Chapter 1

My hometown is an ordinary rural village in western China.

Although I dare not say how well the rural areas in the 21st century were built, they would not use acres of bricks to build houses like the rural areas in the 1960s and 1970s.

The house in my hometown is a two-story brick-concrete building. The first floor is where my grandparents live, while my parents and I live on the second floor.

The kitchen was on the first floor, and the bathrooms were one floor after another. At that time, the rural building was not considered for the main bathrooms. The bathrooms on each floor were shared.

Life in the countryside is difficult to improve if you just plant the land at home. In order to have a better life, the strong father followed the construction team in the village to help people build houses around.

Although my father didn't study much, he was young and flexible and willing to work hard, and soon became a good player in the construction team. With the efforts of my father, his family became one of the best families in our village.

There is an old saying that the male leads the outside and the female leads the inside, and my family is no exception.

My mother is basically the one who takes care of the family and outside. My smart mother always takes care of the house cleanly, and my father basically doesn’t have to worry about the family’s affairs.

With the hard work of my parents, our family lives happily and fulfilling, so I still remember the warm and happy childhood at home from time to time.

When I was a child, I had basically no idea whether my mother was beautiful or not. First, I was too young, and second, I had no comparisons. The women in rural areas were not as fancy as those in the city.

But I know that my mother loves cleanliness. Although her clothes are ordinary, she thinks that my mother looks so beautiful every day. The clean and well-fitting clothes and her long black hair that are not messy perfectly outline the image of a good wife and mother.

The conditions at my grandparents' home are good in the countryside, so my mother had to participate in dance classes when she was a child. Dance has always been my mother's hobby. Her busy life after marriage with my father did not make her lose her hobby.

When I was in my hometown, my mother would often turn on music in the living room and dance with the music, while I was ignorant and accompanied her.

My mother gave birth to a caesarean section when she gave birth to me, so her figure was not affected by childbirth.

The continuous exercise has given my mother a perfect figure, and the years have not left too many traces on her mother.

The smooth and elastic skin made my mother look like a young woman in her thirties, so no one who didn't know her would believe that my mother already had a son as old as me.

Memory of my mother's body began in the countryside.

The independence of children in rural areas is much earlier than that in cities. My parents set up a bed in the room next to them when I was very young, so I could sleep by myself. I would eat and sleep by myself, of course, including letting me go to the bathroom by myself.

When I was a child, I was not used to taking naps. Every day I played from morning to night like other children.

One summer night, I went to bed early as usual in my bed. I don’t know how long it took, but when I was asleep, I woke up by the urination. In a daze, I got up and walked towards the bathroom wearing small slippers. The bathroom door at home is a common wooden door in rural areas, and it is covered when I don’t use it.

With my eyes blurred, I stood at the bathroom door and pushed hard towards the hidden wooden door. The wooden door opened in response. After I opened the door, I found that the lights were on in the bathroom. My mother stood on the potty with her legs spread apart. Her black pants were taken off to her knees and she was doing a bending down and squatting, but her squatting was interrupted by the movement of me pushing the door.

My mother looked up at me standing at the bathroom door and screamed: Ah!Why are you not sleeping yet?.

I looked at my mother in the bathroom. Her two snow-white thighs were very white. What made me wonder was that there was a black hair-like hair between my mother's thighs. When my mother looked at me, her face was a little red. She looked at me in a panic and said: Xiaorui is obedient, you go out first, mom is peeing.

But I didn't notice my mother's panic, but looked at the fur between my mother's legs and asked: Mom, why are you there...

Before I could finish my words, my mother put on the black pants that had already been taken off her knees with both hands. The black pants hid her snow-white thighs and fur again. My mother reached out to close the door and coaxed me while closing the door: Xiaorui is obedient, you are waiting for your mother here, mom will pee first and then you will pull it, okay?

I stood at the bathroom door with my eyes blankly looking at the wooden door, thinking in my mind why my mother didn’t have a little cock and how did she pee?

Before I could think clearly, the bathroom door opened from the inside. My mother walked out while tidying up her pants. After she came out, she whispered to me: Xiaorui, do you want to pee?Go in quickly.

I walked into the bathroom with confusion, took out my little cock and pulled her up. I looked at the little cock that was peeing, thinking about how my mother urinated without a little cock, and why was there a lot of hair in her place... After urinating, I returned to the room in a sleepy mood. I temporarily threw the matter behind my mother's mind about why she didn't have a little cock.

Although my mother didn’t answer my questions that night when I was four, I remember that my mother had no small cocks, only a piece of hair...