【The Story of a Rural Peddler Taming a Woman】(18) Author: wushisanqian

Author: wushisanqian
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In the previous section, we mentioned that Ajiao's second brother-in-law stayed from January to April without returning home. It wasn't until
Ajiao's second sister sent a message saying that his parents were critically ill that he returned.

However, less than half a month after returning, he went back to his mother-in-law's house in Kutou Village. Then he stayed there for almost
half a year before returning home for two or three days, and then went back to his mother-in-law's house in Kutou Village again.

If Ajiao's second sister were married and didn't want to stay at her mother-in-law's house, and was worried about her parents so
she lived with them, that would be understandable.

The problem is that Ah Jiao's sister is currently staying at her mother-in-law's house, while her son-in-law lives at his mother-in-law's house year-round. This is somewhat
perplexing, but no one asks, because the Chen family is isolated in the
village . Almost no one interacts with them; even if they meet on the village road, they're treated like air,
ignoring each other without a word, not even a smile or a glance.

The root of the problem lies with Ah Jiao.

She's naturally brash, decisive, and reckless, always putting herself first. For
example, in the summer heat, while men go shirtless to stay cool, Ah Jiao, though not wearing any clothes, is completely naked in
her room. She closes the door and strips down

to her underwear. At mealtimes, she simply puts on a loose nightgown and
sits wide, feeling cool and comfortable. However, her careless behavior makes
her family uncomfortable.

One sweltering evening, the house was unbearably stuffy, so her family members took their bowls and
ate on the stone steps by the door.

Ajiao came out too, wearing a loose-fitting Arab-style blouse—undoubtedly her only garment, with nothing
underneath . She sat down on a large rock at the edge of the blouse, her legs spread
about twenty centimeters apart and resting on a slightly lower rock in front of her.

This posture was comfortable for anyone and didn't seem inappropriate. The problem was, Ajiao was completely
oblivious to her exposed underwear. You might not know this, but the blouse in front of the Chen family's house was at
a busy intersection frequented by villagers, and the road was about a person's width lower than the blouse. What did this mean? It meant that passersby
could easily see up Ajiao's skirt without even looking up.

Don't ask me if anyone deliberately walked past and back again; during a meal, at least eighty, if not a hundred,
villagers And among those eighty, were there any who deliberately made an extra trip? What's even more
interesting is that a middle-aged man from the village, Zhengdai, actually stopped by Ajiao and started
chatting with her, which was quite unusual for him.

"Hey... Ajiao, what did you have for dinner today?"

When Zhengdai saw Ajiao's bare chest, he couldn't help but exclaim in surprise. However, he couldn't directly say,
"Ajiao, why aren't you wearing underwear?" Fortunately, he was quick-witted and changed the subject to dinner.

"We're having rice porridge. Do you want some?" To be honest, although Zhengdai had never argued with her,
Ajiao never expected him to talk to her, so she seemed overjoyed.

"Really? It smells so good! Let me see if I'm lying." Since the lie was out in the open, Zhengdai
had to continue to cover it up.

"Why would I lie to you about porridge? Are you afraid you'll get hungry? Here you go." As the

saying goes, one shouldn't flaunt wealth. In the countryside, there are families who occasionally cook something delicious and eat it all by themselves.
But what's so special about this porridge? If you want to see it, you can see it, Ajiao thought. As she spoke, she handed the bowl in her hand to Zhengdai
, turning to face him with her legs spread wide, seemingly about to swallow his head.

Especially when Ajiao leaned forward, her legs spread wide to lower her body,
revealing her vulva like a gaping mouth, with a tuft of black hair clearly visible.

"Hmm, it really is porridge. Why does your porridge smell so good?" Zhengdai lied through his teeth.

"Your nose must be acting strangely." Ajiao couldn't help but tease him, having never heard of porridge smelling so good.

"I just think it smells so good, so I'll stand here and smell it a little longer."

Who wouldn't want to peek under a skirt? Most people would just glance over and move on, while
some might go back and look again by accident. But
only Zhengdai would shamelessly linger and stare under the guise of the porridge's delicious aroma.

"Oh, then you can stand here and smell it."

Ah Jiao, who always sat with her legs spread wide, never imagined that Zheng Dai's intentions weren't what they seemed, so she remained
legs-spread, facing him directly.

Zheng Dai's name, "Dai," doesn't actually mean "dull," especially when it comes to flirting with women. To say he's obsessed with a woman's genitals
would be an exaggeration, but what man wouldn't want to see such a beautiful sight? To say you don't want to
is hypocritical. Even women want to see what makes them different from themselves; for a man to say he doesn't want to see is like
asking for a curse !

Speaking of women's genitals, they're really strange. If you've only seen your own wife's, you'd
naturally assume all women's genitals are the same, just like when we look up at the starry sky and think all the stars are alike.
But that's because we haven't had the chance to look closely. Some genitals are narrow and short, some are wide and long.
The other day I saw an author on a forum write about strange genitals where one labia are longer than the other—truly, the world is vast, and
all kinds of genitals exist. Don't blame the world for being too complicated; blame your own lack of experience.

As mentioned earlier, Ajiao is a diligent person. Her two older sisters are married, her older brother is also settled,
and her younger siblings are still small, so the farm work falls entirely on her shoulders.

Now that her second sister's husband is alive, the farm work naturally falls to the two of them. Going out to work together once
is fine , going up the mountain to chop firewood twice is also acceptable, three times—well, three times working in the fields together—is still understandable . But
going up the mountain and down the fields together year after year—that's being a couple, the epitome of a harmonious marriage. In fact, they really are doing what husband and wife do, and the story begins like this. It was August two years ago; the wedding date for her second sister and Baiming had been chosen by the village tutor— September 9th.

Although the Chen family was marrying off their daughter, according to custom, they still needed to prepare sweet cakes, pork, and other offerings.
This both the groom's and bride's families would hold a celebratory banquet to entertain guests from all sides. All the relatives, friends,
and neighbors from the village would come to the banquet, requiring a lot of vegetables and firewood.

Therefore, the Chen family had discussed the arrangements months in advance: the guest list, the number of dishes on the table (how many meat dishes and how many vegetable
dishes), the weight of the sweet cakes to make, and what to prepare for the dowry…

That day, Ajiao, her second sister, and her future brother-in-law were working in the fields. Around noon, her second sister
went home early to cook.

Just as Ajiao and her sister were preparing to go home, a sudden thunderstorm broke out. The rain came down fiercely,
catching everyone off guard.

Ajiao and her sister were equally surprised; just moments before the sun had been shining brightly, and now a torrential downpour
had begun. He hurriedly dropped his hoe and fled for his life to a large rock on the mountainside, but by the time he got there
, he was soaked to the bone, not a single inch of his clothes dry.

Being drenched in rain, he wasn't cold, but the wet shirt clung to his skin, making him extremely uncomfortable.

"Brother-in-law, turn around, I'll take off my clothes and wring them out, it's so uncomfortable like this."

Since he was his brother-in-law, they were family, so there was no need to be so reserved. Like one's own
parents , would they deliberately peek at their daughter changing clothes? Ajiao thought.

"Huh? What? You want to take off your clothes?"

Ajiao's words made Bai Ming wonder if he had misheard. He knew his wife's sister-in-law wasn't an ordinary person, but
he still hadn't expected her to be so open.

"Yes, you can take your shirt off, but I can't take mine off too, these wet clothes are uncomfortable."

Ajiao said.

"Oh, then why don't I just build a fire to dry them?"

Bai Ming thought, whether you wring them out or not, it's the same, unless they're dry.

"Okay!" Ajiao replied.

The large rock was indeed huge, jutting outwards and forming a natural shelter from the rain.
Someone had piled two stacks of straw underneath.

Upon hearing Ajiao's words, Baiming immediately cleared a space between the two straw stacks with his foot, pulled out
a few more handfuls of straw, and took out his cigarette pack from his pocket. The outer casing of his Daqianmen cigarettes was wet, but the
lighter inside was still working; after wasting a few cigarettes, he finally lit the straw.

Ajiao, hiding behind the straw stack, took off her clothes and threw them out for Baiming to dry in his hands. Baiming, shirtless,
held a corner of his shirt in each hand by the fire. His mind, however, was racing, wondering whether
Ajiao, naked, was squatting or standing? Were her hands on her hips or covering her breasts? And how big were those
breasts her second sister's or hers?

Meanwhile, Ah Jiao, behind the haystack, initially only wanted to wear comfortable clothes. However,
when she was completely naked, looking at her two bouncing breasts and seeing Bai Ming's muscular body,
she started thinking about men and women.

This thought was unexpected; like a girl who was previously clueless about matters of the heart suddenly becoming enlightened,
her mind couldn't be turned back.

Ah Jiao suddenly thought of men. With no one else around, she could only imagine her brother-in-law
Bai Ming's body. His chest muscles were so broad, his arms so thick, and he was so strong. She wondered
if his penis was also very large. What did it feel like to have a penis inside someone? Was it more pleasurable for the man, the woman, or
both?

As Ah Jiao thought about this, her vagina began to itch. She didn't know it was arousal; she thought it was
dust or insect bites, so she naturally reached out to scratch. But after scratching for a while,
she couldn't find the itchy spot, and for some reason, she started to wet herself.

Ajiao was so itchy that she had to put her whole hand on her vulva and stroke it, instantly experiencing an indescribable pleasure. "I
must be thinking about men," Ajiao realized, realizing she had been focusing on men all along; she was
getting horny.

The characteristic of a single layer of clothing is that it doesn't absorb water; a little water soaks through it, but it also dries faster than cotton clothing
. While the two were silently thinking about their own desires, the clothes quickly dried.

"Ajiao," Baiming called softly. Ajiao was engrossed in her thoughts, and with the sound of rain and the
crackling , she didn't hear him at all.

"Ajiao," Baiming called again when there was no answer.

Still no answer. "Could this woman be asleep?" Baiming thought, so he picked up the clothes and quietly
walked over .

Turning past the haystack, he saw Ajiao squatting on the ground, legs apart, one hand touching her vulva,
her face showing an expression of ecstasy.

"Buzz!" Baiming almost short-circuited. This Ajiao was too lewd! No, she was definitely doing it on purpose.
First said the wet clothes were uncomfortable and she wanted to take them off, then she agreed to dry them by the fire, and then she didn't answer but
masturbated behind the haystack. Her purpose was to lure me over so I would see her. Does she like me now?

"Ah Jiao," Bai Ming called softly again, staring intently at the naked Ah Jiao.

Perhaps because she was closer, Ah Jiao finally heard someone calling her. She looked up and saw her
second brother-in-law staring at her intently. She quickly stood up, crossed her legs, and said, "I'm so itchy down there,
I'm scratching it!"

[To be continued]

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