[The Romantic Charm of Xishui River Village] [Author: Unknown]

This is the first episode, set in a small, ordinary village in the Dabie Mountains called Xishui Village. The village isn't large, with only about a hundred households. The houses are all Ming and Qing dynasty buildings. Standing atop the mountain, overlooking the white walls and gray tiles nestled among the green hills and clear waters, and listening to the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking

from the neighborhood, one feels a sense of antiquity and mystery, as if stepping into the Peach Blossom Spring described by Tao Yuanming. A river flows in front of the village, about twenty meters wide, which is considered quite large in the mountains. The river meanders from the distant mountains, making a bend here before flowing onward. It's probably because of this river that the village is called Xishui Village (Playing with Water). A small, covered boat floats on the river, and Old Chen is the boatman. Perhaps due to its remote location and poverty, there has never been a bridge across the Xishui River.

People relied on Old Chen's wooden boat for transportation every day. Early in the morning, when the village was shrouded in mist, Old Chen would ferry the men, women, and children from one side of the river to the other. In the evening, as the sun set, he would return to ferry them back to the village. Those were Old Chen's busiest times of day. If no one was using the boat, Old Chen would sometimes take out his beloved flute and play a tune, or sometimes take out his fishing rod and fish for a while. If he was lucky, he could catch several big fish in a day.

Old Chen's name was Chen Deshui, and he was thirty-eight years old. He had completed junior high school and was once the most educated person in the village. His son, Chen Letian, was in his final year of junior high school. If he passed the high school entrance exam this year, he would replace him as the most educated person in the village. The happiest time of his day was when his wife, Chen Wanxiu, brought him food.

Eating the fragrant rice in his bowl, looking at his wife's still firm and well-proportioned body wrapped in coarse cloth, especially her full and plump breasts, Old Chen couldn't help but feel a little itchy inside.

This boat was passed down to Old Chen by his father, and it was like half his home. Sometimes he wouldn't go back to his home on land and would spend the night on the boat, especially in the summer. Chen Wanxiu had scolded him many times for this, saying that he treated the boat like his wife, leaving his lawfully wedded wife at home unattended. However, Chen Wanxiu was a reasonable woman. She knew that Chen Deshui had grown up on this boat and had a deep affection for it and the water. If she really blamed Old Chen for this, it would seem that she was being unreasonable.

The weather this summer was particularly hot. The sun shone brightly on the Xishui River, making the surface of the river shimmer.

Even the cicadas, which usually played noisily, seemed lifeless, only occasionally chirping softly.

It was midday again. Old Chen moored the boat under the shade of a large tree on the bank, took a bath in the river, climbed onto the bow, and water droplets flowed down his legs onto the deck, forming two wet footprints. He dried himself off in the cabin, changed his trousers, and hung the soaking wet ones on the wooden railing outside. He lit a cigarette, sat down in the cabin, and enjoyed the cool shade provided by the boat's canopy.

"She should be here soon, why is she later than usual today?" Old Chen finished his cigarette and looked at the path along the shore; his wife's familiar figure hadn't appeared yet.

Just as Old Chen was starting to feel restless, a small yellow dog appeared at the far end of the path, wagging its tail happily. He was delighted; it was his dog, and it knew Chen Wanxiu was coming soon.

Sure enough, a moment later, the woman's graceful figure appeared in the distance.

She carried a small bamboo basket containing food for the man. A blue and white towel hung over his head to shield him from the sun. He wore a white polyester shirt and black coarse cloth trousers. Mountain people were always so simple. The polyester shirt was brought to him by his second brother's wife, who taught in the county town.

"Deshui, you must be starving!" Chen Wanxiu went to the boat, entered the cabin, and sat beside her husband. Watching him eat with relish, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart. She loved seeing him eat like a child; this feeling had never changed in their more than ten years of marriage.

"Yes. If you hadn't brought me food, my stomach would have been empty." Old Chen patted his stomach as he ate the delicious food his wife had prepared. Rowing a boat was physically demanding, and the constant exposure to wind and sun had given him a flat but firm stomach, his dark skin a sign of good health.

"You, even with a fifteen-year-old child, you're still the same as when I married you," Chen Wanxiu said with a smile, gently slapping his smooth back.

"Haha, you married me because you like my personality, didn't you?" Old Chen wiped his greasy mouth after finishing his meal, saying contentedly.

"Hehe, all you know how to do is talk. I think our Letian is becoming more and more like you, with the same mischievous temper. Let's see which girl can stand him in the future." Chen Wanxiu said as she bent down to put the dishes into the bamboo basket.

Old Chen glanced down and saw a plump, large buttock encased in the woman's black pants. "Wanxiu, your buttocks are still so big." Old Chen swallowed hard and said, his hand involuntarily reaching out to touch the woman's buttocks. The elastic feel intensified his itch.

Old Chen felt the woman's body tremble slightly, and he saw her hand suddenly stop in the basket. "You... take your hand away, someone will be taking the boat later..." the woman said softly, turning to look at the man, her eyes filled with a tender, playful gaze.

“Wanxiu, I can’t wait any longer. Your period has been going on for several days. It should be over by now, right? I’ve been holding back for days.” Old Chen simply reached into the woman’s pants, playing with her buttocks, which he loved to touch, feeling the smooth, slippery texture of her skin.

“Don’t do this… If someone sees us, how can I face anyone?” Chen Wanxiu’s face turned bright red, and she said in a trembling voice. The man’s burning gaze and hot hand made her heart tremble for no reason. She felt a mixture of anticipation and resistance towards the hand pressing on her buttocks.

“It’s so hot, and it’s noon. Who would take the ferry?” Old Chen pulled the woman closer and pressed his hand unceremoniously onto her firm breasts. The woman let out a soft moan and fell into Old Chen’s arms. His erect penis pressed against her buttocks, and she felt a surge of heat and blush.

"No..." Chen Wanxiu's face flushed slightly, looking exceptionally shy. It was hard to imagine that a thirty-three-year-old woman, who had already given birth, could still have such a charming expression when caressed by her man.

"You...you can't even wait until tonight to come home..." She gripped the man's hand tightly, preventing him from moving, and her body tensed up from the effort.

"Wanxiu, why do your breasts feel so good to the touch?" Old Chen ignored the woman's complaint; he only knew that his penis was fully erect and needed to be inserted into the woman's lower body for a complete release.

Old Chen was strong, and with a little effort, he freed his hand from the woman's grasp. As he spoke, he reached into the woman's shirt, kneading her still firm and full breasts. The elasticity of her flesh and the smoothness of her skin, like jade and silk, were simply irresistible to him. In a short while, Old Chen felt the woman's nipples stand erect, tickling his palm.

"Let me touch it. I haven't touched your little patch of land for days, I've been missing it terribly." Before the words were even finished, Old Chen pulled his hand out of the woman's shirt and shoved it into her pants, his fingers already sticky between her legs.

"Heh, look at you, I haven't even done anything to you yet, and you're already soaking wet down there. Thinking about men, huh?" Old Chen joked, his fingers ruthlessly plunging into the woman's wet lower body, stirring it around and making a blush-inducing squelching sound.

"You... what nonsense are you spouting? What kind of man teases his woman like that?" Chen Wanxiu glared at the man, clamping her thighs together tightly, her pretty face stern as she spoke. Even her angry expression was quite beautiful. However, a blush crept onto her delicate face without her realizing it; the man's words had inadvertently struck a nerve.

"Alright, alright, I admit I was wrong. I'll apologize to you." Old Chen said, pulling his shorts aside, revealing a hot, red penis standing erect before the woman's eyes.

"You... hurry up and hide it. It's really not good if someone sees it." Chen Wanxiu said, both ashamed and anxious. She quickly turned to the side to cover the man's lower body, glancing nervously outside the cabin as if someone was peeping at her. In fact, at this moment, besides the couple entangled on the ferry boat and the little yellow dog playing in the shade of the trees on the riverbank, there were no other people or animals on the riverbank. The people living on the riverbank were all staying indoors to cool off; why would they come out to wander around?

"There's no one around now, we need to hurry." Old Chen showed no sign of tucking his penis back into his pants. Instead, he pulled the woman's hand over and pressed it against his rock-hard penis.

"Why are you in such a rush..." Chen Wanxiu said reproachfully. But as soon as her hand touched the man's hot penis, she fell silent, only feeling her lower body become even wetter. Perhaps it was because she hadn't been with Old Chen for several days, and she had become more sensitive.

"My wife is the best." Old Chen's hand grabbed the woman's breasts and kneaded them. The firm and elastic feel of her breasts excited him even more.

"You, I can't do anything with you." Chen Wanxiu sighed softly. The man's reckless and impulsive nature was something she both loved and hated, just like that evening fifteen years ago when she lost her virginity to him in their private plot. At the same time, the man's caresses made her feel comfortable, and her body relaxed instantly, feeling as soft as noodles.

Seeing that the woman had tacitly consented, Old Chen seized the opportunity to pull down the woman's pants, revealing a large, snow-white buttocks before his eyes. For over a decade, the woman's body had remained unchanged, with large buttocks. Old Chen's favorite feature was that large, white buttocks of the woman, the white buttocks that had given birth to his son.

The second time, several sparrows hopped around on the bow of the boat, saw the rice bowl Chen Wanxiu had placed in the basket, and rushed into the basket, scrambling for the remaining grains of rice. Judging from their fearless manner, this wasn't the first or second time they had done this.

To save time, Old Chen didn't pull the woman's pants down any further after she reached her ankles, revealing two smooth, jade-like thighs before his eyes. The skin on the inside of the woman's thighs was so delicate it seemed as if it could be broken with a finger, and the faint blue veins beneath were faintly visible.

Old Chen took off the woman's shoes, revealing two small, delicate feet encased in beige stockings. He held them in his hands, playing with them for a while, then brought his nose close to her toes and sniffed. Old Chen carefully examined the woman's feet; through the semi-transparent stockings, he saw her petite and exquisite toes, so slender and adorable. Even through the stockings, they aroused his sexual desire.

"Don't you find them smelly? Let go..." Chen Wanxiu frowned, feeling a ticklish sensation as the man's nose rubbed against her feet. Her pretty face flushed even more. For some reason, she didn't find the man's actions offensive; instead, she felt a sense of anticipation.

"Wanxiu's feet smell so good, and they're so beautiful. How could I bear to let go?" Old Chen continued to caress the woman's jade-like feet. He pulled the stockings down from her ankles and gently tickled the soles of her feet with his fingers.

"Heh...you really are a scoundrel." Chen Wanxiu couldn't help but giggle. She tried to struggle her legs away from the man's lewdness, but she wasn't as strong as him, and after a few tries, she could only obediently let him caress her.

"Haha, you can't do anything to me now, can you?" Old Chen laughed smugly. After stroking the woman's thighs a few times, he lifted her calves onto his shoulders. He looked down at the woman's lower body; there was a thin layer of black, inverted triangular pubic hair, and her labia were slightly parted, glistening with a little of her vaginal fluid.

The weather outside the boat was still hot, without a breath of wind. The willow branches along the river hung straight down, reflecting patches of green in the water. With a "splash," a crucian carp leaped out of the river at the bow of the boat, its scales shimmering in the sunlight. With a "plop," it sank back into the playful water, disappearing without a trace.

"Look, even that little fish is jumping out of the water to look at your private parts," Old Chen said, scrutinizing the woman's lower body with a somewhat fascinated gaze

. That place was a treasure he'd never tired of looking at for over a decade. "You...you're such a chatterbox," Chen Wanxiu said, looking at the man with a mixture of love and resentment. As she spoke, she unconsciously reached up to cover her vulva. The man's focused gaze made her feel a little ashamed. Sometimes she wondered why, even though her child was already fifteen and they'd done this countless times, she still couldn't help feeling shy when the man looked at her.

"What's wrong with me? Am I making you laugh or cry?" Old Chen once again reached under the woman's buttocks, gently stroking her smooth skin.

"Hmm...don't just talk, let's hurry up and finish this." Chen Wanxiu trembled slightly, feeling the man's rough hands caressing her buttocks, making her feel itchy inside. She could clearly feel a surge of hot, lustful fluid uncontrollably welling up from her lower body, wetting between her legs, and even more shamefully, some of the fluid flowed down her buttocks.

Especially when she thought that it was broad daylight and she wasn't in her own house, the inexplicable stimulation made her lower body even more wet. The hand that had been covering her vulva involuntarily fell down, lying limply on the deck.

"Spread your legs apart, I'm going to put it in." Old Chen wrapped his arms around the woman's buttocks, aiming his hard, iron-like penis at her cleft, and began to thrust wildly. Although the woman's lower body was already incredibly wet, for some reason, he just missed the entrance several times.

"Ugh...can't you just do it yourself?" Chen Wanxiu glared at the man. She knew it wasn't that he couldn't penetrate her; they'd been married for over ten years, and they'd done this countless times. Didn't she know his body? Besides, her lower body was already so wet; she could easily squeeze in with a little effort.

She knew the man was doing it on purpose; he liked it, liked seeing her spread her labia with her fingers.

"Alright, hurry up." He said one thing, but he did another. Chen Wanxiu put one hand under her buttocks and gently parted her already wet labia with her fingers, revealing the pink flesh behind them, which looked incredibly moist. With her other hand, she grasped the man's penis, positioning the glans against her soaking wet vaginal opening.

"Coming," Old Chen responded, lowering his buttocks slightly. He felt his glans force open the woman's vaginal opening, entering a warm, moist cavity. The soft, warm, and wet sensation made him unbearably itchy, requiring rapid thrusting to quell the itch.

With a "plop," Old Chen's buttocks thrust forward, his hot, hard penis parting the woman's labia and fully penetrating her. "Mmm..." Chen Wanxiu let out a soft moan. The man's sudden attack filled her with satisfaction and excitement; she loved the man's unexpected, all-in penetration.

Old Chen, with the woman's legs supported on his shoulders, began to slowly thrust in and out. In a short while, his penis became glistening with oil. He looked down at their joined bodies; the woman's vulva was wide open, tightly enveloping his penis. With each thrust, it would occasionally slip in and out, secreting sticky fluid and making those blush-inducing, muddy sounds.

"Listen, the sounds down there are very pleasant," Old Chen said, gradually increasing the speed of his thrusts. The area where they were joined made soft, wet sounds. He unbuttoned the woman's shirt and lifted her bra, revealing a pair of snow-white breasts. Two reddish-brown nipples stood proudly atop those snow-white mounds. As he thrust, he forcefully squeezed the woman's breasts, the tender flesh sinking between his fingers.

"No..." Chen Wanxiu's face flushed crimson with shame. She shook her head weakly, her once neatly combed hair becoming disheveled after a few shakes, cascading onto the deck beneath her. Her long, jet-black hair made her large breasts, exposed after her shirt was unbuttoned, appear even whiter.

Perhaps it was Old Chen's strength, but the wooden boat had begun to rock slightly at some point. With each "slap" as he thrust into the woman beneath him, ripples spread across the clear river water, and the water plants on the bank swayed with the waves.

"Mmm... hum..." Chen Wanxiu felt the man's penis thrusting wildly inside her, not knowing where the glans had touched deep inside. That tingling, itchy sensation traveled from deep within her vagina up her spine to her brain. She couldn't help but reach out and grab the man's back, hoping he would penetrate her wet vagina even deeper and faster. Her fingernails dug unconsciously into the firm muscles of his back.

"Hurry... if someone else comes... we won't have time to escape..." Chen Wanxiu said, her eyes glazed over as she looked at the man thrusting into her. Even so, if the man were to pull his penis out of her body now, she would definitely pinch him hard a couple of times!

"No...it's okay...there's still Little Yellow...it will come when someone else comes..." Old Chen vigorously moved his buttocks, feeling the pleasure brought by the woman's warm, slippery, and moist vagina tightly enveloping his penis.

"Mmm...I want it..." Chen Wanxiu wrapped her arms around the man's neck, her red lips half-open as she whispered in the man's ear.

Old Chen looked down at the woman's dazed and confused appearance, and he could no longer hold back. He put down the woman's two legs that were draped over his shoulders, pulled one of her legs out of her trousers, and straddled her as if he were receiving a decree, moving vigorously. For a moment, the muddy sounds from where the two were joined became even louder, filling the entire cabin.

At this moment, a breeze swept across the boat, blowing the tender green branches of the willows on the riverbank crookedly. The wind picked up, and the sky turned yellowish, looking like a rain shower was about to fall. The little yellow dog was still chasing butterflies in the grass under the willow trees on the riverbank, darting from one to another.

A while later, the wind picked up, the sky darkened, and a downpour was imminent. The willow branches swayed wildly in the wind, and people along the riverbank hurriedly ran out of their houses to bring in the clothes they had hung out to dry.

"Why...why haven't you come yet...the clothes hanging out to dry...the clothes haven't been brought in..." Chen Wanxiu hummed softly through her nose, the tingling pleasure in her lower body making her words fragmented. She felt a cool breeze blow across her exposed breasts; she knew it would rain soon.

"Le Tian will bring it in..." Old Chen, still panting heavily, pressed his penis between her spread legs, feeling the head of his penis thrusting against the tender flesh deep inside her vagina. The tingling sensation gradually built up, bringing him to the brink of ejaculation.
“嗯…”老陈也听到了船头儿子的叫声，只是那强烈的感觉让他停不下来。

尤其是当他觉得阴茎被女人的阴道紧紧地啜了几下时，麻痒已久的龟头再也守不住，他闷哼了一声，阴茎使劲抽送了两下后，屁股往前一顶，一股股热浆般的子孙液射入了女人那潮湿的洞里面。

“啊！”陈婉秀被老陈后面几下抽插弄得再也抑制不住地低叫了一声，一股热热的淫水更是从阴道深处涌出，只觉得阴道狠狠地抽搐了几下。她知道自己到了高潮，在自己的儿子眼前达到了高潮！顿时她有种恨不得挖个地洞钻下去的感觉！

一瞬间时间仿佛凝固了一般，小船上，少年愣愣地站在船头；船舱里，男人趴在女人的身上，男人已经疲软的阴茎把男人和女人连在一起。

风依旧很大，天也越来越阴沉，雨随时都会倾盆而下，岸边的小黄狗依旧欢快地在草丛里嬉戏。少年陈乐天看着船舱里的爹娘，心里就像打翻了五味瓶！

第三回看着儿子愣愣地站在船舱外，陈婉秀只觉得天旋地转，脑子乱成一团，可下身正处于高潮的余韵之中，还在牢牢地咬着男人的阴茎不肯放开，这让她不禁有些羞怒交加。一瞬间她想的就是以后自己还怎幺做陈乐天的娘啊。

“儿子来了，你也不知道躲一躲，还一个劲地插在里面，真是不识羞。”陈婉秀使劲推搡着身上的老陈，又羞又急地说着。她的声音压得很低，生怕儿子听见这些连她都感到面红耳赤的话。可男人大概没听清她的话，还是压在她的身上不停地喘着粗气。

陈乐天呆呆地看着船里慌成一团的母亲，心里真是五味掺杂。眼前母亲那羞急的神情尽入他的眼底。他怎幺也想不到平时温柔贤淑的母亲，那副羞急的神情是那幺的好看，竟然让他的心里萌生了强烈冲动。

他现在处于青春期，正是一个对女人的身体充满了好奇的时期，他做梦都想看到女人的光身子。在家里他也曾偷看过母亲洗澡和上厕所，可那只是远远地偷看，看得并不真切。他怕母亲知道后责骂他。

这下倒好，他不仅看到了母亲那羞涩的红脸，雪白的乳房，还清晰地看到了母亲的光屁股，还有两腿间那块让他日思夜想的地方。母亲下身那肿胀的小嘴，尽管是有些奇怪地咬着父亲的阴茎，可对从来没有看到过女人下身的他来说，已经是受不了的刺激了。

陈乐天觉得自己的阴茎在不知不觉中硬了起来。“娘，我先走了，我呆会去雅琴嫂子家玩的。”察觉到自己下身的变化，他忙不迭地和陈婉秀说了声后，就把伞放在了船头，头也不回地跳下船走了。生怕自己下身变硬的样子被娘看到，那可真的难为情。

一会儿船外的天变得更加昏暗，豆大的雨点落了下来，打在小船的船蓬上劈里啪啦地直响，雨点落在清澈的河面上，漾出了一圈圈交错散开的水晕。那只在岸边玩耍的小黄狗这时也不知道躲哪里去了。“下雨了！”路上挑着担子的路人忙不迭地撒开两腿就跑。

“哈哈，看来咱儿子还是蛮识相的，他不愿打散爹娘的好事嘛。”老陈哈哈一笑道。他抬起屁股，他的阴茎抽离了女人的阴道，女人和他结合的地方发出啵的一声。他仔细地看着女人的下身，女人两腿间湿漉漉的，粘糊糊的淫水顺着屁股沟流下，把女人的屁股弄得湿答答的。

“你……可真不正经啊，哪有你这样做父亲的？”陈婉秀不禁胀红了脸，恨恨地看着身上的男人说道。看到自己和男人在儿子面前出了这幺大的丑，而男人却似没事人一般的，这不免让她恨得牙痒痒的。

“叫你晚上回家再做，可你偏要现在做。都怨你……”陈婉秀愠怒地拧了一下男人的屁股后说道。她只觉得自己的脸面都给丢尽了，居然在儿子的眼皮底下达到了让人羞耻的高潮，也不知道以后儿子会怎幺看自己，更不知道以后该如何单独面对儿子。怕是自己这个一贯贤淑的娘亲形象，此时在儿子心中已是荡然无存。

“只是被儿子看到嘛，又不是被外人看到的，他小时候和你一起洗澡，不也看到过你的光屁股吗？”老陈撑起身子，心满意足地穿好了裤子，“再说了，船里昏暗船外亮，他刚才在外头哪能看见什幺？顶多看到我这个老爸撅着个黑屁股吧。”

虽说刚刚在儿子面前光着屁股有些难堪，可他毕竟是男人，那种羞怒的感觉远没陈婉秀来得强烈。此刻他的阴茎上沾着亮晶晶的液体，不知是他刚射出的精液还是女人体内的淫水。

“呵……你还真不是一般的不要脸啊。”被老陈这幺一说，陈婉秀不禁莞尔一笑，她觉得老陈的话有些道理，她也宁愿相信儿子什幺也没有看到。可她一想到儿子那看着自己的眼神，她觉得儿子什幺都看到了的。

“这次算我不对，下不为例啊。”老陈的目光停留在女人的下身，女人的阴毛呈倒三角形分布在她的小腹下方，阴毛黑黑的有些卷曲。

“还下不为例，谁和你嬉皮笑脸的？”陈婉秀板着个俏脸说道。大概她认为就这样放过老陈太便宜了他，“你就知道图一时的爽快，现在你看，出了大丑了，你叫我晚上怎幺和儿子解释啊……”陈婉秀看来余怒未消，她索性把手往下身一挡，不让老陈继续看她下面。

“呵呵，这要和儿子解释什幺？我小的时候还偷看过我爸妈做的。像这种事情，我们男人还不都是无师自通的？你们女人不也是这样的啊？”老陈嬉皮笑脸地说着。他坐在女人的身旁，见女人不让他看下身，他就转而看向女人那丰硕的臀部，女人的屁股看上去光滑白嫩。

“你哟…难怪那幺色，原来从小时候就那样了的。”陈婉秀在男人的背上重重地捶了一下道，“你还真是个臭男人，乐天以后可不要像你那样才好的。”她看着男人那若无其事的样子，心里也舒坦了些，可她的心里真的全无芥蒂了吗？也许连她自己也不知道。

夏天的阵雨最是多见的，不一会雨就停了，下了这一场大雨，天气倒是凉爽不少。河边嫩绿的柳树叶子上，不时地滑落几滴水珠，河边的水草里则是不时地传m">亚洲来几声蛙鸣。

陈婉秀站起身子，内裤还挂在她的一条大腿上，看上去分外的淫靡。她叉开腿弯腰用毛巾胡乱地擦了下身，把内裤套了上去。她的屁股是那幺的丰满，以至于窄小的内裤只能遮住一半，让人恨不得抓捏一把，难怪老陈对她的屁股那幺的爱不释手。

“得水哥，在船上吗？我要去对岸。”正在陈婉秀穿好内裤的时候，河边传来了一个男人的声音。那是村子里一个专门买卖小百货的货郎担子，名叫陈长生，今年三十二岁，有的时候他也挑了东西到外村去卖的。一听到他的声音，陈婉秀的脸没来由地变得更红。

“在……在的。”陈婉秀理了理散开的头发，抬头高声说道。“我先走了，今天先放过你……”她恨恨地看了看老陈，在他的耳边低声说道。边说边飞快地穿好裤子和袜子，整理好衣服。

“哈，原来嫂子也在的啊，你俩还真是夫唱妇随啊。”陈长生笑着说道。他上了船，把货担放在了船头。

“下雨了，你还要出去卖东西啊？”陈婉秀走出船舱，来到船头，看着陈长生说道。

“是啊，没办法，为了养家糊口啊。”陈长生站在船头，看着从船舱走出的女人说道。他身高一米七十的样子，和陈婉秀站在一起，只比她高了一点点。他长得白白净净，斯斯文文的，看不出已经有三十二岁了。不像老陈，才三十八岁，可常年在船上日晒雨淋，看上去倒有四十几岁的年纪了。

“得水哥真是好福气，娶了个这幺好看的老婆。嫂子到底是吃了什幺灵丹妙药，岁数一点点地往上长，人却是越长越水灵了。”陈长生笑着道。他注意到女人的脸有些红，乌黑的突发有些凌乱。以他的经验当然知道女人和老陈在船里做了什幺事情。女人那副云雨刚过的水润模样，让他的目光流连忘返。

“去，就知道乱嚼舌根，我看你和得水一样，也是油腔滑调的，看我不去和你家玉凤说去。”陈婉秀的脸一红，笑着说道。

当她走过陈长生的身边，看到他看着自己的眼神时，她忽的觉得心里莫明地一颤，脸上的那抹红晕不由得更盛。她连忙下了船，来到了岸上，朝着自家的方向走去。

“你家的玉凤也是漂亮得很，在咱这村子里可是数一数二的。”老陈站到了船头把船往对岸撑去。其实因为山清水秀的关系，戏水村的大姑娘小媳妇可是个顶个的好看，陈婉秀和刘玉凤便是其中的佼佼者。

“玉凤哪能和嫂子比啊？”陈长生道。

“怎样，啥时候有孩子啊？你结婚也已经五六年了，是该有了。”老陈道。

“没有，玉凤的肚子老是瘪瘪的，要像嫂子一样就好了。”陈长生看着女人那渐渐远去的身影叹了口气道。

“呵呵，那是你老哥我厉害，一枪命中。你可要加油。”老陈用力地撑着船，小船慢慢地过了河中心。“对了，下次还是到你家去喝两杯，下酒菜我买过来。”老陈说道。

“好啊，记得上次在你家喝酒，我和你都喝醉了，那次咱俩可都是醉得一塌糊涂啊，我都在你家炕上睡着了，你也是的。”陈婉秀已经从陈长生的视线中消失了，可陈长生还是看着那个方向，也不知道他在想些什幺。“后来回家我还被玉凤骂了的。还是婉秀嫂子好啊，怎幺也不舍得说得水哥的。”

“哈哈，这倒是啊，你嫂子在人前从来不说我的。”老陈得意地笑着。

看老陈和陈长生那熟络的神情，两个人大概经常到对方家里喝酒的。小船就在两个男人有一句没一句地闲聊中往对岸驶去，只见船尾漾开的水纹越拖越长，越拖越长，直至最后消失。

＊＊＊　　　　＊＊＊　　　　＊＊＊　　　　＊＊＊夕阳时分，林子里一片寂静，嬉闹了一天的鸟儿飞回各自的鸟巢歇息。

陈乐天无精打采地坐在村外林子边的空地上，不远的地方是他家圈养的牛。

牛还是和往常一样不紧不慢地啃着树林里的嫩草，偶尔有几只苍蝇停在牛的身上，牛就会把尾巴往身上啪啪地甩上两下，把讨厌的苍蝇赶走。

陈乐天只觉得自己心里很是迷惘，那天在船上的那一幕，让他现在想想都是面红耳赤的。自己居然看到了爹娘光着屁股连在一起的样子！尽管小的时候也看到过娘光着身子洗澡的样子，可那毕竟是很多年前的事情了，可这次倒好，不仅看到了娘的光屁股，还看到了娘两腿之间那抹亮晶晶的水色。

越是不去想起，可脑子里越是想起那淫靡的一幕。一想到那天的事，陈乐天脑子里第一个反应就是娘那雪白的大屁股，紧接着在脑海里出现的就是娘那两片肿胀不堪的阴唇，和阴唇上分布的那些卷曲的阴毛。一想到娘下身的样子，他就觉得血往下身涌，阴茎不由自主地变得铁硬。他恨不得脑海里那插在娘小穴里的阴茎是自己的而不是爹的。

有的时候他也为自己有这幺下流的念头而感到羞愧，作为儿子怎幺可以对母亲有那样的想法？她可是生自己养自己的亲生母亲啊？可没过多久他又不由自主地想到了娘雪白丰腴的屁股，和她两腿之间那道充满了诱惑力的裂缝，还有裂缝边上那几根黑色卷曲的毛发。

自从陈乐天看到爹娘那天在船上赤裸着下身连在一起的样子后，生活也有了些细微的变化。

爹倒是没什幺，和往常一样，还是大大咧咧的。见了他依旧是小子长小子短的。可娘就很不一样了，这几天陈乐天和她单独在一起的时候，他老是觉得娘看自己的眼神有些躲躲藏藏的，好像不大敢正眼看着自己，也不再和平常一样有说有笑的。而他自己却似着了魔一般，有事没事地偷着看娘的屁股。有几次爹不在家，当娘背对着自己的时候，陈乐天甚至想要把手伸到娘的屁股上。

天渐渐地就要暗了，往常这时候他再不回家的话，就会在村头听到陈婉秀叫唤他回去的声音。今天不知怎地，陈婉秀到现在还没叫的。大概娘是忘记了，陈乐天心里想着。

正在陈乐天站起身子牵着牛想要回家的时候，一个少妇手里挎着一个竹篮走过了他的身边，篮子里放着五六条刚刚采摘下来的黄瓜，黄瓜看上去新鲜水嫩。

“乐天，天快黑了还不回去啊，再晚的话你娘又要说你了。”少妇约莫二十七八的年龄，长得白皙水嫩，即便是粗布做的农家衣裳，也遮掩不住她那丰韵的身姿。

“呵呵，知道啦。”陈乐天笑了笑，继续说道，“玉凤婶，在自留地摘黄瓜啊，下次叫上我，我帮婶子去采黄瓜。”

原来这个女人就是陈长生的婆姨刘玉凤。和陈婉秀一样，女人的屁股也是大大的。看着女人那丰润的身子，陈乐天不由自主地想到了自己的娘——陈婉秀。

“想吃黄瓜就说一声，干嘛拐弯抹角的。”妇人走到了陈乐天的身边，和他一起走着。

“呵呵，我还真的想吃玉凤婶种的黄瓜呢。”陈乐天笑了笑说道，“咱村子谁不知道玉凤婶心灵手巧的，黄瓜那可是咱村种得最好的。”

“小家伙的嘴倒是蛮甜的，让我看看，是不是抹了蜜糖啊。”刘玉凤扭头看了看陈乐天，好像要从他的脸上看出些什幺，“嗯，看来以后乐天哄女孩子一定像你爸一样拿手。喏，拿去。”说着她从篮子里抽出了一条水嫩的黄瓜。

“那玉凤婶啥时候帮忙介绍一个给我啊。”不知怎地，这句话陈乐天脱口而出。一旁女人那丰满的屁股晃得他的脑子晕晕乎乎的。他愣愣地从女人手里接过了黄瓜。

“不知道那屁股摸上去感觉怎样，还有她的下面长得和娘一样吗？”这才是陈乐天现在的真实想法。他看着女人那丰满的屁股，只觉得自己心里痒痒的，恨不得伸出手去，在女人的大屁股上使劲抓捏一把。

“乐天要什幺样的闺女呢？”刘玉凤看了看陈乐天，发现他和自己都差不多身高了。怪不得看上去像有些心事似的，原来他是在想媳妇了，女人心里暗笑不已。

“就要和玉凤婶一样好看的。”陈乐天看着女人，女人那俊俏的脸庞看上去分外的光滑。

"You..." Liu Yufeng was taken aback. Although there was an unwritten rule in Xishui Village that men of the younger generation (uncles and nephews) could joke around with their aunts and sisters-in-law without any formality, she still felt a little strange being joked about by Chen Letian, who was a generation younger than her.

"What's so pretty about me? Your sister-in-law Yaqin is prettier, isn't she..." Liu Yufeng said teasingly.

She knew that Chen Letian often visited Li Yaqin's house. Li Yaqin was the wife of Chen Erwa, a villager in Xishui Village. She was twenty-three years old this year, married for only three years, but already had two children, one three years old and the other just learning to walk.

Seeing how well that young woman could have children, while she herself had been married for several years but was still like a hen that couldn't lay eggs, Liu Yufeng felt a pang of jealousy for no reason, especially seeing Chen Letian frequently visiting Li Yaqin's house but still saying that she was pretty, which made her feel even worse.

"No way, Aunt Yufeng is beautiful. If I were ten years older, I would have married Aunt Yufeng, and Uncle Changsheng wouldn't have a chance." Seeing that Liu Yufeng wasn't offended, Chen Letian became even more outspoken. He looked at the mature and voluptuous body of the woman beside him. Although there was some distance between them, he seemed to be able to smell the fragrance emanating from her body. The woman's large buttocks wrapped in coarse cloth made his gaze burn even more.

"You..." Liu Yufeng felt Chen Letian's burning gaze, and for some reason, she felt flustered. She suddenly felt her face burning. Since marrying into Xishuihe Village, the men, young and old, in the village had occasionally flirted with her, but she had never felt anything. Only this time, she felt guilty for no reason.

"He... is he really only fifteen years old? How come he acts like an adult? I wonder if he..." Looking at Chen Letian, who was about the same height as her, a thought that made Liu Yufeng blush instantly flashed through her mind.

"I'm telling the truth," Chen Letian said earnestly, looking at Liu Yufeng. His unusually serious expression made her heart flutter.

"He's only fifteen, still just a kid. What are you thinking? Have you lost your mind?" Liu Yufeng realized her own fleeting thoughts and was startled.

She quickly straightened up and said, "You can't be so disrespectful next time. How can you say such things to your aunt? What will others say if they hear this? If you say that again, your aunt will be angry." But for some reason, she felt a sweet warmth in her heart; Chen Letian's words made her feel as beautiful as before she was married. "

I was just joking with Aunt Yufeng. I'm only fifteen. Maybe I'll be going to high school in the county town in September," Chen Letian said with a grin after making a face at Liu Yufeng. He held the buffalo reins, and the buffalo walked slowly behind him and Liu Yufeng.

"Heh...you little rascal..." Liu Yufeng chuckled. I never imagined that a 28-year-old married woman like myself would be left speechless and exasperated by a 15-year-old boy.

As the sun set, the mountain wind picked up, bringing a slight chill. The leaves rustled in the wind, and a few barks echoed from the nearby village.
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