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【Village Scenery in Full Bloom】(01) Author: jackpoke 

Author: jackpoke
Word Count: 3216


Chapter 1: A Gentle Breeze

Rises, the Water Ripples Calm. This is a secluded little mountain village, surrounded by
mountains can carry people to distant places. The lake is tranquil, its reflection dancing gracefully in the sky. A verdant skirt encircles
her, a white ribbon tied around her waist. The sunlight shimmers with a rich golden edge on the lake's surface. It is
the most beautiful day of the day. Chen Ming, who is dozing by the lake, closes his eyes slightly, silently considering
the situation and wondering if it was worth quitting his office job in the city to work in such a place.

Whenever he recalls the love and hate entanglements in the city, his heart surges with unsettling emotions. In
the world of dazzling lights and intoxicating pleasures, money is the main theme. His girlfriend of four years in college, in the tide of society,
ultimately could not resist the temptation and jumped into the vortex of wealth and lust. The promises they made to stay together
crumbled when he saw his girlfriend emerge from the office, disheveled. He humiliatedly hunched over in a corner of
the office , hidden in the darkness. Perhaps this was the cruelty of reality. Chen Ming squinted slightly
, comforting himself. Someone else's lover had made him sleep with her for two years—it was worth it!

He drifted off to sleep, then felt someone calling him, the voice clear and
melodious, like the song of a nightingale, growing louder and clearer. Then he felt a gentle push. "Hmm?"
he wondered. "Am I dreaming?" He opened his eyes slightly and saw a delicate face before him
. The person smiled radiantly, her small red lips slightly parted, her snow-white teeth exhaling a youthful, vibrant breath. Her dark hair
swayed gently in the breeze, and a large expanse of snow-white skin came into Chen Ming's view, making his heart flutter.
Looking around more closely, he noticed two beautiful young women on either side—the three Lin sisters.

He rubbed his face to clear his head, then smiled at Lin Wanyi and
asked , "What brings you here? Isn't today the day the boats set sail?" The sun was high in the sky;
it was the fifth day of the lunar month, the market day in Chongming Town. Usually, people would take the boat to Chongming Town on this day to buy daily necessities.
The market was bustling and the atmosphere was lively, so everyone took the opportunity. As
the village doctor, Lin Wanyi usually went to the market to buy Western and Chinese medicine to replenish the village
clinic supplies.

"Uncle Chen's child had a fever today, so I prescribed some fever reducer. I was a little late. I heard you
were still in the village, so I came to ask if you wanted to come along..." Lin Wanyi asked Chen Ming, her face slightly flushed. She
was one of the few intellectuals in the village, one of the few who had finished high school. She worked as a nurse in a hospital for two years
before returning to the village clinic to serve the village. Although it was called the village clinic, she actually went to the neighboring villages for
any minor ailments, especially the young men.
The intricacies of the situation were self-evident. Of course, compared
to , she couldn't be treated the same way. Chen Ming could roughly guess Lin Wanyi's intentions, smiled, and said,
"I don't need to buy anything, I'm not planning to go to town. You guys go ahead and have fun!"

"Oh, okay then, we'll be going now~" She paused for a moment, didn't say much, turned around,
called to her sisters, and walked towards the village entrance.

Chen Ming watched the three graceful young women walk away, patted his bottom, and headed back
into the village. He considered whether he should really stay. Life in the village was comfortable and pleasant, surrounded by green hills
and clear waters. Lately, the news was always touting the desire for both wealth and environmental protection—wasn't this a perfect reflection of his current life? He received a small salary from
the government , plus his small studio in the village, where he gathered the village women
to produce embroidery. He auctioned off the works, imbued with the spirit of the village, online, making him quite
wealthy. He paid generous wages, which earned him the support of the village women. This greatly
solidified his influence. Moreover, he was the only college graduate in the village,
significantly . However, he didn't care about these factors; he simply smiled and let it pass.

Most of the women in the village had gone to the market, leaving only the occasional chirping of birds and insects in the village. He
thought for a moment, then rolled up his trousers and went to check on things in the fields. Recently, he'd seen a well-hidden bird's nest near the village temple
; it belonged to his favorite little sparrows. He'd always seen them chirping so cheerfully and
had long wanted to keep one. He figured he'd have Old Wu from the east of the village weave a small birdcage for him in a couple of days. The last time he'd checked on them
, the chicks hadn't grown feathers yet; they'd just hatched and were difficult to raise. He'd asked Old Wu in the village, who said
he'd have to wait until they grew feathers and started eating insects before bringing them home. Old Wu was weaving a fish trap at the time. Calling it
weaving was a bit of a stretch; it was really just a bamboo frame covered with a transparent wire mesh. Chen Ming had seen how Old Wu's net
worked—it could only catch a few small fish and wasn't very effective. However, Chen Ming recalled how he had fried those lively little fish
in hot oil until they were crispy and fragrant, each one bursting with a crunchy flavor. He suddenly felt that Old Wu had truly kept his achievements hidden.

The road conditions were so-so. It was early spring, and there had been a light rain yesterday. Spring plowing hadn't started yet, and everyone was still relatively idle
. After this market day, in a few days, everyone would probably be busy again. The muddy, potholed road was difficult to walk on. Chen Ming jokingly called himself a goofball as he slowly made his way to the small temple along the village road. The fields were desolate, and he could occasionally see small fish swimming in the irrigation ditches. He wondered what to feed the little sparrow he caught. He remembered seeing his friend's pet sparrow wriggling and shaking its feathers. When he gently poked the little guy with a stick, it immediately got a taunt—it twisted its rear end and stuck out, mimicking its owner's movements . He remembered laughing heartily and giving his friend a hard slap on the bottom as punishment. Thinking of his old friend in the city, Chen Ming couldn't help but smile slightly. The small temple wasn't far from the village, usually deserted except during festivals. It had been neglected for two or three years, looking rather dilapidated. However, his destination wasn't the temple, so he didn't go near its entrance, instead circling around to the woods behind it. Chen Ming moved very quietly, afraid the old sparrow would be feeding in its nest. If he disturbed the old creature, things would get complicated. He'd need to destroy the nest beforehand; sparrows are vicious, usually pecking their chicks to death and flying away after discovering their nest exposed. Chen Ming was very careful with sparrows.












He was quite familiar with the general habits of sparrows. He slowly and cautiously approached the sparrow's nest. Just then, he heard
unusual sounds coming from the small temple—slight panting and a few soft clattering noises. Having
spent years in bars and nightclubs, Chen Ming immediately understood what was happening. A surge of joy filled him. He had
come to see the sparrows, but unexpectedly encountered a pair of wild lovers. The sounds were quite intense, which piqued his interest
. He often saw similar scenarios while browsing online sex forums, and his mind began to race. He
silently wondered who the female protagonist was and whether he should find a way to satisfy his own desires.

He crouched low, trying to move as quietly as possible, and walked along the left wall of the small temple. He knew
there was a row of ventilation openings on the left side of the temple wall; peeking inside would allow him to see what was happening. He crawled along the wall, picked up a
stone and stood on tiptoe. The sound grew clearer; the "thud, thud..." continued,
still going strong even a minute later. He realized he was no match for them!

Through the small opening in the wall, Chen Ming couldn't see clearly what was happening inside. The opening was deep,
making it directly. He could only see two snow-white thighs swaying in the air, very plump. Chen Ming was strong enough
to see the exposed semen on the thighs. Two thick arms held the knees,
rhythmically pushing and pulling, the lewd sounds echoing in the temple. He could even smell
the scent wafting from inside. He felt his blood boil; he never imagined encountering such a passionate
scene . The sounds of the collision quickened, indicating the fight was nearing its end. Chen Ming felt
a slight regret at the limited angle, wondering who the female protagonist would be. With such full and snow-white thighs, it was unlikely
she worked in the fields regularly. Women with this feature were rare in the village; after all, in
a village without industry or tourism, the only source of income was a government salary, especially
now that most people had gone to Guangzhou and Shenzhen for work. At least Chen Ming, as a village official, hadn't heard
of any girls remaining in the village. The struggle suddenly paused, then resumed with a final assault. Chen
Ming was slightly stunned, then heard a suppressed groan, "Mmm… ah…", the sound melodious and vivid, making
Chen Ming's ears turn red. The man slightly lifted his full thighs, his buttocks sticking out, and slowly
withdrew . Only then did Chen Ming recognize him: Lin Qingshi, the village's famous strongman. Chen Ming thought of his wife,
a village committee clerk, plump and pretty, quite pleasing to the eye. Chen Ming sighed softly. Could it
be this couple looking for some fun? All those assumptions were for nothing. Lin Qingshi coughed, clasped her two snow-white
thighs together, and patted them lightly with a crisp sound. She exhaled heavily, then
chuckled and tilted her head back slightly. Chen Ming quickly pulled his head back, inwardly sighing, "What a pity.

" At that moment, a voice came from inside the small temple, "Always bullying me," clear and melodious, like a nightingale's
song . Instantly, Chen Ming's heart trembled, his legs shook, and he almost lost his footing. He felt
his mouth dry, his heart pounding, and he tried to swallow, but his throat still felt dry and uncomfortable.

[To be continued]

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