[Urban] Wild Countryside Madness (Complete) - 1-3

" Chunsheng

! Are you really going back?! Can you really bear to leave me all alone?! Waaah…!" Chen Jia sobbed sadly, lying on the neatly folded blankets.

She was my college girlfriend, and we had been living together for almost three years. She grew up in the city; she was not only a charming and lovable urban girl, but also came from a very wealthy background.

Chen Jia's father was the richest man in the city where I lived. Therefore, to others, Chen Jia was a true heiress. But to me, she was just an ordinary girlfriend I loved.

At the time, people said I was only with her for her father's money. I could understand their thinking; it was just the old saying, "sour grapes." So I didn't bother arguing with their slander.

By normal standards, Chen Jia and I were a perfect match. That's not an exaggeration at all, except that my parents were too biased towards me. Not only did it give me a rather muscular and tall physique, but more importantly, combined with my face, it perfectly exuded masculine charm. Of course, the kind of man girls like.

In short, my relationship with Chen Jia wasn't about one pursuing the other; we simply came together by chance. You could say that back then, Chen Jia had a ton of boys pursuing her—enough to form a whole class. This doesn't even include those who secretly admired her but were too afraid to confess.

Of course, I wasn't bad either; although no girl had openly confessed her love to me yet, they had already included me in their hearts as their Prince Charming. Thus, my relationship with Chen Jia made those boys who pursued her admit defeat wholeheartedly. It's just a pity that I forgot when my first night with Chen Jia was. Fortunately, I still remember that night Chen Jia gave me her virginity.

To be honest, I still love Chen Jia very much. This decision to leave was entirely out of necessity, because the moment I stepped into this city, my fate was sealed.

Several times, in the struggle of my thoughts, I almost decided to take Chen Jia with me. Ultimately, reason prevailed over my impulsive decision, because she wasn't from my hometown. She was a cheerful little fairy in the big city.

By the way! My name is Yang Chunsheng! I'm twenty-five years old! I just graduated from university! Everyone says I'm a country bumpkin from a poor mountain village (except for girls).

Actually, I'm not really a country bumpkin anymore, after all, I've lived in this city for nearly thirteen years. Half of my blood is filled with the urban atmosphere.

I remember when I first came to this city, I was only twelve years old, a complete little kid.

Back then, I didn't know anything, and my classmates called me a wild child. At first, I didn't understand why, but as time went on, I gradually integrated into their lives, which led me to understand some things about the city.

Therefore, I also deeply understood the meaning of the word "self-respect."

From then on, I started to avoid them, slowly becoming a loner. I had no friends, no confidants.

However, it was fortunate that I was alone during that time. It gave me enough time to learn about the city, and soon I grew from a wild child who knew nothing into a model student with excellent character and academic performance.

And I kept skipping grades, so I graduated from university at the age of twenty-five.

Actually, for a city kid, graduating at twenty-five is quite normal. But for me, it was a miracle because I came from the mountains! I didn't start first grade until I was twelve.

Back then, I studied with classmates much younger than me. They all disliked me, and I didn't understand why they treated me that way.

Whenever I was sad, my friends from the village were very kind to me, unlike the kids here who looked down on me.

Looking back now, it was probably because I came from the mountains and had a kind of rustic quality that they disliked. But even now, I still deeply cherish the feeling of being in the mountains.

Anyway, the reason I was able to go to school in the city was all thanks to our village chief, Mr. Hu. He brought me here. Because the children in our village couldn't go to school.

Of course, it wasn't because they didn't want to go, but because no one wanted to come to our village to teach. The reason was simple—a poor mountain village, no sense of direction, no wide roads, even going into the mountains required walking, and it would take two days and one night. Not to mention salary and benefits, it was even unpaid. In short, one word—"poor."

For all these reasons, Village Chief Hu finally decided to train a teacher truly belonging to his village.

You could say Village Chief Hu was the most literate person in our village; even at nearly seventy years old, he still knew a few characters during the civil war. For someone with limited education like him, the concept of poverty and backwardness was deeply felt, and this was the true purpose behind his determination to reform education.

At that time, I was considered one of the smartest and most willing to learn to read children in the village. I often followed him around. So, when he decided to cultivate talent, I became his ideal candidate.

However, there was another reason for choosing me: I was an orphan. Without relatives or ties, I could leave the village at any time and accept burdens that others wouldn't accept. After all, for children with families, their parents couldn't bear to leave them alone in a strange and lonely city.

So much time has passed; I remember when I was five years old, my parents both left me. Their departure was entirely accidental.

In our village, the only way to survive was through farming. My parents were busy tending to the legacy passed down from generation to generation. Then, fate intervened, and an unprecedented downpour forced them to take shelter in a cave.

And so, tragedy struck. The heavy rain caused a landslide. I never saw my parents again.

Fortunately, they had a kind friend in the village, and the villagers took turns caring for me. Especially my later adoptive mother, Shen Xiumei. She took on the responsibility of raising me. Later, I heard from Village Chief Hu that she was actually a distant relative. From childhood, I've always called her Aunt Mei.

Although I haven't seen her for thirteen years, her beautiful face is still vividly etched in my mind. Whenever I close my eyes, her eternally captivating beauty appears before me. I remember once asking her why she was so beautiful.

Perhaps because I was still a child, she didn't shy away from the question. She told me, like telling a story, that it was because the soil and water in our village were excellent, producing beautiful women. Unfortunately, I didn't understand the meaning at the time, and only now do I grasp what Aunt Mei was referring to.

Indeed, the environment shapes the people, and through these memories, I recalled the adults in the village, especially those women who were both familiar and unfamiliar. They seemed like fairies descended from heaven, each one so beautiful. I believe Aunt Mei's four daughters have grown into charming young women by now. However, the person I care about most right now is Aunt Mei, who raised

me. I can't wait to see her and see what she looks like. If I remember correctly, she should be almost forty this year. On the train, I hadn't eaten anything for almost a day and a night. The dining car passed by me dozens of times, and my bag was full of delicious food (bought by Chen Jia before I left). Nothing could whet my appetite. Of course, this was partly due to abandoning my lover of many years to return to my hometown. On the day I left, Chen Jia cried for a long, long time. Her crying left me feeling confused and disoriented. But what's done is done, and my departure is a foregone conclusion.

The moment I picked up my bag, Chen Jia went berserk. She grabbed me desperately, refusing to let me step out the door. Unfortunately, my mind was made up, and her attempts to stop me were futile.

Finally, realizing her efforts were futile, Chen Jia made a request: she wanted me to love her one more time.

Looking at her pitiful state, and at the woman I had loved for so many years, how could I not want to love her again?

Before Chen Jia was ready, I impatiently pushed her onto the bed, frantically tearing at her clothes.

With a cry of "Ah!", I thrust my manhood into her body for the last time.

Sensitive Chen Jia noticed the presence of a third party at our point of contact. She begged me to remove the condom I had just put on.

Initially, I objected. My aim was to avoid causing her unnecessary trouble. After all, she would eventually marry and have children; if things went wrong this time, I would become a true sinner.

However, this time, I softened. After Chen Jia's repeated tearful pleas, I removed the third party. We then engaged in the most intense sexual encounter of my life. Finally, I released my life essence into her body.

This exceptionally long and intense sexual act drained me of my strength and energy. It also caused Chen Jia, who was already exhausted, to fall into a deep sleep at the peak of her orgasm.

And so, in her sleep, I quietly left Chen Jia, leaving the city that had raised me for so many years.

Another reason for my loss of appetite might have been my eagerness to go home and see my long-lost relatives.

These were my adoptive mother, Shen Xiumei, and her children, and Uncle Song (Shen Xiumei's husband), whom I rarely saw, because he worked in another city. He only returned home once every six months or so. The rest of the time, I heard almost nothing from him.

Whenever he returned home, Uncle Song wouldn't stay long. He would visit the elderly people in the village and a few close friends, and then linger around Aunt Mei. At that time, Aunt Mei, because of his "nagging," had repeatedly taken us away, or sent me and her eldest daughter Song Lijuan and second daughter Song Dujuan away, to go play outside.

As children, we naturally obeyed the adults, and the first three times we went to play obediently by the river and in the threshing ground. Since Song Lijuan and I were about the same age, I naturally became Song Dujuan's guide and caretaker. The three of us had a lot of fun.

But as the number of times increased, I, as a child, became suspicious. Actually, I wasn't very sensible then, just a little curious, wanting to know why Aunt Mei always sent me and my two daughters away during the day.

So, one day, taking advantage of the moment Aunt Mei sent us away, I led the two little girls on a short walk. Afterwards

, we rushed home. Although I wasn't very sensible then, some childish cleverness had already formed in my mind.

After returning home, I didn't go straight into the house. Instead, I went around to the back window of the house, with Aunt Mei's two daughters following me, completely bewildered. They didn't understand what I was doing; they just followed me wherever I went.

"...Hurry up!...Push harder!...Oh!..."

As I leaned closer to the window, a familiar voice reached my ears. I knew without a doubt that it was Aunt Mei's groan. The two girls behind me also heard their mother's call.

But we didn't understand why she was calling out like that, especially since she seemed so anxious.

"...I'm pushing! Why are you rushing me!..." These were Uncle Song's words; he seemed a little impatient as well.

As soon as Uncle Song finished speaking, Aunt Mei's complaining voice rang out, "...What are you angry about! It's all because you're useless! You can't even get a shot out in half a day!"

"What! What!...I'm useless!...I think it's all your fault!...You're just a good-for-nothing who only lays rotten eggs, not golden ones!" Uncle Song was really getting angry now, cursing at the silent Aunt Mei.

"...Hmph! You say I'm useless!...You, surnamed Song! Don't lie to your conscience!...Who is it that takes so long to react every time they try to do something? Even if they do a few things, it's like they didn't do anything at all...Hmph! I've seen through it! I'm afraid there's no hope of you giving me a son in this lifetime! I think you should just give up! Our daughter can take care of us when she grows up!" I didn't understand what Aunt Mei and the others were doing, but from her words, I understood that she was debating with her husband about whether to have a boy or a girl.

"No! I absolutely have to have a boy!... Lie down!... Let's try again!" Uncle Song seemed determined to keep going.

"Brother Chunsheng! What are my parents doing?" Song Lijuan whispered in my ear.

Unfortunately, her question was pointless. Although I was a little smarter than her, we were about the same age, so I wasn't much better at understanding adult matters.

"I don't know either!" I whispered back, expressing my own helplessness.

So, the three of us, led by me, quietly hid under the back window, listening to the sounds inside.

As time passed, I slowly heard a series of strange female voices. The voices were intermittent, sometimes loud, sometimes soft!

At this point, my curiosity could no longer be contained. So I whispered in Song Lijuan's ear again, "Lijuan! Do you want to know what your mom and dad are doing in there?"

"Yes!" The naive little girl blurted out her answer without thinking.

"Okay! I'll make a small hole in the window paper later, and you're not allowed to tell your mom afterwards!... And you too!" After warning my older sister Song Lijuan, I warned my younger sister Song Dujuan, who was still very young.

"Brother Chunsheng! This won't do!"

"Why not!"

"I'm afraid Mom will find out and beat me again!" I really didn't expect that Song Lijuan, who always treated me like the boss, would have her own ideas.

This made me feel depressed! "You... If we don't tell, your mom won't know who did it! Humph!... Tell me! Do you want to see?"

"...I...I...want to see..." Song Lijuan said timidly.

"That's fine then, just don't tell anyone afterwards!" I smiled with satisfaction.

"Okay! I understand!" It seems my authority is still effective.

To make sure everything goes smoothly, I looked at Song Dujuan again. Before I could even scold her, the little girl nodded her head, I didn't know if she understood what we were going to do.

After we formed a united front, I grew bolder. So, I tiptoed and poked a small hole in the thin paper window, enough to peek into the love nest.

Once my eyes adjusted to the light, a scene I'd never seen before unfolded before me.

Aunt Mei lay naked on the heated brick bed, her long, white legs spread wide, providing ample space for Uncle Song, who was positioned between them.

From my position, I could clearly see their every move. Aunt Mei's large breasts were frequently bitten and sucked by her bent-over husband, followed by a furrowing of her brow. I couldn't tell if it was from pain or discomfort.

For some reason, the scene before me held my attention for a second. Especially Aunt Mei's wet little hole, which deeply captivated me. Unfortunately, the good times didn't last long. Before I could get my fill of looking, an incredibly ugly little penis slid inside.

It turned out that the culprit who ruined the beautiful scene was Uncle Song's urinary thing. Whether it was because his urinary thing was too small or because he lacked strength, it only barely disappeared into Aunt Mei's little hole after several attempts.

At this point, both the scene I had just witnessed and the outcome I would see afterward were a mystery to me. Among them, Aunt Mei's little hole was the most perplexing.

Almost unconscious, I was finally woken up by Song Lijuan, who was eager to see the show.

"Brother Chunsheng! What are Mom and Dad doing?" the little girl whispered, afraid of disturbing the adults inside.

To ensure I wouldn't be betrayed, I reluctantly gave up my viewing spot to Aunt Mei's eldest daughter.

Perhaps men are naturally more sensitive to matters of pleasure, while women need to be nurtured to gradually understand their subtleties.

Next, when it was Aunt Mei's eldest daughter's turn, she showed little interest. She only showed surprise and confusion at the scene before her, lacking any attraction or fascination.

After the sounds inside stopped, Aunt Mei's two daughters and I discreetly slipped outside. The emotions I'd been suppressing all day suddenly eased considerably.

Holding one of their hands, I ran with Aunt Mei's two daughters to our old haunt, ready to discuss what we'd just witnessed. "Brother Chunsheng!...Do you know why Daddy and Mommy were lying together in broad daylight? And...and I saw Daddy's pee hidden in Mommy's pee! They're so

strange

!...Brother Chunsheng! Did you see what I'm talking about?"

Needless to say, I was the first to notice. How could I escape? I didn't show my annoyance. I just silently cursed Aunt Mei's eldest daughter for being so stupid.

But to maintain a good relationship, I calmly replied, "Of course I saw it!...We're so young, how would we know about adult matters!"

"Oh!" The little girl, not getting a satisfactory answer, pouted, venting her innocent dissatisfaction.

Seeing her expression, I felt a pang of pity. So I comforted her in an adult tone, "Lijuan! It's okay! We'll understand when we grow up!" Then I took her little hand to show my concern.

"Oh! I know! Chunsheng... So what should we do now?" Aunt Mei's eldest daughter quickly recovered.

"Yeah! What should we do now!" I, who am usually very playful, lost interest at this moment.

"Chunsheng!... I need to pee!" At this moment, Song Dujuan, who had been ignored, interrupted my conversation with her sister.

Immediately afterwards, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter and I simultaneously threw out a sentence to her, "Go pee over there," and pointed to a spot not far from us.

Because we were too young, and because Aunt Mei's two daughters and I spent all day together, inevitably eating, drinking, peeing, and sleeping together, Aunt Mei's two daughters had no habit of avoiding me when they needed to pee or poop.

Aunt Mei's second daughter, upon hearing the instructions from her sister and me, obediently went to the designated spot, took off her pants that weren't tied, bent over, and squatted down.

Suddenly, a thin stream of water gushed from the pink hole. This amazing sight didn't escape my notice.

Good heavens! I'm dizzy! In such a short time, I witnessed the wonders of a woman once again. Only this time, it was a woman of a different age. And it was Song Dujuan, whom I see every day but never really paid attention to.

What was happening? I felt like I had suddenly become so much more. My mind was filled with things I had never thought of before.

My gaze remained fixed on the girl's private parts until the moment Song Dujuan stood up, and I couldn't help but take one last look.

At the same time, my actions were noticed by Aunt Mei's eldest daughter. She looked at me with a strange look, as if I had returned to the scene of secretly watching my parents' actions.

"Lijuan! Why are you looking at me like that!...Is there something wrong with me!" I didn't know how to express shyness at all. But I felt uneasy.

"…Hmm!…Brother Chunsheng! You're acting a little strange!…Are you feeling unwell?" Adults have their own way of showing concern, and children have their own way of being considerate. Although at my young age, I didn't understand what concern was or how to be considerate of others, my relationship with Aunt Mei's two daughters was natural and didn't require any effort.

At that time, my relationship with Aunt Mei's two daughters was not only that of best childhood playmates but also that of close siblings. Therefore, there were no secrets between us, and besides, at our age, it was impossible to talk about who was hiding anything from whom.

So, I truthfully told Aunt Mei's eldest daughter about the feelings I had when I saw Aunt Mei and Song Dujuan's little hole. Of course, the younger sister who had just come over overheard as well.

After hearing my childish thoughts, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter immediately burst into laughter, and her younger sister, seeing her sister laughing so happily, also started laughing foolishly along with her.

Seeing the two girls laughing, I felt a little unhappy. Although I didn't understand the meaning of self-respect, my instincts kicked in to save face. I angrily turned away, ignoring them to show my displeasure.

And it actually worked. After sensing my anger, both sisters stopped laughing.

"Brother Chunsheng! You're angry!..." Only Aunt Mei's eldest daughter knew how to comfort her friend.

"Hmph..." I pretended to ignore them.

"...Hehe! Good Brother Chunsheng! Please don't be angry! Please! Please don't ignore us!..." Aunt

Mei's eldest daughter pleaded with me, like a little bird, hoping for my forgiveness.

Unfortunately, I wasn't one to be easily fooled. To make up for the humiliation I'd just suffered, a ridiculous idea suddenly popped into my head, but to ensure it wouldn't hurt the two girls...

I said in a tone that was both asking and not asking, "Hmph! I can stop being angry, but I can't forgive you like this!"

"…Then…what do you want me to do to stop being angry?" Aunt Mei's eldest daughter kept looking at me with her big, watery eyes.

"…Hmm…! I've got it!…I want you two to take off your pants so I can have a good look!" My heart started racing. I was worried they wouldn't agree to my request.

"…This!…Brother Chunsheng! I…I'm afraid someone will see us!"

"It's okay! You forgot, besides us, no one else knows about this place!…Don't worry! No one will come back!" I tried my best to persuade Aunt Mei's two daughters to satisfy my curiosity.

Whether it was because women are naturally wary of this kind of thing, or because I deliberately made this request today, the two girls became quite shy and hesitant, reluctantly complying with my wishes.

They undressed slowly, but I quickly found my target. Because of poverty in the mountains, children like us didn't even have the means to wear underwear. Even some adults, to save money, only wore patched-up outer trousers.

Therefore, when Aunt Mei's two daughters took off their trousers, their two fair and tender lower bodies were completely exposed before me. At that moment, my heart was pounding, and my throat felt parched and dry.

I slowly approached the two girls who were already lying down; they were both in the same position. Their two slender, jade-like legs were tightly pressed together.

However, lacking the physiological characteristics of a mature woman, and without the pubic hair that Aunt Mei possessed, two tender, protruding vulvas were nakedly displayed before me.

In a moment of urgency, I forcefully parted Aunt Mei's eldest daughter's legs, and after a slight struggle, her mysterious triangle finally came into my view.

Immediately, I couldn't help but exclaim, "Lijuan! This is so fun! Can I touch it!"

In truth, I didn't know how to appreciate a woman's sacred place at all. I only knew it was fun and interesting. It was the kind of simple and innocent childlike mentality.

Of course, Aunt Mei's two daughters were also innocent and naive. They were completely clueless in this regard, obediently waiting for my next move.

After obtaining the girl's consent, I boldly reached out and touched Song Lijuan's little hole. The moment I touched the girl's smooth flesh, my hand felt both sensitive and excited, as if electrified.

Song Lijuan, receiving the same signal, also trembled violently. I didn't know what she felt at the time. Later, I asked her about it, but she just babbled incoherently, saying things I couldn't understand at all. In fact, even she herself didn't know what she was saying.

Touching the pretty young girl's vulva wasn't enough to satisfy my curiosity, so I escalated my actions, probing the girl's slightly damp opening with my tiny fingers.

"Ah! Chunsheng!...It hurts...!" Due to my recklessness, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter protested.

Young and naive, and already timid, especially after hearing the girl's cry of pain, I immediately withdrew my attack. I continued to linger outside her vulva, moving erratically over it.

"Ah! Chunsheng!...It itches so much!..." Aunt Mei's eldest daughter began to react. But I had no idea why she had this conditioned reflex.

So, the more she cried out in itch, the more I scratched her, trying to relieve her discomfort. However, this only made the girl cry out even louder.

Finally, for some unknown reason, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter urinated, spraying me with filth. Because of my momentary carelessness, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter was worried I would be angry. She kept apologizing to me.

Unexpectedly, I wasn't angry at all; instead, I clapped my hands happily, exclaiming, "So much fun! So much fun!" Perhaps infected by my laughter, Song Lijuan, who had been looking worried, also started giggling.

Song Dujuan, who was in the same situation, also clapped and cheered, but she was just imitating us and didn't understand what we were laughing at.

After experiencing the fun, I set my sights on Aunt Mei's second daughter. In the end, she couldn't escape the same fate as her sister. This absurd game ended amidst bursts of laughter.

Of course, after this experience, the three of us often secretly sneaked away to that unknown hideout in the remaining days. We played games we never tired of, and as we grew older, we also learned a little about the interesting things between men and women.

Finally, in an accidental mistake, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter lost her virginity. However, the weapon that took her virginity wasn't my little brother, but my already incredibly sensitive fingers.

At the time, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter bled a lot, scaring the three of us children into tears. Even worse, Aunt Mei's second daughter, seeing her sister's blood, cried and screamed that her sister wouldn't live much longer.

Her words ultimately proved true. After a long period of adjustment, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter remained healthy and strong. In fact, since that bleeding incident, her little hole had become even more sensitive, allowing her to experience unprecedented pleasure during our games.

Meanwhile, Song Dujuan, still a budding flower, could only experience the sensations of childhood.

This relationship continued until my departure, but later, another girl joined our games—Aunt Mei's third daughter, Song Yajuan. Due to her young age, she could only act as an observer, leading her even younger sister (Aunt Mei's youngest daughter, Song Meijuan) as they watched us play.

At that time, I had no idea why Aunt Mei suddenly had two daughters. I only knew that since Uncle Song left, Aunt Mei's belly had been growing bigger day by day. The following year, a very small baby girl joined our lives. This was later Song Yajuan, who was a little older.

Soon after, Uncle Song returned home again. He brought us many delicious things, foods we had never seen before. At that time, I often heard Aunt Mei say, "Now we women don't have to suffer anymore! Uncle Song brought back so much money this time, we can buy so many things!"

Although I didn't quite understand why Aunt Mei said that, and I didn't fully understand what she was saying, through our later life together, I gradually understood the purpose of money. It did indeed prove Aunt Mei right; our lives seemed much better than other families.

Of course, it was because of Uncle Song's return that Aunt Mei's belly grew bigger again. Again, after the New Year, another baby girl was born.

I was completely baffled by this matter, and even when I left, I still couldn't figure out where Aunt Mei's two later daughters came from. Time flies, thirteen years have passed in the blink

of

an eye. I wonder how Aunt Mei's family is doing now! Missing them has become my daily task. Seven years of nurturing and seven years of childhood friendship constantly remind me not to forget them. Although I've done all that! Yet, those hazy childhood memories sometimes still confuse me.

But thankfully, I can finally go home to see them now. In a few hours, the train will stop, and I can embark on the path to our village. Then, if I just persevere for another day and night, I can reunite with my family whom I've missed for so many years. At that time, I will no longer be troubled by the anxieties of longing.

Thinking about it! My expression suddenly lightened considerably; the pain of parting was completely replaced. Only anticipation and hope remained.

"Hey! Young man! You're really something!" A sweet voice interrupted my thoughts.

I looked in the direction of the voice and finally settled on the middle-aged woman sitting opposite me. I had noticed her since I boarded the bus; the reason was simple: beautiful women attract attention wherever they go.

Unfortunately, I was too preoccupied with my own thoughts to pay attention to her. Occasionally, while lost in thought, I would glance at the beautiful woman in front of me, but quickly look away.

"Ma'am! What do you mean?" I looked at the woman in front of me first, then politely asked her.

"Hehe!...Silly boy! You have a sweet tongue! Hehe!" The woman didn't answer my question but instead complimented me. Although I received praise from the beauty, I didn't get carried away. After all, I've been around beautiful women before, and no matter how alluring the woman in front of me was, she had met her match. The older men next to me looked at me with a mixture of envy and jealousy. Occasionally, I would glance at the beautiful woman who was laughing heartily, but unfortunately, she was completely oblivious to their admiration.

Since I had received her praise, I couldn't just accept it without offering a bribe! Thinking this, I politely replied, "Hehe! Not at all! Not at all… Sister, you flatter me!"

"Hmm! I knew I wasn't wrong! You're a learned man! Hehe…!" The beautiful woman's eyes shone with immense admiration!

"Young man! I've noticed you haven't eaten or drunk anything for a whole day and night! Is something on your mind?… You can't go on like this! It'll ruin your health!" It turned out the beautiful woman was concerned for my well-being. Hearing such heartwarming words, how could I not admire her even more?

"Oh! Thank you, sister! I'm alright! I'm not that hungry anyway!" That was all I could say to a stranger. Even if the beautiful woman in front of me was very concerned, or her beauty was alluring, it couldn't dispel my wariness of this unfamiliar society.

"Sigh! Another reckless fool!" The beautiful woman said, looking helplessly into the distance. Her words seemed to be hinting at me, or perhaps talking to herself. In any case, after saying that, she ignored me.

At this point, my interest in chatting with her had been piqued, and I couldn't let it be pushed back. So I took the initiative to speak to the beautiful woman, "Sister! From what you just said, it seems you've met someone like me before me, right?" I thought this topic would definitely pique her interest, because when she said that, I saw a hint of sadness in her eyes

. Sure enough, after hearing my question, the beautiful woman once again cast her captivating gaze upon me.

"Hmph! So what if it is! ...Isn't everything still zero? Sigh..." This time I was even more certain that the beautiful woman was feeling very sad, because the topics we had just discussed must have revealed some untold sorrows

within her. Humans are born with an innate curiosity, and of course, I'm no exception, perhaps even more so than most. Therefore, I completely disregarded the woman's feelings and pressed on relentlessly, "If I'm not mistaken, I believe you must have had a painful experience in this area!"

"Hehe! ...I didn't realize! ...Little brother can be so caring! Hehe..." Clearly, the woman's laughter this time was far less intense than her earlier one; I could hear the bitterness hidden within it.

"Big sister! You're making fun of me! Hehe! Can you tell me your story? I want to see if the person you're talking about is similar to me! But if you find it difficult to talk about, I won't force you!" Although my tone was somewhat playful, I was very serious about hearing her story.

My sincerity and frankness were immediately seen through by the beautiful woman, though I didn't know what she was thinking or what she was plotting. But I believed that her eyes, besides being alluring, also revealed a shrewdness rarely seen in women. Therefore, my little trickery couldn't escape her notice.

"Alright! We seem to have hit it off today! Since you want to hear it, I'll tell you, and incidentally, teach you the consequences of not cherishing your body. However, I don't want to discuss this here! We need to go somewhere else!" "Somewhere else!

...Where should we talk then?" "

Silly boy! Of course, in the dining car! You need something to eat now! We'll talk while we eat! It's on me today!" The beautiful woman was not only thoughtful, but her words and actions also highlighted a rare kind of strength in a woman. It was completely out of character compared to her pretty face.

Instantly, I felt even more admiration and respect for her actions. Regardless of whether she was a good person or a liar, her boldness alone made me unable to resist following her to the dining car. But I wouldn't let a momentary impulse make me forget to take my valuables with me when I left.

"Big sister! Can you do me a favor?" I blurted out impatiently as soon as I sat down at the table.

"Silly boy! I've already said it! We hit it off today! If you have any difficulties, just tell me. If I can help, I won't say no!" The beautiful woman's generosity still captivated me.

So I said without any hesitation, "Actually, it's nothing serious! I don't think you're much older than me! So… I hope you won't call me silly boy! It feels weird when you call me that! Besides, you're so young, if others hear you, they'll all think you're… hehe!" I didn't say the rest aloud! Because women are all concerned about their image, I also followed the common practice of leaving things unsaid, stopping short of revealing my true feelings.

Who would have thought that the words I hesitated to say came out of the beautiful woman's mouth without hesitation, "Hehe! What! If I call you a silly boy, do you think people will mistake me for an old lady? Hehe…! Then again, calling you a silly boy doesn't mean I'm taking advantage of you!"

"Hehe! Big sister! That's not necessarily true! At least I'm not that much younger than you!"

"Oh!…Then guess how old I am!"

"Hmm!…I think I'm at most thirty-one or thirty-two!"

"Hehe…! No way! I'm not that young! Silly boy! You're really good at saying nice things to flatter your big sister! Hehe…But I like it!" Hearing my guess, the beautiful woman laughed heartily. Indeed, women like to hear others say they're young, especially beautiful women; they wish they could be described as seventeen or eighteen, that would be satisfying.

However, for me now… My guess wasn't an exaggeration; the beautiful woman in front of me did indeed look like she was in her early thirties. Not only did I see her that way, but I'm sure the men sitting next to me would have thought she was a young married woman too.

"Sister! You mean I guessed too low?" I pressed.

"Of course! How could a woman a full twelve years older than you be the age you said?" The woman wore a helpless expression, as if time had taken its toll.

We went back and forth for a while without getting a clear answer about her age, and by then, I'd lost patience. So I told her my own age first: "Sister! Stop playing games! Let me tell you the truth! I'm not young anymore! I just turned twenty-five a few months ago. Don't tell me you're already thirty-seven or thirty-eight!"

After saying that, I looked at her with disbelief.

"Fine! I won't tease you anymore!… Let me tell you the truth!… The last number you gave me is indeed my real age!" The woman finished speaking and held up both hands in a "believe it or not" gesture.

The Wild Countryside Adventure Part 5: A Chance Encounter (Part 2)

After hearing the beautiful woman's real age, a look of surprise lingered on my face for a long time. I thought to myself, modern women are truly unfathomable; with just a simple number like her age, she can completely fool men.

"Alright! Now you finally understand! Calling you 'silly boy' wasn't taking advantage of you! But now I'd like to change how I address you. So you won't say I'm always bullying you, big sister! Hehehe…!" After laughing a few times, the beautiful woman continued, "Big sister, my surname is Fang, my full name is Fang Huimin. May I ask your honorable name, little brother?"

"Oh! My surname is Yang! My full name is Yang Chunsheng! Sister Fang, you can just call me Little Yang!" After learning the beautiful woman's name, I immediately changed how I addressed her to show my politeness.

"Hehe! You want me to call you Little Yang!...Hehe! I might as well call you Old Wolf! Hehe...Forget it! I think I'll just call you Chunsheng! It sounds nice!" Judging from her appearance, this woman named Fang Huimin must have a very unusual background. In the long conversation I've had with her, I've discovered that she's not only adept at handling people and situations, but her way of speaking is also far beyond what people her age group possess. She's full of youthful energy.

"Hehe! That's a good way to address me! That's a good way to address me!...Actually, I think you, Sister Fang, are the one who knows how to talk! I've learned a lot from you today! Hehe!" Although my words contained a bit of flattery, it wasn't excessive in this situation.

"Hehe!...Alright! Alright! Stop trying to sweet-talk me! Save your charm for younger girls! Hehe!...Oh right! We've been chatting all this time! We haven't ordered anything to eat yet! Tell me! What do you want to eat?" Sister Fang asked me while waving to the receptionist.

Within minutes, the table was laden with exquisite stir-fries. Whether it was my good mood or the fact that I hadn't eaten in a long time, the sight of these colorful, fragrant, and delicious dishes instantly whetted my appetite. Without any prompting from Sister Fang, I began to eat without any hesitation, while Sister Fang, who had been watching, wore a broad smile.

"Sister Fang! You haven't told me about that person you were talking about earlier!" I asked between bites.

"…Sigh! To be honest! When I saw you, I was reminded of my husband who died many years ago!" Sister Fang's mood suddenly soared as she said this.

Hearing her words, I, who was enjoying my meal, almost choked on my food. "What!…No way! Sister Fang! Could we have something in common?" At this moment, I put down my chopsticks, focusing all my attention on this question.

“Yes! Not only do you two speak and talk in the same way, but you even look almost identical! You're practically the same person! Actually, I noticed you as soon as I got on the bus! I almost mistook you for him! Luckily, I'm not senile yet, and when I thought about your age, I came back to reality! But you remind me of so many memories from my youth.” Through her eyes, I saw a hint of tears; I could sense that Sister Fang was feeling very sad.

Then I heard her say, “Brother Chunsheng, you don't really know me. The only reason I greeted you was because you look so much like my deceased husband! Given my character, I wouldn't talk to a stranger so easily.” After she finished speaking, she gave me a forced smile.

I wanted to say something comforting, but then I thought that even if I said more now, it would only stir up her sadness about the past. It was better to try something else to ease the atmosphere.

So, I said in a disbelieving tone, "Hehe! Sister Fang, you're joking! Even if my brother and I look alike, you couldn't possibly run into me here by such a coincidence! I bet there's something fishy going on!"

"You little rascal! I'm not joking with you! If you don't believe me, I'll show you a photo. See if I'm lying!" With that, Sister Fang started rummaging through her bag.

In no time, she pulled out a three-inch photo and handed it to me. "Look! Don't you look alike?"

Without a word, I took the photo. Actually, my desire to see it was even stronger than Sister Fang's. When I saw the person in the photo clearly, my heart skipped a beat. Just as she said, the man in the photo was practically my doppelganger.

"See? I didn't lie to you, did I? The only difference is that you're a little taller than my husband! Everything else is exactly the same!"

"Sister Fang!... So why did your husband leave you?" I didn't want to ask this question, but my curiosity couldn't be suppressed, and I forced myself to know how this man who looked so much like me died.

"Sigh!... It was because he didn't take care of his health! And he worked too hard! In the end, he got stomach cancer at a young age and passed away not long after!" Sister Fang looked at the photo in her hand, as if she was recounting her past, or perhaps recalling something.

"Oh! I see! No wonder Sister Fang said earlier (another reckless person), you were referring to these things, weren't you!"

"Yes! Your older brother was just like you when he was young! Everything, big or small, would affect his appetite. So, when I saw you were like that too, I couldn't help but remind you!... This time, what Sister Fang is teaching you is what you truly need. But then again, it's not that Sister Fang is being harsh, I just don't want you to follow in your brother's footsteps." After she finished speaking, she put her husband's photo back into her bag. Through her actions, I could see her helplessness; clearly, her love for her husband was still deeply ingrained. Otherwise, she wouldn't carry a photo of a dead man with her at all times.

After learning about Sister Fang's husband's situation, I tried to avoid sensitive topics in our subsequent conversations. Of course, Sister Fang cooperated with this idea, and she told me about her experiences, including her current profession.

Thus, I realized that the woman sitting in front of me was truly extraordinary. With her limited abilities, she managed to support a sheep farm. I heard it was quite large! She had just returned from the city, bringing back a batch of business to her factory.

Later, as I was getting off the bus, she handed me her business card, asking me to visit her sometime. I agreed. But I knew in my heart that after this parting, whether we would ever meet again was uncertain! I knew what kind of environment I would face in the future.

After getting off the bus, I spent fifty yuan to buy a worn-out bicycle. Since I had a lot of things to carry, I couldn't manage it all by myself.

Although the bike was old, it was quite good for me. It fit all my various bags perfectly, saving me a lot of trouble. Pushing it along the country lanes had a unique feel to it.

Along the way, I constantly surveyed the mountain scenery, admiring the colorful flowers and lush forests. Listening to the sound of the mountain spring flowing and the clear chirping of the unknown birds,

I forgot my fatigue in this beautiful environment and completely immersed myself in nature. After a long journey of a day and a night, I finally returned to my hometown, which was both strange and familiar.

The village before me didn't seem to have changed much. Except for the trees that had grown much taller, everything else remained the same.

The scattered earthen houses I remembered still sat on the original land, some already in ruins. Although I was mentally prepared for all this, seeing the land that gave me birth and nurtured me unchanged still stirred a slight sadness in my heart.

However, this sadness was quickly dispelled! I thought of my true purpose in returning: to use what I had learned to change the old appearance of my hometown and to make my relatives and all the villagers prosperous.

With this strong belief, I was filled with ideals and courage. Without wasting a moment, I pushed my bicycle straight to the village.

Following the familiar path, I soon arrived at the small mud house where I had lived for seven years (Aunt Mei's house). Through the fence, I saw two little girls, about eight or nine years old, playing in the yard. I didn't know whose children they were; perhaps they were from the neighborhood.

I parked my bicycle to the side, pushed open the simple gate, and went inside alone. My sudden intrusion startled the two little girls.

They stared at me blankly for a moment, then the slightly older girl asked, "Who are you looking for?"

At that moment, I didn't rush to answer the little girl, but instead focused all my attention on them. For some reason, I realized that I saw a child version of Song Lijuan in the two girls in front of me. They looked so much like Aunt Mei's eldest daughter. (02-07
Rural Wilderness Crazy Eleven: The Ultimate Temptation (Part 2))

Aunt Mei's small hands ignited the desire within me, making my passionate blood boil even more. Even more irresistible was her almost overflowing flower chamber, constantly tempting me, making me uncontrollably reach out to touch it!

I don't know if my movements were too obvious, or if Aunt Mei was just too experienced in this area. She noticed my intention to touch my crotch area. Aunt Mei very precisely grabbed my outstretched arm.

"You little rascal! You can't!" Aunt Mei whispered in my ear, her voice barely audible.

To avoid alerting others, I withdrew my arm. I still gently kneaded Aunt Mei's large breasts, preparing to play the long game. I firmly believed that given enough time, even if I didn't take the initiative, Aunt Mei would eventually become impatient.

Aunt Mei's small hand remained on my penis, and a little fluid seeped from the tip under her ministrations. With each gentle movement, it was evenly spread across my shaft.

Perhaps because the amount was too small, the surface of my penis wasn't very slippery, making it difficult for Aunt Mei's hand to move smoothly. I also noticed this slight imperfection.

Just as I was worrying about this flaw, Aunt Mei's small hand suddenly released my penis. After a few seconds, it returned to my shaft, but this time I could clearly feel that her small hand seemed to be covered in a sticky fluid. Moving my penis was both slippery and smooth, and an even stronger pleasure surged into my brain.

Without guessing, I knew that the sticky fluid on Aunt Mei's hand was actually the vaginal fluid from her vagina. If it weren't for her ingenious trick, I really wouldn't have imagined that using this could enhance sexual excitement and stimulation. Whether it was because I was too excited, or because it was Aunt Mei, after being teased by her for a while, my brain actually felt the urge to ejaculate.

Considering there was no need to hold back in this situation, I relaxed my whole body and waited for the climax.

My actions, of course, didn't escape the notice of the experienced Aunt Mei. Upon receiving my signal, she increased the speed of her teasing, as if intentionally trying to help me release the desire within me as quickly as possible.

As a result, her actions made my senses even sharper. My mind quickly became a blur, followed by a tingling sensation in my spine, and my semen gushed out like a floodgate being opened, spraying recklessly onto the blankets. Of course, Aunt Mei couldn't escape this either. Her small hand, still holding my large penis, was almost covered in my semen.

Since I've had a rich sexual life with women, the arrival of orgasm has given me countless satisfactions. But I've never experienced a woman bringing me to orgasm with her hand. Even their tightest, most constricted vaginas had never brought me to orgasm so quickly. And the sensation Aunt Mei gave me far surpassed ordinary pleasure. I

couldn't understand it yet, and I was too lazy to waste my energy on it; Aunt Mei's small hands caught my attention again.

There were so many strange things happening today. Aunt Mei and I both noticed that my large penis, which had just ejaculated, was still hard and showed no sign of resting.

This puzzled not only Aunt Mei, but I myself couldn't understand it either. Although I knew my sexual ability was beyond that of the average man, I had never experienced such a situation where it remained so erect after ejaculation.

Aunt Mei held my slippery penis, seemingly unable to come up with a suitable explanation. So she whispered in my ear, like a mosquito, "You little rascal! You're not behaving at all! Why isn't your little penis resting?"

I didn't know how to explain her question, but a sudden thought in my brain made me pay attention. I mimicked Aunt Mei's manner, whispering in her ear, "Hehe!...My little pecker isn't something you can just casually do! Aunt Mei, how can you expect me to cut corners?"

Aunt Mei recognized my voice and gave my "treasure" a firm pinch, though thankfully not too hard, just enough to make me grit my teeth slightly.

"You little rascal! Don't talk nonsense! Aunt Mei has already gone too far!...Tell me! Do you have another woman outside?" I hadn't expected Aunt Mei to ask this question so suddenly, leaving me momentarily speechless. After a few seconds of stunned silence, I heard Aunt Mei add, "You little rascal! Feeling guilty? Right?"

"No!...Who's feeling guilty!" I quickly retorted.

"Really! Then why won't you admit it?" Because Aunt Mei's voice was too soft, I couldn't tell what she was feeling.

However, to prove I was a man of my word, I readily admitted to having had another woman in the city. After revealing my private life, I was a little worried that Aunt Mei might react emotionally, but the result was completely unexpected. Far from being jealous, she did something that caught me completely off guard.

Aunt Mei actually took the initiative to kiss me, her familiar little tongue unceremoniously slipping into my mouth. It seemed her little tongue and my big tongue had become good friends.

For a master kisser like myself, how could I admit defeat? No matter how skillful Aunt Mei's little tongue was, it ultimately became my supporting role, swimming back and forth between our mouths under my guidance.

Urged on by instinct, my big hand once again left Aunt Mei's large breasts, heading straight for the target—the mysterious area of a woman. As expected, before I even touched my target, Aunt Mei's sticky little hand acted as a protective barrier, signaling me not to get close to her little hole.

This time, I didn't give up immediately, ignoring Aunt Mei's obstruction and forcefully approaching my destination. And Aunt Mei, in turn, was doing her best to protect her sacred palace.

Perhaps because I was mentally prepared, I was determined to conquer Aunt Mei's territory at all costs. Under my repeated assaults, Aunt Mei's small hand accidentally slipped from my grasp, clearing the path to the Roman palace. This allowed my large hand to smoothly touch her most prized possession.

Just as my arm landed on Aunt Mei's flower garden, we both reacted intensely. Although she didn't cry out, her body trembled violently, and her tongue, which had been entwined with mine, quickly withdrew. I, feeling her incredibly wetness, realized how sensitive she was. I

never expected Aunt Mei to be so patient; her vagina was practically overflowing, yet she still refused to let me relieve her. It's clear how strong her loyalty was. If it were any other woman, who knows what would have happened.

At this moment, my heart was filled with mixed emotions. I didn't know if what I was doing was right or wrong. My childhood feelings for Aunt Mei were inexplicable. But now, I suddenly felt an overwhelming possessiveness towards her. Of course, this suddenness wasn't a fleeting whim, but rather the culmination of years of feelings, longing, fantasies, and a whole host of other inner factors. So at that moment, I suddenly realized that my love for Aunt Mei wasn't as simple as that between elders; it was mixed with too much romantic emotion and desire.

When I finally understood this, Aunt Mei was still making futile resistance; even her arms couldn't pull away my strong arms. But her actions clearly prevented me from calmly exploring her private area.

So, in desperation, I whispered in her ear, "Aunt Mei! I love you!"

Even I was surprised when I said those words. I don't know where my courage came from. Aunt Mei, almost stunned, never imagined that a fashionable young man would say such unthinkable things to a middle-aged woman like her.

I clearly felt that, apart from her heart beating, everything else in Aunt Mei seemed to have stopped functioning. She remained motionless in the stagnant air. Even her almost powerless little hands slipped from my arms and obediently fell to her sides.

I knew Aunt Mei must be stunned by my bold confession. She must be in a state of extreme inner conflict, perhaps captivated by my words, or perhaps doubting my honesty.

Regardless, the words were already out. Whatever my feelings, as someone still quite clear-headed, I couldn't betray my feelings. So, I cast aside all my thoughts and reservations, preparing to use my actions to open Aunt Mei's heart.

Perhaps because Aunt Mei was still in a state of conflicted thoughts, or perhaps because my movements were too gentle, after my large hand had roamed over her plump vulva countless times, she still hadn't resisted.

After a short period of observation, my worries became unnecessary. It seemed that Aunt Mei had tacitly approved of my actions. Although she tried hard to suppress her series of instinctive reactions, her primal cries could not escape my ears. Her extremely unstable breathing became my most useful information for judgment, allowing me to grasp her emotional changes at any time.

My large hands were covered with Aunt Mei's vaginal fluid. When I focused all my energy on exploring the sacred place of women, Aunt Mei's physical characteristics attracted my attention. I discovered that the plump vulva I had been touching for so long was completely hairless, appearing exceptionally smooth under the effect of the vaginal fluid. The nerves in my hands constantly transmitted that alternative beauty to me. I never expected that Aunt Mei was a genuine white tiger. Without the constraints of hair, it had become her unique advantage.

The twelve ultimate temptations of the wild countryside (part 2)

made Aunt Mei's plump and hairless vulva my best target. Her entire consciousness was focused there, as if she had obtained a priceless treasure, completely obsessed with the slippery sensation.

Aunt Mei's instinctive reaction exceeded her limits; her legs, which had been tightly pressed together, now parted on their own. This gave my large hand ample space to play its proper role, each caress causing a small amount of lustful fluid to seep from her vulva, while simultaneously bringing Aunt Mei endless temptation and desire.

"Aunt Mei! Your vulva is so slippery!... It doesn't seem to have any hair, does it?" I whispered in Aunt Mei's ear, knowingly teasing her desire. Although my voice was very soft, Aunt Mei heard me clearly, and of course, she understood my intention.

How could my little tricks fool her? Even if it aroused a little excitement, it wouldn't be enough to completely destroy her mind.

"You little rascal!... Don't say it!... " In the face of this embarrassing crisis, Aunt Mei tried her best to conceal her body, while also trying to stop my bold revelation.

Knowing when to stop is my usual style. Aunt Mei is a woman with a strong sense of self-respect, so I had to be careful in our first encounter. I couldn't act rashly, especially in terms of language; I had to be careful not to provoke her too much. I needed to maintain her dignity while also allowing her primal rebellious instincts to take full effect.

Anyway, I wasn't in a hurry to get everything from Aunt Mei right now. Even if I really wanted it, I had to restrain myself.

I didn't believe that Aunt Mei, at her age, could endure my advances for long.

With this belief, I began a new round of challenges with Aunt Mei. My large hand, which had only been lingering on the surface of her vulva, received new instructions. After pinpointing the exact location, I extended my middle finger and aimed directly at the entrance to her sacred place, then inserted it without hesitation.

Aunt Mei reacted strongly to my sudden intrusion, but not as severely as I had imagined. She only trembled slightly, her two pink legs clamped together briefly, then quickly spread apart again.

Having gained more space, I felt even more exhilarated, not just because Aunt Mei had spread her legs wide. Her reaction at that moment proved she intended for me to continue, including the act of penetrating her body, which she had anticipated.

The word "bold" had become an outdated metaphor! Aunt Mei's mysterious, alluring body was no longer just a dream; it had become my ideal place, and soon it would become the warm nest of my precious treasure. At this moment

, not only did my mind conjure up beautiful images of making love with Aunt Mei, but the middle finger inserted into her honeyed depths also sent me signals of bliss.

Aunt Mei's vagina was incredibly tight; even my finger could feel the intense pressure of her vaginal walls, tightly gripping it. It didn't feel like the vagina of a woman nearing forty; even a teenage virgin wouldn't have experienced such tightness. If I were to insert my precious treasure into it, I would be overwhelmed with pleasure.

My fingers tirelessly explored Aunt Mei's vagina. Although they weren't as strong and powerful as my large penis, her long-empty vagina, stimulated after years of longing, was finally satisfied. However, as desire burned, her vagina began to demand more.

Unfortunately, her mistress stubbornly resisted doing anything more outrageous. Even changing my approach didn't break Aunt Mei's sanity; it seemed difficult to get her to willingly invite me to penetrate her with my large penis. Both

Aunt Mei and I were covered in sweat. After a long period of exploration, her vagina was a mess, her entire lower body covered in her fluids, even the bedding beneath us was sticky.

Of course, I wasn't much better off. Besides being covered in Aunt Mei's fluids, the juices from my penis also became a byproduct.

Aunt Mei's small hand couldn't soothe my large member; instead, it was used by her. My penis grew even thicker and more imposing, its force so strong I couldn't even fathom its origins. Aunt Mei was utterly astonished.

At this rate, even another hour or two wouldn't quell my lust. Aunt Mei was secretly anxious, though she didn't know why. Her increasingly erratic movements revealed her thoughts.

Actually, she wasn't the only one anxious. I, too, was frantically trying to figure out how to insert my penis into her body! I didn't know what to do, afraid of hurting her.

Just as I was caught in this dilemma, Aunt Mei released my penis. Whether she was tired or wanted to give up, after freeing herself from my grasp, Aunt Mei turned around, her entire body facing away from me.

I was intensely dissatisfied with this sudden action. She was so inconsiderate of my feelings.

But as I turned to turn around, my still-erect penis pressed against Aunt Mei's shapely buttocks. This unfortunate coincidence suddenly reminded me, and I felt sorry for Aunt Mei's conscience! Because of her pride, how could a woman like her do anything too shameful, especially in front of her junior?

Fortunately, I noticed this clever arrangement in time. Without uttering a word, I unhesitatingly thrust my weapon into her, aiming straight for the depths of her flower garden.

My newly arising excitement was abruptly cut short. Just as I spread my large glans open Aunt Mei's smooth vulva, a familiar small hand grasped my throbbing member. Then, without pause, that small hand guided my penis up and down the slippery entrance, allowing only half of the glans to bury itself in the tender flesh, experiencing her warmth.

Needless to say, I understood Aunt Mei's intention. It seemed she didn't want my precious member to enter her body too soon. But to satisfy me quickly, she came up with this method, using the outside of her vulva instead of her small hand, to balance her inner feelings.

Unfortunately, I'm no longer the Chun Sheng I was as a child, blindly obeying whatever Aunt Mei said. Now, I'm so excited I can't even control myself, how could I possibly resist her restraint?

Having determined my target, I thrust my hips forward, trying to insert my large penis into her vagina. Whether it was because I used too much force, or because her vagina was too slippery, the head of my penis brushed past her labia majora and landed squarely on Aunt Mei's anus. It almost missed the entrance, but the smooth, tender flesh sent a unique sensation through me, fueling a strong desire to possess her in the days to come.

"You little rascal! Don't go in!... Or Aunt Mei won't take care of you anymore!" My goal failed, but I inadvertently revealed my intentions. After the slight impact, Aunt Mei temporarily set my penis aside, turned around, and whispered a warning, seemingly determined not to let me take any further liberties with her.

Having grasped Aunt Mei's true intentions, I refrained from acting rashly. Following her instructions, I made small, controlled movements, the slippery lubrication allowing my glans to smoothly rub against her delicate labia.

Occasionally, it would linger on her elastic clitoris, teasing it with the sharp edges of my glans. This not only brought me immense pleasure, but even Aunt Mei, who was just getting into the mood, was overwhelmed by this indescribable sensation, almost letting out a cry. Fortunately, I quickly intervened, swallowing her muffled sounds.

Through Aunt Mei's delicate body, I laboriously kissed her passionately. This challenging action was not only difficult for me, but Aunt Mei, lying on the ground, also paid a price. She had to control her emotions constantly and coordinate with my every move, which was exhausting for both of us.

Aunt Mei's breathing grew heavier, her sweet, fragrant lips pressed firmly against mine. Her slightly stubborn little tongue, unwilling to be outdone, fiercely entwined with mine, its movements full of energy.

At this moment, Aunt Mei and I were completely captivated by the magic beneath us; each friction between my large glans and labia produced an intensely exciting and intoxicating sensation.

Although my penis hadn't actually entered Aunt Mei's body yet, this was enough for us to experience each other's pleasure. Therefore, the primal desires of Aunt Mei and me had burned to an unquenchable degree. Limited by language and sound, Aunt Mei could only express her inner feelings through passionate kisses.

"Grandma!...What are you eating!" Just as Aunt Mei and I were enjoying ourselves, nine-year-old Lina interrupted our good time, simultaneously pouring cold water on us and bringing us to our senses.

Because Aunt Mei and I were completely absorbed, we had neglected the other women lying on the same heated kang bed. The sounds of their passionate kiss reached their ears. While Aunt Mei's four daughters could guess what was going on, the two young girls, too young to understand adult matters, inevitably attracted their attention. Especially the straightforward Lina, who couldn't hide anything. As a result, at the most crucial moment, it became a bombshell for Aunt Mei and me. In this extremely awkward moment,

Aunt

Mei and I were stunned. We momentarily forgot to answer Lina's question, and even if we could remember, Aunt Mei's personality made it impossible to explain, and she didn't want to.

In the dark room, the air felt frozen. Except for the two girls waiting for an answer, everyone's heartbeat seemed erratic. Even with a certain distance between us, no one could hide their anxiety. Of course, Aunt Mei and I were the most obvious.

After a short adjustment period, my brain slowly began to shift direction, gradually considering how to satisfy the girls' curiosity. I desperately wanted to escape this unbearable atmosphere.

Normally considered quick-witted and incredibly intelligent, I felt eerily slow, racking my brains but unable to come up with a suitable excuse.

"You brat!...What is your grandma eating?! Go to sleep! We have so much to do tomorrow!" Just as Aunt Mei and I were in a state of utter anxiety, a perfect savior appeared. Song Lijuan, the mother of the two little girls, stepped in, interrupting the girls' curiosity and rescuing Aunt Mei and me.

Although Aunt Mei and I temporarily escaped this ordeal, Song Lijuan's presence inevitably intensified our worries. It proved that other women shared her concerns, and our actions resonated with them.

Afterwards, the room returned to silence. Lost in thought, I adjusted my sleeping position and then pulled Aunt Mei into my arms, letting her rest on my shoulder.

Although Aunt Mei didn't resist, her cold and unresponsive body told me that she was indeed angry. This was a judgment based entirely on my years of experience.

Sure enough, when my hand landed on Aunt Mei's large breasts, her small hand ruthlessly pushed my large hand away. When I tried to touch her breasts again, her arms were already firmly crossed in front of her chest, acting as a protective umbrella for her large breasts.

Faced with Aunt Mei's obstruction, I wasn't angry. It was entirely because I considered the grievances she had suffered that I wanted to make amends for my recklessness. After all, this matter was caused by me, and as a man, I should show my proper manners, even when facing a mature woman who has weathered many storms.

"Aunt Mei!...You're angry!" I knew Aunt Mei was really angry, but this opening was still necessary! To lower my voice, my mouth was almost touching her ear. Fortunately, she hadn't taken this right away.

"…………………………"

Aunt Mei's lack of response was exactly what I expected, so my next plan was already mentally formulated.

"Aunt Mei! Please don't be angry!… Chunsheng knows he was wrong!… How about we wait until tomorrow when no one's around, and you give Chunsheng a good beating…" Before

I could finish my sentence, Aunt Mei's fragrant kiss swallowed me up. Her heart was still so kind, easily swayed by clever words. I remember when I was little, I often took advantage of this. Whenever I made a mistake, to avoid punishment, I would use childhood excuses to justify myself in front of Aunt Mei.

After a brief passionate kiss, Aunt Mei's lips finally withdrew, and after a few seconds, they pressed against my ear again. "You little rascal!… Now you're happy, aren't you!… Let's see how you face people tomorrow!" As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out her small hand and gave my big treasure a heavy squeeze to show her displeasure.

Fortunately, my large penis, having undergone countless trials, was unharmed after the gentle retribution. However, this also demonstrated that Aunt Mei's love for me had transcended the traditional elder-junior relationship, slowly developing and extending towards a romantic connection.

I was grateful for the suddenness of everything, and a slightly excited joy quietly welled up from the bottom of my heart. I never dreamed that Aunt Mei's delicate body would become my treasure so quickly. Although I haven't fully explored her yet, in the near future, everything about Aunt Mei will surely belong to me.

Mornings in the countryside are the best time of day. Adults, the elderly, and children all like to get up early to prepare for the day's work; no one wants to stay in bed and sleep in. Sure enough

, Aunt Mei's family had been busy all day, while I was still deep in sleep. It wasn't that I was lazy; the key was that I had just returned from the city, after several days of long travel. Even if my body were strong, it couldn't withstand such fatigue.

Aunt Mei had already thought of this for me, and even my two young girls could understand why their "lazy" uncle didn't get up early.

"Aunt Mei!...Aunt Mei!...Where are my clothes?" After waking up, I discovered my clothes were missing, so I called out loudly to Aunt Mei. My first instinct told me that she had most likely taken them.

"Brother Chunsheng! Mom went out! Is there anything you need?...I can help you!" Upon hearing my call, Aunt Mei's second daughter, Song Dujuan, ran in.

When she saw my bare chest, her delicate face flushed red. I think she must have remembered what happened last night, otherwise she wouldn't have reacted so strongly.

Now that things had come to this, I didn't need to hide anything anymore. It was something that was bound to happen sooner or later anyway, so I might as well let everything take its natural course and face it honestly, good or bad.

Thinking this, I pretended to know nothing and casually said to Du Juan, "Second Sister! Have you seen my clothes?" To be honest, I wasn't quite used to being called "Second Sister," but to show that we were family, I decided to start calling her that gradually. I figured it wouldn't feel awkward anymore after a while.

Hearing my affectionate address, Du Juan seemed a little uncomfortable too. "...Oh!...I just washed them for you!...How about I find you some clothes to wear for now, and you can change into yours once they're dry!" The girl's charming smile made her seem exceptionally friendly.

"Oh! Thank you so much!...But I have other clothes, so I won't trouble you!" Although I was trying my best to build rapport with Aunt Mei's family, I couldn't avoid some polite words at the beginning.

"Hehe!... Chunsheng! You need to change your ways. If you keep being so polite, I really won't stand for it! Hehe... Tell me! Where are your clothes? I'll get them for you!" When Dujuan was little, I couldn't really tell who she resembled, but as she grew up, she became a typical copy of Aunt Mei, especially in personality—absolutely a lively, cheerful, and kind-hearted beauty.

If it weren't for my status, I really wanted to have a good chat with her. "Hehe!... Then I won't be polite!... My change of clothes is in that bag! Just get them for me!"

The clever Dujuan immediately understood what I meant. Without saying a word, she deftly tossed the bag in front of me. Then she crossed her arms, seemingly not intending to leave.

At this moment, I felt a little regretful. I blamed myself for not being tactful when I spoke; the little girl must have misunderstood me. It seemed she wanted to see me make a fool of myself.

"Brother Chunsheng! Find it yourself!... Hehe... Hurry up and open the bag!" Dujuan clearly saw my hands were on the blanket, and I couldn't let go unless she left. Otherwise, I would be completely exposed.

In this helpless situation, what other choice did I have? I could only bite the bullet and say, "Hehe!... Second sister! Why don't you open it for me? You're doing a good deed to the end, aren't you!..."

"Hehe... You're so proud; you suffer for it! I thought you could do it yourself!... Humph! Let's see if you'll still pretend in the future! It's just two meat balls and a stick! I've seen them before when I was little!..." Dujuan muttered as she unzipped the bag. Although the last few words were a bit unclear, they didn't escape my ears.

I don't know if she let me hear the last few words intentionally or unintentionally, but I'm sure she still remembers and worries about her childhood. Otherwise, she wouldn't have said such bold words, especially in front of a man.

"Hey! Chunsheng! What's this?"

At this moment, Dujuan pulled out a set of women's underwear from her bag and held it in mid-air, examining it from left to right. Having never seen or worn underwear before, how could she know that it was a gift I bought for Aunt Mei? Chen Jia had even helped me choose it!

"Ah!... There are a few more! One, two, three... Chunsheng! What are these for?" Immediately afterwards, Dujuan pulled out three more sets of underwear of different colors and styles from her bag. Her big eyes looked at the unusual items in her hands one moment and then at my face the next. In short, her eagerness to know the answer was already written all over her pretty face.

Rural Wilderness Fourteen: Boundless Affection (Part 1)

"Second Girl... What are you doing!... Has your Chunsheng brother gotten up yet?" Aunt Mei's appearance interrupted my normal conversation with Dujuan. I, who didn't know how to explain to the little girl, temporarily escaped this ordeal.

"Mom...Mom...Come quick, I'm helping Chunsheng find his clothes!" Dujuan called anxiously to her mother. I could tell she wanted Aunt Mei to see the strange thing in her hand.

"Coming! Coming!...You brat! Can't you keep your voice down? My ears aren't deaf!" Aunt Mei grumbled as she pulled back the curtain and came in.

"Aunt Mei! Where have you been?" I asked, a little embarrassed, as I huddled tightly under the covers.

"Oh! I went to fetch water!" Aunt Mei's words immediately reminded me of my promise to Meijuan yesterday. I was sure the little girl was angry with me now; I had promised to fetch water for her, but I hadn't kept my word. A wave of guilt washed over me.

"Chunsheng!...Are you sleeping well? Why don't you lie down a little longer? It's raining outside anyway! We won't go out today!" Hearing Aunt Mei say this, I noticed that her clothes were soaked through. This immediately made me realize why she had braved the rain to fetch water—it was simply to wash my clothes.

Thinking about this, tears welled up in my eyes, collecting sour tears from all directions. "Aunt Mei!...Actually, I...have a change of clothes! Why did you still wash my clothes in the rain?"

"Is that so!...Oh dear!...Look! I'm really getting senile! I still think you've always lived in the village! You only have one set of clothes all year round. Well, I was thinking you were going to the village chief's today! You can't go wearing dirty clothes! So, I asked Er Ya to wash them for you!...Lina...Lina! Stop drying them!...Your uncle won't wear them!" Only then did I understand what had happened. The washed clothes were drying over the fire! The people helping me dry them were Lina and her sister, whom I hadn't seen all morning.

When Aunt Mei brought the two girls into the house, I almost didn't recognize them. Lina's face was ashen, and tear tracks were clearly visible on either side of her nose. If it weren't for judging by their height, I really wouldn't have been able to tell her apart from her sister.

Seeing this touching scene, my heart ached terribly. Just for a clean set of clothes, Aunt Mei's entire family had come together. This not only made me feel their warmth and hospitality but also reminded me of the simplicity and honesty of farmers.

"Lina, Lili… come! Come to your uncle!" I sniffed hard and then stretched out my hands in an inviting gesture, trying to express my overwhelming emotion through body language.

Hearing my call, the two girls seemed a little shy. They first glanced at Aunt Mei standing beside them. Encouraged, the younger Lili was the first to rush into my arms, followed closely by her older sister, Lina, who also nestled obediently in my embrace. These two small, slender bodies had become my most cherished treasures. My naked bodies, already exposed to the air, constantly conveyed my love to the two little girls. At the same time, their little faces instinctively pressed against mine, responding to my innocent virginity.

"Ah!... What's this?" A soft exclamation broke the warm atmosphere. Judging from the sound, I immediately guessed who was gripping my large penis.

"Lili!... What's wrong!" Aunt Mei, still unaware of what was happening, hurriedly asked her little granddaughter.

"Grandma!... Something's pressing against my butt!... Look!... That's it!" Before I could hide my precious treasure, innocent little Lili had already pulled out my large penis.

"Ah!..." The scream clearly didn't come from Aunt Mei. I looked in the direction of the sound and saw Aunt Mei's second daughter, Song Dujuan, covering her cherry-like mouth with a small hand, her two round eyes filled with utter astonishment. I knew her expression was caused by seeing the large penis in Lili's hand.

At this moment, not only Song Dujuan had this expression, but even Aunt Mei, who had already had contact with it, showed surprise. However, this brief moment was quickly snapped out of her daze. "Hehe...silly child! Let go! It might bite!"

The moment Aunt Mei uttered those words, the two little girls screamed and fled from my embrace. At that moment, I didn't want to display my precious possession any longer, so I quickly covered myself with the blankets.

"Aunt Mei…you!…" Hearing Aunt Mei's still-laughing voice, I was almost losing face. I tried to stop the awkward atmosphere from continuing, but the words caught in my throat.

"Hehe!…Alright…alright! Lina!…Go get a towel and wipe the dust off your uncle's face!" Hearing Aunt Mei say this, I immediately understood her meaning. I reached for my cheeks and discovered that there was also a small amount of black ash stuck to my face. Needless to say, I realized what had happened. It turned out that when the two little girls got close to my face, the dust from their faces had inevitably fallen onto mine, making me look like a black-faced Bao Gong (a famous Chinese judge known for his dark complexion).

Fortunately, this provided a way out; by cleverly diverting everyone's attention, I managed to avoid making too much of a fool of myself. Although they'd escaped it now, it occasionally became a source of amusement for everyone in the days that followed.

Clearly, the two little girls were constrained by their impoverished and backward environment. While they knew it was a shameful private part, they had no idea that a man's private parts could bite. Who told them to trust Aunt Mei so much? If it were me when I was little, Aunt Mei would have wasted her time trying to fool me with such a simple trick.

Aunt Mei's words were like a royal decree. Young and naive Lina, in a flustered state, grabbed a towel to wipe the dust from my face.

Seeing the little girl's fearful expression, I was both amused and exasperated. I inwardly resented Aunt Mei's exaggerated lie, which had scared the two little girls away from me.

"Lina!...Hurry and wipe your uncle's face!...Hehe...It's okay! Grandma was just teasing you!" Aunt Mei realized the seriousness of the situation. Although the two little girls were still children, they already knew how to protect themselves. Another reason was for my own sake; after all, we'd be living together for a long time. If the two girls really thought I was a biting monster, I could forget about living peacefully with them in the future.

Aunt Mei's reassurance finally worked, and the two girls' complexions seemed to return to normal.

Little Lina, holding a towel but hesitant to approach me, turned to Aunt Mei. "Grandma!... You didn't lie to us again, did you?" The little girl was clearly still somewhat melancholy.

Aunt Mei didn't speak, only smiled and nodded at the two girls. Actually, through her uncertain eyes, I could sense that Aunt Mei was experiencing the same conflict, especially after seeing my unusually large size and her personal experience last night. It made her yearn for it even more…!

"Grandma…! Humph! Grandma's bad!…Grandma's bad… You actually lied to us… We won't stand for it!…" I don't know if the two girls had a telepathic connection, or if it was just a coincidence. As soon as Aunt Mei gave the safety signal, the two little girls ran to her side at the same time, demanding justice.

Seeing the boundless joy on the faces of the three women, Song Dujuan and I, standing beside them, smiled happily at their harmonious and tacit understanding.

After a short period of erratic play, Lina and her sister Lili overcame their initial fear of me and returned to my side. They vie with each other to wipe the dust off my face. What was originally a one-person task turned into a game for two. With the efforts of four little hands, my face not only failed to be cleaned but instead became a big mess.

This immediately caused everyone present to burst into laughter. Of course, this time I didn't feel embarrassed by their laughter. On the contrary, their laughter made me feel the warmth of home again.

"Hey!... Auntie! What's that in your hand?" After the laughter subsided, the sharp-eyed and talkative Lina noticed the strange object in Song Dujuan's hand.

At this moment, reminded by the little girl, everyone's attention turned back to Song Dujuan's hands. Song Dujuan, suddenly the center of attention, also remembered why she had called her mother over.

"Yes! I don't know what this is either. I was going to ask Chunsheng! But then you all came back!... Mom! Can you ask Chunsheng to tell us?... Hehe! This must be something good!" After saying this, Song Dujuan first looked at Aunt Mei, then finally fixed her gaze on me.

Aunt Mei didn't rush to ask me for an answer. Instead, she took the underwear from her daughter, gently opened the exquisite packaging, and took out the complete set of silk lingerie. Perhaps women are naturally drawn to what they wear; Aunt Mei examined the beautiful silk fabric with obvious delight.

Although she didn't know it was a private item specially designed for women, I could tell from her expression that Aunt Mei seemed filled with curiosity and a strong sexual interest in the gift I had bought for her (of course, she didn't yet know it was a gift I had bought for her).

Rural Madness Fifteen: Boundless Family Affection (Part 2)

"Brother Chunsheng!...Tell me quickly! What is this?!" Anxious and impatient, Song Dujuan opened a set of underwear and pleaded with me.

At that moment, I focused all my attention on Aunt Mei's facial expression, ignoring her question. I noticed that Aunt Mei's pretty face had become somewhat flushed; if I wasn't mistaken, she must have guessed what it was.

"Aunt Mei! Do you like it?" I asked cautiously, trying to confirm my suspicions.

"...You little rascal! What do you mean by 'like' or 'dislike'?...This...what kind of strange thing is this?!" Although Aunt Mei said this, her seemingly evasive eyes betrayed her, allowing me to immediately see through her thoughts.

"Hehe!...You'll know once you put it on! This is a gift I bought especially for you!" My mischievous grin made Aunt Mei even more shy.

"What! This...this thing can be worn!...Chunsheng! How have you become so naughty! Always teasing people! Humph! Don't think you can get away with anything just because Mom is on your side! This young lady isn't so easily fooled!" Before Aunt Mei could react, Song Dujuan had already shown her dissatisfaction. It seemed she didn't like my suspenseful manner.

However, although she didn't seem very friendly on the surface, she was just joking with me deep down, and that was just a thin veil for me to see through without me even lifting a finger.

Seeing Song Dujuan's extremely suspicious expression, a wicked thought suddenly arose in my mind. So I said to her in a provocative tone, "What! You don't believe me!...Fine! Come here! I'll demonstrate for you! See if I'm lying to you!"

To be honest, the people here are too honest. In just a few words, Aunt Mei's second daughter fell into my trap. She indeed walked to my side, obediently handed me the underwear, and waited quietly for my demonstration.

So, I gestured for her to take off her outer clothing. Upon receiving this signal, Song Dujuan paused for a moment, then her fair face immediately flushed red. Her beautiful, slightly dazed eyes didn't know where to look, but finally, after meeting Aunt Mei's gaze, her courage suddenly surged, and she quickly removed her only set of clothes.

Instantly, a captivating, bronze-colored body was revealed before me. Her two firm, round breasts made me dizzy, and her private area was firmly protected by a thick patch of pubic hair; even with my eyes wide open, I couldn't achieve my goal.

For the time being, I didn't know why Song Dujuan was making such a sacrifice. But from the moment she and Aunt Mei locked eyes, I could see that the mother and daughter had reached a consensus. As for the specific details, I had no idea!

"…Chunsheng! You…you're so naughty!…Hurry up and let me put it on!" Aunt Mei's second daughter panicked under my gaze, her little hands crossing over to cover her private parts.

At this moment, Aunt Mei, standing beside me, snatched the underwear from my hands and laughed and scolded without any politeness, "You little rascal!…Your eyes are going to pop out if you keep looking! You're such a little pervert!"

I don't know what's wrong with my brain, but Aunt Mei's laughter and scolding didn't make me feel ashamed at all. Instead, I said confidently, "Hehe!…Aunt Mei! How can you blame me!…It's because my second sister is too tempting! Any man would be like this~!"

Aunt Mei blocked my view with her body, as if she was intentionally preventing me from looking any further. Although I couldn't see what she was doing, I could guess that she was figuring out how to put the underwear on her daughter.

"Hmph! You little rascal! Always so glib!... Look! Isn't this it?" Aunt Mei finally spoke to me after a long pause, but at the same time, she quickly moved aside, allowing me to see a breathtaking sight.

The bronze body that had been naked before me not long ago was now adorned with luxurious silk garments. The alluring glimpses of her private parts, partially concealed by the semi-transparent covering, accentuated her feminine charm.

Although she was also a woman, Aunt Mei was captivated by her daughter's glamorous attire. Even the two little girls, who didn't yet understand the beauty, stared intently at their aunt.

"Beautiful! Absolutely stunning!... Completely beyond my imagination! This is simply a flawless masterpiece!" After admiring her for a while, I couldn't help but praise Aunt Mei's second daughter.

In my mind, "flawless" wasn't just about a woman's beauty. It perfectly showcased a fine garment, and when paired with a well-fitting figure, that was true perfection. And this description was absolutely not an exaggeration when applied to this particular combination.

"What's so beautiful!" Just as we were engrossed in admiring the artwork before us, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter led her two younger sisters in, her question interrupting everyone's attention.

"Ah!... Second sister! Why are you dressed like this!" Song Meijuan, who had just entered the room, exclaimed in surprise upon seeing her second sister.

Immediately, the other two sisters also cast surprised glances, their eyes fixed on Song Meijuan.

"Big sister!... Isn't it beautiful?!" Perhaps women are naturally inclined to show off their beauty. Therefore, under everyone's gaze, Song Meijuan appeared even more confident, without a trace of shyness.

"Good heavens!... Second sister! What are you wearing?!" Because of my presence, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter forgot to comment on whether it was good or bad, and hurriedly looked at Aunt Mei: "Mom! How could you let second sister dress like this!... Chunsheng is right here!" Meijuan's unusual behavior surprised me; I hadn't expected her to be so conservative, completely devoid of her childhood self. Although she was already a mother of two, in this situation, she was less assertive than a budding young girl.

"Lijuan!...This was my idea! It has nothing to do with Aunt Mei! If you want to say something, say it's me!" Before Aunt Mei could speak, I preemptively took the blame, afraid that the mother and daughter would cause further conflict.

"What!...Brother Chunsheng! This is your idea!...But...But Second Sister is still an unmarried girl!..." I knew that Aunt Mei's eldest daughter's feelings stemmed entirely from concern for her younger sister, but she overlooked the root of the problem.

Since Aunt Mei hadn't intervened, it was clear she had already made up her mind. She simply wanted to create a marriage between them. As for Song Dujuan, she couldn't hide her feelings; the moment she undressed, I knew this marriage was a done deal. However, this wasn't necessarily a bad thing for me. If Song Dujuan and I really became a couple, I believed my relationship with Aunt Mei would become even more complex!

Unfortunately, Song Lijuan, who hadn't yet figured out the right approach, was now acting like a free-spirited "Fahai," only thinking about preventing her younger sister from suffering.

"Lijuan!...I know!...But I didn't mean anything by it!...." Before things were clarified, I didn't want to be too blunt. I tried my best to explain and clear up any unnecessary misunderstandings.

"Alright!...Lijuan! Your brother Chunsheng isn't an outsider!...Besides, your second sister isn't young anymore! She should find a husband! So..." Before Aunt Mei could finish speaking, the sexy Song Dujuan stepped forward to stop her: "Mom!...I'll never leave you in this life! If you say anything more, I'll get angry!"

"Hehe!...Silly girl! Mom didn't say she was going to send you anywhere! Hehe..." Aunt Mei ultimately didn't say the words she was about to utter. Actually, she understood this principle; things shouldn't be said lightly without sufficient preparation.

“Oh…! Good! Second sister!… Hehehehe! You actually…”

“Big sister!… You dare to say that!… I… I…”

“Okay, okay!… I won’t say… Hehehe… I won’t say…” Aunt Mei’s eldest daughter looked at me with a smile, occasionally winking and pouting at me! I saw signs of childhood on her face! But sometimes I could also see a bitter taste hidden in her smile. Perhaps that was her true intention!

Next, although Aunt Mei’s eldest daughter controlled her teasing of her second sister, the two younger sisters, who were the most playful, had no intention of letting Song Dujuan off the hook.

The two girls teased their second sister in a back-and-forth, their mischievous appearance and innocent smiles making everyone laugh. Later, even worse, under their influence, the younger Lina and her sister also joined in the laughter. This left Song Dujuan both amused and exasperated. Finding no one to reason with, she ran to my side and began to playfully scratch me with her small, delicate hands, causing me to beg for mercy in pain.

Finally, thanks to Aunt Mei's intervention, I escaped this ordeal. Even so, my skin was left with some adorable marks, which took a long time to heal completely.

"Lijuan!...Why are your clothes so wet!...Quick...Quick...Change your clothes!" After the playful commotion, I immediately noticed the problem.

Seeing Aunt Mei's three daughters soaking wet made me feel particularly uncomfortable, and I anxiously urged them to change their wet clothes.

However, despite my urging, they didn't do as I asked. So, I said with some complaint, "Aunt Mei! What are they doing?"

Aunt Mei looked at my anxious expression and then smiled bitterly, "What else could they be doing!... Look at our house! It's so old!... Sigh... It's a pity we're all women, we can't fix it! Every time it rains, the house leaks. That's why your sisters started repairing the house early this morning! Otherwise, we would be in trouble with the rain!"

After hearing Aunt Mei's words, my heart was in turmoil, filled with unease.

"

Aunt Mei!... From now on, I don't want you to work so hard anymore!..." I said in a trembling voice. After nearly ten years of hardship, Aunt Mei's family had suffered countless hardships. And so had the others in the village; after losing their main breadwinner, it was remarkable that they had managed to hold on until today.

"Hehe!...Silly boy! Aunt Mei is already more than satisfied that you're back! Don't mention how hard it is! Anyway, your sisters and I are used to it! It's no big deal!" Aunt Mei's indifference made me feel the strength and greatness of a woman. If it weren't for her, I believe this family would have been destroyed long ago.

"No! Aunt Mei! I mean it! I'm going to take charge of our family and completely change your lives!" In Aunt Mei's eyes, I looked like a stubborn child. But in reality, this was indeed a man's responsibility.

"Hehe... Yes! You're right! Our Chunsheng is back! From now on, he'll be the pillar of our family! Aunt Mei believes Chunsheng will definitely become the best man in the village!... Hehe..." I knew Aunt Mei was just trying to encourage me; perhaps she was indeed too compliant! This made me a little worried that if I continued like this, I would really become a reckless and arrogant bad man.

Having made up my mind, I didn't want to talk too much about ideals and revenge. The thing I needed to solve right now was to quickly get Aunt Mei and her three daughters to change their wet clothes!

So, I brought up the previous topic again, saying, "Aunt Mei! Where are your clean clothes? Hurry up and change out of your wet clothes! Be careful not to catch a cold!"

Hearing my good intentions, Aunt Mei just smiled slightly, then said somewhat embarrassedly, "Silly boy! You've forgotten our situation here!...Hehe! We don't have any extra clothes! Besides, it's nothing! The clothes will dry on their own in a little while!...Oh, right! You must be hungry! I'll go cook!" With that, Aunt Mei turned to leave!

In a moment of urgency, I grabbed her! I said somewhat unhappily, "Aunt Mei! Why don't you know how to take care of yourself!...I really admire you!"

While complaining, I said to Aunt Mei's second daughter, "Second sister! Bring that big bag! There are still some clothes you can wear in there!"

Song Dujuan, who still hadn't changed out of her underwear, seemed particularly obedient to my instructions. She very quickly brought another large bag to me.

As I rummaged through a pile of neat clothes, I secretly rejoiced that I hadn't thrown them away. Otherwise, they would be useless today!

I picked out a few slightly smaller t-shirts and three pairs of shorts of similar length, each matching Aunt Mei's and her daughters' sizes. These clothes were actually my antiques, seemingly with me since high school. Although they looked worn, they still smelled of soap.

When I returned to the inner room after washing up, Aunt Mei and her daughters had already changed into clean clothes. Although their figures didn't match the baggy clothes at all, they somehow looked quite charming on them. It not only stirred my imagination but also made me feel incredibly aroused by the sight of these beautiful women. I suddenly felt like a lecherous devil.

"You little devil! Haven't you seen enough yet?... Hehe! I wonder what you've learned outside!" Aunt Mei cleverly interrupted my thoughts, and her words made my face turn bright red.

"Hehe!...Of course! Brother Chunsheng must have learned how to deceive young girls outside...hehe..." Aunt Mei's second daughter deliberately added fuel to the fire, seemingly still harboring resentment about last night's events! Even her playful smile couldn't conceal her inner desire.

I was quite self-aware of this; with my standard appearance and qualities, how could I not make a restless young girl reveal her springtime feelings?

Besides, according to our local customs, Aunt Mei's second daughter should already be considered my woman! After all, we played adult games in our childhood. I believe I'm not the only one who still retains those absurd memories; for very discerning women, it's a mark that can never be erased.

"Hey!...Second sister! Don't frame me! My reputation may not be worth much, but you can't ruin it like this!" Under these circumstances, I didn't want to give them any leverage. After all, times change, and we should speak according to the circumstances. Even if it's a lie, I have to keep up the act; it's all for the sake of the future.

Seeing my aggrieved expression, Aunt Mei's second daughter somewhat believed me, but for the sake of saving face, she continued to stubbornly insist, "Hehe!...Brother Chunsheng! Anyway, we can't see what you've been doing outside... Hehe! Whatever you say goes!...Mom! Am I right?"

Aunt Mei's second daughter was truly a clever little devil; to get rid of her burden as soon as possible, she finally threw the topic to her mother.

"What's right or wrong! I think you're just making a fuss! Alright! Now that you've changed your clothes! Hurry up and cook!" It seemed that Aunt Mei couldn't do anything with her daughter either; it was a mix of love and hate, full of contradictions!

Next, the family got busy again. I was the only one idle; unfortunately, I couldn't help with cooking at all, because there were just too many women here!

In my boredom, I felt like a child, not knowing what to do. Perhaps it was because I had just returned, and everything was still a little unfamiliar.

"Uncle! Uncle!" Just as I was at a loss, two clear voices reached my ears.

"Uncle!...Can you tell us stories about the city?" Song Lijuan's two daughters were already quite familiar with me, and they rushed into my arms as they spoke.

Looking at their two fair and smiling faces, I felt both tenderness and love. They reminded me of my own father. Although their experiences were slightly better than mine, they too had lost their father's love at a young age.

"Hehe!...Okay! Come on! Sit on Uncle's lap first!" With that, I reached out and pulled both girls onto my lap at the same time, and the two adorable little girls cooperated with my actions, obediently nestling in my arms.

"Uncle! Do you think people in the city are all bad?" Little Lina, who had just snuggled in my arms, asked me. Her question was so sudden that I didn't know where to begin. After a brief moment of thought, I smiled and said to the little girl, "Well… it's not like what you say. Of course there are bad people, but most people are good!… Lina! Why are you suddenly asking this?" After giving a simple answer, I asked the little girl in return.

"Um… my father was killed by city people! They weren't good people!" When little Lina answered, I paid special attention to her eyes, and what I saw made me gasp. I hadn't expected such a young girl to be filled with so much resentment.

After receiving this ominous news, I became somewhat worried. If I didn't correct the girl's wrong views soon, I believed the consequences would be unimaginable. After

making up my mind, I calmly asked the little girl, "Lina!… So, do you think your uncle is a city person or a country person?"

"Well… in today's terms, your uncle is definitely a city person, but fundamentally, your uncle is also a country person!" I really didn't expect the little girl to analyze this issue so logically; her answer was completely beyond my expectations.

"Haha...! Little girl! You're quite the talker! Okay, okay, okay! So tell me, is your uncle a good guy or a bad guy?"

"Hehe! Of course, your uncle is a good guy!" Before Lina could answer, Lili, unable to contain her excitement, gave her sister the answer I wanted.

But Lina, who hadn't directly expressed her opinion, wasn't willing to accept her sister's answer either. She added a small supplement, which conveyed the same meaning. Actually, their answer was exactly what I expected. But to achieve perfection, I let them say it themselves.

"Yes! You're both right! Although your uncle isn't an absolutely perfect person, he's not a complete villain either. Therefore, a considerable number of people living in the city are like your uncle, so you can't judge him like that! Otherwise, your uncle would become a villain too!" I wanted to influence the two girls through my own actions; perhaps that was the best way.

Sure enough, after a short conversation, the two little girls gradually came into focus. They gained a new understanding of the outside world, and through my explanations, they learned many things they had never imagined. Finally, the two girls exclaimed that I must take them out for a walk sometime in the future, so they could experience the outside world.

"Lina! Lina! Quick!... Put the table down!" Song Lijuan rushed into the inner room, speaking anxiously.

In her hands was a large bowl of soup, so full that the murky broth was almost overflowing. Needless to say, I knew why she was calling out so urgently. So,

without even putting on my shoes, I quickly opened and laid the table aside. Little Lina, who hadn't had time to act yet, could only pull her sister aside and watch as her mother successfully placed the entire bowl of soup on the table.

"Lijuan! Let me see!...Are you burned?" Song Lijuan had just put down her soup bowl when I couldn't help but rush over and grab her small hand. Looking at her little fingers, almost purple from the burn, my heart ached as if it were bleeding. I really don't know what women are made of; to be burned like this, she could still endure it.

"Does it hurt?" I asked, as if I were dumbfounded.

"No, it doesn't hurt!" Song Lijuan's voice was exceptionally soft, but thankfully my hearing was good enough to understand her.

However, upon hearing her answer, my anger flared up instantly. "What! You're burned like this and you still say it doesn't hurt!...You!" I wanted to say something more, but when my eyes met Lijuan's beautiful eyes, the words I was about to utter were swallowed back.

If it weren't for seeing the tears almost welling up in her eyes, I would have completely forgotten my tone!

"What's wrong with me!" I muttered to myself. I only blame myself for being too impulsive.

However, when I closed my eyes and calmed down, I couldn't understand why I had acted so strangely! Could it be...? I shook my head vigorously, not daring to think any further. "Brother

Chunsheng

! I...I'm fine! Anyway, this isn't the first time!" Lijuan sniffed softly, then awkwardly withdrew her small hand. Her eyes, almost wanting to escape, never dared to meet mine.

"Lijuan! I won't allow you to treat yourself like this anymore! Understand?" After a complex and contradictory internal struggle, I seemed to have lost my temper; all my previous complaints had vanished. Now, I only wanted to comfort this woman who had weathered so many storms with my care.

Hearing my comfort, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter didn't respond. Instead, she lowered her head thoughtfully; I didn't know what she was thinking! But when I saw those tears sliding down her cheeks, the blood in my body boiled again.

"Lijuan!...What's wrong? Did you get burned?...Quick! Don't cry!...Let me check again!" Song Lijuan's sudden change in mood startled me, and I quickly pulled her little hand back, comforting her like a child.

Clearly, Aunt Mei's eldest daughter wasn't crying solely because of the burn; there must be other reasons. Although I didn't know the full story, as someone with experience, I had a vague idea. Of course, this was just my speculation; only Lijuan herself knew the details.

Finally, unable to suppress my impulse, I pulled the weeping girl into my arms. Not knowing what to say, I simply held Aunt Mei's eldest daughter quietly, conveying everything through my own heartbeat. This embrace contained so many emotions.

Perhaps it was because her soul, wandering for years, had tasted all the bitterness and sweetness of life under prolonged torment and oppression, finally finding its ideal home in a moment of despair.

She should have been wholeheartedly enjoying the perfect ending. Having endured so much hardship, Song Lijuan could only vent her inner grievances.

"Waaah... Chunsheng!... You're bad! You're bad... Waaah... Why did you leave us! Why didn't you come back sooner!... Waaah... Do you know! If you hadn't come back! Our family wouldn't have been able to hold on!... Waaah...!"

"Oh my god!" What was happening! Seeing the heartbroken Song Lijuan, I suddenly realized that my previous judgment might not be the whole story.

"Could they be hiding something?" My mind was in turmoil, and I started thinking wildly.

"What's wrong!... Chunsheng! What are you doing!" Aunt Mei, who had rushed over after hearing the commotion, panicked when she saw me and Lijuan being held. She didn't know what my daughter and I were doing.

Before we could even explain, Aunt Mei's second, third, and fourth daughters rushed in! Seeing the bizarre scene, their expressions mirrored Aunt Mei's. However, the one who reacted most strongly was Aunt Mei's second daughter. Of course, I could understand her feelings without even analyzing it. Seeing her sweetheart embracing her own sister, no one would be happy in that situation. At that moment,

I couldn't care less about anyone else; the most important thing was to quickly find out the real reason why Lijuan was crying. So, I briefly told Aunt Mei what had happened, hoping to get some useful information from her. However, Aunt Mei still wouldn't open up. She seemed to know the reason for her daughter's grievances, while I was left out. Therefore, I wanted to get to the bottom of it. But Aunt Mei, who seemed prepared, mysteriously said, "Good Chunsheng! Aunt Mei begs you! Don't ask now! Okay? I'll tell you in a few days!"

"But..." Before I could finish speaking, a small hand covered my mouth. It turned out to be Aunt Mei's eldest daughter, stopping me from continuing.

She looked at me and shook her head, indicating that I shouldn't ask any more questions. Those bloodshot eyes revealed an emotion I could never explain. Seeing her pitiful appearance, my heart was ultimately conquered by her weakness, and my eagerness for answers was temporarily put aside.

"Alright! Alright! Hurry up and get things sorted out! You've caused such a commotion so early in the morning! Look how you've ruined Chunsheng's mood! We still have to go to the village chief's later!" Aunt Mei urged her daughters to get back to their posts. To be honest,

from the moment I entered this house until now, Aunt Mei's pampering of me has been a bit excessive, but considering her situation, I had no choice but to reluctantly accept her kindness for the time being. However, as the person involved, I wouldn't go too far with her; I would weigh each matter carefully after I had a clear understanding of the situation. (Actually, this is one of my specialties—hehe! I'll show it off a bit!)

After the small disturbance subsided, the mother and daughters went about their own work. Although Song Lijuan obeyed her mother's arrangement and didn't say anything more to me, her newly regained composure tugged at my heartstrings. This woman, who should have always been mine, had finally returned to her starting point after struggling across centuries. At the same time, the moment she shed bitter tears, I awoke as if from a dream to understand that this bond was destined to continue.

After seeing off my only worry, another trouble loomed before me. Still showing dissatisfaction, Song Lijuan refused to give up, her large, round eyes fixed on me. It seemed she wouldn't give up until she received a clear answer.

What should I do?! Am I really going to fall head over heels in love? I can't openly touch my beloved Aunt Mei, and I can't abandon Lijuan, who has tugged at my heartstrings since childhood. And Song Dujuan, who seems about to be hurt again, has also joined this tangle of emotions. Now, we're all adults! It's impossible to be like we were when we were little, sharing meals, sleeping in the same bed, even sharing the same chamber pot, or playing adult games. Back then, we lacked possessiveness.

But now it's different! Aunt Mei might not say anything! But judging from Song Dujuan, she's definitely the "possess and have" type. Although she hasn't objected to me and Aunt Mei sleeping in the same bed yet, that's only because she doesn't have a formal status yet, and she can only swallow her jealousy.

Besides, Aunt Mei is, after all, her biological mother. Even if she does something unimaginable, it won't lead to future jealousy. She can rest assured about that.

The only person who could threaten her was her own sister, and of course, her two younger sisters were no less formidable. But could she avoid such an outcome? If not, how would she handle it? All of this was an unknown.

Similarly, for me, this matter was more than just a matter of not wanting to possess her! To be honest, although I wasn't as promiscuous as a lecherous man, it didn't mean I was completely faithful. Sometimes, I really wanted to take advantage of Aunt Mei's entire family! Unfortunately, that was just wishful thinking on my part; whether I could actually do it was merely an illusion.

The inner conflict was too difficult to resolve, but the immediate matter needed to be dealt with promptly. So, I didn't care about the consequences. To calm Song Dujuan down, I said to her with a wicked grin, "Second sister! You look so beautiful in your underwear! Hehe! You should keep it safe! Next time, I hope you can wear it just for me! Hehe…!"

The clever Song Dujuan understood my meaning perfectly, but being inexperienced, she lacked the generosity of a mature woman. She spat at me shyly, then rushed off to the outer room. Watching her disappearing figure, my usual wild imagination came in handy.

I wasn't the only one bewildered by what had happened that morning. Song Lijuan's two daughters also looked on with a mixture of understanding and confusion.

While everyone else was busy, the three of us were the most idle in the house. Looking at their still wide, blank eyes, I felt both amused and embarrassed. In less than a day, the two little girls had witnessed something strange they'd never seen before in me.

"Come on! Hehe!...What are you standing there for? Come to your uncle! Let's continue the story!" To quickly forget my troubles, I chose temporary escape, hoping to soothe my emotions by talking to the two innocent girls.

Perhaps because we were all preoccupied with our own thoughts, breakfast took a particularly long time to prepare. By the time the family sat down at the table, it was already ten o'clock in the morning. Fortunately, the weather wasn't great today, so Aunt Mei and the others didn't have to rush to work, which slowed everyone down their eating pace considerably. Compared to usual, it was a relief.

Although the eating speed slowed, everyone spoke much less. Only Aunt Mei served me food and urged me to eat, while the others silently held their own bowls and chopsticks. Even Aunt Mei's fourth daughter, the cheerful little angel, became a worried silent one, her large, unfocused eyes glancing between the food on her plate and her empty bowl, occasionally stealing glances at my face when no one was looking. At this point, I had no desire to tease her anymore and simply pretended not to notice.

Seeing the meal becoming increasingly passive, I, who never likes to be alone, could no longer contain my inner turmoil. I made conversation by asking Aunt Mei about some details concerning Village Chief Hu. At first, Aunt Mei answered all my questions, but she deliberately skipped over important topics. Only when she was forced to confront me did she brush me off with a single sentence: "You'll see Village Chief Hu soon! Then you'll understand everything!"

Hearing this, I immediately realized there was no point in asking any more questions. It was better to uncover the mysteries myself, including the secrets of Aunt Mei's family. Having made up my mind, I ate quickly, eager to see

Village Chief Hu, whom I hadn't seen for so long.

If you're used to wide roads, you'll yearn for the narrow paths of a mountain village. Conversely, if you're tired of the narrow paths of a mountain village, you'll want to try a wide avenue.

Just like the paths here, although they aren't as wide as city roads, I love walking on them. Because I don't have to worry about being hit by speeding cars or being bothered by traffic lights.

In fact, the greatest advantage of mountain village paths is that they inherit the original heritage. Especially after the rain, everything around the path took on a unique character.

The fresh, earthy scent mingled with the thin mist, entering our bodies through our tightly sealed respirators, creating a powerful spiritual energy that allowed us to experience the grandeur of the land. What

captivated me at that moment wasn't just the post-rain nature, but also Aunt Mei's two little granddaughters, who perfectly embodied the joyful spirit of humanity.

The two innocent girls, one on each side, held my hand, skipping and hopping alongside me. The nursery rhymes I once cherished and loved now became their exclusive domain.

Guided by the cheerful rhythm, I almost succumbed to their charm. If it weren't for my age, I would have loved to sing along with them. Unfortunately, pride got the better of me, and I could only silently follow the two little girls in my heart.

"Chunsheng! Slow down! Be careful not to slip!" Aunt Mei, like a guardian angel, followed behind us, constantly reminding me, afraid I might stumble or fall again! In the end, I was fine, but she nearly slipped several times. Fortunately, Song Lijuan was nearby. The young woman acted quickly enough to catch up with Aunt Mei before she slipped, allowing Aunt Mei to continue following safely.

Because of this, the two girls and I slowed our pace, relieving Aunt Mei of any worry.

Without any directions, I easily found Village Chief Hu's house, relying on my years of memory. There stood a nearly collapsed mud house, held together by a few large wooden beams. I wondered uncertainly, "Is this Village Chief Hu's house? Good heavens! It's aged so quickly!"

I remembered that Village Chief Hu had just built this small house the year I was leaving. At the time, it was considered one of the best in the village, and now it had become like this. However, upon seeing the dilapidated mud house, a sense of foreboding flashed through my mind: "Has something happened to Village Chief Hu?!" I dared not think any further.

So, with a belly full of worries, I gently pushed open the small gate, just like Aunt Mei's house.

"Whoosh...whoosh...!" Just as I pushed open the small gate, a large black and yellow dog suddenly rushed out. The women behind me screamed in fright.

Luckily, I'm not naturally afraid of dogs, and after a closer look, I realized the dog was leashed. I turned around and told Aunt Mei and the others what had happened, which emboldened them, and they cautiously followed behind me.

Seeing their terrified expressions, I couldn't help but find it amusing. However, along with the laughter came immense satisfaction. Perhaps only in situations like this could my value be truly realized, demonstrating how important I was to them.

After this moment of self-satisfaction, another thought popped into my head: "Aunt Mei and the others didn't know that Village Chief Hu kept a dog; otherwise, they would have told me beforehand!" Through a series of deductions, I realized that Aunt Mei's family probably hadn't visited Village Chief Hu's house in a long time.

Just as I was concentrating, a clear, girlish voice stopped us in our tracks, "Who's there!" A slender figure appeared before me.

If the girl before me were a fairy descended from heaven, I wouldn't believe it at all. Because such a thing couldn't happen in real life. But if I denied it, I wouldn't accept it either. Because the girl I saw was simply too perfect! So perfect that it made me feel like this world was an illusion.

Indeed, my inner reaction wasn't an exaggeration. The girl, with her beautiful, large eyes, was like a lotus just emerging from the water. Her delicate nose and cherry-like lips further accentuated her extraordinary beauty. Of course, perhaps because of her small face, I couldn't guess her real age. Judging by appearance alone, I thought the girl before me was only fifteen or sixteen. However, the only feature that made me suspicious was her unusually full breasts, which weren't the proud attire of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. Clearly, the girl before me was a ripe, red apple.

"Who are you looking for!"

I was stunned! Why have the villagers all changed like this? They speak to me like I'm interrogating a criminal.

"Oh! Excuse me, is this Village Chief Hu's house?" No matter what thoughts swirled in my mind, it was now thirteen years later. For me, it was a new beginning, so I had to approach everything with a fresh perspective. The past was just a shadow, a reference point. At the very least, I needed to figure out who this girl was!

The girl looked at me strangely, her gaze lingering on me for several minutes. Perhaps my attire had caught her attention.

Finally, despite my patient waiting, she didn't answer my question. The girl's gaze then fell on the women behind me.

"Oh…! I wondered who it was!… Hmph! You're quite the rare guests! Tell me! What brings you here?" The girl's tone was exceptionally cold, as if we were her enemies! Receiving such treatment, my heart sank. I wondered where we had offended her to warrant this situation.

Just as I turned to look at Aunt Mei, Song Lijuan, who was getting impatient, chimed in, "Yunxiu! We've come to see your grandfather! We hope you can pass on our greetings, okay?"

"What! You've come to see my grandfather!... Hmph! Sorry! You're not welcome here!" As soon as the girl finished speaking, my temper flared up. I thought, "This little girl is too domineering! We came to see her grandfather out of kindness! Instead of being grateful, she's being incredibly fierce!"

Just as I was about to argue with the girl, another woman's voice stopped me from acting impulsively. "Yunxiu! What are you doing! Hurry up and invite our guests inside!" As the voice faded, a woman in her early thirties came out.

"Hey! Isn't this Aunt Hu?" If it weren't for the extremely familiar woman in front of me, I would have almost forgotten that Village Chief Hu had a mentally challenged son.

The woman before me, Aunt Hu, was the village chief's daughter-in-law. Of course, the unruly little Yunxiu also came to mind. If I remembered correctly, she was the village chief's darling daughter, the little brat who used to cry and beg to play with us, now transformed into an unbelievable beauty.

Looking at the mother and daughter, who seemed like sisters, my mind began to sluggish. "Why don't the women in the village show any signs of aging? Is it really as the old folks say—that every inch of land and every resource here is dedicated to the women?" A pang of jealousy rose within me, tinged with a certain pettiness. But this pettiness wasn't the usual kind; it stemmed from a sense of indignation on behalf of the village men!

"You are…." The beautiful young woman looked at me thoughtfully, her mind seemingly trying to recall something.

Although she didn't admit her identity, she didn't deny anything either. This alone was enough to prove my guess was correct, so I said to her very kindly and politely, "Aunt Hu! I'm Chunsheng! The boy the village chief sent out of the mountains all those years ago!...Don't you remember me?"

"Ah!" "Ah!" Unexpectedly, as soon as my identity was revealed, the two "sisters and mother and daughter" exclaimed at the same time.

"You really are Chunsheng!...Come! Let me see!" As soon as she finished speaking, Aunt Hu rushed to my side in a panic, and before I could react, she ripped open my trouser leg. Immediately afterward, a five-centimeter-long scar appeared on my calf.

"Waaah! You really are Chunsheng! You really are Chunsheng! Waaah! My God! You're finally back!...You little rascal! You still remember Aunt Hu!" This really made me dizzy again. Are all older women this enthusiastic? I remember when I first came back, Aunt Mei was like this. Although I didn't feel any resentment towards them treating me like this, I wasn't used to it either.

However, the moment Aunt Hu looked at the scar on my leg, my passion was reignited. It was the handiwork of her daughter, Yunxiu, years ago.

I remember when I was ten, Aunt Hu's only daughter, Yunxiu, was only seven. Back then, I was inseparable from Aunt Mei's daughters, our relationship exceeding what most people could imagine. Our secret games were unknown to others, and because of this, the somewhat impatient Yunxiu could never join our group.

So, our conflicts escalated from arguments to fights, and finally, during one of those fights, Yunxiu, unable to bear our rejection, threw a nearby stone at us in a fit of anger.

As the eldest, I already knew how to protect Aunt Mei's daughters. Seeing the stone flying towards me, I completely forgot about my own safety and recklessly kicked it. As a result, the impact of the double force killed my calf. Even now, that clearly visible scar itches whenever it rains.

Of course, because of this incident, Yunxiu didn't fare well either. After comforting me, Aunt Hu gave her daughter a good beating that very night. Poor Yunxiu had never been hit before, but that time she experienced the full force of a beating.

Thinking about it now, I sometimes find it quite funny. If it weren't for that incident, I believe Yunxiu would have had a much stronger impression of me. As a result, our relationship became almost like that of strangers after that. It wasn't until I was leaving that Yunxiu called me "Brother Chunsheng."

And now, when we get together again, we're both adults. The moment Aunt Hu pulled up her trouser leg, I noticed Yunxiu's gaze frequently drifting to the scar. Although it was also her doing, fifteen years ago, she didn't know how deep the scar was. Only now does she truly imagine the intense pain I endured back then.

A woman's innate sensitivity made Yunxiu notice my gaze. Just as our eyes met again, I noticed that the unfamiliarity in her eyes had vanished without a trace, replaced by overwhelming guilt and a flustered gaze that kept shifting back and forth.

As her emotions continued to shift, Yunxiu's face turned bright red. After a brief moment of panic, she couldn't withstand my gaze, and her bright, lively eyes ultimately chose to look away.

Perhaps

because Yunxiu and I reacted so quickly, the other women present didn't notice our change. Fortunately, Aunt Hu covered for us; her excited expression drew everyone's attention to her. Therefore, I had enough time to compose myself.

Facing the kind and simple-hearted Aunt Hu, I was completely touched by her. My emotions began to surge.

"Aunt Hu! How could I forget you! Chunsheng came to see you!"

"...You silly boy! You make it sound so easy, but thirteen years have passed! Do you know how many times Aunt Hu has worried about you?!" Aunt Hu's reaction exceeded my expectations. Her every move was almost as dramatic as Aunt Mei's, as if she treated me like her own son. Perhaps this was understandable from any perspective for Aunt Mei. But Aunt Hu's unusual behavior puzzled me; her enthusiasm seemed a little excessive. However, considering her feelings, and always putting myself in her shoes, I wholeheartedly comforted the overjoyed Aunt Hu.

“Aunt Hu! Chunsheng knows! Chunsheng knows! Hehe! My good aunt! Please stop complaining about Chunsheng!…By the way! How is Grandpa Hu! Is he in good health?…” I wanted to mention Aunt Hu’s husband, but I swallowed the words back, because I knew Aunt Hu hated it most when people talked about her husband; after all, it was a shameful thing for her.

Of course, this was also due to her personal psychology. A perfectly respectable woman from a good family had married a mentally challenged man. Although the men, women, and children in the village outwardly offered their support, there were always some unpleasant gossips behind her back. This was incredibly difficult for a woman, but Aunt Hu had persevered through it all with her strong willpower. However, in her presence, Aunt Hu still didn’t like hearing others mention her family’s shame.

Hearing my anxiety, Aunt Hu immediately understood my concerns. She said, her worry turning to joy, "Hmph! You brat! You couldn't hide your true colors after all! What do you mean, 'coming to see Aunt Hu'? You're just thinking about your Grandpa Hu! I think you two are truly of the same ilk; no one can separate you two!" Aunt Hu complained, then lightly tapped my forehead with her delicate fingers to show her indignation.

"Hehe! What are you talking about! Chunsheng came to see Aunt Hu and Grandpa Hu!" My forced excuse was just a futile attempt, and although it didn't work very well, the understanding and kind Aunt Hu took it as a way out, and we both got what we wanted.

Aunt Hu's attitude towards Aunt Mei's family was completely different from her daughter's. The friendship of the past was still strong between the two women, but there was still a little bit of estrangement. But this was understandable; after all, they were both mature women with less energy. Unlike when they were young, they could encourage each other when they were tired. Now, they had completely succumbed to the passage of time.

Under Aunt Hu's guidance, we successfully passed through the big dog's defenses. Of course, Yunxiu deserves credit for this as well; she shielded the dog from the attack with her own body, which somewhat made up for her earlier rudeness. This also changed my impression of her.

The layout of Village Chief Hu's house was different from Aunt Mei's. Due to the three generations of the family, Village Chief Hu's residence was divided into two small bedrooms by a wide wooden plank. Because of the inconvenience, Village Chief Hu insisted on sleeping in the outer room, leaving the inner room for his daughter-in-law (my Aunt Hu) and granddaughter to sleep comfortably. Of course, his mentally challenged son often squeezed in too, but most of the time Aunt Hu would kick him out. There were many reasons, and sometimes Village Chief Hu had no choice but to turn a blind eye—a classic case of "even an upright official can't settle family disputes."

Lifting a tattered curtain, I was the second person to enter the bedroom. The scene before me was exactly as I had imagined: the kang (heated brick bed) was still the same; the walls were still the same wooden planks, only the edges of the walls had turned black. It felt somewhat deserted. Fortunately, I immediately saw an old man reclining on the bedding, which eased my earlier anxiety considerably.

"My God! Is this Village Chief Hu?!...No, it can't be! The Village Chief Hu I remember, though not tall and burly, was still a vigorous and well-built man! Looking at this old man, regardless of his spirit, his physical condition alone shows how terrible and merciless the disease is." With unsettled thoughts, I asked the old man in a trembling voice, "You...you are Grandpa Hu! I...I am Chunsheng!...The Chunsheng who was sent away back then!...You...!"

I didn't know how to continue, and at the same time, I saw the old man's tears. There was no need for further explanation; I was certain that the old man before me was Village Chief Hu, the benefactor who had inspired me.

Immediately, a surge of emotion welled up within me. "Grandpa! Grandpa Hu!...Say something!" My voice rang out, and I hugged the old man's legs.

Village Chief Hu's reaction wasn't as striking as Aunt Mei's, nor as surprising as Aunt Hu's. My arrival seemed entirely expected. His almost withered fingers trembled as he reached for my head, weakly stroking my dark hair. Even separated by thousands of strands of hair, those fingers, long since devoid of warmth, were clearly tangible.

Through a brief conversation, I heard devastating news. I refused to believe that Village Chief Hu was abandoning me, abandoning the entire village. Although Aunt Hu tried to downplay the situation, it was terrifying for an elderly woman with terminal stomach cancer.

During the conversation, I had tried to deny Village Chief Hu's illness, saying that without a definitive diagnosis, everything could be speculation. But the medical records Aunt Hu subsequently produced proved it. They had already consulted doctors outside, dispelling all hope. Now, Village Chief Hu could only quietly await death. A tragic ending had already been sealed before my return.

Faced with this cruel reality, my resolve seemed to waver. A sense of resentment and blame had taken over my mind. It seems fate is deliberately working against me. The village's original workforce has vanished without a trace, and even my current pillar of support (Village Chief Hu) will be mercilessly taken away.

My eyes are devoid of tears, only a vacant gaze sweeping across them. The thought of giving up is slowly corroding my brain. Perhaps due to his experience, Village Chief Hu seems to have read my mind.

"Child! Are you afraid?"

"………………!"

"Cough…cough! Child! If Grandpa saw you like this, he wouldn't die in peace!"

"No! Grandpa! You won't die!…Chunsheng, you can't say that!" Hearing these ominous words, I began to panic.

"Hehe! Silly child! No one can escape this ordeal!... Grandpa knows your difficulties, but you must remember your vow from back then. No matter what, you must come back strong, and you must keep going strong. Only you can do it in this process; everyone else is just passing through. Just like Grandpa, your mission has been successfully completed. The rest of the journey depends entirely on yourself. Whether it's a blessing or a curse depends on your efforts. However, Grandpa believes you can definitely do it. Even if there are great difficulties, my Chunsheng will persevere." Village Chief Hu's words timely stopped me, this deserter. Although I didn't have a clear understanding of things psychologically, my morale began to rise gradually. This truly proves the saying, "Success and failure both depend on courage!"

I didn't expect that the first lesson I learned upon returning to my hometown would be so precious, and it would indeed make so many contributions to me in the days to come. This might be what I needed—a source of inspiration!

Next, my conversation with Village Chief Hu still revolved around the big and small matters of the village. Apart from some things I already knew, the rest was the important matter that I was most concerned about, and that Aunt Mei had been reluctant to talk about. This directly impacted my overall plan because I deeply understand the importance of "unity."

Whether it's a country, a company, or even a family, without mutual trust and cooperation, everything will decline and perish.

It was because of Uncle Song's incident that all the villagers developed an indelible hostility towards Aunt Mei's family. This included the "unruly" Xiao Yunxiu. Her father was also a victim of that mining accident. Therefore, after clarifying everything, the previous complaints about Xiao Yunxiu vanished. But what remained were more profound thoughts about Aunt Mei's family. I could imagine the price they had paid; it was beyond what the word "wronged" could describe.

My conversation with Village Chief Hu continued until evening, and considering his health, I decided to leave first. In fact, I had already reported everything I wanted to say and needed to say. Of course, my conversation was also a substantial summary of myself. After listening to my plans, ideals, and ambitions, the old village chief nodded repeatedly in praise. Clearly, he saw hope in me. However, behind that hope, he could also imagine the difficult path I was facing.

As I got up to leave, Village Chief Hu asked me to stay at his house for a small celebration. But due to various inconveniences, I insisted on returning to Aunt Mei's house. Without much explanation, everyone understood my intention. Although Village Chief Hu and Aunt Hu were understanding of Aunt Mei's family, as long as one person in the family held an opposing view, this crucial mediation work had to be done first.

Therefore, to ensure a good start, we agreed to temporarily ease the situation. After I finished mediating, the two families would have a proper get-together.

The wine I had originally brought for Village Chief Hu turned out to be useless. I ended up bringing it back, and even brought back an extra bottle. However, this bottle held too much meaning; it was something Village Chief Hu had specially bought for me when he sent me to the city years ago, specifically to prepare for my return. In the end, the wine remained untouched, but Village Chief Hu would never have the chance to drink again.

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