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Chapter 1 The Unbearable Thirst

Longwang Village, which had been suffering from a prolonged drought, had just experienced a massive downpour. It was as if the heavens, like a strong man who had been holding his urine for a long time, unleashed their torrents for seven days and seven nights, filling every river and ditch in the village. The village was flooded, with water reaching feet deep everywhere. Even the farmland nestled in remote mountain valleys was largely submerged. Fortunately, the fertile fields of Longwang Village were located on the mountains and slopes, and the farmers in the valleys didn't expect a good harvest anyway. So, while this was a minor inconvenience for the villagers, it still fueled their resentment.

According to the elders of Longwang Village, this rain was a once-in-a-century event. Because Longwang Village was a blessed land, protected by the Dragon King, even a major flood of the Yellow River wouldn't harm the village. Unexpectedly, this time things were different; the torrential rain had thrown everything into disarray. "Damn it, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple! They're all turning their backs on each other!" the villagers cursed at the heavens. The once-thriving Dragon King Temple on the mountain had fallen into ruin these days, with no one even offering incense, let alone offerings. Even during the War of Resistance against Japan, when the Japanese blocked the mountain, and during the famine of 1958 when people starved to death, villagers still risked their lives to go to the temple every day to offer incense and sacrifices. In the words of the villagers of Longwang Village, no matter what, they couldn't let the Dragon King, who protected Longwang Village, starve to death! This shows how much the villagers of Longwang Village hated the Dragon King after this rain! After the

rain stopped, Long Xiaobao, covered in mud, scurried up to the Dragon King Temple on the mountain. His two thieving eyes darted around, and when they landed on the empty offering table—not even a single hard, dry bun—he couldn't help but point at the Dragon King statue in the center of the temple and curse, "Damn it, what's the use of worshipping you every day? Believe me or not, I'll tear down your damn clay statue!" "Woof woof woof woof!" A dog barked behind Long Xiaobao. He turned around, laughing and cursing, "General, do you also think worshipping this clay statue is useless?" "Woof woof woof woof!" A large black wolfhound, almost as short as a calf, darted into the temple, nodding its large black head with surprising intelligence while licking Long Xiaobao's face with its rough head, making Long Xiaobao giggle.

Long Xiaobao had been trapped on the mountain for seven or eight days. Normally, he would stay in the orchard halfway up the mountain, and his godfather or godmother would bring him food at mealtimes. Now, with this torrential rain lasting so long, the roads up the mountain were probably blocked. These past few days he'd been starving, his eyes practically glowing green. If it weren't for the general's unwavering loyalty, he would have already eaten it. He'd been hoping the rain would stop so he could find something to appease his hunger at the Dragon King Temple, but he'd miscalculated.

At this moment, Long Xiaobao was absolutely furious looking at the clay statue of the Dragon King. He spat twice into his palm, gathering all his strength to push the Dragon King over. But then, out of nowhere, a thunderclap rang out, startling Long Xiaobao so much his heart nearly leaped out of his mouth. "This is offending the gods!" Long Xiaobao touched his crotch; it was soaking wet. "Damn it, I peed my pants!" Terrified, Long Xiaobao called out to General, then covered his head and dashed out of the Dragon King Temple, yelling, "Damn it, that old Dragon King is really quite powerful!" Long Xiaobao rushed back to his orchard, went straight to his little wooden hut, jumped onto the bed, called the big wolfhound to come up, and then covered his head with the blanket. He hid under the covers for a while before daring to peek out. Peeking out the window, seeing nothing unusual, he finally relaxed.

"General, go fetch my book!" Long Xiaobao whistled, and the big wolfhound darted off the bed, carrying an ancient book, and came running back, wagging its tail.

"Ptooey!" Long Xiaobao spat twice on his fingers, then opened his prized copy of the *I Ching* (Book of Changes) for calculation. "Let me tell you if this is auspicious or inauspicious!" "Grumble, gurgle!" Just as he opened the book, his stomach rumbled again. "The rain stopped halfway through, why haven't my godfather and godmother brought me any food? I'm starving!" Long Xiaobao clutched his stomach, seething with anger. "What can I do? I'm not their biological son, after all." Unable to bear the hunger any longer, Long Xiaobao slowly got out of bed, knocked two unripe fruits from a tree in the orchard, and took a big bite. The fruits were still ripe and inedible. Long Xiaobao's eyes welled up with tears from the sourness, and his mouth stretched wide enough to reach the back of his head!

"Here!" He pried open General's mouth and stuffed another fruit into its mouth. General yelped and spat it out, barking twice at Long Xiaobao in dissatisfaction, before disappearing in a few leaps.

Long Xiaobao took a bite of the unripe fruit, then returned to the cabin. He pulled a thick picture book from under his bedding, filled with images of voluptuous women with exposed breasts and buttocks, many of them blonde and blue-eyed foreign women. These beauties posed provocatively, some even spreading their legs, revealing mysterious parts that would fuel the fantasies of any normal man, making Long Xiaobao drool.

"Damn, if those breasts were wet, I could suck on them, that would be wonderful!" Long Xiaobao tapped the pictures of the beauties in the book, licking his lips, his eyes gleaming with a faint blue light.

Chapter 2 Hurry Up and Push Harder

Unable to endure any longer, Long Xiaobao reluctantly went down the mountain in the latter half of the afternoon. The floodwaters in the village were still quite deep. Long Xiaobao rolled up his pants to his thighs and carefully waded his way home. The village's sleazy women, seeing Long Xiaobao, covered their mouths and laughed, their eyes fixed on his crotch as if he possessed a treasure.

"You son of a bitch, Erdanzi, if I ever run into you, I'll skin you alive!" Long Xiaobao knew exactly what those sleazy women were looking at. He remembered two years ago, when he and Erdanzi went fishing in the stream behind the mountain, he slipped and fell in the river. When he stood up, he realized his underwear was ripped down to his ankles. Just then, Erdanzi stared intently at his manhood, then grinned and shouted, "Come look! Come look! Xiaobao's thing is bigger than a donkey's!" Erdanzi was the village chief Wang Fugui's simple-minded son, his only precious child. Erdanzi wasn't truly stupid, just a bit dim-witted and lacking common sense. As the saying goes, fools speak the truth. With Erdanzi's outburst, the whole village knew that Long Xiaobao's thing was bigger than a donkey's. Longwangzhuang was a remote mountain village, and the women there weren't as shy as city women; they were all quite bold and outspoken. Often, unsatisfied women would tease Long Xiaobao, saying things like,

"Wait till I get the chance to fuck you all to death!" Long Xiaobao's stomach was growling with hunger, and he didn't have time to pay attention to any of this, just hurrying home.

It was dinnertime, even though it wasn't dark yet. But in the summer, people in the countryside eat early. From afar, Long Xiaobao could smell the aroma of meat coming from his house. When he arrived, he saw his godfather, godmother, and their four-year-old son sitting around the stone table eating. Glancing at the fragrant stewed hen on the table, Long Xiaobao's face darkened even further.

"Oh, Xiaobao's back! I was just thinking of having your godfather bring you food up the mountain after dinner," Ma Jufang said, feeling embarrassed by her godson's grim expression. His godfather, Long Laonian, also wished he could disappear into the ground at the sight of his godson.

"Yeah, you're back!" Long Xiaobao didn't stand on ceremony, tearing off a chicken leg and gnawing on it.

Long Xiaobao wasn't their biological son. This wasn't a secret in Longwang Village. Long Laonian and Ma Jufang had been childless for most of their lives, and despite their constant efforts in bed every night, they hadn't conceived a child in over a decade. There's an old saying about "introducing offspring," suggesting that if a couple unable to have children adopted one, they could have a whole family of offspring in the future. So Long Laonian and Ma Jufang decided to adopt a child to help their Long family line.

Long Xiaobao was an orphan. His grandfather died when he was seven. He didn't know who his parents were, and sometimes he felt like he was Sun Wukong, born from a stone. Since he was seven, he had survived by eating at the homes of many families. It was around that time that Long Laonian and Ma Jufang adopted him. At first, the elderly couple truly treated Long Xiaobao like their own son, showering him with care. But four years ago, Ma Jufang's once-shriveled belly suddenly swelled up, and after ten months of pregnancy, she gave birth to a healthy baby boy, much to the couple's delight. An adopted child, of course, could not compare to their own flesh and blood. So the elderly couple gradually neglected Long Xiaobao, though they still treated him well.

Long Xiaobao didn't like studying, spending all his time playing, so his grades naturally weren't good. Three years ago, however, Old Man Long stubbornly sold their large, fat pig meant for the New Year, gritting his teeth and paying a high price to get Long Xiaobao into the county's top high school. The old couple had been hoping that Long Xiaobao could make them proud and get into a good university. But who would have thought that in Long Xiaobao's second year of high school, he secretly stopped his classmate—the daughter of the county party secretary—not only undressed her and groped her breasts, but also almost forced himself on her. As a result, Long Xiaobao was unsurprisingly expelled.

From then on, Old Man Long was completely disappointed in Long Xiaobao and became increasingly indifferent. Fortunately, the old couple weren't heartless people. After some discussion, they leased several acres of wasteland on the south hillside, planted fruit trees, and started an orchard. They planted vegetables and scallions among the trees in the orchard, giving eighteen-year-old Long Xiaobao something to do and preventing him from being led astray by the village hooligans. When he wasn't busy, he would guard the orchard on the mountain. At mealtimes, the old couple would bring him three meals a day. Long Xiaobao not only didn't object to this arrangement, but he was like a free-spirited colt, running around and having a great time.

Long Xiaobao ate two chicken legs with a long face, devoured a lot of chicken, and drank two bowls of soup before finally finishing. Long Xiaobao picked a small stick from the broom, picked his teeth, and stretched out his hand to Long Laonian: "Godfather, give me twenty yuan!"

Long Laonian immediately became angry: "Xiaobao, what do you need the money for?" "To go back to the orchard to sleep. It's dark and the roads are slippery. I need to buy a flashlight!" Long Xiaobao said stubbornly, looking completely self-righteous. Ma Jufang nudged Long Laonian, then turned and went back into the inner room to get twenty yuan, handing it to Long Xiaobao.

"My godmother still loves me the most!" Long Xiaobao took the money, beaming, and went out.

By this time, it was completely dark. Because it had just rained, the village streets were quiet. Long Xiaobao headed straight for the village chief Wang Fugui's shop. When he arrived, Long Xiaobao found Wang Fugui's shop completely dark.

"That shouldn't be happening. Damn it, he just finished drinking soup and then went straight to bed with a slut, how much energy does he have?" Long Xiaobao scratched his head, turning to go to another shop, but after a few steps, he turned back. Because Wang Fugui was the village chief, he greatly appreciated villagers buying things from his shop.

"Village Chief! Village Chief!" Long Xiaobao shouted at the top of his lungs, but no one answered. Instead, he attracted several female dogs in heat who were wandering the street, baring their teeth and howling at him.

"Damn it, wait until tomorrow, I'll let General fuck you dogs to death!" Long Xiaobao bent down to pick up a brick and scared the dogs away. Then he circled around Wang Fugui's courtyard wall, wondering if he should call for Wang Fugui to come out from behind the wall. He circled around until he reached the back of Wang Fugui's house. Because of the hot weather, the back window was open. He suddenly heard a woman's moans coming from inside: "You son of a bitch, harder, harder, push it in, push it in, it's so itchy, so itchy!"

Chapter 3 The White Millstone's Belly Rotten

Upon hearing this sound, the hot-blooded Long Xiaobao was first stunned, then felt his blood boil as if cold water had been poured into a frying pan. Judging from the voice, it must be the village chief's wife, Tian Xiuhua.

Although Tian Xiuhua was over forty years old, one could still vaguely see her youthful beauty. It was probably because Wang Fugui had abused his power to embezzle money from the village, buying expensive bottles and jars for his wife, claiming they were cosmetics. Tian Xiuhua would apply them to her face all the time, and some villagers had seen it and said that her face was covered in... Like the painted-face actor playing Xiang Yu, it was absolutely terrifying! But no matter what, Tian Xiuhua didn't look old at all.

Not only was she beautiful, but she also had large breasts and a round bottom—the typical figure for bearing sons. Although she had a mentally challenged son, Erdanzi, at least she had a son. Tian Xiuhua had a naturally slender waist, and being a naturally flirtatious woman, she would often sway her waist and shake her large, round buttocks as she walked around the streets, making the men in the village drool and practically poke holes in their underwear. The villagers of Longwangzhuang would secretly curse behind Wang Fugui's back: "All the good cunts have been fucked by dogs!" Hearing the commotion, it was clear that Wang Fugui and Tian Xiuhua were up to something. Long Xiaobao wanted to turn around and leave. But then he thought, the mountain roads were slippery; if something happened and he fell into a ditch, it would be a huge loss. So he absolutely had to buy this flashlight. But…

"Should I wait until they're done before I knock on the door?" Long Xiaobao decided to wait. But Tian Xiuhua's cries from inside grew louder and louder, tempting Long Xiaobao's appetite: "I've never seen anything like this before. I have nothing else to do, so I might as well learn!" Long Xiaobao's eagerness to learn kicked in.

He glanced to the side and saw a large poplar tree behind Wang Fugui's window, its branches reaching all the way to the back window. Long Xiaobao kicked off his shoes, spat twice into his palm, and then climbed the tree like a monkey. Finding a good vantage point, Long Xiaobao hooked his feet on the branches, did a handstand, and leaned against the back window, slowly peering into the house.

The house was brightly lit, and he could see clearly through the screen window. He saw the thin, withered Wang Fugui lying on the bed, while his wife, Tian Xiuhua, sat on top of him, moving up and down rhythmically. Tian Xiuhua was facing Long Xiaobao, her two fleshy breasts bouncing up and down. Her eyes were glazed, and she was constantly twisting her slender waist.

"Push it up! Push it up, man, harder!" Tian Xiuhua shouted loudly. Meanwhile, Wang Fugui frowned, gritted his teeth, and groaned like a dead dog, motionless.

"Damn it, this guy's obviously no good!" Long Xiaobao touched his own manhood, secretly despising the village chief Wang Fugui's cowardly appearance.

"Wife, wife, stop! Stop! My belly is about to be crushed by your big white millstone!" Wang Fugui hastily finished, quickly stopping Tian Xiuhua, and then slipped off the bed.

"Damn it, where are you going?" Tian Xiuhua glared at him with her beautiful eyes, asking angrily.

"Secretary Ma Jianguo invited me to play cards, you go to sleep first!" Wang Fugui picked up his shoes and walked out.

"Useless thing, if you could serve me well even once, then I'd consider you capable, Wang Fugui!" Tian Xiuhua cursed fiercely at Wang Fugui's back.

"Crack," "Crack!" Long Xiaobao, who was intently peeping at Tian Xiuhua's body, suddenly felt the branch he was hooked on about to break. This house was so high, if he fell from up there, he wouldn't be able to take it! In a panic, Long Xiaobao kicked off the branch with all his might, and with the force of the impact, Long Xiaobao's head slammed into the back window.

Wang Fugui's new house, which he had just built this spring, hadn't had time to install windows yet, only nailed on screens. How could this thin layer of screens keep out Long Xiaobao? Long Xiaobao cried out and fell into Tian Xiuhua's room. The bed was right below the window, so Long Xiaobao landed right on the soft mattress and was unharmed. This startled Tian Xiuhua, who was naked. She screamed and quickly grabbed a blanket to wrap around herself.

"Oh no!" Long Xiaobao broke out in a cold sweat. He scrambled to his feet, ready to leave. Tian Xiuhua swiftly grabbed his arm. "You little rascal! Staying up all night doing this disreputable business, aren't you afraid of getting corns in your eyes?" Tian Xiuhua finished speaking and slapped Long Xiaobao twice across the face.

"Auntie, I didn't mean to! I came to buy a flashlight, but you wouldn't open the door! I heard a noise at the back window, so I came up to check. I just wanted to knock to buy something," Long Xiaobao said, rubbing his burning cheek, then pulling out twenty yuan from his pocket.

"Oh! It's true!" Seeing Long Xiaobao pull out twenty yuan, Tian Xiuhua was mostly convinced, because Long Laonian was an extremely stingy man who would never give Long Xiaobao pocket money.

"Then tell your auntie, what did you see just now?" Tian Xiuhua stared at Long Xiaobao's face, which, though still somewhat childish, possessed a certain masculine charm, and a strange thought inexplicably welled up within her.

"I didn't see anything!" Long Xiaobao was determined not to admit it, no matter what.

"You little rascal, since that's the case, then I'll call your Uncle Fugui over and see how he deals with you, you little brat!" Tian Xiuhua deliberately tried to scare Long Xiaobao.

Long Xiaobao waved his hands frantically, "No, Auntie, no, Auntie! I'll tell you, I'll tell you!" "Tell me, what did you see!" Tian Xiuhua asked again.

There was no other way; at this point, he could only bite the bullet and tell her. "I saw Auntie's big white millstone grinding on Uncle Fugui's belly! And I saw Auntie's here!" Long Xiaobao pointed at Tian Xiuhua's large breasts. Unexpectedly, his finger accidentally poked right there, and even through the sheet, Long Xiaobao could still feel the heat and softness inside.

"Nephew, I have a question for you!" Tian Xiuhua glanced down at Long Xiaobao's crotch and asked, "Is your thing really bigger than a donkey's?" "Auntie, no way, it's all your Erdanzi talking nonsense!" Long Xiaobao was a little annoyed. "Then let your auntie check!" Tian Xiuhua said, and before Long Xiaobao could refuse, she reached into his pants. "Goodness, it's really big, much bigger than your Uncle Fugui's!" Tian Xiuhua's eyes were shining. "Xiaobao

, you've grown up so much, and you still don't know what a woman's taste is like?" Tian Xiuhua asked, licking her dry lips.

"Mmm!" Long Xiaobao was like a good boy.

"Want to try it out?" Tian Xiuhua said, pulling Long Xiaobao's hand and pressing it against her breasts.

"Open the door, open the door!" At this moment, the village chief Wang Fugui's voice suddenly came from outside the yard. Tian Xiuhua and Long Xiaobao were both startled.

"What are you howling about, you son of a bitch? Didn't you go to the Party Secretary's house to play cards?" Tian Xiuhua asked guiltily through the gate.

"I didn't take any money, give me some capital!" Wang Fugui muttered.

"Win more money for me, or I won't let you sleep with me!" Tian Xiuhua readily gave Wang Fugui several tens of yuan, and then heard his footsteps disappear into the distance.

"If you really want to experience what it's like to be with a woman, I'll give you some! I'll come find you in your orchard the day after tomorrow when I'm free!" Tian Xiuhua was also quite frightened, so as soon as Wang Fugui left, she quickly let Long Xiaobao go. Before leaving, Tian Xiuhua not only gave Long Xiaobao a flashlight for free, but also forced a pack of "Shiqu" cigarettes on him.

[The End]

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