[Half rural, half literary] (4)

Chapter Four, Zhao Tianhu
Under the scorching sun at the entrance of Old Sun's house in the east of the village, Zhao Tianhu, who ran a brick kiln, dragged a handcart with one hand,
his brows furrowed and eyes wide, shouting in a menacing voice, "Sun Lianke, come out!"
His thunderous voice boomed through the broken iron gate, and Old Sun, the driver, scrambled out to greet him, his face contorted with a bitter smile
, "It's Tiger! What's up?"
Zhao Tianhu threw the handcart to the ground: "Bring out the mule, I need to use it!"
Old Sun, leaning against the doorframe, stared in disbelief: "Don't you have a tractor?"
"Hurry up, my machine's at the kiln, I'm not home."
Old Sun looked reluctant, but he couldn't afford to offend him. Zhao Tianhu was a towering figure, over six feet tall,
a real tough guy, one of the toughest men in the surrounding villages, with an insatiable temper. If you angered him, he could really
break your old bones. Carefully leading the mule out, Old Sun handed the reins to Zhao Tianhu. He cautiously asked,
"What do you plan to do with it?"
Zhao Tianhu, while harnessing the mule, replied casually, "Take some sorghum stalks."
"Didn't you rent out your land?"
"I'll help someone else!"
Old Sun, shrewd as ever, darted around and asked, "Help Hongmei's family?"
"What's it to you who I'm helping!"
"When it's done, give it some good feed, don't let my mule go hungry."
Zhao Tianhu suddenly snapped, cracking the whip, making Old Sun shrink back in fear.
"Hey Sun, let me tell you, I'm doing you a favor by using your mule. If I'm happy, I'll give it back to you. If I'm not
, my Zhao family has been butchers for three generations. I'll chop you up, boil you, and eat the meat without even sharing the soup with you. Do you believe me?"
Old Sun nodded with a mournful face: "I believe you! Brother, please forgive me, don't hold it against me!"
"Good that you believe me," Zhao Tianhu said, stepping onto the ground. "There's one more thing.
You're the one who calls Hongmei by her name? By seniority, you should call her 'Auntie'!"
"Yes, yes, yes, Hongmei is my aunt."
"From now on, you're not allowed to have any impure thoughts about Hongmei. If you dare to touch her, I'll chop off your hand. If you dare to show your penis, I'll chop off your penis. If you dare to
say anything nonsensical, I'll cut off your tongue!"
"Ah... then... what if she touches me?"
"Wherever she touches you, I'll chop off that part of you!"
"..."
In the cornfield of Nanshan, Hongmei squatted in the shade of a tree, looking worried. With no man to support the family,
the three and a half mu of land, barely enough to feed the two of them, was truly exhausting for her. She painstakingly pushed the harvested corn home in a wheelbarrow, trip after trip
, but what to do with all the corn stalks scattered on the ground? It would take her half a month to clear them all by wheelbarrow. Just as she
was sighing and lamenting, Zhao Tianhu arrived at the edge of the field in his horse-drawn cart.
"Hurry up, it's so hot, why are you here!" Hongmei rushed to greet him.
Zhao Tianhu glared at her: "You tell me why I'm here." Hongmei just chuckled.
"All done picking?"
"Yeah, only sorghum stalks left."
"You silly woman, Erhan's been crawling in your bed for years, why didn't you bring him over to help you?"
"He and his wife went to his father-in-law's to help with the work. They were supposed to come back and help me, but it's going to rain,
I can't just watch Nanbangguo rot in the field, can I?"
"What about Goubao? He's sixteen now, he should help his mother with some work too."
"Goubao went to school, he's about to take the high school entrance exam, I don't want to delay his studies."
"You're so lazy, you're destined to work yourself to death!" Zhao Tianhu rolled his eyes at her, took off his vest,
and went to work shirtless.
Zhao Tianhu wasn't an outsider, he was Dahan's sworn brother, Dahan had to call him Big
Brother while he was alive. The Wang family, or rather Dahan, had done the Zhao family a favor. Years ago, Dahan followed Zhao Tianhu's father, Old Zhao, to
work on a construction site, and by sheer bad luck, they got into an accident, Old Zhao fell into a concrete pool. Da Han jumped down and pushed him
up, but buried himself in the concrete, becoming a cement sculpture when he was dug out.
At Da Han's funeral, Zhao Tianhu, holding his one-year-old daughter Lanlan, wore mourning clothes before Da Han's memorial tablet, vowing to take care of
Hongmei and her widow for life. Lanlan and Goubao's betrothal was arranged that day; he and Hongmei were officially in-laws
. Later, he first slaughtered pigs, then opened a small shop, and finally opened the town's only brick kiln. Two years ago,
when Old Zhao died, he was already the richest man in the village. Even so, he never forgot Da Han,
personally helping with the farm work every year.
Three and a half acres of land took the two of them an entire afternoon, hauling four cartloads. Zhao Tianhu unloaded the cart, led the mule
into the yard, and washed the animal with warm water. He looked down on Old Sun, but he wasn't a bad person; no matter how much he despised
him, he wouldn't take it out on the livestock. Hongmei closed the courtyard gate, stripped naked, and sat down in
the large bathtub. While washing herself, she asked, "This animal looks familiar."
"Old Sun from the east end, I borrowed it from him."
"You're really something, you even managed to borrow an animal from someone as stingy as Old Sun."
"Did you and Old Sun do it the other day?"
"Oh, you did it? So what?"
Zhao Tianhu frowned. "Aren't you disgusted? You dared to let someone like Old Sun touch you. Look at his
crooked, ugly appearance, he's not even as good as his stupid son."
Hongmei wasn't embarrassed at all. "He who eats another's food is bound to do his bidding. Old Sun has been a bachelor for decades,
can't I pity him by letting him ride in my carriage once? Letting him have sex once is an act of charity!"
Zhao Tianhu slapped her slippery buttocks. "You shameless slut! What about me?
I help you with this and that, what are you going to do?"
Hongmei giggled and deliberately stuck out her buttocks. "I'll provide you with wine, food, and even a place to sleep! Stop taking care of the livestock
, take off your clothes and wash them clean for me, or I won't let you get on the bed!"
After taking a bath and entering the room, Hongmei had already cooked three dishes and had half a bottle of strong liquor. She wasn't even dressed,
sitting cross-legged on the kang (heated brick bed), poured two cups of wine, and called out, "Come on up, what are you standing there for?"
Zhao Tianhu picked up the cup, took a sip, smacked his lips, stared at her snow-white breasts and dark
pubic hair, and said unhappily, "Can't you put some clothes on?"
Hongmei poured him more wine as she said, "What's the point of putting anything on? I'll have to take them off later anyway."
"You slut, I just can't do anything with you."
Looking at the stack of sorghum stalks higher than the courtyard wall, Zhao Tianhu asked, "What are you planning to do with it?"
"Use it for firewood! Top-quality firewood,"
Zhao Tianhu said slowly, eating his food. "Don't burn it. In a couple of days, I'll get a machine to grind it into chaff, raise a couple
of piglets, and sell them at the end of the year—that'll be income."
Hongmei took a sip of wine, her face flushed from the alcohol, and teased, "I only know how to support men, how could I raise pigs?"
Zhao Tianhu glared at her angrily, "I'm giving you advice on how to live a good life, stop talking nonsense!"
"What nonsense? I don't want to raise pigs. I'd like to work at your brick kiln. It'll be close to you,
and convenient when I want to have sex, right?"
"Hmph, the kiln is full of grown men, do you think you'll be idle? You'll be leaking down there in less than three days."
Hongmei fell silent.
Zhao Tianhu took another sip of wine: "Da Han is gone, but you can't just drift through life like this. I've come up with some ideas
, you have to listen. Lanlan is seventeen this year, and Goubao is sixteen, it's time for them to get married." He
looked up at the dilapidated house that let in drafts from all sides, "The roof needs replacing, and the walls need rebuilding. I'll get you a few
truckloads of bricks when I get back, and hire some workers to tidy it up inside and out. I can't let my daughter marry into this run-down house."
"No money!" Hongmei said simply.
Zhao Tianhu was furious: "Did I ask you for money? That was Lanlan's dowry!
Don't you know what kind of relationship I have with Da Han? Stop trying to put me down with those kinds of talk."
Hongmei stopped laughing and after a long while said, "He who eats another's food is bound to do his bidding. I'm just a woman with nothing,
and you've gone to so much trouble to help me. I feel so bad, so I'm just repaying you with this body."
Zhao Tianhu waved his hand: "What repayment? After all these years, don't you know me? If it were anyone else,
let alone helping them, I'd eat their food, drink their drinks, and in the end, I'd still have to sleep with their wife. Enough said, let's drink!"
Half a bottle of baijiu and three dishes were all gone, eaten by the two of them. Hongmei's face was flushed from drinking. She cleared
the table and made the bed. Looking at the sun, it was already getting dark. "That Goubao kid, who knows where he's gone off to
again. He probably won't be back for a while."
Zhao Tianhu said, "He's been with Lanlan these past two days, sneaking around in the sorghum fields quite a bit."
Hongmei asked curiously, "How did you know?"
"Lanlan told me. My daughter's been clinging to me a lot these past two days, telling me everything."
Hongmei rolled her eyes at him, "She's been in Lanlan's bed, hasn't she?"
"In your bed!" Zhao Tianhu said angrily, "Lanlan doesn't have much experience. With a guy like me,
how could she handle it?"
Hongmei chuckled, "That's right, your dad's nickname is Zhao Danan, the 'Southern ally'! Come on, if Lanlan can't handle it,
I can!" With that, she lay down on her back.
Zhao Tianhu took off his pants, leaned over and straddled her, his naturally huge penis hard against Hongmei
's crotch. The two kissed passionately for a while. Zhao Tianhu hoisted Hongmei's legs onto his shoulders, his hand guiding his penis
as he rubbed it against her vulva, saying, "I slept with a new young wife at the kiln the other day."
Hongmei moaned from his rubbing, displeased, "You're on my bed, touching my cunt, and you're
talking about someone else's young wife? Have you no shame!"
"I'm just making a comparison," Zhao Tianhu said after rubbing for a while, then pressed his buttocks down, his penis deeply penetrating Hongmei's vagina
. He wasn't in a hurry to thrust, but instead rubbed Hongmei's pubic hair with his large hand, teasingly saying, "That little wife of yours, isn't she
quite luscious? What's rare is that she doesn't have a single hair down there, a natural white tiger. When we're having sex, it's all very clear and
precise. Why is your pubic hair so thick?"
Hongmei's vagina was completely full, and she had just breathed a sigh of relief when she heard this and immediately flew into a rage: "You
son of a bitch, you think I have too much hair? Get out, get out, do it or don't, it's up to you!" As she spoke, she forcefully pushed Zhao Tianhu's body away. Zhao Tianhu wouldn't
allow her to struggle. With a grin, he pinned her down, his hips thrusting up and down, instantly
extinguishing Hongmei's anger: "Actually, even if you can see clearly, it doesn't feel that great. An old cunt is better, an old cunt cools you
down!"
"You're the old cunt…you…your whole family…are all old cunts…" Hongmei cursed,
but her body involuntarily pressed against him, her hands gripping Zhao Tianhu's broad shoulders, her legs tightly wrapped around his waist and hips,
her eyes closed, enjoying his thrusts.
The men of the Zhao family naturally had enormous penises. Hongmei was born late and hadn't tasted her father's legendary "Great Southern Kingdom," but
she couldn't take Zhao Tianhu's either. Zhao Tianhu's hips pressed down, reaching the deepest part of her vagina, making her tremble all over
. When Zhao Tianhu lifted his hips, his unusually large glans scraped fiercely against the fine lines of her vaginal flesh,
almost making her scream. When his penis reached the deepest part of Hongmei's vagina, an inch or so was still sticking out. This
section separated his scrotum from Hongmei's vulva, which annoyed Zhao Tianhu. But he dared not exert force, afraid
of accidentally penetrating Hongmei completely. After thrusting for a while with restraint, Zhao Tianhu was exhausted. He rolled off
Hongmei's body, his penis standing erect.
"Damn it, I'm exhausted."
Hongmei laughed, "Tired already? Old Zhao's men are all looks and no substance!"
"Pah, I dare not exert force, what if I poke you in the throat? You come on top and do it yourself!"
So Hongmei straddled Zhao Tianhu's body, holding the glans, and slowly, inch by inch, inserted it into the deepest part of her vagina,
feeling so good that she gasped for breath.
Zhao Tianhu rubbed her breasts and asked, "All the way in?"
"All the way in...it feels so good..." Hongmei gently began to stroke.
Zhao Tianhu suddenly pulled her close, gripping her arms to prevent her from struggling. With a powerful thrust of his hips, his short,
thick penis plunged deep inside.
Hongmei screamed from the sudden movement, "Ah—Tiger, you…"
"All show and no substance? You say I'm all show and no substance?" Zhao Tianhu became increasingly aggressive, each thrust deeper than the last,
his scrotum slapping against Hongmei's buttocks with a loud slapping sound. After only a dozen or so thrusts, Hongmei collapsed,
unable to utter a sound, her eyes rolling back, her labia fluttering wildly from his large penis, a gush of vaginal fluid
spurting from the point of their genitals. She had actually climaxed after just a dozen or so thrusts.
Zhao Tianhu threw her onto the bed, grabbed a pillowcase, and used it to wipe his wet penis, looking as imposing as if he were wiping …
The general of weapons. Hongmei lay on her back on the kang, exhaling more air than inhaling through her nose, her thighs twitching, her
labia so swollen from his penetration that they couldn't close, revealing the soft, rosy flesh inside. After a long while, she finally caught her breath, letting out a long,
drawn-out sigh, her voice trembling with sobs, "Fuck me to death..."
"Not over yet," Zhao Tianhu said coldly, "Dare to say I'm all looks and no substance!"
The limp Hongmei was pulled to the edge of the kang, her upper body draped over it, her lower body hanging down. Zhao Tianhu spread
her white legs with his knees, his glans aimed at her vagina, and slammed his hips hard against Hongmei's large buttocks. This position
allowed for even deeper penetration than before. After a few thrusts, Hongmei begged hoarsely, "Tiger...Daddy...Grandpa
...Spare me...I can't take it anymore...Ahhh..."
Zhao Tianhu, enraged, continued to pound her buttocks relentlessly. Amidst Hongmei's almost sobbing pleas, his scrotum
throbbed, his waist tightened, and his mind went blank as his semen shot into Hongmei's uterus like an arrow. Hongmei felt
as if her vagina was filled with boiling water, burning her intensely. After ejaculating, Zhao Tianhu didn't soften;
he continued thrusting until he ejaculated a second time, a third time…
By the time their genitals separated, it was completely dark. The semen from the previous ejaculations
remained inside Hongmei's vagina. Zhao Tianhu withdrew, and a large clump of semen and vaginal fluid splattered onto the floor
in front of the bed. Both of them, one prone and the other supine, were exhausted and limp. After a long, long time, Hongmei finally felt her
legs and sat up, shifting her position. "Tiger...you're such a...beast..."
Zhao Tianhu tilted his head and sucked on her nipple. "What...slurp...not convinced?"
"I'm convinced, really convinced, you're a real man! What a waste of all that semen, it must have been more than an ounce! If Yuqin were here
, they would all be top-notch seeds!"
"Top-notch my foot!" Zhao Tianhu finished one nipple and started on the other. "They're all empty shells. You only had Lanlan when we first got married
. You've slept with so many women over the years, and not a single one of them has gotten pregnant."
The two touched each other for a while before struggling to put on their clothes. Zhao Tianhu, pulling the cart along, said, "From now on, you're not allowed
to say that the men of the Zhao family are all looks and no substance."
"That's right, that's right," Hongmei laughed, "I won't dare again." "
When Erhan comes back, have him come to my place to discuss Lanlan and Goubao's marriage."
"Why not discuss it with his father?"
"Nonsense! His father is a piece of trash! All he thinks about are women's asses, I can't stand that kind of person!"
Hongmei agreed as she saw him out, then suddenly laughed, "Sigh, your father, he'll never get to
sleep with his daughter in this lifetime."
Zhao Tianhu was taken aback: "Why?"
"Your thing is too big, even I can't handle it, how can Lanlan handle it?"
"Don't talk nonsense, if you can't handle it this year, won't you be able to handle it next year? If you can't handle it next year, she'll only be seventeen in ten years, she
'll still be able to handle it!"
"Actually, Erhan can help develop it. Erhan's thing is much bigger than Goubao's, and
a size smaller than yours, just right!"
"..."

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