[Urban] Campus Maple Leaves in Full Bloom (Complete) - 13-15

Chapter 8: The water's too muddy, you don't have to touch it (3)

The students gathered around the school gate were all from the school, as everyone was wearing the school uniform. However, none of the students noticed Principal Li's car parked outside the circle. It wasn't anything else, but because only a handful of teachers and staff at No. 33 Middle School could drive to work, and the students all knew the cars. So when Principal Li drove up behind the students with a school secretary and vice-principal, the students just treated the car as a roadside spectacle.

All the students at the school gate formed a large circle, but overall, the circle was not clearly divided into five parts. Principal Li stopped Tian Rong and Tie Yi, who were eager to get out of the car to see what was going on, and the three of them started counting heads in the five parts that made up the circle from inside the car.

Of course, this headcount isn't meant to be a way to settle scores later, but rather to provide a general understanding of the small groups that have unconsciously formed in their daily interactions, so that we can better grasp the key points when encountering similar situations in the future.

The group consists of at least five people in five sections: Yueyue, Baixue, Hanyue, Lulu, and a student from the original vocational high school. Beside them are seven or eight young men, led by Zhang Hao. However, for some reason, these young men, who were originally part of Yueyue's group, maintain a slight, albeit not very noticeable, distance from her.

Opposite Yueyue's group is a group of young men from what appears to be Liang High School's class and the third year of junior high. Their sheer numbers give them an imposing presence, especially with someone leading the way. The students standing in twos and threes in crescent shapes on either side of these two opposing groups are mostly just watching the spectacle.

Yueyue was standing at the front of the line, opposite a boy named Wei Jinhu from the second year of high school, who stood there half-turned with a disdainful expression. A few boys behind Yueyue were reaching out to pull Zhang Hao forward, while a group of boys behind Wei Jinhu were crowding around him, looking eager to join in.

These boys were overflowing with male hormones! Seeing this scene, Principal Li chuckled to himself before turning to Tian Rong and Tie Yi sitting in the back row.

The Party Secretary and Vice Principal looked at Principal Li, then at each other, both wearing wry smiles. Yes, teenagers in their adolescence have many ways of expressing themselves, and this scene was just one of them. However, as mentioned before, in such a situation, unless an uncontrollable conflict occurs, if the teacher rashly intervenes, the boys and girls will quickly disperse. But this budding restlessness will erupt in a more intense way in another place unseen.

For teachers, it's crucial to choose the right time to intervene in such situations, and intervention in a guiding manner is more appropriate. Otherwise, these little guys, who no longer consider themselves children, will still resort to what they consider reasonable ways to handle things.

Several boys were struggling to pull Zhang Tao along, but after a lecture and a push from Yueyue and Baixue, he easily shook off the group and went into the school without looking back.

Meanwhile, the boys on Wei Jinhu's side had barely started whistling at Zhang Hao's retreating figure in an almost provocative manner when Yueyue, hands on her hips, was already pointing her finger at Wei Jinhu and cursing.

The boy, a head taller than Yueyue, was being verbally abused by her in front of so many people! Wei Jinhu's face flushed red and then turned pale in a dramatic motion, and he instantly raised his hand.

Facing the young man's raised arm, Yueyue, hands on her hips, seemed even more imposing! When Yueyue's gaze was fixed on Wei Jinhu's face, his raised arm trembled a few times in the air before he abruptly turned and walked away. However, he didn't walk towards the school, but rather towards the direction where Principal Li had parked his car.

When you're angry, everything is an eyesore, especially when your path is suddenly blocked by a parked car. Wei Jinhu's anger surged, and he raised his foot towards the front of Principal Li's car.

But he lowered his foot even faster, because at the same time, he fiercely peered through the windshield, only to see Principal Li's smiling face.

"Come on, get in and sit for a while,"

Principal Li said, half-rolling down the window, gesturing to the passenger seat and inviting the somewhat hesitant young man to sit down.

After a moment's hesitation, the young man, with a touch of composure, opened the passenger door and got in. But as soon as he was in the car, he became incredibly embarrassed, because he then noticed that the Party Secretary and Vice Principal, sitting in the back seat, were smiling at him.

"Old Li, you and Wei Jinhu chat for a bit, Secretary Tian and I will head to the school first."

After greeting the embarrassed young man, Tie Yi said a few words to Old Li and got out of the car with Tian Rong.

Principal Li didn't ask a single question about what had just happened, nor did he mention the cause of the incident. He simply chatted casually with this slightly awkward but athletically gifted young man about sports.

Watching the young man enter the school, Principal Li also drove into the campus. The young man, who had entered first, stood under a row of maple trees on campus, watching Principal Li get out of the car and go into his office.

The youthful spirit was often impulsive. If Principal Li had confronted the hot-tempered young man directly, he might have stormed off the campus. However, Principal Li's calmness stopped him from leaving and allowed the easily impulsive young man to reflect more deeply after the experience. In Principal Li's office

, Yueyue and Baixue, who had just received his text message, were already waiting. Seeing Principal Li enter, Yueyue shyly and playfully stuck her tongue out at Baixue.

*Smack!* Yueyue received a sharp tap on the head from Principal Li, but it felt more like a father's gentle reprimand to a naughty child. As Yueyue rubbed her head, a warm feeling welled up inside her.

A shy, timid air revealed the true nature of the girl, a warmth flowing deep within his heart. Watching her grow up like his own daughter filled Old Li with a fatherly tenderness. This slightly reproachful yet loving gaze fell upon Yueyue, and somehow, Yueyue found herself deeply drawn in. As if pleading with her father for forgiveness, she timidly grasped Old Li's large hand and gently shook it.

The hint of reproach vanished completely with that timid shaking, replaced by a profound, loving tenderness that filled Old Li's heart. Overwhelmed by this tenderness, Old Li gently stroked Yueyue's head.

Clinging to Old Li's arm, Yueyue's eyes were filled with longing and a hazy mist. Her lips twitched unconsciously, and with a soft, indistinct murmur, she called out, "Daddy."

Bai Xue leaned against him. Old Li, having recovered from his earlier emotional turmoil, was now somewhat troubled. This was understandable; emotions can come and go quickly. But what happens when those seemingly normal behaviors arise from emotional shifts? Once the emotions have dissipated, how do we account for those consequences? Clearly

, Old Li was prone to overreacting to certain emotions, forgetting that some things should never be allowed to happen. Because when it comes time to pay the price, you'll find you don't have enough money to cover it!

Sigh, you know, these immature little girls are just little girls; they can't hold their temper for more than three or five minutes. Look, while Old Li was still figuring out a way to smoothly extricate himself and the two little girls from this predicament, Yueyue, unable to contain herself, started winking at Baixue, who was also leaning against Old Li.

Sure enough, Old Li, who thought his little gesture was very subtle, saw it like a thief. Without needing to think about how to get out of this mess, Old Li, half-jokingly and half-seriously, half-smilingly, gently pulled the two little girls away from him.

Actually, the scene just now was like Old Li and the two little girls standing in a boxing ring; one of Old Li's mistakes was seized upon by the two little girls, who then delivered a powerful double hook punch to Old Li's chin. Old Li was no longer able to fight back. Even if he wanted to escape, the two girls would trap him on either side. They could either deliver another powerful punch to knock him down, or hold him tightly until he collapsed from exhaustion. Unfortunately, the two girls took a step back, giving Old Li the opportunity to slip and dart out of their encirclement. Like

a fish that slipped through the net, he disappeared into the water. Next time, remember to kill that furry thing with a stick!

With a long sigh of relief, Old Li felt a mix of relief and indescribable emotions, and turned his gaze back to the two girls.

Like buds about to bloom, they possessed a youthful, innocent beauty. The two rosy-cheeked girls, with their girlish charm, once again momentarily captivated Old Li.

The two girls, who had just been feeling shy and excited about Old Li's escape, were now, despite feeling weak all over from the heat of Old Li's somewhat piercing gaze. They were no longer concerned with that and decided to go all in.

They prepared for the upcoming battle, but they never expected that in their brief moment of disorientation, Old Li, who always played coy in front of them, would abandon his usual defensive stance and launch a direct attack.

The first strike caused Bai Xue to cry out as she was bound by one of Old Li's large hands. Seeing Bai Xue trapped, Yueyue's heart skipped a beat, and she tried to pull away, but she hesitated only slightly before Old Li's second strike wrapped around her slender wrist. With a gentle pull, Yueyue, like Bai Xue, cried out in surprise and was bound to Old Li's arms.

Perhaps it was nervousness, perhaps a trembling fear, or perhaps a long-held, silent expectation that had suddenly become reality—the two young girls, held in Old Li's arms, trembled and resisted with unease.

Old Li's arms were incredibly strong, so much so that the girls' resistance and struggle were like gentle water trapped on a dam, moving but forever unable to escape its confines.

The girls both had such slender waists, both possessed such a delicate, intoxicating fragrance of virginity, and their faces, flushed with anxiety and struggle, were like petals just bursting from a bud, half-hidden, half-revealed in the swaying wind—a beauty about to bloom.

Old Li gently sucked on Bai Xue's earlobe. Bai Xue's body stiffened for a moment, but quickly softened again. Old Li's lips then kissed Yue Yue's cheek. Yue Yue felt as if something was gently pricking her tender little cheek, flinching several times before slowly getting used to it.

He led the two girls, who were half-lowered, to the sofa, putting one arm around each of them and sitting down with them. He softly called Yue Yue's name, and then gently pried open her lowered mouth with his hand, before slowly kissing her.

The girl's breath hitched for a moment, then quickly became rapid. Her tightly closed lips, tense and nervous, were completely enveloped by Old Li's large mouth.

A girl's first kiss is both anticipated and intoxicating. The girl's shyness makes a man's heart flutter. When Yue Yue's tightly closed lips gradually softened, when Yue Yue's lips also became timid, Old Li sucked on those soft, cool lips forcefully, then turned to Bai Xue on the other side.

With Yueyue's example paving the way, Baixue, who had felt much more at ease, looked intently and expectantly at Lao Li, who was gazing at her gently. The unique gaze of a mature man, the loving and tender eyes of a mature man, stirred Baixue's newly settled heart again. This deepening stirring gradually released the hazy feeling hidden in her eyes until it filled them completely.

His petal-like lips, even with a slight clumsiness, were incredibly alluring. The greedy Lao Li kissed Baixue one moment, then deeply kissed Yueyue the next, then gently pressed the two girls' heads together, forming a triangular kiss.

First, he inserted his tongue into Yueyue's mouth, stirring it around, then turned to Baixue, teaching her to chase his tongue with hers. While their tongues intertwined in the air, his large hand, which was around her waist, moved upwards, gently kneading her perfectly sized breasts. Over there, the deep, long kiss left Bai Xue feeling suffocated. Old Li's large hands bralessly slipped inside her clothes, pushing up her bra. Her breasts, firm yet delicate, were now being played with by his fingertips.

Nowadays, few women or girls still used belts to bind their waists, so after taking turns playing with the two girls' breasts, Old Li simply unbuttoned two buttons. While he sucked on their breasts, he also slipped his hands between their legs. The soft, downy

hair, like newly sprouted grass, and their legs, tightly clenched like oysters under attack, severely restricted his hand's movement. Old Li gently bit their breasts, causing them to instinctively loosen their clenched legs in a slight sting. The tender, dewy petals on either side swelled and hardened as they sucked on Old Li's fingers.

Moaning sounds rose and fell between the two girls' panting, delicate lips. One on each side, the two girls trembled and squirmed in Old Li's arms…

The school bell rang through the window, and the two girls, having just experienced their first menstruation, gradually recovered. Gently tidying the still somewhat languid girls' clothes, he kissed their faces lovingly, soothing them with sweet words. After kissing one on each side, the two girls kissed Old Li, saying how wonderful it felt, and kissed him again. Hand in hand, the two girls reluctantly left Old Li's office. After

the two girls left, Old Li fell into deep thought. Yes, on this morning, the old, polite, and dutiful Old Li had gradually faded away as the sun shone on the earth. The Old Li who had always passively accepted women was now like a lion actively seeking out its prey, observing everything around him with the eyes of a hunter.

Such changes cannot be simply judged as good or bad, because they carry many things that cannot be precisely defined. These things, which cannot be precisely defined now, can only be verified one by one in the future, and perhaps only then can a temporary conclusion be reached. Therefore, since the conclusion is still temporary after verification, it means that everything is still subject to change. Thus, all emotional issues, whether simple or complex, require a lifetime to verify.

The office landline rang. Old Li picked up the phone and answered. It was none other than the school's girls' team playing against the Tiancheng Girls' Basketball Club's third team, starting at 9:30. Xie Xin was calling to tell Old Li that the Tiancheng Girls' Basketball team would arrive in a few minutes.

After a warm but brief welcoming ceremony, Principal Li, Xie Xin, Mi Fengying, and representatives of their school's players, accompanied by a deputy manager, team leader, and two coaches from the Tiancheng Girls' Basketball Club, arrived at the No. 33 Middle School's basketball gymnasium.

After getting familiar with the basketball court of No. 33 Middle School, Mi Fengying led a coach and all the players of Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team to the locker room to change into their game uniforms. Principal Li and Xie Xin then talked with the people from Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team who were staying behind.

For a sparring match, even the deputy manager and team leader of Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team came along. This wasn't because they valued the game or had any respect for No. 33 Middle School; the reason was that the players Tiancheng brought were newly recruited from various sports schools by their club half a month ago, undergoing trials to strengthen their second-string team.

The four games against No. 33 Middle School were part of this trial, mainly to observe and understand these trial players, providing some reference for further player selection.

While Principal Li was chatting with the guests, the No. 33 Middle School women's basketball team members, having changed their clothes, gradually arrived at the court. When Principal Li saw Yuanyuan, supported by Yarou and Huimin, sitting down on the bench by the court, he couldn't help but smile at the mischievous girl from a distance.

It's understandable; upon hearing that her team was going to play against someone else, Yuanyuan even gave up the temptation of going to Principal Li's house to recover from her injury, just wanting to stay with her teammates and sit on the sidelines to cheer them on. Such a girl deserves to be laughed at.

Without a coach directing, the players of the No. 33 Middle School girls' basketball team, after automatically forming groups, stood in two rows facing each other, high-fiving their teammates opposite them. The girls then proceeded with their pre-game warm-up activities according to their assigned groups. This was a rare sight even among many professional teams, let alone a purely amateur middle school girls' basketball team. Therefore, both the leader of the Tiancheng girls' basketball team and the coach who remained couldn't help but glance more frequently at the No. 33 Middle School girls' basketball team's activity area.

One group was doing running drills under the basketball hoop, while the other was practicing shooting on the other side of the court to get a feel for the game. This kind of warm-up is something you only see in a formal game. The leader and coach of the Tiancheng girls' basketball team were now observing each player on the No. 33 Middle School girls' team.

Their height was all very good, and their running drills and mid-to-long-range shooting looked promising. However, as they watched, the two players from the Tiancheng girls' basketball team focused their attention on Ya Rou and Zhang Nan.

As coaches responsible for selecting and training reserve players, they certainly have the eye to assess a player's overall qualities. Therefore, through simple drills and jump shots, the Tiancheng Girls' Basketball coach quickly noticed the potential in Ya Rou and Zhang Nan. With a thought, the coach steered the conversation towards Ya Rou and Zhang Nan.

Seeing Xie Xin's detailed introduction of the players, Principal Li simply smiled slightly. Yes, they were even focusing their reserve player selections on their own players; it would be pretentious to say he wasn't proud. However, Principal Li's smile implied that the Tiancheng Girls' Basketball coach's efforts might be in vain. The

girls' basketball players from No. 33 Middle School are extremely hardworking in training, but they also share the same attitude towards their studies. Because of this, these girls treat basketball as a hobby, not as their sole focus in life.

In the past, Principal Li had also discussed this issue with these girls. They all said that they would only consider putting more effort into basketball if it did not affect their studies. If their studies and basketball conflicted, then basketball would only become a diversion in their daily lives.

Perhaps this is a unique idea of these new generation children, not wanting to limit their choices in life.

Chapter 8: If the water is muddy, it's okay not to touch it (4)

The players who were trying out for Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team also gathered on the court for warm-up practice. The coaches of both teams also began to arrange their lineups. Principal Li and Secretary Tian, who had just arrived at the court, accompanied the deputy manager and team leader of Tiancheng Women's Basketball Club as they walked to the coaching bench.

One team aimed to select reserve players, and the other team was preparing for the upcoming games. Therefore, the not-so-formal game started early.

The center of Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team is 1.88 meters tall, and her jumping ability and reaction speed are slightly worse than Ya Rou's. So, after the opening jump ball, Ya Rou reached out and flicked the ball to the point guard Yu Lian.

Yu Lian, receiving the ball in the backcourt, shook off her defender and made a half-court pass to Mao Ye (the one from No. 3 Middle School) who was cutting to the basket at a 45-degree angle. Mao Ye drew two defenders, and through a gap in the defense, he passed the ball to Zhang Nan, who was cutting to the basket from the baseline. Zhang Nan finished with a layup, and No. 33 Middle School's girls' basketball team scored the first two points.

The sports school's training emphasizes individual physical qualities, so in the following scrimmage, apart from Ya Rou and the "crazy girl" Yu Lian, who didn't suffer much in physical confrontation, the other players on No. 33 Middle School's girls' team were at a significant disadvantage in this aspect. It was this gap that put a lot of pressure on the No. 33 Middle School girls' basketball team in both offense and defense.

However, basketball is not about one aspect. So, the No. 33 Middle School girls' basketball team, with their more skillful teamwork, stabilized their position and used varied tactics to deal with the opponent's strong physique.

Having adapted to the opponent's strong physicality and stabilized their offensive and defensive rhythm, the No. 33 Middle School girls' basketball team took the lead after seven or eight minutes.

Since it was a player evaluation game, the Tiancheng girls' basketball team frequently substituted players, a practice that continued until the middle of the second quarter, when three of their starting positions were essentially fixed.

Under the leadership of these three key players, Tiancheng's tactics gradually came into play.

While their physical strength was better than their opponents, their tactics were slightly inferior. Offensively, Tiancheng employed a strategy where their center would position himself to limit Ya Rou's movement, allowing other players to use their physical advantages to attack from various positions. Defensively, Tiancheng's quick retreat and zone defense effectively limited the No. 33 Middle School team's fast-paced tactics while significantly reducing their own defensive vulnerabilities.

Brute force can overcome any technique! Watching Tiancheng gradually close the gap, Old Li couldn't help but smile and shake his head.

Old Li's subconscious movement was noticed by the team leader of Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team. From Principal Li's smile, she realized he understood basketball, so she used this opportunity to talk to him about youth women's basketball training.

However, youth women's basketball training is a vast topic, and Principal Li wasn't a professional in this area. So, regarding his insights, Principal Li mentioned two things: controlling the intensity of strength training and technique development.

Speaking of strength training, Principal Li's players were currently at a disadvantage on the court. This was because the players needed further adaptation to such high-intensity competition, such as changing their defensive rhythm. These girls were only sixteen or seventeen years old. To completely adapt to an opponent they had never encountered before in a single game would be a long shot, let alone for older girls.

Regarding the issue of technical skill development, Principal Li always believed that these young girls were still growing. Prematurely defining their technical skills would limit their future development. Therefore, Principal Li always taught them many correct basic techniques but didn't emphasize finalizing them, leaving room for future improvement.

Combining these two points, Principal Li meant that while they were still growing, strength training, especially absolute strength, must be moderate, otherwise it could leave hidden dangers for their growth and development, such as sports fatigue and injuries. Technical skills (including tactical awareness) should be guided more on the spot, rather than telling them exactly when to use certain things, giving them ample space for independent thought.

Old Li's words were useless even during halftime, but after he finished speaking, he realized that a professional expert sitting next to him hadn't even offered a comment. In this situation, Old Li's smile was a little embarrassed.

The coaches were all giving tactical instructions to both teams, and Old Li, who had been wielding his sword in front of Guan Yu, quickly made an excuse to go cool off with the players.

Together with Xie Xin and Coach Mi, Lao Li explained to the young girls on the team the most challenging aspects of the first half, and made adjustments accordingly for the rest of the game. These included strategies for attacking and passing to the two-three zone defense and long-range shooting, and for defensive help defense, focusing on covering and assisting. As Coach Xie clapped to encourage the players, Lao Li turned around and found the Tiancheng girls' team leader squatting behind him.

Having played the role of an expert on youth issues, and now a coach, Lao Li smiled again at the team leader who suddenly seemed very interested in him and watching him intently.

There's a well-known anecdote about someone smiling three times at another; Lao Li smiled at another person three times, but each time he seemed more helpless. What could he do? He had to play this role after that.

In the second half, the No. 33 Middle School girls' team played seriously, but not desperately. The goal of the game was to practice tactics and gain experience; winning or losing was secondary.

In contrast to the mindset of the No. 33 Middle School girls' basketball team, the Tiancheng girls' basketball team players were determined to make a good impression, and every player on the court gave it their all.

When they were focused yet relaxed, both their tactics and skills were on full display, resulting in a high success rate for both offense and defense for the No. 33 Middle School team. While they didn't have much tactical coordination, their individual abilities were stronger, allowing them to showcase their skills more effectively. The Tiancheng players played exceptionally well in each individual situation.

When the final whistle blew, the Tiancheng girls' basketball team won by five points. However, neither side showed much excitement, and the losing side showed no frustration. The players from both teams calmly shook hands at center circle before returning to their respective coaches.

The selection process for the Tiancheng girls' basketball team was very tight, so they politely declined the No. 33 Middle School's enthusiastic invitations to stay and boarded the bus to leave.

As the bus drove out of the school gate, the people from No. 33 Middle School who came to see them off split into two groups. The team members and coaches naturally returned to the training ground, while Old Li and Secretary Tian walked together towards the teaching building.

Before the exam, all classes entered the review stage, and because there were empty seats in the classrooms, a few close friends who weren't originally sitting next to each other would often switch seats to sit together.

In the classroom of Class 2, Grade 9, everyone was quietly reviewing. Old Li entered the classroom, only briefly attracting everyone's attention before the students continued reviewing.

In the last row of the classroom, near the wall, Bai Xue and Yue Yue both had their faces flushed and lowered their heads, pacing around the classroom as usual. Old Li came to the two girls' seats. He picked up the pen on Bai Xue's desk, wrote the four words "Don't be distracted" on the paper she had placed on the desk, put down the pen, gently tapped the desk, and turned to leave the classroom.

After reading the words Old Li left on the paper and hearing his fingers tapping on the table, the two girls whispered a few words and stood up to leave the classroom.

The 33rd Middle School didn't have dedicated offices for teachers in the teaching building, but there were several shared offices on each floor. The office Old Li was now in was usually used by the two homeroom teachers of the ninth grade. It was a cubicle, and the air conditioning had been turned off (previously, each office had its own air conditioner), so it was very hot inside, and teachers rarely worked there for long periods.

Just as Old Li sat down in this office, Bai Xue and Yue Yue walked in hand in hand.

A key was placed on the desk in front of Old Li; he had given it to Yue Yue before going to greet the Tiancheng girls' basketball team. It wasn't anything else; Old Li had been teasing the girls for quite a while in another office, causing their "gardens" to overflow, soaking their underwear.

Considering the two girls would be very uncomfortable wearing such wet underwear to class, and that Old Li had discovered some woman in his family had forgotten a box of four in four different colors in the car when he drove there, he had casually slipped the box into his pocket when he called Wei Jinhu into the car. He had originally planned to leave it in his office at school and retrieve it after work, but after Bai Xue and Yueyue came and went, Old Li remembered that the box could come in handy.

So, he quietly gave Yueyue and Bai Xue the office key and the box, and then went to greet his guests.

"Did you only give the teacher the key?"

Old Li asked as he approached the two girls, who were bowing their heads.

"I..."

The two girls looked up briefly, but then, lacking the courage to return the rest to Old Li, they mumbled something and quickly lowered their heads again.

"Here, your teacher has something for you two."

With that, Old Li pulled out the pebble flowers he'd given to the girls' team members that day and hung one around each of the girls' necks.

Before the excitement of seeing the pebble flowers on their chests could fully manifest, Old Li had already begun searching Yueyue.

Search? Yes, a search! But what Old Li was searching for were the two girls' wet, recently removed items hidden in their pockets. The reason for the search was that girls' private parts, especially those soaked with embarrassing fluids, are usually kept in what they consider the safest place.

But since they were at school, the girls could only protect their private parts by keeping them close to their bodies. And Old Li, once he let loose and stopped suppressing himself, when his emotional intelligence began to show, he understood every type of woman better than most.

Holding the underwear he'd taken from Yueyue, Old Li did the same to Baixue. The two adorable girls, one pink and one white, were sniffed alternately by Old Li in front of them. Watching the two girls tremble with embarrassment, their heads practically drooping above their breasts, Old Li gently lifted Yueyue's chin. As she shyly wanted to look at him but dared not, Old Li took her pink underwear and gently licked the spot stained by her "garden flood."

Suddenly, Teacher Li had transformed into something else entirely. This changed Teacher Li frightened Yueyue, made her feel completely unfamiliar, yet this very change also stirred within her a deep, uncontrollable anticipation, a tremor of fear rising within her. This expectation terrified Yueyue even more, urging her to run away. But when Teacher Li licked the remaining stains of the girl's private, shameful bodily fluids on his body, making a smacking sound, Yueyue, who wanted to escape immediately, found that her legs were inexplicably weak and unable to move an inch.

Bai Xue's body, stained with the girl's private, shameful fluids, was also being smelled and licked by the now unfamiliar Teacher Li. As the two girls, their legs weak, began to sweat in the somewhat warm room, Teacher Li, who had put both girls' clothes in his pocket, suddenly appeared behind them. With a loud slap, Mr. Li's large, outstretched hand landed simultaneously on the two little girls' budding, developing bottoms. After a simultaneous gasp from the two girls, Mr. Li's voice rang in their ears: "If you two get distracted while studying, be careful your little bottoms get a good spanking!"

"I'm taking my things. When you leave, close the door behind you."

Mr. Li's voice came from the office doorway, followed by the soft sound of the door closing behind them.

The Mr. Li they knew before, so gentle and kind, always made the two little girls feel a growing, innocent attachment to him, a desire to be close to him. Now, suddenly transformed into a completely different Mr. Li, his unfamiliar fear and shocked anticipation left a deep impression on the two little girls' hearts.

This was a mature man who, in a unique and almost domineering way, truly captured the hearts of two young girls whose hearts had just begun to blossom with love.

For the first time, he didn't let his heart falter in front of girls; for the first time, he didn't consider right or wrong; and for the first time, he expressed himself in a masculine way. He didn't know why the sky above was so clear, or why his steps were so light. He sent text messages to Tie Yi and Tian Rong, telling them to come to his office. Old Li then headed towards

his office near the gymnasium. After Old Li left, the two young girls, their faces glistening with sweat, let out a long sigh of relief! Was it because the pressure from this different kind of man had subsided? Or was it because they were secretly relieved that a slap on their bottom by such a man had caused their private, shy fluids to overflow uncontrollably, wetting their newly changed clothes without being noticed? The two young girls couldn't quite explain it, but they quickly took off their clothes, which were stained with their own bodily fluids, and changed into the two remaining items Old Li had given them from the box. Then they hurriedly left the office they could never forget.

Tian Rong and Tie Yi arrived one after the other, and Old Li discussed the arrangements for the house with them. Originally, he wanted Tian Rong, Tie Yi, and Xin'er to stay temporarily in the courtyard, but now Old Li thought that the rooms in the garden were too many. With fewer people, it would feel empty, and at night it would be a bit scary and lonely. Therefore, Old Li proposed that the three of them also stay in the garden, as guests for now.

However, Tie Yi needed to give her daughter Xiao Zhu a reasonable explanation, and Xiao Ru needed to be relatively accepting.

Old Li suddenly started making decisions about these people! Tie Yi and Tian Rong were both somewhat surprised. Despite the unexpected turn of events, they were still quite happy. Even though they were staying at the Li family's residence as guests, it clearly indicated that Old Li was preparing to gradually reveal his relationship with them within the confines of this home. In other words, Old Li wanted to treat these women as fairly as possible within this family. Previously, Old Li had passively accepted these women; now, he was actively keeping them by his side.

Old Li's attitude was an acknowledgment of his relationship with these women, though this acknowledgment remained unspoken.

School was about to end, and after Old Li explained his intentions, Tian Rong and Tie Yi didn't object. So, the three of them discussed it, and the two women decided to go home at noon to change rooms, while Old Li would go to the airport to meet Fei'er and pick up his mother-in-law.

The journey from No. 33 Middle School to the airport in Jiangzhong City involved crossing the entire city from north to south, and noon was a very busy time for traffic in the city. After contacting Fei'er by phone, she told her father-in-law she was waiting at the airport restaurant. However, it took Old Li over an hour to drive through the busy city and arrive at the restaurant. During the parking

period, Old Li kept calling Fei'er, feeling terrible about leaving his daughter-in-law waiting alone for over an hour.

Just as he was about to dial Fei'er's number, his phone rang. He saw a text from Fei'er: "Dad, have you arrived?" "

Yes, Fei'er, where are you?" Old Li, who could now type Chinese on his phone, replied. "

Dad, can you find Fei'er in ten minutes?" Seeing Fei'er's quick reply, Old Li couldn't help but picture her mischievous and alluring expression. "

Little devil! Dad will search high and low to find you!" With a reply of nearly twenty characters, Old Li spent a little over a minute sending it to Fei'er while simultaneously beginning his thorough search.

The airport restaurant was much more crowded than usual today, mostly groups of eighteen or nineteen-year-olds holding posters or signs. Airport security guards and men in suits were maintaining order at the restaurant entrance, keeping the crowd somewhat congested and chanting slogans at bay. Guided

by airport security, Old Li entered the restaurant through a side door. In the corridor leading to the boarding gate, not only were there the same people maintaining order as outside, but also many people carrying cameras and microphones, presumably reporters, gathered around a makeshift platform. "

What important person is coming here?" Old Li, who was usually uninterested in such things, muttered to himself before looking around the restaurant. When it gets noisy like this, Fei'er definitely won't suffer here. Based on his previous experiences here, Old Li thought for a moment and then turned and headed towards the elevator leading to the restaurant.

The third floor of the restaurant was a quiet café. Just as he was about to press the button for the third floor, someone hurriedly entered the elevator. Seeing Old Li pressing the button, the person who had been standing with their back to him also waited for the elevator to ascend.

A ding-dong sounded, and the elevator doors opened on the third floor. The person who had been standing with their back to Old Li stepped out first. Old Li followed the person out of the elevator, and several others were walking towards it.

Turning around, the person who had exited the elevator before Old Li saw someone approaching and came face to face with him.

Those dark sunglasses are a bit too big! Seeing the person who suddenly turned around almost bump into him, Old Li didn't scold her for her recklessness. Instead, he was surprised by the sunglasses that covered half her face, and then walked around her.

"Teacher Li."

Just as he passed the person in sunglasses, Old Li heard a soft voice behind him.

Teacher Li, that must be calling him, right? Thinking this, Old Li turned around.

In front of him, besides the closed elevator doors, was this person wearing large sunglasses. So Old Li looked at the person in sunglasses questioningly.

"Teacher Li, don't you recognize me?"

Taking off the sunglasses, the person looked at Old Li with a smile and asked.

According to the legend of Jin Yong, Li Xunhuan, the third-ranking scholar, liked to touch his nose when he couldn't figure things out. However, Old Li had already developed this habit before he heard this legend as a child. So, facing this smiling face that he had no recollection of, Old Li habitually touched the bridge of his nose and began to think: Where have we met before?

"Hehe... Teacher Li, you really haven't changed at all, not even your gesture has changed."

A smiling face blossomed with a clear, round laugh as she gave her on-the-spot assessment of Old Li, who still couldn't quite remember.

"Hehe... I'm so sorry, I really... I can't remember where I've seen you before."

A little embarrassed, Old Li laughed, honestly telling the person who had just given him her assessment his thoughts.

"Hehe... Teacher Li, I can't accept you calling me 'you' like that! But I have things to do today. Since I've already seen you here, I'll come visit you in a few days. If you still can't remember who I am then, I'll wait for you until you remember me before I leave!"

With that, she put her sunglasses back on, gave a crisp goodbye, and drifted away.

Old Li touched the bridge of his nose, watching the departing figure with a wry smile.

Indeed, it's true, for someone you have absolutely no recollection of to stand before you claiming to know you, and even seeming very familiar with you, is something that definitely requires careful consideration.

Chapter 8: If the water's muddy, you don't have to touch it (5)

The corridor in front of him led to two places: walking straight in led to the coffee shop, while turning right led to the restroom. After a slight hesitation, Old Li turned right and headed towards the restroom.

"Fei'er! You little devil! You've been caught!"

A shadowy figure, its back to him, engrossed in its phone, came into view. Old Li tiptoed over, launching a surprise attack.

The shadowy figure jolted, almost dropping its phone. However, after hearing Old Li's words, it didn't make any further moves and asked without turning around, "Are you sure?"

It sounded like the host of a certain TV guessing game show, Wang Xiaoya, always asking the person opposite her in that tone. But when someone asked the same question even with their back to them, Old Li's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly released his grip on the shadowy figure.

"Is...is it Fei'er?"

The clothes and the shadowy figure were almost identical to Fei'er's, but the question of "are you sure?" made Old Li somewhat uncertain, so he could only wait for confirmation.

"Not sure yet?"

The voice, so similar to Fei'er's, was phrased as a question. It seemed testing Old Li like this was a good option. So

, even if everything resembled her, he wasn't sure? That was the Old Li before today. Today, however, Old Li didn't think much of it. He wrapped his arms around the shadow's lower abdomen, rested his head on the shadow's shoulder from behind, and said softly, "Little vixen! Can you do seventy-two transformations?"

"Let go! You're the vixen!"

The shadow stiffened for a moment, then said urgently, struggling violently.

"Good Fei'er, stop fooling around! You..."

Once he caught her, he couldn't let her fly away, especially not a little vixen pretending to be cute! So, Old Li not only tightened his grip, but his restless hands also began to rub along the shadow's lower abdomen to the bottom of her groin.

"Let go! I...I'm not Fei'er! Ah! You...you scoundrel! Let go!

You..." The struggle, like a madman, interrupted Old Li's half-finished words. The voice, already shouting, now lacked any trace of the anger and fear of playing hide-and-seek.

"Aren't you Fei'er?"

Extremely surprised and confused, Old Li turned the shadow's body towards him, staring wide-eyed.

"Scoundrel!"

The shadow, now facing him, roared and slapped him across the face.

A legendary iron bridge—the shadow's slender, spread fingers swept across Old Li's face, then with a large step back, Old Li maintained a safe distance from the shadow facing him.

"Ah! You're not Fei'er..."

Whether Old Li's acting was truly convincing is unknown, but his initial humbly apologies and self-reproach finally calmed the enraged Shadow down. *

Thump!* Just as Old Li was about to breathe a sigh of relief at the Shadow's subdued rage, a dull thud landed on his backside. *Thud!* Before he could turn around to see who had attacked him, a sharp pain shot through his knee, accompanied by another sound.

Fei'er had kicked him in the backside, and Shadow had slapped his knee. They were now standing hand-in-hand, with a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl beside them, grinning at the grimacing Old Li.

"You two came here to play tricks on each other, and now you've gotten yourselves into this mess, so why are you blaming others!"

As a woman in a cheongsam approached and scolded Fei'er and Shadow, Old Li, recovering from his pain, was truly confused. He was still bewildered by Fei'er calling the woman in the cheongsam "Auntie" and Shadow calling her "Mom."

Yes, Fei'er had never mentioned having an aunt! And Shadow, who now blushed even at a glance, had never been mentioned by Fei'er either! And how could Shadow look so much like Fei'er? Before Old Li could finish processing all his questions, the woman in the cheongsam gracefully approached him, extending a delicate hand slightly. Smiling, she said, "Hello, I'm Xie Yang's mother, Fei'er's classmate. It's a pleasure to meet you." "

Hello, hello, I'm Li Feng, it's a pleasure to meet you too."

He suddenly understood! Fei'er had mentioned having a classmate in middle school who looked remarkably like her, and the two often played pranks on each other. Today, not only did she meet this classmate, but she also managed to get to know her mother.

"Hehe... Uncle Li Feng, are you happy to meet me?"

The little girl who had been smiling at Old Li, after the classmate's mother and Li Feng introduced themselves, mischievously stood in front of Li Feng, tilting her head slightly as she asked.

"Hehe... It's an honor to meet you! But can you tell me your name?"

Old Li smiled as well, but his words carried a hint of seriousness.

"My name is Qu Rou, but Uncle Li Feng, isn't it a bit abrupt to ask a lady's name right away?"

Her self-introduction was straightforward, but she didn't mince words when pointing out her shortcomings.

"Hehe... Beautiful Miss Qu Rou, can you forgive my abruptness?"

Old Li still smiled, but his slightly bowed gentlemanly posture made the gesture seem quite elegant.

"Xiao Rou! You're being silly again!"

The woman in the cheongsam scolded Qu Rou playfully, but a hint of a smile flickered in her eyes as she glanced at Lao Li.

Several blue-eyed, high-nosed people walked over, and those standing in the aisle politely made way for them. It was this simple act of crossing the aisle that finally allowed Lao Li and his group to put aside their formalities and come together into the coffee shop.

Xie Yang, who never gave Lao Li a second glance; Qu Rou, who looked at Lao Li like he was an ancient creature; and Fei'er, who seemed oblivious

to Lao Li's presence—the only person who treated Lao Li normally was the woman in the cheongsam sitting next to him. They were about the same age and had a good impression of each other (at least Lao Li thought so). The conversation started with the three children in front of them, and Lao Li began chatting with the woman in the cheongsam.

He waved for the waiter who came to inquire to leave, and Fei'er, still ignoring Lao Li's suggestion, said it was time for everyone to go eat.

The second floor of the restaurant outside the airport served Chinese food. Fei'er spoke a few words to the waiter, who then led everyone to their reserved seats. As they were walking, a series of hurried footsteps came from the stairs, and several people rushed over as if chased by wolves.

Seeing someone charging towards them, Old Li, who was quicker, stepped forward, blocking the front of his group and kicking the first one of the charging men back.

It's understandable; suddenly seeing someone rushing towards you with something shiny, Old Li's reaction was purely instinctive.

The man who was kicked back was quickly subdued by his companions. When Old Li saw that the shiny object on the ground was definitely not a deadly weapon, one of the men who had subdued him came over to thank him.

Ten minutes later, a plane carrying a high-ranking person was about to land at the airport. The person who was tackled was on a plane that landed twenty minutes earlier. A very famous film and television figure was supposed to hold a press conference at the airport, but it was delayed because of a slight conflict with the arrival time of the important person. He couldn't wait to rush up to see his idol, but instead, he was kicked and it seems that he will inevitably be detained for a few days.

A hero protecting a beauty? This situation left Old Li, who had bravely stepped forward, both amused and exasperated! Yes, the woman just wanted to see her idol, and you kicked her – what kind of behavior is that?

It was another unexpected interlude. Of the four women, Fei'er seemed completely oblivious to what had happened, Xie Yang had a look of utter disbelief, as if to say, "Why are you being so nosy?" Her mother, in her cheongsam, always seemed to have a smile in her eyes, only glancing at Old Li with exaggerated admiration when I didn't notice. Little Qu Rou kept pulling Old Li's hand, repeatedly asking if he had hit the person or just kicked his shoulder.

Old Li had done something neither particularly impressive nor particularly bad, yet some people were applauding him. His mood, like the varied expressions on the four women's faces, was a mix of unease.

The only positive thing Old Li did was that the manager of the Chinese restaurant outside the airport came, both to thank him again for what had happened and to waive his and his group's late lunch bill.

Who's unhappy about getting a free lunch? Isn't this the legendary "it's impossible to please everyone"?

The important figures, surrounded by a large entourage and a long welcoming team, had just left after a ten-minute ordeal when shouts and cheers came from downstairs—a large group of fans waiting outside the restaurant were catching a glimpse of them.

When Grandpa Li was still alive, even a master like Mei Lanfang, he would only appreciate the performance, not the person. The old man's attitude wasn't due to any personal prejudice against Mei Lanfang; his prejudice stemmed from a comprehensive evaluation of the profession. And this comprehensive evaluation wasn't based on the old man's own insights, but rather on the gradual assessment of most people in the world.

Some say actors are heartless, others say actors are unrighteous. When Du Shiniang and others say there are always exceptions, some will say that wolves eat people when hungry, but wolves have also raised human children when they were hungry themselves. Therefore, don't use exceptions to justify actions, because the majority's behavior should be the true reflection of a situation. Exceptions are just exceptions; nothing can make exceptions the mainstream. In today's materialistic world, exceptions are as rare as ancient dinosaurs, requiring a distant memory. And the more the world's balance is measured by profit, the further back in time we need to recall exceptions. In the generation of Grandpa Li's grandfather, or their grandfathers' generation, some people respectfully referred to actors as "actors," a general term for the entertainment industry. Now, the entertainment industry is draped in a glamorous cloak, making it even harder to find exceptions.

This mentality influenced Grandpa Li, so when Xiao Qurou was so eager to go out to see the show that she didn't even bother eating, and the other three women were also tempted, Grandpa Li started eating heartily.

Grandpa Li's self-absorbed behavior greatly dampened the enthusiasm of the four ladies, but this time it was three women who expressed regret towards Grandpa Li; one woman said, "You'll be stuffed to death in no time!" It

was too late to say anything, as the sounds of the fans outside had already faded into the distance. With even more regret, the four women began to focus on eating.

The plane arrived on schedule, and everyone waited at the exit of the emergency exit for those who were supposed to be welcoming them.

Today, Fei'er's eyesight was much better than Lao Li's, as she rushed to greet him, while Lao Li was still struggling to find his future mother-in-law in the bustling crowd.

Looking at the woman hugging Fei'er, and then at the woman in the cheongsam whose expression inexplicably became complicated, Lao Li was astonished to discover that the woman hugging Fei'er bore an uncanny resemblance to the woman in the cheongsam!

It was a kind of uncanny resemblance, but only when both of them appeared before you would you suddenly realize, "Wow, these two really do look alike!"

The woman in the cheongsam resembled Fei'er's mother so much, while Fei'er and Xie Yang truly looked very alike. And now, upon closer inspection, Xiao Qu Rou even bore a resemblance to all four women. Could it be that these two families were once related? Lao Li couldn't help but compare them more carefully.

Fei'er and her mother's embrace ended, and Lao Li's fruitless comparison work came to a close. Fei'er's mother, however, with a smile on her face, froze and faded upon seeing the woman in the cheongsam.

The smile that began like fireworks blooming in the night sky, and when it faded, it left one's heart sinking into the distant night. There might be many things to unravel between the two women, but not wanting to pry into someone else's privacy, Old Li smiled and greeted his mother-in-law. "

Was the journey tiring? Was the wait unbearable? How have you been these days?" "I've been doing alright lately..."

A warm but not overly enthusiastic greeting, a calm but not indifferent concern—this simple transition between the two in-laws dispelled much of the earlier chill.

After Xie Yang and Qu Rou had greeted Fei'er's mother warmly, the woman in the cheongsam and Fei'er's mother finally faced each other. With Old Li's timely buffer and Xie Yang and Qu Rou's deeper transition, the two women nodded to each other. The

mother-in-law got into Fei'er's car, while Xie Yang, who was still glaring at Old Li, followed them into their car. Old Li was the driver, and the woman in the cheongsam and Qu Rou got into his car.

In the afternoon, while the city traffic was still heavy, the congestion had lessened considerably. In just over forty minutes, they crossed the entire city again, and the group, in two cars, entered the Li family compound.

Having heard Fei'er's brief introduction of the Li family on the way, Fei'er's mother and Xie Yang were somewhat prepared, but the sheer size of the Li family compound still greatly surprised them. However, for the woman in the cheongsam and Qu Rou, who had ridden in Old Li's car the entire way without hearing a thing, it was utterly astonishing.

Tian Rong went to the school, because it's always best to have someone in charge at the school, no matter the time. Therefore, in the Li family compound, Old Li's aunt led the way, followed by Tie Yi, with Xiao Zhu, Yu Rong, Xie Xin, Qing Yu, and Da Mei lined up to welcome the guests.

Previously, when Fei'er's mother visited the Li family to see her daughter, she was always worried that her daughter would be lonely because the Li family was too small. Who knew that in just over a year, the Li family home, suddenly several times larger than before, would be so full of life because of this simple yet warm scene.

A family feast is all about everyone pitching in. Old Li was in charge of cooking in the kitchen, while Tie Yi, Da Mei, and Yu Rong, who always wanted to get involved, assisted him busily.

As they walked and talked, Old Li's aunt led Fei'er's mother and the guests who had just arrived at the Li family home, accompanied by Fei'er, on a leisurely stroll through the Li family's garden. Xie Xin, Xiao Zhu, and Xiao Ru took advantage of the lull to tidy up the rooms for the new guests.

The afterglow illuminated the western sky, the bamboo tips swayed in the breeze, and laughter drifted from the windows of the main hall of the Li family garden.

Fei'er and Xiaozhu accompanied Fei'er's mother, while Yu Rong, a woman in a cheongsam who had somehow found common ground with her, was pulled into Yu Rong's room. Qu Rou, who had been excitedly restless ever since entering the Li family's garden, was now nowhere to be seen, having disappeared with Xiao Ru. Old Li, while helping Xie Xin and Da Mei clear the tableware into the kitchen, left his room and went to the pavilion in the garden.

Old Li came to the pavilion to enjoy the breeze (not to feed mosquitoes in the moonlight) and also to stretch his muscles.

A moonlit night doesn't necessarily mean a clear day; the half-moon, which had been moving through the clouds, was now hiding behind them. Just moments before, he could see things roughly from a dozen steps away, but now it was dim and he was slightly disoriented by the visual contrast. Old Li wanted to turn around the artificial hill and return to his gatehouse.

"Is that brother-in-law?"

Just as Old Li reached the edge of the artificial hill, a blurry figure asked him.

"Oh! It's Yu Rong! Are you alone here?"

Somewhat surprised, not by the sudden appearance of the person, but by how Yu Rong, who was supposed to be with the woman in the cheongsam, had appeared here so quickly.

"Yes, I'm here by myself."

The dim light made her face indistinct, and it seemed to make her voice low as well.

"Sit here for a while, we'll go back later."

Old Li, who was less than two steps away from Yu Rong, reached her side and pulled her to sit with him on a stone bench by the artificial hill.

"It's windy here."

Is the wind in the Central Plains really that strong on a June night? Old Li wouldn't ask such a question, but finding a sheltered spot for Yu Rong in such a large garden seemed quite easy.

Holding Yu Rong's hand, Old Li led her around the artificial hill until they found a truly sheltered spot. Surrounded

by the artificial hill on three sides and facing a dense clump of bamboo on the other, the younger sister-in-law slowly leaned on her brother-in-law's shoulder in a perfectly comfortable, sheltered place.

No one spoke, because they didn't know where to begin, and they did nothing, because they didn't know what to do to show the other's true feelings.

The brother-in-law and sister-in-law sat there, but with the sound carried by the night wind, they looked at each other and realized that someone was not far from them, talking and doing something.

"Is it coming this way?"

"Probably, the voices we just heard came from this side, right?"

"Yes! I heard the voices coming from this side, how come they're gone now?"

"Did they go back to sleep?"

"No way! The way we came is the way back to the bedroom, if they want to go back they must go back from here."

"Then could they go somewhere else?"

"No way..." Chapter

8

: The water is muddy, it's okay not to touch it (6)

"Sister Xiaozhu, do you think they might be hiding in the rockery?"

The voices of the two girls came from just a few steps away. The sister-in-law, who had gone through the rockery cave with her brother-in-law, never expected this! Especially considering the embarrassing situation if someone saw them, even with her current fiery personality, the sister-in-law absolutely didn't want to be discovered. But now she was trapped, with nowhere to run, and even a way out.

Caught in this dilemma, she blamed everything on her brother-in-law who had led her there. Her hands, which had been clinging to his arm, found a soft spot and began to lash out in resentment.

"They can't find this place," she

grumbled, her anger stemming from her fear of being seen. Her brother-in-law could only endure her wrath on his arm while trying to reassure her.

This little haven in the artificial hill was a place Old Li often came to when Xiaozhu was little, to find her while playing hide-and-seek with other children. Now that Xiaozhu and Xiaoru had arrived together, Old Li wanted to reassure his sister-in-law. He reasoned that even if Xiaozhu wasn't ready to accept someone else as her mother, she wouldn't catch her father in the act and embarrass him. Her presence here was a warning: "Dad, don't go too far before I agree!"

As for why Xiaoru was also looking for Yang, it was because she had learned from her mother that her mother had essentially confirmed her relationship with Old Li. Out of concern for her mother, she was naturally very concerned about Old Li being with other women, so she needed to know what Old Li was doing in the middle of the night.

The daughter hadn't revealed the secret of the artificial hill, and Xiaoru was unaware of its intricacies. After pausing briefly, the two girls moved on.

A little while later, the two girls returned with their own thoughts, while the sister-in-law pinched her brother-in-law hard and fled from the artificial hill. By the time Old Li followed his sister-in-law out of the artificial hill, she had vanished without a trace.

Smiling and shaking his head, Old Li started walking back. But after only a few steps, a voice called softly from under the shadow of the bamboo to stop him.

It was Qingyu, the girl who had played in Old Li's yard since second grade, leading the even younger Xiaozhu to discover every hidden corner of the garden. Back then, neither she nor Xiaozhu knew the garden belonged to Old Li; they only knew that every time they came, an elderly couple would warmly look after them. So, this large garden was a witness to their beautiful childhood.

In her final year of elementary school, Qingyu sat under this clump of bamboo, counting down the days until she left. Today, following in her footsteps, she sat here again. The outside world had changed again and again, and she had grown from that little girl into a young woman. But this garden, which had brought her so much joy in her childhood, remained exactly as it had been when she left. Familiar plants and trees, familiar people—but had the fleeting years changed everyone so much?

Old Li came to her side, sitting down beside her just like the night he saw her off years ago. That night, she, who wouldn't have cried even if she fell off the artificial hill, cried bitterly. Old Li, instead of comforting her, sat there singing one song after another. It was on that night that she heard a man's voice drifting in the darkness, and it was that voice that, many years later, she could still remember every song he sang.

This man was sitting beside her again. Would he still be the same as before?

"Xiaoyu, what are you planning to do this time you're back?"

He called out to her, but Qingyu hadn't said a word, so Old Li started to make conversation.

A gentle moon and light breeze—perhaps a little romantic is in order? But Old Li's opening line sounded like an elder's inquiry. Wasn't that annoying?

As people grow older, they gain more experience, and with more experience comes a deeper understanding of people. Qingyu understood from the very beginning of Lao Li's question that he wasn't asking her about her personal matters; he was using the conversation to distract her and prevent her from confronting her directly.

Qingyu didn't mind Lao Li's evasiveness, but she still wanted him to face the issues he needed to address. Therefore, Qingyu replied, "My biggest plan for coming back this time is to prepare a dowry, find someone I think is suitable, marry him off, and have him support me for life."

"Hehe… with your circumstances, Xiaoyu, your plan should be easy to achieve."

Qingyu's words were the same as what she had said earlier on the phone, so Lao Li, for the sake of avoiding the latter part of her previous statement, decided to play dumb.

"Hehe... Teacher Li, you think the same way I do. I also think my idea is easy to achieve because I've already chosen the person I want to marry. Now all I have left to do is prepare my dowry."

His avoidance shows that he has seriously considered the issue he wants to avoid. This also reflects, from one perspective, that he cannot directly express his attitude towards his plans. This fully demonstrates that his plans are indeed tempting, but due to certain factors, he has begun to avoid them.

But what is the real reason he avoids me? The age gap? A little, but not the main reason. Social status? He doesn't value power, nor has he ever feared it; that factor has virtually no impact on him. Economics? That seems to have even less influence. So what else is making him avoid me?

Other women, perhaps! It seems only other women are causing him to avoid me. But now he's suddenly surrounded by so many women—which one is making him avoid me?

Fei'er? No, no, no, why would I think of her first? Fei'er is his daughter-in-law! Tian Rong? Hmm, somewhat similar! Tie Yi? Seems quite similar too! Xie Xin? Oh dear! Interesting too! And Yu Rong! Judging from what I just saw, there's a good chance things will develop!

How could this be?! I remember he used to be practically an idiot when it came to finding a wife; how come he's suddenly surrounded by so many women?! Damn it, old Li! You're flirting and exchanging glances with other women, but when it comes to me, you suddenly become a saint! Humph! If you're heartless, don't blame me!

A flurry of thoughts raced through her mind. The more she thought about it, the more she realized that making Old Li unable to avoid the situation was the only solution. Qingyu continued her previous words, asking, "Teacher Li, can you guess who I've chosen?"

Guess? Looking at Qingyu's earnest eyes, which undeniably conveyed a mischievous and cunning intent, Old Li ran his finger along the bridge of his nose again, then reached out and put his arm around Qingyu's shoulder.

He didn't guess anything, simply holding Qingyu quietly in his arms.

Perhaps she had planned various responses for Old Li's guesses, but Qingyu hadn't expected this reaction. Held in his arms, her body stiffened, even her thoughts froze. His

large hand stroked her cheek, and Old Li gently asked her, "Do you want to think about it some more?"

Yes, did she really need to think about it more? When all the choices were given to her, Qingyu suddenly realized that perhaps she really needed to temporarily avoid the situation, just like Lao Li had done, to see herself clearly.

However, the man's large hand was already around her shoulder, his embrace enveloping her. Did she still need to think about something she had longed for for so long? Qingyu was confused; her heart was completely in turmoil. She leaned against Lao Li, unable to sort out the complex emotions swirling within her.

The man's breath was close to her ear, his large hand gradually tightening. Unable to resist, Qingyu was completely pulled into Lao Li's embrace. Unable to resist, the chaotic thoughts in Qingyu's heart suddenly became clear: I don't need to think anymore!

Qingyu smelled faintly of perfume, a very alluring rose scent, though subtle. The subtle scent of roses, seeping into her lungs, made Old Li, who was still waiting for Qingyu to make a choice, unable to suppress his own infatuation. His arms around Qingyu's shoulders tightened little by little, and his nose, which loved fragrance, almost pressed against Qingyu's neck, lightly sprayed with perfume.

The tightening of his arms sent a powerful surge of strength through Qingyu's body, and the warm breath on her neck and ears intensely teased her sensitive nerves. A tense movement, a turn of her head to avoid him, but as she half-turned her cheek, everything happened naturally.

Her half-turned lips gently brushed against the other corner of her mouth, which she had been trying so hard to suppress. Drawn to it, the other corner of her mouth, no longer able to hold back, rested on the half-turned corner.

A kiss, an unexpected kiss, in the refreshing night breeze, under the swaying bamboo, was released uncontrollably.

Slightly inexperienced, Qingyu, having completely let go of everything, was offering her first kiss to her lover with utter devotion. Skilled, under the subtle guidance of Lao Li, he led the way, allowing a woman's first kiss to gradually blossom into a mature beauty.

As he guided her, Lao Li's tongue invaded Qingyu's mouth. With increasing maturity, Qingyu's tongue, still somewhat timid, rested on her two rows of white teeth, tentatively exploring Lao Li's invading tongue like a fish touching bait.

Like a fish, Lao Li, having already cast his bait, now only needed to wait patiently; like a spring, not yet fully free from the constraints of exploration, Lao Li needed to give it even more passionate comfort.

It was a gentle kiss, a heart-pounding caress. In soft calls, in longing and excited eyes, a gradual stirring, a gradual loss of feeling, a gradual loss of control. When courageously, like a fish, broke through the protection of teeth, when deep loss replaced the tentative restraint, Qingyu's tongue and Lao Li's long-awaited tongue became inextricably intertwined.

Mmm… A slight struggle was followed by a faint sound of fear. Lao Li's large hand had slipped inside Qingyu's low-cut bodice, kneading her breasts.

There was a struggle and a slight resistance, a slight twisting with fear, but neither stopped their kissing. As everything deepened, the large hand, completely inside Qingyu's bodice, freely kneaded her bare breasts.

"Ah..." A cry of surprise followed her as she instinctively squeezed her legs together, but nothing could stop her. Old Li's large hand, hidden beneath Qingyu's short skirt, with only two fingers that could move, dug and teased the softest flesh inside her, simultaneously touching the most delicate petals of her beautiful garden between her legs...

His fingers lightly probed and kneaded the entrance to her garden, his palms wet with large drops of water from within. Every now and then, he gently tugged at the thick, neat pubic hair above. As he did so, Old Li whispered in Qingyu's ear, "I'll come find you tonight."

Old Li's promise made Qingyu's face blush even in the hazy night. But just as Old Li's entire attention was captivated by this blush, he was met with Qingyu's revenge—biting and pinching him, driven by shyness and an unknown emotion.

The shy, impulsive, and coquettish little woman wriggling and pouting in his arms instantly ignited a raging fire in Old Li's heart! He grabbed the wriggling woman tightly, kissing her face almost biting her, and impulsively grabbed one of her small hands, pressing it hard against his crotch, which was about to burst through his pants. The tingling, itchy sensation

from Old Li's biting kisses on her face sent electric shocks through Qingyu's body, and the force surging from her small hand was even clearer, brimming with masculine strength and rigidity, causing Qingyu's mind to go blank for a moment before she quickly lost herself. A small hand hooked around Old Li's neck, passionately and frantically meeting his large, fiery mouth. The hand, which had been holding him through his pants, now, in the throes of wild, surging emotion, recklessly slid up his belt and into his groin, until there was no resistance. It grasped his already hot and swollen member once more, kneading it haphazardly yet with even greater abandon.

Her low-cut tank top was completely pulled up, revealing her breasts, like jade bowls, bathed in a soft glow in the night. One hand half-covered her breasts, while the other gripped his large member, stroking it even more rapidly.

The small hand, half-hidden and half-revealed, only held on for a moment before changing to a push-and-hook motion, resting on Old Li's shoulder. As Old Li caressed her hands and showered her with kisses, the hand on her shoulder, after wandering aimlessly for a while, pressed down on the top of Old Li's head, which was buried in her chest, and began to rub his hair.

A short skirt, knee-length and heavily pleated, had already covered Old Li's head. Through the small, breathable lace, Old Li could hear Qingyu writhing and moaning, as he licked and rubbed her increasingly wet petals with his teeth...

Old Li swallowed the juices flowing from his flower garden, the gurgling sounds making Qingyu, who was experiencing her first time with a man, feel both immense satisfaction and shame. She used her legs to clamp Old Li's head so he wouldn't see her shame. As Old Li finished swallowing the juices from her flower garden, he used his tongue to comb through the tangled grass around her garden, allowing her to slowly recall the lingering afterglow of the first time a man had given her.

Ruffling Old Li's hair, watching him meticulously straighten her clothes, Qingyu noticed that after Old Li put down her skirt, he casually tucked the little thing wrapped around her leg into his pocket. Feeling embarrassed about going back inside naked, Qingyu reached for it to save face.

But as she reached out, Old Li suddenly pulled her into a tight embrace, his arms tightening around her. With a soft cry, Qingyu was lifted up. The

stubborn Old Li refused to take the little thing out of his pocket, no matter how much Qingyu begged. While they were haggling over it, Qingyu suddenly realized they were at the door! After a

struggle, Qingyu practically rolled off Old Li's arms, but as she regained her footing and her legs parted naturally, a cool, refreshing sensation washed over her bare skin.

After forcefully squeezing her legs together (though her drooping skirt made it impossible for anyone to see anything underneath), Qingyu punched Old Li angrily, then darted back to her room with a strange yet swift gait. Qingyu

's small fist landed squarely on Old Li's shoulder, the spot where he had been hit by the barbell last time. A sharp pain shot through him, and Old Li gently pressed the injured area while glancing back at the pavilion not far from the clump of bamboo.

In the dim night, a somewhat lonely figure stood by a pillar in the pavilion. But Old Li's sudden turn in the lamplight made the person standing by the pillar instinctively move closer.

Yes, having witnessed the passionate intimacy under the bamboo, the lonely figure in the night felt a bittersweet mix of emotions. But Old Li's glance back made the figure tense: had someone discovered their quiet observation?

It's one thing to quietly appreciate something with mixed feelings, but it's quite another to have your inappropriate appreciation discovered. A dilemma instantly arises. As Old Li, seemingly oblivious, turns and goes inside, I secretly breathe a sigh of relief and walk listlessly towards my room.

My soon-to-be daughter, Xiao Ru, looks at Old Li with a scrutinizing expression, while my daughter, Xiao Zhu, simply pouts and gives her father a disapproving look. Seeing Fei'er's somewhat helpless gaze, Old Li, who had just entered the room, gestured to Fei'er and walked over to the two girls.

"Zhu'er, will you still sleep with your sister Qing Yu and the others tonight?"

Sitting down beside his daughter, Old Li asked with a slight smile.

"Hmph!" My

daughter turned her face away, practically turning her back to her father.

"Hehe..."

Seeing his daughter's expression, Old Li chuckled and glanced at Fei'er before saying, "If only Grandpa Zhu'er's little donkey were still here."

His seemingly random remark caused Fei'er to suddenly smile, while the two girls exchanged bewildered glances. One pouted, glancing sideways at her cryptic father, while the other simply looked at her soon-to-be father, wondering if he'd been blown away by the cold wind.

Suddenly, the soon-to-be daughter followed her father and Fei'er's gaze to her pouting lips, and from the three of them, she understood the meaning of her father's words. "Bad Daddy!" she cried, rushing into her father's arms.

Her father's chest was broad and strong, a place that held the deepest love for his daughter, and this profound love gently dispelled the pent-up emotions in her heart.

The overflowing affection between father and daughter touched Fei'er and Xiao Ru as well. For a moment, everything in the room seemed to stand still, except for the warmth of family.

Tie Yi and Tian Rong came in, saying they were there to ask their daughter Xiao Ru which room she would be sleeping in that night. Xiao Ru pulled Xiao Zhu aside and said she would go wherever her sister Xiao Zhu stayed.

But as soon as she said this, she realized that Xiao Zhu was telling her father that she wanted to spend the night with him, to have a good talk with him about her thoughts over the past few days.

Xiao Zhu wanted to be with her father… Realizing this, Xiao Ru's face flushed slightly. She scolded Xiao Zhu and then almost hid behind her mother.

There were indeed many things he needed to discuss with his daughter, and they needed to be discussed in depth. However, one night wouldn't be enough, and the amount of information his daughter was absorbing might create unnecessary obstacles. But given his daughter's eagerness, how could a father refuse?

"Come on, let's go tell your sister Qingyu. She's waiting for you."

His daughter was his precious treasure, so he would try his best to fulfill her every request, except for things he couldn't do himself.

Fei'er, Tian Rong, and Tie Yi exchanged glances as Old Li and his daughter discussed the matter. This was understandable; the success of their conversation was crucial to the future peace of the family, so their concern was no less than Old Li's.

Pulling his daughter to her feet, Old Li gave the three seemingly unchanged women a knowing look before heading towards Qingyu's room with his daughter.

After the afternoon's rearrangements, Qingyu and Damei chose a duplex suite in the garden. Qingyu stayed in the left-hand room, and Damei in the right-hand room. When Lao Li and his daughter arrived at their door, the daughter didn't even knock before pushing the door open and entering.

Hearing the voices of the three girls inside (although Damei and Qingyu were adults, they were still children to Lao Li) for a while, Lao Li followed his daughter in.

Before he could even figure out what was going on, a loud shout rang in his ears. Damei darted back into her room, and before Lao Li could see his daughter loudly scolding her father for his recklessness. Qingyu, wearing a thin nightgown that barely concealed her body, sat there blushing and with her head bowed.

This little trap was definitely something his daughter had deliberately dug for him to fall into. But what exactly did she mean by setting such a trap? Not quite understanding, Old Li didn't dwell on it. He reached out and tapped his daughter's head, who was still insisting she wasn't right, and said, "Did you tell your sister Qingyu? If you did, go back now."

The father wasn't the flustered, embarrassed woman he'd imagined. His daughter, completely losing interest, was saying goodbye to Qingyu with extreme disappointment. But she didn't notice that at that moment, her father was using his eyes to gaze at Qingyu's thin nightgown, as if to say: Very pretty! Very pretty! I'll come back to see her again later!

Chapter 8: The water's muddy, you don't have to touch it (7)

"Is Aunt Fei'er here?"

From the outer living room came Qu Rou's inquiring voice. Fei'er glanced at her father-in-law, then got up to greet him. Old Li and his daughter exchanged glances and followed Fei'er into the living room.

Before even entering, Old Li could hear several people talking. The loudest voice belonged to Qu Rou. Not only was she seeing a grand mansion like those in movies and TV dramas, but she might also be staying there for a while. The young girl couldn't contain her excitement.

The one with the crisp voice was her sister-in-law, Yu Rong, who had escaped from their hiding place by the rockery. Judging from her tone, she had recovered from the ordeal.

The softer, slower voice belonged to Fei'er's mother, who was now answering Yu Rong's questions.

Although there were only three voices, Old Li sensed that besides Fei'er, there were definitely others in the living room. It must be getting late. But why wasn't anyone resting tonight? Was it just because everyone was excited about being in a new environment? Thinking this, Old Li didn't repeat his usual gesture of touching his nose; instead, he was scratching his head.

From birth until now, this house had always been very quiet (except for the children who regularly stayed at home). But since she went to study in the city for only one semester and hadn't been home much, the house had not only become so lively, but all the people making it lively were women! With a girl's sensitive heart, Xiao Zhu had been paying close attention to her father's every move since returning home. Sure enough, her father's subconscious action made her wonder why he seemed troubled, or rather, why he was worried about the woman who was suddenly living in their house. Something that could make her father worry! With this thought, Xiao Zhu was determined to find out who this person was.

"Uncle Li, your house is really big! I'm almost dizzy from all the walking!"

As soon as Old Li appeared at the living room door, the sharp-eyed Qu Rou spotted him and came over to Old Li and Xiao Zhu, saying this.

"Hehe...then you should stay a few more days, that way you won't feel dizzy."

The address "Uncle Li" made Old Li suddenly realize his age. As he responded to the little girl, his eyes unconsciously drifted towards Fei'er.

Hearing his niece address her father-in-law, Fei'er knew the old man would be suspicious. Sure enough, when her father-in-law looked at her, Fei'er smiled, as if to say: You promised to have me, you can't go back on your word!

Perhaps, Fei'er understood him best! Faced with his smiling, threatening daughter-in-law, the father-in-law wasn't angry at all; instead, he felt a warm glow in his heart, and a surge of affection for this little vixen grew within him. After

exchanging glances with his daughter-in-law, he quickly greeted his mother-in-law and Xie Yang. When he looked towards his sister-in-law, Old Li hurried over to greet her as well.

What made Old Li so concerned wasn't that his sister-in-law had done anything wrong, but rather that he had just noticed his sister-in-law's stepmother, Old Li's aunt, sitting next to her, smiling at him.

Accepting Old Li's courteous manner, the aunt told him directly that she had nothing to do for the next few days and was coming to stay with Yu Rong for a few days.

Although the aunt spoke politely, Old Li immediately understood. Seeing so many beautiful women suddenly moving into the house, and with his sister-in-law, with whom he had already made his feelings clear, she might be feeling threatened and had brought her stepmother along for support.

Thinking of this, Old Li, while talking to his aunt, would glance at her with a smile.

The sister-in-law, realizing her brother-in-law had seen through her intentions, suddenly felt uneasy. However, the thought of so many women living in her brother-in-law's house suddenly made her aware of the danger. Although she had finally confessed her feelings to her brother-in-law, and he had accepted her, she still sought help from her stepmother, whom her brother-in-law, Old Li, greatly respected, to support her in order to better secure her happiness. (Actually, the sister-in-law had gone to see her brother-in-law late at night to tell him that her stepmother was coming, but before she could say anything, she was scared away by Xiao Zhu and her two children.) So, her brother-in-law had seen through her little scheme. Suddenly, she abandoned her unease and gave him a fierce look: "I sent my stepmother to keep an eye on you!"

At his aunt's insistence, Old Li sat down next to her on a double sofa. As the woman in the cheongsam, Tie Yi, Xiao Ru, and Tian Rong entered, the conversation turned to the Li family's garden.

Indeed, such a large garden had survived so many years of vicissitudes; there must be many stories behind it. And of all the Li family members, only Old Li knew these stories. Therefore, everyone's interest was focused on him.

The Li family's residence was built during the prosperous mid-Qing Dynasty. Yet, the war between Hong Xiuquan's Taiping Heavenly Kingdom and the Qing government at the end of the Qing Dynasty didn't destroy it. It wasn't affected by the warlord conflicts of that period. Even when Japanese planes circled overhead and the troops of the Kuomintang and the Communist Party clashed, apart from a few rooms in the backyard being destroyed by bombs, the rest of the Li family's old house remained completely undamaged. When these questions were raised, no one could completely believe that heaven was protecting the Li family.

But these weren't the questions everyone really wanted to know. What they really wanted to know was how the Li family had managed to escape the calamities of so many political movements after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Old Li had only heard snippets of information from his grandfather since he could remember; all the other stories had been taken to the underworld by his grandfather to tell the Ten Kings of Hell.

Why hadn't his grandfather told him everything the Li family had experienced? Old Li was still full of questions. So when he was asked the same question and found himself clueless, all the curious women were deeply disappointed. Amidst a chorus of complaints that he knew nothing, and after Old Li had received countless eye-rolls, the group chatted listlessly for a while before dispersing.

There were many people staying at the Li family's house that night, and with more people, there was more mutual support. Furthermore, almost everyone had chosen to stay in the dozen or so duplex suites in the middle of the garden. So, tonight, only Old Li and his daughter were staying at the gatehouse, where he had lived for almost his entire life.

Well, the gatehouse is the gateway to a home. Such an important strategic location, responsible for protecting the home, shouldn't be guarded by a delicate woman if a grown man doesn't live there!

Old Li's current bedroom is where his grandfather used to live, and it's also the place where the Li family uses the most things from the past. For example, the bed Old Li sleeps in every day is a traditional eight-step bed with exquisite carvings and decorations.

Old Li's grandfather liked to sleep in this bed, and now Old Li likes to sleep in it too. A year ago, Fei'er also squeezed into this bed, and she uncontrollably fell in love with it. The reason isn't that this bed is necessarily more comfortable than other beds, but rather that the longer you stay in an enclosed eight-step bed, the more secrets you discover. What secrets? For example, the pleasures of the boudoir—what other bed offers more props than an eight-step bed?

As for Xiao Zhu, she's the person in the family who loves this bed the most besides her great-grandfather. When she was little, her great-grandfather would hum old lullabies and rock her to sleep on this bed. As she grew older, fearing she would be lonely, her father would often let her sleep in this bed, while he slept on a makeshift bed set up outside. It could be said that the subtle yet profound love that two generations of the Li family gave their child was evident in this eight-step bed.

Today, however, Xiaozhu wouldn't let her father sleep on the makeshift bed outside; she had so much to say to him.

But after putting on her pajamas and lying on this bed, Xiaozhu, with so much to say, found that she didn't need to say anything at all. Quietly holding her father's arm, she fell into a sweet sleep.

Old Li affectionately stroked his daughter's hair, gently pulled his arm away from her embrace, and placed her hands back under the covers. He tucked her in again, then quietly got out of bed.

It was already summer, and Old Li, still in his pajamas, walked through the garden to Qingyu's room. He tried pushing the slightly ajar door, and it opened. Knowing Qingyu slept in the room on the right side of the suite, Old Li closed the door and quietly entered.

The bedside lamp cast a soft glow. Qingyu leaned against the headboard, looking at Old Li standing before her, and Old Li looked back at her. Time flowed quietly, and the two of them gazed at each other in the silence, their eyes conveying unspoken questions.

Just one step away, the bed—one more step forward might mean a complete change in their relationship. Such a change is incredibly significant for both of them, especially after so many years apart. One has grown from a budding young girl into a vibrant young woman, while the other has moved from the prime of life to nearing fifty. The vicissitudes of life, the growth and changes in people's hearts—is it difficult for them to accept such a transformation upon their first reunion after so many years?

The difficulty lies in bringing what was hidden in the hazy budding emotions of youth into clarity in reality. This clarity requires a clearer understanding of everything and a rational conclusion.

Equally difficult is that the little girl who once caused him the most frustration with his daughter is now radiant with youthful beauty. Although she left a deep impression on him back then, the changes over the years have made Old Li, now fully aware and re-evaluating everything, determined to make a responsible commitment to Qingyu.

Because emotional wounds are most likely to cause lifelong suffering, Old Li cannot allow Qingyu to suffer such torment.

From girl to woman, Qingyu's face under the bedside lamp still vaguely resembled her childhood self. In just a few hours of contact each day, Lao Li knew Qingyu retained her childlike nature, only now possessed a greater maturity.

Time makes a man more mature, but it hasn't changed him much. If anything has changed, it's that this man has begun to appreciate women. But why would a man who understands how to appreciate women make him feel a little afraid? And why, amidst this slight fear, would he be so attentive to every glance he gave him? He didn't know, and couldn't explain it. He would simply look at him, letting him give him an explanation that would put his mind at ease.

Some people's eyes, having seen countless people, will display countless different expressions. Therefore, everyone who has seen them has witnessed their unpredictable and ever-changing gaze. Others, from the first time they meet, to their reunion years later, will find their peace unchanged, offering a long-lost sense of security.

Perhaps after experiencing more and seeking solace for a long time, one will realize that all they need is something as simple as peace of mind.

Time, like soft lamplight, may have softened and dissolved the distance that would have remained for so long, or perhaps even forever, finally crossed under the pull of their gazes.

Old Li smiled, walked to the bedside, and sat down. Qingyu's eyes widened slightly, a gentle reproach: Did I agree to let you sit? Even as she expressed her slight displeasure, she didn't forget to tuck her feet under the covers a little more, making room for Old Li.

When someone sits on one side of the bed, there must be a considerable amount of space on the other side. This space is more than enough for someone to sit, but if there's extra space after sitting down, then it's definitely not just for sitting! With this understanding, the moment Old Li's bottom touched the bed, he threw off his slippers and climbed onto the bed. He's really

taking advantage of her! Qingyu, already annoyed that Old Li had unwittingly sat down on her bedside, was even more astonished than before she cried out.

It was Old Li! He figured that since he was already on the bed, how could he not be covered? So, he quickly pulled back the covers, climbed in, and sat down on the headboard just like her.

Pushing her away was futile, and trying to get her out of the way, Qingyu, panting heavily, protested in vain. Just as she was about to try and negotiate with the now shameless Old Li, he seized the opportunity and pulled her tightly into his arms before she could even speak.

Two small hands were firmly grasped by a pair of large hands. Her little face was turned away as much as she could, but the shameless Old Li still managed to pin her down against the pillow. Her body was pressed down, her legs were wrapped around him, and her little mouth, which had just opened to scold Old Li, was silenced by his large mouth after a series of soft moans.

A wild kiss, fiery breath, the pressure and caress of a man's strong body—Qingyu gradually gave up all resistance and began to relearn the kissing techniques she had just learned at Fengweizhu. "Don't...don't move! Or I...I won't let you sleep here!"

Clutching her nightgown tightly, also trying to block Old Li's large hand from reaching her chest, Qingyu gave him her most severe threat of the night.

"I'll just put it outside the clothes."

Not leaving any room for his large hand on her chest, Old Li explained his intentions to Qingyu while placing his large hand on her lower abdomen.

"No, no! You...don't...take it away! Or...uh...ah..."

The hot, large hand on her lower abdomen was restless. While firmly maintaining her stance, Qingyu also had to turn her threat into a concrete action. However, her actions, like the unspoken words, were completely ineffective. It was the same pajamas

, but the same clothes meant a significant decrease in the body's protective strength. So, when Old Li used his large mouth to cover Qingyu's mouth again, the pajamas, after only a few rubs from his large hands, had already compromised a section of their protective function.

It's said that pajamas should be worn for the perfect look, but for someone like Qingyu who dislikes wearing them to bed, once the pajamas' protection is breached, it's like losing half the protective barrier.

And so, Old Li's large hand, preparing for another assault, realized just as it was gathering strength, why the ancients liked to use the idiom "straight to the heart of the enemy" when leading an army into battle. ...

Satisfied yet exhausted, with a hint of pain, as Old Li finished the final cleaning of her garden with his big mouth and long tongue, Qingyu nestled back into Old Li's arms and told him about the first thing she wanted to do upon her return.

The vocational school, separated from No. 33 Middle School by only a wall, was nominally under the jurisdiction of No. 33 Middle School, but this was merely a temporary measure by the Beicheng Education Bureau to shirk its responsibilities. Other key ownership rights, such as land use rights, remained firmly in the hands of the Beicheng Education Bureau. Qingyu was telling Old Li that she wanted to manipulate the Beicheng Education Bureau to transfer all ownership rights of the original vocational school to No. 33 Middle School, and then, under the guise of No. 33 Middle School's expansion, to exchange these rights for ownership of No. 33 Middle School. However,

two conditions were needed: firstly, No. 33 Middle School should ideally achieve good results in both the college entrance examination and the middle school entrance examination. This would change people's impression of No. 33 Middle School due to improved performance, leading to a recovery in its student population. Once student enrollment recovers, the school's expansion can be proposed naturally, and in this way, it won't attract too much attention later.

Another task, directly related to No. 33 Middle School, involves the fact that 80% of the school's construction was funded by the Aluminum Group and several other companies. However, since construction began, there has been no clear explanation for any of these investments—whether they were donations or investments is unclear. These issues have become an obstacle for the Beicheng Education Bureau in taking over No. 33 Middle School but failing to manage it effectively. Now is the time to clarify everything, otherwise unexpected changes may occur.

Qingyu didn't express any difficulty in completely transferring the vocational school to No. 33 Middle School, but clarifying the school's ownership structure was a real challenge. The Aluminum Group and others are state-owned enterprises, and their leadership has changed countless times over the years. Few people know the nature of each investment in No. 33 Middle School. Should they have to go through all the previous leaders to verify everything?

After arriving at No. 33 Middle School, Lao Li was also troubled by this situation. Yes, you are given something, but you don't know who it belongs to, or what you want to do with it. What should you do if people come looking for you? In response to this situation, an idea gradually formed in Lao Li's mind: no matter what kind of investment these people have made in No. 33 Middle School, No. 33 Middle School should exchange it with them in the form of equal shares.

Share exchange! No. 33 Middle School's shares? Could it be that all these investments are counted as shares and exchanged with the investors? But where are the shares that No. 33 Middle School can exchange with them in the form of equal shares? Could it be...

Chapter 8: The water is muddy, it's okay not to touch it (8)

The equal shares were left by Lao Li's grandfather. They were internal shares issued when the aluminum plant implemented the shareholding system reform. At that time, the employees inside the aluminum plant had a low level of understanding of stocks, so Lao Li's grandfather acquired many internal shares issued to the aluminum plant employees at a relatively high price through some channels. Old Li himself was an employee of the aluminum plant at the time, and he had also acquired some shares (though he wasn't as shrewd as his grandfather, and his offer was significantly higher). When the aluminum plant was restructured into a listed company, after the shares were recertified and redistributed, the shares held by Old Li and his grandfather were valued at 11% of the original shares of the aluminum group. In other words, Old Li now holds 11% of the aluminum group's shares. Currently, the aluminum group is not doing well, but his 11% stake, when converted, definitely exceeds his entire investment in No. 33 Middle School. If Old Li's share swap can be realized, it's equivalent to Old Li using his shares to exchange for the entire hardware facilities of No. 33 Middle School from the aluminum group (because land use rights cannot be obtained from the aluminum group). The aluminum group is facing difficulties, but such a large state-owned enterprise will eventually recover. What about No. 33 Middle School? Its current situation doesn't seem much better than the aluminum group's. So, all this back and forth, Old Li's deal is not doing very well!

However, that wasn't what Qingyu wanted to say right now. She suddenly sat up from Lao Li's arms, almost pointing her finger at him as she scolded him: "What were you thinking! Why didn't you pay attention to the changes in the aluminum group's stock! With so many shares, why didn't you apply to become a director! You..."

The naked woman's eyes gleamed in the soft light as she moved excitedly. It was almost impossible to hear what she was saying. Lao Li pounced on her like a hungry tiger, and with another gasp from her, he pinned her down on the bed.

After another round of valiant struggle, the woman, pinned down by Lao Li, bit his thick earlobe with her small mouth, then clung tightly to his neck, spreading her legs as wide as possible.

Yes, anyway, Old Li's big thing was going to penetrate her little hole again. Rather than having her legs tightly closed and letting that big thing hurt when it entered, it was better to relax by spreading her legs first, so that it wouldn't hurt too much when it first entered!

A burning sensation entered, and with this burning sensation, she fell into madness. The arrival of madness made her forget the repression, forget the restraint, forget everything...

Her daughter was still sleeping sweetly. Old Li kissed her cheek again and quietly lay down beside her.

As soon as she lay down, her sleeping daughter seemed to sense her father's return. She curled up and hugged her father's arm, making a few muffled sounds before falling asleep again in her father's arm.

At first, he thought his daughter had been woken up, but seeing that she was still sleeping, Old Li's heart couldn't help but tremble gently. He reached out and gently stroked his daughter's soft hair.

His son lost his mother, and his daughter was as if she had no mother either. So, over the years, these two children were the softest spot in Old Li's heart. Giving them his utmost care was all Old Li could do for them, but no matter how hard he tried as a father, his love could never replace their yearning for a mother's love.

He couldn't give them a complete family, nor could he let them enjoy the complete love of both parents like other children. As a father, Old Li always felt he owed his children a great deal. But whether it was giving them his utmost care or trying to make up for what he owed them, Old Li gave his two children his deepest paternal love, without letting that love become spoiling.

Because of this, his son's growth was once his pride, but his son's final choice left the father with even more helplessness amidst heartache. Yes, sons grow up and are no longer under their father's control; a father can't stay by his children's side forever. And what about his daughter now? Thinking of his daughter, and comparing her to his son, a sudden emptiness welled up inside Old Li, frightening him. He was truly afraid that one day his daughter would leave him silently, just like his son, leaving him nowhere to be found again.

Thinking this, Old Li's hand, which was stroking his daughter's hair, trembled slightly. He involuntarily pulled his arm away from her embrace and held her tightly in his arms. His

daughter stirred slightly in her father's arms, finding a more comfortable spot in the crook of his shoulder, and then drifted off into a sweet dream.

Except for Qingyu and Damei, everyone living in Old Li's garden had gathered at the table for breakfast. The atmosphere was good with so many people, but preparing breakfast for so many was no easy task. Fei'er was currently on leave, so she could do more of the housework, but what would happen when she went back to work in a few days? With these concerns in mind, Old Li quietly discussed with Fei'er during breakfast whether to hire one or more housekeepers or similar staff so that they wouldn't have to worry about household chores when everyone was busy. Old Li

's idea was probably correct, but Fei'er gave her father-in-law a very disdainful look and then announced what he had told her to everyone. As a result, all the women eating breakfast at the table (of course, regardless of age) started saying that Old Li didn't want them to live at home. "If all of us women lived at home, couldn't we even keep the house tidy? You, a man, should just go to work. Why are you worrying about these things?"

While they were disdaining Old Li, all the women had already roughly drawn up a household chores schedule, and then, when they turned around, they gave Old Li another lecture.

He prepared breakfast for everyone, thinking that the women wouldn't have to worry about these things while he was away. But who knew that in the end, this well-intentioned old man realized that no matter how he looked in the mirror, he looked exactly like Zhu Bajie, the second disciple of Tang Sanzang.

His good intentions didn't yield good results. Not only did old Li look like Zhu Bajie, but his belly space was definitely on par with Zhu Bajie's. So, faced with the women's chorus of complaints, old Li chuckled and swallowed them down like mouthfuls of stinky tofu for breakfast.

Old Li, engrossed in his breakfast, was unaware that his behavior at the breakfast table had greatly attracted the attention of two women. The reason for their attention wasn't anything else, but rather that they both shared the same thought: this guy seemed to have a pretty good temper, but they wondered how to get this lump of clay to get even a little bit angry!

Indeed, what earth-shattering things could a very good-tempered person do when their temper flared? But then again, if this good-tempered guy did something truly extraordinary, what would the person who provoked that temper think about it?

Arriving at school, Old Li, as usual, first went to his own class, and before leaving, he stopped by the corner where Yueyue and Baixue sat, giving the two girls another 'focus' warning before moving on to the senior class.

Tomorrow was the senior class's college entrance exam. Seeing the classroom emptied in preparation for the exam, Old Li was momentarily lost in thought. For decades now, after the students sitting here finished their last exam, many of their future paths have changed dramatically. But who can say for sure which of these changes will be the choice without regret?

What you gain here, you lose there. No one can live a perfect life. Relatively speaking, if you don't waver because of choices between gains and losses, you should be able to get by. But many people aspire to achieve their inner convictions, yet these convictions often slip through their fingers. So, let's try to see convictions from a different perspective! Thinking this, Old Li heard someone calling him from behind. He chuckled at his inexplicable reflection and shook his head, turning around to look.

It was Dong Na and Tian Rong. They said that people from the Education Bureau would be coming to inspect the exam rooms soon and post exam numbers in each room. However, the people Tian Rong wanted Old Li to greet weren't them. He was going to greet the players and coaching staff of the Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team, who were playing their second friendly match against their school's women's basketball team.

Practice makes perfect. When Lao Li met the Tiancheng women's basketball team again, the men were already chatting and laughing, and the women, no longer shy, were also relaxed and friendly. Amidst the laughter and conversation, they arrived at the court from yesterday's game.

Coach Mi was still leading the Tiancheng players to change into their uniforms, while the Tiancheng coach was still pestering Lao Li, asking about Ya Rou and Zhang Nan's details.

Remarking on the coach's persistence, Lao Li simply told her to talk to the school's women's team members herself later; wouldn't that clarify things?

Thankful for Lao Li's understanding, the Tiancheng women's basketball coach turned her eager eyes towards the direction where the No. 33 Middle School women's team members had come out.

The school's women's team members arrived on the court first. Lao Li greeted the Tiancheng team leader and then walked towards his team, who were beginning their warm-up practice.

Yuanyuan sat on the players' rest bench by the court. Old Li went directly to her side and began checking her foot injury. After removing the bandages and splint, her ankle, now completely subsided, was undetectable as it still bore traces of dark brown ointment.

Opening the first-aid kit Coach Mi had brought, he first cleaned the brown ointment from Yuanyuan's ankle with saline solution, revealing her pale ankle, which, though less swollen, appeared paler than the rest of her leg.

Holding her injured ankle, Old Li meticulously examined it, gently asking Yuanyuan about her reaction. The sight of the man she loved, so focused and tender, was deeply imprinted in Yuanyuan's heart, and a surge of tenderness welled up within her. She wanted him to cherish her like this forever, she wanted to hold him tightly, to touch every part of his body! Yuanyuan suppressed all the stirrings of emotion within her heart, gently answering Lao Li's every question, basking in the tender care of a man.

The ankle examination was essentially complete. After reapplying medication to the injury, Lao Li simply used a bandage to immobilize Yuanyuan's ankle. He gave Yuanyuan some instructions, and the players from both teams finished their warm-up exercises and began preparing for the upcoming match. However, Yuanyuan stopped Lao Li from standing up, saying she wasn't feeling well and needed to go back to the dormitory.

Before Lao Li could respond to Yuanyuan's suggestion, Fanghua, who happened to be passing by, immediately offered to help Yuanyuan up, pleading with Lao Li for assistance.

Old Li knew exactly what the girls were thinking, and he hadn't had much time to spend with them these past few days because of family matters. However, the current situation didn't allow him the time or place to be with them. So, Old Li helped Fanghua put Yuanyuan in her wheelchair and whispered his plans in Yuanyuan's ear. He

planned to have all the team players come to his house that evening. Training needed a balance of intensity and relaxation; after such intense training and matches, a little relaxation at home in a family atmosphere was beneficial. He also hoped the girls would prepare their rooms for their future stays at home.

Yuanyuan was overjoyed and almost cried out, but Huimin, who wasn't scheduled to play, was beside the wheelchair. When she saw Yuanyuan's mouth wide open, she quickly grabbed one of Yuanyuan's socks from beside the wheelchair and stuffed it into Yuanyuan's mouth. (Hehe, it's all because Yuanyuan felt uncomfortable wearing a sock on her other, uninjured foot, so she took it off and put it on the armrest of her wheelchair. Now Huimin just happened to be using it as a handkerchief.) Luckily, the socks were washed clean last night, and Yuanyuan had only worn them for less than ten minutes and hadn't done much exercise. So, while it was a little hard for Yuanyuan to accept being gagged by her own socks, she wasn't too bothered by smell or taste; in fact, she could smell the faint fragrance of laundry detergent.

If it were anyone else who made her feel uncomfortable, Yuanyuan would have been furious even sitting in her wheelchair. But when she opened her eyes wide and saw it was Huimin, she instantly lost her temper and could only turn to Lao Li for help, asking him to stand up for her and get revenge.

Huimin and Yuanyuan were natural enemies, but somehow Huimin had Yuanyuan completely under her thumb from the start. Previously, Tian Tian would occasionally help Yuanyuan who was always "offending" people, but now Lao Li was the one smoothing things over for her more often. Sure enough, from an angle no one could see, Lao Li slapped Huimin on the buttocks, making a loud thud, thus venting Yuanyuan's pent-up frustration.

On the court, the No. 33 Middle School girls' team continued to refine their formation and practice tactics, further adapting to their opponent's strong and aggressive style of play. Meanwhile, the Tiancheng girls' basketball team focused on assessing individual player abilities, emphasizing individual attacks over teamwork and showcasing individual skills more than collective offense. The first half quickly passed, and the Tiancheng girls' basketball team, despite their somewhat monotonous style, began to gain the upper hand again. Indeed, due to the different training methods and directions, the players, trained almost professionally, showed a significant advantage in ability compared to amateur teams.

Such a gap cannot be closed in a day or two, or even in just a few games. However, judging from the current development of middle school girls' basketball, if every opponent that No. 33 Middle School faces in the future has one or two players like those currently in the league, then No. 33 Middle School's girls' basketball team will be able to compete. Therefore, Coach Li and the coaching staff have only one goal: to teach the players to have help defense and teamwork on offense when facing such opponents.

In the second half, Tiancheng Girls' Basketball Team maintained their advantage, but this advantage was not extended until the end of the game. This situation might not mean much to No. 33 Middle School, but for Tiancheng Girls' Basketball Team, it was a matter of great importance. Everyone knows the difference between professional and amateur training, and in just one day, an amateur team had the ability to compete with a professional team. The coaching staff of Tiancheng Girls' Basketball Team also began to take the next two games seriously.

This is understandable. Even if Tiancheng wanted to scout reserve players, they would never have thought of coming to No. 33 Middle School to scout while playing a game. It was the city that specifically sought support from Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team to help No. 33 Middle School better prepare for the provincial middle school basketball tournament. Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team had just gathered their trial players when this task came along. So, thinking that even if they weren't direct opponents, they could still get some experience, Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team generously brought all their trial players along, and even sent an assistant manager to accompany them during the first game.

To be honest, after these two games, it's still unclear which trial players Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team has successfully assessed. However, their third-tier coach has developed a strong interest in Ya Rou and Zhang Nan from No. 33 Middle School's girls' team. Sure enough, right after the game, she dragged Lao Li along to find these two players. "

I won't participate in professional games!" Ya Rou refused very decisively when facing Tiancheng Women's Basketball Team's third-tier coach.

If my dad said I wanted to pursue a career in basketball after high school, I would consider joining a professional team. Zhang Nan wasn't as direct as Ya Rou, but this answer was tantamount to rejecting the invitation from the Tiancheng Women

's Basketball coach. I've never been rejected like this before! Especially by a student from a school that's not doing well! You know, joining the Tiancheng Women's Basketball team means you could potentially become a star in the national professional women's basketball scene, and maybe even represent your country on the world stage! Perhaps when such an opportunity is given to many, few people would pass it up? But in less than ten minutes, two people simultaneously gave up this opportunity. The Tiancheng Women's Basketball coach never expected this result!

Disappointed and confused (perhaps with a bit of ungratefulness), the Tiancheng Women's Basketball coach turned her gaze to the school principal standing beside her.

Ya Rou could come to No. 33 Middle School to regain face after a loss, and she could desperately intensify her physical training to shatter her dignity. However, a girl like her was destined not to belong on the real court, because basketball was just a hobby for her, an embellishment in her life. After this period passed, she would return to her original life.

But Zhang Nan was different. She said she wanted her father to make a decision for her, but the father she was referring to was herself. In other words, she was asking for his attitude, his attitude towards the choices he had made for her life! This seemingly simple attitude made him feel its weight, and he could not avoid it at all. No matter what obstacles lay ahead, he had to shoulder them.

A person can give up many things, but some things cannot be betrayed, even if it means paying the most terrible price in the future. He could not betray this expectation.

Smiling at Zhang Nan, it was a promise to her. Smiling at Tiancheng's female coach, Lao Li was telling her that he could not interfere with the girl's decision.

Of the three people present, why didn't Lao Li first give his opinion on his own decision? So, waiting for Lao Li to give her an answer, Ya Rou directly said to him, "Teacher Li, I strained my lower back muscle while I was on the field. Could you treat it for me?"

This strong-willed girl had been exhausted in the first few days after arriving, and even when Lao Li offered to massage her, she still seemed ungrateful. This was the first time Ya Rou had proactively expressed her feelings like this. Lao Li, who was tasked with treating Ya Rou, understood that he hadn't properly considered the order of his words, causing Ya Rou some misunderstanding.

Upon first touching Ya Rou's body, Lao Li's first impression was that she was quite plump. After a period of intense training, Ya Rou was still plump, but now her soft plumpness had gained a certain elasticity.

The massage began with Ya Rou's shoulders and back. Even when he reached the lower back muscle that Ya Rou mentioned seemed to be strained, Lao Li didn't use any special techniques. After finishing the massage of the waist and hip area, just as Lao Li was about to start over, Ya Rou, who had been lying on the mat without making a sound, tilted her head slightly and said, "Teacher Li, I want to relax my whole body."

The plump Ya Rou had never asked Lao Li to massage her before, and even when Lao Li did massage her, it was only limited to her waist and back. Now, with Ya Rou making another request, Lao Li, who was still obeying orders, couldn't help but look at Ya Rou's big buttocks, which were sticking up even when she was lying on the mat. Chapter

8

: The water is muddy, it's okay not to touch it (9)

"Ya Rou, your buttocks are what you call a woman's buttocks!"

Before Lao Li's eyes could leave Ya Rou's big buttocks, Yu Lian, who had just sat down on the other side of Ya Rou, praised her and slapped Ya Rou's buttocks.

"You damned lotus! Get out of here! I'm not feeling well today, I'm not in the mood to deal with you, you shameless brat!"

Ever since Yu Lian and Ya Rou became sworn sisters after Yuan Yuan was injured, Yu Lian's harassment of Ya Rou like today has happened almost every day. If Ya Rou weren't lying on the mat, the two sisters would probably be fighting again. But Ya Rou wasn't in the mood today, so she just threatened Yu Lian, this crazy girl, and didn't move an inch while lying on the mat.

"Hey! Our 'Elephant' (Ya Rou, who is tall and strong, and is often affectionately called 'older sister' by her) has her days when she's not feeling well! Hehe... Dad, quickly give our 'Elephant' sister a good massage, we can't let our precious 'Elephant' collapse like this!" Ya Rou had only experienced this state a few days during the initial period of intensive physical training, but she hadn't had any similar issues since adapting. Although Yu Lian was a bit crazy, she still cared a lot about each of her teammates. Seeing that Ya Rou seemed a little listless, she was surprised, but after giving Old Li some instructions, she also took the opportunity to lie down next to Ya Rou on the mat, touching Ya Rou's forehead and cheeks to give her a preliminary check-up.

Her forehead wasn't too hot, and her slightly flushed cheeks were a normal reaction after exercise, so Ya Rou must be feeling unwell for some other reason. With this initial assessment, Yu Lian whispered in Ya Rou's ear to ask...

"Hehe... Sister, is your period here?"

"No, it just started a few days ago..."

"Then have you been training too much these past few days?"

"No, we've all been..."

"Is it because you haven't been eating well, or haven't you been resting enough?"

"No, I've been with everyone these past few days..."

"Hehe... Sister, are you... feeling... in your heart?"

"Get lost! You're the one feeling... in your heart! I'm the one..."

"Hehe... I'm telling you, sister, if you have someone on your heart, then you have someone! Come on, tell me, who is it? If it's because of him that our 'flesh' is like this, we'll go and get revenge for you!"

"Go away! Only a crazy girl like you would be so infatuated! The one who can make my heart flutter hasn't..."

One voice was slightly louder, and the pitch was steady enough for Old Li to hear clearly. The other voice was not loud to begin with, especially at crucial moments, it would whisper in the other's ear, so Old Li could never hear what was said at the end. Even though he couldn't hear or hear, Old Li didn't delay his massage and relaxation for Ya Rou at all. He had already finished relaxing the muscles in Ya Rou's calves and upper body. Perhaps he was a little distracted by the two girls' banter, because Old Li's big hands, as if he was used to relaxing Yu Lian and the others, started massaging Ya Rou's upper body.

The high-intensity training had burned off a significant amount of excess fat in Ya Rou's body. However, this naturally gifted girl, even with less body fat, still possessed a remarkably soft and elastic physique, which was truly admirable, both in appearance and in touch.

The part of this soft yet elastic body that best represented these characteristics was the area Old Li was currently massaging.

Her plump, youthful buttocks trembled when pressed and shook when massaged, and in this trembling, the flesh of her entire back seemed to dance along. Yet, this trembling of the girl's body didn't evoke the uncomfortable feeling of obesity; on the contrary, this seemingly naturally dancing body made the description of "plump" and "obese" incredibly easy.

Yes, a youthful girl who was full-figured but not fat, yet not ostentatious, truly made one marvel at the Creator's favor.

"Dad, I'm not feeling well either. Could you give me a massage like this?"

Old Li clenched his fist and tapped Ya Rou's back muscles with a light, rhythmic sound like galloping hooves. Yu Lian, who had been whispering with Ya Rou on the mat, turned her head slightly and spoke to Old Li in a somewhat lazy voice.

When the other three girls first joined the school's girls' team, Yu Lian and the others only called Old Li "Dad" when they were alone with him. Now that the girls in the team had gotten along well, Yu Lian and the others no longer hesitated to call Old Li "Dad" in front of Ya Rou and the other three girls.

In terms of age, Old Li could easily be the father of any of the girls in the school's girls' team. However, what puzzled and intrigued Ya Rou was why her former teammates all called Old Li "Dad." Could there be a little-known story behind this way of addressing him? So, Ya Rou, who had been wanting to know the story for several days, whispered in Yu Lian's ear, who was now getting a massage from Old Li, that she wanted to know the story.

Yu Lian looked mysterious and smug, but refused to reveal the origin or development of the story. The more mysterious Yu Lian seemed, the more Ya Rou wanted to know the secret. Yu Lian's suspense grew stronger, but Ya Rou, who had never been one to beg, started pleading with Yu Lian in a soft, gentle voice. Was she hoarding

a rare commodity? Waiting for a better price? Or was she keeping the secret for Old Master Guan? Yu Lian rarely saw Ya Rou like this; she even swayed her head in self-satisfaction.

"Tch—tell me if you want, who do you think wants to know!"

Ya Rou huffed at Yu Lian, then rolled onto her back on the mat, ignoring Yu Lian who was still swaying her head.

People are sometimes like that. There's a saying that a donkey has a stubborn streak; it won't move if you lead it, but it'll run fast once you're on its back! Yu Lian didn't know if her temperament was similar to a donkey's, but now that Ya Rou was annoyed and ignoring her, she was practically begging Ya Rou to tell her the secret she was about to reveal.

So, one pleaded, the other acted coy, and even as Old Li's massage of Yu Lian was nearing its end, the story still hadn't gotten to the point.

Seeing that Old Li was about to stop and leave, Ya Rou, unwilling to give up her thirst for the story, finally relented to Yu Lian's request and let her tell her what was so special about it.

"You really want to know?"

Seeing that her pleading had worked, Yu Lian whispered in Ya Rou's ear, seeking confirmation.

"Yes!"

Ya Rou nodded eagerly, wanting to know the inside story.

"Well..."

Yu Lian, lying on the mat, saw Ya Rou's eagerness. With the smug satisfaction of a fish finally taking the bait, Yu Lian glanced at Ya Rou's expectant face with a feigned hesitation, as if she wanted to say something but it would be earth-shattering. Waiting for Ya Rou's anticipation to grow even stronger, Yu Lian said, "Well, there are conditions to what I said."

Girls usually like to add conditions when they're trying to create anticipation. And among girls, these conditions are usually limited to a snack, or at most, something they really want. Following this pattern, Ya Rou didn't mince words and said, "Okay, Lianzi, just tell me. I'll agree to whatever you ask."

"You really agree to anything?"

Yu Lian seemed unsure of Ya Rou's verbal promise and cautiously sought confirmation.

"Oh, when have I ever gone back on my word! As long as you say it, I promise I'll do whatever you say!"

Decisiveness was a hallmark of Ya Rou's character, and she was even more unambiguous now.

"Seeing how determined you are to know, I'll tell you then, but we have a deal. You have to agree to my conditions first, then I'll tell you."

Yu Lian, her face serious, brought up the pre-payment, post-delivery agreement.

"Okay, I promise I'll agree to what you say."

Ya Rou not only agreed, but she also leaned forward, pressing herself close to Yu Lian.

"Hehe..."

Yu Lian, seemingly pleased with her plan, whispered a laugh in Ya Rou's ear.

You pervert! Ya Rou's expression suddenly changed at the sound of Yu Lian's whisper. She shoved the somewhat bewildered Yu Lian away, threw down a sentence, and got up and left. Meanwhile, Old Li, who had been massaging the two girls while watching them play, slapped Yu Lian's bottom, laughed, and stood up and left.

To be honest, Yu Lian's request wasn't particularly difficult. She was simply drooling over Ya Rou's ample breasts, which were even more impressive than Zhang Nan's. She just wanted to touch them, but not only did her request not go as planned, Ya Rou stormed off in anger, and even Old Li gave her a light punishment before leaving. Getting up from the mat, Yu Lian was puzzled and frustrated. She couldn't understand why Ya Rou was so angry when Ya Rou's breasts were indeed quite impressive, and she had only wanted to measure their size.

Actually, it wasn't that Yu Lian didn't understand. A light, teasing joke between girls wouldn't normally make Ya Rou truly angry. However, Ya Rou had sometimes had unpleasant experiences because of these breasts, which were sometimes an eyesore. Yu Lian's request touched on this sensitive topic, hence Ya Rou's reaction.

To be honest, Ya Rou has something on her mind, so it's understandable that she's upset. But as her father, Lao Li, why are you blaming Yu Lian? Do you even know about Ya Rou's unhappiness?

"Teacher Li, I pulled a muscle in my calf on the court just now, and it hurts a bit. Could you take a look?"

Smiling, Lao Li left Yu Lian, and someone called him from his right. He stopped and saw it was the little black girl from the Third Middle School calling him. With a smile that hadn't faded, Lao Li walked over to the little black girl, who was sitting on another mat, hugging her right leg.

Previously, Yu Lian was the tireless runner on the team, but since the little black girl arrived and underwent intensive physical training, she seemed poised to replace Yu Lian as the team's other tireless runner. Unlike Yu Lian, this little black girl's outstanding quality was her agile ball control skills, which amazed Lao Li. And the biggest difference between them was her quiet, almost silent personality.

She always wore the clean sportswear she arrived in, but the newly issued competition uniforms (two sets per person, purchased by the Municipal Education Bureau for the provincial competition for the girls' team of No. 33 Middle School) were never worn. Even the training uniforms issued at the same time were never seen worn by the young girl.

She almost never ate snacks, and always kept her plates and bowls spotless at mealtimes, never wasting a single grain of food. Despite coming from a rural family on the outskirts of the city, she was one of the ten students in the entire No. 3 Middle School to receive a top-tier scholarship, and

she was also the one that No. 3 Middle School and several other teachers had the least trouble tutoring when it came to the girls' team. Among the entire team, Tian Tian and Ya Rou were usually seen walking beside her, but most of the time, she was seen sitting quietly alone under the maple trees on campus.

Her somewhat lonely figure touched people's hearts, and it was with this feeling that No. 3 Middle School always greeted this girl, whose dark skin shone with the purity of a lotus flower, with a smile.

Every time she saw Lao Li, the little black girl would smile slightly, but as time went by, a hint of shyness would unconsciously appear on her smiling face.

Today was the first time the little black girl had taken the initiative to come since joining the No. 33 Middle School girls' team, so Lao Li intuitively knew that the leg she was clutching must be in great pain for her to say that. It was this intuition that made Lao Li feel a little worried even while smiling.

After a thorough examination lasting more than ten minutes, all the team members stood beside the little black girl. Their concerned eyes, until Lao Li confirmed that the little black girl's right leg was not seriously injured, finally revealed an uncontrollable joy in each pair of eyes.

Yes, the little black girl's often lonely figure under the maple tree, with its subtle touch to people's hearts, was something that Lao Li could not only feel.

Human hearts need to be touched, but once touched, we must not let that touch be forgotten so quickly.

After treating the girl's right leg, and also giving her a full-body relaxation session, when Yu Lian, usually a bit oblivious, rushed forward to help the girl try walking, Old Li smiled from the bottom of his heart.

The food at the No. 33 Middle School cafeteria wasn't the best, but its home-style dishes made it a favorite among the school's teachers and students. So when Old Li arrived at the school cafeteria a little late, there were no empty seats.

Some students stood up to offer Old Li their seats, and others gestured for him to come over. So Old Li thanked the students who offered him their seats and walked over to the table that had invited him.

This was a table where the school's younger teachers often sat, but today Tie Yi and Tian Rong were also sitting there with them. Seeing Old Li come over, the people at the table squeezed together to make room for him, and Old Li sat down next to Tian Rong.

Sitting at a table with the two leaders of the school, the young teachers not only didn't show any restraint, but on the contrary, they really enjoyed sitting with them. This was because Old Li was like a kind and humorous elder in a family, and Tian Rong was increasingly becoming like a caring and cheerful older sister. So, while the young teachers respected them greatly, they were also willing to interact with them more.

From Old Li's perspective, he believed that a teacher and a principal were only different in their work, but essentially the same. He also viewed those around him with the same perspective, which earned him good interpersonal relationships both in life and at work.

Tian Rong, on the other hand, came from the high-pressure environment of the Third Municipal High School, which initially made her somewhat unaccustomed to the more relaxed interpersonal relationships at the Thirty-Three Middle School. However, as she adjusted her mindset and integrated herself more into the environment, she genuinely loved working there. Sometimes, she even wanted to stay at the school and forget about the colorful world outside.

Life doesn't forget anyone, so all sorts of things always unexpectedly come your way, regardless of your state of mind. Maintaining a certain composure amidst life's ups and downs might be difficult for ordinary people, but losing that composure would probably make life even more tiring. So now, whenever her mood fluctuates, Tian Rong always looks at Lao Li, hoping to find support in his unwavering calmness, allowing her to face everything around her with an open heart.

Watching Lao Li and his colleagues even use a piece of pork rib to create a story, Tian Rong smiled slightly and couldn't help but gently nudge Lao Li's leg under the table.

The story about the pork rib started with Dong Qin, who was sitting right next to Lao Li. However, when Lao Li, who was leading the discussion, included Dong Qin in the story alongside the pork rib, Dong Qin, smiling, didn't forget to retaliate by lightly bumping Lao Li's leg under the table.

Hehe... Interestingly, Tian Rong was also nudging Lao Li's leg. Sure enough, with a few bumps, their cars collided. The difference was that Dong Qin, like playful teasing with a friend while driving, used the rear of her car to flick the other car's front and sped away without looking back. But Tian Rong, if she had deliberately slowed down, clearly saw the person riding alongside her being playfully teased.

Was this teasing a spur-of-the-moment thing? Or was it something more meaningful? Before Tian Rong could figure it out, Lao Li's hand, which had been hanging under the table, rested on her knee.

One hand held chopsticks, shoveling rice into his mouth, while the other, following the rhythm of the shoveling, massaged and caressed Tian Rong's body. One was stealing a moment of leisure amidst the busyness, while the other, tense, fearful, and shy, lowered his head, not eating, and tightly clamped his legs together. Thus, the table was calm, but beneath the surface, a fierce struggle was raging.

In a crowded restaurant, who gave Comrade Li such audacity? To put it bluntly, it was nothing special, because Comrade Li was currently sitting in what was theoretically a blind spot in the restaurant. Anyone who has played shooting games like CS knows this: the person hiding in a theoretical blind spot is the most unsafe. Why? Because a blind spot means no room to move, especially when someone is staring intently and throwing a grenade. The person lurking in the blind spot will then realize, "So this is how I die!"

But who was it that noticed Comrade Li's movements in the blind spot? If this guy threw a grenade at him, would Old Li be blown away like in a classic game, his body riddled with shrapnel? Hmm! Look at this guy now, chewing gum and watching Old Li's antics from the blind spot with a smug look, as if the high-explosive grenade already in his hand is about to fly high into the air in a parabola.

"Hey! Aren't you leaving? Are you looking at some handsome guy that's making you unable to move?"

A reproachful voice sounded from behind the guy holding the grenade. The guy, preparing for a headshot, quickly blocked the blind spot, gave Old Li's back a sinister smile, and then slowly turned around to walk away with his companion.

Chapter 8: The water is muddy, it's okay not to touch it (10)

Ya Rou lay on her bed in the dormitory. What kept appearing in her mind was a man's big hand ravaging and kneading between a woman's tightly clenched legs. She didn't know why she felt an inexplicable irritability and annoyance when she saw such a scene. As a result, this irritability and annoyance became more and more difficult to control in the scene that kept flashing in her mind. Soon, the negative emotions accumulated were reflected in the pillow she was holding in her arms. Because without realizing it, the pillow was already being kneaded beyond recognition by her hands that were in urgent need of venting.

Ya Rou was initially annoyed and sensitive because Yu Lian joked with her in the break room, simply because someone might have overheard Yu Lian's slightly lewd request. But now, thinking about it, even if Yu Lian's condition was more of a joke and a little excessive, given their current relationship, she shouldn't be so angry. She hoped that Yu Lian, this crazy and lewd person, wouldn't hold a grudge.

However, the one who made her sensitive about a joke was that seemingly serious guy who dared to be so lewd in public! It was this hypocritical guy who ruined her mood!

Thinking about it made Ya Rou even more indignant. After punching the pillow in her arms, a thought of punishing someone resentfully filled Ya Rou's heart.

In Old Li's office, Tian Rong dragged Tie Yi to find Old Li, wanting to settle the score for Old Li's unwarranted harassment during dinner, which had made her feel both frightened and scared. Judging from the current situation in Old Li's office, it seems Tian Rong's calculations weren't going very well!

The reason is that as soon as Old Li heard footsteps outside the office, he quietly slipped behind the half-open door and hid. When Tian Rong and Tie Yi pushed the door open without knocking, Old Li, from behind the two women who were searching for him, quietly closed the office door and locked it. Then, in a sudden attack, he pulled both women, who had just turned around, into his arms.

Ignoring their quiet gasps and struggles, Old Li tightly held them and pulled them onto the sofa against the wall. After a fierce struggle, Tie Yi was pressed between Old Li's legs, and her mouth was used to receive Old Li's erect, rock-hard member as it thrust in and out.

Tian Rong, her hands being roughly rubbed and kneaded, her skirt lifted high, had just been violated by Lao Li in the restaurant. Though shocked and frightened, the extreme stimulation had caused her vagina to secrete copious amounts of fluid. Now, Lao Li was licking her already wet vagina, which was now beginning to secrete fluid again.

The censorship was still going strong, so…

two exhausted women, with semen dripping from their lips, lay languidly on the sofa, half-reclining, half-leaning. A spirited and satisfied man scraped his semen into their mouths with his fingers, then gently caressed them, lightly adjusting their clothes.

No one at No. 33 Middle School could have imagined the enormous changes that would occur a year later. But while everything else changed, this office remained unchanged. The only difference was: were the people who entered this office there to work?

Even with the senior class's college entrance exam tomorrow, the dance rehearsals for the July 1st Party Building event at No. 33 Middle School haven't stopped. This is understandable; the results of the college entrance exam won't be affected by missing a few days of dance rehearsals. In other words, while it's important to value something, don't make it the only thing you do in life. Otherwise, life becomes monotonous and oppressive, and when you look back on the experience, you'll find there are many other options.

Let's add a female solo. After all the performers had gone through the choreography, Lao Xu gathered everyone together and made his suggestion to Dong Qin.

Dong Qin agreed without hesitation, but this raised a problem. The current participants all had irreplaceable roles, and Dong Qin, the best singer and lead dancer, would significantly alter the overall feel of the choreography if she were to both sing and dance.

Leaving aside whether such a change in rhythm would achieve a good effect, after those vigorous movements in the dance, Dong Qin certainly wouldn't be able to fully grasp the breath control needed for the singing part. If she wasn't careful, the entire dance would lose its luster. The suggestion was good, but how to implement it was a bit difficult. "

There's someone who could try," Dong Qin said, looking at Lao Li.

Who else in the school had such ability? Was it really that hard to find someone? Lao Li wondered, but he nodded confidently at Dong Qin.

The female physics teacher who had recently joined the school with Zou Yang and the others—according to Dong Qin, she had participated in a city-wide education system arts festival, and in that festival, she was the lead singer of her school's choir. She should be absolutely capable of participating.

Upon hearing Dong Qin's words, Lao Xu immediately remembered this, and like Dong Qin, he strongly recommended the physics teacher.

Since the two most authoritative figures in the arts field in the entire school had both recommended someone, Lao Li, a semi-outsider, accepted their recommendation. However, both recommenders unanimously stated that the task of inviting this talented person fell to Lao Li alone.

It wasn't yet school dismissal time, and the female physics teacher, whose classes were all scheduled for the afternoon, should still be at school. Entrusted with this important task by Dong Qin and Lao Xu, Lao Li finished his rehearsal for the day and went to the female teachers' office near the gymnasium to find

her. The female physics teacher wasn't surprised by the principal's visit; it seemed she had anticipated his visit in the past few days. So, after the principal briefly explained the purpose of his visit, she readily agreed to participate in the arts performance.

Based on Lao Xu and Dong Qin's actions in inviting this talented woman, Lao Li instinctively thought there would be some twists and turns, but since she agreed so readily, Lao Li was surprised and puzzled. There were no twists and turns as he had expected. What was going on?

Sometimes people are like that, overthinking simple things and making themselves confused. Perhaps this proves the saying, "There's nothing inherently wrong in the world; it's just that fools create their own troubles."

Yes, perhaps Old Xu and Dong Qin simply wanted you, the principal, to make the invitation, to show your respect and importance placed on the matter. But you insisted on overthinking and worrying. Isn't that just being nosy?

Old Xu and Dong Qin weren't surprised at all by the news that the female physics teacher was attending the performance, so after discussing the details of the next rehearsal, today's rehearsal was over.

The school's girls' team members and coach followed Old Li's car in three separate vehicles, heading towards his home. However, Xie Xin, who was practicing driving, was now driving Old Li's car, while he was sandwiched between Tie Yi and Tian Rong, sitting in the back seat, calculating the final accounts.

Heh, Old Li made a killing off these two women all day, from noon to afternoon. Now it's their turn to vent their anger.

A few days ago, Old Li would have been a sitting duck in this situation, but now he's undergone a dramatic transformation, and this transformation has left Tian Rong and Tie Yi, whether they've settled their scores or not, with nothing but their bodies and mouths.

Wasn't it supposed to be losing both their wives and their army? How come it's now losing their bodies and mouths? It was Tian Rong and Tie Yi who were forced down by Old Li, their bodies bent, and they were pushed between his legs, taking turns using their mouths to serve his already throbbing, rock-hard thing.

The women around Old Li clearly sensed this almost overnight change in him.

When a man, in his usual gentleness towards you, reveals a wildness and possessiveness unique to masculinity, women who understand this feeling feel a sense of surprise and unexpectedness mixed with a vague, indescribable lingering emotion.

It should be said that such a gentle yet wild man is a longing in the hearts of many women. A man's gentleness can intoxicate a woman, while his wildness brings a thrill that is both exciting and frightening, a fear that is also accompanied by an irresistible anticipation. Therefore, women are unsure how to handle a man who has changed, and they can only passively accept a man they are getting to know anew, caught in this complex mix of emotions.

Falling in love with someone, yet also experiencing the thrill, fear, and shyness brought about by this wildness—Tian Rong and Tie Yi deeply understand this today.

In front of their two sisters, their bodies are being so meticulously played with by a man; in front of their two sisters, their most private parts are being admired, observed, and kissed by a man they adore. Everything is so shameful, everything is so terrifying. Yet, this extreme terror and shame are the most real stimulation to their souls and bodies.

It drove her soul mad with shame, making her body increasingly sensitive in trembling. It was as if the slightest glance from her sisters sent shivers of shame through her, as if the slightest touch from a man would send her body trembling and convulsing in every private place.

She wanted to go mad with shame, to lose herself in trembling. And then, a man's finger gently slipped into her wet, dripping flower garden. Already acutely sensitive, she screamed, and under the sudden, wide gaze of her sisters, she clung tightly to the man playing with her, biting and nibbling at his face, feeling as if she were dying.

Old Li had heard his grandfather say that from the late 1940s onwards, the largest number of people in their family's garden was no more than a dozen. In other words, for the past half-century, the Li family's large mansion had always been quiet and deserted.

There were over twenty people sitting in the main hall of the Li family home (it's said that at its peak, it could seat a hundred). This was probably the liveliest day in the Li family home in over half a century.

As the head of the family, Old Li sat in the seat at the head of the main hall (according to Old Li's grandfather, the central seat was reserved for the family's patriarch, and Old Li was currently just the head of the household, not quite a patriarch). To Old Li's left was Fei'er's mother, and to his right was a woman in a cheongsam, followed by Tie Yi and Tian Rong.

Actually, today, apart from Old Li consciously avoiding the patriarch's seat, everyone else in the main hall sat down casually. But people's behavior is often governed by many subconscious factors, such as respect for elders, stopping at red lights and going at green lights, and so on. This was specifically manifested in the fact that when Old Li stood at the foot of the main seat and gestured for everyone to sit down, everyone seemed to be governed by some unspoken agreement, consciously sitting in the manner just described.

The elders at the head of the table sat down in turn, followed by the others, such as Old Li's sister-in-law, Coach Mi, and Fei'er, who sat down along the long, very heavy wooden table. Finally, a group of young and beautiful girls, chattering and perhaps pushing and shoving each other, sat down without any disorder.

Was it the atmosphere that influenced people, or the antique environment that unconsciously made people quiet? Once everyone was seated, and the chirping of the young girls suddenly disappeared, the ancient and somewhat heavy Li family hall, like the decades that had passed, fell silent again.

"We're not that old yet, are we?" The question, "You don't need to look at us so seriously," gently dispelled the decades-long silence and solemnity that had filled the hall. Old Li raised his glass, and everyone else followed suit. Only in this moment did Old Li truly feel a sense of home in the deep courtyard of the Li family.

Yes, Old Li's grandfather, over a hundred years old, had spent half his life guarding the Li family's heritage and tranquility here, and Old Li himself had lived here for nearly half a century. This accumulated tranquility and heritage, spanning a century, was perhaps about to undergo a change.

"Dad, our rooms are a bit dark now. Shouldn't we try to make them brighter? That

would make them more comfortable," Xiao Zhu, who had somehow squeezed next to her father, asked, shaking his arm and making a request in front of everyone, as the somber atmosphere dissipated.

"Okay, we'll get it done tomorrow, but you'll have to do it yourself in your own room!"

Old Li usually wouldn't refuse his daughter's request, especially since she'd made it in front of everyone. He wanted to save face for her, so he wouldn't refuse her perfectly reasonable request.

"Dad~ How could I possibly change windows? You're just making excuses!"

In older houses, poor lighting was common due to window design. Her father had agreed to her request, but could a little girl like her really handle those intricately carved windows? So, Zhu'er not only drew out her father's irresponsibility, but her little mouth also pouted.

"Hehe, how am I making excuses? I'll tell you how to do it tomorrow."

Gently pinching his daughter's chubby cheeks, the father explained with a smile why he wanted her to do it herself.

"Really?"

The dark window in the room had been driving her crazy. She'd thought of countless solutions (all of which she'd considered but never tried before rejecting them) that hadn't worked. How could her father make it so easy? The daughter, still somewhat skeptical, pressed on.

"It's true! I'll tell you how to do it tomorrow morning."

While giving his daughter a reassuring answer, Old Li secretly admired his grandfather's foresight. Yes, had the old man foreseen this problem?

To be honest, staying in an old house like the Li family mansion for a couple of days for novelty wouldn't be a problem. However, if you were to live there long-term, modern people accustomed to a modern lifestyle would find it difficult to live in such an environment for an extended period.

Issues like less-than-ideal lighting, a basic bathroom, and the daily bathing and grooming routines all require patience to overcome.

However, none of the residents of the Li family mansion noticed one thing: aside from poor lighting, all the rooms were equipped with modern amenities, such as lights, flush toilets, and sanitary ware.

These changes to the Li family mansion were a project initiated by Old Li's grandfather in the mid-1980s and continued until his death. Because of his thorough understanding of classical architectural principles, he commissioned Uncle Fu, who had recently left the Li family, to hire workers and, under Old Li's personal guidance, renovate the old mansion without altering its original structure. However

, Old Li disliked fanfare, so he only hired a small number of workers each time, and the work period for each group never exceeded three months. Therefore, although the renovation of the Li family mansion took seven or eight years, only the plumbing and electrical systems of more than half of the house were completed; the rest remained largely unchanged.

Old Li admired the old man in his heart, partly because of the old man's understanding of classical architecture, and partly because of his earlier exclamation: "Did you know that the Li family was going to undergo changes?"

After dinner, the girls on the team all strolled around the garden. It's understandable; now that we live in the best residential area, even taking the elevator can slow you down. But here it's different. Just stepping outside, you're surrounded by waterside pavilions, verandas, and the gentle breeze and dappled sunlight, making your steps much lighter. Slower

in the garden were Old Li and Fei'er's mother, along with a few others. They were more relaxed, sitting on the stone benches by the pavilions chatting leisurely, rather than chasing and laughing like the other girls.

One by one, the laughing and joking girls pulled people away, and soon only Fei'er's mother remained sitting on the stone bench talking with Old Li. The conversation continued with casual, everyday topics, maintaining the same relaxed atmosphere. Watching the children chasing and playing in the distance, listening to their laughter lingering in his ears, Old Li's heart was suddenly stirred by something faint and indescribable. So he picked up his teacup and, savoring the fragrant tea, felt a sense of contentment.

Sentimentality can enter a man's consciousness unexpectedly, but it almost always accompanies a woman throughout her life. When the same scene under the night sky conveyed the same sentimentality to Fei'er's mother, her heart, stirred by emotion in the night, made her, like the man beside her, hold a teacup in her hands, allowing herself to gaze at the brilliant starlight amidst the fragrant tea and laughter.

Having been here for a few days, Fei'er's mother has a lot to say to her in-laws about Fei'er and Lao Li's son's divorce (Fei'er hasn't told her mother yet). However, Lao Li has been very busy lately, and there hasn't been a suitable opportunity, so Fei'er's mother has put aside what she wants to say. Tonight would have been a good opportunity, but she's too sentimental, so she's put the topic aside again.

There's a saying that hesitation leads to trouble, but this should be viewed from the other side. The in-laws are already married, so what difference does it make whether some things, which aren't as important as life and death, are said sooner or later? Probably not.

Everyone knows that when the water is murky, you can catch fish, because in murky water, fish can't distinguish directions and can't escape. Now, the garden of Old Li's family is immersed in the night. If each one in the garden can be compared to a fish, then if someone who doesn't know the place walks in the dark night, they might not even need to reach out to touch it. A beautiful fish will unexpectedly bump into their hand, which may be behind their back.

Chapter 9: Flowers that never fall? (1)

There are a few people in the garden who care about the scene of Old Li and his mother-in-law chatting casually. One of them is Old Li's daughter, Xiaozhu. Because her brother Hongmian and his sister-in-law Fei'er divorced, her brother also called to tell her. And now, the only person in the family who can contact her brother is Xiaozhu.

However, the phone number that her brother gave Xiaozhu can only be dialed when her brother contacts her. At other times, the phone is always switched off.

Every time her brother calls, in addition to caring about his sister, he only asks about two people: Fei'er and his father. He asks about his father's health and how his father reacted after learning about the divorce with Fei'er.

There was no need to worry about Dad's health. Xiaozhu told her brother everything about Dad's reaction to the divorce. After hearing what his sister said, her brother simply apologized and said nothing else. Then, in her brother's silence, Xiaozhu started talking about her sister-in-law, Fei'er.

Fei'er hadn't left home after the divorce, but Wan was still living there. Judging from Fei'er's two different behaviors since the divorce, anyone could tell that Fei'er had moved on from the blow. But why she was still living there, Xiaozhu didn't know. Her guess was that her sister-in-law was still there waiting for her brother to come back someday.

The brother on the other end of the phone listened silently to his sister's account of everything at home. When she started talking about her suspicions about her sister-in-law, the phone went dead.

Xiaozhu didn't know what her brother's silence meant, but she became even more concerned about her sister-in-law, especially after her sister-in-law told her that her family must never know about the divorce. Xiaozhu also started paying close attention to the interactions between her sister-in-law's family and her own family.

Xiaozhu had been constantly worried these past few days about whether her father would reveal her sister-in-law and brother's affair to her sister-in-law's family, or how her sister-in-law's family would react after finding out.

Xie Xin, Tie Yi, and Tian Rong were also concerned about Lao Li's conversation with his mother-in-law, but their focus was different. They were concerned about the changes Fei'er's family would face if they found out, and what Fei'er and Lao Li would do. They were also worried that some things couldn't be hidden forever, and what was even more difficult was that Fei'er was now pregnant with Lao Li's child. If they kept this a secret from Fei'er's family now, would they have to continue hiding it after the child was born?

Everything was unknown, and everything might change drastically. But whether the changes would be good or bad, who could say for sure?

Of all the people, Fei'er was most concerned about Lao Li and her mother's private interactions. She knew that her father-in-law, with whom she had decided to entrust her life, was not good at hiding his feelings. Therefore, he might uncontrollably reveal his true emotions during his interactions with her mother, amidst a complex mix of feelings.

In the long run, her relationship with her father-in-law would eventually be known by her family, but the timing and method were crucial. If her mother or other family members found out now, the negative consequences would outweigh the positive. Therefore, Lao Li absolutely couldn't reveal anything he shouldn't, or things might spiral out of control. The

best solution now was to limit her mother's private interactions with her father-in-law. However, her mother had only been there for less than three days, and the two were already chatting. Seeing this, Fei'er wanted to find a reason to separate them, but as soon as she had this thought, a feeling made her stop in her tracks.

In the soft light and shadow under the veranda, two people chatted idly, each holding a cup of tea. It was an extremely ordinary scene, yet it held an indescribable quality, something that made those outside reluctant to disturb them.

Fei'er, feeling this way, hesitated to disturb them, and those who shared her sentiments also refrained from approaching. It was as if everyone was thinking that the night, the light and shadow, and the cup of tea in their hands belonged only to the two people sitting on the stone bench, chatting.

Old Li had brought all the girls from the team home, intending to spend the night with them, but now his daughter wanted to sleep next to him. She explained that she had fallen asleep before she could say what her father wanted to say yesterday, so she wanted to talk to him again today.

As for his daughter, that was one thing, but at Ya Rou's suggestion, the girls on the team also started sleeping in rooms in groups of three or four, with the four new girls joining the team and gradually moving among the existing girls. Some things are fine done quietly, but it's unacceptable to bring them up openly. So, unable to openly express his thoughts about his daughter and Ya Rou's suggestion, Old Li and the girls on the team could only silently suppress their deep regret.

Fei'er was going to spend the evening with her mother, and Tie Yi and Tian Rong had been bothered twice by Old Li today, so it seemed unlikely he could sneak over while his daughter was asleep. Therefore, with some energy left, Old Li turned his attention to Xie Xin.

Old Li's slightly questioning gaze swept over her twice. Xie Xin, being the only one who couldn't withstand his teasing, gestured towards Coach Mi and Team Doctor Zhang when he looked at her for the third time, as if to tell him that the three of them would be sleeping in the same room tonight.

Earlier in the office, Old Li had thoroughly satisfied Tie Yi and Tian Rong's desires, but on the way home in the afternoon, while he had taken turns with the two women, he himself was left feeling half-awake and half-asleep. Now, Old Li's needs were growing stronger, and if he remained half-awake, he probably wouldn't sleep well all night. But given the current situation, even if he was left half-awake, he would endure it as long as he could tonight.

Couldn't he sneak off to Qing Yu's place like yesterday? Imagine if even someone like Xie Xin wouldn't dare to do anything with Lao Li alone now, then Qing Yu, whose delicate flower garden was red and swollen from Lao Li's ministrations last night, would certainly not be able to come and enjoy his company tonight.

Some things, it's better to leave to fate! With all the avenues aligned with the police (even though Xie Xin had voluntarily chosen to stand by them), Lao Li, his legs throbbing with his own erection, tried to reassure himself.

The team had training tomorrow, and Xiao Zhu, Xiao Ru, and Qu Rou couldn't stay up too late, so after saying goodnight to each other, they all went to their respective rooms.

"Brother-in-law, are you asleep? If not, could you check why the light in my room isn't on?"

The only person in the family who called him brother-in-law was his sister-in-law, and hearing her call him as she returned, Lao Li quickly opened the door for her. As

soon as his sister-in-law entered the room, his daughter, who had just crawled into bed, got up in her pajamas. After his sister-in-law explained why the light bulb was out of order, Old Li and his daughter followed her to her room.

Only the ceiling light wasn't working; the other lights, like the wall lamps and bedside lamps, were fine. So Old Li climbed onto a stool to check the ceiling light.

There was a small hole in one of the bulbs, so it definitely wouldn't light. But how could a bulb that was working perfectly a few days ago have a hole? Thinking about this, Old Li said the bulb was broken and took it down.

His sister-in-law, who was quiet and gentle when she was young, had developed a fiery temper, much like a gun, since entering police academy. From graduating from police academy to starting work and later getting married, her fiery reputation had become well-known.

To be honest, Old Li had endured the most of his sister-in-law's temper over the years. However, while she was harsh with him verbally, she was incredibly kind to him and Xiaozhu.

Everyone around her knows the reasons behind her sister-in-law's dramatic changes over the years, and Old Li is no exception. Before, although Old Li and Ya Rong were divorced, some things weren't so easily accepted and he couldn't overcome his inner hurdle. Now, everything has changed drastically (most importantly, Old Li himself has changed). Just when Old Li was ready to accept the feelings his sister-in-law had held for him all these years, Fei'er and the others forced him to treat these feelings with caution.

Last night, his flirting with his sister-in-law was purely a momentary impulse, but now Old Li had regained his composure. There were some things he needed to say to his sister-in-law, and everything depended on her attitude after the conversation.

What troubled Old Li now was how to say it. If he spoke too lightly, his sister-in-law wouldn't understand and it wouldn't be effective; if he spoke too deeply, would the effect be better? Old Li wasn't sure. But regardless, the time had come to say it. Was tonight the right time? As Old Li searched for a light bulb to change for his sister-in-law, he pondered to himself.

"Auntie, let Dad sleep in the outer room tonight, and we can sleep in his bed,"

Xiao Zhu pleaded, tugging at her aunt's hand as she saw her father looking for a spare light bulb.

"Well…that wouldn't be right. There are so many rooms in the house, how can we let your dad sleep in the outer room again? Besides, there are so many people in the house, what will people say about us?"

In the past, when Old Li was angry, this sister-in-law and niece had once chased him from the eight-step bed to sleep in the outer room, while they themselves would toss and turn all night on the spacious and comfortable eight-step bed. However, things were different now, so the sister-in-law, full of concerns, couldn't quite agree to her niece's suggestion.

"Auntie, I've noticed Dad's been making you angry lately. Tonight, we're letting him sleep in the outer room to vent your anger. It's his fault for making you angry all the time! Besides, this time it's just the two of us, with Dad sleeping outside the eight-step bed, not him sleeping outside, so no one will know."

Xiaozhu disagreed because her aunt had concerns, so she used the simplest reasoning to persuade her.

Her niece wanting to go to her father's room wasn't just a childish mischief; it was her niece, whom she had raised from a young age, trying to explain something to her.

Her sister, her niece's mother, was someone Xiaozhu would likely never remember if it weren't for the only photo her sister had left her daughter. This was because Xiaozhu was only four years old when her sister left her. Those hazy childhood memories, even though Xiaozhu still hoped her mother would return someday, meant she could no longer clearly recall her mother's true appearance.

For so many years, her brother-in-law, Lao Li, hadn't considered finding someone else to bring Xiaozhu the joy of maternal love because his daughter, Xiaozhu, still couldn't let go of her deceased mother. Since she was old enough to understand, Xiaozhu had always been very resistant to women around Lao Li, except for her aunt and her four godmothers who worked at the hospital. Now, with so many women in Lao Li's life, Xiaozhu no longer rejected them as before. This was because she had matured, and she had come to understand her mother—who was far away across the ocean and whom she hadn't heard from in years, yet whom she always held dear—in a new way.

Furthermore, Xiaozhu's maturity stemmed from her consideration for her father. She understood the immense hardship he had endured raising her and her brother, and realized that it was unfair to her father to let her longing for her mother hinder his new life.

However, while Xiaozhu tacitly approved of her father starting a new life, she must have already weighed the options in her mind regarding who would share it with him. In other words, by inviting her to sleep in Lao Li's bed tonight, Xiaozhu was creating an opportunity for herself and her brother-in-law to clarify their relationship. After all, her mother's affection for Xiaozhu had made the little girl think of her constantly.

Thinking this, her aunt gently put her arm around Xiaozhu's shoulder, affectionately tapping her head with her finger, and smiling slightly as if agreeing to her suggestion.

Less than a foot apart, separated by a floor-length gauze curtain, Lao Li, lying alone on the bamboo mat under the bed, looked somewhat lonely. His daughter and sister-in-law, who had occasionally let out soft laughter from the bed, gradually quieted down. Just as he was wondering if they had fallen asleep, the curtain on the eight-step bed shifted, creating a gap in the middle.

"Dad, come here for a moment, my aunt has something to ask you,"

Xiaozhu called out, peeking halfway out from the gap in the curtain to Lao Li, who was lying alone on the bamboo mat.

The eight-step bed, judging from its name, means that from the outer edge of the bed to the actual bed, you have to walk eight steps. Whether it's really that big, Old Li, who gets on and off this bed every day, has never actually measured it.

However, a bamboo mat is spread out in the middle of the eight-step bed, making it quite spacious for Old Li to sleep comfortably. His daughter called him from the bed, and Old Li sat up in response, turning on the small light in the middle of the bed.

"Dad, come here! It's not convenient to talk like this."

Seeing her father waiting to hear her aunt's questions, the daughter urged him on, pulling the curtains open a little more to make it easier for him to come over.

Should he get in or not? Old Li, seeing the sly smile in his daughter's eyes, gave her a slight glare before getting into bed.

"Alright, you two can talk quietly. I'm going to sleep."

The bed was spacious enough that even with Old Li, it wouldn't be crowded. Seeing her father get in, Xiaozhu pushed her aunt, who was sitting on the bed in her pajamas, forward, pulled the blanket over herself, and squeezed to the very back of the bed, covering her head as she spoke.

The soft light from the central corridor shone through the sheer curtains, filling the space with a gentle, hazy glow. Her brother-in-law looked at her with a smile. The younger sister-in-law, who had been assertive in front of him for years, was instantly melted away by his gentle, hazy gaze and his smiling face. With a soft moan, she pulled a towel over herself and scurried under it.

She remembered the first time she and Ya Rong visited her home. Back then, her younger sister-in-law was still a young girl. She had come out in a bathrobe after showering, and she had seen her (although her bathrobe prevented her from seeing anything crucial). This made the then-gentle and quiet younger sister-in-law blush whenever she saw her.

But as time went on, that gentle and quiet younger sister-in-law gradually became assertive, eventually becoming the well-known powder keg. Tonight, that shy younger sister-in-law is back!

A sudden tenderness welled up in his heart, and Old Li couldn't help but lie down on his side behind his sister-in-law. Without a word, he gently wrapped his arms around her waist from behind.

His sister-in-law, initially stiff, was slowly turned into a supine position by his large arms, now essentially nestled in his embrace.

Her cheek was warm from his gentle breath, and soft kisses landed on her closed eyes. After the blanket was pulled back over them, he held her close and softly spoke to her about family matters.

He expressed his gratitude for her care of him and his daughter over the years, and for the love and affection her family had shown them. When the topic turned to his own feelings, Old Li frankly told his sister-in-law that he had always cherished

her feelings for him. In Old Li's mind, accepting his sister-in-law's affection was a great honor. However, his daughter, Xiaozhu, had never truly let go of her mother over the years, so Lao Li had to repeatedly postpone accepting his sister-in-law's feelings for him.

Now that his daughter has come to terms with her mother's situation, Lao Li also wants to accept these feelings. However, things have changed, the biggest factor being Lao Li's own emotional turmoil.

He's involved with Xie Xin, Tie Yi, and Tian Rong, but hasn't mentioned Fei'er because he's worried his daughter might overreact if she knew. Therefore, Lao Li plans to wait a while before telling his sister-in-law the whole story, and also his daughter at an appropriate time. As for his relationships with the girls on the team, Lao Li touched on them appropriately, because like telling his daughter about his sister-in-law Fei'er, this matter requires time.

This isn't because Lao Li is concerned for himself, but because he's afraid it might affect those girls. Therefore, under no circumstances should these girls have to bear things they shouldn't have to because of his family's problems.

Holding a woman in his arms, yet discussing other women with her—someone else might have been more tactful, or used other methods like "getting on the boat first and buying the ticket later." But for Old Li, being able to directly and selectively state the facts was perhaps the only option at the moment.

"Dad, what exactly happened between you, Sister Xie, Aunt Tie, and Aunt Tian?"

His sister-in-law, who hadn't intended to answer until Old Li finished speaking, suddenly sat up, suppressing her accusatory tone, and asked her father.

He started by talking about his interactions with Xie Xin on the last night of the city's high school basketball tournament, then moved on to the chance encounter with Ba Tieyi, and finally, he clearly stated his feelings for Tian Rong.

"Dad! You mean, they all know about your relationship with each of them, and they're all willing to accept it?"

The sister-in-law stared at her brother-in-law with a surprised look, while the daughter sat up abruptly and asked her father in a much louder voice.

"It's all my fault. I'm sorry to any of them. But whether it's your sister Xie, Aunt Tie, or Aunt Tian, they all forgave me and agreed to my relationships with them."

Yes, his daughter wanted him to start a new life, but his new life as a father had just begun, and he had messed it up first. So, Old Li knew he was in the wrong, but he still had to explain.

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