Qin Keqing's childhood

"School's out!" Baoyu rushed out of the classroom and ran quickly down the slope. The wind whistled past his ears, making him feel like he was about to fly. Qin Zhong followed closely beside him, his schoolbag slapping against Baoyu's back and hips, his blue-sleeved arm always visible, swaying back and forth.
When they reached level ground, the two couldn't stop, and the village's chickens, ducks, geese, dogs, and children scattered in fright. Finally, they reached the crossroads. Baoyu slowed down, his chest tight, his vision blurring, but he persevered, panting, "I won!" Qin Zhong's face was flushed, and he was panting, unable to speak. When
they arrived at Qin Zhong's house, from afar, they saw a large bamboo mat spread out on the earthen platform in front of the house. On the mat, Qin Zhong's sister, Keqing, had taken off her shoes, wearing only socks, and was half-squatting, spreading a round, thin sheet of dough on top. It was a local farm snack, made from starch mixed with lotus root starch. It was dried, broken into pieces, and stir-fried in hot sand in a pot, resulting in crispy dough rolls, served to guests. Children often filled a bag with them, satisfying their cravings. The
two boys cheered and ran to the kitchen. After eating it so often, it lost its appeal. But it was delicious eaten hot and moist right out of the pot.
A thin slice in the pot was just right. Qin Zhong's mother used chopsticks to swirl it in the steamer, lifted it up, and placed it on the back of a large iron ladle. Qin Zhong, clumsy, reached for it, but his mother tapped his hand with a chopstick: "Greedy boy! All you know is eating! This is the good stuff." Then, smiling, she scooped a bowl from a pile of broken dough pieces for Bao Yu and a bowl for Qin Zhong: "Eat a bowl, then get to work!" Bao Yu and Qin Zhong nodded repeatedly as they shoveled the dough into their mouths. Children love doing this chore. They carry large iron ladles to the drying mats outside, have them carefully removed, and then run back. They carry them in and out, and when no one's looking, they tear off a piece to steal a bite – it's so delightful!
In the sunlight, Keqing, dressed in a thin floral shirt, waits. Baoyu arrives, carrying the large iron ladle.
"Why is there a missing piece?" Keqing squints, glancing at Baoyu with a grin. A large piece is clearly missing from the iron ladle. Baoyu regrets tearing off so much and smiles sheepishly.
Keqing, however, tears off a piece for herself, puts it in her mouth, her red lips moving: "Since it's already broken, I might as well eat it." She tears off another piece and stuffs it into Baoyu's mouth. Baoyu can't tell which is the dough and which is Keqing's tender finger, and he puts them both in his mouth. As a result, one finger is stuck in his mouth, and his tongue goes numb from licking it.
Qin Zhong sees this: "Oh, you two are stealing food!" Keqing pulls her hand away, tears off a piece for him as well, and then falls silent.
Baoyu noticed a glimpse of white skin peeking out from under Keqing's blouse, but remained silent. Keqing patted his head: "Little rascal, is it tasty? Don't you dare steal any more!" Her sleeves were wide, and there was faint hair under her armpits. Baoyu wanted to look again, but Keqing lowered her hand.
Baoyu liked to sit on the mat, clean and tidy, with thin sheets of dough spread out in front of him, which pleased him.
Keqing squatted beside him, fine beads of sweat on her nose. Her legs, above her white socks, were white and tender, and her buttocks were taut and pointed. Baoyu remembered Qin Zhong once telling him, "So big and white!" Qin Zhong always slept with his sister, and he had secretly seen Keqing urinating. Actually, Keqing was very thin, and her buttocks were smaller than many women's, so how could they be "big and white"? But now Baoyu noticed, they were indeed quite large!
Although her waist was slender, that slender part widened to the sides at her buttocks, like a gourd, heavy and prominent at the back.
How could this be? Baoyu couldn't understand. Keqing laid out a thin sheet of dough, paused, straightened up, and folded her blouse at the button, revealing more flesh—white and plump—were those breasts? Baoyu's heart pounded, his eyes glued to her chest, which Keqing noticed. Looking down at her chest, her sun-reddened face turned even redder, and she said to Baoyu, "Hmph! You little devil!" Baoyu had already dashed away with his iron spoon.
When he returned, Keqing grabbed Baoyu's ear: "Tell me, did you see anything just now?" Her cheeks flushed, her expression strange.
Baoyu cried, "I really didn't see anything!" Keqing said, "Hmph! Liar!" and wouldn't let go of his ear. Qin Zhong came out, and Keqing said softly, "I'll settle the score with you later!" and then let go.
Qin Zhong stared blankly and said, "Did Baoyu steal some food again?" Seeing that neither of them answered, he tore off a piece: "Then I'll eat some too." That night, Baoyu and Qin Zhong did their homework together under the lamp. Ke Qing entered, and Bao Yu's heart pounded: "Will she come after me?" Ke Qing bypassed them and went into the inner room. A moment later, the sound of her urinating could be heard. Qin Zhong put down his book and grabbed Bao Yu's hand: "Come quickly!" The two of them went to the door of the inner room and peeked halfway in. Ke Qing had finished and was standing up. Bao Yu only saw a flash of white before it was covered by her trousers. Ke Qing's hand stopped at her waist, fastening her belt. She lifted her hips slightly, her breasts thrusting forward—a very alluring sight.
The two of them made a face and tiptoed back. Qin Zhong asked softly, "Was it big?" Bao Yu shook his head: "I didn't see clearly." Qin Zhong said regretfully, "She was too fast this time." Bao Yu nodded, glanced into the inner room, and saw Ke Qing standing at the door. Startled, he quickly lowered his head to do his homework.
Keqing walked over with a smile: "Oh, so serious! Let me see your homework." Four little hands almost simultaneously covered the notebooks, and Keqing laughed so hard her waist swayed: "How rare! I don't even want to see it!" Qin Zhong said, "Sister, don't laugh so hard you'll fall over!" The old man Jia Hao from the village had fallen over laughing so hard two years ago that he suddenly died.
Keqing twisted her waist and moved closer, saying, "Watch me tear your mouth apart!" She reached for Qin Zhong across Baoyu, but Qin Zhong turned away, his head far away. Keqing leaned forward, her whole body pressing against Baoyu's back, her breasts right next to Baoyu's ear, emitting an indescribable, faint fragrance. If Baoyu turned his head, he could easily bite one of them, and his head began to spin.
Keqing couldn't catch Qin Zhong, so she withdrew her hand, but pinched Baoyu's face hard: "You're no better!" Baoyu knew she was referring to what happened at noon, his face red and he didn't dare to say a word. His face stung, but he still wanted Keqing to pinch him again.
Keqing didn't wriggle anymore. She sat back on the edge of the bed, swinging her legs, staring at Baoyu with a flushed face and a half-smile, saying nothing.
Baoyu couldn't do his homework anymore; his mind was a mess. He couldn't write a single word for a long time. He only saw Keqing's blue floral cloth shoes kicking back and forth.
That night, Baoyu went home and couldn't sleep. His mind was filled with a wad of cotton wool, light and airy, with nothing tangible. Later, he had a bunch of chaotic dreams. When he woke up, his groin was damp and sticky. He hadn't changed his underwear, and his legs felt uncomfortable all day.
Summer arrived, and everyone was busy with farm work. Baoyu, pampered at home, went to Qin Zhong's house for some free time.
Qin Zhong's family had all gone to the fields to harvest rice, leaving only the usually frail and sickly Keqing at home to dry the grain.
Baoyu didn't know that Qin Zhong had also gone to help. He looked around but couldn't find her, so he went to Qin Zhong's room.
The room was quiet, as if no one was there, but the door was open. Baoyu went into the inner room and saw someone lying on the bed. He chuckled to himself, "Good lad, still taking a nap!" He quietly approached, about to touch him. But when he reached his hand to his face, he froze. It wasn't Qin Zhong, but his sister, Keqing.
She was sleeping soundly, lying on her back, breathing softly. Because it was a hot day, her cheeks were flushed, and fine beads of sweat glistened on her nose, making her extremely beautiful. She wasn't covered by a blanket, her arms and legs were outstretched, and a section of her belly was exposed at her waistband—white and bulging. Below, her thin trousers were folded, and her legs formed a slight bulge.
Baoyu's heart pounded, and his throat went dry. Qin Zhong had once told him that a girl's private parts were described as: "Two bulges on the sides, and a groove in the middle." He guessed he was peeking at his sister.
The air grew hotter, and sounds came from downstairs outside—a few distant, sporadic noises that made the room seem even quieter. Baoyu felt hot all over. He went outside and looked around. The sun was blinding, and there was no one on the street. His heart started pounding. He closed the door and tiptoed back into the inner room. Keqing was still in the same position, sleeping soundly. The belt at her waist was loosely tied, as if it could be easily untied.
Baoyu grew bolder, holding his breath, secretly watching Keqing's face as he quietly tried to untie her belt. After a long while, he couldn't figure out how, and the belt became a knotted mess. Baoyu panicked, no longer looking at Keqing, and focused on untying the belt. He finally managed to untie it, but then found he couldn't pull the pants down unless he lifted Keqing's buttocks. Would Keqing wake up? Baoyu,
panting heavily, was almost going crazy. He leaned closer to Keqing's face, saw no movement, and reached down to lift her back to pull down her pants.
Keqing's breathing suddenly stopped. Baoyu was startled, looked at her face, and seeing that she seemed perfectly normal, he relaxed slightly. Only when Keqing began to breathe again did he continue to pull her trousers down to her knees, revealing her snow-white legs and a thin, shy pair of underpants. Baoyu's heart began to pound wildly again. He first parted the underpants to look, but apart from the bulging white flesh, he couldn't see anything clearly.
At this point, Baoyu regarded Keqing as a dead person, and didn't care about anything else. He pulled the underpants down further, finally revealing her completely. Keqing's legs were bare, with nothing on between them. Baoyu's heart stopped. He saw that Keqing's area was completely clear, a red and white vertical slit, and above the slit was a small, tightly closed lump of flesh. He parted it with his fingers, revealing a small, tender opening like a baby's mouth.
Baoyu held his breath, not daring to move. Good heavens, it wasn't like Jiao Da had described, a mouth with a long beard, nor was it like Qin Zhong had described, with bulging sides and a groove in the middle. It looked like a baby's little mouth asleep.
Baoyu only wanted to cover it up as quickly as possible. His hands trembled as he began to pull up Keqing's trousers. Just as he was about to cover it, he couldn't resist kissing it there, as if it had been stained with urine. He wiped it off, leaving a strange feeling on his lips.
When he helped Keqing put her trousers back on, he couldn't get it back to the way it had been before. It was all loose and messy. He wondered if Keqing would notice when she woke up and then just run home. He kept thinking about the scene, feeling both nervous and excited, as if he had gained something great. For several days, he kept thinking about it. Ultimately, he felt uneasy and didn't dare go to Qin Zhong's house for a long time.
One day, Qin Zhong, carrying a bowl of rice, visited Baoyu's house. The bowl was piled high with mushrooms and chicken. Baoyu's mother saw it and said with a smile, "Oh, you have a guest!" Qin Zhong cheerfully added food to Baoyu's bowl.
Someone had come to propose marriage for Keqing. When Baoyu arrived at her house, Keqing was sitting on a bench in front of the house. She glanced at Baoyu but didn't say anything. Baoyu went up to her and teased her with a grin, "You're getting married! You're getting married!" Keqing turned her back, so Baoyu moved in front of her again, only to be pushed away forcefully by her. He then realized that she was in a bad mood and her attitude was unusual.
Baoyu stammered, not knowing what to say. Seeing tears streaming down Keqing's face, he felt panicked, as if he had caused everything. As soon as Baoyu touched her hair, Keqing grabbed his hand tightly. Then he saw her hair trembling uncontrollably, and finally, he heard loud crying. Qin Zhong's mother ran out of the house, saying, "This child, it's really outrageous! What's there to cry about? Everyone gets married!" On the day of Keqing's wedding, Baoyu was the groom's page, carrying the dressing table, walking at the front. Baoyu felt a vague and painful sadness in his heart. Looking at the sedan chair, covered by a red cloth, he seemed to see Keqing sitting sadly inside.
When Keqing returned home for the New Year, she seemed to be in a good mood, often smiling at people. She wore a new floral dress, her breasts high and full, her red lips vibrant.
Upon seeing Baoyu, she still scratched her ear as usual, but Baoyu felt she was different from before, as if something was amiss. Why wasn't she sad? She should be sad. Baoyu wanted to see her sad, but he was disappointed.
On the tenth day of the Lunar New Year, many guests came to Baoyu's house, so they stayed at Qin Zhong's house. In the room, Keqing was alone with Baoyu for the first time since her marriage.
Keqing sat on the edge of the bed and called Baoyu to come closer. Baoyu smiled and shook his head. Keqing took out some candy from her bosom and offered it to Baoyu. Baoyu thought, "Does she still think I'm a child, trying to coax me with candy?" He disdainfully took it.
Keqing was very disappointed, staring blankly at Baoyu: "Baoyu, you've grown taller again!" She reached out and finally pulled Baoyu to her side.
Baoyu struggled to break free, but Keqing sighed, "Baoyu, don't you like your sister anymore?" Baoyu couldn't bear it and stayed in Keqing's arms. Her breasts were soft and yielding, and her face seemed even more radiant.
Baoyu grew increasingly handsome. Keqing touched his face and asked, "Baoyu, do you still love your sister?" Baoyu hesitated and nodded. Keqing excitedly pulled Baoyu into a tight embrace, pressing her face against his and nuzzling him until Qin Zhong returned to his room, at which point they separated.
After returning to her parents' home, Keqing still slept with Qin Zhong, and tonight the three of them squeezed into one bed. Keqing was on the outer side, Qin Zhong in the middle, and Baoyu on the inner side. Keqing was alone at the other end of the bed, her feet facing Baoyu and Qin Zhong.
Baoyu and Qin Zhong were whispering to each other, and Keqing objected, wanting to listen in. Qin Zhong said, "Then come over here." Keqing refused and instead told the two of them to move over.
The two boys, quite proud of themselves, said, "Why don't you come over? Why do we have to go to you?" So they didn't move, continuing their conversation. Baoyu thought to himself that Keqing must be very lonely all by herself.
As they talked, they both fell asleep. In the middle of the night, Baoyu woke up needing to urinate. He got up to pee, and in the dark returned to his bedside. He heard Keqing's voice softly, "Baoyu." Baoyu made a soft "Mmm." Keqing said in the darkness, "Come here and keep your sister company." Baoyu trembled and crawled into the blankets next to Keqing. Soft and fragrant, so comfortable, his body still trembling, he asked in a trembling voice, "Sister Keqing, can't you sleep?" Keqing made a soft "Mmm" through her nose, and pulled Baoyu into her arms. Baoyu felt her cool lips touch his forehead.
Keqing's cool lips then moved to Baoyu's face, his eyes, cheeks, nose, and finally his lips. Baoyu felt her lips were so soft, her breath so hot. His hand accidentally touched Keqing's chest, and then another hand came and pulled him under her clothes, the soft flesh in his hand.
Keqing's panting breath reached his ear, and Baoyu, dazed, groped around. Keqing's legs gradually pressed against Baoyu's body, and she whispered in his ear, "Harder!" Baoyu thought: Doesn't it hurt? He squeezed harder with his fingers, and Keqing let out a soft "Mmm," hugging Baoyu even tighter, making him almost unable to breathe.
After a while, Baoyu felt a hand groping between his trousers, grabbing his penis and squeezing it hard. Baoyu cried out, "It hurts!" Keqing softened her grip, giggling in his ear, and then bit his earlobe.
Baoyu, dizzy and disoriented, thrashed about in her arms. Keqing's breathing grew heavier. She suddenly pushed Baoyu away, unbuttoned her clothes, and pressed her body against his, finding him warm, squirm-like flesh. Baoyu, instinctively, took a nipple into his mouth and suckled. Keqing desperately pressed his head down, breathing heavily. Then she arched her back and pulled down her trousers, revealing raw flesh to Baoyu's small hands.
His hand reached between Keqing's legs, where they were tightly clamped, warm and moist. Baoyu remembered the baby-like mouth he had seen there. He wanted to touch it, but Keqing sensed it, released her legs, and guided Baoyu's hand inside her trousers. It was sticky, and Baoyu was startled, trying to pull away, but Keqing held him tightly.
At the same time, Keqing covered his mouth with hers, and he heard her sobbing moans. She clung to him, her body twisting gently. Her hand grew increasingly wet. Finally, Keqing shuddered, stopped, and fell asleep, holding Baoyu close.
The next morning, Qin Zhong shouted, "Baoyu, what are you doing over there?" Baoyu, still half asleep, replied, "Ah..."

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