Mature Woman Complex 07

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Chapter Seven: Hope. I deleted the number after sending the text message. Since I'm going home for the New Year, I shouldn't think about these unhappy things! It was already quite late when I got home. If I had arrived a few days earlier, I could have made steamed buns in time. Before the New Year, every family makes a lot of steamed buns. Several families get together, kneading the dough, filling the buns, and tending the fire. A group of people are busy from morning till afternoon! Freshly steamed buns are soft and fragrant, especially my family's. My mother always adds a little soybean oil to the filling. When they come out of the steamer, the soybean oil, along with the aroma of meat, seeps into the white flour. One bite, hehe, I can't say anymore, I need to wipe my drool first! When I was little, my family raised pigs. At this time of year, my parents would hire a butcher to slaughter one. Four or five big men would drag the pig out of the sty and hold it to the side of a wooden basin, the kind of large bathing basin often seen on TV, filled with more than half a basin of boiling water. The butcher would use a sharp knife to stab the pig in the neck to bleed it. My mother would place a bucket underneath to collect the blood, and the bleeding would be very quick. The pig would struggle for a while and then stop moving. Then, several people would put the pig into boiling water together. Slaughtering the New Year's pig is different from other pigs; the hair is scraped off but the skin is not removed! Perhaps because I've seen it so many times, I wasn't afraid of pig slaughtering when I was a child; on the contrary, I looked forward to it! Usually, those who helped would stay home for dinner that night, eating the pork from the pig slaughtered that day. The fresh pork was very elastic and not dry at all! Some people from big cities may look down on the backwardness of the countryside, but only those who have been there know how good the countryside is! In my memory, my hometown was an endless expanse of green, with flowers, trees, and crops everywhere you looked. The environment and air were much better than in the city! Rural people rarely need to buy food; most of it is homegrown, green, and safe. They can eat with complete peace of mind. Can city dwellers who eat gutter oil all year round enjoy this? My darling son is back! My mom made a ton of delicious food that night, and my dad complained about the unfair treatment! My sister has married and moved to the city; she probably won't be back until after the New Year. There's no internet at home, and I don't want to watch TV. Lying in bed at night was so boring. I looked out the window at the lights of the houses behind us. Some of my friends have moved to the city, and some haven't come back yet. My little sister, whom I used to peek at, is also married now! Time to sleep. I need to help Mom and Dad clean and tidy up the house tomorrow and the day after—I'll be busy! On the 29th of the lunar year, my mom dragged me out of bed early. I groggily washed up, ate breakfast, and then started wiping the tables and chairs, washing the bicycle, electric scooter, and motorcycle. In the afternoon, I had to wash the dishes. What a good boy! On New Year's Eve, we made dumplings in the morning, put up couplets in the afternoon, and the work didn't end until the firecrackers went off in the evening! Our family's meals are nothing special, just delicious—the most anticipated meal of the year! After dinner, Mom was in the kitchen preparing food for the first day of the Lunar New Year, Dad was playing mahjong in the living room, and I was alone in my room watching the increasingly disappointing Spring Festival Gala, occasionally receiving a New Year's greeting text message, which I then copied and forwarded back! Another one came in, and I casually opened it. The message read: "Are you a man?" "Who are you? This is ridiculous!" I thought someone had sent it to the wrong person, so I replied. "Guess!" the person replied again! "Guess my ass, you lunatic!" Who is this crazy person trying to mess with me?! "My sister? You've met her!" "Who the hell are you? You've mistaken me for someone else! Are you brain-dead?" "I am brain-dead, I was raped by you and I still texted you!" I was stunned. It turned out to be a woman with heavy makeup. Two days had passed, and I had almost forgotten about it! "Fuck!" "Fuck me?" "" At this time, instead of being at home with your husband and children, why are you messing around with me! "I guessed she wouldn't call the police, but I never expected her to contact me. Unbelievable! 'My husband's with his mistress!' '...' 'Are you free?' 'What? I don't have time for you!' 'Is it convenient to take a call?' 'No!' 'Are there people around you?' 'I'm not interested in listening!' 'You raped me, and I didn't call the police, can't you talk to me properly?' 'Was that rape? You were quite proactive, screaming so loudly!' 'You're so wicked!' 'That's nonsense!' 'You're really funny!' 'Talking to you is boring!' I don't know why, but I just can't get interested in this woman. Actually, she's quite attractive if she dresses up properly!"
"What are you doing? Watching the Spring Festival Gala?" "Why are you so long-winded?" "I'm bored at home alone!" "Bored, I'll poke myself with a stick!" "A stick doesn't feel as good as you!" "Damn! Are you being a masochist?" "Yeah, wanna come over?" "I can't be bothered with you!" "You went back to your hometown? Are you coming back after the New Year?" "I won't go if you're here!" "Hehe, I don't believe you!" "Believe it or not, whatever!" "Is there someone you like here?" "A dog chasing a mouse!" "I could see it in your eyes the other day!" "Don't you look down on country people? Why are you talking nonsense with a country bumpkin like me?" "How do you know?" "It's written in your eyes!" "So, from your country bumpkin perspective, what do you think of me?" "Unbearable to look at!" "It's not that bad!" "Quite ugly!" "Then why are you fucking me so enthusiastically?" "..." Now I'm wondering if this woman is addicted to being fucked! "What day are you coming back after the New Year?" "Why?" "How about I pick you up?" "No thanks! We're not that close!" "You'll get to know each other better after a couple of times! We've already done that!" "Hey lady, what do you want? Are you trying to extort me?" "I don't want your money, what are you afraid of?" "If you're feeling itchy, can't you just find a gigolo to fill it up? Their service is pretty good!" "Gigolos are too dirty, I just like you! Being raped by you the other day was so exciting!" "I think you're just bored!" "I'm serious, can you spend time with me twice a week?" "Sorry, I don't have that much free time!" Aunt Tang was still unclear about things, and she couldn't afford to cause any trouble now. Compared to Aunt Tang, this woman had to take a backseat!
"I don't think of you as a gigolo. I can be with you anytime you want!" "Sorry, I really can't!" "Is it because of the woman you like?" "...Yes!" "Oh! Then Happy New Year!" This is such a headache. I've been arguing with this woman whose name I don't even know for ages. I've lost all interest in watching the New Year's Eve gala. But to be honest, if this had happened before I met Aunt Tang, I would have definitely agreed without hesitation. Now, I need to win over Aunt Tang first. I can't let this opportunity slip away! I stayed at home until the sixth day of the Lunar New Year before returning to the city. I hadn't contacted Aunt Tang during that time, and I missed her quite a bit. I wonder what it will be like when we meet again! That woman hasn't texted me since that night. I guess she gave up! Returning to that familiar neighborhood, I was filled with mixed emotions. I climbed the stairs step by step with my head down. When I reached the fifth floor, I suddenly saw a woman standing outside Aunt Tang's door. It was her daughter, Fang Ling! The door was open, and Aunt Tang was standing inside. She obviously didn't expect to see me at this time. She stared at me with wide eyes and a look of surprise. I wasn't prepared at all. I froze for a moment, then awkwardly greeted them, "Oh, Auntie, Sister Ling, Happy New Year!" "Little Xu's here! Happy New Year!" "Well, you guys chat, I'll go upstairs first!"
As I reached the turn in the staircase, I heard Aunt Tang say from below, "Come in and tell me what's wrong!" Fang Ling, who had just arrived, replied, "No, Mom, I just wanted to say a few words. I have something urgent to attend to!" "Oh, then tell me quickly!" "Mom, you didn't know Dad was hospitalized, did you?" Hearing this, I quickly stopped and continued eavesdropping. "Hospitalized? What happened?" Aunt Tang's tone was tinged with anxiety. "Late-stage stomach cancer! Dad moved in with me after finding out about his condition because he didn't want to trouble you, but he hasn't gotten better! When I called you before the New Year, he was already in the intensive care unit. He wanted to come back for the New Year and asked me to ask your opinion! A couple of days ago, the doctor told me he might not last much longer and wanted you to visit him in the hospital!" Aunt Tang remained silent, not saying a word. "Mom, whether you love him or hate him, whatever your grudges are, Dad doesn't have many days left to live. Please grant him his last wish!" "Alright, I'll go tomorrow! I still have a score to settle with him before he dies!" "Okay, Mom, I'll be going now!" Hearing Fang Ling's voice coming downstairs, I didn't need to stay any longer. I had just entered the house and closed the door when there was a knock! "Auntie, you—" I opened the door and saw Aunt Tang standing there! "Are you angry?" Aunt Tang came in, looking at me with a complicated expression. I didn't know what to say, should I blame her or tell her I couldn't live without her? "No!" I turned my head away and said defiantly. "Then why did you leave without saying goodbye? You didn't even say hello! I thought you weren't coming!" "How could I? There's something here," Looking at Aunt Tang's smiling face, I suddenly panicked and couldn't say anything! Aunt Tang leaned closer and asked, "Who's here?" "Yes, you are!" I felt like I was behaving worse than a little girl. My face was burning hot, and I spoke in a voice so soft that only I could hear it! Upon hearing this, Aunt Tang gently took my hand and said softly, "Actually, I heard what you shouted that night. I know you were angry with me and shouldn't have changed your mind at the last minute! I haven't had a good time these past few days either. I've waited so many years and finally met someone who understands me. I was really afraid you would leave and never come back! I had no choice; I blame myself for thinking too simply at the beginning. But now the situation has changed! When a person dies, it's like a lamp going out. Let's settle our grievances before he leaves. Come to the hospital with me tomorrow, and I'll give you a reasonable explanation!" "The hospital?" "Didn't you hear everything on the stairs just now? Didn't you want to know what happened between me and Xiaoling's father? You'll find out when we get to the hospital tomorrow!" What I wanted to know most right now wasn't their grievances; I just wanted to hear Aunt Tang say definitively about her feelings for me. "Then, Auntie, do you still like me?" I asked her hesitantly. Aunt Tang rolled her eyes at me, then laughed and said, "Silly boy, don't you know how I feel about you? I understand your feelings for me too. Our hearts are one, and our love will never be in vain!" "Yay!" It's truly a case of overcoming hardship, thank God! Overjoyed, I hugged Aunt Tang tightly and, before she could react, gave her a big kiss on the cheek! [To be continued] Night Starry Night Gold Coins +8 Repost and share, a red envelope is offered!

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