In the western suburbs of Beijing, the four-bedroom, three-living room house was empty until my return.
The furnishings and furnishings in the house have not changed, as if they were still there more than a year ago. The only difference is that the house is very clean, with almost
no dust, which shows that someone is cleaning it.
This person can't be Bai Ying, although I don't think Li Xuanshi has really cut off contact with Bai Ying.
It's normal for Bai Ying to hide from people. Maybe she hasn't figured out how to face me yet, and is trying to make up another
impeccable excuse to continue deceiving me. Or maybe she is afraid that I will tell the truth to my parents-in-law.
If Bai Ying really thinks so, then it can only be said that she doesn't understand me, doesn't understand my respect for my father-in-law, doesn't understand
my admiration for my mother-in-law, doesn't understand my deep love for her... I'm afraid she has forgotten the vows we made when we got married
, but I have never forgotten the happiness I promised to give her. For many years, we have struggled all over the world,
thinking of retiring before the age of 35 in exchange for the happiness that will accompany us for the rest of our lives.
When I thought this goal could even be accomplished ahead of schedule, reality slapped me hard in the face,
and my vision and yearning for the future collapsed in an instant.
Maybe my mother-in-law hired someone to come and clean the house. Besides Bai Ying and I, my mother-in-law also has the key to the house .
Firstly, I was often on business trips at that time. Although I hired a confinement nanny to help take care of the child, I still asked my mother-in-law to accompany Bai
Ying when she was free. However, my mother-in-law was in a high position and had to take care of my father-in-law, so this gave Bai Ying a reason.
Later, she often went to Haojiagou, saying that she was there to keep her mother-in-law company and relieve her boredom. Now that I think about it, it wasn't about relieving boredom at all. It was most
likely that she was going to seek pleasure with Hao Laogou.
If it were more than a year ago, the thought of this would have filled me with rage, and I would have wanted to catch this adulterous couple
.
But now, I can calm my mood, like a calm stream, without any waves.
Hatred is a deeply negative emotion that's incredibly difficult to shake, far more profound than jealousy, greed, and brutality...
This painful feeling was truly unbearable for me at the time... Until one day, my fellow inmate, Master Mao,
approached me and said, "You're going to stay here for a year. Instead of being depressed, why not learn how to cultivate your health from me?"
"Health preservation?" As for this middle-aged Taoist priest who sells fake medicine without a license, I even suspect that his identity as a Taoist priest
is fake.
"It's not about nourishing life, it's about nourishing the body, the body."
Master Mao continued, "Your body is the capital of revolution. As for whose life you want to revolutionize, that is your own business
."
I agreed after a brief thought. Regardless of whether Taoist Mao had real skills or not, I didn't gain any advantage in
the fight . Thinking about the revenge in the future, a good body was essential. Even if Taoist Mao
was a liar, I had nothing to lose. From that day on, I followed Taoist Mao to learn how to keep fit.
"I don't accept disciples, and you don't need to become my disciple."
He said seriously, "My family has been practicing medicine for generations, and I'm not a Taoist priest."
"But everyone calls you Taoist Master Mao."
I asked in confusion.
"My surname is indeed Mao, my given name is Dao, and I am what Buddhism calls an ordinary fool."
Taoist Master Mao said seriously, "Actually, they pronounced it wrong. It's not called zhang (长) but
chang (长). The correct name is Mao Dao...chang (长)."
Change? I looked at his crotch with suspicion, but it didn't seem to be anything
huge .
"Looking down on me, aren't you? I'm not referring to the length.
"This thing is good enough, it's fine. Can you grow it another foot longer?" Taoist Master Mao said seriously, "It depends
on the individual , and it depends on talent. It means that some people are able to fully unleash their potential and stand out from the crowd. The root of this is their essence and
energy."
The so-called essence is also a general concept, which can be summarized as spirit, thought, will, etc. The strong
strive for perfection and can even defeat others without fighting and make them submit. The so-called qi is the internal breath of blood. People have yin and yang qi, also
known as clear and turbid qi.
Vitality, vitality, and spirit, etc., anything that is beneficial to the body's internal energy and benefits the body is pure qi. On the contrary, resentment,
grief , anger, and anger, etc. that damage the internal energy are turbid qi, which is commonly known as anger attacking the heart and hurting the body.
Qigong is about removing turbidity and promoting clarity."
"The way to nourish the body is to cultivate both the body and the mind. A strong body leads to a strong mind, and a strong mind leads to abundant vitality.
Similarly, when essence and qi are abundant, the body becomes warm, and a warm body leads to a healthy body, so health preservation begins with qi training."
Taoist Master Mao had the experience of a seasoned driver. "Now, I'll teach you how to practice Qi. Inhale... exhale...
inhale again... exhale again..." After trying a few times, I couldn't help but wonder, "Qi practice is just breathing?" "What else do
you think I'm teaching you? Qi flows through your Dantian, you achieve divine power, and then you go out and kill everyone and
avenge your grievances?" Taoist Master Mao rolled his eyes at me. "Qi practice is, of course, more than just breathing, but breathing is its
foundation . Just like professional athletes, whether in track and field or swimming, correct and effective breathing can improve
their abilities."
"Qi training focuses on breathing. Qi can be divided into clear and turbid. Inhalation is clear qi, exhalation is turbid qi. Breathing is
qi training ."
Taoist Master Mao said as if it was a matter of course. "The ancients said, 'Breathing in and out, expelling the old and taking in the new, like the bear's strength and the bird's stretching, is
all .'" "If you practice this breathing well, it can increase and prolong your life."
Well, that does make some sense. After that day, I followed Master Mao to learn how to breathe,
how to practice qi, and how to maintain health.
Although I haven't seen any magical effects so far and it seems to be of no great use, it has brought about a great
change . By cultivating my body and practicing Qi every day, I gradually let go of my hatred and stopped the fire of hatred from burning me tormenting me... This does not mean that I
forgive myself. I still have hatred, but it is pure hatred. It is a deep-rooted emotion, a
hatred that has been stripped of hatred and anger, and without unnecessary impurities, this hatred is no longer strong, but even deeper, as if it has penetrated deep into
my bones and immersed in my blood.
Love can change the world, but hate can destroy it.
Love is inclusive, while hate requires purity.
Pure hatred means determination and never compromising. The only way to commemorate the former Zuo Jing and
everything that has passed away is to burn the Hao family.
Coming to the study, the so-called study is actually the home office.
Although there are many books on display, I don't actually read them very often. They are more like decorations.
There was still the MacBook on the desk, and it hadn't been used for a long time. It was out of power, so I connected it to
the charger.
Then he took out a photo album and a specially made commemorative box from the wall of the cabinet. The album was filled with
beautiful photos, including my wedding photo with Bai Ying, as well as family photos of ours, such as my parents-in-law, and that
woman... Later, two more people appeared, namely Zuo Xiang and Zuo Jing.
The two children are Bai Ying's biological children. As for the father of the children, it could be me, it could be Hao Laogou, or
it could be Hao Xiaogou. Who knows? The age of sexual development of men can be pushed back to the single digits.
Bai Ying, my wife whom I once deeply loved, is still my legal spouse even though we are
separated .
Coming back here is actually more like saying goodbye to the past, to our former wedding room. If I continue to carry the burden of this
marriage , it will become a prison cell that will continue to imprison me, so I must end it with my own hands and end
the emotional ties between Bai Ying and me.
One by one, one by one... I cut out all the images of myself on the photos with scissors, then
put the photos back one by one as they were, and threw the cut ones into the trash can.
This commemorative box is actually a specially made tooth box with two baby teeth inside. They were
the first baby teeth of Zuo Xiang and Zuo Jing that fell out a few months before I stabbed Hao Jianghua. According to the tradition in my hometown, they should be
kept .
After more than a year, the baby teeth were still quite intact. Then I pulled a few hairs from my head, all
with the hair follicles, and put them into a Ziploc bag.
The MacBook had enough battery to start up. I opened my email box. Apart from some
meaningless junk and invitations from alumni, they were all expired emails. I deleted them all. There was also an
email from my former company. This is also a necessary process for firing an employee. However, when dealing with a former senior manager like me,
the wording would be much more refined. I deleted it as well. There were also a few emails from Huang Junru. In the email, he
asked about Hao Jiagou and Wang Shiyun. Then there was the last email. It only had a few words on it: We are both frustrated
people. Waiting for you to get out of prison and have a drink.
Huang Junru, another pathetic man.
I have an inexplicable feeling towards him, not sympathy, not pity, not even regret,
but a sense of empathy.
He, like I once was, longs for a happy family and wants to give his wife all the good things. I see myself
in , including his misfortune and sadness, just like me.
His beautiful wife Wang Shiyun looks very much like my wife Bai Ying. Even their choices are
the same . They both became playthings of Hao Laogou.
I saw the affair between Wang Shiyun and Hao Laogou with my own eyes, but I didn't tell him directly.
Instead, hinted at it vaguely. Until later, I was busy catching Bai Ying in adultery, and my mind was no longer on it.
As for this last email, it was sent by a frustrated person as well, and it was obvious that he knew the truth. As to whether it was all or part of it
, it was unknown.
I pulled out my phone and dialed. After a few tones, the call was connected. A hoarse, low
voice came from the other end. It didn't have the cheerful and cheerful air of the past, but a dull, melancholic tone. "This is Zuo Jing. I'm in
Beijing. Would you like a drink?" "Okay, I'll pick you up."
Huang Junru was silent for a moment, "You haven't driven your car for a year."
"Um."
After the call, I sent another email, this time to Lawyer Chen, my
personal lawyer. She was the one who "euphemistically" conveyed my words to Yan Su and Chen Mo.
Soon, I received an email and she was still in the office.
Huang Junru arrived over half an hour later. I put my things in a briefcase and took it to the car. "I need to hand over some documents at the entrance of Jingyan Law Firm. It should be on my way."
Huang Junru nodded: "No problem."
I passed by the law firm where Attorney Chen was already waiting. I handed the briefcase over and said, "Thank
you for your hard work, Attorney Chen."
"I'll get it done as soon as possible."
Lawyer Chen agreed that as my personal lawyer, she would be responsible for helping me complete the relevant authorization agreement.
Wang Shiyun, who was far away in Haojiagou, was sitting in her office at this moment, but her expression was a little unnatural.
She knew clearly from the audio file sent back that Huang Junru and I had met for a drink.
Junru... Wang Shiyun felt inexplicably flustered. She was well aware of her husband's suspicions. He
had even secretly come to Haojiagou from Beijing a few times. Although she had fooled him, there had been grudges between them for a long time.
Two months ago, Huang Junru filed for divorce, but he never came. The divorce agreement was mailed to the tea oil company.
"Divorce is perfect. From now on, you can be with me with peace of mind. It would be best if you can get custody of me."
Hao Jianghua said this more than once. Wang Shiyun knew what this old pervert was planning,
but she was unwilling to do so. Huang Junru had always been very good to her. It would be a lie to say that he had no feelings for her, not to mention that she
had a daughter.
That was her treasure. Although Hao Jianghua joked about it many times, this old pervert was still coveting his daughter
.
"Shiyun, the more I see Duoduo, the more I like her. Don't even mention that she looks just like you. In a few years, she'll be
just like you."
Ever since Hao Jianghua met his daughter Huang Chuyun, he mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally.
It is true that a daughter follows her mother, but Wang Shiyun must be aware of Hao Jianghua's ulterior motives.
As a Peking University graduate who previously worked for a multinational corporation, she initially didn't understand why Li Xuanshi would
poach , but later realized it was simply because of her looks.
Wang Shiyun's face is very beautiful, but that's not the point. The point is that this face looks a bit like Li Xuanshi's daughter-in-law Bai Ying
. Yes, from the beginning to the end, she is Bai Ying's substitute.
Hao Jianghua praised Duoduo for looking like her, but Wang Shiyun knew what the old pervert really meant: if his daughter looked like her
, she would naturally look like Bai Ying as well.
This old immortal planned to raise Duoduo as a younger version of Baiying, training him from childhood and eventually turning him into just another
plaything .
Hao Jianghua, you are so obsessed with Bai Ying. Is it that playing with your nominal daughter-in-law and constantly cuckolding Zuo Jing
really gives you so much pleasure that you are also playing with me, the substitute, and treating my husband
as a substitute for Zuo Jing, just to cuckold them more.
Wang Shiyun cursed Hao Jianghua in her heart, but her eyes dimmed. There was no one else in the office.
Tears welled up in the corners of her eyes, but she quickly wiped them away with her hands.
It's not that there is no struggle, it's not that there is no regret, but in the end, there is still compromise, and all attempts at resistance
will collapse in the face of Hao Jianghua.
Drug dealers deserve the death penalty, but once addicts have tasted that high, can they
turn back? Once, twice...they're hooked, and there's no turning back. No matter how much they hate the drug addict, as long as
someone supplies them with drugs, the dealer becomes an angel, a god, a perfect ruler.
But now, she was like a drug addict, and could only rely on Hao Jianghua to survive. She could never get rid of it.
Sooner or later... sooner or later she would be like Li Xuanshi, and harm her own child in order to please Hao Jianghua.
In fact, it's not just her. Xu Lin has also expressed her desire to let her daughter and daughter-in-law be toyed with by that old pervert Hao Jianghua.
Wang Shiyun wanted to maintain her marriage with Huang Junru. In addition to the faint but not completely disappeared love
, she also wanted to leave a protection for her daughter.
A father would always try his best to protect his daughter, so this gave her a reason to push Duoduo away with her remaining tenderness
. She hadn't seen Duoduo for more than half a year, and she didn't allow her husband to bring their daughter over. She didn't know when she would lose even this last
bit of protection.
Fortunately, Hao Jianghua didn't push too hard, maybe he wasn't tired of his role-playing yet and still wanted to
cuckold someone... But my meeting with Huang Junru during my trip to Beijing stimulated Wang Shiyun.
She was afraid. She was afraid that I, the person who was eventually sent to jail because she had stopped me from killing Hao Jianghua, would
bring an irreversible end to her no longer stable marriage... However, she didn't dare to call me because if she did, it would reveal that
she was monitoring my calls.
This kind of suffering seems uncomfortable, but she doesn't know that the harm she has brought to Huang Junru is unimaginable.
Even if I hadn't come, he would have been almost in despair.
At this moment, I am at the Huang family, and in front of me is Huang Junru.
There had been no anger in this family for a long time. There was only a gloomy depression gathered on Huang Junru's brow
.
The once elegant and graceful man now has a stubble on his chin and messy sideburns.
There were dishes on the table, which were food Huang Junru bought from outside, and even more wine, red, white, beer, and yellow...
Not only around the table, but even half of the room was filled with wine. It felt like being in a bar... No, it felt like being in a wine
wholesale point. It seemed that Huang Junru had been drinking for a long time, and his mental state was much worse than I
had imagined .
"I have all kinds of wine here, please feel free to drink."
Huang Junru tried to force a smile, but honestly, it was uglier than crying. "There's no woman at home. I hired
someone to clean the room. You're staying here tonight, and you can't go to bed until you're drunk."
"good."
I agreed, not because I like to drink, but because I know that the man in front of me
doesn't need comfort, but someone to accompany him to drink and get drunk.
The man who was once humorous and witty is now full of bitterness in his heart.
I have also been through this process, although not in this form, but the emotional sadness is so
similar, the kind of pain that flows in the blood and makes you cry out. Only when you love someone deeply will you feel so despair
.
When Huang Junru poured a glass of red wine, he didn't fill it up to the brim with the usual amount of wine, instead he just drank it whole
without paying any attention to etiquette.
"Sakyo, we're the guests today, so I'll do my best to be a good host. I'll do it first."
As Huang Junru spoke, he raised his glass and drank it all in one gulp.
What else could I do? As long as I was accompanied by a gentleman, I drank it all in one gulp.
Fortunately, this is a red wine and not a high-quality white wine, otherwise I would not be able to bear it.
As I raised my glass, I saw a small figure in the corner of the wall, nodding but silent.
"Duoduo? Come here quickly."
I looked at the little girl and waved quickly.
The girl hesitated, but still walked over with her head lowered, whispering, "Fuck Daddy."
Then she squeezed into my arms, her eyes looking at Huang Junru, and then quickly turned her head away.
When she turned her head back, tears welled up in her eyes, but she pretended to hold them back and didn't cry out loud. Huang Junru
didn't see this scene, but I saw it clearly.
"Didn't I buy you a pizza? Why don't you go back to your room to rest after eating? Can't you see your godfather and I are going to drink
?" Huang Junru raised his voice slightly. Although he was elegant, he still had a strict fatherly side.
"What are you doing? Don't scare the child."
I quickly buried Duoduo's little face in my shoulder, gently stroking her hair while whispering softly
in her ear, "Dad knows what you're worried about. It's okay. I'll be watching over you."
Then I helped her straighten up and tried to be kinder: "Okay, Duoduo, go back to your room and rest. Listen to your godfather
and be good..." After hearing what I said, Duoduo lowered her head, walked to the door of the room, looked back at me
, and then walked in.
"After not seeing you for a year, you've grown quite a bit. You should be ten years old today."
She is becoming more and more beautiful, losing some of her past optimism and innocence, but showing a maturity different from her peers, and
seems to have grown up. This change is secretly heartbreaking. From her tearful expression just now, I probably guessed that
this child was influenced by Huang Junru.
Because the father changed, the daughter also changed, or maybe the family changed.
"It's eleven."
Huang Junru paused, "She attends an international elementary school where she can board and not come back, but she insists on
coming back every weekend.
Her mother is staying in Haojiagou and won't be back. I really don't know what this child is thinking, not being able to see her mother when she comes back."
"She doesn't miss her mother, she just misses you."
I sighed softly and poured myself a glass of wine. "A daughter is a father's little cotton-padded jacket, but a father is his daughter
's mountain. He doesn't want this mountain to collapse... How long have you been drinking? She comes back every weekend because she
's worried about you."
"I... I know, but she doesn't understand. What does a child understand? Zuo Jing, you understand me, right?
" Huang Junru raised his glass and drank it all. "Duoduo is so young. How can I tell her what kind of woman her mother is?
Can I tell her why her mother didn't come back? I can't, I can't, Zuo Jing. I don't even have anyone to talk to.
What else can I do besides drinking..." "You still have children to raise!" I stared at Huang Junru. "Wang Shiyun
may not be worthy of being a good wife anymore. Duoduo lacks maternal love, but you are like this. "Drink, what should Duoduo do? Do you
want her to lose her father's love again?" "I..." Huang Junru was silent for a long time, and then he looked at me, "You
reminded me, and then you got into trouble again, and I began to think it through. I went to Haojiagou several times, hoping that Shiyun
could come back with me... For the sake of the child, I endured this tone, but..." "But she refused and
denied her relationship with Hao Jianghua."
I looked at this pitiful man and said, "You didn't catch the adultery. Even though you knew about it, you couldn't prove it
."
Same drama, same approach.
"Yeah, she doesn't admit it. I asked for a divorce, but she didn't agree. She even said she had feelings for me. Fuck her!
I begged her so much, but she didn't come back. What kind of feelings are we talking about? Bullshit! Wang Shiyun is a rotten bitch..." Huang Junru
fell silent again. He was about to pour the wine, but I poured him a third of it first: "This is the maximum you can drink at one time.
Drink it up then pour more."
Huang Junru raised his wine glass and took a sip: "This wine... is really fucking disgusting."
Then he swallowed a few mouthfuls.
This time, he was the one who poured it on me: "I went to Haojiagou a few times and collected some phoenixes there... I asked
someone to investigate, and although there is no evidence, you and I must have had similar experiences... So you stabbed him... Damn
, this old dog is really lucky, I want to kill him too."
I didn't say anything, but drank the glass of wine. I didn't tell him that the main
reason why Hao Laogou was able to survive was because Wang Shiyun stopped me.
Although my actions at the time were stupid, her intention in stopping me was indeed to protect Hao Jianghua.
"I thought you were so refined, but I didn't expect you could swear."
I sighed. "But I'm much worse off than you. Old Dog Hao's wife is my mother, but my
wife has become his woman. Maybe even my two children aren't my own... Don't worry, I
've had a physical exam and it shows I have asthenospermia. To my great fortune, I got two babies at once... Do you think God is
playing a joke ?"
Huang Junru was shocked and stared at me to make sure that I was not joking. Then he sighed, a long
sigh.
There was no word at that time, and he and I drank the wine in our glasses.
After three rounds of drinks, Huang Junru slowly said, "You're right. You're in a much worse situation than I am. No wonder you did that
. I would have done the same if it were me..." He seemed determined as he spoke, his face serious. "
Whatever to do, I can help you... I don't believe you've truly let it go."
"I've thought a lot about this in the past year. Leave the revenge to me.
I'll settle the score with Old Dog Hao about mine and yours."
I swirled my glass gently. "If you really want to help me, starting tomorrow, stop drinking and take good care of
Duoduo . She's my goddaughter after all. If you don't feel bad for her, I will."
"Okay, I promise you.
You're right, I have a daughter to support and I can't drink anymore...but tonight, don't stop me."
Huang Junru raised his glass and said, "Drink as much as you can. Starting tomorrow, I will quit drinking and you can get your revenge
..." "That's... very good."
There is wine in the cup, and I am drunk.
His eyes were filled with perseverance, mystery, indescribable coldness and
bigotry .
All the kindness and all the morality will be buried in the past in the wine oath tonight.
When tomorrow's dawn arrives, I will go very far on the road of revenge... maybe I will become
a monster in their eyes, but so what? They don't care about my feelings, so I don't need to care about them either.
It's not that I don't have desire, but I simply can't withstand the hatred that surges like a tide... Therefore, I can only make myself more
cruel . Since I have decided to go this way, I will crush all my extravagant hopes along the way.
When will the journey of revenge end, and how long can I bear it? This question is an answer I
cannot . I am a prisoner, a prisoner who cannot escape.
The more I drink, the more energetic I become. When did Huang Junru finally lie down drunk? I raised my glass and walked to
the window . Outside, a faint light shone. Was it moonlight, starlight, or just moonlight? It didn't matter.
I slowly raised my glass: "This is the last one, here's to..." "To my fading love..."
"To my fading family..." The glass was put down, empty. I helped Huang Junru to lie down in the master bedroom.
The strong smell of alcohol lingered around his body. He really needed to get drunk.
When I came out, I could vaguely hear the sound of sobbing, a very soft cry. It's not accurate to call it crying
, but rather a kind of convulsive sobbing.
Duoduo? I couldn't help but push open the door, which was half-open, and sure enough, I saw a figure.
Instead of lying on the bed, he was squatting in the corner, curled up in a ball, his face covered with tears.
"The floor is cold, dear, I'll carry you to the bed."
I picked up Duoduo and gently placed her on the edge of the bed, trying to be as gentle as possible for fear of hurting the girl again
.
When something like this happens between a couple, no matter whose fault it is, the child will inevitably be hurt, especially a little girl like Duoduo who is at
a sensitive age.
"Fuck Dad... Is my mom... a bad woman?" The childish voice was low and intermittent, but clear enough to hear.
Is Wang Shiyun a bad woman? Yes, in my definition, she betrayed her husband and got
involved . In those situations of mine, this talented and skillful woman must have played a certain role.
To a certain extent, just based on her similar white face, when she was having an affair with Hao Laogou, she also caused me
unspeakable harm.
But what could I say in front of my goddaughter? Admit it or deny it? "Duoduo, you're still young.
The adult world isn't just about good and bad."
I put her down gently, covered her with a small blanket, and said, "Be good and go to sleep."
Daddy promises you that he will be a good dad to you tomorrow."
"Fuck, Dad, I...can't sleep."
Duoduo begged, "Can you tell me a story?" A story? I was taken aback: "How old are you
? You still want to hear stories?"
"My mom used to tell me stories, then my dad did, but now... no one tells me stories
anymore."
The soft voice and small figure are irresistible.
"Then today, Dad will tell you a story."
I sighed. If I still had some tenderness in my heart, I wouldn't mind leaving the last bit of warmth
to this girl.
"Fuck daddy, you have to hold me and tell me stories, otherwise I can't sleep..." Duoduo begged.
In the dead of night, the loneliness in one's heart has nothing to do with age.
"Okay, I'll go back to the room after you fall asleep..." Duoduo made room for me, and I lay down gently
beside her. The scene looked like a real father and daughter. Perhaps, I also longed to have a daughter by
my side, telling stories to myself... At that time, Bai Ying went abroad to study, and I tried my best to spend time with the children. I
also recited nursery rhymes and taught ancient poems to Zuo Xiang and Zuo Jing in our villa in Changsha, and told stories to the children before bed... But
the ending of the story now seems to be a tragedy.
"Once upon a time, there was a very big forest. In the forest lived many small animals, including Big Xiji, Little Xiongxu
, Little Brain Axe, Mei Fa Nu, Little Fu Ni, Little Hai Teng, Fa Fu Die, Big Chicken House, Big Flying Bag, Strong Angry, Big Python
Shoes, Little White Go, Big Daixu, Big Poor Cat... Duoduo, are you asleep?" "No, not yet. Dad, tell me another
one ."
The girl responded faintly.
The story of counting sheep didn't work, so I had to change to another one.
"There was a mouse who opened a dental clinic with his wife... Their business was booming... Later
, more and more children came to have their teeth pulled... Duoduo, are you asleep?" "Father, Duoduo is not asleep, let's continue
..." "Okay, then father will tell you another one. Once upon a time there was a big fool who met a fairy one day..."
The end of one story is often the beginning of another.
This is a night for listening to stories and also a night for telling stories.
Rows of quiet villas with their own gates and courtyards are nestled among green mountains and clear waters. The owner of one of them is
my parents-in-law.
Sighing, a low sigh, Bai Xingjian got up from the bed and walked to the balcony.
"It's so late, I can't sleep."
Tong Jiahui put on a coat, covering her erotic pajamas, and walked over to her husband. "I thought
you were getting up to go to the bathroom. You haven't been able to sleep lately, and your sleep quality has been poor.
What's wrong? Are you worried?" "No, nothing, just out for some fresh air."
Bai Xingjian looked at his wife and smiled faintly, "Let's enjoy the moon for a while."
Moon-gazing? Tong Jiahui was speechless. It was late at night, with thick clouds and few stars. Where could the moon be
? Bai Xingjian looked up, but the sky was moonless. He could only give an awkward smile: "As long as you have the moon in your heart, you can still enjoy it."
"You...are wrong."
Tong Jiahui rested her head on her husband's shoulder and said, "Tell me, what's going on?"
"Jingjing has been released from prison."
Bai Xingjian uttered a few words.
"This kid, he didn't even bother to call."
Tong Jiahui said softly, "I'll go find him and ask him clearly."
"This kid has his own ideas. You visited him in prison a few times, but he said nothing.
He naturally has his own reasons for not wanting to talk about it."
Bai Xingjian changed the subject, "You should go to bed first. I want to be alone for a while."
Tong Jiahui couldn't persuade her husband and had to go back into the house.
Outside the house, Bai Xingjian lit a cigarette.
He is not a smoker, but he smokes occasionally. Tonight, he just wants to smoke.
Zuo Jing was released from prison. This was good news, but it also meant a choice. If he wanted to intervene, it would
mean choosing between his daughter and son-in-law.
There are some things that don't require investigation or inquiry. He can roughly guess based on years of experience and a man's empathy .
The son-in-law injured someone, and the daughter went missing. These two things must be related... As the president of the court and a senior
justice , he has handled too many human tragedies. He only needs to find a few points to draw a line.
After all, guesses are just guesses, and Bai Xingjian did not verify them. It was not because he couldn't do it, but because he was afraid.
He was afraid that his guess would be confirmed, that his beloved daughter would change her mind, that the Bai family's reputation
would be tarnished, and that his wife would not be able to bear the cruelty of the truth.
As long as he didn't confirm it, he could at least maintain a shred of fantasy, a fantasy that everything was just his own paranoia
, that his daughter would remain the filial, gentle, and virtuous woman he cherished too much to touch...
Yingying chose to escape, to evade her responsibilities. But how much longer would he, his so-called father, his so-called husband, his so-called
father-in-law , continue to avoid her? Bai Xingjian fell into deep thought. He didn't have much time to waste.
In his limited life, if there was anything he couldn't let go of, it was probably his family's happiness.
The family he thought of included Bai Ying, Tong Jiahui, and me,
his son-in-law Zuo Jing, whom he felt he owed. Later, my father-in-law's various actions completely affected the three of us.
There was some light in the room. It was already the second day. After years of instinct, it was as if there was a
biological clock . When the time came, I had to wake up.
I tried to open my eyes. My head felt a little swollen, but I was conscious. Perhaps this was
the result of my physical training and qigong exercises.
I wanted to get up, but I couldn't. Duoduo was lying on top of me, and the quilt was kicked
to the foot of the bed. I have to say that kicking the quilt may be a common problem for many children. I often did this when I was a child.
Duoduo's little head rested on my chest, and her little hands were around my neck.
Maybe she was afraid that I would run away. Last night I said I would wait until she fell asleep before going back to my room. I didn't expect that I fell asleep while she was telling the story .
I tried to get up, but it didn't work. The little girl was too clingy and I could
hardly .
I was about to wake Duoduo up, but suddenly, my face changed color, and my voice got stuck in my throat, not daring to breathe.
I found something very embarrassing.
Wearing a cool nightgown, Duoduo looks like the Princess and the Pea in the fairy tale...well, a little princess... tender face
, tender little hands, tender body...Don't get me wrong, I'm not a child. In fact, I'm unlikely to have any evil thoughts about
undeveloped little girls. I prefer women with slim and hot figures or mature and plump. Well, I'm getting
off topic...What I mean is that Duoduo's skin is very moist, and children of this age have very sensitive bodies...
Just like the Princess and the Pea's tender body, which can sense the existence of a pea. I don't want to give her a bad
experience...because I can be sure that the area under my crotch is definitely much harder and more
vibrant than a pea.
I really don't have any evil thoughts. This is just a natural male reaction that is out of control and has nothing to do with
desire . There is no way I can soften or compromise it.
The reason why morning erections occur most easily is that they occur during this time period. The only thing I am thankful for is that my clothes
are intact, especially my trousers.
So, although my second brother is strong, he is greatly constrained. I hope to get rid of this
embarrassing situation as much as possible.
"Duoduo, get up..." I tried to get away, but some parts of Duoduo's delicate body always rubbed against
there, even though there was clothes between us. There was no way, she was completely relying on me, and hugging me, so I
finally spoke up.
"Uh, fuck daddy..." Duoduo was woken up by me. She rubbed her lips and made a sound. She was still a little dazed. She
left and leaned back. Her tender little butt just sat on my waist.
Damn it! I couldn't help but think in my heart, I clearly felt the excitement of my second brother, that was not
the desire of my mind, but the stimulation of the cavernous body by external forces, just like no one is aroused by a stick unless
it stimulates her.
And now, Duoduo's tender little butt is falling on my little brother. Even through the clothes, my little
brother can even feel the small cleft between the two tender buttocks.
"Duoduo, get up quickly..." I urged again.
"No, I don't want to get up early."
Duoduo is acting a little coquettishly, maybe she thinks I am easy to talk to as her godfather.
But you, just act coquettishly if you want, but don't rub around there. You are not busy enough.
"Get up quickly, you're pressing down on Daddy."
That's all I can say.
"Ah?" Duoduo was stunned for a moment, her face flushed with embarrassment, and she struggled quickly.
Don't think that children don't understand.
When I was her age, I began to have a vague sexual feeling towards women. Not to mention that
sex education to younger and younger children. On the one hand, it is for protection, and on the other hand, children are maturing earlier and earlier.
After all, the channels for obtaining information are different from the traditional models in the past.
"Get up, brush your teeth, wash your face..." I stood up awkwardly, luckily I was wearing dark pants so I didn't look too out of place.
==(First of all, let me clarify: there are too many unreasonable parts in the original text of "Uncle Hao", such as Huang Duoduo's age.
When the protagonist first met Wang Shiyun, he mentioned that his daughter was six years old. He had been working for a few years under the six-year contract, and his adopted daughter
was still in kindergarten. Calculated based on the age after he was released from prison, the two are about the same age. I am directly applying Zuo Jing
's third injury to Hao, so Bai's father is not dead yet. According to the logic of the original text, if Bai died, his daughter disappeared, and his son-in-law
was in jail , Tong should have been angry with Hao first because she would have nothing to worry about.
So I made some adjustments.
In this article, I will appropriately add some human elements, not whitewashing. There are generally two directions.
One is "I", that is, Zuo Jing's revenge - destruction; the other is the rescue line, which will be gradually unfolded.
When dealing with specific people, I won't do it like other fan fiction that goes all out at once.
I will also make use of some character clues from the original text. As for the Hao family, let me give you a spoiler: it's extremely cruel and inhumane. Except for Hao Laogou who
is still alive , the Hao family is considered extinct. The Hao family's ancestral home is demolished, the ancestral tombs are dug up... These will be small matters.
The villagers of Haojiagou who benefited and became rich because of Li Xuanshi will become poor again... As for why Hao Laogou is still alive, the original text
says that he lived to be 80 years old, walking briskly, with many children and grandchildren... So I'm leaving it a suspense here. On the basis of satisfying this point
, Hao Laogou will enjoy all kinds of inhumane treatment.