The second passion between father-in-law and daughter-in-law (family incest adult novel)

Lao Sun is buying vegetables. Old Sun is actually not old. He is only 50 years old this year and is the deputy director of a department in Hunan Province. People called him Lao Sun, mainly because Sun Wukong often called himself "Lao Sun" - at first only a few card-playing friends called him that, but gradually everyone around him began to call him "Lao Sun".

However, this Old Sun is not that "Old Sun". He is 1.75 meters tall and has a sturdy build. No one would compare the two. Stop talking nonsense. At the outermost edge of the vegetable market there is a row of street vendors. Among them is one named Wang Po, and Mr. Sun often goes to buy from her. The main thing is that Wang Po’s dishes are exquisite and often have some new twists. Today, Old Sun took a fancy to a vegetable - gentiana strychnifolia (also known as yellow gentiana strychnifolia).

The green branches and flowers were soaked in clear water and placed in a large bowl, which made Old Sun's appetite grow greatly. (Note: Huangzhizi is a Chinese medicinal herb that has the effects of clearing away heat and removing toxins. The flowers are blanched in boiling water, mixed with some green peppers, and cooked with clear oil. It is very delicious... I like to eat this dish the most.) "Old Sun, what vegetables do you want to buy today?" Wang Po saw the old customer coming and greeted him with a smile on her face. "Wang Po, give me half a catty..." Old Sun nodded to the bowl of gardenia, "...how much?" Wang Po rummaged through a plastic bag in a broken basket and said, "This thing is expensive, it costs 10 yuan a catty, and it's the season. If you like to eat it, buy more and soak it in clean water at home, it can be kept for a few days." After hearing this, Old Sun took out ten yuan and said, "Then give me a catty." He said, "This gardenia is good to eat, it can clear away heat, remove toxins, and stimulate appetite. It's a pity that it is only available for a few days a year..." At this time, a young woman came over with a faint fragrance, and said, "Yes, doesn't He Jiong from Hunan Satellite TV have a song called "Gardenia Blossoms"? It's being sung everywhere on the streets now - you have heard of it too, right?" Old Sun smelled the faint fragrance emanating from the young woman and his heart began to beat. He stood up and prepared to take a closer look.

Wang Po said, "You are talking about the pretty boy who hosts Happy Camp, right? He knows how to sing such songs. He even got the "Gardenia Blossoms" and "Branches" wrong, and he still sings! I think Wang Han is better. That guy is just good at planning. I like him." After hearing this, the young woman giggled, "Grandma, you are really happy..." Then she lifted her skirt and squatted down in front of Wang Po's vegetable stall, "Come and have half a catty with me." Old Sun looked at the young woman with bare white feet wearing a pair of pink slippers. He couldn't help but glared at her, but felt it was not appropriate to stay for long, so he hurried out of the vegetable market and headed home. I turned around the corner and looked back. The young woman was still squatting there without moving...

Lao Sun lives in Xianjia New Village, which is a quiet suburb of Changsha. The greening of the community is very well done, especially the property management is very good, but the fees are a bit expensive. In the stairwell, he ran into Chen Hongzhuan, a name from the Cultural Revolution, which means both red and expert. When he saw Lao Sun, he greeted him with a smile: "Director Sun, are you going out to buy vegetables?" Lao Sun smiled back and said: "Yeah, Lao Chen is going out?" Chen Hongzhuan said: "My son is back and met me at the door. He said he was going to Yinzhou for dinner." Then he went downstairs with a thump. Old Sun couldn't help but envy Chen Hongzhuan, but when he remembered that he had been alone at home for almost two months, he shook his head. After a while, they reached the third floor. Old Sun opened the door and was suddenly stunned. I saw a pair of women's sandals placed on the red carpet at the door. They were pink, the same color as the slippers the young woman wore in the vegetable market.

The heels are thin and shiny black. When the two sandals are placed side by side, the heels look like two black jade pillars. My wife is back! Just as Old Sun was thinking this, he heard a crisp voice coming from the kitchen: "Dad, is that you?" Then a young woman came out. She had bangs, a sports outfit, and looked very energetic. She had two dimples on her face. At first glance, I thought it was the famous star Xu Qing. Old Sun was a little surprised and asked, "Xu Ying?! Why did you go back to Changsha?" Xu Ying leaned against the railing on the split-level floor and said coquettishly, "I came back to accompany my father, is that not okay?" "Okay, okay!" Old Sun nodded hurriedly, while changing his shoes, "Call me when you come back, or I'll pick you up." Xu Ying smiled and said, "How dare I trouble my father, no, Director Sun, I came back by myself in a taxi."

As she said this, she took the dishes from Old Sun and said, "You bought so much. I'm almost done with the dishes." Xu Ying walked towards the kitchen. When she was about to enter, she suddenly turned around and smiled, "Dad, we put chili peppers in all the dishes today!" She then made a face. Old Sun's heart started beating again. He stood at the door for a few seconds before he came to his senses and went to the kitchen to help his wife. He called out, "Xu Ying, you just came back, take a rest. I'll cook." While rushing to the kitchen. Before he had taken a few steps, Xu Ying came out holding a small rice cooker in her hands: "I have already cooked three dishes, Dad, do you want to stir-fry another one?" Old Sun said, "Three dishes are enough. How much can the two of us eat? Let me see what Yingying cooked." As he entered the kitchen, he saw two prepared dishes on the kitchen cabinet: one serving of cucumber and ham, and one serving of stir-fried green peppers with dried tofu.

The water in the pot has not boiled yet, but a few thinly sliced ​​winter melon slices are already tumbling. It is winter melon and pork soup. Xu Ying followed in, holding a large white porcelain bowl with blue and white patterns in it, with a handful of green onions already placed in it: "Dad, the soup is ready and we can eat now. The dish I cooked looks good, right?" Old Sun nodded and said, "Not bad, not bad! It's better to be lighter. The weather is hot now, and I want something lighter... It looks good too, but I don't know how it tastes?" "Dad, just try it first." Xu Ying immediately handed over a pair of chopsticks and held them in front of Old Sun. "Oh, okay!" Old Sun turned sideways to take Xu Ying's chopsticks. In a flash, he saw Xu Ying's face less than a foot away. Her big eyes flickered and looked at him playfully. His hand trembled, and one of the chopsticks bounced on the kitchen counter and fell to the ground. Old Sun reached out to catch the chopsticks, but failed to catch them. They had already fallen to the ground, so he bent down hurriedly to pick them up. Xu Ying let out a soft cry of "Ah!" and their heads collided somewhat heavily. Old Sun quickly stretched out his hands to support Xu Ying: "Are you okay? It's all my fault... Alas, I'm old now, and my hands and feet are not as flexible as before."

The two stood up at the same time. Xu Ying lowered her head, then squatted down again to pick up the chopsticks, saying, "Dad, what do you mean by old age? Stop talking nonsense." Then she put the chopsticks on the table and took the two dishes out. When Old Sun saw that Xu Ying didn't even look up at him, he felt a little uneasy, but he didn't know what to say. He was stunned for a while and saw that Xu Ying was outside and didn't come in. Then I thought to myself, it was just a touch, it’s nothing, my wife shouldn’t be upset. As I was thinking, I felt my hands gradually getting warmer and the soup was boiling. Old Sun quickly turned off the fire, picked up the iron pot, and carefully poured the soup into a large blue and white bowl, saying to the outside, "Xu Ying, the soup is ready." "Coming!" Xu Ying responded crisply outside and walked in, "Dad, you take the soup out, I'll get the bowls and chopsticks." Old Sun quickly responded, "Okay, okay." Xu Ying opened the disinfection cabinet, picked up two sets of bowls and chopsticks, and took a soup spoon, "Okay, let's eat."

The father-in-law and daughter-in-law walked to the restaurant together. Old Sun took a secret look and felt that the blush on Xu Ying's face seemed to have just faded. The two sat down. Old Sun first took a little bit of both dishes to taste, and drank a small spoonful of soup, praising: "Well, not bad, Yingying's cooking skills are getting better and better, she has a level." After receiving Old Sun's affirmation, Xu Ying smiled brightly, and hurriedly took another piece of ham and put it in Old Sun's bowl: "Thank you, Dad, then you can eat more." Looking at Xu Ying's happy and somewhat playful expression, Old Sun once again had his own thoughts: Beijing girls are more open and spoiled than Changsha girls... (This only represents Old Sun's thoughts) Old Sun took two mouthfuls of rice, straightened his face, and asked: "Yingying, didn't you say that you would go to Lijiang to accompany Sun Wei and your sister after you finished your business in Guangxi? Why are you back?" Xu Ying said: "What Lijiang? The Lijiang scene was finished a long time ago, and now they are going to Huashan. I don't want to go to Huashan. I've been there several times, and there's nothing fun."

"Gone to Huashan?" Old Sun was stunned. "Sun Wei didn't even call me. What a shame." "Dad!" Xu Ying picked up another piece of ham for Old Sun. "Don't blame Sun Wei. Blame Zhang Jizhong. I don't think he is a good guy. He is in his seventies and still has long hair. I heard that he is the most troublesome person..." The father-in-law and daughter-in-law chatted incoherently. The chandelier on the ceiling of the restaurant was casting a golden glow, covering the area around the dining table. The lights in the living room were not turned on yet. The father-in-law and daughter-in-law are eating under the light. What a warm picture. Far away in Huashan, the crew also started shooting the night scenes...

On the nights of April in Changsha, people have begun to celebrate the disappearance of the spring chill and make the nightlife colorful. Whether it is the bustling Huangxing Road Pedestrian Street or the beautiful Yanjiang Avenue, there are neon lights and swaying heads everywhere, and people seem to have forgotten to sleep. The loud shouts of vendors in the night market and the quiet whispers of couples under the willow trees in the Xiangjiang River are a complex mixture of restlessness and tranquility. Far away in Xianjia New Village in the suburbs, Old Sun also couldn't sleep. Thick mist seeped in through the open windows. Yuelu Mountain was no longer any bright light and was filled with dull darkness. Dark clouds began to gather in the sky and surged rapidly, occasionally revealing a gap in the clouds, which was blindingly white - a thunderstorm was coming. Old Sun climbed out of bed and stood by the window. Everything seemed to be silent in my sight. The Xianjia Lake was very quiet, even the mosquitoes were dormant. There was a houseboat floating casually on the lake, with a lantern hanging on the bow, motionless. Occasionally, a figure swayed, and Lao Sun thought that the boatman was about to start collecting the nets again. Sure enough, two figures appeared under the light. They pulled the net, and small water droplets began to splash on the surface of the lake. Ripples spread out, and the tranquility of Xianjia Lake was broken. Then everything started moving. The branches of the willow tree under the window began to sway gently, and the air began to flow.

Old Sun took two deep breaths and smelled a fresh scent of earth in the wind. A frog took the lead and croaked a few times, then the sound of frogs croaking became more and more frequent, big and small, near and far, and the sound of insects also mixed in. Old Sun lost all desire to sleep on this late spring night! He remembered a ballad from his youth: The frogs are croaking in the water, the young men are longing for wives, the girls are longing for dowries…

The wind is getting stronger. Some plastic bags and pieces of paper were blown up from the lakeshore and flying in the darkness. From the roof came the sound of the awning being blown by the wind. Old Sun quickly closed the window and looked outside again. The boatman had already pulled up the net. There was a lot of splash when it was pulled up from the water, and the net was full of white, jumping fish. The boat also began to move, quickly approaching the shore. Old Sun looked at the alarm clock on the table. It was almost three o'clock. He suddenly remembered that the balcony window in the living room should not be closed, so he put on a pair of slippers and went out. As soon as he opened the door, Lao Sun stopped. There was still light in the living room. Could it be that his wife had not gone to bed yet? - In the past two months, my daughter-in-law often watches TV alone until very late. Old Sun usually gets little sleep and has seen his daughter-in-law's behavior but has never interfered. As a person who has experienced this, he understands his daughter-in-law's feelings very well.

Is missing your husband also a kind of Chinese culture? Old Sun leaned over to look into the living room. The 43-inch rear-projection projector was on, but there was no signal. The volume was turned down to the lowest setting, leaving only the screen full of flashing patterns. Under the light from the screen, the orange sofa seemed to be coated with a layer of silver. Xu Ying was wearing a thin-strap nightgown, leaning lazily on the sofa, staring at the TV screen with hazy eyes. A pair of slender legs stretched out from the nightgown and rested on the coffee table. Next to the feet was a tall glass cup with half a cup of liquid still in it, reflecting a blood-red glow under the fluorescent light. Next to it was an upside-down red wine bottle, but there was no wine spilling, obviously it had been drunk. Old Sun was startled and hurried out of the room and into the living room: "Yingying, why did you drink so much by yourself...

Go to bed quickly and be careful not to catch a cold. It's going to rain heavily. "Xu Ying raised her head slightly, and seeing that it was Lao Sun, she raised her jade hands and patted her sides softly a few times, and said lazily: "Dad, you sit..." Her head tilted down again. Old Sun stood in front of Xu Ying. He saw a pair of dazzlingly white thighs on the coffee table. He could vaguely see a few blue blood vessels on the calves, which seemed to be flowing non-stop. When I looked up again, the young woman's body was clearly visible under her white nightgown. My wife is not wearing anything underneath! Old Sun made a buzzing sound, his head felt hot, and even his breathing became rapid.

Lao Sun had not touched a woman's body for almost five years since his wife passed away. All of a sudden he had an urge to pounce on her. After forcing himself to restrain himself, Lao Sun bent down and pulled Xu Ying's hand: "Come, Yingying, go to bed and sleep..." Xu Ying was still somewhat sober. When Lao Sun pulled her, she naturally sat up, her plump breasts raised up, and swayed twice with the inertia of sitting up. Lao Sun's eyes were already wide open, and he swallowed a mouthful of saliva: "Silly child, why do you drink so much?" "Well... Dad..." Xu Ying suddenly stood up and wrapped her hands around Lao Sun's neck like a snake, "Sun Wei doesn't love me..." Lao Sun had no time to react. He only felt a fiery body thrown into his arms, and his mind was already fuzzy. Suddenly, I felt my wife's pretty face pressed against my chest, mumbling, "It's been two months since I left...

Dad... call him back... Dad..." Old Sun felt a little sad. The couple had been married for more than a year, but they were rarely together. It was hard for Xu Ying. Thinking of this, he put his arms around Xu Ying's shoulders lovingly and said, "It's my son Awei who is disobedient. He refused to go to the good job arranged for him and insisted on joining that circle... Yingying, it's really hard for you... Just have a good sleep today. Come, go to the room. It's windy outside. I'll call you tomorrow..." "No, I don't want to sleep, Dad..." Xu Ying raised her head and looked at Lao Sun dazedly, "Sun Wei said he wants to take a night photo today, so I'll accompany him... Dad, can you accompany him too?" As she spoke, she hung Lao Sun's neck and pulled him to the sofa. He was obviously drunk.

Old Sun hurriedly said, "Yingying, wait, don't..." Before he could finish his words, his waist could no longer withstand the young man's pull, and they both fell heavily on the sofa at the same time. "Rose" in "Titanic" once pulled "Jack" from the cockpit to the back seat. She was a strong woman. But now the tall old Sun was pulled down on the sofa by his petite wife. What kind of woman is she?