The Rise of the Mother-in-Law (Parts 1-9) (2/3)

6.
I went to take a shower, and when I came out, my mother-in-law had already brought out the food.

But I noticed that her legs were swaying a little when she walked, and I knew what was going on,
so I chuckled.

She, however, had a frown on her face. She sat down and said, "What's so funny? It's all your fault, you naughty guy.
It hurts quite a bit."

"Does it hurt inside?" I stopped chuckling and asked with concern.

"It's mainly my legs that hurt from you touching them. When you opened them so wide at the beginning, my old arms and legs couldn't take it.
-- It's okay down there, but it's a little swollen. It's been too long since I've had any." She handed me chopsticks.

I picked up my rice bowl and casually asked, "How long has it been since you—did that?"

She glanced at me warily, but seeing that I wasn't joking, she thought for a moment and said, "I can't remember exactly
. It's been rare since I was forty. Your dad started living in Runzhou, going back once every month or two. When he did go back, he'd just sleep
, or drink and listen to Peking Opera. Occasionally, he'd do it once, but it was just a quick prank. When he went back to Hongyang,
he was getting old, and his health wasn't so good. I've been doing it for three to five years now."

She sighed, "It'll be even less likely in the future. Look at his illness, even if he gets better, his health is probably not
up to par."

I put some food on her plate, "Oh, Dad's getting old, of course. He's 60 this year, right?"

"Every year you get older, you're not like you young people, when you go crazy—who can handle that?" Her face was
flushed .

"It's just that I feel sorry for Mom," I said obsequiously.

"Oh, don't talk about that. I don't know either. I wanted it a few years ago, but I've wanted it even more these past two years. I don't know
why , maybe it's because I'm going through menopause and my hormones are out of whack."

I didn't dare laugh. "Everyone has these needs, Mom, it's normal."

"Oh, let's not talk about this. I feel like I'm dreaming. How did this happen?" She looked at me
and pouted.

"Heh, Mom, actually I struggled a lot at first, but I really wanted to be close to you. It's all my fault. I'm
not without morals, and I know that this is something society criticizes, but I still can't control myself." I
felt obligated to take responsibility for this, so as to reduce her guilt.

"Every time I come home with Hanyue and see you, I feel so warm and loving. You're both so good to me.
Sometimes I really have the urge to lean on you."

She stared at me with wide eyes. "You wanted to before—?"

"Yes, I wanted to when Hanyue was around, but I had to control myself."

This wasn't a lie; to some extent, it was true.

"I don't even dare to go too often, especially after Hanyue left. I can't go back to Hongyang as frequently anymore. I
never expected something like this to happen today. If you hadn't come to the meeting and stayed here, maybe I would never have
said anything, maybe nothing would have happened in my life."

She sighed deeply, "Is this just—fate!"

"But I think this is good fate," I grabbed her hand and looked at her, saying, "I don't regret it at all
. I feel very happy and blessed. I think today might be one of the happiest
times in my life. I think I can bring happiness to others." She

also held my hand and said, "I don't know if you're a good kid or a bad kid."

I smiled, "But I know you're a good wife."

She glared at me and said, "I'm your wife's mother!"

"Okay, but you'll be my wife for the next few days, okay?"

She paused for a moment, looking at my eager expression, and said, "Eat quickly, I still have to wash the dishes after you finish."

That evening, while watching TV, we talked about Zhang Guangtao's matter. I said I had found someone, and she remained silent for a long time:
"Just a couple of days ago I thought Zhang Guangtao wasn't so bad, but how much better is what happened between us today?"

I said. "Why are you overthinking things again?"

She took a sip of water and said, "No, no, I've never been this indulgent in my life. Maybe this is wrong
, but like you said, once it's done, I don't want to think about it anymore. Maybe I'll regret it later, we'll see."

I patted her hand and smiled, "Mom, that's the right way to think."

She said seriously, "I absolutely can't let anyone know, otherwise, I'm finished."

I also put on a stern face and said, "Mom, don't worry, I promise to keep it a secret." I deliberately pursed my lips, and she smiled
. I suddenly got up and kissed her lips. She was startled by my sudden attack, but quickly recovered and
tried to push me away. Of course, I didn't let her succeed. My tongue successfully found hers. She tried to dodge, but she
couldn't. I hooked her tongue right in front of her, and we entwined like that.

The moment we separated, her face flushed crimson: "You bad boy, I was suffocating!"

"I'm telling you, my mouth is sealed shut by me, and yours is sealed shut by me too, like a stamp."

She rolled her eyes at me: "Always so glib." She stood up and said, "My lower body hurts a little, I don't want to watch TV anymore
, I want to go to sleep."

I grabbed her, staring at her with longing eyes: "Can you sleep with me tonight?"

She immediately refused: "No, I'm not used to it."

"You still say you'll be my wife for these few days." My tone was humble, but aggressive.

She ignored me and walked straight to the bedroom. When she reached the door, she turned back to me, who was already somewhat disheartened, and said, "
Okay , I'll try, but promise me, absolutely no more tonight. I'm afraid I can't handle it."

I was overjoyed and quickly said, "Okay, whatever you say."

When I woke up in the morning, I saw my mother-in-law curled up beside me, like a fat white kitten. I'm
a person of my word. Last night, although I really wanted to, I ultimately restrained myself. But after my persistent pleading,
she took off all her clothes, and I held her as we fell asleep, my hand resting on her breasts the whole time. Just like
that , without kneading or teasing, but I felt incredibly happy. I don't know if my happiness
is different from others, but I truly enjoyed that night.

I looked at the clock; it was 7:30. I got out of bed. I really didn't want to go to work like this, but what could I
do?

The sound of me getting out of bed probably woke my mother-in-law. She suddenly opened her eyes, looked at me, and immediately turned over to get up.

I said, "What are you doing?"

"I'll go make you breakfast," she mumbled. She sat up and realized she was naked from the waist up
. She quickly pulled her shirt off from the bedside table and put it on, muttering, "You're so annoying."

I couldn't miss the alluring sight of her soft, white breasts hanging in front of her chest, so I went over, put my arm around her shoulder, and said, "
I really don't want to go to work."

Her eyes still held a hint of shyness and evasion. "What do you want to do if you don't go to work?" she asked, clearly
knowing the answer . But I noticed her eyes were bloodshot.

I deliberately placed my hand on her breast. Even through her clothes, I could still feel its
softness and warmth. "It's like being at home with you."

She twisted her body, looking embarrassed. "Go away, you're up to no good."

I said, "Mom, didn't you sleep well last night? Why are your eyes so red?"

She tried to stand up and said, "How could I sleep well? You know, I was thinking all night."

I was afraid she would overthink things; older people are always so cautious. But I still asked, "
What were you thinking about?"

She sighed, "What? I thought about everything and nothing at the same time. My mind is a mess, I just can't sleep."

"Then you should sleep in this morning," I said softly.

"I'll make you breakfast first." She didn't remove my hand.

"No need, I'll go out to eat. You should get some rest." I checked my watch and stood up.

Seeing that I was determined to leave, she didn't try to stop me. As she led me to the bedroom door, she asked hesitantly, "Are you
coming home for dinner tonight?"

I smiled, remembering our agreement from last night, and turned back to ask, "Do you want me to come back for dinner?"

Her face was already flushed: "Whatever you want."

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