[Urban] Enticing Fertile Fields: Aunt's Fertile Soil (Complete) - 28-30

113: Forcing Husband to Sell Prostitutes

113: Forcing Husband to Sell Prostitutes Liu Jin's words and actions made Fan Xia realize that the obstacles standing between her and Hao Tian were no small matter, and Zhao Yun's interference was obvious.

An invisible hand cast an invisible net; though unseen, it could be felt. Chang Hongyun didn't come home, Liu Jin suddenly returned, and Zhao Yun appeared and disappeared mysteriously. On the surface, he ignored her, but it was clear that he was the one pulling the strings behind the scenes. She increasingly felt that she couldn't help but suspect Zhao Yun because she understood his modus operandi.

Originally, she thought Zhao Yun wouldn't take this matter to heart, and as long as she remained firm, he wouldn't be able to do anything about it. Since he had given up, he wouldn't waste his energy on this matter. Even if he still tried to get close to her, she ignored him, thinking he wasn't scary. After she gave him a hard time that time, he obediently gave in, and Fan Xia thought that once he was helpless against her, he would back down.

But Liu Jin's actions towards her suddenly made her feel that things were very bad; it was definitely Zhao Yun manipulating things behind the scenes. Liu Jin wasn't that kind of person. Without someone manipulating him behind the scenes, he wouldn't dare act so recklessly in the office. Zhao Yun's intention in personally informing him of Liu Jin's return was clear.

Fan Xia understood perfectly well that she was under Zhao Yun's control. Power is something one cannot help but fear, because power can ruin a person's reputation with a single word. Using power, one can transform unspeakable schemes into seemingly legitimate reasons.

If Zhao Yun didn't want her to remain the head of the township women's federation, it would be a simple matter of a single word, requiring little effort. There were many reasons, and they were quite sufficient. Just the fact that she didn't have a college diploma meant she could be removed immediately, and that she had served in the position for many years without particularly outstanding performance was also a valid reason. If it weren't for Zhao Yun's recommendation, she would have been removed last time, or even the time before that.

Zhao Yun had clearly laid out two paths for Fan Xia: one was to succumb to his scheme, abandon her idea of marrying Haotian, and gradually resume her secret affair with him; the other was to resign as the head of the women's federation, causing her to plummet in the eyes of the people.

But she was unwilling to take either path Zhao Yun had laid out for her! Working for the Women's Federation, she frequently attended meetings and studied policy documents, understanding that women should use legal means to protect their rights. However, as the director of the Women's Federation, she deeply felt that this role didn't fall under that category. Pursuing her own happiness, marrying the person she loved after divorcing Chang Hongyun, was something no one could interfere with if someone objected.

She worried that if Haotian stepped down as director, people would become contemptuous of her and gradually look down on her as well. This worry was buried deep in her heart; she dared not tell Haotian, knowing that if she did, he would simply say there was nothing to worry about. But she doubted whether Haotian could keep his promise.

Perhaps this was a thought stemming from their age difference, or perhaps it was because Fan Xia considered things too thoroughly.

Fan Xia now deeply felt that Zhao Yun was secretly competing with her, and the two paths he had laid out for her were inescapable; she would have to take the other.

She had considered this, but Haotian spoke so lightly. He couldn't help her at all; what should she do? She was completely lost. If when Haotian first returned, her desire to start a family with him was like children playing house, it had now blossomed into a deep and devoted love.

Although she threatened to never speak to him again, the reason she did so was because she deeply loved him. She knew that if he truly loved her, he would fear her ignoring him.

Now, she dared not even consider not marrying Haotian, and she knew that Haotian was the one most unable to accept such a fact. They were deeply in love, unable to extricate themselves, as if possessed by a demon, unable to control themselves.

Fan Xia couldn't deceive herself; when she was with Haotian, her heart was filled with joy and expansiveness. Even when faced with difficulties or setbacks, she wasn't always troubled by sorrow. A tender kiss, a playful tease, a secret poke—all would bring her a sense of refreshment. Such a beautiful feeling, such sincere love, was simply indescribable.

"Don't overthink it,"

Fan Xia comforted herself, "As long as we can be together, whatever happens, happens!"

Fan Xia's thoughts seemed to have taken a turn for the better. There are gains and losses; you can't have

your cake and eat it too. You always have to give up one; it's impossible to have it all. Helping Haotian farm well and having a child with him—how happy that would be! Not doing the Women's Federation work, what people think doesn't matter. Besides, a few friends are enough; as many as you want is fine.

She sorted out her thoughts, and her worries quickly turned into a sense of cheerfulness. She was no longer worried about Zhao Yun's scheme to manipulate Liu Jin into ruining her relationship with Haotian. She knew that during the opera performance, people at work weren't as stressed as usual, so she turned on the TV to watch some.

Haotian, after seeing Niu Li return to his daughter's house, went home. Seeing Fan Xia watching TV, he laughed and said to her, "That old guy went back to his daughter's house. He wanted to drink sometime this morning. Maybe he's just drinking to embolden

himself to act like a hooligan." After Fan Xia got home, she didn't think much about Niu Li's harassment. She only called Hao Tian because she was afraid he might do something indecent under the influence of alcohol. She just wanted to stay far away from that kind of person in the future and not talk to him. When Hao Tian brought it up, it brought up Liu Jin's attempt to rape her again, so she said, "I was cursed today. It's nothing. I used a trick to escape from the office."

"What happened in the office?"

Hao Tian asked in surprise.

Fan Xia hadn't planned to talk about Liu Jin, afraid that the young man would act impulsively and get angry, but after some internal reflection, she felt it was better to tell Hao Tian. At the same time, she told Hao Tian about Zhao Yun's behind-the-scenes manipulation.

Contrary to her expectations, Haotian didn't get angry. Instead, he calmly told Fan Xia, "A gentleman takes revenge even after ten years. Zhao Yun has power now, so we can't openly fight him. But I've already thought of a way to deal with him. By then, even if he calls me 'Grandpa,' it won't matter. Don't be fooled by his current smugness; he can do whatever he wants with ease."

"Oh! What you're saying makes me see you in a new light. You truly are my ideal man!"

Fan Xia had been afraid Haotian would get angry, but she hadn't expected him to react this way.

Haotian looked into Fanxia's eyes, which were as clear as a lake, and saw the light of excitement and love in them. He rushed over and kissed Fanxia's face and lips and cheeks repeatedly, exclaiming, "So fragrant! So fragrant!"

Fanxia was greatly aroused by Haotian's enthusiasm. Afraid of arousing him further and making him unable to resist being intimate with her, she deliberately avoided the topic of intimacy and asked, "Last night, I didn't sing very well. After all, it's been a long time since I've been on stage."

"That's not bad! Everyone said you sang really well! You can tell from the applause. Everyone is looking forward to you performing 'Beating the Golden Branch'! I heard many people say that if it weren't for you performing, there wouldn't be so many people watching the play. Did the village chief tell you? He wants you to sing a short a cappella performance every night, to compete with the best singers in this troupe. He also said that he won't sing folk songs anymore because people prefer grand operas with big tunes and elaborate melodies."

Haotian said, sitting on the sofa and touching Fanxia's hand.

“How could he not tell me? He stood on the stage all night, talking to the troupe leader about giving extra pay to the singers who did a cappella. He told me it was something he and Liu Chunmei had agreed to do, and Liu Chunmei was willing to pay. Liu Chunmei loves watching operas; every year when the village puts on an opera, she makes sure to come back for a few days, no matter how busy she is,”

Fan Xia said.

Before Fan Xia could finish speaking, her phone rang. She picked it up and saw it was the village chief calling, asking her to come to the village committee. She washed her face and hurried off. Hao Tian went out with her to the construction site.

The workers all knew about Fan Xia and Hao Tian's upcoming marriage. Liu Mei's husband, Gao Shuanzhu, jokingly told Hao Tian, "The foundation's all laid! Captain Gao said this is going to be a house for a handsome couple, so you two have to take extra care to build it well! We've all pledged that even an earthquake of magnitude 8 won't stop you

two from enjoying your time together!" "Shuanzhu, stop trying to make him happy! Instead of finding a way to properly renovate the house for your wife, what did you say?"

Fan Xia scolded Gao Shuanzhu and turned to leave.

"I'll definitely renovate it after your baby is born!"

Gao Shuanzhu shouted, watching Fan Xia's retreating figure.

Fan Xia pretended not to hear, but a thought was sparked by Gao Shuanzhu's joke: after the performance, she would find a way to remove her IUD and prepare for childbirth.

Haotian's face beamed with a happy smile. At that moment, Fan Xia's father was nowhere to be seen at the construction site, so Gao Shuanzhu and the other workers continued to tease Haotian, who didn't respond, letting them talk as they pleased, secretly delighted.

When Haotian saw Fan Xia's father returning from the west, he received a call from an unknown number. He answered and saw it was Liu Ming. Liu Ming asked Haotian to come to his house, and Haotian asked what was wrong. Liu Ming said, "You'll know when you get here."

Haotian felt a knot in his heart, wondering if he was still bothered by that matter, but then he thought, "If you can't let me go, I'll expose you."

So he greeted Fan Xia's father and headed to Liu Ming's house.

Liu Ming was waiting at the door. When he saw Haotian, his expression was very unpleasant. He said, "Go home, Shengzhong is calling you," and left.

As soon as Haotian entered the courtyard, Liu Shengzhong came out, looking slightly ashamed. He scratched his head, approached Haotian, and said, "Can you do me a favor? He wants a divorce, you'd better persuade him!"

"Divorce? Why are you asking me? Can I persuade him?"

Haotian asked, puzzled.

"Guoxiang said so, you'll know when you get back,"

Liu Shengzhong said, and left.

Haotian was about to leave, fearing something was amiss. Just as he was about to turn back, Zhen Guoxiang came out.

"Haotian, come back, I have something to tell you,"

Zhen Guoxiang said in a very gentle tone.

Haotian turned around and saw that Zhen Guoxiang was dressed beautifully, as if she were attending a respectable banquet, and felt a little embarrassed to leave.

Turning back, Zhen Guoxiang let him in. Just as he was wondering what she was up to, Zhen Guoxiang hugged him from behind.

"What are you doing all day?"

Haotian shook off Zhen Guoxiang.

Zhen Guoxiang actually cried.

"How strange, I really don't understand what you're doing? You can't play tricks on me, and I won't let you play tricks on me like that,"

Haotian said angrily.

"What did they tell you?"

Zhen Guoxiang asked.

Haotian then recounted the whole story to Zhen Guoxiang.

"The older one is too embarrassed to say, and the younger one is too embarrassed to say either. Look at their smug faces. I want a divorce, and they won't confess anymore. I made a condition, and they all agreed, but they won't tell you. They won't tell me, but I will. I'll tell them to make you sleep with me."

Zhen Guoxiang stopped crying and bluntly stated this.

"Do you think I'm just a breeding partner? You're really stupid to say and do such things!"

Haotian finished angrily and stormed out, feeling both angry and ridiculous.

114: Talking While Having Sex

114: Talking While Having Sex Seeing Haotian leave, Zhen Guoxiang quickly opened the door and said, "I have something important to tell you. Come back, or I'll eat you alive!"

Hearing Zhen Guoxiang call him back, Haotian wondered what a woman could possibly do to him. He was already at the front door, but he turned back.

"Zhao Yun is plotting against you behind your back. Your marriage to Fan Xia is off!"

Zhen Guoxiang actually said this.

"What? How do you know?"

Haotian asked in surprise.

"Do you really want to know? If you want to know, you have to be with me. If you're with me, I'll tell you."

Zhen Guoxiang made a condition.

"If you tell me, I'll be with you. If you don't, I won't talk to you."

Haotian's attitude was firm.

"No way! How about this? We can play around, and I'll tell you while we play."

Zhen Guoxiang made another demand.

"Then lock the door. You can't lie to me!"

Haotian was somewhat suspicious.

"May I be struck by lightning if I lied to you! She loves you so much, why would she lie to you!"

Zhen Guoxiang winked at Haotian, then went out to lock the door.

When she returned, she threw herself into Haotian's arms and said, "If you weren't so handsome, making everyone swoon, you'd be in jail by now!"

"What have I done to deserve this?"

Haotian asked urgently.

Zhen Guoxiang didn't answer; instead, she began to caress Haotian's crotch.

"The village is putting on an opera; why hasn't your mother-in-law come back? Where did she go?"

Haotian feared that Liu Shengzhong and his son Liu Ming were behind it all, so he decided to start by asking about Zhen Guoxiang's mother-in-law to find out the truth. He thought that as long as she didn't take off her clothes and didn't penetrate him, he wouldn't be afraid.

“He’s in the hospital, my daughter went to stay with him, and Liu Shengzhong came back to get money. That day, his father caught us and forced me to sleep with him. I only complied to protect you. I told him that if they didn’t make me sleep with you, I would get a divorce. It was my idea for them to bring you here.”

Zhen Guoxiang had already pulled Haotian’s penis out of her forked fork. “This thing feels so good, I love it.”

Haotian finally understood what had happened. He felt that Zhen Guoxiang’s words were true, and he knew that Zhen Guoxiang genuinely liked him. So he started to fondle her breasts. Zhen Guoxiang’s breasts were hard, and they felt quite pleasant to touch.

“These are really nice to touch. I saw you doing it with that old man in Yang Lianfang’s field that day. You seemed quite willing and eager to do it?”

Haotian said as he began to undress Zhen Guoxiang.

"What? How did you get there?"

"I had nothing to do, so I wandered around and walked to the edge of the grove. Suddenly, I remembered to check out that area, and that's how I saw it. You're really despicable!"

Haotian had already aroused Zhen Guoxiang's desire.

Looking at her small nipples and white breasts, he couldn't help but suck on one of her nipples. Zhen Guoxiang squinted her eyes and let out an alluring moan.

Haotian quickly stripped Zhen Guoxiang naked, made her lie face down on the edge of the bed, and then took her delicate, white body into his arms.

Zhen Guoxiang felt great pleasure from Haotian's caresses. To get Haotian to have sex with her properly, she flattered him without asking any questions, saying, "If I didn't love you, I would have captured you alive in the cornfield that day. Do you want to know what happened?"

"Of course I want to know, good baby. Tell me clearly, and I'll make you feel good."

Haotian made Zhen Guoxiang stand up, hugged her, and kissed her. Zhen Guoxiang stuck out her tongue, and Haotian watched and sucked on it.

"Then tell me,"

Haotian pulled away from Zhen Guoxiang's mouth and began to caress her nipples again.

"I told Zhao Yun I wanted to be the village women's federation director, but Liu Chunmei is only focused on running her shop in the city and doesn't care about the village's women's federation work. It's been months since I told her, and she said to wait and see. I've been waiting for a reply, but I haven't received one. When you and Fan Xia went back to Gaojiawan, he sent word to call me to his office, telling me to find another woman who could seduce you. That's when I remembered asking Yang Lianfang.

"I knew you'd like Yang Lianfang, so I decided to give it a try. I told her about your big... you know... and we even watched a foreign film together. Yang Lianfang initially scolded me, but I could tell she was just being sarcastic; I was actually willing. Her husband hasn't been back for a long time, and she's itching for something, so I told her, 'Let's seduce you sometime.'"

“I happened to run into Liu Mei and the other two that day, so I suggested taking you down. You know, all the women really wanted you to do it, even Liu Mei was willing. My plan was to secretly call the Party Secretary while you were with them, following Zhao Yun’s instructions, and ask him to bring some people to arrest you,”

Zhen Guoxiang said, hugging Haotian tightly.

“Even if the Party Secretary arrests me, what can he do to me? You all agreed to let me do it, I didn’t rape you,”

Haotian said.

“You don’t know, if I really did what Zhao Yun taught me, when the Party Secretary brought people, I would say that you raped Yang Lianfang, and Yang Lianfang called for help, and we heard it and came,”

Zhen Guoxiang said.

“Yang Lianfang definitely wouldn’t say I raped her!”

Haotian said.

“Yang Lianfang is a woman who cares about her reputation. She’s never been married before, and she can’t save face, so how could she say it was her own choice!”

Zhen Guoxiang said.

“You mean I should thank you, right?”

Haotian said.

“Of course, don’t underestimate me. If I really cared about you, you wouldn’t be alive in Guyang Village anymore. Your desire to marry Fan Xia is just a pipe dream,”

Zhen Guoxiang said.

Haotian thought, “She’s so naive, looking at things too simply.” But anyway, Zhen Guoxiang had told the truth, and he quite liked her tender little pussy, so he decided to have some fun with her.

“Enough, let’s stop talking. We’ll talk after you’ve had your fill,”

Haotian said.

Zhen Guoxiang spread out the bedding on the kang (heated brick bed) and called Haotian to get on. After Haotian went outside to relieve himself, he came back, took off his clothes, and his hot, hard penis sprang out, gently tapping Zhen Guoxiang’s face. Zhen Guoxiang’s eyes became hazy. She held the penis as if it were a treasure, leaned over, and began to suck on it reverently.

The moment his penis entered Zhen Guoxiang's mouth, Haotian's body trembled slightly. He took a deep breath; Zhen Guoxiang's warm, small mouth sent a tingling sensation through his body. He reached out and stroked Zhen Guoxiang's head, enjoying her gentleness, his expression revealing his affection for her.

"How did you learn to use your mouth?"

Haotian asked.

"How do I need to learn? I've watched so many videos. I've wanted to let you suck it for a long time, but I was a little shy,"

Zhen Guoxiang said.

"Whose have you sucked before?"

"This is the second time I've sucked it. The first time was when I sucked it for you that day,"

Zhen Guoxiang said, and then began to suck again. Her tongue entwined around Haotian's glans, occasionally tracing the urethral opening with the tip. After a while, a trickle of fluid seeped from the urethral opening. Zhen Guoxiang sucked even more vigorously, the tingling and itching sensation below making her whole body feel like it was on fire. Involuntarily, she reached out and stroked her vulva.

The entire room was bathed in sunlight, but the scene under the sunlight appeared obscene. A petite and attractive woman knelt before a man, her full, firm breasts trembling up and down, creating ripples that were mesmerizing.

Haotian told Zhen Guoxiang to lie down and immediately inserted his erect penis into her already overflowing vagina. Zhen Guoxiang

frowned, opened her small mouth and moaned, arching her slender waist and thrusting her jade-like buttocks to facilitate Haotian's entry and exit. Her hot, moist opening writhed, and Haotian lowered his body, thrusting heavily into her, making a crisp sound.

Under Haotian's continuous, unhurried thrusting, Zhen Guoxiang's vulva opened and closed several times, spurting out a stream of hot vaginal fluid that sprayed onto his glans, her body becoming somewhat limp.

Haotian raised her legs, allowing his erect penis to continue entering and exiting. Zhen Guoxiang's starry eyes were half-closed, occasionally letting out soft murmurs. Haotian didn't stop for a moment, his hard and huge penis slamming heavily against Zhen Guoxiang's soft clitoris with each thrust. After a short rest, Zhen Guoxiang felt aroused again and began to moan softly.

Haotian had her wrap her legs around his waist while he used one hand to rub and play with her clitoris. Zhen Guoxiang shivered and cried out, "Handsome, you're making me feel so uncomfortable!"

Haotian laughed and said, "You feel uncomfortable? Then I won't fuck you anymore."

He then slowly withdrew his hard penis. Zhen Guoxiang wrapped her legs tightly around Haotian's crotch, arched her back, and pleaded, "Good handsome guy, you can't pull me out!"

Haotian quickly pinched Zhen Guoxiang's clitoris and laughed, "Then what do you want me to do?"

Zhen Guoxiang trembled and said, "Good husband, it's really uncomfortable for you to fuck me and touch my private parts at the same time!"

Haotian said, "Okay, then I won't do it anymore!"

As he spoke, he flicked her clitoris hard again, and Zhen Guoxiang's soft body tensed up instantly, her body enveloped by the hard erection, and she had another orgasm. She murmured, "So comfortable—I love you so much!"

Haotian then told her to turn over and lie face down to penetrate her. Zhen Guoxiang felt that every thrust of the hard erection hit her heart, and she trembled and said, "Good handsome guy, please spare me!"

Haotian slammed his penis into her buttocks and laughed, "You're sucking my dick inside, and you're quite strong!"

Zhen Guoxiang held her head with her hands, feeling weak all over.

Haotian gripped her shoulders, pulling her body to match his repeated, forceful thrusts. Zhen Guoxiang moaned softly with each impact, fueling his pleasure and causing him to thrust even faster.

Zhen Guoxiang wanted to rest before continuing, so Haotian pulled out. Her bright red vulva remained open, gushing out a large amount of thick fluid that flowed down her snow-white thighs.

"You're really amazing!"

Zhen Guoxiang rolled over, glanced at Haotian, and said wearily.

"Really, you didn't tell the old man about me and the five of you?"

"It wasn't me who told him, it was that brainless Liu Huahua. That idiot can be carried by anyone for money, she was coaxed into this by that old man. Luckily, the old man told her that she told the troublemakers, and her head is no longer in danger. That day, the old man ran back in the middle of the night because he learned about what happened from her, otherwise we wouldn't have been caught."

"Are you willing to go with the old man?"

"Anyway, his son is no good, I can't get a divorce, and you don't want me, so I don't know if I'm willing or not!"

Zhen Guoxiang's words actually indicated that she was willing.

"You say Zhao Yun harmed me, and my marriage to Fan Xia is a disaster, is it really that serious?"

"That depends on whether you two are sincere. If you are, no one can stop you!"

"You have good taste!"

Haotian praised Zhen Guoxiang.

"I have good taste? Fan Xia has good taste, finding such a good man like you, it's worth it even if she has to be a slave."

“Okay, I’ll use that phrase. I’ll poke you again properly, but don’t let me poke your belly big,”

Haotian said.

“I want you to poke my belly big. I can’t be with you, but I really want to carry your seed,”

Zhen Guoxiang said.

“Absolutely not. You have to take your medicine. Last time, the old man was so startled that we couldn’t carry you in. If you want me to carry you again, don’t get pregnant. If you do, I’ll never carry you again.”

“What are you afraid of? Even if I get pregnant, I won’t say it’s yours.”

“That still won’t work. I have to be true to Fan Xia. I absolutely can’t let her know that we’re having an affair. If she finds out, we can’t do it anymore.”

"Okay, then give it a good poke again, don't lift it in any further."

Zhen Guoxiang lay on her back, limbs outstretched, and said to Haotian, "Handsome, that time in the field I was having all sorts of thoughts, and I suddenly got stuck, worried I wouldn't be able to pull it out. But when I pulled it out, I felt your big thing was really good. I both love and fear your treasure!"

Haotian turned around, reached out and touched her vulva, then held it up in front of her and laughed, "So afraid?"

Zhen Guoxiang glanced at the glistening love juice on Haotian's fingers, her face flushed, and said, "Is it true that I both love and fear it!"

Haotian chuckled and slowly inserted his erect penis into her body. The tightness warmly enveloped him, and he groaned comfortably, gently holding it. Her breasts swayed as she sighed, "The little water cave is really nice!"

Zhen Guoxiang kissed Haotian's cheek, saying in a coquettish voice, "Handsome guy, you're good at sweet-talking. You like mature women the most?"

Haotian gently kissed her pretty face and said, "After you've been fucked by my big brother, you've slowly become more mature."

Zhen Guoxiang smiled seductively and kissed Haotian's mouth, her jade buttocks swaying, her little pussy swaying with his penis inside. Haotian reached out and stroked her jade buttocks, praising, "Good baby, this move is really interesting!"

Zhen Guoxiang smiled seductively and said, "As long as handsome guy likes it, I'm happy!"

Haotian then started thrusting slowly to quickly again. After a few minutes, he felt a tingling sensation in his groin and couldn't control himself, so he ejaculated inside Zhen Guoxiang.

"It's your fault for ejaculating inside, it's not my fault!"

"I don't blame you, I'm such a bastard!"

Haotian regretted it a little, but it was too late. He could only hope that this time it wouldn't happen again.

115: Rejuvenating

the Village's Glory These past few days, Guyang Village has been immersed in joy. Most families have relatives staying to watch the opera, and naturally, the most common topic is daughters returning to their maternal homes. Relatives who haven't seen each other for a long time gather together, asking each other what they've been up to and what changes have occurred in their families. However, the most discussed topics are the recent events in Guyang Village.

Gao Jian building a multi-story building, Haotian leasing land and building houses, Liu Jin returning, Chang Hongyun not returning home, Zhao Yun supporting Lanlan again, Wang Changsheng raising a daughter, and Fan Xia searching for Haotian—these are quite popular topics.

The talkative men sit together, discussing the events before them, and then go on to discuss current society, some praising, some criticizing, a flurry of praise and criticism, with endless things to say.

After returning, Liu Chunmei stayed at her mother's house. Her in-laws had gone to the city to help them run their shop. They didn't return for the opera performance, staying in the city to look after the shop. Her family's courtyard is separated from her mother's by only one wall. Aunts, uncles, and other relatives, some with their grandchildren and others with their nephews, all came to stay. Her mother cooked in their spare rooms, and there was plenty of room.

The uncles were all talkative, and their conversations were lively and engaging. Liu Chunmei's uncle, a teacher nearing retirement, was eloquent and articulate, truly befitting a teacher.

However, he and Chunmei's uncle often disagreed, arguing heatedly. Although Chunmei's uncle was a farmer, he was resourceful and eloquent. Initially, she collected grain for a short period after the autumn harvest, gradually expanding to year-round collection. In recent years, she mainly bought corn, and didn't need to personally go to collect it; she acted as a liaison, connecting grain sellers and peddlers with the grain depot, making a profit in the process.

Different backgrounds, personalities, and experiences naturally led to different perspectives on certain matters.

Chunmei's uncle acknowledged that material life in society has indeed greatly improved, with people's basic needs like food, clothing, housing, and transportation being much better. Although the gap between rich and poor has widened, even those living in relative poverty are much better off than in the past. However, he was worried about the current unhealthy social atmosphere and the decline in people's moral standards.

Chunmei's aunt's husband said he was "weeping over the Three Kingdoms and worrying about the ancients," meddling in other people's business. He believed that society now was the best possible place; no one cared what you did each day, unlike in the old agricultural communes when you had to ask for leave to visit relatives. Now, you can gamble if you want, go to prostitutes if you want, do drugs if you want, and even kill if you want. If you commit a crime and get caught, as long as you're willing to pay, you can get away with a minor offense, get a minor intoxication if you're guilty of a serious crime, get a suspended death sentence or life imprisonment if you should be sentenced to death, and even have life imprisonment reduced to a fixed term if you're willing to pay.

Chunmei's uncle said the key issue was that if things continued like this, each generation would be worse than the last. Good students couldn't find jobs, while those who didn't do well could buy jobs if their families had money. In the long run, who would bother studying properly? Besides, if young people idled away their time and didn't do anything productive, how could the country develop and society progress?

Chunmei's uncle disagreed, saying that in today's society, the good were getting better and the bad were getting worse. If someone didn't follow the right path, that was their own business; who could stop them? As for buying jobs, that was something their parents had managed to do. If their parents hadn't managed to do it, they would have to work hard themselves. Some young people from poor families developed their skills through hard work, which was far better than their parents buying jobs. Furthermore, buying a job wasn't something that could be done anytime soon. Someone might be able to buy a job when they rose to a certain position, but they might not be able to when someone else rose to that position. His thinking was that without ability, one would ultimately fail; those who loved studying would continue to study, and those who didn't would eventually give up.

Uncle Chunmei felt a little uncomfortable with this, so he laughed and said, "You're much better at keeping up with the times than I am."

"Keeping up with the times? You don't understand. What does it mean to keep up with the times? We live in a market economy, a money-driven society. Money makes things easier, that's for sure. If you're unwilling to spend money, you'll naturally be sidelined,"

Uncle Chunmei said proudly.

When talking about Zhao Yun, Uncle Chunmei praised him highly, saying that he was indeed a smart and capable person, doing things discreetly and efficiently. He could accomplish what others couldn't, and by spending a little money, he could get things done. How could you not be grateful? Take the Party Secretary of Guyang Township, for example; he couldn't do anything right. His daughter-in-law worked in the township and had wanted to transfer to the county seat for years, but it hadn't happened. But if he gave it to Mayor Zhao, she would have been transferred long ago. He truly had power but couldn't use it.

Speaking of Fan Xia, Uncle Chunmei also approved, saying that she was beautiful, which is why young people liked her. Other women wanted to date her, but she didn't want them!

Chunmei's uncle said, "Your thinking is truly ahead of its time; you can see things in a positive light. I'm just a pedantic scholar, always worrying unnecessarily, always feeling that something's wrong, always feeling that things aren't going well this way." "There are plenty of people more insightful than you," Chunmei's uncle said. "

Don't be such a bookworm. Haven't you heard people say that a high quality of life is like twenty years in a day?" "You mean some people break the law, indulging in drinking, gambling, prostitution, drug trafficking, and corruption, enjoying themselves today, and refusing to admit their mistakes even after death? That's what's most worrying now. Some people are really only thinking about their own enjoyment; these days, it's considered good if they manage to get away with something. Speaking of getting away with something, Zhao Yun is at least someone who does." Chunmei's uncle sighed.

“You’re absolutely right,” Uncle Chunmei said. “There’s a woman in our village who took a prostitute as her client. She threw her own daughter into the well in her yard. Luckily, the child survived. After being thrown in, she grabbed onto a wooden stick and clung to it, screaming for help. A kind neighbor heard her, ran in, and shouted for help, and the child was rescued. When the woman was detained and interrogated, she cried and said she regretted it and was sorry to her child. Look at what kind of person this woman has become,”

Uncle Chunmei said.

“That woman is really cruel. How could she bear to take her child’s life after you got married?”

Chunmei interjected.

“Perverted. There are so many perverted people these days. You can’t judge them like normal people,”

Uncle Chunmei sighed again.

They argued endlessly, but neither could explain what was wrong with some people these days. The final conclusion was that as long as they didn’t lack food or clothing, that was the bottom line. Despite the many strange and unusual things happening, society was still developing. As long as there was no war or disaster, everything would be fine.

In the end, it all came down to the opera performance. Everyone said it was a relatively leisurely time before the autumn harvest, and with the troupe's actors performing well and Fan Xia singing a cappella every day, the audience wouldn't be small. They said they had plenty of places to stay this time, and they would stay until the end.

In the afternoon, the theater was even more crowded. Zhao Yun hadn't watched the first day because of a county meeting. After the meeting, a classmate invited him to drink, and he drank a bit too much, so he slept at the county guesthouse.

Zhao Yun had been quite busy lately, attending county and township meetings. The township was preparing to vigorously develop duck egg farming. To expand and strengthen the duck egg industry, the Guyang Township Party Committee and government decided to establish a special leading group to promote it, and to assign capable technical personnel to be specifically responsible, forming a three-tiered organizational mechanism at the town, village, and group levels to ensure the smooth progress of this work.

He had been paying close attention to township-run enterprises, such as the brick factories, dairy farms, and high-tech fruit and vegetable seedling companies in several villages, and he often went down to check on them.

Recently, he tried to dissuade Fan Xia from seeking Haotian, but Liu Jin was naive and incompetent, and Zhen Guoxiang couldn't accomplish anything, leaving him quite frustrated.

However, after returning from the county, his secretary, Li Liqing, happened to return from her studies. Seeing Li's delicate face, he longed to immediately embrace her and kiss her. Li Liqing, true to his wishes, immediately sent him a text message, asking him to come to her dormitory that afternoon.

As soon as Zhao Yun entered Li Liqing's dormitory that afternoon, he embraced and kissed her. After kissing her enough, he left her lips, carefully examining her beautiful face, her flushed cheeks, and her small lips, finding them all incredibly alluring. Unable

to resist his desire any longer, Zhao Yun kissed Li's lips again, his left hand pressing firmly against her breast, kneading it vigorously. Li let out soft moans, and Zhao Yun's hot hands roamed over her body, making her feel incredibly comfortable.

Zhao Yun undressed Li, and she quickly crawled into her blankets. Zhao Yun took off his clothes, threw back the covers, and pressed his entire body against Xiao Li's. Filled with infatuation, Zhao Yun kissed her every inch of her body, slowly moving his lips between her legs.

Xiao Li's body writhed, her hands gripping Zhao Yun's hair tightly, uttering meaningless moans. Suddenly, she trembled, her body frozen in place. Zhao Yun's lips were already on her wetness, his hot breath making her body burn.

Zhao Yun's fiery tongue had already entered Xiao Li's vagina, swirling inside. Xiao Li felt a wave of numbness wash over her, unable to push Zhao Yun away, collapsing limply onto the bed, moaning softly. Gushes of fluid flowed from her vagina, and Zhao Yun, as if encountering nectar, drank it all in one gulp, only to have it overflow in an instant.

Xiao Li's legs twitched incessantly, a tingling sensation spreading throughout her body from her vagina. She writhed like a snake, panting heavily, her desire surging.

Zhao Yun sucked for a while, his penis already painfully hard. He propped himself up and gently slid his penis across Xiao Li's fair body, slowly moving it to her breasts. The red glans teased her already erect nipples, the tender flesh of her breasts stimulating his penis, making his whole body go limp.

Xiao Li's eyes were fixed on Zhao Yun's erection, seeing the glans swollen even more due to engorgement. Its hardness made her heart pound. She reached out and stroked Zhao Yun's erection, moving it back and forth. Zhao Yun sat on her breasts, the hard nipples stimulating his anus. Xiao Li's soft hand brought him unparalleled comfort, so he closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

After a while of masturbation, Zhao Yun moved forward, his thick penis pressed against her lips. A faint, pungent smell stimulated Xiao Li's desire, and she involuntarily stuck out her tongue and licked the head of his penis. Zhao Yun immediately tensed up, thrusting his hips forward, his penis plunging into Xiao Li's mouth. Xiao Li opened her mouth, gently taking the erect penis in and sucking hard.

Zhao Yun's hips continued to thrust, his penis reaching Wen Xi's throat. Xiao Li held his penis in her mouth, her tongue swirling around the glans. Zhao Yun's pubic hair moved wildly across her face, sending waves of tingling sensations through her. Her desire intensified, and her sucking became even more vigorous.

Zhao Yun closed his eyes, moaning incessantly. Xiao Li's oral skills always brought him to the brink of ecstasy, but what he adored most was still Xiao Li's tight, warm, and juicy little hole.

After Xiao Li sucked for a while, Zhao Yun couldn't hold back any longer. The tingling sensation from his glans made his whole body tremble. He knew that if he continued, he would ejaculate, and then he wouldn't be able to enjoy the vagina.

Zhao Yun pulled out his penis, and a trace of fluid dripped from the corner of Xiao Li's mouth. Zhao Yun lifted Xiao Li's thighs, and her bright red labia were already wet. Xiao Li was ashamed to see that he was finally staring intently at her vagina, but her desire burned even hotter. She breathed rapidly, as if urging Zhao Yun to insert it quickly.

Zhao Yun pressed his penis against the entrance of Xiao Li's vagina. The fluid moistened his glans, making him unable to hold back any longer. He thrust his hips forward, and his penis went all the way into Xiao Li's vagina. With his insertion, Xiao Li screamed, and an incomparably full feeling surged through her body. She hugged Zhao Yun tightly and bit his shoulder.

Zhao Yun regained his virility, making Xiao Li scream. More than ten minutes later, the bullet violently entered Xiao Li's body.

116: Competing for Beauty

Li Liqing, having returned from her secretarial training, was more proactive with Zhao Yun than ever before. There were probably two reasons for this: firstly, she was somewhat eager, and secondly, her purpose was clear.

Afterwards, seeing Zhao Yun's satisfaction and pleasure, she seized the opportunity to request that he help her become the chairperson of the township women's federation during the re-election.

The title of Women's Federation director had actually been changed to chairperson in the previous term, but people were used to calling Fan Xia "director," so she was still called "director.

" Zhao Yun replied without hesitation, "Of course, but if you forget me after you become chairperson, I'll make sure you step down quickly. You're still very inexperienced, you know?"

"Who said I'd forget you?"

Li Liqing said coquettishly, then hugged Zhao Yun and said, "I want more!"

"Alright, baby, get up and go to the theater. There'll be plenty of time later!"

Zhao Yun said, giving Li Liqing a quick grope between her legs.

“You’re at the peak of your sexual desire, how could you not be interested? Those last few times you were only thinking about the director and had no interest in me, but this time you’ve given up on him, haven’t you? As soon as I got back, I heard people say that the director’s marriage to that young man is a done deal. I heard it’s been all over the village these past few days,”

Li Liqing said.

Zhao Yun didn’t answer directly, but said, “You should dress up nicely and show off your beauty and grace at the theater. I’ll come see you there in a bit.”

“Do I need to dress up? When has Director Fan ever bothered to dress up? Do you think I can’t meet anyone without dressing up?”

"Wear the dress I bought you, you'll definitely look more beautiful than anyone else," Zhao Yun said

, getting up to get dressed.

Following Zhao Yun's instructions, Li Liqing found the pink bow-adorned dress he had bought and put it on, asking, "Does it look good?"

"Of course it looks good. You should wear this; you'll be leading the way in dressing in Guyang Village from now on,"

Zhao Yun said, scrutinizing Li Liqing before heading to his office.

Li Liqing drew back the curtains, letting in a flood of bright light. For a college graduate from a rural background to be assigned to the township government was no easy feat. Following the township head's lead was clearly the right choice.

Zhao Yun was a capable and trustworthy man; her father had entrusted him with finding her a job, and he had kept his promise—he certainly wouldn't break his promise to become the Women's Federation chairperson.

When Li Liqing appeared at the theater in her dress, she immediately attracted the attention of some men standing at the back. Very few women in the village dressed so revealingly; only a few fifteen or sixteen-year-old girls did.

The play was already more than halfway through, and Li Liqing stood at a distance, unable to clearly see the actors on stage due to the large crowd. Several village officials gathered around to talk to her. Everyone knew about Li Liqing's relationship with the village head, so they didn't dare to get too close.

At this moment, Fan Xia, Liu Chunmei, and Yang Lianfang, all beautiful women, came out of Fan Xia's mother's house. Li Liqing saw them and quickly went up to greet Fan Xia.

Du Xianmei and Zhen Aiai bought several bags of sunflower seeds and came over to give them to Fan Xia and the others. Liu Chunmei laughed and said, "We don't like snacks anymore."

Fan Xia insisted that Liu Chunmei and Yang Lianfang take them, saying, "Why don't we like them? We're usually too busy to eat these things. We can snack on them while watching the play."

So the two of them took them.

Zhao Yun stayed in his office for a while and then went to the theater alone. As soon as he came out, he was attracted by the group of beautiful women.

Although everyone greeted him, his eyes couldn't help but look at the women. He found that Yang Lianfang was also quite attractive. Before, when he was with Fan Xia, he hadn't paid much attention to her, but now he found that this woman was quite charming. He had also heard that Wang Changsheng was keeping someone else outside, so he suddenly felt that she should also become someone he could keep.

Just then, Liu Jin approached. Upon seeing Liu Jin, he quickly avoided her. This man was not to be trusted; he couldn't accomplish anything significant, and besides, Yue Zaixian was ahead of him—he couldn't get close. He wanted to discuss some recent thoughts with the secretary, so he returned to the township government.

On the way, Fan Xia's image resurfaced in his mind. She was indeed a good woman; no one could compare to her. Her goodness was indescribable. It's not that you don't know the value of something, but you're afraid to compare it; once

compared, the difference is obvious. Whether viewed from the front or the side, her body was perfectly proportioned. He remembered the first time he saw her naked. She was wearing stockings, and from behind, her buttocks were round like smooth watermelons. Touching them was sweeter than eating watermelon—it was divine!

She was like a drug; one puff, and you felt good for half a day, the more you took, the more you wanted, the more you couldn't live without her.

But their fate had run its course; it was difficult to win back her heart. Haotian is too handsome; no wonder Fan Xia is so smitten. After all these years, it's time to back down. Let her have her way.

It wasn't intentional to trick her; what good would it do? It was just a little trick to get her back into his arms. It seems using methods on her won't work. Besides, forced relationships are never sweet; she has the right to seek her own happiness.

As for her position as head of the Women's Federation, it's time to step down. Staying in this position is meaningless. He can't be ambiguous on this issue. He knows this is a huge blow to her, but there's nothing he can do. She has to face this fact. Perhaps she still has a glimmer of hope, but the die is cast, and no one can change it.

Zhao Yun thought, he's been in Guyang Township for so many years, and he's been with the best woman in Guyang Township for so many years. He's not giving up. He can't stay here forever; it's time for a change of scenery. Li Liqing should be properly nurtured and promoted. After he leaves, she can get transferred to the county on her own. The woman was alluring, though she couldn't compare to Fan Xia in looks, she still had her own charm.

She had a slender, smooth figure, and her bed skills were decent. Crucially, she was adept at coquettishness and a bit of a fiery temper, and she was also a skilled oral artist—a trait that, while perhaps a little cheap, was common among young people, something Fan Xia couldn't match.

He thought that if he nurtured her now, he could maintain a relationship with her for a few more years. Once she was independent and no longer needed him, he'd deal with that later.

Women each have their own allure, and friendships don't always last; it's always been that way. Fan Xia was a woman of conscience. She hadn't caused him much trouble, and had even added to his reputation. People

say they're ruthless, but it depends on who you're dealing with. You can't be like that to a woman you've been with. People often say "a day as husband and wife is worth a hundred days of kindness," and after so many years, their bond was incredibly deep.

Suddenly, he thought of Yang Lianfang again. He could give it a try; she was a good woman, and after seeing her earlier, he found her quite charming in comparison. But he didn't know if she would take the bait. Even if her husband was having an affair, a woman who remained chaste wouldn't easily interfere.

Anyway, he shouldn't have too high hopes. If she could, great; if not, no. He had Li Liqing and Xia Lian, which was enough for now. Too much greed wasn't good for his health, especially looking at Li Liqing today—she seemed to be draining him dry.

Zhao Yun's spirits lifted at the thought of women. He'd heard that women with abundant energy were the ones who liked to "support" other women, and that was absolutely true. Some men couldn't even support their own wives, let alone other women.

Back at the township government, he asked Old Tian, the gatekeeper. Old Tian said the secretary hadn't come this afternoon, the courtyard was empty, and the party secretary on duty, Xiao Liu, had also left, saying he'd be back soon.

"But I haven't seen Xiao Liu!"

Zhao Yun thought this was too much. Even for a theatrical performance, someone had to be on duty! Otherwise, if someone calls from above, there's no one to answer.

Zhao Yun wanted to get angry, but he was already worried about making a mess of things. He thought, "Forget it, I'll deal with it after the show." But just as he was about to enter his office, he heard Chang Hongyun's voice.

It was a very familiar voice to him. This

guy, who was willing to let himself have his wife, hadn't even watched the show. Chang Hongyun called him "

township head," and when he turned around and saw that turtle-headed guy, he didn't want to talk to him. But then he thought, where could he find someone like that? So he said, "Everyone else is watching the show, why aren't you watching?" "What's there to watch! -- Everyone else in the compound has left, someone has to stay!"

Chang Hongyun was like a dog extremely loyal to its master.

"I thought there was no one left. You always appear at the most crucial moment. Fine! I want to take a nap. Then you stay and watch the phone. It'll be long before I get off work."

Zhao Yun then went to sleep with peace of mind.

But how could he fall asleep? He picked up his phone and called Fan Xia, saying he had some important business to attend to.

Fan Xia knew Zhao Yun's trick, so she called Yang Lianfang and a few others to go together, and also called Li Liqing. After leaving, she saw Zhen Guoxiang come out and told her to come too.

So the four or five women chatted and laughed as they went to the township head's office. As soon as they entered, a sea of white arms stretched out before Zhao Yun's eyes, making him a little dizzy.

"Why are you calling Director Fan like that in broad daylight?"

Zhen Guoxiang, overjoyed at having her request fulfilled that morning, blurted out without thinking.

"You're being too arrogant, talking like that in front of the township head,"

Yang Lianfang reprimanded.

"Exactly! This is the township head; you have no self-control at all. It's outrageous,"

Liu Chunmei chimed in.

"The township head said he has official business. What is it? Just say it. We're all sisters, and there's a secretary too. It's alright if they hear us,"

Fan Xia said sternly.

"Since you've brought so many people, I won't say anything. It's alright, but it's official business; let's talk about it another day,"

Zhao Yun said, gesturing for everyone to sit down.

"We're all women, sit down! You're so dizzy you can't even tell which way is which. Let's go!"

Zhen Guoxiang continued, still speaking without restraint.

"Let's go quickly, otherwise this shameless woman might say something even more offensive,"

Yang Lianfang said, heading towards the door.

"If it's not too urgent, let's go!"

Fan Xia agreed with Yang Lianfang and opened the door to leave. Everyone followed suit. Zhao Yun said, "You all go first. Zhen Guoxiang, I have a few words to say."

Zhen Guoxiang's face changed immediately: "I was joking! How will the township head punish me?"

"I have a few important words, just a few. I'm not joking with you,"

Zhao Yun said.

So Fan Xia and the others went first and waited in the courtyard. Fan Xia had noticed Zhen Guoxiang's gesture.

"You didn't tell anyone what I told you before, did you?"

Zhao Yun asked.

"No, really not,"

Zhen Guoxiang answered with wide eyes.

"That's good. I'm telling you, you shouldn't do what I told you. Are you going to be the village's women's federation director?"

Zhao Yun asked.

"I wouldn't do that kind of thing for you if I weren't going to be the women's federation director. It's not that I'm not going to do it, it's that you told me not to,"

Zhen Guoxiang replied.

"Alright, I promised you, I'll definitely do it. But you must keep your mouth shut. Otherwise, if I hear any rumors, you can forget about being the director, or you can be dismissed,"

Zhao Yun said sternly.

"Don't judge me by my appearance. Whether I should say something or not depends on the place, the person, and the situation. Even when I make jokes, it depends on who I'm talking to. I just said a few harmless things in front of the township head. I would never say anything offensive, so don't worry!"

Zhen Guoxiang said seriously.

"Alright, then go ahead, don't let them know!"

Zhao Yun reassured her.

"I'm not stupid,"

Zhen Guoxiang said, opening the door and leaving. "The township head taught me to speak more politely in the future, and not to say whatever comes to mind."

"How dare you speak like that in front of the township head?"

Yang Lianfang accused Zhen Guoxiang again.

"I did, and he only said a few words to me, so what!"

Zhen Guoxiang said, and then went to the theater with everyone.

Zhao Yun looked at the several beautiful women through the window glass, thinking that these women were like flowers vying for beauty, so beautiful. 03-12
117: Sudden Death on the Body

117: Sudden Death on the Body The play in Guyang Village continued to be performed, and the villagers all praised the play written this year for being sung well.

As Haotian wandered around the theater, everyone he met praised him, which naturally pleased him.

Aside from singing at the opening on the first day, Fan Xia sang a cappella with the main actors after each performance, receiving constant applause and cheers. The theater was even more lively during her cappella performances than during the actual plays. Although Fan Xia was a female lead, she could also play supporting roles, martial arts roles, and even male roles.

In the mornings, she would spend an hour or two at her workplace before going home or to the village committee. Although she felt that this troupe's version of "Da Jin Zhi" was basically the same as Wang Aiai's, and therefore didn't think rehearsals were necessary, she still spent time with the musicians and drummers, practicing a few excerpts.

She and Haotian usually returned home around midnight after the performances. Fan Xia was so excited about her opera performance that she would wash her face after returning home each day and then become incredibly sleepy. With Xianmei staying at their house for the past two days, Haotian wanted to be intimate with Fan Xia, but she advised him to be patient.

After Haotian slept with Zhen Guoxiang that day, Zhen Guoxiang kept calling him to ask him out, and Yang Lianfang also frequently expressed her longing on the phone, but Haotian kept his promise and didn't reciprocate.

Tomorrow was the day to erect the ancestral tombstone, and he had already written the lyrics for Fan Xia's solo performance. These past few days, he had consciously tried to be more professional. He spent his days checking on the construction site, writing lyrics, or going to the village committee to discuss important matters with the village head.

During Fan Xia's weekend, he also discussed Changyu and Xianmei's engagement with her, and Xianmei had also reached an agreement with Changyu.

Changyu would only return home for the engagement, as he wanted to study diligently for a few days, fearing that going home would waste time and affect his energy. Xianmei fully agreed.

Xianmei was happy to have found a job these past few days. Although her classmate hadn't replied to her request to return to Guyang Village, she still felt at ease.

She knew that Fan Xia's relationship with Haotian was a done deal, which made her very happy. On one hand, Haotian was rich, and marrying his future mother-in-law would definitely benefit her. More importantly, she could see Haotian often, and that made her happy.

She couldn't find Haotian herself; it was simply not meant to be, and there was nothing she could do. But just seeing Haotian made her feel at ease. Therefore, Haotian and Fan Xia not being able to marry was what she feared most.

Now, everything she hoped for was about to happen, so she was cheerful every day. Especially the praise people gave Haotian and his mother at the theater made her even happier. Of

course, there were also people who said unpleasant things. Some mocked her for marrying into such a family. Even if they were rich, they were good people, but Changyu's family situation was always different from normal families. Her parents-in-law were divorced, and her mother-in-law had found a younger man; it wasn't a pleasant thing to say.

Liu Huahua would say these kinds of things to her whenever she saw her. At first, she would blush, but later, after hearing it, she would just give a perfunctory reply.

She said, "Our family's financial situation is average; how can we find someone perfect? If you choose one thing, you can't choose another. Since we promised, we can't go back on our word. What's done is done. As for what people want to say, let them say what they want; we can't cover their mouths."

Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Liu Huahua stopped saying it after they met again.

Xianmei got along very well with her future mother-in-law, Fan Xia. She sympathized with Fan Xia's situation and supported her decision, which made Fan Xia very happy.

In her conversation with Haotian and Xianmei, she mentioned that she was losing her position as director of the Women's Federation, revealing her displeasure. Haotian and Xianmei both felt that whether or not she was the director of the Women's Federation didn't matter; losing the position meant less pressure on her shoulders, which was actually a good thing.

Managing the family well and the land Haotian had contracted became Fan Xia's cherished wish. Of course, the more important thing weighing on my mind was to give Haotian a child.

When the three of us were having lunch today, we talked about Niu Li, who had molested Fan Xia on the street that day, and we all felt that his death was too absurd.

It turned out that after Niu Li was slapped twice by Zhang Huan that day, he saw his daughter and Liu Jin having sex.

He cursed them, and Xinghua even demanded that he take turns with Liu Jin. However, when it was his turn after Liu Jin finished, he couldn't get an erection. Even when he finally did, he quickly lost his strength after penetration. He was very disappointed, so he started cursing again, saying that Liu Jin had messed up his mind and made him unable to perform. Although Liu Jin was surprised that his father was having an affair with his daughter, he dared not say anything because he himself had also acted improperly.

Suddenly, he thought of aphrodisiacs, so he called Niu Li outside, turned his back to Xinghua, and gave him a pill, saying that the pill would really work.

Niu Li drank it with some skepticism, and after a few minutes, he really did get a hard erection. He made love with Xinghua for more than ten minutes, his face flushed, and he was very satisfied.

Two days later, Niu Li wandered around the theater and came across a stall selling health products set up by a man from out of town. The seller recommended aphrodisiacs to him, so he resolutely bought two bottles and secretly kept them.

Almost every night after the show, Niu Li would hear Liu Jin struggling in Xinghua's bed for a long time. But Niu Li couldn't get an erection no matter what he did. He couldn't get an erection, and Xinghua wouldn't let him. He usually had sex with Xinghua every five or six days, which was fine, but if the interval was too short, he couldn't get an erection.

But after taking the aphrodisiac, it was incredibly effective. However, Niu Li didn't know that this kind of medicine shouldn't be taken in large quantities, especially by older people. But every time Niu Li heard Xinghua and Liu Jin struggling, he felt eager to try it himself.

On the afternoon of the fifth day of the show in Guyang Village, after the show ended, Liu Jin didn't go home for dinner but went to eat with the village chief at a restaurant. After

Niu Li finished eating, he took one aphrodisiac pill, and a few minutes later he got an erection. He insisted on having sex with Xinghua, but she refused. He unbuckled his belt and pulled out his penis, saying, "Look how hard I am, it's so uncomfortable."

"Where did you get all this energy these past few days? We were doing it last night, and it's so hard again!"

Xinghua saw that there was still half an hour before the performance, and seeing how hard Niu Li was, she went out, locked the door, went home, got on the kang (heated brick bed), took off her clothes

, and started having sex with Niu Li. Niu Li usually only got to have sex after Liu Jin finished, never having a chance to tease her. Today, he got there before Liu Jin. He wasn't in a hurry to penetrate her; instead, he thrust his hard penis into her breasts, buttocks, belly, and genitals, touching Xinghua's entire body.

Xinghua was pleased to see Niu Li's boundless energy and kept praising him, saying, "You're getting better with age." Niu Li was a little dizzy under the influence of the drugs, but he was too excited by Xinghua's praise to control himself.

So he recklessly entered Xinghua's body. Xinghua, while praising him incessantly, let out breathtaking moans, which excited Niu Li to the point of frantic thrusting.

Xinghua noticed Niu Li's face was extremely red and repeatedly reminded him to stop, but Niu Li, in his state of excitement, wouldn't listen. He continued his vigorous thrusting. Suddenly, Niu Li stopped, his entire body pressing heavily on top of her.

Xinghua thought Niu Li was sleepy, so she waited a while, but after two or three minutes, Niu Li still didn't move. She gently pushed him, but there was no reaction.

Xinghua became a little scared. She forcefully pushed Niu Li off her, turned over, and sat up. She saw Niu Li lying limply on the bed, motionless, his face deathly pale.

Xinghua quickly touched his chest and found that Niu Li's heart wasn't beating. What should she do now? She quickly called Liu Jin to explain the situation. Liu Jin immediately dialed 110 and 120. The 110 personnel arrived first, followed by the ambulance.

People rushed Niu Li to the nearest township hospital, where he was given cardiac stimulants and electric shocks, but these methods were ineffective. The doctor confirmed that Niu Li was dead, most likely due to a heart problem.

Faced with the suspicions and questions of the crowd, Xinghua confessed the truth, but fabricated one detail: she said that after Niu Li drank aphrodisiacs, he made demands, and when she refused, he threatened her with a knife. Out of fear, she complied, and she tried to persuade him to stop several times, but he wouldn't listen.

That night, Niu Li was taken to the morgue. Xinghua returned home wailing. When the audience heard this, they all stood up, causing the play to stop. People were noisy and discussing, some terrified, some sighing sadly, and many didn't know how Niu Li had died. The village chief went on stage and told everyone that he was dead and could never come back to life, so there was no point in saying anything. He told everyone to watch the play in peace. When someone asked how he died, the village chief said he didn't know either. The theater gradually quieted down, and the play continued.

The next day, the forensic doctor presented the autopsy results: the deceased had engaged in sexual activity before death, and the cause of death was a sudden myocardial infarction caused by excessive excitement during sexual intercourse.

Niu Li only had one cousin in the village, Niu Jin, who was the kind of person who "broke his back and stumbled," and his attitude towards the matter was indifferent. Niu Li's cousins, who had no affection for him, were also indifferent to the matter.

Therefore, Xinghua called Miao Feng back, and together with Liu Jin, they made a decision not to hold a funeral ceremony. The next afternoon, Miao Feng and Liu Jin hired someone from the village to dig a grave, and then used a small four-wheeled vehicle to haul the grave from the morgue and bury it.

Liu Jin paid for the helpers to have a meal at a restaurant. Miao Feng and Xinghua did not attend the meal.

People gossiped, some cursing Niu Li as an animal, a donkey, not a human being, and deserving that he died without a coffin. Some said that once someone dies, there's no need to curse them, adding that people are unpredictable, and their fates are predetermined by birth time and destiny, beyond human control. Others laughed at Xinghua and Miaofeng, saying what they were saying was irrelevant, as they had spent a lot of Niu Li's money, and regardless, their actions were wrong.

Of course, the conversation inevitably returned to whether Xinghua was Niu Li's biological daughter. Some said yes, some said no. Some said Niu Li denied it to make excuses for using her as a servant, while others said Niu Li definitely knew she wasn't his, otherwise he wouldn't have acted this way. Some said that such people do exist in reality. Some said Xinghua's mother had been married before, and some said Niu Li hadn't returned to see his daughter for eighteen years because she wasn't his own.

Others said Xinghua's maternal grandparents had made a mistake; since Niu Li hadn't cared for his daughter for eighteen years, he shouldn't have mentioned giving her a dowry. Some said that people need a legal representative; the mother was dead, but the father was still alive, so it wasn't appropriate not to mention giving her a dowry. Some blamed Xinghua, while others resented Miaofeng, saying that men don't care about women, and women are capable of anything. They also connected this to Chang Hongyun, believing that if Chang Hongyun hadn't interfered, Fan Xia wouldn't have even considered marrying Haotian.

Miaofeng and Xinghua didn't eat at home, lying listlessly on the kang (heated brick bed), silent for most of the day. Suddenly, Xinghua said, "How can we live with such a shameful thing done!"

Miaofeng comforted her, saying, "Just live as you normally would. At worst, you'll go out less, and in a year or two, people will stop talking. For the sake of the child, we must live well."

They didn't tell the child immediately, planning to wait a few days until they calmed down. Miaofeng decided not to go out to work anymore; he wanted to stay home with his wife, fearing she might do something rash. (

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118: 牵肠挂肚

118: 牵肠挂肚) Haotian had been engrossed in watching plays these past few days, especially the deputy troupe leader who sang female roles. The deputy troupe leader was named Bai Shuying. He addressed her as "Bai Tuan" (meaning "Bai Tuan") when they met, and no one paid much attention, assuming it was just an abbreviation of "Commander Bai." But Haotian's way of addressing her carried a different meaning.

The day before, while getting ready, Haotian saw the deputy troupe leader's arms and back backstage and was struck by how beautiful she looked, all white. That moment seemed to be etched in his mind. People praised Fan Xia for singing better than the deputy troupe leader, and while Haotian was pleased, he felt the deputy troupe leader sang exceptionally well.

Her graceful figure, her moving voice, and especially her bright, sparkling eyes, were no less impressive than Fan Xia's. Compared to the deputy troupe leader, one was voluptuous, the other slender; one reserved, the other free-spirited—each had her own unique charm.

For the first few days, he could only think about the deputy troupe leader's alluring shoulders and back. But these past few days, the deputy troupe leader's singing voice, especially his speaking voice, kept echoing in his ears. For some reason, he was afraid that the opera would end and the deputy troupe leader would leave Guyang Village.

A feeling of longing constantly assailed his heart. One morning, just as he was about to practice in the yard, he suddenly heard the deputy troupe leader's voice. That voice was so warm, so pleasant, so captivating. After finishing his practice, when Fan Xia went home to make breakfast, he hurriedly opened the gate and went outside to look for the deputy troupe leader.

Following the sound, he found the deputy troupe leader practicing his voice on the path in the middle of the cornfield east of Fan's house. Hao Tian hurried over. The deputy troupe leader saw him and smiled. He called out, "Bai Tuantuan." The deputy troupe leader didn't seem to mind his address, and her eyes revealed her liking for him. Emboldened, Hao Tian said, "You've only been in our village for five days, and I'm already feeling a little sad after the performance."

"Don't try to sweet-talk me with those kinds of words!"

The deputy troupe leader's implication was clear.

"Really, I'll miss you when you leave,"

Hao Tian said bluntly.

The deputy troupe leader didn't reply but walked towards Dongliang Village. Hao Tian watched her retreating figure, wanting to hug her, but afraid of upsetting her, he restrained himself, admiring her beautiful figure as he followed behind.

"What's the meaning behind your words?"

The deputy troupe leader stopped, turned around, and stared into Hao Tian's eyes.

"I was just speaking my mind. What could I possibly mean? Can a toad eat swan meat?"

Hao Tian teased.

"Your wife is so beautiful, how could she possibly be interested in me?"

the deputy commander actually said.

"Please tell me your phone number, okay?"

Hao Tian asked hurriedly, afraid of missing his chance.

"What use is my phone number? I'm not giving it to you,"

the deputy commander said deliberately, to see what Hao Tian would do.

"Bai Tuantuan, please, tell me!"

Hao Tian pleaded earnestly.

"Then tell me, what do you need my number for?"

the deputy commander said seriously.

"I was thinking of calling you, or I might use the excuse of watching a play to specifically find you,"

Hao Tian said boldly.

"So this is the kind of person you are. The Women's Federation director misjudged you. She told me you loved her very much, and that you'd been in love with her since you were 18. It seems she was deceived by you. How could I believe someone as prone to deception as you?"

the deputy troupe leader said disdainfully. "I despise fickle people like you."

"You misunderstood. I've loved watching Jinju opera since I was a child. Every time the opera is about to end, I feel sad because I'm afraid I won't be able to hear my favorite actors sing anymore. That's what makes a true opera fan. An opera fan is someone who's obsessed with their favorite actors; that kind of longing is different from other kinds of longing,"

Haotian explained.

"I'm sorry, I misunderstood you. So you mean you like my singing?"

the deputy troupe leader said.

"Of course. People say the Women's Federation director sings better than you, but that's prejudice. I think you sing better,"

Haotian said honestly.

"The Women's Federation Director sings really well, she's a genius. Our voices are all trained, unlike hers, which is naturally beautiful. I admire how smoothly and naturally she sings her turns. I've practiced for so many years, and sometimes I still have problems at those turns,"

the deputy troupe leader said. "What? Dare to give me your phone number? I'll call you when I miss you! Will you remember me?"

Haotian seized the opportunity.

"Okay, I'm so happy to have such a handsome young man as a fan!"

the deputy troupe leader said, then asked for Haotian's number and dialed it. "Don't let your wife misunderstand, we've exchanged numbers."

"I'm not afraid to tell her directly, being a fan is public, there's nothing shameful about it,"

Haotian said confidently. "Actually, I have something I want to ask you."

"Go ahead,"

the deputy troupe leader said, his eyes filled with affection and fondness.

"Today is July 15th, and I'm erecting a monument for our ancestral graves. I originally planned to invite people out for a meal, but the Women's Federation director said it's not appropriate to invite people out for a meal. She decided to have me compose lyrics, and she'd sing it a cappella, as a way to commemorate the occasion. I really wanted you to sing with the director, but it's a bit late. However, I think we should be realistic; you didn't prepare anything beforehand, so just bring the lyrics and sing. People will understand. What do you think?" "

How could I not agree to what a handsome opera fan like you says?"

the deputy troupe leader said happily.

At this moment, Fan Xia called Haotian, asking where he was. Hearing that he was talking to the deputy troupe leader, she invited him to come home for breakfast.

Haotian told the deputy troupe leader, and the deputy troupe leader agreed. Haotian immediately hugged and kissed the deputy troupe leader. The deputy troupe leader didn't mind, only saying, "If your wife knew about that kiss, she'd be furious!"

"A fan kissing their idol, it doesn't matter if she finds out. She's been kissed by fans before. Have you ever been kissed like that before?"

Haotian asked directly.

"I really haven't experienced that before. This is the first time. You handsome fan are quite a strange person!"

the deputy troupe leader said happily, without blaming Haotian.

"Strange, right? If I weren't strange, I wouldn't have gone back to the village to farm, and I wouldn't have fallen for a woman older than me. I wish I were an emperor."

Haotian said, slowly turning back.

"So, you're saying you're not satisfied with just the director?"

the deputy troupe leader asked, understanding the implication in Haotian's words.

"Not to mention men, it's the same for women too. How many men did Wu Zetian have? It's just that ordinary people can only dream of it. I love the director, so why can't I love someone else? Everyone is their own, it doesn't affect each other. If I had the emperor's privileges, I'd find a way to marry you! Emperor Xuanzong of Tang even managed to get his daughter-in-law, don't you think?"

Haotian's words became increasingly intimate.

The deputy commander was delighted by Haotian's words and said, "You're just flattering me. If you're sincere, we can have a one-night stand."

"Really? It's a deal then. I'll definitely have a one-night stand with you if I get the chance. I've made my decision now."

Haotian said, pulling out a wad of hundred-yuan bills from his pocket.

The deputy commander refused, quickly dodging and saying, "No, I was just joking. Besides, I'm not selling myself, I want genuine affection."

"This is your payment, payment for tonight's a cappella performance."

Haotian changed the subject.

“I don’t want any payment. Even if you do, it’s better if your wife gives it to me. But even if you give a little more, it should be about the same amount. Too much will arouse suspicion.”

The deputy commander said, then walked ahead.

Haotian looked at the deputy commander’s straight legs, slender waist, and rounded hips, and suddenly pounced on him, hugging him tightly.

The deputy commander looked ahead, paused for a moment, and said, “Your wife will see! You can’t do this.”

With that, he broke free and ran ahead.

After only a few steps, he saw Fan Xia waiting for them at the intersection.

Haotian thought, this is too dangerous. It’s better not to let it slip. If he had been any later, he would have been seen hugging Fan Xia.

The deputy troupe leader and Haotian were both relieved that Fan Xia hadn't seen them. From a distance, the deputy troupe leader said to Fan Xia, "Your son-in-law insisted I sing with you, but I said you sing so well, what use is there for me?"

"He likes you, so just sing!"

Fan Xia suddenly said, as if she had seen them, making the deputy troupe leader blush.

"I said he likes your singing,"

Fan Xia corrected, seeing the deputy troupe leader's embarrassment.

"He said he's loved watching operas since he was a child,"

the deputy troupe leader said, his expression finally softening.

Back home for dinner, Fan Xia brought up Haotian's love for opera again: "He became an opera fanatic when he was thirteen or fourteen. He'd chase after me relentlessly, he's a natural oddball. If you lived in this village, he'd definitely catch you. He's both bold and patient."

"Oh! I knew it,"

the deputy troupe leader hesitated, unsure how to respond. She was secretly pleased, thinking that such a young man was indeed likable. She continued, "However, to be pursued by such a good young man is a blessing; I'm not as lucky as you."

"To be frank with you, finding such a young man is quite a challenge,"

Fan Xia said, but her words clearly carried a sense of joy and good fortune.

"It's wonderful to find the one you love; that's a woman's greatest blessing,"

the deputy troupe leader said.

"You're quite lucky too, aren't you? Your lover is the troupe leader, and you're the deputy troupe leader; you can be together all the time. That's a woman's blessing too,"

Fan Xia praised.

"Men, they're all always looking for something better, and some young women these days have absolutely no self-respect, they're so shameless,"

the deputy commander was clearly referring to his own partner's infidelity.

"Temporary is fine, but you absolutely mustn't have a ticking time bomb planted next to you,"

Fan Xia commented, offering her opinion on the deputy commander's situation.

But what was said unintentionally was taken seriously. Xianmei, upon hearing this, felt as if she were being talked about. She felt both pleased and aware that she needed to maintain a distance from Haotian. She had a long-term plan: even if Fan Xia looked young now, by her fifties or sixties, she wouldn't be a good match for Haotian. At that time, she would be thirty-four, the same age as Haotian, and one day he would be hers.

"That won't happen. I'm holding on very tightly. He's quite good to me. I mean, if I hold on too long, someone else will seduce me. As for temporary pairings, it doesn't matter to me, you can't guard against everything,"

the deputy commander said, knowing Xianmei was Fan Xia's wife, and naturally unafraid of her hearing her words, which even carried a warning tone.

Fan Xia felt that such a topic was not good for Hao Tian, so she immediately steered the conversation towards the singing: "Men need to be toughened up, otherwise they might do whatever they want! -- Then you can sing with me. In a bit, Hao Tian will copy the lyrics, and you can take a look. Let's try singing it first. If you can't remember them, just bring the lyrics."

Hao Tian ate dinner and went to the east room to copy the lyrics for the deputy troupe leader. Xian Mei went to wash the dishes, and Fan Xia and the deputy troupe leader chatted in the living room.

After Hao Tian finished copying the lyrics and brought them over, the deputy troupe leader looked at them, praised them for being well-written, and then called Fan Xia to go to the village committee to have the stringed instruments played. Fan Xia told the deputy troupe leader to go ahead and call the musicians; she had something to discuss with Hao Tian. After the deputy regimental commander left, Fan Xia called Hao Tian into the courtyard and said, "Are you in love with this deputy regimental commander? If you are, then go find her!"

"I do love her, but let's say loving you is 100 points, loving her is only 80 points. It's normal for a man to love a woman. If a man doesn't love a woman, he won't get married,"

Hao Tian said, making Fan Xia laugh.

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119: Give You a Big Face

119: Give You a Big Face) Hao Tian drove Fan Xia to the village committee, then called Gao Jian to inquire about the tombstone. Gao Jian said the workers had already gone out, and the tombstone delivery team would be back soon.

Hao Tian went to the construction site, gave everyone two packs of cigarettes, and when the delivery team returned, he checked the inscriptions and placed them one by one in front of the corresponding graves, making sure the workers placed them upright and securely.

Everyone said they would definitely do a good job even without proper placement. On the day of the groundbreaking ceremony, you were busy performing. Captain Gao had already instructed us to prepare. You have money; money talks. Don't waste too much time on this.

Haotian returned home to find Xianmei watching TV alone. Xianmei always seemed a little nervous when she was with Haotian, unsure of what to say.

"How have you been lately?"

Haotian asked, his gaze intense.

At that moment, Xianmei felt a surge of joy, but she was always afraid that Haotian's teasing would change her attitude, so she answered very seriously, "Very good."

Xianmei often reminded herself that before their engagement, she had to behave properly in front of Haotian, because she knew that if her thoughts wandered, they would show on her face.

She had once shown uncontrollable excitement in front of Fan Xia, so she learned her lesson and tried her best to restrain herself, keeping her love for Haotian deep in her heart.

"That's good,"

Haotian said, his earlier flirtatious feelings immediately subsiding when Xianmei answered him seriously. "Then you stay home, I'm going to the village committee."

"Okay, go ahead, I'll start preparing dinner in a bit!"

Xianmei said, running her fingers through her hair, looking every bit the obedient wife.

"You've learned to cook?"

Haotian asked with concern and affection. "We'll be eating together often from now on, so you'll have to learn to cook some of my favorite dishes."

"I've already learned several tricks from Director Fan. The dishes you like are actually quite common, and I like them too,"

Xianmei said casually.

"I'm a pretty easygoing person, and I'm easygoing when it comes to food,"

Haotian said before leaving, afraid that staying any longer would make him lose control of his mind because of Xianmei's charming appearance.

When Haotian arrived at the village committee, Fan Xia and the deputy head of the troupe were rehearsing with the drummer and musician. Hearing the Jin opera singing, Haotian felt as if his heart had been ironed clean—that was true comfort. Now, hearing his two favorite women sing, he felt even more delighted.

After the song ended, Fan Xia asked Hao Tian if the monument had been brought back. Hao Tian said that they had already started and finished by noon. Fan Xia then told him to go and check on it when it was almost finished. Hao Tian then remembered that he should go and take a look. If Fan Xia hadn't said that he had entrusted the monument-erecting work to the workers, he wouldn't have gone to check.

After Hao Tian and Fan Xia finished their conversation, the deputy troupe leader said kindly to Hao Tian, "You've finished writing the lyrics, and you should also prepare a speech."

"I won't speak, you can just say a few words when the time comes,"

Hao Tian said.

"No, it's best if you speak, your speech will have the best effect, or you can have the director speak,"

the deputy troupe leader said.

"It's even more inappropriate for me to speak, or maybe we shouldn't speak at all, Hao Tian should speak,"

Fan Xia said.

“Actually, the deputy troupe leader can just say a few words. He could say that on the fifteenth of July this year, Haotian took advantage of the auspicious day of the Ghost Festival to break ground for his ancestors' graves and erect a monument, expressing his remembrance of them and his determination to inherit their fine spirit and traditions. Haotian said that upon returning to Guyang Village, he will definitely cultivate the land well, live in harmony with the villagers, and strive to make his own contribution to his hometown.”

“Truly worthy of a college student, speaking so eloquently! Just write those words down on paper for me, I'll take a look, and then I'll give an introduction before singing ‘Ghost Festival’,”

the deputy troupe leader said.

“Then it's settled. I think you're the best,”

Fan Xia said.

“Actually, you're better than me, no need to write it down, I trust you,”

Haotian said.

Seeing that Haotian trusted her so much, the deputy troupe leader said, “If you don't write it down, then I'll say it. And please, if I don't say it well, don't blame me.”

“Don't worry about that, he's not the type to blame anyone!”

Fan Xia said.

"You understand me best, Director!"

Haotian said to Fanxia with a playful smile.

"Finding a son-in-law, you're quite happy, aren't you!"

the deputy commander said, looking at Fanxia's delighted expression.

"Why worry about anything? What's there to be happy about!"

Fanxia said, glancing at Haotian.

Haotian walked shyly to the door, as if to leave, but then stopped. "You guys sing some more, I want to listen a little longer." So the musicians and drummers began to play their instruments, and Haotian listened with rapt attention, while the people around him applauded and cheered continuously.

Before they had even finished singing one verse, the village chief arrived. When the musicians and drummers saw the village chief arrive, and their expressions showed some nervousness, they stopped after finishing one verse.

As soon as the instruments stopped, the village chief said to Haotian, "I'm going to a meeting in the city the day after tomorrow. You have to take me there. Because of the melamine scandal, Tianru Company is requiring all its dairy farms and milk stations to be renovated according to standards. This will cost some money."

Haotian clearly noticed the village chief's worry and said, "If they need to be renovated, then renovate them. Don't worry, I support you." "

Haotian is really something. Men only show their true colors in crucial moments,"

the deputy troupe leader praised, but immediately had an idea, "Take me with you the day after tomorrow. The weather will get cold soon, and I need to buy some warmer clothes."

"That won't do,"

Haotian said.

"Chunmei said she wants to go back too and wants to ride in Haotian's car,"

the village chief said.

"Okay!—Don't worry about such a small thing. Cheer up and do a good job on tonight's show!"

Haotian said to the village chief with a smile.

“I’m not worried. I was prepared for something this big, and it definitely needs to be done properly,”

the village chief said. “It’s alright, don’t worry about it. We can’t let the cow issue affect our entertainment. You still can’t practice?—come on, do it again, I’ll listen carefully.”

So they practiced again, making the village chief beam with joy.

Haotian and Fanxia returned home, where Xianmei had already prepared lunch. Fanxia quickly cooked the dishes. After eating, Xianmei said her mother wanted her to come home after watching the opera that evening, saying it was the fifteenth of July, and daughters should go to their parents’ home. Xianmei didn’t want to sleep at noon, so she washed the pots and went to find Zhen Aiai. Fanxia and Haotian each took a long nap in their respective beds. After waking up, Haotian went to see the opera.

Fanxia didn’t go to see the opera in the afternoon; she prepared dinner early at home, ate it, and then went to the stage ahead of time. Haotian drove her home, asking on the way, "You're in such a good mood today, aren't you

going to congratulate me?" "Isn't this the way to congratulate you? I have to sing a cappella and play a role,"

Fanxia said, having already guessed Haotian's intentions, but deliberately feigning ignorance.

"This is for the whole village, can't you give me a separate congratulation?"

Haotian laughed heartily.

"Look how happy you are, wanting me to give you a big surprise?"

Fanxia laughed too.

"You're so clever! You guessed it right away!"

Haotian stopped laughing.

"Give you a big surprise, but that'll have to be tomorrow! The show ends too late today,"

Fanxia said.

"Today? I can't wait until tomorrow!"

Haotian said.

"Don't be so happy yet, let's see if I'm sleepy after the show,"

Fanxia said.

"I think it's fine!"

Haotian laughed again.

"What a silly boy,"

Fanxia said affectionately, looking at Haotian's innocent expression.

The theater was already crowded, a cacophony of joyful noise—shouting, hawking, laughter—the voices mingling with the music blaring from the loudspeakers, creating an exciting and exhilarating atmosphere.

Haotian parked the car and went backstage with Fanxia. Not many actors had arrived yet, but the deputy troupe leader and the village chief were already there.

The deputy troupe leader said to Haotian, "How about we have the village chief perform again?"

The village chief replied, "I already performed the other day. My local dialect doesn't sound good. You speak Mandarin clearly and loudly, so you should perform!"

"You perform, no discussion!"

Haotian said decisively.

The deputy troupe leader was already prepared; it was actually a matter of courtesy.

After a short wait, the actors arrived one after another, and makeup began. The deputy troupe leader was to play the role of the empress, the central figure—this was the village chief's arrangement, and there was a reward for it. Fanxia was to play the role of Jinzhinu, the village's wish, to compete with the deputy troupe leader. It is said that after today's performance, Gao Jian will likely make a decision: Fan Xia will play the role of the First Lady, and the deputy troupe leader will play the role of Jinzhi Nu in the final performance. This decision is not arbitrary; once made, Fan Xia and the deputy troupe leader will each receive a reward.

Tonight, Hao Tian will give the deputy troupe leader 1000 yuan for hosting, singing a cappella, and playing the role of the First Lady. Such generous treatment is rare for the deputy troupe leader, especially since this is the first time he has received such treatment in a rural area, making him very happy.

Tonight's performance of the entire play "Da Jinzhi" will be quite long, including speaking and singing. Therefore, Hao Tian discussed with the village chief the need to quickly beat the second drumbeat to start the play half an hour earlier. The village chief said that a dozen minutes wouldn't be enough, but Hao Tian insisted on half an hour earlier. Seeing Hao Tian's strong insistence, the village chief ordered the drummers at the front to start beating the second drumbeat. The people who had arrived early to secure their spots cheered; they too wanted the play to start early.

Some people in the theater, worried their families wouldn't know, rushed back to urge those who hadn't come out yet to hurry up and come out, fearing that, according to past practice, being late would cause them to miss the beginning of the show.

Haotian also spoke with the drummer, asking him to play the drums for a longer time than usual, so that those who hadn't come out at home wouldn't miss the opening.

After the cheerful gongs and drums, the deputy troupe leader, dressed in plain clothes, walked to the front. She was playing the Empress Dowager and her appearance was later, so she hadn't put on makeup yet. Fan Xia wasn't wearing makeup either; the Golden Branch Girl from "Paying Respects to the Empress Dowager" wouldn't appear until the second act, and with the deputy troupe leader's help, there wouldn't be any time for makeup.

"Fellow villagers, good evening. The fifteenth of the seventh lunar month is called the Ghost Festival, a day for ancestor worship according to tradition. In the north, there's also the custom of steaming dough figurines, but in recent years, as people's lives have improved, this custom has gradually faded. Few families make or steam dough figurines anymore, but the tradition of ancestor worship remains. Mr. Haotian took advantage of this auspicious day to break ground for the ancestral graves and erect a monument, which is now complete. This is his respect for his ancestors and an expression of inheriting their hardworking, kind, and simple spirit. Mr. Haotian asked me to convey his gratitude and respect to the people of Guyang Village!"

The deputy leader paused here, followed by enthusiastic applause.

"Now, on behalf of Mr. Haotian, I wish the people of Guyang Village a better life every day, a happier mood every day, and a brighter future for Guyang Village!"

The deputy leader finished speaking, followed by another round of enthusiastic applause.

"Next, I'll read to you the lyrics that Mr. Haotian personally wrote for the villagers. I'll use one phrase from these lyrics to summarize it: 'A Bright Future.' Although the lyrics mention the Hao family and the erection of the monument, they mainly express deep affection for Guyang Village, especially a beautiful vision for its future."

At this point, the deputy troupe leader paused again, followed by another round of enthusiastic applause.

Next, the deputy troupe leader recited with great emotion the lyrics written by Hao Tian: "A Bright Future Awaits." "On the Ghost Festival, the sky is high and the clouds are long. A monument stands, hearts bloom with joy; the Hao family has loved Guyang for generations. Thinking back, the water of our hometown has nurtured us with deep gratitude; we love the fertile soil and beautiful scenery most of all. We work tirelessly, always hoping for a bountiful harvest. Accumulating virtue and good deeds, our simple and honest reputation has been renowned for centuries. Walking upright and righteously, our direction is clear and we do not waver. The road ahead is wide and open; diligence brings good fortune. We always hope for beautiful scenery and even more beautiful people; the whole village is filled with joy. Only through unity, hard work, and innovation can Guyang's future be even more prosperous. A good life brings joy; hands and legs must be diligent, no fancy tricks; we must be practical and strong, hand in hand building our hometown. Look at the bright future, a bright future! Guyang Village is getting a new look everywhere; this new look makes people happy, smiling faces and singing out for a long and happy life."

120: Meat Stick "True God"

120: The deputy leader of the "True God" troupe, nicknamed "Meat Stick," went up on stage to explain the monument-erecting ceremony to Haotian and thanked the villagers on his behalf. A few people sitting in the middle of the front row began to whisper among themselves.

"This young man, Haotian, is truly a prodigy. A college graduate, talented and eloquent, yet he wants to go back to the village to farm and marry an older woman. It's rare indeed!"

Old Accountant Wang Qiang, sitting in the third row, turned to Chen Wengui and Liu Yi, who were sitting closely behind him.

"You only say Haotian is rare, but you don't mention Fan Xia,"

Zhang Huan, sitting next to Wang Qiang, interjected. "If Fan Xia weren't so outstanding, would Haotian be making this kind of move? Other women couldn't hold him back."

"That's more accurate. It's Xiaxia who's good; Haotian is head over heels for her,"

Chen Wengui echoed Zhang Huan's praise of Fan Xia.

"Even if Fan Xia is good, the age difference is so great, and his son is almost the same age as him. How can this not cause trouble? Now Guyang Village is famous again. This drama will spread far and wide in a few days,"

Wang Qiang continued.

"So what if they know? It's just that kind of thing. What's there to be afraid of? I'm talking about that Chang Hongyun. He's a brainless man. He's wasted his education and isn't even as good as a decent farmer. Such a good wife, and his son is so grown up. He just quietly gave it all up and started living with that young widow,"

Liu Yi said, touching her mouth.

"I think he can't handle Fan Xia. Fan Xia is as tender as a 20-something-year-old girl, while he looks like he's in his 50s. His bearings must be broken,"

Wang Qiang mocked.

"You've hit the nail on the head. Women won't want to be satisfied in that area,"

Zhang Huan said seriously.

"I told you it wasn't true,"

Liu Yi denied. "People just don't click, and seeing each other makes them sad. Plus, Haotian is such a good young man pursuing her, it's bound to be a long shot. And now she's met someone more open-minded. In the past, people might have worried about what others would say, but now they don't talk about it as much."

"Old village chief, do you think it's true that young men in their late teens and early twenties are really attracted to seeing beautiful women in their thirties and forties?"

Wang Qiang suddenly blurted out.

"In the past, even if young men were attracted, it was just in their hearts. Who would dare to actually do it? Who would dare to think about marriage and a future together?"

Liu Yi interrupted before Zhang Huan could answer.

"These things require the right time, place, and people. None of these three can be missing. Haotian and Fan Xia have all three, so it's normal. We'll just have to see how things develop in the future,"

Zhang Huan said.

"Stop talking, just listen to this opera singer, he's really good!"

Chen Wengui didn't like hearing people say such things. His wife was a typical woman who married a good man, but he was a cuckold and wouldn't admit it. If anyone said anything about his wife, he would get angry. Therefore, even after his wife married, he would protect her reputation. If someone said his wife complained about his sexual performance, he would say, "Then let your wife come and try it with me, how about that?"

The deputy troupe leader began reading the lyrics written by Haotian. Liu Chunmei's uncle and aunt were also sitting there. After listening to one line, Liu Chunmei's uncle praised, "This Haotian is quite talented, he'll definitely have a bright future. People with substance always have some sense in their actions."

"If you don't do good deeds, the more substance you have, the worse your actions will be," Liu Chunmei's uncle said. "How is he not doing good deeds? He spends money to put on operas for the village, leases land, and erects monuments for ancestral graves. That's not a bad thing, is it?" Liu Chunmei

's uncle retorted. "Who wouldn't spend the money his father earned?" "Look at you, always spouting nonsense. There are plenty of fathers who earn money, but their sons gamble, go whores, and do drugs. This kid, needless to say, does all that. I've heard he's quite the drinker too." " 'Wine, women, and filth are four walls, everyone hides inside.' Haotian, this young man, is all about 'lust.' He's quite popular with women." "Popular with women, that's for sure. He's handsome, easygoing, and refined. What woman wouldn't love to see him?" "He's become the Jia Baoyu of Guyang Village. I bet Fan Xia will regret it the moment she finds him. Guyang Village has many beauties, a good playground for lustful men. They can eat wherever they want!" Uncle Chunmei said. "You always contradict yourself. The other day you said Fan Xia did the right thing, and now you say she'll regret it. I don't know how you talk!" Uncle Chunmei retorted angrily. “You misheard me. I said it’s certain that young people love Fan Xia. I’ve also said that some people talk about quality of life now, saying that a day of success is equivalent to living twenty years. I’m just saying that some people think and act that way, not that it’s good for them to think and act that way.” Uncle Chunmei always spoke with great eloquence. Uncle Chunmei was so angry that he stopped talking to Uncle Chunmei. He raised his head and looked at the graceful and slender deputy troupe leader. Suddenly, he remembered a sentence and said to Uncle Liu Chunmei, “According to you, Niu Li’s death was worthwhile. He lived twenty years in one day?” “You’re so old-fashioned! That’s livestock, it doesn’t hurt people. Why are you talking about him? Look at the stage! Look at that actress’s eyes, so lively and expressive! And look at her hands, so delicate and beautiful! Just listening to her voice makes your stomach feel good.” “Haven’t tasted meat for three months?”

“I don’t understand those things, don’t nitpick,”

Uncle Liu Chunmei joked, deliberately trying to annoy her uncle.

Uncle Liu Chunmei was speechless again. Zhang Huan, sitting next to them, heard this and smiled at Uncle Liu Chunmei. Then he said to Wang Qiang, “Those two always argue when they meet. You know, they’re good at arguing, but they’re actually quite close. Uncle Chunmei likes to tease her uncle, and her uncle takes it too seriously. Sometimes he’s just teasing her, but she takes it seriously.”

“Exactly—Old Village Chief, do you think a woman who can sing and dance is definitely much better at that kind of thing than an average woman?”

Wang Qiang whispered to Zhang Huan.

“I’m getting old, stop talking nonsense. Fan Xia’s mother lives nearby, she might hear us!”

Zhang Huan glanced at Li Liqing sitting in the second row.

“Don’t you think so?”

Wang Qiang said again, ignoring what Zhang Huan said. Seeing Wang Qiang speak to him again, Zhang Huan replied in a low voice, "Of course, a flexible body is definitely better than a stiff one."

On the stage, the village chief, seeing that the deputy troupe leader recited the lyrics well, asked him to recite them again after he finished. The deputy troupe leader was pleased and, without hesitation, turned around and recited them again.

After the lyrics were recited, the drummer and musician led the band, the music began, and Fan Xia and the deputy troupe leader walked gracefully onto the stage. They sang the first few lines together, and after the melodious "Ghost Festival," the whole audience burst into applause.

"This pair is actually the best at singing 'Yang Bajie's Spring Outing.' I heard that Gao Jian wants them to sing 'Beating the Golden Branch' again on the last night. They've already sung it twice, so singing it again would be pointless,"

Wang Qiang said.

"It's Gao Jian's money, not ours!"

Chen Wengui said.

"I think it's okay to say something. He's paying for it, so it's just for everyone to watch,"

Wang Qiang said.

“Call the village chief and tell him to say something,”

Zhang Huan said to Wang Qiang.

“I’ll dial it and you can say it,”

Wang Qiang took out his phone and dialed, but the village chief couldn’t hear him, he was too engrossed in watching the play next to the stringed instrument player. Seeing that he didn’t speak, Wang Qiang gestured, but the village chief’s eyes remained fixed on the performance.

“Remember to tell him after the play,”

Zhang Huan told Wang Qiang. But then, seeing the village chief take out his phone, Wang Qiang quickly dialed again, and the village chief finally answered. The village chief said that he had thought the same thing, and hadn’t told Gao Jian yet, but he was worried that Fan Xia might have forgotten her lyrics.

“Then it seems there’s not much hope. Fan Xia doesn’t perform this play much, and she hasn’t sung it for so many years, I’m afraid she won’t remember the lyrics,”

Zhang Huan said.

“Look at Haotian, his eyes are practically popping out of their sockets from watching the play,”

Wang Qiang pointed at Haotian.

Haotian was sitting next to the gong player, listening intently, as if he were in a fairyland, clapping along with the gong player as he watched.

After singing "A Bright Future," Haotian gave a thumbs-up and praised the two, saying, "You sang wonderfully!"

The deputy troupe leader said, "It's because your lyrics are so well-written."

Haotian sat there, only exchanging greetings with Fan Xia or the deputy troupe leader, and watched the play intently, especially when Fan Xia and the deputy troupe leader came on stage; he didn't even blink.

Fan Xia and the deputy troupe leader were like two bright and dazzling flowers, blooming their beauty on the stage. Everyone's eyes were focused on them, and the applause and cheers from below were constant, with some people also discussing among themselves.

The play lasted for more than three hours, and the audience was still not satisfied afterward. Some even shouted for an a cappella performance. The village chief used a microphone to tell everyone, "There will be no a cappella performance today. Go home and get some sleep; it's getting late. I'm telling you all, according to the villagers' suggestion, the last play will be changed from 'Beating the Golden Branch' to 'Yang Bajie's Spring Outing,' with the deputy troupe leader and Fan Xia playing the roles of Bajie and Jiumei."

After a round of applause and cheers, the audience finally began to go home.

After Haotian and Fan Xia removed their makeup and washed their faces, they returned home. It was already 12:30, but since the performance started early, it was about the same time as usual.

On the way, Haotian asked Fan Xia, "You performed so well today! Are you tired?"

"Not really tired. I almost forgot the lyrics a few times, but I managed to finish singing them. Why did I suddenly want to sing 'Yang Bajie's Spring Outing' again? I haven't sung this play much, unlike 'Beating the Golden Branch,' which I've sung many times and know by heart. I said I'd sing 'Beating the Golden Branch,' but the village chief wants me to sing 'Yang Bajie's Spring Outing,' so I need to study the lyrics carefully these next few days."

Fan Xia said excitedly.

"Will you give me a chance? It should be fine, right?"

Haotian looked at Fan Xia mischievously, his eyes full of longing.

"I'll think about it after I go to bed. I'm covered in sweat. If I don't shower, the smell of sweat will be quite strong, but if I do shower, I'm really too lazy to."

Fan Xia said, sitting on the sofa.

“Don’t wash anymore, your sweat smells wonderful, I love the scent of your sweat,”

Haotian said, sitting down next to Fanxia, taking her hand and sniffing her cheek.

“You were sitting there, and I saw you watching intently, you’re such a theater fan,”

Fanxia said, touching Haotian’s hand in return.

“The deputy troupe leader is absolutely right, I’m sure she asked you about it,”

Haotian said.

“I went, she only asked one question, but it seems she asked the village chief quite a bit. She really cares about it, and she definitely said this year’s play will be good,”

Fanxia said, feeling very happy that her performance on stage was well-coordinated and received applause from the audience.

“Let’s write about this play again next year, it’s really good, the opening and closing scenes are excellent, and there are many good actors,”

Haotian said.

“Especially the deputy troupe leader, isn’t she good? I noticed that the deputy troupe leader has a crush on you,”

Fanxia said, looking into Haotian’s eyes as if trying to see something in them.

“Really? How did you figure that out?”

Haotian said calmly.

"I watch you whenever I have a spare moment. Even when the performance is on stage, I turn to look at you, right?"

Fan Xia asked.

"I haven't noticed,"

Hao Tian knew but didn't say. Fan Xia was too lazy to pursue the matter. She was happy that the deputy troupe leader also liked Hao Tian, because it showed that Hao Tian was indeed very charming.

The two rested for a while, drank some water, washed themselves, and then went to sleep.

After Hao Tian fell asleep, he crawled into Fan Xia's bed. Fan Xia said she was a little sleepy, and Hao Tian said he would kiss her and rub her to make her sleep. But as soon as he kissed and rubbed Fan Xia, his penis became hard. Fan Xia grasped the hard penis and said, "Amazing!"

Her sleepiness vanished instantly. 03-12

121: Appreciating the Body and Showing Love

121: Appreciating the Body and Showing Love "Aren't you enjoying your penis anymore?"

Hao Tian asked, kissing Fan Xia.

"Hmm, I was just sleepy, but as soon as I saw that penis, I was wide awake and didn't want to sleep anymore,"

Fan Xia said, gently stroking the penis with her fingers.

"Then let's turn on the light!"

Hao Tian wanted to get a good look at Fan Xia.

"Okay,"

Fan Xia agreed softly.

Haotian crawled out of bed, turned on the light, then turned around and knelt down, intentionally displaying his engorged, dark purple penis in front of Fanxia's face.

Fanxia sat up, took off her underwear, and touched his penis with her cheek. Haotian stroked Fanxia's shiny black hair and said, "Didn't you say you'd give me a big face? What does 'big face' mean?"

"You're still too young to even understand 'big face.' Come on, let me show you!"

Fanxia said, moving away from Haotian, putting the blanket aside, resting her head on the bed, stretching out her arms, spreading her legs, and assuming a "big face" position.

"Just as I thought, I've wanted you to sleep like this for a long time, so I could properly admire you."

Haotian said, grabbing one of Fanxia's feet.

"Get some water, remember to bring a towel, and wipe your feet. You didn't even wash them earlier,"

Fanxia said.

"No need to wash them, they smell better with a little scent,"

Haotian said, intently looking at Fanxia's alluring body.

"No! It's unhygienic to have dirty hands and shove them around everywhere!"

Fanxia said.

Haotian then got out of bed and went to the bathroom to get some water and a towel. He immediately washed Fanxia's feet, then washed himself.

After he finished, Fanxia asked him to bring another basin of clean water.

After running to the bathroom twice, Haotian's penis wasn't as hard anymore: "Look, my little darling is drooping, it's complaining!"

"Let it complain, otherwise it'll drive you crazy!"

"You'd complain if it didn't bother you!"

"That's nonsense."

"Am I talking nonsense, or is it true? If I use it to bother someone else, would you allow it?"

"It's mine, how can you just use it like that? The key is, after you bother someone else, you'll bother me too. I'm afraid you'll bring me something dirty."

"You're really good at making excuses."

"It's obvious, really, don't mess around. STDs are rampant now, it's very dangerous to mess around with people."

"I know."

"Know my ass! Even a shitty person smells a fart sweet. Women these days take their pants off so easily, don't fall for their tricks!"

"Don't worry, baby!"

Haotian gazed at Fan Xia's radiant face and said in a sweet, coquettish voice, "I just love you. You're such a beauty, the most beautiful woman in the whole theater, both on and off stage!"

His hands roamed over Fan Xia's body, occasionally sniffing her scent: "So fragrant. I've wanted to smell your scent since I was little."

"You're really a little pervert, loving a grown woman like me."

"You're a little woman. Look at your pussy, so small. Look at your face, so tender. Even if I am a little pervert, when I was little, I only loved you. I never loved any other woman. It wasn't until I went to university that I started to love other pretty women. The way I love them is really different. I've discovered that I really love women who are beautiful and sing well. You're the perfect match for me."

Haotian said, kissing Fan Xia again.

"You've fallen for the deputy commander again, haven't you?"

Fan Xia asked.

"If it weren't for you, I really would have pursued her. I think the deputy commander is like a hen; she'll lie down as soon as a rooster comes after her."

Haotian's penis even stiffened when he mentioned the deputy commander.

“Don’t mess around, I don’t mean that,”

Fan Xia warned Hao Tian.

“As long as you give me a good squeeze, and I’m all out, I won’t chase you anymore.”

Hao Tian said, and started to insert it into Fan Xia.

Fan Xia raised her legs high, and Hao Tian aimed his penis at her vagina, rubbing it against her clitoris a couple of times before entering. He entered very slowly, and Fan Xia propped herself up on the bed with her elbows, watching his erect penis enter her body, making soft hissing sounds.

The two looked at each other, their bodies and minds merging into one, silently savoring the sweetness of love.

“It’s so wet,”

Hao Tian said, looking into Fan Xia’s eyes with pleasure.

“I haven’t had it for days, it’s so delicious!”

Fan Xia said comfortably, occasionally rolling her eyes upward.

“So tight, you’re so strong, you’re a real heroine!”

Hao Tian said, and began to speed up.

“Is it comfortable?”

Fan Xia asked, arching her body slightly in response.

“If you’re not comfortable, why are you so hard? I feel like a pillar of fire has been put into water, so hot,”

Haotian said, increasing his speed.

“Just like this, slowly and steadily, for a while longer, ah!”

Fanxia stared at Haotian with wide eyes, saying, “I’m in heaven, I’m in the clouds.”

Haotian watched Fanxia’s eyes roll upwards repeatedly, knowing she was becoming somewhat delirious. This was the look Haotian loved to see on Fanxia.

The more comfortable the woman beneath him was, the harder his penis became, and the more aroused he felt. He thought Fanxia’s current expression was more beautiful than ever. Besides her constantly rolling eyes, Fanxia’s mouth would sometimes open wide, making “ah ah” sounds.

He kept thrusting in and out, his interest now seemingly focused on her face, especially her eyes, ignoring the dynamic beauty of her two white, round breasts swaying with his thrusts.

Fanxia seemed to think his strength wasn’t enough, her body constantly moving in response to his thrusts, though she didn’t say anything. So he slowly pulled out, then thrust in hard, plunging in completely with a "smack."

"That's more like it!"

Fan Xia exclaimed, impressed by his thrusts.

Haotian continued thrusting, and Fan Xia, supporting his shoulders, said, "You idiot, smash it!"

Haotian realized he couldn't keep thrusting like that, so he increased his speed, but stopped thrusting. As the speed increased, Fan Xia stared wide-eyed at Haotian, occasionally saying "Darling!"

Haotian enjoyed the exhilarating feeling of rapid movement, no longer paying attention to Fan Xia's expression, even though her expressions were now more varied—gritting her teeth, opening her mouth, tilting her head back, raising it again, widening her eyes, and closing them.

Haotian squinted, shaking his head occasionally, sometimes sucking on her nipples.

Fan Xia's legs grew tired, so she lowered them. Haotian stopped, sandwiching Fan Xia's legs between his own, then, with his elbows on the bed and his hands supporting Fan Xia's head, he began thrusting rapidly while kissing her.

This was Haotian and Fanxia's favorite pose, the one that allowed them to unleash their energy most freely. It kept both of them awake, allowing them to hold the pose for a relatively longer time.

They would lick each other's tongues, lips, or suck each other's saliva. Haotian maintained a steady pace, neither too fast nor too slow. He had learned from experience that a little patience and good speed control were key to holding the pose longer.

But today, even at this pace, the duration wasn't long before he felt the urge to ejaculate. Before each ejaculation, he would involuntarily let out a strange "humming" sound, which Fanxia knew he was about to ejaculate.

Sometimes, Fanxia would remind him to stop to prolong the time, but today she was afraid he would stop. She hugged him tightly and said sweetly, "Don't stop, go faster!"

Upon hearing the command, Haotian immediately increased his speed. Fanxia stared wide-eyed, mouth agape, head swaying, emitting seductive sounds from the depths of her throat. Her body began to contract rhythmically and intensely. Haotian yelled, paused briefly, then resumed his movements, ejaculating wave after wave, until he collapsed onto Fanxia's body.

"Oh my god! It was so good! We came together, didn't we!"

Fanxia gasped joyfully.

Haotian climbed off Fanxia, touching one of her breasts, and said, "That was so good! I'm a little sorry, it was too short. Did you enjoy it?"

"Alright! Keep it under control, you silly boy!"

Fanxia hugged Haotian's head, smelling his hair.

"I still need to look at you properly. The more I look, the more I love it. I can't get enough of you. You perform on stage, and I sit beside you watching. It's so good! Indescribable! I'm the coolest person in the world! Because my wife is the most beautiful woman in the world."

Haotian moved his hand, which had been caressing Fanxia, to her cheek.

"Your sweet words have me completely charmed,"

Fan Xia said, her face glowing, making Haotian even more enamored.

"It's not just my sweet talk; I truly love you,"

Haotian said, sitting up and gently stroking Fan Xia's lower abdomen.

"Your graceful figure and sweet voice are so captivating; I can't get enough of looking at you or listening to you. Our bodies are intertwined, our hearts are intertwined, and our days together are as full and round as the full moon on the fifteenth of the lunar month,"

Haotian said as he stroked her.

"Why don't you grab a lotus flower ballad and go perform some clapper talk on the street?"

Fan Xia said with a smile.

“I’ll play the clapper, you sing the opera, we’re a perfect match. By day, we’re bustling with activity, by night, we’re

strutting around like bouncy chickens.” Haotian spoke fluently, “When I’m happy, the words just flow like a river.”

“Oh, you’re such a little rascal, Haotian is always so persistent,”

Fan Xia teased, hearing Haotian’s lewd remarks again. “Your parents are so proper, how did they give birth to such an unruly child like you?”

“If I’m proper and you don’t like it, give me a big face and I’ll cover you up,”

Haotian said happily, his erection returning. He lay on Fan Xia’s lower abdomen, bringing his nose to her pubic hair and sniffing, “So fragrant, so fragrant!”

“Go to sleep, we have to get up early to exercise tomorrow!”

Fan Xia urged Haotian.

“We both slept for two hours at noon today, I wasn’t sleepy at all, were you sleepy?”

“I really wanted to sleep when I got back, but you little rascal made it impossible for me to sleep.” "

Can't sleep? Perfect! Admiring a beautiful woman is better than eating dumplings."

Haotian said, getting up and folding the blanket into a square, placing it against the wall.

"What are you doing? Aren't you going to sleep?"

"You'll see in a moment,"

Haotian folded another blanket, stacking it on top of the first one, and even putting a pillow on top. Fan Xia sat up, watching Haotian's antics, knowing he wanted her to sit down. Haotian then folded another blanket, placing it in front of the stack, and told her to sit on it.

"You're such a rascal! Staying up all night, making a fuss, and you're still messing with me, aren't you?"

"It's not messing with me, it's called admiring. I admire you, and I'm showing you how much I love you." "

Haotian said solemnly, and Fanxia sat down.

After Fanxia was seated, Haotian asked her to open her legs. Fanxia felt a little uncomfortable and said she wanted to rearrange the quilt. Haotian helped her take down one of the stacked quilts, folded it in half, and then folded the quilt Fanxia was sitting on in half as well, stacked them together, and put a pillow on it. Fanxia sat on the pillow, and Haotian could see her genitals more clearly.

Haotian also sat on the quilt, gazing affectionately at Fanxia's beautiful and happy face, and gently stroked her clitoris and labia with his hand. Soon, Fanxia's genitals became engorged.

"A white steamed bun with a groove, making brother drool,"

Haotian said, looking down at her. Then he put his mouth to the vaginal opening that was overflowing with juices. He was about to stick out his tongue to lick it when Fanxia pushed his head away and said, "Don't lick it, it's unhygienic. Just put your penis in!"

Since Fan Xia wouldn't let him lick it but wanted it inserted, Haotian sat up, raised his hard penis, and sat between Fan Xia's legs. He then pressed his penis down, letting the glans enter and linger at the opening. Haotian

didn't penetrate deeply, but instead kneaded Fan Xia's breasts with both hands, occasionally lowering his head to lick the two red nipples with his tongue.

"You little pervert, you've turned me into a lecher too,"

Fan Xia said, bending her hand back, palm up, eyes half-closed, as if she were scolding her.

"Beautiful women need young men to develop them. What energy do older men have?" "

Haotian said, looking at Fanxia's wanton appearance.

Fanxia was so ticklish from Haotian's actions that she immediately hugged him and began to thrust her body. Haotian then lay down on his back, and Fanxia straddled him, taking the initiative.

Fanxia had amazing stamina; her waist was supple and resilient, swaying dramatically. Haotian watched Fanxia rise and fall, twist and thrust, her breasts swaying back and forth—the sight was truly breathtaking. He forgot about his rhymes and simply admired Fanxia's beauty, savoring the pleasure from their physical contact.

As Fanxia continued to rise and fall, Haotian occasionally thrust his body in response. They maintained this position for about ten minutes before Haotian once again ejaculated into Fanxia's body."

122: Rewarding Money and Flirting

122: Rewarding Money and Flirting Fan Xia collapsed limply onto Hao Tian. Hao Tian, still not fully limp after ejaculating, kissed Fan Xia, thrusting his body and saying, "A woman like you, the ancients called you a 'rare beauty,' you're a typical rare beauty. If you were born in ancient times, you would definitely be chosen by the emperor to be his empress."

"You don't read anything proper in books, only wicked stuff,"

Fan Xia always teased Hao Tian, afraid he would only think about women.

"How is it improper? Men's impotence is women's tragedy. If Chang Hongyun were as improper as me, you definitely wouldn't get married!"

Hao Tian said, thrusting his body a few more times.

"You don't need to praise yourself anymore. If Chang Hongyun tormented me like you, I would be old long ago,"

Fan Xia actually said.

"Then you should thank Chang Hongyun. Since you live with Chang Hongyun, you're still young, why don't you live with him properly?" "

Haotian questioned.

"You're the one who's been relentlessly pursuing me, and now you're blaming me?"

Fan Xia replied.

"If someone else is chasing you, you'll lie down like a hen and let them 'smash your eggs.'"

Haotian said, stroking Fan Xia's smooth back.

"You're not allowed to insult people! I've given you my body, I've given you my heart, and this is how you see me!"

Fan Xia was a little angry.

"You little cunt, you don't know how to joke, you take a joke seriously,"

Haotian hugged Fan Xia and began to thrust wildly, his penis hard again.

"Can you cut it a little!"

Fan Xia stopped Hao Tian's frenzy and continued, "I'm afraid you'll hurt yourself. You have to learn to protect your body. If you keep ignoring my advice, not only will you damage my body, but your body can't take it either. I'm telling you, but you never listen."

"Why don't I listen? Haven't I been very well-behaved these past few days?"

Hao Tian said, kissing Fan Xia again.

"Honey, you're really my honey. I'm doing this for our own good. I know you're young and have poor self-control. If I don't remind you, I'm really afraid you'll hurt yourself!"

Fan Xia said, as if coaxing a child.

"Then go downstairs, let's go to sleep,"

Hao Tian said, cupping Fan Xia's face in his hands and looking at her.

"Mmm—no,"

Fan Xia actually swayed and started to whine, "I still want to eat your cock. If you're not soft, who would want to leave?"

"Look at you, look at you, you love it so much, yet you always push the responsibility onto others,"

Hao Tian said, thrusting again, "Let me shoot another load of my balls into you!"

"No need,"

Fan Xia finally got off Hao Tian. She grabbed his wet penis and said, "I've made you into a lecherous wolf, I can't anymore, I can't let you have your way!"

Fan Xia knew she couldn't let herself go, and seeing Hao Tian's body harden again, she quickly got off. Hao Tian wasn't like before, and after Fan Xia got off, he quickly went soft.

"You're such a heartbreaker,"

Fan Xia said, wide awake. She took some toilet paper and wiped herself down there. "Look how much you've lost! And you still want to ejaculate? This is the essence of your body; you can't just waste it like that."

"Wipe me too,"

Hao Tian said, lying back on the kang (heated brick bed), looking at Fan Xia's alluring face. "I've given you all my essence, like lubricant, making your body soft and supple. Otherwise, how could you perform so well? Really, I'm not exaggerating, but I've heard people say that Xia Xia hasn't performed in years, and she's even better than before."

"I'll give you credit for that!"

Fan Xia said, wiping Hao Tian's crotch while looking at him seductively.

In their own world, Hao Tian and Fan Xia fully enjoyed the sweetness of their mutual love and affection, freely expressing their innermost feelings. They had reached a state of perfect harmony, praising, teasing, scolding, or playfully teasing each other—all with great joy and happiness.

After a joyful hour or so following the performance, both of them quickly fell asleep.

The next day, Fan Xia got up early, not intending to wake Hao Tian, but as soon as she opened the door, Hao Tian jumped up and got dressed. Since they agreed to exercise that day, Hao Tian had been exercising with Fan Xia in the yard every day without fail.

Fan Xia had considered having Xian Mei participate in the exercise as well, but then thought it best to wait until she married Chang Yu. Fan Xia's good health was due to her training in the fundamentals of acting, so she was very satisfied that Hao Tian could exercise with her every day. This exercise released some energy in Hao Tian's body, and his ability to control the frequency of sex was undoubtedly related to his consistent exercise. After

exercising and having lunch, Fan Xia went to work, while Hao Tian arrived at the construction site. The first-floor wall had already been erected more than two meters high. The workers didn't watch the performance in the afternoon, only in the evening. However, because they went to bed late and didn't nap at noon, they got up a little late in the morning.

The workers hadn't come, so Haotian went for a walk south of the village alone. The deputy troupe leader had already gone back to practice her singing, but Haotian still remembered the scene of the deputy troupe leader speaking and reciting on the stage yesterday with graceful posture and a beautiful voice.

"She was a lovely woman,"

Haotian thought to himself. "Women who can sing and dance are so good. No wonder Emperor Xuanzong of Tang loved Yang Guifei so much that he couldn't eat or sleep, and was so depressed that he didn't even care that she was his daughter-in-law, and actually snatched her into his hands."

He walked and looked at the crops in the fields as he thought. Although the beautiful figure of "White Tuan Tuan" kept swaying in front of him, compared to her, Fan Xia was still slightly better. Last night, he had enjoyed himself to the fullest, so he wasn't so interested in the deputy troupe leader anymore.

The special substances in men's bodies give rise to passion for women, which cannot be ignored. However, as a man, as a man with a conscience, he must be responsible for the woman he loves.

There are differences and distinctions in the love between men and women, and these differences and distinctions lie in whether there is a tacit understanding between them. Humans possess animalistic instincts, which are sometimes particularly pronounced in sexual intercourse.

Rejecting these animalistic instincts and cultivating more humanity is determined by our social nature. Humans live in the world and cannot escape society. Since we live in society, we need to restrain ourselves with social morality and have a sense of social responsibility. If we lose our sense of social responsibility and disregard morality, many things that shouldn't happen will occur.

However, in romantic relationships, once mutual attraction occurs, things become very complex. Under certain circumstances, human animalistic instincts can become particularly strong, even to the point of being uncontrollable. In such situations, people often forgive themselves and let themselves go. People with strong self-control do exist, but they are rare. Many people, without affecting the overall situation, allow their animalistic instincts to run rampant, doing things they shouldn't do; one-night stands are a clear example.

Theoretically and morally, one-night stands should not happen, yet they continue to occur. As long as it's consensual and not discovered, it seems to be inconsequential. Although this violates the principle of "self-discipline," many people still do it, and if it doesn't affect their normal lives, it even leaves behind pleasant memories.

However, there are also tragedies. A one-night stand can lead to a sexually transmitted disease, causing deep regret. A one-night stand can also lead to promiscuity and irrationality.

Haotian's thinking is maturing, perhaps because he's with mature women. Before they were together, he missed Fanxia every day, calling, texting, or going online, feeling immense joy. Back then, masturbating while thinking about Fanxia brought him immense pleasure.

Now that they're together, his bad habits are starting to surface. His excessively strong sexual desire has shifted from primarily masturbation to actual sex. He wants to have sex with Fanxia almost every day, and if she's not satisfied, he becomes restless and unable to control himself when he encounters other women—this is one problem. Secondly, his

long-term clandestine encounters with Fanxia have fostered a habit of secretly doing things whenever he has free time, as if that's the only way to feel comfortable.

These days, he exercises and performs opera every day, which is much better than before, but not completely eradicated. For example, his desire for the deputy troupe leader ignites whenever he has the chance.

Although he had no immediate desires, the thought of the deputy commander riding in his car to the city to buy clothes tomorrow stirred a restless excitement within him. He wanted to see if the deputy commander was truly a hen, and whether she would yield when he, the rooster, pursued her.

Fan Xia warned him not to get any ideas, that she wasn't interested, but he really wanted to try and see if she was.

With that thought, he turned back to the village committee office to see the deputy commander.

The deputy commander was alone in the office. As soon as Haotian entered, he praised her and then pulled out a wad of cash. The deputy commander insisted on refusing, saying, "It's my honor to do something for you. I'll be satisfied as long as you remember me."

The deputy commander's kind words excited Haotian even more, and he insisted on stuffing the money into her waistband, a gesture that brought him into contact with her soft body. The deputy commander wasn't annoyed by his advances, and finally, unable to resist Haotian's insistence, she blushed and put the money in her bag.

"Nothing's changed for going to the city tomorrow, right?"

the deputy commander asked Haotian shyly.

"How could anything change? You're not going?"

Haotian was worried that the deputy commander wouldn't go shopping.

"Go! Why wouldn't I go? I'm just worried something might have changed."

The deputy commander's expression was much calmer than before.

"Even if they don't go, I'll make sure to take you along. We'll buy some nice clothes; you have a great figure!"

Haotian's praise was clearly teasing, testing whether she was truly celibate.

"That won't do. If you only take me, your wife will object."

The deputy commander's face flushed again.

"No way, we're going to buy clothes, not to book a room."

Haotian's words grew increasingly intimate.

"What are you saying! You can't say that."

The deputy commander said seriously, her expression becoming very calm.

"Where's your wife? Did you two get intimate last night?"

Haotian said with a grin.

"You're getting more and more outrageous,"

the deputy commander scolded Haotian.

"Just kidding,"

Haotian said with a grin, "It's not easy for him to resist sleeping next to you, this 'white ball'!"

"It's not hard at all! You're so good at teasing!"

The deputy commander's words revealed that he didn't mind Haotian's words.

"If I leave, and only stay with you, it'll be troublesome if the commander comes back and sees us and gets suspicious."

Haotian said slyly.

"That's what I was thinking too. You should go now. Come back when the village chief and Gao Jian arrive!"

the deputy commander said.

"I don't dare come back later. My eyes can't help me; I just want to see you. It wouldn't be good if someone found out."

Haotian said, giving the deputy commander a playful kiss on the hand goodbye.

The deputy commander winked at Haotian, and Haotian excitedly left the office and went to the construction site.

123: Naturally Useful

123: Naturally Useful Today was the first day of Gao Jian's paid-for sequel to the opera. Gao Jian's wife, Wu Mei, arrived at the theater early with a stool, found a place to sit, and looked around. Suddenly, she saw Zhao Yun's wife, Liu Guihua, walking towards her with a smile. She quickly stood up and went to greet Liu Guihua.

She took Liu Guihua's hand and said solicitously, "Why don't you come to my house for a while? I've been looking for you at the theater every day for several days, but I haven't seen you even once."

"Then let's go! I only came out once since the opera started. I only came out today because I heard that it was a play you paid for."

Liu Guihua immediately agreed.

Wu Mei took the stool and walked home with Liu Guihua. On the way, they happened to meet the village secretary's wife, Ren Chunhua, and insisted that Ren Chunhua come to her house for a chat.

"Oh dear, why aren't you watching such a good play? What's the point of chatting!"

Ren Chunhua didn't want to go.

“You’ve been singing for days and you still haven’t had enough? Go home and chat for a while before watching. You never visit anyone all year round, what are you busy with at home? We finally ran into you today, come back quickly!”

Wu Mei said, pushing Ren Chunhua towards home.

“Then let’s go back and sit for a while. This gray man, I can skip the daytime performances, but I can’t bear to miss a single night performance. This year’s performance is really good, and Xiaxia is singing a cappella, the more I watch, the more I want to watch.”

Ren Chunhua said excitedly.

“You like watching a whore sing? Men like seeing that whore, and you like seeing her too? I get annoyed just looking at her. She has a pretty face, she can seduce whoever she wants, and this time she’s hooked up with such a good young man. I heard she’s going to marry him, look at her, has no shame, is she even human!”

Liu Guihua said angrily.

"Don't say that. Xiaxia isn't the kind of woman who's promiscuous and will marry anyone. Your man is so in love with her that he practically forced himself on her, so you can't blame him!"

Wu Mei continued smugly. "As for my man, I've got him all under control. Who can seduce him? You still couldn't control your man, so don't blame him!"

As she spoke, Wu Mei unlocked the door.

"Control? How can I control him?"

Liu Guihua scoffed. "I'm too lazy to control him anymore. He can't control his food, drink, or clothes. Let him do whatever he wants!"

"I've already told him. If it were me, I'd control him even if he were the county head, let alone the township head. If I really couldn't control him, I'd make sure he lost his position as township head!"

Wu Mei said, her small eyes narrowed.

"Sigh, you just haven't encountered this situation. Even if you had, there would be nothing you could do. Men can't resist any pretty woman!"

Ren Chunhua said helplessly.

“I don’t believe in that nonsense. Either I divorce him, or I teach him a lesson he won’t stray. You guys are too lenient; you’ve spoiled them.”

Wu Mei said through gritted teeth.

“You think your Gao Jian is so honest? I think you’re too strict. Gao Jian doesn’t dare to be open about it; he’s just being subtle. Why did he hire Zhen Chun’s daughter as an accountant? Isn’t it because Zhen Chun’s daughter is pretty?”

Ren Chunhua said seriously.

“You’ve enlightened a clueless person. I won’t let that bastard use Zhen Chun’s daughter anymore,”

Wu Mei suddenly seemed to have discovered a secret. She felt that Gao Jian hadn’t been very proactive with her at night these past few days. She had complained to Gao Jian, but he said that he had been sleeping late because of the opera and had no energy.

"I was just joking with you, don't take it seriously. If you say something about Gao Jian for nothing, he won't let you off easily. If you tell Gao Jian it was me, I'll be in big trouble. I haven't seen him, and I haven't heard anyone else say it; it's just a guess."

Ren Chunhua realized her words were a bit unnecessary and quickly tried to salvage the situation.

"Oh! Why did you think of joking like that?"

Wu Mei complained.

"Oh! I'm a blabbermouth, just pretend I didn't say anything. Gao Jian really isn't that kind of person, unlike that slut in my house. But actually, it's not that he's slutty, it's just that I don't like doing that kind of thing. Sometimes, when someone wants to sleep with me, I don't want to, and they say they're pent up. I'm really torn; I can't refuse, but once I do, it's like inserting a thorny piece of wood. Those sluts who love to sell their bodies are 'machines' naturally good at it. Someone like me can't even support my own man, how could I dare to get married?"

Ren Chunhua, trying to dispel Wu Mei's resentment, blurted out the truth.

“That’s true. My husband complains that I’m loose, saying that Fan Xia’s is as tight as a young girl’s. Pregnancy makes you loose, how can you be as tight as a young girl? Women like that are just naturally good at it.”

Liu Guihua shared a similar view with Ren Chunhua, believing she was inferior.

“It’s not about tightness or how good it is! You’ve just spoiled them!”

Wu Mei still thought she was right. “Besides, that kind of thing needs to be used often; if you don’t use it often, it won’t work.”

“I’ve tried to control it, but I can’t. They tell you to squeeze, but no matter how you squeeze, they say it’s not tight. That woman who sells sex has also had children, how come she’s so tight? My husband is obsessed with her, praising her every time he sleeps with me. Now he’s had enough; she’s hooked up with a younger man.”

Liu Guihua seemed to really hate Fan Xia.

"Oh! You hate Fan Xia too? I thought you didn't!"

Ren Chunhua said.

"I only talk about her verbally, but I'm nice to her in person. How could I dare say anything about her to her face? I'm afraid she'd tell that devil and make me suffer,"

Liu Guihua said.

"Oh dear! You're so afraid. I said you've spoiled her, and you still say no?"

Wu Mei said.

"Don't you know? If I don't say anything, it's fine, but if I do, she starts yelling. She's easy to talk about with others, but if you expose her keeping another woman, she goes crazy! If you ignore her, she's actually quite good to you,"

Ren Chunhua continued, sharing the same worry as Liu Guihua.

"Exactly, exactly the same. My husband is the same,"

Liu Guihua said.

"Tell me what he's done. If I find out he's keeping another woman, I'll definitely make him pay. I won't be able to stop him; I'll make him a cuckold,"

Wu Mei said.

“You can do it, but we can’t. We can’t even take care of our own men, how dare we marry other men?”

Liu Guihua said.

“That’s true, you’re just saying that. But the children are grown up, it would be unfair to them if you married someone else!”

Ren Chunhua chimed in to Wu Mei.

“You’re just restraining yourselves, how is it unfair to the children? Fan Xia can hang out with young men about the same age as her son, and she’s getting married. It’s just women talking behind her back. Who can do anything to her? Her son is going to university and finding a partner. You all saw how glamorous Fan Xia is these past few days. Who looks down on her because she hangs out with young men? Those men are practically drooling over her.”

Wu Mei said.

“They’re all beautiful, with great figures like young people, natural beauties, who can compare?”

Liu Guihua said. “They’re born to sell their bodies, you can’t learn that even if you try.”

“You say Fan Xia is good-looking, that’s one thing, but Gao Huan’s daughter is as ugly as a pig, and she still married her nephew Chen Ze, didn’t she? Women can’t control men, men go out and mess around, men can’t control women, women mess around. Fan Xia met a living dead man, Chang Hongyun, and Gao Huan’s daughter met a deadbeat Chen Wengui. If they met our man, let’s see if they would still dare to mess around? Even if they did, they would do it secretly, a few times, how could they dare to mess around openly?”

Wu Mei said.

“These things are hard to explain. I always think, I’m half a lifetime old, what will be will be, you can’t change it even if you try to control me.”

Ren Chunhua said, “I’m going to watch the play, are you coming or not?”

“If you want to watch, then go! We’re not watching.”

Wu Mei said.

After Ren Chunhua left in a hurry, Wu Mei asked Liu Guihua, "Do you think what Ren Chunhua said about Gao Jian and Zhen Chun's daughter is true?"

"It depends on whether you think it's true or not. I haven't heard anyone say it!"

Liu Guihua had actually heard about it from Zhao Yun, but Zhao Yun told her not to tell anyone, and she was never one to gossip, so she said this.

"I didn't think so either. I did have some doubts, but I thought Zhen Chun's wife wasn't that kind of person, and her daughter wouldn't be either. You know that daughter, right? She really doesn't seem like that kind of person. But since he came back this time, Gao Jian isn't as clingy to me as before. —Is he really involved? Since Ren Chunhua said it, there must be some truth to it. I have to be careful,"

Wu Mei said.

"I don't know. I told you, Gao Jian isn't like our husband, nor like the Party Secretary. He's not that kind of slut!"

Liu Guihua said.

“You don’t know, Gao Jian is really good at that. One time he came back, my mother was still here, and as soon as the light was turned on, he was on top of me, breathing heavily. I think my mother must have heard everything,”

Wu Mei said.

“Oh! That’s not just Gao Jian’s fault, is it? If you didn’t let him, how could he have gotten on top of you?”

Liu Guihua said.

“Sigh! I know my man, that thing of his is as hard as an iron rod. He hasn’t been back for a long time, and I’m afraid he’ll get too frustrated,”

Wu Mei said.

“Men, you know, they’re all different. If it were me, I’d let him have his way, but I can’t let my old mother do this to me in bed. Besides, how could he get frustrated? I’ve never heard of that,”

Liu Guihua said.

“The more you talk about it, the clearer it becomes. Men support women, and if women make mistakes, you can’t just blame the men,”

Wu Mei said.

“My husband used to be a good man, but after he came here, that slut bewitched him. She only wanted to take advantage of him, and now that she doesn’t need him anymore, she dumped him. But even though she dumped him, he doesn’t dare to do anything to her!”

Liu Guihua said.

“Even a one-night stand deserves a hundred days of kindness, right? So many years have passed, what can she do?”

Wu Mei said.

124: Fair and delicate

124: Fair and delicate Haotian started his car early in the morning, picking up the village chief, deputy regimental commander, and Liu Chunmei before heading to the city. On the way, Liu Chunmei asked for Haotian’s phone number, saying that her shop had a full range of decoration materials and that Haotian should choose materials from her shop. Haotian was delighted and readily agreed.

The deputy regimental commander thought to herself that this handsome young man was in for another stroke of luck. She had traveled to many places and had no shortage of handsome young men pursuing her, but she had rarely seen one as outstanding as Haotian. A strong desire surged within her, fearing that Liu Chunmei would snatch this precious opportunity away. Therefore, she kept thinking all the way that she couldn't let Liu Chunmei take it from her.

The car passed a small restaurant by the roadside, and the village chief called everyone to get out for breakfast. While eating breakfast, the deputy leader preemptively said that she was unfamiliar with Zhenshan City and would need Haotian to accompany her to buy clothes.

Liu Chunmei said, "These young men wouldn't bother accompanying you shopping for clothes. We'll take you to the mall first, and pick you up after you've finished shopping."

The deputy commander was anxious and said, "Haotian has to accompany you, whether he wants to or not."

Haotian, afraid Liu Chunmei would criticize him, immediately came up with a plan. He said to the deputy commander, "I want to browse the bookstore properly today. You buy clothes, I'll buy books. The bookstore is very close to the mall."

The village chief also saw Liu Chunmei's thoughts and said, "Take me to the meeting place first, then take Chunmei back. Where you two shop is your business. However, Haotian has to protect the deputy commander. There are thieves and hooligans in the city now, so you'd better keep a close eye on him. If something happens to the deputy commander while he's performing in our village, it'll be our responsibility." "

Don't worry, village chief, I guarantee I'll make sure the deputy commander comes back safely,"

Haotian said excitedly. Only then was the deputy commander relieved.

Seeing the village chief's words, Liu Chunmei immediately changed her tone, saying, "That's right, you can't abandon the deputy commander."

She thought to herself, "Fan Xia found such a handsome young man, but she's lost her mind, chasing after women like wolves. She'll be heartbroken; after marriage, she'll cry more than she wets herself."

Haotian first took the village chief to the meeting place, then drove Liu Chunmei to her shop. Liu Chunmei asked Haotian and the deputy commander to watch her shop, but the deputy commander said not to go downstairs, that they should hurry and buy clothes. Haotian complied, and Liu Chunmei looked unhappy. Haotian didn't care whether Liu Chunmei was happy or not; as soon as she got out of the car, he drove away.

In Tianxia Square, Haotian accompanied the deputy commander, and they quickly found a place selling cashmere sweaters.

The deputy commander picked out a long black turtleneck cashmere sweater and tried it on for Haotian to see if it looked good. Haotian stared at the deputy commander's round, pert buttocks and long, shapely thighs, nodding repeatedly in amazement to indicate that it looked good.

After paying for the deputy commander's sweater, he put his hand on her buttocks and urged her to continue choosing her favorite clothes. The deputy commander said she had many clothes and that buying one would be enough.

After leaving Tianxia Square, the deputy commander said she was a little sleepy and suggested to Haotian that they find a place to rest. Haotian was secretly delighted and led the deputy commander to a hotel and booked a room.

As soon as they entered the room, Haotian hugged the deputy commander tightly from behind and said, "Your butt is so lovely. I wanted to seduce you when we were trying on clothes in the mall."

"Behave yourself, don't try to take advantage of me!"

the deputy commander said.

"Who's taking advantage of whom? I gave you money, bought you clothes, and just hugged and cuddled you. You still feel like you're losing out?"

Haotian said, bringing his nose close to the deputy commander's neck to smell. "So fragrant, with a special sweet scent."

"You gave me money and bought me clothes, do you think I'd take it for free? I was planning to give every penny to Fan Xia before I left. Fan Xia is going to be your wife. What you're doing is a betrayal of your wife, do you know that? Fan Xia is a good sister I just met. If I mess around with you, I'll be letting down my good sister."

The deputy commander stood by the window and looked out.

The deputy commander's words reminded Haotian of Fan Xia's words, "She didn't mean it that way, don't overthink it." Feeling he'd been a bit arrogant, he apologized, "I was wrong, please forgive me, Deputy Commander!"

"Hehehe,"

the deputy commander turned around, looking seductively at Haotian standing there dumbfounded, and said, "You're really something, I convinced you with just one sentence. But I want to see if you're really a saint."

As she spoke, she walked to Haotian's side and placed her hand on his crotch.

Haotian couldn't resist the teasing of such a charming woman; his manhood immediately hardened, his breathing became rapid, and his eyes glazed over.

"You're a seductress! Do you know how much I've been thinking about you these past few days? I finally got this opportunity, how could I let it go? I was really afraid Liu Chunmei would snatch you away, did you notice?"

the deputy commander said, rubbing Haotian's crotch incessantly.

"I noticed, why are all the women trying to seduce me?"

Haotian said, his breath coming in short gasps as the deputy commander made his manhood feel like an iron rod.

"It's human nature to love beauty. What woman doesn't? You're a rare beauty in the world, with captivating eyes that can melt anyone's heart. Don't you know your own advantages?"

The deputy commander said as he unbuckled Haotian's belt and pulled it down, revealing Haotian's penis. The deputy commander held it in his hand and said, "It's really big. I heard from the villagers that you have a big penis. After they told me, I've loved you even more."

"Why do women all love big penises?"

Haotian asked in a low voice, his erection still erect, watching the deputy commander play with his penis with such fascination.

"It's actually a matter of curiosity. Too big is useless. Your thing is big, but not excessively big, just right. I saw a black man's in a movie, and it was about the same length and thickness as my forearm. It made me feel disgusted."

The deputy commander hurriedly fiddled with Haotian's penis, which was erect and almost touching his stomach. "Big is also hard. If it's big but not hard, who would want to see it!"

"Aren't you afraid of my big thing? Is the commander's as big as mine?"

Haotian asked, hands on his hips.

"The commander's isn't small either, not as long as yours, but it can still match yours in size. It used to be quite hard, but it's noticeably weaker in the last two years. Your thing is really fun to hold; it brings me joy. Fan Xia is truly a lucky woman!"

the deputy commander said enviously. "When I first heard that Fan Xia wanted to marry you, I found it a bit unbelievable. Later, I heard that you have a big thing, and I understood the mystery. Seeing it with my own eyes today, I understand Fan Xia even more. A tool as beautiful, large, and hard as yours is truly rare in the world."

Hao Tian suddenly had a whimsical idea to trick the deputy commander, so he said to him, "This tool of mine already belongs to Fan Xia. She repeatedly warned me to protect it well for her and not let anyone use it carelessly. If you want to use it, just call her and ask if she agrees."

After saying that, he pushed the deputy commander's hand away and pulled up his pants.

Hao Tian thought the deputy commander would beg him, but unexpectedly, the deputy commander angrily left him and went to the bathroom. Haotian was a little dumbfounded, blaming himself for saying those things, so he quickly followed her to the bathroom.

The bathroom door was already closed, and the deputy commander was taking a shower inside. Haotian's penis immediately went limp, and he suddenly felt happy, thinking that this was good, otherwise he would have done something to betray Fan Xia again.

He lay down on the bed, thinking of Fan Xia, thinking of Fan Xia who was about to become his official wife. But just then, he heard the bathroom door open, followed by a captivating voice: "Could you help me scrub my back?"

"Yes!"

Haotian said without thinking and entered the bathroom. The deputy commander's fair and supple body was on full display, and Haotian was once again stunned.

So beautiful, so moist, Haotian stared blankly at the deputy commander in his heart. Seeing that Haotian was captivated by her beauty, the deputy commander smiled at him, a natural and sincere smile, a charming and alluring smile, a sweet and moving smile.

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