[Urban] Sorghum Fields Wet with Dew (Full) - 10-12

Chapter 65: Becoming a Woman

Seeing Qu Haishan hurriedly lock the door, Yao Lijuan felt nervous again, looking at him anxiously. "Why did you lock the door?"

Yao Lijuan was wary of him, especially in the dark; of course she was nervous.

"I have a secret to tell you, and of course, we can't let anyone disturb us!"

Qu Haishan said, cautiously scanning everything in the dormitory. The dormitory was simple. Against the wall was a large wooden bed, covered with Yao Lijuan's bedding. Next to it was a student desk with some daily necessities, a washbasin stand, and a chair next to the side door. After scanning the room for a while, Qu Haishan sat down on the wooden chair, his eyes greedily fixed on Yao Lijuan. At that moment, Yao Lijuan, dressed in a dress, looked like a beautiful fairy, making him even more distracted.

To distance herself from him, Yao Lijuan sat down on her wooden bed. She looked at him with suspicion and asked, "Village Chief Qu, what's the matter?"

Because of Qu Haishan's persistent pursuit, Yao Lijuan always addressed him as "Village Chief Qu" very seriously.

Qu Haishan, however, stared at her intently, his eyes gleaming. Instead of getting to the point, he asked, "Lijuan, is this a new dress you bought?"

Qu Haishan's sudden change in address made Yao Lijuan even more uncomfortable. She disliked his somewhat intimate way of addressing her, but to ease her tension, she still tried to strike up a conversation, saying, "Yes, I went to town today. My uncle bought it for me!"

Qu Haishan's gaze swept over her even more intently, first at her full breasts accentuated by the belt, then at the two sections of white legs peeking out from under her skirt. Qu Haishan's Adam's apple bobbed as he said, "Lijuan, this dress is practically designed for you! You'd look absolutely stunning in it, like a goddess!"

"This dress has nothing to do with beauty; it has revolutionary connotations. Almost every woman wears it. Don't exaggerate like that, okay?"

Yao Lijuan felt uncomfortable with his compliments, whether genuine or not. She felt his gaze practically pierced through her dress. Qu Haishan chuckled, "But that's how I see it. You look different from everyone else. You're my goddess, so beautiful it could melt anyone's heart!"

Although most girls like to hear compliments on their beauty, hearing them from Qu Haishan made Yao Lijuan feel uneasy, even a little panicked. She quickly changed the subject, asking, "Village Chief Qu, didn't you have something to say? Then hurry up and say it! I'm going to sleep soon!"

Yao Lijuan's mention of going to sleep soon seemed to further stimulate a nerve in Qu Haishan. He shifted his gaze to the bed behind Yao Lijuan, looking at the already made-up bedding, and his restless thoughts intensified. He chuckled and said, "Going to sleep so early? Can you even sleep?"

"I went to town today, and I'm very tired from cycling. Of course I want to go to sleep early!"

Yao Lijuan just wanted him to leave.

Qu Haishan stared at the bed for a while, then shifted his gaze to Yao Lijuan's radiant face, and said, "Aren't you afraid to sleep alone in this room tonight?"

"Afraid of what? What's so scary?"

Yao Lijuan was genuinely getting impatient.

Qu Haishan, with a mysterious air, said, "You don't know, do you? This place used to be a messy graveyard. Later, they developed it into a school, and some people say it's haunted!"

"I'm not afraid of ghosts at all, because there aren't any! You, as a village cadre, are promoting feudal superstition?"

Yao Lijuan knew he was deliberately trying to scare her.

Qu Haishan smiled awkwardly, "That's not what I said, it's what the old man on duty at the school used to say. He said there were often scary noises at night. But why would I believe in ghosts? Even if there were noises, it's people making them. Maybe bad people come to the school at night!"

Qu Haishan started scaring her again in another way.

"Village Chief Qu, you came to see me so late at night just to talk about this, didn't you? Didn't you say Bei'an asked you to deliver a message to me? What's it about?"

Yao Lijuan deliberately used the intimate term "Bei'an" to indicate her special relationship with Yang Bei'an.

Sure enough, Qu Haishan's jealousy flared up again, his eyes darkening. He said, "Then I won't beat around the bush. I did confront Yang Beian today!"

"Confront him? Confront what?"

Yao Lijuan immediately sensed something was wrong and couldn't help but ask.

"Hehe, of course, it's all for you! I confronted Yang Beian, telling him I'd do anything to win you over, and I advised him to back off!"

Qu Haishan was now speaking bluntly, revealing his shameless nature.

Yao Lijuan cursed his shamelessness inwardly, but she was still a little flustered. She asked, "What did he say?" "

Yang Beian said it's your freedom to marry whomever you want, whoever wins over is yours. So tonight I'm here to get your statement, and also to propose to you again!"

Qu Haishan said, his eyes fixed even more intently on her face.

Yao Lijuan smiled disdainfully and said, "Village Chief Qu, I've expressed my meaning more than once before, don't you understand? Then let me tell you again solemnly; it's impossible for us, I've decided to marry Yang Beian!"

Qu Haishan seemed to have been prepared for this, and didn't react much, only saying with a gloomy face, "You and he are not suitable, only we are suitable!"

"Whether it's suitable or not, I know myself, it's not for others to decide! If you came here for this, I've already made it clear to you, you should leave, I'm going to sleep!"

Qu Haishan's eye muscles twitched violently, his eyes suddenly turning sinister and fierce as he greedily stared at her, saying, "Yao Lijuan, I like you, to the point where there's no turning back. I'm a stubborn person, what I want, I will have!"

Yao Lijuan trembled, her voice trembling as she said, "You...you won't steal me, will you? I'm not some kind of object you're talking about, something you can just get!"

Qu Haishan grinned menacingly, "You're right, I'm going to steal what I love. If I make you my woman tonight, then you're mine!"

Yao Lijuan was terrified, her eyes wide with fear, and cried out, "What do you want to do? Get out of here!"

"Hehe, I'll leave, but only after you become my woman!"

Qu Haishan said, suddenly getting up and walking towards her step by step

. Chapter 66: The Violent Female Teacher

Yao Lijuan truly sensed the approaching danger. She had just gotten up from the edge of the bed when she was pounced on. "Help!"

But before Yao Lijuan could even shout, Qu Haishan's large hand covered her mouth. At the same time, he pushed her down onto the wooden bed. Before she could react, the beast-like Qu Haishan reached into her dress, ripped off her panties, and stuffed the torn strips into her mouth.

Qu Haishan controlled and squeezed her body, his lewd gaze sweeping over her sexy body. Her long, white legs trembled slightly with fear, revealing an alluring sheen in the dim light of the room. Her slender, white hands struggled to resist the devil's hands reaching for her body, her short, black hair swaying from side to side with her struggles, her beautiful eyes filled with confusion and fear. Yao Lijuan struggled desperately, but Qu Haishan was very strong. He held her tightly and pressed her down. His wicked hand reached for Yao Lijuan's full and high breasts, while at the same time he pulled off the tattered underwear stuffed in her mouth and threw it on the ground. His mouth, which smelled of alcohol, was then aimed at Yao Lijuan's lips and kissed her.

Yao Lijuan desperately tried to dodge, attempting to escape the sinful kiss, but how could she resist a demon consumed by desire? Qu Haishan finally succeeded, forcefully kissing Yao Lijuan.

But Yao Lijuan clenched her teeth, refusing to let Qu Haishan's tongue penetrate even a little. Seeing this, Qu Haishan released his grip on her full breasts, pinched Yao Lijuan's cute nose, and less than a minute later, breathless, Yao Lijuan finally opened her mouth. Qu Haishan released his grip, and his tongue immediately entwined with Yao Lijuan's fragrant tongue, swirling around it.

Qu Haishan reveled in the pleasure of kissing Yao Lijuan, a pleasure he had longed for. Yao Lijuan's futile attempts to escape and struggle only fueled his interest. His hands were not idle either; he parted Yao Lijuan's blocking hands and unbuttoned her dress one button at a time. Yao Lijuan's mind was now blank; she despairingly thought she was finished. Qu Haishan grinned menacingly, his hands yanking at her sides, slowly pulling her uniform shirt off.

"No—you can't—ah—no—"

Yao Lijuan desperately tried to stop the shirt from slipping off her body. She knew that the less clothing she wore, the less time she had left. He then reached into her white undershirt, wantonly caressing Yao Lijuan's smooth skin. Yao Lijuan instinctively twisted her body, trying to escape his clutches.

Looking at the beautiful woman's face, filled with fear and disgust, Qu Haishan grinned cruelly, tearing the white undershirt open with a sudden burst of strength. Yao Lijuan's fair skin and two snow-white breasts were revealed to the wolf's eyes.

"What are you doing—ah—help—ah—"

Yao Lijuan screamed desperately. She tried to push away Qu Haishan's hands, which were already brutally grabbing and squeezing her breasts, but to no avail.

And what was even more terrifying was yet to come: Qu Haishan's hands left her chest and began untying the straps of her dress. Her legs kicked at the devil who was bending down to untie her skirt, but Qu Haishan didn't slow his assault. He still untied her skirt and pulled Yao Lijuan's uniform skirt off her body.

"Ah—no—"

Yao Lijuan's scream immediately rang out, because her underwear had been torn off earlier, and now her private parts were completely exposed to Qu Haishan: a tempting black bush was faintly visible, partially concealing Yao Lijuan's mysterious sacred place that made his blood boil. The beauty's abdomen was flat and soft, and Qu Haishan drooled. At this moment, his crotch was already standing tall, as if he was about to ejaculate. He nimbly grabbed Yao Lijuan's two smooth and white legs, and lowered his head to kiss her private parts.

Just then, in her despair, Yao Lijuan seemed to find her best chance to escape. Taking advantage of Qu Haishan's greedy kisses on her genitals while he was pressed between her legs, she pulled her legs back, gathered her strength, and kicked him hard in the face.

The force of her despair sent Qu Haishan sprawling to the ground, face up. Yao Lijuan quickly got up, darted to the door like an arrow, unlatched it, and escaped.

The next day, Yao Lijuan went to the town, but instead of reporting the rape to the police, she reported Qu Haishan's insults to her superiors. The town leaders took it seriously and investigated. However, due to the protection of village head Liu Kui, and the lack of evidence of rape, Qu Haishan only received administrative punishment, being demoted from deputy village head to militia company commander, and was ordered to apologize to Yao Lijuan.

Although Yao Lijuan miraculously escaped the wolf's clutches and preserved her virginity, the humiliation and terrifying danger were still etched into her memory, sending chills down her spine every time she recalled it. Especially when she saw Qu Haishan, her body and mind would tremble involuntarily.

And seventeen years later, it seemed that terrible mockery had reappeared: in the empty classroom, only the two of them were there; Qu Haishan was still staring at her with that same greedy gaze, still praising her beauty. Yao Lijuan instinctively took a step back, looking at Qu Haishan, who was sitting on a stool smoking, with panicked eyes, and said, "What do you want from me? Just say it quickly."

Qu Haishan took a drag of his cigarette, exhaled sharply, and said, "Look how scared you are! Do you think I'd eat you? Heh! I want to investigate something with you."

"What is it?"

Yao Lijuan looked at him warily.

"Regarding the case of Liu Kui, someone reported to the town that Liu Kui was wronged back then, and the town leaders ordered me to conduct a reinvestigation and determine the nature of the case," Qu Haishan said slowly, his eyes still fixed on her.

Yao Lijuan became even more alarmed and said, "How was Liu Kui wronged? There was evidence at the time, but he was a bit too radical in his methods of struggle and made some mistakes. Because of this, Yang Beian has already been punished and demoted from his position as town leader to become the village party secretary. What else is wrong?"

Qu Haishan smiled coldly and said, "Yes, the punishment for Yang Beian was only for his mistakes in his working methods. But now we need to correct the nature of the case. Someone reported that the criticism and struggle against Liu Kui was a fabricated case, pointing the finger at the work group at the time. Therefore, we need to reinvestigate and collect evidence!"

"A wrongful conviction? When Yang Beian brought the Four Cleanups work team to Jiapigou, you were the first to expose your uncle Liu Kui. Your selflessness and willingness to turn down a family member were praised by your superiors. Now you're saying it's a wrongful conviction? You don't mean you wronged your uncle Liu Kui, do you?"

Qu Haishan shifted in his seat, sat up straight, his eyes slightly flustered, took another drag of his cigarette, and exhaled, saying, "That's not the point. I only reported him for embezzling and misappropriating collective funds, which he admitted to and was willing to return. The Four Cleanups..." "Well, that's what they're cleaning up. Which cadre doesn't have some economic problems? The higher-ups aren't going to kill them all, but rather make them correct their mistakes. Didn't I also reflect on some of my embezzlement back then? As long as I return the money and don't do it again, it's not a class line issue. Zhong Kui's death has nothing to do with this, but with that charge of accusing him of raping the mother and daughter. If the mother hadn't come forward and said that, would the masses have been so outraged? Would he have suffered such inhumane torture? In the end, it was that charge that dealt him a fatal blow, and he couldn't think straight and committed suicide!"

"Liu Kui did such a beastly thing, is he still innocent? The masses are so angry with him, shouldn't they beat him and struggle against him?"

Yao Lijuan retorted.

“The problem is, someone is now reporting that the charge of Liu Kui abusing his position to rape Xiaobaixie and her daughter is fabricated and baseless. Why didn’t Xiaobaixie report it at the beginning of the movement, but suddenly did later? This is very strange! Some people say that Xiaobaixie was instructed by someone to frame Liu Kui!”

Yao Lijuan was a little confused by his words and said, “If you say it’s a frame-up, then you should go to Xiaobaixie. She reported it herself. What does this have to do with my Yang Beian? Why are you coming to me today ?” "Why?"

Qu Haishan's eyes flashed with a sinister light as he whispered, "It's said that the night before 'Little White Shoes' went on stage to expose Liu Kui's alleged rape, you and Secretary Yang went to 'Little White Shoes' house! Is that true?"

Yao Lijuan shuddered. She seemed to understand the implication of Qu Haishan's words, and she immediately sensed an invisible hand reaching out to her. "What do you mean? You're not saying that Yang Beian and I instructed 'Little White Shoes' to say that, are you?" Qu Haishan

smiled strangely and said, "I won't draw any conclusions before finding evidence. But since there are doubts, I need to investigate and gather evidence. I've called you here today to investigate this matter, and I hope you can answer truthfully!"

Yao Lijuan felt a chill run down her spine from his words and became somewhat anxious, saying, "What can I answer? What does that matter have to do with us? As for whether Liu Kui raped Xiaobaixie and her daughter, only she knows. She was the one who exposed and reported those things. Don't drag others into this for no reason!"

Qu Haishan appeared very calm, smoking a cigarette, and said, "That night, you and Secretary Yang went to Xiaobaixie's house. That must have happened, right?"

"Even if we went to her house that night, what does that prove? Does it mean we instructed her to say that? At that time, Yang Beian was the leader of the work team. All the members of the work team visited the masses every day. This was the essence of the movement—mobilizing the masses!"

"But what's strange is that you went with him!"

Qu Haishan interrogated her like an interrogator.

“Is it strange that I went to Xiaobaixie’s house? We’re relatives, she’s from my hometown. Xiaobaixie came to Jiapigou seeking refuge with me, and I was the one who introduced her to Erdoubao as his wife. Our two families have always kept in touch. What’s so surprising about me going to her house?”

“Don’t be nervous. I know this has nothing to do with you, but that doesn’t mean it has nothing to do with Secretary Yang. I just want to know, what did Secretary Yang say to Xiaobaixie that night?”

Qu Haishan coaxed.

“I can’t remember what he said, but it was nothing more than using his position as a work team to mobilize the masses to expose and report the cadres’ indecent behavior. Is that wrong?”

“That’s right. That means this claim isn’t unfounded; it does have some basis!”

Qu Haishan said mysteriously.

“What do you mean, ‘that’s right’? What basis? Explain yourself!”

Yao Lijuan was getting impatient.

Qu Haishan chuckled, stood up from his stool, walked around the podium, and came to Yao Lijuan. He said mysteriously, "Lijuan, I've always had you in my heart all these years, so I wanted to talk to you privately first, to avoid your work and future being affected by Yang Beian's mistake. You're a very promising teacher. Tell me how Yang Beian instructed Xiaobaixie to frame Liu Kui that night. As long as you tell me, it won't be a problem for you!"

"You...you're the one framing him! He didn't instruct Xiaobaixie to say or do anything at all! You're making this up!"

Yao Lijuan was so nervous she could barely speak coherently.

Qu Haishan thought for a moment with a cold look in his eyes, then said, "Alright, I know you won't tell me the truth, which is understandable, since Yang Beian is your husband. However, I must remind you: for your own future, you must firmly uphold your class stance!"

Although a deep shadow had already fallen over Yao Lijuan's heart, she still said decisively, "I don't need your help. I have nothing to hide, so I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking at my door in the middle of the night!"

Qu Haishan's eyes kept glancing at her body, and he couldn't help but put his hand on her shoulder, saying, "Actually, I never intended to find evidence of this matter here. I will have other ways to verify it. I'm talking to you today out of concern for you, afraid that you might be implicated because of Yang Beian. Now..." "Get up! We're the closest people!"

Yao Lijuan finally lost her temper, pushing away the hand on her shoulder and saying with disgust, "Show some respect! Who's the closest person to you? You need to be mindful of your position as the brigade leader!"

Qu Haishan seemed to have his latent wildness reignited, a lewd glint in his eyes, as he said, "Am I wrong? Although we were just a little short of reaching that level, we did have physical intimacy, and before Yang Beian. So, I was the first man to see all your private parts. Isn't that fate?"

Thinking of the humiliating nightmare seventeen years ago, Yao Lijuan couldn't bear it any longer. She cried out, "You're shameless! You're despicable! How dare you say such a thing!"

"Hehe, call it shameless, call it despicable, but it's the biggest regret and the deepest pain of my life. In this half of my life, I've gotten almost everything I wanted, except for you. You're the one thing I wanted most, but I haven't gotten. I wonder when you'll be able to make up for this regret?"

He said, placing his hand on her shoulder again.

Yao Lijuan was terrified, fearing the nightmare of seventeen years ago would repeat itself. She hurriedly pushed his hand away, saying, "If you don't have anything else, I'm leaving!"

and rushed out the door in a panic.

Qu Haishan watched her graceful retreating figure, his eyes sinister, thinking viciously, "What I want, I must get. Just you wait! "

Yao Lijuan returned home, her face still pale, her heart pounding, her eyes gloomy. Yang Beian hurriedly asked her what was wrong, why she was home so late. She only said she had been studying documents. Because Cui Huahua had already brought the food, Yao Lijuan didn't want to talk about this upsetting matter in front of her family.

After dinner, Cui Huahua cleared the dishes and went to the east room, and the three children went into the inner room as well. Yao Lijuan then told Yang Beian about Qu Haishan's visit to her earlier that day.

Upon hearing this, Yang Beian's face darkened, his gaze fixed intently. After thinking for a long time, he said, "It seems he really intends to manipulate this matter!"

“Does he think he can just do whatever he wants? The facts are right there. Liu Kui used his power to rape Xiaobaixie and her daughter. That’s a fact. Does Xiaobaixie think she can just use their innocence as a joke? Since that’s a fact, you haven’t done anything wrong. Just focusing on the incident of you fighting Liu Kui’s corpse won’t do you any good. You’ve already been punished!”

Yang Beian said solemnly, “When things are turbulent, anything is unpredictable. It’s easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. I have a feeling that Qu Haishan will target me this time!”

Yao Lijuan was also worried, but she comforted him, “Don’t think too much. If you’re upright, you have nothing to fear. How can he investigate this? What tricks can he pull?”

Yang Beian paced on the floor for a while and said to Yao Lijuan, “Go to Xiaobaixie’s house tonight and find out what’s going on. Is there anything unusual about her?”

The Yang family’s house was across the street from Xiaobaixie’s house, and Yao Lijuan arrived in ten minutes. The White Shoes family lived in three thatched houses surrounded by a wooden fence. The fence gate was usually left unlocked at night, so she went straight in.

The doors to the White Shoes' house were also unsecured; Yao Lijuan simply pulled the door open and went in. The outer room had a stove and was pitch black. She cautiously made her way towards the inner room. She knew that the White Shoes' daughter, Qingcao, lived in the west room, and the White Shoes and her husband lived in the east room. She went directly to the east room door.

The door wasn't fully closed, and a ray of light shone through the crack. Just as Yao Lijuan approached the door to the inner room, a woman's anxious voice suddenly rang out: "You good-for-nothing, I don't need you anymore, I'll do it myself!"

Chapter 68: Using Cucumbers

Yao Lijuan and Xiaobaixie were from the same hometown in Guannei. At that time, Xiaobaixie was a young woman in her early twenties. Through Yao Lijuan's introduction, Xiaobaixie married Erdoubaozi, a poor peasant from the same village who was honest and simple. This was mainly planned by Yang Beian, because Erdoubaozi's family was somewhat related to the Yang family.

Although Xiaobaixie was a little unwilling at the time, considering that her parents were willing, and that Yang Beian and his wife were influential people acting as matchmakers, and that her family had come to rely on them, she finally agreed to the marriage.

Erdoubaozi was an overly honest, almost cowardly man. Although he was dutiful and stable, he was indecisive and always did things his own way. Xiaobaixie took care of everything at home, while Erdoubaozi only did the work. To be honest, given Xiaobaixie's looks and cleverness, marrying Erdoubao really feels like a beautiful flower stuck in cow dung. It's no surprise that Xiaobaixie constantly calls Erdoubao a "good-for-nothing."

Standing outside the door, Yao Lijuan heard Xiaobaixie scolding Erdoubao for being a good-for-nothing. She didn't think much of it, assuming Erdoubao had once again done something against Xiaobaixie's wishes. But Yao Lijuan was still curious about what it was about. Luckily, the door wasn't completely closed, leaving a crack through which she could peek inside.

What she saw immediately surprised and made her blush.

Erdoubao, Xiaobaixie's husband, was sitting on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), wearing only a pair of shorts, slumped over, sighing dejectedly, looking utterly pathetic, as if he had done something wrong. He didn't even dare to look Xiaobaixie in the eye.

Little White Shoes was sitting on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), wearing large floral shorts that had been pulled down to her knees, her white legs spread wide on the ground. One of her hands was rhythmically moving between her legs, and upon closer inspection, it became clear that she was holding a cucumber, half of which was inserted into her vagina. The cucumber moved in and out with her hand, and she was making moaning sounds, a mixture of pleasure and pain.

Yao Lijuan blushed and her heart pounded. She was an experienced woman and knew what Little White Shoes was doing, but she had never witnessed such a shameful scene before. Although she had heard of women in the village suffering from a strange itching disease who often used cucumbers to relieve the unbearable itching, this was the first time she had seen it with her own eyes.

Yao Lijuan was caught in a dilemma; going in would be embarrassing, but leaving meant she hadn't accomplished her important task. After thinking for a while, she decided to go in. To avoid embarrassment, Yao Lijuan coughed loudly and called out, "Sister Bai, are you home? It's me, Yao Lijuan!"

Little White Shoes' original name was Bai Cailian. Because her surname was Bai and she liked to wear white shoes, she was given the nickname Little White Shoes. The nickname didn't originally have any evil connotations, but later, due to her infidelity and affairs with many men, the nickname evolved into a term associated with "broken shoes." "Broken shoes" refers to a woman who engages in promiscuous relationships; literally, it means worn-out shoes. Little White Shoes was a year older than Yao Lijuan, so she called her Sister Bai.

The moans from inside Little White Shoes immediately stopped, replaced by a flustered rustling sound. Little White Shoes said in a trembling voice, "I'm home, come in!"

Yao Lijuan hesitated for a moment before pushing open the door.

A kerosene lamp hung from the base of a pillar, its dim light emitting black smoke. Erdoubao was already standing on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), looking extremely embarrassed. Xiaobaixie, though also blushing, had her shorts pulled up and was also standing on the edge of the kang, ready to greet Yao Lijuan. But the cucumber was still in Xiaobaixie's hand.

Yao Lijuan was asked to sit on the edge of the kang, but she couldn't help but look at the cucumber in Xiaobaixie's hand. To pretend she hadn't seen anything, she could only ask curiously, "Sister Bai, are you eating cucumber so late at night?"

Xiaobaixie was flustered and embarrassed for a moment, then stammered, "Oh, yes, I ate something too salty tonight, and I'm a little thirsty. I wanted to eat a cucumber."

She then brought the cucumber to her mouth and took a bite. Yao Lijuan clearly saw that the half-cucumber was still covered in a sticky, wet liquid, which Xiaobaixie swallowed whole, chewing and swallowing again. Yao Lijuan immediately felt her stomach churning and almost vomited.

Yao Lijun pretended not to know anything about it, and Xiaobaixie tried his best to cover it up, preferring to swallow the filthy cucumber. But Erdoubaozi, for some unknown reason, suddenly said, "Your sister isn't eating cucumbers, she's swallowing them! She's not thirsty up there, she's thirsty down there!"

Xiaobaixie blushed and angrily retorted, "Get out of here! Can't you shut up? You're useless, yet you have the nerve to talk! What else can I eat if not cucumbers?"

Then he said to Yao Lijuan, "He drank two ounces of urine-tainted liquor and got drunk!"

Erdoubaozi didn't dare to say anything more. He really didn't have the confidence to talk about it. He felt like a useless man. Not to mention that Xiaobaixie had this disease and was itchy like a wolf every day, even in the years before she got sick, he had never truly satisfied Xiaobaixie. Every time after a watery, painless encounter, seeing Xiaobaixie scratching his thigh in discomfort, he regretted not being a man. But sometimes he felt wronged, as if this lack of ability wasn't entirely his fault, but rather the fault of his parents for creating such a small thing. Er Doubao's manhood was truly pathetic; compared to other men's large members, it was even shorter than a normal size. Even if he wasn't lacking in strength, he couldn't reach the depths a woman so desperately desired, only managing a shallow taste. Fortunately, he could still manage to ejaculate somewhere, at least producing a daughter, which was some consolation.

Er Doubao sat back down on the edge of the kang, looking dejected, and started smoking a pipe with a piece of yellow paper, avoiding eye contact with Xiao Baixie.

Yao Lijuan pretended not to understand what they were saying, forcing a smile and saying, "Eating cucumbers is good; cucumbers are full of vitamins, which are good for women's health!"

"Go ahead, I love cucumbers!"

Xiao Baixie tried her best to hide her embarrassment, taking another bite.

Yao Lijuan, her bottom resting on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed), looked at Xiaobaixie and said, "Sister Bai, I've come today because I need to ask you something!"

Xiaobaixie knew, of course, that she had something to say. Although the two families often visited each other, Yao Lijuan always had a reason for coming, whether it was big or small; she wouldn't just drop by for no reason.

"Sister Bai, has Qu Haishan mentioned to you recently the incident where Liu Kui insulted you and Qingcao?"

Yao Lijuan asked, carefully choosing her words, unsure how to begin.

Xiaobaixie blushed slightly. Firstly, mentioning that beast Liu Kui embarrassed her; secondly, Yao Lijuan's tone implied that her relationship with Qu Haishan was unusual, suggesting frequent contact. But she knew it was useless to hide it; everyone in Jiapigou Village knew that Qu Haishan was involved not only with her but also with her daughter, Qingcao. The girl in white shoes hesitated for a moment, then said, "He hasn't mentioned that matter recently. It's all in the past, why bring it up again?"

But whenever Liu Kui was mentioned, the girl in white shoes couldn't help but recall the humiliating situation from that year.

(Chapter 69: Stealing Steamed Buns)

This matter goes back to the terrible years of famine and natural disasters six or seven years ago. Those were three terrible years intertwined with natural disasters, foreign debt, and man-made calamities.

Natural Disasters: Since the beginning of written records, China has experienced alternating periods of plenty and scarcity; never before had there been three consecutive years of natural disasters spreading from south to north and from east to west across the entire country. Records show that in this county alone, 639 villages were completely wiped out, and more than 400 villages were uninhabited, with 5,647 households dying out. Nationwide, the majority of the 20 million people died between November 1959 and the few months before the summer harvest in 1960, a period of food scarcity.

Foreign Debt: In July 1960, the Soviet Union suddenly broke the contract and withdrew its experts, a clear act of betrayal that exacerbated China's already dire economic straits and prolonged the suffering of the Chinese people.

Man-made Disaster: During the Great Leap Forward in 1958, the entire nation was engaged in steelmaking and large-scale water conservancy projects. Farmers were forced to abandon their farm work to "prospect for minerals," "make steel," and "build reservoirs." Large quantities of ripe crops rotted in the fields without being stored, or were carelessly harvested and scattered. In this region alone, 50% of the autumn grain was destroyed in the fields and not stored. Moreover, due to widespread falsification of yields in various regions, the state's grain procurement quota increased exponentially, while the actual yield was almost equal to the procurement quota. Very little food was left for the farmers. At this critical juncture, the People's Communes, responding to the Party's call, established public canteens, wasting food in a way never before seen by the people in thousands of years, depleting the already insufficient rations in just three or four months. By the spring of 1959, starvation had occurred in many places.

An elderly woman from a neighboring village recounted a tragic story: "In 1960, there was a 'dead man's pond' near our village, where many people who had starved to death were floating in the water. Why were they floating in the water? Because they were too weak from hunger, so they just threw a few shovelfuls of dirt over them. It was a disservice to our ancestors and to the wronged spirits. When people are starving, they'll do anything. One of my relatives saw people cutting off the legs of the dead to eat at the dead man's pond, so she went too. At first, she was a little scared, but later she got used to it, going and returning in the dark.

She was starving." She also had a relative from out of town whom she dared not give food to her five-year-old child, fearing he would tell. If he did, the surviving villagers would rush in and fight her, even beat her to death, demanding she hand over the pork. She watched helplessly as her son cried out, "Hungry! Mom! Hungry! Mom!"

until his death… People become so cruel, but what could she do? She could only do this.

The humiliating incident involving the little girl in white shoes occurred against this backdrop; despite having no food to eat, they were forced to eat at the brigade's canteen.

In February 1960, three members of Xiaobaixie's family of six starved to death: her parents-in-law and her brother-in-law. Her brother-in-law died of starvation at a water conservancy construction site; his body was never recovered. Her parents-in-law suffered from edema and were bedridden, unable to work. Xiaobaixie went to the brigade secretary, Liu Kui, begging him to give her parents-in-law even a little food.

Secretary Liu said that if they didn't work, they wouldn't get any food. Xiaobaixie had no choice but to return home, and her parents-in-law starved to death three days later.

At that time, only... The three of them were alive, but her husband, Erdoubao, had been transferred by the production brigade to work on a water conservancy construction site, and wouldn't come home for ten days or half a month at a time. At that time, Xiaobaixie's daughter, Qingcao, was only sixteen years old, and of course, she had to participate in labor.

Xiaobaixie and her daughter dragged their swollen legs to work desperately, receiving only two bran buns and a bowl of watery soup a day. Forget about being full; it was like those bran buns had been thrown into a bottomless pit—they were so hungry they could barely stand.

She remembered one winter evening when Xiaobaixie was truly starving... Desperate, she decided to steal some steamed buns from the brigade's canteen. Her heart pounding, she stumbled into the brigade headquarters, slipped into the canteen, and saw Secretary Liu and several cadres eating steamed buns and scrambled eggs through the window.

What would a starving person's reaction be to such a delicious aroma? Everyone knows. The girl in white shoes couldn't resist the smell; she thought, "I have to steal a steamed bun for my daughter to try." Her daughter, Qingcao, was already 16 years old, hadn't menstruated for over a year, and her breasts were shriveled, like a boy's. "It doesn't matter if I die, I have to let her live. Otherwise, who will clean our graves in the future?" The girl

in white shoes saw the cooks serving food to the brigade cadres and leaving the kitchen, so she quickly slipped in. She saw several large steamed buns in the pot, each weighing about half a pound. She picked one up, took a big bite, and fled the kitchen. Just as she reached the door, she saw Brigade Secretary Liu Kui coming out to urinate. Startled, the girl in white shoes tripped and fell to the ground.

Liu Kui was immediately startled and turned around, asking, "Who's there?" "

At that time, he was still holding that thing in both hands, urinating. "

Little White Shoes hurriedly got up, her voice trembling, and said, "It's me, Little White Shoes!"

She quickly stuffed the steamed bun into her tattered cotton-padded coat.

Secretary Liu, while fastening his belt, walked up to Little White Shoes, staring at her and asking, "What are you doing here?"

Little White Shoes hurriedly smiled obsequiously and said, "Secretary Zhong, I'm hungry, I want to beg for something to eat. Please, please give me something to eat!"

Just then, the cook shouted from the kitchen, "Who stole a big steamed bun?"

Secretary Liu immediately became alert, scrutinizing her, and asked, "You stole it, didn't you? I can tell you're not here for good." Little White Shoes panicked, saying, "Secretary Liu, I didn't steal the steamed bun, I just arrived and ran into you!"

Liu Kui stared at her strangely for several seconds, saying, "I'll know whether you stole it or not, come with me!" "

Little White Shoes hesitated for a moment, then followed him nervously. Liu Kui led Little White Shoes into an empty house at the east end of the brigade. After entering, Secretary Liu hurriedly closed the door, staring at her with a threatening look, and said, 'The big steamed bun is hidden in your cotton-padded coat. Take it off!'

Liu Kui's eyes, however, were fixed on the two pouches on her chest, as if those were the steamed buns.

Little White Shoes' face turned pale, and she immediately knelt down, kowtowing and begging for mercy, saying, 'Secretary Liu, please let me go. My daughter and I haven't eaten a big steamed bun for over a year. You don't care about this one bun, just save my daughter!'

Liu Kui immediately pictured a thin, big-eyed girl and asked, 'Is your daughter named Qingcao?'

Little White Shoes hurriedly replied, 'Yes, my daughter's name is Qingcao. She's starving. Please, let me take the bun back!'"

A lewd glint flashed in Secretary Liu's eyes as he said, "If you want a big steamed bun, you can have one, but call your girl over to sleep with me for the night, and she'll bring you an even bigger one tomorrow morning." Little

White Shoes trembled involuntarily and hurriedly said, "My girl's legs are swollen, she's so thin she's just skin and bones, please spare her. If you want, I'm willing to sleep with you."

Liu Kui's lustful eyes swept over her body for a moment, then he said, "Take off your clothes and let me see!"

Little White Shoes's heart trembled, but thinking of her starving daughter at home, she gritted her teeth, stood up, took out the big steamed bun, unbuttoned her tattered cotton-padded jacket and the tattered undershirt, and exposed her chest for him to see. Secretary Liu's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Since you're so hungry, why are your breasts still so big? How big could they be if you weren't hungry?"

Little White Shoes's breasts were naturally large, among the best in the village.

Her face flushed, she replied, "It used to be even bigger." Secretary Liu stared greedily for a while, his breathing becoming rapid, and said, "Take your pants off again, let me see!"

Chapter 70: Secretary Liu's Face

This was the first time Xiaobaixie had taken off her pants in front of a man who wasn't her man. Her weak face flushed, a flush that restored her womanly charm. Liu Kui's heart raced even more. Seeing her still dawdling, he grew impatient and urged, "What are you dawdling for? Hurry up and take them off, let me see!"

Xiaobaixie, thinking that the steamed bun could save her daughter, steeled herself and began to undo the belt on her cotton pants. She pulled the cotton pants down to below her knees, leaving only a worn-out blue underpants underneath. She then lowered her head and pulled the underpants down to below her knees as well.

Liu Kui's eyes immediately lit up as he stared intently at her crotch. Although hunger had dulled the woman's skin, her private parts were still alluring—dark pubic hair, a dark purple cleavage. It seemed this woman hadn't been with a man much. Liu Kui appeared to be a man very familiar with a woman's genitals. His lower body reacted strongly, his eyes greedily fixed on her beautiful area. He commanded, "Take your pants off and throw them aside. It's not as satisfying as this!"

The woman in white shoes trembled. It seemed he really was going to have sex with her. Although she had mentally prepared herself, the thought of being with a stranger filled her with immense panic and shame. But she gritted her teeth and pulled down her cotton pants and underwear, placing them aside. The empty room was cold, and she was now completely naked from the waist down, shivering slightly.

Liu Kui pounced on her like a hungry tiger, grabbing her breasts with both hands and lewdly saying, "Don't you have two steamed buns of your own? Why are you stealing steamed buns from the cafeteria?"

He then began to knead and pinch them wantonly.

The girl in white shoes timidly replied, "My own are inedible, they don't work." "Then you eat my steamed buns, and I'll eat yours!"

He lowered his head and fiercely bit one of her breasts, sucking greedily as if trying to draw out milk, while his other hand kneaded her other breast. For several minutes, Liu Kui sucked and touched, stimulating his erection to the point that he couldn't wait any longer. He quickly released her breast, released the other breast, took a step back, and began to unbuckle his belt. He hastily pulled his cotton pants and underwear down to below his knees, and his hard member sprang out.

Xiao Baixie glanced at it and trembled in fright. Since becoming a woman, this was the first time she had seen another man's member. Good heavens, such a big thing? Compared to this, her husband's penis was nothing, not even a grandson's. She was genuinely terrified. Her body was tormented by hunger; she was barely clinging to life, let alone having any physical reaction. She feared that the large thing would pierce her to death, and her legs trembled even more.

Seeing Liu Kui approaching her with that enormous thing in his hand, she instinctively cried out, "I quit!"

and ran towards the door. But before she could even open it, Liu Kui grabbed her from behind, yelling, "You want to quit? Too late, you've got my cravings all hooked!"

Liu Kui was a burly, strong man. He grabbed her as if she were a cackling a bag and threw her onto a straw mat in the empty room. Her

white shoes fell onto the mat. Liu Kui immediately turned her around, pinned her down, spread her legs, grabbed her hands, and began to assault her. But her frantic struggles prevented him from succeeding. So he released her hands, held her tightly, and aimed at her with that hard thing. She swayed left and right, flailing her arms against his back, but to no avail. Liu Kui took the opportunity to suckle one of her breasts. Because of her struggles, the two mounds rolled around in front of him, making it impossible for him to suckle. He bit down hard on the left breast, biting down on the nipple. She was in pain, and the more she struggled, the more it hurt, so she had to stay still for the time being.

Taking advantage of the situation, Liu Kui grabbed her right nipple with one hand, gently kneading it with his fingers, causing a tingling sensation, while her left breast ached. Her nipple hardened, and she went limp. He bit and sucked, making her body tremble. He grasped her breasts with both hands and tried to kiss her face. She dodged left and right, her breathing seemingly quickening. He was overjoyed and kissed her lips. However, he was immediately fooled; the little white shoe was only feigning a reaction. At that moment, she bit his lip hard, almost drawing blood!

Liu Kui yelled and angrily slapped her a dozen times. Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth and nose; she seemed to have fainted. He was startled and quickly checked her pulse with his fingers, finding she was still breathing. He pressed his palm against her left breast; her heart was still beating, and he was relieved.

Liu Kui, caught in a frenzy, could no longer wait. He forcefully parted her legs, aimed at her cleft, and inserted his hard member into her opening, thrusting forcefully until it was fully inside!

At the same time, he wildly kissed her face and mouth, his hands kneading her breasts. He thrust forcefully a dozen times, but because she had fainted and showed no reaction, his interest waned. So he lay on top of her, ceasing all movement, waiting for her to wake up.

About five minutes later, Little White Shoes woke up, immediately struggling weakly. He pressed her hands down on either side of her head, letting her struggle. She kicked wildly, but not only could she not hit him, she only intensified the friction between his hard member and her tender flesh. This made her breathing rapid and her heart pound. Liu Kui alternately suckled her breasts, making her whole body weak and limp. Her movements were still resisting, but her lower body was already wet.

A moment later, Liu Kui's mouth left her breasts, and he thrust into her with all his might, adding a rotational motion. She struggled frantically, shaking her hips, but unexpectedly, this only aided his thrusting.

Liu grew increasingly excited; he found playing with a slender woman indescribably wonderful, her insides tight, like rubber bands binding his hard member. He embraced her, rushing towards her wildly amidst her serpentine movements. At the same time, he ran his hands up and down her body. Little White Shoes pushed him away forcefully, but he only pushed his thick, hard member deeper and deeper into her body, thrusting with increasing vigor.

Little White Shoes finally stopped resisting; she softened her body, letting him do as he pleased, two streams of tears of grievance on her face. However, Liu Kui was now in the throes of passion, showing no mercy, and thrusting relentlessly.

Liu Kui leaned down and embraced her, pressing his chest against her soft breasts, while twisting his waist and hips, trying to thrust his thick, hard member deep into her.

After a while of this frenzied fucking, Little White Shoes finally climaxed. Her vagina overflowed with fluids, and she unconsciously clung tightly to him, her face showing a blissful expression. Little White Shoes was being raped against her will. Tears streamed down her face, but her vagina was overflowing with fluids; she was desperately resisting but had succumbed.

In his intense excitement, Liu Kui released his hot, thick semen inside her. Little White Shoes trembled, clinging tightly to him. Both of them, panting, dressed. While fastening his belt, Liu Kui glanced at the two mounds of flesh beneath her cotton-padded jacket and asked, "Are your daughter's breasts as big as yours?"

Little White Shoes shuddered and hurriedly replied, "She's so thin she has no breasts left, they're like a boy's!"

"Hehe, the thinner the better, I like it. Bring your daughter over tomorrow night to sleep with me!"

Liu Kui said, as if giving a command.

Chapter 71: Quickly Spread the Bedding

The girl in white shoes was so frightened she almost cried, saying, "Secretary Liu, why do you still want my daughter? Didn't you say I could take back the steamed bun if I let you have sex with her?"

Liu Kui stared at the large steamed bun on the ground and said, "This steamed bun is for you. I'll get two more for your daughter to take back later, so you won't lose out!"

The girl in

white shoes, while buttoning her cotton-padded coat, said, "I only need to take back this one steamed bun, I don't need the other two!" "Hehe, if you don't let your daughter have sex tomorrow night..." The girl in white shoes looked terrified and pleaded, "My daughter is almost starving to death, please have mercy on her, don't think about her anymore!"

"Give her two large steamed buns, she won't be hungry after eating them, she'll have strength, I won't play around for nothing!"

The girl in white shoes knelt down again with a thud and said, "Secretary Liu, my daughter is already skin and bones, she can't withstand your abuse, please let her go!" "What woman is afraid of being fucked?" " I like thin women. If they're not thin, I won't even bother with them!"

Liu Kui thought of the boundless pleasure he had just experienced while entering the slender cleavage of Xiaobaixie's daughter, and his lust for her thin daughter grew even stronger.

"She's only sixteen years old. If you ruin her, how will she ever find a husband? Have some mercy!"

Xiaobaixie started kowtowing to him again.

"Don't flatter me. If I give her food from time to time so she doesn't starve, that's already showing mercy. Think about it, if your daughter starves to death and is thrown into a mass grave, what good is she if she doesn't get ruined?"

Xiaobaixie stood up helplessly, her face bitter. "Even if I agree, my daughter might not be willing. She won't come. You'd better not try anything with her!"

Liu Kui put his hands behind his back, thought seriously for a while, and said, "It's okay if she doesn't come. I'll stay at your house tomorrow night. Just give me the room. Whether your daughter is willing or not is none of your business!" "

Little White Shoes knew it was useless to beg; this devil had clearly set his sights on her daughter. But after thinking it over, she figured it was better than starving to death. She'd better save her life first. She looked up at Liu Kui and asked, 'Are you really going to bring me two more steamed buns later?'

Liu Kui nodded and said, 'Of course! Not only these two today, but if I sleep with her, I'll give you more later. I can't let you two starve!'

Little White Shoes returned home with three steamed buns in her pocket. Her daughter, Qingcao, perked up at the sight of the white buns and asked, 'Mom, where did you get these?'"

Avoiding her daughter's questioning gaze, the girl in white shoes lied, saying, "Mom stole this from the brigade's canteen, you should eat!" She handed a large steamed bun to Qingcao. The girl in white shoes planned to tell her daughter after she ate it.

Qingcao was already starving, her eyes practically glowing blue. She didn't care where the bun came from; she wolfed it down. While eating, she looked at her mother and said, "Mom, you should eat too, aren't you hungry too?"

The girl in white shoes swallowed, picked up a bun, broke it in half, and put the other half down. She thought she couldn't eat it all at once; the remaining one and a half buns could last the two of them for a few days.

After eating a large steamed bun, Qingcao felt a little full. She looked at her mother and asked, "Mom, how could you steal a steamed bun from the brigade's canteen? Wasn't anyone watching?"

Xiaobaixie lowered her head, tears streaming down her face, and said, "How could I steal it? I traded my body for it!"

"Ah? You traded your body for it? How? With whom?"

Qingcao was already sixteen; of course, she understood what "trading your body for it" meant. Her face flushed, and her eyes were filled with panic.

Xiaobaixie then recounted how she had been violated by Secretary Liu in the brigade's empty house, then broke down in tears of shame.

Qingcao sat on the kang (heated brick bed), her gaze somewhat vacant, before she too began to cry. Little White Shoes wiped away her tears again and said, "This isn't the end of it! I only traded my body for one steamed bun, the other two were traded for yours!"

Green Grass seemed not to understand her words and asked in surprise, "Traded for my body? What do you mean? I'm perfectly fine, aren't I?"

Little White Shoes choked and said, "That beast said that if you sleep with him for one night, he'll give you two more steamed buns! He said he'll come to our house tomorrow night, I really had no choice!"

Green Grass's head buzzed, and she cried out, "What? You agreed to him? How could you do this? You'd rather not have those two steamed buns! If he ruins them, how am I supposed to live! Waaah!" "

He said that if I didn't agree, he'd give me even the one steamed bun, and he said he'd arrest me and treat me like a thief of collective property!"

Little White Shoes said, choking back tears.

"Then we'd rather not eat the steamed buns than be ruined like that by him!"

Green Grass cried.

Little White Shoes wiped away her tears, trying to persuade her daughter, saying, "Child, it doesn't matter if I starve to death, but you're only sixteen, still a flower in bloom. I can't just watch you starve! Think about it, even sleeping with him is better than starving. As long as you're alive, you can always find a way. Just say yes!"

Green Grass just kept crying, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

The next day, as soon as it got dark, the brigade secretary couldn't wait to come to Little White Shoes' house. Little White Shoes hurriedly hid in the east room.

When Green Grass saw that Secretary Liu had indeed come, she trembled with fear, shrinking to the foot of the kang (heated brick bed) to protect herself as she watched him. Liu Kui stood by the edge of the kang, his hands behind his back, leering at Green Grass.

Sixteen-year-old Green Grass, although thin and frail, and her chest not bulging under her floral cotton-padded jacket, still had the faint outline of a young girl's body, especially in her slender oval face, where her larger eyes still couldn't hide their bright and beautiful sparkle. Her terrified and shy expression only fueled Liu Kui's bestial desires. Liu Kui stared at her intently and asked, "Did you eat the two steamed buns your mother brought back for you yesterday?"

Qingcao nodded obediently, but she felt her stomach churning uncomfortably. Those weren't steamed buns at all; they were filthy, repulsive things.

A smug smile played on Liu Kui's lips as he asked, "You should know why I'm here tonight, right?"

Qingcao clutched her body even tighter with her arms, as if she were being pounced on by a wild beast, crying out, "No! No! Please don't touch me!"

Liu Kui chuckled, "Don't want to? You ate the steamed bun I gave you, and you still want to say no? You ate my steamed bun, now it's my turn to eat your little steamed bun, isn't it? Ah? Although your little steamed bun didn't rise properly, I believe it will taste pretty good!"

Qingcao suddenly pleaded, "Secretary Liu, I'll repay you for eating your steamed bun later, I beg you, please don't touch me, I'm only sixteen!"

"Girl, I want you to repay me tonight! Because you're sixteen, that's why I care. If you were sixty, I wouldn't want you! Don't turn your back on me, hurry up and make the bed. I'll hold you while I sleep tonight!"

With that, Liu Kui took off his outer fur coat, sat on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), and began to untie the shoelaces of his repaired shoes. 03-25
Chapter 72: Starving and Staggering Chapter

72: That Thing Also Wakes Up Liu Kui took off one shoe, but the more anxious he became, the harder it was to untie the shoelaces of the other shoe. When Qingcao saw that the man had really gotten on the kang, she hugged her body even tighter, crying out in fright, "What do you want to do?"

Liu Kui was also afraid of scaring this sixteen-year-old girl, which wouldn't be fun, so he began to coax her, saying, "Girl, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. We're doing something good, it's very comfortable, you'll see in a moment!" As

he spoke, he went forward and touched her face.

Qingcao had already hidden in the corner of the kang (a heated brick bed), with nowhere left to hide, but she still huddled up, crying out in terror, "I don't want to! I don't want to! Don't come any closer!"

"Daughter, you'll sleep with me tonight, and I'll give you steamed buns tomorrow. Otherwise, you'll starve to death. You're only sixteen; it would be such a waste if you starved to death. Death is terrifying. You don't want to die, do you? Listen to me, come here now!"

"No, I don't want steamed buns!"

Just then, the door opened, and Little White Shoes came in with a face full of despair. She bowed to Liu Kui and pleaded, "Secretary Liu, please take it easy. Her little body can't withstand your roughness!"

When Liu Kui saw Little White Shoes come in, he said, "If you want her to not suffer, then you should try to persuade her. If I force myself on her, then there won't be any gentle touches!"

Little White Shoes said to her daughter with a bitter face, "Qingcao, just give in to him. It's better for you to suffer a little than to starve to death. If you starve to death, your mother won't live either!"

Qingcao seemed to be thinking about the terrible feeling of starving to death as well. She wiped away her tears, trembled as she got up, but still stood shivering in the corner of the kang. Seeing that Qingcao seemed somewhat receptive, Liu Kui said to Xiaobaixie, "Why don't you get on the kang and make the bed? Can your little girl's delicate body withstand the pressure of the kang mat?"

Xiaobaixie hurriedly got on the kang, made the bed, comforted her daughter a few more times, and pleaded with Liu Kui to be gentler with her daughter before getting off the kang and leaving.

Liu Kui looked at Qingcao, who was still standing there trembling, and said gently, "Don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. That's very pleasurable. Hurry up, take off your cotton-padded jacket and trousers, and get into bed. I'll give you steamed buns tomorrow!"

Whether Qingcao knew she couldn't escape tonight, or the temptation of the steamed buns was too great, she hesitated for a moment before finally lowering her head and starting to unbutton her cotton-padded jacket.

"Come on, let me help you take them off!"

Seeing how slow she was moving, Liu Kui couldn't wait any longer. He hurriedly got up and started to help her take off her clothes without a second thought.

Although Qingcao was very unwilling, he quickly stripped her naked. Qingcao, blushing shyly, quickly burrowed under the covers, wrapping herself up tightly. Liu Kui, eager to see what a sixteen-year-old girl's body looked like, roughly pulled back the covers and said, "Let me see!"

As he undressed, his eyes greedily fixed on Qingcao's small body.

Qingcao's thin body lacked curves; her breasts, though not prominent, were evenly shaped and alluring. Between her slender legs, only a few fine hairs had just sprouted, the cleft as thin as a line. While such a thin, underdeveloped body wasn't particularly sexy, its youthful allure ignited a wilder desire in Liu Kui. He tossed aside his last pair of underwear and pounced on the small body with gleaming eyes.

Liu Kui, a brigade cadre who never went hungry, was as robust as an ox, and he climbed on top of Qingcao, completely covering her. Qingcao's body held no appeal; he only wanted to get to that spot.

He pressed his swollen member against Qingcao's cleft, ready to fire. Qingcao felt something hot and hard pressing against her lower body; she immediately cried out, her whole body trembling.

Qingcao's shyness and fear only fueled Liu Kui's wildness. He roared and thrust forward, his heavy member shoving through the defenses and penetrating Qingcao's narrow passage. His large member was opening up the virgin territory of the girl beneath him, a place no man had ever reached before. However, it didn't go smoothly; it was too narrow inside. He had only just pushed in the tip when he was gripped tightly. A surge of pleasure made him push harder, advancing a little further.

"Ah—it hurts—"

Qingcao let out a heart-wrenching scream. Her small body trembled.

Liu Kui exerted himself a third time, and his hard member finally pierced her hymen, reaching its full depth. He didn't rush, but stopped his hard member in Qingcao's bloodied crevice, savoring the wonderful feeling of his heavy member pressing against the tender flesh. At this moment, Qingcao felt as if a burning stick had pierced her genitals. The excruciating pain made it even more unbearable, and her screams became even more shrill.

"It hurts—pull—pull it out—ah—no—you—can't—ah—it hurts—ah—"

After that, she fainted. Her body was already immature and weak from hunger; how could she withstand the impact of such a large thing?

Liu Kui, fearing she might die, hurriedly pinched her philtrum while crying out. After a while, Qingcao woke up again. She felt that large thing still filling her place.

Liu Kui and Qingcao's genitals were tightly intertwined, and the virgin blood flowing from her tender vulva flowed down Qingcao's perineum onto the mattress, making his blood boil. With such stimulation, Liu Kui felt that his penis seemed even thicker, and his animalistic desires became even stronger.

He resumed his movements, but this time with less force. The rhythm of three shallow thrusts followed by one deep one was already giving him a euphoric feeling, but it did nothing to alleviate Qingcao's pain. Her screams only fueled his urge to thrust harder. The screams of the girl being raped filled the room with a horrific intensity: "Ah—it hurts—ah—you—it hurts—ah!"

Liu Kui seemed to want to play a little longer, slowly savoring the exquisite sensation from his hard object. Qingcao's tender body sent waves of pleasure through his mind, the ecstasy escalating. He became even more savage, hoisting Qingcao's legs onto his shoulders, and his hard object was immediately aimed at the exposed, blood-red crevice, thrusting in all the way.

Qingcao had initially thought he was finished, and her body had relaxed its guard. But his hard object continued its relentless assault, penetrating deeper, faster, and with even more pain than before. She felt her genitals go numb with pain. "It hurts—ah—help—me—"

Her voice had become hoarse, but the horrific ordeal continued.

Twenty minutes passed, and Liu Kui reached his climax. He leaned down, pressed Qingcao's legs to his chest, grabbed her shoulders, and thrust forcefully. With a low growl, he satisfiedly ejaculated into Qingcao's vagina.

When Liu Kui pulled out, he found that Qingcao had fainted again. He checked her breathing; she wasn't dead, so he was relieved. But Liu Kui had no intention of leaving. He had exchanged two steamed buns for the night, and he planned to spend the night on this little girl's body.

But he needed to conserve his energy, and surprisingly, he fell asleep as if he were at home. In the middle of the night, he woke up, and his manhood also woke up. He reached out and touched Qingcao's messy spot

. Chapter 73: Unable to even urinate.

That night, Little White Shoes stood outside the door listening. Qingcao's heart-wrenching screams tore at her heart. She was worried that her frail daughter would be violated to death by Liu Kui. Her daughter's intermittent screams continued until dawn. Only after Liu Kui left did she rush to the house to check on her daughter. Although Qingcao wasn't dead, she was unable to move, her body a bloody mess.

Qingcao hadn't gotten out of bed for two whole days; her swollen genitals made it impossible for her to urinate. Although Liu Kui had indeed provided them with some food afterward, managing to get through those nightmarish three years, Xiaobaixie's hatred for Liu Kui was etched into her very bones. She wanted nothing more than to kill that beast, but despite her hatred, he was the brigade secretary, and she could only swallow her anger.

Xiaobaixie didn't tell anyone about this tragic and humiliating incident, except for Yao Lijuan. Perhaps Yao Lijuan also told Yang Beian, who was now a town cadre, and Yang Beian was shocked at the time. But Xiaobaixie didn't have the courage to confront him, so he could only pretend not to know.

It wasn't until four years later, when the Four Cleanups Movement began to purify cadres, and Yang Beian led a Four Cleanups work team to Jiapigou Brigade to carry out the movement, that Xiaobaixie finally got her chance for revenge.

The "Four Cleanups" work group consisted of seven people, led by Yang Beian, who was already the deputy secretary of the town's Party committee. Town leaders, considering Yang Beian's background as a cadre from Jiapigou Brigade and his familiarity with the situation there, appointed him to lead the "Four Cleanups" campaign for brigade and team cadres. The initial "Four Cleanups" for cadres focused on "cleaning up work points, accounts, warehouses, and assets." Later, in urban and rural areas, this manifested as "cleaning up ideology, politics, organization, and the economy." The work group had six members, three of whom were recent university graduates in science and engineering (one of whom was female) and not locals; there was also Lu Tao, a secretary from the local commune, who served as the deputy leader of the work group; a cadre surnamed Fang from the Agriculture and Forestry Department; and a platoon leader surnamed Shen from the stationed troops.

Before going to the countryside, like all "Four Cleanups" work group members, the seven members spent half a month in the provincial capital studying "Four Cleanups" movement documents, focusing on Wang Guangmei's "Taoyuan Experience," and listening to mobilization reports from provincial leaders. Through study, everyone generally agreed that the class struggle in rural areas was extremely sharp and complex, and that leadership in many communes and production brigades had been usurped by class enemies; therefore, grassroots cadres could not be easily trusted.

However, just two days after the work team arrived at Jiapigou Brigade and began visiting the masses, something unexpected happened. The brigade leader, Qu Haishan, proactively confessed his mistakes, admitting to embezzling some collective funds and goods and offering to return them. Qu Haishan's action wasn't surprising; the most shocking move was his denunciation of the brigade secretary, Liu Kui, for embezzlement and misappropriation, even providing evidence. This astonished the work team members. Everyone knew that Secretary Liu Kui was Qu Haishan's uncle; why would he proactively expose his uncle?

Yang Beian seemed to understand Qu Haishan's intentions. He realized Qu Haishan was resorting to his old tricks, trying to win the work team's favor with his "selfless and righteous" actions while also protecting himself. During the liberation, Qu Haishan had used the tactic of "sacrificing family for the greater good," personally executing his own father, Qu Bapi, a landlord, thus solidifying his class affiliation and political status. Now, he was clearly using the same tactic again.

However, the members of the work team seemed to greatly admire Qu Haishan's "selfless" class consciousness, even praising him at a meeting. Therefore, they overlooked Qu Haishan's own embezzlement; the return of the embezzled funds was hastily concluded, and he received no punishment, continuing as the brigade leader.

The branch secretary, Liu Kui, never dreamed that Qu Haishan would expose him, and he was furious with this ingrate. But he knew all the accusations against him were true, and he felt he was facing imminent doom. He had only one option: grit his teeth and stubbornly refuse to admit anything. Yang Beian

, the head of the work team, understood the despicable things Liu Kui had done during his years as branch secretary, and he secretly resolved to expose all his crimes.

After the work team entered the village, they spent over a month visiting impoverished families, establishing connections, and organizing a team of poor and lower-middle peasants to expose and criticize the "four unclear" problems of the cadres. Most of these cadres, under intense pressure and torture-style criticism, confessed their crimes and offered to return the embezzled, bribed, and over-possessed grain and money (in reality, it was a

worthless promise, impossible to return). However, the Party branch secretary, Liu Kui, despite being criticized more than ten times, refused to confess, insisting he was incorruptible. To train the three college students' practical work skills, and because it was difficult to target the villagers, Yang Bei'an ordered them to take Liu Kui under their wing, instructing them to find a way to break down this stubborn stronghold. He explicitly stated that whatever methods they used, as long as he confessed, it was acceptable; if they couldn't break down this stronghold, it meant they were incompetent; if he didn't confess, force could be used if necessary; and if they didn't want to do it themselves, they could seek assistance from the militia!

But the three college students just couldn't bring themselves to do it. They argued with Liu Kui until they were hoarse, but he wouldn't confess. Unable to break through his defenses, the students were at a loss.

Group leader Yang Beian severely criticized them for their right-leaning ideology. He wanted to demonstrate for them personally, so he ordered, "Call Liu Kui here and make him confess his crimes!"

Liu Kui remained defiant, replying, "I made mistakes, but I'm not guilty. The 'Communist Wind,' tearing down houses, confiscating villagers' belongings, investigating the concealment and private distribution of production, searching villagers' grain, taking away their pots, pans, and ladles, and forcing them to eat in the canteen—all of this was done according to the county committee's directives and under the supervision of commune cadres. We had no choice. So many people in the brigade starved to death, and I felt very sad, but there was nothing I could do. The grain had been taken away by the state. In 1960, three production teams in our brigade didn't even have seeds, and the land wasn't cultivated. Where would we get grain for the villagers?" "Eat? The canteen had to stop serving food, and that's when people starved to death. I reported to the town government many times, requesting relief grain, but the secretary told me to search the villagers' homes, saying we would definitely find grain. We searched more than a dozen homes and didn't find a single grain, so we stopped searching. The town secretary even scolded me for being incompetent and wanted to accuse me of right-leaning. I did take more than my share, which is wrong for a Communist Party member. It was my selfishness, but if I didn't do it, my family would starve to death..."

Before Liu Kui could finish speaking, Yang Beian stepped forward and rebuked him, "You embezzle and steal and you still think you're right?" He slapped him twice and kicked him, knocking him to the ground. Liu Kui's nose bled profusely. That wasn't all. Yang Beian ordered the militia to tie him up and make him kneel outside for five hours before letting him go home. Yang Beian couldn't contain his anger when he thought about all the evil deeds Liu Kui had done and his shameless excuses.

The three college students witnessed the power of their leader, but Liu Kui still didn't confess. But they were unwilling to follow Group Leader Yang's approach. Yang Beian thought to himself that to break through this fortress, he could only rely on those masses who had been persecuted by him. To awaken the class consciousness of the masses, a thorough campaign of recounting bitterness was needed. On this day, the "Four Cleanups" work group held a general meeting of all commune members at the brigade headquarters for a campaign to recall past bitterness and appreciate present sweetness. The commune members brought their own small stools and sat down, while landlords, rich peasants, counter-revolutionaries, and bad elements knelt to one side, and "Four Cleanups" cadres stood to the other. The work group members faced the masses, sitting on long benches around a large table. This was the scene designed by Group Leader Yang. The work group had pre-selected six commune members to recount their bitterness. The meeting proceeded smoothly. Three commune members recounted their suffering at the hands of the Qu family before liberation. However, the commune members' responses were lukewarm, lacking resonance. Then, a commune member named Han Youlu went up to recount his bitterness, saying that in 1948, when he was only 15 years old, he was conscripted by Li Dapao's army. He refused, was bound, beaten, and forced to eat his own head. In the spring of 1949, while fighting the People's Liberation Army in Siping, he was shot three times in the leg and captured. The PLA healed his leg and even gave him travel expenses to go home…

Before Han Youlu could finish his story, a woman in her forties suddenly stood up, walked up to him, interrupted him, and said: "You call that suffering! You were just bound by bandits and forced into the army, almost killed by the PLA, what kind of suffering is that? Go down and listen to my story!"

Everyone looked closely and saw that the woman was Er Doubao's wife, Xiao Baixie. Xiao Baixie glared angrily at Liu Kui.

(Chapter 74: Hand Reaching into Crotch)

The commune members weren't interested in the complaints of the previous people, but hearing Xiao Baixie's words, they joined in the commotion: "Yes, go down and let Xiao Baixie tell her story, her family has a deep-seated grievance." The work team members were at a loss for what to do, because Xiaobaixie wasn't the designated person to complain, and they were afraid she might have made a mistake. They looked at the team leader, Yang Beian, and asked him to speak. Yang Beian understood the humiliation and hatred in Xiaobaixie's heart, and also felt that today's complaint meeting hadn't been effective and hadn't stirred up the emotions of the masses. So he waved his hand and said, "Alright! Xiaobaixie, tell your story." Xiaobaixie

cried and said: "In February 1960, three out of six people in my family starved to death: my parents-in-law and my brother-in-law. My brother-in-law starved to death at the water conservancy construction site, and I never even saw his body. My parents-in-law got edema and were bedridden, unable to work. Secretary Liu said that if they didn't work, they wouldn't get any food, and they starved to death in three days. My daughter and I dragged our swollen legs to work desperately, and we only got two bran buns and a bowl of watery soup a day. I remember it was the night of February 29th, I was so hungry that I thought of stealing buns from the brigade's canteen." Walking into the canteen, I saw Secretary Liu and several cadres eating steamed buns and scrambled eggs through the window. The aroma was irresistible; I thought I had to steal a bun for my daughter to try. She's 16 now, and it's been over a year since she last had a steamed bun. Secretary Liu asked, "Who is it?

" I said it was me, wearing white shoes, and quickly stuffed the bun into my tattered cotton-padded coat. Secretary Liu

walked up to me and asked, "Your daughter has breasts, are they as big as yours?" I replied, "She's so thin she has no breasts left, they're like a boy's!" He then said, "Send your daughter to the hospital tomorrow night. My daughter is already skin and bones; she can't withstand your abuse. Please, please let her go!" He added, "Don't be so kind. If I give her food from time to time so she doesn't starve, that would be an act of kindness. Think about it, if your daughter starves to death and is thrown into a mass grave, what good is she if she isn't abused?"

I still begged him, "Even if I agree, my daughter might not want to come. She won't come. Please don't even think about taking her!" He said, "It's okay if she doesn't come. I'll stay at your house tomorrow night. Just give me the room. Whether your daughter wants it or not is none of your business!" The next night, he really went to my house and asked my daughter, "You should know why I'm here tonight, right?" My daughter was terrified and cried out, "No! No! Please don't touch me!" He said to my daughter, "No? You ate the steamed bun I gave you, and you still want to say no? You ate my steamed bun, now it's my turn to eat your little steamed bun, isn't it? Although your little steamed bun didn't rise, I believe it will taste good!" My daughter pleaded, "Secretary Liu, I'll repay you after I eat your steamed bun. Please, don't touch me! I'm only sixteen!"

He said, "Girl, I want you to repay me tonight! Because you're sixteen, I only care. If you were sixty, I wouldn't want you! Don't turn your head away from me. Quickly put on the bedding. I'll hold you while I sleep tonight!" No

matter how much my daughter begged, it was no use, so he started raping my daughter. "You abused my daughter all night! My poor daughter, she couldn't get out of bed for two whole days, her uterus was so swollen she couldn't even urinate."

After finishing her lament, Little White Shoes sobbed uncontrollably. She cried for a while, then, like a madwoman, walked up to Liu Kui, pointed at his nose, and asked, "Secretary Liu, I didn't wrong you, did I? You weren't satisfied with just abusing me, you even abused my sixteen-year-old daughter! How many women in our entire brigade have you slept with? Tell me!"

Little White Shoes cried as she spoke, and many members of the commune cried along with her. Liu Kui lowered his head, not daring to look her in the eye, his body trembling.

At this moment, a ragged man stood up, walked up to Liu Kui, grabbed his collar, dragged him to the center of the meeting, and forced him to kneel. When he refused, he was kicked hard, so hard that he cried out and finally knelt down.

Yang Beian sensed the situation was getting out of control and became tense. He stood up and said, "Everyone can criticize him, but please don't hit him!"

Seeing Liu Kui kneeling before her, Xiaobaixie didn't hit, scold, or kick him; instead, she simply looked at him. After a few minutes, she suddenly squatted down, reached into Liu Kui's waist, and with a forceful pull, snapped his belt. Her right hand then slipped into Liu Kui's crotch.

(Chapter 75: Dealing with a Corpse

) Xiaobaixie seemed to hear her daughter's heart-wrenching screams from that night, and the image of this demon ravaging her daughter's body flashed through her mind, along with the agonizing and humiliating feeling of his wicked penis thrusting into her own. She shouted, "I want to see how your cunt can be so wicked..."

Before she finished speaking, Liu Kui screamed and collapsed to the ground. (Later, during the autopsy, the forensic doctor from the headquarters discovered that Liu Kui's testicles were shattered, undoubtedly caused by Xiao Baixie during the grievance meeting.

At this point, Yang Beian panicked and hurriedly ordered the work team to pull Xiao Baixie away. Some of the commune members attending the meeting led the chanting of slogans, "Down with Liu Kui!" Others continued to accuse Liu Kui, saying he was faking it, ordering him to kneel and not lie on the ground, and kicking him. But no matter how much they kicked and beat him, Liu Kui remained unmoved, his eyes closed and his face deathly pale.

Yang Beian finally realized that if the meeting wasn't stopped, Liu Kui might be beaten to death on the spot. So he stood up and said, "Today's meeting is over. We will continue tomorrow afternoon."

He deliberately spoke loudly to Liu Kui, "Liu Kui, listen to this. Go home and prepare well. Tomorrow, thoroughly confess your crimes to the poor and lower-middle peasants. Only by thoroughly confessing your crimes to the masses and gaining their forgiveness will you have a way out."

The crowd dispersed, and the work team members left. ) However, Liu Kui lay motionless on the ground. Yang Beian asked a commune member to notify Liu's family and help him home. Seeing Liu Kui's unbearable suffering, Yang Beian felt a strange unease.

The next morning, a commune member went out early to fetch water and found Liu Kui hanged from an elm tree next to the threshing ground where the meeting had been held the previous day. His tongue was sticking out long. The commune member was so frightened that he dropped the bucket and ran to report it.

The angry crowd was not satisfied with Liu Kui's suicide and demanded continued criticism and struggle sessions against him. Families whose members had starved to death, especially those whose women had been abused by him, had an even stronger desire to criticize him. They told the work team that if they didn't agree, they would not attend any more meetings. Clearly, the public resentment towards Liu Kui was immense; even death did not end the anger.

Yang Beian convened a meeting of the work team members to discuss what to do. At this moment, he was also somewhat nervous and at a loss. Three college students strongly opposed... The idea of publicizing the corpse was met with silence from the soldiers and agricultural and forestry officials; only the commune secretary supported it.

After a long period of internal struggle, Yang Beian said, "If we don't agree to the masses' demands, it will dampen their enthusiasm, making it difficult to carry out the next stage of the struggle against the enemy. Besides, Liu Kui is indeed a bad person who infiltrated the Party. He bears the main responsibility for the starvation deaths of so many people in the entire brigade. He led a corrupt and decadent life, indulging in promiscuity and raping young girls. Such a person deserves to die and doesn't deserve sympathy. We must firmly stand on the side of the poor and lower-middle peasants; this is a matter of class sentiment!"

Hearing Yang's words, the others didn't dare say anything, except for the commune secretary, who explicitly expressed his support for publicizing the corpse. At that time, there were many struggle fanatics; struggle seemed to be an addiction they couldn't break.

But how should the struggle be conducted?

Yang Beian thought for a moment and said, "During the meeting, our work team will send two people to lift the corpse up so the commune members can publicize it. Who is willing to lift the corpse?

" His eyes scanned the six members of the work group, hoping someone would step forward to complete the task.

But no one spoke. They all kept their heads down or avoided his gaze. Yang Beian, left with no other option, had to assign tasks, saying, "Xiao Shen (platoon leader) and Xiao Lu (commune secretary), you two are responsible for carrying the corpses."

He knew the three college students definitely wouldn't do it, so he had to choose the two of them.

Platoon Leader Shen was unwilling, but instead of saying so directly, he made an excuse. He said, "The class struggle is so sharp and complex now; we must prevent the enemy from retaliating. I'm the only one in the work group with a gun; I need to ensure everyone's safety, so it's inappropriate for me to carry the corpses. Let someone else do it!"

He gripped his gun tightly, as if the enemy were truly approaching.

Secretary Xiao Lu continued, "It's not good to have the work group carry the corpses. The masses demanded this; they should choose two young men to do it. This is the most..." "It can reflect the will of the masses!"

the three college students echoed. Yang Bei'an also thought it was a safe bet and decided to select two people with deep-seated grievances to do it.

One was a family whose members had starved to death, and the other was a woman who had been violated by Liu Kui and was willing to carry his body. The candidates were chosen. Yang Bei'an talked to them and explained the great significance of this matter. He also told them that each of them would be given a bottle of liquor to drink before the meeting to bolster their courage. It was an atmosphere of warriors going to battle.

On the day of the meeting, the meeting was heavily guarded, with militiamen stationed to prevent anyone from leaving midway.

Although it was the masses who demanded the denunciation of the corpse, many people made excuses not to come when the denunciation meeting actually began. Even after being urged several times, some people still did not come. Those who did come sat in the back as much as possible.

With the order from Group Leader Yang, "Drag out the unrepentant class alien, degenerate, and counter-revolutionary Liu Kui for denunciation!" two young commune members dragged Liu Kui's body out of the sheepfold. It took a minute to lift the body (Liu Kui's body had been kept in the brigade's sheepfold after his death) to a standing position. Most commune members dared not look directly at him, keeping their heads down; some glanced at him briefly and then immediately left. Some members quietly stood up, hunched over, trying to slip away, but were stopped by the militia. Two men, their faces flushed from drinking, stood on either side of the body, holding Liu Kui's arms for balance, both turning their heads to the side, unable to look directly at his face.

The only female college student in the work team was terrified, her face pale, constantly looking at her palms, unable to look at the body. She had heard from Platoon Leader Shen that Liu Kui was incredibly ugly after death, his tongue protruding half an inch from his mouth; she hadn't been able to sleep for several nights in a row, plagued by nightmares.

The work team planned an hour-long denunciation meeting, with four people speaking, each for 15 minutes. However, the first two speakers each only used 5 minutes, and stood far away from the body, unable to look at it, facing the crowd. Speaking.

When the third person went up to give a critique, just as he began to speak, the person supporting the corpse lost his balance, and both fell. The corpse landed on the person on the right, who screamed, "Help!"

Then the two scrambled to their feet and ran. Their actions set off chaos in the meeting hall. Commune members screamed and desperately fled the hall. Several militiamen tried to stop them but were pushed to the ground.

Yang Bei'an stood up and shouted, "Don't leave! Silence!"

But no one listened. Within minutes, only the kneeling "four categories of elements" and the standing "four unclear" cadres remained. The criticism meeting ended in chaos.

The two commune members who had supported the corpse developed fevers that night due to shock and were taken to the commune clinic for treatment. They were mentally unstable after returning home and only recovered after half a month. Later, someone asked them privately, "Why did you want to support the corpse? Why did you fall? Why were you afraid?" They said... They were completely unwilling to do this, and their families strongly opposed it. However, the masses had elected them, and Team Leader Yang had spoken with them, insisting that they had no choice but to do it; otherwise, they would be failing to distinguish themselves from the class enemies. They reluctantly went through with it.

Because there had been no supply of baijiu (a type of Chinese liquor) for many years, each person had drunk half a jin (250ml) of baijiu beforehand, feeling dizzy and unsteady on their feet. Coupled with fear, their hands and feet trembled, and they collapsed. They had heard from the elders that if a dead person didn't rest, they would rise from the dead, so after collapsing, they were terrified and ran away as fast as they could. When they got home, their clothes were soaked with sweat, and they caught a cold and developed a fever.

From that night onward, no one dared to walk through the area where the corpse had been denounced; villagers closed their doors early in the evening, and they didn't attend meetings called by the work team. The "Four Cleanups" campaign came to a standstill.

Xiaobaixie was even more frightened and took her daughter to a relative's house in another village. It wasn't until half a month later, when things had calmed down somewhat, that Xiaobaixie dared to take her daughter, Qingcao, back home.

The girl in white shoes kept thinking that Liu Kui's death was related to her, and she had nightmares every night. That night, she suddenly heard someone knocking on the door. She was terrified and broke out in a cold sweat, asking in a trembling voice, "Who is it?"

A man's voice replied, "I'm Qu Haishan. I have something important to tell you. Open the door!"

Chapter 76: A Hint

Whenever the girl in white shoes thought of those two nightmares, she trembled. Tonight, Yao Lijuan came to her house, specifically bringing up that matter. Why? She looked at Yao Lijuan with a grim expression and asked, "Juanzi, you came tonight just to ask about that matter?"

Yao Lijuan nodded, seeing her terrified expression, knowing that she was still shaken by that incident. In truth, Yao Lijuan felt a pang of guilt. During those years, although her family consisted of two cadres and their food rations were better than Xiaobaixie's, they still had many children and couldn't spare any money to help her family. The tragic story of Xiaobaixie and her daughter being ruined by Liu Kui always made Yao Lijuan uneasy, especially since Xiaobaixie had come to this place seeking refuge with her. But tonight, she still had to bring up that incident, even though it was a wound that Xiaobaixie couldn't erase from her heart. She asked, "Sister Bai, I want to ask you, is it true that Liu Kui insulted you and Qingcao because of the steamed bun incident?"

Xiaobaixie was stunned and asked, "Juanzi, what do you mean by that? That incident is known throughout the country. That devil even got his comeuppance because of it, and those shocking things happened. How could it be false? Do you think I'm making up a story?"

Yao Lijuan hurriedly explained, "That's not what I meant. How could you lie? Someone told me today that the story about Liu Kui raping you and your mother isn't true. You made it up to frame Liu Kui!"

"Huh? Made up? Framed? Tell me, who said that?"

Xiaobaixie seemed extremely shocked and nervous, even her breathing became rapid, and her eyes widened.

To be on the safe side, Yao Lijuan didn't want to point out that Qu Haishan had said those words yet, so she said, "Don't ask who said it yet. I just want to confirm if there's any exaggeration about what happened back then."

"What exaggeration could there be? That beast really did ruin both my daughter and me. Qingcao almost died from his abuse. Otherwise, why would I have hated him so much during the Four Cleanups Movement and crushed his cunt?"

Xiaobaixie's body was still trembling slightly.

"Yes, who would fabricate such a thing to smear themselves? I believe it all really happened, but someone has ulterior motives and says it's a frame-up!"

"Juanzi, tell me quickly, who said that?"

Xiaobaixie asked urgently.

“I’ll tell you about this person later. What I want to say is that this person isn’t here to accuse you of framing Liu Kui. The main purpose is to say that someone instructed you to frame Liu Kui, and that the person who instructed you is me and Yang Beian. So I came here today to find out if something has changed here!”

Xiao Baixie was immediately confused, a wave of suspicion washing over her. She said, “You’re not saying I said you instructed me, are you?”

“No, of course you can’t say that! I mainly want to know if anyone has come to talk about Liu Kui recently?”

Xiao Baixie seemed to suddenly realize something and asked, “You mean this person is Qu Haishan, right? You asked me before if Qu Haishan had mentioned Liu Kui to me recently!”

Yao Lijuan also immediately regretted her foolishness. She had asked such a question before, so she couldn’t hide it anymore and said, “Qu Haishan specifically came to me today to talk about this, saying that someone instructed you to frame Liu Kui, and of course, he was implying that the person who instructed you was me and Yang Beian!”

"Ah? Qu Haishan said that? Then I have to ask him what happened. I really didn't say anything to him! That thing is true, how can I say that you instructed him to do it?"

Xiaobai's breathing became rapid with tension.

"Sister Bai, don't worry. I didn't think it was you who said it, so I felt something was amiss and came to ask. Don't go after Qu Haishan, just pretend it didn't happen. If he comes to you, don't say anything, tell the truth!"

Yao Lijuan emphasized this point.

"Juanzi, he really didn't tell me that, I swear!"

Xiaobai was afraid that she wouldn't believe her, so she actually swore an oath. Xiaobai had almost no relatives here, and over the years she felt an instinctive closeness to Yao Lijuan. She didn't want her to suspect anything.

Yao Lijuan thought for a moment and said, "Just because he hasn't told you before doesn't mean he won't. I just want you to be prepared!"

Xiao Baixie blinked and thought for a while, seemingly understanding her meaning, then said, "Juanzi, don't worry, I won't say anything!"

Yao Lijuan nodded and said, "It's getting late, I should go back!"

Then she got up and left Xiao Baixie's house.

When she got home, the lights in Cui Huahua's room in the east wing were already off, and the children in the west wing were already asleep in the inner room. Yang Beian was still smoking at the eight-immortal table, clearly anxiously waiting for her return.

Before Yang Beian could ask, Yao Lijuan told him about her visit to Xiao Baixie's house that evening. Yang Beian's furrowed brows seemed to relax a little. He said, "It seems the problem isn't with Xiaobaixie!"

"Of course not. Xiaobaixie wouldn't do anything to betray us. We've taken good care of her family all these years!" "

However, even if it wasn't Xiaobaixie who said it, it means Qu Haishan is plotting something. Maybe he hasn't had a chance to tell Xiaobaixie yet. Their relationship isn't just ordinary!"

Yang Beian said worriedly.

"Don't worry, Xiaobaixie has already promised she won't say anything against her will. Besides, Liu Kui's actions towards them are a fact. She can't just go back on her word!"

Yao Lijuan felt there was absolutely no trouble with Xiaobaixie and tried to reassure him.

"I hope so. As long as this matter doesn't cause any trouble, Qu Haishan won't be able to find anything against me!"

Yang Beian seemed to be saying this to himself.

"Don't think about those things anymore. As long as you have a clear conscience, the sky won't fall!"

Yao Lijuan was comforting her husband, but in reality, the shadow in her heart was even deeper, constantly flashing with the sinister and greedy gaze of Qu Haishan. She hurriedly added, "Let's go to bed on the kang (heated brick bed), the children are all asleep." Yang Beian, of course, knew what she meant by saying the children were asleep. Looking at Yao Lijuan's graceful body and beautiful face, his heart pounded. Several days had passed since they had been together.

Chapter 77: Come Quickly!

Although Yang Beian and Yao Lijuan were a loving couple and were in the prime of their middle age with strong desires, their environment constantly suppressed their mutual longing. In the east room lived the widowed Cui Huahua, and in the inner room slept three children who were already old enough to understand. So when they wanted to be intimate at night, they always had to wait until late at night, when all obstacles were clear, and they couldn't make too much noise. This repression only intensified their mutual desire.

When making their beds, they would use two sets of blankets, one for show, but each would sleep separately in the morning and evening. However, during the night, they would share a blanket.

Tonight was a special night, the first since they hadn't had a chance to be intimate for several days, and their desire was intense. They lay down on their respective blankets, without needing covers since it was summer. After turning off the lights, they lay there with their eyes open, instinctively listening for the children's movements in the inner room. Although they felt the children were asleep, it wasn't yet deep into the night, and one child might still be awake.

After lying there for a while, Yang Beian felt he couldn't stand it anymore, so he quietly moved to Yang Lijuan's mattress.

He saw Yao Lijuan lying on her side with her back to him, wearing only a thin nightgown. Through the moonlight streaming in from the window, her full curves appeared even more alluring. Yao Lijuan was an educated woman, and given the complex sleeping environment, she usually slept in a nightgown—perhaps unheard of in that remote rural area at that time.

Yang Beian reached out and gently stroked her buttocks, feeling their softness and warmth. He slowly slipped his hand between her thighs, feeling the heat emanating from her genitals. At this moment, her body trembled slightly. He knew she wasn't asleep, and he knew he was touching her, but perhaps she still felt it wasn't the right time, worried that the children in the inner room weren't asleep yet, so she maintained her original sleeping position.

Yang Beian took off his only remaining underwear and pressed his body against hers. He slipped his hand inside her panties and found she was already soaking wet; her juices had long since flowed out, leaving his hand sticky from touching her.

Throughout Yang Beian's caresses, she endured without making a sound. So Yang Beian pulled down her panties, exposing her buttocks completely. He then began to grope her wantonly, feeling the sticky fluid from her vagina quickly covering her private parts. Seeing she was pretending to be asleep, he deliberately inserted his fingers directly, thrusting them back and forth until his fingers were also covered in the fluid.

Yang Beian withdrew his fingers, hugged her from behind, and used his sticky fingers to caress her breasts. Yao Lijuan stopped pretending to be asleep; she turned her hand around, actively grasping his erection and beginning to stroke it rhythmically. She turned around and whispered in his ear, "You're too bold! The children aren't asleep yet. What if they hear us? Let's wait a little longer!"

"What's there to be afraid of? They're already fast asleep. Didn't you hear their snoring? They were asleep before you came back!"

Yang Beian also pressed his ear tightly against Yao Lijuan's. At night, they could only whisper like this, and only the two of them could hear each other. They could only speak normally if they were talking about things that weren't behind the children's backs.

"That's not necessarily true. They're usually not asleep at this time. The children are older now, so we have to be careful. Da Lei is sixteen, and Xiao Rui is fourteen. They understand everything!"

Although Yao Lijuan was aroused by his teasing and even more eager to get to the end than he was, she was still worried that the children in the inner room weren't asleep, so she held back.

"It's like we're doing something wrong, I don't think it's necessary. We're not having an affair. If we don't do this, where do they come from?"

"You're so annoying!"

Yao Lijuan chuckled softly, giving him a light pinch.

"Luckily you didn't get those women's diseases. If you did, you wouldn't be able to avoid them even if you wanted to. Some women force men to do this in broad daylight!"

"You saw it?"

"You know what, I actually encountered it once. I went downstairs for work and saw it. I immediately came out, it was so embarrassing!"

Yao Lijuan suddenly remembered the same embarrassing thing that happened at Xiaobaixie's house today, and couldn't help but say, "You know what, I encountered it at Xiaobaixie's house today." "Tell me, what happened!"

Yang Beian seemed very interested. Once people are in bed, everyone loses the distinction of status and position, and they all revert to their basic human instincts of food and sex.

Yao Lijuan initially remained silent, her face flushed, but finally spoke up: "She's using a cucumber on herself." "Huh? Is a cucumber more pleasurable than a man's thing?"

Yang Beian asked, both curious and teasing.

"How would I know it's disgusting! But I want something bigger than your men's stuff!"

"Is bigger necessarily better?"

Yang Beian said, while caressing her breasts. Although she was almost forty, they were still full and plump, their softness even more appealing than her breasts in her youth.

After a while, Yang Beian couldn't resist any longer; his penis was rock hard. He quickly inserted his erection into her buttocks, trying to find the source of pleasure, but after several attempts, he couldn't find it. Yao Lijuan chuckled and guided his penis to her already slippery entrance, slowly helping it in, her hips beginning to sway back and forth. At that moment, they cared about nothing but the pleasure they felt.

Before long, Yang Beian felt the water in her vagina increasing, and both of their genitals were completely wet, making

continuous "squirt...squirt..." sounds. Yao Lijuan was very skilled; her vagina seemed to contract and relax, making his penis feel incredibly comfortable inside. Her movements became increasingly gentle and practiced, and she would occasionally turn her head to seal his lips with her hot lips, her tongue teasing him in his mouth. Her breathing became increasingly rapid. But Yang Beian suddenly felt the wet, hot grip inside her, as if it was about to suck him out, and he dared not move too much.

But Yao Lijuan kept moving her body, calling out, "Come on, come on!"

Yao Lijuan was a woman who didn't do manual labor or experience the elements, and was in her prime; her desires were always so strong.

In order to satisfy her, Yang Beian had no choice but to exert his strength and start moving more vigorously, but after a few thrusts, he couldn't control himself and ejaculated hotly.

"Is that all?"

Yao Lijuan's body was still writhing, and she uttered dissatisfiedly.

This situation was not unusual anymore. To be honest, Yang Beian wasn't very strong in that area, which was their only shortcoming.

Lying in the darkness, Yang Beian, whose desire had subsided, suddenly thought of something and asked softly, "When Qu Haishan talked to you about that matter today, did he make any frivolous moves towards you?"

"No,"

Yao Lijuan answered simply, but at this moment, her heart was filled with complex emotions. Qu Haishan's words echoed in my ears: "Hehe, call it shameless or despicable, but it's the biggest regret and the deepest pain of my life. In this half of my life, I've gotten almost everything I wanted, except for you, whom I most desired but never obtained. I wonder when you'll be able to make up for this regret?"

Chapter 78: Infiltrating the Camp

Although the storm hadn't truly descended upon this secluded town, it seemed the turmoil in people's hearts had already begun. Some who received secret orders, some shrewd and prescient activists, and some with ulterior motives all seemed to be brewing something, anticipating something, and searching for something; while for ordinary people like grass and trees in the wind... But when it's going to rain, and a mother wants to remarry, no one can stop it.

All morning, in the middle school of Jiapigou Town, no teacher taught in any class. Students could do whatever they wanted, which was also a strange kind of turmoil. The reason was that the newly established Cultural Revolution work group in the town came to the school to launch and guide the revolutionary movement. During the Cultural Revolution, schools were naturally the front lines. From the top down, all the flames of revolution were ignited in schools. The

Cultural Revolution work group in Jiapigou consisted of a dozen or so people. A county cadre served as the group leader, and the rest were cadres from the Jiapigou town government. Among them, Tian Zifu, the town government secretary, and Liu Guizhi, the town's women's federation director, were deputy group leaders.

The school specially set aside a classroom as a meeting room, where all the teachers were gathered to listen to the work group's analysis and explanation of the current revolutionary struggle: "The Great Leader said that the bourgeoisie and reactionary classes have infiltrated the proletariat's camp. If we don't fight back, the proletarian regime will face the danger of being overthrown!"

Deputy Team Leader Tian Zifu, speaking on behalf of the work group, began with a somber opening statement. He continued, “Comrades, the situation in this struggle is extremely severe and brutal. Capitalist roaders have been identified at the highest levels, at the provincial, municipal, and county levels. Does that mean our town will be peaceful? Absolutely not! The practice of this struggle has proven that all sorts of bourgeois representatives, remnants of the reactionary class, have infiltrated our government agencies, enterprises, schools, rural areas, and even the broad masses of people!”

As he spoke, Tian Zifu’s eyes swept menacingly over the teachers in the meeting room. He added, “To put it bluntly, among those present here, there might very well be class enemies lurking! This is the severity of the struggle. The purpose of our revolution is to mobilize the masses and root out those class enemies lurking among us!”

All the teachers listened with trepidation, exchanging glances as if each of them might be a class enemy. The meeting lasted all morning and was still not finished; they said it would continue in the afternoon. Afterwards, the work group members were taken to the school cafeteria for lunch.

Just before the afternoon meeting, Luo Meilan, an art teacher, quietly slipped into the principal's office where the work group was resting. Luo Meilan was in her early twenties, an average-looking woman with a striking figure. She had been pursuing Principal Ye Mao, but Ye Mao preferred Su Xiaomeng. Luo Meilan was a woman who loved the limelight and had a knack for politics; she always seemed to enjoy getting involved in various political movements, though it was hard to say whether it was for public or private reasons.

Upon entering the office, Luo Meilan nervously scanned the room. Seeing that it was full of work group members and no school teachers, she seemed relieved. Standing ramrod straight, she said, "I want to join the revolutionary camp and fight against the reactionary classes. I wonder if you would welcome me?"

The work group members' eyes immediately focused on her, sizing up the woman with the voluptuous figure in her Lenin suit. The work group leader coughed and said, "As long as you are a member of the proletariat, willing to fight for the revolution, of course we welcome you!"

He then shook her hand. Afterwards, they began inquiring about her family background and political affiliation. Satisfied with what they heard, they said, "You are a descendant of the working class and have revolutionary enthusiasm. We welcome people like you to join the revolutionary camp! We are looking to develop and cultivate a group of cultural revolution leaders and activists. Let's fight together!"

Luo Meilan was overjoyed, her eyes shining. She asked, "Then how can we discover those lurking class enemies? What kind of people are class enemies?"

The group leader pondered for a moment and said, "The important thing is that we be vigilant, keep our eyes open, and be good at searching. No matter how deeply those enemies hide, we will find their true colors! Those whose family background and political background are questionable, those who have had reactionary words and deeds, those whose minds are full of corrupt and decadent bourgeois ideas, etc..." "These are all targets of our investigation!"

Luo Meilan seemed to have such targets in mind. After looking around for a while, she said, "What about the female teacher in our school who has an affair with a male student in her class? What kind of problem is that? Should we investigate her?"

Just as the group leader was somewhat surprised and didn't know how to answer, the deputy group leader, Liu Guizhi, hurriedly replied, "Of course this deserves investigation! This is a typical example of bourgeois debauchery and corruption! It is incompatible with the worldview of the proletariat!"

Liu Guizhi seemed to know that the female teacher Luo Meilan was referring to was Su Xiaomeng, because she had heard Qu Yong mention the rumors about Su Xiaomeng and Yang Leiluo, the son of Yang Beian. Although she was hesitant to believe it was true coming from Qu Yong, she preferred to believe it rather than deny it. This was both a necessity of the struggle and a personal need of hers. Although she had no conflict with Su Xiaomeng, Su Xiaomeng had a conflict with Qu Yong, and the student who had an ambiguous relationship with Su Xiaomeng was Yang Beian's son. She was very interested in using this matter to launch the first shot of the Cultural Revolution in the school. But Liu Guizhi calmly added, "However, such things require evidence; don't just make baseless accusations!"

Luo Meilan hurriedly said, "Of course I have evidence! I personally saw that female teacher and that boy embracing as they came out of the health center's toilet, and during a labor activity, they went into the sorghum field together!" Liu Guizhi

knew perfectly well what was going on but didn't expose her. Instead, she encouraged Luo Meilan, "These things are very important and can serve as evidence for exposing wrongdoing. But you also need to see beyond the surface. These things don't exist in isolation; you need to dig deeper into what's hidden beneath the surface, such as her historical background. But we're at the beginning of the revolution, and we need to do thorough investigation. Real exposés and denunciations will have to wait until the movement is fully underway. You can secretly dig up more evidence of her reactionary behavior and words now, and report anything to the work group immediately!"

Afterward, Liu Guizhi whispered in Luo Meilan's ear for a long time.

When Luo Meilan came out of the work group's office, she was startled to find Su Xiaomeng standing at the door of the math group's office, staring at her. Although she felt a little uneasy and flustered, she still walked towards Su Xiaomeng with her chest out, remaining calm.

Seeing her approach, Su Xiaomeng asked bluntly, "Teacher Luo, did you go to the work team to give a report again?"

Luo Meilan felt a surge of tension, thinking: Did she overhear what I said to the work team? But then she remembered that she was now part of the revolutionary camp, so what was there to be afraid of? She said, "I didn't go to report anything; the work team came to me to understand the situation. We have no personal matters; it's all revolutionary action!" With

that, she miraculously walked away.

Watching her retreating figure, Su Xiaomeng felt a dark cloud descend upon her heart.

Because of the afternoon meetings, teachers still couldn't teach, so Principal Ye Mao decided to dismiss the students again. Su Xiaomeng went to the classroom of Class 3-1 and announced the end of class. But she didn't leave; she kept her eyes fixed on Yang Leiluo.

Yang Leiluo left the classroom, about to go with Feng Dongmei to the bicycle parking area to get their bikes, when Su Xiaomeng called him from behind: "Yang Leiluo, wait a moment, I have something to tell you!"

(Chapter 79: Just About to Touch)

Hearing Teacher Su call him, Yang Leiluo stopped and instinctively glanced at Feng Dongmei. Seeing her cold face and unhappy eyes, he whispered, "Teacher Su must want to talk to me about class matters. Wait for me, I'll be back in a bit!"

After saying that, Yang Leiluo followed behind Su Xiaomeng, not daring to look back at Feng Dongmei. At that moment, Feng Dongmei watched the two of them turn towards the back of the classroom, then angrily turned and walked away.

Behind the classroom grew a row of sunflowers. The large sunflowers, like the sun itself, looked listless under the afternoon sun, but the large, fan-like leaves on the stems were vibrant green, providing shade from the scorching sun. Su Xiaomeng stood under a sunflower, her tall, graceful figure as beautiful as a sunflower. Yang Leiluo stared at her with infatuated eyes. The yearning for beautiful women during adolescence isn't inherently evil, especially since his relationship with Su Xiaomeng was truly special.

Seeing him staring at her like that, Su Xiaomeng felt a little embarrassed and said, "Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you recognize me?"

Yang Leiluo quickly looked away and asked, "Teacher Su, what's wrong?"

Su Xiaomeng's eyes were filled with a dark light as she said, "I have a feeling someone is plotting against me, so I'm very scared!"

"Who's plotting against you? What are they plotting against you for?"

Yang Leiluo couldn't bear to see her somber mood and quickly asked.

"I can't really explain it. I just have a feeling something's going to happen. I'm so worried about those two things, and people will gossip about them!"

Su Xiaomeng seemed somewhat embarrassed.

"Teacher Su, what is it? Just tell me!"

"Yang Leiluo, if anyone asks you about those two things that happened in the sorghum field and at the clinic, please don't admit it. Just say it didn't happen, okay?"

Su Xiaomeng looked at him expectantly, but her eyes were lowered, as if she was thinking about the embarrassing times he had seen her private parts. Thinking of those two incidents, Yang Leiluo also blushed and hurriedly said, "Teacher Su, I definitely won't admit it. Nothing happened between us!"

Yang Leiluo knew that Qu Yong had been trying to slander them both with these things, and he knew why Teacher Su was so sensitive about them.

Su Xiaomeng nodded and said, "I believe you because you're the best to me. You're like a real man!"

"I am a real man, after all. I can't allow anyone to bully you!"

Yang Leiluo said with the heroic spirit of a man protecting a weak woman.

Su Xiaomeng smiled charmingly, then talked to him about class matters for a while, before tactfully saying, "You should go back quickly. I think Feng Dongmei is unhappy!"

"Okay, I'm going then!"

Yang Leiluo was also worried that Feng Dongmei would become suspicious if he stayed too long, so he hurriedly went to get his bicycle.

But after he pushed his bicycle out, Feng Dongmei was nowhere to be seen. Yang Leiluo knew she was angry and had left first. So he went out of the school gate, got

on his bicycle, and chased after her along the way back. Yang Leiluo pedaled hard for a long time before finally seeing Feng Dongmei's figure on the path in the rapeseed field. He parked his bicycle in front of Feng Dongmei, slightly out of breath, and said, "Dongmei, why didn't you wait for me?"

Feng Dongmei's face was stern as she said, "Why would I wait for you?

What if I interrupted your conversation with Su Xiaomeng?" "She's our homeroom teacher. Shouldn't she talk to me? Why are you always so petty?"

Although Yang Leiluo was helpless, he still acted cautiously.

"I didn't say she shouldn't. Precisely because it's her duty, I didn't want to disturb you!"

Although Feng Dongmei spoke very seriously, it wasn't what she really felt. Saying this, she moved the front wheel of Yang Leiluo's bicycle aside and continued walking forward.

Yang Leiluo rode his bike a few steps to catch up with Feng Dongmei again, blocking her path once more. He patiently said, "Dongmei, can I tell you what Teacher Su asked me about? She asked me about Qu Yong's recent situation. Teacher Su is worried that if she insists on expelling Qu Yong, that scoundrel will retaliate against her. She asked me if Qu Yong has made any moves these past few days."

Of course, Yang Leiluo couldn't tell her that Teacher Su had asked him about those two things, because those were taboo matters that couldn't be explained clearly and would only make things worse if he tried to explain them. He couldn't mention them to Feng Dongmei.

Feng Dongmei's expression brightened. She remembered that Su Xiaomeng had expelled Qu Yong because he had molested her in class, and the jealousy she felt was almost buried by gratitude. She took the opportunity to avoid bringing up the matter further, instead asking curiously, "Hey, Da Lei, tell me, what's wrong with Qu Yong these past two days? Have you seen him?"

Yang Lei shook his head, recalling the incident, and said, "No, I haven't seen him since I saw him leave with Secretary Tian that day!"

As Feng Dongmei sat in the back seat, she asked again, "What do you think Qu Yong could be doing?"

"Who cares what he's doing? Do you miss him?"

Yang Lei felt an overwhelming irritation at the thought of Qu Yong, and hearing his name from Feng Dongmei's lips made him inexplicably jealous.

"Get lost, aren't you petty too? And you're talking about me!"

Feng Dongmei gently pinched him from the back seat, then casually put her arm around his waist.

Yang Leilu felt full of energy and pedaled the bicycle incredibly fast. Feng Dongmei, fearing she would fall, clung even tighter to his waist, her breasts pressing even closer. Yang Leilu reached behind him again and started touching himself, causing the bicycle to wobble slightly.

Fearing he would lose his grip and fall while so engrossed in touching her, Feng Dongmei quickly pushed his hand away, saying, "What's the difference between a man's and a woman's flesh? Why don't you just touch your own?"

"Touching my own flesh doesn't feel like anything, but touching yours gives me a real thrill!"

Yang Leilu replied, his breath hot. He felt incredibly aroused, especially his manhood.

"What's so arousing about touching my flesh?"

Feng Dongmei asked, blushing.

"It just feels good. I want to touch it every day, I'd be willing to touch it for the rest of my life!"

Yang Leilu dared not admit that touching her flesh made his manhood erect.

Feng Dongmei had been half-embracing Yang Leiluo, her hands gripping his belt buckle, but it felt a little uncomfortable. As his speed decreased, she moved her hand down slightly, only to be startled by the sudden touch of something hard beneath her palm. Even through his pants, she could feel its heat; it was large and hard. Feng Dongmei blushed immediately. But to tease him further, she deliberately touched the head of the thing again, asking, "Why is your thing hard even while riding? What are you thinking? Aren't you ashamed?" Yang Leiluo, aroused by

her touch, replied, "I was just saying, touching your flesh gets me excited, I was referring to this. It gets hard as soon as I touch you." "You pervert, your mind is dirty! Then you shouldn't touch me, lest you become indecent!"

Feng Dongmei, though shy, seemed very curious.

"I want to touch it!"

Yang Leiluo said, reaching behind her again and kneading her breasts. (
Chapter 80, March 25th: Washing and Washing Again)

Along the way, Yang Leiluo touched Feng Dongmei's breasts, and Feng Dongmei occasionally touched his erection. Both were restless, but riding the bicycle, they restrained themselves. Upon entering the village, they released their hands. Yang Leiluo rode the bicycle seriously, while Feng Dongmei sat solemnly on the back seat. When they arrived

at Feng Dongmei's house, she seemed still troubled, blushing as she entered the yard without greeting anyone. Yang Leiluo stared at Feng Dongmei until her graceful figure, centered on her round buttocks, disappeared through the gate. Only then did he ride his bicycle for less than twenty steps before turning into his own yard.

It was afternoon again, and apart from his aunt in the east room, no one else was home. Yang Leiluo entered his house and had just placed his schoolbag on the octagonal table when he heard his aunt, Cui Huahua, anxiously asking, "Who is it?" His

aunt had been guarding the entire yard, so naturally, she wanted to know who was inside. Yang Leiluo quickly replied, "Auntie, it's me, Da Lei!"

"Da Lei? Why are you back so early again today?"

Cui Huahua's voice was filled with excitement and a hint of nervousness.

"The teachers at school are studying, so we're out!"

Yang Leiluo answered loudly. For some reason, his voice was a little hurried. Perhaps it was because of the playful banter with Feng Dongmei on the way home; his heart was still pounding, and hearing his aunt's voice only fueled that turmoil.

Yang Leiluo suddenly had a strong urge to go to the east room and have his aunt wash his eyes again. Although his eyes were already healed, the wonderful feeling of his aunt washing his eyes had almost become an addiction; it was more than just a simple eye wash. The more he thought about it, the more impulsive he became, and he couldn't resist going to the east room.

His aunt's child was sleeping peacefully in the cradle. It was afternoon, and the bright sunlight made the room somewhat stuffy. Cui Huahua was only wearing her homespun vest, her large breasts bulging as if the vest was about to burst. Yang Leiluo entered the room and immediately targeted her breasts, swallowing hard.

Seeing Yang Leiluo enter so quickly, Cui Huahua seemed flustered. She hurriedly stood up from the edge of the kang (heated brick bed) and went to the washbasin in the corner of the room to wash her hands. Cui Huahua vigorously lathered her small hands with soap, then scrubbed them again and again.

Curious, Yang Leiluo asked, "Auntie, why are you washing your hands so many times?"

Cui Huahua blushed slightly, glancing at him sideways, and said, "My hands are very dirty, of course I have to wash them several times!"

"What did you do? Your hands are dirty?"

"So what if they're dirty? Why are you asking so many questions!"

Her face turned even redder.

Yang Leiluo suddenly understood: his aunt's itching had flared up again, and she had been scratching that area with her fingers while no one was in the house. He couldn't help but recall that a few days ago, when his aunt came out of the outhouse, her fingers were bright red. But today, there was no trace of menstrual blood on her fingers. He hurriedly got up and went to the basin to check, and sure enough, there was no red in the water. He was overjoyed: Could it be that his aunt's period had stopped? Yang Leiluo, restless, recalled the pinky promise he made with his aunt a few days ago in this house: "Auntie, why won't you let me? We could take this opportunity to infect me with your illness. That way, I can ask Grandpa for medicine sooner, and your illness can be cured sooner!"

"Da Lei, do you think I don't want to do that with you? I want my illness cured sooner! Yes, didn't I tell you yesterday that I'm on my period and can't do that kind of thing?"

"When will your period end?"

"It's been two days already, at least three more days. Don't worry, I'll come to you then! " "

Auntie, are you serious? You'll let me have you after your period ends? You're not lying to me?" "Auntie

isn't lying to you!" "Then let's pinky

promise, okay?"

That day, his aunt made a pinky promise with him, and she wouldn't go back on her word. Yang Leiluo watched his aunt wash her hands as if possessed, thinking about the good thing that might happen today.

Cui Huahua looked up at him in surprise. "You little rascal, what's so interesting about washing your hands?"

But she seemed to sense why Yang Leiluo was watching her wash her hands so intently, and her heart fluttered.

"I think your handwashing posture is so beautiful," Yang Leiluo said with a grin. He didn't want to ask for the details yet; he would wait until after washing his eyes. Then he retreated to the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), his eyes still fixed on Cui Huahua's every move.

Cui Huahua finally felt that her hands were clean and began to dry them with a towel. At the same time, she looked up at Yang Leiluo with her almond-shaped eyes and asked knowingly, "Da Lei, why aren't you doing your homework in your room? What are you doing in my room?"

Yang Leiluo scratched his head and said, "Auntie, I came to ask you to wash my eyes." Cui Huahua stared at his eyes for a while and said, "Aren't your eyes better? They're not red at all anymore. Why do you need to wash them?"

Yang Leiluo mumbled, "What do you mean 'better'? They're still a little blurry inside, like I can't open them properly. I need to wash them twice more before they're better!"

As he spoke, he pretended to rub his eyes.

"Oh dear, your eyes are still wide open? I've been staring at me with them wide open ever since you came in. How much wider do you want to open them?"

Cui Huahua said with a smile.

Yang Leiluo quickly squinted, making a face, and said, "They only widen when they see you. They don't usually open wide!"

"You smooth talker, why do your eyes widen when you see me? Do you open them wide whenever you see a woman's body?"

Cui Huahua playfully teased him.

"Auntie, why are you being so stingy? You have plenty of breast milk. Can't you just let me wash you a few more times? I'll repay you. Once my eyes are better, I'll treat your illness!"

Yang Leiluo was afraid she wouldn't agree, so he made sure to bring out his secret weapon.

Cui Huahua wasn't really unwilling; she was just teasing him. She said, "I just fed the baby quite a bit, so there might not be any left. I'm afraid you won't have enough!"

Yang Leiluo's eyes widened again, staring at Cui Huahua's bulging breasts. He said, "You're lying to me. Where are your breasts? They're even bigger than usual. Besides, how much could I possibly use to wash my eyes?"

Cui Huahua glared at him and said, "When have you ever just washed your eyes? Don't you want to eat your fill after washing your eyes? You little rascal!"

Yang Leiluo chuckled and said, "It's okay. I'll eat as much as is left after washing my eyes. I don't have to eat my fill!"

Cui Huahua deliberately hesitated for a moment before saying, "Alright then, quickly lie down on the edge of the kang!"

Chapter 81: Breastfeeding

Yang Leiluo was overjoyed and quickly lay down on the edge of the kang, his eyes wide open, looking at Cui Huahua. As Cui Huahua bent down, Yang Leiluo's breathing quickened. The white, delicate creature he constantly thought about was about to be revealed again, and he could already smell its milky fragrance. That scent intoxicated him, fueling his fantasies and arousing boundless desire within him.

"Close your eyes!"

Cui Huahua commanded, her face flushed as always. Although this breastfeeding-like position wasn't the first time, her heart still raced whenever he stared at her with those eyes.

"Auntie, why do you always make me close my eyes? It's like it's the first time! I've touched it, I've tasted it, what's there to be shy about!"

Yang Leiluo's cheeky words were as usual, but he found his aunt's constant shyness utterly adorable.

"You scoundrel!"

Cui Huahua cursed under her breath, but didn't make him close his eyes again. Instead, she said, "Your parents don't know I'm washing your eyes. If they found out, what would they think? Wouldn't they say I'm trying to seduce you? After this wash, don't wash them anymore. Your eyes are already healed! You're doing this on purpose!"

Although Cui Huahua longed to be close to him, she felt a little flustered. She both desired something and feared something. The desires of a widowed woman and her psychological defenses were always locked in a fierce struggle.

"I know, it seems you really don't want to wash my eyes!"

Yang Leiluo deliberately looked disappointed, muttering to himself. But in his heart, he thought, maybe next time I won't use this method.

Cui Huahua was genuinely afraid he would say such a thing, so she hurriedly said, "Who said I didn't want to wash your eyes anymore? Your eyes are already healed. If you keep doing this like you're nursing, your family will find out sooner or later. How can I stay in this house then?"

"So what if they find out? My eyes were injured, my family knows that. My mother used to wash other people's children's eyes with her breast milk!"

Yang Leiluo said logically, just wanting his aunt to wash his eyes a few more times so he could enjoy it a few more times. "Your mother washed other people's eyes when they were little kids, but how old are you?"

Cui Huahua said.

"As long as you're not married, you're still a child no matter how old you are. That's what my grandmother said when she was alive!"

Yang Leiluo seemed to say this very seriously, his eyes fixed on her alluring body.

"You're not a child anymore," Cui Huahua scolded playfully, but she felt very comfortable, thinking to herself, "Your thing is bigger than anyone else's, and you're still a child?" But she had already lifted her cotton vest, and a large, snow-white breast was already trembling in front of Yang Leiluo.

Yang Leiluo couldn't control himself when he saw her breasts. He felt that showing one wasn't enough, so he pulled out her other breast as well.

"You're fidgeting again, aren't you!"

Cui Huahua slapped his hand lightly, but only symbolically.

Yang Leiluo didn't take it seriously at all. Of course, he knew his aunt was just faking it, because it felt more like a gentle touch, even a little itchy. He chuckled and continued doing as he pleased, stroking her unused breast with the same carefree ease as an infant playing with its mother's breast. Perhaps Yang Leiluo vaguely remembered touching his own mother's breasts, but he hadn't felt anything then. Now, touching his aunt's breast felt so intense.

Cui Huahua, with his hand stroking her other breast, was immersed in an endless tingling sensation, seemingly instinctively enjoying it. This feeling almost overwhelmed all her thoughts, making her forget the action of expressing milk from her other breast.

"Auntie, did Uncle often touch your breasts before?"

Yang Leiluo asked, stroking her breasts while fantasizing about what might happen between his aunt and uncle.

"Don't mention your uncle to me again, okay? If you keep talking nonsense, I won't do it for you!"

Mentioning her deceased husband didn't ease Cui Huahua's heart. Normally, she would be sad for a long time, but at this moment, that feeling was fleeting. She was caught in an inescapable physical sensation, unable to extricate herself, because his hands were indeed touching her very comfortably. It even started to arouse the itch in her lower body again.

"Auntie, I was wrong. I shouldn't have mentioned Uncle. You'll be sad. But don't be sad. It's okay without Uncle. I'll take care of you from now on!"

Yang Leiluo changed his touch, even pinching and rolling her nipples between his fingers.

"You little rascal, don't talk nonsense, don't do that!"

Cui Huahua was warmed by his words, and at the same time, the rolling of his nipples made the tingling and itching even more unbearable. But her "don't do that" was useless; she could only endure it, a very comfortable kind of endurance. She frantically tried to put some milk into his eyes, but she couldn't stop, and some spilled out.

Her heart was almost overwhelmed by restlessness and confusion. The itching below seemed to intensify, and an unspeakable desire made her unable to resist having wild thoughts. She couldn't help but glance down at his crotch. Yang Leiluo's large tent in his pants was already erect, as if it was about to burst out. She had seen his big thing before; it was so big that it had left him speechless. It wasn't until she saw Yang Leiluo's treasure that she truly realized how insignificant that deadbeat man was. Cui Huahua was a woman in her early twenties, in the prime of her youth. Not to mention that she had that unbearable itching disease, even if she didn't have it, it had been almost a year since she had been with a man. Seeing Yang Leiluo's big thing, anyone would inevitably be tempted and yearn in the surge of desire. While putting milk into his eyes, she secretly watched his thing moving inside.

Yang Leiluo looked, pinched, and touched it, and finally couldn't resist anymore. He suddenly raised his head, cupped one of his large breasts in his hands, and without a second thought, put it in his mouth. Knowing this would happen, Cui Huahua stopped expressing milk and playfully scolded, "You greedy cat, I knew you were just pretending to wash your eyes, you just wanted to eat!" But she encouraged him, even holding his head in a position like breastfeeding a child.

Yang Leiluo really acted like a child who hadn't eaten in a long time, finishing one breast and then moving on to another. His two originally swollen breasts shrank considerably in an instant. There were even white milk droplets left on Yang Leiluo's lips.

"Look, you've stolen all the milk again. What will your little brother eat when he wakes up?"

Cui Huahua said reproachfully, holding her now swollen breasts. But this was clearly not a real scolding; she seemed to be enjoying the infinite arousal aroused by his touching, kneading, and sucking, her skin flushed.

"You'll have more milk later!"

Yang Leiluo said cheekily, his eyes still fixed on her now shriveled breasts, as if he hadn't had enough.

"You think this is a spring?"

Cui Huahua giggled, her breasts trembling, her face flushed a beautiful pink.

Yang Leiluo, seeing his aunt's captivating beauty, was instantly mesmerized. He seemed under a spell, his eyes burning with desire, and one hand stealthily slid down to her pert buttocks. At first, Cui Huahua didn't notice, but before she knew it, the button on the side of her pants had been undone, and his hand was inside her pants, freely caressing her thighs, his fingertips occasionally brushing against a sensitive spot inside her underwear. This was exactly the same situation as two days ago.

At this moment, Yang Leiluo was both unable to control himself and wanted to reach down to her private parts to check if the wad of cotton was still stuck between her legs. They had made a pinky promise to do it after her period ended. He was overjoyed; the wad of cotton was gone. He knew her period was over today. (

Chapter 82: A Man's First Time)

At this moment, Yang Leiluo was both unable to control himself and wanted to reach down to her private parts to check if the wad of cotton was still stuck between her legs. They had made a pinky promise to do it after her period ended. He was overjoyed; the wad of cotton was gone. He knew her period was over today. Cui Huahua was aroused by his touch, and worse, it aroused her symptom of illness. She felt an unbearable itching down there. She could no longer control herself, tightly hugging his body, breathing rapidly, her face flushed, her eyes glazed over, completely transformed. Even more dangerously, this time when Yang Leiluo's hand slipped inside her panties, the cotton fabric was no longer an obstacle. His fingers directly touched the hidden crevice in her pubic hair, sending a tingling, electric current through her. Yang Leiluo had discovered a paradise; his fingers clearly touched a warm, soft, and slippery place—a place he had never touched before in his life. Instantly, his blood rushed, and his manhood swelled as if it were about to burst. He explored that infinitely wonderful paradise with his hand, completely absorbed in the experience.

Just as Cui Huahua was about to collapse, a surge of reason suddenly struck her. She took a deep breath, suppressed her feelings, hurriedly pushed him away, straightened up, and cried out, "Da Lei, you can't do this, you really can't!"

Yang Lei knew what he wanted to do. His erection was about to burst through the door. Although he had never done "that" before, an instinct told him where this hard thing longed to go—to that soft, burning place where his fingers had touched his aunt's body. And this time, there was no longer the cotton cloth blocking his way; he had every reason to break through. Of course, the signal from his erection was even stronger; he could already feel the infinite wonder within, the place that all men longed to enter.

But his seemingly natural surge was suddenly stopped by his aunt. He looked at his aunt, who had once again left his body, and said breathlessly, "Auntie, why won't you let me? You had a reason last time, but this time you don't have your period anymore, do you?"

Cui Huahua was startled: this boy was really observant, he had even noticed the change in her. Seeing this, she calmed her breathing and said, "Who said I didn't have my period? How did you know?"

Yang Leiluo's eyes were burning with desire as he said, "There's no longer that thing there. Last time I touched it, there was, which means you don't have your period anymore. You can't lie to me!"

Yang Leiluo had been hoping for his aunt's period to end soon these past few days, so of course he was paying attention to this aspect of her life.

"It's less, but that doesn't mean it's gone!"

Cui Huahua still tried to cover it up out of nervousness.

"When you washed your hands earlier, I saw that there was no redness on your fingers. Last time you came out of the outhouse, your fingers were covered in blood, but this time they're not. Auntie, don't lie to me!"

Yang Leiluo exposed her with irrefutable evidence.

Knowing she couldn't hide it any longer, Cui Huahua blushed and said, "Da Lei, do you really want your aunt's body that much?"

Yang Leiluo blushed, thought for a while, and said, "I do want to, but it's not mainly for myself. It's to cure your illness. Didn't we agree that only if you infect me with that illness can we get Grandpa's medicine to cure it? Don't you want to cure your illness?"

Cui Huahua certainly wanted to, she was tormented by that illness to the point of despair. If there was any way to cure her illness, she would do anything. But when it came to actually doing "that" with Yang Leiluo, she was still apprehensive. She said conflictedly, "Of course I want to, but how can we do this?"

Yang Leiluo was really anxious and said, "Auntie, we made a pinky promise, you can't go back on your word!"

Cui Huahua lowered her head and thought for a long time, then said, "Da Lei, have you ever done 'that' with other women?"

Yang Leiluo said hurriedly, "Auntie, what are you talking about? I'm only sixteen years old, how could I have done that!"

"You really didn't do 'that' with Feng Dongmei either?"

Cui Huahua stared at him and asked.

"Really, no. I only kissed her and touched her, but nothing happened. I'm not lying to you!"

Yang Leiluo practically wanted to tear his heart out for her to see.

"Then are you sure who your wife is? Is it Feng Dongmei or Chu Erya?"

Cui Huahua asked immediately.

"Auntie, don't talk nonsense! Chu Erya and I have absolutely no feelings for each other! I've never thought about anything like that with her!"

Yang Leiluo explained earnestly.

"So, you're sure you're going to marry Feng Dongmei?"

Cui Huahua asked.

Yang Leiluo didn't understand the real meaning behind his aunt's question and felt a little uneasy. After hesitating for a while, he said, "Auntie, if you're willing to be my wife, then I won't marry Feng Dongmei!"

Cui Huahua's chest heaved violently for a moment, and she said hurriedly, "Don't talk nonsense! Don't say such things!"

"Auntie, I really want to be your wife. Don't you want to be my wife?"

Yang Leiluo looked at Cui Huahua with burning eyes.

Cui Huahua's cheeks and eyes were flushed, but she calmed her emotions and said, "Some things are better left unsaid; you can only dream about them. Don't say things like that again!"

Yang Leiluo fell silent. He knew such a thing was unlikely, but such feelings and desires often welled up in his heart. Looking at Cui Huahua, he said urgently, "Even if you can't be my wife, it's okay. I'm just letting you infect me with that disease, not us messing around! Don't you really want my grandfather's medicine?"

"Of course I want it, but I'm thinking, since you're still a virgin, your first time should be given to your own wife!"

"But I don't have a wife!"

Yang Leiluo said anxiously.

"Isn't Feng Dongmei your wife? Your first time should be given to her. I have no right to take your first time!"

Cui Huahua wasn't a malicious woman. In her mind, whether man or woman, the first time should be given to the person they are going to marry. If Yang Leiluo had no other intentions, that would be one thing, but it's highly likely that Feng Dongmei is his future wife. She and Yang Leiluo had already been immoral, and she felt sorry for Feng Dongmei. If she took his virginity as well, she would feel guilty.

Yang Leiluo seemed to understand his aunt's meaning. After thinking for a moment, he looked up and asked, "You mean if I gave my virginity to Feng Dongmei, you'd agree to do it with me?"

Cui Huahua nodded, blushing.

"Auntie, you can't go back on your word this time. We've already made a pinky promise!"

"After you give her your virginity, I'll let you have it, no regrets!"

Cui Huahua said firmly.

"Okay then, you wait. Tonight I'll take Feng Dongmei, and then I'll come back to you!"

Yang Leiluo was as confident as if he were playing a game he was good at.

Just as Yang Leiluo was about to leave, Cui Huahua stopped him again. Cui Huahua rummaged through the quilt on the kang (heated brick bed) for a while, found a piece of white cloth that wasn't new or old, and handed it to Yang Leiluo, saying, "Take this!" Yang Leiluo looked confused and asked, "Why do you need this?"

"Before you and Feng Dongmei do 'that,' put this under her, and bring it back to me when you're done! That way I'll know if you did it or not!"

Cui Huahua explained.

Yang Leiluo still didn't understand, looking at her and asking, "What's the use of this?"

"It's none of your business what it's for, just do as I say!"

Cui Huahua said mysteriously.

Although Yang Leiluo still didn't understand, he still took the white cloth.

[Chapter 83: Sneaking In

] Although Yang Leiluo had to accomplish this, he left his aunt's room to calm down. He spent the entire afternoon racking his brains thinking about his actions for tonight. Although he wasn't very confident he could do "that" with Feng Dongmei, he commanded himself that he had to.

His father didn't come home for dinner tonight; he was probably out working in the fields and eating at some production team's. After dinner, his mother, Yao Lijuan, started preparing her lessons, while Xiao Rui and Er Lei did their homework in the inner room. Yang

Lei stood beside Yao Lijuan for a while, then said, "Mom, I'm going to Feng Dongmei's house for a bit. I have a math problem to ask her!" Yang Lei anticipated being back late tonight, so he needed to tell his mother.

"Go ahead!"

Yao Lijuan agreed without even looking up. Going to Feng Dongmei's house didn't require a reason; it was a routine, and neither set of parents objected to any contact between the two children.

Yang Lei calmly left the inner room, only to meet Cui Huahua's gaze as she washed the dishes. Yang Lei made a mischievous face at Cui Huahua, who smiled, and then Yang Lei went out to take care of his important business.

Before it was completely dark, several team accountants were gathered in the courtyard of Feng Sihai, the brigade accountant. They seemed to be discussing some accounts with the brigade accountant, and because it was stuffy inside, they were talking in the courtyard. Feng Sihai was giving instructions to the team accountants in a low voice.

Yang Leiluo, of course, didn't want anyone to see him meeting with Feng Dongmei at this time, so he quietly slipped in and hid behind a cluster of cherry trees, waiting for his chance. Feng Dongmei's room was on the right side of the courtyard, and to get in, he had to cross the courtyard. Not wanting to be seen by anyone in the courtyard, he slipped out again, circled around to the back of Feng's house, and climbed over the wall. He had previously climbed over Feng Dongmei's back wall by peeking through the half-open back window of her room. He was immediately delighted, thinking the opportunity was quite good. The room was lit, and only Feng Dongmei was inside. Feng Dongmei seemed to be reciting classical Chinese texts. Yang Leiluo raised his hand and knocked on the window, but Feng Dongmei was so engrossed in her recitation that she didn't hear him. Seeing the window was half-open, Yang Leiluo widened it, leaped up, and climbed into the room.

Feng Dongmei, startled by the sudden appearance of a figure, was terrified, dropping her textbook. She opened her mouth to scream, but Yang Leiluo covered her mouth and quickly pulled her to the edge of the kang (heated brick bed). Feng Dongmei was terrified, kicking her legs wildly, kicking off her shoes, revealing her two delicate, snow-white feet. Today, seeing every inch of Feng Dongmei's skin filled him with an unusually strong desire.

Yang Leiluo pressed Feng Dongmei down on the edge of the kang, making sure she saw him. Seeing it was Yang Leiluo, Feng Dongmei stopped struggling, glaring at him fiercely, still somewhat shaken. Yang Leiluo couldn't resist pulling her into his arms, kissing her, and still covering her mouth. Feng Dongmei made soft moaning sounds and shook her head.

Yang Leiluo knew this house was dangerous; it wasn't a place to talk or do anything. He whispered, "Dongmei, I have something extremely important to tell you. Come out with me!" Then he released Feng Dongmei.

Feng Dongmei finally caught her breath. Hearing that it was urgent, and knowing they couldn't talk inside, she nervously said, "There are people in the yard! We can't get out!"

"Let's go through the back door!"

Yang Leiluo was a frequent visitor and knew her house like the back of his hand, so he suggested.

Feng Dongmei had no choice but to agree. She put on her shoes, blew out the light in the house, and the two climbed out of the back window, feeling their way along the wall to the back gate. But when they got close, they found the back gate was locked. They were dumbfounded.

"Dongmei, let's climb over!"

This obstacle was no problem for Yang Leiluo; even if it were a bigger obstacle, he would overcome it tonight.

Feng Dongmei glanced timidly at the back wall, which was taller than a person. She dared not climb it, nor could she. She said, "I can't get over."

"It's okay, you can sit on my shoulders, and I'll lift you up!"

Yang Leiluo said, squatting down.

"Da Lei, women can't ride on men, it's unlucky, that's what the old folks say!"

Feng Dongmei looked at Yang Leiluo squatting there, somewhat unwilling.

"Dongmei, aren't you a materialist? You still believe in this? Even if it's true, I'm not afraid. If you like it, you can ride on me for life!"

Yang Leiluo wanted to please her obediently tonight.

"I don't want to ride on you!"

Feng Dongmei seemed quite pleased, but patted him on the head.

"You and I will ride on you!"

Yang Leiluo chuckled. But he was punished with a small pinch from Feng Dongmei's hand.

Feng Dongmei nervously climbed onto Yang Leiluo's neck, her legs dangling on either side, trembling slightly. Yang Leiluo quickly hugged Feng Dongmei's legs and tentatively stood up. A gust of evening wind swept past the eaves, causing Feng Dongmei to sway. She quickly grabbed Yang Leiluo's head .

"Dongmei, don't be afraid, I'm holding you. Sit on the wall and don't move, I'll carry you down!" Yang Leiluo told her. Feng Dongmei clung to Yang Leiluo's head, afraid to straighten up, as she couldn't reach the top of the wall. Because she had to use her hands to reach the wall, she had to let go of Yang Leiluo's head. Her sensitive area between her legs felt uncomfortable as it slid against his neck, a tingling, itchy sensation that pierced her heart—a feeling she couldn't describe. She tried several times to grab the wall but couldn't reach it, which made her want to urinate. She hurriedly cried out, "Dalei, put me down first, I need to pee!" Yang Leiluo was startled and quickly put her down. But Feng Dongmei, squatting against the wall, couldn't urinate no matter how hard she tried. Yang Leiluo listened for a long time but didn't hear any water flow, wondering if she couldn't urinate. This reminded him of the time he accompanied Su Xiaomeng to the toilet and she couldn't urinate either. He wondered if a man's breath could block a woman's bladder. A tabby cat was catching a mouse by the wall, and as it approached, Yang Leiluo stomped his foot, and the cat suddenly darted towards the corner. Feng Dongmei felt something furry slide past her, and without even pulling up her pants, she cried out and jumped into Yang Leiluo's arms. "It's just a tabby cat, don't be afraid!" Yang Leiluo hugged Feng Dongmei's waist, comforting her, while simultaneously pulling up her pants. "You scared me to death!" Feng Dongmei was still shaken, clinging to Yang Leiluo. "Dongmei, are you done urinating?" Yang Leiluo, eager to get out and fulfill his desire for the night, asked. "I can't urinate," Feng Dongmei answered in a low voice, clearly shy. "Is it because I was looking at you?" Yang Leiluo asked. "How could you see me in such darkness?" Feng Dongmei became even more embarrassed. "Then let's keep climbing over the wall!" Yang Leiluo said, squatting down again. This time, Feng Dongmei tried a different approach, holding his head and sitting on one of his shoulders. Although this was more strenuous for Yang Leiluo, he was light and strong, so it wasn't a problem. Yang Leiluo lifted Feng Dongmei up again, this time on tiptoe, and Feng Dongmei finally reached the top of the wall, slowly moving her body up. Yang Leiluo easily climbed onto the wall, picked up Feng Dongmei, and jumped down, landing on the other side. Chapter 84: On the Flower-Scented Wedding Bed "Then let's keep climbing!" Yang Leiluo said, squatting down again. This time, Feng Dongmei tried a different approach, holding his head and sitting on one of his shoulders. Although this was more strenuous for Yang Leiluo, he was light and strong, so it wasn't a problem. Yang Leiluo lifted Feng Dongmei up again, this time on tiptoe, and Feng Dongmei finally reached the top of the wall, slowly moving her body up. Yang Leiluo easily climbed onto the wall, picked up Feng Dongmei, and jumped down, landing on the other side. Outside the back wall was a patch of overgrown grass, covered with lush alfalfa, soft and fragrant. The two rolled onto the grass, Feng Dongmei initially on top of Yang Leiluo, but soon Yang Leiluo reversed the position, both giggling with excitement. Feng Dongmei had just showered, her body smelling wonderful, blending beautifully with the scent of the alfalfa, instantly intoxicating Yang Leiluo. He felt that everything was already going smoothly, requiring no further preparation. In his hazy state, Yang Leiluo touched the cuff of her shirt, secretly unbuttoning it. Feng Dongmei's exposed skin was whiter than moonlight. Yang Leiluo's hands trembled uncontrollably as he lifted her undershirt, finally pressing his hand against her two full breasts. Although Feng Dongmei felt a little surprised, it wasn't the first time he had touched her body, so she wasn't too nervous, quietly enjoying the sensation. Yang Leiluo felt that this flesh was different from his aunt's; it possessed the unique fullness and delicate tenderness of a young girl, which excited him even more. He immediately recalled the wonderful feeling of drinking his aunt's breast milk, imagining whether there was milk in her purse, and couldn't resist bringing his mouth close, gently taking it in his mouth, and softly sucking. Although he didn't draw any milk, the cherry-like little round head, swirling around with his tongue, was such a wonderful sensation. "It tickles!" Feng Dongmei softly cried out, a soft sizzling sound coming from her throat. Yang Leiluo became even more unrestrained, his hands roaming over her body. The girl's body was slender and smooth, trembling slightly under the movement of his palms. "Da Lei, get up quickly." "Dongmei, I like you, I miss you," Yang Lei whispered, continuing to kiss his way down her snow-white belly. His warm, smooth lips pressed against Feng Dongmei's skin, instantly sending her into ecstasy. Feng Dongmei couldn't help but hug Yang Lei tightly. Yang Lei's erection swelled, he wanted to explode, he wanted to reach that longed-for place. The girl he loved was beneath him; how could he not be filled with fervor? Yang Lei had already quietly unbuttoned her pants, then suddenly pulled them down, bringing Feng Dongmei's pants down to her knees. Her snow-white body was exposed to his nose, and he immediately felt a surge of breathlessness, thinking that tonight's good fortune was about to arrive so easily. "Da Lei, what are you trying to do? You beast!" " The girl's instinctive fear woke Feng Dongmei up, and she inexplicably slapped Yang Leiluo across the face. Yang Leiluo was also jolted awake, thinking, 'Wouldn't this be rape? I can't do this to her; I've been too hasty. I haven't even explained myself properly yet.' So he hurriedly said, 'Dongmei, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry, I...' and quickly picked her up. Feng Dongmei also regretted hitting him, stroking his face and asking, 'Does it hurt?' 'No, it doesn't hurt. You deserved it!' Yang Leiluo said with a smile. "

Feng Dongmei chuckled, "You shameless rascal!"

Then, while adjusting her vest that he had pulled up, she asked, "You said you had something important to say, what is it?"

Yang Leiluo scratched his head, stammering for a long time before asking tactfully, "Dongmei, do you like me or Qu Yong?"

Feng Dongmei's face immediately darkened, and she exclaimed, "What do you mean by that? Do I have any relationship with Qu Yong? I rarely even talk to him. But you've touched everything about my body, how could you do this? I hate you!"

Yang Leiluo quickly smiled apologetically, "I know you have no feelings for him, but he does. He told me he won't give up until he wins you over, I'm not sure what to do!"

"It's his business if he pursues me, what's it to me? Just like Chu Erya pursuing you, I'm not sure what to do either, what am I supposed to say?"

Feng Dongmei seemed genuinely annoyed.

Yang Leiluo seemed to have found a good excuse and hurriedly said, "Since neither of us is sure, let's find a way to put our minds at ease!"

"How can we put our minds at ease? What do you mean?"

Feng Dongmei asked warily. At the same time, she nervously buttoned her shirt.

Yang Leiluo still said indirectly, "Then let's get engaged. Once we're engaged, neither of us can leave!"

"Engaged? Didn't our two families arrange a marriage for us since childhood? How can we get engaged again?"

Feng Dongmei asked, puzzled.

"That's unreliable. That's just a verbal agreement. Even if they both agree, it's useless. It's you and me who are afraid of changes. You don't trust me, and I don't trust you. We need to be truly engaged to be safe!"

"Then what do you want to do?"

Feng Dongmei was still full of doubt.

"We'll secretly become husband and wife. That way, neither of us will have any wandering thoughts!"

Yang Leiluo finally revealed his true purpose.

Feng Dongmei suddenly realized what was going on and exclaimed, "So, you still want to do 'that,' huh? You came to me tonight with ulterior motives, didn't you?"

Fearing she would get angry and leave, Yang Leiluo quickly explained, "I was just discussing it with you. If I wanted that, would I have let you go earlier? Think about it, if we actually did it as husband and wife, even just once, wouldn't we both feel at ease?"

Feng Dongmei thought carefully for a long time, still hesitant, and said, "I won't do it. That would be you getting the better deal. You might feel at ease, but I wouldn't. A girl's body..." "Whoever I give myself to, I'll stay with them. But you men can't guarantee that. I've given you my body, can you guarantee you won't change your mind? I don't believe it."

To achieve his goal, and because he genuinely wanted to marry her in the future, Yang Leiluo swore an oath: "Dongmei, I promise you, as long as we have sex, I promise I'll marry you. If I change my mind, may I be struck by lightning!"

A sixteen-year-old girl would be moved by such a solemn vow. She lowered her head and thought for a long time before saying, "Then will you still pay attention to Chu Erya?"

"Dongmei, there's nothing between me and Chu Erya. You're just imagining things!"

Yang Leiluo explained anxiously.

"How could I be thinking nonsense? I'm not blind, she's interested in you, I can see it!"

"Even if she's interested in me, it doesn't matter, I'm not interested in her. In my heart, you're already my wife. I wanted to be with you like this today just to put your mind at ease." "Just tell me, will you still talk to her or not?"

Feng Dongmei asked stubbornly.

"But what does it mean to talk to her? It can't be that we don't even talk to each other anymore, can it? That would be too heartless."

Yang Leiluo really couldn't accept such a condition. Chu Erya was too pitiful. If even he didn't talk to her anymore, the blow to her would be enormous.

Feng Dongmei blinked and thought for a moment, then said, "We can talk when we meet, but not too much, and we can't talk for more than five minutes. I'm not being too harsh on you, am I?"

Yang Leiluo genuinely felt that given Feng Dongmei's personality, this concession was already quite remarkable. Although he still didn't want to agree, he knew that if he didn't, he wouldn't get what he wanted tonight, so he hardened his heart and said, "Okay, I promise you. I'll talk to her less in the future. Is that

alright?" "What if you don't keep your word? I've given myself to you, and now I can't take her back?"

"Dongmei, I promise to do as you ask. Besides, think about it, is there any possibility between me and Chu Erya? Even if I don't care about family background or anything, the facts are there, it's simply impossible for us!"

Feng Dongmei seemed to be wavering, saying, "You just need to know this: the proletariat and the reactionary class are irreconcilable. If you don't want your future to be ruined, stay away from her!"

"Of course I know, we're the perfect match. Let's consummate our marriage tonight, right here on this fragrant wedding bed, okay?"

Yang Leiluo said, pulling her into his arms again.

[Chapter 85: Itchy and Trembling

] Feng Dongmei was also intoxicated by his embrace

, and she hugged him tightly in return. They couldn't help but kiss again. When Yang Leiluo's hand reached to unbutton her clothes, Feng Dongmei pushed his hand away, saying, "What's the rush? Do you want to do it tonight? I need to think about it. I'll tell you tomorrow, okay?"

She stood up.

Yang Leiluo knew that pushing her too hard would anger her; as long as she was willing, it meant she wouldn't refuse. Tomorrow it is. He said, "Dongmei, I won't force you. Let me take you back!"

"Oh, I haven't finished reciting the classical Chinese text yet!"

Feng Dongmei stood up and straightened her clothes. But looking up at the high earthen wall, she said with lingering fear, "Go listen in the front yard to see if those people have left. If they're not in the yard, we'll go in through the front gate to avoid the trouble of climbing the wall!"

Yang Leiluo thought it was a good idea; climbing the wall was indeed tiring. So he walked around the wall to the front yard and listened carefully for a while. Sure enough, the yard was quiet. He hurriedly went back to the back wall, took Feng Dongmei's hand, and said, "No one's here. Let me take you back from the front!"

Yang Leiluo took Feng Dongmei home from the front yard. He seemed to want to stay in Feng Dongmei's room for a while. Feng Dongmei didn't say no to him coming in. The two of them quietly opened the wooden door and walked towards Feng Dongmei's room. Because it was night, the wary big yellow dog jumped out of its kennel, barking. The two were quite frightened, but luckily the dog recognized Feng Dongmei's scent and ran to her side, sniffing her affectionately.

However, the dog seemed less friendly towards Yang Leiluo, whimpering softly.

"I'm her man, don't bite me!"

Yang Leiluo grinned at the dog. The dog seemed to truly understand human emotions, wagging its tail and running away. Yang Leiluo found it amusing and exciting; the dog seemed to be fulfilling his wishes for the evening.

Feng Dongmei smiled, but immediately whispered, "I can't go in through the door, lest my father hear the noise. I can go in through the front window!"

Although their families didn't restrict their interactions, they still needed to be cautious about overly intimate behavior.

Suddenly, Yang Leiluo picked Feng Dongmei up and steadily walked towards the window. The front window was open, but there was no sound from inside. Yang Leiluo asked, "Why aren't your two younger brothers inside?"

"They went to my grandma's with my mom and won't be back tonight!"

Feng Dongmei whispered in his ear.

Yang Leiluo's heart skipped a beat, and the thought he had just dismissed resurfaced: tonight was a perfect opportunity, she was all alone in her room! Yang Leiluo went to the windowsill, helped Feng Dongmei into the open window, and then jumped in himself without hesitation.

"Who let you in? Go back inside!"

Feng Dongmei became nervous again.

"A golden opportunity! You're all alone tonight, perfect for our wedding night!" Yang Leiluo whispered in her ear. "Da Lei, don't be silly, my dad's still in the east room, he'll hear us and something bad will happen!" Feng Dongmei became even more nervous. "Our marriage was arranged by them, what are you afraid of?"

Yang Leiluo encouraged her confidently. "That still won't do, it's so embarrassing!" "It's okay, I won't make a sound!" Feng Dongmei had no choice but to sit with him on the edge of the kang (heated brick bed). Yang Leilu put his arm around Feng Dongmei's shoulder, resting his head on her bouncy chest. Feng Dongmei's breathing was heavy, her chest rising and falling, a feeling that was indescribable. After a while, Feng Dongmei got up and said, "Dalei, you should go back. I'm sleepy and want to sleep!" "Then I'll sleep with you!" Yang Leilu gently laid Feng Dongmei down, and she lay down on the kang (heated brick bed), and he lay down as well. "Dalei, we can't do this. If I sleep with you for one night, I'll get pregnant!" Feng Dongmei said nervously. Yang Leilu chuckled and said, "No, you're so silly!" "Really, that's what all the women in the village say!" Feng Dongmei said shyly. "Dongmei, how did you learn about hygiene? As long as the sperm doesn't go inside a woman's body, just sleeping won't give birth!" Yang Leilu said, kicking off his shoes and rolling around with Feng Dongmei. "Dalei, don't you dare take off my pants!" Feng Dongmei said nervously, wary of his outstretched hand. Yang Leiluo simply hummed in agreement and began to hug and caress Feng Dongmei, feeling it was the most wonderful thing in the world. Every part of Feng Dongmei's body was fragrant, soft, and smooth, exciting him immensely. He even thought he could forget about food just by holding her. Feng Dongmei also enjoyed his caresses; his hands seemed to have magic, providing a comfortable sensation wherever they touched. The two young lovers, experiencing their first stirrings of love, gradually grew to desire each other. Feng Dongmei felt an intense itch and wetness down there, which was quite uncomfortable. More importantly, Yang Leiluo had something hard pressing against her, making her flustered and confused. "Dongmei, I want to touch you!" Yang Leiluo said breathlessly. Feng Dongmei hummed in agreement, gently parting her legs, seemingly welcoming her own desire. Yang Leiluo reached for Feng Dongmei's secret place, and he almost fainted. The soft, slippery feeling was so wonderful; his heart was itching. Feng Dongmei thought that his touching there would make her feel better, but it only added fuel to the fire, making her tremble with itchiness. "Dongmei, what's wrong?" Yang Leiluo noticed her unusual behavior and asked. "I feel uncomfortable!" Feng Dongmei said. "Dongmei, I feel uncomfortable too, what should I do?" Yang Leiluo became even more impulsive, his fingers searching for her mysterious entrance, and he finally found it. Feng Dongmei trembled even more violently, and a liquid flowed out, making her feel ashamed. Both of them were surprised, not knowing what it was. Feng Dongmei hurriedly cried out, "Da Lei, take your hand away, I'm so embarrassed!" "Dongmei, I can't stand it either, what should I do?" Yang Leiluo was only thinking about that mysterious entrance. "How should I know what to do?" "Dongmei, touch me too, I feel uncomfortable!" Yang Leiluo grabbed her hand and guided her to touch that place. "I'm scared," Feng Dongmei had already touched that hard object, and was both curious and terrified, only gently scratching his pants with her fingers. "Don't be afraid, it won't bite!" Yang Leiluo encouraged her. Feng Dongmei chuckled, relaxing her mind and gently reaching inside. She gasped in shock; it was enormous, far larger than she had imagined. And the more she touched it, the bigger it became. "Da Lei, how could this be? It's terrifying, so big!" she exclaimed, unable to resist stroking it, feeling the veins throbbing violently in her palm. Yang Lei finally couldn't resist any longer, flipping her over and pinning her beneath him.

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