Zhang Ersao in the Deep Courtyard

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Early morning, Hua Mansion, left wing of the front courtyard.

Zhang Er woke up groggily, habitually reaching out to touch the breasts of his wife, Zhang Ersao, or some prostitute beside him to perk himself up. Unfortunately, this time he touched a cold wall.

A chill ran through his hand, instantly waking him. He opened his eyes to find himself in a small, dusty room. To his right lay a dirty washbasin and a filthy rag. He struggled to sit up, the small bed creaking as if it couldn't bear his weight.

Zhang Er was fully awake. Memories of yesterday flooded his mind, a tumultuous night of devastation. He took a deep breath, still somewhat unable to believe it. He hadn't slept a wink the night before, so yesterday he'd been completely irrational. Afraid of going to jail or being killed, he'd readily accepted Zhen Wuliang's suggestion, even going so far as to sexually assault Zhang Ersao in front of him. But today, waking up, he found it hard to accept.

'I must find that IOU, even if it's really hidden in the back room.' Zhang Er secretly vowed. He decided to be patient for now; he was already tired of his sister-in-law anyway. Once he found the indenture, he would definitely teach that despicable couple a lesson.

Thinking of the large bed next door, where he should have been lying, was now occupied by Zhen Wuliang, who might even be holding his wife. Zhang Er couldn't suppress his emotions. He quietly got out of bed, tiptoed, and pushed open the door to the inner room.

There seemed to be no sound. Zhang Er breathed a sigh of relief. If they were doing their morning exercises, he would be very embarrassed. He pressed his ear against the door, but after a few seconds there was still no sound. Thinking that the two inside were still asleep, Zhang Er, for some unknown reason, gently opened the door a crack.

Although it was only a finger's width wide, Zhang Er instantly saw the situation inside the room. His first glance was of Zhen Wuliang, who was resting with his hands behind his head, eyes closed, perhaps asleep. But looking to the side, he couldn't see Zhang Er's wife. 'Could she have already gone out?' Zhang Er wondered.

But he immediately noticed something was wrong, because the blanket covering Zhen Wuliang's upper body was shaking slightly. He couldn't help but open the door a crack wider, and saw a small bulge protruding from Zhen Wuliang's crotch, swaying up and down. At first, he thought it was Zhen Wuliang's morning erection, but immediately cursed himself for being an idiot. 'How could that kid have such a big penis!' Zhang Er glanced again, and based on his extensive experience, he immediately concluded that someone was giving Zhen Wuliang oral sex under the covers. There was no one else but Zhang Er's wife. Zhang Er's hand on the door immediately suppressed the urge to rush in; after all, it wasn't catching someone in the act, and he might even get beaten up.

'That slut!' Zhang Er cursed inwardly. The kid clearly wasn't fully awake yet, getting up so early to "eat chicken" (a euphemism for sexual intercourse). He hadn't received this kind of treatment in years. Having not been with a woman for two days, Zhang Er felt a surge of desire, his crotch slightly erect. He imagined how he would manipulate Zhang Er's wife after getting the indenture, and then sell her to a brothel after he was done. With the Hua family's salary, he could easily find a cook, preferably a woman, who could sleep with him at night. The harsh reality before him forced Zhang Er to comfort himself with fantasies.

Zhen Wuliang, of course, wasn't asleep. He had gone to bed too early last night. His Heavenly Eye had already recovered, and he had even developed another function. After adjusting his physical condition, he planned to get up, but unexpectedly, Zhang Er's wife, who was used to waking up early, was also awake.

Yesterday, Zhang Er's wife had originally planned to serve Zhen Wuliang well and ask him about her doubts, but she hadn't expected him to sleep so soundly. She had even taken off her clothes and rubbed against Zhen Wuliang, only to find herself aroused. She simply washed her face in the morning.

Unaware that Zhen Wuliang was already awake and observing her, she had a sudden thought. She slipped under the covers and pulled down Zhen Wuliang's pants, thinking that he would be happy to be awakened this way. If he wasn't awake, she would simply make his penis hard and wait until it was too late. Even if Zhen Wuliang was awake, he wouldn't be able to resist his lust and would have sex with her directly. She savored Zhen Wuliang's skillful techniques while also wondering if there was another reason why he hadn't had sex with her for the past few days.

In her mind, once they had a physical relationship, Zhen Wuliang would treat her better no matter what. She didn't want to be a slave for life because of Zhang Er, so she sucked very gently, as if savoring a delicious meal. Soon, she noticed that the penis in her mouth was showing signs of waking up, which gave her even more motivation.

Zhen Wuliang felt the comfort between his legs and sighed inwardly. He had indeed been pent up for the past few days, and with the abundant energy from the morning, even with his third eye, he was starting to get an erection. Unfortunately, he had plans for today, so he could only have a quick pleasure and needed to control his ejaculation.

At this moment, he noticed Zhang Er outside the door. This guy had actually gotten aroused watching his wife perform oral sex on someone else! He stopped pretending to be asleep, reached under the covers, and touched Zhang Er's wife's face, which was bulging from his penis. Zhang Er's wife was delighted, continuing to suck on his penis while looking up at him with seductive eyes, as if she were asking for praise.

Zhen Wuliang smiled slightly, his hand stroking her face up to her neck. In this position, he couldn't reach her drooping breasts. Zhang Er's wife sensed his intention and quickly knelt down, moving her buttocks towards him until her large buttocks were against his shoulders and her breasts could reach his palms. Seeing Zhen Wuliang's expression as he touched her breasts, Zhang Er's wife even had a smug look on her face. She felt that her plan had finally succeeded.

Waking up to someone groping his breasts and giving him a penis was indeed a pleasure. Zhen Wuliang was very satisfied, alternating between his hands on her two heavy breasts. At the same time, he noticed Zhang Er's breathing becoming heavy. With Zhang Er's wife's earlier movements, the entire blanket slipped down. Although Zhang Er thought he was tired of Zhang Er's wife, the added value of a woman's body was actually the most fascinating.

Zhang Er had never realized that his wife's body was so beautiful, especially her large breasts. He now wanted nothing more than to rush in and squeeze them. He was so engrossed in watching her that he didn't notice the front door had been opened.

Zhang Er's wife felt that the time was right and decided to strike while the iron was hot. She spat out the saliva-covered penis and started massaging with both hands. She pretended to be concerned and said, "Wuliang! Your sister-in-law is worried about you." "Worried about me?" Zhen Wuliang was taken aback.

"It's that recipe you mentioned!" Zhang Er's wife frowned slightly and said, "Although you are very confident, what if it fails?" "It'll be troublesome if the powerful figure in the backyard gets angry!" She was still worried that if Zhen Wuliang got into trouble, she would be in trouble. In her plan, if Zhen Wuliang was confident, she would take this opportunity to curry favor with him. If he wasn't so thoughtful, she would pretend to be forced into it in front of Zhang Er to prepare an excuse for the future. But what she didn't know was that Zhen Wuliang had already seen through her, and Zhang Er had already seen this scene outside the door, and was even thinking about selling her to a brothel. Just like Zhen Wuliang's evaluation of her, using a restless heart to do what seemed like the safest thing would ultimately please neither side.

Zhen Wuliang slapped her on the buttocks, a crisp sound mixed with Zhang Er's seductive nasal voice. He looked at Zhang Er's wife, who was twisting her waist, seemingly resisting but actually responding, and laughed, "So what if I really fail? Have you forgotten my abilities? If I want to leave, no one can stop me!" He reassured her, saying, "As long as I'm alive, the IOU will be useful. You and Zhang Er are now my private property, and he has no right to dispose of you anymore." Zhang Er's wife remembered that Zhen Wuliang had some kind of precognitive ability. Although she didn't know the principle, she felt reassured, thinking that she could finally relax. Looking at the erect penis in her hand, Zhang Er's wife rolled over and straddled Zhen Wuliang's waist. With one hand, she spread her already wet vulva, and with the other hand, she held his penis. She rubbed her vulva against Zhen Wuliang's glans, swaying her slender waist, and said, "Wuliang! Can your sister-in-law put her vulva on your penis?" "Damn it!" Zhang Er shouted inwardly from outside the door. He didn't hear Zhen Wuliang's whispered words to Zhang Er's wife, but Zhang Er's wife didn't know he was outside the door, so she spoke without restraint. "She even has to take the initiative when she's being fucked, and she even has to ask before she puts it on. When did this slut become so eager to be fucked?" Zhang Er cursed the dog couple inside while keeping a close eye on Zhang Er's wife's actions.

Finally, Zhang Ersao got the other party's consent and slowly sat down until the entire penis was completely swallowed by her vagina. She let out an extremely satisfied sigh, "Ah! So good!" She twisted her body back and forth and cried out, "You finally agreed to fuck your sister-in-law! Ah~ Your big cock is so big, it feels so good!" Zhang Er outside the door was stunned, feeling that Zhang Ersao's words had a hidden meaning. What did she mean by "You finally agreed to fuck your sister-in-law"? Did they have been hooking up before?

Zhang Ersao was not satisfied with this level of pleasure. Her big buttocks kept rising and falling, slapping and slapping, the swollen penis in her lower abdomen made her feel full. Her two fat buttocks opened and closed with the up and down of her body, her slender waist arched forward, this position made two firm buttock muscles pop out.

The room was filled with Zhang Ersao's lewd moans and the sounds of her large buttocks. Zhang Er felt he was losing control; afraid he wouldn't be able to handle the stimulation and would start masturbating. He steeled himself, slowly closed the door, leaned against the wall, and took deep breaths. After a while, his desire subsided. Just as he was about to turn and leave, he looked up and saw Zhang Youfu had entered sometime earlier.

Judging from his expression, Zhang Youfu had obviously been there for a while, seemingly still listening to the lewd moans inside, but his eyes were fixed on Zhang Er with a look of disbelief. He was carrying a box, the contents of which were unknown.

Zhang Er's face flushed red. Although he had never considered Zhang Youfu his biological son, he still nominally maintained the dignity of a father. Yesterday, Zhang Youfu was in another room, and he could pretend nothing had happened, but not now. His wife was screaming and being played with by Zhen Wuliang in the room, and he, as her husband, had been eavesdropping and almost masturbating outside the door.

Zhang Er was thankful he had managed to control himself; otherwise, if he had turned around and faced Zhang Youfu after finishing his act, he would have wanted to die. He assumed Zhang Youfu had gone to the brothel that night because he had paid for several days' worth of brothels when he went with Zhen Wuliang. In his anger, he hadn't considered why he was in such a sorry state while Zhang Youfu could enjoy himself at a brothel.

Following his habitual thinking, Zhang Er forced himself to maintain his usual stern demeanor, his face ashen, and said to Zhang Youfu, "Why are you so late? Come with me to the kitchen to prepare the food! If you don't work properly, and the 'noble' in the backyard isn't satisfied, we'll all starve." He didn't dare look Zhang Youfu in the eye, shuffled past him, and hurriedly pushed open the door to leave.

Zhang Youfu had initially considered coming in to greet him, but then thought it best not to provoke Zhang Er too much, lest he impulsively do something rash. So he put the box at the door, turned around, and followed Zhang Er.

The two men in the kitchen were a little awkward, silently tidying up the vegetables and fruits. Since they started working at Huafu, they hadn't worked so quietly and diligently for months.

Zhang Youfu was experiencing unprecedented satisfaction with Shui Niang, knowing it was the effect of money, but he had become somewhat infatuated. Zhang Er, on the other hand, was trying to shake off the shame and indignation in his mind. Being discovered by Zhang Youfu spying on his wife and another man, and being forced to slink away, had severely damaged his self-esteem.

Enraged, Zhang Er began to vent his anger on Zhang Youfu, constantly finding fault with Zhang Youfu's work. When Zhang Youfu didn't refute him, Zhang Er felt that his years of accumulated authority hadn't been lost, so he escalated his behavior. Just like when he tested whether Zhang Youfu had discovered that he was being seduced by Zhang Er's wife, who was being frivolous with him, Zhang Er started to act abnormally. It seemed that he was only satisfied when he constantly ordered Zhang Youfu around and berated him with sharp and sarcastic words, and when Zhang Youfu remained silent. He didn't realize that just as Zhang Er's wife had used Zhang Youfu as a tool, Zhang Er was now gradually pushing her away, widening the existing rift between them.

Zhang Er's accusations against Zhang Youfu became increasingly excessive, as Zhang Er's wife grew more and more unrestrained. Her lewd moans carried through the house into the kitchen, each sound like a slap in the face. Zhang Youfu, who could hear them too, became increasingly repulsive to him, even though the woman had her back to him; he could still feel her mockery.

But he couldn't continue. He suddenly realized the sounds were getting louder, and then he understood: the adulterous couple had left the house and were heading towards the kitchen.

'Why are they coming here shouting? Did Zhen Wuliang bring that slut with him?' Zhang Er stopped yelling at Zhang Youfu and found himself in an awkward situation, because now he could even hear slapping sounds, not just the moans.

'Zhang Youfu! Go to the backyard and see if the nobles need anything.' Zhang Er dared not look at the door, ordering Zhang Youfu to leave immediately. He knew Zhen Wuliang would never let him go, but as long as Zhang Youfu wasn't there, he could endure it a little longer.

Zhang Er knew the two were almost at the door. Zhang Youfu would definitely see Zhang Ersao being fucked by Zhen Wuliang if he went out, and might even see the slut's fleshy body. But he didn't care anymore, as long as he didn't expose the truth in front of everyone.

Zhang Youfu nodded, took a step out of the door, and then stepped back. Zhang Er felt a chill in his heart, 'It's over!' Sure enough, the sound of flesh slapping came from the doorway. First, Zhang Ersao's large breasts swung in the air, followed by her sweaty hair.

Zhang Ersao walked into the kitchen with difficulty. Her thighs were spread inward, and each step forward required a lot of effort. Her upper body leaned forward, her hands were pulled behind her back, and her breasts swayed in the air. Sometimes they fell back and slapped against her stomach with a 'smack,' echoing the sound of her buttocks being hit.

Behind her was Zhen Wuliang, who was holding her hands. He was dressed, but not in pants; his long robe covered his thighs, and a thick penis peeked out from the gap, thrusting in and out of Zhang Ersao's vagina. Zhang Ersao was being fucked by Zhen Wuliang as they moved towards the kitchen.

Zhang Er was at a loss; he had never been so embarrassed in his life, unsure of what to say or do. He had hoped Zhang Youfu would leave quickly, but the boy was also dumbfounded. He assumed Zhang Youfu was surprised because he had never seen Zhang Ersao's body before, but little did he know that Zhang Youfu was marveling at this position, vowing to try it with Shui Niang that night.

Of course, outwardly, he feigned surprise, pointing at Zhang Ersao, who was swaying her breasts in front of him, and exclaimed, "Mother!" "You're..." Zhang Ersao gasped, naked in front of Zhang Youfu without any hesitation. After all, she had already been played with by him before, and her large breasts were almost hitting Zhang Youfu's face. She cried out seductively, "Youfu, don't mind! I signed a contract of servitude yesterday. Now I'm your Liangzi brother's slave. If Wuliang wants to fuck me, I'll definitely let him." The real Wuliang behind her laughed, "Sister-in-law, if that's what you mean, what if I don't want to fuck you now?" "No!" Zhang Ersao cried out in panic, "I misspoke." She looked at Zhang Youfu again and said, "It's like this! After all, I'm Wuliang's slave now, so I thought that a slave should serve his master well. So I took the initiative to put my cunt on Wuliang's big cock. Isn't it normal for a slave to take the initiative to let his master fuck her comfortably?" After saying this, Zhang Ersao put her hand on Zhang Youfu's shoulder and said, "Your brother Liangzi is too amazing, I can't take it anymore. Let me support you, this way it'll be more comfortable for your brother Liangzi to fuck you." Zhang Youfu appeared a little stiff, after all, in this position, Zhang Ersao's breasts were constantly rubbing against his chest, making him feel like grabbing them. However, he still wanted to give Zhang Er some face, so his stiffness was a deliberate control of his hand movements.

Zhang Er thought he was frightened by Zhang Ersao's shameless and lewd words. He thought it was normal for him to be a little surprised since he had never seen her body before. However, Zhang Ersao had been fucked all the way from the courtyard, and even shamelessly let her son see her breasts and vagina. The words she uttered left him dumbfounded. He didn't know when this slut had become even more shameless than the prostitutes of Meichunlou.

Zhang Er noticed Zhang Youfu was stealing glances at him. The unspoken understanding between them was completely exposed, and he felt unbearably ashamed. As a man, especially one who had always held Zhang Youfu in high esteem, he found this humiliation unbearable, yet he was powerless to do anything about it.

Zhen Wuliang was getting impatient. He had important business to attend to today. Zhang Er's wife was behaving like a wanton slut, her large buttocks constantly thrusting backward. He felt he was about to lose control, so he pressed down on her buttocks and pulled out his penis to take a break.

Zhang Er's wife dared not disobey Zhen Wuliang, so she helped Zhang Youfu stand up. Her legs were dripping with vaginal fluid. She felt she truly had the potential to be a slut, shamelessly displaying her vaginal fluids naked in front of a group of men. Taking advantage of the situation,

Zhang Er shouted at Zhang Youfu, "What are you standing there for? Go check the backyard!" 'Unfortunately, Zhen Wuliang still doesn't want to let him go. Perhaps it's because of the instincts of the body he was in before, he always dislikes Zhang Er and wants revenge.' He laughed and said, 'No need to go. The backyard doesn't need anyone to serve us now. Youfu, just help your second brother and sister-in-law with some work here. After all, I just came to watch the fun.' Zhang Er waited intently for Zhen Wuliang, secretly vowing to take revenge, but now he could only endure it. He had no choice but to turn around and continue working, pretending not to see him.

Zhang Er's wife smiled slightly at his cowardly appearance. She had endured Zhang Er for over twenty years, and this time she finally didn't have to worry about anything. She felt that Zhang Er was the one being isolated in the house now. However, since Zhang Youfu was still nominally his son, her position as a wife and mother seemed a bit awkward. She began to think about how to completely isolate Zhang Er so that she could truly get rid of him and start a new life, a life she had been looking forward to for over ten years.

Seeing Zhen Wuliang pull over a chair and sit down, Zhang Er's wife turned her eyes and pulled Zhang Youfu over, saying, 'Come here, son!' "Let's work together, Mother will tell you how to do it." Saying this, she came in front of Zhen Wuliang, turned her back to him and faced Zhang Youfu, bent over and straddled Zhen Wuliang's thighs, holding his erect penis and slowly inserting it.

Zhang Youfu pretended to say, "Mother! Brother Liangzi didn't say he wanted to fuck you, isn't it a bit inappropriate for you to take the initiative like this?" As he spoke, he glanced at Zhang Er, who was sneaking glances at them

. Zhang Er had been watching out of the corner of his eye, his face ashen, and he quickly turned his head away, pretending not to see.

Zhang Er's wife snorted and said, "Youfu! Mother is going to teach you now, a man must be capable, otherwise what good is it even if you get married? You'll still be fucked by someone else, won't you?" She swayed her waist back and forth and said, "Don't think that I'm taking the initiative to be fucked, I'm doing this for the family, if your father hadn't been blinded by lard and owed so much money, why would I be like this? Your Brother Liangzi is helping us at this time, Mother must repay him properly, right?" Otherwise, what you're seeing now wouldn't be me willingly being fucked; I might be being gang-raped by countless men in a brothel! "Ah~ so good!" Zhang Ersao, supporting her thighs, slapped herself against the floor, quickly losing strength. She glared at Zhang Youfu and said, "Aren't you coming to help me? I haven't even ejaculated yet, and I'm already exhausted. You'd better come and support me." Zhang Youfu had no choice but to come over and take her arm. Zhang Ersao glanced at Zhang Er, who was trembling with anger, and said to Zhang Youfu, "My breasts are a little itchy. Can you scratch them for me?" "Isn't that inappropriate?" Zhang Youfu hesitated.

Zhang Er couldn't help but turn around and glare at her, but Zhang Ersao had already made up her mind and shouted, "What are you afraid of? You not only touched them when you were little, but you also ate them. Otherwise, would your father have been able to afford a wet nurse?" "Alright," Zhang Youfu readily agreed, "Which one is itchy?" "Zhang Ersao laughed, 'It's itchy, itchy everywhere, help me scratch it properly.' Zhang Er originally thought Zhang Youfu would just do a symbolic scratch, but to his surprise! He peeked and saw Zhang Youfu grabbing her two swaying breasts without any politeness and starting to knead them like dough—breasts that even he was no longer qualified to play with.

Zhang Youfu pretended to Zhang Er, 'Dad! Don't misunderstand! I'm just scratching Mother's itch. Mother's breasts are too soft, I'm afraid of hurting them, so I have to be careful. I'm not playing with her breasts.' He shouldn't have said that, because Zhang Er couldn't stand it anymore. He turned around and called out, 'Then I'll do it, you go over there and do your work.' He was aroused by Zhang Ersao's desire, and it was also very frustrating to have his son play with his wife in front of him. The real Wuliang who was resting with his eyes closed was ignored; he was more like a statue, focusing all his attention on controlling his ejaculation."

Seeing Zhang Er approaching, Zhang Er's wife shouted, "I don't need you! I want my son to do it for me." "What the hell do you want?" Zhang Er was also furious. He didn't dare vent his anger on Zhen Wuliang, but he didn't care about others. He shouted at Zhang Er's wife, "Don't go too far, or I'll beat you up." Zhang Er's wife, fearless, took Zhang Youfu's hands and pressed them onto her breasts, saying, "I don't need you, that's fine. My son is better at it than you. He's rubbing my breasts so nicely, ah~ Youfu! Put more pressure on them." With her lower body being fucked and her breasts being rubbed, Zhang Er's wife felt surrounded by desire and gradually lost her rationality, starting to speak according to her feelings.

"Zhang Youfu! Are you going to listen to me?" Zhang Er had no choice but to yell at Zhang Youfu, "Ignore this slut, come and work with me." "Who are you calling a slut?" Zhang Er's wife was unhappy and shouted at Zhang Er, "Who are you calling a slut?" "Youfu is my son. He came out of my vagina. Calling me a slut isn't just insulting me, it's insulting Youfu too." Zhang Er shouted. "So what if I insult him? He's my son! I can insult him whenever I want." He said, reaching out to grab Zhang Youfu and drag him away.

Zhang Er's wife quickly grabbed Zhang Youfu, saying, "Don't go. Just stay here and rub my breasts." She looked at Zhang Er smugly and said, "You've never treated Youfu like your own son. Otherwise, he'd be all grown up now. If you had saved up some of the money you spend on prostitutes, you could have married him long ago. How dare you call him your son?" She looked at Zhang Er's ugly face and shouted, "You're now a slave without grain. You have no rights except to work. I'm letting Youfu rub my breasts, and you're only fit to watch." "Stop arguing," Zhen Wuliang frowned and said, "Just get back to work. Do what you're supposed to do." Zhang Er pointed at Zhang Er's wife and shouted, "You slut, just you wait!" He ignored Zhang Youfu, snorted, and went back to work.

"Sister-in-law, when can we eat?" he asked. He wasn't too hungry, but he was almost unable to control himself from ejaculating and wanted to distract himself.

Zhang Ersao quickly replied with a smile, "Right away, right away!" Ignoring the itching in her lower body, she hurriedly got up and went to the cooking pot to heat the oil. However, this time she forgot to wear an apron, and the splattering steam from the cooking caused her to scream loudly. It didn't actually hurt her, but her screaming was getting unbearable for the other three men.

"It's too smoky here, I'll go outside for a while," Zhang Ersao said. Turning her head, she found he had already left and immediately called to Zhang Youfu, "Aren't you coming over here to block him?" She called Zhang Youfu behind her and said, "Block him! If your breasts get burned, or if Wuliang doesn't want to play anymore, our whole family will be finished! And you're still laughing!" "How much has Mother sacrificed for this family!" Zhang Youfu, with practiced ease, embraced Zhang Ersao, his hands fondling her breasts while his hard penis pressed against her still-wet vagina. Through the thin fabric, he could easily penetrate her. Zhang Ersao, while cooking, twisted her body, enjoying this rare pleasure, occasionally making sarcastic remarks about Zhang Ersao, mostly about his lack of ability and how she could only sell her body for the family's safety.

Seeing Zhang Youfu's increasingly brazen actions, Zhang Ersao wanted to say something but ultimately kept quiet; that would only bring him humiliation. He tried not to watch, but Zhang Ersao's moans kept drawing his attention. He had already discovered Zhang Youfu thrusting into her vagina. He never imagined he would be violated by this mother and son.

Zhang Youfu then remembered his agreement with Zhen Wuliang—to ejaculate no more than once a day—and soon left the unsatisfied Zhang Ersao outside for some fresh air.

Zhang Ersao looked around the room resentfully, now only she and Zhang Er were left, but she still glanced at Zhang Er with contempt and sneered, "What are you looking at? I don't need you to grab my breasts." At the dinner table, Zhen Wuliang sat in the main seat, with Zhang Youfu on his left and Zhang Er opposite him. Zhang Ersao came over and hugged Zhen Wuliang's neck, saying in a lewd voice, "Wuling! My sister-in-law is a little itchy inside, can you scratch it for me?" Zhen Wuliang smiled and said, "I still have to eat. How about this, you come to the table." He cleared the table between himself and Zhang Youfu for Zhang Ersao to lie down on.

Zhang Ersao's head was on Zhen Wuliang's chest, her legs spread open facing Zhang Youfu, her white body glistening lewdly in the sunlight. She looked up at Zhen Wuliang and said, "Didn't you say you would relieve my itch?" Zhen Wuliang said, "I didn't say that. I just wanted you to lie down and rest for a while." He picked up his chopsticks and started eating, his left hand resting on Zhang Ersao's chest, sometimes touching her breasts, sometimes sticking his hand into her mouth to play with her little tongue.

Zhang Ersao could only see his chin and the sky. Her hands unconsciously parted her thighs, and she called out to Zhang Youfu, "Youfu! Can you scratch it for me? It itches down there." Zhang Ersao called from the opposite side, "Are you crazy? How could you let your son do that? That's incest!" Zhang Ersao snorted, "What incest? I didn't let him fuck me, hurry up! Youfu, it itches down there." Zhang Youfu hesitated, "Where? How can I stop the itch if you don't tell me?" Zhang Ersao parted her greasy labia, revealing a dark hole, and called out, "Here! See my little hole down there? That's where you came from. It itches so badly down there, hurry up and scratch it for me." "Oh, okay." Zhang Youfu nodded in agreement, and brazenly placed his hand on her vulva a few times right in front of Zhang Er, then started picking at it with his fingers. Seemingly worried about Zhang Er's feelings, he said, "Dad! Don't worry about it! I'm just doing my filial duty to relieve Mom's itch." Zhang Er, seeing him playing with his wife's vulva while looking at him innocently, was furious. This kid was doing it on purpose! He sneered at the two of them, "You two are really something! If others saw this, they'd drown you in their spit." He looked at Zhang Youfu and said, "If others find out later, don't say I'm your father, I can't bear that embarrassment." Zhang Er's wife laughed, "No need for later!" She said to Zhang Youfu, "You don't need to call him father anymore, because he wasn't originally your father." Zhang Youfu pretended not to know and asked, "What do you mean?" Zhang Er was stunned, pointing at Zhang Er's wife, "You…you?" "Zhang Ersao sneered, 'That's right! Zhang Er! Haven't you always suspected that Zhang Youfu isn't your biological son? Now I'll tell you, he really isn't!' 'I knew it!' Zhang Er jumped up and shouted, 'Was it that scholar?' Zhang Ersao said, 'That's right! I slept with that scholar a few days after he moved into our house. Every day when you went out, I was in bed with him. It's a pity we don't know if he's dead or alive. If he had come back to me back then, I wouldn't have suffered these past ten years with you.' Zhang Youfu stopped and asked in surprise, 'So I'm not his biological son? Then what's my surname?' Zhang Ersao said, 'You'll be called Zhang Youfu! Your biological father's surname is also Zhang, so you don't need to change your name.' She sat up on the table and looked at Zhang Youfu, 'You know how Zhang Er has treated you all these years. Now that we've laid it all out on the table, you and he won't be father and son anymore. But you were born from my belly, so from now on, it'll be just the two of us, mother and son, relying on each other.' 'Okay, okay!'" Zhang Er trembled with rage, pointing at the two of them and saying, "You two are really something!" He yelled at Zhang Er's wife, "I knew you were a slut who wouldn't behave, but I wasn't sure back then, otherwise I would have broken your legs long ago." He then pointed at Zhang Youfu and said, "The son I raised for over ten years was raised by someone else! I was so blind!" Zhang Er's wife sneered, "Stop pretending, Zhang Er. Don't you know how you've treated Youfu all these years?" She looked at the somewhat bewildered Zhang Youfu, pulled his head close to her chest, and said, "You don't need to be like this. It's better to have no father like that. Go back and take good care of your brother Liangzi. He'll find you a good job and a beautiful wife. That's much better than him following Zhang Er." "Zhang Ersao finally spoke what she'd wanted to say all these years. However, she only said it now because she'd discovered Zhen Wuliang was a powerful figure and wanted to completely isolate Zhang Er. She knew Zhen Wuliang treated Zhang Youfu well, and she could be as promiscuous as she wanted in front of them. But Zhang Er? What good would come of him?

Zhang Er slammed his fist on the table and stormed off. Zhang Ersao wasn't satisfied; she planned to take revenge for all the grievances she'd suffered over the years. She yelled at Zhang Er, who hadn't gone far, 'Don't be upset! You've slept with me so many times all these years and haven't produced a child, which means you're completely useless. If I hadn't cuckolded you back then, everyone who knows you would know you're not even a man, haha!' Zhang Er froze, these words hurt him more than anything before. He'd suspected something was wrong with Zhang Youfu, but he hadn't had a child all these years. Was he going to be childless? 'No way! It must be that slut's fault!'" He needed to calm down, then figure out a way to steal the indenture, get some money, and eventually try his luck with another woman.

[The End]

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