Mom's Appearance (Family Incest Adult Novel)

Author: Crazy Little Devil

"Men's sexual desire is strongest when they are around 20 years old, while women's sexual desire is strongest when they are around 40 years old. Therefore, a 20-year-old man and a 40-year-old woman can get the greatest sexual satisfaction and have the most harmonious sex life together.

Men in their twenties have no career, no money, nothing. But girls around twenty are at the best age of their lives, young, beautiful, and full of energy. As the saying goes, a good bird chooses a tree to roost in, and a good girl chooses a husband to marry. They don't like ordinary boys and all dream of marrying into a wealthy family, becoming a ready-made young lady from a poor family. You either have to be a second-generation rich, or have strong abilities (including sexual abilities), or have a very handsome appearance. Otherwise, it is very difficult to find a good girl with a clean background.

As for women in their forties, they have rich experiences, and their family and career are basically stable, but what they lack is passion. Their husbands are middle-aged and have spent half their lives with their "yellow-faced wives" with no passion at all. Those who are successful in their careers have families outside their home and keep a young mistress outside to satisfy their physical and psychological needs. Those who have no money and power and are not very successful just don't like their wives, treat them coldly, and don't touch their wives once a month. You must know that women of this age are in their prime and have strong sexual needs. How can they endure it for a long time? Therefore, this kind of women are most likely to cheat and have extramarital affairs.

If you are a young man in his twenties, who is not ugly, and happen to have a charming aunt around him, then you should not really regard her as an aunt. She may easily become your sexual partner, commonly known as a fuck buddy, but whether it will succeed or not depends on your ability. "

The above is my friend's high opinion. I have a strong liking for the opposite sex during puberty and am very interested in all information about sex. To be honest, I have read a lot of pornographic novels and A-films, but I still can't accept my friend's sexual concept of old women with young boys. Women over 40 years old, regardless of their figure and appearance, are about the same age as my mother.

I feel uncomfortable when I think about having sex with an auntie, but my friend is quite obsessed with it. His computer is mostly filled with mature women's porn, as well as many pictures of old women and incest novels. He is a generous person and never hides his special hobby.

It seems that there is a group of like-minded friends around him, who often get together to share their romantic experiences for fun. I was fortunate enough to witness one of their gatherings. Three or five good friends sat cross-legged on the upper and lower bunks in the school dormitory, talking about everything under the sun, with wine but no food, and they were having a great time. If it weren't for the dirty words they said, I would have thought they were performing the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove.

Having no sexual experience, I seemed ignorant and dull among them. Fortunately, I didn't bother to associate with them. I believed that 80% of their words were false. They were nothing more than a few young people who were sexually frustrated and had nowhere to vent, bragging and talking nonsense together.

Having said so much, I haven’t introduced my friend yet. His name is Huang Lang, he is one year older than me. According to his own theory, he is the kind of young man who is not ugly, has no money but has plenty of time, has an extremely strong sexual desire, and is most suitable to seduce married women.

I am in high school now, and he is also in high school, but I am attending a famous school in the provincial capital, while he is attending a class for poor students. We are junior high school alumni. I am one grade lower than him. We met at a sports meeting organized by the school. At that time, he was still very studious. Although he was a little biased in some subjects, his grades were generally good.

When he was in the third year of junior high school, he became addicted to surfing the Internet. He would go to the Internet cafe after school and interact less with his classmates. His grades dropped rapidly. His parents are both office workers. After receiving the report from the teacher, they said they would discipline him strictly, but they didn't have the time. Later, he skipped classes every few days, never asked for leave, and spent all day and all night in the Internet cafe. Finally, he dropped out of school without his parents' consent. Who could have done that because he was such a spontaneous person?

At first, I was very curious about what was on the Internet that was so attractive that it made a young man drop out of school. Later, with the purpose of going deep into the enemy camp to save my comrade, I went to the Internet cafe with him several times. Only then did I discover the biggest secret: this guy was addicted to pornographic websites. The evil sensory stimulation devoured the boy's pure and beautiful soul for two years. Not only did I fail to save him, but I was also trapped in the enemy camp and couldn't extricate myself.

However, I was relatively rational and did not give up on my studies completely like Huang Lang. After a year of hard work, I finally got into an ordinary high school with a score only two points higher than the passing line for the high school entrance examination. After wandering for a year, Huang Lang finally got his wish and entered a vocational high school to study computer science, which can be said to be the unity of his major and hobby.

For a period of time after I entered high school, Huang Lang and I kept in close contact. He was a nice guy with a good attitude and he looked pretty good, so many girls liked him. Different girls often appeared around him, but when I asked him which one was his girlfriend, he always said that they were just classmates or playmates, not girlfriends at all. Even so, I was already very envious of him.

After talking about my friends for so long, it’s time to talk about myself. My full name is Liu Yan, and my classmates and friends call me Xiaowu, because I am the fifth among the uncles, aunts, and nephews in our Liu family. At first, only my family members called me that, but later it spread and others started calling me that too.

I can’t say I’m that handsome, but I’m okay. It’s not because I’m shy and don’t dare to approach girls, but mainly because I’m not in the mood to have a girlfriend. You may ask, every adolescent boy is interested in the opposite sex, so why am I not in the mood? Actually, I was in a low mood because of things happening at home. When I just entered high school, my parents agreed to divorce due to emotional reasons. I lived with my father and my mother went to work in another place through a friend's introduction.

Not long after, my father brought home a woman who was more than ten years younger than him. I recognized her as Xiao Zhang, the accountant in his factory. The three of us had a meal in the hotel, which was my formal meeting with my stepmother. She gave me a pair of brand-name running shoes, which I politely accepted to show my recognition of her.

In fact, I knew that my parents could not be together again, and remarriage was inevitable for both parties. I just didn't expect that my father would find a new partner so quickly. It's obvious that he and this woman had already had a relationship. They said that they were divorced because of a breakdown in their relationship. To put it bluntly, it was just a third party interfering. We are all used to seeing this plot on TV.

To be honest, I don't want to interfere in adult affairs, and I don't hate my father for abandoning my mother, or even Aunt Xiao Zhang. I just feel sorry for my mother. I believe she is the innocent party, and the facts seem to prove my judgment.

Since then, my future stepmother has come to my house every day. In addition to cleaning the room, she also washed my clothes and cooked for me. I gradually discovered that she is actually a nice person. She has a baby face and a dimple on one side when she smiles. She speaks in a funny way and is very quick to accept new things. I feel like we get along well.

I had always treated the issue of stepmothers in a normal way. After all, I was not a child anymore, and who says stepmothers are necessarily bad? But out of my longing for and respect for my mother, I had always been lukewarm towards Aunt Zhang, maintaining minimum courtesy, but only treating her as an aunt.

A few months passed like this, and one day at noon my father drove to the school to pick me up and took me to a restaurant for lunch. We ordered three dishes and chatted while eating. When we were almost done eating, my father finally said that he was going to marry Aunt Xiao Zhang, and that they were going to move the factory to the provincial capital. They had already found a house there and were going to move there with them.

I just said, "Okay, no problem." Then I leaned back in my chair and drank my drink silently, without looking up at him. I thought to myself that this was what I expected and there was nothing to be surprised about. I just felt reluctant to leave the home where I had lived for more than ten years. After all, that was the bond that connected my mother and I. If I left, I would feel even further away from my mother.

My father and I were silent for a while. Then my father received a call from Auntie Xiao Zhang, saying that there were some things at the factory that needed him to go take care of. My father said, "Okay, I'm having dinner with Xiao Wu now. I'll be there as soon as I send him to school."

At this time, I picked up my sports bag and said, "If you have something to do, go ahead. I have a date to play basketball, and then I will go to school by myself."

When my father heard me say this, he went to the counter to pay the bill and drove away in a hurry.

I was walking alone on the street, feeling a little confused watching people coming and going. I didn't know what to do, so I put down my bag and sat on the side of the road to bask in the sun. It was warm and comfortable, just like when I was a child wearing the sweater my mother knitted for me.

"Where is mom now? Is she living well? Does she miss me often?" As I thought about it, I actually felt like crying.

I haven't seen my mother since she left home to work in another city. Although I have her phone number, I dare not call her often. I have to try to adapt to life without her. Hearing my mother's voice often will make me miss her more, and I am afraid of disturbing her life, so we only call each other once a month. As long as I know that she is doing well, it's enough. In fact, it's really uncomfortable to suppress one's emotions, but this is the process that a person must go through to grow.

But now I really can't suppress my longing for family affection, so I picked up my phone and called my mother. After the call was connected, my mother's voice came from the other end: "Hello, Xiaowu." I paused for a few seconds, thinking about what to say.

"Mom, where are you? Have you eaten yet?"

"I just finished eating. How are you? How have your studies been lately?"

My mother and I chatted about our recent situation, and then I told her that we were moving. I really hoped she wouldn't be too sad. When my mother heard the news, she was indeed a little sad, because she didn't speak for a full half minute. I guess she must have been in a very bad mood at that time.

After a while, my mother spoke: "Well...then you can go with your father. When you get there, give me a call. Just take care of yourself. I'm fine here. You don't have to worry about me."

Although my mother said this, I guess she must be feeling bad. I haven't seen her for more than a year. I really want to see what my mother looks like now. Does she look older than before? After all, she is a woman in her forties. This should be a period of stability in her family and career, but she has to encounter something like divorce. How can this not accelerate aging?

"Mom, when are you free? I want to see you."

"Xiaowu, Mom misses you a lot, but I'm busy these days. I'll come to see you when I'm free. Don't you want a laptop? Mom will buy it for you. Just study hard and don't think about anything else."

"Oh, by the way, Mom, can you get online there? Otherwise, I'll give you my Internet number and we can chat online when we have time."

"I can go online, but I can't type."

"It's okay. It's easy to type in Scrabble. You can also chat via video. I just wanted to see you."

I convinced my mother, and she must have wanted to see what I looked like now, so I gave her my Internet ID and password, and we agreed to meet online this Sunday afternoon. I have two online accounts. One is a nice number registered with my mobile phone. It contains all my classmates and friends. I cannot give this number to my mother. The other is a junk number that Huang Lang applied for me when I just learned how to use the Internet. I used it to harass girls. I haven’t used it since I changed to a nice number, so I gave this number to my mother.

On Sunday afternoon, I finally saw my mother's long-lost smiling face. She still looked so young and beautiful, which made me feel a little comforted. We chatted for more than two hours that day, and it seemed as if my mother was by my side. My mood became much brighter, and I thought about why I didn't talk to my mother more often. Now every second of our conversation seems particularly precious. I secretly thought that if I have the chance, I must go to see my mother and stay with her for a few more days.

A few days later, my transfer procedures were completed, and it was time for me to say goodbye to my classmates and friends, including my best friend Huang Lang. He even specially invited a few friends to a farewell dinner for me at the restaurant. During the dinner, we talked about many happy and sad things in our past. We all got drunk that day.

I arrived in a new city and met new people, but my life didn't change much. I still went to class, ate, and slept every day. My father and Aunt Xiao Zhang officially got married, and his factory expanded its production scale and became busier than before. The more successful his business became, the more lonely I felt. I felt like I was just an outsider staying in this house, and the old home was my real home.

I spend most of my spare time surfing the Internet. Chatting with old friends and classmates is a kind of enjoyment, which can temporarily get rid of my loneliness. However, every time Huang Lang talks to me, the topic he talks about is always about his incredible and extramarital affairs, which makes me laugh and cry. I heard that he recently hooked up with a mature female netizen. In his words: the old girl is so coquettish, with a great figure and appearance, and is definitely a high-quality species that can be recycled.

He also said that he would introduce that woman to me when he had the chance, take my virginity, and strengthen our friendship at the same time. I asked in confusion: "I don't mind introducing women to me, but what does this have to do with strengthening our friendship?" Huang Lang replied: "Hey... you don't understand this... If we two brothers get a woman, then we will become brothers-in-law, right? This is called keeping the wealth within the family."

"Go to hell, I'm not interested in old women, keep it to yourself."

"I have to criticize you for this. What do you mean by not interested in old women? Let me tell you, I created a group with like-minded friends. I also pulled that woman into it. Guess what, she hooked up with the guys in the group within a few days. Everyone who has had sex with her wants to have sex with her again."

"So how many times did you do it?"

"Hehe...Fuck...I'm sure this bitch is the one I've got. I go to her house every night. Tell me how many times I've fucked her."

Huang Lang's words became more and more mysterious. I began to doubt the truthfulness of them. They were even more exaggerated than pornographic novels. He even wanted to invite me to join his group, but I didn't take it seriously. I just thought of it as him bragging.

The end of the semester was coming in a month, and my grades were pretty good. My dad said he would take me to Hainan for the winter vacation, and the plane tickets were booked. But just a few days before departure, my dad suddenly said that the factory needed to deliver a batch of equipment before the New Year, and he had to go negotiate with suppliers in other provinces, so he didn't have time to accompany me to Hainan, and the trip was naturally cancelled. In order to express his apology to me, my father asked Aunt Zhang to accompany me skiing. I agreed on the surface, but I had other plans in my heart.

My parents used to work in a building materials factory. My father was the purchasing manager and my mother was an ordinary worker. Later, their factory was not doing well and a large number of people were forced to leave their jobs. My mother was one of them. Later, my father borrowed money to contract the factory that was on the verge of bankruptcy. He relied on his previous connections to sell products and gradually turned the building materials factory from loss to profit.

After making money, he simply bought this small factory and became his own boss. If things had only developed to this point, it would have been a good ending. However, things don't always go as we wish. After Dad became a boss, he became busier and busier, and his relationship with Mom became more and more distant. There is a saying that goes: Men become bad when they have money. The couple who had shared hardships together were not able to share happiness. They finally divorced last summer. Mom went to work out of town alone. Not long after my dad and I moved to the new city, Mom quit her job out of town and returned to her hometown to rent a shop in a shopping mall to buy clothes with my second aunt.

Our original house had been sold. My second aunt wanted my mother to move in with her first, but my mother wouldn't agree, saying that it would be inconvenient as there were too many people at my second aunt's house. So she rented a bungalow by herself. The address was near the vocational school in her hometown. There was an Internet cafe next to it, and Huang Lang and I often went there to play.

Ever since I knew that my mother had returned to her hometown, I have been looking for an opportunity to go back and see her. I haven't seen her for nearly two years. Although we sometimes chat via video, we are still far apart. This time, my father went to another province to discuss the purchase of equipment with someone, and he won't be back for several days. I want to take this time to go back to my hometown. I told Aunt Xiao Zhang about this idea without hiding anything. Or rather, I informed her. I did not intend to get her consent. Whether she agreed or not, I would go anyway.

But as a stepmother, she was quite reasonable. She promised to keep the secret for me and not tell my father. She also reminded me not to ask about the matter between my mother and my father when I met her. I asked her why, and she said it was for my own good.

In fact, I knew even without her saying it that Aunt Zhang didn't want me to have a bad impression of my father. Of course, she didn't want to put herself in a third party position. I could understand that, so I nodded and agreed. In fact, even if she told my dad, what would happen? There’s nothing wrong with a son wanting his mother to go and see him.

That day I went to the station, bought a ticket, and boarded the zero-day bus to my hometown. After driving for about ten minutes, I took out my cell phone and planned to call my mother. When I had just dialed the number and was about to send it, the phone suddenly turned off automatically. I cursed inwardly: "Damn it." I was so busy with the joy of going back to my hometown during the day, preparing clothes and going to the bank to withdraw money, that I even forgot to charge my cell phone.

I put the phone back in my pocket and thought to myself, "I didn't even bring a charger, but it doesn't matter, I'll give my mom a surprise." I slept for a while on the way and woke up around three in the morning. I haven't slept since then. I looked at the dense stars in the dark sky outside the car window and suddenly felt a kind of tranquility that escaped from the hustle and bustle. I really wanted to keep going like this.

The next morning at around seven o'clock, just when I was half asleep, the bus arrived at its destination, my hometown.

I got off the car with a backpack containing my spare clothes. A north wind blew and it was really cold, but my heart was warm. Thinking of my mother's surprised smile, I couldn't help but smile. The bus station is not far from my mother's residence. I took a taxi and arrived in ten minutes.

My mother told me on the phone that the house she rented was a bungalow with a yellow painted door and red tiles. I searched the area based on my memory. Several new buildings had been built nearby in the past year, and they were slightly different from what I remembered. Fortunately, the bungalow with red tiles was particularly conspicuous, so I found it quickly. This is a row of four bungalows, facing north and south, with a black lacquered door on the east and west sides.

I wandered back and forth between the two gates, looking this way and then that way, and saw that both were locked. I was originally full of joy, but suddenly I felt a little depressed, thinking that my mother must have gone to the mall. I was about to leave and go to the mall to look for her, but at this moment I heard a sound from the east gate, and an old lady came out from inside. She had gray hair and a cotton coat on her body. She was pouring coal ash into the trash can on the side of the road. The coal ash was just burned and was still steaming.

When she saw me looking into my yard, she asked me, "Who are you looking for?" I blew a breath of warm air into my palm and said, "I'm looking for my mother. She rents a house here."

This old lady is the landlord. She has four bungalows. The old couple lives in the two east rooms. After her son got married, he lived in the two west rooms. There was a wall between them, so they lived separately. Later, her son moved into the building, and the old couple rented out the two west rooms. Seeing that I was freezing, she invited me to warm up inside, saying as we walked in, "You said you were going to work, and you're not home all day, and you won't be back until the evening. Come to my room for a while and warm up. Look at how cold this child is. Has he eaten yet?"

The old lady was very kind, and I didn’t want to cause her any trouble, so I said, “I’ve eaten.”

I followed her into the house. A wave of hot air hit me in the face. I shivered and felt very comfortable. I saw an old man lying on the kang in the inner room, leaning on a pillow watching TV. There was also a little girl of five or six years old wearing autumn clothes and autumn underwear jumping and dancing on the kang. But when she saw a stranger like me coming in, she suddenly became obedient and stared at me with a pair of eyes.

The old lady scared the little girl, saying, "Xiao Xinxin, get under the quilt quickly. If you catch a cold, I'll take you to the hospital for an injection." The little girl was the old lady's granddaughter. Because her parents were busy with work, they left her with the old couple to help take care of her. When she heard that she was going to the hospital for an injection, she immediately got under the quilt obediently.

I chatted with the old lady for a while and felt much warmer, so I said goodbye to the old couple and said I was going to the mall to find my mother. The old lady was very kind and said to me, "You are wearing so little, you must be freezing cold after walking so far to the mall."

I smiled and said, "It's okay, I can handle the cold. If not, I can just take a taxi."

The old lady said, "How about this? I see your eyes are red. You didn't sleep well last night. I'll open the west courtyard. You can take a nap there and have lunch at my place. Your mother will be back around 4pm."

I thought this was a good idea. I was a little sleepy after sitting in the car all night, so I thanked the old lady again.

She said, "It's okay. Your mother is a very nice person. She usually takes care of us two old people. If it were someone else, I would really be worried."

As the old lady spoke, she helped her granddaughter put on her clothes, took me into the west yard, locked the gate again, and then took her granddaughter to kindergarten. I thought to myself that the old lady was still worried about me and was afraid that I was a thief moving things out, so she locked the door before leaving. How interesting.

I entered the room and saw that the whole room was filled with clothes and goods. The inner room was where my mother lived. It seemed a bit narrow. There was a set of cabinets on the entire west wall, a laptop on the dressing table, a big bed against the north wall, and a row of sofas and coffee tables against the south window. There were only a few square meters of space left for walking.

I sat on the edge of the big bed, imagining my mother's life here. I looked back and saw that the quilt on the bed had not been folded. I shook my head and thought, "Mom is a neat and tidy person. How come she is so lazy that she doesn't even fold the quilt now? It seems that she is really too busy. When I was a child, she helped me fold the quilt. Today it's my turn to help her."

So I stood up and pulled the two corners of the quilt and shook it hard. When I folded it halfway, I saw a pair of red panties under the quilt, and a red bra. Both were super thin and had lace. I was stunned for a moment. I had only seen this thing in porn movies and yellow pictures. Most women don't usually wear this kind of underwear. I couldn't understand why my mother would wear this.

I folded the quilt and put it down while hesitating, holding my mother's panties in my hand. My heart was pounding. I can't describe the feeling in words. After thinking for a long time, I spread the quilt on the bed again and put her underwear back under the quilt, pretending that I didn't see it, to avoid embarrassment when my mother came back.

After sitting for a while, I felt bored, so I took my mother's laptop and lay on the bed to surf the Internet. There was no other entertainment software installed on my mother's computer except Penguin. The account column was the one I gave her, and the status was to remember the password. Out of curiosity, I logged into my mother's account in stealth mode. As soon as I logged in, I received two messages: "Slutty mom, your big pussy is so comfortable. What else does your godson want? Come out and have some fun someday?" "Can I be your temporary husband, my lonely young woman?"

When I saw these two messages, my first reaction was that bored people on the Internet were harassing my mother, but then I thought something was wrong. At this moment, the thing I least wanted to see happened. The pornographic group that Huang Lang mentioned to me last time was actually in my mother’s group column. I was stunned and at a loss as to what to do.

"Could it be that the old woman Huang Lang told me about is my mother? Impossible, my mother is not that kind of person."

I clicked on the group with the last glimmer of hope. After taking a closer look, I was completely dumbfounded. The creator of this group was Huang Lang. There were more than 30 people in total, and my mother was the only woman among them. When I thought of what Huang Lang had said to me, my head felt like it was going to explode, but I was still unwilling to give up and tried to find any evidence in the room that could prove my mother's innocence.

But what I found were all things I didn’t want to see, dozens of condoms, vibrators, revealing lingerie in the drawer, and used condoms in the trash can. There were even a lot of nude photos of my mother in the E drive of the computer, which were disgusting to look at. There were photos of her in various lewd poses, and close-ups of her sexual organs. There were even photos of her being raped by two men at the same time. Including the person taking the photo, wouldn’t my mother have been with three men…

I didn't dare to think about it anymore, and finally I understood everything. I understood why my father wanted to divorce her. I misunderstood my father. I believed that he felt the same way as I do now. I could not accept such a mother.

I left and returned to my new home. I didn't know when I would see my mother again, and I didn't know how to face her.

I left and returned to my new home. I didn't know when I would see my mother again, and I didn't know how to face her. Before leaving, I arranged the room to be the same as before and locked the door. However, I was in a trance and my mind was still full of this terrible thing, so I accidentally fell down when climbing over the door. Fortunately, the snow on the ground was quite thick and I didn't get hurt.

But at this time I couldn't stop crying, and all the resentment that had accumulated in my heart in the past burst out at this moment. Why could other children have a complete family, but my parents were going to divorce? Even if it was like this, it would be fine, but why would the mother whom I missed all day be such a person? At this moment, I was not only thinking about these in my heart, but all the grievances I had suffered in life and study over the years seemed to have found a channel, and all turned into tears and vented out.

When people are sad to a certain extent, they lose their concept of time. I didn’t know how long I had been sitting on the snow crying. Suddenly, someone grabbed my arm. I looked up and saw that it was the landlady. She had just returned from sending her granddaughter to kindergarten. When she saw me sitting on the snow wiping my tears, she came to pull me up. Under normal circumstances I would definitely take my image into consideration, but at this moment I suddenly thought: I can’t let others know my mother’s secret, I have to think of an excuse to cover it up.

The old lady helped me brush the snow off my body and asked me, "How did you get so wet? Look at all the snow on you. Come back to the house with me and I'll clean it up for you."

I immediately stopped crying and said, "No, I'm fine. I just fell down while climbing the gate. Thank you."

The old lady insisted on dragging me into the house. I refused several times but still refused. She said, "Don't worry about me. It's so cold. Don't waste time with me here. Go back quickly."

The old lady probably felt that something was wrong with me. I don't know why she refused to let me go. Fortunately, I had come up with an excuse by then. I said, "I'll tell you the truth. My parents are divorced, you know?"

The old lady hummed to show that she understood. I continued, "I came back secretly without telling my father this time. He usually controls me very strictly. He beats me whenever I say I want to see my mother. My stepmother called just now and said she would tell my father about my running away and asked me to come back quickly."

The old lady believed me after I cried so hard. She touched my head and said, "When adults get divorced, it's the children who suffer! Oh... I really can't explain it..."

I knew she wanted to scold my dad, but she couldn't say it in front of me.

"This is what's going on. I have to go back now. Otherwise, I don't know how my dad will deal with me. Can I ask you for a favor?"

The old lady was really kind-hearted. She agreed at this point and said, "Tell me, kid, what's the matter? Should we tell your mother?"

I quickly said, "No, no, please don't tell her. I just want to ask you not to tell her that I came to see her today. If my mother knew about this, she would be very upset. Actually, my father loves me very much. He just doesn't want me to contact my mother. If my mother knew about this, they would quarrel over it again. Then I would be the one who suffers in the middle. Can you just pretend that I have never been here and don't tell my mother?"

The old lady was so moved by what I said that she praised me for being sensible and said, "A child can be so considerate of adults, but this adult is acting so fussy and making trouble, not even as good as a child."

The old lady agreed to my request and asked me if I had money for the bus ride home. She walked me a long way and kept comforting me. I was really moved at that time. Such a kind old lady, she was so much like my grandmother. If it weren't for the sake of preserving my mother's reputation and my poor self-esteem, I really couldn't bear to lie to her.

When I returned home that night, Auntie Xiao Zhang was lying on the sofa with a blanket covering her, watching TV. Seeing that I came back so soon, she was quite surprised and asked, "Xiao Wu, why did you come back so soon? Did you see your mother?"

I just said, "My mother is out of town buying supplies and is not at home." Then I went back to my room and locked the door. The coldness on my body did not subside for a long time, because my heart was cold. I sat on the edge of the bed in a daze. This was the only thing I could do at the moment.

Three days passed, and I was still in this state. Except for eating from time to time, I just buried my head in sleep. In fact, I couldn't sleep at all. I just covered myself under the quilt, and thought about what happened in the past few days like a movie in my mind.

Auntie Xiao Zhang saw that something was wrong with me and was worried that I might have known something I shouldn't know, so she asked me tentatively, "Xiao Wu, what happened to you these past two days? Are you feeling unwell? How about I take you to the hospital?"

I thought about it for a long time and decided to ask her clearly, so I asked her: "Little..."

I originally wanted to call Xiao Zhang Auntie, but I knew that ever since she married my dad, she had been secretly self-conscious about this title, so I stopped myself.

"I know that my parents' divorce is due to their own reasons and has nothing to do with you. Even if my father didn't know you, he would still divorce my mother." Although my words were simple, they seemed to give Aunt Zhang great affirmation. I could see the excitement in her eyes.

Although Aunt Xiao Zhang got married relatively late and had had several boyfriends before, it was her first marriage to my dad after all. Moreover, there was a ten-year age difference between them, so she was inevitably criticized by others, who said that she was after my dad's money, so she had to wear the hat of a third party. At this time, she must be very happy to see that I understood her so well, and was looking forward to me continuing.

"Can you tell me about my parents? Why did they get divorced?" I asked the question that had been buried in my heart for a long time, but Aunt Zhang was embarrassed. She hesitated and didn't explain clearly. She just said that it was a breakdown of the relationship and her personality was incompatible. Seeing that I couldn't get anything out of her, I covered myself with the quilt again and started to argue with myself.

I would go crazy if I didn't vent the anger in my heart. I thought of my old good friend Huang Lang. I knew this guy was a bad guy, but I never expected he would have an affair with my mother. Thinking of this, all the resentment in my heart seemed to have found an object to vent. In the next few days, I hung out in various forums and BBSs, venting my resentment in an almost childish way. I cursed people everywhere on the Internet, and then left Huang Lang's online account, trying to cause trouble for him. Facts have proved that this method not only did not make me feel happy, but instead made my resentment grow deeper and deeper, almost crazy.

It was obvious that my temper was getting worse and worse. Aunt Zhang knew she couldn't control my emotions, so she called my father back before he finished the negotiation. Intimidated by my father's authority, I restrained myself a lot, but I still couldn't help wanting to untie the knot in my heart. During dinner, I asked my father, "Why did you and my mother get divorced?"

Dad was in a bad mood when he saw me in this state. When I asked him about it, he immediately frowned and said, "Don't worry about adults' affairs. Your main task at the moment is to study hard. I will tell you other things that I should tell you. What I shouldn't tell you is also for your own good. You are in the middle of..."

He was about to start giving me a lecture again. I didn't want to listen to anything at this time. Without waiting for him to finish, I simply put down my bowl and chopsticks and went back to my room.

After lying in bed for a while, I thought of a lot of swear words and went online to frame Huang Lang. I posted a few anonymous posts but didn't feel satisfied, so I registered more than ten online accounts at once, ready to add Huang Lang as a friend, and then curse the son of a bitch. Unfortunately, this guy refused to add anyone. This was like a basin of cold water poured on my head, which made me a little sober.

I thought to myself: Scolding him like this won't solve any problems. What I want to know most now is what kind of person my mother is. Intellectually, I have a very clear understanding of my mother, but emotionally I just can't accept it. Even if there is only a glimmer of evidence that my mother is not a slut, I am willing to believe that it is true. If my mother was forced to fall, I will forgive her.

I firmly believe that my mother was led astray because she was controlled by Huang Lang through despicable means. With this belief in my mind, I began to plan and implement an action that could prove my mother's innocence. First, I took the initiative to send a message to Huang Lang, "Brother, what are you doing? Long time no see, let's chat." Only I knew how much pressure I was under, forcing myself to suppress my anger and chat with this beast.

"You're here. I haven't seen you online these few days and I thought you were dead." Huang Lang replied to my message very quickly and started cursing me to death. I cursed inwardly that your whole fucking family had died and I was still so strong that I even went to your doorstep to set off firecrackers to celebrate. Although I thought so in my heart, I had to endure it and sent him another message.

"Haha, yes, I haven't been online these days because I haven't been feeling well."

"Why do you feel uncomfortable? It's because you have discomfort in some part of your body. Do you want me to find you an old pussy to cool you down? Listen to my good advice. Eat chicken, eat young chickens, fuck old pussy. Young chickens nourish the kidneys, and old pussy cools down the body."

"Haha, you are still the same as always. You don't even talk about serious matters right away. How have you been these days?" I felt uncomfortable when I heard him say the word "old bitch". I didn't know if I was excited or angry. My hands were shaking and I typed for a long time before I replied to him.

"Hey, don't mention it. I don't know which bastard has been harming me these days. He's been cursing people everywhere on the Internet and leaving my online number. As a result, several people I added cursed me as soon as they came up. Now I don't dare to add friends anymore." I felt relieved when I saw this news. All my efforts these days were not in vain. I finally made this guy feel uncomfortable.

I pretended to comfort him and said, "Don't take it seriously. Maybe someone is joking with you." Then I sent another message and got straight to the point: "Can you tell me more about the woman you told me about last time?"

"Hehe... I thought you were so serious, why are you asking this all of a sudden? Didn't you say you weren't interested in old women? Have you figured it out now?"

"I'm just curious. If you don't want to talk about it, forget it." I know Huang Lang's personality. As long as I bring up this topic, he will talk endlessly, so I dare to use the tactic of playing hard to get.

"Okay, then I'll tell you, to satisfy your craving. What do you want to know?"

"What's that woman's name, what does she do, and how old is she?"

"Fuck, you asked three things right away. You have the potential to develop in this direction, buddy. First, the old bitch is called Shao Li. Second, she is in the women's clothing business. Third, she said she is 41 years old and a wild chicken. So, do you have anything else to ask?"

The information Huang Lang provided was like a bell hitting my chest. I couldn't breathe for a moment. How could my mother do this? She actually told him everything. Even if she didn't care about her own reputation, wasn't she afraid that this would implicate her family? Of course, she has no family now, and she doesn’t even care about me, her own son. Anyway, she has so much… Oh…

"Then she couldn't have been a bad woman originally, right? You must have seduced her, right?"

"Do you need me to seduce her? She just jumped up on her own... You won't believe me even if I tell you. You didn't meet this old bitch. If you met her, she would have been no virgin for a long time."

"That's impossible. How could she seduce you when she's so well off? You have no money or power." I tried hard to refute him, even to the point of calling him nonsense, but I still restrained myself.

"You don't understand this... You're right. She's in pretty good shape. She's in her forties, single, and has a great figure. She seems to have a good income, too. She even bought me a cell phone, hehe... But let me tell you, this kind of woman can't stand loneliness. She's been fucked by a man for more than 20 years, so she has no concerns about sex. She's also divorced. Thirty is like a wolf, forty is like a tiger. She'll throw herself into your arms if you tease her a little bit."

"Then why did she get divorced?" My stubbornness came back and I was eager to know the real reason why my parents divorced. Maybe I could get the answer from Huang Lang.

"You really like to pry into other people's affairs. Why do you care why she got divorced? She's not your mother." I was stunned when I saw this sentence. I thought for a long time but still didn't know how to answer. At this time, Huang Lang sent another message. "I'm sorry buddy, I forgot your parents are divorced too. I really didn't mean to say that. Are you mad?"

"No, let's talk about that woman. I'm quite curious."

"I just listened casually. She didn't explain in detail. It was probably that her husband was always busy outside. One time, she met an old classmate at a class reunion. Later, the two of them always slept together. As a result, her husband found out and divorced her. I heard that she and the man went to other places to do business. They opened a voice chat station, which was just a group of women chatting on the phone with people. They said whatever they wanted. Later, the anti-prostitution police closed it down, and the man who was in partnership with her went to jail. She ran back, otherwise she would have to go to jail too."

After seeing this, I really couldn't continue chatting with Huang Lang. My patience and endurance had reached its limit. I was afraid of knowing more things I didn't want to know, so I decided to end it here today.

"I'm not feeling well. Let's stop chatting for now. I'm logging off." After sending this message, I immediately turned off the computer, walked to the window and opened a big crack. The strong winter wind kept pouring in, blowing on my face and body. I took a few deep breaths of cold air, leaned on the windowsill and shouted. I could see passers-by downstairs looking at me. They must have thought I was a lunatic, but they had no idea of ​​the pain in my heart.

That night I had a dream. I dreamed that my mother suddenly appeared in front of me. I asked her loudly why she did such an ugly thing, but my mother always hesitated to speak, as if she had some grievances that she couldn't say. Just when I was about to question her, Huang Lang suddenly appeared naked behind my mother, smiling and pulling my mother to do that kind of thing. I was so angry that I shouted at my mother not to go with him, and cursed Huang Lang. While I was cursing, I woke myself up.

I felt thirsty first, then my whole body ached, and I had a slight fever and felt dizzy. I've been anxious and angry these days, with a lot of anger built up in my heart. I was blown by the cold wind just now, and it was obvious that I had a cold. But I didn't take it too seriously. I got out of bed, drank a large glass of water, and then fell into a deep sleep again.

My condition worsened the next day. I had a high fever of 39 degrees and my throat was so sore that I couldn't even speak. Aunt Xiao Zhang took me to the hospital for an injection and stayed with me for the whole morning. She sent me home at noon, cooked some porridge and fed me before rushing back to the factory to handle work. I was moved by her care for me. Even if my biological mother could do this, it would be enough. In comparison, what is my biological mother doing at this moment? I guess she is indulging in sex every night and living as happily as a god.

I was lying on the bed and feeling emotional when my cell phone suddenly rang. I picked it up and saw that it was Huang Lang calling. I was hesitating whether to answer his call or not. When I answered it and was about to say something, the caller hung up. I felt relieved, but within three minutes he called again. I decided to answer it anyway to hear what this guy had to say.

"Hello!"

"Hello, is Xiaowu here?"

"That's me."

"Fuck, I thought it was someone else. Why did your voice change? Are you trying to be deep with me?"

After I caught a cold, my nose became blocked and my throat became hoarse. I couldn't even recognize my original voice. No wonder Huang Lang misheard me. I said, "I have a cold and my throat hurts."

"I didn't take it seriously when you said you were not feeling well yesterday. It turns out you are really ill. How are you? Have you taken any medicine? If that doesn't work, get an injection. Don't just bear it."

"It's okay. I won't die."

"How about I go over to see you and give you a hand or something?"

"No, it's too much trouble. I have someone to take care of me at home. I'll be fine in two days."

Huang Lang said a lot of words to comfort me. When he heard that I sounded weak, he said he would not disturb my rest and would call me another day. He called me again that night, and I hung up after just a few words. To be fair, if Huang Lang hadn't had sex with my mother, he could really be considered a good friend. Besides, he didn't know that the woman was my mother, so it should be considered an unintentional mistake.

As the saying goes, a friend in need is a friend indeed. This illness allowed me to see the people around me clearly and start to look at this matter about my mother rationally. The only remaining fantasy in my heart about my mother's chastity was shattered. Now the only thing I care about is whether she still loves me as her son, and which is more important in her heart, sex or maternal love. In order to figure out this issue, I decided to implement the second plan.

As soon as my condition improved, I contacted Huang Lang again online and added the small account I applied for to his QQ group. Huang Lang promised to keep it confidential for me and not reveal my identity and name in the group. He also made me an administrator. And just like that, the first step of my plan was successfully implemented.

The second step is to understand my mother’s dynamics in the group and all the information about her. My mother's name in the group is "Goddess of Love". She would appear in the group at around 7 o'clock every evening and would not go offline until midnight. These hours were also the most active time period in the group. Everyone was rushing to send dirty jokes and pictures, but it was rare to see my mother speaking publicly in the group. Later I learned that it was because she was busy chatting with people privately. Of course, the words she said were all corny and even disgusting. I won't give examples here one by one.

The important thing is that I found a lot of photos of my mother in the group album. These photos were divided into several groups. There were profile pictures taken with a computer camera, personal life photos of my mother when she was young, and of course more were those obscene and vulgar so-called artistic photos. One of them was a newly uploaded close-up photo. The mother in the photo had long black hair, draped messily on her smooth shoulders. From her red face, it could be seen that she had been drinking. She was shamelessly showing off a lewd expression, and her eyes and eyebrows revealed a seductive coquettishness. She crossed her arms in front of her chest, squeezing her already plump breasts to the point of bursting.

The picture was quite large, so I moved the mouse down and two clumps of black pubic hair appeared on the screen. In the middle of the pubic hair stood half of a penis with bulging veins, and the other half had already been inserted into my mother's body. There is a date on the lower right corner of the photo. It was the night I last went back to my hometown to see her and took the midnight train.

Looking at this photo, I wondered how many times my mother had sex with this man that night. She left in the morning without even making the quilt. As a result, I cleaned up her love nest for her. If I had known this, I would have wanted to burn down that big bed to avoid leaving such a disgusting impression.

The next day, I sent many messages to my mother using the QQ account of "Orphan in the Snow", but she didn't reply to any of them. If it was someone else, I would definitely be disappointed, but not only was I not disappointed, I was very happy. This shows that at least she doesn't pay attention to everyone. But she can't ignore me all the time, so I have to find a way to communicate with her. At this time, I thought of Huang Lang. He must know how to let me talk to the "God of Love", so I turned to him for help.

Huang Lang's words were very straightforward and direct: "You are a fool. Women are vain. Just praise her for her beauty. She will definitely take the bait. If you have any questions, come and ask me."

I did as Huang Lang said and sent several messages to my mother, all praising her for how beautiful she was, but in the end I only got four words in return: "Haha, thank you."

After that, there was no movement. Perhaps it was because of my mother's indifference to me that I gradually began to have an illusion that my mother was not a slut who would sleep with anyone. At least she still maintained a sense of reserve towards strangers. Therefore, my disgust towards this group of people gradually faded. Maybe I was deceiving myself, but I really would rather believe that they were all like me and could not get any advantage from my mother.

During those days of confusion, I got used to using a dual identity online. One side was the real me. I would occasionally chat with my mother, and she would always tell me seriously: "Don't just play during the holidays. Take out the lessons you learned before and take a look. If you don't make progress in high school, you will regress. You must not be distracted at this critical time."

Of course I agreed with her, but in my heart I didn't agree: "You told your own child not to be distracted, but you hurt other people's children instead!"

On the other hand, I was a "snow orphan" looking for sex on the Internet. After dinner, I would lock myself in the room, quietly waiting for the "God of Love" to appear, and then send her some dirty jokes and pictures. Gradually, she began to notice me and chat with me, but only to the level of ordinary netizens.

I gradually began to have a thought that I hoped my mother could say some intimate words to me, just like what she said to Huang Lang, but this thought was stopped by my reason as soon as it came up, and I secretly blamed myself for how evil my thoughts were.

Time flies so fast, and it is already the end of the year. Many guests came to our house, and my father and Aunt Xiao Zhang were busy running around and had no time to take care of me. As for me, I always deliberately avoid the crowd and seem out of tune with the festive and lively atmosphere, because I always feel that others are looking at me with strange eyes. Maybe it's because I am guilty. I think they don't like to see me decadent, so I tactfully imprison myself in the room, watching movies or playing games, which is better than forcing a smile in front of my father's friends and colleagues.

It was not until my father and Aunt Xiao Zhang sent away all the relatives and friends that they remembered that there was someone like me in the family. In the evening, Aunt Zhang asked me to go out for dinner and watch TV, but I said I was not interested. Seeing that I was hiding in the room and refused to go out, my father came to talk to me in person and said, "Xiaowu, this is the first time your Aunt Zhang has celebrated the holidays with us. Do you know how much this means to her? So you must have this meal with us. Aunt Zhang is so good to you. Don't make her sad. Be obedient." My father's words were reasonable, forceful and appropriate, and I could not refuse. I had to accompany them for the meal like a ritual, and then slipped back to my room like a ghost, locked the door and refused all harassment.

I took out a pack of cigarettes from the drawer and started puffing smoke in front of the computer. This smoking habit started when I discovered my mother's scandal. Only Yuxi could help me solve the problem. My father and Aunt Zhang didn't know about it. After one o'clock in the morning, there were basically no people online in my QQ. I switched to the small account of "Orphan in the Snow" and found that the group was even quieter than a library. There was no one to chat with. Maybe it was because of the food I ate that I suddenly felt a stomachache, so I put down my computer and rushed to the bathroom. When I vomited and returned to the computer, I found that my mother's avatar was jumping on QQ. I thought to myself: "My mother still cares about me. She sent me a message so late at night."

I clicked on the message and saw that the content was simple but thoughtful: "Are you there? Can you chat with me?" I replied without hesitation: "Of course, Mom, I miss you so much." After I sent this message, I felt something was wrong. I took a closer look and almost stupefied. It turned out that the message from my mother was not sent to me, but to "Orphan in the Snow". I called her "Mom" when I replied. Would she be able to see through it? I thought to myself, this is terrible. If my mother finds out that the "orphan in the snow" is me, how can I face her? At this moment, I was nervous and ashamed, and didn't know what to do. Just then, my mother sent another message.

"Haha, you want to be my son? That depends on how handsome you are."

I was relieved when I saw this message. It seemed that my mother mistook me for a mother-loving online friend. At least the secret was not exposed, so I quickly replied. "I'm not very handsome, nor am I very ugly, can you be my mother?"

"Then what can you give to honor your mother? You can't be my son for nothing."

"I'm still a student and I haven't made any money yet. When I do make some money, I will definitely support my mother."

"Haha, you are such a good boy. Mommy doesn't want your money, but just one thing from you. I wonder if you are willing to give it to Mommy."

Anyone who is not too stupid would have guessed what the "God of Love" meant by his words. It was obviously meant to tease the sexual interest of the "Orphan in the Snow". My heart was beating so fast and I didn't know how to answer her, so I just played dumb.

"What good things do I have?"

"Haha, dear baby, I guess you are a virgin?"

"Well, yes." My face began to heat up and my palms were sweating.

"Can you tell me what your name is, how old you are this year, and where you are now?"

What did mom ask about this? Could it be that she thought... it was impossible. To her, I was just a stranger. It must be because I thought too much. I thought about it and told my mother that my surname was Wen. She could call me Xiaowen. She was two years older. As for her, I asked me where I am now, I said that I live in the building next to the Radio Bureau in my hometown. It was far away from where my mother lives, which was not easy to arouse her suspicion.

"It turns out that we were in the same place. It took so long to find out. Why didn't you tell me earlier?" My mother seemed much more proactive when she learned that I was in the same city as her.

"I went over to say hello to you, but you ignored me."

"Good son, I can't blame me for this. If you called me mom, maybe we have become old acquaintances. I will do whatever you want me to pay attention to you. Xiaowen, what do you want me to pay attention to you?"

“I… I don’t know…”

"Is it convenient for you now? Let's find a place to sit and let mom take good care of you."

"No, I'm going to sleep." Faced with my mother's seduction, I really couldn't deal with it calmly. What's even more terrifying is that I found that my body had reacted. I once heard someone say that "a man is an animal that thinks with his lower body." It seems that this is really true. Even though I know that the other party is my biological mother, my sexual desire still defeats reason. The only thing I am glad that she is not by my side, otherwise I really don't know what kind of deviant things I would have done.

"Is it really not possible? Or is it unwilling to give my first night to an old woman?" My mother was still seducing me.

"No, mom, you are beautiful, really, but I don't want to start so soon. You are the same as my real mother in my heart."

This time my mother did not reply to my message immediately, but waited for a few minutes before sending it: "I understand, you are a good child. Sorry, I was a little out of control just now. It's because I'm too lonely. I hope you don't mind."

"I can understand." Can I really understand? "Mom, I'd better call your mom. Will you chat with me in the future?"

"Haha, of course, mom likes good kids."

"Well, will you be online all the time?"

"I've had nothing to do these days. Just Q'I'll do when you think of me. You can call me." Then my mother sent me her mobile phone number and welcomed me to call her at any time.

That night, I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep. I was wondering if my mother and I could transcend the relationship between mother and son without affecting our existing relationship and bringing the dual identity online to reality. What will happen if we do this? In short, I thought a lot, but I was always entangled between reason and sex. I really hope someone can help me.

Two days later, my father suddenly said he wanted to take me back to his hometown. My heart suddenly jumped and asked him what he was doing when he went back to his hometown. My father said, "We have moved out for more than half a year, and we must not go back to his hometown to see relatives during the holidays." I said, "What relatives do we have in our hometown?" My grandfather went early, and grandma also passed away a few years ago. Uncles and uncles scattered everywhere and rarely get together. My father said, "This time I went back to see your Grandpa Zhang." After saying this, I understood. It turns out that my father was going to see his current father-in-law.

"Just go, what's wrong with taking me like an outsider?"

"What are you saying, aren't you my son?"

I couldn't twist my father, so I had to accompany them back to my hometown for a walk. The three of us set off from home in the morning and finally arrived at the place at 2:00 pm. As soon as we got off the bus, we were warmly received by a man. The man was in his forties and was the eldest brother of Aunt Xiao Zhang. He was waiting here to pick us up. When he saw us bringing a lot of gifts, he said, "Hi... they are not outsiders. Why do we bring so many things? We have everything at home. Get in the bus quickly." Then he stopped a taxi and took us into the house.

Aunt Xiao Zhang's mother died of illness three years ago. There was an old father left in the family who lived with her elder brother and also had an older sister. They heard that Aunt Xiao Zhang took her father back to her parents' house, so they got together for a meal. I was very uncomfortable with the noisy scene, especially a group of strangers swaying in front of me. Even though they showed kindness to me, I always faced me with a cold face. People say that children from divorced families are obsessed with their own personalities, but in fact, they are divided into who they are. How can I be enthusiastic when facing these emotionally unfaithed strangers?

During the meal, the elders were drinking and chatting. I felt bored, so I hid my phone under the table and secretly sent my mother a text message: "Mom, what are you doing?" It took about five or six minutes before my mother replied to me three words: "I'm busy." I asked again, "What are you busy with?" She replied, "I'm packing up, I don't have time today, I will call you another day." I sent another message: "Do you want me to help you?" This time she didn't reply to me until after dinner. I couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, not knowing whether I should tell her that I'm back, maybe we should meet.

After the meal, the host invited us to drink tea and eat fruits. After chatting for a while, Aunt Xiao Zhang's elder brother took us to a hotel accommodation that had been arranged. Before leaving, he said to Aunt Xiao Zhang, "Xiao San'er, I'll come to pick you up the morning after tomorrow. Let's go and send lanterns to mom together." There are lanterns for holidays in the living room, and there are eternal lanterns for holidays in the underworld. This is the folk custom here. I don't know if there are any other places.

When I heard Aunt Xiao Zhang's elder brother call her "Xiao San'er", I couldn't help but feel funny, so I joked with her, "So your name is Xiao San'er, my name is Xiao Wu'er, we are quite a match." Aunt Xiao Zhang laughed, patted my face gently, and said, "Well, that's right." I was dizzy, and she could laugh when someone called Xiao San'er. She was such a silly aunt, but I felt that I was getting closer and closer to her, and sometimes I even wanted to change the name of her.

My father and Aunt Xiao Zhang stayed in the hotel, and I stayed alone. I could surf the Internet in the hotel. I found that my mother was actually online and thought to myself, "I just sent a text message to my mother, and she said she was packing the goods and didn't have time all day, so why do I have free time to surf the Internet now?" I sent her a message as an "Orphan in the Snow": "Mom, are you here?" Almost at the same time, she also sent me a message: "Xiaowen, can you chat with me?"

"Okay, as long as you have time, I will chat with you. I'm afraid of delaying your work." I intentionally tested her to see if she was really busy or fake.

"Haha, didn't I say it last time? I have time these days, so you can come to me at any time."

"Yes, I forgot."

"But there are only a few days, so you have to seize the opportunity. Do you understand what I mean?"

"I don't quite understand, what opportunity?" I dare not say that I am very smart, but even a fool can see such obvious seduction. I just want my mother to explain it clearly.

"Haha, little brat, pretend to be stupid with mom."

"I really don't understand."

"Okay, I said, I haven't been with me these days, so I'm a little lonely. If you are willing to come to my house to accompany me, keep it going. Let me say it myself, satisfy your beastly nature, right?"

Since I discovered my mother's scandal, I have always hoped that this was not true. Later I found that this was an indisputable fact. I only hope that my mother's love for me would not decrease because of her private life. But until this moment, I had completely seen my mother's true face. She could ignore her own son for a temporary sexual desire, but instead seduce a netizen who had never met before to bed. In my experience, I have never seen a woman as shameless as my mother. My feelings for her have also changed from deep love to pity, and from pity to resentment. I hate this woman, I hate her betrayed her husband and deceived her son, and I want to punish her so that she can get the consequences that a promiscuous woman should have.

There was a novel in the Qing Dynasty, "The Meat and Futuan", which describes a man named "Weiyangsheng". He mistook his wife and daughter everywhere, but his wife was also mistressed and sold to a brothel. Shao Li likes to seduce young men, and what she does is the same as Wei Yang's life, but she does not know the cycle of retribution. God will do it in the dark. If it weren't for Xiao Wu giving her mother a QQ, and Huang Lang met Shao Li through this QQ, the two of them hit it off. It was not until his son turned from love to hate that a huge change in family affection between mother and son.

The story continues to develop, and I am determined to take revenge on this promiscuous bad woman, so I called Huang Lang and asked him to help me.

"Hey, Huang Lang, where are you?"

"I'm having dinner at my uncle's house. I've been visiting relatives these days. I'm very busy and haven't called you."

"Oh, I want to ask you something, do you have time?"

"Damn it, who is with us? You still have to ask for help? If you have any questions, just tell me."

"I'm in my hometown now, why don't we meet and talk."

"That's good. I haven't seen each other for a long time. Let's have some drinks. I'll wait for you in the old place tonight. Do you still remember that it's the small restaurant next to the post office."

"Well, okay, just like that, see you tonight."

I put down the phone and couldn't calm down for a long time. I was planning to talk to Huang Lang at that time. Bang, bang, bang, someone knocked on the door. When I opened the door, I saw that it was my father. I let him go into the house and sat down, and said, "Dad, I'll make a cup of tea for you. I saw that you have drunk a lot of wine." So I made a cup of tea from the hotel. Dad took it and took a sip and said, "You haven't seen your mom for a long time, right?" I nodded. Dad said again, "Tomorrow, your Aunt Zhang and I will go out to meet friends. The day after tomorrow, I will have to send her mother a light. I don't have time to accompany you. If you want to see your mother, go." I still nodded and never spoke. Dad stood up, patted my arm, and then went out. Looking at my father's back, I really wanted to say to him, "Dad, you did the right thing, mom is not worth your nostalgia. Aunt Xiao Zhang is a good wife."

In the evening, I arrived at the restaurant next to the post office as promised. This was where Huang Lang and I used to have dinner together. It was cheap and affordable. The last time Huang Lang held a farewell wine to me was also at this place. When I arrived, Huang Lang had been waiting for more than half an hour, but he didn't blame me for coming late, and he gave me a hug when he came up, which even touched me a little enthusiastic. Facing the person who flirted with my mother, I should have been very angry, at least I should have seemed very embarrassed, but I was infected by Huang Lang's friendship and forgave him unknowingly.

Huang Lang and I found a place to sit down on the second floor. Fortunately, it was not dinner time. There was no one else on the second floor except for a waiter who was sweeping the floor. We ordered a few dishes and a dozen beers, chatting while drinking. When the noodles were so hot, Huang Lang asked me, "Brother, didn't you say that you had something to ask me to help? Tell me, as long as you can tell, I will assign it to you, and use your business as my own business, just say it." After drinking a few bottles of beer, my mind became hot and courageous, so I said, "You told me that the woman is called Shao Li. Can you find a way to let me play?" At this time, the waiter who swept the floor had already gone downstairs, and there were only two of us upstairs, so I didn't care about anything when I spoke, and I didn't feel blushed with wine.

"Haha, you guy finally got to know you're a gentleman, but then again, there are so many lovers of slutty pussy, I took the opportunity to go to her for a sleep. I've been busy these days and I haven't had time to contact her, but don't worry, I will definitely help you with this matter, but it won't be certain."

"I have agreed to her that she will have time these few days and say I can go anytime."

"Damn, buddy, you are so capable, you will get it done by yourself." Huang Lang took a sip of wine and said, "No, you have done her, why are you asking me to help me? Oh... I understand, your boy is so conscience is so bad. He wanted to play 3P for the first time, so he asked me to help this. You are so good enough, I deliberately worked on this."

I saw him talking more and more, so I quickly asked him to stop and said, "It's not that way. I want you to help me think of a solution, that is, let me fuck her, but I can't let her see me."

Huang Lang was drinking. When I heard my request, he almost spit out and said, "I can't let her see you, right? Is this difficult factor too high, right?"

"I know it's not easy, so how could I ask you for help? You have many ideas, please think about it."

"Don't praise me first, tell me first, why don't you want her to see you? You are not ugly, are you afraid that she will see you?"

"That's the case. Shao Li and my stepmother know each other. I'm afraid she won't be able to deal with it in the future when she sees me. You understand." I had expected Huang Lang to ask me this, so I made up the reasons when I was in the hotel, which was in handy at this time.

"Oh, I understand. No wonder you let me pretend that I don't know you in the group. It's because I'm afraid that Shao Li will know. If you tell your stepmother, you will be miserable."

"Not it, you know this time. It's time for me to think of a solution."

"Don't worry, there must be a solution. Tonight, I'll come up with a clever plan for you and drink it first."

We both squeezed and drank a few more bottles of beer. Both of us were drunk and couldn't do it anymore, so I took him back to the hotel where I stayed, and fell asleep on the bed without washing it. When I woke up the next day, Huang Lang had already finished washing up and was sitting on the sofa watching TV while smoking. This guy was indeed much better than me. After drinking seven or eight bottles of beer, he was more energetic after sleeping. In comparison, I was much inferior. I was still a little dizzy. I went into the bathroom to wash my face, went out to ask Huang Lang for a cigarette, and said, "When did you get up?" Huang Lang said, "It's past nine o'clock, by the way, your father came just now, let me tell you that they've gone out to meet friends and will not be back in the evening."

When I looked at my watch, it was already past one afternoon, and I didn’t expect that I had been sleeping for so long. Huang Lang said again, "I'll do it for you." I asked in confusion, "What's the matter?" Huang Lang said, "You can't do it, you asked me to do that last night." It seems that I'm drunk and haven't woken up yet, so why did I forget about this matter? I asked him, "So quickly? What did you do?"

"I called her together and said I wanted to live in her house tonight, so she agreed."

"Is that all?"

"No, listen to me. At that time, I will tie her hands up and cover her eyes. You will be waiting outside. When I call you, you will go in and fuck her. She can't see you. Isn't that all right?"

"Can this work? Can she let you tie it up so honestly? I think it's better to forget it." I saw that his idea was too bad. I just wanted to fuck my mother once, but I didn't want her personal safety to be harmed, so I stepped back.

"Don't worry, we can't do violence. It's not advanced. Isn't it easy to fuck that old pussy? Do you know? Then I'll say I want to play something special. It's not the first time she has, just listen to me."

I was very upset and didn't know if this method could be done. Then I would like to see the situation. If he couldn't handle it, I would let go first. In short, I couldn't let my mother discover me. There might be a chance in the future. Thinking of this, I agreed, so we began to discuss the specific details and waited for implementation tonight. The winter day was very short, and we were planning in the room. Before we knew it, the sky outside the window was already gray. Huang Lang and I ate some casually in the hotel restaurant. I also drank a small bottle of white wine. After a while, I felt that the alcohol was rising a little, so I started to do things as planned. We first went to the nearby supermarket to buy a roll of tape and wool rope, and then walked towards the place where my mother lived.

As we walked, it suddenly started to snow in the sky and it became darker and darker. When we walked to our mother's residence, it was completely dark. I looked at my phone and it was past six o'clock in the evening. Huang Lang and I first observed around and saw that there were no pedestrians passing by on the road, so we came to the black painted door. The door was not locked. It seemed that my mother intended to leave a door for Huang Lang, so we opened the door lightly. Huang Lang told me, "Hide it first, wait until I shake you, you will come." Then he went in.

The lights in the room were on. I saw my mother sitting by the bed fiddling with the computer. She was probably chatting with a netizen. At this time, Huang Lang had already arrived in the room. My mother stood up and greeted her, put her arm on his shoulder, and kissed her on the face again. Huang Lang also hugged her mother's water snake waist without hesitation and hit her with his lower body. Although I couldn't hear what they said, I could see my mother smiling, with a charming and coquettish expression. She had never smiled at me like this before, and I was already jealous when I saw this.

My mother wore a black tight sweater on her upper body, with a wide neckline, and her cleavage could be vaguely seen, and her lower body was not in my sight. My mother chatted with Huang Lang for a few words, then walked out of the room. I was so scared that I quickly found a place to hide. There were a pile of cardboard boxes in the southwest corner of the courtyard, and I hid them behind the cardboard boxes. Under the lights from the window, I saw my mother wearing a pair of brushed tight leggings on her lower body and a pair of leather shorts on her outside. She could only wrap her butt, looking plump and tight. She twisted and twisted when walking, and was wearing knee-length high-heeled leather boots, making her look mature and fashionable. She walked to the front door, pretended to clear her throat, and hmmed twice, then locked the door.

It seems that my mother has been hiding with wild men at home. She is so experienced. The more I think about it, the more angry I get. She pulled the curtains up after returning to the house. The thick curtains blocked the light in the house, and I can only see their blurry figures. Two figures of people hugging each other were reflected on the curtains and fell down together. At this moment, they were kissing and hugging on the bed, but I could only swallow my saliva outside.

I'm waiting and waiting, my hands and feet are almost frozen. I'm worried that Huang Lang will enjoy the romantic life alone. No matter how much I am, should I call him? At this moment, the lights in the room dimmed, and then my cell phone rang. I took it out and saw that it was Huang Lang's signal. I patted the snow on my body and walked towards the door gently. Huang Lang opened the door and came out, and quietly said to me, "It's all arranged, you go in, be more at ease." Seeing that he had no intention of going in with me, I asked, "Where are you?" Huang Lang said, "This is your first time. I won't argue with you. Let's go first, enjoy it." After that, he pushed me into the door, jumped out of the door in the snow, turned around and made a phone call to me, and disappeared into the vast snowy night.

I entered the outer room, and the room that was originally full of goods was empty. It seemed that my mother was doing well in business these days. With a nervous mood, I stepped into the inner room. The sudden scene in front of me shocked me. Under the light of the computer screen, I saw my mother kneeling naked on the bed, wearing nothing but a pair of stockings, with a white towel covering her eyes, her hands wrapped in tape and raised over her head, and tied to the cabinet with a rope, just like the sexual abuse I have seen in A-movie, but the woman in front of me is not a actress, she is my biological mother, a woman I love and hate.

I didn't dare to make a sound, and walked gently towards my naked mother, standing by the bed and reaching out to touch her. Before I could meet her, my mother was impatient and said, "Little enemy, I can't come yet. When will I wait?" As if I was greatly encouraged, I stretched out my cold hands and grabbed my mother's plump and warm breasts. My mother was hugged by my cold body and suddenly shivered. I immediately felt something was wrong and asked loudly, "Who are you!" I was afraid that my mother would recognize me, so she panicked and said nervously, "I...I am Huang Lang, don't you recognize me?" Fortunately, my voice became hoarse due to colds and smoking, otherwise I would have been betrayed by my own voice.

My mother heard that it was not Huang Lang's voice, and she began to become nervous and tried hard to get rid of it, but her hands were tied tightly and she couldn't get it away no matter how hard she tried. I hugged my mother hard and said intimidatingly, "Don't move, I'll call someone if I move again!" Usually, this sentence should be said by the coerced person, but the current situation is that my mother doesn't want to know about her scandal. If I really call someone over at this time and see her now, it may not be of any benefit to her. Mom gasped and said, "You are not Huang Lang. Who are you and what do you want to do?"

"I'm Xiaowen, have you forgotten?" I grabbed my mother's tied hands to prevent her from breaking free.

"Xiaowen, why is it you?" My mother became less nervous when she learned that it was Xiaowen, and said, "What are you doing with Huang Lang? Let me go quickly."

"I just want to play like this. Don't you like it very much? I promise not to hurt you."

"You two just want to play, just say it. Why are you so sneaky? I'm so scared."

"Mom, now we are the two of us in the room." One of my hands was placed on my mother's fat buttocks, the other one took off her top, and then unbuttoned her belt.

"Take off the towel, I want to see you."

I definitely wouldn't take off the towel covering her eyes, and just said, "I'll untie it for you after all." Then I quickly took off my pants, walked around my mother and raised her big butt, trying to find a hole to insert it in, but I was still a virgin after all. At such a tense moment, facing the sexy and mature jade body of "God of Love", my cock couldn't harden. I might know in my heart that she was my mother. Out of the last bit of awe of ethics, this became the biggest obstacle to my path to lustful mother.

While I was masturbating the plane with my hands to help get an erection, I lay on my mother's smooth back and whispered in her ear: "Mom, I am your son, I want to fuck you." My heartbeats very hard when I said this, which made me both nervous and excited. I smelled the fragrance of cosmetics on my mother's face, which made me feel more stimulating. I couldn't help but kiss and lick her face. My cock kept grinding in my mother's buttocks, and finally became big and hard. I could push my mother's asshole without holding it with my hands and slowly inserted it into it. My mother was also infected by my passion and said with a slutty smile: "Little beast, do you want to fuck my asshole for the first time?"

There was no other light source in the whole room except for the computer screen. My mother's butt was facing away from the light. I couldn't see clearly where the pussy was or where the asshole was. I just felt that the front end of the glans had been stuffed into the flesh hole, which was a little painful, but it was very comfortable. I could not insert it in.

"Son, put your dick over and mom will help you lick it. It's easier to fuck if it's wet."

When I heard my mother call me son, it felt like she knew that I was her own son and was still willing to incest with me. As my mother said, I sent her big, swelling cock to her mouth, holding her white and round breasts with both hands, which felt very weighty, and her dark red nipples had become hard. I fiddled with my fingers and immediately bounced back like a spring. When my mother smelled the smell of my cock, she rubbed her face twice, then found the right position, gave me a fragrant kiss on the glans, and then opened her mouth and sucked her heavily, making her licked cock wet and slippery, as if she had oil.

"Try it again this time." Mom licked the liquid at the corner of her mouth and turned her butt over, sticking it high, allowing me to see clearly with the light emitted from the computer screen. This is the place I have always dreamed of, this was my first home, and now I can finally go home. My mother's pussy is not as beautiful as the Japanese actress in the A-film, but there are not many pubic hairs on the labia majora and look cleaner. I sent my male cock to the entrance of my mother's vagina and said to her, "Mom, my own son is going to fuck you now, is it okay?" Mom said, "Fuck me, my mother's pussy is for you."

After getting my mother's permission, I thrust my waist forward and inserted my cock along the slippery vagina. This was the first time I inserted it in my life, and the one I fucked was my real mother. It felt so wonderful. It was not only physical comfort, but also psychologically strong stimulation. The second, third, fourth, every time my cock rubs against my mother's vagina, it seems like an electric current spreading from my lower body throughout my body. The more I fucked it, I shouted, "Mom, my dear mom, I fuck you to death. I am your own son. I am incest with you. I am happy, old slut."

"This big slutty son, it's so slutty, your mom is so good." My mother was raped by me, and the water in her pussy was flowing more and more, flowing down her thighs. When she responded enthusiastically to me, she didn't know that the man who was fucking her was actually her son.

My mother was like a bitch, sticking out her round and plump big white butt. I stuffed it enough from behind. I lay on the bed again, letting her step on my cock, just like in the nude photos taken by my mother, fucking her from below. My mother took the initiative to cooperate with me, and her butt fell on me. Every time I could hear the sound of a slap, and her two big breasts jumped up and down with the rhythm, which made me unable to grasp them.

"Mom, do you like your son? Do you love him?"

"If mom doesn't like you, she won't have sex with you."

"I mean your own son, do you love?"

The rise and fall of my mother's butt did not stop, but she did not answer my question. I felt disappointed for myself. Thinking that she didn't love me, she suddenly inserted it up a few times and scolded her, "You stinky bitch, an old slut, will seduce wild men. I fuck you to death, I fuck you to death, I fuck you to death, and make you a slut, a slut!" Just as I was scolding and fucking her, my mother suddenly said one word: "Love!"

Almost at the same time, I shot the first essence of my life into my mother's body. The double happiness in my body and soul filled my whole body. I heard the word "love" that my mother said, and knew that she loved me no matter what, which was enough. I hugged my mother tightly, pressed my face against her chest, secretly shed tears of happiness, and kept shouting: "Mom...Mom..."

"Good boy, what's wrong?" Mom kissed my forehead and gently pressed her face against my face. She felt that I was crying, so she asked gently, "Why are you crying?"

I wiped my tears and hugged my mother off me, and a stream of semen flowed down her thighs to the bed. My cock and the inner side of my thighs were also covered with my own semen and my mother's vaginal fluid. I didn't bother to wipe it. First, I put on my clothes, then took off my mother's hand from the cabinet, lay in my ear and whispered, "Mom, I love you!" After saying this, I quickly ran out, jumped over the door, and ran tirelessly on the street...

One evening half a year later, I came down from the school basketball court and was about to go home. When I walked to the gate, I saw a figure standing across the street. She was wearing long black hair, wearing a light blue dress, and a pair of white sandals under her feet, which looked clean and refreshing. This person was my mother. In the afterglow of the sunset, she was looking at me and smiling, with a bright and beautiful smile.

The two words "Mom" are the two words I most want to see and hear now. Since I returned to my hometown last time and had physical relationships with her without my mother's knowledge, I rarely contacted her again. I have never even been on the QQ number "Orphan in the Snow". On the one hand, I was afraid that my mother would recognize me, and on the other hand, I was afraid that I would not be able to control myself and would try my best to have sex with my mother again. After my first sexual experience in my life, I began to be deeply obsessed with the happiness brought by carnal desire. That feeling was something I didn’t dare to think about when I was a virgin. Even if that person was my biological mother, she would often appear in my dreams. When I woke up, she was the object of my fantasy for me to masturbate and vent.

Later, I also tried to have a girlfriend to solve my sexual needs, but when I was with girls of the same age, I always felt that they were short of what they were missing and could not raise their sexual interest at all. On the contrary, I felt extremely satisfied in incest-themed novels and videos. I thought I would spend my youth like this, at least I wouldn't see my mother again before graduation, but my peaceful life that I had maintained for half a year was broken on this day.

I got off the basketball court and was about to go home from school. When I walked to the gate, I saw a figure standing across the street. She was wearing a long black and shiny head, wearing a light blue floral dress, and a pair of white sandals under her feet. This woman, who looks pure and virgin, was bathing in the afterglow of the sunset, and walked towards me with a smile. She was my mother, Shao Li.

My heart beats wildly with her steps. The closer she walks to me, the more my heart beats.

"Mom, why are you here?" My throat seemed to be stuck with something, and the sound was so low that I almost couldn't hear it myself. I cleared my throat and said, "When did it come? Why don't you call?" I looked left and right, but I didn't dare to look at my mother in front of me.

"I arrived at noon, there is nothing wrong with the store, so I thought to come and see you."

I said "um" and no longer knew what to say. The basketball in my hand kept fiddling with it to relieve and hide my inner tension.

"Look at your sweaty head. If you don't go home quickly after school, you will know how to play." My mother took out a piece of wet wipe from her hand and gently wiped the sweat on her forehead and neck. I didn't know whether it was a scent from the paper or my mother's hands. It made people feel dizzy and fluttering, like a sedative, which made me relax a little.

"I called your dad just now and asked you to spend two days with me this weekend."

"Oh, have you found a place to live?"

"I just finished checking out of the hotel. Let's go. Let's find a place to eat first." My mother was not familiar with the place and told me to find a better place. She wanted to treat me to a good meal, but I didn't have the heart to eat, so she found a dumpling restaurant and ordered two dishes and a plate of dumplings. We ate and chatted. The whole process was more like my mother was investigating me. She kept asking me how I was studying, whether I was short of money to spend, how was the class teacher, whether I had a girlfriend... And I was like a prisoner being tried, answering every question mechanically, reminding myself to be careful and never talk.

My mother held her long hair to avoid getting food. She even looked elegant when eating. She occasionally licked the corners of her mouth gently, and every move made me obsessed with it. Just as I was stubborn and secretly glanced at my mother's chest, she suddenly asked me, "Why haven't you been online lately? Your dad won't let me?"

"Didn't I leave a message last month? Tell you how many points I get in the monthly exam? Didn't you read it?" I took out a napkin from the cardboard box, wiped my mouth, and then looked out the window nervously. I didn't know what I was looking at, maybe I wanted to leave quickly.

"I'm talking about that number."

My mother said lightly, but I became nervous immediately as if the suspect was convicted. Although it was summer, my palms were already sweating. I don’t know if my mother said it casually or already knew the truth of the matter. At this moment, I came up with several lies, but none of them were credible. In the end, I only said two words: “No.”

What does not mean? Is there no other account or is there no one? Even I didn't know what I was talking about, and I thought it was awkward. I stood there like a wooden man, staring at the window, and the atmosphere seemed extremely awkward.

My mother took a sip of tea, looked out the window with my eyes, looked at it for a while and said, "It's almost dark, you go back."

I felt like I was granted a general amnesty, and I didn't even say a word of "worship", and stood up and walked out. My mother shouted, "Oh, basketball." I had already walked to the door, but I remembered that the basketball was still in my seat and forgot to take it, so I hurried back and took the ball from my mother.

"This memory is safe, young man, don't be stingy." Mom told me as if she was angry and angrily, and then said, "I will meet a friend tomorrow. I will call you the day after tomorrow. Remember."

I nodded, left the hotel with a bumpy bump, stopped a car on the street and went home, but didn't even dare to go back. The experience just now made me feel scared. When I got home, I saw Aunt Xiao Zhang watching TV. My father was washing fruits in the kitchen. It seemed that I had just finished my meal. My father has been home very early in the past few months. During the day, he specially hired a nanny to take care of Aunt Xiao Zhang. I don’t need to say anything, everyone can guess it. Aunt Xiao Zhang is pregnant and has been seven months old. My father has turned down all unnecessary social engagements and put his mind on Aunt Xiao Zhang. He is busy and happy, and even I am a little jealous.

"Xiao Wu is back, have you eaten?" Aunt Xiao Zhang was erect, and the idiot's level-breaking game show was playing on the TV. She covered her stomach and laughed.

"have eaten."

At this time, my father brought out the washed fruit, put it in front of Aunt Xiao Zhang, and asked me to go over and eat it together. I said I didn't want to eat, so I rushed the smelly sweat on my body, then went back to my room, picked up the book and flipped it all over. The scenes in my mind are like turning a book, and page after page appears in front of me. They are the scenes of being with my mother just now. Especially when I think of her words, "I'm talking about that number", I always feel that her words are implying something, and they are definitely not just talking casually.

Thinking of this, I turned on my computer and logged into the "Orphan in the Snow". Since I haven't been on it for a long time, I can't receive many messages before, so I have no way to know whether "Love God" will leave me a message. What I didn't expect was that Huang Lang's QQ group was still very active, and there were many more porno photos of his mother in the group album, and the scale was even larger than before.

One of the photos surprised me even more. My mother stood naked in front of the projection cloth, holding a microphone in her hand. The image emitted by the projector was on her snow-white skin, turning into a colorful blue body. The surrounding environment was very dark, but you can see that there were many people below, some were smoking and some were drinking, but their eyes were all staring at her mother's seductive body.

It can be seen that the photo was taken in a KTV private room, and my mother was gathering with these people to have sex. The next photo is even more lewd. My mother holds the sofa with one hand and the microphone with the other. I don’t know if she is singing or moaning. Her long hair hangs down like waves and is touched and played with by the man sitting on the sofa. My mother’s big white butt is being fucked hard by a boy of the same age as me. That person is Huang Lang. I really don’t know how to describe my emotions towards Huang Lang. It’s not just a friend or an enemy. In short, I’m in a very awkward situation. I guess he created the lustful party in the photo. This kid is really a headache.

The content of the third photo is simply a sexual intercourse. The mother was lifted by two young men, her thighs were raised high, and her butt was sitting on the edge of the coffee table. She tilted her head to help Huang Lang lick the semen on her cock. A guy with a lot of hair in the butt groove was exerting force between her mother's crotch. There was a series of people waiting in line behind him. Everyone's cock was standing up, and a feast of wolves was inevitable.

If I had seen these photos half a year ago, I would definitely not be able to stand it. Even now, I don’t feel very pleasing. After all, no one wants to see my mother being gang-raped, but after seeing them too much, I feel nothing. Thinking about my mother’s lewd expression, I unknowingly held up a small tent under my crotch. I had no choice but to borrow my mother as a partner for fantasy. So I took off my shorts and held the hard guy, and masturbated at my mother’s lewd photo.

After a quick stroke, the desire was vented, and I was soon surrounded by guilt. After all, she was my mother. I knew she still loved me. How could I treat someone who loves me as the object of venting my desire? If my mother doesn't love me, I feel better. I thought again: If we are in love with each other, she is willing... no, how is that possible? I was thinking about it, drying the semen on the floor, then pouring my head onto the bed, continuing to assume all possibilities.

The next day was Friday, and I went to school and got off as usual. However, when I passed by the school gate, I always looked at the street intentionally or unintentionally to see if my mother was opposite. My mother said she wanted to meet a friend today, but she didn't show up. She just didn't know who her mother was going to meet. Speaking of which, this city is still very unfamiliar to her mother, and there shouldn't be anyone she knows. Could it be that she is a netizen or something? Is it mainly because of her visiting netizens this time, and then come to see me? No matter that much, I'm used to it anyway, so I'd better think about how to deal with my mother tomorrow.

This weekend is the monthly vacation. Of course I can relax if I usually do it, but this time it makes me feel a little headache. I really don’t know how to spend the past two days with my mother. There is no way, so I have to spend it even if I bit the bullet. It was very peaceful that morning. It was almost noon and my mother didn't call me. I thought she was still with my friend and didn't pay attention to me. At this moment, my phone suddenly rang. It was my mother who called me. She asked me to go to the hotel room where she lives and said she wanted to chat with me.

My father told me not to tell Aunt Xiao Zhang about her mother coming to see me. I was afraid that she would be angry, so I said to her, "Mom, my friend is looking for me, and I won't come back at noon." I forgot to tell everyone one thing. Last month, I had already called Aunt Xiao Zhang a different name. This is my father's wish, and I voluntarily. I can't always call her aunt. Besides, she is pretty good to me. As long as I have my own mother in my heart, this stepmother is just a title, and it's no big deal.

I walked all the way to the downstairs of the hotel, sat in the lobby and smoked a cigarette, and then slowly walked towards the room where my mother lived. Room No. 202 near the corner of the stairs was the room where my mother lived. I knocked twice, and my mother's voice immediately came from the room: "Come." After a while, the door lock sounded, and my mother opened the door from inside. After I called "Mom", I was about to step in, but I found a person sitting on the bed behind her. How come there is a man in my mother's room? Although my mother blocked the face of that person, I could still tell from my clothes that it was a man and that he was not too old.

At this moment, I hesitated, and I didn't know whether to go in or back, but I shook my body and whispered, "Is there anyone?"

My mother nodded expressionlessly, pulled my arm and walked in. As the perspective changed, I clearly saw the person's face. An unexpected and reasonable thing happened. That person was Huang Lang.

My first reaction was to run away. When I turned around, I found that my mother was standing behind me and almost bumped into me. At this time, my face was red and hot, and even I could hear the sound of my heartbeat. I didn't know what to do.

My mother held her arms in one hand and fiddled with her hair with the other. She looked at the two of us from time to time. The expression on her face was strange, not like she was angry, but was nervous and embarrassed.

I couldn't help but retreated and retreated to Huang Lang, staring at him with his head down, as if he didn't dare to look at me.

The air in the room seemed to solidify. After half a minute, my mother suddenly spoke, "That... you can tell Xiaowu yourself."

Mom turned around and left the room and closed the door.

Only Huang Lang and I were left in the room. At this time, I had made a preliminary judgment on the matter, that is, Huang Lang accidentally let out his mouth and exposed my true identity as an "orphan in the snow". In this way, not only did my mother know my shameful behavior, but even Huang Lang must have known about the scandal of our mother and son's incest. I was instantly angry and pushed Huang Lang suddenly and cursed, "You are fucking me to death!"

Huang Lang was pushed down on the bed by me and said aggrievedly: "Brother, don't worry, listen to me."

"Get out."

At this time, I was in the mood to hear him say, and just wanted to leave quickly, and I would never have the shame to see my mother again.

Seeing that I was about to leave, Huang Lang immediately stopped me and said, "It's not me who cheated you, but your stepmother cheated you, you are still in the dark."

After hearing this, I immediately realized that things were not as simple as I thought, so I asked him what he meant.

"I tell you, don't be angry."

"You're talking so much nonsense, hurry up!"

"Don't worry..."

Huang Lang pulled me down, lit a cigarette for me, and then said, "Actually, this is not bad for me. It was all done by your stepmother. If you want to settle the score with her, I will help you."

"What does this matter have to do with her? To be honest, why don't I kill you!"

I felt the seriousness of the situation and immediately stood up and grabbed his clothes, looking fierce. With my current emotions, I could do anything. It can be seen that Huang Lang was really a little scared and said the truth.

"Actually, I have known your stepmother for a long time. She designed me to seduce your mother, and you will know what happened next."

"You fart, why should she do this?"

"I really don't lie to you. Your stepmother is a third party. When your parents were not divorced, she fell in love with your father. It was her arrangement for your mother to have an affair with others. Later, she even made bad things and asked me to make your mother bad. At first I really didn't know it was your mother, otherwise I wouldn't have done that."

終于真相大白了，整件事情我都被蒙在鼓里，開始我以為爸爸是個有錢就變壞的陳世美，后來我以為媽媽才是不守婦道的潘金蓮，直到現在我終于明白了，小張阿姨才是導致父母婚變的幕后黑手，她為了得到爸爸不擇手段，簡直卑鄙齷齪之極，爸爸是她的獵物；媽媽是她的情敵；而黃朗就成了她的工具；那么我呢？ What am I?我是這場陰謀之中最無辜的受害者。

當我想明白這一切的時候，一股怒火直沖上來，舊恨新仇一起報，我將手里的煙狠狠摔在地上，接著一拳打中黃朗的腮幫子，大罵：「操你媽的，我讓你壞！」

我用力掐住黃朗的脖子，將他按倒在床上。

黃朗被我冷不防打了一拳，反應過來的時候已經被我掐住了喉嚨，他的臉色由白變紅，由紅變紫，眼瞅著只有出氣沒有進氣，這時他突然抓起手邊的電視搖控器，猛地砸在我頭上。

我只覺頭上一疼，手也自然松開了，又被黃朗一推摔到地上。

黃朗咳嗽著爬了起來，轉身就往外跑，我隨后就追，扯住他的后脖領又是一頓電炮飛腳，黃朗大喊大叫著：「你他媽瘋了！」

回身一腳踹在我的肚子上，緊接著撲過來和我廝打在一起。

我們兩個打了五六分鐘，臉上身上都掛了彩，最后雙方都沒力氣了，我就靠著床坐在地毯上休息，他也趴在沙發邊上呼呼喘著粗氣，就像夏天太陽底下伸著舌頭喘氣的狗一樣。

「你特么不講究，我把實話告訴你了，你特么……還打我……」

黃朗從兜里掏出煙，點了兩根，自己叼一根，另一根丟給了我。

我挪動一下身子，抻手撿起他丟過來的煙，抽了一口，說：「打你是輕的，你說你該不該打。」

「我該，你打的好，行了吧。」

「操，少跟我裝孫子，我就不信你能那么好心，還跑來告訴我，到底怎么回事。」

黃朗果然被我說中了，原來他上個月得知邵麗就是我媽，覺得自己被小張阿姨當槍使，一時不甘心，就打電話向小張阿姨勒索錢財，小張阿姨果然給他寄去五千塊錢封口費，黃朗沒想到錢來的這么容易，花起來也大手大腳的，五千塊錢沒幾天就揮霍光了，于是他又打電話勒索更多的錢，小張阿姨這次沒有寄錢給他，而是找了幾個人將黃朗暴揍一頓，警告他不要得寸進尺，否則有他好看的。

沒想到黃朗是個不認栽的主，從此就和小張阿姨結下了仇，于是一拍兩瞪眼，將事情的真相抖了出來，讓我媽媽幫自己報仇，兩個人商量好了復仇的計劃，于是他們又找到了我，想讓我也參加進來。

「我告訴你，我家里的事我們自己解決，用不著你插一腿，趕緊給我滾，別讓我再看見你！」

我站起來走到黃朗跟前，朝他身上踢了一腳，罵了聲「滾！」

黃朗撐著站了起來，晃晃悠悠往外走，走到門口時，他回頭對我說：「你要是男人的話就報仇，別讓我瞧不起你。」

說完，他就一瘸一拐的走了。

這時房門開著，我隱約聽見走廊里媽媽和黃朗說話的聲音，至于說了什么卻沒聽清。

媽媽打發黃朗走后，又回到了房間里，我立刻躲到窗臺邊上，背對著媽媽不敢看她，狠不得找個地縫鉆進去。

「哎呀！你流血了，我領你上醫院吧，走。」

媽媽看見我從鬢角處流下來的血，急忙進衛生間拿了一條毛巾，幫我按住傷口，拉著我就要去醫院。

「沒事，就破個小口。」

我用毛巾擦了擦臉上的血，又背對著她坐到了床上，實在沒臉見人了。

媽媽見我不肯去醫院，也就不勉強我了，她說：「那就冰敷一下。」

于是下樓買了一瓶冰凍礦泉水，用毛巾包了起來，放在我頭上的傷口處。

我下意識的躲開了，媽媽就抱住我的頭，說：「別動，現在不敷該腫了。」

她緊貼著我坐在床上，一手抱著我的頭，一手拿著冰毛巾幫我冷敷。

這時我才注意到媽媽今天穿的是一件白色短袖襯衫，將她身體包裹的很緊，由于媽媽的胸部很豐滿，以至上邊的幾顆扣子都系不上，胸開的很低，從我這個角度正好可以看見媽媽的乳溝，還有白色乳罩的蕾絲花邊，再加上媽媽身上香水的味道，我僅有的羞恥心立刻就被淫欲侵蝕掉了。

「疼不疼？」

媽媽問了我一句，見我正直勾勾盯著她的奶子，她自己也覺得有點不好意思了，嬌嗔著問我：「眼睛往哪看呢？」

我立刻將視線從媽媽的身體上轉移到別處，拿過冰水一直不停的喝，媽媽輕輕笑了一下，對我說：「有些事既然發生了，就別再想了，我都沒說什么。」

媽媽終于說了，她想先挑起這個話頭，把我們干的那件丑事說開，可我卻沒有那個膽量，不敢接這個話題。

「小五，你能原諒媽媽嗎？」

她見我還是不回答，又問：「你現在是不是特看不起我呀？」

媽媽問我什么我都不回答，她也就不再問了，只是默默地坐著。

過了一會，我偷偷瞄了媽媽一眼，發現她正在吧嗒吧嗒的掉眼淚，這一下可把我心疼壞了，我是最見不得女人哭的，尤其是我的媽媽。

我想幫她擦擦眼淚，伸手過去卻被媽媽緊緊握住，然后抱著我大哭起來，淚水像止不住的雨點一樣灑下來，抽泣著說：「媽媽不好……你別……你別討厭我……媽媽后悔死了……嗚嗚嗚……嗚鳴嗚……」

媽媽抱著我邊哭邊說，就像初戀的少女乞求愛人憐憫，惹的我也很傷心，輕輕拍著媽媽的肩膀安慰：「好了好了，不哭了，我也沒說討厭你呀，只要你不怪我就好了。」

「那你原諒媽媽了？」

媽媽的眼睛紅紅了，眼淚滑過臉頰滴在我的胳膊上，眼神中充滿了可憐，從她臉上的表情，我仿佛看到了一個梨花帶雨的少女，正等著我去珍惜憐愛，于是我毫不猶豫的點了點頭。

媽媽見我原諒了她，立刻破涕為笑，將臉貼在我的胸口上，深情的抱著我的腰，輕輕地說：「你真好。」

我從沒見過媽媽如此小鳥依人的模樣，這樣的場景只在我的夢里出現過，誰能想到一個四十出頭的女人，撒起嬌來竟比妙齡少女還要動人心魄，看來姜還是老的辣，成熟女人所能展現出來的魅力，是十八九歲的女孩完全不具備的。

美人在懷的感覺奇妙之極，自從上次和媽媽金風玉露一相逢之后，便再沒有嘗過女人味，此刻小綿羊就在眼前，教我怎么做正人君子啊，早將道德倫常拋諸腦后了。

我輕輕撫摸著媽媽的后背，時不時用手指挑逗一下她那滑溜溜的小下巴，見媽媽并不反感，我的手開始慢慢移動，順著她的后背滑向乳房一側。

這時我的呼吸也開始變得急促，雖然有上次的經驗，但這次是擺在桌面上的亂倫，緊張總是難免的，當我的手已經放在媽媽的乳房上，正要用力去抓的時候，媽媽突然從我的懷抱里坐了起來，低著頭說：「是不是太快了。」

我心里本來就不塌實，聽媽媽這么一說，也覺得很難為情，從兜里掏出一顆煙點上，吸兩口穩當穩當。

「你學什么不好，怎么學上抽煙了？」

媽媽放下嬌羞的模樣，立刻又擺起了家長的姿態，女人的臉還真是說變就變。

「沒事抽著玩唄。」

「別抽了，我跟你說件正經事。」

媽媽搶過我抽了半截的香煙，掐滅了扔在地上，然后鄭重的對我說：「我想讓你幫媽辦件事。」

「你倆不都商量好了嗎，還用得著我？」

我一聽就猜出來了，媽媽是想讓我幫她對付小張阿姨，其實不用她說我也會幫的，只不過還有點氣不順罷了。

「喲，吃醋了？」

"No."

「呵呵，還沒有呢，瞧你那小樣，你不都答應原諒媽媽了嗎，說話不算數啊？」

媽媽用手指刮刮我的臉，似笑非笑的看著我的眼睛，見我仍是繃著臉，就用她那柔軟的雙手在我臉上一通亂揉，嘴里還不停的說：「笑一個，笑一個。」

我被老媽搞的十在繃不住了，不由得笑了出來，更情不自禁親了她幾下，我們之間的隔閡在這一刻被打破了。

一陣擁吻親熱過后，媽媽將她的計劃對我講一遍，乍聽之下，不禁讓我寒毛直豎，我終于明白了一個道理：千萬不要惹女人。按照媽媽的計劃，我的第一項任務就是回家去，讓爸爸看看我身上的傷，就說是我在路上遭遇一群小流氓打劫，沒錢給他們才被打的。

這樣一來，媽媽就能以照顧我的名義繼續留下來了，而爸爸白天在廠里忙公事，晚上還要照顧懷孕的小張阿姨，所以樂不得把我交給媽媽。

三天之后，按照計劃的安排，我要撮合爸爸和媽媽一起吃頓飯。

這個任務可不大好完成，畢竟兩個人已經離婚了，人家說兩個相愛的人分手之后往往會變成最恨對方的人，這話不是沒有道理的，況且爸爸現在已經再婚了，要考慮到各方面的原因，所以事情進行的并不是很順利，但經我一番勸說，曉之以情，動之以理，爸爸終于答應了我的請求，和媽媽進行一次禮貌性的午餐，算是謝謝她這幾天來照顧我。

上午我打電話到本地最好的一家飯店訂了位子，中午放學后就急匆匆趕了過去，不久后爸爸也從廠里開車過來了，媽媽打電話說她馬上就到，于是我和爸爸點了菜，等著媽媽過來一起吃。

大約過了十分鐘左右，爸爸顯得有些著急了，總是看自己的手表，因為他下午要和一個客戶談生意，所以要花時間準備一下，如果媽媽再不出現的話，爸爸怕是要等急了。

這時媽媽終于姍姍而來，乍一看，我差點認不出來了，媽媽今天打扮的好漂亮啊，成熟高貴的中分大卷發型，晶瑩白嫩的臉上淡施彩妝，淡粉色的上衣搭配白色的長裙，簡約中透著女性特有的典雅，真是美翻了，我竟然產生一種想讓所有人都知道這個美麗女人就是我媽媽的沖動。

媽媽邁著輕盈的腳步走到我們面前，首先就對遲到表示歉意，說：「對不起，不好意思，我來晚了。」

爸爸乍見到媽媽，也是和我一樣的感覺，忙說：「沒關系，我們也剛來，請坐。」

天啊，他們倆在搞什么，在一起過了十幾年了，我可從來沒見過他倆彼此這么客氣過。

「媽，你怎么這么晚了，再晚來一會我爸就走了。」

「別瞎說，誰要走了。」

爸爸說了我一句，又對媽媽說：「我們剛點了幾個菜，不知道你愛不愛吃，要不咱們再點幾個你愛吃的吧。」

說著就要喚服務生過來。

「別麻煩了，過會兒我就要趕回去，待不了多長時間，今天過來我就是想跟你和小五告個別。」

媽媽微笑著摸摸我的頭，轉頭又對爸爸笑了笑，說：「謝謝你今天抽空過來。」

我和爸爸都感到有些意外，我心想：怎么媽媽要回去呢，那她的計劃怎么辦，不找小張阿姨報仇了？我只是想卻不敢問，哪知爸爸卻忍不住了，問：「怎么這就要走啊，好不容易來一次，多陪小五幾天吧，花銷都算我的。」

我真搞不懂了，爸爸剛才還一副不耐煩的模樣，怎么見了媽媽之后像變了個人似的，態度比他們沒離婚時還要好，難道這就叫失去之后才懂得珍惜？還是看見媽媽現在的樣子動心了？說實話，媽媽和爸爸在一起的時候，不說是黃臉婆也差不了多少，而現在的她則完全換了個狀態，渾身上下散發著迷人的氣息，走在大街上足可以令逆路者回頭，順路者尾隨。

另外，我要透露給大家一個秘密，自從查出小張阿姨懷孕后，爸爸就只能在客房里睡，已經有好幾個月沒過夫妻生活了，對于一個壯年男人來說，這種痛苦煎熬是可想而知的，也難怪他此時見了媽媽就像貓見了魚一樣，我不敢說爸爸心里是怎么想的，但我敢肯定他的下身已經被媽媽誘惑了，因為我看見他的……不說了。

「出來好幾天了，我怕小潔那邊忙不過來，看見你們都挺好的我就放心了。」

媽媽說的小潔是我二姨，如今她們已經不在商場里租柜臺了，老家最繁華的路段上有家高級女裝店，那是媽媽和二姨合伙新開的，也算是個女老板了。

「我爸是挺好的，我可不好，你看我腦袋上這傷還沒好呢，你就不能多陪我幾天？」

「是啊，小五還沒好利索呢，我……我那邊一灘子事又管不了他，孩子既然舍不得你，你就再留幾天唄。」

爸爸打著我的旗號一個勁的挽留媽媽，我不禁暗自偷笑，這真是家花不如野花香，家花變成野花之后更香。

"Um……"

媽媽顯得很猶豫，又說：「我就是不放心小五，萬一那幫人以后再劫他怎么辦啊？」

「這樣吧，我開車接送他上學，你就辛苦一下，再照顧他幾天，咱倆都放心，你看呢？」

對于爸爸表現出的熱情，我想有一多半的萬分是為了討媽媽開心，不過這也好，小張阿姨霸占了我爸這么久，也該讓他分點時間給我了。

"Oh well."

「這就對了，咱們當父母的不就是為了孩子嘛，下午我去取點錢，你陪小五好好玩幾天。」

爸爸笑了，我想他已經忘了下午要和客戶談生意的事了，現在媽媽才是他最重要的客戶，爸爸幫媽媽倒了一杯茶，說：「今天天氣挺熱的，我叫人把空調打開吧，菜這么半天還沒上來，小麗你先坐，我去再點幾個你愛吃的菜。」

爸爸從坐位上站起來，走了兩步又轉回來，說：「咱們喝點酒吧，你喝什么，我去叫。」

媽媽擺了擺手，笑著說：「不，不，你知道我不能喝酒的。」

「少喝點，沒關系，難得三口人在一起吃頓飯，高興嘛。」

我們三個人本來是坐在大廳的，后來爸爸提議我們進包房去吃，點了一大桌子菜，加上酒水一共花了四千多。

不過媽媽自己沒怎么吃，都是給我夾菜，偶爾在爸爸不停的套瓷中禮貌的聊幾句，最后喝了一杯紅酒后就離開了。

爸爸要開車送媽媽回賓館，但被她婉言謝絕了，把媽媽送出酒店后，爸爸回到包房里自斟自飲，還拐彎抹角向我打聽媽媽的情況。

我知道爸爸已經上鉤了，這樣一來，媽媽的計劃就完成了一半。

之后的幾天里，不論上學放學還是出去玩，爸爸都是我和媽媽的司機，廠里的事都交給助手去辦，家里有保姆照顧小張阿姨，他一下子就變成了有閑一族，吃飯買東西都是爸爸付賬，光是給媽媽買的一塊手表就價值不菲，但是媽媽怎么都不肯收，最后爸爸只得送給了小張阿姨，還叫我不要告訴她實情；而小張阿姨自然十分高興，自打他們結婚之后，還從沒收到過爸爸這么貴重的禮物呢，由于營養過盛而肥胖緊繃的臉上露出了滿足的笑容，懷孕之后的小張阿姨迅速增肥，爸爸看著這個胖老婆只能干笑，真是啞巴吃黃蓮，有苦說不出啊。

這天晚上，爸爸打電話給小張阿姨說有公事要辦，不回家吃晚飯了，家里只剩下我和小張阿姨兩個人。

我發現她越來越懶了，吃完飯就躺在沙發上看電視，爆米花明明就放在茶幾上，她就是不肯坐起來自己拿，非要等我送到她手里躺著吃，結果弄的滿地都是碎渣，就算懷孕也不用這樣吧。

不想看她那副德性，于是我借口出去找同學玩，其實我是去媽媽。

走到離賓館不遠的地方，我突然看見了爸爸的車，原來他加班是假的，來和媽媽幽會才是真的。

這時只見爸爸從賓館里先走出來，為媽媽拉開玻璃門，然后兩個人一起上了車，奔東邊去了。

我暗自贊嘆，老媽的媚功真不是蓋的，這么快就把爸爸弄的神魂顛倒，連家里的大肚婆也不顧了，難怪那么多的小伙子會拜倒在她的風流裙下，不知怎么回事，我突然很嫉妒爸爸，不知道今晚他們會不會在床上再續前緣，要是復婚的話，我還有可能和媽媽做愛嗎？我在大街上閑逛了一會，覺得沒甚意思就回家了，小張阿姨正在看又臭又長的韓劇，大概是看到什么好玩的劇情了，笑的她嘴角都快貼到耳根了，我心想這個壞婆娘，笑吧，有你哭的時候。

此后的幾天里，爸爸經常以加班為借口，偷偷和媽媽在酒吧、咖啡廳幽會，而且還專找離家遠的地方，但每晚他都回家，從沒在外邊過夜，不知道是媽媽沒有給他機會，還是他不愿背叛小張阿姨，我想還是前者的可能性大一些，既然媽媽有意設局，就不會那么輕易讓爸爸嘗到甜頭。

這天是周末，爸爸照常沒有回家吃晚飯，小張阿姨問他最近怎么總不著家，爸爸撒謊說正在談一個大客戶，然后就把電話掛了，反正小張阿姨已經幾個月沒上班了，對廠里的情況不太了解，還不是爸爸說什么是什么。

可是與前幾天不同的事情發生了，這一次爸爸居然徹夜未歸，打他的手機始終是關機。

第二天早晨，小張阿姨給廠里打電話，接電話的是爸爸的助手小趙，一問之下，小趙說了實話，最近廠里的事都是他經手辦的，也沒接什么大客戶，而且爸爸每天下班都很早，有時候更是來廠里看一下就走，員工們還以為老板在家照顧老婆娘呢。

這下子可把小張阿姨急壞了，憑著女人的直覺，她斷定爸爸在外面有了別的女人，其實這也不難想到，自己大著肚子不能行房事，滿足不了丈夫的需要，出軌的機率自然大大增加了。

我知道進行第三項任務的時候到了，我看時間差不多了，就假裝安慰小張阿姨，說：「別急著，過會我到廠里去找找。」

「小五，你說你爸一宿沒回來，能去哪呢？」

我搖了搖頭，表示不知道，然后突然指著她的手表說：「哎？這表怎么在你這啊？」

「這是你爸送我的，怎么了？」

「不對吧，我看見我爸送給我媽一塊一樣的手表，我媽沒要，怎么你也有一塊啊？噢，我明白了，你媽沒要就送給你了。」

小張阿姨一聽，臉色馬上就變了，問我：「你說你媽來了？」

「對呀，來了好些日子了，我爸沒跟你說嗎？」

我裝傻充愣的反問她。

「這塊表是你爸送給你媽的，你沒騙我吧？」

「我騙你干什么？」

「小五，你告訴我，你媽現在在哪呢？」

「應該在賓館吧，我爸給他找的，忘了叫什么了。」

「那你知道怎么走嗎？」

"I know."

「你現在就帶我去。」

「干嘛呀，你不會是去找我媽吵架吧？」

「哪能啊，我就是去看看她。」

小張阿姨強裝笑臉，拉著我就往外走，在大街上攔了一輛車，按照我指的路直奔賓館開去 這天是陰歷的六月初六，又是周末，據說是新人辦喜事的吉日，所以趕在這天辦喜事的特別多，媽媽住的那家賓館對面就是一家大飯店，正在舉行一對新人的婚宴慶典，所以門口有許多賓客和喜車，亂轟轟的，我們坐的那輛出租車開不進去，小張阿姨急的干脆下車自己走。

我雖然心里對她不爽，但她畢竟是個孕婦，不看大人面子也要看胎兒的面子，所以我付了車費之后就馬上過去扶她，推開擠擠插插的人群，進了媽媽所住的賓館。

大堂里很安靜，除了賓館的接待人員之外，就只在沙發上坐著一個二十來歲的小伙子，見到我和小張阿姨進來，便不停的朝我們偷看，還鬼鬼祟祟的打電話，看樣子好像在哪里見過，一時間又想不起來。

我扶著小張阿姨來到二樓媽媽的房門前，對她說：「等會見了我媽可別跟她吵架，有什么話好好說。」

暈啊，到了關鍵時刻我怎么突然心軟了，連這兩個女人都不如，看來我真不是干大事的人啊。

小張阿姨早已迫不急待，一推門直闖了進去，我也跟著進了房間，只見爸爸正光著身子躺在床上，四仰朝天的呼呼大睡呢，衣服領帶和皮鞋丟的滿地都是，床頭柜上還放著幾個避孕套。

不出意料，小張阿姨頓時像瘋了一樣，抄起枕頭向爸爸打去，大喊著：「你給我起來……起來……」

爸爸睡的很熟，再說枕頭那么輕，怎么能打疼人呢，所以他仍是呼呼大睡，一點醒的意思都沒有。

這時媽媽突然從衛生間出來了，她頭發亂亂的，身上穿著爸爸的白襯衫，下身被肥大的襯衫遮住了，不知道有沒有穿內褲，好像剛在衛生間里洗漱完畢，聽見小張阿姨的喊叫聲就光著腳走出來了。

小張阿姨見了我媽，兩個女人四目相對，正如李逵碰上了張飛，免不了一場廝殺了。

小張阿姨身懷七個月的孩子，卻在這個時候面對丈夫的不忠，怎能不傷心？怎能不惱火？而且令自己丈夫出軌的女人還是他的前妻，這簡直就是對她人格的極大污辱，這一腔怒火暴發出來的最直接的方式就是打人。

小張阿姨手里的枕頭剛從爸爸頭上拿開，接著就被她扔向了媽媽。

媽媽沒來得及躲，一側臉打在了頭上，蓬松的長發隨著氣浪飛揚，但媽媽并沒有氣急敗壞的反擊，而是瀟灑的甩了甩頭發，問：「張小蕙，你干什么？」

「我還想問你呢，我老公怎么在你這？」

小張阿姨很激動，臉上的表情也很難看，顯出又生氣又委屈的模樣。

媽媽只是淡淡一笑，說：「他為什么在我這，你自己看不出來嗎？你給不了他，還不許他自己出來找快活嗎？」

“You…you…”

小張阿姨連說了兩個你，看了看我，卻沒有繼續往下說，大概是她要說什么難聽的話，顧忌到我的面子才忍住沒有說出口。

媽媽仰著頭笑了笑，說：「說呀，你不就是想說我不要臉，不知羞恥嘛，你不也是一樣，你要是要臉的話就不會勾引別人老公了，三十多歲才嫁出去，還嫁個二婚的，你多要臉啊。」

小張阿姨聽她這么說，可真的急了，忍不住反唇相譏：「哼，也不知道是誰不守婦道，趁老公不在家就把野男人領回家睡覺，偷人養漢子的騷貨，讓自己男人休了，現在又回來勾引人家，真不要臉，還好意思說別人呢。」

小張阿姨說的這些話太難聽了，不光媽媽生氣，連我聽了都不樂意，明明是你設計陷害我媽媽，怎么還敢這么明目張膽的指責別人呢，我說：「你就別裝了，黃朗把實情都告訴我們了，我還一直拿你當好人呢，真沒想到……」

沒等我說完，小張阿姨突然很詫異的問我：「小五，你說什么呢？怎么連你也……你們不能這么欺負我，我……我……」

小張阿姨的聲音變得哽咽了，眼神中充滿了委屈，淚水也在此時流了下來。

我心軟的毛病又在此時泛濫了，我猶豫了，我彷徨了，我不知所措了。

「小五，別看她可憐，都是裝的。」

媽媽拉著我站到她身后，顯示出盛氣凌人的模樣，而小張阿姨則捂著肚子哭哭啼啼，孤零零的處在下峰，她很希望能有人出來幫她說話，可是沒有。

媽媽自然很得意，并不失時機的追擊，嘲笑小張阿姨，說：「哎？你戴的表不錯嘛，我記得好像是有個人送給我的，我沒要，敢情是被你撿來了，呵呵，配你倒挺合適的。」

小張阿姨是個很開朗的人，平時和誰關系處的都不錯，從沒受過這樣的污辱，情急之下，她把手表摘了下來，用力摔在地上。

與此同時，賓館對面突然響起震耳轟鳴的禮炮聲，連續九響，我甚至能感覺到腳下顫動，賓館的窗玻璃都被震的直響，原來現在是上午的十點十分，對面正在舉行的結婚慶典鳴放九響禮炮，代表十全十美、天長地久的意思。

當禮炮放完之后，沉睡的爸爸被嚇醒了，而小張阿姨也倒下了，不知是被剛才的禮炮嚇到了，還是摔手表的動作太猛扭到了，反正她的狀況看起來不太好，臉上的表情看起來很痛苦，捂著肚子低聲的呻吟著。

爸爸醒來后坐在床上，迷迷糊糊之間看見媽媽和我，還有躺在地上小張阿姨，還不明白剛才發生了什么事。

我已顧不得什么報仇了，良心告訴我，不管以前發生過什么事，現在最要緊的是救人，于是我趕緊兩步跑過去，扶起小張阿姨往外走，并對爸爸說：「快，咱們送她上醫院。」

爸爸來不及問怎么回事，迅速穿好衣服，和我一起把小張阿姨攙到了樓下。

說一句沒用的，爸爸的襯衫還在媽媽身上，急忙中來不及穿，所以爸爸是光著膀子穿西服，樣子實在不怎么美觀。

爸爸臨出房門的時候還回頭看了媽媽幾眼，作出歉意的表示，爸爸以為小張阿姨來捉奸，肯定沒少難為媽媽，可是他根本想不到，這是媽媽設的計，真正受了委屈的是小張阿姨。

而媽媽只是淡淡一笑，在我們出去后把門一關，好像什么也沒發生過一樣。

我和爸爸扶著小張阿姨出了賓館門口，只見對面婚禮又是放鞭炮又是唱歌，場面十分混亂，街上連一輛出租車也叫不到，爸爸又因為怕被人看見，所以把車留在廠里沒有開過來，我們只能扶著小張阿姨慢慢往外走。

小張阿姨挺著肚子哎哎呀呀的，聽著都叫人心里難受。

這時，突然有一枚大炮仗飛了過來，落在我們跟前，光一聲巨響，連我都被嚇的一哆嗦，再看小張阿姨時，她已經臉色煞白，暈了過去，順著她的大腿內側流出液體，開始我還以為是尿，后來我才知道那是她的羊水破了。

我順著炮仗飛來的方向看去，一個似曾見過的面孔出現在我視線之中，沒錯，向我們投炮仗的那個人正是剛才坐在賓館大堂打手機的那個人。

驚急之下，我大罵一聲：「操你媽！」

那小子看我發現了他，轉身就跑的沒影了，想追都追不上。

后來我用手機打了１２０，救護車馬上趕到了現場，這才把小張阿姨送到了最近的醫院，經過一番搶救，小張阿姨總算沒有生命危險了，可是肚子里的孩子卻早產了，那是個女孩，體重比正常的嬰兒輕很多，剛下生就被放進了育嬰箱看護，還不知道能不能活下來。

小張阿姨產后非常虛弱，醫生說她可能會落下產后病，這幾個月要好好休養，不能作大幅運動，也不能著急生氣。

小張阿姨睡著后，爸爸把我叫出病房，問我到底是怎么回事，我就把賓館里發生的事簡單說了一遍。

爸爸聽了之后很后悔，說：「昨晚我跟你媽在一起吃飯，喝了點酒就醉的什么也不知道了，真是太耽誤事了。」

他一邊說一邊拍著自己的腦袋，并不像撒謊的樣子。

當晚爸爸在醫院陪著小張阿姨，叫我自己先回家，可我怎么能心安理得回去睡大覺呢，于是我打了輛車，又奔著媽媽住的賓館來了，一進賓館我就直沖向二樓，但當我想推門進去的時候，卻發現房門是鎖著的。

下樓一問賓館的接待員才知道，媽媽中午已經退房走了，這太出乎我的意料了，我心里有好多疑問要向媽媽討個說法，她就這么一聲不吭的走了，連個招呼也不和我打，這算怎么回事？有些事情我必須搞清楚才行，于是我打媽媽的手機，頭一遍她沒有接，第二遍是她主動打過來的，一交談，我才知道媽媽已經回到老家了，我問她為什么不和我打個招呼就走，她說是因為店里有事要處理，就沒來得及打招呼，后來我想再問她一些別的事，媽媽就說手機快沒電了，竟然掛了我的電話。

這幾天和媽媽的相處如沐春風，但此時她的態度卻令我寒心，綜合今天我發現的一些異常情況，我開始覺得有些不對勁。

我承認我心軟，意志不堅定，但我不是傻子，我決定親自調查一下，不再只聽別人的一面之辭，直到水落石出為止。

第二天，我一放學就跑去醫院看望小張阿姨，爸爸已經陪了她一天一夜了，還沒有合過眼，我叫他先回去休息一會，這里由我來照顧，爸爸說先回家睡一覺，晚上再過來替我。

這時病房里只剩我和小張阿姨了，我坐在她的床前，感覺心里很愧疚，說：「媽，我……我……」

小張阿姨看我很為難，大概猜出了我的心思，虛弱的說：「小五啊，媽沒事，養幾天就好了，沒擔心。」

說著，她伸手摸了摸我的臉，我感覺她的手很涼，一定是產后缺血造成的，看著她現在憔悴的模樣，我的心里就更難過了。

「其實我爸和我媽見面是我安排的，他倆根本什么事都沒有，那天是他喝多了，你千萬別疑心，還得跟他好好過啊。」

我這么說其實是違背了媽媽的愿意，但我現在不想報什么仇了，家庭的穩定才是最重要的，爸爸已經離過一次婚了，我不想讓他再離經二次。

「嗯，你爸都跟我說了，我相信他，你放心吧。」

小張阿姨的臉上又露出了一絲笑容，淺淺的酒窩出現在她的臉上，怎么看這個女人也不像滿腹心機的毒婦，難道我真的錯了嗎？「媽，我想問你件事。」

"Go ahead."

小張阿姨聽見我叫媽，笑的更甜了。

「你認識黃朗嗎？」

「黃朗？」

小張阿姨稍微想了一下，又說：「你是不是有一個同學叫黃朗啊，跟你挺好的。」

「對，你們過去認識嗎？」

「不認識，上次回老家的時候見過那孩子，跟你在一起，怎么想起問這個了？」

「沒事，我隨便問問。」

看來我不用再問下去了，小張阿姨既然否認了認識黃朗，那么自然也就否認了黃朗所說的那些事情，接下來我只要查證她的話就可以了。

晚上我獨自在家上網，隱藏登陸了『雪中孤兒』的號，發現群里有幾個人相當活躍，一直不停的在交流他們的風流艷遇，和我要查的事情沒有半點關系，也就懶得看他們胡扯。

后來我又仔細的看了一遍群相冊里的照片，結果有了驚奇的發現，就在ＫＴＶ包房眾人排隊輪奸媽媽的那張照片里，我看見了一張熟悉的臉，正是用炮仗襲擊小張阿姨的那個人，他在賓館的大堂里也出現過，那時我就覺得這個人有點眼熟，想不到在這張照片上找到了他。

這么一來，可以肯定這個人和媽媽是認識的，他用炮仗襲擊小張阿姨，八成也是受了媽媽的指使，雖然這不能說明什么，但卻使我對黃朗的話多了幾分懷疑。

接下來的幾天，我查了小張阿姨半年來的匯款記錄，除了給她的老父親寄過一萬塊錢以外，根本沒有其他帳目活動；手機話單也沒有她和黃朗通過話的記錄。

還有一點值得懷疑，小張阿姨的社會關系很單純，她從哪里找的地痞無賴去打黃朗呢？綜上所述，我有八成把握認定小張阿姨是被冤枉的，而真正的陰謀家就是我的媽媽。

為了確認這個判斷，我決定再回老家走一趟，查個清楚。 】

正好趕上放暑假，我和爸爸商量回老家住一段時間，爸爸為了一心照顧小張阿姨，連廠里的事都全權交給助手小趙了，更沒有時間照看我，所以很干脆就答應了。臨行前，我從銀行取了兩千塊錢，又去醫院看望了小張阿姨和妹妹，大人孩子都在逐漸恢復當中，我也就放心了。

中午我坐上了開往老家的客車，雖然開著車窗，但仍感覺很悶熱，一路上煩躁不安的情緒，和我上次偷著回老家的心情大相逕庭，這次我是帶著任務回來的。

曾經有一份真誠的母愛擺在我面前，我沒有好好珍惜，當她早產的時候，我已經追悔莫及，如果上天再給我一次機會的話，我會還小張阿姨一個公道，想著想著，我心中不禁升起一股正義豪情，我對自己說：我不是福爾摩斯，我也不是江戶川柯南，但我相信真相只有一個，我要把它找出來。

傍晚時分，我胡漢三終于又回來了，懷著一種復雜的心情，我走在華燈初上的街頭，看見路邊有個賣眼鏡的大爺正準備收攤回家，于是我上前買了一副墨鏡戴上，也不知道是出于一種什么心理，是裝酷，還是怕被人認出來？連我自己也不知道，后來想想當時的行為真是傻透了，黑天戴墨鏡，不是黑社會就是瞎子。

我先找了個小飯店吃飽肚子，然后打車到了媽媽的租屋附近，這里的地形我已經熟悉了，知道對面不遠處有一個旅店，從三樓可以觀察到這邊的動靜，于是我就在那里住了下來。旅店很便宜，也還算干凈，就是每天都有學生情侶來這里過夜，所以我出入都很小心，以免碰到認識的人。

我在房間里守了一整天，都沒有發現媽媽的蹤跡，我開始有些擔心，媽媽會不會已經搬走了，畢竟她現在有錢了，怎么還會租小平房住呢，如果她明天還不出現的話，我就去她的店里蹲點盯梢。

這一夜，淅淅瀝瀝下了一場雨。

第二天醒來時，朝霞滿天，空氣也變得格外清新，正當我站在窗前伸懶腰時，突然看見媽媽從一輛出租車里出來，只見她開大門進了租屋，不大會又從里面出來，鎖上大門后又鉆進了出租車，然后向東駛去了。

這個發現使我心情為之一振，我的機會來了，因為媽媽有個習慣，那就是每次下雨之后都會開窗通風，想必這個習慣到現在還保持著，所以才會特意打車趕回來，然后又匆匆離去。想到這里，我不能再等下去了，于是匆匆忙忙跑出旅店，來到了租屋的大門口，見四周無人，便輕手輕腳的跳了進去，然后矮身來到了窗前，果然不出我所料，窗戶是半開著的。

我從窗戶跳進了室內，回手把窗戶回歸原樣，房間里還像過去一樣，沒什么太大的變化。其實媽媽早就不在這里住了，如今她已經買了房子，其中一部分是自己的錢，還有一部分是跟炮友借的，總算不用租別人的房子住了，但這間租屋已經付了一年的租金，還沒有到期，所以就成了媽媽的淫樂窩，經常把炮友帶到這里來過夜。

我把通訊錄放回原處，剛要從窗戶跳出去，卻發現隔壁東院正有一群孩子在打鬧，接著又看見了房東老太太，她正在自家小院里拾掇花樹，看樣子一時半會我是出不去了，沒辦法，我只能躲在房間里等了。

轉眼到了中午，隔壁那群孩子都各回各家吃飯去了，房東老太太也不見了，我看準時機從窗戶跳了出去，剛要出大門卻馬上又退了回來，沒想到啊沒想到，這位房東老太太也太神出鬼沒了，這么大會工夫，她怎么又跑到街對面去了，正對著這邊的大門，我要是現在跳出去，非被她發現不可。

我扒在墻角偷瞧著，只見老太太正和老頭兒還有小孫女圍著小飯桌，上有大樹遮陽，下有綠草如蔭，中有清風襲襲，三口人享受著露天午餐。從早晨到現在我一點東西也沒吃，看他們吃的這么香，我的肚子也不爭氣的咕咕直響。更糟糕的是路上的人越來越多，而且都是一些老頭老太太，有的在附近來回散步，有的聚在一起下棋喝茶，這幫人可都是業余抓小偷的中堅力量，要說抓個入室盜竊什么的，他們的熱情比誰都高，看來我還真是出不去了，被人當小偷抓起來可不是好玩的，我該怎么辦？現在這個情況下我只能等，算了，還是先回屋躺一會，休息休息再說。

夏日的午后酷熱難當，雖然房間開著窗，可是一點風也沒有，讓人提不起精神來，我躺在床上昏昏沉沉的睡著了，大概是昨晚睡的不踏實，所以這一覺一直睡到黃昏才醒，我心想還是趕緊走吧，等媽媽回來再想走就晚了。

俗話說人要是倒霉連涼喝水都塞牙，我一只腳剛蹬上窗臺，就聽見大門咣當一響，顯然是進來人了，我暗罵一句：「真他媽背！」趕緊把腳放下來，躲在了床底下。

不大一會，就聽見門鎖被打開了聲音，接著走進來兩個人，我扒在床底下只能看見他們的腳，那是兩雙穿著球鞋的腳。其中一個人說：「不能出事吧？」另一個人回答：「朗哥辦事你放心，今晚上肯定讓你破處，別耷拉個腦袋，精神點。」

我一聽聲音就認出那是黃朗，這孫子狗改不了吃屎，又給我媽介紹處男來了，我真恨不得馬上沖出去揍丫的。

「能不能讓別人看著啊？」

「沒事，她這總來搬貨的，再說咱們是拿著鑰匙進來的，你還怕別人把咱倆當小偷啊。」

「那就行，我就怕讓我女朋友知道，來朗哥，抽一根。」

「就你那小女朋友，胸部跟飛機場似的，給我都不要，晚上讓你見識見識什么叫真正的女人。」

「呵呵，那女的真像你說的那么好啊？」

「你放心吧，不能讓你白花錢，不過你嘴得把嚴點，別給我說漏了。」

「嗯，明白。」

黃朗這個狗雜種，竟然把我媽當妓女，自己當拉皮條的，收了錢還想自己獨吞，上次打的他不夠，早晚我要廢了他！

「朗哥，你說那女的讓多少人干過了？」

「說不準，少說得有一百多了吧，越干越騷。」

「我勒個操，這么猛，能不能有病啊？」

「你放心，她要是有病的話，哥早就有了，我現在不是好好的嘛，放心肏. 」

「哈哈，朗哥就是牛逼，說說那臭婊子吧，干起來什么感覺？」

「操，臭婊子也是你叫的？等會見了面把嘴放干凈點，叫阿姨，知道不。」

「嗯，我記住了。」

「我警告你，她的屄可是會噴火的，到時候別燙死你。」

「呵呵，那我就買根冰棒插她屄里，給她降降溫。」

他們兩個淫笑著談論我的媽媽，設想用各種方法玩弄她的身體，我在床底下聽著，不知不覺天已經黑了，媽媽終于回來了，只聽一串清脆的腳步聲走了進來，我扒在床下往外偷看，的確是媽媽的高跟鞋，還有裹著黑絲的小腿。

「你們等半天了吧，我有點事回來晚了，不好意思。」

「別不好意思啊，我這兄弟就交給你了，輕點禍害，人家可還是處男呢。」

「去你的，你看你把他說的都不好意思了。」

「哎？你怎么不說話呀，別裝了，叫阿姨。」

"Aunt."

「呵呵，這么大了見女人還臉紅呢，以前是不是沒碰過女人啊？」

「親過女朋友。」

「哈哈，你怎么那么可愛啊，阿姨教教你吧，要想讓女朋友高興，就得讓她舒服，知道嗎？」

「怎么讓她舒服啊？」

「呵呵，我這沒什么喝的，我去給你們買點飲料，回來再告訴你。」

「我們不喝飲料，喝你尿。」

「死黃朗，我真尿出來你敢喝嗎？」

「阿姨你尿吧，我想喝。」回答的聲音不是黃朗，而是那小子，雖然我看不見他的臉，但從聲音可以聽得出來，他一定又緊張又興奮，話說回來了，有幾個男人見了我媽能不興奮呢，不過他說想喝我媽的尿，這就有點離譜了，難道他有受虐癖。

「好，好，我就想看喝尿。」黃朗在一旁起哄，并指揮著那小子躺在地上，準備用嘴接尿。

「你真要喝我尿啊？」

「嗯，阿姨身上的東西我都想吃。」

「他自己都愿意了，你就尿吧，我特想看。」

我躲在床底下，可以看見那小子就躺在地上，媽媽的雙腳放在他的頭兩側，裙底風光完全被他收在眼中。只見媽媽脫掉了高跟鞋，然后她的裙子也落在了地上，接著是她的黑色小內褲，但腿上的絲襪卻沒有脫，我可以想像到媽媽此時的樣子，一樣非常誘人，雖然身處險境，但我的雞巴還是不自主的硬了起來。

「我尿了，你接著點。」媽媽慢慢蹲了下來，將她的大臉屁股扭了扭，尿道口對準那小子的嘴。

那小子想必從來沒有見過女人的屄，還不等媽媽尿出來，就把臉貼到了媽媽胯間又親又嗅，這時媽媽尿了出來，噴的那小子滿臉都是，逗的黃朗哈哈大笑，說：「我光說阿姨的屄里會噴火，沒告訴你還會噴水呢，好喝嗎？」

「好喝。」那小子咳嗽了兩下，好像是被媽媽的尿嗆著了。

「阿姨，我想干你，行不行？」

「這么快啊，不想玩別的了嗎？」

「我老二難受。」

「他沒肏過屄，你就別饞她了，快點讓他肏吧。」

「那就到床上來吧。」媽媽將屁股從那小子臉上移開，邁著貓步走到床前，然后躺下翹著腳，招呼那小子上來肏她。

那小子也真是急色得很，連臉上的尿都不擦，脫了褲子就撲到媽媽身上，床下的彈簧都被他們壓變形了。

「啊……輕點……先幫我把衣服脫了。」

媽媽的的上衣和胸罩被扔在地上，接著我就聽到了媽媽的呻吟聲，還有彈簧床發出的聲音。此時正有一個小逼崽子在我上面肏我媽，而黃朗就坐在沙發上一邊抽煙一邊觀賞活春宮，這件事對我的刺激太大了，有這樣的母親簡直就是我的恥辱，可我又阻止不了體內原始的性沖動，就在那小子在媽媽身上大干特干的時候，我也躲在床下面手淫起來。

黃朗抽完了一根煙，顯然也早就忍不住了，他把鞋子一脫，直接跳上了床，因為我始終在床底下，看不見黃朗是怎么玩我媽媽的，反而更激發了我的性欲，趁著他們玩的來勁，我伸手將媽媽丟在地上的內褲拿了過來，一邊聞一邊手淫，后來還裹在雞巴上，那絲質柔滑的感覺就像媽媽的陰道，讓我忘情的參與到床上的淫樂中，當然那只是精神上的。

這一夜，黃朗和那小子不知輪奸了媽媽多少次，我只記得我在床下射了三次。

直到清早，床上的三個人終于累了，黃朗和那小子躺在媽媽兩側呼呼大睡，即使睡著了他們的手還抓著媽媽的奶子和陰部，媽媽也在連番狂風暴雨后沉沉睡去，而我則趁機從床底下爬了出來，靜悄悄的溜出房間，好像做賊的反倒是我。

臨走時，我看著全身赤裸的媽媽，狠狠的說：「還沒完呢，你等著吧。」（續六）

兩天過去了，我始終沒有再找到機會進入媽媽的房子，后來我又在她的服裝店附近盯梢，也是一無所獲，再這樣下去我的調查不就要斷了嗎，可是就在這個時候，小張阿姨給我打來了一通電話，使事件有了新的進展。

事情的始末是這樣的：那天我把關于趙華的事情告訴了爸爸和小張阿姨，爸爸對趙華一向很信任，認為是我多心了；而小張阿姨則很謹慎小心，當時就打電話到廠里，叫財會部把最近的賬目拿來看看，然后又找了幾個部門主管談話，還沒等查出什么，趙華自己就亂了手腳，也許是做賊心虛吧，第二天他就主動找到爸爸和小張阿姨，交待了自己的行為，爭取寬大處理。

說到這里不得不多提一個人，這個人名叫陳國興，剛從看守所里放出來不久，最近做起了建材原料生意，他趁著爸爸不在工廠的這段時間，找到了全權負責業務的趙華，將一批價值上百萬的劣質原料賣給廠里，趙華可以從中提取百分之十的回扣，如今第一批原料已經運到廠里了，還沒有進生產線加工，就在財會即將給陳國興打款的時候，小張阿姨突然說要查賬，凍結了一切資金的流動，這才避免了購買劣質原料的事情發生，不但挽回了大筆資金，還挽回了工廠的聲譽。

趙華本來是個謹小慎微的人，但他迫于供房供車的壓力，經不住金錢的誘惑，終于昧著良心干出背叛爸爸的事情，突然聽說老板娘又是查賬，又是找各部門主管談話，知道早晚要漏餡，嚇的趕緊到醫院找爸爸和小張阿姨自守。面對著一直跟隨自己創業的趙華，爸爸簡直不敢相信他會做這種事，要知道上百萬的原料不是小數目，趙華險些使工廠蒙受嚴重的經濟損失，搞不好甚至有倒閉的可能，但念在他鞍前馬后這么多年，而且主動交待了實情，決定不訴諸法律，只將趙華開除了事。

對于陳國興，爸爸可就沒那么客氣了，他先找權威鑒定部門對這批劣質原料做了份檢驗報告，然后又聯系了幾個同行業的朋友，拿著檢驗報告到有關部門舉報了陳國興，案件受理之后，又有多家受害的小工廠聯名對陳國興提起訴訟，這樣一來，由于陳國興有犯罪前科，再加上這次販賣劣質原料的罪，起碼要判十幾年。

聽了小張阿姨給我的消息，我先是十分高興，但仔細想一想還真是險啊，為了避免只聽小張阿姨的一面之辭，我又給爸爸打了個電話，向他確定了這些話的真實性，爸爸接到我的電話很激動，先是大夸特夸了我一番，然后許諾等我回來給我買最好的禮物，吃最好的東西。

其實我倒不在乎爸爸給我的獎勵，畢竟幫自己家人是應該的，而且我覺得現在的自己已經是一個真正的男人了，這才是我此行的最大收獲。然而另一個問題又來了，趙華和我媽媽到底是什么關系，為什么她的通訊錄里有趙華的名字，那個陳國興又是媽媽的什么人呢？看來我的調查還沒有結束，而只是另一個開始。我把自己掌握的所有信息集中在一起，經過分析和推理，整個事件的脈絡逐漸清晰起來，最終的答案在我腦中形成，沒錯，就是這樣，我已經準備好了揭穿媽媽的真面目。

第二天，我去移動大廳辦了張卡，然后來到了服裝店所在的那座大樓，準備好了之后，用手機撥通了媽媽的電話。

「喂，邵麗嗎？」我故意作出低沉的聲音，好讓媽媽聽不出是我。

"I am, who are you?"

「陳國興托我把錢給你送來。」

"Who are you?"

「你別管了，我就在天臺上，來取錢吧。」

「我就在店里，還是你過來吧。」媽媽對待我這個陌生人，顯然比較警覺，并沒有馬上答應上天臺見我。

「你不來算了，我把錢還給陳老板，你自己去找他要吧。」我這招欲擒故縱是跟媽媽學的，不知有幾成功力，現在姑且試一試。

「你別，好吧，你等著，我馬上上去。」

「你……」我本來想說「你一個人來」但我又怕她起疑，于是就說：「你注意點，別讓人發現。」

這時是下午兩點，服裝店里沒什么客人，媽媽一個人來到了七樓頂上的天臺，她站在出口處看了看，發現空曠的天臺上沒有人，于是她向前走了兩步，拿起手機要打給陳國興。可是媽媽怎么也沒有想到，我就躲在出口處的后面，看著她的背影，慢慢的向她走去，然后一把搶過她的手機，一看屏幕上果然顯示著陳國興的名字，不過很可惜，他永遠也接不到這個電話了。

「小五……怎么……怎么是你？」媽媽嚇得急忙轉過身來，向后退了兩步，然后用十分驚訝的表情看著我，眼神中充滿了疑惑。

我一臉嚴肅的說：「沒想到吧。」

媽媽假裝笑了笑，然后用若無其事的語氣說：「你可真有意思，想媽了就直接到我店里去唄，還約我到天臺來干嘛呀？」

「我不像你，我光明正大。」我毫不留情的撕破媽媽的假面具，又說：「陳國興現在在法院蹲著呢，我看他的錢你是收不到了。」

媽媽聽了這話，先是一驚，但她很快就鎮定下來，反問：「什么錢啊，他進不進法院跟我有什么關系。」

「呵，什么意思？你上來曬太陽的？」

媽媽知道瞞不住了，馬上就裝出一副可憐的模樣，對我說：「你都知道了，給媽媽一個機會，好嗎？」

「怎么給你機會？」

「以前是他逼我的，現在我知道錯了，我想做一個好母親。」

到了這個時候媽媽還想騙我，如果她和陳國興合作是被逼的，難道她把小張阿姨害的早產也是被逼的？她以前不是一個好妻子，以后也不會是一個好母親。

「好。」我摘掉臉上的墨鏡，直視著媽媽的眼睛，對她說：「你跟小張阿姨去說，看她給不給你機會。」

「小五，你聽我說……」

「你不用說了，還是聽我說吧。」我向前走了一步，雙手插在口袋里，開始將媽媽的陰謀娓娓道來：「你從一開始就利用我接近爸爸，然后再利用美色勾引他，因為你知道小張阿姨已經懷孕了，如果劇烈運動或者情緒波動很大的話，那對她的身體是非常不利的，所以你就趁這個機會引誘爸爸出軌，然后再故意讓小張阿姨捉奸，這只是你真正計劃的第一步，為了確保計劃的成功，你還讓人用炮仗襲擊小張阿姨，結果讓她住進了醫院，爸爸也不得不用所有時間和經歷照顧她，根本管不了廠里的事，對不對？」

「小五……你……」媽媽用驚異的眼神看著我，簡直不敢相信我變的這么聰明了。

「別忙，我還沒說完呢。」我笑了笑，接著說：「如果我沒猜錯的話，那個叫陳國興的，就是你和爸爸還沒離婚之前的第三者，后來你還和他一起去外地做色情聲訊臺的買賣，不過你們運氣不好，被警察掃黃查封了，你跑的快逃了回來，陳國興就在看守所里蹲了幾個月，等他出來的時候你們又聯系上了，后來他開始做建材原料的買賣，不過他賣的都是些劣質貨，根本沒什么錢好賺；而媽媽你呢，又是開新店，又是買房子，想必一定正缺錢用，于是你們就狼狽為奸，合起伙來算計我爸爸的工廠，你們先收買了趙華當內應，然后由你實施第一步計劃，讓爸爸把廠里的所有事都交給趙華負責，然后再由陳國興出面，通過趙華把上百萬的原料以次充好賣給工廠，這樣你們就可以從中大賺一筆，而你也順手報了私仇！我說的沒錯吧，媽媽。」

「我……我……」媽媽就像泄了氣的皮球一樣，委頓在地上，什么話也說不出來了。

媽媽的計劃本來天衣無縫，但她犯了一個致命的錯誤，就是低估了自己的兒子，此時陰謀被戳穿，迎接她的恐怕將是法律的制裁，但她畢竟是我的親媽，我再怎么狠心也不會把她推進法院，但她必須接受我的懲罰。

「媽你放心，只要我不把這件事說出去，誰拿你也沒轍。」

「真的嗎？」媽媽絕望空洞的眼中立刻放出喜悅的光芒，跑過來拉著我的手說：「只要你不說出去就好了，可是……陳國興要是把我供出來……」媽媽的臉上又現出一絲憂慮。

「他有證據嗎？用炮仗炸小張阿姨的那個人，除了我之外，連我爸和小張阿姨都不知道是你指使的，警察也查不出來，不過你最好趕快把網上的那些照片刪了，我也好幫你做偽證。」

其實按照媽媽的頭腦，這些話不用我說她也明白，只不過心一亂沒想到罷了，這時聽我這么一分析，不禁有些吃驚，兒子的心機竟然這么深，看來是遺傳了她的基因，而且青出于藍勝于藍。媽媽的命運就握在我一個人手里了，她知道我既然把事情挑明了，就一定有著某種目的，也可以理解成是威脅她，否則我不會大老遠跑來跟她說這么一大通話。

「小五，你是不是有什么事讓媽做啊？」

我很佩服媽媽的敏銳力，我的確是懷著不良目的而來，我要用我的方式懲罰媽媽對爸爸的不忠，還有她對小張阿姨的殘忍，當然也為了我自己，她讓我成為黃朗心中的笑柄，讓我做出了母子亂倫的惡行，既然如此，干脆一不做二不休，今天就用兒子的大雞巴來懲罰你這個淫蕩的媽媽。

"Yes and no."

「那到底是還是不是啊？」

「其實是『雪中孤兒』有事求你。」我壯著膽子說了出來。

媽媽的眼神突然一變，盯著我看了好久，看的我直發毛，繼而低頭一笑，表情變得羞澀中帶點喜悅，輕輕拉住我的手說：「小文，怎么這么久也不來找阿姨玩，是不是嫌棄阿姨老了，不能帶給你快樂啊？」

我靠，媽媽不當演員真是可惜了，角色轉變的這么快，一轉眼工夫就從媽媽變成網友阿姨了，而且面對著自己的兒子竟然一點也不害臊，真不愧是干過色情聲訊臺的蕩婦，既然媽媽這么放得開，那我也不能丟臉，就陪她演一出小色狼艷遇老騷娘。

「愛神，你說過我什么想要都可以來找你，這話還算不算數？」

「阿姨說話當然算數了，小文想玩什么，阿姨現在就陪你玩。」

「我想……我想玩母子亂倫的游戲，行嗎？」說這句話的時候，我鼓足了全部的勇氣，可還是顯得萎萎縮縮，再怎么玩角色游戲，她到底還是我的親媽呀。

媽媽噗哧一笑，仰頭做了個深呼吸，又向四周看了看，笑著說：「總不能在這玩吧。」

「我不，我就要在這玩，現在就玩。」

媽媽見我態度很堅決，生怕惹我不高興，她也知道違抗我的后果是什么，于是便迎合著我，說：「好好好，你說怎么樣就怎么樣，行了吧。」她一邊說一邊摸我的臉，擺出一副獻媚的表情，真是一只欠肏的老母雞。

「看你這騷樣兒，老虎不發威你拿我當病貓，我親死你！」我一把抱住媽媽的頭，在她性感微翹的紅唇上粗魯的親吻著，媽媽嗯了兩聲之后，也配合的把舌頭伸進我的嘴里，任由我又吮又咬。媽媽的舌頭滑溜溜的，在我的嘴里進進出出，然后和我的舌頭攪拌在一起，那是我這輩子吃過的最美味的東西，當然除了她的乳頭和鮑魚之外。

我的嘴和媽媽濕吻，兩只手也沒閑著，分別抓著她的奶子和屁股，隔著衣服撫摸揉捏著，摸了一會覺得不過癮，就把媽媽的裙子拉起來，一只手伸出內褲里摳她的陰溝。媽媽的內褲里有點潮，那是因為天氣太熱，浸在內褲上的汗水，我把手從媽媽內褲里拿出來，放在鼻子前聞了聞，一股騷香襲入我的大腦，使我變得異常興奮。

沒過多久，我的大雞巴就憋不住了，光著腦袋直往褲子外面頂，媽媽也被我戲弄的嬌喘連連，桃花滿面。

「媽你看，我的小弟弟想我二姨了，一個勁的想出來呢。」我拉著媽媽的手放在我的褲襠上。媽媽瞪著她那雙勾人的狐貍睛，不解的問：「你跟你二姨也……」

「你想哪去了。」我哈哈一笑，隔著內褲輕輕掐了一下她的小陰唇，說：「我是說媽媽的小妹妹，那不就是我二姨嘛。」

媽媽被我逗笑了，輕輕拍了我一下，說：「壞小子，拿媽媽尋開心啊？」

「兒子就是要尋開心，還要肏你呢。」說著話，我一把扯下媽媽的內褲，接著就要把她推倒。

「別那么猴急嘛，媽媽把身子給你快活，不過太快了就不好玩了。」媽媽將掛在小腿上的內褲重新穿好，往后退了兩步，然后當著我的面玩起了自摸。

媽媽既然是開時裝店的，為了取悅顧客，她自己的打扮當然也不能差了，她今天穿的是一件黑色小背心，豐富的乳房顯得格外突出，因為沒有看見胸罩帶，但胸前又看不到乳頭凸起，所以我不確定她有沒有戴胸罩，媽媽下身穿著一條紅黑格子的迷你裙，只要一蹲下就能看見她小內內，兩條渾圓修長的大腿包裹在黑色絲襪里面，再加上一雙１０厘米的高跟鞋，更襯托出媽媽的好身材，只不過怎么看都顯得妖氣太重，倒像是一身妓女的打扮。

只見媽媽瞇著眼晴，雙手在自己的臉上輕輕撫摸，顯出一副很陶醉的樣子，還時不時輕咬自己的嘴唇，她的雙手慢慢向下游移，滑過潔白的脖子，將自己的一對大奶子捧在手中，然后又用小臂將乳房夾緊，使自己的胸溝更加深深誘人。

面對著媽媽如此火辣的表演，我忍不住大吞口水，就在媽媽撩起她一頭長發的瞬間，我徹底被眼前這個女人征服了，難怪有那么多人喜歡和媽媽打炮，換了是我也忍不住啊。這時媽媽的手正在拍打著自己的屁股，啪啪的聲音簡直就是奪命摧魂曲，我的心都快跟著跳出來了，然后最刺激的場面才剛剛出現，媽媽這個騷貨突然撅起屁股，大腿夾的緊緊的，兩只手捂著自己的私處，好像尿急一樣，但卻極具誘惑力。

接下來，媽媽扭動著火辣的身體，脫掉了自己的衣裙，只剩下粘在奶子上的胸貼，還有她那性感的蕾絲內褲，媽媽光潔的皮膚在陽光的照射下，反射出柔和的白光，這位女神一點一點向我走來，抓住了我的手。

「可以幫我脫嗎？」

「哦……好……」我用顫抖的雙手揭下媽媽的胸貼，然后順著她滑溜溜的腰身，用手指勾住她的小內褲，慢慢的拉了下來。在幫媽媽脫掉內褲的過程中，我已不知不覺跪在她面前，媽媽油黑發亮的陰毛就在我的眼前，一股淫靡的氣味隨風送入鼻中，頓時使我心搖神迷。

我知道我已經輸了，雖然媽媽的陰謀被我揭穿，但她卻用自己的魅力征服了我，在這個女人面前，無論什么男人都注定只能是個失敗者。

我一把抱住了媽媽白翹的屁股，將臉埋進她的三角禁地，一邊舔著她的陰毛，一邊深吸她身體里發出的味道，此時此刻我感覺媽媽就是女神，而我只不過是她眾多的卑微的信徒中的一個。

「我的女神……我想要……要你……」

「好兒子，你先站起來，媽幫你舔。」

我按照媽媽的吩咐站起身，看著她蹲在我面前，然后幫我脫下褲子，我的大雞巴正對著她的臉。媽媽溫柔地看著我的寶貝，用手指輕輕在馬眼周圍畫了一圈，然后又在龜頭上深深一吻。

「兒子的寶貝真大，媽喜歡。」媽媽把我的龜頭含在嘴里，再吐出來時已經沾滿了口水，在陽光下閃閃發亮。

雖然我沒有試過別的女人，但我敢肯定媽媽的口活兒絕對一流，在我的陰莖和睪丸都被媽媽舔了個遍之后，我們又采取６９的姿勢互舔，媽媽的屄很漂亮，大陰唇上的陰毛都刮的干干凈凈，小陰唇是暗紅色的，照理來說一個濫交女人的屄應該發黑才對，不知道媽媽是怎么保養的這么好，難道她有什么獨門秘方？我貪婪的吮吸著媽媽屄里的蜜汁，自己的雞巴上也已經沾滿了媽媽的口水，再不進崗的話我們兩個就都要爆了。

「媽，肏屄吧。」

媽媽吐出我的大雞巴，轉過身來面向我，幫我擦了擦頭上的汗，然后又握住我的大雞巴，慢慢塞進了她的陰道里。

「呃……回家了。」看著自己的雞巴肏進了媽媽的屄里，而且還是媽媽親手塞進去的，這感覺奇妙極了，我雙手抓著媽媽的大奶子，媽媽也用手指撥弄著我的乳頭，上下三點同時刺激著我，沒想到男人被摸乳頭也這么舒服，麻酥酥的，女人被摸的時候大概也是這種感覺吧。

我和媽媽用這種姿勢肏了一會，我突然起了壞心眼，叫她扒在天臺邊上，我在后面肏她的屄。現在是大白天，街上人多車也多，而且媽媽有些怕高，不敢到天臺邊上去做愛，但我覺得那樣會很刺激，更有懲罰的感覺，于是我便逼著媽媽扒到了天臺邊的墻體后面，這樣一來，媽媽的身體被墻擋住，但頭卻可以露在外面，即安全又不會被人看見。

媽媽像一條發情的母狗，被我在后面狠肏著，剛開始她還有點害怕，后來卻越來越投入，竟然對著大街上的行人叫春，雖然是在七樓頂上，但我還是害怕媽媽的浪叫會招來街上人們的圍觀，于是我就拉著媽媽回到天臺的中央，說：「你不怕讓人聽見啊？」

「是你先玩刺激的好不好，還說我？」媽媽在我的臉和脖子上又親又咬，一只手握著我的雞巴，另一只手還不停的揉捏自己的陰蒂。

「難怪人家叫你老騷貨，你可真夠騷的。」

「哎呀，別說了，快來吧。」媽媽躺在地上，將兩條大腿張開，用手扒開自己的小浪屄，朝著我大拋媚眼，招呼我趕緊插進去。

既然老媽這么騷，我作為兒子也不能不加大干勁，于是我挺著大雞巴再次插入，每一下都頂到了媽媽的花心，肉與肉相碰發出啪啪的響聲，干的媽媽又是呻吟又是浪叫，別提多舒服了。

「騷媽媽……兒子干你爽不爽……你是不是欠肏……是不是……」

「媽媽欠肏……好兒子……使勁兒……使勁兒肏你媽……」

「你個老騷屄……騷女神……性愛女神……勾引男人上床……小賤人……臭婊子……公共廁所……誰想上都……啊……我射了……我的女神……女神……」在一陣瘋狂的抽插之后，我終于忍不住射精了，所有的精液都灌進了媽媽的陰道深處，但我的雞巴并沒有馬上軟下來，仍然堅硬的插在媽媽的屄里，和她的陰道融為了一體。

「我兒子真厲害，干的老媽舒服死了，真棒。」媽媽撫摸著我的頭，幫我擦去頭上的汗水，然后又以長長的熱吻作為鼓勵。

我和媽媽休息了幾分鐘后，又忍不住做了幾次愛，直到我二姨她們快下班了，打電話問她在哪里，媽媽說自己現在有事要辦，讓她們把店門鎖好先走，然后我和媽媽就從天臺下來，在她的店里吃了點東西，休息了一會，接著又是一場肉搏大戰，直至第二天早晨，我把體內所有的精液都射進了媽媽的陰道里。

「媽，我都射進去了，你會不會懷孕啊？」

「呵呵，臭小子，你現在知道害怕了，剛才肏我的時候你不是挺厲害的嘛，還說要干死我，現在又怕把我搞懷孕了，哼，懷孕就懷孕唄，真懷上了我就把孩子生下來，看你怎么辦。」

自從我和媽媽有了這層關系后，我們就經常見面，每次她都是把我搾干之后才肯放我走，當然那也是我自愿的。后來我為了報復黃朗，讓媽媽約他出去吃飯，事先在飲料里放了五片『藍色小藥丸』，然后媽媽又假裝有急事先走了，幸好黃朗在飯店門口遇到一個拉客的妓女，才不至于爆屌，但他卻因為這次長達一整天的性愛馬拉松而患上了ＥＤ，也就是我們俗說的性功能障礙，更慘的是這個妓女有性病，黃朗很榮幸的受到了她的傳染。其實不用我說大家也猜得到，對，這個妓女就是我安排的，當初是黃朗自己跟我說的「你要是男人的話就報仇，別讓我瞧不起你。」現在我的仇報了，你不正是黃朗希望看到的嗎，哈哈哈……

對于媽媽我沒有太多的要求，我也知道她本性難改，我不在的時候她是肯定要偷人的，就算我想管也管不了，干脆就隨她的便好了，但當我需要她的時候，她永遠都是我的性愛女神，這就足夠了。