Me and My Rural Mother - 18. Reasons

I don't know what time it was when I woke up, but it must have been a while, the sun was already high in the sky.
I stayed up all night last night and didn't sleep at all. Looking at my mother's smile, I fell asleep without realizing it while lying on her bed.
I no longer worry about whether my sister will come into my mother's room or see me. I believe my mother will handle it well.
From the moment she stopped resisting, I knew she was already my woman. The custom in our village is that a woman should nestle in a man's arms and be obedient.
I slowly put on my clothes and climbed out of my mother's bed. Looking at the light beige stains on the quilt and sheets, I felt extremely smug. Didn't she not want it? She actually soaked such a large area of the sheets. How shameless!
Just then, my mother lifted the curtain and came in. She saw me staring blankly at the stain on the bed sheet, and her face turned bright red, so red it looked like it could bleed.
Seeing my mother like this, I burst out laughing, my laughter filled with smugness. My mother's face turned even redder, and she covered her face in embarrassment.
I reached out and hugged my mother tightly, saying, "From now on, you are my woman, and I will make you happy."
At the time, I didn't know that this kind of happiness was dangerous, because it had challenged the bottom line of worldly norms and would not end well.
Hearing my words, my mother said, "You have to be good to me for the rest of your life, or I'll give up everything else." Her voice was still very soft, and after she finished speaking, she quickly buried her head in my arms.
At the time, I didn't realize the weight of my mother's words—a lifetime? I was just an 18-year-old lad then, how could I think that far ahead? At that time, I was only interested in sex.
"Okay, okay, I'll be good to you for the rest of my life," I agreed immediately.
But looking at my mother, I suddenly remembered something and became very scared. I asked, "Mom, I... I ejaculated inside you both times. Will you get pregnant?"
My mother rolled her eyes at me, her gaze seeming to say, "Oh, you only remembered this now? You've only ever thought about your own happiness."
She broke free from my embrace, walked straight to the wardrobe, opened it, and took out a box from the bottom of a few old clothes.
I opened the box and found it filled with bags of various sizes, each labeled "birth control pills." Seeing this, I finally understood. No wonder she wasn't afraid of me ejaculating inside her while we were having an affair in that shack; she had this secret weapon!
But then another question arose: "Mom, Father has been dead for so many years, how do you have these things?"
"Did someone give this to you?" "Yes, they gave it to you. Who would be so kind? You can't buy these things in the city without a marriage certificate." I was a little skeptical, and a suspicion even crept into my mind: could my mother be having an affair in the village?
“It was really a gift,” my mother seemed to see right through me and quickly explained, “Since the year before last, the county and township have been promoting family planning all the time. They give this to every woman they see. I didn’t want it at the time, but they forced it on me, saying it was to protect the health of us women.”
Seeing that I was starting to believe her, my mother added, "I haven't had a single one in the past two years, and I've accumulated this whole big box."
"Not a single one used? Didn't we just use one a while ago?" I said to my mother with a mischievous grin. My mother blushed again, too embarrassed to say anything more, and buried her head in her thighs.
Just when I thought my mother had nothing to say, she spoke up: "That day, I went to Dawuzi to steal some corn. You can eat a lot, and your two younger sisters also have big appetites. I had no choice."
Hearing my mother's explanation, I felt a pang of sadness. My mother had truly had a hard life. Then she continued, "Who knew that the man guarding the land there wasn't afraid of ghosts? He grabbed me with a sudden movement, and I had no choice but to do it. Later, that man threatened me, and I really had no other option." After saying this, she started to sob.
"You had no choice? I never threatened you, you just came to me willingly." As I was thinking this, something suddenly popped into my head, and I quickly asked, "Mom, you're talking about ghosts, what are ghosts?"
Yes, the most important purpose of this trip is to find out about the ghost. Did my mother allow Liu Zi or anyone else to do it? Thinking about this question, I asked my mother with great urgency.
My mother stopped crying immediately, clearly not expecting such a strong reaction from my question about ghosts. She said, "Since last year, I've been stealing corn from Dawuzi, but I'm afraid of getting caught, so... so..."
"So you pretend to be a ghost to scare people?" I asked quickly. "Yes, yes, last year I almost got caught. My pants were ripped, and they even plucked a few hairs from my pants," my mother said.
"That's it, that's it, now everything makes sense. No wonder there were rumors of a female ghost there, no wonder Xiao Liu said that. It was all my mother's doing." I felt a surge of joy. "My mother has never been with another man. She belongs to me, to me alone."
"I'm so stupid, I'm so stupid, I should have thought of that sooner," I muttered to myself as I pounded my head with my fist.
"Shunzi, what's wrong? Don't scare your mother!" My mother was frightened and didn't know what to do when she saw me like this.
Hearing my mother's voice, I suddenly looked up and saw the anxious look on her face. Without saying anything more, I hugged her tightly and showered her with kisses, saying, "Mom, you are my dear mother, you are my very, very best mother."
This knot in my heart has finally been untied.
To be continued..........

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