The Story of Gazi Village

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Prologue: Oh my, a rare guest! A rare guest indeed! Buddy, come in, come in, get on the kang (heated brick bed), get on the kang and warm up! Buddy, you just got off
the train, right? Wait, the train should have left a long time ago. What? The train was delayed? Oh, I knew it!

Hey, honey, hurry up and cook! My buddy and I are having a good drink. My buddy, tell me, what do you want to eat? Pork stew with vermicelli
? Chicken stew with mushrooms? Spare ribs stew with sauerkraut? We have everything at home! What, too greasy? Okay, honey, hurry up and make us a cold dish.

Come on, drink, drink! Don't say anything more, the words are all in the wine. Deep feelings, down it in one gulp; shallow feelings, just a sip! How to drink? You tell me! To
the central government or to the local government? Hmm, you don't understand what the central government and local government are! Hey, let me tell you, it's what you call "open" or "half-open" in your city. Ah,
half-open, okay, half-open it is then, let's go to the central government first! Cheers!

Hey, eat up, eat up! Don't be shy, don't stand on ceremony! When you come to our Gazi Village, eat and drink heartily, eat whatever you like
, and we'll keep you coming back for more!

Hey buddy, it's not easy for you to remember me. It's so rare that you still remembered me and made a special trip to see me in this heavy rain. My heart is warmed. Friend, my good
buddy, you're definitely the best (gives a thumbs up).

What? Nowhere to go during the National Day holiday? Hey, you city folks only know how to do those silly things. We country folk don't celebrate anything like May Day or October Day.
Heh heh, this year October Day coincides with the Mid-Autumn Festival! That's what you call a rural-urban fusion! Let's celebrate October Day and Mid-Autumn Festival together!
But during this National Day holiday, we rural folks are busy harvesting our crops. However, we'll be done soon, and from now on, it'll be time to hibernate
!

Dude, after we finish drinking, I'll get some friends together and we'll play a few rounds of mahjong. Nothing too serious, just something to have some fun, right? Hmm, don't want to play? Not interested?
Then, then, what's the point? Running around? No, it's too cold… Ah, what, what, you want to hear my stories? Well, my friend,
my best buddy, don't you know I'm a roughneck? I don't have your wealth of knowledge; what could I possibly say?

What? What? Oh, you want me to tell you the story of our Gazi Village? Well, well, I've never been anywhere else in my life. The farthest place I've ever been
is the county town. I've lived in Gazi Village for most of my life, and I know almost everything that happens in every household in the village.

Friend, if you ask me to talk about national affairs, astronomy, or geography, that's definitely a challenge for me; I have no knowledge of those. But if you ask me to talk about
the awful things those Ga Gu people in Ga Gu Village have done, there are so many, they're practically his father, an old man! Where do you think I should even begin? Hmm?

Hey, --- Oh dear, hey hey hey yo, -- there's so much going on in Gazi Village, just a quick swipe and you've got a whole basketful.

There's so much gossip going on, we could talk about it for three days and three nights and still not finish.

The Li family girl is having an affair, and the Zhao family woman has eloped with someone.

Liu Daqian loves gambling; he lost everything in one night.

Hey, --, oh dear, hey hey hey yo, -- there are so many people in Ga Zi Village, the cunning ones are all rotten to the core.

The pigs and beef from the Fan family are fat and strong; I guarantee they'll be perfectly cooked within two days.

The Lü family is having a celebration at their new house, and all they ate was diarrhea and other wasteful efforts.

The Ma family was collecting wedding gifts, and in the chaos, counterfeit money was seized the opportunity to be sold.

Hey, --, oh dear, hey hey hey yo, --... What, what did you say? Oh! Stop singing, it's too noisy! Hmm, I get it, friend, my buddy
, you city folks don't really like listening to our rural folk opera—Errenzhuan! Sigh, then forget it, I won't sing anymore. The host goes along with the guest, right? Come on, have another
drink, bottoms up! Buddy, if you don't like listening to me sing Errenzhuan for you, then let's just drink and chat.

Hey buddy, you have your drink first. Let me tell you a little joke, just as a digression, to lighten the mood!

Just yesterday, a clothing merchant came to our village. He drove a small donkey cart with a pile of
old clothes that you city folks wouldn't even bother to look at. Quite a few people from our village gathered around to look at the clothes. But while many people looked, few actually bought any,
or rather, no one bought anything at all. We're poor; we haven't even sold our grain yet, we have no money.

Li Erlengzi, a chubby kid from the village, swayed and approached the donkey cart: "Hey, clothes seller, can I try this on?" "Sure,
why not!" The clothes seller enthusiastically stuffed the garment into Erlengzi's hands.

Everyone in the village knew that this little boy, Ga Zi, didn't have a single penny. Even his mother had to beg from others to smoke a cigarette, yet he could still afford old clothes.

"Okay, then I'll try it on and see if it fits!" That kid, after putting on the old clothes, turned around and ran into the village,
disappearing in the blink of an eye, which made the clothing seller so angry that he cursed loudly.

What? What did you say? Oh, why doesn't this businessman chase after him?

Hey, my friend, my buddy, would a clothing merchant dare abandon his huge pile of old clothes and chase after that brat? If he actually did
chase after Li Erlengzi, whether he could even catch him was another question. Even if he did catch him and snatched the old clothes back, when he returned to his donkey cart with those clothes
, I'm sure, I bet you my life, he wouldn't have a single piece of his old clothes left.

Seriously, everyone in our Gazi Village, whether they're young women, married women, or even snotty-nosed brats, is a master thief
. They're incredibly fast; you don't even need to leave your donkey cart. Sometimes, while you're haggling with someone, you might turn around and find a piece of clothing stolen in the blink of an eye.

So, isn't Li Erlengzi pretty shrewd? Hehe, but he's not quite there yet, he's still too green. There are people even shrewder than him!

Once, a liquor seller came to our village, Gazi Village. Xu Da Maitai, a man with six fingers from the east end of the village, carried a 20-jin (10 kg) large wooden
clapper and walked up to the liquor seller's cart. He shoved the empty clapper into the cart owner's hand and said, "Quick, fill me a barrel of 60-proof liquor!" The cart owner, seeing a business
opportunity, happily filled Xu Da Maitai's barrel with 60-proof liquor. Xu Da Maitai pointed to his yard and said, "Hey, look carefully,
that's my house. Wait a moment, I'll go home and ask my wife for the money, and I'll bring it to you in a bit!" The cart owner readily agreed, lit
a cigarette, and sat on his cart waiting for Xu Da Maitai to bring the money.

You can imagine how despicable Xu Da had become. After taking the wine stalk home, he secretly poured it into the wine vat, then filled the empty stalk with
cold water. And that's when the real show began.

Xu Da Maitai's one-eyed wife grabbed the broom and shoved him, who was carrying a large bucket of cold water, into the house. The force of her blow caused
Xu Da Maitai to stumble and nearly fall. His wife continued shoving him, waving the broom and
cursing, "You damned spendthrift! All you do is endlessly piss on yourself! Don't you know we're almost out of rice? We don't have any
spare money to buy you this piss!" Xu Da Maitai, clutching his head and dejected, ran to the carriage. "Hey, buddy," he said, "look at this spendthrift woman..."
…” Xu Da Maitai turned around and glanced at his wife, who was still cursing incessantly, then looked at the wine cart owner, his face showing a dilemma. The wine cart
owner could only say, “Forget it, if you’re afraid of
your wife, don’t drink!” “Oh, I’m really sorry, come on,” Xu Da Maitai immediately jumped onto the cart and enthusiastically lifted the lid of the wine barrel: “Come on, come on, I’ll pour it back for you, oh damn, this spendthrift woman!” Just like that, Xu Da Maitai cleverly
exchanged a bucket of cold water for a bucket of strong liquor. So, buddy, isn’t what we Ga Gu people from Ga Gu Village do pretty Ga Gu things, hehe!

...Oh dear, these quacks are here right on time!

Hey, come in, all of you come in. You're fucking punctual! Hey everyone, let's stick to the usual routine. Once you're inside, draw a line on the wall to show you're
here on time for work today.

Hey buddy, have your drink, don't be shy. These are all fellow villagers from Gazi Village. We just finished tending our own plots of land, stacked the corn,
and hauled the firewood home. Nothing much to do now, and with winter just around the corner, we're all so bored. Eating is the only thing keeping us busy. And sure enough, as soon as I put down
my bowl, all the aunts, uncles, and young men and women from the neighborhood came over one after another, in groups of twos and threes, like they were going to work
.

What? It's so messy! Hey, it's always like this, like a stage play! I like it this way. What else can you do when you're just killing time? Set up a deck of cards? Hey, that deck of cards is almost...

Let me trim the edges!

Come, come, everyone, sit on the kang (heated brick bed). Don't be shy. This is a friend from the city, my best buddy. Don't let his city background fool you; he's got no airs at all
. Wow. Oh, right, I was just about to tell my friend some rather quaint stories about our Guzi Village. I'd only just started, and before I could even get started,
you guys ruined it all.

Hey everyone, how about this? You all sit on the kang (heated brick bed), and let's chat about the big blue ( a metaphor for a serious, often unreliable,
role). I know you're all no ordinary soldiers, each one a bit more eccentric than the last. Today, let's seize this rare opportunity and quickly share all our extraordinary experiences, as well as any hearsay, rumors
, or far-fetched stories. Come on, tell us! Who wants to go first?

"Well, Li Ying, you're the oldest here, so you should start everyone on the first note." "Hey, what are you blushing for?
Everyone in our village knows your name, Li Ying! Come on over, tell our friends from the city about you, what are you afraid of!"

"Hmph, fine, I'll tell you! Life's just a bunch of mundane things! This distinguished guest from the city, my name is Li Ying, female, this year, this year… oh,
I don't know how old I am. I don't remember which year my mother gave birth to me, maybe the Republic of China era… oh well, age doesn't matter
. If you're interested, I'll tell you about most of my life. Want to hear it? Just say so, young man, want to hear
it?" Li Ying, Li Ying, sigh, my life has been pretty miserable. I don't know what sins I committed in my past life, but I was born into the wrong family. My dad's a big gambler.
The moment he hears about gambling, he gets all excited and energetic. His eyes light up like a hawk's, gleaming with a menacing glint. Once he sits down
at the table, he doesn't care about anything else. Whether you're digging or planting seedlings, just stay away, I'll deal with that after I've had my fill of gambling.

Hmph, my good-for-nothing old man, by the time you've had your fill of playing cards, it'll be too late. The weeds in the field will have already killed the newly sprouted seedlings.

My father's gambling not only caused him to neglect his work and disrupt the farming season, but he also lost his three dilapidated thatched houses to someone else. In a fit of anger, my grandmother took my mother
back to her parents' home and refused to live with my father anymore.

My father and I built a dilapidated thatched house on a low-lying, waterlogged plot of land on the edge of the village, a place no one wanted to cultivate. The house was low, damp, and dark
, and it didn't keep us warm in winter or insulate us in summer. Especially in the dead of winter, my father and I would huddle together in the cold, tattered cotton quilt, shivering from the cold.

"Son, come here!" My father lifted the tattered quilt and told me to crawl into his bed. I thought it would be good for the two of us to be together and keep each other warm, so
I crawled into my father's bed.

My father drank a little liquor that night. He pressed his mouth, which reeked of alcohol and had a thick, stiff beard, against my red, frozen face and said, "
Look how cold you are, kid. Your little face is as red as an apple. Come here, let Dad warm it up for you!" After saying that, my father opened his mouth wide and kissed my cheek.

I nestled against my father's body, warmed by the alcohol, and involuntarily pressed my almost frozen body tightly against his chest. My father's
large, rough hands grasped my icy hands and feet: "Oh dear, look how cold you are, child. These little hands are colder than popsicles. Come on, let Daddy warm you up."
He then stretched out his large hands and began to stroke my hands and feet repeatedly: "Oh dear, your thighs are so cold they're practically frozen solid. Come on, let Daddy rub them!"
My father pulled up my shirt and grabbed my legs, his calloused, file-like black hands caressing my cold, delicate white legs. Under my father's massage, my
body gradually warmed up, and I pressed myself even closer to my father's chest.

As I was blissfully enjoying the meager warmth my father was providing, I suddenly felt his large hand slip
inside my underwear and rest on my delicate, still-developing vulva. I stared at him in astonishment, but he said nonchalantly, "
Don't be afraid, child. Daddy's just touching you; it won't hurt you!" With that, his hand began greedily scratching and rubbing my vulva, touching this
and picking at that, making my whole body itch. Slowly, a strange sensation I had never experienced before arose, and my breathing became deep and rapid.

Seeing this, Dad chuckled and pulled down my panties, spread my thighs, and thrust his thick, hard, carrot-like fingers into my tender little pussy.

"Ouch, it hurts, Dad!" An unbearable pain made me cry out instinctively. My father comforted me gently, saying, "Don't be afraid,
child, it won't hurt in a while. Back when I was touching your mother, she kept crying out in pain, but after a while she started laughing. In the end, when I didn't want to
touch her anymore, she wouldn't let me!" My father's fingers went deep inside, reaching the depths of my tender little vagina. At first, I endured the pain, clenched my teeth, stared with terrified
eyes, and clamped my legs tightly around my father's hand, trying to stop his illegal entry. But, being underage, I was no match for my father's strength.

My father was as strong as an ox. He could carry a sack of corn weighing over 200 pounds with ease, without batting an eye
or breaking a sweat. Whenever he lost all his money gambling, he would run to the grain depot to carry sacks to earn some cash. None of the hard-working guys at the grain depot could outrun my father! Despite my desperate resistance, my father's fingers still viciously
plunged into my tender little vagina, and a stream of bright red blood flowed from my poor little vagina. I was so frightened that I opened my mouth and started crying.
My father's fingers continued to chuckle and chuckle inside my tender vagina while he turned around and frantically kissed my cheeks: "Don't cry, ah, good child, don't cry, it'll be alright in a little while
, child, you're still young, you don't understand, girls have to go through this day sooner or later, it's called deflowering! Daddy will deflower you. " "Okay, it won't hurt anymore when you play with it again
!" Sure enough, not long after, my tender little pussy, under my dad's stirring, went from pain to numbness. I stopped crying, but couldn't help humming
. I couldn't stop humming; my dad's fingers made my tender little pussy incredibly itchy, and sticky stuff flowed out, running down my buttocks and
onto the mattress. "Ah, ah—I need to pee, Daddy, I need to pee!" I hummed as I shouted at my dad.

"Son, you don't need to pee, you're in heat, good, good job, Daddy likes you, come here, Daddy will give you something nice." After saying that, the old
man turned over and sat up and pulled out his big, hairy penis.

It startled me. I'd never seen anything like it before! My goodness, it was so long! Almost as long as a cucumber! But cucumbers are long and thin,
while Dad's pissing penis was long and thick, like a hammer handle, ridiculously swaying back and forth in front of me. Dad pushed me back down into
the blankets and spread my legs again. I didn't know what tricks Dad was up to, and just stared at him blankly.

My father, gripping his huge, hard cock like an iron cannon, thrust it straight into my tender little pussy. Ah, my father was going to insert this terrifying thing into my tender little pussy! My God,
wouldn't that kill me? Wouldn't he tear my white, delicate little pussy to shreds?! I was so scared that I trembled all over and struggled desperately, but no matter how hard I
tried, I couldn't escape my father's iron-like giant hand.

With a "thud," my father's big iron gun gleamed as it was inserted into my tender little pussy.

"Ah, ah—it hurts!" I screamed. Oh no, oh no, I'm going to die!

"Gurgle—gurgle—!" Dad clenched his dirty yellow teeth, grabbed my two white legs, and twisted his bear-like, muscular body. His
big, iron-gun-like cock went in and out of my tender little pussy frequently, slamming against the flower bud at the end of my tender little pussy again and again.

My breathing quickened, my heart pounded violently, as if it might burst out of my gaping mouth at any moment. Deep inside my tender little pussy, it
convulsed pitifully under the relentless pounding of my dad's big cock, contracting incessantly, probably trying to escape the savage harassment of his big cock.

As the force of the large penis intensified, an indescribable, euphoric, and almost fatal feeling traveled from the tip of my tender vagina to my brain
. I tightly closed my eyes and moaned uncontrollably, my whole body trembling uncontrollably, my thighs shaking even more violently.

Ah, so this incredibly scary big cock actually has such wonderful qualities! No wonder Mom and Dad often
made me moan in the middle of the night when Dad was with me. At the time, I didn't know what was going on and thought Dad had lost all his money gambling and was taking it out on Mom! Oh, so that
's what happened! Hehe, although it hurts a bit, it's quite fun. As for exactly how fun it is, I can't explain why, but from then on,
whenever Dad's big cock went into my little pussy, it produced an extremely blissful feeling. Ah, it's simply wonderful!

However, on the other hand, everything has its good and bad sides. This is what the village cadres said during our political class meeting.

They say this is what Chairman Mao said: "Everything has two sides." My dad's big cock brought indescribable pleasure to my tender little pussy, but, but,
because I was too young at the time, my bones hadn't fully developed yet, especially since my dad had been pressing down on my thighs for a long time, and because my thighs had to be
spread wide apart when he was penetrating me, look what happened today: my legs are thick and short, and severely bent, unable to come together. People in the village call me bowlegged
.

What's so funny? So what if you have bowlegs? People still want bowlegs, and they're even fighting over them. If they can't get one, they get so angry they turn red in the face.

Okay, okay, no one's going to ramble on like this anymore, let's get back to the main topic.

From then on, I spent the entire winter with my dad, huddled in our warm quilts, tirelessly playing the game of having his big cock penetrate my tender pussy.

Before he knew it, the year was drawing to a close. After selling the corn from those few acres of land, Dad's gambling addiction flared up again! Encouraged by his gambling buddies, Dad, clutching
the money from selling the corn, confidently sat down at the card table. As a result, the corn he had planted all year was gone in less than half a night, leaving him with nothing. Dad
was indignant, but without gambling money, who would play with him? Who would let him win money out of thin air? Dad went everywhere to borrow, but everyone in the village knew he was a gambling
addict; once he got the money, it would vanish instantly, and he'd never pay it back, so no one was willing to lend him any.

"Damn it," Dad cursed angrily, "We all live in the village, we see each other all the time, always laughing and joking, but
when it comes to real money, we all turn on each other. Fine, I won't ask you for money, look how scared you are." Then, Dad grabbed
the collar of the guy who had won money and was trying to slip away: "Don't go, keep playing!" "You, you don't have a single penny left, what are you going to play with!" "Damn it," Dad
suddenly pointed at me at the end of the bed, and then roared angrily, "I'll bet my daughter, do you dare to gamble!" "Ah!" Dad's words
startled everyone in the room.

The guy who gambled away all of his father's corn-selling money was nicknamed "Second Devils." Just from that name, you can guess what kind of person he was. He
was short, with a long, narrow face like a knife, and a pair of murky eyes that gleamed with an extremely sinister light.

He was a notorious shaman in the village. I'd seen him more than once, dancing and gesturing with the local deity to invoke spirits and exorcise ghosts—it was quite a spectacle! This shaman
was skilled at both shamanistic rituals and card games, and he'd swindled my father out of a lot of money. But my stubborn father, as if possessed,
always preferred gambling with him, never willing to back down.

Erguizi used to have a pretty good wife, but for some reason, he sold her to a brothel in the county. Now he's a bachelor, lacking women
to satisfy his lust. Hearing his father's words, he immediately perked up: "Brother, this won't do! We're just getting together for some fun, how can we
stake a living person on someone? What kind of society is that? This is the new society now, buying and selling people is forbidden, you know that!" "No way, I still want to gamble with you!"
His father had lost all of the year's grain money, and with red eyes, he stubbornly clung to Erguizi, refusing to let him leave the house. Erguizi, however, seized the opportunity
: "Brother, I've gambled for half my life and never seen anyone like you. How about this, let's make one last bet. If you win, all the money I have is
yours. If you lose, well, don't blame me for being impolite. I'll take your daughter and make her my wife, what do you say?" "Okay," his father readily
agreed.

Needless to say, Dad lost again. He slumped onto the earthen bed, hanging his head in despair. Erguizi
threw a wad of cash in front of him: "Here you go. I don't want this money. I just want to take your daughter. Keep this money for the New Year. Brother, I sincerely advise you, stop
gambling. Your skills are no good. If you keep gambling this year, you'll lose until next year."

"Stop gambling! If you lose all this money, I won't be able to help you anymore!" Just like that, I was taken home by the traitor to be his wife, completely bewildered.
I thought to myself: Hehe, this is fine. Girls have to get married sooner or later anyway. However, I didn't really like my dad marrying me off to someone else in this way.

The traitor happily led me to his house. Wow, what a house! My house was already dilapidated enough, but this traitor's house was even worse.

It was many times more messy. The empty courtyard was a complete mess, with pig and chicken droppings everywhere, and you could easily step on your shoes if you weren't careful.

I stepped across the threshold, and oh damn it, I almost tripped and fell flat on my face. The thatched hut sank deep into the ground, and I stumbled forward.
The traitor grabbed me, yelling, "Watch out, watch out!" The hut was dimly lit; the straw mat was charred, propped up in the center by a fire poker to prevent
it from burning completely. At the far end of the earthen bed sat a man about the same age as the traitor, his sleepy eyes fixed on me. The traitor
shoved me from behind. "Get on the kang, hurry up and get on the kang!" Then she boasted to the man at the end of the kang, "What are you looking at? This is the wife I won over, hehe,
you're so envious, you won't get any..." "Zhu Zi," suddenly, an old woman's weak voice came from the other end of the kang, "Zhu Zi, hurry up
and bring me the chamber pot!" "Go away, go away, go away, humph, no one serves you, you're always taking a dump!" The dull-witted man at the end of the kang, called Zhu Zi,
yelled at the old woman impatiently.

Ah, this is a blind old woman, curled up in a quilt that reeks of acrid stench, her whole body trembling incessantly: "Well, you little wolf cub, fuck your
mother..." ...What, let me continue? Sigh, I'm really embarrassed to say it, really, this, this.

I'm going all in. Anyway, God's only got a few days left to live, so whatever happens, happens!

These two traitorous brothers have one thing in common: eating!

Even if they only had a dime, the two traitors would run to the store to buy a fried dough twist. If they heard that someone in the village had slaughtered a big fat pig, the traitors
would rush there like a greedy old cat smelling fish: "Quick, quick, cut me ten catties of meat!" "Money, where's the money!" the butcher would say, stretching out his dirty hands covered in blood.

"Damn it, what's the rush! Do you think I'd eat your pork for free? Put it on the tab and pay you back when the corn comes in the fall!" The two traitors not only
ate pork on credit, but also bought almost all their liquor and tofu on credit. In the fall, the people coming to collect their debts could practically break down the doorframe.

The two traitors had astonishingly large and voracious appetites. They could easily devour a whole basin of greasy, dripping fatty meat in one sitting, drink two jin
of strong liquor, and then swallow three large, white steamed buns at the end.

In this world, there's nothing they wouldn't dare swallow except the living. They'd pick up chickens that died of plague by the roadside, clean them up
, and then throw them into a big pot to steam with relish. The two traitors ate the disgusting rice-pox meat without hesitation, chewing and swallowing it with gusto, their mouths greasy and their faces beaming with immense satisfaction and
happiness.

I hated looking at those two traitorous brothers' faces. From the day I entered their house, I never saw them properly wash their faces, let alone take a bath
. Their white shirts were worn black and purple, the collars gleaming with oil stains. Heh heh, even the blacksmith's clothes weren't as
shiny as those two traitorous brothers'.

What was most repulsive and unbearable was the traitor's incredibly ugly and filthy feet. As for how smelly those feet were, I can't describe it in words; let's
just look at the facts.

Once, I fell ill, and Erguizi took me to the county town for treatment. We boarded the train, but there were hardly any passengers in the carriage. Erguizi lazily
lay back on the seat and stretched his stinky feet straight out into the aisle.

The train conductor came out to patrol the carriages, puzzled by the strange stench emanating from them. He frowned and searched around, sometimes opening the toilet door to take a look, sometimes bending
down to peer under the seats to check, but he still couldn't find the source of the stench. The train conductor, having gained nothing, gradually approached us. His eyes immediately
fell on the traitor's stinky feet, and he angrily shouted, "My goodness! Such stinky feet! I smelled them in the duty room! I was wondering
where that stench was coming from. I searched from one carriage to another, but I still couldn't figure out where it was coming from. You'd better put your stinky feet
under the seat right now…!" After a hearty meal, the traitor, with a forced smile, grabbed me and tried to seduce me. Sitting nearby, Zhu Zi, who hadn't been helping the old lady with her excrement,
couldn't resist joining in. Seeing this, the traitor said irritably, "Get out, get out, get out! This is none of your business! I won it!" "Damn it, if you don't
let me have my way, then get out! This room is mine, mine!…" Zhu Zi retorted defiantly, speaking like the homeowner, ordering the traitor to leave.

The traitor immediately changed his tone: "Hey, look at you, what's the rush? What are you two arguing about, you're brothers? What's yours and mine? Just wait a minute, I guarantee
you'll have your fill of fun in a bit!..." Compared to the cunning and treacherous traitor, I preferred the tall, handsome, and honest Zhu Zi. I always slept next to Zhu Zi,
while I avoided the traitor whenever possible, and if I couldn't avoid him, I would just deal with him hastily.

Since I was already familiar with the bedroom matters between men and women and had many years of practical experience, I didn't find it difficult to deal with these two men. On the contrary, I felt
very happy. I had them both under my thumb, making them run around in front of and behind me all day long.

In an attempt to win my favor, the two brothers competed to please me. Zhu Zi secretly slipped me a crabapple, and Er Gui Zi, seeing this, silently slipped out of the house
and soon returned with a shiny, greasy twisted dough stick, proudly handing it to me.

"Where did you steal this from again!" Pillar said angrily.

"It's none of your business! You wouldn't even have the ability to steal from me!" Things get lively at night. These two brothers,
arguing and cursing each other until they were red in the face, were vying to have sex with me. I lay in bed, chuckling coldly at their ridiculous antics. When they were tired of arguing and their voices were hoarse, I
said, "Zhu Zi, you go first..." Zhu Zi coldly made a face at the two traitors, then burrowed into my bed and started groping and biting me haphazardly
. I patted his broad shoulders. "Zhu Zi, lick this for me," I pointed to my little, tender pussy—oh, no, it's no longer a little, tender pussy
; it's grown into a plump, hairy, horny cunt.

Zhu Zi obediently bent down, his mouth, covered with fine downy whiskers, gently pressed against my big, horny pussy and began to suck very gently. I love it when
Zhu Zi gives me oral sex; his fine whiskers affectionately massage my mature, shiny vulva. The feeling is indescribably wonderful.

However, although Zhu Zi was tall and strong, his penis was extremely small, soft, and uninteresting. But Er Gui Zi, despite his thin and small stature,
incredibly possessed a huge penis that I found extremely arousing, comparable in size to my father's.

After Zhu Zi had been sucking and licking my big, horny cunt with great effort and fervor until it was overflowing with lustful juices, I winked at Er Gouzi.
Ah, in today's parlance, I was giving him a knowing look. Er Gouzi, more clever than a ghost, understood immediately. He pulled out his big cock and pushed the still-sucking
Zhu Zi to the bottom of the earthen bed. Then he knelt between my legs and shoved his already thirsty cock into my big, horny cunt.

Oh, what a big, thick cock! My cunt was instantly filled to the brim, with not a single gap. The traitor immediately began to thrust wildly,
muttering under his breath, "One, two, three..." Usually, the traitor could pound my cunt hundreds of times in one go,
making my genitals overflow with juices, a complete mess, glistening with juices clinging to my thick pubic hair. At this moment, Zhu Zi wasn't idle either, silently sitting beside me,
watching with great interest how the traitor was vigorously fucking my cunt, occasionally reaching out a hand to grab my thick, dark clitoris and playfully rubbing it.

"Ah, it itches so much!" I had to reach out to stop Zhu Zi's crazy actions. I grabbed his hand and said, "Zhu Zi, lick my nipple again!"
Zhu Zi, like a docile lamb, took my pink nipple in his mouth and sucked on it, his hard teeth gently chewing.

"Oh, good, good, and this too, lick this nipple too!" "Ah, ah—so comfortable, so comfortable!" The traitor beneath me suddenly increased
his movements. He had been thrusting tirelessly for a full quarter of an hour, making my big, horny cunt feel numb and tingly. The cervix at the very back of my cunt involuntarily
spasmed, releasing a torrent of lustful fluid.

"You traitor, go down and rest for a bit, it's your turn to stand up!" The traitor reluctantly rolled off me, grabbed my head, and started
biting and nibbling at me indiscriminately.

Zhu Zi, overjoyed, reluctantly shoved his uncooperative little cock into my big, horny pussy, then gently twisted his waist. My pussy suddenly
felt empty, as if a tiny popsicle stick was churning inside; it wasn't very pleasurable, but it was also incredibly itchy. I reached out and parted
my long, slender labia: "Zhu Zi, push harder, push harder, push harder!" As I spoke, I twisted my snow-white buttocks downwards to meet Zhu Zi's thrusts.

My little cock. But Zhu Zi really angered me. His little cock was weakly going in and out of my big cunt, without any pleasure. I impatiently
shouted, "Second Brother, go, you take over!" Second Brother, with a lewd grin, pushed Zhu Zi away: "You piece of trash, watch me!" "Ah, ah, —
good, good, fun!" My big cunt was filled again, giving me a sense of fulfillment. I moaned ecstatically. Zhu Zi sat beside me with a displeased look
. I pulled his hand: "Zhu Zi, learn from your brother. Ah, how come you haven't made any progress after so long!" Zhu Zi
hugged my head sadly. We kissed each other for a long time. Zhu Zi put his thick tongue into my mouth and sucked my saliva deeply. I
touched the body of Zhu Zi's tongue with the tip of my tender tongue. Our saliva quickly mixed together.

"Ah, ah—" the traitor screamed shrilly. I had a premonition that he was going to die. In the blink of an eye, the traitor gritted his teeth and began
to pound my big, horny cunt with all his might. Soon, a gush of hot liquid sprayed deep into my cunt. The liquid flowed slowly inside my cunt
, and I felt boundless happiness and my whole body felt incredibly moist.

"Ah, -- okay --" I was about to sit up when Zhu Zi grabbed me and pressed me down. What was going on? His little penis suddenly became incredibly hard and irresistibly
plunged into my big, horny cunt filled with the traitor's semen. Then he started thrusting wildly, churning the traitor's semen into a mess, which clung to
his little penis and shimmered with a crystalline white light in the dim light.

"Well done, Zhu Zi, well done, you've improved! Hurry, push harder, push harder!" "Ah,—" Not long after, Zhu Zi also started shouting like a traitor
. I immediately felt another stream of warm liquid flow into the depths of my big, horny cunt. Without a doubt, this must be Zhu Zi's semen.

And so, I, a woman serving two husbands, lived a relatively happy life. I gradually adapted. Erguizi often went out to do small business, and when he wasn't there,
my lovemaking with Zhuzi felt dull, as if something was missing. Similarly, when autumn came, Zhuzi was out tending the fields, not returning for days at a time, and my
lovemaking with Erguizi was just as dull. Later, if one of them was absent, I wouldn't make love. Only when the three of us were together
did I find it truly interesting, extremely exciting, and exhilarating!

I gave birth to two boys, and the people in the village call them "double offspring." I myself can't tell which of the two children is Zhuzi's and which is Erguizi
's. But who cares? Anyway, there's no one else. If it's not Zhuzi, then it's Erguizi's. Maybe, or maybe it's just that their seeds have come together.

Due to long-term excessive drinking, Zhu Zi's once bright eyes gradually lost their sight. The villagers said it was retribution, retribution for not properly
caring for his blind mother. They said it was like an old cat sleeping on the kang (heated brick bed), the consequences passed down from generation to generation. Others said it was because Zhu Zi ate too much pork with smallpox, causing his eyes to become
infested with worms that blinded him. Ah, as the saying goes, a seedling will grow tall; in the blink of an eye, the two children grew up. Like a tree with branches, after getting married, the two brothers
started preparing to divide the family property. The house would be split in half, and the elderly parents would naturally have to share equally. But with two sons and three elderly parents, how could this be divided? They argued back and forth.
The two brothers each supported one father, but I was left out, unsure of who to belong to. My two sons gave me any choice, but of course, I could only choose one. Without
hesitation, I chose Zhu Zi. Although he couldn't satisfy me, he was completely obedient to me, and I had no say in his affairs.

...Hey, the idea of one woman serving two husbands is nothing new in our Gazi Village. You could find tons of it. Look, this is
the latest modern version of the "one woman serving two husbands" phenomenon in our Gazi Village, and it's even been taken to a whole new level, including the father-in-law! Eryu, come here, don't be shy, tell
everyone about your romantic tale! Eryu: Oh dear, oh dear, I'm so sorry, how did we all get onto this topic!

Alas, women have it tough. Men can leave their wives at home and go out to philander with impunity, living a life of pleasure and freedom, not only without being ridiculed but also
seen as capable and manly. Conversely, if a woman makes even the slightest transgression, she will be met with ridicule and gossip.

Good news doesn't travel far, but bad news travels fast, especially matters of the heart—they spread faster than radio waves, and within days the whole city was abuzz. This world is truly...

It's so unfair. I've heard that we've entered a new century, times have changed, and men and women should be equal.

Hey, my friend who's having a drink, my name is Eryu. What do you think? Not bad looking, right? To be honest, I'm a famous
beauty in our village, Gazi. Look at me, with my slender waist and delicate skin, who wouldn't be envious? If I walk around the village, not a single man will turn around and look at me.

When I was a young woman, matchmakers practically crammed the door open, but I didn't like any of them. Honestly, there wasn't a single
man in the entire village of Gazi that I found appealing. I was so picky, I was overwhelmed, and I didn't know who to marry. My mother said to me, "Eryu, the eldest son of Old Qu on the back street is quite good-looking.
Most importantly, he works at the grain depot, a government employee with a stable income of seven or eight hundred yuan a month, plus a year-end bonus. If
you marry him, I guarantee you'll never have to worry about food or clothing, and you'll live a carefree life!" "My goodness, you're kidding me! What kind of taste do you have? That guy is
too short and thin, lacking any masculinity. He's not interesting at all!" I retorted.

"Oh dear, you silly girl, why are you so stubborn? Marriage is about food and clothing. As long as there's money, who cares about height,
weight, or build? If you really find life with him boring, why not find some fun with him? Hmph, silly girl!" My mother's words reminded
me. Yes, marrying that Qu boy would definitely guarantee a comfortable life, and I'd even heard he was skillful and hardworking. My mother was right. I should just put up with him, and
if the opportunity arose, I could find some fun with him. Isn't that exactly what my mother is like? Like mother, like daughter! Hehe!

My mother has an extremely strong sex drive, I really know that very well. Almost every night, she would relentlessly pester my father, leaving him
exhausted, listless, and increasingly thin. To escape my mother's harassment, my father packed his bags and went to the city to work! My mother was now completely
liberated. All the prominent men in Gazi Village were flirting with her, openly bantering and teasing her while working in the fields.

One day, I forgot my pencil case at home. My teacher told me to go home and get it. I rushed home, and just as I reached the yard, I heard my mother's very
familiar moans—the kind she only made when she was making love with my father. I slowed my pace and tiptoed to the window. I stood on tiptoe and peered
into the house. Good heavens! Guess what I saw? Ah, I saw my mother, my mother… Ugh, this is something I can't even bring myself to say
!

The earthen bed in the room was a mess, with several cotton quilts torn and wrinkled. Mother, completely naked, was groaning ecstatically with
her large, white buttocks exposed. Three temporary workers from the grain depot, who were also naked, were standing behind Mother's buttocks, one after another, taking turns,
thrusting into Mother's cunt with relish.

Faced with this situation, my face flushed red instantly, as if it were being roasted by a fire, burning hot. My heart pounded violently, and
somehow, my urine suddenly gushed out, a wet and sticky substance completely soaking my underwear.

Unconsciously, I reached into my underwear to scratch my unbearably itchy bladder. My fingers gradually slid deeper into the bladder. The louder my mother's moans grew,
the deeper I pushed my fingers in. Finally, when I pulled my fingers out, I found them covered in bright red blood. Ah, blood! A strong sense of fear made me shed
large tears. To avoid being heard by my mother and the men carrying sacks in the house, I tried my best not to cry out loud. Despite her infidelity,
my mother's intense sexual desire remained unsatisfied. In the long, dark night, she tossed and turned in her quilt, unable to fall asleep, her hands frantically
scratching her stinking, horny cunt, which had been violated by almost every man in Gazi Village.

"Ah, ah, ah!—" Mom moaned uncontrollably as she touched herself. I stared at her blankly, my fingers involuntarily
slipping into my underwear and gently touching my genitals. Suddenly, Mom turned around, noticing me staring at her, and angrily yelled, "You little slut,
come here, come here right now…" Before I could react, Mom pulled me into her bed. "Quick, quick, touch here for Mom, it's so itchy,
I can't stand it!" I inserted my delicate fingers into Mom's overflowing, wet cunt and slowly began to move them in and out.

"Hurry up, hurry up, you little slut!" Mom muttered irritably with a wide grin. I didn't dare to delay and quickly sped up my stirring.

"No, it doesn't relieve the itch. Put in more fingers!" I was sweating profusely, my fingers aching from stirring, but my thin, short fingers still
couldn't relieve Mom's itch. Mom was both angry and annoyed: "Damn it, you're useless, good for nothing, good for nothing! Here, use this thing to poke
around!" Mom handed me the sewing board, and I took it, gritted my teeth, and fiercely shoved it into Mom's stinky cunt. Mom's cunt was
loose and long, and the sewing board gradually sank to the deepest part of her cunt, leaving only the short handle. I gripped the handle and frantically stirred.

"Ah—ah, ah—ah—..." Mom straightened her naked body, screaming hoarsely, occasionally reaching over to help me
insert the wooden board into her cunt: "Quick, child, thrust harder, it feels so good, it's all numb inside, good, good, so comfortable!" Just as I was thrusting with gusto, Mom shoved
another object into my hand: "Good child, come on, come on, use this to slap Mom's big cunt, it's so itchy!" — I looked at the object in the darkness
by the moonlight, oh dear, wasn't this the shoe sole Mom hadn't finished sewing during the day? What, Mom wants me to use this thick, hard shoe sole to slap her stinky
cunt, is that even possible?

"Doesn't it hurt?" I asked my mother, holding the big shoe sole in my hand, looking at her with a puzzled expression.

"What are you looking at? Are you stupid? Can't you understand human language? Hurry up and hit me!" I raised the big shoe sole and
slammed it down on my mother's well-trained, battle-hardened cunt. With a "smack," the big shoe sole hit my mother's hairy vulva hard.

"Hmph!" Mom groaned deeply, a rare look of satisfaction on her face. "Yes, just like that, just like that, keep going!"
"Mom, your pee is all red!" I warned Mom.

"It's okay, it's okay, it feels good, it really relieves the itch!" Okay? Hmph, if it's okay, let's keep going. With that thought, I raised the big shoe sole again, mustered all my strength,
and launched a frenzied attack on my mother's genitals.

Clap—clap—clap—…So, following my mother's wishes, I married Yanbiao, the eldest son of the Qu family. Although my husband was not handsome at all, what
comforted me was that he was very dutiful. After coming home from work, he would bury himself in housework, doing it more meticulously than any woman, and excelling at everything he did
.

My mother has a really good eye; she didn't choose the wrong person. When it comes to housework, Yanbiao is absolutely the most suitable and good man. He does all the housework
very well, and he's especially good at cooking. After we got married, I didn't have to do anything; Yanbiao took care of everything. He served me so well
that I was truly waited on hand and foot.

The only downside was that Yanbiao was quite troubled in that area. Seriously, his penis—well, it couldn't even be called a big penis! It was practically
the size of a child's penis, and like a child's, it didn't have a single hair. I'd only ever heard of women not having pubic hair, that's called a "white tiger," but men
not having any pubic hair at all? How boring! I remembered what my mother had told me before I got married, and I eagerly decided to find some wild
game to satisfy my desires.

My primary target was Yanlong, Yanbiao's younger brother. I always tried to get close to him, making small talk and deliberately bumping into him. Soon, Yanlong
was completely infatuated with me, lost in fantasies. One night, while I was making love with Yanbiao, I glanced back at the door and window. Ah, I found Yanlong
staring blankly at us through the window. Our eyes met, and Yanlong was immediately terrified, falling off his chair with a thud.

The next morning at breakfast, I looked at him again, and Yanlong's face immediately turned bright red. After everyone went to work in the fields, we sat together silently.
Suddenly, I caught a whiff of Yanlong's strong masculine scent. Ah, what an alluring fragrance!

Yanlong gently tugged at my hand, and I didn't refuse. Yanlong took advantage of the situation and hugged me tightly, which suited me just fine. I leaned into his arms, and Yanlong
reached his strong hands into my chest, grabbing and scratching my full breasts.

I suddenly felt a strange sense of pleasure, and I couldn't help but kiss his coarse beard. I love men's beards, hard and thick,
the feeling of them poking my fair face is wonderful.

Yanlong reached into my underwear, and I obediently spread my legs so he could touch me as he pleased. My tender vagina quickly became wet. I lay on my back on the earthen bed and pulled
out Yanlong's big penis. Wow, what an amazing big penis! I proudly put Yanlong's big penis into my mouth and began to suck on it affectionately. Ah, I held the soft,
big penis in my mouth and licked it to my heart's content. A strong, fishy smell filled my mouth. I liked this smell. I scratched the dark hair on it and
gently licked it with the tip of my tongue.

Yanlong's spirits soared, and his large penis quickly became erect, turning into a thick iron rod. I continued licking and playing with it. Yanlong couldn't hold back any longer: "Sister-in-law
, let me put it in!" "Come on!" I obediently spread my legs, and Yanlong happily shoved his thick, hard penis into my tender vagina. Oh,
looking at Yanlong thrusting in and out in front of me, I thought to myself, being fucked by two of my own brothers is really exciting. As I thought about it, my heart fluttered, and I hugged
Yanlong on top of me, kissing his thick armpit hair wildly. The strong smell made me suffocate; it was truly intoxicating.

Yanlong clung to me, writhing desperately. I closed my eyes and recalled the spectacular scene of my mother being brutally raped by those three men carrying sacks. Sigh,
when will I be able to enjoy that incredibly exciting bliss?

"Ah, ah,—" Yanlong screamed wildly on top of me. I opened my eyes, sensing that he was about to ejaculate, so I reached out and rubbed my tender vulva, which was overflowing with lustful fluid, and
touched Yanlong's big cock that was frequently going in and out. Then I put my fingers, which were covered with lustful fluid, into my mouth. Hmm, what a peculiar taste.

So, I signaled Yanlong to stop, grabbed his large penis and shoved it into my mouth, greedily sucking on its secretions. Yanlong, overjoyed, thrust
his penis in and out of my mouth. I found oral sex much more interesting than vaginal sex. I love sucking men's penises; really, it tastes amazing!
Try it if you don't believe me. Especially semen—it's simply the finest thing in the world. I swallowed every last drop of Yanlong's semen, and then, with relish,
sucked every last drop of the remaining semen from his penis.

That night, after Yanbiao got off work, I continued making love with him. I gestured for him to suck his penis, but Yanbiao frowned: "Yu'er, this isn't appropriate,
it's too dirty!" "Hmph," I pushed Yanbiao away and turned away, ignoring him. Yanbiao, trying to please me, leaned in, straddled me, and offered his penis
to my mouth: "Yu'er, suck it if you want!" I grasped Yanbiao's smooth penis and sucked it a few times. Strangely, it tasted sour, without a trace of Yanlong's
wonderful flavor. I pushed him away impatiently: "This is boring!" From then on, during the day, while Yanbiao was at work, I made love with my brother-in-law Yanlong with insatiable hunger
, sucking his tempting penis and swallowing his delicious semen. Suddenly one day, the truth came out, and my mother-in-law caught us naked. My mother
-in-law slapped my brother-in-law, Yanlong, hard across the face: " You good
-for-nothing! You think you can sleep with your own sister-in-law?" Then she turned to me and hurled insults at me: "You shameless, filthy slut! One man can't serve you well, is it? It's more fun having both your brothers fuck you at the same time, isn't it?" The honest
and kind Yanbiao didn't blame me, but I felt inexplicably angry. I refused to have sex with Yanbiao anymore, and continued
to flirt with my brother-in-law, Yanlong.

My mother-in-law saw this and was furious, smashing pots and bowls and making veiled accusations all day long. My brother-in-law Yanlong and I, however, turned a blind eye
and ignored it. Given the chance, we continued to do as we pleased without a conscience.

Left with no other choice, my mother-in-law had to find a matchmaker for my brother-in-law to find him a wife
so that everything would be settled. However, my loyal brother-in-law, Yanlong, refused to marry any girl, which deeply moved me. We tried every possible way to meet secretly in various places: in the lush cornfields, in the dilapidated barn,
under the dusty haystacks... we visited every place where we could meet in the wild. My affair with my brother-in-law, Yanlong, gradually became an open secret in Gazi Village.

"Xiaolong, I don't like always sneaking around like this, let's run away!" "Okay, sister-in-law, I'll go with you!" One drizzly autumn afternoon, my
brother-in-law Yanlong and I ran away with all the family savings, renting a small house in the city and settling in. From then on, we were so happy we forgot everything else, indulging in our lovemaking
. But amidst the joy, my brother-in-law Yanlong wiped away tears: "Sister-in-law, I miss home, I miss my mother!" "You good-for-nothing, you coward, I'll..."

"Show me your fucking spirit!" "Sister-in-law, we're all alone here, how are we going to survive without any income!" "You damn bastard!"...
I had no choice but to slink back home with my brother-in-law, Yanlong. But my family didn't punish us, especially my husband, Yanbiao, who surprisingly forgave
us. We grew bolder and bolder, until finally we decided to live together. I slept in the middle, Yanlong on the left, and Yanbiao on the right. Wow, how
wonderful! These two brothers were mine to choose from, to play with as I pleased. I was truly the happiest woman in the world!

Human desires are never satisfied. As time went by, I gradually lost interest in Yanlong. I wanted to seek greater stimulation. I no longer
stayed in my bright, tiled house and cozy home all day long. I wandered all over the village and within half a year, I had seduced more than a dozen strong men.
These guys were subservient to me. If I told them to go east, they would never dare to go west. If I told them to stand, they would never dare to sit down.

It was a sweltering, muggy midday in the summer. I was lying lazily on the kang (a heated brick bed) wearing only my underwear, taking a nap. Suddenly, the door to the outer room creaked open
. Thinking it was Yanlong returning from hoeing the field, I called out playfully, "Xiaolong, fetch your sister-in-law a ladle of water!" The door was gently pushed open, and I, still lying on my back,
lazily reached out to take the ladle. Ah, in my drowsy state, I touched a rough, dry hand. I opened my eyes in fright. Wow, it was my father-in-law! He had
brought me a ladle of cool water. I immediately pulled my hand back and hurriedly pulled the sheet over my naked body.

"Here's some water, didn't you want some?" My father-in-law said as he moved closer to the earthen bed, his sinister eyes fixed on my fair and tender
body. "So fair!" My father-in-law was completely captivated by my beauty and exclaimed in a daze.

Seeing my father-in-law's unsightly state, I thought to myself: This old man is so old, yet he's still tempted by pretty women. Humph, I only play with young,
inexperienced men; I've never tasted what an old man's penis is like. So, I smiled and said to my father-in-law, "Is it white? Want to touch it
?" After saying that, I winked at him.

Upon hearing this, my father-in-law immediately trembled violently, his legs rooted to the spot as if nailed to the ground. I reached over and
pulled him onto the edge of the bed. "Dad, do you want to get intimate with me?" "This, this," my father-in-law stammered, "Yu, this,
this, is this alright? You're my daughter-in-law!" "Hey," I said dismissively, "What's wrong with it? It's just a little fun!" With that,
I unbuckled his belt and grabbed his large penis.

My father-in-law stared at me blankly, then looked at his own penis with a look of shame on his face: "This, this, this is outrageous! This is going to be a mess!"
"Oh, don't think about it so much, hurry up and get on the bed, people will be back soon!" I bent down and put my father-in-law's big penis into my mouth and sucked and bit it hard.

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts!" My father-in-law groaned in pain, but I ignored him and continued sucking and biting. Soon, I had his big cock standing
erect. I quickly ripped off my only pair of underwear, spread my snow-white thighs, and shouted at my father-in-law, "Quick, quick, hurry up and put it
in!" My father-in-law, invigorated by my sucking and biting, swept away his previous worries and pounced on me like a wolf. His hard cock shoved into my cunt with a "squeak" and began to thrust wildly. Looking at my ridiculous father-in-law on top of me, I thought to myself with satisfaction: Hehe, interesting, exciting enough. I've tasted all three
flavors of the Qu family .

...Speaking of one woman serving two husbands, if we're talking about being carefree, no one can compare to Old Puppet from our Gazi Village. You two brothers share one wife, but Old Puppet...
This old geezer has two wives, and they're sisters! He sleeps with one on each side, sleeping with the older sister for the first half of the night and the younger sister for the second. Old Puppet, hehe,
everyone calls me Old Puppet. Damn it, when you get old and lose your abilities, how can you not become a puppet!

Back in the day, when I was the team leader, I was practically the boss in our Gazi Village. To get a few more work points, all sorts of
shameless old women in the village would try to get close to me, doing everything they could to curry favor. Heh heh, I didn't hold back. Power unused is power wasted! Taking advantage of this golden opportunity
, I indulged in teasing these shameless old women, happily groping their cunts. These girls were really horny, though; a little flirting and they...

They took the bait so easily. My dilapidated office became a veritable brothel. I can't even count how many sluts I slept with in that room.
This history is unforgettable.

Wow, I'm sitting in this chair, and this shameless slut is giving me a good blowjob with my huge cock. It's fucking amazing! I reach into
the crotch of another slut next to me. Haha, her cunt is already soaking wet. I gesture for her to take off her pants and crawl over to the office desk. Then I push aside
the old woman who was giving me a blowjob, grab my hard cock, and shove it into that old woman's cunt, pounding into it hard. Soon, I've made a complete mess of her stinky cunt.
Ah, it's fucking awesome! I pull out my dripping cock and put it back into the old woman who was giving me a blowjob, making her continue giving me oral sex
...

Being a team leader isn't easy these days. Oh, right, they don't call them team leaders anymore. There's a new term: village head.

Hehe, being the village head isn't easy. Look at our village head Li from Gazi Village, hmm? Poor Li, trying
so hard to collect all those village levies, unified funds, nursing home expenses, primary school maintenance fees, and so on—all sorts of
fees, both familiar and unfamiliar—he runs around non-stop all day long, putting in a tremendous amount of effort, but he just can't collect any money. The farmers
have no money! How are they supposed to pay these fees?

The officials in the county didn't care whether you had money or not; they kept pressing and pressing, making Village Chief Li feel like an ant on a hot pan, running around in circles, frowning
and helpless. In desperation, he suddenly became inexplicably angry and fell seriously ill, almost dying.

After a few IV drips, he could move a little more, but he still had to get up and go door-to-door to collect the money! But he still couldn't get it. And that wasn't all; last
Friday, driven to madness, Xiao Liu beat up Village Chief Li, who was stubbornly demanding payment. Haha, it was quite a spectacle! Xiao Liu's whole family
joined in, beating Village Chief Li black and blue. He scrambled out of Xiao Liu's house, clutching his head. Do you know, Village Chief Li is in the hospital!
If these payments aren't submitted to the county on time, he can forget about being village chief next year.

Yesterday, I went to the hospital to see Village Chief Li, who had been badly beaten. We're on good terms; after all, I used to be a village cadre, and we
both received long-term education from the Party and careful training from the organization. Village Chief Li lay in his hospital bed, his face and arms wrapped in blood-soaked white bandages. He looked so pitiful
, it was almost comical. As soon as he saw me, he said with a mournful face, "Hey old puppet, help me think of a way! How can I
collect all this money?" "Sigh," I replied helplessly, "Buddy, what can I do if you can't collect the money?" "Hey, buddy, you used to be a team leader, you
should know how to do grassroots work, how to persuade the villagers to hand over the money as soon as possible, so I can report back to my superiors!"
"Oh, my dear Village Chief Li, times have changed, things have changed. When I was the team leader, I never demanded so many
fees and charges from the villagers that I couldn't even remember their names! My job was just to lead the villagers to work and record their work points based on their performance!
" "Then, then, what should I do? If I can't pay these levies, the county will punish me. I might as well
just die!" Village Chief Li muttered in despair.

"Hey," I suddenly had a brilliant idea, "Village Chief, I have a solution!" "What solution? Tell me quickly!" Upon hearing this, Village Chief Li's eyes lit up
as if he had seen a glimmer of hope.

"Village Chief, I have an idea for you. What do you think?" I said slowly.

"Stop beating around the bush, just tell me already!" Village Chief Li asked impatiently.

"Village Chief," I said to Village Chief Li as I sat down by the hospital bed, "Village Chief, after you're discharged, you should hurry up and arrange to borrow some money from loan sharks to pay these... these
kinds of loans to the county!" "What? What kind of lousy idea is this? You want me to pay the levy? Who's going to pay it back later?"

"They want money from the wine sellers and the bottle carriers. How am I supposed to pay them back? Sell the house?" "Hey, you're so stubborn," I said with a contemptuous sneer to Village Chief Li.

"You call yourself the village chief? This little thing has gotten you into this mess. You should just pay up some money to get by. Once the villagers have sold their corn, have the grain
depot withhold the money. They'll have to pay whether they want to or not. Once the corn's in the depot, the power is in the hands of the depot director. It all depends on
how well you get along with him!" "Ah, haha!" Village Chief Li exclaimed, suddenly perking up. He sat bolt upright in bed, grabbing my hand
. "Brother, experience counts! You're truly my senior, you've seen more than I've ever done. Why didn't I think of this? Brother
, once I'm better and discharged, I'll treat you to a good drink. If you're interested, I'll find you a prostitute, all expenses paid!"... Ouch, ouch,
don't scold me! Why are you hitting me? Ah, you all think I'm so bad, giving the village chief such a terrible director, making the whole village suffer. Sigh, I really
am old and senile. I saw Village Chief Li in the hospital and felt sorry for him, so I came up with this idea. I didn't realize at the time that this method would cause
losses for the villagers, even the interest on the money would have to be shared by everyone. Oh, please stop yelling, please stop yelling, I beg you, you son of a bitch, you have no respect for your elders
! Why are you pulling my ear like that?! I'm older than your father! When I was the team leader, you weren't even born yet, you were still in your mother's womb! I
know everyone has a problem with me, but I'm a victim too! When it's time to sell the grain, won't my payment also be withheld by the grain depot?

"Hmph, everyone, calm down. Let's get back to the main topic. I'll continue telling my story to this guest from the city. Oh, right,
guest from the city, you city folks are all very wealthy. Village Chief Li is worried about where to borrow money. Would you like to lend him some? I heard he's short 30,000
yuan. No problem, absolutely not. I'll definitely pay you back, principal and interest. Are you in? That's 30% interest!" "Ah, no, no...
forget it. You don't trust me. Forget it, I'll just continue with my story!"

...While I, the team leader, was out there having my way with all the sluts in Gazi Village, at home I was like an emperor. Seriously, my wife was
completely subservient to me. If I told her to sit, she wouldn't dare stand; if I told her to lie down, she wouldn't dare sit up without my command. My mother-in-law died young,
and she has a younger sister-in-law who hasn't married. Because I was the team leader and my family was relatively well-off, my unmarried sister-in-law lived with me. She
was terrified of me; my orders were law. She did all the laundry and dishes, and even at mealtimes, she had to watch her step. If I glared at her,
she wouldn't dare sit at the table. Damn, you don't believe me? Go ask Old Xu at the west end of the village! I'm not bragging.

My sister-in-law was eight years younger than my wife, just turned sixteen that year. She slept at the end of the kang (a heated brick bed), and when my wife and I were having sex, she would quietly cover her head and pretend not to know
or see. Looking at my wife moaning beneath me, I suddenly had a wild idea: why not just have sex with both of them at the same time! That would feel amazing. One time
, after getting very drunk, I pulled my sister-in-law from the end of the kang. She trembled and cried out, "Brother-in-law, what are you doing!" "What are you doing?
Come and play with us! We're just killing time anyway, we need to pee!" "No, brother-in-law, no, this won't do!" My sister-in-law struggled desperately.

"Damn it," I slapped my sister-in-law across the face, "What's wrong with fucking you? I've been feeding you for nothing! You've eaten so much of my
food, you should repay your brother-in-law!" As I spoke, I had already dragged my sister-in-law into the bed. Now, the two sisters were lying side by side. I
was so happy I couldn't stop grinning. In a few quick movements, I pulled down my sister-in-law's underwear and grabbed her virgin pussy. My wife glanced at her sister and
comforted her, "Xiao Hong, don't be afraid, I'll be with you." "Brother-in-law, have some fun, it's something all women do sooner or later!" The sister-in-law stopped resisting; actually, she
was just putting on an act. Hearing her sister's words, she obediently spread her legs, displaying her tender vulva to me. The sister-in-law's genitals were different from my wife's; she
had sparse pubic hair, but her labia majora were unusually thick and long, covered in wrinkles. I happily picked them up and put them in my mouth, while a finger of my right hand slid
into the virgin's tender vulva. It was so tight that I had to push it in harder.

"Ah—" My sister-in-law groaned in pain, but I ignored her and thrust my finger into her tender little pussy with a soft "plop," immediately feeling a very...

Slippery and wonderful, I greedily sucked the lustful fluid flowing from my sister-in-law's tender vagina. Wow, a virgin's vaginal fluid is so delicious.

"Xiaohong, does it hurt!" My wife hugged her younger sister's head, gently stroking her slightly protruding breasts to comfort her frightened sister. I
shouted to my wife, "Quick, help me, get my big cock working!" My wife didn't dare to delay, hurriedly crawling over, grabbing my big cock and shoving it into her mouth.
While I was fiddling with my sister-in-law's tender cunt, my big cock kept thrusting in and out of my wife's mouth, and soon it became erect. I knelt up, pressed down on
my trembling sister-in-law, and confidently inserted my big cock into her tender cunt.

"Oh, brother-in-law, be gentle, be gentle, it hurts!" the sister-in-law cried out in a sob.

"It's okay, just a few thrusts will do!" I lewdly began to thrust. The virgin's tender little pussy drove me crazy, making me lose myself. My wife leaned over, parted
my sister's pussy, and wiped away the blood flowing out. I grabbed her bright red fingers and sucked on them wantonly, making my mouth full of blood, just like a woman wearing lipstick
.

"You, come here," I commanded my wife to turn around and lie on her back in a doggy style, her large, plump buttocks facing away from me. I pulled out my blood-soaked penis and shoved it into her cunt
. "Wow, let's change things up and let you taste your sister's virgin blood!" "Oh, oh, oh—!" my wife cried out, while my sister-in-law
wiped her eyes with tears streaming down her face.

"Damn it, what are you crying for? Come here!" I ordered my sister-in-law to crawl under my wife. Haha, the two sisters' cunts were now fully exposed before my
eyes. I pulled my big cock out of my wife's cunt and shoved it into my sister-in-law's cunt, continuing to thrust. My other hand wasn't idle either; I viciously dug into
my wife's anus, smearing my sister-in-law's virgin blood on my wife's anus.

From then on, my sister-in-law became my mistress in name and in fact, and I was overjoyed. As time went on, she gradually replaced my wife and became
the mistress of the house, while I was relegated to second-in-command. After she gave birth to my precious son, her status in the house rose even higher, and she had no say in anything.
She took care of all the big and small matters in the house. In this way, I ascended to the throne of a puppet step by step.

However, my sister-in-law still showed me deep affection and understanding, which moved me greatly and allowed me to sit comfortably on my puppet throne. Meanwhile, my
aging wife, past her prime, became our maid; I stopped caring for her a long time ago—it's pointless, she's too old!

...Hey, that old puppet thinks he's so great just because he has two older sisters and two wives? He's so smug
! What's so special about that? Back in the day, when I, Wang Yajun, was at my peak, I slept with so many women I didn't even know myself. Now I, Wang Yajun, am down on my luck, don't mention it anymore. A fallen phoenix is no better than a chicken! I,
Wang Yajun, am not from your Gazi Village. How could I compare myself to you village bumpkins, farmers, and old-fashioned bumpkins? I used to work at the Sanchazi
Forestry Bureau, in charge of the bureau's finances. Back then, that was truly a prestigious time.

My greatest hobby in life is playing with women. I don't smoke, and I'm not particularly interested in alcohol. I might have a drink if I want, but if I don't, that's it. As soon as I see a beautiful
woman, I become energetic and extremely excited. My narrow eyes are fixed on their fair and tender faces, their trembling breasts, and their
strong and plump buttocks. These beautiful and slutty women really make me fantasize and lose my mind, making me unable to move my feet.

Because I controlled the bureau's finances, many people sought my help.
Things like medical expense reimbursements, office supply purchases, timber payments, and salaries and bonuses were all decided by me. Using this power, I recklessly pursued the women I liked. No woman in the bureau with even a little bit of beauty could
escape my grasp. To be honest, I've been a womanizer my whole life. My wife divorced me because of it. So what if we divorced? I don't care.
Women have their own lives; who wants to stay with a slut forever?

At the beginning of the reform and opening up, seeing many people make a fortune through business, I also became greedy and embezzled public funds to do business. However, this
expert in the world of pleasure was a complete idiot when it came to business. I didn't understand anything and was repeatedly cheated. This back and forth caused me to lose a lot of money and become extremely distressed.
All the huge amount of public funds I embezzled went down the drain.

Unable to explain myself to my superiors, I secretly took the remaining 60,000 yuan of public funds from the finance office and left. I said to this friend from the provincial capital, in the 1980s...

The initial 60,000 yuan was definitely not a small amount. At that time, there were only a handful of households with 10,000 yuan in the whole of China!

At first, in order to evade capture and crackdown, I hid here and there, like a frightened bird, living in constant fear.

Later, I realized there was no danger, and my heart, which had been in my throat, finally settled down. So, my old habit of having affairs
and playing around with women relapsed.

I wandered from the depths of Changbai Mountain to a small county town. My pockets were bulging with cash, and I spent my days frequenting
restaurants, dance halls, and nightclubs, completely at ease and forgetting all else. Handfuls of cash flowed like water, all of it being stuffed into the filthy cunts of those prostitutes.
I lived a life of debauchery, a daily groom, a nightly emperor.

In this decadent and dissolute life, I met Xiao Cui as if by fate. And let me make this clear: Xiao Cui is a respectable woman. She was
a waitress I met at a hotel during my most successful period. The moment I saw her, I was captivated by her stunning beauty, my mouth watering. But she was
a respectable waitress, not a prostitute, and she never went out with clients. Back then, I had a lot of leverage, and the hotel owner treated me with a degree of respect, not daring to offend this "
god of wealth." I spoke to this very beautiful waitress, Ms. Cui, through the hotel owner, saying that if she agreed to be my girlfriend, I would definitely not mistreat her; I would
marry her properly! This naive waitress, unaware of my background, probably thought I was some kind of tycoon, a big boss, or a high-ranking manager.

Xiao Cui told her mother about it, and her mother readily agreed, warmly welcoming me, her future son-in-law. Xiao Cui's mother is
several years younger than me, but there's nothing I can do about it; I still have to call her mother-in-law, since I want to marry her daughter!

After Xiao Cui got married, I kept my wife at home and had affairs on the side, continuing to act recklessly. However, I was living off my savings, and within two years my wallet was empty
. The 60,000 yuan was almost gone, so I had to restrain myself. With only a few bills left, I wandered aimlessly
to Ga Zi Village with my loyal Xiao Cui.

We rented a dilapidated, crumbling thatched hut to settle down. The hut was not only old and broken, but also low and dimly lit,
lacking any living facilities, not even a cooking pot. I wandered around the messy yard, pondering what to use for cooking. Suddenly, I noticed
a broken iron pot used for pouring asphalt during house repairs in my neighbor's yard. So I picked it up, cleaned it, and placed it on the stove to cook.
That night, I lay on the cold earthen bed, embracing my beloved Xiao Cui. The biting northwest wind howled outside like a ghost's wail. I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotions, overwhelmed with regret.
Ah, if only I had known this would happen, why didn't I use that huge sum of money for something worthwhile!

Although I am at my wit's end and have exhausted all my options, my pace of life and lifestyle remain unchanged. I am a city dweller, a government official, and
a person of status. Although I am now down on my luck and forced to live in a desolate village, I absolutely refuse to associate with those muddle-headed farmers
and waste my life like them.

Don't let the unassuming appearance of this dilapidated thatched hut I rent fool you. I've completely redesigned and renovated the interior to resemble a city layout. The few remaining pieces
of furniture and belongings are arranged meticulously. Xiao Cui patiently wipes down every single item every day, and I even personally renovated
the toilet at the back of the house.

Every morning, I get up on time, wash up, run, do morning exercises, and then have breakfast. Normally, my breakfast is a glass of milk and two
boiled eggs. However, the current situation is special; I have to substitute potatoes and pickled vegetables for milk and eggs. This is a special situation under special historical circumstances.
Didn't King Goujian of Yue sleep on a straw mat and taste bitter gall? Didn't the great leader Mao Zedong sleep in a cave dwelling, wear coarse cloth clothes, and drink thin millet porridge?
Alas, the situation of lacking food and clothing is particularly unbearable; it's like living through a year. Once a person loses money, they can't stand up straight; the rope always bends
at its weakest point. Finally, even the potatoes and pickled vegetables to fill my stomach ran out. In desperation, starving, I had no choice but to reluctantly sell my clothes
to Xiao Cui, who went door-to-door selling them for some money to buy rice.

Every night before bed, Xiao Cui would give me a hot foot bath, a rule she never wavered in. I would soak my feet for a good half hour each time.

During this time, Xiao Cui kept massaging the tops and soles of my feet with her delicate white hands. Ah, it felt so good! It was the most wonderful enjoyment in life!

"Ouch, what happened? You hurt me!" With that, I raised my wet, big foot and kicked Xiao Cui hard in her delicate face. Caught off guard
and focused on massaging my feet, Xiao Cui fell to the ground with a thud. Shamefully, she slumped onto the muddy
ground, covered her face, and cried bitterly, feeling utterly wronged.

"Get up! You haven't finished washing yet, what are you crying for!" I shouted sternly.

Hearing my shout, Xiao Cui's frail body trembled in surprise. He reflexively scrambled up from the muddy ground, simply patted
the dirt off his body, and then quickly squatted down to pick up my smelly feet and carefully rub them.

Xiao Cui feared me like a mouse fears an old cat; this was the fruit of my years of careful training. Xiao Cui lowered his head and silently massaged my bulging
veins and long, narrow toes, his plump little toes gently rubbing between my toes repeatedly. A surge of pleasure welled up inside me, and I closed my
eyes, savoring the sensation. Suddenly, I felt a few wet drops on my tingling feet. I opened my eyes and saw that it was Xiao Cui's bitter
tears falling onto my feet. "Alright, alright, get on the bed!" he said. "Wait a minute, I'll get you some soap!" Xiao Cui picked up the soap
and began to lather my feet. Soon, a fragrant scent filled the air, making it incredibly comfortable to sleep.

After snuggling into the warm, cozy bed, Xiao Cui's next task was to suck my big cock. Over the years, I had long since trained Xiao Cui
to be completely obedient, a very qualified sex slave. Xiao Cui's cherry-like mouth lovingly held my big cock, sucking and licking it repeatedly, the rich saliva moistening my eternally youthful
cock. I pulled Xiao Cui's round, snow-white buttocks up above my head and greedily caressed them. Xiao Cui's smooth, creamy skin bewitched me; I really wanted to
swallow it whole and chew it to pieces.

I parted Cui's pink and tender vulva and stuck my blood-red tongue into her overflowing vagina, sucking and swallowing the nectar flowing from within.
As I continued to suck, Cui's beautiful body writhed frequently, and she moaned softly. Excitedly, I used both hands to
spread Cui's vulva to its limit, revealing a mass of pale pink flesh. I excitedly thrust four fingers of both hands deep inside, and Cui's
vulva opened wide.

"Ptooey!—" I spat a mouthful of saliva deep into Xiao Cui's vagina, then inserted two fingers and vigorously stirred and dug inside.
Gradually, a gurgling sound came from Xiao Cui's tender vagina.

"Ah, oh, oh!" Little Cui twisted her plump buttocks back desperately, welcoming the insertion of my fingers.

"Come on up, Xiao Cui!" I patted Xiao Cui's buttocks, and Xiao Cui obediently climbed up and straddled me, releasing my large penis. Then, she parted her pink, tender
pussy and inserted my incredibly hard penis. She then began to vigorously twist her slender waist, my penis repeatedly thrusting in and out of Xiao Cui's incredibly slippery pussy, a strange pleasure spreading throughout my body. I reached out and grabbed Xiao Cui's large, rolling breasts, twisting her pink nipples
tightly .

"Ouch, it hurts!" Xiao Cui screamed as he worked hard.

I grabbed her head and passionately kissed her sweaty face, while my other hand slid to the entrance of Cui's overflowing vagina, my fingers sliding inside
her vagina along the edge of my large penis. My fingers were quickly covered in Cui's secretions. I pulled out my dripping fingers and put them in Cui's mouth,
then kissed her again. We both savored the exceptionally delicious nectar of love!

"Xiao Cui, get off me first, and give me another sip!" After a long, passionate kiss, I released Xiao Cui's head and commanded. Xiao Cui climbed off me and grabbed
my dripping, engorged penis, sucking on it frantically. I increased the intensity of my thrusts, quickly ejaculating thick semen into Xiao Cui's mouth
. "Xiao Cui, swallow it, swallow it all!" Without hesitation, Xiao Cui swallowed my semen, then licked the remaining fluid off my penis clean
. I lazily lay back in bed, Xiao Cui nestled tenderly in my arms, her moist lips continuing to kiss my nipples, one hand gently...

He touched my naked body.

...A life without any source of income is unsustainable. The few remaining meager possessions we had were sold off until there was nothing of value left
to sell! Xiao Cui asked me to work for someone else to earn a meager wage to fill my hungry stomach.

"Hmph, how dare you say that? I'm a respectable person, a government official. My hands aren't for doing dirty and tiring work!"
I said resentfully.

"But if you don't go out to work, what will we eat? We don't have a single grain of rice. We haven't eaten for three days!" Xiao Cui
muttered timidly.

Yeah, I'm fucking starving, I can't even remember how many days it's been since I last ate a single grain of rice. Looking at Xiao Cui's worried face, I suggested:
"If you want to get some money to buy rice, you'll have to make a sacrifice!" "Huh? What did you say? What did you say? What sacrifice do you want me to make?!" "You know perfectly well that
a young woman begging for food is stubborn. A woman's cunt is her best asset for making a living. If you don't use it, it'll be a waste when you're old!" "Ah, you, you, you really have the nerve
to say that? You want me to sell my cunt? That's so shameful! I won't do it..." "Don't pretend to be so virtuous. We've all been through this. Whoever
sleeps with you, it's all the same. Little Cui, if you don't want to starve to death, this is the only way. Little Cui..." I hugged the tearful Little Cui tightly, my nose stinging, and
large tears welled up in my eyes: "Little Cui, do you think I'd let you sell yourself? You're the love of my life. I really have no other choice now.
We can't just wait to starve to death!" To eat, to fill my stomach, I had no choice but to sacrifice my last treasure, which was my beloved Little Cui.

What could I do? Poverty makes one lose ambition, and a thin horse has long mane! There were many bachelors in Gazi Village who couldn't afford wives, so I secretly made
a gentleman's agreement with them: whoever paid ten yuan could have sex with my Xiao Cui once.

These guys were ecstatic when they heard that, practically rolling on the floor with excitement. They were all itching to get started. But alas, this village was just
too damn poor. These guys who wanted to sleep with Xiao Cui couldn't even come up with a mere ten yuan. I had to keep lowering my price until it reached five yuan
. Even five yuan wasn't enough. That idiot didn't have a single penny in his pocket, but he jumped for joy, wanting to sleep with Xiao Cui. I coldly told him: "Don't
even think about eating swan meat if you don't hand over five yuan." That idiot panicked and ended up bringing me half a sack of corn! He put down the large sack, panting
heavily, and said to me, "Old Wang, isn't this corn worth five yuan?" These old bachelors, who hadn't tasted the flavor of a woman in their lives, were like ravenous wolves,
fucking Xiao Cui until she was half-dead. I watched, my heart aching. Alas, five yuan, pitiful five yuan, and I had sold my beloved woman. Thinking of the
glorious days of my youth, the glitz and glamour, the extravagant spending, I couldn't help but shed bitter tears again!

Unable to bear this hopeless life, Xiao Cui secretly slipped away while I wasn't looking. I ran to her parents' home in the county town, but couldn't find her. Instead,
my mother-in-law, who was several years younger than me, slapped me across the face. She grabbed me by the collar, crying and shouting for me. I made up an excuse and fled in panic,
never daring to return to the county town again.

I slunk back to Gazi Village, entered the empty, cold, dilapidated house, and curled up in the icy quilt. Hunger and cold kept me
awake for a long time. I tossed and turned, thinking: What's the point of living in this miserable state? I might as well die! But I didn't have the courage to
end my meaningless life.

To survive, to avoid starvation, I had to swallow my pride and go out to work for a living. I really didn't want to do the heavy agricultural labor, but...
who would feed me if I didn't work? I'm not a woman, I don't have a vagina to sell. I'm so old, I could never be a male prostitute
! Sigh! I guess I'll just have to pick up a hoe and participate in agricultural production!

People should say the right thing at the right time. In this life, one can enjoy endless blessings, but one can also suffer endless hardships.

Having spent most of my life doing nothing physically and knowing nothing about farming, I'm surprisingly adept at it. Not only are the seasoned farmers amazed, but even I'm
puzzled.

Over the years, I learned to hoe the soil, transplant seedlings, apply fertilizer, and harvest corn. What excited me most was that I could actually drive a horse-drawn cart quite skillfully. Hey!

Hey, sitting in the carriage, brandishing a big leather whip: "Giddy up!"

"——" That's a pretty cool thing, isn't it?

The farmers in Gazi Village looked at me with new respect, and many families were willing to hire me. After careful selection, I decided to work for a large cattle farmer
.

I worked diligently for over a month, and my boss greatly appreciated my work. Taking advantage of the situation, I asked him for an advance on living expenses. He readily
took out 100 yuan and stuffed it into my hand. Then I asked him for a few days off. He frowned at first, but reluctantly granted me a few days off in the end.

I boarded a train bound for the forest area and quietly slipped back to my hometown—Sanchazi Forestry Bureau. Fate had other plans; at
the gate of a middle school in a small town under the jurisdiction of the Forestry Bureau, I unexpectedly ran into my old flame from my youth—Xiao Li.

When lovers meet, tears stream down their faces. Xiao Li held my calloused and blistered hand, wiping away his sorrowful tears as he listened to my story. Upon learning of my
dire situation, my old flame Xiao Li, remembering their past love, secretly brought all his savings and came to Gazi Village with me without hesitation.

Ah, I saw Xiao Li's once-familiar cunt again, the one I had fucked countless times, now slightly aged. Having not
been with a woman for months, I attacked Xiao Li's cunt like a wolf, until she cried out, "Ah, Lao Wang, you're still so amazing, your strength
hasn't diminished at all!" Xiao Li said with immense satisfaction.

Not only did I have a cunt to fuck, but I also had money to buy alcohol. I resolutely quit my arduous job feeding cattle and spent my days hanging out with Xiao Li.
When I got hungry from fucking, I would stroll to the village market to buy some good snacks to go with my alcohol.

"Uncle Wang!" A woman's voice called from behind. I turned around and saw that it was the escort from the county town. What was she doing
selling vegetables in this little village?

"Xiao Ping!" I excitedly walked up to Xiao Ping's stall. "Oh, it's an old acquaintance! What's up? You're no longer a prostitute? You've made enough money and started a business!"
"Sigh, Uncle Wang, I'm old. I don't have any business anymore. Nobody wants to spend money on me! Hey, Uncle Wang, what are you doing now?" "Doing some business!"
"Uncle Wang, what are you doing in this little village?" "The county town is too noisy and chaotic. I like peace and quiet!" "Uncle Wang, what kind of business are you doing now?"
"Raising cattle!" "Wow, you're really rich! You're a big boss. Who can afford to raise cattle? One cow is worth several thousand yuan! Uncle Wang,
where's your cattle farm?" "Um, on the back street, in the fifth house on the west end. I'm just renting it temporarily!" "Oh, I know, I know! That house has fifty or sixty
big, fat cows. So you raise them!" "Xiao Ping, long time no see! Want to come to my house for a drink and catch up?" "Okay, let's go! I'm
leaving now. I'm not selling these vegetables!" Xiao Ping packed up her stall and excitedly followed me to the dilapidated thatched hut on the edge of the village. Xiao Li cooked, Xiao Ping stir-fried dishes, and
the three of us drank heartily until we were all drunk and passed out together. Fueled by the alcohol, I fucked Xiao Li for a while, then Xiao Ping for a while. Ah, that was fucking awesome!

"Old Wang, you're so old, how can you still be so promiscuous? You need to tone it down!" Late at night, after sobering up, Xiao Li said to me earnestly, "
Old Wang, stop talking nonsense. Get rid of that stinky cunt as soon as it gets light, and let's live a good life together, okay!" "Go to sleep!
Mind your own business." I impatiently pushed Xiao Li aside, picked up the still drowsy Xiao Ping, and continued to thrust into her cunt with great interest.

"Old Wang, if you keep going like this, I'm not going to stay with you anymore! I'm leaving as soon as it's light!" "Get lost, you old slut, if you want to leave, then get out now!" I
yelled at Xiao Li angrily while I was frantically thrusting into Xiao Ping's cunt.

Xiao Li turned away and secretly wiped away her tears: "I never expected this, Lao Wang. I sincerely followed you here, hoping to stay with you
and rekindle our old flame. But you didn't care about me at all. You're fickle with other women the moment you see one." I completely ignored Xiao Li's advice
, utterly engrossed in the incredibly exciting lovemaking between two women and one man. In despair, Xiao Li finally abandoned me and left in anger. Xiao Ping, having somehow
learned that I wasn't a large-scale cattle farmer at all, didn't even own a single cow. Deceived, Xiao Ping pointed at me and cursed me, ransacking
the few remaining belongings in the house as she did so.

Once again, I was all alone, destitute, and penniless.

"I want to talk, I want to talk!..." Whose little brat is this? Why are you making such a racket when the adults are talking?

"Hey old man, are you drunk? Isn't this Wu Er's little Sanya? She got... hehe! Fucked by the old man at the corner store!"
Oh, if you hadn't reminded me, I would have forgotten. Come on, little Sanya, tell everyone how that lecherous old man at the corner store fucked you! My
name is Sanya, and I go to school at Gazitun Elementary School. I have a bad habit—I'm greedy. But my mother won't let me eat the few good things we have at home
. She coldly tells me: "You have a long life ahead of you, and the good things are for later! Save these good things for your father and me."

When I was in school, my mother would secretly make dumplings at home. By the time I got home from school, she would have eaten almost all of them. Even the few
remaining dumplings were too precious for me to eat. Instead, she would secretly hide them under the table. While I was busy eating, she would
take a dumpling from under the table when I wasn't looking and slowly savor it.

Hmph, if they won't let me eat the good stuff, then I'll steal it. I often steal the good food that my mom hides away, and I've gotten a lot of slaps from her for it. However
, just as my mom says: I only remember the food, not the beating. As long as I see something delicious, I'll steal it without hesitation!

Every day on my way to school, I pass by a small shop in Gazi Village. Whenever I get there, I always stop as if possessed, lean against
the window, suck on my little finger, and stare blankly at the tempting snacks on the shelves, unwilling to leave for a long time.

One day, the owner of the convenience store, a plump old man in his sixties, noticed me drooling and staring at the snacks inside. He warmly greeted me
, "Little girl, come in, come in quickly!" "Grandpa, I don't have any money, I can't afford it!" "Little girl, come in, here, Grandpa doesn't need money, Grandpa likes
you!" As he spoke, the plump old man came out of the store and stuffed a bag of beef jerky into my hand.

I clutched the bag of beef jerky tightly and, as happy as a little swallow, dashed off to school.

The next day on my way to school, I found myself unconsciously sneaking to the window of the convenience store. The portly old man was sitting inside, and when he saw me, he waved to me with a big smile. I was no
longer awkward and walked into the convenience store very naturally.

Grandpa Fatty stroked my hand affectionately, then grabbed my two pigtails. "Ah, what a pretty little girl, so beautiful!" he exclaimed. With that,
he planted several kisses on my cheek with his thick, white stubble, making me wince. Just as I was about to rub my stinging face, Grandpa Fatty
handed me a bag of jelly, which I accepted without hesitation.

From then on, I would run to the convenience store every day to receive free snacks from Grandpa Fatty. In exchange, before each snack was given to me, Grandpa Fatty would
pat me on the back endlessly. I didn't think much of it; on the contrary, I felt quite happy.

Grandpa Fatty's hands became increasingly unruly, gradually moving towards my urinary area. I felt a little embarrassed, but I couldn't resist
the temptation of the dazzling array of snacks. So I had to make a sacrifice and let Grandpa Fatty touch my urinary area as he pleased.

Grandpa Fatty, taking advantage of my indiscretion, became increasingly outrageous. He dragged me into the inner room, pinned me down on the small heated brick bed, and tried to pull down my pants. I frowned, "Grandpa
, no! If Mom finds out, she'll kill me!" "Good girl, don't be afraid. Grandpa's just taking a look. If we don't tell anyone, who will know? Your mom
won't know! Be good, let Grandpa take a look, and Grandpa'll give you a candy!" I thought, "He's right. If I don't tell, and Grandpa doesn't tell, how will Mom know?
If Grandpa wants to see, let him. It's nothing, it's just for peeing!"

So, I obediently climbed onto the small heated kang (a traditional heated brick bed). Grandpa Fatty happily pulled down my pants, his dim old eyes fixed on my urination. His rough, calloused
fingers rubbed my urination incessantly. I felt his fingers slowly inserting into my urethra. I cried out in fear
, "Grandpa, it hurts! Grandpa can't put his fingers in!" "Good girl, don't be afraid, Grandpa will be careful!" Then, Grandpa Fatty suddenly
brought his stubble-covered mouth to my urination and kissed it vigorously. "Grandpa, no, that's where you pee, it's dirty!" "No,"
Grandpa Fatty's voice trembled with excitement, "No, child, good girl, it's not dirty, not at all! It smells wonderful, better than three ounces of liquor!"

"That's so satisfying!" My urine, under the frequent sucking of the fat grandpa, produced a feeling that made my heart race. It was itchy inside, and a lot of
wet and sticky liquid kept flowing out. Not a bit of this stuff was wasted; it was all sucked into the fat grandpa's mouth. I couldn't help but hum. I felt very puzzled, but
I couldn't help but hum.

Grandpa Fatty's finger had somehow slipped into my urination, but strangely enough, I felt no pain. Instead, I found it quite amusing and comfortable
. My urination was throbbing, giving me that feeling of wanting to urinate but being unable to—a mixture of suppressed pleasure and intense urgency. I closed my eyes and fully enjoyed
the sensation. "Ah—" Suddenly, it felt as if a thick, hard wooden stick had been shoved into
my urination, filling it completely. A sharp pain shot through my body from the opening. Instinctively, I closed my legs, looked up, and opened my eyes. Ah, what I saw startled me! Grandpa Fatty,
at some point, had inserted his large, hairy penis—also used for urination, but covered in black and white hair—into my urination. He was gleefully and
playfully inserting and withdrawing it, causing my urination to swell until it bled slightly. I immediately opened my mouth and cried out.

"Don't cry, child, don't cry, my good girl!" The fat old man said with relish as he thrust his big cock into my urethra while holding
me, who was trembling all over. His smelly mouth, which had just finished licking my urine, greedily bit my little lips and nibbled at them haphazardly.

"Gurgle—gurgle—..." The fat old man's bulky body pressed heavily on my small body, twisting desperately.

My heart pounded violently, and my breathing became increasingly difficult. Instinctively, I opened my mouth wide, and the fat grandfather seized the opportunity to shove his stinky, filthy tongue into my mouth,
sucking on the drooling saliva. "So fragrant, so delicious!" the fat grandfather smacked his thick lips and groaned contentedly as he sucked into his stomach.
His large penis pounded even more violently into my tender vulva. My two white legs were numb from the pressure of the fat grandfather's penis, and my genitals were overflowing with vaginal fluid, mixed with the blood of my virginity, as the fat grandfather's large penis
pounded into my vulva. My once spotless vulva was now a complete mess.

With each thrust of the fat grandpa's thick cock, my urination would feel an indescribable fullness, as if a
large wooden stick had been forcibly shoved into it. It was aching and painful, but amidst the slight pain, I suddenly tasted a warm pleasure.

When the fat grandpa's big cock pulled out of my urination, the indescribable pleasure vanished instantly. I closed my eyes and quietly waited for the next crazy
thrust, to savor that intoxicating, blissful pleasure once more.

"Ah, ah, ah—" Just as I was savoring the pleasure of Grandpa Fat's huge cock pounding against my urinary tract, Grandpa Fat suddenly roared
. I opened my eyes in terror and saw Grandpa Fat on top of me with his mouth wide open, long saliva slowly dripping from the corners of his wrinkled mouth
onto my chest. His two small eyes, full of eye boogers, were wide open and bulging, the cloudy pupils staring unblinkingly at the ceiling: "Ah,—ah,—,
..." Suddenly, I vaguely felt a hot, sticky substance spray from Grandpa Fat's huge cock into the depths of my overflowing urinary tract.
Grandpa Fat then pulled out his cock, dripping with white liquid, and lay back down on my body, panting heavily.

...Everything is difficult at the beginning. After that first time, I couldn't stop. In order to get delicious snacks, I offered my urine
to the fat grandpa to bump and rub at will.

About a year later, my stomach suddenly and inexplicably swelled up. My mother asked in surprise, "What's going on? Huh?" "
I, I, I don't know!" I replied blankly.

"Who fucked you? Huh, tell me, who fucked you?" My mother twisted my ear tightly and asked fiercely with a gloomy face.

I only knew that "fuck" was a very vulgar swear word, but I didn't understand what it meant, so I shook my head: "Mom, no one fucks me!"
"Go to hell! How can your belly get big if no one fucks you? Tell me quickly, who fucked your little cunt?" Mom cursed while
pinching and twisting my bladder with her withered fingers.

Oh, I finally understand. So that's what "fuck" means. I was speechless and had no choice but to tell the whole story about Grandpa Fat.

Upon hearing this, Mom angrily cursed, "That old bastard, I'm not finished with him!" She shoved me aside and ran off, cursing, to Grandpa Fat's little...

The shopkeeper: "You old bastard!" The mother had barely stepped into the shop when she burst into a tirade: "You old bastard, what a mess you've made! You've
really got my daughter pregnant! What are you going to do about it?!" The fat grandfather lowered his head in shame.

"You old bastard, you think you can just shut up and call it a day? You've deflowered my underage girl like this, and you think you're done after you've had your fun?"
After some haggling, the fat grandpa reluctantly took out three thousand yuan, which Mom stuffed into her pocket without hesitation. However, somehow the story got to the police
station, and the police arrested the fat grandpa and sent him to the county public security bureau. Not long after, I heard that the fat grandpa had been sentenced.

Grandpa Fatty went to jail, the convenience store closed down, and my belly grew bigger every day. Finally, one day, I felt the urge to defecate, so
I clutched my stomach and ran to the toilet behind the house. I squatted on the ground and desperately tried to defecate, but instead of pooping, a
little head squeezed out of my urine. I was so scared that I burst into tears. My mother heard my crying and ran over: "Oh dear, this shameless little slut has given birth!" After saying that,
my mother grabbed me and pulled me out of the toilet, pressed me down on the ground, grabbed the little head, and fiercely pulled it out of my urine.

"Waaah, waaah, waaah..." The little head opened its mouth and cried pitifully. The mother's eyebrows furrowed, and her cold hand gripped the little head's neck tightly
: "You bastard, you bastard, how dare you come out? I'll strangle you!" The baby's crying gradually stopped, and the mother tore off a bloody strip of flesh and
threw the unfortunate, wretched infant into the filthy toilet.

...Sigh, these shameless old men, they can have their fun with women in dance halls and nightclubs all the time, why do they have to ruin other people's young girls, especially those who haven't even
grown up yet? The police deserve to take them down! Oh dear, I was cursing others, but my husband is just like that old man at the convenience store,
he slept with underage girls, got a long sentence, and died mysteriously in prison. He's finally done with it, but I'm in a terrible situation. I've lost my source of income, and
to survive, I have no choice but to sell myself in a dance hall.

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