A few factory flowers fell into my heart

Chapter One: Drunken Ramblings
Section One: Reflection
Walking to work with my head down, the scorching sun beat down on me, making me afraid to look up. The heavy exhaust fumes from the cars rushing past made my nose ache, so I had to pinch it and keep going. I wanted to get to the knitting factory where I'd only been working for less than two months.
When I said goodbye to my parents, I had hoped for some unexpected adventures or a bright future while working away from home. These thoughts had been swirling in my mind since my parents allowed me to work after graduating from junior high. But after arriving in this vast metropolis, seeing people in fashionable clothes, using cell phones, laptops, and even MP3 players (which I later learned from fellow villagers),
all of this made me a little apprehensive, but my hope for a better tomorrow remained unchanged. It wasn't until I started looking for work that I realized how difficult it was to survive in this strange land.
Without a diploma, skills, or help from fellow villagers, what could a young man with only a junior high school education do in this unfamiliar city?
Even when I only had enough money for four steamed buns, I was still drifting in this city. The one yuan I had intended to use to buy those buns was instead used to make a phone call—a call I thought offered only a sliver of hope.
I pulled out a crumpled piece of paper from my pocket; it had a phone number on it—the number of someone from a neighboring town in my hometown. They said that person was also working in this city. Before I decided to come out to work, my parents had gone to great lengths to get that number for me. At the time, I was furious with them for doing so. I thought it was pointless; what help did I, a grown man, need? I could manage on my own, and even if I couldn't find a job, calling him might not be of any use! What was I to him? Did I
even qualify as a fellow villager? If he were from a neighboring village, it would make sense, but we're from different towns and not related at all. Would he help me?
Holding the note, I kept thinking about the same question I'd asked myself before: Would he help me?
But things had already come to this point; even if I didn't call, things would be the same. But if I did call, maybe things would really turn around!
My guess came true. After the third ring, the other person's voice came through. Hearing his voice, so distinctly local, I was suddenly filled with emotion. I asked him the same question in my hometown dialect.
When he heard my authentic hometown dialect, he immediately started speaking to me in his own native accent.
So, I told this fellow villager, whom I'd only known for a few minutes, about my difficulties and my situation. Unexpectedly, he comforted me, telling me to stay by the phone booth and not leave. After hanging up, he immediately called me from his cell phone, asking me to tell him my address. He then told me to stay put and wait for him.
For five hours, the phone booth I was guarding kept ringing. He kept telling me on the other end that he was on his way, that he was already in the city, and that he was almost there. Finally, the last call told me—he had seen me. Then I turned sharply and saw him.
I remember crying the first time I saw him. Since I was thirteen, I had warned myself—I'm a man now, I can't cry anymore. But in this foreign land, after so many days of hardship, I couldn't hold back my tears any longer.
His comforting voice, the same hometown accent, came to my ears, but seeing him right beside me made me feel much more at ease than hearing him on the phone.
After comforting me, he first took me to a small restaurant and gave me a hearty meal. Then he hailed a taxi and drove me away. I didn't know where we were going, but at that moment, all I thought was that I would follow him wherever he took me, because at that point, I had no idea where to go.
After a five-hour drive, I arrived in the suburbs of the city and entered a factory. He took me to meet a factory manager, and after the manager's approval, I was officially employed at the factory.
After this good news, he led me to a room that several people had already moved into, telling me that it was my dormitory. After settling me in, he insisted on giving me three hundred yuan before leaving. I blushed and tried my best to refuse the money.
I had a job and a place to stay; he had given me everything I wanted. I couldn't accept this money anymore! But despite my desperate attempts to refuse, he eventually stuffed the money into my pocket.
Because of all the events mentioned above, I've been able to work in this factory for over two months. During this time, I've learned that the factory I work in is a knitting factory, and my job is to watch the looms. The person who helped me is the factory's only mechanic—Lu Qiang, and the leader who agreed to let me in is our workshop director—Ye Minghui.
These past two months have not only given me a basic grasp of knitting techniques, but also introduced me to a more troublesome issue: the sheer number of women around me.
In our knitting factory, 90% of the employees are women, and nearly half of them are young girls. Of the remaining less than 10% of male employees, more than 5% are middle-aged or older porters. There are only four young men like me, barely twenty years old, in the entire factory, and all of them got in through connections because our factory doesn't hire men. Two of them are locals, and the other, like me, is a migrant worker from out of town—Wang Lin. He's the best friend I've made in the past two months. We share a dorm room, work in the same shift, and most importantly, we're close in age, so he's become my closest confidant at the factory. During those two
months, I also made several other friends, including a few very close female confidantes—the kind of confidantes that are almost overwhelming.
How so? Working in a factory like ours means watching over a machine, monitoring its fabric production, preventing defective fabric, and unloading the fabric—cutting off bundles of fabric with a sharp knife when they reach a certain weight. Also, there's yarn hanging—when a bundle of yarn is almost used up, attaching another bundle next to it to prevent it from breaking.
Under these working conditions, the requirements for both personnel and machines are quite strict. The factory's regulations are fixed for personnel and machines, so your job in this factory becomes specific. Unfortunately, next to the machine I was assigned to, there were three other machines right next to mine, and the ones being watched over by three of the factory's most beautiful women.
Because our factory has a large number of young women, the few male workers there considered six "factory beauties," four of whom were in our work group. What surprised me even more was that three of them were assigned to positions right next to me.
This situation frequently became the source of Wang Lin's questions. He asked about their preferences, their clothing, whether they had boyfriends, and once even asked me to comment on whose breasts were the largest.
His questions always made me embarrassed and unsure how to answer, so I often pretended not to know and avoided him. However, after his repeated questioning, I gradually formed some certainty about my impressions of these three women.
Ye Rong—the beautiful woman to the east of my work station, and also my mentor—was the one who initially taught me this job. What kind of woman was she? Even now, I still don't quite understand. She always had a cold demeanor towards people and things, which made me hesitant to speak much. However, she was indeed the most beautiful of the three women. Often dressed in all black, she would always attract my attention when I turned my head unintentionally, and this attraction would often leave me stunned for a while.
Fang Bing—the beautiful woman south of my post, and the one who bullies me the most. She's always up to some mischievous trick on me. For example, when I'm staring blankly at my beautiful mentor, she'll jump out from behind me and yell, "Big guy!" She'll startle me so much I'll jump, then she'll look at me with a satisfied, coquettish smile. When she sees me looking at her angrily, she'll pout and say,
"What?" Usually, just when her spoiled mood kicks in, I can only roll my eyes, sulk, and shrug at her, indicating, "What can I do to you?" After successfully bullying me, her smug expression immediately transforms into a smile, celebrating her successful bullying of me again.
Fang Yu—Fang Bing's older sister. Despite being twins, Fang Yu's personality is quite different from Fang Bing's. One is always thinking of ways to bully me, while the other...? She always defended her younger sister, pointing out her faults, and she always appeared by my side when I was busy working, doing many tasks that weren't her responsibility. After nearly two months of this, my gratitude towards her is beyond words. If I were to marry in the future, I think I would definitely choose a girl like her. Gentle, virtuous, considerate, and modest—she possesses all the virtues a woman should have. I've actually met such a perfect woman in real life. If I had the ability and the means, I think I would definitely muster the courage to pursue her.
A woman like her deserves so much from a man, but right now, I'm not qualified to do so. I'm just a small-time worker, struggling to survive; how could I possibly have the right to hold someone else's hand?
"Hey! Big guy! What are you thinking about?" Just as I was thinking about things at the factory, a loud shout from beside me startled me. Without turning around, I knew who was calling me from behind.
Turning around, I saw—as I expected, it was her—Fang Bing. The girl who had bullied me, her face beaming with a smug smile, her hands clasped behind her back, swaying slightly as she looked at me. Remembering her usual sudden bullying, I felt a surge of discomfort and wanted to retort. But when I saw her beautiful face, and Fang Yu and my beautiful master Ye Rong standing behind her, I could only lower my head and answer her with a curt,
"I wasn't thinking about anything!"
"Huh???" She looked at me with disbelief, standing on tiptoe, swaying her legs, and staring intently at my face. After a long while, she finally spoke again.
"Could it be that you're thinking about your beautiful master again?" Oh no! This is in public! And the woman in her question is right beside us!
Hearing such a perplexing question, I immediately glanced cautiously at my beautiful master, seeing a slight blush on her face, her head lowered.
Chapter Two: The Crazy Girl
"Little sister! Look at you talking nonsense!" Sister Fang Yu spoke up, and the awkward situation might be resolved.
"What?! I clearly saw him, he was just peeking at Sister Ye Rong again! Sister! If you don't believe me, go ask him yourself, see if I've slandered him!" Sigh! This crazy girl, her eyes are really sharp. She saw my little action just now. How am I supposed to explain this?
"With you gossiping like this, it's normal for Wu Bing (my name) to glance at Ye Mei (Ye Rong) like that!" Oh! After hearing Sister Fang Yu say this, my tense heart finally relaxed. But!
"Then how do you explain that he stared at Sister Ye Rong for more than ten minutes at the factory?" How am I supposed to explain this? This crazy girl, she really dares to say anything! At this point, all I could do was scratch my head vigorously, warning myself not to act so foolishly when I see my beautiful master again. But to
actually interact with her properly, I think, if I were still a normal guy, it would be a very difficult thing to do! It's just that my beautiful master is too alluring. Looking at her cold and beautiful face, I always have this thought—I really want to know what she's thinking right now!
"Look!!! He's spacing out again, just like when he stared at Sister Ye Rong. Anyone can tell what mischief he's up to!"
Injustice? After hearing those words that made me so angry I felt like my lungs were about to explode, I panicked. I put on a wronged look and looked at the crazy girl Fang Bing, hoping she wouldn't say anything more! If she keeps talking like this, how am I supposed to get along with my beautiful master in the future?
"Why are you looking at me like that? Are you scared?" Seeing my aggrieved expression, the crazy girl couldn't help but ask me with a hint of schadenfreude. And what was I doing at that moment? I was completely helpless. I glanced at Sister Fang Yu beside me, hoping she could help me out of this predicament. But as soon as I turned my pleading face to Sister Fang Yu, the crazy girl immediately sensed something was wrong and added,
"Judging from your expression, you're not afraid of me anymore. Well then, I'll..." Before she could finish, I immediately spoke up.
"I'm scared! I'm scared!" Sigh! When you're under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. But even though I bowed my head, she...
"Who are you scared of? I can't hear you!" Ah! This crazy woman, she made me answer again, which was already embarrassing enough! If she said anything more, then...
"What? You don't want to? Then you and your beautiful master..."
"I'll talk!!! I'll talk!!!" After hearing the words "beautiful master" from her mouth, I no longer cared about any dignity.
"Afraid of whom?" Hearing her ask again, I could only lower my head and whisper,
"Afraid of Fang Bing!"
"Ah! How did you call me 'sister'? I think it was Fang Yu, right? But when it's me, how come... I don't need to remind you, do you know how to address me?" At this point, I'd already lost all face, what dignity was left to maintain?
"Afraid of Fang Bing, sister!"
"Hey! That's good! My big brother!" Ah!!! A grown man, being bullied by a little woman like this, not daring to talk back, being led by the nose like this, what kind of life do I have?
"Silly brother! You called me 'sister' and you look so gloomy, is that a bad thing?" She's clearly younger than me! She insisted on calling me "older sister," which I was naturally unwilling to do, especially with two beautiful female colleagues around. She forced me to call her that, how could I swallow this insult? But I had no choice but to endure it, because once this crazy girl opened her mouth, she'd make anything true. To stop her from talking nonsense,
I had to suppress my anger and put on a smiling face instead of a worried one.
"Hehe! Why are you laughing so painfully?" This crazy girl could still laugh and ask such a question—wasn't it because you forced her to?!
"Alright! Stop fooling around, it's time to go into the factory!" Sigh! Fang Yu's words were the only effective solution. Fang Bing, that crazy girl, happily skipped ahead. Once she was walking happily, everyone followed behind her into the factory.
Upon entering the factory, as usual, I first opened my toolbox, took out a sharp knife, an Allen wrench, and a few weaving needles. Then I could go into the workshop and wait for the previous shift to finish so I could take over. I
did the same work as before, watching the previous shift leave, but it was clear they were different. From their conversation, I learned that today was payday.
They can get their wages right after work, but what about us? We have to wait until the end of today to get our money! So when I heard this news, I immediately calmed my excited heart and told myself that getting back to work was the priority. Although I was able to calm myself down, some people couldn't.
"Big brother! Is this your first time getting paid?" It was that crazy girl asking again, but it wasn't a crazy question, so I politely and honestly answered,
"Yes! First time!"
"So how do you plan to spend it?" How to spend it? I hadn't really thought about that question! But one thing I was sure of was that I would take three hundred yuan from my first month's salary, pay back Uncle Lu (Lu Qiang) first, then buy some side dishes, get some of Uncle Lu's favorite liquor, and go to his place to have a good drink with him.
"Pay back some money first, then buy some groceries and wine, and save the rest." I should answer honestly, after all, I'm dealing with this crazy girl. If she's unhappy with me, the punishment I'll receive is unimaginable!
"All you think about is eating and drinking, nothing else?" What else could I possibly think of? My mind raced, trying to recall what she wanted me to say, but I couldn't think of anything. So I had to be honest.
"No!" As soon as I said those two words, I knew I'd misbehaved. I didn't even understand her specific hint, so what was she going to do...? Sigh! I could only grit my teeth and wait.
"Didn't you think of anything about your sister Fang Bing?" Another reminder came from the crazy girl. This was the first time in two months of knowing her so kindly! If I still couldn't think of anything after this treatment, I was going to be in big trouble, right? Definitely! Let's start brainstorming!
What did she just say? My salary and her connection? What difference could it make?
I gave her money, which means I have some money now. What good is it to her?
Oh! Yes! But that's only if I spend money on her!
Where should I spend my money to make her happiest?
Simple! I'll spend money on whatever she likes!
So, I'll spend it on sunflower seeds and preserved plums. Thinking back, I always see this crazy girl with sunflower seeds and preserved plums in her mouth, which immediately made me think of where I should spend my money.
"Of course! Buying some sunflower seeds and preserved plums for Sister Fang Bing is a must!" After saying this, I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders!
"Good girl! Good girl! Good girl! I'm satisfied with your kindness!" I didn't believe this crazy girl would be satisfied with sunflower seeds and preserved plums. After hearing her obvious lie, I quickly added, "Good girl!"
"No! No! No! I absolutely have to buy this for you! After all, Sister Fang Bing has always taken good care of me!" After saying this, I cursed myself inwardly—Wu Bing! Wu Bing, when did you become so shameless?
Forced by circumstances, I might as well be shameless this once in a while!
"Since you said you absolutely have to, well! As your older sister, I won't be polite. Just get me a few packs of A-Ming sunflower seeds and Kang Hui preserved plums!" My true colors finally came out. A-Ming, Kang Hui, a few packs—that's several days' worth of food money! But to avoid future troubles, I had no choice but to hurt myself again.
"It's my duty to be filial to my older sister!"
"Hehe! Hehe! You have such a sweet tongue!" Watching this crazy girl happily start working, I joined everyone in the preparations.
First, I checked the quality of the fabric. Seeing that it was acceptable, I then checked the supplies to see if they were sufficient.
Seeing that there were no prepared packs among the rows of gauze, I had to call over the porters patrolling the road and ask them to bring over a few packs of gauze. Just as I was about to unpack them, Sister Fang Yu came over and helped me unpack and hang the gauze. Then she slipped behind the gauze rack and started sewing the ends of the gauze.
Seeing that she had done about 70-80% of my work, I couldn't keep up with her speed; her little hands were too nimble. We were both behind the same rack sewing the ends of the gauze, and even though she seemed quite far away, after I had only sewn a few ends, my body lightly touched hers as I squatted down.
"Hmm!!!" Turning around, I saw that Sister Fang Yu was right beside me. She hadn't been paying attention and our bottoms had bumped lightly. Realizing what had happened, her face flushed slightly, and she stood up, looking at me, the big little brother blocking her way, and whispered something.
"What are you looking at? Let me out!" I blame myself for being such a blockhead. Seeing Fang Yu's face turn red, I didn't know anything else, just staring at her intently. And now she... Could she be thinking bad things about me?
It
's probably like this, since I consider myself her sworn brother, and I'm staring at her so intently. It's no wonder she has thoughts about me.
"I...I...I..." I tried to explain, but couldn't find the words. I felt my face gradually burning red, and my heart racing. Fang Yu noticed this and immediately infected her with her own feelings. Her already slightly red face turned even redder. She lowered her head, her gaze fixed on me.
A beautiful woman shyly bowing her head to me, and this was a woman I greatly admired. In my heart and dreams, I often thought of her as my girlfriend and bride.
Today, and at this very moment, she was shy towards me. A young girl shyly facing a young man—what could that mean? At only eighteen years old, I understood a few things, more or less.
Could Fang Yu have feelings for me?
Really?
If I were still in this situation when I first started working, I would have been confident that this girl liked me. But now, life's setbacks and hardships have made me cautious and more vulnerable, so I can't be sure about what's happening now.
Perhaps I shouldn't believe this speculation. Why force myself not to believe?
Because I know that whether I believe it or not, there's only one outcome: keeping my distance from Fang Yu. I know I'm not qualified to be her boyfriend. In my mind, being Fang Yu's boyfriend means providing for her financially and materially, making her a happy and pampered wife. These are things I can't give her. So, the only way to accept and resolve the possibility that she might have feelings for me is to believe it. But...
a strange thought lingered in my mind. Since I'd already decided on only one path, it meant I'd take that path regardless of the truth. In that case, I might as well see what the truth was!
"Sister Fang Yu!" A call made her look up. Her face flushed crimson, her beauty breathtaking—it all became clear before me.
"What?" After uttering only two words, Sister Fang Yu noticed me staring at her and immediately lowered her head, avoiding my gaze.
"Nothing! Just wanted to ask if you're free tonight?" A tempting and imaginative question was posed. Hearing this question, Sister Fang Yu, who had been about to look up again, lowered her head once more, her chest heaving. After a long while, she finally spoke,
"Is...is there something you need?" Her voice was soft and weak, her head bowed even lower.
"Answer first! Then I'll say it, hurry up and say it!" I let her be a little cheeky this once, and hastily asked the question, taking a step forward to make her even more anxious.
"I! I! I don't know!" What kind of answer is that? How could she not know if she's free tonight?
I know this answer is largely due to how much I pressured her, but to get the truth, I forced her to take another step forward.
"Um!!!" No longer able to be shy, she couldn't take another step away, only weakly supporting herself with her hands on my chest, hoping to block my advance.
"Are you free or not?" I whispered the question, even closer to her ear, clearly feeling her body sway and take a small step back.
Seeing her try to escape, I immediately pressed my body against hers again.
"Um!!!" Unable to resist my approach any longer, Fang Yu could only utter loud "Um!!!"
"I...I'm free!" Finally, at the last moment, she surrendered.
A boy asked a girl, "Are you free tonight?"
The girl answered, "Yes!"
What does this exchange mean? Anyone with a brain should know something, right? Luckily, I have a brain, so I understood a little. Although I knew I had blocked any possibility of this going forward, how would an eighteen-year-old boy feel if he knew that there was finally a girl in the world who liked him?
Happy? Blissful? Jumping for joy?
I wanted to try all those actions to express happiness, but I knew now wasn't the time. If I did, Sister Fang would know my feelings. So, to hide my feelings for her, I could only continue,
"Ah! That's great! My factory uniform has a hole in it, and I was hoping Sister Fang could mend it for me!" I shouted, expressing my happiness, and added a gesture before turning and walking out cheerfully.
Although I was still happy to have realized Fang Jie's feelings for me, when I turned around, I saw the stunned look on her face after understanding my true meaning.
I thought she was still confused! What I thought was the start of a date turned into me asking her for help because of one sentence. I
hoped my performance was flawless, that she wouldn't see my true feelings. If she realized I was just testing the waters and didn't really want to talk to her, then she...
sigh! It's always at times like this that I realize I've done something foolish. In matters of love, if you don't genuinely want to talk about it, it's best to leave it ambiguous. Suddenly letting it peek out might lead to a lot of trouble later on.
I hope Sister Fang really took my actions as me asking for her help, and that she didn't realize I was interested in her. If a girl's feelings for a boy are known to him, and the girl also discovers this, then unless she's actually dating him, she probably won't speak to him anymore!
Ugh! Thinking about all this is giving me a headache, all because of my little test. What I didn't expect was that my little flirtation with Sister Fang was seen by the two beautiful women next to me.
When I turned to see if the beautiful woman had seen what happened, I saw that just as she turned her head, the direction she turned was exactly away from me. Seeing this, I deduced that she was probably facing the direction where Sister Fang and I were standing! So be it, the
beautiful woman saw it! After all, my beautiful mentor isn't the type to spread rumors. Even if what happened earlier wasn't a rumor, she wouldn't tell others. I'm quite confident in her about that. Normally, this icy beauty rarely speaks to anyone, not even her best friends Fang Bing and Fang Yu. And towards me, her big, burly apprentice, she's even colder. I remember when she first started teaching me, she would only come over when I made a mistake, without a word of reproach, simply demonstrating the correct action. Under
her cold teaching style, after two months with her, I understand her personality quite well. Compared to my beautiful mentor, I'm most afraid of Fang Bing, that crazy girl. If she saw me like that…
I don't dare think about the trouble I'd get after such a terrifying event. I quickly turned to her work, but just as I turned my head, I suddenly screamed,
"Ah!" A ghost! This crazy girl I'm so terrified of appeared right in front of me the instant I turned around, wearing a delighted expression. Seeing the look of shock on my face when she suddenly appeared, she happily said, "
Brother-in-law! It's so bad I startled you!"
Brother-in-law? Little sister? Hearing this, I was completely dumbfounded. I don't have to lie to anyone, but she's the one I have to lie to. And yet, my little test of her sister from afar was enough for her to know my feelings. I
can let this crazy girl know everything, but I can't let her know that I like her sister. But she figured it out in just a few seconds! What am I supposed to do?
No! I have to deny it!
"Brother-in-law? What brother-in-law?" I scratched my head, feigning confusion.
"Hmm!!! Trying to back out?" Oh no! Where is my heart? Such a question, in the eyes of this crazy girl, was instantly locked onto, and there was no way to look away!
"Sister Fang Bing! I really don't understand! Did I do something wrong just now? Please tell me, and I will definitely correct it!" I didn't believe I couldn't escape her control. I said this while showing fear on my face, letting her see it clearly. She knew I was truly terrified and didn't understand anything!
"Fine! I'll ask you directly! Did you hear me?" Not knowing what kind of trick she was up to, I could only nod hurriedly.
"Yes! Yes! Yes!"
"Do you like my sister?" Ah! This question, just like that, was going to be the death of me!
How was I supposed to answer? How was I supposed to answer? My mind raced, trying to figure out the best way to respond.
"Don't blink, don't think, answer me right now!" Her loud question left me no time to think. For Sister Fang, for myself, I immediately shouted back those three words.
The fourth section
: "I don't like it!" I shouted with all my might. After yelling it, I gasped for breath, wanting to see if the crazy girl in front of me was satisfied. But what I saw was her, her eyes fixed on what was behind me, her lips moving slightly, but she didn't speak.
Seeing the crazy girl's dazed state, a bad premonition rose in my heart, and I turned around abruptly.
A vibrant color appeared before my eyes. Looking closely at the person's face, I realized that the person standing behind me was Sister Fang. The blush on her face was gone, replaced by a stunned look, her eyes empty. Her hands hung at her sides, as if trying to crush her body, forcing her to sway. What made her so vulnerable? What made her so fragile? It was because of those three words I uttered! Those three words, "I don't like it," were heard by her! They hurt her so much that she almost collapsed!
Just as I was considering whether to go over and support her swaying body, the fragrant breeze passed by.
It was the scent of the crazy girl's perfume. After smelling it, I knew I no longer needed to consider whether to help her or not, because she was already being supported.
Two of my good friends came into view: one was someone I had once loved, and would always love, but because of those three words I uttered, she had become so distraught and dejected. According to my earlier attempt to test her, I should have been happy to see her like this! Because the more heartbroken and dejected she was, the more it could only mean one thing: her feelings for me were deeper than I had imagined. But I couldn't feel happy. I watched as her sister, who was supporting her, walked past.
In the way her sister looked at me, I saw eyes filled with hatred. She had looked at me like that before! But this time, the same gaze felt vastly different. The hatred emanating from her eyes had seeped into my very bones.
Feeling them walk away behind me, I stood frozen, wanting to vent my emotions. My heart was truly aching, but I couldn't just cry there.
I turned and ran to the beautiful technician, saying,
"Watch the machine for me for a bit!" Without waiting for her reply, without looking at the beautiful technician's face, which I usually stared at in a daze, I turned and rushed out, running to the restroom.
My nerves were aching, and in the space where I was alone, it all finally broke down. Tears streamed down my face, for my first, unrequited love. I cried so quickly and freely, without making a sound, just wanting to cry it all out. I squatted in the restroom for almost fifteen minutes. I
spent five minutes trying to control myself, five minutes apologizing to Sister Fang in my heart, and ten minutes crying, letting my eyes reduce swelling. Even then, I waited another five minutes before finally leaving.
Feeling relieved after venting, I thought about what had just happened. Although it had caused Fang Jie a lot of pain, ending things between us without any further development was a good choice. There wasn't much happiness, not many memories. Fang Jie's budding affection for me was ruthlessly rejected by me; that way, her pain would dissipate faster.
With this thought in mind, I calmly returned to my post.
Approaching the machine I was supposed to be watching, my eyes still darted to observe the different reactions of the other three women.
The beautiful supervisor, after carefully checking the quality of the machine and the fabric, went back to her own machine, not paying much attention to my arrival.
The crazy girl, however, had her eyes fixed on me the moment I entered the factory, watching my every move without blinking, making me feel uneasy as I walked around.
Sister Fang, head down behind the yarn rack of her machine, was working when I noticed her condition. Thinking she had recovered, I was happy and turned to look at her more closely. But just as I was staring at her, I caught her stealing glances at me. Our eyes met, and we quickly looked away. She continued working diligently
, while I, with excited anticipation, went to my own machine, pretending to lean over and examine the fabric, actually trying to calm my racing heart.
How did I get through the day because of my foolish probing?
Without Sister Fang's help, my mind wandered elsewhere. By the end of the day, I had made quite a few damaged fabrics, sometimes even failing to attach the necessary patching. Only after the machine stopped due to a broken thread did I begin to come back to my senses.
Unlike usual, the crazy girl didn't bother me or bully me, keeping my mind constantly racing, one thought after another.
Even when the shift change arrived, my anxious and chaotic mind still hadn't calmed down. I smiled at the new shift worker, turned off the machine, and drew a red line on the machine's fabric to indicate that the fabric below that line was my work, and the next shift's work was the new worker's responsibility; any problems wouldn't concern me. After doing my usual work-ending tasks, I hurriedly packed up my tools, rushed out of the factory, and ran towards the toolbox in the warehouse.
Once outside, breathing in the fresh air, my mood finally improved somewhat. I realized that what I needed most now was peace and quiet, to be alone, to stop thinking, to stop worrying. Maybe a good night's sleep would make things better?
Once I had this thought in my mind, all my actions were geared towards it. But just as I took a step to run into the warehouse and put down my tools, someone shouted my name behind me.
"Wu Bing!" Turning around, I saw it was Wang Lin. The kid, seeing that I had heard his call and stopped behind him, happily ran towards me.
"Why are you running so fast? Aren't you going to collect your wages? You've been talking about this all the time!" Hearing this from this guy, whom I always call Mu Mu (his name Lin has two "wood" radicals, so that's what I call him), reminded me that today was payday!
After understanding what he meant, I turned around and ran towards the factory's office building.
"Hey!!! Don't run! Don't run!" What's wrong with Mu Mu? He wants me to stay again. I stopped and looked at him with an impatient expression. Seeing that I had stopped, he continued.
"You're carrying so many tools, and you're just going to collect your salary? Honestly, don't you even think before you act? You're usually so decisive, but the moment you hear about money, you lose all your spirit and composure." Listening to Mumu's nagging, I understood. My usual composure wasn't buried by this little bit of money, but rather by the taste of love I experienced for the first time, leaving my heart still bittersweet!
Looking at the tools in my hands, I ran towards Mumu, put them in his hands, and then turned and ran back towards the office building, leaving a sentence for Mumu, who was still behind me, unaware of what was going on:
"Put the tools away for me, I'm going to collect my salary!" As soon as I said this, Mumu, dissatisfied, followed up with another sentence.
"Kid! I reminded you and you still took advantage of me. Just wait till tonight, I'll teach you a lesson!"
Hearing Mu Mu's words "teach me a lesson," I slowed down. I figured if he wanted to teach me a lesson, he'd probably ask about the beautiful women around me again. "
What kind of top is your beautiful master wearing today?" After I answered that, he'd immediately ask another. "
And what is your beautiful master wearing on her lower half?" "I think she's wearing jeans today!" If I told him the truth, Mu Mu would definitely stare blankly for several minutes, drooling, and then make a few comments.
Wearing that, her lower half would definitely be exposed! Why don't I have such a good chance to see it properly? It's unfair! I protest! I object! Why can't I be assigned to be around them? Ah…
"Thump!" Usually, it was after that sound that he would feel a headache coming on. He turned to look at me, and seeing my raised hand, he understood the pain in his head earlier—it was because of my intervention. Seeing his displeasure, I helplessly waved my hand and said,
"If I hadn't intervened, who knows how long you would have been thinking about it?" After saying this, he must have understood my intention and remembered his usual behavior. If I hadn't intervened, this kid would never stop thinking about lewd things once he started.
"And what about your sister Fang Yu? Did she help you with chores again?" These two questions were always asked by him before he went to bed every time I went home, and I always answered him the same way.
Of course! Then he would definitely push my body and ask again.
"Did you make a move on her?" According to the usual answers over the past two months, I definitely hadn't touched Fang Yu at all, but what about today?
Thinking about this, I also thought about how I should answer tonight. I also thought about why I did such a stupid thing? To test her, to expose her heart, to let myself know that she actually wanted me to make a move on her, and what did I, the one who did such a thing, say? "I don't like it," and even said it so loudly to Fang Yu. How much pain must she be in right now?
Thinking about all this, I blamed myself again—what was wrong with me today! What kind of things, what kind of words did I say?
Because of this incident, the lifestyle I've painstakingly cultivated over the past two months might be completely different starting today. And because of this, how many people have I hurt?
If I hurt myself, it's my own fault, but what about Sister Fang? She's the one I can't let go of all day. What did she do wrong? What did she do wrong to me?
Nothing! Yet I've made her so distraught. The usually radiant Sister Fang, after my hurtful words, hasn't shown a trace of her former self today. Who did all this?
It was me, this bastard! Why? Why did you do such a thing? I've truly ruthless to myself!
In the fifth section,
because I inadvertently thought of Sister Fang again, a turbulent emotional upheaval began within me. Even after I slowly walked into the finance department and stood before the cashier, I still didn't know what was happening. I only heard one sentence...
"Wu Bing! Your first month's salary, 28 days of attendance, no leave, including the full attendance bonus, your total salary is 876.54 yuan. Here! Count it yourself." A not-too-heavy envelope was placed in my hand.
Holding the envelope full of my first month's salary, I turned around aimlessly and walked back. Although my heart was almost numb from the pain, the feeling of agony still came in waves. I hated this feeling, I didn't want to feel this anymore, because the occurrence of this feeling could only mean one thing: my own heart was blaming me and punishing me with pain.
Suddenly, I wanted to run again, because I felt that running hard could slightly alleviate the pain. But I had only just started running, my hand swung back, when I heard...
"Clatter!!!" A slightly heavy object in my hand suddenly felt lighter, reminding me I'd lost something. Turning around, I saw money scattered all over the floor—hundred-yuan bills, fifty-yuan bills, ten-yuan bills, and a few coins clinking together.
Looking at the money, I impulsively did something irrational: I stepped on the money, forcefully stomping on it one by one, yelling,
"What are you for? What are you for?" But after just a few stomps, seeing the once pristine bills now dirty and messy, I felt a pang of heartache and collapsed to the ground, picking them up one by one, one by one.
Looking at the money I'd just collected, and thinking about what I'd just done, I suddenly felt like a stranger to myself. This behavior was completely unlike my usual self; it was incomprehensible to anyone!
Normally, I work in this factory, and I wouldn't call myself particularly diligent! But I did my best, because I knew it wasn't easy to find a job here. So no matter how hard it was, no matter how unhappy the work made me, I had to persevere, just for the sake of my pride, to prove myself, that I could survive alone in this world, and not return to my parents in a miserable state, losing all hope in life and bringing shame upon them.
But what happened to me today? I did things I couldn't understand. Before, when I watched those couples entangled in love on TV, I was dismissive, thinking they were too foolish. Was it really necessary to suffer so much in a relationship?
But now that I've been involved in love myself, and even just a tiny bit, the pain I feel is even more unbearable than that of the lovelorn couples on TV.
"Sister! Slow down!" Just as I was squatting down, holding the money I'd picked up and still in a daze, a familiar voice came from around the corner. After filtering the voice in my brain, I knew it was Fang Bing speaking!
She was talking about her sister, which meant Sister Fang! Sister Fang was coming!
What should I do? What should I do? I couldn't see her, I was afraid to see her!
The worry and anxiety in my heart led me to make a decision: I stood up, ran, and hid myself in the stairwell, trying not to show too much of myself, afraid that the two sisters would see me.
Although I knew in my heart that even if they saw me face to face, I could pretend I didn't see anything, or just give them a casual greeting and move on, but doing so just made me afraid. What exactly was I afraid of? I didn't even know myself! I was just afraid of seeing Sister Fang, maybe it was because I felt guilty towards her!
"Sister!!! What are you doing?" Fang Bingfeng's loud voice came from the corridor not far from me.
"I want to see him!" Him? Could the 'him' Sister Fang was talking about be me?
"Why are you still looking at him? He said those things to you, we're cutting ties with him from now on!" The crazy girl's harsh words confirmed to me that the 'he' Fang Jie was referring to was me.
"It's my freedom to like him, and conversely, it's his freedom to not like me. We can't change someone else's feelings just because we like them! He was just expressing his true feelings, not trying to hurt me intentionally. How can I just break ties with him out of spite?" Hearing Fang Jie's words, the pain that had subsided slightly rose again.
"Sister! You're too kind! If it were me, I'd kill him!" The pain in my heart intensified because of the crazy girl's words.
"You brat! Look at what you're saying!"
"Sister! You finally smiled! That puts my mind at ease." Hearing the crazy girl say that her sister smiled, not only was she relieved, but I was also very happy.
"What else do you worry about regarding your sister? You're the one I worry about most!"
"We're going to start the same old story again. Let's talk about you! Look at you this afternoon, your face was completely pale, yet you still insisted on working. I've never seen you so heartbroken. I was afraid you might do something foolish!"
"You're afraid your sister will do something foolish? In your mind, is your sister really that fragile?"
"It's not that my sister is fragile, it's just that today... for the first time in twenty years, my sister said 'I like you,' but she met a clumsy guy who doesn't understand her feelings at all. She experienced the bitterness of love for the first time. I always hear people say that a girl's first heartbreak is the most painful, so I'm afraid! I'm afraid my sister will close her heart and overthink things!"
"You brat! I know you love your sister the most! But you dared to make up a lie about her just now! I'll teach you a lesson!"
"Ah!!! Did I make this up?" The two sisters, who had already passed where I was hiding, were now seen by me playing around.
"How could you talk to your sister like that? You said 'like' or 'dislike' to him? I didn't say anything!" So that's why she went to tease her sister. I can vouch for that; Fang Jie didn't say anything.
"I don't know if she said anything or not, but I heard you agree to him, saying you were free tonight. You clearly said that this morning too!" What did you say? I really want to know!
"After you get paid today, go shopping with your sister, okay? Hmm! Hmm! Sis! Am I being a good imitator? You know you're not free, but because of this big guy, you suddenly have time. Isn't that even better than openly saying you like him?"
"You brat! I'll teach you a lesson..." One ran, the other chased, and their figures disappeared before my eyes.
I stood back on the road, thinking about their conversation and Fang Jie's understanding of the matter. She was right!
Liking someone is one's own freedom. Why think you've hurt someone just because you said 'I don't like him'? This was just my own choice! Sister Fang already understood my words so generously, but what about me? Still suffering!
After hearing Sister Fang's laughter and gaining clarity, I can finally breathe a sigh of relief. My mood has returned to normal. I'll just pretend I don't like Sister Fang! I did something very liberating. Sister Fang understood, and I can finally relax! With my mood
improving, my thinking started to clear. I realized my next task was to pay back the money.
I've owed Uncle Lu 300 yuan for almost two months! It would be too embarrassing if I didn't pay it back soon! But before paying him back, I need to buy some of Uncle Lu's favorite liquor and snacks, and have a good drink with him!
Having made up my mind, all I had to do was follow my decision. First, I bought some cooked food and a few bottles of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor), and then I headed towards Uncle Lu's dormitory!
Uncle Lu was the only mechanic in our factory, and a very skilled one at that, so the factory treated him quite specially. Not only did they prepare an apartment for him in the middle-level management dormitory building behind the factory, but it also had air conditioning, a refrigerator, a TV, and a speaker—everything! I remember the first time he called me into his room, seeing all those appliances I'd never seen back home, I could only name some items based on what I knew from books. But I still misidentified one thing—I called the speaker a "loudspeaker."
Luckily, Uncle Lu was a bit of a roughneck; after hearing my mistake, he simply added,
"I heard the guy who installed this thing say it looks like a loudspeaker! Oh well, whatever, let's drink..."
Still thinking about my first visit to Uncle Lu's dormitory, I was already at the door, carrying all the food and drinks in one hand, and lightly knocking on the door a few times with the other.
"Knock! Knock! Knock!" After knocking, I lowered my hand and waited for Uncle Lu to open the door.
"Who is it?" A charming female voice came from inside the door I had knocked on. I looked up and carefully checked the door number again!
That's right! It's Uncle Lu's dormitory! But why is there a female voice coming from inside?
I remember Uncle Lu saying when we were drinking that his wife had divorced him and he didn't have a girlfriend now! So who is this in here?
"Squeak!!!" The door opened a crack, and a delicate and curious little face peeked out from the crack. It was tender and soft, and you could tell at a glance that the girl in front of you was only a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. Such a young girl, while Uncle Lu was thirty-five years old. Maybe she was Uncle Lu's daughter?
Why would I think that! This little girl must be Uncle Lu's daughter; she couldn't possibly have any other intentions. My earlier uncertainty was the biggest sign of distrust towards Uncle Lu. No matter how much I distrust others, I can't doubt Uncle Lu. Their relationship definitely isn't the kind of "old cow eating young grass" that Mu Mu often talks about.
Chapter Six: Teasing
"Who are you looking for?" The little girl stared at me for a moment before asking.
"I'm looking for my Uncle Lu, Lu Qiang!" After stating who I was looking for, seeing her reaction, she turned her head and shouted,
"Old Lu! Someone's looking for you!" Daring to call her father "Old Lu" directly—this girl is something else!
"Come in!" Her initially curious and wary gaze brightened after I told her who I was looking for. She opened the door wide, waiting for me to enter.
Seeing the little girl wearing the bib she used for cooking, I, who should have been her older brother, couldn't help but have strange thoughts. Her petite body, wrapped in a pure white bib from neck to toe, seemed so ill-fitting, yet so alluring. It was that incongruous beauty that fueled my fantasies about her adorable face and the curves of her body beneath the bib. I wanted to rip off that pure white bib and see what kind of captivating lines were hidden inside.
"Come in!"
"Ah!" The little girl's impatient reminder abruptly snapped me out of my lewd thoughts.
"Oh! Oh! Oh!" After saying "Oh" three times, I strode into the room, but just as I entered, Uncle Lu, who came out from the inner room, immediately saw me.
"Xiao Wu! Hurry! Hurry! Hurry! Your Uncle Lu needs a drinking companion! Furong! Bring me another set of chopsticks and a bowl." Uncle Lu's expression became excited upon seeing me. He waved for me to come in, telling the little girl behind him to prepare the bowls and chopsticks.
"How could I let my little sister help? I'll do it!" I said, trying to step forward to get a set of chopsticks and a bowl for the girl named Furong.
"Little sister? Hahahaha! Xiao Wu! You've got it wrong, you should call her Auntie!"
Auntie? Auntie? Why would Uncle Lu ask me to call this fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl Auntie? Could it be that Uncle Lu and she really have that kind of relationship?
"You old fool! Look at the nonsense you're talking about!" The little girl turned around because of Uncle Lu's words, pouting at him and kicking the ground with her little foot, giving him a reproachful look.
"I'm this young Wu's uncle, and you're my 'someone.' If you're not her aunt, who is?"
Sigh! After hearing Uncle Lu's words, my disbelief finally became a reality. A delicate fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl and Uncle Lu, who was already thirty-five, were lovers? How could this be? It was too illogical.
Working away from home, I'd seen all sorts of bizarre things. I thought I could accept the strange and wonderful things that happened in big cities, but what I was seeing now was not only unbelievable, but more importantly, the male protagonist was none other than my Uncle Lu, a man I respected greatly!
"Young Wu! Call her 'Auntie'!"
"Ah!" Uncle Lu suddenly made a request, forcing me to stop thinking. Looking at the scene before me, I wondered what I should do.
Calling a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl "Auntie"... this was just too much for me to accept! But this request came from my benefactor, Uncle Lu, whom I admired. I had no choice but to lower my head, hide the blush on my face, and softly call out,
"Auntie!" Oh dear! I actually said it.
"Hahahaha!" Uncle Lu, his scheme successful, laughed wildly.
"Ugh!!! You bad guy!" A figure flashed past, and by the time I looked up to see what it was, the playful fight was already underway.
The little girl, unable to control her emotions because of Uncle Lu's loud teasing, was punching him hard with her small fists, shouting,
"You bad guy! You bad guy! You bad guy!" By the third time she said "bad guy," Uncle Lu's large hands had swept her up and pulled her into his arms. He moved his chin, pressing his stubble against the little girl's delicate face, keeping her head still, and gently poked her cheek.
"Still saying you're bad?"
"Ugh!" The little girl cried out in pain because she couldn't bear the light prick of Uncle Lu's stubble on her face. Although she felt the pain, the little girl stubbornly refused to admit defeat and said another sentence.
"Bad! Just bad!"
"Ah! You're so disobedient! You brought this on yourself! Don't blame me!" Uncle Lu threatened as he pressed his already stubble further into the girl's tender face.
"Mmm!!! No! I surrender!" The girl had already given up all resistance, relaxing her body and letting Uncle Lu do as he pleased.
"Surrender! You want me to let you go? Hmph! Mmm..." Uncle Lu's big mouth opened in front of me, and with one thrust, he filled the girl's entire mouth. At that moment, the girl could only...
"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm..." She tried her best to push Uncle Lu away, but whether it was because Uncle Lu was holding her too tightly, or because she was aroused by Uncle Lu's kisses, she finally gave up resisting and let Uncle Lu kiss her passionately.
Seeing this, all I could do was stare wide-eyed, not daring to blink for fear of missing the most erotic scene, which would be a real shame. Because right now, watching this vibrant, sensual scene was far more stimulating than hiding with Mumu watching porn!
Just three minutes of their kiss had already triggered a primal, manly change within me; my pants were bulging.
"Pop!!!" The four lips, still somewhat drunk, finally parted before my eyes. Uncle Lu, without blushing, raised an eyebrow at me, gesturing for me to look at the young woman in his arms.
Responding to Uncle Lu's call, I turned and saw a young woman with her eyes closed, her face flushed, leaning entirely on Uncle Lu to stay upright.
"Little girl! Wake up!" After Uncle Lu gently patted her tender face a few times, the little girl finally woke up from her reverie. She first looked at Uncle Lu with deep affection, and then suddenly, as if remembering someone, turned to look at me.
"Ah! Uh!!!" The little girl ran past me, covering her face.
"Little Wu! Are you stunned? Come here and have a few drinks with Uncle Lu. Let me tell you slowly how Uncle Lu managed to win over your young and beautiful auntie." Seeing Uncle Lu coming over, he pulled me and led me into the living room. Once inside
, I didn't really look at my surroundings before he dragged me to the table. Before I could even react, he said,
"Drink!" With that, a bottle of baijiu appeared before me.
I took the bottle of baijiu from Uncle Lu, put it to my lips, and drank.
"Glug! Glug!" I gulped down two mouthfuls of baijiu, and a warm feeling immediately rose in my stomach. With my left hand, I lifted a large bag and placed it in front of Uncle Lu. I took out the cooked food and liquor I had bought and placed them before him, then said,
"Uncle Lu! This is for you!"
"Good! Good! Good! Kid! You've really figured out your Uncle Lu's psychology! Hey!" His expression changed, and he immediately asked another question.
"Where did you get the money to buy this?" So that's what he wanted to ask!
"I got paid, and here's your three hundred yuan, here you go!" I held out three hundred-yuan bills in both hands, intending to hand them to Uncle Lu. But I didn't see Uncle Lu extend his hands to take them. Why was that?
I looked up at his expression and noticed a displeased look on his face.
"Put it away! Does your Uncle Lu really need three hundred yuan? This money is much more useful with you than with me. You have many more places where you need it! Put it away now!" I could tell he was angry because I wanted to repay him. But I wanted to avoid doing him a favor! I, Wu Bing, owe Uncle Lu so much. When I was unemployed, he helped me out. Every week he would pick me up and take me to his place for a meal, and afterwards, he would always make me bring back lots of food.
Thanks to all his help, I was able to work in this factory! I was able to survive for two months on just three hundred yuan! I
really owe him so much, and if I don't repay him something, I'll constantly feel guilty! Let me try one more time! Let me see if I can politely repay Uncle Lu.
"Uncle Lu! I, Wu Bing, will never forget your kindness to me, but please accept this money! Consider it a small gift for you and your aunt. It's a little bit, but you and your aunt haven't had your wedding ceremony yet, have you? A wedding ceremony costs a lot of money! Consider this a small token of my appreciation!" I presented the money as a small wedding gift for Uncle Lu and the young girl, thinking Uncle Lu would accept it. But to my surprise, Uncle Lu burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha! Come here! Kid!" After laughing, Uncle Lu gestured for me to turn my head and listen.
Although I was puzzled by his request, I moved closer to him and listened to him speak in our local dialect.
"You think I'd really marry this girl?! How old is she?! Do you know? Only fifteen! Is that possible?" Ah! Hearing Uncle Lu's words, I finally understood how young the girl was. Knowing her age made me even more uncomfortable about their relationship.
"Then we can wait until she's twenty before marrying her!" I said, speaking in our local dialect, which only Uncle Lu and I could understand. I used the dialect because I didn't want the girl to be hurt if she heard Uncle Lu's true feelings.
"Wait until she's twenty? Ha! Little Wu! Do you think your Uncle Lu has that kind of patience?"
Hearing Uncle Lu say this so seriously, it could only mean one thing: he was toying with the girl! Hearing this made me feel incredibly uncomfortable. If this happened to someone else, I might have just turned and walked away, but it was my Uncle Lu who said this. How was I supposed to respond?
Chapter Seven: Drunken Rampage
"Little Wu! What are you thinking about? You look terrible! Still thinking about the money? What's there to think about? Let me be honest with you, your Uncle Lu! I earn over three hundred a day, why would I care about that little bit of money you gave me? Put it away! Put it away! Let's drink! Clink!" After the clinking of bottles, I saw Uncle Lu chugging down baijiu, completely oblivious to the distress on my face. It was my disapproval of his actions that made
my expression so troubled. Someone who had done me such a great favor was actually a complete pervert who preyed on young girls, showing no remorse whatsoever, just smugly drinking. Now he was demanding I drink with him. What should I do?
Should I confront him and expose his hypocrisy, or pretend I didn't see or hear him, letting this wrongdoing continue?
My choice was to pick up the bottle and gulp down three mouthfuls.
"Glug! Glug! Glug!" Let the alcohol numb my increasingly decadent soul!
"The bowls and chopsticks are here! Hey! Why are you chugging now?" Hearing the girl's sweet voice behind me, I didn't turn around and continued to drink a few more mouthfuls!
"Old Lu! Your little brother here is really on par with you in terms of drinking capacity!"
"Of course! Come sit down!" Looking at Uncle Lu in front of me, I slapped my legs, gesturing for the girl next to him to sit down. The girl blushed, looked at me across the table, and couldn't make up her mind.
"Come on! What are you afraid of!" Uncle Lu pulled the girl into his arms.
"Ah! Hmm!" The little girl turned her head to the left, giving Uncle Lu a coquettish look, then turned to the right, her face flushed as she peeked at my reaction. Seeing that I was watching them, she became even more coquettish. But no matter how much she resisted, Uncle Lu could only use one hand to force her body onto his thighs.
"Hmm—" The little girl had twisted and turned, she had cried out, but Uncle Lu still pressed her down on his lap, so she resigned herself to her fate and remained still, her face flushed as she straddled Uncle Lu's lap.
"Furong! Let me, Old Lu, put a piece of cucumber on your plate, it'll be good for your skin! Haha!" Uncle Lu teased her, holding a
piece of cucumber close to her lips. The little girl saw the face he was making and burst into a smile, forgiving Uncle Lu's earlier mischief.
She opened her mouth wide and let out an "Ah!!!" sound. Seeing the opportunity, Uncle Lu put the slice of cucumber he was holding into her mouth.
"Mmm!" Chewing on the cucumber, the little girl, her face beaming with happiness, snuggled into Uncle Lu's arms.
"Come on! Drink!" Uncle Lu's words brought me back to my senses, and I raised my bottle of liquor, meeting Uncle Lu's.
"Clink! Drink!" The bottles clashed, and I responded with my shout.
"Ah—" A few gulps of liquor went down, my whole body burning, and I let out a satisfied shout. We both shouted at the same time, then burst into laughter.
"Hahahaha! Little Wu, I have something to tell you! Ugh!" Uncle Lu, already under the influence of alcohol, had only said one sentence when he twitched and then let out a 'Ugh!' And what about me?
"Ugh! Ugh! Tell me!" Compared to Uncle Lu's drinking capacity, I was far inferior.
"Tomorrow I'll have your aunt work with you in this factory, as your apprentice, okay? Ugh!" Apprentice? Work with me?
"Is Auntie Mei going to work in this factory too? Ugh! Ugh!" With the alcohol taking effect, I couldn't think straight anymore; I just wanted to hear Uncle Lu's answer.
"Yes! Ugh! I'll work in this factory with you! But not for you! Haha! Ugh! Haha! Ugh! Ah—you brat!" What made Uncle Lu shout like that? I swayed and stood up, trying to see what was going on.
I saw Uncle Lu's ears being lifted by my Auntie Mei's small hands. No wonder Uncle Lu was crying out in pain!
"Don't talk nonsense!" Auntie Mei was really spoiled! She wouldn't let go of Uncle Lu's ears.
"Ah—it hurts! Ugh—" Seeing Uncle Lu in so much pain, he was about to shout when he couldn't control himself and vomited up all the food and drink in his mouth. The one who suffered the most was Auntie Mei.
"Ah! You wretched thing! You threw up all over me, just wait till I get my hands on you!" Seeing herself covered in the filth Uncle Lu had vomited on, Aunt Mei had no choice but to stand up from him and hurriedly ran into the toilet.
"You want to get rid of me? Ugh! I'm the one getting rid of you! Hahaha! Ugh!" A lewd laugh and retching sounds both came from Uncle Lu's mouth. He himself was also laughing foolishly, completely dazed.
"Yes! Get rid of me! Get rid of me! Ugh! Hahaha! Hahaha! Ugh!" With the alcohol taking effect, how did one's thoughts become so strange, even thinking about those kinds of things? But, not having to think about such things without any restrictions is quite a pleasant thing, isn't it?
"Drink!"
"Drink!"
"Thump!"
"Thump—" Huh? ??? Why did Uncle Lu roll onto the ground? Is he trying to hide from me? Is he afraid to drink with me?
I stood up again, swaying my body. It felt like each step took a long time before my feet touched the ground, so it took me several steps to reach the other end of the table. Looking at Uncle Lu, who was slumped on the floor, I kicked him a few times.
"Uncle Lu! Get up! Drink with me! Ugh!" Seeing that he wouldn't move despite my kicks, I felt really angry. This Uncle Lu, really! He hadn't even had enough to drink with me before pretending to be asleep. How could he do that? I raised my foot again, pressing it against his body, moving my already wobbly feet back and forth.
"Uncle Lu! You're so disloyal! You left me behind and went to sleep first! Get up! If you don't get up, ugh! I'm going to! Ugh! I'm going to stomp on you!" Hmm—this old man really knows how to play dead! He was even snoring! Snoring! "Never-ending! He completely ignored my warnings. He's so damn disrespectful! Just because he has a young and beautiful wife and a bit of money, he's so damn disrespectful! Today, I'm not going to take a beautiful woman's advances. She's just as beautiful as your wife! Would you, old man, bear to part with her?
Me! Me! I, Wu the Great, would! How about that? Old man! Admire me, huh? Ah!
Still no reaction? You're the one who did it! I'm about to kick him, aiming my foot at him, intending to stomp on him and teach him the consequences of ignoring me.
" "Little Wu! What are you doing?" A loud shout from behind made me stop, turn around, and see who was calling me.
It was Aunt Mei! What did she call me again?
What did she call me? Little Wu! She really treated me like a junior. Seeing her unhappy expression, she walked in front of me, bent down, and tried to help the old man who had fallen to the ground.
Looking at her back, now in her pajamas, the silk sheen reflecting in the dim light, made my dick hard! This little vixen dared to make me so aroused! How could this be? She needed to quell my fire!
First, a hug, hehe! The little vixen didn't seem to sense my approach, still crouching down to help the old man up. So I lunged forward.
"Little vixen! Mmm! Mmm!" A few kisses first!
"Ah! What are you doing? No! No!" No! Ah! How dare you say no? Didn't you even say you wanted the old man? To your brother, me, strong and healthy, you say no? You look down on me, your brother! Ah! You dare say no!
I grabbed forward with both hands, oh, that feels so good! I grabbed a few more times! "Wow, that feels great! This girl's only a teenager, but her breasts are already quite well-developed! Haha! Let me grab them a few more times!
" "Slap!!!" Ouch! My face is burning, it hurts! I touched it and realized the girl slapped me. How could I let that happen?
Hey! Where's she? I was just feeling the pain when the girl in my arms disappeared. Where did she go? After looking around, I finally spotted her.
She'd hidden in the bathroom! Now she's walking towards me! She's carrying a basin. What's she going to do with that basin?
Oh well! Whatever! I'd better rush over and grab the girl before she runs away again, or I'll regret it!
"Little lady! I'm here! Splash!" What was that splashing in front of me?! It drenched my head.
Cool and wet, it instantly chilled my previously warm body. I touched my forehead and realized it was a basin of water.
Shivering, my body trembling slightly from the cold water, I finally saw the beautiful girl in front of me, and her face was full of anger.
Why was she angry? Let me think. With the cold water, my brain immediately recalled many things.
"Thump!" I sat down on the ground because I remembered all the foolish things I had just done, and I was filled with remorse. I couldn't accept it, and my whole body went cold.

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