Chapter 8 The Sadness of the Boy

I have never been far away, but I yearn for it very much; I long for the mountains and deep seas, but I am afraid of being lost in the wind and waves; I hope to meet a lilac girl, but there are only mottled moss in the quiet alleys.

My father caught the flight back two days before the Spring Festival. When he returned home in turmoil, his majestic body seemed to have found a harbor to rely on. Before he could put down what was in his hand, he was hugged by Mingxia.

Mingxia is almost catching up with her father, but she still looks like an ungrown child in her father's arms.

The moment my father was hugged by Mingxia, he was quite surprised, but his eyes gradually showed relief, but he still had no correct expression in his mouth: I said Xiao Mingxia Ah, if you hug your dad like this, your mom will be jealous

My mother was also a little surprised. In the past, Mingxia always looked like a little adult. She rarely showed such true feelings. She was also a little jealous, but Mingxia rarely attached to her like this. When she heard her father's joke, she even said angrily: You father and son are really carved from the same mold, and there is no normal time.

At dinner, Mingxia couldn't help but say something to her father, but the happy atmosphere at the dining table finally made him hold back. After the Spring Festival, his father hurriedly bought a plane ticket and ran to the Central Plains to continue to play antiques.

The house became quiet again. Mingxia was still reading books every day, wandering around with Xiaopang, occasionally running to her grandma's house for a meal, while her mother re-entered her career in building the Great Wall. Life seemed to be good if she continued like this.

Unfortunately, life is always full of surprises, but what should come is still unstoppable

There are still five days before returning to school. Mingxia thought that she had not bought some review materials. After lunch that day, she asked Xiaopang to take a trip to Xinhua Bookstore in the county center. At this time, Xinhua Bookstore had not declined like the Internet era in the future. It is quite influential across the country and has a complete range of general books. On weekdays, Mingxia occasionally comes here to pick a few books to pass the time.

The continuous rain gradually stopped after the Spring Festival, and the long-lost winter warm sun came to the face. There were more and more pedestrians on the road, and most of them were filled with a lazy atmosphere after the festival.

Playing with Xiaopang and a few people, they arrived at the center of the county. The surrounding area has changed a lot. After the reform and opening up, various buildings and shops sprouted like mushrooms after the rain, and emerged on both sides of the commercial street. However, Mingxia and his family were well-off and were not dazzled. They could only vaguely feel the difference brought about by the changes of the times.

When I arrived at the bookstore, I hung my business at the door. Today's business closed. Mingxia and others looked at each other. Isn't this the same thing?

Since I'm here, I'll go to the newly opened department store in the county to take a look. Before I could take a step, Xiaopang poked Mingxia with his elbow and said: Isn't that your aunt?

Mingxia followed the little fat eyes and a stopping minibus. The aunt was yelling at her two cousins ​​with anger on her face. Mingxia could only go forward and say hello. When the aunt saw Mingxia, she immediately changed her smile. After a few words, Mingxia realized that today the aunt took her cousin to the county town to a party with her mother's house to a return overseas Chinese. The two cousins ​​in the car kept fighting, and when she got off the car, the aunt was holding her ears to scold her.

Mingxia was amused and crying. Her two cousins ​​were only one or two years younger than him, but she was always as playful as a child.

After saying a few words, just as she was about to say goodbye, the aunt saw that there were only Mingxia and asked accidentally: Why didn’t your mother come and visit Ah? Recently, the mahjong stalls in Yunxia have been suspended. She is bored at home all day long

Just this sentence made Mingxia wonder. He vaguely remembered asking his mother during lunch. She seemed to have said she wanted to play mahjong, but she forgot where she went.

While thinking, Mingxia felt more and more frightened. When the aunt and the others left, he found an excuse to ask Xiaopang and his wife to go shopping by themselves, and then hurriedly got on the bus back.

Back in the countryside, as soon as Che Mingxia got off, she ran home with a serious look on her face. When she arrived at the door, she stopped to calm her breathing, opened the door of the house like the past, and walked in

The whole building was quiet, Mingxia called her mother a few times, but no one responded, and the surrounding area was quiet, and her mother went out.

Mingxia sat at the entrance of the stairs, looking down at the patterns on the floor. He was a little scared. He didn't know where his mother had gone, but he could vaguely guess that he hoped it was just his random thoughts.

After sitting quietly for a while, he stood up hesitantly and walked out the door.

In the dark, he came to the door of my uncle's house. He did not knock on the door, but raised his hand to fumble in the octagonal light in front of the door, took off the key, and opened the door. The afternoon sunlight passed behind Mingxia and pulled out a long slant in the courtyard. Mingxia let out a light footstep and entered the hall on the first floor. My uncle's house was also silent. Mingxia took off his shoes, raised his feet and climbed up the steps, and came to the door of the study on the second floor. Mingxia stared at the pink slippers. He was suddenly exhausted and sat down softly with his back to the wall. The building quality of his uncle's house was good. He couldn't hear a slight sound in the room. Mingxia could imagine the situation in the room. He smiled and didn't know what to do, but when he thought of his father in the distance, he burst into anger again, supporting him to stand up.

When he walked to the door of the study, he pressed his ear to the door, and everything in the room seemed to be vividly presented to his eyes.

At first there were dull hums, as if someone was covered in a quilt and there was a heavy breathing sound. Gradually, someone was slapping the puff like a drum beat, and like a dubbing, the memory that had been silent for a long time emerged in my heart again. In front of me, Teacher Weihua's plump and clear body, the principal's thrust and joy, the fighting between flesh and flesh was vivid in front of me. Mingxia even felt that her mother turned her head and smiled at Mingxia.

Mingxia knew that it was not the head teacher. As the room was crying and pondering louder than before, Mingxia couldn't help but feel the blood that had already surged into her brain. She trembled with her hands, but she pushed the door firmly. The scene in the room made him dizzy. At this moment, his lips trembled, but he couldn't speak.

There were still those decorations in the room, but there were two people lying on the big bed in the middle. My mother was naked, lying on a white towel, her tender and plump body was covered with fine sweat beads, her curved waist was covered with pillows, her strong and tall legs were sandwiched between my uncle's waist, along her slender and powerful calves, her toes were slightly bent, and her cardamom color was even more crystal clear. The sunlight hit the floor through the gaps in the curtains, and the dust in the light column was flying. The too bright light allowed Mingxia to even clearly see all the details of my uncle's thick body pressing on my mother. My uncle was also naked, with a flesh all over his body, and his strong body pressed on my mother like a hill. He lowered his waist, his butt was towering, just revealing the part where the two men met. His dark butt further highlighted the snow-whiteness of his mother's two peach-shaped butts.

I don't know if it was an illusion or something else, Mingxia felt that her mother's buttocks were shaking like the jelly I usually eat. In the shaking, the uncle was holding a scarlet and blue veins under his body. The thick black body hair was closely linked to his mother's pubic hair. Mingxia never thought that his mother, who was usually clean and tidy, had such fine and beautiful pubic hair. In the cigar-shaped labia majora, there were two small and slightly brown labia minora that were turned out due to sexual intercourse. The pink and tender flesh clam inside was slightly exposed due to outward turn. A small white water foam was applied to the intersection between the uncle and his mother. The lewd breath filled the entire house.

The uncle turned his back to Mingxia, and could not see the person coming in. My mother probably was still in a trance and had not noticed the person coming in for a while. Even after Mingxia came in, with the uncle's thrust a few times, the mother still hummed like a cat, and was squeezed under her body by the uncle. The fluffy breast balls as white steamed buns spread out, emitting an attractive and lewd atmosphere. Occasionally, you can see the slightly standing brown nipples while shaking.

Mingxia didn't know how long it took for them to realize that their mother was sweating, her long curly hair was scattered under her body, and occasionally a few strands of black hair fell on her face. She just bit her mouth, biting her lower lip, as if she wanted to hold it back, but she sang from her throat.

Her cheeks were covered with redness, like the apples that were about to ripen in autumn, as if they were about to reach the end of joy.

The faster the uncle twitched, the more her mother saw Mingxia standing at the door in a daze. She seemed unbelievable. She opened her eyes wide and didn't care about the man still moving. After confirming that it was her son, she opened her mouth wide and screamed with shrill screams: Xiao Mingxia, you...you...

Just as she found something was wrong, she was about to push her uncle away, and the uncle ejaculated in anger. The fear of her son and the stimulation in her body made her dizzy in an instant. The mother opened her mouth and took a deep breath, and her whole body trembled. Her feet were unconsciously clamped her uncle's bear waist. Mingxia could even see her Chu red lips, which contracted and trembled strongly during the climax.

Mingxia closed her eyes in pain, turned around and slammed the door and came out. There was chaos in the room. When she reached the stairs, tears had already blurred his eyes. Before she could go down, there was a burst of rapid footsteps behind her. Mingxia was pulled by her hand and turned around. Her mother had no time to put on clothes, but she only wrapped a white towel. She grabbed the corner of the towel with one hand, grabbed Mingxia with the other, and stepped on the floor with barefoot.

Mingxia could feel the sweat and coldness in her palms. At this moment, he felt anger and wanted to escape from here. Before his mother could speak, he shook his mother's hand away, but his uncle's voice came from behind: Mingxia, wait, listen to my explanation

Hearing this disgusting sound, he could no longer suppress it, and turned around and waved his fists to beat the person. The uncle caught him off guard and had only time to protect his face, but his chest was hit hard.

Mingxia has been exercising for many years and is quite strong. This punch made the uncle uncomfortable. He subconsciously pushed. Mingxia stood at the entrance of the stairs, where there was no force. He rolled down the steps with a misstep. When he reached the corner of the stairs, he felt something hit on the back of his head. Mingxia felt dizzy and reached out to touch the back of his head. It seemed that something was flowing out of his head. It was warm. My mother's shrill scream and a little confusion came from his ears. Mingxia felt dizzy and black in front of him, and his mind was blank. He gradually lost consciousness. At the last moment, he subconsciously felt that it seemed good to sleep like this.