Memories of Tu Zhong (01-02)

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Preface 1
In my youth, I climbed the mountain of my hometown several times—I can't recall exactly how many. It was a very dilapidated hill, and each time I reached the summit, I felt a surge of emotion, a desire to write something down and commemorate it forever in a book. But this wish has yet to be fully fulfilled.
Standing atop the mountain, overlooking the landscape of my hometown, I thought, how many stories of joy and sorrow, of lovesick men and women, must have unfolded there. There's a saying, "Men are like mountains, women are like water," but I feel it can have a different meaning. Why can't women be like mountains? Beautiful and graceful, changing with the seasons. Men, on the other hand, are like water, sometimes raging, sometimes gentle, but always flowing around the mountain. So let me etch the image of women, like mountains, into my very being! The pent-up emotions in my heart need some outlet, some poignant expression. No matter how heavy the burdens of life may be, there will always be a ray of light, and that is enough.
Therefore, I dedicate this book, both for my own amusement and to others, both for my own and others', as a preface.
Preface Two:
Several times I've dreamt of the mountains of my hometown, falling asleep in the dampness of my pillow. Looking back, they seem like smoke and mist, long since dissipated, yet upon reflection, they are like aged wine, intoxicating and tantalizing. What is most irresistible are those women as beautiful as flowers, the past events between blooming and fading, the innocent feelings of youth, and the seasons that will never return.
Now the mountains of my hometown are still there, but their appearance has changed, with a touch of familiarity and nine parts strangeness. Even things are thus, how can I bear it! I dedicate this book to the women in my life.
Chapter One: A Beautiful Woman's Unfounded Anger, A Cunning Boy's Intentional Peeping at His Beloved Bride
: It is said that the world is vast, and everywhere there are countless strange and wondrous tales, some romantic and enduring, some convoluted and bizarre, which people use as pastimes for idle gossip. Over time, I heard a story, and hastily jotted it down in my notebook, hoping to share it with you, dear reader.
It turns out that in a corner of China, there was a small county called Xiuyang. Although remote and poor, it possessed stunning scenery, a truly picturesque place. About twenty li from the city lay a mountain and a lake, surrounded by mountains and water, with a vast, verdant forest—a truly delightful landscape. Nestled
between these mountains and water was a prosperous and peaceful town called Huanxiu Town, the largest market town within a radius of over ten li. Two highways, one running east-west and the other north-south, traversed the town, making transportation convenient and the streets bustling.
For this remote place, it was a first-rate town.
Although Huanxiu Town was in a remote location, it was a place of good feng shui, for its auspicious land produced many outstanding people; several high-ranking officials and dignitaries emerged from the town. A few years ago, a strange event occurred. It turned out that a young pregnant woman in town was ten months along and about to give birth. Unfortunately, the baby was impatient, and before she could be taken to the hospital, her water broke, forcing her to give birth at home. However, she struggled for several hours without being able to deliver, causing her family great anxiety. Just as they were feeling utterly dejected, a deafening clap of thunder suddenly rang out, and the ground shook. Everyone looked at each other in astonishment, for the sky outside was clear and there was no sign of thunder or rain. Even the blasting at the mountain quarry was never a fraction as loud as what they had just witnessed. In their confusion, someone suddenly shouted, "A star has fallen into the yard!" Neighbors rushed out of their houses and saw, in the center of the yard, a deep, dark hole about the size of a large bowl, from which wisps of smoke were rising. The crowd craned their necks, marveling and whispering amongst themselves. A loud cry of a newborn baby rang out from inside the house. The midwife, sweating profusely and beaming with joy, rushed out of the room, shouting, "It's born! It's born! It's a boy! Where is the master of the house…?"
A roar of congratulations erupted as the crowd surrounded the man of the house, showering him with endless praise. Then, a superstitious old man stroked his beard and said, "This child is extraordinary! His birth was difficult, but a star descended from heaven to protect him. He's destined for greatness! You don't know, it's all written in ancient books; extraordinary people are born with all sorts of strange phenomena! Our Huanxiu Town has good feng shui; another great person is about to emerge!" As soon as he finished speaking, someone who always looked down on everyone retorted, "If you want to tell stories, go home! This is feudal superstition!" However, with so many people talking, rumors had already spread like wildfire. Everyone said the child was a star descended from heaven, destined for greatness. The rumors grew more and more exaggerated with each passing tale, so there's no need to go into detail.
After everyone had left, the man of the house looked at his son for a while, overjoyed. He then went to the yard to look at the deep pit, and the more he looked, the more astonished he became. He thought to himself, "Could it be that the wheel of fortune has finally turned,
and it has finally come to my turn, Xia Changsheng? Perhaps my son is truly a man of great luck!" Thus, he strengthened his resolve to venture out and make his way in the world. But that's another story. Now, although Huanxiu Town was an ancient town, there were countless historical sites across the land, and those of lesser renown were largely unknown. In the 1980s, the reform and opening-up policy swept across the land, reaching even the remote Huanxiu. Xia Changsheng, quick-witted and daring, started by buying and selling, and taking advantage of the improved living standards and the construction of new houses, he gradually contracted the town's brick kiln, precast concrete plant, and quarry. Wealth poured in, and within a few years, he had amassed a fortune of millions. After becoming wealthy, Xia Changsheng was no longer content with his old hometown and gradually expanded his business to the county seat. He opened a large building materials store there, dealing in various building materials. Later, he discovered that selling building materials was not as profitable as building houses. In the 1990s, commercial housing gradually emerged, and Xia Changsheng, having amassed considerable wealth, decided to register a construction company to undertake the construction of some commercial housing.
As the saying goes, "Wealth without returning home is like wearing fine clothes at night," after becoming rich, the Xia family renovated their old house and built a new one, becoming one of the most impressive houses in Huanxiu Town. Xia Changsheng believed that the feng shui of his old house was good, and that his wealth was due to the feng shui of the old house and the good fortune of his blessed son. It turned out that Xia Changsheng's mother had died when he was young, and he was raised by his father and sister. After many hardships, he finally married a remarkable and virtuous wife. Xia Changsheng's wife, Hu Yufang, was from a mountain village in a neighboring county. She was beautiful and kind, and therefore very popular; everyone in the neighborhood praised her. Hu Yufang was also a woman of strong character. Her family initially disapproved of the marriage because of Xia Changsheng's poverty, but she insisted on it until it came to fruition. The following year, Hu Yufang gave birth to a son, named Xiaofei. During her pregnancy, Yufang had been unwell due to drinking pesticide, and she nearly died during childbirth due to complications. Therefore, after finally having this son, she cherished him dearly, spoiling him excessively and fearing he might not be well taken care of.
Fortunately, although Xia Xiaofei was frail and sickly from a young age, he grew strong and resilient like a sapling. Not only was he handsome and refined, but his intelligence, quirky personality, and playful nature far surpassed that of most children. That year, Xia Xiaofei was just fifteen years old, already tall and handsome. Neighbors all praised him, friends and relatives all admired him, and he was also a favorite of his teachers at school. But even so, Hu Yufang had recently been feeling constantly troubled and annoyed.
Firstly, there was the old saying that money corrupts men; while this might be an overgeneralization, the desire for pleasure is a natural human trait. Xia Changsheng's business was booming, and his social engagements were increasing, inevitably neglecting his wife and son. He was
always out early and back late, and inevitably engaged in casual affairs, which his wife, Hu Yufang, discovered several times. Hu Yufang, being a woman of strong temper, made a scene several times, but to no avail, so she gave up and focused solely on her son. Secondly, her son, Xiaofei, was also a source of worry, possessing several embarrassing habits that made Yufang blush whenever she thought about them. For example, although Xiaofei was already taller than her, he often insisted on sleeping with his mother, and only felt at ease when he clung to her breasts and suckled at her nipples. Furthermore, she occasionally noticed Xiaofei peeping at her while she showered, assuming it was just his curiosity about women's bodies as he grew older. However, she later found traces of semen on his underwear, and the thought that he might be fantasizing about her filled her with embarrassment, shame, and confusion, making her increasingly depressed and exhausted.
Xia Xiaofei was unaware that his mother had noticed his recent unusual behavior. It seemed that because he had entered puberty, his interest in women was growing daily, and in his restless state, women of all shapes and sizes, tall and short, became increasingly alluring and seductive in his eyes. He felt like a dam overflowing with water, desperately seeking an outlet.
By sheer coincidence, Xiao Fei stumbled upon the secret of the town government's public toilet. It turned out the toilet had fallen into disrepair; the cement in the wall between the men's and women's stalls had crumbled, revealing a small gap in the brickwork. With the help of observant individuals, the gap gradually became a small hole. Some lecherous man had used broken cement pieces to seal the gap, concealing it so he could spy on women relieving themselves.
Xiao Fei's lust for women, especially their genitals, swelled dramatically. The intense sexual stimulation of puberty led him to linger around this "sacred place" for several days.
Through observation, Xiao Fei noticed that several girls from Huanxiu Middle School often came to this toilet together at lunchtime. One noon, Xiao Fei followed them. As they entered the women's stall, chatting and laughing, Xiao Fei impatiently removed the cement piece covering them from the next stall. He saw the girls loosen their skirts and trousers, revealing a glimpse of their shapely, white buttocks. Xiao Fei was overjoyed. Just as Xiao Fei was feeling smug, his favorite mature and voluptuous girl, however, was quite alert. A quick glance at the wall revealed a lecherous eye peering at her and the other girls' buttocks. Startled, embarrassed, and furious, she immediately yelled, "Which dog eye is looking?!" Her words sent a chorus of screams through the girls, who hastily pulled up their pants to cover their bottoms, followed by a barrage of angry shouts.
Xiao Fei broke out in a cold sweat, cursing his bad luck. He quickly ran out while the girls were wiping themselves. Just as he exited the restroom, he bumped into someone. Xiao Fei immediately recognized him as Chai Lingwen, the husband of his English teacher, Sun Yuemei, and a clerk at the Huanxiu Town Agricultural Machinery Station. Chai Lingwen, with his squinting eyes, humming an incomprehensible tune, his face flushed and reeking of alcohol, stumbled from the bump. Before he could react, Xiao Fei had already dashed away. Chai Lingwen shook his dizzy head, not even recognizing who it was. He muttered annoyed curse and went into the toilet to relieve himself.
Xiao Fei, grinning, ran all the way to the roof of the four-story town government building and peered over the railing. From there, he could clearly see what was happening in the toilet. He saw Chai Lingwen being cornered by a group of girls, who were berating him. Chai Lingwen seemed confused, and after a while, he seemed to understand what was going on, gesturing wildly and trying to defend himself. The girls wouldn't listen, and they dragged him down to the bottom of the building. Chai Lingwen, now enraged, started yelling at the girls, fueled by alcohol, that they were shameless and had falsely accused him of peeping. The voluptuous girl who had discovered Xiao Fei peeping was quite fierce, and she didn't back down, repeatedly "insulting" all of Chai Lingwen's female ancestors.
Downstairs suddenly became lively, with heads popping out of every office to watch the spectacle. One, seemingly eager for chaos, shouted, "Old Chai, alcohol really emboldens cowards! Isn't this young girl's pussy pretty? Much tenderer than yours at home, isn't it?" This immediately drew laughter. Another laughed, "Old Chai's at home is so beautiful, you must use it every day. With so much use, it's naturally not as tender as a young girl's!"
Chai Lingwen was speechless, his face burning with embarrassment. Suddenly, he roared, "I didn't look! You bastard, you didn't look!" He then went into the agricultural machinery station office and slammed the door shut. Laughter echoed again from inside the town government building. Seeing so many people watching, the girls finally became too shy and ran away like the wind.
In a short while, the large town government courtyard returned to silence. Office doors closed, some people played cards, others took naps. Xiao Fei was still angry because someone had insulted his beloved English teacher. Although Chai Lingwen, whom he disliked, had taken the blame and made a fool of himself, he wasn't happy. Xiao Fei hadn't expected the men in the town government to be so despicable.
Xiao Fei disliked Chai Lingwen for a reason: he was the husband of his English teacher, Sun Yuemei, who was Xiao Fei's goddess. Driven by a young boy's inexplicable jealousy, Chai Lingwen was already one of his most hated people. Furthermore, Chai Lingwen had complained about Sun Yuemei tutoring him in English at Yu Fang's request, as his wife was pregnant. Xiao Fei overheard this once, which fueled his resentment. This time, he happened to teach Chai Lingwen a lesson, and Xiao Fei felt a sense of satisfaction.
For the next few days, Xiao Fei remained silent, not daring to make a move. However, unable to hold his bladder any longer, he rushed into the toilet behind the town government building one day, only to find a man peering through the wall. Startled by someone entering, the man hurriedly turned around. Seeing it was just a boy of about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, who looked somewhat familiar, he coughed twice in a mock manner and hurriedly walked out. Xiao Fei saw that the man looked to be about twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, wearing black-rimmed glasses, seemingly honest and refined, yet exuding a cowardly and lewd air—it was Chai Lingwen.
Xiao Fei couldn't help but chuckle to himself, thinking that he hadn't wronged him last time. But the situation next door inexplicably excited Xiao Fei, his heart pounding like a drum. He then imitated Chai Lingwen and climbed up to take a look. What he saw was a large, round, snow-white buttock. Xiao Fei quickly held his breath and widened his eyes, but before he could get a closer look, the woman had already stood up, pulled up her tight black panties, and had already relieved herself. Xiao Fei was extremely disappointed, but his gaze lingered on the woman's waist and hips. She had a slender waist and full, rounded buttocks, even more beautiful than his mother's. Her thighs were long and shapely, and her slightly rounded belly was free of any excess fat. Xiao Fei swallowed hard, wishing he could grab the beautiful woman's buttocks next door and smell them thoroughly.
Suddenly, the woman next door chuckled softly. When Xiao Fei came to his senses, she had already left. Though his lust was still naive, Xiao Fei was persistent. Forgetting his urgent need to urinate, he hurriedly chased after her. He saw a stunningly alluring woman in a black open-necked knit sweater walking towards him from the women's restroom. She carried an enamel chamber pot and wore open-toed high-heeled sandals. As she passed Xiao Fei, a sweet, enticing fragrance wafted over. Xiao Fei was still slightly dizzy with pleasure, but he recognized the woman as Wu Xiaoyan, the wife of the town's armed forces department head, and a broadcaster at the town's radio station. Hu Yufang was her mahjong partner, and Xiao Fei had occasionally heard others say that she was a beauty in the town government, favored by the secretary, and although she attracted many suitors, no one dared to mess with her. As
the woman turned the corner, she seemed to glance back unintentionally, giving Xiao Fei, who was staring at her dumbfounded, a charming smile. Xiao Fei felt slightly embarrassed, but then he saw the woman seem to trip, letting out a cry of "Ouch!" and stumbling against the wall. The chamber pot slipped from her grasp and rolled to Xiao Fei's feet. Hearing the woman's soft cry, Xiao Fei felt a surge of warmth in his heart. He quickly picked up the chamber pot and brought it to her, bowing his head and saying, "Auntie, this is for you…"
Wu Xiaoyan smiled and said, "Thank you, you're such a good boy. But Auntie sprained her ankle, could you help Auntie home? My house isn't far, it's just behind the town government." Xiao Fei was flattered and quickly agreed.
Wu Xiaoyan didn't stand on ceremony and immediately moved closer to Xiaofei, putting her arm around his shoulder and leaning half her body against him. Xiaofei felt a sudden weight on his body, and a fragrant aroma filled his nostrils. Feeling the woman's astonishing fullness and softness on one side of his body, he couldn't help but feel a surge of lustful thoughts. His hands were holding the chamber pot that had once held the woman's bodily fluids; the faint, pungent scent of her urine intoxicated him. If his hands weren't tied up, Xiaofei would have loved to embrace the woman's waist and explore her secrets.
Soon they arrived at Wu Xiaoyan's house, a small, clean courtyard with three small, spotless tiled houses. The woman invited Xiaofei to sit in her bedroom and watch TV, offering him apples and snacks. She then took a bottle of safflower oil and sat beside him, applying it to her fair, rounded ankles. Xiao Fei carefully examined the woman's bedroom. He saw a hanging ceiling, a large Simmons bed covered with pink gauze curtains, several small potted plants on the cabinet, and an exquisite dressing table at the head of the bed. The table was filled with bottles and jars that Xiao Fei did not recognize, which he assumed were the woman's cosmetics. The whole room was filled with the same faint fragrance as the woman herself.
Xiao Fei, his eyes glazed over, suddenly heard Wu Xiaoyan's seductive voice: "Little thing, were you peeping at me while I was peeing in the toilet just now?" Xiao Fei was startled and hurriedly said, "No!" Wu Xiaoyan giggled and said, "Children aren't allowed to lie! I know you saw me, you can't deny it now. Besides, Auntie won't eat you, a real man wouldn't be afraid to admit it, would he?" Xiao Fei blushed and lowered his head, stammering, "I'm sorry, Auntie. I didn't mean to look, someone else was peeping at you first, I was just curious." Wu Xiaoyan giggled and said, "You're a good boy, you can't learn from those bad men. If you want to look, just look openly, do you think Auntie isn't pretty? Why do you have to sneak around? Auntie likes good boys like you who are willing to help others!
What's your name?" Xiao Fei was stunned by her words and instinctively answered: Xia Xiaofei. "Wu Xiaoyan exclaimed in surprise, 'You're Yufang's son! No wonder you're so handsome! Auntie looks very familiar with you; your mother and I are good friends.' Xiaofei replied, 'I know, my mother often plays mahjong with Auntie.'
Wu Xiaoyan said, 'Then why did you peek at Auntie peeing? You disrespectful brat!' As she spoke, she suddenly stretched her foot onto Xiaofei's leg and said, 'If you put some safflower oil on Auntie, Auntie will forgive you.'
Xiaofei held Wu Xiaoyan's delicate lotus feet, as if he had found a treasure. He saw that her delicate toes were painted with bright red nail polish, making them look alluring and seductive, something Xiaofei had never seen before. Although his mother liked him to massage her feet, she never wore nail polish; she believed that it wasn't something a proper woman should wear. Xiaofei saw that Wu Xiaoyan's beautiful ankles had no signs of injury, but he still carefully applied safflower oil to them and then massaged her ankles using the same techniques he used on his mother." Wu Xiaoyan gave a light, enjoyable hum and laughed, "You little rascal, I didn't know you had this skill!"
Xiao Fei pressed for a while before feeling the urge to urinate and hurriedly went to the toilet. Wu Xiaoyan said, "No need to go out, there's a toilet in the next room." Xiao Fei then went and relieved himself, and when he came back, he couldn't help but ask, "You have a toilet, why did you go to the back toilet? Don't you know someone is peeping?" Wu Xiaoyan smiled smugly, "That's why I want them to see, to see but not be able to have, to make them drool! You're just a kid, you don't understand." Xiao Fei really couldn't understand, so he didn't ask anymore. He lingered, captivated by the woman's charm, and was reluctant to leave. Wu Xiaoyan was happy to let him stay. The woman had always loved handsome young men, and Xiao Fei was a rare find, so she had already set her sights on him and was unwilling to let him go.
The woman was chatting casually with Xiao Fei when she suddenly saw dark clouds gathering outside and a light rain starting to fall, so she went out to collect the clothes that were drying under the eaves. Xiao Fei couldn't resist peeking through the window. He saw the woman standing on tiptoe, her beautiful little feet accentuating her full, delicate breasts beneath her wide neckline. Her long, white neck was held high, and her hair was loosely tied back, making her look like a languid white swan. As he watched, Xiao Fei's young manhood hardened. Suddenly, Xiao Fei felt jealous of Minister Qu, who could sleep with this enchanting beauty every night. The woman seemed to sense something, her almond-shaped eyes fixed on Xiao Fei. Through the window, she said, "It's raining, you little rascal, you can't escape now."
Xiao Fei didn't want to run away, but he had class in the afternoon, and he didn't dare skip it. However, the woman's allure was captivating, and Xiao Fei couldn't bring himself to leave. Just as he was struggling with his thoughts, Wu Xiaoyan walked in. She still seemed to have difficulty walking. She put one hand on Xiaofei's shoulder and leaned close to him. Xiaofei felt a heavy breast pressing against his arm and heard the woman's sweet voice: "Help Auntie to the room..."
He helped the woman into the room and sat her on the large bed. Xiaofei saw the woman flaunting her brightly colored panties and bra, occasionally letting out a teasing laugh. Xiaofei felt dizzy; wasn't this seduction?
Chapter Two: A Prodigal Son's Lustful Heart Awakens as a Beauty Steals a Book
That afternoon, Xiaofei sat in the classroom, still lost in thought. He regretted leaving Wu Xiaoyan's house. Aunt Wu had seemed to intentionally or unintentionally remind him to go to school, which truly troubled this novice in the world of romance.
Now, let's talk about Xiao Fei, who attends Huanxiu Middle School. Because of his outstanding academic performance, good looks, and the influence of Chang Sheng's money, he frequently entertains teachers, making him a favorite among them. Huanxiu Middle School is an ordinary junior and senior high school. To ensure a high college entrance examination pass rate, the school groups the top-performing students in each grade into one class. These students are all arrogant, especially a few boys who, like Xiao Fei, excel academically. They resent the teachers' favoritism towards Xiao Fei and avoid him, intentionally or unintentionally isolating him.
Xiao Fei, by nature, prefers to be around girls, so he only befriends a group of girls. This, however, incurs the jealousy of the boys, who then spread rumors and gossip behind his back, which Xiao Fei doesn't care about.
This particular period is Sun Yuemei's English class. It's a hot day, and cicadas are chirping incessantly outside the window, while many students inside are drowsy. Xiao Fei, however, was full of energy, staring intently at the petite yet curvaceous Ms. Sun, not blinking for a moment. It turned out that Yue Mei was only wearing a sheer short-sleeved shirt, the outline of her bra clearly visible, her large breasts bouncing around, causing a stir among the young boys, their mouths watering.
Xiao Fei puffed out his chest and looked around, feeling quite smug, thinking to himself, "I've seen Ms. Sun's big breasts all the time; you can only stare." Sun Yue Mei also kept an eye on Xiao Fei, noticing his furtive glances at her chest, and knew what he was thinking. She glared at him, signaling him to pay attention in class.
A short while later, the bell rang, and Sun Yue Mei, drenched in sweat, hurriedly left.
As soon as she left, several boys in the classroom began discussing their English teacher's breasts. One said, "They're really big!" Another said, "Ms. Sun dressed like that for class; she's really sexy." Several others nodded in agreement.
Xiao Fei found it extremely grating, but didn't say anything.
Just then, the girl sitting in front of Xiao Fei turned around and said, "These guys are so boring!" Xiao Fei smiled gratefully at her and said, "That's right, sis, let's ignore these rude people."
This girl's name was Fang Yuanyuan. Because of her height, she had been selected for the county's girls' basketball team. After the team disbanded, she repeated her first year of junior high, joining Xiao Fei's class. She was two years older than Xiao Fei, quite beautiful, with a long face and a charming dimple on her round, fair chin. What Xiao Fei was most infatuated with was her waist-length, jet-black hair, loosely tied into a ponytail. He would often stroke and touch it. Fang Yuanyuan was somewhat aloof when she first arrived, but her tall figure in her blue and white school uniform and her skillful handling of the basketball on the playground truly captivated Xiao Fei. So, taking advantage of their seating arrangement, he pestered her every day until they agreed to become siblings.
Fang Yuanyuan was initially downcast upon arriving at the new place, but unexpectedly, she met Xiao Fei, a handsome boy who was particularly attentive to girls. Having been on the girls' basketball team for two years, she had never experienced such persistent pursuit from a boy. She felt both shy and secretly delighted. Knowing that Xiao Fei had a good relationship with Teacher Sun and that she genuinely disliked boys who used foul language, she spoke up for Xiao Fei.
The two joked around for a while, and as the school bell rang, Fang Yuanyuan suddenly asked, "Xiaofei, do you really like reading 'Dream of the Red Chamber'?" Xiaofei replied, "Yes, I asked my mom to buy me a copy, but she said I was too young to read it and needed to focus on my studies. But my cousin has already read it and keeps telling me how good and wonderful it is. Sigh." Fang Yuanyuan chuckled and said, "'Dream of the Red Chamber' is all about romance, of course you can't read it. What if you learn about puppy love after reading it? Focus on your studies and don't pull my hair again, or I'll beat you up after class!" Girls naturally develop earlier than boys, and Fang Yuanyuan was tall enough to play basketball, so Xiaofei was no match for her. But looking at the beautiful hair swaying behind her, he finally couldn't resist the temptation and reached out his hand.
Fang Yuanyuan felt shy as the boy stroked her hair from behind, as if she were being caressed by a lover. She couldn't concentrate on the teacher's lesson at all; she only vowed to teach this embarrassing "little brother" a lesson after class.
Finally, school was over, but in the blink of an eye, Xiaofei had vanished, making Fang Yuanyuan stomp her feet in anger.
At that moment, Xiaofei hurried towards Sun Yuemei's house. Sun Yuemei was only in her early twenties, but she was one of the best English teachers in the school. Due to a shortage of teachers, Yuemei had returned to teaching before her postpartum confinement period was over. She was initially reluctant to tutor students privately, but due to favors from school leaders and the tutoring fees from Xia Xiaofei's family, she couldn't refuse and had to agree. Unexpectedly, Xia Xiaofei was exceptionally bright, understanding things immediately. Yuemei, who had been teaching for two years, had never seen such a clever child, so she took him to heart and taught him even more diligently. Xiao Fei learned very quickly, was good-looking, and quite sensible and considerate, unlike the mischievous and willful children of wealthy families. Yue Mei gradually grew fond of him, often inviting him to her home for tutoring, giving him food, or providing him with books. Their relationship was closer than that of ordinary teachers and students.
Sun Yue Mei's home was in the teachers' dormitory area of Huanxiu Middle School, a row of red brick houses. Originally old classrooms, they had been converted into teachers' dormitories after the construction of the teaching building. One of the houses at the far west end had a small, independent courtyard with a single iron gate ajar. The courtyard was planted with several common flowers and plants, including roses, hibiscus, crape myrtle, magnolias, and gardenias. Xiao Fei thought that although it wasn't as large as his own flowerbed, it was midsummer, and the flowers were in full bloom. Xiao Fei pushed open the gate and found it quiet. The screen door of the tiled house swayed gently in the breeze. Xiao Fei was used to coming here, so he went straight in, lifting the screen door. Because this room had originally been a classroom, it was quite spacious, with partitions inside. Xiao Fei entered the cubicle and saw a petite, plump, and round-faced young woman sitting on the edge of the bed, her hair flowing like a waterfall, her round face as white as snow. It was Sun Yuemei
. "Teacher Sun," Xiao Fei called out, and sat down beside the bed as usual.
Sun Yuemei had recently given birth to a daughter and was breastfeeding the baby. When she saw Xiao Fei enter, she was about to turn away, but then hesitated and said, "There's watermelon on the table in the main room. Help yourself." Xiao Fei didn't hear a word she said; his entire attention was focused on her full, snow-white breast. The baby girl squinted her eyes, sucking on her mother's bright red nipple with relish. Xiao Fei swallowed hard, wishing he could take her place.
Seeing that Xiaofei's usually darting eyes were now fixed intently on her breasts, Yuemei felt a surge of pride, but scolded him, "What are you looking at? Children who stare like that will get boils!"
Xiaofei, embarrassed, didn't know how to answer. Just as he was about to ask for leave, Yuemei's voice softened again, saying, "Xiaofei, can I ask you for a favor?" Xiaofei's heroic spirit immediately swelled, and he puffed out his chest, saying, "Teacher, just say the word! Anything is fine!" Yuemei smiled, but didn't specify what the favor was, only saying, "Look, isn't your little sister cute?" Xiaofei quickly leaned closer to look, nodding vigorously, repeatedly saying, "Cute, cute..." It was unclear what he meant by cute.
Yuemei found it amusing and said, "Your little sister is cute, but her appetite is as small as a kitten's. She can't even finish all of Teacher's milk. Teacher's breasts are engorged and painful every day. If you can help, could you help your little sister eat some?" Xiaofei was stunned when he heard this. He felt that happiness had come too suddenly, leaving him dizzy. Coming to his senses, he saw Yuemei staring at him and stammered, "Teacher, you haven't been in a good mood these past few days. Is it because of engorgement?" Yuemei was surprised and asked, "You could tell I'm not in a good mood?"
Xiaofei hummed in agreement and said, "Teacher hasn't smiled much these past few days. Actually, you look extremely beautiful when you smile!"
Yuemei was touched. She hadn't expected this little boy to be so thoughtful. Looking at Xiaofei's concerned face, her heart warmed, and she smiled and said, "Don't try to flatter me with your smooth talk. You're so naughty at such a young age. Am I really that pretty? Would you like to help me suckle?"
Xiaofei felt a little annoyed, wondering what he had done wrong, but he was still clear-headed on this crucial matter and quickly said, "I would!" He was overjoyed. He had just drunk his mother's milk that morning, which hadn't produced any milk, and now he was about to taste real breast milk again. He saw that Yuemei had already lifted her clothes, revealing her other breast, which was full like a ripe peach, as if it might overflow with milk at any moment. Before the beautiful female teacher could give a signal, Xiao Fei buried his face in Yue Mei's arms and hurriedly brought her soft, tender breasts to his mouth. He took the soft, purplish-red nipple into his mouth and sucked deeply. He heard Chu Yue Mei let out a soft "hmm" and a large stream of milk rushed into Xiao Fei's throat. The milk smelled wonderful, with a slightly fishy smell.
Yuemei angrily slapped Xiaofei on the head, saying, "Be gentle, you little rascal, you're hurting me!
Haven't you ever had your mother's milk before?" Xiaofei was startled and was about to say that he had it this morning, but Yuemei had already shoved the nipple back into his mouth, almost making him choke.
After a while, Xiaofei finally finished his task, and Yuemei also settled her daughter and leaned against the headboard to rest. Xiaofei saw Yuemei's almond-shaped eyes squinting, her face flushed, and her breasts rising and falling, extremely alluring. He couldn't help but feel a strange impulse and unease. Just as he was about to speak, he heard Yuemei say, "Today's tutoring can't be done, it's all your fault, you naughty boy. I misjudged you, I didn't expect you to be such a..." She suddenly stopped talking.
The two fell silent for a moment. Xiaofei was confused and felt a little wronged. He had only been asked to help, so why was he being blamed? Yuemei ignored his thoughts, paused for a moment, and then said, "Actually, it's my fault. You're not allowed to tell anyone about what happened today, including your mother, or I'll never talk to you again!" Xiaofei hurriedly said ingratiatingly, "I won't tell anyone! If you need my help again in the future, just tell me." Yuemei chuckled
, her smile blooming like a hundred flowers, and said, "You wish! You've already made a mistake today, there won't be a next time. I knew you were a little greedy devil!" Xiaofei stammered, "Teacher, did I do something wrong today?" Yuemei didn't answer him, but only said, "It's getting late, I won't keep you for dinner today. Why don't you hurry home? Be careful your mother gets worried." Xiaofei then remembered something and asked, "Teacher, didn't you also not eat? Why haven't I seen your husband? Didn't he cook for you today?" It turned out that when Sun Yuemei was in postpartum confinement, both sets of parents only visited occasionally, and it was her husband, Chai Lingwen, who cooked for her. Upon hearing this, Yuemei's face darkened, and she angrily said, "Who told you to ask so many questions? Don't mention him again! It's getting late, you should go home early. I'm tired, let me get some sleep."
Xiaofei had no choice but to keep turning back to head home, secretly fuming. Just as he was about to reach his grand little house, he saw a beautiful figure standing by the roadside. Seeing Xiaofei, she said coquettishly, "Where have you been? You made me wait forever!"
Xiaofei saw Fang Yuanyuan's tall, graceful figure, her hands behind her back, making her youthful breasts appear even more full. Thinking of the breasts he had just suckled, he couldn't help but swallow hard. He immediately smiled and said, "Good sister, I won't pull your hair again, please forgive me this time, okay?" Fang Yuanyuan was easily swayed by his lazy demeanor and chuckled, saying, "Go away, go away! Who told you that? Look what I brought you!"
As she spoke, she pulled out a book from behind her back, a thick cover.
Xiao Fei exclaimed in surprise, "Dream of the Red Chamber!" Seeing Fang Yuanyuan's smug look of "See how good your sister is to you?", he felt she was even closer than his own sister, and blurted out, "Good sister Yuanyuan, you're my real sister. But where did you get this book?" Fang Yuanyuan said proudly, "I stole it from Teacher Zhang's house because I saw you liked it. You'd better finish reading it quickly, I'll return it to you secretly." It turned out that Fang Yuanyuan's family lived in a village far from town, and she shared a house with several girls with a teacher at the school. This teacher taught Chinese, but he didn't take his teaching seriously and liked to do some business to make money off his students. Fang Yuanyuan noticed that there was a copy of "Dream of the Red Chamber" that Xiao Fei had been longing for in his bookshelf. It was covered in dust, so she quietly took it, wiped it clean, and showed it to Xiao Fei. She had really put a lot of thought into it.
The two talked for a while, and Xiao Fei invited Fang Yuanyuan to his home for dinner. Fang Yuanyuan was too embarrassed to meet Xiao Fei's parents, so she refused to go, and they went home separately. Xiao Fei entered the house and saw his mother, Yu Fang, gracefully descending the stairs. She frowned and asked, "Who was that girl just now? I don't think she's from any town." Xiao Fei knew his mother must have seen her from the balcony, so he honestly replied, "She's a classmate, giving me a reference book. Don't make a fuss!" Yu Fang had also seen the two handing over a book from afar, so she didn't think much of it, only glaring at her son and saying, "I don't care about you! But you must study hard, no early romances, and less playing with girls. If your grades come out, I'll skin you alive!" Xiao Fei went up and hugged his mother's waist, grinning mischievously, "Good Mom, I know! I've always been in the top ten of my grade!" Yu Fang was delighted, tapping her son's face, "Aren't you ashamed? You're so old and still clinging to your mother? I'd be happier if you always got first place! Were you tired from studying today?
I cooked a little rooster for you, you little glutton!" The heartwarming scene between mother and son goes without saying.
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