Why Not Embrace Mediocrity? Chapter Five

Chapter Five
When Dad saw me come out, he frowned and asked, "Why did it take so long? Did you take a dump or eat poop?"
I smiled sheepishly and said casually, "I've been feeling a bit dry and have some internal heat these past few days, and my legs went numb from squatting
." My legs were indeed very numb, and maintaining that position for so long had left me with a sore back and aching waist. It seems being too tall
isn't good either.
Dad laughed, beckoned me over, put his arm around my neck and pressed me down to sit, then looked me over carefully: "Look at your
face, so clean and clear, no pimples, where's the heat? Did all the heat go down there?"
I said, "I used to only get pimples occasionally, but I'm way past puberty now."
Dad nodded: "Hmm, hmm. Good, good, you're looking more and more like me. You little rascal, you don't know,
when you were little everyone said you looked like your mother, I was so jealous. But you have to be careful not to get heaty, illnesses often start from heat
. You don't know, a colleague of mine went blind because of constipation from heat."
I was very surprised and immediately asked, "How could that be? How could heat cause blindness?"
Dad smiled dismissively: " It's hilarious! That old guy was always putting on airs, and he ended up retiring because of it. He
had a terrible temper; when he was constipated and couldn't poop, he would strain, and the more he couldn't poop, the more he strained, until his blood pressure spiked and he
went blind."
I couldn't help but laugh and said, "Yeah, yeah, that old guy is really unlucky. I'll have to be careful. You be careful too."
Dad pressed my shoulder to stand up and stretched his limbs: "Speaking of this, I really do feel like I need to poop
. You do your thing, I'm going to the toilet."
I had a sudden idea and chimed in, "Okay, okay, I'll watch TV. I'll keep watch for you; the pretty girls on TV won't be able to
escape!"
Dad slapped me, called me a little rascal, and walked away. I didn't know if Dad was really going to the toilet or going to the shower
to follow in my footsteps; I only knew that this was a golden opportunity that I couldn't miss. I went back to my room, took out my phone
, and saw that it still had 80% battery left, so I breathed a huge sigh of relief. Then I turned on the recorder,
set the recording time to two hours and automatic saving, and ran into my parents' bedroom to place it behind the bedside table—
naturally, I had to move the table a bit. Mom's actions just now had already revealed that there was going to be a fight tonight, and given her personality,
the door was naturally tightly closed. Although Dad was generous and easygoing, he couldn't be indifferent to this matter—even
the most careless parents wouldn't leave the door open for their son to watch a live broadcast. The house was well soundproofed, and although I
could hear a shout or two while peering through the locked door, it was still unappealing—so I simply gave up and looked for another way.
After making the arrangements, I felt smug about my wisdom; getting into a prestigious university wasn't just about hard work, I
did have some intelligence!
I left the bedroom, and then, on a whim, ran to the bathroom door to listen for any activity—was Dad really
imitating me?
Sure enough! I heard a woman scolding, "You old lecher!" followed by a loud slapping sound, and then a man
laughed a few times before the small black door suddenly opened.
My dad and I were speechless. Water dripped from his right hand onto the floor, clearly from taking
advantage of my mom earlier—I couldn't tell if it was her buttocks or her breasts. I felt both amused and nervous, and stammered,
"I...I..." Then I blurted out, "I just wanted to see how your relationship was going, nothing more
! Looks good, I'm very pleased as your son."
My dad took two steps forward and kicked me in the butt, the kick hurting so much I wanted to curse.他却不见怎么
生气，笑着骂：「小兔崽子别犯浑，跟我玩这一套。让你老子看见了也无所谓，
你老大不小毛也长齐了。你妈可受不了，她非得羞得气死不可。记住了，以后敢
这样我替你妈削你！」
我忙点头鸡啄米，赔笑附和：「是是是，不敢不敢，你们感情好就行，感情
好就行！」心中却忐忑不安，为什么他们聚少离多，老妈也常自流泪，却感觉感
情极好？难道这就是小别胜新婚？刚才老妈被我用手指作弄的时候也动情地说
「我爱你爸」，她是绝对爱我的（母子的爱），真的深爱老爸吗？
爸点头，眯笑着说：「滚回去玩吧，出来揍死你。我和你妈好久不见，要做
点促进感情的事。」说完又踹我一觉，将我踢回自己的卧室。
I was embarrassed for him. How could Mom like such a lewd old man? She even mentioned to her son that they should have sex!
I know about it, I've even done it, and I've even done it with my mom…
I gave an awkward laugh, closed the bedroom door, and my heart was churning with emotions. But all of this would only be
revealed tomorrow, and I was incredibly anxious…
When I woke up, my three-year-old daughter had already reached her coming-of-age ceremony, her bottom red from the sun. Last night I was incredibly excited
, my mind racing, and I didn't fall asleep until almost midnight. I got out of bed in my underwear and saw my mother cooking in the kitchen. I quickly
sneaked into my parents' bedroom, grabbed my phone, and ran back to my own territory without even looking at it.
My mom heard the noise and asked, "Are you up? Yingying? Yingying?"
I was a little annoyed that she called me by my nickname and said impatiently, "Mom, I'm twenty already! Don't
call me that anymore, it's embarrassing if people hear it. I'll play on the computer for a bit, then wash my face."
Mom hummed in response. I suddenly remembered and asked, "Dad's gone? Went to work?"
"Yeah, went to work."
"When will he be back?"
"I don't know."
I heard the sadness in Mom's voice, so I didn't ask any more questions, and I didn't dare to say anything flirtatious or inappropriate. I turned on
the computer, turned on my phone (which was dead and off) and connected it to the PC, exporting a two-hour audio file. I admired
my own ingenuity; I obtained this 100+ megabyte audio file with no effort.
I put on my headphones, turned on the audio, and it was a bit blurry with a lot of static. Fast forward 30 minutes,
and it was very quiet with very little static, because the TV in the living room was off, and I was busy in my room. I overheard
Dad say,
"Xiaohui, you have a great figure. Come here and let me see if your breasts have gotten bigger...tsk tsk, so soft."
"Hmph! Do you know what I regret most?" came Mom's voice.
"What? Did you not sleep with me sooner, and only take your virginity after I got married? Well, I guess I should have enjoyed it sooner..."
"How wonderful! Back then, I couldn't stand not having sex at least once a day, I was so strong!"
"Who were you with back then? Were you seeing someone else behind my back?" Mom's voice was gloomy.
"Don't misunderstand, don't misunderstand. Your husband only had one right hand back then. Seeing such a
beautiful woman every day but not being able to touch her was so frustrating, haha!"
"Hmph! My biggest regret is not realizing you were such a scoundrel sooner. I was truly
fooled by your love letters and poems back then. Looking at you now, how could you have imagined you used to speak like a scholar from a TV drama
?! I'm the same, you've influenced me to become like this!"
"That was all to pursue you! Would you be happy if I spoke seriously now? Would you find it interesting? Come, come, wife
! Let's play together like mandarin ducks, flying wing to wing!" "I didn't say it was that interesting, but you're so scoundrel! It's better now, but before, you'd... you'd 　　tease me
in front of our son , you're shameless!" 　　"You mean that time we ate together before? Hey, I think you were the one who enjoyed it the most. I didn't even get to eat properly. My right hand was holding chopsticks 　　and I couldn't even pick up any food, and my left hand was covered in water. But I have to say, your water tasted better than the soup!" 　　I was shocked. It seemed that one day during a meal, Dad was teasing Mom in front of me, and I 　　hadn't noticed anything. 　　"Pah! If I had known you were like this before, I definitely wouldn't have been with you!" 　　"Well, I'm already with you, so what can I do? Oh, you're so wet! Even wetter than last time. Are these tears of welcome 　　or tears of excitement? Let me taste them." 　　Then Mom's moans, accompanied by some background noise, continued for five minutes, with Dad only occasionally saying a few 　　words about whether it was good or not. I blushed, thinking that Dad was really willing to sacrifice for Mom. Should I give Mom oral sex? 　　She'd have to let me. 　　At the same time, Mom's voice came from the living room, telling me to go eat. Although I didn't want to leave, I had 　　only listened for 40 minutes, and there was still a long time. It would be better to eat lunch first before continuing. I went to the living room and saw my mother in a red 　　top and red pants, her breasts and buttocks prominent. Her clothes were conservative, but the colors and shape were incredibly sexy. Her face was slightly flushed, a 　　bead of sweat on her nose, and her earrings shone like stars. She didn't speak to me, but the corners of her mouth were upturned—she was very happy, clearly 　　satisfied. 　　I wolfed down my food, finishing quickly. I didn't listen to what my mother said, nor did I care about her expression. The recording was indeed 　　very captivating. 　　Continuing: 　　Suddenly, my mother cried out, "Ah—!" Then my father said, "How was it, Xiaohui? Not bad, right? 　　You came so quickly. Good taste!" 　　"Who knows how you practiced outside! Don't call me Xiaohui!" 　　My mother calmly discussed my father's affair! I was utterly bewildered. 　　"That woman has a disease down there, I never let her lick it, at most I'll just touch it with my hand. I don't even want to touch it, it's a 　　bunch of white stuff, disgusting! Unlike my wife, she's healthy, and her juices smell amazing! What? What should I call 　　her if not Xiao Hui? Xiao Yi? Are you taking advantage of me?" Mom suddenly yelled again, probably because Dad had suddenly attacked and 　　poked her with his hand or something. 　　"Hmph! Who knows if you licked her or not? You've never done this outside, how come you're so familiar with her as soon as you get home? I find 　　you disgusting now." 　　"It's all about feelings. I have no feelings for her, so of course I wouldn't lick her. I love you so much, even if I don't know how to lick, 　　I'll still make you feel like you're in heaven if I just nibble on you! Come on, it's your turn to do me, I'll enjoy it too." 　　After a moment of silence, Mom said, "No, I feel disgusted." 　　"You're not sick, I just had a physical exam the day before yesterday! Look at my abs! I always wear condoms outside, don't worry. Okay, 　　Huihui, how about I lick you again?" 　　"Pah! You have abs?" 　　There was a moment of silence, with only some noise, probably because Mom bent down to accommodate Dad. 　　Dad said again, "Mmm, really good, the most beautiful woman in the world is giving me oral sex. These breasts, mmm, I'm 　　impressed. If any celebrity had such beautiful and soft breasts, I'd sell my company to support her." 　　"Hmph! You should take care of the family first." 　　"Yes, yes, I'll deal with you, you little slut, first! Hahaha!" 　　Then Mom cried out, "No!" followed by a series of gasps and noises, and then a long period of creaking of the bed 　　and moaning. 　　"... 　　You bastard, wear a condom! I think you're dirty!" 　　"Auntie thinks her nephew is dirty? Don't joke around, you were licking so diligently just now, you licked all the filth off. Really 　　, you're not sick, don't worry!" 　　... 　　"Ah...ah..." 　　"How's it going, your husband's still got it, um—..." 　　"Ah—don't be so rough...it hurts a little..." 　　"Hmm, looks like I haven't taken care of you in a while, your pussy's getting tighter and tighter." 　　"Ah...don't say such nasty things...ah...okay..." 　　"How's it going, husband?" 　　"Com...comfortable..." 　　... 　　... 　　"Come on, baby, come up there and play for a while, I'll rest." 　　"Ah—deep...a little deep..." 　　"Who told you to sit down so suddenly? You've pierced through." 　　"Um...ah..." 　　"I'm increasingly impressed by your tits, um, they're fucking amazing. Just for that, I have to 　　give you a good beating." 　　"Ah—ah—you—" 　　... 　　... 　　"How's it going, wife? Did you do a good job?" 　　"Good...I...I love you, husband..." 　　"I love you too..." 　　... 　　... 　　Then came another twenty minutes of animalistic mating. I couldn't see their positions, couldn't see Mom's breasts or buttocks, 　　but I got a huge stimulation from their language. If it weren't for the noise, and the fact that Mom had helped me come last night 　　, 　　I really couldn't resist having sex with him while Mom was moaning. I admire Dad's stamina. As a middle-aged man, 　　he doesn't have a beer belly, he's charming (outside) but not serious at all (at home), and what's rare is his performance...

It's admirable that he could maintain such strength.
After a few breaths, he finally stopped.
"How was it, Huihui? How was your husband? How many orgasms did you have?"
"No orgasms!"
"Well, you didn't have any orgasms but you were making a racket like a rooster. Judging from your performance, I guess you had two."
"Hmm, I guess twice. Not bad."
"Of course you're good! Who am I? I'm Luo Tieqiang! A man who doesn't please his wife is no man!"
"You should please the one outside first!"
"Sigh, you brought this up again. We agreed not to mention it... I'm only doing this for you guys..."
Dad said again, "You've seen that woman, can she compare to you? She's the kind of woman you wouldn't even touch if you stripped her naked and threw her on the street
."
Mom interjected, "Her ass is bigger than mine, and you just like patting asses!"
"Hehe, she's just fat. Huihui, don't be jealous. I know you're upset, try to understand your husband.
We've been through so much together."
Mom remained silent, and Dad continued, "We've been through thick and thin for over twenty years. Sigh... Besides the older
generation, I only care about you and our son. We'll take good care of them; they don't ask for much,
they just want us to be happy. You, my precious darling, have endured so much for me all these years, and I'm incredibly grateful
. But we're getting old, and all we want is stability. Luo Ying hasn't graduated from university yet, and
I still need to pave the way for him. You know how tough it is these days. Luo Ying University is a good university, but there are
tons of graduates from top universities. Right? What advantage does he have? The bigger the company, the better his opportunities. I
'll save up some money for him, it'll be more of a safety net. Even if his career doesn't go well, he'll still have a stable home to come back to."
Mom said, "Don't kiss me... I..."
"I'll kiss you!"
...
"Huihui, don't cry, good days are coming soon!"
"I... sob... I always think my life is miserable... actually... the hardest thing is... you..."
"Don't cry, don't cry, it's okay... I'm in a great mood as soon as I get home, I wish I could kiss my son and me, but I'm afraid he'll think
I'm a pervert. I get scared when you cry, don't cry, we're doing fine now."
"Yeah, I don't want to cry either..."
... "
Huihui, actually... I..." "
What's wrong with you..."
"Nothing, go to sleep."
"Tell me, or you won't be able to sleep."
"I just want to confess, I want to say I love you. Hehe."
"Yeah... I love you too."
...
"I'm going to wash up, my face is all messed up."
"Don't wash, yours is messed up too. Let's just cuddle and sleep, I like it when we're sticky, it feels good."
"Disgusting, pervert... kissing me again... um..."
"Huihui, go to sleep, we'll do it again tomorrow morning, I promise I'll give you a big dose of semen."
"Get lost!"
"Come on, go to sleep."
"Hmm..."
If it weren't for the sounds of foreigners' guns and cannons, the Chinese would truly believe they were the masters of the world. If aliens didn't
come to Earth to make a call, the tycoons with checks and luxury cars would truly believe they were the rulers of the universe. I never thought about
how happy I was, nor did I ever think about what this family or society was like. I didn't know
why Mom said "I love you, Dad" so emotionally, nor did I know why Dad would laugh and joke
around with me whenever he saw me.
There was static in my headphones, the hem of my clothes was being kneaded for a long time in my hands, there was no sound in my ears,
my palms were full of sweat, there were no tears in my eyes but my heart was crying. My lower body was already weak, and my body had no strength left.
First, there was the simple yet intense emotion of a son. Every parent in the world is the best parent,
they are expressing the same love in different ways. Farmers work hard in the fields or go out to work to support their children's education.
Cultured intellectuals use books to teach by example, hoping their children can climb the peaks they never reached. My
father is a businessman. He works hard to run his company, paving the way and providing insurance for me, as he puts it. My
mother is a housewife, but also a well-educated woman. She taught me to look at pictures, read books, and listen to
music when I was two. As I grew up, she cooked and did laundry for me, saving every bit of time she could for my studies. They are truly
the most ordinary parents, because any ordinary parent would probably love their son this much.
They sacrificed a lot for me. My mother said she lived for me, and they both truly lived for me. My father
works hard in his business, and it seems he needs to maintain an ambiguous relationship with an unknown, unattractive woman for the sake of his business
. I understand; my father isn't a business genius like Jack Ma. He has brains, but what he needs more is stable interpersonal relationships
to maintain his business. That woman might be the daughter of a high-ranking official, or the sister of an even bigger boss. My father is
a proud man who deeply loves my mother. For my sake, he forces himself to eat moldy, rotten apples every day.
And then comes the guilt. I consider myself unrestrained and full of personality, but in reality, I'm an unfilial son. I once
wanted to pin my father to the ground and beat him up because he wronged my mother. I constantly desire to possess my mother's body, and I
still do.
My parents have sacrificed so much for me, yet I harbor such beastly thoughts. Even the most heinous characters in books
would be ashamed to death.
I pulled down my pants, looking at my limp penis, torn and agonizing. Should I continue my evil ways, or suppress
my desires and stop bothering my mother? If I choose the latter, will I succeed? Can I control this immense desire?
What kind of person am I, really?

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