[Equally Matched] Author 3W digs some pits

Shuangpai Village is named after two chastity memorial arches at its entrance. The arches, made of white stone, are three zhang (approximately 10 meters) high and inscribed with the titles of
chaste women , their family names, and the date of their erection. The two arches were built during the Ming and Qing dynasties, one for the Zhuang family and the other for
the Jia family. They could have been cultural relics. However, in the late 1950s, the Great Leap Forward movement called for
nationwide steel production. Due to a shortage of building materials for blast furnaces, the two arches were demolished, and the bricks
were used to build the furnaces. In
the 1990s, with the establishment of the socialist market economy, villagers left one by one, some working as laborers and
others going into business. Entering the 21st century, the villagers grew weary of their remote village. Those who could afford it
moved to smaller towns. The original village of over two hundred households gradually shrank to a small village of about fifty
.
Just as Shuangpai Village was about to be abandoned by the tide of reform, a highway cleaved it in two,
connecting a small town to the north and a large city to the south. Shuangpai Village suddenly came back to life.
Chapter 1: The Unscrupulous Zhuang Xian Dies, His Blessed Hometown Favored by Jia De.
Zhuang Xian was one of the few wealthy households in the village. Since the days of the communal dining system, he had been the brigade's accountant, nicknamed
"Iron Abacus," his abacus ticking away with practiced ease. Through reform and opening up, the market economy, and until his retirement,
only he knew how much he had embezzled.
Zhuang Xian had thick eyebrows and large eyes, and although not tall, he married a woman who was 1.7 meters tall. He claimed
it was genetic modification, hoping to change the Zhuang family's short stature through his wife's genes. But man proposes, God disposes. His two sons,
the elder Zhuang Jianguo, were only 1.6 meters tall. The younger son, Zhuang Jiancheng, though somewhat successful, was
still only 1.68 meters tall, not considered tall for a rural man.
Undeterred, Zhuang Xian set his sights on his two sons. Although short, both sons were handsome and refined
. In addition, he was truly shrewd; after much effort, his eldest son married into the Jia family. This was already
unexpected , but his younger son even married a stunningly beautiful woman, 1.74 meters tall, from a neighboring village. A year later, both daughters-in-law
were pregnant. After ten months of pregnancy, the eldest daughter-in-law, Xiaoping, gave birth to a girl, and the second daughter-in-law, Yufen, gave birth to a healthy boy. Zhuang Xian
was both happy and worried. He was happy that the Zhuang family had an heir, but worried about whether genetic modification would be successful.
There was a temple in the west of Shuangpai Village, a thousand-year-old temple, which enshrined Guanyin Bodhisattva. The people of Shuangpai Village were very
devout, especially worshipping Guanyin, who saved them from suffering {which is why the ancient temple was able to
escape unscathed }. However, the temple had long since lost its monks, and the village elders, with nothing to do, would gather
in twos and threes to pool their money, eat vegetarian food, and chant Buddhist prayers, creating quite a lively atmosphere. As time went on, the accounts inevitably became complicated, so Zhuang Xian
volunteered to take over as accountant. He died less than a year later. As for the illness he contracted, the Zhuang family
kept it a secret. On the seventh day after his death, a sudden storm raged with wind, rain, lightning, and thunder. Rural people are naturally suspicious,
and as even without wind, waves rise three times. Soon, rumors spread throughout the village. They said that Zhuang Xian had been greedy for money, embezzled
the offerings from the Bodhisattva, and was being punished.
Yangliu River is the village river of Shuangpai Village, said to have been built during the Tang Dynasty. The more than ten-meter-wide river
cuts the village in half from west to east, connecting with the Grand Canal. Both banks of the river are planted with poplar and willow trees, hence the name Yangliu River
, which has nurtured countless people of Shuangpai for thousands of years. At the easternmost end of the river is the home of the former Party Secretary, Jia De. Three
small bungalows stood in a row on the south bank of the small river. They had always served as the main house of the Jia family, but due to their recent wealth
, they were abandoned and used only as auxiliary rooms for storing firewood and farm tools. South of the auxiliary rooms was a brick and tile house,
built by Jia De in recent years—three stories high and three rooms long, quite impressive. Between the brick house and the auxiliary rooms was a large courtyard.
Jia De, true to his name, was upright and selfless, always considerate of his subordinates and unconcerned with trivial matters. During the Cultural Revolution, he offended countless township officials
for the sake of the village. After the reform and opening up, he was the first in the village to build a village-run factory,
which flourished. After the village was connected by a road, Jia De, despite his age, was eager to continue his work.
Unexpectedly, a document from the town government ordered the village-run factory to be relocated to the town, supposedly for easier management and
direct control. The town officials were openly settling personal scores, and Jia De,
unwilling but to no avail. In a fit of anger, he submitted his retirement application. Although the town
officials feigned reluctance to retain him several times, and the villagers even petitioned in unison, the old Party Secretary, disheartened, ultimately retired. After retiring, with nothing to do,
he planted flowers and raised birds in his yard, quite content. For two or three years, the yard was lush
and green .
One day, Jia De took a nap in the yard, sleeping until five o'clock without waking. His daughter came home from work and, upon checking,
discovered that her father had already passed away peacefully. From then on, no one watered the flowers, and few fed the birds.
Within half a month, the flowers withered and the birds scattered. Our story begins with this family.
Chapter Two: Father and Daughter's Trip to West Lake on May Day; Mother-in-Law and Son-in-Law's Trip to Wushan.
"Beep, beep!"
Xiaoping habitually grabbed the alarm clock from the bedside table and impatiently pressed the switch. She yawned and
picked up her clothes from the bedside table to put them on. A few years ago, Xiaoping wouldn't have dressed so formally; due to
time constraints, she usually went out to do housework in her pajamas. But things were different now, since her son-in-law also lived
at home.
Getting up at six every day to do housework had been a routine for years.
Washing clothes, boiling water, cooking, and if there was a spare moment, sweeping the floor.
By the time everything was finished, the whole family should be up.
"Dad, hurry up, don't be late and miss the bus."
Xiaoping's daughter spoke as she came down the stairs.
"What's the rush? Roll call doesn't start until 8:30!" Xiaoping's husband was an accountant, 1.6 meters tall,
used to a life of luxury in the office, appearing pale and plump. He was slowly and methodically buttoning his shirt.
"Jianguo, in previous years, didn't you always arrive at the factory at six o'clock for the trip? What's wrong this year? Is the factory doing
well, and the factory leaders have gotten used to sleeping in?" Xiaoping was busy ladling porridge for the father and daughter, glancing at her husband who was still
buttoning his shirt .
"What's so good about it? Can't you see the spring outing is getting closer and closer? In previous years, it was six or seven days, with the journey alone taking
a day . This year, it's a trip to West Lake, and the round trip is only three days." Jianguo finally finished buttoning the last button: "
At this rate, we won't be far from going bankrupt!"
"Mom, don't listen to Dad. He never tells the truth. Whether the factory is doing well or not, you can tell by looking at the accountant's belly."
"Look at my dad, he's gotten quite heavy!" Jia Wen joked. Jia Wen is the only daughter of Jianguo and Xiaoping. She was pampered by her grandparents
from a young age and never spoke in a coquettish tone. She was mischievous as a child, and her academic performance
was average. After graduating from high school, she got a job at her father's company through connections, where she became a junior accountant. After sitting at the company for two or
three years , she had already gained weight.
"Hey, Xiaowen, this is getting more and more outrageous, joking about your dad like this." Jianguo changed the subject: "
Where are Mom and Pengfei? Why aren't they here for breakfast?"
"Pengfei's sleeping. He stayed up late watching the game yesterday. Mom, Pengfei went home today. Don't cook
for him tonight. Grandma's out on house calls again, right?"
"I know. Grandma went out on house calls early this morning."
"Grandma's really not thinking things through. She's so old, and all she thinks about is making money. If it were me, I would have
retired and !" Jiawen said, shoveling the last bit of porridge into her bowl. "I'm going to work now.
I'll miss the trip, that'll be a huge loss. Dad, I'm leaving my luggage with you, don't forget." With that, she ran into the bike shed,
pushed her electric scooter, and hit the road.
"Child, is that how you see your grandma? Your grandma saves lives and has high moral character. How can you
say she's only after money?" Xiaoping defended her mother. Seeing her daughter had already gone far away, she turned back:
"You should lose some weight too. You have trouble even buttoning a shirt."
"Yeah, I'll lose weight when I get back. I should go now." With that, she put down the empty bowl, picked up the luggage prepared on the table, and
went out heavily pregnant.
"Sigh!" Xiaoping sighed as she watched her husband's departing figure. She cleaned up the dishes and went to work.
Xiaoping and Jianguo grew up in the same village, but their relationship wasn't based on free love, let alone childhood sweethearts
. Their marriage was arranged by their parents. To outsiders, it was a classic case of a beautiful flower stuck
in cow dung. At 1.75 meters tall, Xiaoping truly lived up to her name, with a tall figure and long, slender legs. Although not curvy
, she was still graceful and charming. She truly captivated all the young men in the village. Behind her back, they nicknamed her "Slender Bamboo
Girl." Just turned eighteen, suitors were lining up at her door. But her parents favored Jianguo, the short, stocky boy
. Firstly, Jianguo's father was the brigade accountant, and the young man was destined to follow in his footsteps;
secondly , Xiaoping's father, Jia De, was the brigade secretary. A secretary's daughter with an accountant's son—a match made in heaven! More
importantly, Jianguo was a brother, and he was willing to become a live-in son-in-law, continuing the Jia family line.
Xiaoping finished work at 4:30, and around 4:00, she received a call from her mother. It turned out that Xiaoping's mother,
a barefoot doctor, had an emergency patient that day, critically ill, on life support, and on the
verge of death. At the patient's family's repeated pleas, she agreed to stay at the patient's house overnight. It was
unlikely .
"No one's home today, it's still early to go back. I haven't visited my sister's house in a long time, why don't I go for a visit?"
Xiaoping has a sister, Xiaoju, who is two years younger than her. She married into a small town through an introduction. The two have
been inseparable since childhood. Seeing her sister arrive, Xiaoju naturally offered her a warm welcome, and after a long chat, she was inevitably persuaded to stay for
dinner .
It was already past seven when she returned from her sister's house, and the bright moon had quietly climbed into the night sky. Under
the warm hospitality of her sister and brother-in-law, Xiaoping inevitably drank a few too many glasses, her face already flushed, and she was riding her bicycle a little unsteadily.
May is the most beautiful season of the year. Flowers are in bloom, their fragrance filling the air. Xiaoping picked a few
roses , tore off a few petals, and scattered them in the bathtub. Slightly tipsy, she lay comfortably in it, feeling extremely content
!
After soaking, Xiaoping's intoxication subsided, and she stood up to look at herself in the mirror. She hadn't looked at herself
like this . Her oval face was framed by long, elegant eyebrows; thin lips accentuated her cherry-like mouth;
long , flowing hair cascaded over her shoulders; her slender legs were white and smooth as jade. She couldn't help but reach out
and stroke them.
"I forgot my pajamas. What a forgetful me! Luckily no one's home, or they'd laugh at me again."
Xiaoping picked up a towel to dry her wet hair and walked gracefully forward. Unexpectedly, she bumped into
a .
The other person was clearly unprepared and stared in disbelief.
"Xiaofei, what are you doing at home? Didn't you say you were going to your parents' house today?" Xiaoping looked closely and
recognized her son-in-law, Pengfei, and asked in surprise.
Pengfei then realized what was happening and said, "My second uncle came, and there wasn't enough room at home, so I came back." His
eyes, however, darted restlessly up and down Xiaoping's breasts.
Xiaoping blushed crimson under Pengfei's gaze, but dared not retaliate. She covered her upper body with her small hands, leaving her lower body exposed:
"Are you going to take a shower? Go to bed early after you're done." With that, she quickly slipped back into her room. Sitting on the edge of the bed
, panting, she thought with lingering fear: Thank goodness, I reacted quickly; otherwise, something terrible might have happened. I wonder
when got back? Still so clumsy. After sitting for a while, the effects of the alcohol kicked in again. Just as she put on her pajamas,
she felt dizzy and quickly lay down to sleep.
It turned out the wine was homemade; although it tasted sweet, it had a strong aftereffect. In the middle of the night,
a strong wind suddenly arose, rattling the windows. Xiaoping hurriedly got up to close them. Suddenly, her mouth was parched. She picked up her teacup,
but it was empty. She wanted to give up, but her thirst was unbearable. She had no choice but to take the kettle downstairs to boil water.
Xiaoping and her husband's rooms were opposite Jia Wen's. Xiaoping, carrying a kettle, passed by Jiawen's room and
saw faint starlight inside. "Is she still awake? I'm so thirsty, why don't I go in and get some water?"
Being drunk, Xiaoping didn't think much of it. She pushed open the door and called out, "Pengfei, still awake?"
Pengfei was a young man in his early twenties, about 1.75 meters tall, burly and broad-shouldered.
Since marrying Jiawen, he had been inseparable from her every night. Tonight, with Jiawen absent, he felt uneasy.
He found a pornographic film he'd gotten from somewhere and started watching it. He couldn't help but feel a surge of desire. Already naked,
he stroked his penis, quite enjoying himself. Suddenly, he heard his mother-in-law call him from the doorway and was startled: "Oh no! What if
my mother-in-law sees me watching this?" He quickly pretended to be asleep, closing his eyes hastily.
But his penis remained erect, and he was helpless.
Xiaoping pushed open the door but Pengfei didn't respond. Thinking he was asleep, she slowly walked in. Suddenly, she saw a...
The man and woman, enjoying themselves, blushed with embarrassment. They hurriedly went to turn off the lights. Still unsettled, they turned around and,
in the moonlight, saw Pengfei lying naked on his back, his penis erect like a spear, over half a foot high. Startled,
they forgot all about drinking water: how could it be so thick and long? My husband isn't even half as big! A ripple of desire stirred within them. They
thought, "He's fast asleep; I'll just try it out, a few strokes, and he probably won't wake up." But Xiaoping was
drunk, and as the saying goes, "lust knows no bounds." She climbed onto the bed, lifted her nightgown, pulled open her red panties, and
knelt down, facing his penis. But she could only insert half the glans. It turned out Xiaoping hadn't done this in a long time, and her vagina
was already dry. After only two or three strokes, she felt a slight pain and sighed, about to get off, when Pengfei, not wanting
to miss this golden opportunity, seized the chance. He raised his silver spear and thrust it in all the way to the root. Xiaoping had never experienced such a massive object.
She cried out, her thighs clamping tightly around his penis, her upper body leaning against her son-in-law. Her left hand hooked around
Pengfei 's neck, while her right hand quickly reached down to hold his waist. She panted, "Gently, yours is too big. Let me
catch my breath." Pengfei, hearing this, wasn't in a hurry. He stuck out his tongue, about to kiss her. Xiaoping, unfamiliar with such things,
could only offer a quick kiss. Pengfei, however, was a seasoned pro. He grabbed a strand of Xiaoping's hair with his right hand and pulled it back. Xiaoping
cried out in pain, her mouth gaping open, unable to close. Taking advantage of this, Pengfei's tongue plunged into his mother-in-law's
cherry-like mouth , stirring it around. Xiaoping, experiencing French kissing for the first time, felt her heart churning like waves, and couldn't help but extend her own tongue,
offering it with relish.
The two kissed for a while. Xiaoping, aroused, swayed her slender waist a few times, her buttocks moving up and down several times.
Because her mouth was blocked, she could only moan incoherently, "Mmm-Mmm-Ah-Ah." Pengfei reached down to explore her vulva,
finding it already soaking wet. He rolled over, pinning Xiaoping beneath him, and thrust forcefully against her entrance. Xiaoping, fully
aroused, had her legs spread wide, her breasts pressed tightly together, allowing him to manipulate her. One was a novice on the battlefield, the other a
seasoned official. The novice was skilled with a gun; the seasoned official was adept at flattery. Pengfei had never encountered such
a small vulva before. He couldn't help but exert himself, thrusting roughly. The point of their union inevitably made a "slap slap" sound. Xiaoping was nearly
driven mad by him, initially moaning "Mmm-Mmm-Oh-Oh," "My darling-My precious." Later, she could only
exhale, no longer inhaling. After another twenty or so thrusts, Xiaoping let out a long "hmm" and
fainted . Panicked, Pengfei bent down and kept breathing into Xiaoping's mouth. After a while, Xiaoping slowly woke up,
her eyes still blurry, and said, "Water, quickly give me some water." Pengfei quickly took a few sips from the cup and fed her mouthful after mouthful
.
"Hmm—," Xiaoping finally let out a long sigh. The two, startled, had no heart for further battle. They each
embraced their naked bodies and fell asleep.
Chapter Three: At Dawn, the Turtle Son-in-Law Wants to Rekindle Old Dreams; At Noon, the Filial Daughter Returns Home to Visit Her Mother.
The morning air in May was fresh, perfect for sleeping in. Due to
the fright exhausted and inevitably overslept.
Pengfei, being younger, woke up first. Opening his eyes, the sun was already high in the sky. A ray of sunlight shone through the gap in the curtains,
falling directly on the woman. She was beautiful: red lips, white teeth, and sparkling eyes. A small dimple graced her oval face, and slightly
yellow hair lay scattered on the pillow. Her breasts rose and fell rhythmically with her breath. Pengfei, aroused, rolled over, parted
her legs, and saw a mound of flesh, like a steamed bun, beneath sparse pubic hair. At the entrance, there was a glistening white fluid. Upon closer
inspection, it was the fluid from their lovemaking. Apparently, they hadn't had time to wash after their passionate encounter the previous night. He secretly rejoiced: this would
save him a lot of trouble. He raised his penis and began to thrust in, finding it very easy. Afraid of waking her, he could only slowly
pump in and out.
Xiaoping, fast asleep, suddenly felt a tingling, itchy sensation in her vulva. She quickly opened her eyes and saw her son-in-law holding her
slender waist , sweating profusely as they made love inside her. Startled, she remembered the incestuous relationship between mother-in-law and son-in-law, a shameful act, and quickly
pushed her son-in-law away with both hands, saying, "What are you doing? Get down!"
Pengfei, seeing his mother-in-law awake, was about to exchange a few sweet words. Unexpectedly, he was pushed away by his mother-in-law and couldn't understand why
: "Mom, what's wrong? Did I not serve you well last night?" Upon hearing this, Xiaoping recalled her actions last night
, and her face flushed. Although she felt guilty, she thought of ethics and morality, how could she disregard them? Besides, last night was
a drunken . She quickly said to her son-in-law gently, "Get down. Mom drank too much last night. We can't make the same mistake again!"
As she spoke, she picked up her clothes and got up to leave.
Pengfei was in the heat of the moment, driven by youthful passion. He didn't care about anything else. He opened his arms and was about to force himself on her.
Although the woman was tall, she was weak and couldn't resist. Pengfei had already penetrated her again, thrusting in and out several times.
"Ping! Still not up? The sun's already high in the sky!" Just then, Xiaoping's mother
called , "Why didn't you make breakfast? It's Labor Day, you're supposed to be working! Why are you being so lazy today?"
Her shout startled the two people upstairs. Pengfei was slumped on the bed,
not daring . Taking advantage of the situation, Xiaoping hurriedly grabbed her clothes and ran out of her daughter's room. Still catching her breath at the door, she called
downstairs , "Mom, I drank a little too much at Xiaoju's last night, and I'm a bit dizzy. Are you hungry? I'll
get up and make breakfast right away."
"Never mind, if you're dizzy, just sleep a little longer! I already ate at Old Zhang's. I was
worried something might have happened to you since you hadn't gotten up so late, so I called to check on you." "
Hmm, I'm not so dizzy anymore. It's getting late, we should prepare lunch. I'll go to the market to
buy some vegetables later." Xiaoping said, still a little shaken, "Mom, what would you like to eat? I'll make it for you."
"It's a holiday today, buy some prawns, silver carp, eels, or whatever's from the water, just buy whatever you
think is . If you can't finish it all, you can put it in the fridge. Vegetables are ridiculously expensive these days, and they're not fresh, so
let's not buy any. Just pick some from our own plot." Xiaoping's mother, Shuzhen, was very particular about food.
As a barefoot doctor, she was very busy. Since entering the Jia family at eighteen, she had never stepped into the kitchen.
In her youth, her mother-in-law was an excellent cook and wouldn't allow her, a daughter-in-law from a scholarly family, to set foot in the kitchen. After her mother-in-law
passed away , the daughter took over the cooking, and thanks to her grandmother's inherited skills, her dishes were fragrant and delicious, naturally receiving
the support of the whole family.
Shuzhen was happy to enjoy it.
"By the way, hasn't Xiaofei come back from yesterday? Give him a call and see if he's coming home tonight.
Buy some more turtle for him to nourish him. It's been half a year since I married Xiaowen, why isn't Xiaowen pregnant yet?"
" Where's the sound?"
"Hmm, it seems he hasn't come back yet!" Xiaoping turned around and looked at Pengfei lying on the bed, only to see
him her. She quickly turned her face away in embarrassment: "I don't know if he's coming back to stay. I heard his second uncle came
, so he'll probably be at home drinking with him."
"Alright, I still have to go to your Uncle Zhang's house later. The old man is dying, I'll come back to get some medicine."
Shuzhen said as she went into the pharmacy to get the medicine.
"Oh! Look at my memory, Xiaoju said yesterday that she'd come back to see you today! You should come back soon."
Hearing that her mother was leaving soon, Xiaoping was afraid that Pengfei would bother her again, so she hurriedly changed her clothes and ran downstairs.
"Xiaoju's coming back? Then add a few more dishes. That child has suffered so much. When she got married, I didn't
think much about her. I just thought that getting out of this little village was a blessing. Sigh!" Xiaoju was always a
worry for Shuzhen. Every time she brought it up, she felt sorry for her: "In the end, it's all your father's fault. What about colleagues, what about confidants?
He still ruined his own daughter."
"Mom, why bring this up on a holiday! I'm going to the market. Remember to come back early."
After saying that, Xiaoping rode off on her bicycle.
It was only early summer, and the weather was changing quickly. Today, Xiaoping wore a grass-green sweater,
a small blazer over it, dark green flared pants, and a pair of high heels, which showed off her elegant figure.
When she returned from buying groceries, it was already past ten o'clock. Xiaoju and her husband were already standing at the door with bags and packages.
"Oh, Xiaoju's here!" Xiaoping hurriedly got out of the car, grabbed her keys, and opened the door. "It's all my fault for getting up late
this morning. I made you stand at the door for so long."
"It's alright, we just got here too." Xiaoju said as she carried the gifts into the house, then came back to help
Xiaoping with the groceries. "Sister, look at you, we're all family, why did you buy so many groceries?"
"No, these groceries aren't for you! I bought them for Mom." The two sisters were used to joking around
.
"Oh dear! Sis—you're always bullying me!" Xiaoju still loved to act spoiled in front of her sister. "Then I won't thank
you, I'll thank Mom! Is Mom out on a house call again?"
"Yes, your Uncle Zhang is dying, and Mom is at his house watching over him. I don't know if he'll be able to come back for dinner."
After saying that, she called out to Xiaoju's husband, Jiang Xinming, who was inside the house, "Xiaowen's uncle, please sit down. We're all
family , so don't be shy here."
"Hey! Sis, don't be so busy. We're all family, there's no need to buy so many vegetables." Jiang Xinming said, "
Oh! This is all Mom's idea. She was so happy when she heard you were coming, she wanted to buy this and that
." Xiaoping then said to Xiaoju, "Xiaoju, can you help me pick out some vegetables? I'll go get some more from the plot of land."
The back and left sides of Xiaoping's house were surrounded by the Willow River, leaving only a small plot of land on the right side of the house.
The family would grow some vegetables in the plot in their spare time, which was enough to make them self-sufficient.
After a flurry of activity, the two sisters had prepared a table full of dishes. Xiaoping checked her phone;
it was already 11:30. Just as she was about to call her mother to urge her to
hurry up, Shuzhen entered carrying a medicine box. "Mom," Xiaoju saw her mother first and quickly took the medicine box from her.
"Xiaoju's here? Let Mom take a look." Shuzhen carefully examined her daughter: "You've lost weight, but
your skin is still so fair."
"Mom, look at you, you've been so busy you haven't even had time to eat. Take care of yourself. It's not like we're short of money." Xiaoju
said.
"It's not about money. Doctors should do their jobs properly. How can you abandon your patients?"
Shuzhen then turned to her son-in-law and said, "Xinming, are you getting impatient? Sit down. Xiaoping, bring out that bottle of Moutai
for Xinmin to drink."
"Mom, I can do it myself." Xinming was not good with words.
"Xinming, Mom has to talk to you two. It's been so many years, how come you two still don't have a child?"
Shuzhen was always straightforward.
"Mom, look at you, here you go again," Xiaoju interrupted.
"Mom's just worried," Xiaoping said. "Have you two even checked whose problem it is?
Medicine is so advanced now, as long as you're willing to treat it, it's completely curable!"
"Yes, don't delay any longer, get it treated as soon as possible, while you're still young and can still have children.
Otherwise , there will be more trouble when you're older."
Throughout the meal, the mother and daughter took turns advising Xiaoju. Xiaoju and her husband looked at each other.
In the end, they tacitly choked back the words they wanted to say.
Just after dinner, Shuzhen received another call, from Old Zhang's family again. Helpless, she had to say goodbye to her daughter and son-in-law and go on a house call
. Before leaving, she repeatedly told Xiaoju to get treatment as soon as possible.
Xiaoju chatted with her sister for a while, nothing more than everyday family matters. Then they talked about some strange and unusual things. Before they knew it,
it was getting late. Xiaoping pleaded with them to stay for dinner, but they couldn't stay any longer, so she had to let them go home.
Chapter Four: A Sigh of Desolation - Xiaoping Drinks Alone at the Table, Xing Hehuan and Pengfei Engage in Battle at the Bedside
As evening fell, Xiaoping ate dinner alone, lost in thought. She recalled the lively scenes of family reunions around the table during past holidays when her father was
alive and her daughter was young. In the blink of an eye, her father had passed away, and her daughter had grown up and married. Life was
truly unpredictable, and a sense of desolation crept in. She also thought of the foolish things she and her son-in-law had done the previous night, and felt a pang of self-reproach. She stood up,
picked up the remaining wine from lunch, and gulped down two mouthfuls: "I wonder if Pengfei will come back to stay today?
Will he barge into my room? No, I have to lock the door. This can't happen again!
" "Mom, haven't you finished eating yet?" Just as Xiaoping thought this, Pengfei returned.
"Yes, I'm almost finished. Have you eaten? Your grandma will be back soon." Afraid that Pengfei
would bother her first brought out her grandmother.
"I've already eaten at home, with my second uncle. You eat slowly, I'm going upstairs to sleep." Pengfei went upstairs
casually .
"Mom, come quick, what's this?" Xiaoping had just finished eating and was about to clear the dishes when she heard
Pengfei .
"What's wrong? What happened?" Xiaoping rushed upstairs. She saw Pengfei squatting by the bathtub, looking at something.
Curious, Xiaoping went over, bent down, and carefully searched the edge of the bathtub, but found nothing
unusual . Just as she was about to ask Pengfei, she suddenly felt a pair of large hands wrap around her waist from behind. Realizing she'd been tricked,
she quickly turned around and said, "Xiaofei, don't do this."
"Mom, don't you like it?" Pengfei said, his right hand groping up Xiaoping's bell-bottoms, from
her calves to her thighs, finally stopping at her crotch. Suddenly, he grabbed her vulva, his mouth not
idle , kissing her cheek. He lifted his buttocks, thrusting his erection through their pants.
Xiaoping initially resisted with some restraint, struggling for a while, but then suddenly felt a hard object pressing against her buttocks
. Her mind was in turmoil, and she had no strength left. She leaned over the bathtub, panting heavily.
Seeing that his mother-in-law was no longer resisting, Pengfei freed his hands and began to undo her pants. He had only unbuttoned them halfway when his
snow- . He couldn't help but feel aroused, and he raised his penis, thrusting it into her vulva. Xiaoping had already tasted the pleasure last night,
and after a few thrusts from Pengfei, she was already wet with desire, and could only raise her buttocks to meet his thrusts. After forty or fifty thrusts, the woman
could no longer hold on, and sighed, "Take off your clothes and let's do it again." As she spoke, she went to undress. Pengfei, a lustful man,
had already stripped himself naked before Xiaoping had even finished undressing. He picked up the woman, gently placed her in the bathtub, and submerged himself
in the water. Finding her opening, he began thrusting. He thrust at least two hundred times, while Xiaoping below kept her lips tightly closed,
not daring to make a sound. Pengfei, somewhat disappointed, stopped thrusting, leaned down, kissed his mother-in-law, and asked, "Mom,
did you enjoy it?" Xiaoping, a respectable woman, blushed upon hearing her son-in-law's words and turned her face away
without a word. "Why aren't you saying anything?" Pengfei asked, touching her breasts as he did so.
"Ping! Where are you?" Xiaoping's mother returned home and was surprised to see the dishes unwashed on the table. She came
upstairs , "Why isn't the table cleaned?"
"Mom, I felt a little dizzy just now, so I took a hot shower. I'll clean the dishes downstairs in a bit." Hearing
her mother come upstairs, Xiaoping felt a little nervous.
"Are you feeling really dizzy? Do you want me to take a look?"
"I'm fine now. It's probably because I drank a little."
"That's good. Is Pengfei coming back tonight? I haven't seen him for the past few days."
Xiaoping looked up at her son-in-law, who was still leaning on her, and stammered, "Um,
well, it seems... he probably won't be coming back."
"What do you mean, 'seems'? Probably. I'll go call and ask." Shuzhen turned to go downstairs to make the call.
"Mom, I just called. He's at home with his second uncle. He drank a little too much and won't be coming back."
"Oh! Why didn't you say so earlier?" Shuzhen was a little dissatisfied. "If you're dizzy, go to sleep early. You drank too much,
a good night's sleep will make you feel better. I'll wash the dishes. I'm going to get some medicine; I have to rush to Old Man Zhang's house."
After saying that she went downstairs.
Xiaoping breathed a sigh of relief when she heard her mother go downstairs. Pengfei became restless again, his hands groping her up and
down, making the woman feel extremely uncomfortable. She dared not move too much, afraid her mother downstairs would hear something.
After a short while, they heard a loud bang at the front door, clearly Shuzhen had left.
Pengfei, unable to contain himself any longer, scooped up the woman, his lustful eyes making Xiaoping tremble uncontrollably.
"Mom, what's wrong? Are you cold?" Pengfei asked.
"No, not at all. Xiaofei, stop it, this will be terrible if word gets out."
"It's alright, no one will know. If you feel cold, I'll carry you to bed." Pengfei said,
supporting the woman's waist with both hands, and stood up: "Should we go to your place or mine?"
He paused, seeing his mother-in-law didn't answer: "I'll go to your place. I haven't fucked you in your bed yet, let
me enjoy the taste of my father-in-law." Without further ado, he carried the woman to the bedroom and gently laid her on the bed.
He turned on the bedside lamp, casting a beam of yellow light on the woman, making her appear even more alluring. Both had just bathed, their bodies glistening with moisture, and
his penis slid in effortlessly. With rhythmic "plop, plop" sounds, he thrust in and out.
After dozens of thrusts, thick, white fluid flowed from Xiaoping's vagina, causing her to feel an
unbearable and itching sensation. She sighed, then stopped pretending, offering her slender buttocks, swaying her waist gently, and
letting out continuous moans of "brother, sister." As the saying goes, "Sex arises from the heart." Hearing these moans, Pengfei's blood was already boiling. It is also said, "A wife
is not as good as a concubine, a concubine is not as good as a maid, a maid is not as good as a prostitute, and a prostitute is not as good as a stolen affair." This was Pengfei's first time having an affair with his mother-in-law,
so he couldn't help but feel passionate. He helped the beauty up, stood her by the bed, lifted one of her legs, and thrust it towards her vulva. He then extended his tongue to kiss her.
Xiaoping, unaccustomed to such things, was already panting heavily. Due to her weakness, she couldn't
stand for long and collapsed onto the bed. Pengfei wasn't about to let her go. He quickly lifted the woman's legs onto his shoulders,
raising her buttocks upwards, his penis even larger than yesterday. He thrust hard into her small opening. After three to five hundred
thrusts , Xiaoping felt some pain down there, but it was the crucial moment, and she couldn't bear to let her son-in-law
stop.
She spread her legs wide as much as possible and endured another hundred or so thrusts before they both ejaculated.
Lying on the bed catching their breath, Xiaoping felt the pain in her vulva becoming increasingly unbearable. She reached up and touched it.
She saw specks of red, which were none other than Xiaoping's own blood. It turned out that Xiaoping's vagina was small, and
she hadn't had sex much in recent years. Today, Pengfei's reckless thrusting had overwhelmed her, causing her vulva to chafe.
But the two of them hadn't noticed while they were in the heat of the moment.
Pengfei realized he had caused trouble, but there was nothing he could do.
Xiaoping didn't blame him, but comforted him in every way. She told him to go back to sleep quickly. She went downstairs to the medicine box, found
some hemostatic medicine to stop the bleeding, and went back to her room to sleep as if nothing had happened.
Chapter 5: Jian Guo Battles the Crowd in the Chess and Card Room; Pengfei Raids the Beauty in the Kitchen .
Every Sunday, after lunch, the villagers, having nothing to do, would gather in groups of three or five at the Long Chess and Card Room {actually
a licensed gambling den}. Some played mahjong, some played cards, and some played chess. Some, with a strong gambling spirit,
would gather a group of old friends, sit around a large table, and start playing dominoes. It was lively and bustling! At this
time , Jian Guo was usually the most enthusiastic, betting on the highest and lowest positions, very busy.
It turned out that Jian Guo had three favorite things: first, he loved drinking; second, he loved gambling; and third, he loved money. He already had three of the four favorite things in life. He had married
a beautiful wife. But he was not interested in women. Since giving birth to a daughter, it felt like a mission was accomplished. At first,
they'd have sex once or twice a month. Later, it was either at a drinking party or a gambling den. They'd only think about it once every six months.
"Hey, Jianguo, what are you doing here? Isn't your factory supposed to be working overtime today? You didn't skip work, did you?
Watch out, the factory manager might come and catch you gambling!"
"Hey, why would I work overtime? My daughter's at the factory watching over things. Nothing's going to happen." Jianguo had already lost
several hundred yuan and was getting impatient. He wiped the sweat from his brow. "Hey, Liu the Cripple, why don't you turn the air conditioning
down a bit? Look at all that sweat."
"It's already very low. Doesn't the government encourage saving electricity? I'm just responding to the Communist Party,
doing my part for the country." Liu the Cripple argued logically.
"Come on, the government bans gambling. Why don't you respond and shut down your business? I think
you're just trying to save money."
"Hey, you're really going against me now. Honey, quickly make Jianguo a cup of tea, use lots of good tea leaves." Liu the
Cripple called into the inner room, leaning on his crutch.
"What...what do you mean by good tea? This isn't hot...it's hot. He's clearly losing...losing...
losing so badly, he's sweating...sweating..." Liu, sitting at the top of the table, wanted to tease Jianguo, but after stammering
for a while, he couldn't get the words out. This caused his gambling buddies to chuckle.
"Sweating like a cold sweat!" Li Huzi, seeing Liu's discomfort, quickly chimed in
, "Sister-in-law Liu, don't bother making tea. I'll just fill that big basin with cold water and bring it to Jianguo
."
"Oh, what's the use of such a big basin of water? It's true that Jianguo can drink a lot, but I've only heard that he's good
at drinking , I've never heard that he's good at drinking cold water." Sister-in-law Liu was busy adding water to the tables with a large teapot.
"I didn't say he had to drink it! You bring it over and dump it on our village's head, I guarantee he'll be cold from head to toe!"
A burst of laughter erupted in the card room.
Xiaoping had just washed the dishes and was taking off her apron, wiping her wet hands. Suddenly, she felt a cool sensation on her right neck and quickly
turned around : "You little devil, I knew it was you! You're getting more and more outrageous! Where are we? If
someone sees us acting like this, it won't be a joke."
It turned out Pengfei didn't like gambling. After lunch, he had nothing to do but lie in bed for a nap.
As the saying goes, "When you're well-fed and warm, you think of lust." Thinking of Xiaoping's fair and tall figure, he couldn't help but feel aroused. After a while,
guessing that his grandmother wasn't home and his father-in-law was probably gambling again, he tiptoed downstairs and sneaked into the kitchen. He deliberately
brought his face close to Xiaoping's and blew on her beautiful neck. Xiaoping's heart raced at his breath. Unable to contain her slight
anger, she reached out her small hand and gently punched Pengfei's chest. Pengfei didn't retaliate, but
instead stretched out his hands, like iron claws, and grabbed the beauty's buttocks, his penis rubbing against her through their trousers. He then
straightened and stared intently at the small part of her exposed cleavage through her slightly open neckline. His eyes
were like fire, as if he wanted to see through and melt her small breasts. Xiaoping felt a little
uncomfortable , her face flushed with embarrassment. She reached down to try and pry her son-in-law's iron grip on her, but he
held her tightly instead. Her small hands felt a little painful, and she looked up resentfully, her eyes meeting his. His
burning gaze made her limbs go weak, as if she had no bones.
Pengfei then reached to unbutton her trousers. Xiaoping noticed and hurriedly stopped him,
saying, "This isn't okay, come with me." She then walked out of the kitchen and headed towards the back room.
Pengfei, fearing Xiaoping would slip away, quickly caught up and followed closely.
The back room was the old main house of the Jia family, three brick rooms separated from the front room by an eight-meter-long courtyard. Although
spacious , it was old and had been abandoned in recent years. The west room was piled with straw, the east room held farm tools, and the central hall room
was left empty.
Xiaoping pushed open the door, letting her son-in-law in before locking it. Pengfei, unable to contain himself any longer,
grabbed . His left hand encircled her slender waist, his right hand groped her crotch, and he leaned over to kiss her.
Xiaoping, without pretense, extended her delicate tongue and pressed it against hers. They met instantly, and Pengfei opened his mouth and took it
in, sucking and licking as if it were the most delicious thing in the world. Their mouths were covered in saliva.
After kissing for a while, Pengfei felt his penis harden. Without a word, he picked up his mother-in-law and carried her to the inner room. There,
he saw a large pile of straw filling most of the room, already quite high due to long disuse.
Pengfei leaned his mother-in-law against the pile and started to pull down her pants.
"Fool, how can you do this? Are you going to fuck me standing up?" Xiaoping said irritably. "Go get a bundle of straw and spread it out so you can lie down. Would
n't that be more comfortable?"
"Standing isn't impossible!" Pengfei muttered. But ultimately, he didn't dare disobey and quickly brought down two bundles of straw
and spread them out, not caring whether they were evenly distributed. He then pulled his mother-in-law to lie down and began to touch her breasts.
Unexpectedly, Xiaoping covered her breasts, patted her son-in-law's shoulder with her right hand, and said apologetically, "I feel a little
itchy , maybe I'm allergic to straw. Go find a piece of cloth to put underneath me."
"Mom, where is there any cloth here? You're not playing a trick on me, are you? Or should I put your pants underneath me?" Pengfei
reached down to pull down her pants.
"How can I use pants? If you don't go find some, I'm leaving." Xiaoping insisted.
"No! I'll go find some right now, okay?" Pengfei said, giving his mother-in-law a kiss on the cheek,
and reluctantly left the woodshed.
In his bedroom, Pengfei turned the wardrobe upside down and finally found an old bed sheet. He didn't have time to tidy up,
and rushed downstairs without closing the door, pushed open the woodshed door, and went into the inner room. He was immediately dumbfounded;
his mother-in-law was nowhere to be seen. He couldn't help but sigh.
Chapter Six: Lustful Xiaoping Seduces Her Simple-Minded Son-in-Law, Caught in an Affair, Jianguo Breaks Up the Couple .
As Pengfei was feeling frustrated, he suddenly heard a burst of laughter coming from the mountain of firewood. Pengfei looked up and
saw it was his mother-in-law. He was overjoyed. He wondered how she had climbed up such a tall haystack.
"Mom, how did you get up there? I thought..."
"Look at you, silly! Hurry up and get up!"
"Hey, Mom, I found a bed sheet, see if it'll do?" Pengfei said, throwing the sheet up to his mother-in-law
. He then found a low patch of firewood and, after much jumping and hopping,
finally managed to climb up.
"Mom, how did you get up there?" Pengfei asked, puzzled.
"You're such a scatterbrain! There's a ladder right here, can't you see it?" Xiaoping pointed to the window.
It turned out that in the old days, due to technological limitations, houses were only one story high. The windows were very elaborate, not only large
but also with a small vent above the main window for light. Xiaoping had used these two windows to climb
up .
Although Pengfei was scolded by his mother-in-law, he wasn't angry at all. He chuckled sheepishly and climbed over to her. As soon as he looked up,
a surge of emotion welled up inside him.
He saw that Xiaoping had already made the bed, propped herself up on her right arm, and was smiling
at him with a slight upturn at the corners of her mouth. Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders. Her breasts, as white and tender as a young girl's,
hung proudly on her chest. One leg of her trousers was pulled down completely, and the other was down to her ankles. In the dim light from the window,
a few pubic hairs were faintly visible in her red underwear.
"Mom!" Pengfei quickly stripped naked, pounced on his mother-in-law like a hungry tiger, grabbed her shoulder, and
kissed her long, pink neck.
"Ah!" Xiaoping couldn't withstand this sudden attack and was immediately tackled. "Slow down, you impatient
lecher, you have plenty of time to fuck me."
"Mom...you're so beautiful!" Pengfei panted, spreading his mother-in-law's legs, thrusting his hips forward, and raising his penis, he thrust
wildly between her legs, but couldn't get in.
"Don't call me Mom." Xiaoping's vulva was already dripping with lustful fluid from his wild thrusting. She reached down, pinched
his penis, and pulled it to the entrance. Pengfei thrust hard a couple more times. Only then did they realize that there were underwear between them.
Pengfei sat up, grabbed the red pants with both hands, and with great force, tore them in two from the crotch. He
lifted the front of the torn pants, revealing a dark vulva. He quickly arched his back, raised his penis, and thrust wildly again.
As the saying goes , haste makes waste, because Xiaoping's vagina was small and Pengfei's penis was large, he missed the entrance several times.
Xiaoping felt a tingling, itchy sensation all over her body, as if insects were crawling inside her. She couldn't help but exclaim, "Ah!
You've got it right!" She quickly released her grip on her son-in-law, arched her back slightly, touched her vulva, parted
her labia, and waited quietly.
Pengfei was already sweating profusely with impatience. He wished he had the strength to use. He lay on top of his mother-in-law, panting for a moment.
Unwilling to give up, he arched his back again, gathering his strength. This time, he was more careful, using his right hand to guide his penis slowly.
Xiaoping was opening her doors wide when she suddenly felt something warm and hot at the entrance. She quickly thrust her hips forward, saying,
"Mmm, sweetheart! Push harder!"
Hearing this, Pengfei thrust forcefully. His penis, hard as iron, was already fully inserted.
Xiaoping cried out, pulled her hands away, wrapped them around his buttocks, and spread her legs wide, letting him enter and exit.
Pengfei had been holding back his anger, with nowhere to vent it. Now that he'd found the right spot, he was incredibly satisfied. Learning from
his previous experience , he didn't dare use too much force, only making a hundred light thrusts. His mother-in-law below was making "humph-humph-chirp-chirp" sounds, but because it was daytime,
she just bit her lip tightly, not daring to make a sound.
Meanwhile, Zhuang Jianguo, at the beginning of Pai Gow, was honest, betting fifty at a time, losing several hundred. He
argued with Liu the Cripple a few times, which made him angry. So he started betting big sums one by one. Unexpectedly,
this momentum turned into a bet, and he won several hundred. He was secretly pleased, his greed growing stronger and stronger. Eventually, he even
managed to push Liu the Stutterer off the table. Liu the Stutterer, who had also won several hundred, didn't bother with him and took the opportunity
to slip away . But as soon as Liu the Stutterer left, Jianguo also suffered a defeat, losing several rounds in a row. Although his former gambling
buddies didn't complain, they all switched to other places. After a few more rounds, he was penniless.
He excused himself to use the restroom and slipped home to get more gambling money.
As soon as he opened the door, he impatiently called out, "Xiaoping, Xiaoping—"
Jianguo's two shouts startled the two lovers in the woodshed, sending chills down their spines. They cowered on the firewood,
holding their breath, too afraid to utter a sound. After a while, they both looked up through the vent. They saw
Jianguo hurriedly go upstairs, then come down again, rushing into the kitchen, then circling the front room a few times before finally
leaving, head tilted, looking thoughtful and dejected.
Xiaoping sighed, "He must have lost money again and is back to get more to try and win it back." She picked up
her clothes to put them on.
"Mom, I'm not done yet, why are you getting dressed?" Pengfei grabbed her clothes.
"After your dad yelled like that, I lost all interest." Xiaoping reached out and touched his penis, chuckling
, "Look how scared you are, your penis is all soft."
"Hehe! Mom, aren't you a little scared too?" Pengfei said as he touched her vulva, "Does it still hurt down there
?"
"What hurt? It's been half a month." Xiaoping gently slapped Pengfei's outstretched hand and said, "It's all better
now ."
"Let me take a look." Without waiting for a reply, Pengfei pushed his mother-in-law down and spread her legs. Because the room was
dimly , it didn't look very clean. "It's too dark, I can't see clearly."
Xiaoping chuckled and said, "You, saying you're a liar is absolutely right." As she spoke,
she turned around , facing the dim light shining in from the window, spread her legs, stretched out her slender fingers, pinched her labia, and
gently pulled them outwards.
"You rascal, what are you standing there for?"
Pengfei hurriedly moved closer to examine her carefully. Her mons pubis was high and prominent, with thick, bushy pubic hair neatly arranged,
curving all the way to her labia. Her labia were thin and dark, and her vagina was overflowing with white vaginal fluid,
rising and falling with Xiaoping's breath, like waves crashing against the shore. A pink clitoris
appeared and disappeared amidst the waves.
Pengfei was itching with desire; his penis stood erect like a flag. He lifted himself up, crawled two steps, and guided his testicles
towards her. He was experienced, like an old horse knowing the way. He entered her vagina following the flow of fluid. After thirty or fifty thrusts, he felt her vagina widen.
He wanted to exert more force, but he was afraid of hurting his mother-in-law. He couldn't help but lower his head and ask with concern, "Mom, does it hurt?"
Below, Xiaoping was experiencing both pleasure and pain, reaching out to hug her son-in-law tightly, saying, "Mom's down there is so itchy, hurry up and use more force."
"I'm afraid I'll hurt you."
"Mom is feeling so good right now, I don't care about the pain.
Just keep fucking me hard from above." Hearing this, Pengfei unleashed his strength, thrusting in and out fiercely about a hundred times. Xiaoping's hands were frantically tearing at the straw, her thighs
violently flailing. Because the straw was piled high and slightly elastic, it had a unique flavor compared to the bed.
"Mom, is it good?"
"It's so good! Don't stop, use more force!" "
Since it's so good, why aren't you making a sound today?"
"In broad daylight, what if someone hears us?"
"If you don't scream, I can't exert any force."
"Sweetheart, since I married your father, I've never had anything so interesting. Use a little more force, and I'll scream
for you."
"You can't get a good grip on this haystack, so you
hold , spear in
hand, and thrust forward with all his might. Xiaoping, already on tiptoe, strained to lift her buttocks. She endured several thrusts. The sounds of their bodies colliding
were unavoidable "Slap-slap." She couldn't help but
cry out, "My darling, you really know how to fuck!" She kept moaning, "Eee-ee-ya-ya."
"Well done, you two! You've really disgraced the family. I'll beat you to death!"
The two looked down and saw it was Jianguo. Pengfei was stunned. Xiaoping panicked, throwing off her horse and
grabbing her clothes to hide in a corner.
It turned out that Jianguo had gone home to get money and was on his way to try and win back his losses. Halfway there, he suddenly needed to urinate. Country folk
are used relieving themselves wherever they please. But Jianguo, a respectable accountant, didn't want to lower himself. So he turned back home. Just as he reached
the toilet door, he faintly heard a rustling sound of straw coming from the back room. Mistaking it for the cat's antics,
he ignored it. After relieving himself, he remembered the mess in his daughter and son-in-law's room: "Could a thief have broken in
?" He tiptoed to the back room, gently pushing open the woodshed door and listening intently. It was precisely at this moment that the two in the woodshed were
engaged in their intimate moment. Xiaoping's moans grew louder and louder, reaching Jianguo's ears and igniting his anger.
He grabbed a carrying pole from the wall and shouted at the two. As the saying goes, "Strength comes from anger." Don't
think Jianguo was just a writer. Years of rural labor had given him some muscle. Coupled with his anger,
he grabbed the carrying pole to hit his son-in-law.
Pengfei was terrified and sat there dumbfounded. Luckily, Xiaoping, with her sharp eyes, rushed over and gave
him a . He had just escaped the calamity of being hit by the carrying pole.
"What are you still sitting there for? Run!" Xiaoping whispered a reminder.
Pengfei finally reacted, and without even grabbing his clothes, he ran out naked.
Jianguo wasn't about to let him go, and grabbed the carrying pole to chase after him.
"Jianguo, come back. Don't let anyone see us." Xiaoping cried anxiously.
"You're afraid of being seen? You have the nerve to do it, but not to let anyone see? You slut, I want everyone
to see what you two have done." These words reminded Jianguo, and although he was still cursing,
he slowed down his pursuit out of consideration for his status.
The commotion ended there.
"The End" "Equally Beautiful"
"Extra Chapter"
"When will the spring flowers and autumn moon end? How much of the past do we know? How much of the past do we know?" Suqiu recited Li Yu's poem "
Yu Meiren ," and couldn't help but think of the past.
"Mmm, mmm, be gentle, don't wake the child." The woman moaned,
tightening on the man to quiet her.
But this only excited the man more.
"Slap-slap-slap." He thrust into her three times in quick succession. Just as he was about to thrust a fourth time,
the woman . "You're going to die, you rascal! You're getting excited! What will you say if you wake the child?"
"It's alright, the child is so naughty during the day, he'll be exhausted at night and sleep soundly. How could he wake me?"
The man said, thrusting twice more into her.
The woman still wouldn't let go.
Seeing that he couldn't succeed, the man rubbed his member against her body. Although it wasn't as intense as before,
it had its own unique pleasure. "We haven't been together for so long, don't you miss it?"
The woman also enjoyed this, but with the child beside her, she was afraid of waking him and ruining the experience, so she forced herself to endure it.
Suddenly, she felt a surge of excitement from the friction, slowly loosening her legs and involuntarily lifting her buttocks slightly.
The man, not being foolish, saw the woman's arousal and refrained from forceful penetration. He gently grasped her breasts with his right hand, kneading them
a few times. Then, he leaned down and kissed her lips. His tongue explored her mouth, swirling
around
"Mmm! Mmm- mmm," the woman turned her head slightly, cooperatively extending her tongue. Her right hand, pressing against the man's buttocks,
tightened its grip. Because her mouth was constantly occupied, she could only respond with soft moans from her throat. Her left hand
moved upwards, clamping the man's shin, using the momentum to lift her head and engage in a passionate kiss. Her lower body began to flow with moisture
.
The man's right hand supported the woman, while his left hand was equally busy. He pinched her nipples a few times, then slowly
moved downwards, exploring her genitals. They were still lush and wet. Without a word, he pried open the woman's right leg, his buttocks
sinking down. Firstly, the man was in his prime, strong; secondly, the wetness made it slippery. He made a clean,
direct assault.
"Ah!" The woman cried out in surprise at this sudden attack.
"What's wrong, Mom?" asked a little boy, just over three years old. Hearing the woman's scream,
he widened his eyes, groping in the darkness, not knowing what had happened. He vaguely saw his father on top of his mother.
"It's nothing, your mother's tummy hurts a little, Daddy will rub it for her and it'll be fine," the man said, panting
, making up a lie. "Baby, be good, go to sleep." His right hand, however, reached towards the woman's abdomen and gently rubbed it.
Hearing that his mother was sick, the little boy nudged his older sister sleeping in the inner bed: "Sister, wake up! Mommy's
tummy hurts!"
Actually, Suqiu had already been woken up, thinking her parents were arguing.
She had . Now, her younger brother had nudged her. She sat up, pretending to rub her eyes, and asked, "What's
wrong? What happened?"
"Nothing. Mom's stomach isn't feeling well. Have your dad rub it a few times and it'll be fine. You two go to sleep!" The woman also helped to
coax her, "Whoever falls asleep first is a good boy, and Mom will buy you candy tomorrow."
The boy was relieved to hear that his mother was alright and that he would get candy. Plus, he had played too much during the day and was really tired. So he closed
his eyes tightly and fell fast asleep. Su Qiu, however, couldn't fall asleep no matter what. She just faced the inner bed and didn't make a sound.
The small boat was silent for a long time.
The woman, being rubbed by the man, became more and more aroused. Feeling the water flowing out from below, she slowly
raised her legs and hooked them tightly around the man's thighs. She raised her head and whispered in the man's ear, "I told you
to keep your voice down. Now look what happened, you've only gotten halfway done. I'm so itchy down there. What should we do?"
Without saying a word, the man kissed the woman's lips. He then picked her up with both hands. The woman was itchy, and
while the man picked her up, her legs clung tightly to him. She gasped, "Ah- Oh-, you rascal, you..."
"What are
you doing?" "Squeeze tight and don't let go. I'll carry you to the bow of the boat and have some fun!"
The woman was delighted by the word "fun." She nestled her head on the man's shoulder, hooking her arms around him and
refusing to let go. The gentle rubbing of her buttocks below satisfied her immediate craving.
The man, unable to resist her advances, had barely opened the cabin door when he laid her down,
his buttocks sinking in without any tenderness, thrusting into her seventy or eighty times. The sounds of "slap-slap" were unavoidable.
Hearing this, the woman became even more aroused, and being alone, she couldn't help but cry out, "My darling, my precious!"
After a while , they stopped. The man then scooped some water from the river with his hands, intending to wash the woman.
"Oh my god, this water is so cold! You'll get sick if you wash in it! Are you planning to kill me so you can have a descendant?" "
I was confused, wasn't I? I'll go get you some hot water right now."
"Never mind, don't wake the child again." The woman sighed, smoothing her disheveled hair from her forehead
. "Let's go to sleep too, we have to get up early tomorrow."
"Get up early again. I don't know what's wrong this year? The fish are getting harder and harder to catch."
"Yes, in previous years we never had to worry like this. We just cast the net into the water, and the fish would pounce in on their own."
The woman leaned closer to the man and whispered, "Could it be bad feng shui?"
"I've never heard anyone mention that." The man thought for a moment, then asked, "Tomorrow's market day, how
about I go to the market and ask around?"
"Yes, remember to ask around at Liu Banxian's place. Don't let his blindness fool you, he's pretty accurate with these things."
The woman stood up and walked into the cabin. After a few steps, she suddenly turned back and teased, "Remember to buy some
candy for your son."
The man sat thoughtfully at the bow of the boat, staring blankly at the lake that had nurtured him for half his life, and
shook his head helplessly.

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