Spring is Beautiful 01 (Martial Arts Science Fiction Adult Novel)

Episode 1

【Content Introduction】

When luck comes, you can’t stop it!

The rural boy Xu Zixing accidentally received a secret technique from an old lama due to an act of kindness, and the boy became no longer ordinary. After his parents passed away suddenly, he became so poor that he immersed himself in practicing martial arts and ignored worldly affairs. His life of leisure and ease was quite comfortable. But when Xu Zixing showed kindness again and saved the beautiful young woman who was almost raped, the door of evil desire in his heart was opened...

Want to be the best among people, want to have the best of the best!

Will Xu Zixing's road to success be as smooth as he planned?

Chapter 1: Chunshui Town, Chunshui Village

Chapter 2: Punishing the Corn Thief

Chapter 3 Catching an adulterer late at night

Chapter 4 Yufeng is angry

Chapter 5: Scoring twice

Chapter VI Reporting

Chapter 7: Showing off one's prowess

Chapter 8 Killing Two Birds with One Stone

Chapter 1: Chunshui Town, Chunshui Village

I live in Chunshui Village, Chunshui Town. I am a strong young man who is famous far and wide. At that time, several ruffians in the village went to my ninth uncle's house to make trouble. My ninth uncle's wife Xu Yufeng hurried to my house to find me. I followed them without saying a word. I fought against several people alone, with fists against daggers. In no time, I beat them to the ground and left in shame and anger.

By now, everyone knew that the kid from Old Xu's family was a good fighter. When those little rascals saw me, they hid from me like a mouse seeing a cat. When they couldn't avoid me anymore, they greeted me enthusiastically and called me "Brother Xu". I couldn't be too harsh, so I just nodded and gave them face.

My grandmother's house is in the same village as mine, but one is at the east end of the village and the other is at the west end, a few hundred meters apart. My parents died in an earthquake, and I should have died too, but I was lucky and the qigong I learned saved me. I was already in my teens at that time.

My ninth uncle is from the same village as me. His parents died when he was seven years old. My grandmother had no son, so she adopted him as her own son and treated him closer to her than her own biological son. He was a very filial man. He went out to work after graduating from high school. At that time in the village, graduating from high school was a big deal. He was a great scholar. If he could be admitted to university, he would bring honor to the family. But he refused to take the exam and wanted to go out to work, which made his grandfather very angry. Later, he earned money and brought back a wife who was very beautiful and kind. She was very prestigious in the whole village.

He bought another tractor. At that time, there was not even one in the entire town. He used it to help others with transportation. Within a few years, he became one of the richest people in the village. He built a large tiled house, which was spacious and bright, and brought his grandparents to live with him.

Yufeng doesn't work either, she just stays at home to take care of the two old people. They also have a daughter, who is sent to the town's central primary school. She looks like Yufeng, very beautiful. I call her sister, and I have dreamed of marrying her since I was a child.

After the accident in my family, Yufeng wanted to take me in to live with her. I was also a little moved. It would be so happy to live with such a beautiful woman. But my uncle didn't agree. He said that I should live by myself and make my own living. I hated him so much at that time, but as I read more and more, I could understand his intentions. When he said something about God giving me great responsibilities, I was confused, but now I know what he meant.

I am living a very good life now. I have two acres of land, which belongs to my ninth uncle. His family does not need to farm now, but uses the money to buy food. We have a cow, five sheep, and a small mud house, and we live a very good life. We grow corn and rice in spring, and wheat in autumn. The food is enough for me to eat. In addition, I grow all kinds of vegetables in the garden at home, so I can live a self-sufficient small farmer's life.

I only studied until the third grade of elementary school. My parents died and there was no one to pay my tuition, so I had to study roughly. But I always ranked first in my grades when I was in school, which might be related to the Qigong I learned. After returning home, I became more interested in reading than when I was in school. There is such a saying as this. Only when you lose it do you realize its value! I can understand this sentence.

When I was in school, I didn't like studying very much. I just followed the teacher's instructions, paid attention in class, and did homework after class. I didn't put much effort into it, nor was I as hardworking as the teacher said in the letter to my parents. Somehow, I always got the first place in the exams. Maybe I'm really smart? I think it has something to do with my Qigong.

Speaking of the Qigong that I practice, it is shrouded in mystery. It was a winter afternoon, and it was snowing heavily. The snowflakes were as big as eyes, and the fields were covered with white, which reminded me of a word in my elementary school textbook. Silver world. The snow was thick enough to cover the ankles, which is rare in our village.

At that time, my father was working as a farmhand in my uncle's house, helping to drive the car. My ninth uncle has many tractors, but only this one car. One morning, he drank two sips of liquor, and left happily to deliver goods to the town.

I think he was so happy, maybe it was related to the things they did in the room last night. Anyway, my mother was also very happy. My reasoning ability is extraordinary. The big shot in our class likes to talk about this kind of dirty stuff. As soon as the get out of class is over, we gather in a group and listen to him. I have a strong ability to absorb, and after comparing, I can guess roughly what they did last night.

As a result, he was so happy that he forgot about the car's snow chains. Last night I said there was a lure for this life, so I took it out and oiled it.

Seeing the snow getting heavier, I had no choice but to put on everything I could wear, holding the broken chain, and headed towards the town. In fact, the town is not too far from our village, only about thirty miles away, and it usually takes more than an hour to walk there. But it was snowing, and the road was not so easy to walk on. I am small and my steps are small, so I couldn't walk fast. At the beginning, as soon as I exerted force, I fell down. After falling down twice, I didn't dare to do it anymore and could only walk obediently.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the wind was blowing, blowing the snowflakes all over the sky and straight into my collar, where they instantly turned into water and flowed down my neck. I felt so much that I wanted to pull the sky down and punch it a few times. It is also so blinding that you can't even open your eyes, let alone enjoy the snow scenery. You won't have the leisure to do so.

I squinted my eyes and found that the left side of the road was easier to walk on, so I ignored my mother's instruction to walk on the right side and walked on the left side. As I walked, I felt a little confused and suddenly tripped over something. I made a big hole on the road and my face was covered with snow, just like dipping taro in sugar before eating it. I was now like the taro dipped in sugar.

I was so angry that I stood up immediately and wanted to find the culprit to settle the score. Even if it was a stone, I would move it away. But when I looked back, it was not a stone, but a person.

When I walked up to take a look, I saw a bald old man lying there, covered tightly in snow. I touched his hand and it was ice cold, as was his face. I thought to myself. Is he dead? Alas, how pitiful! He was so old. It must be his son’s unfilial nature that caused him to freeze to death.

Suddenly, I remembered what my teacher taught me and touched his heart. Haha, it was still moving, so it looked like he was not dead. My determination to go to town wavered, I thought to myself. Anyway, Dad is fine. At most he won't be back tonight. Uncle Nine has an office there. Saving people is more important. Maybe we can save this poor old man.

So, I took off two pieces of clothes and put them on him. I ran a few steps to warm my body, and then carried him on my back. Fortunately, he was very thin and not heavy, about the same size as the little wolf in my house, which is the big wolfdog in my house.

However, I began to feel tired after walking less than a mile. Although it was not heavy at the beginning, it became heavier and heavier over time. Later, it was as heavy as my dad's. Later, it was as heavy as my dad's car.

I fell down and lay there gasping for air. The hot air from my mouth could melt the snow. The bald old man still looked like he was half unconscious. I touched his heart again and found that he was still alive. It seemed that this old man was still quite strong. What should I do?

I can't carry him anymore, how can I get him back? I squatted there thinking of a solution, and my hands almost became numb before I finally came up with a plan. Thinking about it now, I was quite stupid back then. It’s a pity that others praised me for being smart! I went to a nearby hillside to get a bunch of branches, tied them up with vines, and made them into a snow mast. When I was done, my hands were indeed frozen. How could I not be frozen after digging through the snow to find branches and tying the snow mast? I really regret not bringing the little wolf with me, otherwise I wouldn’t have to act as a dog to pull the snow mast.

This time it was much better, I could even ski downhill. Finally, I got home in the evening. My mother was cooking for us at home. When she saw me dragging a bald old man back, she asked in surprise, "Zixing, why did you bring a monk back?"

Only then did I realize that the person I saved was a monk, not an old man with no one to take care of him. I was angry, as if he had deceived me, but I was soon overwhelmed by curiosity. So this is what a monk looks like. I had heard of monks before but had never seen one. I must show off tomorrow and envy that big shot.

My mother added the snow to the boiled water and soaked the old man in the water. I asked out of curiosity and found out that people who are frozen cannot be soaked in hot water, only warm water. As for why, she didn't say anything, and said something like I wouldn't understand even if she told me. I thought she must not understand either, so I let it go. I still understand the common sense of giving others face, even though she is my mother.

Later, the bald old monk woke up and just said thank you to the young donor, as if nothing had happened. I was not very happy at heart. At least he should have thanked me profusely, because I saved his life! Later, I heard from my father that monks don’t take life and death so seriously, and I became even more confused. Could it be that he is not a human being? Otherwise, how could one not take life and death so seriously? The more I looked at him, the more I felt that the bald old monk was a weirdo.

Later, my dad corrected my way of addressing him, saying that I shouldn’t call him “Bald Old Monk” because all monks have bald heads. My mom scolded both of us, and then corrected my way of addressing him, saying that I should call him “Master”. She even decided on the movements for addressing him, saying that I should first stand at attention, lower my eyes slightly, put my hands together, say “Amitabha” first, and then call him “Master”. She forced me to practice this movement more than ten times.

Later, the old monk laughed and said that my movements were very standard, but unfortunately they were used in the wrong place, because he was not a monk, he was a Tibetan lama. As for the Tibetan Buddhism, I didn’t understand it, I just knew that my mother had given me a lot of trouble, and in the end she still got it wrong.

The old monk recovered after two days of stay and had to stay in my family's woodshed for a while. The old monk was indeed a weirdo. Sometimes his eyes would shine, which was quite scary. Until one day, I saw the little wolf being caught by him. The strangest thing was that his hand did not touch the little wolf. It was only a few inches away. Then he waved his hand and the little wolf was thrown far away. The little wolf rolled over and crawled up, but it was fine. It was magical. So I made up my mind to learn this trick from him. If I learn it, then I can no longer be so rampant. I will throw him out like I threw the little wolf.

I thought it would take a lot of effort, but he agreed so readily as soon as I asked him. I was quite disappointed. I thought he would make things difficult for me, but this was too easy and not exciting at all.

But after learning from him, I found out that I had been fooled. It was too boring. I had to learn how to chant mantras from him, saying that this was not Chinese language, and I also had to learn how to make hand seals. This is a difficult job. It is not easy to remember all those various hand prints. I admire myself for being smart enough to remember them all.

Before leaving, I asked a key question: Can I get married? He laughed heartily and said, "The more the better, use the Joyful Dharma!"

Only then did I finally put aside the worry that had been building for several days.

Because he helped me with the initiation, the practice became very interesting. Sometimes I would stay up all night and practice in a special posture. The next day, I would feel more energetic. My parents didn’t know about this, they only knew that I had become smarter.

I have always called that kung fu "qigong", and I refused to listen even when the old lama corrected me. This name is simple and clear.

On the night of the earthquake, I was still practicing, but I thought it was an illusion and ignored it. But I didn’t expect it was really an earthquake! As a result, my parents and I were buried in the house. When we were dug out, they were already gone. Because I practiced qigong, I was fine even after not eating or drinking for two days, but I became an orphan.

For a long time I thought they were not dead, they were just playing a joke on me and would come back in a couple of days.

Every night, I didn't practice qigong or sleep. I just kept my eyes open, hoping that the door would be opened quietly and that they would sneak in so that I could be scared the next morning. But no, only the wind blew in from the fields, making the door rustle.

Sometimes, when I heard some noise in their room, I always thought they were doing that thing again. I sneaked over to take a look, but there was nothing there, the room was empty. I thought they were hiding, and when I looked at the quilt, it was also not moved. I could only tell myself again that they were really gone and would never come back.

During that period, my ninth uncle asked my grandmother and her family not to come to see me and let me stay by myself, but I didn’t know how to cook at that time, so the beautiful Yufeng would come to help me cook. Sometimes when my ninth uncle was not at home, she would come to keep me company. I could only fall asleep in her fragrant and soft arms. She patted me gently, sang to me, and let me touch her snow-white and smooth breasts, which was the greatest comfort to me.

Uncle Jiu was very strict with his children, but I was not afraid of him. I was not afraid of anyone except my mother in heaven. Uncle Jiu wanted me to be afraid of him, so he was very strict with me, and I did not give in at all. Every time we met it was like a gathering of enemies, and there were constant wars. Fortunately, Yufeng and grandma were there to mediate, so there has not been any major war so far, but local wars are inevitable.

In the constant conflicts with Uncle Nine, I became increasingly strict with myself, because I wanted to surpass him, lest he always become arrogant and look down on others.

I like reading, but at first I had no money, so I had to borrow books and textbooks from other people's homes, or from experts. He is in the fifth grade now, but he is rather stupid. Since I defeated him, he has been submissive to me. He comes to my house after class and asks me to do his homework for him or to help me with my work. We call it the "two-person cooperative mutual aid group."

Since that blow, my Kung Fu has improved greatly. The two years of practice have shown initial results. My eyes and ears have become abnormal. My eyes can see in the dark and my ears can hear the sound of a pin drop from dozens of meters away. My strength has increased greatly and I can pull up a tree. I was also shocked by myself. It seems that I have become as powerful as the old lama.

I have a lot of strength and it was easy for me to farm those two acres of land. I bought the cow from Da Niu's family. He had more than a dozen cows waiting to be slaughtered and sold for beef. That time, I went to his house and saw a big skinny cow that was so thin that only bones were left. His father kept muttering that it would be a loss to kill the cow. I hurriedly suggested that he sell it to me. Mostly out of pity, he agreed to sell it to me for a hundred yuan. In our hometown, a hundred yuan is not a small amount of money, equivalent to an adult's monthly salary, but it is indeed very cheap to buy a cow, so I used the money I earned from selling vegetables for a year to buy this big skinny cow.

I love it so much that I let the little wolf look after it. Now the little wolf is my good assistant and sleeps in the same room with me. When I practice, it lies beside me. I find that it is becoming more and more powerful and smarter. The progress is so obvious. Later I concluded that it might be due to the reason I practiced.

So, every day I would practice qigong and give it a full body massage, one for exercising my skills, the other for strengthening its muscles and bones. The effect was obvious, it became smarter and more powerful, it ran like a gust of wind, and its bark was deafening, which could be heard by the whole village. My home is at the easternmost end of the village. There is a river in front of the door and a mountain opposite the river. Behind the house is a flat grassland. No one cultivates it, so the house looks a bit out of place there. I built a fence with thorns and branches and cleared a small piece of land to grow vegetables.

There are many dogs in the village, almost every family has one, and the little wolf is the king of dogs. When other dogs see it, they tuck their tails between their legs and behave themselves. If the little wolf barks, all the dogs in the village will follow suit. All you can hear is a chorus of barking, and every family cannot have peace. For this reason, many people come to Tumen and ask him to cover the little wolf's mouth. After the little wolf understood what I said, it stopped barking so loudly.

I was also very good to the big skinny cow. In addition to feeding it carefully, I also practiced qigong to massage it. The tantric kung fu I practiced was really magical. Within a few days, the big skinny cow was full of energy, its eyes were bright, and its hair was shining. What a handsome cow! Moreover, it made great progress and even learned to kick people.

Once, I let it out to drink water at the river in front of the door. A bachelor in the village wanted to take it away, but it kicked his leg and broke it. The bachelor screamed on the spot, and was kicked again, breaking both his legs. Later, my uncle Jiu stepped in to settle the matter. After that, it became famous, and the villagers stayed away from it to avoid a close contact with its hooves.

I feel safe in the village, probably mostly because of these two animals. Needless to say, the little wolf would terrify most people when it glared at them, and no one dared to mess with it. Moreover, it was very smart. It would not eat food given by others, and would not leave my sight. It could catch a rabbit in just three or two steps. The big skinny cow was also a powerful character. Later, I gave it the name "Dahuang" which sounded very smooth.

I am only fifteen years old now, but my body has become that of an adult. Maybe it has something to do with the magical qigong. Although I regret that I don’t have outstanding looks, I am very satisfied with my strong body. With a straight back, broad shoulders and a thin waist, he looks like a leopard. In the countryside, a man’s strength is the most important thing, and his good looks are secondary. Of course, if he is too ugly, he can only be single, but someone like me is considered a handsome man in my hometown.

My life was very leisurely. Every morning I would clean the shed for Dahuang and the five sheep, cook some food for myself, and then help Old Master Li carry a load of water and bring back a few books. This was called "carrying water in exchange for books."

I like reading more and more, but it is too expensive to buy books by myself and it is not easy to find good books. Later, by chance, I saw the books in the traditional Chinese version of Grandpa Li’s house. I borrowed one and found it much more interesting than reading the books nowadays. After reading the book, I could recognize the traditional Chinese characters by guessing.

Old Master Li is the head of the largest family in the village. There are two major families in Chunshui Village. The Li family and the Wei family were the first to come here. Almost everyone in the village has one of these surnames. My family moved here later and is an outsider with no roots. So when people in the village mention the Xu family,

This is my home.

It is said that Old Master Li was a successful candidate in the imperial examination in the Qing Dynasty. He was well-educated and had a good way of keeping in good health, and he is still very strong. Ever since I met Old Master Li, I have been deeply impressed by him. He had white hair, bright eyes and looked energetic. You couldn't tell at all that he was over eighty years old. He walked with his back straight and looked very healthy. His words are more effective in the village than those of the village chief. Everyone listens to him and he is highly respected.

Fortunately, my mother is from the Li family and his direct descendant, so I was able to meet him. I agreed with him that I could come and fetch water for him every day and take a book home to read. In fact, I also felt strange. There were so many people who wanted to help him fetch water. As long as he asked, the village chief would come to fetch water for him, but he asked me to help him and was willing to lend me books to read. The number of books in his house can only be counted by houses, one house after another, it almost makes my eyes dizzy.

People in the village often see such a scene. A young man was lying on the grass, reading a book with his head tilted back. A big dog was lying beside him. Cheng Liang's hair was shining in the sun. Occasionally, he would bare his lips, revealing his sharp white teeth. A majestic big yellow cow and five lambs were eating grass lazily. Occasionally, they would come out for fun and nudge him. Only after being scolded by the young man would they come back wagging their tails and continue eating grass.

This young man is me. As my kung fu has improved greatly, farm work is a piece of cake for me. It takes others a whole day to do the work, but I only need two or three hours. So I have nothing to do and am very leisurely all day long.

However, now I can feel the fiery gazes of the women in the village looking at me, which makes my heart tremble. And the thing down there is getting bigger and bigger. Now when I practice, it is often hard and I can’t move it. I always feel like there is something I want to get out. It’s very suffocating. No one taught me. Later, when I told Da Niu about it, he laughed and said that I was thinking about sex.

It's time to find a woman.

It suddenly dawned on me and I remembered a word. commotion! So I looked for some books on the subject, but unfortunately few people in the village knew how to read at that time. Without books and without television, it was very boring at night. The young people went from house to house, played cards and mahjong, and there was no other entertainment. The only other option was for the couple to exercise in Hangzhou. Fortunately, there was a guy named Danniu who helped me borrow some pornographic books from school. I felt my blood boiling and was filled with longing after reading them.

I think I really need a woman. Now seeing the beautiful Yufeng and her swollen breasts,

My lower body became hard and I wanted to touch and bite her a few times. I even envied my childhood self when I often fell asleep touching her white breasts.

When I see her perky butt, I can't help but want to take a bite of it. When I look at women, my eyes involuntarily glance at their breasts and butts. It's difficult to control my eyes. It seems like it's time to find a wife.

That night, it was already past eight o'clock when I finished practicing. There were only a few families in our village that had televisions, and my ninth uncle's family had one, which was for my grandparents to watch. Of course, I couldn't afford it, so I used this time to practice martial arts or read a book. In my eyes, there was no difference between day and night.

Suddenly I heard a strange sound. I used my internal energy to listen and was startled. It was Yufeng's voice. It was as if she had encountered a robber and she was making a whimpering sound with her mouth covered. The little wolf also heard it, his ears stood up and he let out a low growl.

I quickly opened the door and ran out.

There is a cornfield on the way to my home, which is where robbers often appear. I think Yu and Feng must be there.

In the blink of an eye, the little wolf and I arrived at a shaking cornfield. The scene I saw made me furious. A young man was pressing Yufeng under him and tearing her clothes despite her resistance. Her mouth was stuffed and she could only make whimpering sounds with her throat. At this time, her underwear had been torn open, revealing her snow-white breasts. As she resisted, they swayed, making me dizzy.

I didn't say anything either. I quietly came up behind the guy and knocked him unconscious with a knife. I think he must feel very wronged, having his good deed ruined by someone in such an unclear way, and he still doesn't know who did it.

I turned him over and found that he was a little ruffian in the village. He usually didn't respect me. Other ruffians were honest and respectful to me, but he just raised his head and didn't look at me. I didn't bother with him, but today he fell into my hands, so I could only blame him for being blind.

I secretly used my luck and pressed a few acupoints on his body. Haha, from then on, his career as a man was over and he became a useless man. I heard that he just married a beautiful wife, but now he can only look at her but not use her. This is enough to make him suffer.

After I dealt with him, I looked at Yufeng.

The beautiful Yufeng had already stood up and was pulling her clothes tight, but the clothes had been torn and no matter how hard she pulled, she could not cover her body. Her white breasts could only cover her head, which made me even more excited. When she saw that I was staring at her breasts, she felt shy and hurriedly pulled the clothes tighter, but this exposed more. I walked forward and pulled her hands away, taking a closer look at her breasts, which were still as white and tall as before. I couldn't help but put my hands on them to feel if there had been any changes.

Yufeng's body trembled and she said softly, "Zixing..." I raised my head. Under the moonlight, Yufeng's smooth face was stained with some grass debris, which made me even more excited. This seemed to be her charm.

"Yufeng, I feel uncomfortable!" My penis was hard and I was so angry that I wanted to destroy everything.

Yufeng asked hurriedly, "What's wrong? Where do you feel uncomfortable?"

I pointed at my lower body and said, "It's so swollen there, Yufeng, help me!"

As I said that, I took her hand and touched my extremely hard thing.

As soon as I touched there, I felt Yufeng's hand shrink back and try to withdraw it, but I held it back. I looked at her with pleading eyes and said, "Yufeng, please, help me!"

Her snow-white face flushed, and if it weren't for my special eyesight, I would never have been able to see her shyness.

She sighed softly, reached her hand into my crotch and touched my hard thing. I felt an electric current rushing out from there and rushing straight into my head, and I couldn't help but gasp.

"Are you done with this?" Yufeng asked softly.

"Oh, oh, much better, thank you Yufeng, you are so beautiful!"

She was still gently stroking my hard thing, and she smiled gently when I heard what I said, looking indescribably charming. I couldn't help but hug her suddenly, holding her plump body tightly, and kissing her face with my mouth.

She shook her head left and right, not wanting me to succeed. I got anxious, so I held her head with my hands and kissed her mouth hard. It was soft, smooth and greasy, and it felt great. Her struggling body softened, and her already hot lips became even hotter. I always felt like something was restless in my body, and the hard thing under me wanted to dig a hole in the ground.

Now holding her soft body, I really want to use that hard thing to poke her to pieces. I freed one hand to take off her pants. The belt had been broken by that useless man and it was taken off with a pull, revealing her snow-white buttocks and two plump white hills, very firm.

Then I realized that I had chosen the wrong hole, so I quickly found the wet hole below and thrust it in with all my strength!

Two sighs were heard, I sighed in comfort, I just felt my hard thing entering a warm and soft place, being tightly wrapped without a single gap, the feeling that went straight to my bones was indescribable.

Yufeng also sighed and said softly, "Oh, it's too big, be gentle!"

I couldn't hear anything. I just wanted to stab, stab hard, pierce her.

So, I held her waist, fixed her lower body, and stabbed her hard, like a storm. Her upper body was shaking because of my stabbing, and her head kept shaking. The sweat made her hair wet, and as her head shook, it added a wild sexiness to her.

At that time, a word popped into my head. The branches and flowers are shaking. I am deeply ashamed that I used to underestimate the artistic conception of this word and did not understand it well. Now I have a deep understanding that this word actually describes such a wonderful scene!

The moans from her throat that sounded neither painful nor pleasant made me even more excited, and I thrust harder, but I felt that I couldn't vent my anger completely, so I pushed her down, and her body fell limply to the ground as if it had no bones.

I made her lie on the ground like a dog, with her big butt sticking out, then I rode on her and fucked her hard. When I still couldn't vent my desire, I rubbed her breasts hard, making her scream in pain. Looking at her big butt that kept shaking, I wanted to take a bite or slap it on the butt.

She screamed in pain, but I didn't care anymore and slapped her hard, one slap after another. I kept poking her from below, spanking her butt, kneading her breasts, and ravaging her, wanting to tear her to pieces. Of course, I controlled the strength, otherwise, I could have really torn her to pieces.

I don't know how long it took, but when I finally released my orgasm, she had fainted. Her body was soaked in sweat, her breasts were red and swollen, and her white butt had turned red and purple. It looked like she couldn't move. I carried her home, put her on the bed, looked at her flushed face, and my lust was aroused again.

Fortunately it wasn't that intense and I was able to control it. I also knew she couldn't handle it again, so I had to practice my kung fu.

As I gathered my energy, I felt a cool breath resident in my dantian. I was delighted. It seemed that the old monk had not lied to me. The joy method was really useful. After refining this pure yin energy, my cultivation level really improved a lot. Haha, this is a good way to practice martial arts.

While she was still sleeping, I hurried to the fields with the little wolf, big yellow and the lambs. I was too embarrassed to see her. Since that time, I haven't seen the beautiful Yufeng for a long time, and I didn't dare to go to her house.

Sometimes at night, I would think of that dream-like experience and Yufeng’s soft body. That's all, life is still the same, I still live a leisurely life, and still spend most of my time reading. These books have made me ambitious, but I am still just ignorant.

Hidden Content

Chapter 2: Punishing the Corn Thief

In rural areas, relationships between men and women are not seen as mysterious, but they are far less casual than in cities. If a man is cuckolded, it is a great shame and a sign of incompetence, not a manliness.

There was a family in the village. The husband was incompetent and could only turn a blind eye to his wife's affair. Even when he caught his wife fooling around with another man at home, he still smiled and didn't get angry. But I saw him hitting the ground like crazy on a hillside with blood flowing from his hands, and I felt pity for him. With an experimental attitude, he walked forward and said to the angry man, "Wei Sanzi, don't do this, it's useless!"

He turned around, his eyes gleaming with ferocity, and said fiercely: "Get lost, it's none of your business!"

In fact, judging from his appearance, he is as manly as can be. He is tall and strong, with a thick waist and round arms, and a sturdy body. He is a burly man. It's a pity that he is actually a mule. I feel sorry for him.

I didn't care about his ferocity and smiled, "Don't be sad. If you beg me, maybe I can cure your illness!"

"You are sick, get out of here!" he yelled.

"Since you don't want to be treated, I can't force you. Goodbye!" After saying that, I walked away leisurely.

That night, he came to my house with red eyes, reeking of alcohol, and a red face. It seemed that he could not drink much.

As soon as he came in, he hugged my hands and burst into tears. I knew that he really had a lot of grievances in his heart, so I just let him cry.

The little wolf was confused watching this and probably couldn't understand why he was crying.

After a while, he stopped, wiped his tears with embarrassment, and asked, "Can you really cure my illness?"

I nodded and said, "I can't say it can be cured, I can only say that it is possible!"

"Okay, I'll treat it. Please help me treat it!" He said fiercely, with a look of desperation.

I smiled and said, "If you want me to help you, you have to agree to a few conditions."

Seeing him nod, I began to say, "First, after you recover from your illness, you can't hook up with other women and live an honest life. Haha, if you succeed, you will be much better than other men, and ordinary women will not be able to satisfy you at all. Then, you can punish your wife. Can you agree?"

He nodded with a smile. Perhaps for him, being able to satisfy his wife was a great achievement, and he never thought about hooking up with other women.

I said, "You agreed so quickly now, but you will know how difficult it is later. Your wife is so happy! Second, you can't tell anyone that I treated you. You have to keep it a secret, okay?"

"Okay! No problem!" he agreed loudly.

"Okay, these are the two conditions. Don't forget, if you violate them, I won't be polite. I can heal you, but I can also cripple you!"

"Okay, I will definitely not forget, don't worry!" He said with a look of eagerness to try.

"Well, sit cross-legged on the bed, and no matter how uncomfortable you feel, you can't move, otherwise you will never get better!"

Wei Sanzi obediently sat cross-legged on Hangshang. In the countryside, if you can't sit cross-legged, it would be a big joke, but most people don't do it in the standard way, they look similar but not in the right way. The old monk at that time, oh no, it was the old lama, but I like to call him old monk, which sounds more intimate. When he taught me how to sit cross-legged, he almost broke my tender legs. The pain was indescribable.

However, I found that the effects of sitting cross-legged and sitting with legs crossed on practicing qigong are very different. When sitting cross-legged, it is easy to concentrate the mind on the dantian, and it is not easy to lose your posture when sitting. However, this is not the case when sitting with legs crossed, as the body is easily tilted and it is difficult to concentrate the mind.

I sat cross-legged behind him, let my breath circulate through his qi channels, and finally gathered it in my palms. I placed my palms on his waist and slowly input the qi to heat up his kidney water, which in turn caused his penis to become hot. This way, his essence would increase and his yang would naturally become stronger. As for the effect, I had no experience, so I just wanted to give it a try.

For people like him, the main problem is psychological disorder. As long as this problem is cured, the disease will naturally heal without treatment. I was regarded as a god in the village. Most people didn't dare to mess with me because I was good at martial arts. Moreover, in the countryside, martial arts were even more mysterious. People regarded those who knew martial arts as immortals, as if they could do anything. Wei Sanzi might have confidence in me, so I can take advantage of this so that I don't have to bother to learn martial arts and build up his confidence.

Secondly, according to traditional Chinese medicine, what I do can indeed produce essence and transform it into Qi, and is effective in strengthening the yang.

I swirled the Qi inside his kidneys and heated it to melt the impurities. I also used my Qi to clear the Qi channels in his lower body. Haha, now his sexual ability must have greatly increased!

His whole body was wet with sweat and his face was ruddy. It was obvious that my treatment was very effective. This time, he turned a disaster into a blessing. After my qi transfusion, he will definitely live longer.

I finished my exercise, stood up, slapped him, and said with a smile, "Okay, Sanzi, go home and fuck your wife, and make sure she's dying!"

He stood up and said excitedly, "Haha, I feel full of energy now. It's really different. Haha, I want revenge! I'll try it when I get home tonight!"

I smiled and said, "Go home quickly. Once you give it a try, you'll know how amazing you are!"

He thanked me profusely and ran out excitedly. I thought, his wife was in trouble tonight and she deserved it. I have always hated such sluts.

The next day, Wei Sanzi came running over early. I had just finished my morning lessons and was doing some breathing exercises. The little wolf went to the mountain to catch rabbits, and Dahuang led the five lambs to the back river to drink water. As soon as he came, he grabbed my hand and shook it non-stop, expressing his gratitude beyond words. I was happy too, not because of him, but because of the success of my own experiment. It turns out that I am such a smart person, able to draw inferences about other situations from one example. Haha, so awesome!

Wei Sanzi's simple face was radiant and full of energy. He shook my hand and said, "Thank you, Uncle Xu, I am really healed! Haha, it feels so good, so good. That woman couldn't get up this morning. I did it to her all night and finished at dawn. Uncle Xu, you are really a god. I have seen many doctors for this disease but it was useless. But you did it and I became so well! Haha, it feels so good, so good!"

I looked at him with a smile and said, "It's just a small matter, nothing! You have to take it easy and don't overwork yourself. I think your wife will obey you from now on, and you will be very happy in the future! But don't forget my two conditions!"

Wei Sanzi said hurriedly: "I won't forget, I won't forget, I feel so energetic now, I feel so comfortable. Uncle Xu, thank you, you must come to my house for dinner tonight, and let my wife go to town to buy some good dishes, I must thank you very much!"

I nodded in agreement. As for why he called me uncle, that was a very common phenomenon in rural areas.

It is common to see older people calling younger people "uncle", "aunt", "uncle", etc. This is a matter of seniority. My mother is the direct descendant of the Li family and has a very high generation. In the village, she hardly has to address others by name. Others call her aunt, auntie, aunt-grandmother, grandma, and so on. Every Chinese New Year, there is an endless stream of people coming to my house to pay New Year's greetings, and many young men have to kowtow to them, and I happily accept them, feeling very happy.

Our village is the largest village in Chunshui Town, but its economy is no different from other villages. We have one store.

But there was hardly anything sold. It was okay to buy vinegar and soy sauce, but if you wanted to buy anything else, you had to wait until the first, fourth, and seventh of every month, that is, the first, eleventh, twenty-first, thirty-first, fourth, fourteenth, and so on. It was arranged like this. On these days, there was a large market in the town, and a wide variety of goods were available. Commonly known as "ji", going to buy and sell things is called "ganji"

I have to rush to every market to sell my vegetables, and then use the money to buy other things, such as books or other things. Going to the market is also a festival for young people. Young girls dress up beautifully and go to the market to show off their beauty. Young boys go there to look at the girls. Maybe they will see one they like. Then they go home to ask their parents and ask someone to act as a matchmaker. Maybe they can get married. Many couples are married that way.

The market is indeed very lively. In rural areas where entertainment is extremely underdeveloped, the market is the biggest pastime. Many people do not plan to buy anything, but just come to watch the fun. I sell vegetables there, so of course I have to pay land tax. China has a long history of taxation, and it is wrong not to pay the royal tax.

This is what the people really think. The land tax is not too expensive, only two or three yuan. I can make more than thirty yuan in a morning. Every time there is a market, people from the town’s tax office come over with a small notebook to issue receipts. They look very impressive. We sellers have no choice but to behave ourselves when we see them.

Although I am young, I have always lived independently and I am quite good at surviving, which is also due to the environment. There is an old Chinese saying, "The current official is not as good as the current manager." Seeing that the people in these tax offices are so powerful, I want to curry favor with them. In fact, this tax office is very small, with only three or four people. After all, there is nothing to collect taxes here. Apart from going to the market, they just sit there drinking tea and chatting.

One day, I went to the director's home, and when he was not at home, I gave his wife a pack of cigarettes with five hundred yuan in the cigarette. Five hundred yuan is not a small amount of money here, it can be considered a regular sum of money. Their annual salary is probably only this much. Here, money is very real. One yuan can buy several kilograms of fish and meat. Maybe a family can only spend about ten yuan a month.

It was indeed worthwhile for me to spend the money. Later, I recognized him as my godfather, and he took good care of me and never collected taxes from me. Later, I got great help from him when I set up a factory. So, we should spend money where it should be spent and never be stingy.

Many years later, when I had become a famous tycoon, he was also an influential official. His family lived with me. When we were drinking, he told me that he was shocked by me. At that time, there were very few people doing business and they didn't know the importance of the tax office. They had never collected such a large sum of money. Although it was a reckless act of a teenager, he felt that I had unique vision and courage. Although I had some shortcomings, that is, my skills were not mature enough, but overall, I was a person who could accomplish great things. In addition, he had heard of my name, so he began to help me.

To be honest, I really had to be tough to take out the money at that time. After all, I was not very rich. But I always believed that for these officials, I must pay first and be willing to invest before I can get greater rewards.

This experience has been used by me till now.

Back to the topic, I accepted Wei Sanzi's invitation, drove him away, and called Dahuang over. It was early autumn, and there were many kinds of vegetables. I got a basket of green onions and a basket of tomatoes, strung them together with a rope, had Big Yellow carry them, and led the little wolf towards the town.

I have walked this road countless times, but what impressed me most was of course the time I picked up an old monk in the snowstorm. Every time I walk this road, I think of him. Is that old guy still dead? He definitely won’t die. There should be no problem living for another few decades, right?

But why did he look so half dead at that time? He said it was to test me. Although I was young at the time, I was not stupid and of course I did not believe it.

There are locust trees on both sides of the road. In early summer, the fragrance of locust flowers lingers. These trees are many years old and have grown very tall. The trees on both sides are connected to each other at the top, covering the road. I remembered what I said to my mother when I was a child. I asked her why so many trees were planted on the roadside?

She said that this was to prevent people from accidentally walking into the fields on both sides of the road, and to prevent livestock from entering the fields. At that time, my father was already driving the car at my ninth uncle's house. I said that this was not good for my father. If his brakes failed, it would be fine if there were no trees. At most, he would drive into the fields. But with the trees, it would be dangerous. He would definitely hit the trees.

When she heard this, her face changed and she scolded me harshly, saying that I did not want good things and kept saying such unlucky things.

In the evening, she told her father this, and her father laughed out loud. He praised me for being smart while my mother was scolding me. Then I understood that you should not reason with women, because they are all unreasonable people.

Later, several trees were cut down on the road at the entrance of the village. Actually, I cut them down secretly at night to help my father. If something happened, he could run into the fields. But unfortunately, not many trees were cut down, and he was no longer needed. He died in that inexplicable earthquake.

Thinking back now, I was really brave. That tree can be considered an antique. According to Old Master Li, he already had it when he was born. If he knew that I was the one who cut down the tree, he would definitely punish me severely. The villagers regarded them as treasures. When they walked by with horses or cows, they would keep a close eye on the animals for fear that they would touch the trees.

They said that this was a gift from God to protect them from wind and rain, and that cutting them down would bring retribution. I felt horrified when I heard this. Is there really a God? Is my parents’ death really related to my tree-cutting? I just don't believe it. Every time I take this road, I let Da Huang eat them as much as he wants to see what God can do!

Rhubarb seemed to understand me. It ate happily and sometimes jumped up to eat, knocking out my food. I didn't mind and just let it do it. So, this road is its road to happiness.

When the villagers saw this scene, they were angry but dared not say anything. First, they were afraid of me, second, they were afraid of Dahuang, and third, they were afraid of the little wolf.

The autumn wind is cool, making the dry leaves rustle. The world is very quiet, as if there are only me and them. There are very few people on the road today. There are many corn fields on the roadside, which are turning yellow. It is harvest season, and almost everyone on the ground is harvesting corn. We walked slowly. Big Yellow stretched out its big neck and hooked on the branch of the locust tree. Unfortunately, it was already early autumn and there were not many leaves to eat, so it had developed the habit of hooking on the branch to relieve its boredom. The little wolf walked beside me with its head lowered.

I'm not in a hurry. No one dares to touch my vegetable stall anyway. Ever since I gave money to the director of the tax office and acknowledged him as my godfather, the best spot for selling vegetables in the market has always been mine. No one dares to take it. It's the same morning and night. Think about it, in the past, in order to get a good stall, I had to get up before dawn every time the market went on. If it was too late, there would be no good spots left. Compared with now, alas, one is underground and the other is in heaven.

It was already noon when we arrived at the market. The weather was nice and sunny, but there were not many people at the market. After all, it was the busy farming season and every household was busy with the autumn harvest.

The market is set up at a crossroads. In the middle of the road there is a stall selling fruits, one street sells clothes and fabrics, one street sells food, and one street sells vegetables. It is quite organized, and it can be seen that the people in the tax office are not too overwhelmed. This is of course due to the good leadership of my wise godfather.

I walked through the bustling market center towards my stall. Sure enough, my stall was still empty. Both sides were lined with stalls. Everyone greeted me when they saw me. I am quite famous here and everyone is familiar with me. Moreover, I can talk to the people in the tax office and help them at critical moments, so I think I have a good relationship with people.

In fact, there are many shrewd people in this group, and they are experienced. If you meet such people, you have to be careful. Fortunately, I am quite cunning and I treat people according to their attitude. I will be tough with these experienced people. There is a saying in the countryside that the strong are afraid of the strong, and the strong are afraid of the desperate. Like me, I am a lone man with unique skills, and no one dares to provoke me. What's more, my uncle is now an important figure in the whole town, and he is a direct descendant of the Li family and has great influence. With such a strong backing, no one wants to die.

In the village, the one who really has the final say is the secretary. The village chief is only the second in command, and the secretary still has the final say on everything.

During the busy farming season, I always help the secretary's family with work. I guess it's a way of currying favor with them, but I think this is how to behave. As a person, you have to know the times and understand how to make the best use of small efforts. Think about it, you are just helping his family with some work, but you get much more than that, these are all good opportunities.

After working at the market for a whole morning, I made a pretty good profit. My vegetables were of good quality and sold very quickly. My vegetables were more expensive than others and not on the same level as others. Those who came to buy my vegetables were all well-dressed people, and most of them were relatives of my family. They usually came to me to buy their vegetables.

This is also a little clever of mine. You know, in the vegetable selling business, the most taboo is that you are cheaper than others, because this is blocking other people's path to wealth. So, under normal circumstances, the prices of vegetables in the vegetable market are no different. If you are more expensive than others, it's ok and it's welcome, but if you are cheaper than others, that's not okay, this is the rule of the industry.

I find that many people nowadays have become rich, so they want to show off. Of course, they want to eat better, wear better, and use better things than others. In this way, I follow the trend of the times and my vegetables are the most expensive in the market, but I dare not say that they are the best. Unfortunately, they do not have the courage to do so, as they are afraid that others will not buy them if they are too expensive. When buying vegetables, they are also divided into different grades. Cheap goods are not good ones. This economic law is deeply rooted in the minds of ordinary people.

I was quick and efficient and sold all the vegetables in no time. After counting, I found that I had made thirty-nine yuan, and then I walked towards the only bookstore in town. I have always wanted to buy a book called "The Red and the Black", a world classic that tells the story of a farmer's personal struggle but ultimate failure. Although I admire him, I don't agree with this. It seems that his methods are not smart enough. I want to read this book to learn from his failure and avoid repeating the same mistake.

Books are everything. Once I buy a book, I can't wait to read it.

So I rode on the cow and started reading my book. As for whether it could carry me home, that was not a problem. It was a smart cow that could go around in circles, find places with grass, and still walk home. The little wolf followed it and caught some rabbits along the way.

As I walked, I raised my head from the sea of ​​books and looked around. I didn't know where I was. I stood up and took a quick look. I was already back to Chunshui Village, but I was walking on a mountain road. I came to the north of my home. The land of Chunshui Village was under my feet. I just had to keep walking forward to reach the village. It seemed that I had taken a lot of detours. If I walked further, I would reach the famous treasure pot in the village.

This is actually a small basin. The fields are built in terraces. The wind cannot blow in, so it is warmer than other places. Therefore, the crops mature later and grow stronger. One acre of land here is equivalent to one acre and three fen of land in other places. Therefore, this place is called a treasure bowl. The corn is still green.

It was not yet harvest time, so I looked around as hard as I could, but found no one.

Hey, that’s not right. In a cornfield halfway up the slope, a few corns are shaking. There’s someone there! Is there a thief?

I am a bold and skilled person, and I am still immersed in the world of "The Red and the Black" and have not yet completely come out of it, so I did such a stupid thing. Normally, I would not care about such things. This is just meddling in other people's business. He got off the cow, patted it, let it graze on the spot, and walked away with the little wolf.

The little wolf walked in front and soon came to the field. I shouted in a low voice, "Who!" The little wolf also let out a low growl.

There was no movement, and the corn stalks that were swaying just now also stopped.

I said, "If you don't make a sound, I'll let the dog bite you! Who? Come out!"

In fact, I had already seen a glimpse of the corner of her clothes from outside and was sure it was a woman.

The little gangster was called Wei Qiang. The daughter-in-law's maiden home was from Lizhuang, a neighboring village of Chunshui Village. They met at the market, fell in love at first sight, and got together with the help of a matchmaker.

After marriage, they lived a good life, but unfortunately Wei Qiang did not follow the right path and got addicted to gambling, so their family was very poor. Wei Qiang's wife is famous for her beauty, and many people are eyeing her. Unfortunately, Wei Qiang is a ruthless guy. Ever since he broke the leg of an old pervert, no one dares to have any bad intentions towards her. Therefore, he was very dissatisfied with me and thought that I was not as powerful as people said. Others did not dare to provoke me, but he wanted to provoke me to see what I could do to him. How could I not know this mentality?

But since he has offended me, I will make him regret coming into this world! He is no longer a man now, so of course I have the obligation to comfort his wife. Thinking of this, my penis became hard again. I remembered a pornographic book I had read, written by a Japanese, which talked about how to tame a woman and turn her into your sex slave. I had always wanted to have a woman like that, and unexpectedly, this godsend opportunity came!

I said to her blushing face, "You are Wei Qiang's daughter-in-law, right?"

She nodded with a determined look, perhaps because she thought of her husband's reputation, which gave her confidence.

I smiled and said, "Is this your land? I remember it belongs to Erwang's family!"

She lowered her head and said nothing. I walked in and took out a bag of corn and said, "Are you stealing corn?"

She lowered her head even more and whispered, "No, I just borrowed some from him first and will return it after the autumn harvest!"

I laughed: "Even if you say this to a three-year-old child, he won't believe it. Erwang's family has never gotten along with you. Will he lend it to you?" I said sarcastically with a look of contempt.

She stopped talking.

I emphasized, "You are stealing! Why would a good person become a thief? If others find out, you will be in trouble!"

I looked at her coldly, and soon she began to sob softly, "Please don't tell anyone, I won't dare to do it again, please let me go this time!"

Seeing that she had almost surrendered, I said gently, "It's not impossible for me to let you go, but I have to punish you first. If you do something wrong, you must accept the punishment. Are you willing to accept the punishment?"

She was already at a loss at this time, and said, "As long as you don't tell anyone, I'm willing!"

I focused my energy on my eyes and looked at her deeply. She was shocked and quickly lowered her head, revealing her snow-white neck.

I thought he must have been frightened by the gleam in my eyes.

"Go in!" I ordered.

She walked in obediently, as obediently as she could be, and my dick got even harder.

We walked to the place where she had just picked corn, where there was still a bag of corn. I said with a smile, "It seems like you are planning to steal more!" I said sarcastically, trying to further undermine her self-esteem. This is a psychological tactic I learned from a book.

She lowered her head again.

I said, "When you did something wrong when you were a kid, your father would spank you, right? Today you did something wrong too, so I'm going to spank you too!"

She raised her head, her pretty face flushed, her eyes full of pleading, and a hint of shame and anger.

"Well...what? Is it not possible?" My face turned cold, and a gleam of light flashed in my eyes. Of course, I couldn't see the gleam in my eyes, it was just a feeling.

Her face was changing constantly, and it seemed that she was struggling in her heart. To add fuel to the fire, I said, "If you don't want to, I won't force you. It seems that you are not sincere in admitting your mistakes!"

She finally couldn't resist anymore and slowly lay down on the bag of corn. The bag of corn was half a person's height, and when laid flat it was about knee-high. She lay there, just enough to support her buttocks, like a dog.

I said, "Take off your pants!"

She didn't move, silently protesting. I snorted and said, "My patience is limited. I'll say it again, take off your pants!"

She slowly unbuckled her belt and slowly took off her pants, revealing her round, white buttocks. There is a patch of black hair under the two mounds of flesh, which makes it even more attractive. My heart was beating so fast and my dick was so hard it was about to break through my crotch.

The pants were only taken off to the knees. I squatted down and gently touched the buttocks that looked like two apple halves with my hands. Finally, I touched a real woman's buttocks. When I had sex with Yufeng that night, I was only concerned with venting the lust. I just kept thrusting and thrusting, and didn't look at her body carefully at all. Today, I can finally take a close look at a woman's body.

I saw her neck was red and she was sobbing softly.

"Don't cry. You have the nerve to cry after doing such an embarrassing thing!" He said this and slapped her hard on the butt.

She really suppressed her crying.

I was very satisfied and said, "If you do something wrong, as long as you accept the punishment, no one will pursue it anymore!" I was giving her a glimmer of hope to strengthen her ability to endure humiliation.

"Pa pa pa, pa pa pa!" I started to spank her snow-white, round buttocks.

She also moaned "oh oh oh". It seemed to be painful at first, but later on, her moans actually had a hint of disgust.

"Do you dare to do such a thing again? Speak!" I asked while whipping her.

"Well, I won't dare to do it again. Please forgive me!" She buried her head under her arms and said softly.

I stopped, but it was still hard down there, and it was getting harder.

I looked at her who was still moaning, and found that her pants were wet. The water flowing from her thighs had wet a spot on her pants. I scooped out a handful, put it in front of her and said, "What is this?" She turned her head away in shame.

I saw that her butt had turned completely red, and I couldn't bear to hit her anymore.

I moved my hand from her waist upwards and touched her firm breasts. "No!" She pressed down my hand that was touching her breasts.

"Hmm?" I snorted coldly, and she let go.

She was only wearing a vest and a camisole. I pushed them down and asked her to take them off over her head. She had probably given up and knew that resistance was useless, so she resigned herself to cooperate with me and took off her clothes.

Two big round white breasts were exposed, trembling. When I saw them, my desire became stronger, so I turned her over. This made her very uncomfortable. The bag was pressing on her waist, and her private parts were completely exposed. She felt very humiliated.

I picked her up and put her on the removed clothes.

I always have this feeling that only when a woman kisses you willingly can you win her heart.

So I held her blushing face and kissed her little mouth hard. Her mouth was really small and looked very cute. I really wanted to eat it.

He sucked her little mouth hard, stuck his tongue in and stirred it, and never got tired of it.

Her body became softer and softer, and she lay on the ground as if she had no bones. I waited until her tongue stretched out and entangled with mine before I left her mouth and kissed her breasts. Her breasts were firm but not too big, like peaches, white with a hint of pink, and juicy. I sucked and rubbed them, and the feeling of softness yet hardness was wonderful.

Finally, I couldn't suppress the desire anymore, so I took off my pants and tried to insert my hard thing into her, but I found it very awkward and couldn't get it in at all. The time with Yufeng, I was from behind her, and I kept thrusting, just feeling the pleasure. Later, I read the pornographic book I got from Daniu, and found that I was too naive. I just kept thrusting without any skills at all.

Now, I have encountered a difficult problem again. The more anxious I am, the harder it is to solve the problem.

"Puchi!" She laughed. Seeing how flustered I was, she couldn't help but laugh. She lifted up her two white thighs and placed them on my waist. The hole appeared in front of me. I knew that with her smile, the relationship between the two of us was instantly reversed. My previous psychological advantage disappeared. It was not me who was playing with her anymore. So I clamped her thighs, aimed the hard thing at the wet little hole, and thrust it hard. I took a comfortable breath and thought of the time with Yufeng. It felt so good, but she frowned and looked like she was in pain.

I stopped there for a while, trying to recall the techniques I learned from porn books, but found that there were too many tricks and none of them was as satisfying as a hard thrust, so I put them out of my mind. It is better to have no book than to believe in it blindly.

As I thrusted into her, she couldn't help but moan softly. Even though she covered her mouth with her hands, the sound still came out of her throat. Her face became redder and redder, all the way to her chest. Her head kept shaking from side to side, as if she was trying to get rid of something.

Finally, she let out a scream, which scared me who was currently stabbing her hard. Her vagina kept tightening and wrapped tightly around my hard thing, which was very comfortable. A stream of hot water gushed out from inside. I knew she had an orgasm, so I hurriedly concentrated on practicing my energy, but I found that I didn't need to concentrate at all. The cool air naturally flowed into my dantian and stayed there.

The lust in my heart had subsided a lot, but it was still very uncomfortable, so I continued to poke her. She had no strength left and could only let me fuck her. Finally, she ejaculated five or six times. Her face turned pale and she kept begging for mercy. I stopped, but I still didn't feel comfortable. I didn't ejaculate like I did last time with Yufeng. Fortunately, the hot anger was suppressed by her cool energy and I no longer felt crazy.

Her clothes were soaked in a large area, but she had no choice but to put them on. I helped her put them on piece by piece.

The process was natural, with both touching and biting, and she had no strength to resist. Finally, I asked her to come to me once a week to report her ideological work. I learned this trick from the secretary. Anyone in the village who made a mistake must report their thoughts to him regularly.

She returned to her shy look as when she first saw me, which made me want to stab her again. But looking at the sky, I had to give up. I let her sit on the ground and rest for a while, and go home after dark. After forcing her to agree to my request, I left. I think it's not bad to poke her once a week, too much would be noticeable. By the time I came out after having fun, it was already late. I worked for the entire afternoon.

I think the little wolf may not know what I am doing, anyway, it is holding a rabbit in its mouth.

After returning home, he first went to the river to fetch two buckets of water and took a bath. Then he went to the bed to practice his exercises to refine the cool energy first.

When I woke up from meditation, it was already dark and the sun had set. In autumn, the sun goes down early. I found that my internal energy was becoming more and more refined, as if the woman's Yin energy was extremely beneficial to me. Although I felt that the results of my hard work in the past few years had made great progress, it was not as fast as the two times I had intercourse with a woman. It seems that the combination of Yin and Yang is the right way of heaven.

Chapter 3 Catching an adulterer late at night

After reading for a while, Wei Sanzi came to invite me to his house, and I happily went with him.

His home is in the center of the village, and can be reached by walking along a street. The roads in our village are quite good and easy to walk on. There is a main street that can be walked from the east to the west. This street belongs to Old Master Li. The Li family dug a sewer, so it is not wet. Other streets are not so good. There is no sewer, and the wastewater from every household is gathered on the street. Moreover, the street is made of dirt, so it is muddy and difficult to walk on. When people walk, they have to jump from one place where they can step to the next.

There are three east-west streets and more north-south streets, I didn't count them carefully, maybe more than a dozen. These streets divide the village into many areas. The division method used in the early days of the founding of the People's Republic of China is still used today, and they are called production teams, such as Team One, Team Two, and Team Three. There is another division method, which is called "plots". Six or seven families form a plot, and there is a plot chief... Everyone knows the plot police, and this plot is similar to that one. For example, my family belongs to team three and also to area seven.

It was time to turn on the lights, the sky was getting darker, things in the distance were gradually becoming invisible, smoke began to billow from the chimneys of every household, and the air was filled with a thick smell of cigarettes. This is the busiest time in the village. After a busy day, people go home, children come back from school, women cook, and men go out of their homes to chat with people on the street. From time to time, you can hear the voices of women calling their children, asking them to go home to do homework or eat, and men chasing their sons all over the street. The way rural parents educate their children is to make their sons filial and successful. If a child makes a mistake, the father will beat him without even a scolding. The child who is a little bit naughty will not suffer the loss and will think it is best to leave.

At this time, the dogs in the village were barking very loudly. I then remembered that the little wolf was still following me. It looked lazy, as if it didn't care about the barking of other dogs. I thought, if it barked at this time, all the dogs in the village would probably not dare to make a sound. This kind of thing had happened several times before.

This is the most painful time for me. I see other people's families are bustling with activity, but I am all alone and no one cares about me. It's as if I am the only one left in the world. If something happens, I'm afraid no one else will know about it.

At this time, an inexplicable resentment would rise in my heart, and I would become hostile to everything around me, except the little wolf, Dahuang and the five little lambs. They were the only ones who were my best relatives. This inexplicable hostility made me try every possible way to trample everyone under my feet.

But after this time, I will feel that I am very free. No one interferes with me. I can do whatever I want. I am single and afraid of nothing. This kind of life is wonderful.

So, I am a very contradictory person. I change at different times and I can’t even figure myself out.

Some of the low mud houses have no outer walls, but only a wall surrounded by thorns, through which you can still see the interior.

This is what the houses on both sides of the street look like.

It is indeed very poor here. People have no other income except farming. Fortunately, we are close to the town. People in the town are city dwellers. They eat public grain and have public jobs. They are willing to spend money, so we rural people can make money from them. From this point of view, we are not the poorest. There are many places poorer than us.

Grandpa Li often said: "Being contented is the best way to be happy. Compared to the past, we are living in honey."

Wei Sanzi didn't say much along the way. He was a simple and honest man. He didn't talk much and just kept working. In the fields, one person was as good as two people. His wife Zhang Cuihua's family was very poor at the beginning. They had three children, all daughters, and they couldn't support them at all.

He was already eleven or twelve years old at that time, about the same age as I was when I had no parents. Perhaps he had feelings for Zhang Cuihua, and he often went to her house to help with housework. In the end, he got what he wanted. Unexpectedly, he was impotent, and Zhang Cuihua was not a good person either. She had an affair with an old bachelor in the village. I was so angry that I helped Wei Sanzi.

We soon arrived at his house. Although his family was not wealthy, they had enough food and clothing. He was very capable and their house was better than those of the neighbors. A woman was standing at the door. She had a plump body and a round face. She was not very pretty, but she had a charming aura. I thought that the old bachelor was quite capable to be able to seduce her into bed. I am no longer a ignorant young man. She must be very attractive in bed.

When she saw us, she waved. Although we were still far away, I could see her clearly. She was wearing a brocade dress and an apron, and her plump breasts were shaking as she waved. I couldn't see her butt from the front, but I guessed it must be quite big.

Wei Sanzi suddenly said, "Uncle Xu, we're here!"

I was watching intently and was startled by him. I quickly perked up and nodded.

The woman came up to me and said enthusiastically, "Uncle Xu, you're here!"

This sentence is a greeting in rural areas and has a lot of meaning, just like the greeting "Have you eaten?" when meeting someone.

I nodded. Although I didn't have a good impression of her, I couldn't show it. I couldn't show my emotions on my face. This was also a little trick I learned.

The more you hate someone, the more polite and enthusiastic you should be to him, so as to lower his guard against you so that you can deal with him yourself.

With her warm greeting, I entered her home. The house was very clean. Although it was simple, it was still pretty good. The room was not small, and the sofa was very big, able to accommodate almost four or five people, taking up the entire area of ​​the room. Wei Sanzi asked me to sit on the sofa, where a table had been placed. I sat down cross-legged, and the sofa was still warm, as if it had been specially warmed for me.

The small wooden table was not big. Zhang Cuihua was busy serving the dishes, and Wei Sanzi was opening the wine. It was our local specialty, Zui Baxian, which had a very high concentration. I actually had never drunk much alcohol, so I didn't know my alcohol tolerance, and of course I wasn't afraid of it.

Zhang Cuihua was still cooking, but we had already started drinking. The men in the village didn't have much to do, and they loved wine. They could usually have a few drinks with a plate of peanuts, which felt pretty good. Although Wei Sanzi doesn't talk much at ordinary times, he talks a lot when he drinks. Maybe he thinks I get along well with him. In short, he is very lively and is like a completely different person than usual.

I also let go of my drinking and ended up getting drunk. I didn't feel it in the house, but when I went out to relieve myself, I felt dizzy when the wind blew. I knew I sang too much, but I was happy, so I just sang too much. Afterwards, I only vaguely knew that Wei Sanzi also drank too much and scolded Zhang Cuihua and slapped her twice. I don't remember anything after that and lost consciousness.

When I woke up, I found myself lying on his bed. I looked up at the moon, which was high in the sky. It seemed to be late at night. Maybe my physique is different from that of ordinary people, so I sobered up so quickly, but why did I get drunk so quickly?

Wei Sanzi was sleeping soundly with a deafening snorting sound. The air still smelled of alcohol. The three of us were lying on the bed with our clothes on. Wei Sanzi slept in the middle, and Zhang Cuihua and I slept on both sides. Fortunately, the kang was very big, so there was still enough space for the three of us. I got up quietly and wanted to go outside to relieve myself.

I opened the door and walked out quietly, and saw the little wolf lying at the door. I felt so ashamed that I had forgotten about it. In the pitch-black night, the little wolf's eyes were flashing green light, making people think it was a wolf. I myself doubted whether the little wolf was a wolf. When it saw me go out, it stood up to greet me, wagging its tail vigorously, looking very affectionate.

I also felt a little warm, so I bent down, hugged it, and buried my head in its long fur. It was very clean and would bathe in the small river in front of my house from time to time. Its fur was smooth and clean, and occasionally reflected light in the dim night.

I couldn't help but feel sad, thinking of my parents who had passed away a few years ago, and thinking of the past.

Once after dinner, our family of three sat in the yard to enjoy the cool air, and I asked my mother to tell me a story. She couldn't refuse, but she didn't have the talent for storytelling. After thinking for a long time, she finally remembered a story, the story of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl. I began to ridicule her, saying that her level was not high, and said a lot of scientific words that she didn't understand. She was so angry that she turned against me on the spot and scolded me. Even my father was implicated, and the crime of aiding and abetting the evil. After scolding us, she ordered us to go to bed and didn't let us enjoy the cool air leisurely. She was so unreasonable.

Thinking about it now, my mother's arrogant and unreasonable look was really endearing. If she were still alive and saw what I did, she would definitely scold me severely and then scold my father, because "father and son are of the same kind", which is a phrase she often uses to scold us.

Thinking of this, I felt both warm and sad. Looking at the quiet night sky and listening to the chirping of crickets in the air, my hatred towards God grew stronger.

I held the little wolf in my arms and sat on the ground. My longing for my parents surged out like a tide. My heart seemed to be grabbed by something. The pain was unbearable. I wished I could destroy everything in front of me. How wonderful it would be if people could really enter another world after death.

In that case, I can still see my unruly mother and silly father. Are they still husband and wife there? Mom is still there bullying Dad, right? When they see me, will they recognize me as their cunning son? Do they know how much I miss them?

I couldn't help but shed tears, I missed them so much... Just as I was indulging my emotions and feeling deep sadness in my heart, I suddenly heard a noise. It turned out that someone in the room got up, probably wanting to go out. I hurriedly got up and hid in the dark, not wanting others to see me in my current state.

The door was opened, and the charming Zhang Cuihua appeared. She didn't look sleepy at all, but rather full of energy.

I thought she was acting suspiciously and wanted to follow her, but I was in no hurry. With the little wolf around, she would never be able to get rid of me unless she could get rid of her own scent.

After waiting for a while, Xiaolang and I followed him and walked westward. After passing a few houses, we came to a dilapidated house. The low courtyard wall had collapsed in several places, and we could see inside from the outside. Inside was a small mud house with small windows covered with paper. Compared with Wei Sanzi's house, it was a world of difference. This was the home of an old bachelor named Li Guanggun, whose real name no one remembered.

He is in his forties and has been a bachelor for half his life. He is addicted to eating, drinking, whoring and gambling. He squanders all the money he has. He is also a lazy man and does not farm the land he has. I heard that he had affairs with several widows in the village. I also heard that Wei Sanzi's wife had an affair with him, but I didn't expect it to be true.

He didn't even have a dog at home, but dogs were indispensable here. Few households had walls, and with a dog, he wouldn't wake up in the morning to find that everything was missing from his home. I walked carefully to his house. The lights were on, reflecting the overlapping shadows of two people on the window.

His house didn't use electric lights, but still used oil lamps, which was quite ancient. I went to the window, dipped my finger in the saliva, gently poked a small hole in the window paper, and looked through the hole to see a spring scene.

She closed her eyes, her cheeks were flushed, and she was moaning from time to time, saying "Harder, harder". Along with the squeaking sounds made when they collided from below, my penis became hard.

This Li Guanggun's thing was not small, it was black, long and thick, just a little shorter than mine. No wonder that widow was as excited as a dung man when she saw him, it turned out that his thing was very useful. As his thing went in and out, Zhang Cuihua's moans became sometimes light and sometimes heavy, and I remembered another word. Like crying and complaining.

I was furious. This woman was really lustful by nature. Her husband had recovered from his illness, but she still couldn't stop thinking about having sex with others. I felt so sad for Wei Sanzi. It was such a tragedy to have a wife like this.

I coughed violently and the sound was so loud that the two men must have heard it. Li Guanggun hurried to blow out the light, but I was not hurt at all. I saw them putting on their clothes in a hurry and knew that this was the end of their night, so I went back and lay on Wei Sanzi's bed waiting for the woman to come back.

Soon, she came back. In the darkness, I could see that her eyes were watery and her cheeks were rosy, making her look even more charming.

She was about to get on the bed, and I asked, "Where have you been?"

She was startled, and when she saw me still lying there, she said in a panic, "I, I'm going to the bathroom. What's up, Uncle Xu, are you awake?"

I smiled coldly and said, "I coughed in front of Li Guanggun's window. Did you hear it?"

After hearing this, she turned pale, knowing that her secret had been exposed. She trembled and said, "Uncle Xu, why don't I understand what you are saying? I just went out for a while."

I got angry and stood up and slapped her in the face. It was a loud slap. But I was not worried that Wei Sanzi would wake up. I had already drugged him and he kept saying "drink, drink, drink" when I did it. Now he wouldn't wake up even if there was thunder.

When I first told the old monk that I wanted to learn the art of acupoint pressing, he made fun of me and said that I had watched too many martial arts movies and that there was no such thing as acupoint pressing in the world. There are acupoints, but these places are just more concentrated parts of the meridians. It is true that one can press a person to death, but it is not realistic to make someone unconscious or unable to move. Everyone has different physiques and can naturally withstand different amounts of force. Then there is the question of how to control the strength and so on. I stopped listening and just knew that he did not know the art of acupoint pressing. As for whether he really knew the art, it was worth considering.

In fact, the drug is just sleeping pills, which are rare here. Rural people don’t have insomnia. Can’t they sleep? Well, get up and work, and fall asleep when you are tired. People in the countryside never get enough sleep, and I have never heard of anyone who can’t sleep. I asked my godfather for this bottle of sleeping pills because he suffers from insomnia.

After slapping her, I whispered, "You are a born slut. You will not feel comfortable unless you are fucked by others!"

As I said that, I pushed her down on the bed, made her lie prone, and rode on her. She was unwilling to be bullied and kept struggling, but in front of me, she was like an ant struggling under the feet of an elephant. I held her down tightly so that she could not move. I held her head with one hand and untied her belt with the other hand. I reached my hand inside and without hesitation, I poked my fingers into her private parts. They were still wet. Her twisting body stiffened and then relaxed, like a deflated piece of leather.

I reached my hand through the door into her arms, placed it on her plump, firm breasts and kept kneading them. A soft, hard, smooth and refreshing feeling came from my hands. I kneaded her harder, wanting to crush her into pieces.

My hand below was pumping in her beautiful vagina, and water was gradually coming out of it, more and more. That soft flesh had an inexplicable attraction to me. I took off my pants without hesitation and inserted my dick into it.

I didn't expect her pussy to be so tight, which made me even more impulsive and I started thrusting desperately, but this didn't allow me to move to my heart's content, so I made her kneel down and thrusted from behind like a dog, sometimes I touched her white breasts, sometimes slapped her big fat ass, and I felt inexplicably happy in my heart. Life is so satisfying, what more could I ask for!

From time to time, I could hear dogs barking outside the window, and a few magpies flew up from the trees, perhaps startled by something, making the village seem even quieter. But here I was, in my friend's house, on his body, beside him, raping his wife. I was wondering, am I a little bad?

She had lost the ability to think, and just instinctively moved her butt back and forth to meet my impact. Her eyes were hazy, her cheeks were flushed, and she looked slutty. Seeing this, I couldn't help but get angry and wanted to punish her, but now it seemed that it didn't work, so I slapped her big white butt hard, with a loud "pop"! She cried out "Ah", and looked at me with watery eyes in reproach. I slapped her on the other buttocks again and said, "You whore, I'm going to teach you a lesson today!"

Perhaps because she saw the fierce light in my eyes, she dared not say a word, and so, slaps like raindrops kept hitting her fat white buttocks, leaving a series of red palm prints, which contrasted with her snow-white skin, making her look indescribably charming. Her cry of pain also changed, from a cry to a moan, and more water flowed, as if this could give her more pleasure. Her lower body became tighter and it felt really comfortable.

I became even more excited, spanking her butt hard, poking her hard, and finally touching her asshole with my finger. She immediately came to her senses, blushing with shame, and said, "No, it's dirty there."

I laughed and said, "You've never been touched here before, have you?"

She shook her head, her face flushed with shame.

I took advantage of her unpreparedness and inserted a finger into her.

"Ah!" She arched her body, her whole body stiff, her fat white ass was raised up, her fingers were clamped tightly, unable to move, and her lower body was also tightened, almost making me ejaculate. It seems that I underestimated the enemy, I didn't expect this bitch to be so slutty, huh, it's so tight, she turned around with a pleading face, looked at me pitifully, and said, "Don't do it there."

I smiled and said, "You will feel comfortable. Don't use force. Just relax. The harder you use, the more painful it will be." When she saw my determined look, she knew she couldn't argue with me, so she had to give in. She turned her head away, resignedly cooperated with me, and loosened her anus.

My cock was still pumping in her hole, and she gradually lost herself in the pleasure, forgetting the pain in her asshole.

I took the opportunity to interrogate you, asking, "How many people have you fucked, bitch?"

She whimpered and moaned, but didn't say anything. I spanked her hard and said, "Speak now!"

"One, only one..." The voice was filled with tears.

"Just the same guy as Li Guanggun?" I was stunned and said.

She nodded, "Oh, don't stop, I'll tell you everything!" She reacted strongly to my action of stopping.

As she wished, I increased my movements and even used the first move of the Joy Method. In the breast-pole style, I pointed at her nipples with two index fingers and gently sent a breath of internal energy to her lower body, which merged with the internal energy I sent out from my penis. The yin and yang collided, causing a slight explosion, which divided into thousands of tiny air streams and rushed to various sensitive acupuncture points on her body, giving her a tidal-like pleasure.

It gave her a surge of pleasure.

Sure enough, she let out a scream, her body tensed, her pussy kept contracting, and a stream of hot water spurted out from it, pouring on my rod, which was extremely comfortable. I didn't let her go, and used my hands to knead that plump white ass. Her ass was really nice, round and tight, plump and white, like a dough. I kneaded it like dough, and it felt good to touch. I kept fucking her until she turned pale and was barely breathing.

It's a pity that I didn't get any results, but I think she has suffered enough this time. She can't do it for a few days. If Wei Sanzi forces her to do it, she will definitely suffer. Haha, this is exactly what I meant. This kind of slut must be taught a lesson.

It was already four o'clock in the morning when I walked out of the house. It was the darkest time of the day and one or two dogs barking occasionally could be heard in the air. I thought, I'm probably not the only one doing that now. Many couples are doing it too.

I had just vented, and I felt relaxed all over, with the breeze and clouds light. The weather was so good, and the cool air surrounded me, faintly echoing with the cool air in my navel chakra.

My heart moved. I had heard the old monk say before that if I cultivated my kung fu to a certain level, I would be able to absorb and exhale the essence of the sun and the moon, transform it into innate vitality, increase my wisdom and prolong my life. He said that this was the supreme joyful Dharma of Tibetan Buddhism, and it was spread only because I had a predestined relationship with it and had a natural wisdom!

I hurried home and sat on the bed to practice Qigong. This might be an opportunity to take my Qigong to another level. Now, it is becoming increasingly difficult for me to break through to another level. There is no rapid progress as before. Instead, it is like the water in a spring, which keeps accumulating but still maintains a certain water level.

This stagnation is simply a great torture and a test of will. Although there is nothing wrong with not making progress, and I am still healthy and have superhuman reactions, I have been influenced by the passing of my parents and am not satisfied with just being able to strengthen my body and prolong my life. Instead, I pursue a kind of superhuman power that can turn the world around and make my destiny not at the mercy of God. This is the motivation for my diligent practice these years.

Sure enough, I entered a new realm. The cool air in my body slowly rotated at the navel chakra. The moonlight in the sky seemed to have temperature and was cool. It moved from the sky like a needle to the navel chakra and joined the rotating vortex. The rotating airflow gradually condensed and became thicker, rotating faster and larger, expanding outward with the inner navel as the center, and finally forming an air disk that covered me. The cool air spread throughout my body, as if it was going to penetrate into my bones, and as if it was cleansing my body, rolling some things out, and my body became transparent.

I can even see my internal organs and see a stream of air flowing through my body. It feels magical. It is very easy to have hallucinations when practicing this kind of kung fu. Sometimes I can see some inexplicable images. I took it easy and have come to this point today. This is the inner demon. Only by breaking the inner demon can I improve my practice.

In my heart, I tried hard to control myself and focus my mind. I just immersed myself in the shade, enjoying the freshness, and unknowingly entered a state of meditation.

When I woke up, it was already bright outside. I felt that I was different from usual, but I couldn't tell what the difference was. Was it that my facial senses became more sensitive? Or is it that your physique has become better? Or is it that the internal energy is more abundant? It seems to be both, but also seems to be neither. I am very surprised. It seems that there are many mysteries in the meditation last night. Could it be that I really absorbed the essence of the sun and the moon?

I hurriedly sat back on the bed and used the inner vision method to take a look. Well, the concentration of the internal energy increased, from a faint air to a silver-white air, and the running speed was more than twice faster than before. All the internal organs were surrounded by this white air, that's all.

The little wolf ran out of its room. It had been living in my parents' original house, where they built a small house for it. When it saw me, it jumped into my arms and licked my face with its big tongue. I could only dodge left and right and hold up its head with my hands to prevent its tongue from touching my face, but it insisted on licking my face, so we started playing. This was the happiest time for me. I didn't feel lonely or lonely, and my heart was full of warmth. At this time, I felt a little warmth.

I hate my ninth uncle. Even though I know he does this for my own good, I still hate him. I have had no one to care for me or accompany me since I was a child. I am alone at night. When I feel lonely, I can only hug the little wolf and snuggle with each other. Does he understand this miserable and cold life? He thought he had good intentions, but he didn't know how much a little kid like me needed care and love.

Fortunately, I have gotten used to it and now feel free and unrestrained. When you want to work, go work; when you want to be lazy, go be lazy; when you want to practice, practice; no one can interfere or restrict you. Today, I have to go to the fields to work. My corn is ripe and it's time to harvest it.

I have two acres of land, which was distributed by the village. After my parents died, the original land was taken back. There was a discussion on whether to give it to me. One side said that I was too young and could not farm it by myself, and if it was distributed to me, the land would become idle and a waste.

Another person said that as long as you are a villager, you should have land. If you cannot farm it yourself, you can ask others for help, such as relatives and friends. It will not be difficult to farm with less land. Finally, it was my ninth uncle who made the decision and gave me two acres of land. I reclaimed the land in front of and behind my house and found four

Five acres. I divided it into two pieces. I planted corn and wheat in rotation on one piece, and planted peanuts on the other piece. That was enough for me to eat.

The land is adjacent to my ninth uncle's house, so it's good to have someone to look after him. When I was a child, Yufeng always helped me with the work. Now that I have grown up and become stronger, it is the other way around and I am the one helping my aunt with the work. Uncle Jiu doesn’t do this kind of work as he is busy with his own company.

I went to the woodshed in the yard, where there were some farm tools, and took a few bags and a sickle. I chopped the corn stalks and pushed out the ox cart pulled by Dahuang. This was the largest cart in the village. Dahuang was very strong, so pulling a cart was a piece of cake for him. Even after plowing the fields for a whole morning, he still didn't breathe hard. It seems to be able to do everything with ease and I have never seen it look extremely tired. This may be the result of the Qigong massage I give it. I am becoming more and more confident in the Kung Fu I am practicing.

He harnessed it to the cart, threw the tools for work on the cart, and headed for the field with the five sheep and the little wolf.

My fields are on the Nanshan Mountain in front of my door. Nanshan Mountain is on the other side of the river in front of my door. The mountain is neither high nor steep, but the land there is not fertile, and is not as good as the land in the cornucopia in the north. Fortunately, the terrain is convenient, and horse-drawn carriages and ox-drawn carts can directly enter the fields and pull them down the mountain. The cornucopia is too steep and cannot be pulled by animals. Is this what it means to be imperfect?

Although this road is full of potholes, it is not difficult to walk on. As long as you don't walk too fast, it will be fine. I was sitting in the car, with the little wolf in front, walking in front of Dahuang, and five lambs walking behind, nibbling the grass by the roadside from time to time, and then hurriedly keeping up. Two of the five lambs will be able to produce milk this year, and then I can drink the goat's milk to my heart's content, and then give some to Yufeng. Goat's milk is very nutritious, and many scholars have been promoting this point.

Maybe it was late, there were few people on the road, but there were many people in the fields beside the road, all of them were busy harvesting corn, and occasionally looked up and greeted me. I responded enthusiastically. It is very important to greet others proactively. Farmers are not scheming, they are straightforward but they value face very much. If you give them face, they will repay you a hundredfold. If you lose their face, then the hatred is set, and they will wait for an opportunity to retaliate, making you even more embarrassed or even destructive.

Although I am not afraid of anyone in the village, I know the importance of things. I respect honest people, but I look down on those little ruffians with a cold eye. In addition, I am intimidating to them, so it is easy for me to gain the reputation of a "good guy".

In rural areas, reputation is extraordinarily important, and the idea of ​​having a good family background is deeply rooted. When a child in a family gets married, the other party will first inquire about the person's reputation in the village, which is the so-called "roots". If the person has good roots, then things will be easy, but if he does not have good roots, the other party will consider it carefully. "Like father, like son" is a truth in rural areas.

In fact, this simple idea carries absolute truth. Think about it, few children in each family can finish primary school. They only go to school for two years, learn a few words, and can write their own names and parents' names to avoid mistaking graves in the future. The education of children is almost entirely the responsibility of parents. Words and deeds play the greatest role, and children will inevitably learn from their parents. Therefore, this "root" is extremely important, and the manifestation of this "root" is reputation.

After being greeted along the way, I arrived at my field.

My field is rectangular and looks unripe. It is green and not yet yellow. The corn stalks arranged vertically and horizontally are bent by the corn cobs. The breeze blows gently, and the long tassels fall slightly. Looking at my ninth uncle's field next to me, most of the corn has turned yellow, and it is ripe. A graceful figure is picking corn in the yellow corn bush. It is Yufeng.

I don’t know what to do. Should I go over there or pretend I didn’t see it?

After hesitating for a moment, he made up his mind and walked over.

Chapter 4 Yufeng is angry

She is the only one in her ninth uncle's family who can work in the fields. Her ninth uncle is busy with his business and her cousin is studying in the town. Of course, her grandparents cannot work. This was really a lot for her to bear. Fortunately, I was able to help her with this in the past two or three years, which lightened her burden. But I have heard some rumors about my ninth uncle, saying that he has a woman outside. The villagers have learned a new word for it: "xiao mi" (mistress), saying that he has a mistress.

There is no smoke without fire. He must have done something to cause such a rumor. Thinking of the beautiful Yufeng, I couldn't help but feel angry.

I walked towards Yufeng. She was busy picking corn and didn't notice me. I greeted her and she turned around in surprise. When she saw it was me, her face turned cold. I called out "Yufeng" but she didn't respond. She lowered her head and started picking corn skillfully. She was so fierce that the corn fell all over the ground. Some of the corns were difficult to pick, so she simply pulled them down forcefully. The corn stalks were ruthlessly broken. Yufeng is very gentle and docile. Even when she is angry, she will not curse at others like other women. Why do you say that? Well, she is very cultured and has a good temperament.

I knew she was angry. She had a good temper and didn't get angry easily, but once she got angry, no one could stop her. That was why Uncle Nine was vaguely afraid of Yufeng. Usually when she saw me, she would hug me, kiss me a few times, and keep her fragrant body close to me.

Yufeng only has one child, her cousin, which is very rare in rural areas. Not having a boy means the end of the family line, which is extremely unfilial and an insult to the ancestors. There are often families with several daughters and one son. The family planning policy cannot eliminate this kind of thinking. They want to have a son even if they are fined to the point of bankruptcy. Fortunately, her ninth uncle is educated and has an open mind. However, since Yufeng is weak and cannot have another child, that's it.

For this reason, Yufeng always felt that she was sorry for her ninth uncle, and that it was a great regret that she could not leave roots for the Li family. So she treated me like her own son and doted on me more than her cousin. She would always cook for me secretly behind my ninth uncle's back and give me delicious food. When my ninth uncle was not at home, she would come to accompany me and hug me to sleep. She was the only warmth in my miserable days, and only she could warm my heart.

"Yufeng, I'm sorry. That night, I was too impulsive and couldn't control myself, so I did something worse than an animal. I really regret it. Please forgive me!" My face was heavy with sorrow. I followed her closely, helping her with the work and begging for mercy.

She still had a sullen face and said nothing, but she twisted the corn even harder with her hands. Wherever she passed, the corn fell over, as if rhubarb had come in and walked by.

It seemed that she was really angry. Usually, when I was naughty and made her angry, she would calm down as long as I pretended to be pitiful and admitted my mistake. But this time I really went too far and really pissed her off.

"Pa!" She slapped my hand away and still ignored me. I finally understood that she was really angry this time. So I stopped talking and just followed her silently, helping her with the work. Sometimes, words alone are more than enough; actions speak a hundred times louder than words.

Just like that, we kept silent and did our own work. I knew I couldn't rush things, so I could only let her calm down slowly. Then she wouldn't be so anxious to talk and would just work. This tactic is called playing hard to get.

It was very dull until noon. Thanks to my strength and speed, I had harvested all the corn in her family's two acres of field. I also cut down the corn stalks with a sickle and just waited for Dahuang to pull them back home.

It was already mid-day and very hot. The bridal gown that Yufeng was wearing was plain and thin, which made it very stuffy in the cornfield. Moreover, the leaves of the corn stalks were always found in places you would never expect, which was very annoying. As for me, due to my different physique, although I felt the stuffiness, I did not sweat. But she was not the same. She soon began to sweat profusely and her clothes were almost soaked. I felt both distressed and excited.

Sweat stuck her sleeves to her body, revealing her thin and attractive figure. Her narrow shoulders and graceful back made my penis hard just by looking at her. This might be what is called sexiness.

She has big breasts, and I know the size and softness of her breasts very well. Thinking of the breasts I have touched, I feel even more excited. She has a thin waist, which is rare here. Most women in the village have thick waists, probably because they work in the fields. Such a thin waist makes her originally small butt look very big. When she walks, she twists her waist, which is very charming. All this makes my heart burn with fire.

Maybe she saw my fiery eyes and her face turned red, which added a kind of charm and enchantment to her originally fair face. Is this the dignified and graceful Yufeng from before? Why do you look like a little girl? That kind of shyness is unique to young women, it is touching and attractive. I could even see the blush from her neck to her chest, and I really wanted to pull aside her quilt to see if her breasts were also red.

I brought Dahuang over, and the little wolf also followed. When he saw Yufeng, he wagged his tail and rubbed against her. It always looks ferocious to others, but is extremely nice to Yufeng. It is always very affectionate to her. Yufeng also likes its spirituality. Every time Uncle Jiu has a dinner party at home, the leftover food will be brought to it to eat. The little wolf is also very grateful. It will not even look at other people's things, let alone eat them. It is very confident in the things given by Yufeng.

After being intimate with the little wolf for a while, Yufeng's expression relaxed from dark clouds to cloudy. At my insistence, she rested aside while I loaded the truck.

It is impossible to load the corn from two acres of land into one cart. We can only load as much as we can, using corn and rice stalks to block the sides of the cart while loading the corn.

I wasn't sweating and wasn't tired, but I had to act pitiful at the moment and not try to be a hero, so I used my internal energy to force myself to sweat and pretended to be faint and out of breath.

As expected of a woman who loves me, she finally couldn't stand it anymore and said, "Zixing, take a break. No one is forcing you to do it!" Although her tone was harsh, she finally spoke.

I said hurriedly, breathlessly, "Yufeng, I... I'm not tired, it's okay, it will... be fine in a while." As I said that, I hurriedly started working again, working harder than before.

Suddenly I saw Yufeng's face turned red again. I felt confused. Did I say something that I shouldn't have said?

My lower body was hard and had a tent erected, but I couldn't hide this from anyone else. She was so close to me, she must have seen it clearly.

I saw her eyes secretly glancing at me from time to time, pretending not to care, which made my lower body even harder.

Soon, I loaded the cart and prepared to go home. We sat on both sides of the cart. She didn't say much, just stroked Dahuang, making Dahuang unable to open his eyes when pulling the cart. I was jealous of him. I suddenly thought, if it could always be like this, and she stayed quietly by my side, what a happy thing it would be.

Perhaps, this is the thought that has always remained in my heart. If one day, she is with me, in my home, treating me like a mother or a daughter-in-law, just the two of us, no longer separated, she helps me cook, wash me, warm my bed, and when I go to sleep, I can touch her breasts and hug her to fall asleep sweetly, how wonderful it would be!

I was daydreaming when I suddenly felt something was wrong. I tried to collect my thoughts and saw a carriage coming up the hill. The road is not wide and can only accommodate one car. Two cars cannot pass side by side. People can only drive one car at a time. In the city's parlance, it is a one-way street. The carriage was moving very fast, and by the time I noticed it, it was not far away from us.

I found that there was no one in the car. It must be a frightened horse. Such a horse is very scary. It will kick people when it sees them. It is impossible to control it. I can only follow it and wait until it is tired and then catch it. If you want to catch it by force, it is very difficult!

At this time, I didn't care about anything else and dragged Yufeng over. She was so scared that she couldn't move and let me hug her. I didn't have time to enjoy her petite and fragrant body. I just stared at the carriage and shouted at Dahuang to go to the fields by the roadside. Fortunately, Dahuang was very obedient and quickly walked into the fields by the roadside. However, you cannot avoid this matter. The horse was possessed by a ghost and rushed towards me as if it had a deep hatred. I could see its red eyes shining with madness.

I was filled with anger, the resentment of Yufeng's cold shoulder in the morning flared up, and I thought angrily, "How dare you, you beast, come and mess with me? I'll see if I can punish you!"

He put Yufeng on the cart again and shouted, "Hold on to the cart, don't get off!"

I got off the carriage and ignored Yufeng's call. I secretly gathered my strength and waited for the carriage to come over. In a blink of an eye, it was in front of me, glaring at me fiercely. At the moment it was about to hit me, I dodged to the side and then punched it hard in the side, but I failed to avoid the carriage and was hit by it and fell to the ground.

I only heard a scream: "Zixing, don't!"

It was Yufeng's voice. I saw her stumbling out of the carriage in the dust raised by the carriage and rushing over, just as frightened as the horse just now.

She rushed over and hugged me, and asked anxiously, "Zixing, where did you get hit? Does it hurt?"

Her words were incoherent, her face was full of anxiety, and she looked like she wanted to cry.

I felt a warm current rising in my heart, my eyes felt sore, and I smiled unnaturally: "Yufeng, I'm fine, I was just hit by the carriage."

When she saw that I was talking quietly, she suddenly hugged me and held my head in her arms, so tightly that I couldn't breathe. My head was wrapped in her soft breasts, so soft and fragrant, and I could hear her heartbeating fast.

I knew she was very scared by me. Even though I was beaten by her, I felt warmer in my heart, as if I had returned to the past.

I have been very naughty since I was a child, and I became even worse after my parents passed away. Yufeng was very good to me, but also very strict. Sometimes when I was too naughty, she would scold me and beat me. I knew she was doing it for my own good, so I didn't resist. She would cry while beating me, as if she was mad at me, but I felt bad about it. When she beat me, I would convince myself that beating was out of love and scolding was out of love. Instead of being angry, I felt very happy, because I thought that someone was still taking care of me and that I was not a child that no one cared about.

Today, she hit me again. It seemed that she was really scared. She has rarely hit me in the past two years. One reason is that I have grown up and she can reason with me. The other reason is that I am not as naughty as I was when I was a child.

Her tears began to flow again. At this moment, there was something in her that made me want to hold her in my arms and protect her carefully. I wished I could hold her in my arms forever and never let her go. So I hugged her tightly and said, "Yufeng, I won't dare to do it again."

Her excitement gradually subsided, and she sighed and said, "Alas, I owed you this in my last life, so I let you torture me in this life."

I didn't say anything, just held her in my arms, feeling the fragrance emanating from her petite and plump body. The thing that had softened became hard again. I held her tighter and tighter, as if I wanted to crush her. She didn't struggle, perhaps she hadn't yet woken up from the shock she had just had.

I suddenly lost my balance and we both fell into the field. She started to struggle and I had to let her go.

She got up in a hurry, tidied her clothes hastily, and said with a red face, "Hurry up and look, why is the horse lying there?"

Only then did I realize that not far ahead, there were two people squatting beside the crazy carriage. The horse had fallen to the ground with blood at the corner of its mouth.

I knew that the horse was finished. A horse cannot lie down. Lying down would mean it is abnormal. Even when it sleeps, it stands and at most rolls on the ground a few times.

I walked up to it and looked at it. Its eyes had lost the crazy light just now and it was just looking at its owner sadly. The owner squatting beside it was Wei Shichang, an honest man and a respected person in the village. He was very skillful with his hands and could do everything, especially growing crops. He had a high seniority in the village. He was well-known for his love for horses, and he was heartbroken when he saw the horse's pitiful expression. He murmured to himself: "What should I do? What should I do?"

I looked at his wrinkled face and felt soft-hearted.

I asked, "Uncle, what happened to the horse?"

He turned his head, looked at me, and said with a wry smile: "I don't know what happened. I just wanted to pull some corn, and it suddenly went crazy. Now it's like this. What on earth happened!"

I asked, "Did he get scared? Or did he eat something?"

He didn't want to talk to me. He just shook his head and stared at the lying horse, tears almost coming down his face. Alas, it is difficult for a man like him who has experienced so much to shed tears. I felt a little guilty that I should not have hurt the horse. If I had known it was Uncle Wei's horse, I would never have hit it. I have always been grateful to Uncle Wei. He has helped me a lot. I remember when I just lost my parents, a bachelor bullied me on the road. He couldn't bear it and scolded the bachelor. I remember every little bit of it in my heart.

I walked to the horse, squatted down, and touched the place where I punched it. It was already sunken. That was the rib area. It was very likely that I broke its ribs, and it was in so much pain that it dared not move.

I have been practicing Qigong in recent years. Although I am not familiar with boxing and kicking skills, my internal strength is already quite good. I can already emit internal Qi and use enough strength to hit objects in the air. I can even smash a stone half a meter away into pieces. Treating Wei Sanzi's illness was just an experiment. I already have this experience. Now seeing Uncle Wei so sad, of course I have to give it a try.

I gathered my energy in my palm and tried to feel its injuries. Fortunately, two of its ribs were really broken and pierced into its stomach. I used my internal energy to hold those two ribs and gently put them back in place little by little. I used my other hand to supply air so that it didn't feel any pain. It took a lot of effort because I didn't dare to go too fast and had to move slowly. It was very tiring and I had to continuously output my internal energy. It took a long time to complete.

There were a lot of people around, all coming to watch, giving verbal comfort to Uncle Wei or making some comments. They had noticed my actions and saw me closing my eyes, putting my hands on the horse's belly, my face gradually turning pale. Out of curiosity, when I opened my eyes, I was already sweating profusely and my face didn't look very good. Just as I was about to speak, the horse had already started to move, shook its head, kicked its legs, and actually stood up.

Everyone around shouted in surprise, because if the horse lay down, it meant it was about to die. Because we have no medicine or veterinarians here, sick horses can only wait to die. In this rural area, horses are an indispensable and important member of the family. Without them, all farm work will almost come to a standstill.

Uncle Wei was so surprised that the tears he had just held back finally fell.

The horse seemed to know that it had escaped death, and it used its mouth to protect the uncle affectionately.

Uncle Wei was as happy as a child. People around him kept exclaiming in amazement. They gathered around Uncle Wei to ask what happened. I hurriedly reminded him, "Uncle, don't let the horse move too much. Its ribs are broken. I just helped it get back. Go home and put some wood on it. It needs to be nursed back to health for a few days."

Uncle Wei smiled until his eyes narrowed, and he just kept saying, "Okay, okay, okay."

I felt exhausted and my whole body seemed to be falling apart. I knew it was because I had overexerted myself and needed to recover immediately. I quickly got rid of the crowd, got on Da Huang's car, and headed down the mountain.

Yufeng also followed and sat next to the car.

I don't know where my desire has gone, and I am tired, and I wish I could lie on the jade and sleep.

I became less and less energetic, and I almost fell asleep in the end. Fortunately, I used my will to overcome this sleepiness. He didn't care about others, got off the car, found a piece of corn field, and sat cross-legged to exercise his skills.

Later, Yufeng, who became one of my secret wives, said that I was swaying to find a corn field, sitting down like the Buddha of Tathagata, and then making different hand shapes with both hands. It was very strange and very beautiful. Seeing me sitting with my eyes closed, she was a bit solemn and solemn, which made her dare not move.

I am actually exercising my skills, and this is dynamic skills. There are two types of qigong I have learned, one is static exercise, and the other is dynamic exercise. Static exercise is a static exercise, making a hand seal, sitting cross-legged in meditation. Dynamic exercise is not a practice of practicing exercises, but also sitting in a cross-legged manner, but not meditating, but seeking tranquility in movement. You must constantly make hand seals. Through the strange form of hand seals, you can absorb the energy between heaven and earth and turn it into your own use. The hand seal is like a form that fits a certain energy between heaven and earth, and can quickly suck energy into the body.

Dynamic exercise is difficult, and requires you to cook hundreds or thousands of handprints on your chest, and be able to use them as you wish without any obstacles. Even if you have a little hesitation, it will not succeed, and it is even very dangerous.

Fortunately, I have no distracting thoughts in the past few years and have practiced hard, so I have barely used this technique.

Sure enough, I felt a hot air flow from the Heavenly Gate, injecting into the Rakuten Wheel. With different seals, it flowed into the Rakuten Wheel from different chakras. It was warm all over and the breath had already filled the whole body. I stopped the exercise and got up, feeling energetic, even better than before. When I opened my eyes, I saw Yufeng looking at me with her delicate eyes, which made me very uncomfortable and said, "Yufeng?"

She woke up, blushed, and hurriedly said, "Well, are you doing?"

I said, "It's okay. I was just a little tired just now. Now I'll have a rest."

"Then, okay, let's go." She looked like she wanted to speak but stopped. I knew she was curious, but she couldn't help asking. She wanted to keep it in the market, so she pretended not to see it and got in the car and went home.

I sat in the car, but felt that my spirit was so excited. Looking at her slender body, the bottom was so hard that I didn't care. Maybe it was because my desire was rising.

Come to Jiu's house.

Jiu's uncle is now the richest person in the village, and the house is the most luxurious. The bluestone tiled house and the grand gatehouse give people a sense of oppression. In the past few years, I have not come to his house for no reason. One is that I don't want to see Jiu's uncle, and the other is that the threshold of his house is too high, which has such a domineering taste.

I parked the car in front of the door and started unloading the car. His yard was very large and it was plenty of corn to put on. At this time, two old men walked out of the yard, gaining weight and being in good spirits. This is my grandma and grandpa. The other elderly people in the village are too thin, but they gaining weight is a contribution to the filial piety of my uncle. The two elders also raised their heads and chests in front of others, feeling proud!

I don't have any special liking for them, because when I need them the most, I don't see them.

They were very enthusiastic and were very happy to see me. They pulled me to ask questions and put things in my arms, including sugar and fruit. This is for the children in the village. This is a rare thing. Every household can barely eat enough, so they have no money to buy snacks for their children. Besides, they may not be able to buy even if they want to buy them, so they can only buy them when they are in the market.

Although I was not very close to them, I was also infected by their enthusiasm and treated them with a smile. Besides, my mother looks very similar to grandma, and she has to give her face if she doesn't look at her face.

After a while, they started working. The old couple went out and said they were going to the willow trees by the river to enjoy the cool and chat, and they would not come back to have lunch.

After unloading the car, I entered Jiu's uncle's house.

Of course I stayed at her house for lunch. Yufeng's craftsmanship is amazing and she never gets tired of cooking. Besides, I have ulterior motives.

So I sat in the living room to watch TV. I rarely saw this thing. When I was a child, I often watched it. The bigger I was, the harder I could not watch TV. I haven’t watched TV for two or three years. The TV series "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" was broadcast, which was the first time that the heroes were discussed by brewing wine.

But as I watched, I felt my body getting hotter and hotter, my lower body was so hard that I didn’t see Yufeng. This was very abnormal. I didn’t care about watching TV, so I sat down and focused my mind, and my heart was cold. I had a problem with my kung fu.

Today I overdraw my internal breath. If I can use static exercises, I will definitely be able to further my cultivation level. If I use dynamic exercises, it will be effective quickly. However, the mistake is that you actually use your power at noon, and the energy between heaven and earth is the most yang. If it is nothing in normal times, I can quickly assimilate them, but I choose to absorb this hyperyang energy when the internal breath is overdrawn. Without the internal breath in my body assimilate them, I will be in this situation now - the yang fire burns my body.

Flashes of strong heat surrounded me, and I hurried to Yufeng's charm and sat cross-legged to exercise my skills. Unfortunately, my mood is chaotic and I cannot fully meditate, and my motivation is to drink poison to quench my thirst.

hot! hot! I was so hot that I hurried to the well in the yard, scooped out a basin of water from the water tank and poured it on my head. The coldness in the moment made me wake up a lot, but the heat came again and ran around without my control. I was panicked and knew that I was the most afraid of when I met a practitioner.

Going into trouble! I could only keep watering. After a while, a tank of water had been used up by me, but it was becoming more and more hot.

At this time, Yufeng walked out of the room with apron, looked worried, grabbed my hand holding the basin and said, "Zi Xing, what's wrong? What's wrong?"

But I found that the heat in the place where she held me was reduced a lot. I suddenly realized that I was so stupid. I didn’t expect that this method. A woman’s yin energy is now like a magic pill. The combination of yin and yang will definitely be able to solve it!

I quickly let go of the basin, grabbed Yufeng's little hand that was so rough but soft, and said, "Yufeng, save me!"

She might have been frightened by my appearance, and her face began to turn pale again. She said anxiously, "Zi Xing, what's wrong? Why do you always scare me? You're scared to death by scaring Yufeng to death? Tell me quickly, what's going on?"

I grabbed her hand, she might not notice it, but for me, it was much more useful than watering. I explained my current situation to her and finally said, "Yufeng, only you can save me."

Her face was complicated, and she kept changing to her face, making my heart bulge. Finally, her expression fainted and felt a sense of fearlessness, and she said, "Okay, but this time it's to save you. If you don't take the example, can you agree?"

I immediately said, "No next time!" Actually, I played a little trick, similar to the trick of "The cold bird will build a nest tomorrow". Tomorrow will always be tomorrow, or I can also make a second statement. There are no next time, there are two, three, countless times, I think I am really bad!

She locked the door first and entered the room silently. My body was already dry, and it was obvious how warm my body was, so she hurriedly followed her into the room.

Chapter 5: Scoring twice

She sat on Wee, Hang was very big, able to sleep four or five people, and there was a cabinet on the head of Hang and the quilt was placed inside. She lowered her head, didn't speak or looked at me, and we both sat silently, with a breath that made me feel moved in the room.

"Yufeng?"

"Um."

"Yufeng?"

"Um."

"Jade skin..."

"Jade skin..."

"Yufeng!"

"Um, what?"

In the two words of Yufeng, I kept changing my tone of speaking to express my desire. In the end, I couldn't wait so much, but I didn't dare to go too far, so I could only ask for soft words.

"I have this fever, maybe it's going to be on, so start quickly!" I begged with a red face.

Her Zhuang Xiu's face suddenly turned red, like two pieces of red dyed on a white cloth, showing unprecedented beauty.

I saw that she didn't say anything, and I understood that she still couldn't stand it. After all, she was my aunt in terms of generations. So I walked over, sat down close to her body, stretched out my arms to wrap around her, my body was soft and cool. I could feel the shady air on her body through my clothes, just like I was immersed in the river water in summer, which was very comfortable. The restless heat in my heart was suppressed, but another kind of fire rose from my dantian, which made me start to be excited.

I hugged her in my arms, hugged her hard, and fell on the kang, pressing her under me, really wanting to crush her and blend it into me. Yufeng did not resist, and let me hug my arms and hug my waist. I was still not satisfied. I wanted to completely possess her, so I kissed her little mouth with her big mouth, but she dodged left and right, not letting me kiss her, and said softly that it was no.

This aroused my possessiveness even more. I wrapped my legs around her lower body and put my arms around her upper body. Only my head could move. She could only shake her head and dodge. It was difficult to catch her. I could only use my hands to clamp her face and kiss her forcibly.

My lips with a slightly dry mouth and a fragrant tongue that moved me. I kissed her hard, wanting to suck all the water from her mouth and suck her tongue in, and I want to connect with her.

I don't know how long it took, but I felt so tired. I opened my mouth and took a breath and started taking off her clothes. At this time, she had already softened, as if she had no bones, but there were many buttons on her building, which was very difficult to take off. I was so angry that I tore it up, revealing her shirt, which was a white silk vest, which made her Bai Zhe's skin look even more attractive.

I pulled it off my vest, and my white breasts jumped out, and my nipples were red. Just like when I was a child, I rushed up impatiently, one with one hand, playing with two white breasts. I have wanted to touch these two breasts since I was a child. How great it would be if I could touch these two breasts all the time! Now I can finally touch it again, I can't let go of it, and I am satisfied.

I kneaded them hard, and Yufeng's throat made a sound of sucking air.

Like the sounds made in winter when it is cold, there may be whimpering occasionally. The sound is so greasy that it makes me itchy. Her cheeks are red, not as dignified as usual, and there is a sense of charm and seductiveness. Her soft body twists like a snake, and her legs are twisted hard, looking very uncomfortable. I pressed on her and almost got pushed down.

I yelled softly, "Yufeng, Yufeng."

She was even more shy when I called her, but she refused to agree. My heart was filled with a satisfying pleasure. I wished I could laugh out loud. I screamed even more vigorously. She cursed hatefully, "You little villain, stop calling you!" With her now blushing face, she was indescribable.

I became impulsive and felt that I couldn't stand it anymore, so I hurriedly untied her belt. The belts of people in the countryside were tied with a strand of cloth, which was easy to untied. As long as I grabbed my head, I opened it as soon as I pulled it. She cooperated to lift her butt and let me take off her pants, and she hurriedly reached out to cover her vagina, revealing only a few strands of hair, which made my eyes unable to move away. The black and shiny hair and snow-white skin made my blood boil.

Her legs were very straight and white, like two lotus roots, white and tender. I really wanted to bite her two bites. She was neither fat nor thin, and she was very toned. She could even see the muscles and bones inside with her strength. Her butt was erect and she had two small nests when her legs were stretched out. I didn't expect Yufeng to have such a good figure. I hurriedly took off my pants and held my own thing like a burned iron rod. When Yufeng saw it, she quickly turned her head and blushed as if it was burning. I hurriedly used it to poke the hole under Yufeng, but unexpectedly I encountered a pair of hands and I shouted anxiously, "Yufeng!"

Yufeng shyly took her hands away, her eyes closed, and her whole body was red with shame.

I was like a general amnesty, picked up the two white and tender thighs and placed them on my waist, and inserted them towards the wet hole.

"Oh..." Both of us made a sound from our throats at the same time.

I felt that my iron rod was soaked in warm water, warm and cool, and there was a feeling of pleasure that penetrated into my bones. The heat in my body surged there as if I had found a discharge port.

"Oh, it's so hot!" Yufeng moaned, shook her head vigorously, her hair was dispersed, and a few strands covered her face, making her look even more charming.

I started moving. Her hole was very shallow. If she couldn't get into me, she would go to the end. When she encountered a ball of soft flesh, she seemed to have a hole. There was another hole. I quickly poked it there.

Yufeng, who was like a fever, hurriedly stopped him and said, "No, it's all."

I didn't look into it in depth, so I stopped there, pulled it out and inserted it, having a lot of fun. Yufeng couldn't do it after a few strokes. She let out a scream, not as gentle as usual. Her body was cramped, shaking and tightening, and she held it tightly like a child's little hand. A stream of warm water was sprayed out from it, poured on my iron rod, but a cool air went up and flowed into my navel chakra.

I was overjoyed and quickly changed my position, picked her up, then sat down cross-legged, let her sit on it, hugged me, she could only let me mercy, her eyes were still blurred, I aimed her hole and pressed her naked body hard, and went to the end.

"Um, no!" She wanted to jump up, but I held it tightly. "No!" She beat my back desperately, wanting me to let go. I felt that my things were wrapped in a meat cover, which was very comfortable. I stuck her upper body with my arms and poked her hard with my lower body. "No!" She screamed even more sharply, leaning back, head back, chest forward, mouth wide open, wanting to shout but can't make a sound. After a few seconds, her body softened, and water sprayed downwards.

I endured my desire and dared not indulge anymore, otherwise she would not be able to bear it.

The loss of yin energy is extremely harmful to the body. Although I am not happy enough, I have achieved my goal. I didn’t expect that Yufeng is so careless. She didn’t do this last time. Could it be because I am too arrogant?

I put Yufeng down, looked at the wet area under me, and hurriedly took out two quilts from the Hang Toutiao, made one for her, and covered one for her. Although it was noon, it was already autumn, and it was cold in the heat. If I was not careful, I would probably catch a cold. Besides, she was the weakest time now.

I went down to the ground naked, found a towel, lifted the quilt, wiped her sweat, especially her lower body, wiped it again and again, and stroked it for a while, and it became wet again. Her face was also red and turned cold. But I was not afraid of her, and I was still unscrupulous. She had no choice but to do so. She was wet and dry, and wet. Fortunately, she had no strength. After the wipe, I wrapped her with a quilt and opened the window for some breathing.

I lay beside her and hugged her in my arms. At this time, she had no choice but to let me manipulate. She covered her quilt and only showed her head. I tidied up the messy hair on her forehead, kissed her forehead, and then inserted my hand into her hair, stroking her hair, quietly, without saying a word. This is what I learned from books. After that, women need comfort and care. This is very important, and it can make women feel the other person's love.

Sure enough, Yufeng fell asleep after quiet. I slept like a little girl with a sweet smile. I really want to be with her forever and hug her like this. Uncle Jiu must have a woman outside, and he would not be very nice to Yufeng. Thinking of this, I felt a little happy and anger. After thinking about it for a while, I remembered to practice martial arts.

I ran to my grandma's house and sat cross-legged on the jade to refine the yin energy of the jade phoenix. The effect was good. The yang energy in my body had been almost discharged. With the addition of the yin energy, the two qi gradually merged and turned into a pure breath, flowing through the three meridians and four chakras, thunderously.

When I opened my eyes, my grandma, grandpa and Yufeng were in front of me. I was shocked when I saw them, as if I was surprised to see me awake.

Grandpa spoke, "Zixing, your eyes are scary, so bright!"

I suddenly realized that it must be that I had just finished my exercise and my internal energy overflowed, and my eyes flashed with light from the outside.

Yufeng said, "Dad, he knows qigong!" I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but I feel that there is something strange in Yufeng's tone, as if his wife is talking about her husband. If it were before, she would have said "Zixing knows Qigong" and would not use the word "he", which made me secretly happy.

After hearing this, my grandfather tilted his neck and looked at me carefully, and smiled and said, "Haha, our grandson is still a master of qigong, I didn't see it!"

Grandma was very unhappy when she heard this and said, "You dying old man, didn't you see the scary look when Zixing opened her eyes just now? Can you? Show me too? You can show me what an old stubborn one!" Grandpa immediately shut up.

As the saying goes, like a mother, like a daughter. It seems that my mother must be like a father who can’t blame her because of her inheritance. She can’t make the decision.

After dinner, Xiaolang and Dahuang were already so impatient. Dahuang was gnawing at the tree at Jiu's door. Xiaolang sat in the middle of the door, staring at the people coming and going, treating this place as his own.

When I got home, I washed the water and felt refreshed, and then lay down on the shore to read the book. The book "Red and Black" has not been finished yet. The classics are famous books, which are more readable than ordinary novels. If I read a book normally, if it is a novel, I can read several books a day. I read very quickly, probably because my mental concentration is high and my thinking speed is faster than ordinary people.

I will read a book three times in a row. It is very important to have this book for the first time. It gives you this inspiration or inspiration. It is similar to the first impression when you meet someone, and it is something direct and shocking. The second time is also very important. You get more of what you discover. There are many surprises and many sudden realizations. Most of the essence is in these two times. In these two times, you can already maintain a calm heart, unlike when you first time you were affected by the book. Haha, a little experience, but later I found that my habit is simply mysterious and a secret to my success.

I already know the ending of "Red and Black", so I don't rush to watch it. It's also a pleasure to chew it slowly.

It's still so hot now that I don't need to cover myself with a quilt, so I spread the quilt under my body. Although it's a little worse than the sofa at Jiu's uncle's house, it's also very good. The window faces south, and the breeze blows on my wet hair. My wet hair can feel the gentleness of the wind blowing between my hair, which is so refreshing.

I read a book leisurely. I don’t know how long it took, someone knocked on the door. It was the little wolf’s cry that woke me up. I went out to open the door. There were three people standing in front of the door, one man and two women. The man was burly, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and very powerful. He was my best friend.

This kid has entered high school now, which is amazing. There are not many high school students in the village history. Dadu went home to help with work before he graduated from elementary school. In short, the school is just to help see the children.

Most of the villagers who have not entered high school are unreproached to the children. The root cause lies in adults. They have not fully understood the importance of going to school. This careless attitude directly affects the children. Their grades will naturally not be good. If they have poor grades, they will naturally have to go home to farm. This cycle leads to such a phenomenon.

As for the big bull, it can only be said to be lucky. His parents are quick to realize and know the importance of going to school. Moreover, his father Li Baoquan is a butcher. He has the money at home and does not need him to go to the fields to farm. Besides, with my guidance, he finally got into junior high school and high school.

So, he wants to thank the country, the party, the parents, and me. This kid is honest when he sees me. Brother Xu kept calling, and I feel so stingy.

When I was stunned, he shouted "Brother Xu". I smiled and said, "Big Niu, oh, Li Fugui, why are you back?" When I saw that I had to give him some face in front of the two women, I couldn't just call him a nickname, but his big name was not very nice.

I ignored his excited look and looked at the two women, one big and the other small, wearing dresses, both of them were beautiful women. The little skin is slightly dark, with almond eyes and peach cheeks, and it is very energetic. You can tell at a glance that it is a small spicy board. Another beauty has a white skin, not very beautiful, but very pretty, with a long neck, which looks elegant and elegant. What I noticed most is that her eyes are very similar to my mother, and they are so full of spirituality, which fascinates me.

Both of them were very nervous, their faces turned so pale, maybe they were scared by the little wolf.

Daniu hurriedly said, "Brother Xu, this is the teacher we are going to get from our village school. Teacher Song Siya and Song. This is my classmate Zhang Jing. I just had a holiday and rushed back to see you."

I called the little wolf and let them enter the house. When I saw two women looking around, I looked very curious, just like Grandma Liu entering the Grand View Garden, I didn’t know what was good at this simple place in my place.

After entering my room, there was no stool, I had to sit on Wei. Fortunately, my kang was big enough and I sat down. I smiled and said, "Boy, you are in a glorious place now. It's time to call you Xiucai Li!"

Daniu said, "Haha, no matter how powerful I am, I am still a fool in front of Brother Xu."

I was happy, but on the surface I was still modest, and said, "Don't say that, I can't bear it. Don't look at you with admiration for three days. You kid are different now than before. Don't pretend in front of me, tell me, how are you doing in school?"

Zhang Jing said from the side, "He is very powerful, he always comes first in our class!"

I was so surprised in my heart. I didn't expect this kid to become so powerful. At that time, he was as stupid as a stone.

Daniu said, "It's nothing. I'm like this now because I learned well from Brother Xu and benefited for the rest of my life."

Talk about their interesting stories when they were in school, talk about the rich people he had met, and the city was like this, which made me yearn for it, and the unwillingness in my heart was completely inspired. Although my heart is surging and I still pretend to be calm on the surface, this is also a kind of kung fu. When I calmed down, I saw Song Siya staring at my bookcase and not paying close attention to our conversation. I knew that she was a person who likes to read.

I asked Daniu why the village was divided into teachers, and I realized that the village teacher had run away again.

The teachers in our village are subject to one of them every two years. They can’t stand the poverty here and the children’s indifference to learning. It would be great if they could last for two years. The current teacher is a young man, gentle and knowledgeable, but unfortunately he is still not strong enough and he escapes every day.

I looked at the Xiuya woman sitting in front of me and couldn't help but ask in my heart, would she leave too?

Looking at the expressions of Daniu and Zhang Jing, it is not difficult to guess that this kid is in love. Maybe it is very important in the city. But for Daniu's parents, it is difficult for them to understand the positive and negative effects of this problem. I think they must be happy and proud that their son is extraordinary and could find a good wife so early.

Song Siya picked up the "Red and Black" that I placed on Wu's head and started watching it.

Daniu said, "Sister Siya, if you like books, you will be blessed. Brother Xu has a lot of books."

Song Siya raised her head and smiled, "I didn't expect Brother Xu to have so many books. I wonder if she could lend it to me?" She smiled and felt like the ice and snow melting. Her smile seemed to emit light from her hands, which was very moving.

I smiled faintly and said, "Of course, it's rare that there is someone who likes my book." In fact, I am not very willing. I am not stingy in other things, but I don't lend it to others for the book, but I can't refuse her.

Maybe her smile has a moving glory, or maybe she looks like my mother.

Finally, Daniu expressed his true intention, because Song Siya, she was here for the first time and was a woman again. The little gangsters in the village would definitely bully her, so she wanted me to help protect her.

In the past, several young female teachers were harassed by the little gangsters in the village and sued several times, but it was useless. The respected elders in the village could not suppress them, and finally ran away. Although the villagers said that they were unfair, one did not attach much importance to studying, and the other did not dare to stand up and could not afford to offend these gangsters. They were very difficult to deal with and had many means. Throwing stones at home, pouring shit and urine, igniteing haystacks, feeding crotons to cows, digging crops, etc., is one of the things that people can afford.

I nodded and agreed, and called Daniu to pass on the message, saying that Song Siya was my relative. I think these gangsters would not provoke her.

They left in the evening. Before leaving, I gave Song Siya a bamboo flute. This was made by me by myself, specially used to call the little wolf. The sound was very high and you don’t have to use too much force to make a harsh stern sound. The little wolf can hear it from far away, and you can definitely hear it here when you are joking the little wolf in school.

But I couldn't calm down in my heart. Look at the big guy and myself. I felt that I could no longer live like this mediocrely and should do something.

I have read many economic books, but they cannot be applied to reality. I have been thinking about it for a long time, and there is only one way, which is to start with growing vegetables.

Growing vegetables does make money, but why do many people grow vegetables but no one becomes rich? There is only one answer. Not enough scale.

Most people only plant one or two acres, and they are content to make some money and dare not plant too much. The mystery is so great.

A great man has a saying called "liberate the mind", and an ancient saying also says "The more bold a person is, the more wealth he has", and one word reveals the mystery.

If you make a hundred yuan per acre of land, then ten acres will make a thousand yuan. This is an easy thinking, but people don’t think this way of thinking. Their idea is that a maximum of ten yuan per acre of land can be paid, but ten acres can be paid 100 yuan.

So they dare not do big things. Just make some small money and spend enough money. In jargon, it is "risk". People dare not take too much risk. After all, it is related to the livelihood of the whole family.

The answer is that I thought hard and kept thinking about it. Why are there so many people in the village, and only Jiu's family became rich, and the others just barely had enough food? Is it because Jiu's family went to school? Or is there any other reason?

Finally, I read a book called "Thinking and Getting Rich" and was deeply inspired and came up with this answer.

So I made up my mind to expand the scale of growing vegetables. Anyway, I am a bachelor, so I am not afraid of losing money, so I can only lose all of it. Besides, I still have enough skills to avoid being hungry.