07-01 My blushing mother-in-law

My wife and I have been married for over three years, and considering our current financial situation, we decided to have a child.

Two months after making this decision, my wife excitedly told me that her period was more than two weeks late. A hospital test confirmed she was pregnant. The joy of becoming a father for the first time washed over us, but it also brought a host of problems.

My wife and I run an interior design company in Beijing. Although I'm the boss, she studied the field and knows more than I do, so she's basically in charge of all aspects, while I'm just a figurehead. Less than two months into her pregnancy, our joy faded. My wife's belly grew larger, and with it, her temper flared, offending several clients. At home, I also suffered a lot.

Finally, I managed to control my temper and discussed our situation with my wife, trying to help her maintain a calm and composed attitude. My wife said she had to manage things outside, and at home I was a hands-off manager. Although I was more diligent than before, I was still procrastinating and didn't do housework well. Looking at my wife's face, which had become quite chubby over the past two months, I said, "How about this? We can hire a nanny to take care of things at home, and I'll handle the business while you assist." My wife agreed to the suggestion.

However, the next day, things took a turn for the worse. It started when my wife called her mother to talk about hiring a nanny, asking if her mother knew anyone who could come to Beijing to help out for a while, since acquaintances are more reliable. My mother-in-law disagreed, saying that with that kind of money, it would be better to hire her as a nanny. My wife was naturally happy, but still said she needed to discuss it with me.

After my wife told me about this, I was genuinely against my mother-in-law coming to help with the housework. I explained my reasons to her. First, after so many years of building our business, we finally managed to buy a two-bedroom apartment in Beijing's Fifth Ring Road. It's only about 70-80 square meters, just right for my wife and me. Adding another person would be awkward, especially since I'm used to walking around naked at home after showering, and I wouldn't be comfortable with my mother-in-law coming over. Second, my mother-in-law is currently working and is 46 years old, with several years until retirement. If she comes to help full-time, how will her salary be calculated, and what will happen to her original job? Of course, the most important third point is that when my wife and I got married, my mother-in-law strongly opposed it because I was poor at the time. As a result, my relationship with my in-laws hasn't been good in recent years. Apart from being forced by my wife to call and greet them during holidays, I've never taken the initiative to contact them.

My wife said, "First, she's my mother, and I'm her only daughter. It's only natural for her to come and live with us. A family doesn't care about the size of the house, so stop your nonsense. Second, I told Mom yesterday that she can take early retirement, and she'll still receive her pension. As for her helping us manage the household, she's made it clear that she and Dad have a lot of savings, and it'll all be left to us anyway. Why would she need your little salary? Third, don't be so petty. My mom was strongly against us getting married, but haven't she been good to you these past few years? Don't be ungrateful.

" I said, "If you say that, then there's no room for discussion. Why did you even ask me?" Seeing that I had given in, my wife gave a sly smile and said, "I have to respect your opinion, after all, you're my husband." Seeing my wife like this, I couldn't help but gently pounce on her and kiss her. My wife responded by putting her tongue in my mouth. I took the opportunity to touch my wife's large breasts, which had developed a second time due to pregnancy, and kneaded them a couple of times before she pulled them away. She said, "You're only recently pregnant, you have to be patient and wait until about three months before you can have sex." I could only reluctantly lower my hand, kiss my wife's forehead, and say, "Poor little brother of mine." My wife flicked my erect penis with her finger and said, "Just bear with it." I insisted, demanding that my wife give me a blowjob. My wife said, "If you give me a blowjob, my genitals will itch too, so I won't." I said, "You've made me a monk for two months, aren't you afraid I'll go out and find someone to relieve myself?" My wife said, "Go ahead and do it if you dare. Haha, but I believe you won't, especially since my mother is about to..." "She's here, let her keep an eye on you every day," I said. "Have you ever heard the saying, 'The more a mother-in-law looks at her son-in-law, the more pleasing he becomes'? One day I'll take my pretty mother-in-law away." My wife pinched my thigh, making me wince in pain, then yelled at me, "Serves you right for being so stubborn, daring to mess with my mother!" I said, "Spare me, wife, I'm just venting. This feud between your mother and me is something I'll never get over." My wife still wouldn't let go, saying, "That's more like it, but when she comes, don't give her a hard time, understand?" I said, "Okay, I can't argue with a woman, let go now." Only then did my wife release me.

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Half a month later, my mother-in-law arrived in Beijing from Jiangxi. During those two weeks, my wife asked a friend to buy me a vibrator. I tried it a few times, and I must say, it was quite enjoyable, but ultimately, it wasn't as enjoyable as having sex with a woman.

The day my mother-in-law arrived, my wife had something come up and couldn't pick her up, so she asked me to go

instead. Although I was extremely reluctant, she was heavily pregnant with my family's child, so I had no choice but to obey. October in Beijing was already noticeably cold, and the gloomy weather was depressing. On the way to the train station, we got stuck in traffic again. I hadn't thought it would be too congested since it was Wednesday, so I hadn't left early.

I called my mother-in-law, but it rang for a long time without being answered. After a while, she called back.

My mother-in-law said apologetically, "Xiao Li, it was too noisy earlier, I didn't hear you." I said, "Um, Wu Fen had to meet a client at the last minute, so I came to pick you up, but I'm still stuck in traffic." My mother-in-law said, "It's okay, don't worry, I'll wait for you here." I said, "Okay, find a place to sit and wait for me, I estimate it will take another hour or so." My mother-in-law said, "Then drive carefully. That's all for now, my phone is almost dead." I said, "Okay." Then I hung up. I called my wife and told her I left early, but was still stuck in traffic. My wife said, "Then drive carefully." It was already past six in the evening when I arrived at the train station. I called my mother-in-law, but the call couldn't be connected, so she must have run out of battery. The Beijing train station is huge, where was I supposed to find her? I had to park the car first and then look for a parking space. After driving around the parking lot for more than twenty minutes, I finally found a parking space. In Beijing in October, it gets dark particularly early, and it's also colder. This inexplicably annoyed me. I lit a cigarette and went to the exit, thinking that with such a burden, my days would surely be miserable.

Just then, two trains arrived, so the exit was packed with people waiting to pick them up, and people dragging large bags and bundles out. This made it even harder to find her; I had no idea where my mother-in-law was. With no other option, I pushed through the surging crowd and rushed in. Not far to the right of the exit, I saw a woman squatting there, her arms wrapped around her knees. Because my glasses were still in the car, I couldn't see her clearly at first, but she looked a bit like my mother-in-law, so I squeezed past.

The woman suddenly looked up and saw me.

It really was my mother-in-law! She happily tried to stand up, calling out, "Xiao Li, you're here!" Perhaps she had been squatting for too long, because as soon as she finished speaking, before she could even straighten up, she seemed to lean to the side. I pushed through the crowd and immediately ran to my mother-in-law's side to help her. She grabbed my hand and leaned against me. The people around seemed surprised, and I felt quite embarrassed myself.

A moment later, my mother-in-law came to her senses, let go of my embrace, and said with an awkward smile, "I'm too old, my health isn't good." Although I had always harbored resentment towards her, she was, after all, an elder, and I couldn't bear it. I said, "Why are your hands so cold? You should wear more clothes."

My mother-in-law said, "I thought it was like Jiangxi here, I didn't expect it to be so windy and cold." As she spoke, she wrapped herself tighter.

I said, "Then let's go back quickly." Then I dragged my mother-in-law's suitcase, and she followed behind me to the parking lot.

I turned the heater up to the maximum, and my mother-in-law, sitting in the back, said, "It's much warmer now." I felt much warmer too, and in a great mood, I put on my glasses and joked, "Yes, but you're still cold? They say young people prioritize style over warmth, and you're no exception, haha." As I spoke, I glanced at my mother-in-law in the rearview mirror; her face instantly turned bright red. I didn't know if it was my comment that embarrassed her, or the heat. Perhaps because our relationship had been too distant before, she was clearly unaccustomed to my sudden teasing, and I was puzzled as to why I would make such a joke to her. Before, I would find even a phone call during holidays annoying.

My mother-in-law didn't know how to respond, so she changed the subject, borrowed my phone, and called my father-in-law to say that I had picked him up and asked him to send some warmer clothes.

On the way home, the traffic was still terrible. It was already dark, and the city lights were just coming on. I couldn't help but feel a little dazed. I'd been in Beijing for many years now, and I vaguely remembered the pride and grand pronouncements I made when I first arrived

. Although I'd finally settled down, deep down I still didn't feel like I belonged here, and I felt no sense of belonging whatsoever. I couldn't help but let out a long sigh. My mother-in-law heard my sigh and gently asked, "Xiao Li, why are you sighing so much at such a young age? What's bothering you?" I said, "Nothing." My mother-in-law said sadly, "Is it because I'm here that you're unhappy? I know you've never liked me." Hearing this, I knew my mother-in-law had misunderstood. Although I wasn't really willing for her to come, what was done was done, and I wouldn't resist anymore. I said, "Mom, what are you saying? How could I not like you? I like you a lot." As soon as the words left my mouth, I realized something was wrong and found it funny. "Haha, no, I don't like—I like—I hope you come." My mother-in-law laughed at my rambling and said, "Look how anxious you are." Then she looked out the window, "Hearing you call me 'Mom' makes me happy. You didn't even greet me when we met today. I thought you didn't welcome me." Hearing this, I said, "No, I forgot." My mother-in-law said aggrievedly, "Yes, you didn't greet me on the phone either." Hearing her tone, my melancholy mood improved considerably. Perhaps there had been too much distance between us before, so our conversations were always polite, polite enough to be easily perceived as distant. All along, I've felt that my mother-in-law dislikes me. She strongly opposed my marriage to Wu Fen because I was poor, which deeply hurt my pride. This resentment hindered our normal communication and prevented us from getting to know each other. But then I thought, after all, she still married her daughter to me. Besides, if it weren't for her initial disdain, maybe we wouldn't have worked so hard and achieved so much.

Thinking this way, my resentment towards my mother-in-law lessened a bit, and I joked, "I never thought Mom was this kind of person." Seeing that I was more relaxed, my mother-in-law smiled and asked, "You never thought Mom was this kind of person?" I said, "Such a petty woman's mentality, haha, still remembering these things." My mother-in-law said softly, "Yes, Mom is getting old, I can't compare to you young people." I said, "You're not old—I didn't call you because I was worried about you, thinking you were about to collapse, so Mom, don't mind, and don't tattle." Hearing me say this, my mother-in-law was in a much better mood and said... "Oh, I see. Don't worry, I won't tattle on you." As we spoke, the traffic lessened, and I said, "You're quite the big woman this time, haha." My mother-in-law said, "I'm already old, why would I argue with you kids?" I looked at my mother-in-law in the rearview mirror. She sat there elegantly, which was consistent with her usual teacherly demeanor. The dim background accentuated her face with a unique charm. My mother-in-law seemed to sense my gaze and shifted her look from the window to the rearview mirror, our eyes meeting through the mirror. I felt a bit flustered and quickly looked ahead. I picked up on my mother-in-law's words and said, "Actually, how should I put it, Mom, you really haven't aged. You don't seem like someone your age." My mother-in-law laughed heartily, "A scholar should be looked at with new eyes after three days' absence, that's really true. Even my son-in-law is praising me now." After my mother-in-law said that, I felt embarrassed.

We chatted casually as we walked downstairs. In my memory, this conversation with my mother-in-law seemed longer than all my previous ones combined. I don't know why, but this time, seeing her, I found it difficult to bring up the resentment I used to feel towards her. Although I occasionally thought about her past刁难 (diāonán, making things difficult) and felt uncomfortable, that discomfort vanished instantly upon hearing her voice. I think perhaps it's because becoming a father soon has made me stop dwelling on these things and have come to terms with them.

When we got off the bus, even though it was only a few steps, I still made a point of taking off my coat and giving it to my mother-in-law. Wu Fen was already home. As soon as she heard the door open, she rushed over to greet us. Before we even went in, she hugged my mother-in-law and said, "Mom, you're finally here! I missed you so much!" I said, "Your ears are really sharp." My mother-in-law affectionately stroked Wu Fen's head and said, "Her ears are the sharpest. When she was little, her dad and I would come home from work, and as soon as we put the key in the lock, she would hear it and run out to open the door." I said, "You're like a dog! Come on, Dad's home. Let Dad in." But as soon as I said that, I realized my mother-in-law was right next to me and felt it was inappropriate. "Let us in quickly, we're starving." Wu Fen raised her foot to kick me: "You're taking advantage of me and Mom in front of her!" Hearing this, my mother-in-law blushed. I hadn't noticed before. Forgive me, my mother-in-law is such an easily embarrassed person. She quickly blocked Wu Fen's leg and said, "Look at you, you're so pregnant, and you're still making a fuss. Come on in." Only then did Wu Fen pout and cling to my mother-in-law as they entered the house.

Wu Fen had prepared the meal long ago. Being heavily pregnant, she was already hungry and had eaten, urging us to eat quickly. My mother-in-law, a very clean woman, said she felt uncomfortable after a long train ride and insisted on showering before eating. We couldn't persuade her otherwise, and since the food was getting a little cold, we had to comply. Wu Fen then went to reheat the food.

My mother-in-law took her pajamas from her suitcase and went to the bathroom, only to realize she was wearing my coat. She quickly took it off and gave it to me. Her cheeks flushed again. I tossed the coat onto the sofa and saw Wu Fen busy in the kitchen. I went to help, but Wu Fen refused, so I reluctantly went to the living room to lie on the sofa and watch TV.

Feeling a bit chilly, I put the coat over myself. A faint fragrance wafted towards me. I couldn't quite place the scent, but upon closer inspection, I realized it was my coat, which had absorbed my mother-in-law's scent because she had worn it. I held the clothes to my nose and took a deep breath. The perfume, mixed with a hint of a mature woman's body scent, made me a little dizzy. I thought back to the moment my mother-in-law was about to collapse at the station exit, and how I rushed over to hug her. But things were urgent then, and I hadn't thought much about it. Now, recalling her holding my hand, her soft breasts pressing against my chest, it felt strangely pleasant.

"Honey, come help me bring the dishes." My reverie was quickly broken by Wu Fen's voice. I sat up, suddenly realizing I was acting strangely. I didn't know why I was having such a vivid imagination today, even thinking about my mother-in-law. Maybe it was because I hadn't been intimate with a woman in a long time. In the kitchen, watching my wife busy herself, I went over and hugged her from behind. Wu Fen told me to stop, but I ignored her, gently stroking her stomach while my erection pressed against her buttocks, my nose rubbing against her neck. This made Wu Fen giggle.

I said, "Honey, can you feel it?"

Wu Fen said, "Your thing down there is like an iron rod, I can't feel it, stop messing around." I said, "It hurts, what should I do?" Wu Fen said, "Stop messing around, good husband, I know you're uncomfortable, hurry up and take the dishes out, it won't be good if Mom sees us when she comes out of the shower." Hearing Wu Fen say "it won't be good if Mom sees us when she comes out of the shower," my penis instantly became even harder. Wu Fen felt it too. She put down the spatula, slapped me with her hand, and said, "You little rascal, why are you so excited about Mom?" I was also curious, not knowing what was wrong with me today. But I still stubbornly said, "Silly wife, what does my butt have to do with your mother?" Wu Fen said, "That's for the best, hurry up, good husband, go take the dishes, we'll use the 'mistress' I sent you later." I felt I needed to calm down, after all, there was my mother-in-law, an outsider, and it wouldn't be good if she came out and saw us, so I let go of Wu Fen and took the dishes out. After the dishes were heated up, my mother-in-law hadn't finished washing up yet. Wu Fen called out from inside, "My mom, come out quickly, the food is ready." The reply came from inside, "Almost." Wu Fen and I waited for my mother-in-law on the sofa. I said, "Why is your mom even more slow than you?" Wu Fen said, "There's nothing I can do. Mom has been like this since I can remember, and she's also very vain." I said "Oh," and didn't say anything, continuing to watch TV. Wu Fen said, "I thought you and Mom wouldn't get along, but you behaved quite well today, and I'm very pleased." I hugged Wu Fen and said, "I don't know why, but after seeing your mom this time, I don't feel the same hatred I used to have for her." Wu Fen smiled happily and said, "That's for the best, but don't get any funny ideas." I said, "Is it appropriate for us to keep making these kinds of jokes about your mom?" Wu Fen said, "It really doesn't seem appropriate." I said, "Yes, let's not say these things anymore. I don't care, but it's embarrassing for her to hear it. I think it might be because I'm going to be a father, and I'm more open-minded about many things from the past." Wu Fen kissed me contentedly and said, "I'm really happy to see that you can let go of the past." Then she lay in my arms.

A little while later, my mother-in-law came out. She turned her head to the side, rubbing her slightly curly, damp hair with a towel. A high-quality silk nightgown accentuated her slender figure, and her two white breasts were faintly visible. Wu Fen said loudly, "Look at you, acting like a fool. First time meeting your mother?" I felt embarrassed and speechless. At the same time, I clearly saw my mother-in-law's face turn red instantly.

I really don't understand why my mother-in-law's face turns red so easily.

My mother-in-law rolled up her hair with a towel and put it on her head, saying, "Xiao Li, does this pajama look familiar? You gave it to Mom, have you forgotten?" I admired my mother-in-law's quick wit and ability to change the subject, but I couldn't remember when I had given her a nightgown. Wu Fen, who was next to me, said, "Yes, it's really pretty. Xiao Li spent a long time picking this out for you last time. I wanted it but he wouldn't buy it for me." Only then did I realize that Wu Fen must have secretly given gifts to my parents-in-law in my name again. Over the years, it must have been hard on her, with my parents on one side and me on the other, she had always been the mediator.

I said, "You're Xiao Wuzi, but this dress really suits Mom's figure, it looks good." My mother-in-law said, "It looks good, but I'm a little hesitant to wear it. Your dad always says that this old lady isn't suited to wear this. Let's eat first." Wu Fen said, "My dad's old-fashioned, don't listen to his opinions, let's eat." So, the three of us ate dinner. Wu Fen and my mother-in-law cuddled on the sofa, watching TV and chatting until midnight, when my mother-in-law finally coaxed and threatened her into going to bed.

As we were heading back to our rooms, I said, "Since that's the case, why don't you sleep with Mom?" Wu Fen said, "I'd like to tell Mom, but if I sleep with her, who will satisfy you?" My mother-in-law, who was about to go back to her room, blushed again, making me want to laugh. Why does she blush so easily?

I said, "Don't joke around in front of Mom. Mom's been on the train all day and is tired. Let's go back to our room and sleep." Wu Fen reluctantly saw my mother-in-law into her room and then returned to our room. At that moment, I was naked, and my lower body was uncontrollably hard. Seeing my erect penis, Wu Fen flicked it with her finger and said, "I'm sorry, my husband." I said, "All you do is talk big and empty words. When are you going to do something practical?" Wu Fen said coquettishly, "What else do you want me to do?" I said, "I want you to fuck me." Wu Fen said, "Be good, the doctor said it will be about two weeks before you can have sex again. It's dangerous now." As she spoke, she took out the vibrator she bought for me from the drawer, "Tonight, let the mistress serve you." Although I really wanted to have sex with Wu Fen and fuck her, I held back when I thought of the baby in my belly. After all, a man, especially a real man, has to be responsible for his partner.

I signaled Wu Fen to turn off the light, applied lubricant to the vibrator, and then quickly inserted it. Instantly, my penis was enveloped in a warm ocean. To be honest, this vibrator was really realistic. But for some reason, I masturbated for a long time tonight and still didn't feel like ejaculating. Wu Fen was also anxious for me and let me touch her big breasts and French kiss me. Even after the lubricant dried out and I reapplied it, I still couldn't ejaculate. Wu Fen, heavily pregnant, lay there exhausted, letting me touch her breasts.

My penis remained erect. Wu Fen glanced at her phone and said, "It's almost one o'clock, honey, hurry up and ejaculate, or Mom will wake up." For some reason, I suddenly felt incredibly excited and aroused, masturbating rapidly, as if my G-spot had been touched. My grip on Wu Fen's breasts tightened. Listening to Wu Fen's soft moans, thinking of a woman I shouldn't have thought about, I felt a moment of dizziness and quickly ejaculated.

Afterwards, Wu Fen helped me clean up with tissues. I lay in bed, reflecting on what had just happened and the woman I had thought of during my climax. I felt a deep sense of guilt and remorse. After

cleaning me up, Wu Fen quickly fell asleep. But I was lost in deep thought, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

02 First Implications Resolved

When I woke up the next day, it was already past ten o'clock. I guessed Wu Fen had called me but I hadn't woken up, so she went to the company alone.

Because I had used a vibrator the night before, I felt a little sticky and uncomfortable down there, so I got up to take a shower. The bathroom was right next to my bedroom. I groggily went to the bathroom and realized something was wrong, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it. When the hot water poured over my head, I instantly woke up. I turned off the shower and listened to the sounds outside the bathroom door. Sure enough, I could hear the sound of a television, meaning my mother-in-law had been watching TV in the living room. No wonder I felt something was off even though I was still half asleep. A wave of

shame washed over me. The thought of going to the bathroom naked from the bedroom made me wonder if my mother-in-law had seen me. After agonizing for a while, I finally decided that even if she had, she had already seen me, so I should just pretend I didn't know anything. It's just that I definitely need to change my habit of being naked at home.

Standing under the showerhead, cleaning my genitals, thoughts from last night's ejaculation flooded back. I don't know why Wu Fen was so excited when she said my mother-in-law was so aroused. I don't know what's wrong with me. I used to hate my mother-in-law so much, but now I can't muster that hatred at all. Thinking about how my mother-in-law almost collapsed at the station yesterday, I felt a pang of heartache. And thinking about how she felt leaning against me, my penis involuntarily hardened.

But I quickly forced myself to stop these thoughts. After all, she's my mother-in-law; how could I think about those things? Maybe it's because I haven't been with a woman in so long, but thinking like this made me feel a little guilty towards Wu Fen. Thinking about how good she was to me and what she'd done for me, my penis slowly softened.

After quickly finishing my shower, I realized something: I hadn't brought any clothes. This really worried me. I couldn't very well ask my mother-in-law to bring me some clothes.

Just as I was worrying, my mother-in-law's gentle voice came from the other side of the door: "Xiao Li, how much longer until you're done showering?"

I thought my mother-in-law needed to use the restroom, which would be awkward, so I said, "Mom, I'll be right back, just a minute."

My mother-in-law said, "Then hurry up, Mom will cook you breakfast. What do you want to eat?"

I said, "Don't cook, it's already past ten o'clock. Let's eat lunch together later and save a meal.

" My mother-in-law said, "How can that be? You definitely want to eat. Tell me what you want to eat, and Mom will make it for you."

Seeing my mother-in-law say this, I felt embarrassed to refuse again, lest she think I had a problem with her, so I just said:

"Whatever." More importantly, I figured I could rush back to the bedroom while my mother-in-law was making breakfast in the kitchen. Thinking about it, I couldn't help but admire my own cleverness.

Seeing that I had given in, my mother-in-law happily said, "Okay, then Mom will make you some noodles. Mom's noodles are delicious."

Hearing my mother-in-law's childlike happy tone, I felt inexplicably happy. But just hearing "Mom's noodles are delicious," my little brother, which had been shrinking because of my guilt towards Wu Fen, suddenly became erect as if it had taken Viagra. Seeing this uncooperative penis, I gently slapped myself, feeling sorry for Wu Fen and my mother-in-law. But my penis remained erect.

I said, "Okay, I'll be done washing soon."

My mother-in-law said, "Okay, then I'll make you some noodles right now."

My penis twitched a few more times, so uncooperative. I heard my mother-in-law's footsteps fading into the distance until I could no longer hear them. Confirming that she had reached the kitchen, I took a deep breath and prepared to thrust. In my mind, the distance from the bedroom to the bathroom could be over in three seconds; the process couldn't be simpler.

But, as the saying goes, things don't always go as planned.

Just as I had mentally rehearsed, I opened the door a crack, saw through the gap that my mother-in-law was indeed gone, then quickly opened the bathroom door and ran towards the bedroom with all my might—a run as if the world was ending. You can imagine. —At that moment, I forgot a saying: taking too big a step can lead to injury. —While I didn't, I neglected the fact that I was wearing slippers, and wet slippers at that. Just as I was about to reach the bedroom, victory was in sight, but because I was running so fast, I slipped and fell heavily to the ground.

The fall was quite severe; the back of my head hit the ground, and I even felt dizzy. I tried to get up, but my body wouldn't obey me. Hearing the commotion, my mother-in-law rushed over from the kitchen. In a daze, I saw her face turn red again.

"Did you hurt yourself?" my mother-in-law asked, then leaned closer to help me up. Looking closer, I noticed her face was even redder, red to the roots of her ears. She firmly supported my back, and I slowly sat up, using the floor for support. Then I saw my erect penis and understood why her face was so red. Seeing this pathetic thing, I felt like I'd almost died from the fall, yet it was still there, saluting me, especially in front of my mother-in-law. I felt incredibly ashamed.

Sitting up straight and regaining my composure, I said, "I'm sorry, Mom."

My mother-in-law didn't look me in the eye and said, "Don't mention it. Why are you being so formal with me? We've seen each other before."

After saying that, she realized she'd misspoke, and her face turned even redder. Seeing my mother-in-law's blushing face, I felt a mix of emotions. A long-dormant feeling of romance, which had faded with age, seemed to resurface. Because we were so close, the faint fragrance emanating from my mother-in-law came and went, making me incredibly aroused. To make matters worse, she was wearing loose loungewear, and as she bent over to help me, her two prominent, white breasts were clearly visible, making my penis even harder. Thankfully, she was shy and didn't look at me directly, otherwise it would have been truly embarrassing.

Although I was also ashamed, seeing her so embarrassed, I couldn't bear it and joked, "If I had known Mom would see me naked, I wouldn't have bothered trying to rush back to the bedroom, and I wouldn't have fallen so badly."

My mother-in-law said, "Get up, stop being so cheeky."

I felt myself coming to my senses and said, "Mom, go cook some noodles, I'm fine."

My mother-in-law said, "Let me help you first." Then she gestured for me to get up, placed my hand on her shoulder, and, with one hand on my arm and the other around my waist, helped me to the bedside. When my mother-in-law put her arm around my waist, I could clearly feel one of her breasts pressed against me. To be honest, as she helped me to the bed, I felt incredibly touched and happy. The scent of her perfume seemed to bewitch me; for a moment, I wished she could keep supporting me like that forever. I

sat on the edge of the bed, and my mother-in-law asked with concern, "Does it still hurt? Did you hurt yourself?"

I said, "It's not that easy to hurt myself, Mom, don't worry."

My mother-in-law still didn't dare look me in the eye, her blush still lingering. She said gently, "It's good that you're alright. You rest, Mom will make you some noodles."

My penis twitched a few times. To avoid further embarrassment, although I really wanted my mother-in-law to be by my side, I said, "Mom, you go ahead. I feel embarrassed looking at me like that."

My mother-in-law whispered, "I should be the one who's embarrassed." It was as if those words had just left her mouth and she was about to swallow them back. Then she turned and ran to the kitchen. Seeing my mother-in-law trotting along, and recalling what she had just said, I thought she was like a delicate, pampered young wife. A fire seemed to be slowly burning inside me.

Just then, the phone rang. It was Wu Fen calling. She asked if I was up, said she was giving me the day off, and asked me to take my mother-in-law out to buy some warmer clothes. Then, hearing her subordinates reporting to her on the other end, she hurriedly hung up.

Seeing my still-erect penis, and thinking that Wu Fen was still working for the family while heavily pregnant, I felt a surge of shame and anger. Realizing that I had lost my composure these past couple of days, even feeling like a pervert, I quickly got dressed, despite the pain, and washed my face, telling myself not to let my mind wander. Going to the living room, I saw my mother-in-law cooking noodles in the kitchen, and a wave of guilt washed over me again. They were so good to me, yet I had thought such lewd and obscene things; I deserved to be struck by lightning.

"Xiao Li, what are you thinking about? Come and eat your noodles." I don't know how much time had passed when my mother-in-law brought the noodles to me, interrupting my deep thoughts and self-reproach. "I'll put the noodles on the coffee table; just sit on the sofa and eat."

I said, "Okay." Then I took the noodles from my mother-in-law.

Perhaps because I was hungry, I suddenly found the noodles my mother-in-law made especially delicious. My mother-in-law was very happy to see me wolfing them down, and said contentedly, "You must be starving. Back when you were in our hometown, I would cook noodles for you, but you would only eat a couple of bites and

then stop." Hearing my mother-in-law say this, I felt a little embarrassed. I had always harbored resentment because she had opposed my relationship with Wu Fen, but now, seeing my mother-in-law's happy and content face, and the faint crow's feet at the corners of her eyes, I realized that she had aged, and that I, all these years, had only cared about my own feelings, completely neglecting her and my father-in-law.

I looked into my mother-in-law's kind eyes and said, "Mom, I'm sorry." My

mother-in-law looked surprised and said, "Why are you saying that?"

I said, "It's just that all these years, I've hated you and never been good to you. I'm sorry."

Hearing my words, my mother-in-law's eyes reddened, and tears welled up. She remained silent for a long time. It was clear she was fighting back tears. I didn't speak either, just stared into her eyes, feeling a pang of heartache. Over the years, my hatred had indeed caused my parents-in-law a lot of suffering, and Wu Fen had endured much injustice.

"It's all in the past, silly child. You're still my son. You and Xiao Fen are the best thing ever." My mother-in-law continued to hold back her tears. She was a strong-willed woman, unwilling to show her vulnerability to others—something I had already witnessed when I had a major falling out with them over marrying Wu Fen. But her voice, trembling with sobs, betrayed her. Hearing her say this, my heart ached even more, and I even had the urge to hug her.

I said, "Mom, why are you crying? It's all my fault. I'll take good care of you from now on, and be with Xiao Fen."

My mother-in-law, still trembling with tears, said, "Mom isn't crying. Mom is happy."

I couldn't bear to see my mother-in-law so tearful, so I changed the subject: "Xiaofen said she wants me to take

you to buy some clothes. It's too cold here; she'll worry if you catch a cold." My mother-in-law sobbed softly and said, "Don't waste money. You're about to have a baby, and you'll need money too. I already had your dad send the clothes; they'll arrive in a couple of days.

" I said, "Mom, don't worry. I can afford to send you some clothes."

My mother-in-law said, "No, it's a waste."

I said, "Mom, don't be stubborn. Now that we're in the big city of Beijing, we should at least keep up with the trends, right?"

My mother-in-law said sadly, "Then I definitely don't want to. I'm just an old woman, I'm not going to follow the trends of this big city."

Seeing my mother-in-law's disappointment, I knew she had misunderstood and thought I was calling her old-fashioned. I couldn't help but hate my own words and quickly tried to smooth things over, "Haha, Mom, you're not old at all. What I meant was, you're a natural clothes hanger, and you have such good taste in clothes. It would be a waste not to buy you some nice outfits."

My mother-in-law seemed to shake off her previous sadness and said, "You always tease me. I'm an old woman, what clothes hanger are you talking about?"

I said, "How many times do I have to tell you, Mom, you're not old at all. If you don't believe me, when we go out this afternoon, people will definitely think you're my older sister, no, they'll definitely think you're my younger sister."

My mother-in-law laughed heartily, "You're getting more and more cheeky."

In this way, my mother-in-law was finally persuaded and agreed to go shopping with me for some clothes. Wu Fen had lunch with clients, so my mother-in-law and I grabbed a quick bite and headed to the outlet mall early.

Even though it was Wednesday, the outlet was still packed. My mother-in-law, like a child just starting out, stayed right beside me, afraid of getting lost. But after browsing a few stores and trying on a few clothes, she rediscovered her womanly shopping instincts, becoming increasingly enthusiastic—just like Wu Fen, or perhaps all women are the same.

And let me tell you, my mother-in-law is a natural clothes hanger, with a discerning eye; everything she tried on looked great on her.

But no matter how much the sales assistants raved about it, and I flattered her, she wouldn't buy anything, happily continuing to try on clothes. After visiting at least ten stores and trying on no fewer than thirty items, I said to my mother-in-law, "Mom, it seems you genuinely don't want to buy any clothes."

My mother-in-law, in high spirits and enjoying her shopping, replied, "You know that now? I just like trying on clothes, I'm not buying anything."

I said, "Don't look at the price tags. Just wear it and tell me if you like it. Your son-in-law will take care of the rest."

My mother-in-law said, "How can I resist looking? Every single one costs several thousand."

I said, "Mom, these are all on sale.

You're getting a good deal." My mother-in-law said dismissively, "That's all a trick. Let's go, let's go look around some more. If there's a bargain, I'll definitely rip you off."

So, after trying on many different coats, finally, in a not-so-famous brand store, my mother-in-law tried on a khaki trench coat and thought it suited her well. She asked me what I thought.

I said, "After trying on so many, it seems this one is the one that suits Mom's taste the best?" My mother-in-law's eyes widened and she asked, "How did you know?"

I said, "Even a fool would know. All the others you tried on looked good, but you never asked me. It seems this one is within your budget."

My mother-in-law realized her little scheme had been exposed, and her face turned red again. In this situation, I could only suppress my laughter. I don't know why, but seeing my mother-in-law blush made me want to laugh.

My mother-in-law asked softly, "So, do you think it looks good?"

Seeing her ask that, I found her increasingly interesting. Sometimes she could make a very rational decision, or decisively say no, and other times she seemed completely indecisive. So, women are truly complex and strange creatures.

The khaki trench coat on my mother-in-law, with the belt tied around her waist, gave her a unique look. Her tall and slightly plump figure blurred before my eyes, and I felt an unprecedented sense of unfamiliarity. It was as if this woman was someone I was meeting for the first time.

"Does it look good?" My mother-in-law asked again, blushing, seeing my

stunned expression. Realizing my lapse, I quickly said, "It looks great, it looks great! Mom looks absolutely gorgeous in this, like she's ten years younger!"

My mother-in-law giggled, took off her coat, and asked me to pay. The salesperson said there was a promotion: add ten yuan and you could get two pairs of high-end lace stockings.

My mother-in-law said, "No need, I don't wear them."

The sales assistant said, "That's a pity. You have such a great figure, wearing shorts with stockings and this khaki coat would be perfect for this weather."

My mother-in-law was pleased by the compliment. Seeing her hesitant expression, I said, "Mom, these stockings are really good quality. Feel them, and wear them."

The sales assistant replied, "Yes, sir, you're very discerning. These stockings are indeed of very good quality, but we don't insist; it's part of a promotion."

My mother-in-law thought for a moment and said, "Then I'll take them. They're not expensive," then looked at me and said, "I'll give them to Xiaofen to wear."

I happily swiped my card. My mother-in-law said she had already bought one item of clothing, and my mission was accomplished; she absolutely refused to buy any more clothes or try them on. I suggested that since we'd been shopping for so long and were tired, I'd take her out for a nice meal. She readily agreed; it was clear my mother-in-law was very happy today.

I took my mother-in-law to get H?agen-Dazs. Looking at the colorful ice cream, she was as excited as a child, saying, "Xiao Li, this is my first time eating H?agen-Dazs, it tastes so good!"

"So you've given me your first time? I'll take responsibility," she said. Normally, I would have replied with that. But I stopped myself before the words even left my throat. I said, "If Mom likes it, I'll bring you here every day."

My mother-in-law scooped up a small amount, laughing, "Wouldn't that make you poor?" She handed me the spoon, "Please have a bite."

I said, "Thank you, Mom, you eat it." My

mother-in-law probably realized her gesture was a bit intimate; her face flushed, and she quickly stuffed the ice cream into her mouth, remaining silent like a little girl who had made a mistake. Seeing her like this, I finally couldn't help but laugh.

She was surprised at my laughter but didn't ask, only saying, "Let's go home, we still need to make dinner."

I glanced at my watch; it was already past five. I'd unknowingly wandered around for so long. It really was time to head back, otherwise we'd get stuck in traffic again.

On the way to the parking lot, my mother-in-law walked ahead, quietly eating her H?agen-Dazs without saying a word. This puzzled me; I didn't know what I'd said wrong. It

wasn't until we were in the car that she spoke to me: "Xiao Li, I feel you've changed a lot this time."

I said, "Really? Is it for better or worse?" My mother-in

-law said, sounding slightly tired, "It's definitely for better. Mom is very pleased."

I said, "If it's for better, Mom doesn't sound happy.

" My mother-in-law said, "No, Mom is happy."

Even so, I could still sense her unhappiness. Although I didn't know why, this wasn't what I wanted.

I said, "Mom, we've made up this time. Let's celebrate properly when we get back."

Through the rearview mirror, I saw that my mother-in-law seemed a little happier, saying, "You make it sound like we used to have a huge grudge."

I said, "That's true, but I really like how I am with Mom now."

My mother-in-law didn't answer, only gave a soft "hmm," and then looked out the window. I guessed she was tired after walking around for most of the day.

03 It turns out my mother-in-law is a miracle doctor .

After returning home, she changed into her pajamas and cooked in the kitchen, while I went to my bedroom to play games.

After one game, I was distracted and even got scolded by my teammates for being bad, so I had to stop. I didn't know what was wrong with me. Although I sometimes have bad games, I'm never this distracted as I was today; my thoughts were completely elsewhere. To avoid letting my teammates down again, I put down the game, half-reclined on the bed, and closed my eyes.

Thinking about what's happened in the past day or two since my mother-in-law arrived, I've found that she's not as difficult to get along with as I remembered. I've also tried to put myself in her shoes; if my daughter were to marry a penniless man, I probably would object too. Thinking this way, I actually feel like I've let my mother-in-law and her family down—I don't know what's wrong with me, but in the past day or two, my feelings towards her have gradually diminished, until they disappeared, and now I feel like I owe her so much. My mother-in-law's visit has also made me notice a change in her. I still remember her coldness when she vehemently opposed my marriage to Wu Fen. Back then, she seemed like a very capable and opinionated woman, with a coldness and arrogance always emanating from her beautiful face.

Perhaps thanks to her usual love of dressing up and her father-in-law's focus on health and taking good care of her, her appearance hadn't changed much, except for a slight weight gain and a few more crow's feet when she smiled. She didn't have the typical look of a middle-aged woman, and because of the slight weight gain, her face was still fair, but her complexion seemed better, with a touch of baby fat. Her already tall figure, apart from a small belly, hadn't changed much from a few years ago. —But, the feeling I got from her had completely changed. I started to feel a loving warmth in her eyes, especially when we were shopping at the outlet mall today. I could clearly feel her fear of getting lost and her dependence on me. I believe my mother-in-law has also noticed the change in herself, but I don't know why she's become like this. Maybe she's always been this way, but I was blinded by hatred and didn't notice. Or perhaps, this is just a sign of getting old, becoming dependent on one's children.

Just as I was immersed in thinking about my mother-in-law's changes, a "thud" from the kitchen pulled me back to reality. I rushed to the kitchen. It turned out my mother-in-law had accidentally broken a plate. Seeing me run out, she looked like a child who had made a mistake, squatting down to pick up

the pieces, saying, "Look at me, I've been so distracted these past couple of days." I went over and squatted down to help her pick up the shards, saying, "Mom, you're probably new here and haven't adjusted yet. You'll get used to it. Let me pick them up, so you don't cut yourself."

My mother-in-law said, "I'm an old woman, my skin is thick. Go get me a broom."

I said, "It's just a small piece, go get it—ah," and picked up a shard, but it was too sharp and cut my hand. Bright red blood quickly seeped out and dripped onto the floor.

Seeing this, my mother-in-law frowned and said with concern, "Look at you, you just told me not to cut myself, and you cut yourself." Saying this, she took my hand, ignoring the bleeding, and put her cut index finger directly into her mouth. I hadn't expected my mother-in-law to do this, much less that she would suck on the wound on my index finger. Normally, I would have pulled it out immediately—it's too embarrassing. But now, for some reason, I actually enjoyed the feeling. My index finger, enveloped by her mouth, could clearly feel her moist saliva and warmth; I could even occasionally touch her soft tongue. I stared blankly at her. She was worried about my cut, and at first, she just sucked on my finger. After a while, she noticed me staring at her blankly, and her face instantly turned red. She quickly pulled my finger out of her mouth.

Feeling like she'd made a big mistake, she whispered, "I'm sorry, Xiao Li. I forgot in my haste. I used to do this for Xiao Fen when she got hurt."

My finger left her warm mouth, and I felt a slight sense of loss, but I quickly regained my composure: "Mom, it's okay. Look how clever you are! It's really not bleeding anymore."

Seeing that the blood had stopped seeping from the wound on my index finger, my mother-in-law showed a relieved expression. She said, "That's good. Mom was rude just now, it wasn't intentional."

I said, "Mom, what are you saying? Your saliva cured me, you're a miracle worker! Why are you apologizing?"

My mother-in-law said, "It's alright now. I'll go get the broom and sweep it up so no one gets pricked again." As she spoke, she slowly got up. I was afraid she would collapse again like at the train station, so I got up with her and held her hands. My mother-in-law's face turned even redder, as if she were drunk. I couldn't help but laugh. My mother-in-law was very surprised to see me laugh and asked,

"What's wrong?"

We both stood up, and I let go of my mother-in-law's hands and said, "Nothing, I just thought of a joke."

My mother-in-law blinked and asked, "What joke?"

Seeing how cute my mother-in-law's face was, I teased her, "Don't tell me, I'm afraid Mom will beat you if I do."

My mother-in-law went to get the broom. Hearing what I said, her tone became much more amiable. She said, "You're still keeping Mom in suspense. Fine, don't tell me then." My blush had faded considerably.

As I helped her clean up the remaining crumbs, I said, "Okay, since my miracle-working mother-in-law saved me, I've decided to tell you.

" My mother-in-law said, "You're getting more and more cheeky, hurry up and tell me."

I said, "Mom, I'll tell you then. There was a couple in the park, the girl said her tooth hurt, and the guy kissed her. The girl immediately said it didn't hurt anymore. Then she said her arm hurt, and the guy kissed her again. Then she immediately said it didn't hurt anymore. At this moment, an old lady sitting next to them heard this, and guess what she said?" My mother-in-law emptied the crumbs into the trash can and asked curiously, "What did she say?"

I said, "The old lady said, 'Young man, you're a real miracle worker! Come on, help me treat my hemorrhoids, okay?'"

Then she burst out laughing.

My mother-in-law tickled and said, "It wasn't that funny." Then, a moment later, as if she had thought of something, she tried to pinch my arm in the cramped kitchen: "Are you insulting your mother?" It was the first time my mother-in-law had pinched my arm; I never expected her to have this side to her. Although I was only gently twisting her wrist, I pretended to be in a lot of pain and begged her for mercy, "Mom, it was just a joke, I didn't mean to insult you."

My mother-in-law let go and said, "Stop joking, go out now, and call Xiaofen to ask when she's coming back. I've already chopped everything, I'll start cooking when she gets back."

I went to the bedroom, picked up my phone, and called Wu Fen to ask when she was coming back. The answer was that she was already on her way home. I went to the kitchen and said to my mother-in-law, "Mother Healer, your precious daughter is coming back soon."

My mother-in-law rolled her eyes at me and said, "I know."

I asked her, "Mother Healer, do you need any help?"

My mother-in-law said, "If you insult me again, I'll chop you up and stir-fry you, go play your game."

After saying that, she ignored me and busied herself in front of the wok. I sat down on the sofa. The living room, dining room, and kitchen were connected, separated only by a glass door. I could clearly see my mother-in-law's side profile. She wasn't wearing an apron or a coat; she was only wearing a white cardigan and a black skirt. From the side, her tall and slender figure was accentuated perfectly. It's no exaggeration to say that, apart from a slight tummy, my mother-in-law's figure was perfectly proportioned, even better than Wu Fen's before she was pregnant. She put the seasonings into the pot one by one. Her hair occasionally fell down her forehead, and because her palms were wet, she had to use her wrists to tuck it up, but it would fall down again after a while. I couldn't help but be a little lost in thought. For a moment, I had an impulse to go over, smooth her hair, hug her waist from behind, bury my head in her neck, smell her fragrance, and tickle her. It took me a while to snap out of my daze when I heard Wu Fen knocking on the door. I slapped myself, cursing myself for being a pervert, and then quickly went to open the door for her.

As soon as Wu Fen came back, she called out "Mom," threw down her bag, and complained of being tired, asking me to massage her. True, she was heavily pregnant and must have been exhausted after a long day. I had her lie down on the sofa and started massaging her. Seeing Wu Fen's large belly, and remembering what had just happened, I felt a wave of shame. If Wu Fen knew that I was thinking about her mother just a second ago, she would be heartbroken. I was a real scumbag.

After chatting with Wu Fen and massaging her for more than ten minutes, my mother-in-law called from the kitchen, "Xiao Li, come and get the dishes, dinner's ready!"

I immediately stopped massaging Wu Fen and went to get the dishes. Wu Fen sat up dramatically, grabbed me, and asked, "Something's wrong. My mom never asks you to do anything before, what's wrong with her today?"

I said, "I don't know, maybe she's happy because she bought your mom some clothes today."

Wu Fen said, "Is that so? This shows you're doing a good job, young man, keep it up!"

I said, "It's all thanks to your good teaching, just as you wished."

Wu Fen cupped my face and kissed me, "Thank you, husband, I'm so happy to see you and Mom get along so well."

I kissed Wu Fen back and said, "Silly, why are you saying this?"

Just then, my mother-in-law's voice came from the kitchen, "Dinner's ready!"

Wu Fen let go of me and told me to go get the dishes. In the kitchen, I saw my mother-in-law's face was a little red, probably because she had just seen Wu Fen and me kissing. I laughed and teased my mother-in-law, "Mother, what delicious food have you cooked?"

My mother-in-law said, "Don't be silly, you're still being cheeky in front of Xiao Fen."

I said, "Mom, what you're saying makes it sound like we're doing something shameful. Isn't it normal for a son-in-law and mother-in-law to joke around?"

My mother-in-law's face flushed red again, and she whispered, "You're such a grown man, always so unruly. Don't tell Xiao Fen about breaking the bowl today." After a while, my mother-in-law seemed to remember something and said, "So she won't worry."

I said, "Okay."

After dinner, my mother-in-law and I sat on the sofa, with Wu Fen lying on my lap. The three of us watched TV and chatted until after 11 p.m. It was more of a chat than a conversation; Wu Fen did most of the talking, recounting the day's events and the strange things she encountered. Wu Fen had a knack for exaggerating even the smallest things into something hilarious. She seemed happier than usual today, perhaps seeing the improving relationship between my mother-in-law and me. My mother-in-law simply listened to Wu Fen's stories and jokes, occasionally offering a gentle comment. I could see the deep affection in her eyes for Wu Fen. No wonder, after all, Wu Fen was her own flesh and blood; what mother wouldn't love her daughter?

Late at night, Wu Fen was already asleep. Since becoming pregnant, she could fall asleep instantly in bed and slept very soundly, unmoved by any noise. But I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. Actually, I hadn't had insomnia for a long time. A few years ago, when the pressure of life was too great, I was homeless and lacked confidence in the future, and I often suffered from insomnia. In recent years, my life has gradually gotten back on track, and I rarely have insomnia anymore. So I don't know what's wrong with me, and

I even feel anxious. I secretly left my bedroom, went to the balcony, and lit a cigarette. The late night in Beijing was already a bit cold. I took two deep drags and felt less cold, and my anxiety lessened a little.

Looking at the still-shining lights of Beijing below, I couldn't help but sigh, lamenting how quickly time flies. Thinking back to when I first arrived in Beijing, I was just a naive young man in my early twenties, and now I'm almost a father. But thankfully, time hasn't let me down; I've established myself in Beijing from being a farmer's son.

After a few more puffs, I felt a bit nauseous, flicked the cigarette butt out the window, and watched it arc down with a small spark before disappearing quickly. I turned around, intending to go back to sleep; after all, it was too cold. I was startled to see a figure behind me. It took me a moment to realize it was my mother-in-law. I had no idea how long she'd been standing in the living room. I rubbed my arms together, crossed my arms, and went into the living room, closing the balcony door behind me. "Mom," I

said, "you scared me to death!" My mother-in-law feigned reproach, "Mom's not that scary. Look how frightened you were." She spoke as softly as possible, afraid of disturbing her precious daughter. Clearly, she didn't know that once her daughter was asleep, even banging a gong next to her wouldn't necessarily wake her, let alone from this distance.

I said, "It's not scary, Mom, it's just that you're so fair-skinned, and with your hair down, you look a bit like Nie Xiaoqian."

I chuckled to myself.

My mother-in-law said gently, "Are you praising or insulting your mother? I woke up from a nap and saw the living room light was on, so I came out to check."

I said, "It's definitely a compliment. I couldn't sleep. Xiaofen is pregnant, and I was worried about the baby's health, so I came out for a smoke."

My mother-in-law said, "You're so young, smoke less. Look at your father, he smoked so much when he was young, and now his health is failing. He regrets it and has started trying to take care of his health, but he damaged

his body too much when he was young, and now he can't recover." Late at night, especially when I was tossing and turning, unable to sleep, I looked at my mother-in-law in the same nightgown she wore yesterday. Because she wasn't wearing a bra, her two white breasts, though slightly sagging, were still partially exposed, like little white rabbits, so endearing. Hearing my mother-in-law mention my father-in-law's inability to perform sexually, my mind naturally avoided thinking of it as inadequacy, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of heat and excitement. My penis, surprisingly, became hard again.

But thankfully, reason and shame remained. I tried not to look at my mother-in-law's exposed breasts or her eyes. To avoid her seeing my erection, I sat down on the sofa and said, "I just can't sleep, I don't know why."

My mother-in-law sat down and said softly, "What's wrong? Are you not used to Mom's here?"

Hearing this, I couldn't help but laugh and said, "Mom, don't always say that. It makes it sound like I hate you."

My mother-in-law revealed a shallow dimple and said, "It's good that it's not Mom's fault."

Seeing her touching appearance, I was moved and said, "Of course it's not Mom's fault. This time, Mom's visit made me realize how badly I've treated you all before."

Hearing this, my mother-in-law didn't know what to say for a moment, but then her eyes filled with tears. I really don't understand why women are all the same, crying so easily. I said, "Mom, why are you crying? I'll take good care of you from now on, together with Xiaofen."

My mother-in-law leaned closer to me, then placed her hand on my thigh and said, "Mom is happy." Perhaps it was just a casual gesture from my mother-in-law, placing her hand on my thigh out of happiness. But through my pajama pants, the softness and warmth of her hand felt completely different to me; my heart stirred, and my penis instantly sprang to attention. Luckily, my mother-in-law was watching me and didn't notice the change in my genitals. I leaned forward, trying to cover my throbbing erection. Only then did my mother-in-law realize she had her hand on my thigh, and her face flushed again. I wondered if she had seen my erection.

I changed the subject: "Mom, why can't you sleep either? Are you not used to life here?"

My mother-in-law replied, "No, I'm getting old. I wake up after a short while. It's the same back home."

I laughed and said, "Mom, aren't you a miracle worker? You cured your own insomnia. Haha."

Seeing my joke, my mother-in-law's tense mood eased considerably. She said, "You're teasing your mother again. If I were to cure someone, I'd use you as a guinea pig first.

" I pretended to be aggrieved and said, "Mom, you're so cruel, using me as a guinea pig."

My mother-in-law said, "Who told you to always be so talkative? I never knew you could be so sarcastic."

I said, "Mom, I never knew you were this kind of woman either. I never knew you were not only so sarcastic, but also a famous miracle doctor."

My mother-in-law laughed heartily. I noticed her nightgown, which had loosened because of her laughter, revealing more of her breasts below her collarbone and covering her fair neck. My little brother protested again, and my eyes couldn't resist looking. Luckily, my mother-in-law was too busy laughing to notice my occasional glances.

She leaned over and tried to pinch my arm, but I was quick and dodged. In that instant, I saw her two white breasts clearly, and even the nipple of the slightly drooping left one. A pale areola surrounded a pink nipple, which puzzled me greatly. My mother-in-law was over forty; how could her nipples still be pink? Was I seeing things? The more I thought about it, the more I wanted to see things clearly and dispel my doubts, but another thought in my mind cursed myself for being despicable.

Just as I was tormented internally and my eyes were glazed over, my mother-in-law, seeing that she couldn't pinch me, perhaps realizing her lapse in composure, stopped trying to pinch me. Instead, she sat up straight and noticed that half of her two white breasts were exposed. Her face immediately turned red. I pretended not to see it. When she saw where my gaze was looking, she secretly adjusted her nightgown, covering her breasts. Then, to ease the awkwardness, she said, "Stop joking around, go to sleep."

I said, "I want to sleep, but I can't, Mom."

My mother-in-law said, "Listen to me, you'll fall asleep if you lie in bed and don't think about anything."

I said, "Mom, it seems even miracle doctors don't work. If I don't want to think, I won't think; if I do think, I won't think."

My mother-in-law said, "Don't talk like a tongue twister. Tell me, what are you thinking, you little kid?" This question stumped me. Actually, I didn't know what I was thinking. If I were simply thinking about my mother-in-law, that wouldn't be entirely true; if I said I wasn't thinking about her, I didn't want to deceive myself. But I couldn't be stupid enough to tell my mother-in-law these things. I could only laugh it off and say, "I don't know, I just can't sleep, my mind is racing, and I have a headache."

My mother-in-law asked anxiously, "Does your head hurt? Let me take a look."

I hadn't meant to say "headache," but since my mother-in-law said it that way, I had no choice but to say,

"Yes, my head hurts." That was better than saying that my mother-in-law's arrival was causing me to be anxious and unable to sleep.

My mother-in-law said, "You young people, you just think too much, that's why you can't sleep and have a headache. Sit down, let me massage it for you."

I was overjoyed and said, "Come on, miracle doctor mother-in-law, cure your son-in-law!"

My mother-in-law said, "You're always so glib," and then gestured for me to sit on the sofa, turned to the side. I obediently complied and did as she asked.

My mother-in-law was behind me; I sat while she knelt, straightened her body, and gently pressed her hands on my temples, slowly massaging them. I said with great emotion, "That feels so good."

My mother-in-law said, "Yes, I massaged your dad like this when he was tired."

For some reason, hearing her mention my father-in-law made me quite uncomfortable, so I just said "oh." My mother-in-law didn't notice my displeasure and continued massaging, sometimes with pressure, sometimes gently, saying, "Close your eyes and don't talk." Seeing how comfortable my mother-in-law was, I had no choice but to obediently close my eyes and enjoy this comfortable moment.

The fragrance from my mother-in-law's body came and went, and my penis was already rock hard, but reason told me that this was beastly behavior. I could only enjoy this happiness, which was also a kind of torment. At this moment, I seemed to understand the meaning of "pain and pleasure go hand in hand." After my mother-in-law massaged for a while, I unconsciously leaned back a little, and her two soft mounds rubbed against the back of my head. I could even feel her erect nipples, but I rationally sat up straight. After all, there was nothing more embarrassing than a son-in-law's head rubbing against his mother-in-law's breasts. Fortunately, my mother-in-law didn't notice anything amiss, and I gradually became bolder, occasionally pretending to lean back unintentionally, touching her breasts and nipples.

This went on for about ten minutes before she removed her hand from my head. She said, "That's enough, are you done now?"

I, still wanting more, said, "No, I want Mom to massage me again, it felt so good."

My mother-in-law said wearily, "I'm tired, I'll massage you tomorrow."

Hearing this, I felt a pang of sympathy and said, "Okay, then Mom, let's sleep together." I inexplicably brought up the idea of sleeping together.

Thankfully, my mother-in-law didn't notice anything amiss and said, "Okay." My

mother-in-law and I went to our respective bedroom doors and said goodnight to each other.

I went back to bed, ignoring the sleeping Wu Fen, quickly pulled off my pajama bottoms, then my completely soaked underwear. Unable to hold back any longer, I took out a vibrator from the drawer, put it on my penis, and at that moment, my reason was completely overwhelmed. My mind was filled with images of my mother-in-law: her smile, her coquettishness, her blushing, her lips sucking my index finger, and her white, fleshy mounds massaging me… Less than a minute later, I ejaculated inside the vibrator.

But afterward, I felt remorse, sinking into deep self-blame, and fell into a deep sleep, conflicted.

04 Completely Reconciling

Time passed quickly, and more than half a month went by in the blink of an eye.

Because Wu Fen's belly was getting bigger, I took on more work, becoming busier. Every day, Wu Fen and I left early and returned late, naturally leaving less time alone with my mother-in-law. At first, I thought this was fine, allowing me to suppress those little evil thoughts within me. But after a few days, I found it backfired. During my free time at work, my longing for my mother-in-law became unusually strong. Sometimes, sitting alone in the office, thinking about her would make me incredibly aroused, and I would feel a sweet warmth in my heart. But every night when I got home, after dinner, we would watch TV. When all three of us were together, my mother-in-law and I rarely talked. It was always Wu Fen talking, and my mother-in-law and I just responded.

So every night, after Wu Fen fell asleep, I would pick up a vibrator, sit in front of the computer, and watch women like Maki Tomoda or Yumi Kazama on the screen, these mature women moaning and groaning under their young sons or sons-in-law. Then I would imagine my mother-in-law's shy appearance. If seventeen or eighteen was my golden age, then for the past two weeks, at twenty-six or twenty-seven, I had undoubtedly entered my silver age. During these two weeks, my libido had been higher than ever before. Every night, I would ejaculate while thinking about my mother-in-law on the screen. Every time I ejaculated, I felt guilty, but the next day it was the same. As a result, I became more and more disappointed in myself and even accepted my perversion.

My mother-in-law obviously had no idea about all this. In the past two weeks, she had quickly adapted to life in Beijing. As the weather gradually turned colder, besides buying groceries and cooking, she spent her days watching TV and practicing calligraphy. And I must say, her calligraphy had a certain charm; occasionally, when I praised her, she smiled like a child. Although we hadn't spent much time alone together during those two weeks, I could feel that we were slowly getting used to each other, and I believe my mother-in-law felt it too.

One morning at the end of October, I woke up groggily, feeling like my head was about to explode. I remembered that I had drunk too much with clients the night before. Looking at the time, it was already past ten o'clock. I planned to take a shower, but quickly thought it would be awkward if my mother-in-law was outside, so I groggily put on my pajamas and went to the bathroom. Perhaps because I had drunk too much, I still wasn't fully awake after a nap, and I was staggering as I walked. When I got to the bathroom, I found my mother-in-law squatting there washing clothes. Seeing me looking down at her, she stood up and said gently, "Xiao Li, you're awake. Do you need to use the bathroom? I'll be right back." I leaned against the bathroom door, still feeling dizzy and lightheaded from last night's drinking. I said,

"Mom, you wash the clothes first, I'll take a shower later."

My mother-in-law said, "No, you wash first. After you're done, throw your pajamas in the washing machine, and give me your shorts too, I'll wash them for you." I saw my shorts among the clothes my mother-in-law had just washed in the basin. I said, "Mom, why don't you put your clothes in the washing machine?" My mother-in-law said, "Oh, you young people, how can you wash your underwear in the washing machine? There are so many bacteria. I've been hand-washing your underwear for the past two weeks, and nothing's happened anyway." Hearing this, I felt incredibly ashamed. My underwear was practically covered in stains every day; my mother-in-law must have seen them when she washed them. And then I suddenly realized that I had just woken up naked and put on my pajama bottoms without wearing underwear, and for a moment I didn't know what to say.

My mother-in-law chuckled, "Tell me, why are you blushing too? Everyone says Mom blushes easily, but this is the first time I've ever seen you blush." I awkwardly replied, "Is that so? Maybe I caught it from my miracle doctor mother. It seems miracle doctors can not only cure illnesses, but also spread them." Hearing me tease her, my mother-in-law's mood improved considerably. She laughed and reached out to pinch my arm. I don't know why she likes pinching people's arms so much; I guess Wu Fen has been pinched by her quite a few times before. Seeing her reach out, I dodged to the side. Actually, I had been feeling dizzy, and after talking to my mother-in-law for a few minutes, I felt even more dizzy. As I dodged, I didn't hold onto the door and fell directly towards my mother-in-law. The moment I fell, I saw my mother-in-law's face turn pale with fright. She reached out her hands to catch me, but she overlooked the most important thing: how could she possibly support a 150cm tall man like me? Instead of helping me up, I pushed her down onto her bottom, leaving her kneeling on the ground. We stared at each other, so close I could hear her heavy breathing and feel her breath on my face. The basin behind us, where my underwear was, was knocked over, splashing water that soaked both of our clothes.

My mother-in-law grabbed my hand with one hand and used the other to push herself up to squat down. She asked me with concern, "Are you alright?" The scent of her body wafting towards me, combined with my own dazed state, made me momentarily lose myself in her presence. I felt a pang of regret, thinking I should have just collapsed onto her. It wasn't until she anxiously asked,

"Silly boy, are you hurt?" that

I snapped back to reality. I said, "It's okay , Mom. I drank too much yesterday and wasn't sober enough, so I fell. Are

you alright, Mom?" My mother-in-law said, "It's good that you're alright. I'm fine too. Can you get up?" I said, "Yes, I can." My mother-in-law gestured for me to put my hand on her shoulder, then helped me up. She noticed that both my knees were scraped. She said with concern, "Look at you, if you can't drink, don't drink. You've scraped your knees and they're bleeding. Let me help you to bed." So, I limped to the bedside, helped by my mother-in-law. My clothes, like hers, were mostly soaked. My mother-in-law asked me, "Can you take off your clothes yourself before lying down on the bed?" The pain in my knees brought me back to my senses, and without a second thought, I said, "Yes." My mother-in-law said, "Then Mom will go out for a bit. Take your clothes off, hide under the covers, and call Mom in." She slowly let go of my hand and started to walk out. I hadn't taken two steps when I stumbled and almost fell again. My mother-in-law turned around, sighed, and turned back. She said, "Never mind, don't fall again. Let Mom help you." I stubbornly said, "No need." My mother-in-law said, "Don't talk. Falling is a big deal. I'm your mother; I can't stand to see you like this." After saying that, her face flushed red, all the way to her neck. Seeing my mother-in-law's endearing appearance, I, who had just been so restrained by the pain, actually looked forward to her helping me undress. I could only feign shyness and say, "Alright then." My mother-in-law, afraid I'd fall again, stood facing me and placed my hands on her shoulders. Seeing her small frame, I didn't dare put my entire weight on her shoulders. Plus, the alcohol from last night had really affected me, so I was still a little unsteady. Seeing this, my mother-in-law didn't dare quickly unbutton my pajamas, but slowly undid them one by one. I never knew how tall my mother-in-law was before, but I'm 176cm, and from this angle, she probably looked about seven or eight centimeters shorter than me. To be honest, this was the first time I'd ever looked at my mother-in-law so closely. Her eyes were fixed on her own hands as she gently unbuttoned my pajamas, oblivious to her son-in-law watching her. I then noticed she was wearing light makeup; her eyebrows were drawn, and her eyelashes were arched. Her once neatly styled long hair was now slightly disheveled from the fall, but the fragrance was still irresistible. Like someone addicted to opium, I inhaled deeply, trying to smell her hair, but I didn't dare inhale too forcefully, afraid she'd notice. This caused my penis to involuntarily harden again. Fortunately, my mother-in-law didn't notice anything amiss. After unbuttoning my clothes, I cooperated and pulled them down. Then, as she tried to pull down my pants, I could clearly feel her take a deep breath when she placed her hand on my waist. I couldn't help but laugh. My mother-in-law looked up, our eyes met, and she asked in a seemingly coquettish tone, "You haven't fallen yet, have you? Still smiling." In this situation, so close, looking into her tender eyes and hearing her almost coquettish tone, I really wanted to cup her face, kiss her lips, and possess her completely. But my reason prevented me from having that thought, even though my penis was hard. —And precisely because my penis was hard, my remaining rationality made me say, "Mom, I can take my pants off myself. Why don't you go out for a bit?" At that moment, I didn't feel the impulse of lust, but an unprecedented fear. If I made a mistake, perhaps we would never be able to go back. The relationship between son-in-law and mother-in-law—if something really happened—or even if nothing happened, it would be an awkward situation we couldn't face. My mother-in-law looked at me in surprise, then glanced down at me. Her face instantly turned bright red. Because I wasn't wearing underwear, my penis was bulging out of my thin pajamas, pressing against her abdomen. Because we were so close, my penis was less than two centimeters away from her lower abdomen through my pajamas. To make matters worse, my pants were wet, and my erect penis was pressed against them, making it quite noticeable from above. Seeing my mother-in-law speechless with embarrassment, I grinned foolishly, "Mom, I'm sorry, it's just so disappointing." Seeing my joke, my mother-in-law relaxed a little, saying, "It's alright, Xiaofen is pregnant, it must be hard on you, baby." I said, "Haha, it's not hard, becoming a father is a good thing, just bear with it, Mom, you can go out now, I'll call you when I'm done." My mother-in-law hesitated for a moment and said, "Silly child, let me help you take it off." I said, "Mom, I'm not wearing underwear, I'd better not, I'm afraid you'll be embarrassed." My mother-in-law said, "What's there to be embarrassed about for an old woman like me? I'm not..." "I've never seen it before," I said, and I saw my mother-in-law's face turn even redder. But she still pretended to be calm and said, "If you're shy, close your eyes." I knew my mother-in-law was afraid I'd fall if I took them off myself, and I felt a warmth in my heart. I said, "Mom isn't old at all. So many people dream of having such a beautiful woman like Mom help me take off my pants, haha." My mother-in-law laughed and said, "What kind of time is this to be so cheeky?" Hearing my mother-in-law say that, my heavy mood and inner fear dissipated. I realized it wasn't a big deal; I had just exaggerated the situation. Even so, I felt as if time had stood still. I could feel my mother-in-law taking a deep breath and then exhaling. I knew that although she spoke lightly, she had mustered a lot of courage to do this. I watched as she slowly bent down, put her hands on my waist, pulled on the elastic band of my pants, and pulled them down. I looked down at my mother-in-law's flushed cheeks. I realized she was doing it with her eyes closed, and I couldn't help but find her adorable. As my mother-in-law pulled down her pajama bottoms, my erect penis was pressed down along the elastic band, parallel to her legs, until it was free from the pants' restraint. Then it suddenly sprang back up, and I saw a long, thin stream of fluid from the glans splash onto my mother-in-law's chest. I wonder if my mother-in-law, bent over with her eyes closed, felt it, or if the fluid from those few bounces hit her face. If that happened, it would be incredibly embarrassing. Fortunately, my mother-in-law didn't open her eyes. She slowly pulled her pants down to her knees and said, "Xiao Li, you can sit down now. Mom will go out first. You take your pants off and hide under the covers." I said, "Okay—ah!" Because my mother-in-law hadn't seen me, I pulled my pants down a little further, and the elastic band stopped right where my knee had been scraped. I couldn't help but cry out in pain.

My mother-in-law was already half-squatting when she unconsciously opened her eyes, only to realize that she had pulled my pants down to my wound. Panicked, she squatted down and pulled the pants down to her ankles. Then, looking up, she saw a scene that embarrassed both of us: she—my own mother-in-law—was squatting in front of me, and above her head was my erect penis, still dripping wet, which had dripped onto her hair and onto her face when she looked up at me. I thought, after experiencing something so embarrassing, all the previous embarrassments didn't seem so awkward anymore. My mother-in-law's

face turned even redder. Forgetting everything else, she stood up, avoiding my penis, and ran out, closing the door behind her. I sat on the bed, feeling remorseful for a long time, thinking that I shouldn't have let my mother-in-law help me take off my pants; how could we possibly get along now?

Lost in regret for what felt like an eternity, I was interrupted by a knock on the door. Then came my mother-in-law's gentle voice:

"Xiao Li, are you lying down? Mom will come in and put some medicine on you."

I quickly grabbed a pair of underwear from the closet, put them on, and hid under the covers, pretending to be relaxed as I said,

"Mom, it's ready."

My mother-in-law pushed open the door, holding cotton swabs and medicine. I could tell she had just washed her face.

She said urgently, "Why are you covering your knees with the blanket? They'll get infected. Quickly expose your knees." I said, "Okay." Then I quickly threw off the blanket. When my mother-in-law saw me lift the blanket, she exclaimed loudly and quickly turned away. She probably didn't know I was already wearing underwear. Seeing my mother-in-law's girlish appearance, I couldn't help but feel touched. I smiled and said, "Mom, it's okay, I'm wearing underwear." My mother-in-law then turned back, pretending to be angry but saying gently, "You're such a grown-up, don't be embarrassed not to wear underwear." Then she knelt down by the bed.

"I didn't know I'd fall," I said, looking at my mother-in-law with a guilty expression. "Mom, I'm sorry." Seeing my distress, she said gently, "Silly child, it's alright. Just don't drink for so long in the future, it's bad for your health." I said, "Okay, Mom, don't be angry, I won't drink anymore." She said contentedly, "Your words are getting sweeter and sweeter. Stretch your leg over a bit, I'll put some medicine on it." Seeing that she didn't seem too bothered by what had just happened, I joked, "Mom, look, you've seen me like that, you have to take responsibility for me." She pretended to be angry and said, "I've given you my only precious daughter, what more do you want?" Despite her tone, she gently moistened the cotton swab and applied it to my wound.

In my heart, I thought, "I must still miss you, Mom," but I said, "Mom, what do you want?" She pressed the cotton swab against my wound with a little force: "Mom wants you to shut up and be obedient." I said, "Okay, I'll be a blockhead." She didn't say anything, but continued applying the medicine. A few strands of hair fell from my forehead, and I saw that they were wet. Looking at my mother-in-law's serene and contented expression, a sense of happiness welled up within me, and my mood brightened, making my mind clearer. I sang, "123, wooden man, who says wooden man? Whoever listens to me is a little pig." My mother-in-law chuckled and said, "You're almost a father, and you're still like a child." I said, "In front of my mother, I'll always be a child." My mother-in-law said, "It's rare that you accept me as your mother; you probably hated me before." I said, "That's because I didn't realize how good my mother is before." My mother-in-law said, "You're like honey; so many women have died at your hands." I said, "Mom, you're wronging me. If I were to die at the hands of a woman, two would be enough for me in my life." My mother-in-law said, "Oh dear, you still dare to do things that hurt Xiaofen. Who's the other one?" I said, "The other one is both far away and right in front of me." My mother-in-law didn't stop what she was doing, smiling broadly, and said, "You've even learned to tease your mother now." I said, "No, it's the truth." My mother-in-law put away the medicine and said, "Alright, the medicine is applied. You don't need to bandage this little wound." I said, "Thank you, Mom." Watching my mother-in-law leave and throw the cotton swabs in the trash, I noticed her pants were still wet, and I couldn't help but feel annoyed at my own carelessness. I shouted outside, "Mom, aren't you going to change your clothes? Don't catch a cold!" My mother-in-law threw the cotton swabs in front of her and came back in, saying softly, "I forgot. I'll take a shower and change my clothes later, and I'll make you some noodles." Hearing her say "make you noodles" again, I perked up and joked, "My goodness, why do you always want me to eat your noodles?" I emphasized those words, but she probably didn't understand what I meant. I

said seriously, "So what do you want to eat?"

I said, "I want to eat you—" I deliberately dragged out the "you," "Or make me some noodles, haha." My mother-in-law rolled her eyes and said, "You're so irresponsible." Then she came over and covered me with a blanket, carefully covering me to avoid touching the wound, and then used a blanket to cover me below the knees, before turning to leave. In a flash, I don't know if it was a brain fart or what, I sat up and took my mother-in-law's soft, delicate hand. My mother-in-law looked at me with surprise, and I looked at her with surprise too. Not knowing what to say, I hesitated for a long time before sweetly saying to her, "Mom, you're so good." My mother-in-law beamed, "Silly child, lie down quickly, Mom's going to take a shower." I reluctantly let go of her hand, and soon heard the sound of dripping water from the bathroom. Knowing she was taking a shower, I felt inexplicably happy. Reflecting on what had just happened and what I had said to her, I realized that our relationship seemed to have grown even closer.

After her shower, my mother-in-law cooked noodles for me. Watching me wolf them down in bed, her face was full of happiness. Perhaps that's how people are; sometimes, once your attitude towards someone changes, it's like a breach in a dam on a long river—it grows bigger and bigger, unstoppable. Afterwards, I playfully asked my mother-in-law to chat with me, a patient. During our conversation, she gradually became more willing to joke with me. —If this had happened two weeks ago, I would never have imagined having such a pleasant chat with my mother-in-law.

Wu Fen returned home very late that day, while I chatted with my mother-in-law almost the entire day. Before I heard Wu Fen knock on the door, except for meals and bathroom breaks, she had been sitting by my bedside the whole time, never leaving me. She told me about everything under the sun, her experiences and stories, which made me find my mother-in-law increasingly interesting. I also felt deep sympathy and affection for the hardships she had endured. In short, the more I learned about my mother-in-law, the more fascinated I became. I never imagined we could share so much with each other.

Although I am still uncertain about the future of my relationship with my mother-in-law, at least it's a good start.

05 My mother-in-law was angry.

That night, Wu Fen put her hand on me and teased me, saying, "It's a good thing the weather is cold. If it were summer and I was sleeping on a bamboo mat, I would really have to investigate you." I smiled wryly and said, "Don't you have any sympathy? Luckily, your mother has been watching over me all day and can testify, otherwise I would be in deep trouble." Wu Fen said, "My mother, I can see it all. She's siding with you more and more now. Do you think I don't know?" Hearing Wu Fen say this, I was quite happy and said, "Haha, this is what they call a mother-in-law finding her son-in-law more and more pleasing to the eye." Wu Fen said, "I'm afraid you still don't like her." I said, "Not at all. A son-in-law finds his mother-in-law more and more pleasing to the eye too." But in my heart, I was thinking that not only did I find her more and more pleasing to the eye, but I couldn't get enough of her and wanted to see her thoroughly.

Wu Fen said, "That's good. Don't talk anymore, go to sleep. I was going to treat you well tonight." I pretended to be confused and asked, "How will I treat you?" Wu Fen said, "How do you think I'll treat you? Seeing that you've been a monk for so long, I want to comfort your body and your soul. I checked the auspicious days, and now it's time to do it." If it were before, I would definitely be happy to hear this, but today I wasn't interested at all. I sighed and said,

"It's really bad luck that I tripped and fell."

Wu Fen said, "Then don't think about it, go to sleep."

Perhaps it was because pregnancy was truly exhausting, but Wu Fen fell asleep quickly. To be honest, I was a little envious of her; she could sleep so soundly every day. I thought about what had happened during the day. My mother-in-law was looking at my penis, and my semen was dripping onto her face. My lower body involuntarily hardened again. But at that moment, I didn't want to take any actual action related to lust. I let it remain hard. I thought that although I had drunk a lot of alcohol last night, it shouldn't be this bad, and I was still dizzy in the morning. Then I thought that perhaps it was because I had been thinking about my mother-in-law every night that I had become weak. Thinking about this, I felt a little scared, after all, I was still so young. It seemed that I should try my best to control the frequency of masturbation in the future, otherwise I would really age prematurely. Even if one day my lovely mother-in-law were really lying in front of me, I wouldn't be able to get my hands on it, and that would be the most tragic thing.

And so, I fell asleep in a state of inner conflict. When I woke up the next day, it was already past ten o'clock. I figured Wu Fen had already gone to the company. I stretched and let out a long sigh of relief, feeling completely relaxed. The wound didn't look as terrible as it had yesterday, and I didn't feel any pain. I was in a great mood.

I carefully put on my pants and clothes, got up and went to the living room. I saw my mother-in-law sitting on the sofa watching TV. When she saw me, she immediately stood up and said with a smile, "It seems you recovered very quickly." That smile made me feel incredibly warm.

After yesterday's incident, I felt much closer to my mother-in-law, so I jokingly said, "Yeah, what can I say? My mom's a miracle worker, she cures everything." My mother-in-law pouted slightly but quickly recovered, though I still caught this adorable moment. She said,

"You didn't fall properly, looks like you'll have to fall a couple more times."

I said, "No wonder they say sharp tongues have soft hearts, looks like Mom's the same." My mother-in-law said, "Stop joking, go wash your face and brush your teeth, I'll make you breakfast." I asked, "What are you having?" My mother-in-law said, "I'll make you pancakes, I make you noodles every day, I'm afraid you'll get tired of them." I thought to myself, if Mom made me noodles every day, I wouldn't be afraid of getting tired of them, I'd just be afraid of them being too salty, but I said, "Okay." I quickly finished washing up and saw my mother-in-law still busy in the kitchen, I felt incredibly happy. In a daze, my mother-in-law brought the pancakes to me, and only up close did I realize that she was wearing exquisite makeup, unlike her usual light makeup. No wonder I felt she was different when she smiled earlier, but I couldn't quite put my finger on it.

I asked, "Mom, are you going on a date later?"

My mother-in-law said irritably, "Who are you going on dates with at your age?" I said, "Then why are you dressed up so nicely?" Hearing my compliment, a blush rose on her face, and she smiled like a child, saying, "You're so sweet-talking! I forgot to tell you, I have a friend, Aunt Zhu, do you remember her?" I said, "Yes, of course I remember." I definitely remembered Aunt Zhu; she was my mother-in-law's colleague. She even attended my wedding. On the surface, their relationship seemed alright, but relationships between women are very subtle, especially between middle-aged women. I heard from Wu Fen that the two were of similar age and had always... We both taught at the same school, but Aunt Zhu gradually rose through the ranks, while my mother-in-law remained a subject teacher. Because of this, my mother-in-law was secretly quite resentful, but being resentful was useless. Aunt Zhu was more tactful in dealing with people than my mother-in-law, and she was also willing to sacrifice herself. During my short stay in my parents-in-law's hometown in Jiangxi, I heard quite a few stories about her romantic affairs. In short, my mother-in-law was the kind of person who only knew how to work hard without complaint but didn't know how to flatter, while Aunt Zhu was the kind of person who not only flattered but also knew how to fawn over others. In addition, although she was middle-aged, she still had a charming appearance and was always smiling, giving people a very friendly feeling, which was very easy to deceive people.

My mother-in-law said, "She's on a business trip to Beijing for training. She'll be coming over later to see you all." I picked at the pancakes my mother-in-law had made; they were surprisingly delicious. As I ate, I said, "That's great! You can get together with her too." My mother-in-law said, "Hmph, everyone knows her. She's probably just coming to brag to me. The school sent her to Beijing to learn management experience; she'll probably be showing off in front of me again." Seeing my mother-in-law's indignant tone, I suddenly found her quite endearing and laughed, saying, "I didn't expect my mom to be like this, still so competitive. I always thought you were so unambitious." My mother-in-law blushed. Si said, "You're just a kid, you don't understand. People have to stand up for themselves, especially the two of us. Luckily, you and Xiaofen are capable and bought a house in Beijing. I guess she's coming over to see it, which is great, it'll put her down." I laughed and said, "Haha, Mom, you're so cute! Go change your clothes and dress up beautifully, you'll blow her away." My mother-in-law said, "Look at me, why am I talking to you about so many women's things? Eat up." As she spoke, she went to her room. Watching my mother-in-law's graceful figure go to her room, I found it funny. Women are really a strange species, regardless of age.

After finishing my pancakes, I took the plate to the kitchen. When I came back, I saw my mother-in-law's phone ringing on the coffee table. I called out towards her room, "Mom, your phone is ringing." My mother-in-law, probably still not dressed, asked, "Who is it?" I glanced at it and said, "It's Zhu San San. Who is that? That's a strange name." My mother-in-law from inside said, "Oh, can you bring it in for me?" I took the phone and was about to go to my mother-in-law's room when she said hurriedly, "Xiao Li, can you answer it for me? I'm not available right now." I had no choice but to stop and answer the phone.

Before I could even speak, a cheerful voice came from the other end: "I've arrived at the address you sent me, at the entrance of xx residential area. Where are you?" This was in line with Aunt Zhu's usual cheerful personality—getting straight to the point.

I said, "Aunt Zhu, this is Xiao Li."

Aunt Zhu said, "Oh, Xiao Li, where's your mother-in-law?" I said, "My mom has something to do right now and asked me to take this call." Aunt Zhu said, "Oh, I'm at the entrance of your complex now. There's a security gate, I can't get in. Are you home? Could you come down and meet me?" This woman's mouth is like a laser gun! If it were my mother-in-law, she would definitely ask gently one by one. But that's understandable, it's just her personality.

I said, "Okay, Auntie, please wait for me, I'll come down now." After hanging up, I stood at the door of my mother-in-law's room and asked, "Mom, how much longer are you getting ready? Aunt Zhu is at the entrance of the complex." My mother-in-law said, "Soon." About a minute later, my mother-in-law finally came out. To be honest, I've never seen my mother-in-law dressed so elegantly before.

Seeing me staring at her, my mother-in-law asked shyly, "What's wrong? Doesn't it look good?" She was wearing the khaki trench coat we'd bought together, unbuttoned and unbelted, over a black knit top that accentuated her bust, and tight jeans. I said, "No, it's just that I look too young." My mother-in-law said, "Did you eat too much honey this morning? Come on, tell me if it looks good or not." I said, "It looks good, really good, but Mom would look even better if you didn't dress like this." My mother-in-law said, "If you put it that way, it still doesn't look good." I said, "Nonsense, it's just that from a man's perspective, if you wore stockings and high heels, you'd blow Aunt Zhu away." My mother-in-law said, "Stop joking, let's go pick her up, otherwise she'll complain again." So, the two of us hurried out the door to meet Aunt Zhu at the entrance of the complex. Aunt Zhu saw us from afar and waved enthusiastically as we approached. My mother-in-law smiled and said, "Look at her, still so dashing." I smiled in agreement, saying, "Yes, yes."

I hadn't seen Aunt Zhu for several years, and she hadn't changed much, except that she was a bit fuller. She was wearing a business suit skirt, flesh-colored stockings, and red heels. To be honest, her legs weren't as long as my mother-in-law's, but they were still decent. However, I was a little worried that she might freeze in Beijing's weather. Her face was still as beautiful as ever, with very fair skin. Remembering the rumors I'd heard, Aunt Zhu must have been pampered by men quite a bit; no wonder she looked so radiant.

They say three women make a drama, and two middle-aged women make a drama too. My mother-in-law and Aunt Zhu hadn't seen each other in a long time, so naturally, they exchanged pleasantries. We only sat at home for a short while before it was eleven o'clock. I suggested we eat out, since Aunt Zhu had come from afar and we shouldn't be too shabby. My mother-in-law and Aunt Zhu didn't seem to mind, but while getting into the car, they quietly muttered to me that they should go to a cheaper restaurant. I just smiled and let it go, which made my mother-in-law almost pinch me. She only stopped when I said "yes." I drove to the restaurant and called Wu Fen to tell her that Aunt Zhu had come over for dinner. Wu Fen said she wasn't there right now and couldn't come back, so we should eat by ourselves and that she would invite Aunt Zhu separately another time.

The two women were taken to a lavishly decorated restaurant in Wanda Plaza. Aunt Zhu, of course, showered my mother-in-law with compliments, praising her for having a good daughter and a good son-in-law. This woman was eloquent and always spoke with a smile; she was very persuasive. I suppose she was used to speaking in a leadership style, always having a set of platitudes. But I sensed that my mother-in-law wasn't impressed. She outwardly agreed, but inwardly she was probably a hundred times more unwilling.

After ordering, Aunt Zhu said she needed to use the restroom, and my mother-in-law and I sat facing each other. My mother-in-law said, slightly annoyed, "Didn't I tell you to take us to a cheaper place? Why are we here?" I said, "My dear mother, didn't you see how flattered she was to you just now? This is all to make you look good." My mother-in-law said, "I don't need you to spend money to make my face look good; I can do it myself." I laughed and said, "It seems my miracle doctor mother is getting more and more amazing. Not only can she apply medicine and treat my illnesses, but she can also make her own face." My mother-in-law was amused by my words, and although she was still a little dissatisfied, her face softened. She said, "Stop joking around, you spendthrift, just like Wu Fen." I said, "Mom, it's not expensive. It's only a little over six hundred for the three of us. Don't worry, I'm helping you put her down." My mother-in-law said, "Are you helping me put her down, or are you just trying to show off yourself? What do you think I..." "I don't know, look at her eyes, they're wide open." I said, "Mom, that's not right. I've always only had eyes for you, no other woman." My mother-in-law said angrily, "Don't joke with me." Seeing that my mother-in-law was really angry, I said sullenly, "Okay." Seeing that I didn't speak, my mother-in-law muttered, "What age are you? Still wearing red high heels and stockings, you don't look like a teacher at all. I'd think you were an insurance salesman or an Amway promoter." Hearing my mother-in-law mutter like this, I seemed to understand something, and said with a smile, "So, someone's angry because they're jealous." My mother-in-law said angrily, "No way, don't talk nonsense." But at this moment, no amount of sophistry would work. Her expression had already betrayed her; her face was bright red, red all the way to her ears.

Women are really strange creatures. I suppressed a laugh and said, "Okay, I won't talk nonsense, as long as someone doesn't blush." Hearing this, my mother-in-law's face turned even redder, and she could only drink water to ease the embarrassment. Fortunately, Aunt Zhu returned just in time, sat down, and looked at my mother-in-law, saying, "Oh dear, your face is as red as a monkey's bottom." My mother-in-law said, "Maybe it's because the air conditioning was a bit hot when I came in." Aunt Zhu said, "It's alright, your blushing habit hasn't changed after all these years, you're like a young girl in love." My mother-in-law said, "You really are something, you don't know how to behave in front of the child." Aunt Zhu then realized she had overlooked my feelings and quickly apologized, "Oh, I'm sorry, I forgot about Xiao Li." Then she took out her phone, "Who told you two to have such a good relationship? Anyone who didn't know better would think you were her son. By the way, Xiao Li, let me add you on WeChat." I also took out my phone, but before I could say anything, my mother-in-law said, "Why would an old woman like you add a young person on WeChat?" Aunt Zhu said, "Don't worry, I won't steal your precious son-in-law away, besides, I don't even have a daughter." My mother-in-law rolled her eyes and said, "You still don't know how to behave." She could only acquiesce to it.

And so, Aunt Zhu added me on WeChat with a few quick clicks. When I looked at her profile picture, it was quite revealing; probably taken in the summer, she was wearing a deep V-neck black t-shirt, and her breasts looked like they were about to jump out. Judging by the look, they were much larger than my mother-in-law's, but given her business suit, they didn't seem that big.

Seeing me staring at her phone, Aunt Zhu leaned closer, noticing I was looking at her profile picture, and laughed heartily, saying, "How about it? Is this profile picture nice?" I felt ashamed and said shyly, "It's alright." Aunt Zhu said, "Just alright? Don't you young people like this kind of thing these days?" I didn't know how to reply for a moment, and my mother-in-law interrupted, saying, "You, you're a director, is it appropriate to use such a revealing photo as your profile picture?" It seems my mother-in-law had been paying attention to Aunt Zhu's behavior all along.

Aunt Zhu said, "This is called following the trend of young people. Otherwise, kids are getting more and more naughty, how are we supposed to discipline them? Do you think everyone is like you, putting a willow tree up as a portrait and thinking they're high-class?" This woman was really sharp; she left my mother-in-law speechless. But perhaps my mother-in-law didn't want to talk to her anymore.

Fortunately, the food came out quickly, and the three of us ate and chatted about the dishes. After eating, Aunt Zhu had to go to the train station to meet with her school leaders and go back. Considering how congested Beijing is, we took her to the subway so she could take the subway, which would be faster.

It was already three o'clock when we saw Aunt Zhu off. I asked my mother-in-law, who was sitting upright in the back seat, "Mom, are we going home or somewhere else?" My mother-in-law was looking out the window, probably not hearing me, so I repeated, "Mom, are we going home or somewhere else?" My mother-in-law said, "Whatever." Hearing her tone, I knew my mother-in-law was definitely angry, which really puzzled me. Just a second ago, I was happily saying goodbye to Aunt Zhu, and now she had changed her expression so quickly. Women's hearts are truly unfathomable.

I asked, "Mom, are you sad that Aunt Zhu left?"

My mother-in-law said, "Don't say anything, just looking at you makes me angry." I was completely confused. How could it be my fault? But then I thought, maybe she was still angry about what happened earlier, but it wasn't a big deal.

I tentatively asked, "Could it be that I offended Mom?" My mother-in-law didn't answer and continued looking out the window. Seeing that she wouldn't talk to me, I felt a little helpless. It seems that women and men are ultimately from two different planets. I said, "Mom, to make up for my mistake, I'll take you shopping for clothes." Through the rearview mirror, I saw that my mother-in-law's face was still ashen, and she ignored me. I decided to try a different approach, using a coquettish tone to gain my mother-in-law's sympathy. I feigned a pitiful expression and said, "Mom, please don't be angry. I'm injured, after all, and I spent half the day with you and Aunt Zhu. You're ungrateful and still angry with me." My mother-in-law's expression softened, and she hesitated, as if about to say something but then stopped. I continued, "Mom, I promise I won't look at anyone else anymore. I'll only look at you. I won't even look at Wu Fen; I'll only look at you, my one and only woman." My mother-in-law chuckled, her expression changing quickly. She said, "What kind of son-in-law only looks at his mother-in-law and not his wife?" Seeing her smile, I felt much more relaxed and said, "Then I'll look at both of you, but I'll look at you more often." My mother-in-law said, "Stop joking around, I..." "Let's go shopping. I need to take some nice photos for my profile picture, so that your Aunt Zhu in stockings won't embarrass me again." My mother-in-law deliberately emphasized "your Aunt Zhu in stockings," which made me burst out laughing. My mother-in-law was embarrassed by my laughter and seemed to realize she was jealous. Her face flushed red, and she said, "I'm ignoring you." To be honest, my mother-in-law's shy appearance gave me a fleeting feeling, as if I were back in the days when I was flirting with my first love. That ambiguous feeling made my heart sweet, yet also a little unwilling. I wanted to take it a step further, but I didn't know where to start.

I drove my mother-in-law back to Wanda Plaza and accompanied her to several stores, but just like last time, she only tried things on and didn't buy anything. No matter how much the sales staff talked and praised her, she wouldn't buy anything. In this respect, Wu Fen was just like my mother-in-law; once she made up her mind, it was hard to break it. We strolled around for about half an hour when my mother-in-law remembered my knee and asked with concern, "Is your leg alright? You've been walking with me for so long." I said, "It's fine, I can handle it. Besides, it's my duty to accompany a beautiful woman shopping." My mother-in-law laughed and said, "You're being cheeky again. I hate your mouth. How many girls have you fooled?" I said, "Fooling you and Wu Fen is enough. Don't wrong me." My mother-in-law said, "Then I'll believe you for now. Let's go back. Walking too much isn't good for your knee injury." Just then, we saw the fountain in the square spraying upwards. I said, "Mom, let's go take pictures of you by the fountain." My mother-in-law's face lit up, but she still said, "No, let's go back." I said, "It'll only be a little while. We'll be done quickly and come back right away." Saying that, I reached out and took my mother-in-law's hand, and we ran towards the fountain. My mother-in-law kept calling out softly from behind, "Slow down!" We stopped as we approached the fountain. I noticed my mother-in-law's face was flushed, and I realized that I had subconsciously pulled her hand and jogged along, which must have made her feel shy.

Although she was shy, she pretended to be angry and said, "Your knee isn't healed yet, and you're running like that." I could hear the concern in her voice, and I said softly, "It's okay, Mom. Go to the fountain, but don't get too close. I'll take a picture of you when the hot spring water comes up again." Like an obedient child, my mother-in-law said, "Okay." Then she walked to the fountain and turned back.

I gestured for my mother-in-law to strike a few poses so I could take some pictures and see which one looked best. However, my mother-in-law was a shy woman and didn't feel comfortable in public, so her poses didn't quite satisfy me. I had to go to her and teach her a few nicer poses, guiding her arms and lifting her legs to the right positions, telling her to just use those poses. My mother-in-law shyly agreed.

When the fountain sprayed again, I saw my mother-in-law strike the poses I had just taught her, and I found her more beautiful than ever before, like a goddess, accentuated by the shimmering water. At that moment, my heart melted.

I realized that if before it was just lust arising from unfulfilled desires, now I was hopelessly and completely in love with this woman I shouldn't love—my mother-in-law.

06 I added my mother-in-law on WeChat

that evening. After dinner, we sat down and watched TV for a while, then my mother-in-law said she was tired and went to her room early, leaving Wu Fen and me half-lying on the sofa. Wu Fen was engrossed in watching "My Love from the Star," while I had absolutely no interest in these soap operas. I told Wu Fen I was too tired and needed to lie down. Although Wu Fen was a little unhappy, seeing how tired I really was, she couldn't bear it and let me rest first.

Closing the door and lying on the warm bed, I thought about what had happened that day, feeling a sweet warmth in my heart. I wondered what my mother-in-law was thinking at that moment, whether she was also thinking about what had happened today. I even had a fleeting impulse to go see what my mother-in-law was doing, but reason and courage kept me obediently lying in bed. Thinking back and forth, unable to sleep, I searched for various websites and public accounts related to mature women, looking at photos of them. Aside from a few that amazed me, most of them didn't seem as pretty or alluring as my mother-in-law or Aunt Zhu.

Despite this, I continued searching, my curiosity growing, and my little brother was starting to stir. I stumbled upon a WeChat public account called "Flirting with Mature Women," which featured nothing but identical pictures of mature women and screenshots of chat logs showing people flirting with them. After briefly glancing at a couple of chat logs, the blatant content of their conversation ignited a fire within me. I immediately made a decision: I would try the same approach with my mother-in-law, posing as a stranger.

Exiting "Flirting with Mature Women," I remembered an old WeChat account I'd used long ago. Although I hadn't used it in ages, I still used almost all my usernames and passwords, so I quickly logged in.

Full of anticipation, I added my mother-in-law's WeChat account. A minute passed, still no response. I sent "Hello" and tried again. Another minute passed, still no response. I sent "It's a long night, can we chat?" and tried again, still no response. I knew my mother-in-law was definitely still awake, because when I entered my room earlier, I saw through the door that her light was on, which made me feel somewhat frustrated. I quickly reassured myself that perhaps my mother-in-law was reading and hadn't noticed. However, after more than ten minutes without a response, I realized that my mother-in-law was a conservative woman who didn't like interacting with strangers, so she certainly wouldn't add strangers on WeChat.

This thought made me a little annoyed. If only my mother-in-law were more outgoing like Aunt Zhu! "That's it, Aunt Zhu!" a thought suddenly struck me. I remembered that Aunt Zhu was on the train and must be bored. Why not add her and see her reaction? If I got her, it would be good practice. Thinking

this, I immediately acted, searching for Aunt Zhu's phone number and typing, "Hello, people nearby," and sending a friend request.

Soon, my phone chimed. Aunt Zhu had added me as a friend and sent me a question mark ("?"). I was both surprised and delighted, afraid of being exposed, but I quickly calmed down. After all, I hadn't used this WeChat account in a long time; there were no updates on my Moments, and the profile picture was just Pikachu. Aunt Zhu definitely didn't know it was me.

Looking at Aunt Zhu's profile picture with her bare chest, I decided to tease her a bit and see if she was really as promiscuous as the rumors said. I typed and sent her a message: "Beautiful lady, what does this question mark mean?" Aunt Zhu replied: "Who are you?" I replied: "I'm the man who brushed past you in our past life, the man whose shoulder I rubbed raw." Aunt Zhu replied: "What do you mean?" I replied: "They say it takes five hundred glances in a past life to brush past each other in this life. We're on the same train today, so how many billions of glances must we have exchanged in our past lives to brush shoulders raw, to be on the same train in this life?" Aunt Zhu replied: "Is this how you tease little girls? I'm not a little girl." I imagined Aunt Zhu laughing flirtatiously and provocatively, and I felt a surge of secret pleasure, and my courage grew... I figured she was getting older, and since she didn't know me anyway, she'd just block me. I replied, "I don't know if you're a little girl, but I know you'll be my woman." Aunt Zhu immediately replied, "Get lost." I replied, "Then I'll go to your carriage. Which carriage are you in?" Aunt Zhu replied, "Carriage 10. Come over here and I'll beat you up." I decided to tease Aunt Zhu a bit. After a while, I replied, "I'm in carriage 10, but I don't see you." Aunt Zhu said, "I'm right here, 047." To be honest, I didn't know if she was actually in carriage 10, 047. If she really was, then Aunt Zhu was indeed as the rumors said—quite provocative, daring to meet a complete stranger so easily. If it were my mother-in-law, she'd rather die than tell you anything like that.

I pretended to be angry and said, "I just looked and there is a woman, but she looks so different from your profile picture. Your profile picture is so beautiful, you damn liar, you damn liar, why don't you just die?" Aunt Zhu replied, "My profile picture is me. Why are you insulting me? I'm in a sleeper berth, sitting in this aisle seat, and I haven't seen anyone come over." Judging from her message, although I insulted Aunt Zhu, she wasn't really angry. I guess my trick worked. On the surface, I was insulting her, but actually I was praising her. This slut probably likes to satisfy her vanity like this.

I feigned surprise and replied, "Huh? My carriage number 10 has hard seats. Are we not on the same train?" Aunt Zhu replied, "I'm going to Jiangxi, aren't you?" I replied, "I'm from Hunan to Beijing. No way, it seems we just happened to pass each other on the train and sparked a connection." Aunt Zhu replied, "Haha, that's quite a coincidence." I replied, "So, are you still going to hit me, the man you're destined to meet? The woman you're destined to meet?" Aunt Zhu replied, "Come over and try it, you'll see." I replied, "You definitely wouldn't want to hit me." Aunt Zhu replied, "How so?" I replied, "Because I'm a fortune teller." Aunt Zhu: "Oh my, a fortune teller?" "Then tell me your fortune." I replied, "Okay, what do you want me to tell?" Aunt Zhu replied, "Anything, whatever you want to tell, as long as it's accurate, I'll believe you; if it's inaccurate, I'll slap you." I replied, "Okay, then I'll tell you what you're wearing today?" Aunt Zhu replied, "I'll believe you out of the blue." I replied, "Hurry up and let this fortune teller see. Today you're wearing a business suit, stockings, and red high heels. You're very proud of your figure, so this outfit accentuates it perfectly, making countless men infatuated." Aunt Zhu replied, "You pervert." I think she must be looking around now, trying to see if anyone is watching her.

I replied, "Stop looking around. Now do you believe I'm a fortune teller? I can even tell you're wearing red underwear." Aunt Zhu replied, "Is it really that amazing?" I replied, "Now do you believe me, red underwear goddess?" — Actually, what I was thinking was that when we were eating at Wanda Plaza today, I saw your slutty pussy covered by red underwear through the smooth floor.

Aunt Zhu said, "Let's not talk about these things anymore, let's talk about something else."

Seeing Aunt Zhu say this, I didn't press her. After all, it was our first conversation, and it was best to keep it brief; otherwise, it might provoke her displeasure. So, we chatted casually, about her family, her work, and other random things. Through the conversation, I felt that Aunt Zhu was indeed quite talkative and could take a joke. Occasionally, she would throw in a dirty joke or two, and she seemed quite happy about it. I couldn't help but feel a bit fond of Aunt Zhu; this kind of woman seemed to be from a completely different planet from my mother-in-law.

We chatted until almost eleven o'clock, until I heard Wu Fen turn off the TV and come in. I then ended the conversation by saying I had something to do the next morning and needed to sleep.

Wu Fen, assuming I was asleep, held my erect penis in her hand and muttered to herself, "Silly husband, I'm so sorry to have put you through this." Listening to her, a wave of guilt washed over me, but I pretended to be asleep.

Soon, Wu Fen fell into a deep sleep. Hearing her even breathing, I tossed and turned, unable to sleep. I picked up my phone; my mother-in-law still hadn't added me, and I had no desire to continue chatting with Aunt Zhu. I opened the "Flirting with Mature Beauties" WeChat official account, looked at the chat history, and left a message asking, "What if someone adds you as a friend and ignores you?" Then, thinking about recent events with my mother-in-law

, I fell asleep. In my dream, my mother-in-law was sobbing softly. I asked her why she was crying, but she ignored me. I reached out to touch her tear-streaked face, but my hand and arm felt an electric shock-like pain. Then her face appeared and disappeared, her red face from crying, causing me immense heartache. Slowly, I watched her face blur and vanish until it disappeared completely.

When I woke up, Wu Fen wasn't beside me; she must have gone to the company early as usual. Thinking about last night's dream, I felt a pang of loss. I quickly put on my clothes and went to the living room, but my mother-in-law wasn't there. Her bedroom door was open, but she wasn't inside either. I immediately became anxious, thinking that last night's dream was definitely not a good omen.

I dialed my mother-in-law's number, and it took a while to connect. I asked impatiently, "Mom, where are you?" My mother-in-law's gentle voice came from the other end of the line: "Xiao Li, what's wrong? Mom's buying groceries." I felt an unprecedented sense of relief. I've always been an impatient person, and it seems only my mother-in-law can calm me down.

I said, "It's nothing, I just had a dream that Mom left me." My mother-in-law said, "Silly child, how could Mom abandon you? Don't think too much about it. Have you washed up? If not, go wash up quickly. Mom's coming home soon; I've brought you a delicious breakfast." I said, "Okay." I hung up and went to wash up. Looking at myself in the mirror, I realized that I had become so dependent on my mother-in-law without even realizing it. I gave a bitter smile, unsure whether this was a good thing or a bad thing.

After washing up, seeing that my mother-in-law hadn't returned yet, I opened WeChat and saw a reply to my message from "Flirting with a Mature Beauty." It read, "If it's an acquaintance, it's easy. The greeting should be based on her interests and hobbies. Most importantly, you need perseverance." Seeing this, I found it uninteresting; anyone can say such empty words, so I deleted the message to avoid Wu Fen seeing it.

I opened another WeChat account. Aunt Zhu hadn't contacted me first, which surprised me a bit. I thought, this flirtatious woman, we chatted so happily yesterday, but today she didn't reach out. But then I quickly thought, this flirtatious woman probably has plenty of men around her; one more won't make a difference. Looking at her Moments, the earliest post was around 7 AM, saying "Home is best," accompanied by a full-body photo of herself at Ganzhou train station, arms outstretched, her large breasts seemingly about to burst the buttons of her shirt. Judging from that, Aunt Zhu's breasts were indeed very large.

I commented below, "Makes me fantasize, good morning big-breasted beauty." Then I closed WeChat and waited for my mother-in-law to come back.

About ten minutes later, I heard her inserting the key to open the door. I quickly got up to greet her. When I opened the door and saw her beautiful face, I felt like a lover reunited after a long separation. I leaned over and took her bag, smelling her faint fragrance. My little brother involuntarily felt a stirring. Luckily, I was wearing jeans today, so it wasn't too noticeable when I stood up straight, but it felt a little painful from being restrained.

My mother-in-law changed her shoes and came inside. She took off her long red wool coat, saying as she did so, "It's so much more comfortable at home. It's getting colder and colder outside. This Beijing weather is unbearable." I said, "Mom, you're complaining about the cold now? Imagine what it'll be like in two months." Watching her take off her coat, I saw a white knit sweater that perfectly showcased her ample bosom. Her black trousers made her legs look even longer, and I couldn't help but feel a surge of desire; my little brother was getting even more aroused.

Seeing me staring at her, my mother-in-law said, "What are you staring at? Haven't you ever seen a beautiful woman before?" After saying that, she chuckled, a blush spreading across her face. If it were before, she probably would have blushed to the roots of her ears—and I doubt she would have said that before either.

I said, "Yes, Mom, you have such a great figure, why can't people look at you?" My mother-in-law said, "Stop joking, go eat, it won't taste good if it gets cold," and then muttered, "I've been staying at home every day since I came to Beijing, and I've gained weight." And I must say, my mother-in-law has indeed gained some weight since she arrived, and her complexion is much healthier. I said, "Yes, it's good to be a little chubby, it looks so good, makes you look younger." Saying this, I walked to the sofa, put breakfast on the coffee table, and opened it to find it was wontons. The aroma was irresistible, making me even hungrier, and my little brother wasn't as firm as before.

My mother-in-law said, "I'm planning to practice yoga to lose weight."

I said, "Mom, I think you're just wasting your time. You have a great figure, I like it very much. Being too thin isn't good." My mother-in-law said, "What's the use of your liking? I think it's better to be thinner." I sighed, "It seems all women are the same; my mom is also someone who loves beauty." Then I scooped up a wonton with a spoon and stuffed it into my mouth. Maybe I was too hungry, and I was so focused on talking to my mother-in-law that I forgot the wonton was still very hot. When I stuffed it in, it burned my tongue terribly. I quickly yelled and tried to push the wonton away with my tongue to reduce the damage.

My mother-in-law came over anxiously and quickly put her soft palm to my mouth, saying with a hint of anger,

"Are you stupid? Spit it out! How old are you? You can't even be careful when eating wontons." Although she was angry, I could hear the heartache in her voice.

I couldn't bear the pain anymore and spat the wonton into my mother-in-law's palm. Then I breathed heavily.

Seeing my state, my mother-in-law burst into laughter, making me feel embarrassed. I said, "Mom, don't you have any conscience? I'm burned like this, and you're still laughing at me." She said, "This will teach you a lesson; you won't dare eat wontons like that again." She then held out her other hand, saying, "Look at you, you've spat all over my hand, and on your chin too. Don't move, let me wipe it for you." She then used her other hand to wipe my chin. As her soft, white hands moved over my chin, I could smell the strong scent of her hand cream, Dabao SOD.

After wiping, she threw the wontons in the trash and went to wash her hands. I wiped my mouth with a tissue and then realized something: why was she in such a hurry to wipe my mouth without using a tissue? Then I thought, perhaps Wu Fen used to do this often; it was just a habit.

My mother-in-law washed and dried her hands before coming to the living room. She said gently, with a hint of self-reproach, "Eat slowly. I'll never buy you wontons again." I sat on the sofa and said, "Okay, I don't want wontons anymore. Mom's are a hundred times better." My mother-in-law smiled and said, "Come on, let Mom try a wonton and see if it's sweet. How come my son-in-law has such a sweet tongue?" Hearing this, I felt incredibly sweet. I scooped up a wonton, holding one hand underneath to prevent it from falling, and said to my mother-in-law, "Mom, it really is sweet. Try one." My mother-in-law said, "Don't be silly. Wontons aren't sweet, they're not glutinous rice balls." I looked very serious, then blew on the wonton and said, "Yes, Mom, it's really sweet. Try one." My mother-in-law said, "How could that be? Although they have glutinous rice balls, they wouldn't mix up salt and sugar, would they?" I said, "Mom, you don't believe me? Try it." With that, I stood up.

My mother-in-law and I were standing face to face. She was a head shorter than me. I held the spoon to her mouth, keeping my other hand underneath to prevent the wonton from falling. I said, "Mom, it's cold now, so it won't be like before. Try one and see if it's sweet." I saw my mother-in-law blinking; she had applied thin eyeliner, making her look charming and alluring. She opened her mouth hesitantly, and I fed her the wonton. Seeing that she had the wonton in her mouth, I smiled and said,

"Good girl, a good girl is one who loves to eat."

Before she even had a chance to chew, she knew I was teasing her and tried to pinch me. I didn't resist or dodge, letting her pinch me. She let go after a few seconds. Women are all the same; they make a big show of it, but once you let her pinch you, you don't want to pinch too hard.

I said, "Mom, is it good?"

My mother-in-law is a well-mannered woman, so she usually doesn't speak when she has food in her mouth. This time was no exception. I saw her face flushed as she slowly chewed the wontons until she swallowed them all. Then she rolled her eyes and said to me,

"Stop teasing your mother. Eat up, I have to go to the kitchen." Seeing her back as she went to the kitchen, I guessed she was embarrassed. I felt incredibly excited. The moment I fed her the wontons, I truly experienced an unprecedented flutter in my heart. I decided that no matter what, I had to win over my lovely mother-in-law, even if it was against all reason, even if I died a terrible death.

After quickly finishing the wontons, I thought about how to conquer this fortress of my mother-in-law. After all, directly revealing my feelings was definitely unrealistic, and it would only offend her. She would definitely be wary of our relationship in the future, which would backfire. After thinking it over, the only way was to use another WeChat account, create a fake identity, and slowly get to know my mother-in-law, making her like the fake me.

But right now, she doesn't even want to add me on WeChat, which is really annoying. —I suddenly remembered the reply from the "Flirting with Mature Beauties" WeChat official account that had just been deleted. It suggested catering to their interests, which sounded a bit pretentious, but it wouldn't hurt to give it a try. My mother-in-law is an avid reader, with a deep interest in classical Chinese literature and poetry. This might be a starting point.

Seeing her busy in the kitchen, I felt incredibly happy, yet also a little melancholy. Suddenly, I remembered a poem I'd read before called "The Phoenix Seeks Its Mate," and an idea struck me. I quickly logged into the WeChat account, added my mother-in-law's number, and wrote, "There is a beautiful woman, whom I cannot forget once I see her," before sending it.

Seeing my mother-in-law's phone "ding" on the dining table, I knew she had received it, and my heart fluttered. But she was still busy in the kitchen and didn't hear the phone ring. About ten minutes later, my mother-in-law came out of the kitchen after preparing the vegetables, picked up her phone and asked, "Are you finished eating?" I said, "Yes, Mom, your phone rang just now. Did someone call you?" My mother-in-law looked at her phone and said, "No, someone I don't know sent me a WeChat message. You watch some TV, Mom will go to her room and read a book. I'll make you something delicious later." I pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Okay." Actually, my heart was already racing. I figured my mother-in-law definitely wouldn't reply.

My mother-in-law went into her bedroom, and just as I was feeling a deep sense of defeat, my phone rang. The screen showed that my mother-in-law had added me as a friend and sent a message: "I miss you terribly, even if I haven't seen you for a day. You're so persistent, why do you keep adding me?" My heart felt like it was going to jump out of my chest. If someone won the lottery, this is probably how I would feel right now.

I replied, "I just felt a connection with your profile picture, so I wanted to add you. I didn't want to miss an opportunity." After a long wait, my mother-in-law finally replied, "Many people say my profile picture is tacky. What opportunity? What's your name?" I calmed myself and replied, "I'll tell you later. My surname is Yang, and my given name is Tao." My mother-in-law replied, "Yang Tao? My son-in-law's name is Li Tao, haha." Seeing this, I immediately regretted it. I used to use the fake name Yang Tao when flirting on forums, so it was natural for me to tell my mother-in-law that. I never imagined it would greatly increase the chances of being exposed.

Although I felt guilty and my heart was racing, I pretended to be casual and said, "Really? You already have a son-in-law?

How old are you?"

My mother-in-law replied, "Asking a woman's age is impolite. Never mind, I'm not chatting with you anymore, I need to read." I replied, "No, wait, chat with me." I waited a long time, but still no reply.

I sent another message: "Sister, you said you have a son-in-law, but I don't believe it." Still no reply.

It wasn't until 11:30 when my mother-in-law came out to cook that I still hadn't received a reply. This made me deeply frustrated; I didn't know what I had said wrong. But then I thought, at least I'd added her on WeChat, there would be plenty of opportunities later.

Okay, I admit I'm being a bit of a wishful thinker, but I still held onto hope that my mother-in-law would respond. In the days after I added my mother-in-law on WeChat using a secondary account after

returning to her hometown in Jiangxi in 2007

, we didn't chat much. I suppose that's just my mother-in-law's personality; she doesn't like chatting with strangers. Especially since I hadn't completely distinguished between Aunt Zhu and my mother-in-law at first, which seemed a bit frivolous, I guess this made her somewhat resentful. If I sent her five messages, she'd be lucky to get a reply, and that usually came when I sent "Good morning," and she'd just reply with a simple "Morning."

But one day I noticed my mother-in-law had changed her profile picture. It was a photo I'd taken of her by the fountain at Wanda Plaza; she'd cropped her upper body for it, and her radiant smile made me feel a surge of affection.

Looking at my mother-in-law's tender eyes in her profile picture, I sent her a WeChat message: "Your photo is beautiful." There was still no response for a long time, so I sent another message, a little annoyed: "I can feel how happy you were in that moment. I bet it was taken by a man you deeply love." My mother-in-law quickly replied with four words: "How do you know?" It seemed she didn't realize I was deliberately trying to provoke her with those words out of anger. I thought she would scold me for making things up, after all, it was her son-in-law who took the photo, yet I, a "stranger," claimed it was taken by the man she loved. But she didn't, which surprised me.

I looked at her lovely profile picture again and replied: "I feel that sometimes, the way your loved one takes a photo of you is completely different from how you take a photo of yourself. I can see the doting affection in your photo." As I replied, I felt incredibly sweet inside, thinking this might be an opportunity to start a conversation with my mother-in-law, and also let her think about her son-in-law in real life—a win-win situation. After waiting for a long time, my mother-in-law only sent a smiley face emoji.

I continued to ask, "Did I say something wrong?" But she didn't reply.

This instantly extinguished the flame that had just ignited in my heart. I didn't know if she agreed with me or disagreed. If she agreed, we would have talked more; if she disagreed, she would probably scold me for talking nonsense and tell me that her son-in-law took the picture. But her silence left me guessing.

After that, we went back to how things were before. No matter what inspirational quotes or jokes I sent her, all I got was a "good morning" and no response. As the days went by and the weather got colder, I got used to it. I sent my mother-in-law "good morning" every day, and I didn't feel like sending anything else.

In real life, my relationship with my mother-in-law became more and more harmonious.

Because of my mother-in-law's excellent cooking skills, I quickly gained 10 pounds during this period. After realizing I'd gained weight, I tried to eat less every time. Wu Fen would also tell me to eat less and watch my weight. But every time, my mother-in-law would chime in with things like, "Men should be a little chubby; it looks better when you're chubby," and I'd inevitably surrender. This bothered Wu Fen a lot. She felt I'd been completely won over by her mother's love of food and had sold my soul, and that I'd become a big fat man sooner or later. My mother-in-law, on the other hand, said Wu Fen was too harsh on me.

At each of our two meals a day, the two of them would argue about whether I should eat more or less, each sticking to their own opinion. Sometimes, we'd be talking about completely unrelated things, but because I ate a piece of meat, Wu Fen would remind me to control myself, while my mother-in-law would launch into a long lecture about how a man's ability to eat is a blessing. Wu Fen would argue, pointing out the diseases caused by obesity, and so on. Sometimes my mother-in-law would bluntly say, "What kind of man is he if he can't eat? What's the use of him?" While saying this, she would often frantically pile meat into my bowl, which made Wu Fen roll her eyes at us, saying I was becoming decadent and that my mother-in-law was contradicting herself. While

Wu Fen said my mother-in-law was contradicting herself, I actually somewhat agreed. She kept telling me that being a little chubby was a sign of good fortune, but she couldn't stand the extra weight on her own body. I guess after I inadvertently mentioned my mother-in-law's plumpness last time, she asked me to buy her a yoga mat, yoga clothes, and other yoga essentials on Taobao, and even asked me to search for yoga tutorials for her on the internet TV.

Yoga tests flexibility, and my mother-in-law, who hasn't been an active person most of her life, couldn't handle it. For a long time, we could hear her screaming in agony at home, but she stubbornly persisted.

Her efforts paid off. After a period of practice, her belly gradually flattened, and her buttocks became more rounded and lifted. Her black and white tight-fitting yoga pants perfectly hugged her plump buttocks; sometimes when I saw her doing yoga on the mat, I was afraid those pants would burst. The tight yoga clothes naturally accentuated her curves, and I often stared in a daze, my little brother often getting uncontrollably erect because of her yoga poses.

At first, my mother-in-law followed the tutorial, but she wasn't very skilled at many of the poses and seemed a little shy. I remember when I first bought her yoga clothes, she looked at her curvaceous figure in the mirror and blushed instantly, saying, "It feels like I'm not wearing anything." I said, "Mom, this is how you wear yoga clothes. Look how flattering it is! I really don't understand, Mom, you have such a great figure, big in the right places, curvy in the right places, why do you have to suffer like this?" After saying that, I gave my mother-in-law a mischievous smile, and her face turned even redder. If it were before, I definitely wouldn't have said that to her. Now our relationship is getting better and better, especially with her constantly urging me to eat more, it makes me feel like we're on the same side, united against a common enemy. My mother

-in-law said shyly, "Aren't you ashamed? I don't want to talk to you about it." Sometimes I have to admire my mother-in-law; she's a woman of her word. She wasn't defeated by the difficulties of practicing yoga. At first, she couldn't do many of the movements by herself, so she would ask Wu Fen for help. But as Wu Fen's belly grew bigger, she would try to get me to help my mother-in-law instead. I was more than happy to do that, as it allowed me to have closer contact with my mother-in-law. Initially, when I helped my mother-in-law support her fleshy waist or long legs, she would blush. It was clear she wasn't used to being touched by a strange man, especially her son-in-law, but she gradually got used to it.

Every time I helped my mother-in-law straighten up for yoga, it was both a gift and a punishment for me.

Touching my mother-in-law's increasingly supple body, smelling her faint body odor and perfume, and looking at her curvaceous figure and the fine beads of sweat on her forehead from exertion, I would always have all sorts of fantasies. When Wu Fen wasn't around, it was alright, except my little brother would get hard and hurt from being constricted by my underwear. If Wu Fen was around, I had to be careful not to let her find out. You can imagine the feeling—a classic case of extremes, both enjoyment and torment.

Life went on like this, and during this time, Wu Fen and I made love once. Perhaps because she was heavily pregnant, I couldn't let go. To avoid affecting the baby, she knelt down, her big buttocks raised, and I ejaculated after thrusting into her body for more than ten minutes. Afterwards, Wu Fen lay on her back on the bed and asked me casually, "Do you have another woman on the side?"

I laughed and asked her, "Why do you say that?"

Wu Fen said, "It's just a feeling. It's like our lovemaking wasn't like this before. Back then, you were always so passionate." I laughed and said, "I'm getting old, I don't have that much passion anymore." Then, realizing that what I said was inappropriate, I sighed and said, "Sigh, maybe it's because I'm always thinking about your big belly, so I don't dare to do anything reckless, afraid of any bad consequences." Wu Fen said, "It's not that. I feel like you have another woman in your heart." Hearing this, I instantly broke out in a cold sweat, but I still tried to remain calm and said, "Silly girl, how could I like another woman? I only have you in my heart, don't overthink it." Wu Fen said, "Hmm, I hope so." I couldn't detect any emotion in her words, which made me quite anxious. I wondered if she had noticed something. Wu Fen had always been a smart woman, good at reading people. If she found out that I had feelings for my mother-in-law, how heartbroken she would be.

Especially just now, when we were making love, I felt listless until my mother-in-law's delicate image appeared in my mind—her tender, watery eyes, her light eyeliner, her small mouth sucking my fingers, her increasingly rounded buttocks from practicing yoga, and her two large, swaying breasts. Only then did I feel the atmosphere of lovemaking become increasingly firm and excited. I fantasized that Wu Fen's pert buttocks were my mother-in-law's pert buttocks from practicing yoga, and finally, I ejaculated hard inside her.

That night, after Wu Fen fell asleep, I fell into deep thought. Suddenly, I was terrified of losing everything, terrified of losing Wu Fen, and even more terrified of losing my mother-in-law. I even felt that if we could maintain this situation, it would be good enough. After all, if I really had a relationship with my mother-in-law, whom I longed for day and night, that was against the natural order, how would we face each other and Wu Fen? Even if we didn't have sex, what if Wu Fen found out that I was thinking about her mother all the time, or if my mother-in-law found out that I was thinking about having sex with her all the time? How would we deal with that?

In the days that followed, I intentionally kept myself busy, waking up early every day to go to the company and return home with Wu Fen. At home, I tried to avoid being alone with my mother-in-law. Fortunately, her yoga postures became increasingly standardized, and she no longer needed my help. I also stopped initiating conversations with her, and she probably felt that it was best to have one less person bothering her.

I hoped that these actions would reduce my impulses and feelings of infatuation towards her, but things didn't go as planned; the more I did this, the stronger my longing for her became. Later, I thought of a solution, like managing the Yellow River's floods in ancient times—it's better to dredge than to block. My method was to flirt with Aunt Zhu to divert her attention.

Aunt Zhu was indeed an easy woman to flirt with; she was talkative and self-centered. A few flattering words were enough to make her beam with joy. After more than half a month of flirting, our chats had moved beyond the initial tentative exploration and escalated directly to the most fundamental sexual desires. Our conversations became increasingly daring; sometimes late at night I would send her pictures of my erect penis, and she would send me pictures of her large, sagging breasts. Her breasts were larger than my mother-in-law's, but their shape wasn't as beautiful—they were typical papaya-shaped breasts. Even so, they still filled me with endless longing.

We made love a few times on WeChat, and each time I listened to her panting, I couldn't resist. Whenever she asked me to send voice messages, I would make excuses, since Wu Fen was always fast asleep next to me, and more importantly, if I sent a voice message, it would give me away.

A person's energy is indeed limited. While I was getting passionate with Aunt Zhu, my desire for my mother-in-law diminished considerably. I was glad this method worked, avoiding the awkwardness of the three of us—Wu Fen, my mother-in-law, and me—and allowing me to enjoy Aunt Zhu's allure.

Time flies, and it was mid-December when my mother-in-law received a call from our hometown. My father-in-law had suddenly collapsed while practicing Tai Chi that morning. After being taken to the hospital, the doctor said it might be cancer, but a definitive diagnosis was needed. We were told to return to Jiangxi immediately.

This alarmed us. Wu Fen suggested the three of us return to Jiangxi to see her father, but my mother-in-law stopped us, saying that her large pregnancy made it inconvenient, and with the year-end approaching and many things to do at work, she wanted Wu Fen and me to stay in Beijing while she went back alone to check on things.

Wu Fen was worried about her mother-in-law going back alone, and given the seriousness of the situation, it wouldn't be right for her children not to go. After much deliberation, she decided to let my mother-in-law and me go back, as her large belly made travel unsuitable.

Unable to buy plane tickets for the next two days, we hurriedly bought sleeper train tickets for that night.

On the train, my mother-in-law sat anxiously in the aisle seat. Knowing it wasn't a good time to say anything, I lay down on the lower bunk and played on my phone, occasionally chatting and flirting with Aunt Zhu. The thought of possibly seeing her again filled me with a strange excitement. But I didn't tell her the truth, nor did I intend to. I certainly didn't want anything to actually happen between us—I didn't have the guts. I figured flirting with her like this was good enough. If she knew it was me flirting with her on the other end of the screen, she'd probably want to tear me apart.

I fell asleep while we were chatting. When I woke up, the lights in the carriage were dimmed, and everyone else was still fast asleep. I felt the blanket wrapped tightly around me, unusually warm, as if it were warming me to my core. I checked my phone; it was 3 a.m. I stretched and realized my mother-in-law was still sitting in the same spot. She was looking out the window. Hearing me stretch, she turned and just looked at me without saying a word.

In the dim light, I saw a reflection in her eyes. I realized she was crying, and my heart ached. I sat up, put on my shoes and a coat, and went to her side. "Mom, what's wrong?" I asked. She turned her head away and continued looking out the window, saying, "Mom's fine. You can go back to sleep." But her choked voice betrayed her.

To be honest, I can't stand seeing women cry. Wu Fen cried like that before, leaving me helpless. I think it's a failure for a man to make a woman cry. Wu Fen felt that way, and so did my mother-in-law. I stood there, and without thinking, I cupped my mother-in-law's head in my hands, pulling her close to my chest, saying, "Mom, it'll be alright." Looking back, this seemingly intimate gesture didn't push her away. She nestled in my arms, sobbing softly, and all I could do was stand there, stroking her hair, just like Wu Fen had done when she cried. I think perhaps my mother-in-law truly needed someone to lean on; she couldn't face the possibility that my father-in-law really had cancer.

She cried in my arms for a long time before finally pushing me away. I could feel her tears seeping through her thick undershirt and touching my skin. I wished time could stand still at that moment, as I stroked her hair, comforting her, and she leaned on me like a little woman.

My mother-in-law said, "Xiao Li, I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself just now." Seeing that she had calmed down a lot, I tried to cheer her up by laughing and saying, "It's okay, as long as Mom doesn't mind that I made your hair oily, haha." Sure enough, my mother-in-law revealed a shallow dimple, and at the same time, her eyes were filled with tears, which touched my heart again. I added, "When Wu Fen used to throw tantrums, she would ask me to hold her like this and stroke her hair." Hearing this, my mother-in-law's face instantly turned red, and in the dim light, she looked even more pitiful.

My mother-in-law cleared her throat shyly and said, "Xiao Li, would you like to sit down and chat with Mom?" Then she gestured for me to sit opposite her.

I sat down opposite my mother-in-law, and we looked at each other. My mother-in-law was embarrassed by my gaze and asked me, "What's wrong? Does Mom look ugly when she cries?" I said, "No, Mom, when you cry, it gives people a feeling of pity and tenderness, haha." My mother-in-law lowered her voice and said, "Shh—" "Keep your voice down, don't wake them up." I said, "Okay." My mother-in-law lowered her head, playing with her fingers, and said softly, "Xiao Li, has Mom done something wrong lately?" I asked, puzzled, "Mom, what are you saying? I've gained more than ten pounds while you're in Beijing, you've made me so plump and healthy. Where in the world can I find a mother-in-law as good as you? You even cover me up when I kick off the covers." My mother-in-law continued to play with her fingers and said, "You're always being cheeky. How do you know I covered you up?" I said, "I always like to kick off the covers when I sleep. I never sleep with the covers neatly made up. Wu Fen always criticizes me for it." "My mother-in-law continued softly, "You little rascal, I was afraid you'd catch a cold, so I covered you up several times last night. But you kicked it off almost immediately, just like a little kid." I said, "Thank you, Mom. You didn't stay up all night just to cover your precious son-in-law, did you?" My mother-in-law smiled charmingly, rolled her eyes at me, and said, "Dream on." It seemed my teasing had made her forget her earlier worries. She continued, "Seriously, why have you been deliberately avoiding me lately?" I understood. No wonder she asked me that earlier; she'd noticed I was deliberately avoiding her. But I couldn't exactly tell her the truth—that her son-in-law had designs on her all the time, that he was in love with her, and that he was avoiding her for everyone's sake. I chuckled and said, "Mom, don't mention it, I've just been too busy lately." My mother-in-law blinked and asked, "Really?" I raised my hand as if to swear, "Absolutely true, if there's even a hint of a lie, may God—" Before I could finish, my mother-in-law sealed my lips with three fingers, saying, "Mom believes you, silly child." At that moment, I felt a surge of sweetness. I kissed my mother-in-law's fingers, and she seemed to realize something was amiss, quickly pulling her hand back. Her blush, which had just subsided, returned, and she blinked like a child who had made a mistake.

To ease her embarrassment, I deliberately said in a funny tone, "Da Bao sod, who doesn't love Mom's favorite?" My mother-in-law was amused by my sudden joke and burst into laughter, and I laughed too. But she quickly lowered her laughter, gesturing for me to be quieter. That's just the kind of woman she is; she's always so considerate of others' feelings, even complete strangers.

My mother-in-law's smile faded, probably thinking of my father-in-law in the hospital bed. She sighed deeply, "I wonder what's wrong with her father. I hope nothing bad has happened." I said, "Mom, don't worry, everything will be alright. Good people are always protected." Looking at my mother-in-law's slightly haggard appearance, my heart ached. "Mom, even if something happens, I'll take care of you for the rest of my life." My mother-in-law looked at me with emotion and said, "Her father and I always wanted a son, but the one-child policy was strict back then. If we had another child, we would both lose our jobs. This has always been her..." "Dad has regrets in his heart, but thankfully you're here now. Thank you, Xiao Li. Mom has always treated you like her own son." Seeing my mother-in-law so moved, I couldn't help but feel happy: "Mom, I'm embarrassed to say thank you." Then I joked, "I don't consider you my real mother." My mother-in-law's face paled, and her bright and cheerful appearance instantly dimmed. I realized I had gone too far with the joke, so I quickly replied, "With such a beautiful mother like me, I'd definitely want to treat her like a stepmother." Although my mother-in-law didn't understand what I meant, she knew from my expression that I was teasing her. She regained her happy expression and tried to pinch me, saying, "I told you not to always tease Mom, I told you not to always tease Mom." She gently pinched me for two seconds and then let go.

I said, "I know I was wrong, Mom. Look how beautiful the scenery is outside." My mother-in-law didn't speak, but followed my gaze to the window, watching the trees and villages rushing past, the twinkling lights appearing and disappearing. We just quietly looked out the window, listening to the wind and the clanging of the train. I enjoyed this feeling; it seemed that only with my mother-in-law could I calm down and feel warmth.

I didn't know what my mother-in-law was thinking. Perhaps she was thinking about my father-in-law lying in the hospital bed, or perhaps she was trying to connect with the man sitting opposite her—her son-in-law.

Through the glass, I could see my mother-in-law's delicate silhouette reflected in the glass, sometimes appearing, sometimes disappearing, making me feel a sense of unreality.

I suddenly thought of the lyrics in Li Zongsheng's "Hill," "What you want but can't have, what can you do about life?" That must be the feeling.

Although I couldn't have it, at that moment, I wished that the train would be like in "Snowpiercer," rushing on endlessly.

08 Taking advantage of Aunt Zhu was discovered by my mother-in-law, and the consequences were severe.

Materialists say, "Matter is objective and does not change according to human will." Therefore, no matter how much I hoped this train would never stop, allowing my mother-in-law and me to be alone forever, it couldn't stop the inevitable fact that we had arrived at Ganzhou Railway Station.

At the exit, we saw Aunt Zhu waving to us from afar. More than a month had passed since we last met, and Aunt Zhu was still as enthusiastic as ever, just like her attire. From bottom to top, she wore red high heels, followed by long black patterned stockings that perfectly showcased her beautiful legs. Her short skirt started above her knees, just covering her hips, and a bright red scarf was draped over her light blue blazer. Coupled with Aunt Zhu's signature smile, I couldn't help but feel a little tempted. Thinking back to the scene of flirting with Aunt Zhu on the train yesterday, my desires began to stir.

After a brief greeting, the two women hurried towards the parking lot. Aunt Zhu, despite wearing a short, form-fitting skirt, walked briskly with small, quick steps, chatting as she went. I followed behind, watching Aunt Zhu's hips sway rhythmically from side to side. Then I looked at my mother-in-law. She wore a light purple wool coat, flat leather shoes, and black casual pants, completely covering her body—practically nothing to see. —I couldn't help but sigh at the vast difference between people. In terms of figure, my mother-in-law was taller than Aunt Zhu, and thanks to her recent yoga practice, she looked more elegant. Yet, she didn't like to show herself off. Aunt Zhu was wearing such alluring patterned black stockings; I guessed my mother-in-law might even be wearing thermal underwear under her casual pants.

As we walked, Aunt Zhu told me about my father-in-law's situation, which calmed my mother-in-law's anxious mood slightly. My father-in-law, possibly due to low blood sugar and his already weak constitution, was practicing Tai Chi that morning when a sanitation worker nearby was burning leaves and he was affected by the fumes. He reportedly lay on the ground for over two hours without anyone daring to help him until the police arrived after 9 AM and took him to the hospital.

At the hospital, the consulting doctor was a relatively inexperienced intern who, based on the fainting and the discovery of a tumor, suggested it might be cancer. X-rays were taken, but the results aren't available yet. However, an experienced doctor had already determined that it was just a common tumor and nothing serious, and had given the intern a severe dressing-down. To be on the safe side, my father-in-law is still in the hospital, waiting for a call this afternoon.

Once in the car, my mother-in-law had completely calmed down, though she was still a little resentful. She muttered to Aunt Zhu, "Oh, it wasn't a big deal, but it made Xiao Li and me rush back." Aunt Zhu started the car and said in an exaggerated tone, "Oh my, Liu Yueping, you're a typical case of forgetting your husband now that you have a son-in-law." My mother-in-law said angrily, "Don't talk nonsense. You're becoming more and more unserious, shameless in front of the children." To be honest, it was the first time I'd ever seen my mother-in-law so angry. She always spoke softly and gently before.

Aunt Zhu, probably rarely seeing her mother-in-law angry, realized the joke had gone a bit too far and quickly said,

"My bad, I'm so sorry, Pingping, I was just joking, look how upset you are." Her mother-in-law looked out the window, still seemingly angry, and said, "Watch your words next time. You're such a grown woman, still acting like a child." Aunt Zhu could tell her mother-in-law was still angry, so she sighed and didn't continue. Her mother-in-law also didn't seem inclined to speak, looking out at the gray sky.

The atmosphere in the cramped car became extremely awkward. After passing several traffic lights, I decided to start a conversation to ease the seemingly frozen atmosphere.

I feigned curiosity and said to Aunt Zhu, who was driving, "Auntie, I feel like the temperature in Jiangxi is about the same as in Beijing. It's so cold, aren't you cold wearing so little?" Seeing my attempt to be friendly, Aunt Zhu's previously worried face instantly lit up with a smile, and she regained her usual cheerful tone, saying, "Haha, of course I'm cold! Look, even your mother is wearing a wool coat." I felt that Aunt Zhu really wasn't a vengeful person; she didn't seem to care that my mother-in-law had just turned on her. If it were an ordinary middle-aged woman, she would have already started a fight.

I glanced at my mother-in-law. Although she was still looking out the window, she seemed to be listening to our conversation. She said,

"If that's the case, why are you dressed so scantily? Are you going to the hospital every day to contribute to the country?" Aunt Zhu laughed and said, "Haha, you should understand." I looked at my mother-in-law again. Her hesitant expression was quite adorable. I pretended to be clueless and asked, "I don't understand, Auntie, can you explain it to me?" Aunt Zhu said, "Come on, if you look at it from a man's perspective, you'll understand." At this point, my mother-in-law couldn't sit still anymore and poked Aunt Zhu's waist, making Aunt Zhu yelp and say cheerfully:

"Liu Yueping, what are you doing? Your son-in-law and I discussing this topic didn't bother you, did it? You can continue being angry." My mother-in-law said softly, "Stop talking and focus on driving. It's not meaningful for someone your age to talk about these things with a child." Seeing that my mother-in-law's tone had softened, Aunt Zhu said cheerfully, "Liu Yueping, Liu Yueping, what great abilities does your son-in-law have that make you protect him like this? You think he's young, but I think he's not young at all." After saying that, she laughed to herself. This made me a little embarrassed, and my mother-in-law's face instantly turned red to the roots of her ears. When she saw me looking at her, she turned even redder and quickly turned to look out the window.

I said, "Auntie, that's not right of you. You've offended both my mother and me." Aunt Zhu said, "That makes me unhappy. You two ganged up on me, that's not fair." My mother-in-law blushed and said, "If she doesn't protect her own mother, does she expect her to protect an outsider like you? Just drive and don't say anything." Aunt Zhu said, "Liu Yueping, now that you've come back from the capital, you have more of a leader's air than me. It's my own car, I can say whatever I want, it's none of your business."... And so, the two of them bickered all the way to the hospital, and I occasionally chimed in.

But overall, I preferred watching the two women bicker; after all, two attractive middle-aged women arguing was quite a treat.

When we were almost at the hospital and about to get out of the car, my mother-in-law took Aunt Zhu's hand and said, "Xiaoqin, I'm sorry for what happened earlier, I lost my temper with you." Although she spoke softly, I still heard her. I never expected my mother-in-law to have such a cute side, able to admit her mistake and correct it.

Aunt Zhu said, "Hey, what are you talking about? We're practically family. Tell your husband, Lao Wu, to treat us to a big meal tonight." After this short interaction, my perception of Aunt Zhu changed. Before, my understanding of her came from rumors, plus a few virtual encounters with her on WeChat, which led me to subconsciously think that Aunt Zhu was a slut. But after this interaction, I don't know if she slept with me or not, but I feel that even if she didn't, she could still win some favors with her charm. When

we got to the ward, there wasn't much conversation beyond brief pleasantries. My father-in-law and mother-in-law didn't seem to have any particular affection for each other. I don't know if it was because Aunt Zhu and I were there that they felt embarrassed, or if they were just naturally quiet. After all, they've been married for so many years, they're not like young people anymore. Around noon, my father-in-law's sister, Wu Yuhan, arrived. She was quite pretty, but a very feisty woman. I had heard Wu Fen mention her name before we got married. Wu Yuhan is two years older than my father-in-law. She's always doted on her younger brother. The reason we rushed back was because of her phone call. She exaggeratedly claimed her brother had terminal cancer and was dying, with no wife or children by his side, making him more pitiful than a beggar.

Upon arrival, she naturally launched into a barrage of sarcastic remarks about my mother-in-law, openly and subtly criticizing her for going to Beijing to enjoy a better life while neglecting my father-in-law at home. My father-in-law, who had always been subservient to his older sister, didn't dare utter a word, letting her nag on. Aunt Zhu knew Wu Yuhan was a formidable character, so she made an excuse about school and left as soon as she arrived. My mother-in-law must have suffered a lot at Wu Yuhan's hands before, which is why she didn't respond or argue. Seeing that my mother-in-law ignored her, Wu Yuhan became even angrier and her words became even harsher.

Wu Yuhan said, "Knowing that he is not in good health, you still went to Beijing and didn't even think about coming back. Have you already made up your mind while you're in Beijing?" These words were indeed very hurtful. I clearly saw my mother-in-law's eyes instantly redden, and I couldn't help but feel heartbroken, as if I had been pricked by a needle. At this moment, my cowardly father-in-law seemed indifferent, letting his sister bully his wife.

Seeing my mother-in-law's aggrieved look, I really wanted to rush up and slap Wu Yuhan twice, but after all, she was an elder, so I restrained my impulse and said in a firm tone, "Aunt, it's one thing for you to mutter about my mother just now, but don't you know what my mother is doing in Beijing? She has to take care of Wu Fen all the time, and you still say such things. Moreover, don't you think it's going too far to talk about my mother in front of me, a junior?" I guess Wu Yuhan rarely saw anyone talk back to her, and she was speechless for a moment. Her pretty face turned red, but this red was different from my mother-in-law's pitiful red; it was a red that made me secretly happy. Seeing this from his hospital bed, my father-in-law, trying to prevent things from escalating, stepped in as a peacemaker, saying, "Everyone, please say less. Sister, really, you're saying all this as soon as Pingping got back, especially in front of Xiao Li." Wu Yuhan snorted and left the room. I glanced at my mother-in-law and saw that although her eyes were still red, she was looking at me with a relieved smile. I felt like I'd received some kind of reward, and my heart was filled with joy. I thought how great it would have been if I had just rushed up and slapped that woman twice, to teach her a lesson for bullying my mother-in-law.

We stayed in the room until the afternoon when the attending physician came in with the X-rays, followed by a young doctor, probably the half-baked intern Aunt Zhu had mentioned. He kept apologizing to us, saying that what should have been a simple diagnosis had become so complicated. He apologized even more after learning that my mother-in-law and I had rushed back from Beijing overnight.

We immediately discharged my father-in-law from the hospital. He was quite shaken, feeling like he'd escaped death and been given a second chance at life. He said he'd treat us to a celebratory meal that evening.

At the table, besides the three of us, there were several of my father-in-law's relatives and Aunt Zhu. My father-in-law invited Wu Yuhan, but she didn't come, presumably still holding a grudge about me talking back to her. Indeed, she'd always been seen as an authority figure. Wu Fen told me that her grandmother had passed away early, and Wu Yuhan was the eldest, so besides Wu Fen's grandfather, she was the head of the household. Later, at work, her bold and assertive style gradually made her an authority figure as well. After marriage, her husband was a notoriously henpecked husband—used to being an authority figure, she was furious when someone challenged her authority. Just thinking about how this assertive woman might be too angry to eat right now made me incredibly happy.

After a few drinks, my father-in-law got a little carried away, playing drinking games with his relatives, their shouts growing louder and louder. I sat between my mother-in-law and Aunt Zhu. My mother-in-law didn't drink; after eating a little, she sat upright, staring at the TV on the wall. Aunt Zhu, having just finished several rounds of drinks with them, had a flushed face and looked quite adorable. She disdained playing drinking games with my father-in-law and the others, occasionally taking out her phone to chat with others on WeChat, and occasionally clinking glasses with me for a drink. This woman became less talkative after drinking, as silent as my mother-in-law, which made me a little uncomfortable.

Looking at the faint blush on Aunt Zhu's face and her dreamy eyes, and then at her red stilettos and patterned black stockings under the table, I couldn't help but have impure thoughts, and my lower body felt incredibly swollen. But with my mother-in-law beside me, I didn't dare to make a move. If my mother-in-law weren't there, it would be better; I could talk to Aunt Zhu, or at least flirt with her using a fake account.

My lower body was unbearably aroused, and my father-in-law and the others showed no sign of backing down. I said to my mother-in-law,

"Mom, why don't we go home first? I've had too much to drink and I'm a little sleepy." My mother-in-law looked up from the TV, glanced at my father-in-law and the others who were still playing rock-paper-scissors, and said, "Alright, you take a taxi home first. I need to look after your dad, lest he be back in the hospital tomorrow after just being discharged." I was really feeling pent up, and I was indeed a little dizzy from drinking, so I told my father-in-law and uncles that I wanted to go home first. They tried to persuade me to stay a few times, but seeing that I was determined to go home, they ignored me and continued playing rock-paper-scissors. I stood up to leave, and Aunt Zhu also stood up unsteadily, putting her arm around my arm. I could clearly feel my arm touching soft flesh. Looking at Aunt Zhu's adorable appearance, I thought that if we weren't in public, I would definitely pick her up and have sex with her.

I stole a glance at my mother-in-law and noticed a fleeting look of dissatisfaction in her expression. I wondered if I was just imagining things because I was drunk.

Seeing Aunt Zhu clinging to my arm, my father-in-law loudly said, "Xiao Li, take Aunt Zhu home before you go back. Don't—don't—let her drive." Hearing my father-in-law's slurred speech, I found it unusually pleasant, given the excellent opportunity.

I said, "Okay, Dad, you guys drink. I'll take Aunt Zhu home first," and then to my mother-in-law,

"Mom, I'm leaving now."

My father-in-law was playing a drinking game and didn't pay attention to me, while my mother-in-law said, "Okay, be careful. After taking Aunt Zhu home, go home immediately. It's cold at night, don't catch a cold." So, I helped the swaying Aunt Zhu out of the restaurant. A gust of cold wind instantly hit us, making me much more sober. My previously restless heart even wavered a little. Although my lower body was still swollen, my soberness actually made me less daring. At this moment, Aunt Zhu was almost half-lying in my arms, her two soft breasts, which I had seen on WeChat, now intimately touching mine through her clothes. The strong fragrance emanating from her mingled with the smell of alcohol intensified my already conflicted feelings. I tentatively called out "Aunt Zhu" a few times, but she didn't respond; she was probably too drunk and had blacked out.

I put one of Aunt Zhu's hands on my shoulder and helped her walk forward, intending to hail a taxi at the roadside. I thought that perhaps once we were in the car, I could decide what to do.

Although I was still conflicted about whether or not to take Aunt Zhu to a hotel and have my way with her, my hand, which was wrapped around her waist, began to wander. I tentatively reached up and touched the edge of Aunt Zhu's breasts through her clothes. Seeing that Aunt Zhu didn't react, I continued to touch her as we walked, until my entire hand was on Aunt Zhu's breasts. I have to say, Aunt Zhu's breasts were really big; I couldn't even grab them with one hand. I tried to feel her nipples with my index finger, but unfortunately, her clothes were too thick to feel them. I could only gently rub her breasts with my hand, not daring to make any big movements, afraid that she might suddenly sober up. At the same time, I felt incredibly excited, my penis was about to burst out. If there were a bed here, I would definitely have fucked Aunt Zhu right away, but my remaining rationality told me that there was no bed here, and doing so would be immoral.

Finally, we reached the roadside. I touched Aunt Zhu's breasts and could hear her soft moans. I guessed that Aunt Zhu's vagina must be overflowing with desire. Smelling her strong perfume, my last remaining rationality was devoured by lust. I decided to take Aunt Zhu to a hotel and fuck her hard.

Finally, I saw a taxi slowly driving by. I was as excited as if I had discovered a new continent. After all, I was about to go to a hotel with Aunt Zhu and fuck her hard. Just then, I heard a voice from behind, "Xiao Li, wait for Mom." I turned around and saw my mother-in-law standing right in front of me. I asked, "Mom, why are you out here too? Weren't you waiting for Dad?" My mother-in-law walked to my side and said softly, "Mom was worried about you; you don't know this place." But soon, she exclaimed in surprise, "What are you doing?" It turned out she had seen my hand on Aunt Zhu's large breasts. I had been so focused on talking to my mother-in-law that I had forgotten to remove it. My mother-in-law quickly helped Aunt Zhu up and then almost forcefully pushed me away from her.

Seeing my mother-in-law's unpleasant expression, I quickly said, "Mom, I wasn't paying attention. I'm sorry, Mom." My mother-in-law said unhappily, "Why are you apologizing to me? Tell her, tell your wife, it's a good thing I came out, otherwise who knows what you might have done." Taking advantage of my drunken state, I said coquettishly, "Mom, I really didn't mean it, why are you accusing me?" My mother-in-law said sternly, "Whether I'm accusing you or not, you know in your heart. I noticed your gaze was off just now, staring at her constantly. How can you do this to Xiaofen? Huh?" After being scolded by my mother-in-law, I sobered up considerably and realized the seriousness of the situation, not knowing how to defend myself. At this moment, the taxi stopped in front of us. My mother-in-law, still angry, said, "Hurry up and open the door." I obediently opened the door, wanting to help my mother-in-law help Aunt Zhu get in, but my mother-in-law pushed me away forcefully. I realized my mother-in-law was really angry this time; she had never been so furious before. I didn't dare to help anymore, and could only watch as this frail woman forcefully shoved another drunk woman into the car.

After my mother-in-law got into the car, I remained standing outside. She said to me, "What are you still standing outside for? Are you planning to freeze to death?" I obediently got into the car. When we arrived at Aunt Zhu's building, my mother-in-law told me to stay in the car and not move, then she painstakingly carried Aunt Zhu into her home by herself.

The taxi driver offered me a cigarette, lit one for himself, and said leisurely, "Kid, you're quite the ladies' man." Thinking of my angry mother-in-law, I asked dejectedly, "I'm beyond tears, what ladies' man?" The taxi driver said, "It's obvious, the woman who hasn't been drinking likes you, and she's fighting with the drunk woman for your attention." I said, "What nonsense are you talking about? She's my—" The words caught in my throat. I suddenly realized that some things shouldn't be said to strangers, otherwise it would only cause more trouble.

The taxi driver said, "What do you mean, 'you'? I think these two women are both around thirty, at the age where they're eager to get married. So they're fighting over you, huh? Haha." Hearing this, I couldn't help but laugh. My mother-in-law and Aunt Zhu were both over forty, and although they were well-maintained, to be mistaken for being around thirty, I wondered how blind this taxi driver must be. Thinking about my mother-in-law, I didn't bother chatting with him, and he tactfully smoked and ignored me.

After a long wait, my mother-in-law finally settled Aunt Zhu downstairs and returned to the car.

On the taxi ride home, we were silent. By now, I was completely sober. Sitting in the passenger seat, I secretly glanced at my mother-in-law's ashen face and tightly clenched lips through the rearview mirror, and began to regret what I had done to Wu Fen and my mother-in-law. No wonder my mother-in-law was so angry. The taxi driver, probably a seasoned businessman, although he didn't know the specifics of what had happened, understood that the woman in the back was angry with me, and I wanted forgiveness.

He displayed the usual enthusiasm of a taxi driver, saying, "What can't a young couple resolve? As the old saying goes, 'A couple may quarrel at the head of the bed, but they'll make up at the foot.' Don't hold grudges. Go back to bed, get on with your chores, and everything will be fine." The driver's words sounded like a tongue twister, and he was probably quite pleased with himself, but unfortunately, my mother-in-law was still angry and retorted, "Shut up." The driver, being good-natured, didn't get angry, but just said to me sullenly, "Brother, it's good to have a wife like this; she's got a good command of the household." Then he stopped talking and focused on driving. Looking in the rearview mirror, I saw my mother-in-law still biting her lip, but her face seemed to have lost its previous lividity and become a little rosy, quite adorable. Even so, I still didn't dare say a word.

When we got home, my mother-in-law led me to Wu Fen's room, casually telling me to "wash up and go to bed early," before turning and going straight to her own room without looking back.

Watching my mother-in-law's departing figure, I had a strange feeling, as if I were about to lose this woman forever. The night

my mother-in-law didn't return to Beijing and took advantage of Aunt Zhu was

destined to be a sleepless one. I took out cigarettes from my bag and smoked one after another until I clearly felt unwell, experiencing bouts of dizziness, before stopping. But I still couldn't fall asleep. My mind replayed everything that had just happened, recalling my mother-in-law's ashen face. I knew that at this crucial moment, my mother-in-law definitely wouldn't tell Wu Fen about this; after all, Wu Fen's belly was getting bigger, and if she were too heartbroken, no one could predict what problems might arise. A larger part of my sadness stemmed from my mother-in-law's ashen face and the look of anger mixed with disappointment in her eyes when she saw me touching Aunt Zhu's breasts. I was

more afraid than ever of losing my mother-in-law, and given her stubborn personality, erasing this memory would be extremely difficult.

I suddenly felt a strong urge to talk to someone, but upon opening WeChat, I sadly discovered that I had no real friends left to confide in. Time flies; I've gained a lot over the years, but inevitably lost even more. I could only open my alternate account and look at my mother-in-law's profile picture. Her smiling face was a stark contrast to her earlier angry expression, and all of this was my own doing. Opening her Moments, I saw Aunt Zhu's post: just four simple words, "Drunk, headache." A wave of guilt washed over me. Aunt Zhu was my mother-in-law's colleague, and I had disrespected her. Regardless of whether she was truly as promiscuous as the rumors suggested, I had no right to disrespect her.

I commented on her post with my alternate account: "Don't drink too much, it's bad for your health." A moment later, my phone rang. It was a message from Aunt Zhu to my alternate account: "I didn't expect you to be such a coward." I thought about it for a long time, but I still couldn't figure out why Aunt Zhu would send me this message. I could only timidly send back a "?" Aunt Zhu immediately replied: "Li Tao, do you think this is funny? When we chatted on WeChat before, weren't you always so damn bold? How come when it really comes to actually going into battle, you become a damn deserter?" Seeing Aunt Zhu's message, my head, which had been feeling dizzy from smoking too much, instantly snapped back to reality, and a cold sweat broke out on my back. It turns out Aunt Zhu was faking being drunk. She actually knew everything. My seemingly casual touch of her breasts was actually tacitly approved. Knowing this, I couldn't help but feel annoyed. I blamed myself for not being decisive enough; my hesitation gave my mother-in-law time to catch up. Otherwise, things wouldn't have turned out this way. I would have not only won over Aunt Zhu, but also avoided hurting my lovable mother-in-law. —Wait, how did Aunt Zhu know that the alternate account was mine? I was so caught up in my annoyance that I forgot about that.

I decided to play dumb and cautiously sent Aunt Zhu a message: "Wife, what are you saying? Who is Li Tao? You didn't do something to betray your man, did you, you little slut?" Aunt Zhu quickly replied: "Go to hell, you coward. Did your mother-in-law scold you a couple of times and you become impotent?" Seeing that she actually brought up my mother-in-law and said such things, I was quite annoyed and replied: "Yes, so what? If you weren't pretending to be asleep, just tell me directly. We're already in the big bed in the hotel, and your cunt has already been fucked red by me." Aunt Zhu replied: "Finally admitting it, huh? Now I doubt whether you have the ability. You even fucked my cunt raw. I'm afraid you won't be able to get hard. Go find your good mother-in-law to make you hard." Although I was always thinking about my mother-in-law and looking forward to something happening with her, I was not happy to hear Aunt Zhu say this. I felt that she was insulting my mother-in-law. I replied somewhat angrily, "Aunt Zhu, are you sick? Why are you always targeting my mom? Do you think it's okay to speak ill of his mother-in-law in front of someone else's son-in-law?" Aunt Zhu replied, "Oh my, so protective of your mother-in-law? Then why don't you live with her? I misjudged you, thinking you were a man of principle. You're just a typical keyboard warrior." I didn't want to argue with Aunt Zhu about this pointless topic, and at that moment I really wanted someone to comfort my soul. I quickly sent a message on the screen: "Auntie, I'm sorry for what happened today. I was just regretting my indecisiveness, which gave my mom time to come and steal the opportunity. I'm sorry." Aunt Zhu replied, "Oh, never mind, never mind. I also bear some responsibility for this. You're like a prostitute trying to have a memorial arch." I guess Aunt Zhu saw that I had softened, because through the screen I could sense that her anger had subsided.

I replied, "Auntie, how can you say that about yourself? You're not a slut, you're the best woman I've ever met." Aunt Zhu replied, "Stop trying to sweet-talk me. You should focus on comforting your mother and making sure she doesn't tell your wife, that's the most important thing." Before I could reply, Aunt Zhu sent another message: "I don't think your mother will tell your wife, don't worry too much." It seems this woman understands my mother-in-law quite well.

I replied, "Yes, I hope so. Auntie, I'm really sorry for today. I think tonight is the biggest regret of my life." Although this message sounded a bit fake, I still sent it without thinking. After all, women like to hear nice things, whether they're sluts or virgins.

Aunt Zhu replied, "You, you made me all wet down there today, really, I hate you so much." Seeing Aunt Zhu revert to her usual flirtatious manner when chatting with me, I was overjoyed and replied, "Wife, I have a serious question for you." Aunt Zhu quickly replied with a question mark, "What is it, so serious?" I replied, "How did you know I was Li Tao, and when did you start knowing?" Aunt Zhu replied, "You really think I'm stupid? There are no fortune tellers in this world. It's the 21st century, and people still tell fortunes. I knew it was you the first day you added me, and you even said I was wearing red underwear. You're quite the sharp-eyed one. That day you kept staring at me, and I could tell your mother was unhappy, but you still kept staring at me. You must have scolded your precious son-in-law a lot when you got home." I couldn't help but admire this woman. She had me completely fooled. Before, when I chatted with her on WeChat and had sex, I thought I was very powerful and could easily get her. Now it seems that she was just waiting for me to take the bait. Thinking about this, I couldn't help but feel a little defeated. But I still pretended to be happy and replied, "Okay, Auntie, you're amazing." After sending it, I realized another problem: since Aunt Zhu knew it was me on the first day, what about my mother-in-law? Would she also know it was me? After all, I had made an obvious mistake.

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