【The Story of a Rural Peddler Taming a Woman】(28) Author: wushisanqian

Author: wushisanqian
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The Country Peddler's Tale of Taming Women (Twenty-Eight)

People say that introverted people are more ruthless and perverted when they become vicious. While autistic people may not like to communicate with others, they
actually think more deeply than normal people.

Zhiying's daily washing of the bed sheets successfully attracted the old lady's attention. Unfortunately, the old lady's eyesight was
failing , not her keen eyesight; she didn't notice the secret of the bed sheets and happily thought her silly son
was very skilled in bed.

Zhiying had no choice but to grit her teeth and endure it, hoping that one day the old lady would discover it and stop Erhao
's act of urinating into her.

However, urine isn't semen; it's waste fluid that the body can't absorb and excrete—it's impurities
. A woman's vagina is a very delicate area, easily infected. Erhao's repeated penetration, once or even two or three times a
day , quickly infected Zhiying's vagina. At first, it itched,
then became unbearably itchy, and later, red rashes appeared, making urination excruciatingly painful. That night,
Erhao ignored her complaints, disregarding her well-being, and continued to have sex, even urinating inside her afterwards.

One day, she couldn't bear it anymore; she could barely lift her feet. She finally mustered the courage to tell the old lady
she wanted to see a doctor. Unexpectedly, the old lady misinterpreted the situation, thinking Zhiying was
pregnant. Alas, it all passed by in a series of misunderstandings. Zhiying had no one to confide in, and in despair,
she could only turn to her mother for help.

When Zhiying's parents saw their daughter return from her in-laws' house without a word, they were about to scold her, but before they could even utter a sound,
Zhiying hugged her mother and burst into tears. Her tears of grievance transformed into a gentle, comforting embrace, instantly turning
the scolding into tender love.

After crying for a while, under her mother's repeated prompting, the girl, who suffered from severe autism,
finally recounted the torment she had endured over the past few days, leaving her mother horrified and seething with anger.

Coming to her senses, Zhiying's mother immediately took her to the commune clinic. The diagnosis was that Zhiying's
vagina had been subjected to prolonged external impact, causing bleeding in multiple areas and a severe infection, leading to erosion and suppuration
throughout the vagina. When the doctor heard that it was caused by long-term vaginal irrigation, the nearly sixty-year-old
doctor angrily slammed her reading glasses on the table, the lenses flying everywhere, declaring with uncontrollable fury that this was
the most absurd thing she had ever encountered in her life. The old doctor also told Zhiying's mother that the condition was very serious,
and even if she could recover, it would take at least half a year, and it might even affect her ability to conceive in the future.

Zhiying's mother turned pale upon hearing this and remained silent. After returning home, she settled her daughter in and immediately grabbed her husband
's arm, storming off to Pingyang Village to confront her in-laws. During the argument, one of their words was deemed unacceptable, and they broke off
the engagement. She felt it was better for her daughter to be unwanted and raised at home to die of old age than to be tormented to death.

…

Meanwhile, Erhao had only lived as a married man for about ten days, but despite the
short time, it completely transformed him from an old boy into a man in the truest sense, especially after
experiencing the pleasures of a woman. From then on, his heart was filled with a desire for women.

If before, his liking for women was simply about their beauty, now
Erhao's feelings towards women were much more complex. Besides liking their pretty faces and being interested in their
full even more interested in their vaginas, imagining the wonderful feeling of penetration.

After his wife died, Erhao became completely listless. The villagers said it was because he missed women.
He neglected his work in the fields and his woodcutting in the mountains, only going where there were crowds. He would sit in a corner watching the women in the crowd,
or sit on a stool in front of his house, staring intently at any woman who passed by until she turned the corner and
disappeared from sight. At mealtimes, when no one was around, Erhao would go back inside and sit by the kitchen,
watching Lingying busy at work. The straps of her apron stretched her clothes
so tight that her large breasts seemed about to burst out. When she turned around, her round buttocks met Erhao's gaze, the outline of her underwear
clearly visible, making Erhao swallow hard.

Occasionally, when Lingying turned around and saw Erhao staring intently at her, she would smile happily and teasingly
ask , "Erhao, what are you looking at?"

Erhao would, of course, answer truthfully, "Sister-in-law, I'm looking at you."

"Is she pretty?" Lingying would ask again.

"Yes, she's pretty!" Erhao would reply.

Of course, sometimes when Lingying was in a bad mood, or too busy to manage, seeing Erhao's unabashed
gaze, she would take it out on him: "Erhao, what are you looking at?"

"I'm looking at you, sister-in-law!" Erhao replied.

"I'm your brother's, it's no use looking at me." Lingying snapped again.

"My brother said it's okay to look, it's okay to think about it, I didn't lay a hand on you." Erhao said.

"…………" Lingying cursed a few times, but found that she couldn't vent her anger at all, and the more she cursed, the angrier she became, so she stopped cursing and
focused on cooking.

Once, perhaps a few days before her period, Lingying really wanted a man's big penis
to penetrate her. But it was the busy farming season, and Linhao had to work despite his back pain, so Lingying begged him for
several nights, but Linhao didn't penetrate her. This made Lingying feel very uncomfortable, and she even broke out in many pimples on her face.
She was also angry, and her face was gloomy all day long. She didn't even look at Linhao's face when she did things, and she deliberately
smashed .

That day, the whole family went to the fields to harvest the rice. Even the old lady, whose legs weren't very nimble, went to help tie up the rice stalks and chase away
the sparrows. (Just a side note: back then, farmers didn't have pesticides or insecticides,
so there were many sparrows in the fields and mountains. Farmers had limited yields on their few acres, so everyone rushed to harvest the rice as soon as it
ripened
. If you were slow, everyone else's rice would be harvested, leaving only yours. Then, swarms of sparrows would fly into your field like a dark cloud and eat your rice, leaving almost nothing after a few days.) Only
Erhao, who was obsessed with women, couldn't be called. After being called a few times, he refused to help and was left at home.

Around noon, Lingying, following the old lady's instructions, carried back two fertilizer bags of rice, preparing...
After cooking lunch, she took it to the fields to eat. Seeing Erhao sitting at the doorway basking in the sun catching shrimp, she
called out and handed him the load. Erhao was a little reluctant, but seeing that it was his beloved sister-in-law who had given the order,
he lazily got up and took the load from Lingying's shoulder, carrying it upstairs and spreading it out on the floor. Originally,
the freshly harvested rice was supposed to be dried in the village's threshing ground before being carried back, but recently everyone was harvesting
rice, so there weren't enough threshing grounds. Everyone went to reserve a spot early in the morning, and now it was already noon, so
there was no empty space left. Therefore, Lin Hao had already instructed that the rice be spread out on the floor to air dry first, and then
carried to dry slowly when a spot was reserved. The rice harvested on a sunny day wouldn't
sprout or mold if it was spread out on the floor.

After spreading out the rice, Erhao handed the empty bag to Lingying, and instead of going back to the doorway, he sat directly in the kitchen
watching Lingying busy herself. Anyway, this wasn't the first time, so Lingying ignored him and went about washing the rice and starting the fire to cook.
The dishes were a simple pickled cowpea, a boiled gourd, a bowl of preserved mustard greens that had been stir-fried yesterday,
and a salted duck egg for Lin Hao.

Lingying chopped the gourd on the cutting board and was about to put it in the pan when she noticed the oil wasn't hot enough. So she
casually put her hands on her hips and waited. Suddenly, she noticed Erhao staring at her intently, so she jokingly asked,
"Erhao, you're looking at your sister-in-law like that again. Is she pretty?"

"Yes, pretty!" Erhao replied.

"What's pretty about her?" Since the oil wasn't hot yet, Lingying couldn't help but ask again.

"You're pretty everywhere!" Erhao said.

"Do you think you're prettier, or your ex-wife?" Lingying asked on a whim, just to
pass the time.

"They're both pretty, but I felt very comfortable when Zhiying helped me operate the bellows," Erhao said.

"What bellows?" Lingying didn't know what he meant by "bellows.

" "Sister-in-law, you're so silly! You don't even know what bellows is? It's using my penis to push and pull where Zhiying pees!"
Erhao said.

"Haha, bellows, Erhao, how did you come up with that name? It's so funny." This
was the first time found it hilarious.

"That's what Mom said, it's using your penis to pull bellows." Erhao said.

"Oh, so where do you feel comfortable? Did Zhiying tell you she felt comfortable too?" Lingying asked.

"I just feel very comfortable with my penis. Zhiying didn't tell me. Hmm, sister-in-law, have you ever done
bellows with your brother? Did you feel comfortable?" Erhao asked.

"Comfortable, of course it felt comfortable." Lingying's words unconsciously became less like talking to Erhao
and more like flirting with a man.

"I feel comfortable too. I really like doing bellows." Erhao said.

"Oh, so how long do you do bellows each time?" Lingying asked.

"I don't know, it just takes a long time, sometimes an hour or two." Erhao was taught by Old Lady Hong
that he had to wait until he urinated before he was considered done.

"What? An hour or two? Are you sure you're not mistaken?" Lingying wasn't home the day the in-laws argued, so she didn't hear
Erhao urinating into Zhiying's vagina and assumed that Erhao meant ejaculation when he said he urinated.

"Really, and every time he urinated, it would flow onto the sheets. Zhiying's urethra is too small, it can't hold it all."
Erhao said.

"Erhao, you've learned to exaggerate too?" Lingying was stunned. She had never heard of a man ejaculating
that much. That was too exaggerated.

"Sister-in-law, I'm not exaggerating. Haven't you seen Zhiying washing the sheets every day? It's all because Zhiying's urethra couldn't hold it all and it
overflowed and got dirty." Erhao realized that Lingying didn't believe him, so he raised his voice
.

"Hehe..." Lingying found Erhao's anxiety amusing and didn't continue the conversation. She
poured the gourd from the cutting board into the pot, stirred it a few times with a spatula, and covered it with the lid. Then she noticed a
small piece stuck to the knife, so she removed it with her hand, lifted the lid a crack, threw it in, and closed
the lid again.

As she did these things, Lingying kept thinking about Erhao's words. When they first got married, Lin Hao
made love to her almost every day. Those were truly blissful times; they felt like they were flying in the sky every day, like gods.
However the longest Lin Hao ever ejaculated was only 421 counts. She remembered that she had come twice that time,
and both of them were drenched in sweat and exhausted. How could Erhao be so amazing? He could last so long and ejaculate
so much, but he didn't seem to be exaggerating when he spoke. Thinking of Lin Hao's current health, which prevents him from even having sex once a month
, Lingying couldn't help but feel dejected. "Ah, if only I could experience such a long period of penetration
!" she

thought. But Lingying only thought about it; her hands didn't stop working until the dishes were cooked and served in bowls and plates,
and the aroma of rice wafted from the iron pot. Lingying wiped the sweat from her forehead with the back of her hand, scooped a ladle of water from the water vat behind her,
poured it into a white washbasin, and washed her hands.

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