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The uncle stared at him, concentrating on it as if watching a western scene.

"Unexpectedly, there is a person buried under the snow." Xu Zhui'er rubbed his shoulders, swayed, and faced him face to face. ..."

The hands, from the shoulders to the arms, from the fingers to the waist and hips, finally fell on the thighs, probably in a hurry to make him stand up, and exerted all their strength on the small area of ​​​​the heels of the legs, which made the uncle's forehead appear a layer hot sweat.

"The person who is about to die, I carry it back, and he will live overnight." Xu Zhui'er raised his chin proudly, "Guess what I did? First rub his whole body with snow, and then..."

Then she took off her naked body and slept with that man in her arms all night.Xu Zhui'er didn't dare to say, now that he is a woman, Boss Wei's new wife, how could he sleep naked with another man: "Anyway, he will be fine the next day anyway," he worried that the old man would be suspicious, and he said guiltyly. He lowered his head, "You can be fine too, as long as you think about it, as long as we are in the same heart."

The uncle still looked at him like that, Xu Zhui'er raised his foot: "You believe me," he smiled lightly, "you also believe in yourself."

Uncle Wei didn't believe in people in the past, and he doesn't even believe it now, but those strong little hands carefully stroked him from the soles of his feet to his toes, which made him feel a little tingling.

Rubbing his legs while talking like this, the whole morning passed, and at noon, they were still feeding mouth to mouth, the two of them were blushing, and in the afternoon Xu Zhui'er cleaned up the house, washed and dried the uncle's wet underwear , and carried people outside to bask in the sun, busy until dinner, the aunt was late in delivering the food, so they closed the door by candlelight, sneaking, shaking their eyelashes to exchange food and saliva.

Before the lamp was blown, Xu Zhui'er turned the uncle over to lie down, looked at the bedsores on his buttocks and thighs, and repeatedly asked: "Call me if you pee." He pinched his face and glared at him, "Washing the mattress is a lot of work." gone."

He turned his back to sleep, and fell asleep after a while. There was no dream that night. Just after midnight, the clothes on his back were pulled up. Xu Zhui'er rubbed his eyes and went to the bed to touch the chamber pot: "Did you urinate?"

A touch of candlelight, lit by the bed.

The uncle was facing down, and his eyes glanced this way uneasily, as if asking for help for the first time, the hand that stretched out had no strength, and the protruding middle finger and forefinger lightly touched the bed sheet, trembling a little.

"Come on, lean on me," Xu Zhui'er wrapped his arms around his neck and pulled him up with all his strength, "Oh yes, don't worry." They were head to head, the uncle was uncomfortable, and his face turned It slipped down and landed on Xu Zhui'er's shoulder.

"Here we come," Xu Zhui'er tugged at his trouser belt, reached in with his small hand, took out a rather large object, and carefully put it into the mouth of the chamber pot, "Use it."

The uncle didn't raise his head, and there was no movement from below. Xu Zhui'er put his arms around his waist and asked in his ear, "Can't you urinate?"

After waiting for a while, the uncle was a little irritable, and his weak fingers kept slipping on the bed sheet. Xu Zhui'er hurriedly coaxed him: "It's okay, pee slowly." He was like a father and a mother, stroking the uncle's back back and forth, giving The child blew "hush" like urine.

There was a sound from the chamber pot, dripping dripping, Xu Zhui'er breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to say something, his shoulders suddenly became wet, warm, like tears.

There was a sound from the chamber pot, dripping dripping, Xu Zhui'er breathed a sigh of relief, and just about to say something, his shoulders suddenly became wet, warm, like tears.

Xu Zhui'er didn't say anything. After the uncle finished urinating, he put down the chamber pot, shook it for him, put it in his trousers and tied it up.

The light was turned off again, and it was very quiet. Xu Zhui'er and him were two quilts, and the tear stain on his shoulder was still wet. The more he thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt. live in his palm.

That grip is not like a man and a woman, a man and a daughter-in-law, but like two children. I hold you, just because I am afraid that you will be lonely.

In the morning, the ladies came to deliver the meal. Xu Zhui'er carried the uncle back to the chair, first took two mouthfuls of rice soup with a spoon, then grabbed the white steamed buns on the plate, took a bite in the middle, and just after chewing twice, he exclaimed: "Okay!" sweet!"

It was full of stuffing, it was jujube paste, but he didn't recognize it, so he looked at the uncle stupidly: "What is this, so sweet?"

The uncle frowned, it was just jujube paste, but this girl regarded it as a rare delicacy, she didn't swallow it, and came towards him eagerly, he was so bored, she was about to sneer as soon as she curled her lips, but she held back, raised her eyebrows, and waited for him to come Hello.

A mass of chewed stuff, if he left it in the past, he would only feel disgusted, but now he doesn't know what's wrong, he licked and licked it, it was really sweet.

"Hmm..." Xu Zhui'er pushed him gently, "Why are you eating my mouth?" He wiped his arm, very unhappy, "No more."

The uncle stared at him, did he eat his mouth?No, he just took two sips of jujube paste. At this time, Xu Zhuier brought up the second mouthful. He turned his head coldly and refused to take it. Xu Zhuier shook his wrist: "What are you doing, are you angry with me?" With something in his mouth, he muttered, "It's so delicious, I can eat it if you don't."

The uncle ignored him.

Xu Zhui'er simply leaned against the chair and rubbed her two sweet mouths together. It was a coincidence that the aunt came to add charcoal to the stove at this time, and they bumped into each other.

"Oh, yo," she pretended to cover her face, and twisted her old waist to act, "It's so embarrassing!"

This is indeed a embarrassing thing, Xu Zhuier was wronged, she lowered her head and said nothing, the aunt deliberately shamed him: "I have been serving the master's family for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen such a grandma!"

What kind of grandma?The grandma who grabs a man's thigh and wants to kiss her.

Xu Zhui'er couldn't sit still anymore, stood up with a sullen face, and was about to explain a few words, the uncle didn't know whether it was intentional or not, his wrist trembling came to the table, his ring finger flicked forward, and the small cup of egg custard was moved to On the ground, it shattered.

The aunt just looked at his face, a paralyzed man, but his expression was full of majesty, his pupils were dark and dark, and there was an evil look between his brows, the most feared person was his thin mouth, with the corners of his mouth curled down slightly, which made people feel terrified for no reason .

She immediately fell silent, bent down obediently, bowed awkwardly to Xu Zhui'er, and went to add charcoal.

"Oh, why did you knock the egg paste away?" Xu Zhui'er couldn't understand the things between them, and just squatted on the ground, feeling sorry for his leftovers, "You ruined a good thing!"

The aunt looked back and was surprised at the tone he spoke to the uncle, such a domineering and cold man, but now he smiled lightly, as if he was a fool who was proud of this girl's ignorance.

After dinner, the aunt cleared away the dishes. Xu Zhui'er refused to let the uncle lie down, but told him to put his arms around her neck from behind, half back and half dragging, and lead him around the room, "Try your legs Try harder," he was sweating, pulling hard, "Hold me tight and don't let go, slow down."

The two of them were panting, when the door was pushed open, and it was not the aunt who came, but two ladies in gold and jade. Xu Zhui'er had never seen such a beautiful woman, with black eyebrows, red rouge, and a choking body. He lowered his face in panic because of the smell of powder in his nose, as if just looking at it broke the defense between men and women.

"Hey, this is that girl," said one, "with little water in the soup."

"You're fine," the other continued, "I heard from Mama Liu, I think it's something incredible."

They walked up, supported by little girls on the left and right, Xu Zhui'er didn't dare to look up, and stared nervously at the pattern on his embroidered shoes, when the two ladies came close, they squeezed his arm very mercilessly.

They walked up, supported by little girls on the left and right, Xu Zhui'er didn't dare to look up, and stared nervously at the pattern on his embroidered shoes, when the two ladies came close, they squeezed his arm very mercilessly.

Xu Zhui'er had never been touched by a woman since he was a child, and this pinching made him very cramped, with his neck curled up, and his face was almost pressed against the uncle's wrist.

"Hey girl," they laughed, "it's a bit painful."

The little girls competed to show themselves in front of their master, hugging the one in the red dress on the left and saying, "This is our second grandma," and circling around the one in the blue dress on the right, "This is the third grandma."

Hearing what they said, Xu Zhui'er understood that these two were his sister-in-law. Since they were relatives, he was not so ashamed. He raised his head timidly and muttered: "I, I will put the eldest on the bed first."

He walked over to them, and heard them covering their mouths and laughing behind them: "Did you hear that, he is called Uncle Boss..." In a pampered tone, "...the soil is dead, and the voice is rough..."

Xu Zhui'er was not surprised that they thought him dirty, and the girls in the town also thought he was poor. At that time, he thought he was poor, but now that he was wearing good clothes, they looked down on him just the same.

"Lie down for a while," he settled the uncle down, put him in a comfortable position, and wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve, "I'll scrub you after they leave."

The other side listened to these words, Second Mistress looked him over from head to toe, and asked in a low voice, "How old is it?"

"Nineteen." Xu Zhui'er pursed her lips, and told the truth, the little girls whispered: "...you only get married when you are so old..."

"I haven't bound my feet before." The third grandma winked at the second grandma.

Only then did Xu Zhui'er dare to look at their skirts—a woman's feet can't be seen, it's not serious—the edges of the two wide skirts will show a few spikes, which are the three inches in the storyteller's story. golden lotus.

Xu Zhui'er was ashamed of herself, and shrank a pair of men's feet into the skirt, shrinking into a ridiculous figure.

"Hey girl," Second Grandma beckoned to him, but Xu Zhui'er didn't go, so she came over on the girl's wrist, unexpectedly, reached behind his buttocks, and pinched him hard.

Xu Zhui'er seemed to have been struck by lightning, she blushed and pushed her away, holding her handkerchief, she didn't take it seriously: "I haven't been here before.