it was, but she needed a man's help at that moment. She quickly pulled up her shorts, her bare legs exposed, and went to open the outer door.

The man Xiaobaixie led in was none other than the brigade leader, Qu Haishan. Because Qu Haishan had many women to deal with, he could only come to Xiaobaixie's house once every ten days or so. And it wasn't mainly to sleep with Xiaobaixie; he was after her daughter, Qingcao. For Xiaobaixie, although she wasn't lacking in male companionship, she still longed for Qu Haishan to visit her more often. Firstly, she needed Qu Haishan's protection; secondly, his member was bigger than any of the men in Jiapigou, a perfect remedy for her itch. Xiaobaixie had always thought Qu Haishan's was the best in Jiapigou, but after that day in the melon shed when that young rascal Yang Leiluo had his way with her, she realized Yang Leiluo was truly the best, and unusually large—she'd never seen a man with such a large member. Qu Haishan could only be second, and by a significant margin.

But Xiaobaixie knew that while that sixteen-year-old's member was good, it wasn't something she should covet. Getting it once was already a blessing; why would that boy want to get it again? She had no reason, no chance, to get Yang Leiluo again.

Aside from Yang Leiluo's newly discovered special treasure, what Xiaobaixie really wanted was Qu Haishan's...thing.

Before Qu Haishan could even stand still inside, Xiaobaixie grabbed him and cried out hungrily, "You're just in time, come and get me!"

Qu Haishan was preoccupied with other things, and having just entered the house, his body hadn't even reacted yet, so he teased, "What's wrong, getting horny again?"

"It's your mouth that's horny! It's not horny down there, it's itchy, unbearably itchy! Hurry up and give me a little push!"

Xiaobaixie said, hurriedly reaching her hand into the front of Qu Haishan's pants. But when she grasped it, it didn't seem erect yet, and she asked with some disappointment, "What's wrong? You seem so limp, did you just get off some woman?"

"Nonsense, if I just got off another woman, why would I come here? To embarrass myself?"

Qu Haishan said, squeezing her large breasts through her vest. Among the women in the village, Xiaobaixie's breasts were unmatched, the number one, which was a major reason why Qu Haishan liked her. Qu Haishan didn't just sleep with any woman; each one had to be someone he found interesting.

"You haven't been with any women, so why isn't your thing hard?"

Xiaobaixie's hand frantically stroked Qu Haishan's manhood, trying to make it erect quickly. Sure enough, she felt a firmness in her palm.

"Do you think a man's thing is just a stick? Always hard?"

Qu Haishan was starting to feel sexually aroused by her stroking.

"Don't you men get hard when you see a woman? Why aren't you hard when you see me?"

The more Xiaobaixie held his manhood, the more intense the itch became inside her. At these moments, she would lose control, transforming into a veritable harlot. This state was beyond her control; it could be said that this strange disease in Jiapigou Village turned all the women into harlots.

Qu Haishan felt his manhood about to be aroused by her hands, but he was there to take care of something very important, and he should take advantage of Xiaobaixie's eagerness to keep her wanting more, so he could get what he wanted. Therefore, Qu Haishan couldn't possibly do it to her first; he had to finish what he needed to do before relieving her itch. Thinking this, Qu Haishan pulled Xiaobaixie's hand out of his pocket, pushed her to sit on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), and said, "What's the rush? Now that I'm here, you can't stop me. I'll relieve your itch later. I have something important to tell you. Let's talk about it first, then we can play. I'm not leaving tonight; I'll play with you until dawn!"

Xiaobaixie became wary when she heard he had something important to say. Could it be the matter Yao Lijuan had mentioned a few days ago? A strange tension eased the itching beneath her shoes, and she regained her composure, looking at him and asking, "What's the big deal? It's made you lose all interest in doing good deeds?"

"Of course, it's something that concerns your fate. Otherwise, would I be in such a hurry?"

Qu Haishan started with a barrage of threats.

The girl in white shoes looked astonished and said, "It concerns my fate? What is it? Just tell me already, why are you beating around the bush?"

Qu Haishan lowered his voice and said, "Think about what it could be? Of course, it's still about Liu Kui's case!"

"Liu Kui's case? Didn't you say it was buried? Why are you bringing it up again?"

The girl in white shoes was filled with fear and panic. At this moment, her mind went blank, as if she had returned to that night two years ago. The situation that night was almost identical to this one. Two years ago, the brigade secretary Liu Kui's testicles were crushed by the girl in white shoes at the denunciation meeting, and that very night, Liu Kui hanged himself. However, some villagers insisted on continuing the denunciation of Liu Kui's corpse, and the work team, to appease the masses, agreed. During the denunciation, it was said that the corpse was even blown up, and Liu Kui's body reportedly knocked down two young men who were supporting it.

From that night onward, no one dared to walk through the denunciation site; villagers closed their doors early in the evening, and didn't attend meetings called by the work team. The "Four Cleanups" campaign came to a standstill. An ominous atmosphere enveloped the village, and everyone was filled with unease.

Xiao Baixie was especially frightened and took her daughter to visit relatives in another village. It wasn't until half a month later, when things had calmed down somewhat, that Xiao Baixie dared to return home with her daughter, Qingcao. It seemed this matter was truly serious, and Xiao Baixie began to live in constant fear. She

kept thinking that Liu Kui's death was related to her, having nightmares every night, worrying at night that Liu Kui's ghost would come to claim her life, and during the day worrying that the cadres would hold her accountable. Xiao Baixie lived in a state of perpetual anxiety and despair. For several days, she didn't go to work at the production team, as if she were seriously ill. That night, she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. She was immediately terrified and broke out in a cold sweat, asking in a trembling voice, "Who is it?"

A man's voice came from behind: "I am Qu Haishan. I have something important to discuss with you. Open the door quickly!"

Qu Haishan? Qu the brigade leader, Liu Kui's wife's nephew! This series of connections terrified Xiaobaixie. What did Qu Haishan want with me? Could he be here to investigate Liu Kui's matter? But no matter what, she had to let Qu Haishan in.

Xiaobaixie, trembling, put on her shoes and walked towards the door of the outer room

. Chapter 175:

The Man Who Broke In at Night Xiaobaixie's husband was still working at the water conservancy construction site. Only she and her daughter Qingcao were at home. The sudden visit of a man late at night made Xiaobaixie nervous, especially since the matter of Liu Kui had been making her uneasy all day. The girl in white shoes hurriedly ushered Qu Haishan into the house, her eyes darting nervously at the brigade leader who rarely visited her home. Her voice trembled as she asked, "Brigade Leader, why did you decide to come to my house tonight? Something must have happened."

"Hehe, Little White Shoes, you should know why I came to see you, right?"

Qu Haishan, quite familiarly, plopped down on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), his eyes fixed on the two enormous mounds on the chest of the girl in white shoes' shirt, like a child longing for milk looking at its mother's hidden breasts.

The girl in white shoes panicked under his gaze, instinctively covering her chest with her hands as if it were bare, even though it was actually well-covered by her clothes. This action was instinctive, but what terrified her more was Qu Haishan's sarcastic remark earlier. Her eyes darted around nervously as she asked, "Captain, how would I know why you wanted to see me?"

Qu Haishan's gaze continued to sweep over her body before finally settling on her face. He said, "Of course it's something crucial to your fate. Otherwise, why would I be here so late?"

His voice was somewhat sinister and chilling.

Little White Shoes became even more nervous, seemingly already sensing that it was definitely related to that matter. She asked frantically, "It concerns my fate! What is it? Captain, please tell me quickly! I really can't guess what it is!"

Qu Haishan still didn't say what it was. By the light of the kerosene lamp, he scanned the room and asked, "Where is your daughter, Qingcao? I haven't seen her."

Little White Shoes hurriedly replied, "Qingcao, she's sleeping in the east room. My daughter is all grown up now and has her own room. Are you looking for her?"

Qu Haishan quickly covered up, saying, "I'm being extra careful, afraid someone might overhear us. Is it just you and your daughter at home tonight? Are there any outsiders?"

Qu Haishan circled around to confirm that it really was just the two of them at home. The girl in white shoes hurriedly said, "Captain, what are you saying? How could there be outsiders in my house? It's just the two of us, mother and son!"

Qu Haishan smiled mysteriously and said, "It's good that there are no outsiders. Then sit down next to me, and I'll tell you what it is!"

The girl in white shoes hesitated for a moment, but still came to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and sat very close to Qu Haishan. Her high, large breasts rose and fell slightly, clearly showing her unusual nervousness. She waited for Qu Haishan to speak. But at that moment, she seemed to feel the peculiar gaze that this man was giving her.

Qu Haishan's voice remained low but sinister: "I'm here to see you about my uncle Liu Kui! You should understand what it is, right?"

As expected, her guess came true. The girl in white shoes shuddered involuntarily and cried out, "Your uncle did so many terrible things, he couldn't bear to live anymore, he hanged himself! What do you want from me?"

"If you hadn't crushed his testicles, would he have been so distraught as to hang himself? You know, if a man loses his manhood, life is meaningless. Of course he would have committed suicide. Actually, even if he had slept with you and your daughter, it wouldn't have been a capital offense. A little struggle would have been enough, but you, this heartless woman, killed him."

The girl in white shoes trembled even more violently, saying, "Why do you say I crushed your uncle's testicles? I didn't! I just put my hand in! I didn't!" The girl in white shoes was already incoherent, trembling at the thought of Liu Kui's ferocious, dead face.

"Does saying you didn't crush them even matter?" "The hospital's test results are in. You're the one who crushed my uncle's testicles!"

Qu Haishan's voice rose an octave, his eyes fixed on Xiaobaixie's pale face.

Xiaobaixie was terrified for a moment, then gritted her teeth and said, "Even if I did it, isn't that right? He violated my mother and me. This is revenge, and it's what he deserved!"

Thinking of Liu Kui's despicable nature, Xiaobaixie's earlier panic subsided somewhat.

"Xiaobaixie, are you really ignorant or just pretending? Even if Liu Kui is a death row inmate, even if he's a counter-revolutionary, how to deal with him is the government's business. What right do you have to kill him? Aren't you breaking the law?"

"He hanged himself, how could I have killed him? Captain, what are you saying?"

Xiaobaixie trembled even more violently.

"If you hadn't crushed his testicles, would he have hanged himself?" "His death is directly related to you. You were transferred because of some issues with the Three-Anti Campaign, but Liu Guizhi is still the director of the Women's Federation in the town. She doesn't know the truth about her father's death yet; she thinks he committed suicide because he couldn't bear the criticism. If she knew it was because you crushed her father's vital organs, would Liu Guizhi let you off the hook?"

"It wasn't just me who was criticizing Liu Kui; many people beat and scolded him, even the work team was doing it. Even if they investigate, how much of a problem could I face?"

Although Xiaobai was terrified, she still felt that crushing Liu Kui's two objects wasn't wrong.

"You think you're not in any serious trouble? Haven't you heard that Yang Beian made a mistake because of this? He was expelled from the work team and removed from his position as deputy secretary of the town party committee. The higher-ups are very clear: beatings and struggles are acceptable, but not causing injury or death. If you cause such serious consequences, and they investigate, you'll go to jail, not just for three or five years, but maybe for the rest of your life!" "

Little White Shoes was terrified, staring at Qu Haishan in horror. She cried out, 'Captain, you're telling me this tonight because you want revenge for your uncle?'

Qu Haishan's eyes swept over her body again, and he said, 'You're wrong. I'm not here to avenge Liu Kui; on the contrary, I'm here to save you. Although Liu Kui is my uncle, I don't pity him. What I want to tell you is, it's not that I want to do anything, it's that his daughter, Liu Guizhi, won't let you go!'

Little White Shoes looked at Qu Haishan, completely bewildered, and timidly asked, 'You say you can save me? How?'

'As for how I'll bury you, don't worry about that. I can only tell you one thing: Liu Guizhi is my aunt's daughter, my cousin. If I want to resolve this matter, there won't be any trouble!'" "

Little White Shoes's large chest heaved, her eyes still filled with trepidation and confusion. She asked, 'Captain, why did you come to save me? We're not related. Liu Kui is your uncle. Why are you siding with me instead of your relative?'

Qu Haishan moved closer to Little White Shoes, their bodies touching. He stretched out an arm and naturally wrapped it around her neck, whispering in her ear, 'Because I feel sorry for you two, and I can't bear to see you suffer any misfortune. I wanted to help you!' As he spoke, his

fingertips traced her cheek. At that moment, Qu Haishan's eyes shone brightly, like a light bulb.

Little White Shoes immediately understood this man's purpose for tonight. Her heart pounded wildly, and she asked, 'Is it really that simple? Just to pity us? This isn't just the two of us in this house; I have a man too!'"

Seeing that Xiaobaixie was almost succumbing, Qu Haishan became even more audacious, pulling her closer and saying, "Of course, it's not just about pitying you, it's mainly because I like you! By the way, I almost forgot about your man, Erdoubao. But I heard that his thing is like a little bug, completely unable to satisfy you. If you taste my good stuff, you'll know what it's like to be a woman!" ( Chapter

176

: Surprisingly Beautiful) "

Little White Shoes knew the consequences of refusing Qu Haishan. It seemed she had no choice but to give herself to him, whether she wanted to or not. Besides, in her mind, her body was no longer clean; it had already been defiled by Liu Kui. What was there to cherish? So she looked at Qu Haishan and asked, 'Captain, if I get together with you, can this matter really be buried? Will no one pursue it anymore?'

Qu Haishan chuckled and said, 'Little White Shoes, you give me your body and expect me to bury such a huge matter? Don't you think that's too easy? Your matter is a small matter. This matter involves your life!'"

The girl in white shoes was immediately bewildered and asked, "Then what else do you want? Besides my body, what else do you want?"

Qu Haishan leaned close to her ear and said, "Back then, Liu Kui used three steamed buns to get both your body and your daughter's body. I buried such a huge thing for you, and you want me to sleep with you by yourself? That's so unfair, isn't it?"

The girl in white shoes felt a tightness in her chest, thinking that all men are the same, and this was another Liu Kui. She couldn't help but say, "What? You want my daughter to sleep with you? Aren't you just as much of a beast as your uncle?"

“I won’t be like him. I will love you all like I would my own women. As long as I’m a cadre, you won’t suffer, and I’ll guarantee you won’t be bullied by anyone! Your man, Erdoubaozi, is a good-for-nothing. He can’t make sure you live a peaceful life. Yang Beian and Yao Lijuan really did a terrible thing back then, sticking such a beautiful flower like you in a pile of cow dung. I feel so sorry for you!”

Although Xiaobaixie was somewhat moved by his words, the main reason wasn’t his words, but the matter of Liu Kui, which forced her to have no way out but to submit. But the thought of dragging her daughter into it made her feel uneasy. She said, “I’d like to be with you, but my daughter is still a girl. She’ll get married. If she’s with someone like you, who’s neither here nor there, how will she get married in the future?”

Qu Haishan snorted and said, “Wasn’t Qingcao’s relationship with Liu Kui also neither here nor there? How does it affect her marriage?”

"What if you get her pregnant? Can you really marry her?"

the girl in white shoes said anxiously. "Don't worry, I won't let her get pregnant. I have a way. As long as she doesn't want to get pregnant, I won't let her get pregnant!"

Qu Haishan seemed to have a secret contraceptive method, but no one knew what it was.

The girl in white shoes was still unwilling to involve her daughter, so she said again, "Even if I agree, my daughter won't agree!"

"How did she agree to let Liu Kui sleep with her in the first place? If you explain the seriousness of this matter to her, your daughter will watch her mother go to jail. She's not some innocent girl anymore. She's already been taken advantage of by Liu Kui for so long. Do you think she'll still care about that?"

Qu Haishan seemed a little impatient at this point, and said, "Speaking of which, I won't force you. Think it over yourself. If you don't want me to cover up that matter for you, then I won't take advantage of you. I'm leaving now!"

The girl in white shoes immediately panicked again and said, "Who said I didn't want to? I was just worried that my daughter wouldn't agree." "Aren't you afraid of causing trouble? As for my daughter accompanying you, let me talk to her slowly. Don't rush it. If you're really that pent up, then just take me tonight, okay?"

Qu Haishan's face immediately brightened, and he lewdly said, "That's for sure. Of course, I'll do it in order. First, I'll take the mother, then the daughter. That's what I'm thinking too!"

As he spoke, his eyes darted to Xiaobaixie's bulging chest, saying, "Then let me see your breasts first. I've heard your breasts are the biggest among women!"

Xiaobaixie felt a mix of emotions and didn't comply with Qu Haishan's request. Qu Haishan, however, was about to start playing. He lifted his buttocks off the edge of the bed, stood up, and put his arm around her waist, one hand kneading her full breasts through her undershirt. She flinched back slightly and also stood up from the edge of the bed, but unwillingly straightened her body, letting Qu Haishan's hand grab her breasts. Her breasts were indeed very large, but still very soft.

Qu Haishan touched her for a while and said, "Lift up your shirt."

The girl in white shoes still stood there blankly. Qu Haishan continued, "Why are you acting like a young girl? If you don't lift it yourself, I'll strip you naked."

At this moment, the girl in white shoes suddenly burst into tears, saying, "How can I be so shameless? My husband is still at the water conservancy construction site earning us work points, while I'm at home seducing men. I'm so shameless!"

As she spoke, she lifted her undershirt while crying. Qu Haishan half-teasingly comforted her, saying, "Your husband is useless. He can't take good care of your 'land,' and if no one else comes to cultivate it, it'll be abandoned. What's there to feel guilty about? Even if he's at home, it's all for nothing. In a moment, my 'thing' will definitely cultivate you very comfortably!" The girl in white shoes sighed, tears welling in her eyes, and let Qu Haishan do as

he pleased .

Her skin was indeed very fair. Qu Haishan looked at the beautiful middle-aged woman in front of him. Before, he had only thought about her, but now she was showing off her large breasts in her own home for him to play with, and he was even going to have sex with her later. He felt infinitely proud, thinking that he had actually studied women for the rest of his life.

At this moment, Xiaobaixie's clothes had been lifted up to below her neck. At that time, women wore nothing underneath, and her two large, plump breasts were exposed. Her nipples were also large and dark brown, but her breasts were very white, like extra-large steamed buns.

"Hehe, you really live up to your reputation, they are indeed extra-large, I like them!"

Qu Haishan's eyes gleamed as he stared at the two large mounds of flesh.

"What's so curious about that? You can tell the size just by looking at the clothes. I can't shrink, so do whatever you want."

As she spoke, Xiaobaixie wiped away her tears, lifted her clothes with both hands, and turned her head to one side, as if she was ready to risk everything.

Qu Haishan looked at her full, trembling breasts and couldn't help but grab them and knead them hard. Her breasts were soft and delicate, and his hands kept kneading them, making her large breasts swell like water-filled balloons. While playing with her breasts, he said, "Why don't you react at all when I play with your breasts?"

She kept turning her head away, saying, "What reaction could I have? My daughter is eighteen years old."

Actually, Xiaobaixie was enduring the sensation.

"Then let me show you what I'm capable of,"

Qu Haishan said, cupping one of her large breasts, grasping the nipple with his hand, and then sticking out his tongue to gently lick it. Her breathing immediately quickened; being played with by a strange man was already very stimulating.

Qu Haishan put her nipple in his mouth, sucking on it incessantly. Her nipple was large, and it felt very pleasant and comfortable in his mouth.

He gently bit her nipple while licking it with his tongue, and Xiaobaixie couldn't help but react. She closed her eyes slightly and opened her mouth slightly, displaying an expression she herself hadn't expected. Her body began to lean forward unnaturally, her waist swaying slightly. She had never experienced such delicate service from a man before. Her man was a rough fellow, only knowing how to thrust his hard object inside, and even then, it was too short to reach the bottom. Her breasts had never been licked by her man.

Qu Haishan licked one of Xiaobaixie's plump, full breasts while his other hand grabbed her other large breast and kneaded it vigorously. Xiaobaixie remained standing, but her hands, which were raised above her undershirt, began to tremble. This woman no longer had the strength to hide her physical reactions; as he licked her, she began to moan softly. Surprisingly, her moans were quite alluring.

(Chapter 177: Humble and Submissive

) The woman in white shoes was still standing there, but her hands, which were lifting her shirt, began to tremble. She no longer had the strength to hide her physical reactions. As he licked her, she began to moan. Surprisingly, her moans were quite beautiful.

Qu Haishan was an experienced hunter, seemingly possessing a deep understanding of women's bodies and physiology. He knew how to play with a woman on her first time, making her feel like she was in heaven, so that she would be as docile as a lamb the next time. A man had to put in the effort during his first time with a woman, the more delicate the better. Moreover, his skills in this area were superb. His career as a woman hunter began after that foreign female corpse made him a man. At eighteen, his stepmother, Xin Damei, trained him in all sorts of techniques. Over the years, with his superior skills and power, he was like a fish in water among women, doing whatever he pleased. Tonight, Qu Haishan was going to put in the effort to make Xiaobaixie weak and limp.

His hands moved down from her large breasts, gently kneading her waist. Xiaobaixie twisted her waist, the flesh on her lower abdomen trembling incessantly. She subconsciously placed her hands on her two large breasts, kneading them incessantly. She opened her mouth, panting heavily.

Qu Haishan adopted a touching posture, humbling himself before the woman. He knelt before her and licked her navel with the tip of his tongue. The moment his tongue touched her body, she trembled violently, her large buttocks thrusting back forcefully, her thighs pressed together, and her inner thighs rubbing incessantly. Qu Haishan knew from experience that her vagina was beginning to secrete fluid, and that it was already very itchy and empty inside.

Qu Haishan placed his hands on her wide hips, then reached behind her, squeezing her plump buttocks.

Little White Shoes gently wiggled her large buttocks, his hands continuing to knead her breasts. Qu Haishan, kneading her large buttocks, said to her, "Little White Shoes, take off your pants."

Seeing that she ignored him, he reached for her pants and unbuttoned them.

Little White Shoes was clearly still not ready to expose her genitals to another man. She gripped her waist tightly with both hands and whispered, "No." "You don't want to?"

Qu Haishan asked in surprise.

"Go ahead and come in if you want, I don't want you to see!"

Little White Shoes answered shyly. At the same time, she asked, "You must have slept with many women, why are you still interested in me? I'm not a young girl anymore, nor a young wife, why are you still thinking about me?"

"I like you."

"What's so good about me? I'm not pretty, and I'm not young."

Little White Shoes was genuinely curious. Qu Haishan had no shortage of women, so why was he still interested in her, a woman nearing forty? But she immediately seemed to understand; Qu Haishan was mainly after her daughter, Qingcao.

Qu Haishan's answer was direct: "I like your big breasts and your big ass! Come on, let me pull down your pants?"

Little White Shoes gradually loosened her hands, and Qu Haishan gently unzipped her pants, then made her turn around. He saw her fair, plump buttocks; although covered by her pants, the rounded curves still made his penis quickly hard. Clearly, his penis and he shared a fetish.

Qu Haishan had her hold onto the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and she instinctively stuck out her buttocks. It seemed she wasn't unfamiliar with this position, but it couldn't have been her man, Erdoubao; it was more likely Liu Kui who had done it this way. Qu Haishan grabbed her waistband and gently pulled down her pants. Her vase-like waist and large buttocks were almost naked before his eyes. She wore only a small pair of old, tattered underwear over her wide buttocks. Her two plump, white buttocks gleamed alluringly under the lamplight. From behind, her waist was slender, while her buttocks were incredibly wide. She had a wild, devilish figure. Qu Haishan couldn't resist pinching her bare buttocks with both hands, kissing her plump, tender bottom through her underwear. Qu Haishan wouldn't hold back on his skills tonight.

The woman in white shoes was now holding onto the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), her large buttocks sticking out. Her undershirt was rolled up, exposing her entire back, and her large breasts swayed with her movements. Her pants were pulled down to her calves, leaving only a small pair of underwear over her large buttocks. Her buttocks were so large that they seemed to evoke the urge in any man to enter her.

Qu Haishan pressed his face against her plump buttocks and then gently pulled down her underwear, pulling it down to her thighs. No wonder people call women "sluts"; he smelled a pungent odor from her genitals, a mixture of vaginal fluid and urine. Her two dark brown labia were pressed tightly together, wet, and the sparse pubic hair on either side of her labia was also covered in her own fluids.

Although she tried to stick her buttocks out, she was still embarrassed and tried to hide. Qu Haishan made her bend over and spread her thighs, so that her private parts were completely exposed to him. He parted her large labia, revealing her luscious secret passage. She immediately began to tremble, her passage contracting in waves. He could see a thick, sticky fluid flowing from her opening onto her mons pubis, wetting the pubic hair.

Qu Haishan parted her labia with both hands. Although she was compliant, she was unwilling. She said, "Can you not look at me here? It's so ugly."

Qu Haishan didn't speak, but opened his mouth and sucked her two dark brown, tender labia into his mouth. Little White Shoes immediately began to writhe wildly, thrusting her large buttocks back forcefully. He gently bit her labia, then inserted his nose into her wet passage.

"No, no, ah, ah, it's so itchy, so uncomfortable!"

Little White Shoes began to moan wildly, writhing her large buttocks.

Qu Haishan asked, "Has your husband ever done this to you?"

"No, no, my man is a good-for-nothing. His thing is no good, and he even licks me!" The

girl in white shoes blurted out the truth, her voice trembling with excitement.

"Has anyone else licked this place?"

Qu Haishan asked curiously and lewdly.

"No, no, I've never seen it with anyone but my man."

"What about my uncle, Liu Kui? You don't mean he hasn't done this to you, do you?"

Qu Haishan lightly patted her buttocks.

The girl in white shoes blushed and said, "Don't mention that beast, your uncle!"

Qu Haishan felt he couldn't mention Liu Kui at this moment. He stopped talking, spat out her labia, then parted them and began his advance into her secret passage.

Qu Haishan held her buttocks and first licked her inner thighs. She immediately reacted, her buttocks trembling and sticking out. She began to cry out, "Ah, ah, I'm so itchy! Quick, quick, put your thing in! Erdoubaozi has never satisfied me! My insides are itching to death!"

Qu Haishan still wanted to keep her hanging, so instead of using any instruments, he extended his tongue and inserted it all the way into her secret passage. His tongue immediately felt her tight, wrinkled passage enveloping it tightly. Her passage was very moist. Although she had given birth, it wasn't as tight as a young woman's, but the warm feeling had a unique charm. His tongue probed inside her passage, and her passage contracted rhythmically, gripping his tongue very comfortably. After a while, he pulled his tongue out of her passage and then, holding her buttocks, turned her around.

Facing him, her face flushed, she tried to turn her head away, saying shyly, "Don't do this. This is the first time someone has licked my private parts. You're not my man, I'm not used to it."

Qu Haishan stood up and said, "What's there to be uncomfortable about? I've already licked your cleft."

With that, he lifted her onto the kang (heated brick bed). She propped herself up with her hands, sitting on the kang with her legs spread apart, her calves tucked in, and her feet on the edge of the kang, her wet cleft completely exposed to him. Her face was red; perhaps she had never sat like this before, exposing her private parts to someone. She shyly turned her face to the side and whispered, "Why are you making me do this? My private parts look terrible."

Only then did Qu Haishan begin to carefully examine the woman's private parts. Her large buttocks were snow-white, her legs spread wide, tender yet strong. The color of her two snow-white thighs gradually deepened at the base, revealing a long, fleshy slit in the middle. On either side, thick, fleshy labia majora rose, sparsely covered with pubic hair. In the center of the labia majora were two small, dark brown labia minora, which he had licked open completely, clinging to the edges of the labia majora like wings, revealing her pink, secret passage.

The entrance to the passage had been licked open, and the tender flesh inside was rhythmically undulating, with moisture flowing out. (
Chapter 178: Rescue is Here)

Qu Haishan seemed to know that the woman was already quite aroused, but he still didn't want to go in right away. He knew the importance of this first time; if a woman experienced a profound and unforgettable pleasure she had never experienced before, she would become a man's captive.

Qu Haishan continued his meticulous caresses. The little white shoe's clitoris was now swollen, above which lay her mound, covered in lush pubic hair, proving she was a woman with a high sex drive. Qu Haishan was quite experienced in this area.

He buried his head between her thighs again, immediately smelling a pungent odor mixed with vaginal fluid and urine, a scent that excited him even more. He stuck out his tongue again, looked up at her, and then placed the tip of his tongue on her swollen clitoris. When he licked it, she seemed to be electrocuted, her large buttocks jerking upwards, her thick legs instinctively clamping together, trapping his head between them.

Qu Haishan held her buttocks and sucked the clitoris into his mouth. Her buttocks began to thrust upwards rhythmically, her cries of pleasure echoing: "Ah, ah, it itches so much, don't do this, I can't take it, ah, ah!"

He sucked on her clitoris, then moved his tongue down to the entrance of her vagina, gently licking her labia. She was like a madwoman, her legs tightly clamping his head, thrusting her large buttocks upwards. Qu Haishan stuck his tongue into her secret passage; because she was facing him with her legs spread wide, his tongue could penetrate even deeper. His tongue thrust in and out like a penis.

Little White Shoes sat on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), being ravaged while loudly moaning, "Ah, ah, so itchy! Your tongue is amazing, longer than my husband's! How can you be so good at this! Ah!" Qu Haishan gripped her large buttocks tightly, then sucked her labia back into his mouth. She seemed particularly sensitive to this stimulation; every time he sucked deeper, she felt like she was suffocating. Qu Haishan decided to bring her to orgasm.

Qu Haishan gently bit her clitoris; she felt the fullness of her passage, cried out loudly, "Ah, ah, so full, it's so itchy inside! Is your thing okay? Use your cock..."

Little White Shoes was now so overwhelmed by this man that she no longer cared about shame.

"What's the rush? Just hold on a little longer, you'll feel even better once it's inside!"

Qu Haishan said, spitting out the petal he was sucking.

Little White Shoes sat on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), her two plump breasts spread wide in front of her. Her legs were spread wide, her calves wrapped around his shoulders, the muscles in her legs completely relaxed, the smooth, white flesh of her calves trembling beside him. She opened her mouth wide, making muffled sounds, and her secret passage began to contract rhythmically; Qu Haishan knew she was about to climax.

Qu Haishan brought his head close to her secret passage again, opened his mouth and bit her clitoris, gently rubbing it, while his hand forcefully thrust into her secret passage. Her little white shoe immediately gave way, and she cried out. He felt her secret passage suddenly tighten, and it began to tremble. She forcefully lifted her large buttocks, moaning loudly. Qu Haishan felt a warm current pressing against his hand, and he quickly withdrew his already wet hand. She forcefully lifted her large buttocks, the muscles in her legs tensing, her buttocks trembling incessantly. The moment his hand was withdrawn from her secret passage, a stream of milky white fluid gushed out, like urination. Her legs clamped tightly around him, her large buttocks trembling, and she moaned incoherently, finally reaching orgasm.

About half a minute later, the water finally finished gushing from her secret passage, the rest flowing out. She took her legs off Qu Haishan's shoulders and lay down on the kang (heated brick bed). Her trousers had been thrown to the ground, and her bottom was completely wet.

Qu Haishan knew it was time for him to unleash his power. He hurriedly got up, loosened his belt, and was about to pull down his trousers when both of them heard an unusual noise outside the door, along with the sound of a woman crying.

The woman in white shoes immediately stood up and said, "My daughter, Qingcao!"

Then she quickly got off the bed, picked up her underwear that had been thrown to the ground, put it on, pulled down her blouse, and shuffled out the door.

When the woman in white shoes came out, Qingcao, who had been eavesdropping, knew she had been discovered and hurriedly returned to the east room. The woman in white shoes quickly followed her into the east room. Qingcao was lying on the edge of the kang, covering her face and crying. The woman in white shoes sensed that her daughter had overheard everything between her and Qu Haishan in the west room, but she still asked, as if to confirm, "Qingcao, why are you crying? Were you eavesdropping outside the door the whole time?"

Qingcao nodded in the darkness, hummed in agreement, and continued wiping away her tears.

The woman in white shoes let out a long sigh and said, "Since you heard everything, you should know what happened, right? Your mother had no choice. If I didn't give in to him, I'd be finished. Your mother crushed Liu Kui's testicles, which is illegal and would land me in jail. Qu Haishan said that as long as we both get together with him, he'll cover it up. Honey, you wouldn't just watch your mother go to jail, would you? You can't live without me in this family, so let's just put up with it! These past two years, haven't we been doing the same thing with Liu Kui?"

Of course, the woman in white shoes wanted to take the opportunity to persuade her daughter as well.

Qingcao choked back tears, saying, "God is so cruel to us! We just lost Liu Kui, and now this Qu Haishan's mother has appeared. Please give me some time to think about this!"

Xiaobaixie hurriedly said, "Okay, that's what I told him too, to give you time to consider. You go to sleep first, I'll feed him well tonight!"

After saying that, Xiaobaixie left her daughter's room and went back to the west room.

Qu Haishan seemed to have been waiting impatiently. Seeing Xiaobaixie finally return, he asked, "Was your daughter eavesdropping outside the door just now?"

Xiaobaixie nodded and said, "She heard everything! How can I, as her mother, still have the face to live!"

As she spoke, she covered her face.

Qu Haishan curled his lip and said, "Don't pretend to be chaste with me, you women. These past two days, everyone knows you two have been monopolized by my uncle Liu Kui. How come you're shameless now that I've come to rescue you and show you affection? Like I said, if you don't want to, I won't make things difficult for you, as if I'm getting some huge advantage!"

Little White Shoes hurriedly said, "Who said we don't want to? If we didn't want to, you made us all wet down there!"

"You do want to, but what about your daughter? What did she mean by all that talking?"

Of course, Qu Haishan was most concerned about getting the green grass; Little White Shoes was just a byproduct of this hunt for women.

“My daughter didn’t say she didn’t want to. She said she’d think about it tonight. Can a girl say she’s willing to do this? If she is, then she is. You haven’t even played with me yet, so why are you thinking about my daughter again?”

Qu Haishan was excited and proud. He said, “That won’t change. Of course I’ll play with you first!”

He hugged her again. Her entire large buttocks were completely soaked with moisture, and her narrow panties were completely stuck to her buttocks.

Qu Haishan pulled down her panties again, revealing her large, fat buttocks. Originally very embarrassed, she immediately pushed Qu Haishan's face away from her buttocks, quickly pulled up her pants, and said to him, "Don't do this, I'm not used to it. If you want to fuck me, just do it. I promise I'll serve you well."

Chapter 179: Need Help

Qu Haishan put his arm around her and came to the edge of the bed, asking, "Little White Shoes, when my uncle Liu Kui fucked you, were you also so shy and hesitant?"

Little White Shoes's large chest heaved as she said, "Can you not mention Liu Kui anymore? My daughter and I had no choice but to be ravaged by him at will so that we wouldn't starve to death. What can I do? Aren't you the same as him now? We're not husband and wife. How can you expect me to be willing?"

Qu Haishan chuckled lewdly and said, "I'm different from Liu Kui. Once you've done it with me, you'll definitely want to do it again. Don't believe me? Try it."

Little White Shoes seemed to be savoring the lingering feeling after his gentle touch earlier, and asked somewhat urgently, "How do you want to do it to me?" Qu Haishan whispered, "I'll tell you." "However, my penis isn't as hard as it used to be, so I need your help!" "How can I help?"

Little White Shoes blushed and lowered her head, but she seemed to understand what Qu Haishan wanted her to do. Little White Shoes was quite obedient, though she seemed very nervous. She slowly took off her clothes, standing naked in front of Qu Haishan. Before, she had been partially covered by a small undershirt, but now Qu Haishan could finally see her in full.

She was the robust type of woman, of medium build, with unusually full breasts. Her snow-white buttocks were the most prominent part of her body, wide and large, plump and tender, forming a striking symmetry with her large breasts. Few men could resist her. Her legs were neither thick nor thin, neither long nor short, and not extremely white, but they shone with an alluring luster. Little

White Shoes stood naked on the ground, seemingly waiting for Qu Haishan's instructions. Qu Haishan made Xiaobaixie climb onto the kang (a heated brick bed), then took off his shoes and climbed onto the kang himself. He stood on the kang, then took off all his clothes. His manhood was already erect, a very large and thick thing.

Xiaobaixie looked at it in surprise and said, "Your thing is really big!"

She thought so too; her man's thing wasn't even half the size of his.

"Want me to suck it?"

Qu Haishan stood naked on the kang, fiddling with his manhood.

"I've never sucked a man's thing before, I don't know how."

Of course, Xiaobaixie hadn't never sucked it before, but she didn't want to at the moment.

"Nonsense, you're trying to fool me. Even if you haven't sucked your man's, you should have sucked Liu Kui's, right? Okay, I'll pretend you haven't, but I'll teach you how to play today. Come here, kneel on the kang!"

Qu Haishan gave Xiaobaixie his command.

Xiaobaixie knew she couldn't escape anything tonight, so she relaxed and obediently knelt on the kang. Qu Haishan stood before her, the large object directly in front of her face. He said, "Open your mouth!"

"I don't want to do this. I've never had this in my mouth before. I don't want to,"

Little White Shoes protested, half-jokingly.

Qu Haishan turned her face and lightly brushed the mushroom-shaped tip of his penis against her lips twice. Little White Shoes couldn't help but open her mouth. Qu Haishan chuckled and, without further ado, shoved the object into her mouth. Little White Shoes immediately closed her eyes.

Qu Haishan looked at the woman kneeling before him, completely naked, her eyes closed, her face contorted in pain, a large object inserted into her mouth, constantly thrusting inside, making muffled sounds. Suddenly realizing she was having trouble breathing, he quickly pulled the object out of her mouth.

The girl in white shoes immediately opened her mouth, panting heavily. She cried, "Why are you like this? I don't know anything, and you just shoved that thing in. My mouth is full of the taste of that thing, it's disgusting."

Qu Haishan smiled lewdly and said to her, "If you don't want this thing in your mouth, then you want it in your lower mouth, right?"

The girl in white shoes nodded and then lay down on the kang (heated brick bed). Her two snow-white thighs were spread apart, forming an M shape, and her dark brown vulva was completely exposed. Her thick labia were spread open to the sides, covered with a woman's fluid. The girl in white shoes reached between her thighs and gently pulled apart her thick labia with her fingers, revealing her wet vagina. She turned her head to the side and said to Qu Haishan, "I'm done, you can come on now." Qu Haishan knelt between her spread thighs, grasped his erect penis, and gently rubbed the head against the opening of her vagina. The woman's vagina immediately flowed with sticky fluid. She squeezed his body between her legs, gently wiggling her large buttocks. Qu Haishan lightly touched her plump labia with his head, watching her secret passage slowly open.

Long afterward, they both fell into a deep sleep. It was almost dawn when Xiaobaixie was awakened by the urge to urinate. The room was already quite clear. She rubbed her eyes and looked around, but Qu Haishan was nowhere to be seen. Xiaobaixie thought he had already left, so she hurriedly got out of bed to urinate. She pushed open the inner room door and went to the stove in the outer room, only to be startled by a sound coming from the east room: "Ugh~ Ah, it hurts! Slow down!" It

was clearly her daughter Qingcao's moaning . (Chapter 180: Sneak Attack) Little White Shoes thought he had already left, so she hurriedly got up to urinate. When she pushed open the inner room door and came to the stove in the outer room, she was stunned by the sound coming from the east room: "Ugh~ Ah, it hurts! Go slower!" It was clearly her daughter Qingcao's moan. In fact, Qu Haishan didn't particularly intend to take care of Little White Shoes' daughter Qingcao tonight. He knew that for a woman to have sex with for the first time, a man needed to have enough strength to let her know that he was a strong man. Although Qu Haishan had conquered Little White Shoes like a lamb tonight, he had also exhausted a lot of energy. He just wanted to sleep well next to Little White Shoes and at most take care of her again in the morning. Even if it wasn't very intense, it wouldn't have any effect on him. At least Little White Shoes had already experienced it. He would take care of Qingcao again tomorrow night after he had rested up. But as he slept, Qu Haishan was awakened by the urge to urinate. He didn't know what time it was, so he hurriedly got out of bed, naked, and went out of the inner room. He groped his way to the outer room, pushed the door open, and went outside. Since it wasn't quite over summer, it wasn't very cold outside. Qu Haishan didn't want to go far, so he immediately started urinating. While urinating, he looked up at the light in the room; he estimated it was before dawn, as the first light of day was appearing in the east. After urinating, Qu Haishan's penis didn't seem completely limp; the nerves on it seemed to be stirring. As Qu Haishan returned to the house and walked to the stove, he suddenly remembered Qingcao, who was sleeping alone in the east room. In just three or four years, Qingcao had visibly matured. Her once flat chest, like a boy's, had become fully developed. Although not as large as her mother, Xiaobaixie's, breasts were still inherited from Xiaobaixie. Qingcao's breasts were larger than those of girls her age, and after marriage and children, they would probably surpass Xiaobaixie's. Moreover, the saying "a girl changes eighteen times as she grows up" had changed Qingcao's figure and skin dramatically compared to four years ago. Her once slender body had suddenly become curvaceous, her pert buttocks and full breasts creating a charming contrast. The graceful posture of a young girl would make any man's heart flutter. Thinking of Qingcao's youthful appearance, Qu Haishan felt a surge of desire. He couldn't resist sneaking to the door of the east room. Standing there, he listened carefully and clearly heard the even breathing of a girl. Qu Haishan tentatively pushed the door, and it opened. This was completely unexpected for Qu Haishan. He hadn't expected Qingcao to leave the door unlocked. If the door had been locked, he wouldn't have bothered to call in and would have gone back to the west room to continue working on his white shoes. But to his surprise, the door was opened. Perhaps this was fate, allowing him to sleep with Qingcao tonight as well.

Qu Haishan gently pushed the door open wide and slipped inside like a cat. He tiptoed stealthily towards the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), his footsteps barely audible, quieter than a mouse crawling. He easily reached the edge. Instantly, the woman's fragrant and unique scent filled his senses, making him feel as if he were in a dream. The room wasn't particularly dark anymore; Qingcao's sleeping posture on the kang was vaguely visible. The outline of her youthful and graceful figure made Qu Haishan's blood rush, and his manhood reacted intensely.

Qu Haishan instinctively wanted to climb onto the kang and lie down next to this girl. At this moment, his nakedness seemed to be perfectly suited to this unexpected and wonderful experience. He tentatively placed one knee on the edge of the kang, then gripped the edge with both hands, subtly using his waist to lift his entire body onto the kang.

Qu Haishan groped around for a while, then reached for the pillow from under his feet and placed it on top of the mattress. As if by magic, he was already lying quietly beside Qingcao. Qu Haishan didn't rush into his next move, but instead lay quietly on the kang (heated brick bed) to conserve his energy. His heart had been racing earlier due to nervousness, and he needed to calm his agitated emotions. He was thinking about what to do next. He first reached out and touched her, discovering that Qingcao was wearing underpants, which made things difficult.

As for his next move, he had already formed two plans in his mind: First, launch a swift and fierce attack, quickly disarming Qingcao and forcefully taking over her private area before she could react—this was almost like rape; second, sneak up quietly and subtly disarm her without her noticing, so that by the time she realized it, that place had already been occupied—this was also a form of rape.

Qu Haishan pondered for a while, deciding that the first plan wasn't suitable. If Qingcao really resisted, it would be a lot of work to strip her clothes off, and if Xiaobaixie (Qingcao's nickname) was alerted and came to investigate, they wouldn't be able to do it that night. If he could first find a way to take off her pants and then quickly take advantage of her, by the time she woke up, he would already be inside her, and she would most likely accept it. He decided to implement the second plan: a clever approach.

Qu Haishan quietly sat up, crouched down beside Qingcao's body, and tentatively reached out to touch her thighs. He first needed to figure out what kind of pants she was wearing.

Qingcao was wearing a pair of cotton open-leg trousers, which were common for women at that time. She was wearing a tight-fitting half-length undershirt, which, due to its wrinkles, barely covered her navel. After some groping, Qu Haishan finally found his entry point.

At that moment, Qingcao was lying on her side with her back to him. The blanket was only casually draped over her calves. Qu Haishan gently pulled back the quilt, tucking it under her feet so her lower body was completely unobstructed. How to remove her pants without her noticing was a tricky problem. Qu Haishan had a plan: he would remove them little by little, not rushing things, especially since it was the middle of the night. He wanted to create a brilliant surprise attack.

Qingcao was lying on her side with her right hip facing upwards; he needed to seize the opportunity to pull down the waistband of her right hip. So he carefully reached over, his fingers resting on the edge of the elastic waistband, including the edge of her underwear, and gently probed downwards. Qingcao had worked all day at the team and had overheard what happened in the west room at midnight; she was fast asleep and completely unaware of this subtle movement—successfully, the right side of her waistband was pulled down to her buttocks, and half of her white buttocks were already visible in the darkness.

The left side of Qingcao's trousers was still pressed down under her body. To pull that half down, he would have to move her body, which would wake her. Qu Haishan didn't want to do that; he wanted to take it slow, he had plenty of time. Besides, this subtle way of playing was a pleasure he had never experienced before. He would wait, wait for Qingcao to turn over to his side. People turn over every hour or so.

Qu Haishan quietly lay down on the mattress again. He also lay on his side facing Qingcao's back, but the scent of Qingcao wafted alluringly into his nostrils, making him feel blissfully light. But at this moment, Qu Haishan controlled his imagination, trying hard not to think about things that would stimulate his penis, lest it get hard too early and disrupt his wonderful plan of sneak attack.

Qingcao's body began to move, turning into a supine position, her legs beautifully slightly spread apart. That posture inevitably aroused his urge to attack. But he still used some distracting thoughts to dilute the pent-up swelling.

He still had to wait, wait for Qingcao to roll onto her side. He believed it would happen soon, because when people sleep, their bodies always roll towards the most comfortable position. Staying in one position for too long inevitably leads to discomfort.

After a while, Qingcao's body indeed began to move again. Qu Haishan's eyes were fixed on her. Heaven truly had eyes: Qingcao's body really did turn to her side, just as he hoped, facing him directly, the half of her body that hadn't pulled down her waistband now on top.

Chapter 181: The Final Decision

Qu Haishan would never miss an opportunity. He gently sat up a second time, kneeling on the bed, and tentatively reached out with both hands. Qingcao's other half of her waistband was easily pulled down by his ten fingers. Of course, her underwear came down with it. He was so excited his breathing became uneven.

Qingcao's lower body was practically exposed. The waistband of her loose underwear and the entire underwear underneath had been pulled down below her buttocks; that forbidden zone was no longer protected.

Qu Haishan lay there, greedily observing for a while, but he couldn't see the most hidden scenery. Firstly, Qingcao was lying on her side, legs together, her manhood sandwiched between her thighs. Secondly, the room was dark, making it difficult to see the exquisite details. However, he did manage to discern a mystery: a few tufts of hair peeking out. He was, of course, indulging in his imagination about the pink cleavage between those tufts.

Qingcao was being secretly invaded in her dream, yet she was incredibly oblivious. This wasn't because Qu Haishan's hands were particularly skillful; it was due to Qingcao's hard work during the day and her late nights, now being the deepest part of her sleep, so she was sound asleep.

Qu Haishan, his heart churning, carefully observed the terrain for a while, realizing that this position still made it difficult to enter that area, because his trousers and underwear were bunched up in front of it, hindering his entry.

He needed to take one last step, and he had two options: the first was a rough approach—only pulling her inner and outer pants down to her calves. This would allow him to barely penetrate, but it would restrict the spread of her legs, limiting him to one position. The second was a more methodical approach: pulling all her inner and outer pants down to her ankles and tossing them aside. This would not only make penetration easier but also allow for more varied and creative positions. Qu Haishan's final decision was: to try and pull them down.

However, pulling Qingcao's pants down further was difficult because she was lying on her side, and the pants, already pulled down to her buttocks, were still pressing against her left hip. It was impossible to do this without moving her body.

But fate intervened. Just then, Qingcao's body began to move again, rolling to the right and returning to a supine position. This position was perfect for pulling her pants down from under her buttocks. The only drawback was that her legs were straight. If her feet were on the bed with her knees bent, that would be the best position.

Qu Haishan was already getting impatient. He quietly crawled to her feet, first grasping one of her ankles and tentatively bending her leg upwards, succeeding. Then, he repeated the process, bending the other leg as well. This left Qingcao's thighs suspended in the air, making it easier to pull down her pants. Qu Haishan then circled back to Qingcao's side, beginning the final step in disarming her.

Using both hands, Qu Haishan carefully and slowly pulled down her underwear and trousers, prying them apart. He paused, watching to see if Qingcao reacted. But Qingcao was still breathing soundly in her sleep.

Soon, Qu Haishan's hands had pulled Qingcao's pants down to her ankles. Just as he was about to succeed, Li Gui became excited and his movements became somewhat hurried. Just as the pants were about to be tossed aside, Qingcao was finally awakened.

Qingcao felt a chill in her lower body, and something tugged at her ankle. She groggily opened her eyes, and in the dim darkness, she felt someone curled up at her feet. Instinctively, she touched her cold genitals and was startled: she was completely naked. She instinctively sat up, about to scream.

Although she was finally awakened, Qu Haishan's plan had already succeeded: her lower body was now completely exposed, and the moment of final assault had arrived. Qu Haishan pressed heavily onto her delicate body, then pushed her upper body back down onto the mattress. Sun Erqin tried to scream in terror, but Qu Haishan covered her mouth with his hand. Qingcao shook her head, making muffled sounds.

Qu Haishan wrapped an arm around her neck, pressed his mouth tightly against her ear, and whispered, "I am Qu Haishan, don't scream!"

Qingcao understood; it was Qu Haishan. She could feel it; it must be Qu Haishan. Because she had overheard not only Qu Haishan and her mother's entire conversation, but also their acts in the west room, and she had a premonition that Qu Haishan would also come and violate her, but she hadn't expected it to happen so quickly, so unexpectedly. He had pulled down her pants while she was asleep. Although she was terrified and unwilling, she didn't scream, nor could she make a sound, because Qu Haishan's hand covered her mouth. However, she still instinctively and slightly twisted her body to show her unwillingness.

Qu Haishan didn't rush into her, but instead tried to persuade her, so he whispered in her ear, "Baby, don't scream, don't be afraid. I'm here to love you. I'm not here to take advantage of you; I'm your family's savior. Perhaps you overheard earlier? Your mother crushed my uncle Liu Kui's testicles, and he committed suicide because of it. Your mother has committed a serious crime. Now my cousin Liu Guizhi is investigating this matter. If that happens, your mother will either be executed or spend her life in prison. If you both come with me..." "Then I can cover this up for you! Not only will I resolve this matter for you, but I'll also take good care of you in the future. You won't regret following me. I just finished being nice to your mother, and now I'm going to be nice to you! You're not a daughter anymore; Liu Kui has been sleeping with you for years. You should know that this isn't a bad thing, right?"

Although Qu Haishan released his hand from her mouth after saying this, Qingcao knew that saying anything was useless. Hot tears streamed down her face. She felt wronged and thought her life was so bitter! She didn't struggle or scream anymore.

But then, Qingcao couldn't help but scream.

A hard rod had already forcefully thrust into his lower body. It was a brutal insertion without any preamble or preparation. Her lower body was still in a dormant state, dry and without any lubrication. The slit was still tightly closed without any sensation when a thick and firm rod was forced in. It was a throbbing, excruciating pain, and Qingcao winced, opening her mouth to scream, "Ah~ it hurts!"

Qu Haishan mentally named his operation for the night "Surprise Attack on Fragrant Soul Valley." Unexpectedly, this ambush brought him a series of pleasant surprises, like reliving his wedding night.

Initially, the ambush was successful, disarming Qingcao without her noticing, leaving the entire area undefended and offering no resistance. But upon entering the canyon, Qu Haishan realized: it was a battle of attrition! Although Qingcao's area had been thoroughly plowed by Liu Kuitang, it was still a tender body, and tonight it was stiff and closed off like it was in hibernation. Planting the plow was incredibly difficult; the plowshare wobbled several times before finally penetrating halfway, leaving his penis trapped inside. But it had to be plowed deeper. Qu Haishan, hopping and straining, finally managed to plant the plow at the bottom of the ditch after two attempts. He didn't know if the plowshare had been bent or deformed; it was just burning hot inside.

Qu Haishan was practically bleeding from the mouth. Good heavens, even clearing barren land wasn't this strenuous! Years ago, clearing his wife Sui Caiyun's little patch of land wasn't this difficult, and her screams weren't this intense then. It seemed the sneak attack was the most exhilarating.

Facing Qu Haishan's second, all-out plowing, the grass was in agony. The hard plowshare had reached the bottom of the furrow, yet it still stubbornly pushed against her. She felt her area was completely filled, leaving not even a hair's breadth of space. The boundless throbbing pain made her scream a second time: "Ugh~ Ah, it hurts! Slow down!"

Chapter 182: No one offered to be a matchmaker. Standing

outside the door, Little White Shoes breathed a sigh of relief. She had worried that Qingcao would be unwilling and physically unable to handle it, but judging from the sounds, they were having a great time. Why should she worry? She went outside to flirt with other women, pretending she knew nothing, and went back to sleep on the kang in the west room.

From then on, Little White Shoes and her daughter Qingcao changed their male lead from Liu Kui to Qu Haishan. Sure enough, no one brought up the matter of Little White Shoes crushing Liu Kui's testicles anymore. But several days later, a terrible thing happened: Little White Shoes and her daughter Qingcao both contracted the same kind of itching that many women suffered from—an unbearable, agonizing itch. They knew, of course, that Qu Haishan had infected them, but they were helpless. Because Little White Shoes couldn't bear the itch, she craved men's attention and began to act recklessly, having sex with many men in the village. But she couldn't let Qingcao become like that. Because she wasn't married yet, and things might get messy, she might never be able to get married. Many women in Jiapigou Village had this disease, but only Qingcao was an unmarried girl with it. Besides Qu Haishan, Xiaobaixie wouldn't allow Qingcao to see any other men. To solve Qingcao's unbearable itching, Xiaobaixie tried various methods, using cucumbers and eggplants to relieve the itch in the summer, and preparing a carrot for her in the winter. Despite these efforts, news of Qingcao's illness couldn't be kept secret. Today, Qingcao is twenty-two years old, but no one has even offered to be her matchmaker. Xiaobaixie and her daughter Qingcao have been played with at Qu Haishan's whim, and she's even contracted that unbearable and embarrassing itching. Clearly, the price they've paid is considerable. Xiaobaixie thought that the nightmare of Liu Kui would no longer haunt her, but unexpectedly, Qu Haishan brought it up again tonight. This immediately reminded Xiaobaixie of a similar situation two years ago.

"Didn't you say you'd buried that Liu Kui affair? Why are you bringing it up again?" "

Little White Shoes' eyes were filled with shock and panic.

"Of course I've buried it for you. Has anyone contacted you in these two years? Has anyone brought up that matter again?"

Qu Haishan said, sitting down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed). At this moment, he was thinking about how to achieve his goal.

Little White Shoes was somewhat surprised and said, "What do you mean? Didn't you say you'd bury it forever? You didn't say you'd only protect me for two years. Are you going to ignore it if it comes up again after two years?"

"Why are you in such a hurry? If I don't care about you, then..." Little White Shoes panicked and said, "That case has already been classified, and so much time has passed. Why is the work group still investigating this case?"

Qu Haishan lowered his voice mysteriously and said, "Do you know who the leader of this Cultural Revolution work group is? It's Liu Kui's daughter, Liu Guizhi!"

The girl in white shoes trembled violently and rushed to Qu Haishan's side in a panic, grabbing his hand and saying, "Didn't you say that Liu Guizhi was your cousin? You said you were able to resolve that matter because you're relatives. What are you trying to say now? Are you saying that Liu Guizhi wants to settle scores with me again? Huh? How did you resolve it back then? Are you trying to fool me? My daughter and I have been played by you!" Qu Haishan immediately stroked her hand, comforting her, "Don't be anxious. I didn't say I wouldn't care! Let me tell you what happened back then." During the time my uncle Liu Kui was being criticized and denounced, and subsequently committed suicide, Liu Guizhi wasn't in town; she and her husband had gone back to their hometown to visit relatives. I helped my aunt with all the funeral arrangements for my uncle. Although some people told my aunt that my uncle died because I had crushed his testicles, I told her that wasn't true at all. Later, I didn't let my aunt see the hospital's test results, so she believed me and simply thought that my uncle had committed suicide because he couldn't bear the criticism and didn't investigate the matter further. But... That year, Liu Guizhi's husband, Mou Tiancheng, returned to Jiapigou Town as the Party Secretary. My cousin, Liu Guizhi, always felt her father's death was too tragic and wanted to investigate the matter again. Through her investigations, she learned that someone told her she had crushed her father's testicles, and that Liu Kui had hanged himself because of it. Coincidentally, Liu Guizhi was recently assigned to Jiapigou Brigade to handle the Cultural Revolution, and she wanted to seek justice for her father. She was determined to investigate this matter thoroughly. "I heard the news, so I came to discuss with you what to do," said

Xiaobai. The shoe seemed very annoyed, and flung his hand away, saying, "Discuss me? What do you mean? If I had a solution, my daughter and I would be at your mercy. My daughter caught that disease from you, and she's already twenty-two and still unwanted. If we weren't relying on you, would we be so shameless?"

Qu Haishan hurriedly said, "I'm not here to let you make your own decisions. I'm here to tell you how to escape this predicament. As long as you do as I say, I guarantee everything will be fine!" Qu Haishan

didn't want to beat around the bush anymore in order to achieve his goal.

Xiao Baixie was puzzled and asked, "Then what do you want me to do? Didn't you say that Liu Guizhi already knows that I crushed her father's thing? What can I do to make her let me go?"

Qu Haishan leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Anyway, Liu Kui is dead. Even if she kills you, she can't bring her father back. So, what Liu Guizhi needs to do isn't mainly revenge, but to clear her father's name and restore his reputation. Once that goal is achieved, she won't pursue your matter anymore!" "

Clear his name? Restore his reputation? Does that mean his crimes were unjust? Are you saying that my daughter and I framed him?"

Xiao Baixie's eyes were filled with astonishment and anger.

"I didn't say that you and Qingcao framed him. I believe those things really happened. But to save your life, you have no choice but to admit against your conscience that you framed Liu Kui. That way, he can be cleared!"

Qu Haishan stared intently at Xiao Baixie.

The girl in white shoes was even more astonished and exclaimed, "What do you mean by that? You don't mean we should say he didn't rape us, do you?"

"You have to say it like that. Only by clearing Liu Kui's name will his daughter, Liu Guizhi, forgive you!"

"What? She'll forgive me if I say that? He didn't rape us, and we've falsely accused him. Isn't that slander? Liu Guizhi will hate us even more then. What kind of crazy idea is this?"

Qu Haishan patiently explained, "Don't worry about that. I'll explain it to Liu Guizhi. I'll tell her that Liu Kui did rape you, and that you're saying this to clear his name. Liu Guizhi will let you go. Actually, she knows in her heart that her father did some shameful things. As long as Liu Kui's reputation is restored, then..." "Liu Guizhi will definitely not pursue this matter any further!"

Little White Shoes was still panicked and said, "Even if she doesn't pursue it, I've still committed a crime. I framed Liu Kui for no reason, and the other leaders won't let me off the hook!"

Qu Haishan rolled his eyes and began to play his last card, saying, "You can shift the blame to someone else. You can say that someone forced you to frame Liu Kui, and that you're also a victim. That way, Liu Guizhi can find out who instructed you to do this, and you'll be fine!"

Little White Shoes immediately became alert and looked at him in astonishment. "What do you mean? Who instructed or forced me to do this? That's nonsense!"

Qu Haishan chuckled and said, "That person is of course Yang Beian. Who else has that right? Only he could have forced you to do this!"

Xiaobaixie shuddered and cried out, "When did Yang Beian force me? Aren't you framing me?"

"Although he may not have directly forced you, did he tell you to expose Liu Kui's crimes?" "

So what if he did? Only he and Yao Lijuan know about Liu Kui raping my daughter and me. Those are facts. Even if he didn't say it, I would still expose him. What does it have to do with whether he says it or not?" Xiaobaixie

's mind was in chaos. She didn't realize she had been tricked.

"The problem is, that incident can no longer be considered fact. You can say it was fabricated, a frame-up, but unless you find the person who forced you to frame Liu Kui, you still can't escape punishment. Think about it carefully; this is a matter of life and death. If you feel you can't bear it, then you're on your own; I can't save you!"

Little White Shoes struggled painfully for a long time before anxiously looking at Qu Haishan and asking, "If we do as you say, admit that Qingcao and I framed Liu Kui, and then say..." "Yang Beian forced us to do this, so will Qingcao and I really be alright?"

Qu Haishan felt a surge of secret joy and smugness, and hurriedly swore an oath, saying, "That's for sure, I won't harm you two. If I were that heartless, would you still talk to me in the future? You don't know, do you? I'd rather abandon my wife than lose you!"

Xiaobaixie struggled painfully and conflictedly for a long time, seemingly having made up her mind, and asked, "Then what should I say?"

Qu Haishan hurriedly whispered in her ear for a long time. Xiaobaixie nodded.

Qu Haishan stared at her body and said, "The important business is done, now it's time for us to do the good thing? Huh? Hehehe!"

He reached out and touched her big breasts, skillfully kneading them through her shirt.

Chapter 183: A Loud Cough

The girl in white shoes pushed his hand away, saying in a flustered state, "Yang Beian and Yao Lijuan have treated us well, but I'm trying to frame them. My mind is in turmoil; how can I possibly have the mind to do 'that' with you?"

The girl in white shoes felt panic and guilt; she was heartless. Qu Haishan sneered, "To avoid trouble for yourselves, you have no choice but to do this. Besides, Yang Beian is indeed determined to kill Liu Kui!"

Then he said lewdly, "Aren't you itchy anymore? It's not that I want to do it with you; I'm just relieving your itch, okay?"

The girl in white shoes remained standing there, but her eyes held a hint of longing. The previous panic and tension had temporarily overwhelmed the intense itching inside her, but now, reminded by Qu Haishan, her attention returned to that area below, and the itching became unbearable again.

Qu Haishan seemed to read her mind, so he deliberately said, "If you really aren't itchy, then I'll go to the east room to find some grass. Maybe she's hoping I'll come and relieve her itch!"

Qu Haishan turned to go to the east room.

Just as he took a step to the door, Little White Shoes suddenly hugged him from behind, crying, "Don't go! I'm itchy!"

Qu Haishan turned back, smiling smugly, "If you're itchy, why pretend? Hurry up and take off your pants, sit on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed). I won't get on the kang tonight; I'll just stand there and slide around—that'll relieve the itch even more!"

The girl in white shoes was so itchy she didn't care about anything else. While pulling down her pants, she said, "Who's pretending? You let someone frame my own relative, and you won't even let them feel bad? Yang Beian has taken good care of my family all these years." To completely dispel her concerns, Qu Haishan said, "You're lucky to have severed ties with Yang Beian's family through this incident. Let me tell you a secret: Yang Beian is the target of this revolutionary movement's investigation. Don't be fooled by his seemingly respectable appearance. In reality, he's most likely a revolutionary hiding in the grassroots government. He's an enemy of the proletariat. If you don't distance yourself from him, you'll be implicated sooner or later!"

The girl in white shoes was stunned. She remembered what Cui De had said earlier that day: "These days, you can't even tell if someone is a man or a woman! It's chaotic! Utterly chaotic! This situation is really messed up. It's not a joke that our village has a counter-revolutionary in the works!"

The girl in white shoes asked in astonishment, "What did you say? You said Yang Beian is a counter-revolutionary? How could that be?"

“Why not? Counter-revolutionaries always disguise themselves very cleverly. People think they are good people. All the signs indicate that Yang Beian is a representative of the bourgeoisie, a henchman of some capitalist roader above. This has already attracted the attention of the work team, and they have found a lot of evidence of his counter-revolution. They are just waiting for the flames of revolutionary struggle to ignite, and his reactionary face will be exposed!”

Although Xiaobaixie didn’t completely believe it, she was about 80% convinced. The thought that Yang Beian might be a counter-revolutionary made her feel uneasy and guilty for forcing her to frame Liu Kui when she had to confront him, which suddenly lessened a lot. Xiaobaixie had already pulled her outer pants and underwear off her feet and thrown them on the kang (a heated brick bed). Then she sat on the edge of the kang with her legs spread apart, with a goose feather cushion under her buttocks. They had played this position many times before and knew how to do it. After sitting on the edge of the kang, she deliberately opened her shirt, revealing her large, white breasts.

Although Qu Haishan didn't want to play on the kang (heated brick bed), he wasn't going to rush into it either. Seeing Xiaobaixie's alluring body, he couldn't resist his lustful desires. He unbuckled his belt, threw off his shoes, and quickly pulled down his pants, tossing them

onto the edge of the kang. He then thrust forward, his erect penis still hard. Seeing how itchy Xiaobaixie was, Qu Haishan didn't bother with any foreplay. He forcefully spread her thighs, grabbed them with both hands, and aimed at her vulva near the edge of the kang. With a powerful thrust, his large member, over half a foot long, was fully inserted into her opening. Instantly, her two plump labia tightly enveloped the base of his erection.

Although Xiaobaixie was unbearably itchy inside, desperately wanting his member inside, it was only a pathological itch. Due to the tense atmosphere earlier, Xiaobaixie hadn't reached a state of physiological arousal. Now, with Qu Haishan's erection intruding without warning, she was truly overwhelmed. She opened her mouth wide, her eyes wide, and cried out, "Please, be gentle, I'll let you do it, please be gentle, it hurts so much down there."

Qu Haishan felt that she was really tight inside, so he put one arm around her waist and the other hand on her large breasts, kneading them hard. His hard object didn't move inside her secret passage, and she had a chance to catch her breath. She said, "Ah, ah, what's wrong with your cock today? It's so big, it's killing me."

"It's not that my thing suddenly got bigger, it's that yours got smaller, right? Has no one been fucking you lately? No wonder, you can't find a thing as big as mine!"

Qu Haishan thrust in again, pressing against her clitoris, while using his tongue and hands to play with her two large, full breasts.

Qu Haishan's hard object was firmly pressed against the itchiest spot in her little white shoe cave, and she seemed to enjoy it. Her big buttocks began to gently lift up and then fall down, letting his thing move gently inside her secret passage, enjoying the comfortable sensation of impact and relief from the itch.

Qu Haishan remained still, preoccupied with playing with her erect breasts. Little White Shoes grew impatient, slowly embracing him, clamping her legs tightly around him, and then gently thrusting her large buttocks upwards, saying, "Haishan, your cock is so swollen inside me, it's so hot inside. I can't take it anymore, please, fuck me harder!"

A woman's breasts and vagina are her most sensitive areas; his stimulation was bound to elicit a reaction.

But Qu Haishan seemed to want Little White Shoes to fully display her wanton nature, and actually pulled his hard object out of her vagina. The object was already covered in her vaginal fluid, and as it was pulled out of her opening, it made a "pop" sound, like a cork.

Although Xiaobaixie had cried out in pain earlier because of the lack of foreplay, she still couldn't resist when his hard object was actually withdrawn. She grabbed his penis, spread her legs, and pulled it into her vagina, saying, "Ah, ah, what are you doing? Don't pull it out, put it in quickly."

"Didn't you tell me not to fuck you before?"

Qu Haishan deliberately restrained her, wanting to see her wanton appearance.

"I'll let you, I'll let you, fuck me hard with your big cock, please, I can't take it anymore."

Xiaobaixie, thinking of the pleasure of the hard object pressing against her itchy spot, indeed lost control, her body twisting on the edge of the bed.

Qu Haishan gripped the rod, aimed it at her wet opening, and with a forceful thrust, pushed it all the way in. She let out a cry, and Qu Haishan could feel her vagina twitch, then warmly and tightly embrace his thing, like lips sucking on it.

Qu Haishan pressed against her plump, full body, kneading her large breasts. The woman in white shoes was enjoying it, clinging tightly to him, reveling in the dominance of his thick member, crying out, "Ah, ah, you're so good, my thing isn't even half the size of yours. So comfortable!"

Her legs were tightly clamped around him, her large buttocks thrusting repeatedly, almost causing her to fall off the edge of the bed. Qu Haishan quickly supported her legs.

"Oh, ah, so comfortable, faster, faster, use more force."

Qu Haishan knew that this woman's lust had been aroused, and it seemed that it was time for him to unleash his power. He supported her legs, making full use of the advantage of the "lazy man pushing a cart" thrusting angle.

"Ah, you, ah, you want to fuck me to death, your thing is too thick."

At this moment, she also fully cooperated with him, tightly wrapping her arms around his waist, thrusting repeatedly with her large hips, her plump buttocks gently twisting.

Just then, a loud cough came from outside the door.

[Chapter 192: Three Girls Together]

Yang Leiluo immediately thought of Feng Dongmei again and hurriedly pulled his hand out of Su Xiaomeng's skirt. When Yang Leiluo pushed his bicycle out of the school gate, there were almost no students left. Of course, he didn't see Feng Dongmei either. He rode his bicycle and strained his eyes, trying to catch up with Feng Dongmei. He knew, of course, that Feng Dongmei was angry and hadn't waited for him.

Actually, Feng Dongmei's actions weren't just out of jealousy that Yang Leiluo went to see Su Xiaomeng; she also wanted to create some distance between herself and Yang Leiluo.

Earlier, Feng Dongmei pushed her bicycle out of the school gate. Just then, Sui Xiaocai and Sun Yajing were about to leave, so Feng Dongmei called out to them, "Wait for me a moment, I'll walk with you!"

Sui Xiaocai was Sui Da Erduo's daughter, fifteen years old, and a second-year middle school student; Sun Yajing was Sun Dabao's younger sister, sixteen years old, also a third-year middle school student, but not in Feng Dongmei's class. The three of them were girls of similar age, lived in the same village, and often spent time together. However, for the past year, Feng Dongmei had been riding Yang Leiluo's bicycle to and from school, and rarely walked with the two girls. Sui Xiaocai and Sun Yajing were both very pretty girls, possessing the beautiful charm of teenage girls.

Sui Xiaomei and Sun Yajing were surprised to see Feng Dongmei riding her bicycle by herself today, and that she wanted to go with them. They turned around and looked for something, of course, Yang Leiluo. But Yang Leiluo didn't come out. The two became even more curious. Sun Yajing asked Feng Dongmei, "Dongmei, why are you riding your bicycle by yourself today? Why didn't you ride with Yang Leiluo?"

Seeing many students coming out of the school gate, Feng Dongmei felt it wasn't convenient to talk, so she said, "I want to ride my bike myself, what's so strange about that? Don't you want me to walk with you?"

With that, she hurriedly got on her bicycle and rode off first.

Sui Xiaomei and Sun Yajing quickly got on their bicycles and followed behind. Once they were quite far from the school, the three girls rode side-by-side on the road. Sun Yajing couldn't help but ask Feng Dongmei again, "Hey, you still haven't told us why we didn't ride with your man today?"

Feng Dongmei was nervous and turned her head, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about? Who said he's my man? I'm still a girl, how could I have a man?"

Sui Xiaocai on the right pouted and said, "Oh, are you pretending with us? Everyone knows Yang Leiluo is your future man. Even three-year-olds in the village know about your two families' arranged marriage. You two are as intimate as a couple, so why are you denying it now? Are you shy with us?"

Feng Dongmei's eyes were flustered, and she said, "That was in the past, just something the two families talked about, it wasn't real. Besides, our two families recently broke off that arranged marriage, and you're not allowed to talk about it anymore. Yang Leiluo and I are just classmates now!"

"It's broken off? Why?"

Both girls were surprised and asked in unison. "It's broken off, that's all. Why all the 'whys'?"

Feng Dongmei was in a state of turmoil and didn't want to dwell on the topic.

"Dongmei, was it Yang Leiluo's family who proposed breaking off the engagement, or yours?"

Sun Yajing seemed very interested and pressed on.

Feng Dongmei's face turned red as she said, "Of course it was my family who proposed breaking off the engagement. My parents think this arranged marriage is absurd and feudal!"

"So, you and Yang Leiluo aren't a couple anymore?"

Sun Yajing seemed inexplicably excited, pedaling her bicycle parallel to Feng Dongmei.

"From now on, please don't say that he and I are a couple anymore, okay?"

Feng Dongmei was very wary of such topics, thinking about the danger her family faced of being labeled as a reactionary class. She wanted to do everything she could to dispel that impression.

Sun Yajing giggled and said, "Great! You two won't be a couple anymore. Then I can go after Yang Leiluo and make him my man!"

Feng Dongmei nervously turned to stare at Sun Yajing and said, "Aren't you ashamed? A girl saying such shameless things!"

"What's shameless about it? Yang Leiluo isn't your man anymore, so can't someone else go after him?"

Sun Yajing said seriously.

Feng Dongmei immediately realized she had made her relationship with Yang Leiluo sound too distant, so she quickly corrected herself, "Our two families broke off the childhood betrothal because this kind of engagement is feudal and doesn't conform to the proletarian worldview. We wanted to abandon this outdated form, but that doesn't mean Yang Leiluo and I have no romantic relationship. We'll wait until we're adults to establish our relationship. It's not the same as the previous childhood betrothal. Do you understand now?"

Sun Yajing still shook her head and said, "I don't understand. You don't ride his bicycle anymore, and you don't walk with him anymore. That means you've become distant." " You won't even let us call you a couple anymore? That means you're not together anymore! What do you mean by 'later'?!"

Seeing that Sun Yajing was getting more and more worked up, Feng Dongmei wanted to teach her a lesson. She said in a shrill voice, "We broke off our childhood betrothal. That was to break away from feudalistic ideas and establish a new proletarian view of love. It's a new beginning, not the end of our relationship!"

Sun Yajing seemed to be starting to argue back, saying, "My family is also poor peasants, also proletarian. My pursuit of Yang Leiluo is also a proletarian view of love. There's nothing wrong with that!"

"You're only sixteen, and you're already in such a hurry to find a man? Aren't you ashamed!"

Feng Dongmei said, almost mockingly.

"So what if I'm sixteen? My mother is dead, my third uncle can't take care of us anymore, and my brother doesn't even have a wife yet. Who's going to take care of me? Of course I have to think about finding a man early. My third uncle doesn't agree to me going to school anymore. I have to think about my marriage."

Sun Yajing said this deliberately to provoke Feng Dongmei.

Feng Dongmei's face flushed with anger. "If Yang Leiluo's family isn't proletarian anymore, would you still pursue him? Are you crazy for a man?"

Sun Yajing blinked, seemingly remembering something. She approached Feng Dongmei's bicycle and whispered, "Dongmei, did you also hear that Secretary Yang might be a reactionary, which is why you broke off your engagement with Yang Leiluo?" Feng

Dongmei became even more agitated. "What nonsense are you talking about? How could Secretary Yang be a reactionary? This is absurd!" she

retorted, pedaling hard and speeding forward, leaving the two girls behind. But just as they approached the village, Feng Dongmei's bicycle chain suddenly broke. She quickly got off, propped the bike up on the side of the road, and tried to put the chain back on the chain. The two girls didn't wait for her. Sun Yajing said, "We're almost home. We won't wait for you. You can put the chain back on slowly." Then the two girls rode into the village.

Because Feng Dongmei had rarely ridden a bicycle before and knew nothing about it, she spent a long time trying to put the chain on, getting her hands covered in oil. Just as she got up to push her bicycle home, she heard a bicycle bell behind her. Turning around, she saw Yang Leiluo pedaling up from behind, sweating profusely.

Yang Leiluo squatted there, putting the chain on, and asked unhappily, "Why didn't you wait for me to go together?"

Feng Dongmei stood beside her, watching, her face also showing displeasure. She said, "Why should I wait for you? I know how long you're going to talk to Su Xiaomeng. Would I wait like an idiot?"

"That's just an excuse, isn't it? Actually, you just don't want to go with me. If you really don't want me to go with you, just say so. Tomorrow I won't look for you, and we'll go our separate ways!"

Yang Leiluo said, feeling frustrated, but his hands didn't stop working on the chain.

Feng Dongmei's eyes darted around as she said, "Da Lei, didn't I make it clear to you? On the surface, we need to keep our distance to avoid people saying we haven't broken off the engagement yet. But that doesn't affect us at all; it's not like we're no longer related!"

"Do you think this won't affect our relationship?"

Yang Lei looked up at her and asked. Feng

Dongmei awkwardly tiptoed, unsure what to say, and dared not meet Yang Lei's gaze. Soon, Yang Lei finished chaining his bike and got up to push it.

Feng Dongmei got on her bike and, without saying a word, went into the village first. Yang Lei caught up from behind and said, "Since we can't meet openly, let's meet secretly. Can you come out tonight? Let's find a place to talk!"

Feng Dongmei thought for a long time and said, "Da Lei, I really can't tonight. I'll find you again when I have a chance to get away!"

After saying that, she accelerated and quickly rode into the village, still worried that others would see her walking with Yang Lei.

Yang Leiluo didn't chase after her anymore. His mood was extremely depressed and gloomy, even feeling a slight ache. He listlessly rode his bicycle slowly through the village street. Suddenly, he felt a girl's figure blocking his way. Yang Leiluo quickly grabbed the brakes, put his feet on the ground, and looked closely. It was Chu Erya.

Chu Erya looked at Yang Leiluo shyly and stammered, "Da Lei, I have something to tell you. I wonder if you have time?"

Her hand unconsciously gripped the handlebars of Yang Leiluo's bicycle, as if afraid he would run away.

For some reason, Yang Leiluo felt a special sense of warmth upon seeing Chu Erya, especially considering he had neglected her recently because of his promise to Feng Dongmei. Feeling guilty, he said, "There are people on the street now, it's not convenient to talk. I'll wait for you at the production team's mill at nine o'clock tonight!"

Chu Erya's eyes showed both relief and excitement, and she said, "Okay, see you there!"

Then she let go of Yang Leiluo's handlebars. (

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March 25th, Chapter 193: In the Mill and Chu Erya

Between the production team headquarters and the production team's threshing ground, there was a drafty mud-brick house—this was the production team's mill. Inside the mill house, a large, round millstone was supported by three stone blocks. A cylindrical stone roller, framed in elm wood and connected to the frame by a sturdy wooden post, sat horizontally on the millstone, rotating in circles on the millstone. The purpose of the stone roller was to grind grain for use as feed for livestock and poultry. Feed for the production team's livestock and pigs was ground here, as were feed for the members' own livestock and poultry. The stone roller was almost constantly in use during the day, with members always coming to grind feed. Normally, the millstone was pulled by the production team's donkeys, but sometimes, when the donkeys were used for other production tasks, people would push the millstone to grind feed, though this was less common.

Yang Leiluo chose this location for his date with Chu Erya for two reasons: first, the mill was just west of his house, not far from Chu Erya's; second, no one would be grinding feed there at night, making it a secluded and safe place. It was

nine o'clock on a summer evening, still early in the night, and many people were still chatting and relaxing in the village streets. Yang Leiluo carefully made his way around to the mill from behind his house. To his surprise, Chu Erya was already waiting inside.

The mill smelled of donkey dung, but it wasn't unpleasant; in fact, it had a strangely novel quality. It was very dark inside; the two could barely see each other's faces, only hearing their uneven breathing.

Chu Erya's voice was filled with excitement and gentleness: "Dalei, you really came! I was worried you wouldn't be able to!"

Yang Leiluo felt somewhat aggrieved and said, "Erya, it seems you don't really understand me. When have I ever gone back on my word?"

Chu Erya hurriedly explained, "I didn't mean you went back on your word. I just felt that you've been avoiding me lately, and I was worried you'd be bothered, so I kept talking to you. But I really couldn't help it. You know, you're the only one I can confide in. I know I shouldn't have done that, and it's caused Feng Dongmei a lot of misunderstandings about you, right?"

Yang Leiluo felt even more guilty after hearing her words and said, "Erya, I really regret it." But tonight he had already decided to have a heart-to-heart talk with Chu Erya.

"What right do I have to blame you? After all, Feng Dongmei is your future wife! Your consideration for her feelings shows that you are a kind and righteous person!" "

Chu Erya said softly.

"Erya, don't say such things. No one can predict the future. The betrothal is just a verbal agreement between the two families; it's not necessarily a done deal!"

Yang Leiluo seemed very downcast. If he had truly believed before that he and Feng Dongmei would be husband and wife sooner or later, since yesterday, he had become less convinced.

Chu Erya held a clean white cloth bag, unfolded it, and spread it on the edge of the millstone. She sat down first, then invited Yang Leiluo to sit down as well. Yang Leiluo hesitated for only a moment before sitting on the bag. Since the bag wasn't very big, it was just big enough for two people's bottoms, so they sat almost touching. Summer clothes were very thin, and they could feel their body heat mingling. Both of them felt a little inexplicably restless, especially Yang Leiluo, who vaguely smelled the unique scent of a young girl.

After a tense silence, Chu Erya asked in a low voice, "Dalei, why didn't Feng Dongmei ride in your car today? I saw her ride her bike back first." Yang

Leiluo was somewhat surprised. It seemed that Feng Dongmei was aware of his daily interactions with her. He hesitated for a moment, then cautiously said, "She felt that I would be very tired if she rode in my car every day, so she said she would ride her own bike." "Oh, is that so? I thought there was some problem between you two!"

Chu Erya said somewhat vaguely.

Yang Leiluo became wary and couldn't help but ask, "Erya, did you hear something? Why are you asking this?"

At this moment, Yang Leiluo was feeling depressed because of Feng Dongmei's cold attitude towards him, so he was unusually sensitive.

Chu Erya hesitated for a moment, then stammered, "Da Lei, I did hear some rumors, but I don't know if they're true or not. My mother said that Feng Dongmei's family has already canceled the engagement you two arranged, but I don't believe it." Yang Leiluo was immediately shocked and hurriedly asked, "Erya, who did your mother hear this from?"

Chu Erya's face flushed instantly. She said, "My mother heard it from Qu Haishan. She said that Feng Dongmei's parents were afraid of being implicated, so they broke off the engagement with your family. My mother also heard from Qu Haishan that the work team is investigating your father for some kind of problem, related to class line issues!" Yang

Leiluo became even more alarmed and nervous, asking, "Did they say what kind of problem they're investigating my father for?"

A dark cloud settled over Yang Leiluo's heart; it seemed the situation was truly dire. Qu Haishan was definitely plotting something behind the scenes.

Chu Erya thought carefully for a moment and said, "I didn't hear much. My mother and I just talked about it intermittently. I've told you everything, but she might not know the specifics. Leiluo, didn't Feng Dongmei say anything to you?"

Yang Leiluo, also filled with doubt and frustration, didn't want to hide anything and told Chu Erya what Feng Dongmei had said to him that day. Chu Erya pondered for a moment, then said in a slightly trembling voice, "Oh, so that's how it is. It seems Feng Dongmei didn't really want to break off the engagement with you. She probably only said it to avoid being accused of feudalistic thinking." Yang

Leiluo seemed agitated and said, "Who knows what's going on? You can only know a person's face, not their heart. Whatever, even if she really wanted to break it off, what can you do? Whatever! Erya, you came to me today to talk about something, it wasn't just about this, was it?"

Chu Erya quickly said, "Of course not, I was just asking casually, don't worry about it! I'm just talking about my troubles, I feel so lost, I wanted to talk to you about it. Don't bother me, I really can't find anyone else to confide in!"

Yang Leilu felt a surge of emotion. He thought to himself, Chu Erya always treated him like a close friend, but he truly felt guilty for ignoring her troubles. He tried his best to hide his own worries and said gently, "Erya, I won't bother you. Tell me what's wrong. Is it still about your marriage to Sun Dabao?" Chu Erya

nodded gently and said, "That matter has driven me to the brink. I'm really about to collapse. My father has given me an ultimatum. He said if I don't agree to the marriage with Sun Dabao, he'll kick me out of the house and disown me as their daughter. I really have no choice!"

Yang Leilu felt a pang of sadness and said, "Erya, if you truly don't want to marry Sun Dabao, no matter how much your parents pressure you, you can't agree. This is a major life event; you can't ruin your life just to appease your parents!"

Chu Erya began to cry sadly, saying, "But what can I do? If they really don't want me anymore, where can I go? No one can help me. After thinking it over, I have no choice but to agree to their request!"

She cried even harder as she spoke.

What could Yang Leiluo say? Anything he said would be meaningless; he couldn't offer her a viable solution. He could only hold one of her hands, comforting her, "Don't be so pessimistic. Marrying Sun Dabao isn't necessarily a bad thing!"

Chu Erya said sadly, "Why is my life so bitter? I can't have the person I love, and I have to live with someone I don't love for the rest of my life." Yang Leiluo was surprised and asked, "You have someone you like, so you shouldn't marry Sun Dabao. You can talk to that person, and the two of you can figure something out together!"

Chu Erya's body was visibly trembling, and she instinctively gripped Yang Leiluo's hand tightly, saying in a low voice, "Dalei, don't laugh at me when I tell you, okay?"

Yang Leiluo hurriedly said, "How could I laugh at you! Tell me quickly, who is it?"

Chu Erya hesitated for a long time before saying, "The person I love is sitting right next to me right now."

Chapter 194: Tonight I finally enjoyed

Yang Leiluo's brief surprise, but he immediately recovered some perceptions from his barren memories. Those perceptions were bits and pieces that remained in the corners of his mind, things he usually didn't have time to touch or sort out. Although Chu Er Ya had never directly expressed anything to him, he could always sense the affection a girl might have for a boy in her eyes whenever they met, from her frequent attempts to get close to him. This affection, though Yang Lei Luo was unwilling to confront, touch, or delve into, was undeniably real. Yang Lei Luo felt he shouldn't be surprised by Chu Er Ya's confession. In fact, he knew Chu Er Ya no less than he knew Feng Dong Mei, and Chu Er Ya was more likely to open up to him than Feng Dong Mei.

Yang Lei Luo had no reason to be surprised; his greatest fear at this moment was how to face Chu Er Ya's heartfelt confession. He seemed to feel Chu Er Ya's rapid breathing and the slight trembling of her hand holding his. Yang Leiluo's heart was in turmoil. Finally, he spoke, saying, "Erya, you've fallen for someone who isn't worthy of your affection. You shouldn't be like this!"

"Dalei, you're wrong. It's not that I'm not worthy, but that I'm not qualified to like him. It's just a one-sided dream of mine, but I can't stop this dream. From the day I became aware of things, I've silently loved him. I know clearly that it's impossible, but I still can't suppress my feelings. I can only keep it to myself, unable to say it out loud, and I have no reason to say it out loud, because it's impossible. Today I want to tell you, because I've decided to marry Sun Dabao. That way, it won't burden you. I just want you to know that I love you!"

As she spoke, Chu Erya burst into tears again.

Yang Leilu felt a pang of pain in his heart and couldn't help but gently hug her shoulders, saying, "Erya, actually, you're a very likable girl, but I can't help it, I really can't. Don't blame me!"

Yang Leilu thought seriously for a while, then nodded in the darkness, saying, "Yes, and I want to say from the bottom of my heart that I also like you very much, but not all liking has a happy ending. Some liking can only be kept in the heart!"

Hearing this, Chu Erya was extremely satisfied. She was almost moved to tears, saying, "Dalei, I've received such an answer from you, and I have no regrets. This shows that I'm no worse than Feng Dongmei. If it weren't for the incompatibility of our family backgrounds, if it weren't for Feng Dongmei's preconceived notions, then my dream wouldn't be so far-fetched, right? Then you would like me too, right?"

Yang Leilu nodded firmly, saying, "Yes, Erya, you're no worse than Feng Dongmei, that's for sure!" Yang

Leiluo's words, even when meant to comfort Chu Erya, were a heartfelt reflection and judgment. In terms of appearance, if Chu Erya could dress like Feng Dongmei, she wouldn't be much less attractive. In terms of personality, Chu Erya was gentler and more understanding than Feng Dongmei. Intellectually, Chu Erya was superior to Feng Dongmei; she was always among the top three in her class in elementary school, while Feng Dongmei was consistently in the top ten. Frankly, because of the childhood betrothal concept, Yang Leiluo had already decided that Feng Dongmei was his future wife, thus forming a preconceived notion of liking Feng Dongmei and leaving no reason to accommodate Chu Erya. Of course, family background was also an unavoidable factor; all objective constraints often dictate the direction of subjective thinking, and he never considered that Chu Erya could have any special relationship with him.

Yang Leiluo hadn't changed his mindset. Although his relationship with Feng Dongmei seemed to be facing a potential crisis, Feng Dongmei had given him her most precious thing as a girl, so she was already his woman. As long as Feng Dongmei wanted to be his wife, he would bear that responsibility for life. Regardless, Chu Erya and he were not destined to be together. All Yang Leiluo could do was comfort and affirm Chu Erya, and not let down the girl's sincere affection for him.

Receiving Yang Leiluo's affirmation, Chu Erya, who didn't ask for much, seemed to suddenly feel a sense of happiness, saying, "If I can be born into a good family in the next life, then I can find you sooner, so that I won't be taken away by someone else too early, and then my dream won't be just a dream!"

Yang Leiluo felt a pang of sadness and quickly comforted her, saying, "Erya, don't be so sad. You're not necessarily unhappy in this life. You're still so young, you have a long road ahead of you! Why be so pessimistic!" “

Da Lei, what happiness can I possibly have? My fate is sealed. I’m going to marry that thirty-year-old Sun Da Bao. The age difference isn’t the main issue; the problem is I don’t like him. I don’t think he’s a good person. Do you think I’ll be happy?”

“Have you really decided to marry him? Have you thought it through?”

Even though Yang Lei knew he was powerless, his heart ached terribly. He felt heartbroken and regretful for this beautiful girl.

Chu Er Ya tightly gripped Yang Lei’s hand on her shoulder, seemingly sweating, and said with infinite sorrow, “Although I haven’t agreed to this marriage yet, I know I can’t hold on much longer. Nothing can give me the strength to get through this. I feel like a little kitten in my own home; my parents can give me away to whomever they want, and I have no say in it.” Recently, Qu Haishan and Sun Dabao seem to be busy cooperating with the work group on something big, and haven't had time to push this matter. But my father is pressuring me a lot, trying to persuade me to agree every day. Perhaps my father feels that the upcoming political movement will make him even more terrifying, so he wants to finalize my marriage with Sun Dabao even more, so that the militia of the brigade will take care of him during the movement and spare him from being beaten and scolded. If Qu Haishan comes to my house again to urge this marriage, it will probably be the time when I can't hold on any longer. Da Lei, I really can't do anything. I'm as high as the sky, but my fate is as thin as paper. I really don't have the strength to fight against fate. Tonight I heard your true feelings, and I feel much better. At least I know that my feelings for you weren't wrong, and I have no regrets!"

Yang Lei's pity for her intensified. He couldn't help but hug her shoulders tightly and said, "Er Ya, don't be so desperate. Things haven't reached the final point yet. Maybe there will be a turning point. Hold on for one day at a time. Sometimes, there's always a way out!" “

Da Lei, don’t try to comfort me. What hope is there? They won’t give up on this. I know I can’t escape!”

Yang Lei felt only pity and regret. He knew he was powerless and couldn’t find a better reason to comfort her. He could only hold her shoulders tighter. At that moment, he seemed to have a thought: that time could stop at this moment and the world could stand still.

Chu Er Ya seemed to be enjoying this rare sense of security and comfort as well. She said, ecstatically, "Da Lei, can you hold me tighter? Hiding in your arms and enjoying your embrace is something I've always dreamed of. Tonight I finally have it. Please hold me tighter, hold me a little longer!"

Yang Lei's emotions surged, and without thinking, he reached out his other hand, intertwining his arms to tightly embrace Chu Er Ya's delicate body. Chu Er Ya turned and pressed

herself tightly against Yang Lei's firm chest, their hearts pounding together. Yang Lei felt Chu Er Ya's full breasts bouncing against him, making him incredibly excited. At that moment, he suddenly realized that he truly loved this gentle and incredibly delicate girl. If only the two of them existed in the world at that moment, he would unhesitatingly make her his wife.

Chu Er Ya, her breath hot, said, "Da Lei, I like you. I'm willing to give you my first time, then I'll truly have no regrets!" Yang Lei's body trembled slightly, a mixture of shock and impulsiveness. His breathing quickened as he said, "Er Ya, I can't have you, because I can't marry you! I can't do this!" "

I didn't say I wanted you to marry me. I'm giving it to you willingly. Anyway, I'm going to marry someone I don't like. Giving my first time to someone I like is a kind of comfort for myself, a way of saying I didn't love you in vain

. I won't cling to you, Da Lei, I really want to," Chu Er Ya said, recklessly starting to unbutton her shirt. (Chapter 195: Unbuttoning His Belt) In the dark mill shed, Chu Erya impulsively unbuttoned her shirt. The front buttons were quickly undone, and then she pulled up her vest, revealing her two round, firm breasts. Without hesitation, she wrapped her arms around Yang Leiluo's neck, her fiery lips pressing against his. Yang Leiluo's chest was pressed against the girl's full breasts; he could almost feel their bounce through his clothes. Her fragrant lips pressed against him without hesitation, leaving him no time to think or breathe, only instinct to accept. He couldn't help but embrace Chu Erya's head, meeting her lips with his own. The two kissed passionately in the darkness. Although they couldn't see each other's eyes, they could hear each other's heartbeats, hear their breaths mingling, and hear the soft sounds of their tongues intertwining. As they kissed, Chu Erya's hand lifted Yang Leiluo's shirt from behind, gently caressing his strong back. Yang Leiluo, in turn, couldn't help but touch her soft skin. They were both lost in their passion. After a long kiss, Chu Erya was completely intoxicated. She released Yang Leiluo and began to unhook her pants, crying out, "Da Lei, I like you, I love you! I want to give you my virginity, so that it won't fall into that Sun Dabao's hands!" Yang Leiluo hadn't completely lost his senses. He quickly stopped Chu Erya's hands from pulling down her pants, breathing heavily, and cried out, "Erya, don't do this! I can't take you like this, what kind of person would I be? I can't marry you! I won't do this!" Chu Erya, already quite impulsive, said, "I don't want you to marry me. I want to give my pure virginity to the man I love. This is my greatest wish." Only in this way will I have no regrets, Da Lei, I won't make you take responsibility! As long as you still say you like me even a little, then don't hesitate, come on, this is the only fate we have left in this life. Perhaps with the memories of tonight, I'll still have something to look forward to in the future!" Although Yang Lei was also incredibly excited and longed to be with this girl, reason told him he couldn't do that. If he did, he would be letting down Feng Dongmei and it would seem like he was molesting Chu Er Ya. But he couldn't bear to hurt this girl who was so sincere to him, so he said somewhat dazedly, "Er Ya, listen to me, if we are destined to be together, I will want you, but I can't now, I really can't!" "Da Lei, we won't have any fate as husband and wife. Let's just enjoy this little bit of shallow fate, so that we can leave each other with the warmth of remembrance, as a trace of life's memories and warmth that you left me!" Chu Er Ya frantically tried to undo his belt again. Yang Leiluo pushed her hands away again, saying, "Er Ya, don't say we're not meant to be. Nothing is set in stone. I can tell you, if Feng Dongmei really breaks off our engagement, then I'll marry you. Don't be so discouraged!" With that, he broke free from Chu Er Ya and turned to leave the mill. Yang Leiluo didn't know why he said those words, nor could he fathom how they would affect Chu Er Ya. In any case, to give this girl in despair a little strength to keep going, he spoke those words without considering the consequences. After speaking, he strode away from the mill. Chu Er Ya stood there in the mill for a long time, her mind replaying Yang Leiluo's last words. She felt a glimmer of hope and solace, though that hope was so fleeting, yet she was still moved to tears. She straightened her clothes and hurriedly left the mill, heading home. As she walked, Yang Leiluo's words continued to echo in her ears. When Yang Leiluo returned home, his father, Yang Beian, and mother, Yao Lijuan, were talking to each other with gloomy expressions. Noticing Yang Leiluo's unusual expression, Yao Lijuan stopped her conversation with her father and asked, "Dalei, where have you been? Why are you in such a hurry?" Of course, Yang Leiluo couldn't say he'd gone on a date with Chu Erya, so he lied and said, "I went to Feng Dongmei's house. I walked in a bit too fast, so I'm a little out of breath!" But his eyes darted around, avoiding his parents' gaze. Yao Lijuan seemed to suddenly remember something and asked nervously, "Dalei, you went to see Feng Dongmei? Did she say anything special to you tonight? Like, about your marriage?" Yang Leiluo felt a pang of unease, thinking, "Does Mom know something too?" He was just about to ask his mother if she had heard anything, so he seized the opportunity to ask, "Mom, have Feng Dongmei's parents come to you about our two families' arranged marriage?" Yao Lijuan's eyes immediately dimmed. She said, "Today, when I got off work, Dongmei's mother did stop me and pulled me into the yard to talk about it. She said that Qu Haishan has been coming to see them these past few days, saying that the work team is very concerned about our two families' arranged marriage, saying that it's feudal ideology and should be treated as a force to be reckoned with. Dongmei's mother seems scared, so she discussed with me, saying that maybe we should just call off the engagement on the surface and stop talking about it. She said we can discuss it again when you're both adults, and then no one will be able to interfere. Da Lei, Feng Dongmei talked to you tonight..." "Didn't she say anything?" Yang Leiluo's heart darkened further. He realized this matter had become quite serious. Recalling Feng Dongmei's behavior today, he grew even more agitated. He said gruffly, "Feng Dongmei also told me about this, almost exactly what you heard her mother say. No wonder she didn't ride in my car to school today, but rode her own bicycle instead. She didn't wait for me after school either, coming home with Sui Xiaocai and Sun Yajing. Clearly, she's distancing herself from me. Whatever, let her do what she wants. Does she mean I won't get married in the future?" Yao Lijuan's face darkened even more. She hurriedly asked, "Didn't she explain anything to you tonight? According to her mother, it's not that she doesn't want you to see each other, it's just that when outsiders say the engagement between our two families is dissolved, it doesn't mean you two will never see each other again!"

“Isn’t that still the same thing? Since we won’t admit to that kind of relationship in front of outsiders, we can’t be as close as before, which means we can’t go to school together often anymore!”

Yang Leiluo’s mind was in turmoil, but he didn’t want to show that he cared too much. He knew that his parents were probably feeling quite uneasy.

Yao Lijuan still wanted to know more about the situation, so she asked again, “Behind the scenes, Feng Dongmei must have said something heartfelt, right? What are her thoughts and plans?”

Yang Leiluo sighed and said, “Of course, she didn’t say she wanted to really break up with me. She just said that we’d keep our distance on the surface and talk about it when we’re of marriageable age!”

“Oh, is that so? Well, it’s nothing then. Her family is timid and afraid of getting into trouble because of this, which is understandable. Let’s not talk about the arranged marriage anymore. Let’s wait until you’re older!”

Yao Lijuan said, then looked at Yang Beian, who hadn’t spoken, and asked, “Has Feng Dongmei’s father, Feng Sihai, talked to you about this?”

Yang Beian pondered and said, “Feng Sihai hasn’t talked to me about this. Ever since the work team came, he seems like a different person. He seems to be intentionally distancing himself from me. I don’t know how people are so kind. I haven’t even done anything yet, and even he’s become so cautious!”

Yao Lijuan then asked, “Has the work team been investigating you these past two days? Weren’t they investigating your private plot contracting a few days ago? Are they trying to find fault with you because of that?”

"They haven't brought it up again. They seem very calm these past two days, just holding meetings and mobilizing people, but I feel like they're operating in secret, like they're waiting for something! This calm is terrifying; I have a feeling something's about to happen!"

Yang Beian said worriedly.

That night, Yang Leiluo couldn't sleep. He was severely sleepless, tossing and turning on the kang (heated brick bed), his mind filled with Feng Dongmei's cold face and the heavy gloom of recent stressful events.

Chapter 196: Still a Little Itchy

Although Yang Leiluo didn't fall asleep until late at night, he was still woken up very early in the morning. He ate breakfast very early today. His parents both had things on their minds and wanted to go to work early, mostly because they were anxious and wanted to go to the brigade or school to hear what was going on. Usually, Yang Leiluo, the middle school student, would leave home first, but today was different. His parents went to work first, and as soon as his mother left, Erlei and Xiaorui went to school with her, leaving only Yang Leiluo and his aunt Cui Huahua at home.

During dinner, Cui Huahua noticed that Yang Leiluo looked a little listless, as if something was on his mind. The most attentive and considerate person could only be someone with such a special relationship as Cui Huahua and Yang Leiluo. While clearing the dishes, Cui Huahua watched Yang Leiluo packing his schoolbag and asked with concern, "Leilu, what's wrong with you today? You look so listless, like you have something on your mind. What happened?"

Yang Leiluo, eager to get to school, didn't have much time to talk to his aunt and simply said, "I didn't sleep well last night, so I'm not energetic. I didn't fall asleep until after midnight!"

"Why couldn't you sleep? A child your age shouldn't have insomnia, unlike adults who always have things on their minds!" Cui Huahua persisted.

Trying to dispel his gloomy mood, Yang Leiluo playfully said, "Auntie, you're still asking? Is it because I'm thinking of you that I can't sleep?"

Although Yang Leiluo wasn't telling the truth, he hadn't stopped thinking about Cui Huahua when he had insomnia.

Cui Huahua's eyes flashed with a charming light, but she pouted and said, "I don't believe it. You think I'd lose sleep over it? You're thinking about Feng Dongmei, aren't you?"

These words struck a chord with Yang Leiluo, but he didn't want to admit it, saying, "Why would I think about her? She might not even be thinking about me!"

Unintentionally, Yang Leiluo revealed his private thoughts; thinking about Feng Dongmei's cold face last night had made him look much more haggard.

Cui Huahua had already been guessing what was on Yang Leiluo's mind, and hearing his tone about Feng Dongmei, she seized the opportunity to press, "Something's not right about you. It sounds like you two had a fight. You must be upset about something; you can't hide it from me. Tell me quickly, let me help you share some of the burden. I don't like seeing you so depressed!"

Yang Leiluo felt a warmth in his heart, thinking, "My aunt cares about me the most; only she can see right through me." He gave a bitter laugh and said, "Auntie, you don't know yet, but my engagement with Feng Dongmei has fallen through. Don't bring it up again!"

Cui Huahua was shocked and quickly put down her chopsticks, asking, "What do you mean? Even if you were angry about something, you can't say that! You can just break it off like that? She's already your woman, how can you break it off? Don't talk nonsense!"

Yang Leiluo didn't want to hide it from his aunt anymore, so he told Cui Huahua everything that had happened yesterday. Then he looked dejected.

Cui Huahua was surprised to hear this. After thinking for a while, she comforted him, saying, "That doesn't mean they really broke up. Their family is just trying to avoid suspicion. Aren't they saying the work team is arresting class enemies in the village? They're afraid of being made an example of. Don't take it seriously. Didn't Feng Dongmei already tell you the truth, saying we'd talk about it when you're older?"

Yang Leiluo pondered like an adult, shaking his head and saying, "Who knows if it's true or not? These days, you can only know a person's face, not their heart. Even her father, Feng Sihai, has started to distance himself from my father, it seems..." "My family is facing a terrible disaster, and I'm afraid it will implicate her family. I really don't know what terrible things are going to happen!"

Cui Huahua's heart was also filled with gloom. Although she didn't leave the house, she had been sensing a suffocating atmosphere from her brother-in-law and sister-in-law's conversations every day. It seemed that something unsettling was happening in the brigade and the school, that they were investigating reactionaries and class enemies, and that the work team was doing some kind of investigation on her brother-in-law, Yang Beian. She had a bad feeling. But Cui Huahua still tried to comfort Yang Leiluo, saying, "Don't think too much, nothing will happen. Everyone knows your father's background and character. Let them investigate as they please. Anyway, he hasn't done anything wrong. Don't take your relationship with Feng Dongmei to heart. She's your woman now, she won't run away!"

Her aunt's comfort always made Yang Leiluo feel better. He calmed down a bit and said, "Aunt, let's not talk about these things anymore. Let's talk about you."

"Talk about me? What about me?"

Cui Huahua asked curiously.

"Tell me about your illness. How have you been these past few days? Are you completely cured? Is it still itchy?"

Yang Leiluo was genuinely concerned about his aunt's health.

Cui Huahua's face immediately brightened again, and she said cheerfully, "I'm completely cured. I haven't been itchy these past few days. But when I think of you, it still itches a little, but it's not that kind of itching anymore; it's a different itching on my other hand." As she spoke, her face turned red.

"Aunt, when do you miss me?"

Yang Leiluo immediately became restless again, recalling the wonderful times he had spent with his aunt, and a feeling of longing welled up inside him.

"Of course, it's around midnight. It's become a habit. I wake up then, thinking you're coming back to apply medicine for me. I actually had insomnia last night; I didn't fall asleep until dawn!"

Cui Huahua said, lowering her head, her face flushed, her eyes filled with reminiscence.

Yang Leiluo, his emotions surging, looked up at her and impulsively said, "Auntie, if Feng Dongmei really breaks up with me, then I'll marry you in the future. Would you be willing?"

Cui Huahua immediately panicked again and said reproachfully, "You're talking nonsense again. How could Feng Dongmei really break up with you? It's only temporary!"

"I mean, if she really wants to break up with me, would you be willing?"

Yang Leiluo was serious, perhaps this was his true thought.

"Don't talk nonsense! Didn't I tell you? You're not allowed to say things like that again. It's impossible!"

Although Cui Huahua sometimes fantasized about such a wonderful thing, she knew it was just a fantasy and she shouldn't indulge in it. Then she took the bowls and chopsticks to the outer room to wash the dishes.

Yang Leiluo pondered for a while in the room, then picked up his schoolbag and went out. But as he passed his aunt, he whispered to her, "Aunt, I'm not joking with you. I'm serious. You should think about it carefully!"

Then he left.

When Yang Leiluo pushed his bicycle to Feng Dongmei's house, he was disappointed. Feng Dongmei was no longer standing at the door waiting for him. Yang Leiluo hesitated for a moment in front of the door, then propped up his bicycle and walked nervously into Feng Dongmei's yard. Yang Leiluo thought that if Feng Dongmei hadn't come out today, she would think something if he left like this. There had been times before when he had arrived at her house and she hadn't come out.

Feng Dongmei's big yellow dog jumped out of its kennel and barked twice as if it didn't recognize him. With the barking, the door opened, and Dongmei's mother came out. Seeing Yang Leiluo enter, Dongmei's mother's expression changed slightly; she looked at him nervously and said, "Leiluo, Dongmei has already left for school. She went to find Sui Xiaocai and Sun Yajing; she's been gone for a while!"

Yang Leiluo hesitated for a moment, then deliberately asked, "Auntie, why didn't she wait for me to leave with her today?"

Dongmei's mother seemed surprised, glancing cautiously outside the yard, and asked in a low voice, "Didn't your mother tell you when she got home? Like, about the engagement being called off?"

Yang Leiluo kept scrutinizing Dongmei's mother and said, "Auntie, my mother did tell me, but even if the engagement is called off, does that mean we can't date? You mean, I..." "You don't need to come to see Dongmei anymore after school?"

Dongmei's mother seemed flustered. After a moment of hesitation, she said, "Dalei, the political movement is very intense right now. We don't want to be made an example of because of this. Once the movement is over, our two families will be fine again. By then, you'll both be grown up, and we'll discuss your marriage. For now, it's best if you don't get together. This is for the sake of both our families' safety!" Yang Leiluo understood Dongmei's mother's words. It meant he couldn't come to see Feng Dongmei anymore after school. Yang Leiluo felt even more gloomy, but he still replied, "Oh, I understand. I won't come to see her anymore!"

With that, he turned and walked out of Feng Dongmei's yard.

Yang Leiluo rode his bicycle listlessly along the road. He looked ahead from time to time, hoping to see Feng Dongmei, but he never did. He bitterly recalled the past times he had spent going to school with Feng Dongmei, his heart filled with a gray sense of loss.

When Yang Leiluo arrived at the school, he immediately sensed an even more restless atmosphere. The students weren't in their classrooms, but outside, discussing something. Members of the work team and the propaganda team were busily preparing. Yang Leiluo squeezed among the students and seemed to understand what was happening. They were told that today all the teachers and students were going to welcome the Red Guards from the county town to the school to make revolution.

Yang Leiluo's heart tightened inexplicably. He couldn't help but search everywhere for Feng Dongmei, but couldn't find her. He assumed she was in the classroom, so he hurriedly went to look for her, only to find the classroom empty; all the students were on the playground. He was filled with doubt. Where had Feng Dongmei gone?

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Chapter 197: The Red Guards Arrive)

Yang Leiluo searched the entire school but couldn't find Feng Dongmei. Much later, Feng Dongmei and several male and female students finally emerged from Luo Meilan's office. Yang Leiluo hurriedly called Feng Dongmei to a secluded spot outside and anxiously asked, "Dongmei, what does Luo Meilan want with you? Why are you still associating with her?"

Feng Dongmei looked at Yang Leiluo in astonishment and said, "Da Lei, what are you talking about? What do you mean I'm associating with whom? I'm participating in the Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution! Captain Luo, following the work team's instructions, is establishing a Cultural Revolution Association among students, recruiting those from good family backgrounds and with political awareness. I'm a child of poor and lower-middle peasants, a member of the proletariat, so of course I have to join the revolutionary camp. Da Lei, you're also a descendant of the proletariat, you should sign up too!"

With that, Feng Dongmei pulled Yang Leiluo towards Luo Meilan's office.

Yang Leiluo hurriedly pushed Feng Dongmei's hand away, angrily saying, "I'm not going! That Luo Meilan is a teacher with ulterior motives. She's always trying to attack and retaliate against Teacher Su and the others. I won't go along with her!"

Feng Dongmei was also angry when she heard this, saying, "You keep talking about Su Xiaomeng. If you protect her like this, you'll get implicated. Don't you know what kind of person Su Xiaomeng is? She's already been classified as one of the 'four categories,' a typical descendant of the bourgeoisie, with a head full of decadent bourgeois ideas. You can't associate with her anymore. You have to stand on the side of the proletariat!"

Yang Leiluo was completely stunned by her. He almost didn't recognize Feng Dongmei, exclaiming in astonishment, "Dongmei, why have you suddenly become like this? Have you been brainwashed by Luo Meilan? Teacher Su is a good teacher. How can she be a bourgeois? Don't be misled or used by anyone. Don't participate in any revolution!"

As Yang Leiluo spoke, he grabbed Feng Dongmei's hand again, as if to pull her away.

Feng Dongmei decisively shook off his hand, saying, "Da Lei, I really didn't expect that you, as a descendant of the proletariat, would be so indifferent to the revolutionary struggle. Fine, whether you want to join the revolutionary camp or not is none of my business, but you can't stop me. We still have many tasks to do. The Red Guards from the county town will be coming to make a revolution soon. Our Cultural Revolution Committee needs to prepare to write big-character posters to expose the numerous crimes of those bourgeoisie and monsters, and make their crimes public!"

After saying this, Feng Dongmei turned and left without looking back, going to find the student activists to plan the action. Yang Lei stared blankly at Feng Dongmei's back, his heart seemingly collapsing with a dull ache.

Around noon, all the students in the school were gathered on the playground by the Workers' Propaganda Team, who were blowing whistles, waiting to welcome the arrival of the Red Guards from the county town. Members of the town's Cultural Revolution work group, the school's propaganda team, and the newly established student Cultural Revolution Association lined up on both sides of the school gate. A banner was unfurled in the procession: "Warmly welcome the Red Guards to our school to carry out the Cultural Revolution movement!"

The head and deputy head of the work group stood there personally, including Tian Zifu and Liu Guizhi.

With the sound of gongs and drums, a dignified procession entered from the school gate. There were about a dozen people, the oldest no more than twenty years old. They were all dressed in yellow military uniforms and caps, with red armbands on their arms and wide leather belts around their waists. They each held a Little Red Book in their hands, and the one in the lead was holding a red flag. As the Red Guards entered the school, they shouted slogans with great fervor: "Rebellion is justified! Sweep away all monsters and demons! Down with the bourgeois power holders! Hold high the great red banner of Mao Zedong Thought and carry the Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution through to the end!"

The welcoming contingent at school also began chanting slogans: "Welcome, Red Guards! Welcome, Red Guards, to our school to rebel and make revolution! We will resolutely carry the Great Proletarian Cultural Revolution through to the end and drag out all monsters and demons!"

The slogans from both sides rose and fell, merging into a deafening roar. The school was instantly filled with fervor.

At that moment, Yang Leiluo stood among the students, watching the Red Guards enter the school. When he saw the Red Guard at the very front, he was stunned. It was Qu Yong, who had disappeared for almost twenty days. Damn it, so this kid went to the city to join the Red Guards! No wonder he'd vanished without a trace these past few days. It seemed this kid was the leader of this group of Red Guards, because he was waving a red flag, leading the chants, and looking quite smug. Yang Leiluo's heart grew even darker; he thought, this scoundrel has returned as a Red Guard, it can't be anything good. This made him think of Su Xiaomeng again. Yang Leiluo suddenly had a bad feeling.

Standing in the welcoming crowd, Feng Dongmei saw Qu Yong leading the way, and her heart pounded. She hadn't expected that Qu Yong, who had disappeared for so many days, would actually become a Red Guard. At this moment, Feng Dongmei's heart was filled with a mix of envy, trepidation, and many other indescribable emotions. She stared intently at this hooligan, this bad boy she had always thought of, who had returned to school as a Red Guard. Feng Dongmei's consciousness began to drift into a daze.

Qu Yong, with a smug and arrogant expression, though his gaze remained fixed straight ahead, still keenly and accurately spotted Feng Dongmei in the welcoming crowd beside him. His heart was also churning. When he walked up to Feng Dongmei, he immediately stared at her for a few seconds, then whispered, "Feng Dongmei, you didn't expect me to return to school like this, did you?"

But he quickly walked away, continuing to shout slogans.

Feng Dongmei immediately lowered her eyes, her lips trembling, unable to utter a word. Seeing Qu Yong strut confidently forward to shake hands with the members of the work team,

Tian Zifu was the first to step forward and shake Qu Yong's hand, saying, "Qu Yong, you're finally back! On behalf of the Cultural Revolution work team, I welcome you Red Guards to fight alongside us. You are the vanguard of the revolution!"

Qu Yong had been sent to the county town by Tian Zifu, whose uncle was a high-ranking figure in the county's rebel faction. Qu Yong naturally treated Tian Zifu with utmost respect, gripping his hand tightly and saying, "Secretary Tian, I will never forget your recommendation. From now on, we will fight side by side!"

Only then did Qu Yong shake hands with his aunt, Liu Guizhi, saying, "Aunt, I'm back!" "This has truly broadened my horizons! I now know how to fight against the reactionary class. From now on, we're comrades-in-arms!"

Liu Guizhi patted Qu Yong on the shoulder and praised, "I knew you were cut out for this, otherwise why would I have sent you out to gain experience? You've finally returned with the team! The revolutionary struggle in Jiapigou Town depends on you scorpions to lead the charge!"

The work team leader, of course, dared not neglect these main revolutionary forces. He hurriedly came over to shake hands with Qu Yong and all the Red Guards, and then led them into the temporary Revolutionary Committee office.

Luo Meilan, the head of the Workers' Propaganda Team, was also astonished to see that Qu Yong was actually the leader of the Red Guards. Upon entering the office, Luo Meilan hurriedly called Qu Yong into a room, adopting a fawning tone, and said, "Qu Yong, I've always known you're a very promising student. You're filled with hatred for the bourgeoisie. It's good that you're back; we can fight together now. I've already joined the revolutionary camp. We must work together to root out the class enemies hiding in the school!"

Qu Yong, of course, knew about the conflict between this art teacher and Su Xiaomeng's rival, and also knew that she harbored hatred for Principal Ye. So, he calmly asked, "Teacher Luo, where should our school's struggle begin? Tell me, who are the monsters and counter-revolutionaries hiding in our school? Who is the biggest representative?" Luo Meilan,

of course, knew what Qu Yong wanted her to say, and confidently replied, "These past few days, we've already conducted thorough and meticulous investigations. We've investigated the backgrounds and details of the school's teachers and categorized them. Among them, there are more than a dozen elements standing on the opposite side of the revolution. Of course, the biggest capitalist roaders and counter-revolutionaries in the school are Ye Mao and Su Xiaomeng!"

"So, you've already gathered evidence of their reactionary actions?"

Qu Yong was secretly pleased that this flirtatious female teacher had hit it off with him so readily.

"Of course I have! I'm just waiting for you to launch your struggle!"

Luo Meilan said mysteriously.

Afterwards, the two secretly discussed for a long time before returning to the meeting room to study the next steps of the revolutionary action with the work team.

Chapter

198: A Special Battle

The Red Guards and the work team members held a meeting in the meeting room for half an afternoon before reaching an action plan for the cultural revolution in Jiapigou Town. Of course, they conducted a detailed study of those classified as class enemies and formulated actions and strategies for the struggle. The meeting made the decision to reorganize a powerful fighting team. The Red Guard work team and the student Cultural Revolution Association jointly formed a "Red Star Fighting Team," which was of course modeled after the most famous "Red Flag Fighting Team."

In the afternoon, the Workers' Propaganda Team gathered all the students on the playground to mobilize them for the formation of the "Red Star Fighting Team." The work group leader gave a long, hour-long impassioned speech over the loudspeaker, outlining the criteria for students eligible to join the "Red Star Combat Team": their families must be children of revolutionary cadres, revolutionary soldiers (that's what they called then), revolutionary martyrs, or children of workers or poor peasants. As long as their so-called "good family background " was recognized, they could join; their performance was irrelevant.

After the mobilization meeting, many qualified, enthusiastic students stood up, demanding to join the "Red Star Combat Team" to fight to the death against "demons and monsters." Their revolutionary fervor was incredibly high, like soldiers going to war.

The examiners for these members were, of course, the Red Guards, as this combat team was directly under their leadership and command. Qu Yong, the Red Guard leader, selected members like a general choosing soldiers. Naturally, his close friends from school were the first to be chosen. Those boys were all eager and ready to try. Qu Yong observed that most of those joining were male students, with only one or two female students. Qu Yong's gaze never left Feng Dongmei, a member of the Cultural Revolution group. He desperately wanted her to volunteer, but Feng Dongmei remained hidden in the back, her eyes downcast, refusing to even look at him. Qu Yong had already made up his mind to bring Feng Dongmei into his camp; this was the first step in his attempt to win her back from Yang Leiluo. So he went to Feng Dongmei and specifically asked to speak with her. After some hesitation, Feng Dongmei followed Qu Yong to a classroom.

Yang Leiluo, standing among the students watching, also kept glancing at Feng Dongmei. Seeing that Feng Dongmei had been taken away by Qu Yong, Yang Leiluo felt a surge of anxiety. He quickly slipped out of the crowd, took a detour, and eavesdropped outside the back window of the classroom where Qu Yong and Feng Dongmei had gone.

Qu Yong led Feng Dongmei into the empty classroom and then closed the door. When alone with Feng Dongmei, Qu Yong began to shed his imposing demeanor as a Red Guard scorpion, and said with a grin, "Dongmei, have you thought of me these past few days?"

Feng Dongmei was nervous and flustered, somewhat at a loss for words. She lowered her eyes, her face flushed, and said, "Why would I think of you? Do you think I wanted you to be a pervert to me? I simply can't reconcile your past behavior with your current Red Guard scorpion status!"

“Hehe, you’ve thought too badly of me. I’ve always been a person with ideals and ambitions. The way I treated you before wasn’t my fault; it was because I liked you. Even a revolutionary has the right to like someone! During these days of struggle in the county town, I’ve thought about you every day! I’ve said it before, one day you’ll be my wife. You and Yang Leiluo are simply not suitable!”

Feng Dongmei’s chest heaved violently for a while. Of course, she remembered all the entanglements and insults Qu Yong had inflicted on her in the past, so she said, “Qu Yong, did you come to talk to me about personal matters? Then we have nothing to talk about. I thought you were here to discuss important matters of revolution!”

Qu Yong smiled awkwardly, immediately reverting to his condescending Red Guard demeanor, and said, “Of course I came to talk to you about important matters of revolution. Feng Dongmei, you are the child of poor and lower-middle peasants, a pure proletarian. Don’t you want to join our Red Star Fighting Team and fight against the reactionary classes? Now, all ambitious and conscious young people are actively requesting to join this struggle to defend the dictatorship of the proletariat!”

“But I am a student. My duty is to study hard so that I can have a future. Making revolution is not our business!”

Although Feng Dongmei was also attracted by the current fervor, she was still somewhat confused and felt that she should not get involved with Qu Yong.

"Dongmei, you're too naive! Huh? Do you see any schools still having classes these days? Schools have been taken over by bourgeois ideology. Those who hold power under this ideology control the schools. All we can learn is the bourgeois stuff. Why should we learn it? Our current task is to drag out the bourgeois power holders in the schools, criticize and discredit them. Only then can we return to the proletarian line. Don't you understand? We shouldn't pin our future on academic subjects. Our only way out is to throw ourselves into the fiery revolutionary struggle, temper ourselves, and become true proletarian successors!"

Qu Yong practically recited the Red Guards' theories by heart, speaking with great passion and conviction.

Sixteen-year-old Feng Dongmei seemed to have her youthful enthusiasm stirred. She looked up at Qu Yong and said, "I can join your fighting team, but I'm only doing this to make revolution, not because I have any personal relationship with you! You need to understand that!"

Qu Yong felt a surge of pride, thinking, "As long as you're willing to come to my side, I won't have trouble getting you eventually." But he said selflessly, "Of course, don't worry, I won't have any personal relationship with you. From now on, we'll just be comrades-in-arms! So, you agree to join the Red Star Fighting Team?"

Feng Dongmei nodded.

Qu Yong's eyes gleamed as he stared at Feng Dongmei's graceful figure. After a long while, he swallowed hard and said, "When you return to the meeting, you must announce to all the revolutionary teachers and students that you are joining the Red Star Fighting Team!"

Feng Dongmei hesitated for a moment and then said, "But I've already joined the school's Cultural Revolution Committee. Can I still join your fighting team at the same time?"

Qu Yong immediately said, "Why not? The Red Guards, work teams, worker propaganda teams, and student Cultural Revolution Committees are all part of a unified revolutionary camp. They are inseparable, just with different roles. You can join all of these organizations at the same time. They all have the same goal: to fight against monsters and demons, and the bourgeoisie!"

"Okay, I'll go and announce my joining in a bit!"

Feng Dongmei finally made up her mind.

Qu Yong rolled his eyes and said, "Dongmei, rebelling against the capitalist roaders and the monsters and demons isn't just about shouting slogans; we need to take action. Struggle requires courage; we can't be soft-hearted!"

Feng Dongmei looked at him, bewildered, and asked, "Then what do I need to do? Of course, I'll act alongside everyone; I'll follow orders!"

Qu Yong leaned closer to Feng Dongmei, appearing very secretive, and said, "Based on the information we have, the biggest capitalist roaders and monsters and demons in the school are Principal Ye Mao and our homeroom teacher, Su Xiaomeng. What we need to do is ruthlessly expose their reactionary crimes, thoroughly reveal their ugly bourgeois faces, and let all teachers and students recognize their class nature!"

Feng Dongmei became alert, looking at him nervously, and said, "How can I know whether Principal Ye and Teacher Su are counter-revolutionaries?"

"Of course you know. Dongmei, you saw Ye Mao and Su Xiaomeng having an affair in the office in broad daylight. This is the despicable behavior of the bourgeoisie. You need to go back and write a big-character poster to expose their behavior and make it public. Then they will completely reveal their bourgeois nature!"

Feng Dongmei shuddered and said, "Qu Yong, are you taking revenge for personal reasons? Are you doing this because you resent Principal Ye and Teacher Su for expelling you? Why are you making me do this?"

Qu Yong sneered and said, "Feng Dongmei, what I'm saying now is a revolutionary action, unrelated to personal grudges. If you want to find out..." "Their reactionary nature cannot be ignored, not even the slightest ugly act can be overlooked. Take Su Xiaomeng for example. On the one hand, she and Ye Mao are constantly indulging in bourgeois romance, while on the other hand, she's having illicit relationships with male classmates. Such behavior is typical of the bourgeois class. If you know their crimes and don't expose them, that's a matter of your class stance. You might end up being labeled an accomplice or protector of the capitalist roaders, and you'll be included in their camp. Think about it carefully!"

Feng Dongmei's face turned pale with fright, especially since she also thought about Su Xiaomeng and Yang Leiluo's inappropriate relationship. Her heart was filled with disgust for Su Xiaomeng, and it even involved a matter of class stance! But she looked up at Qu Yong and said, "I didn't see what you said about Su Xiaomeng and Yang Leiluo, and I don't believe it. I can't expose them. I do know about Ye Mao and Su Xiaomeng's scandalous affair in the office, but even if I were to expose it, it would only be about that!"

Qu Yong's eyes darted around, and after thinking for a while, he said, "Although Su Xiaomeng and Yang Leiluo's affair is absolutely true, it's understandable that you don't want to believe it. After all, Yang Leiluo is your lover. I won't make things difficult for you. Just write a big-character poster about Ye Mao and Su Xiaomeng's affair, and that will be your contribution to the struggle!"

"But I don't know how to write such a big-character poster!" "Don't worry about that. Luo Meilan will ask you to study big-character posters. She'll tell you how to write them. It's not just you; many teachers and students will also write big-character posters to expose other class enemies. You're just one of them!"

Qu Yong and Feng Dongmei had just stepped out of the classroom when they encountered Yang Leiluo, who was standing at the door waiting for them. Yang Leiluo's eyes gleamed with a fiery red light as he looked at the two of them.

Chapter 199: Bewitched

Qu Yong saw Yang Leiluo standing at the door with bloodshot eyes. His body instinctively trembled, and a wave of panic washed over him. But he immediately remembered that he was now a Red Guard and there was no need to be afraid of him. So he straightened his back, puffed out his chest, and looked at Yang Leiluo arrogantly, saying, "Yang Leiluo, you didn't expect me to come back to this school, did you? And to stand before you in this capacity!"

Yang Leiluo scoffed, saying, "So what if you're back? So what if you're wearing a Red Guard's coat? It can't hide the scoundrel and rogue in your bones." "You vile dog, what can you do besides bite?"

Qu Yong never dreamed Yang Leiluo would be so outrageous. Enraged, he pointed at Yang Leiluo and shouted, "Yang Leiluo, you have more guts than the sky! How dare you call Red Guards vicious dogs? We are Red Guards sent down by Chairman Mao! This is a vicious attack on our great leader! You must take responsibility for your reactionary remarks!"

Yang Leiluo was filled with anger and said, "Don't try to scare me with those things. Just because you say I'm reactionary doesn't mean I am! I am also a descendant of poor and lower-middle peasants. Do you think you can label me a reactionary too?" "Class? My class status wasn't assigned to me by you!"

Qu Yong's eyes narrowed into slits, gleaming with malice. "You're a poor peasant's son now, but who knows when you might not be? Don't you know your father Yang Bei'an's background? He's a bourgeois power holder hiding in Jiapigou Brigade. It won't be long before we Red Guards return to the village and wipe out your father and his bourgeois elements. Then you'll be a gangster's son, and your days of arrogance will be numbered. Just you wait and see!"

Yang Leiluo was utterly enraged, rushing forward... He grabbed Yang Leiluo's collar and shouted, "Qu Yong, how dare you say my father is a capitalist roader again?"

Qu Yong knew this kid was capable of anything when he got impulsive, so he softened his tone and said, "Yang Leiluo, we have no personal grudges. Whether your father is proletarian or bourgeois, the masses will make the judgment. What's the use of arguing with me? If you hit me today, then it will be a matter of your class stance. I'm not here to start a fight; I'm here to revolutionize the 'monsters and demons' at the school. Do you really want to go against the vast number of Red Guards?"

Feng Dongmei was already pale with fright. She was sweating bullets for Yang Leiluo. Good heavens, going against the Red Guards was no joke. She hurriedly came over. Yang Leiluo also knew that he had been a bit impulsive. He also sensed that the situation was very complicated, so he stopped arguing with Qu Yong and came to the classroom with Feng Dongmei. In fact, he also had a lot of anger to vent on Feng Dongmei. Before Feng Dongmei could speak, Yang Leiluo angrily said, "Why are you going to collude with Qu Yong? Are you really on the same side? Don't you know what kind of person he is?"

Although Feng Dongmei's mind was also in turmoil, she was indeed driven by the so-called revolutionary enthusiasm ignited by this atmosphere. She argued, "Da Lei, you're mistaken. I'm not colluding with Qu Yong. Of course I know what kind of person he is. I want to join the proletarian fighting force. He's not the only one in the Red Guards. I didn't join because of him. I don't want to lose the faith and pursuit that young people should have!"

"Dongmei, is this faith? Why are you so enthusiastic about this muddled so-called revolution? Don't you think it's too absurd? Where are those class enemies?"

Yang Leiluo couldn't sense any of the impulse in Feng Dongmei to throw herself into this so-called revolution.

"How can you call it a muddled revolution? Even Chairman Mao met with the Red Guards and gave them support and encouragement. That shows it was a revolution that had to be carried out. How can you call it a muddled revolution?"

"Even if it was necessary, not everyone would participate. There are hundreds of students in our school, and countless children of poor peasants like us. But how many of them actually participated? Why do you insist on making trouble for no reason?"

Yang Leiluo really didn't understand why a sixteen-year-old girl would be interested in such things.

"Da Lei, why haven't you grasped the situation yet? We're not people without ideals and ambitions. What are we studying for? Isn't it to learn knowledge, get into university, and have a bright future? But now schools are closed, so where is our way out? Perhaps if we join this revolution, we can have a bright future! If everyone else joins and we don't, and others benefit from their contributions to this revolution, won't we regret it for the rest of our lives?"

Feng Dongmei was a restless girl; perhaps she truly harbored some kind of hope? Perhaps the kind of faith that seemed to belong to the older generation of revolutionaries?

"Dongmei, is the only way to live to stand out from the crowd? School's closed, but we can go home. Does that mean those uneducated people in the village with no future shouldn't live? Wouldn't it be better for us to go home and farm peacefully?"

"Dalei, we're still so young. Are we just going to live a mediocre life? What's the point of that? I'm definitely not willing to live such a lifeless existence!"

Feng Dongmei seemed to have really been brainwashed, and was even somewhat stubborn.

Yang Leiluo clutched his hair in anguish, saying painfully, "Even if you're participating in the so-called revolution, you can't frame others! I absolutely cannot allow you to frame Teacher Su and Principal Ye!"

Feng Dongmei's eyes were filled with doubt as she drawled, "You keep saying it, it's all about Su Xiaomeng, isn't it? Is she really that important to you? You're willing to abandon your class principles for her? Are you really bewitched by that bourgeois woman?"

"You're framing an innocent person! How is Su Xiaomeng bourgeois? Qu Yong and Luo Meilan framed her out of personal revenge, but what reason do you have to expose Teacher Su? Have you forgotten why she advocated for Qu Yong's expulsion? Wasn't it because Qu Yong insulted you? Now you're turning around and helping Qu Yong frame her? Isn't that repaying kindness with enmity?"

Yang Leiluo had overheard Qu Yong and Feng Dongmei plotting to write a big-character poster exposing Su Xiaomeng, and he knew that Feng Dongmei was being manipulated and used by Qu Yong.

Seeing that Yang Leiluo was still protecting Su Xiaomeng, Feng Dongmei felt a surge of jealousy and said, "How did I frame her? I heard her and Ye Mao doing that shameful thing in the office with my own ears. I didn't make it up!"

"But even if they did that, what does it have to do with you? It didn't bother you at all. Can't you just pretend you didn't see it?"

"Can I just say I didn't see it? Qu Yong already caught me eavesdropping outside the office that day. If I don't expose her, and Qu Yong insists I'm protecting capitalist roaders, can I bear that kind of accusation? This isn't a personal issue; it's a matter of class stance. Besides, Su Xiaomeng is inherently capitalist; she doesn't deserve sympathy! You sympathize with her because you've always liked her; you're bewitched!"

Yang Leiluo was almost collapsing. He sensed he couldn't pull Feng Dongmei back from her delusions, so he cried out in despair, "Dongmei, I'm warning you, if you really expose Teacher Su, I will never forgive you!"

With that, Yang Leiluo stormed off

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