Chapter 45
The next day, Mom got up early and headed to the office.
Sure enough, Aunt didn't disappoint me. She had dark circles under her eyes and her hair was a mess, clearly indicating that she had tossed and turned in bed all night.
Around noon, I considered ordering some takeout to get by, wondering if I could rely on Aunt to cook.
However, Aunt was determined to prove herself and insisted on showing me her skills.
She immediately rolled up her sleeves and started cooking, but ended up burning a big hole in the non-stick pan Mom had just bought. I was puzzled, wondering how she managed this feat on an induction cooker with intelligent protection settings. Was this some legendary "passive skill"?
Aunt looked embarrassed but didn't give up. She tried steaming some rice, only to forget to add water while answering a phone call. Surprisingly, I ended up with a passable meal of crispy rice crust.
Eventually, Aunt had a change of heart and didn't ruin all the kitchenware in the house. After a busy morning, she finally served two bowls of steaming instant noodles.
To my surprise, Aunt's "passive skill" was so terrifying that she managed to half-cook the instant noodles, a product refined and improved by companies over decades.
I didn't want to risk my health just to spare Aunt's pride, so I headed downstairs to "Shaxian Delicacies."
Aunt, trying to save face, insisted that this was the most popular way to eat instant noodles nowadays and that I, as an "unrefined person," didn't know anything.
Ignoring her persistent advice to let the noodles soak for a while longer, I forced down the two bowls of undercooked noodles. As a result, Aunt spent the entire afternoon with an upset stomach, suffering the consequences of her own actions. I didn't bother with her and went back to my room to search for information about tomorrow's destination online.
There was little information about Qiuling Village online. The few scattered posts, though attention-grabbing in their titles, basically contained the same information we analyzed yesterday. After browsing through them, I found no valuable reference. So, I started playing games instead. Although I still had doubts, I was mostly convinced that it was just a gimmick by the villagers to promote their village and boost the local economy.
Besides, I was somewhat of a "gaming expert." How could a mere three-dimensional village pose any threat to me? If there were really anything strange about the place, it might even stimulate my gaming system. The system had been on strike for so long without producing any item cards. If I had somewhere to vent my frustration, I would definitely lodge a complaint so expensive that you couldn't afford the repair costs!
Mom had to work late, indicating that the project handover wasn't going smoothly. She didn't return until after seven, but the vacation was successfully arranged.
Mom is too honest, directly saying that the boss wouldn't let her go. In fact, she could have just skipped the trip to that creepy place. I was afraid Aunt would use her "money power" again.
Aunt, who had been shuttling between the bathroom and bedroom all afternoon, lay in bed starving and barely alive. If Mom had returned any later, we might have needed to call a mourning band for Aunt.
Seeing Aunt in such a pitiful state, Mom, being deeply attached to her sister, couldn't bring herself to hold a grudge over the pots and pans. She silently noted it down in her little notebook, and I vaguely saw Mom add an extra zero after the amount.
After running to the bathroom all afternoon and being hungry for most of the day, Aunt looked weak and exhausted, like someone who had indulged excessively. I doubted whether Aunt could endure the several-hour journey the next day.
Turns out Aunt did have the resilience of a "cockroach." Although she hadn't fully recovered after a night's sleep, she had regained at least 70-80% of her energy. Besides a slightly pale complexion, she felt no discomfort. Years of exercise were clearly paying off.
After breakfast, the coach bus arrived at the entrance of our neighborhood just in time. Aunt's eyes lit up after receiving a call from Mi Mingcheng, and even her pale face seemed to flush with color. I really couldn't understand why Aunt was so excited.
Mom checked the doors and windows, locked them, and came out. Naturally, I was responsible for the luggage of the two ladies. There wasn't much; just two suitcases-one for Aunt and one shared by Mom and me. I only had a few pieces of clothing, so it would suffice.
Finally, we caught the elevator during the morning rush hour, which was already occupied by several aunties who had entered from the ground floor to save spots. Pulling two large suitcases, I consciously stood in the corner to avoid blocking others, using my body to lean the suitcases against the wall.
Mom and Aunt stood in the middle. Originally, the elevator was spacious, but four or five people poured in every time a floor was reached, gradually making the elevator crowded.
When the elevator reached the seventeenth floor, someone actually rode an electric bike backwards inside. A young man sat on it, wearing headphones, and regardless of the people standing in the middle of the elevator, he forcibly squeezed the electric bike in. Everyone scrambled to avoid it, causing chaos in the cabin.
Those aunties who always love to mingle with commuters during the morning rush hour cursed loudly. The elevator was packed with people, but the corner where I stood was relatively calm.
The aunties who became fragile as soon as they got on the bus were vigorous and energetic at other times. Aunt, shoved by the robust figures of the aunties, was squeezed in front of me.
Instinctively, I reached out and wrapped my arm around Aunt's waist to stabilize her, then quickly turned my head to look for Mom.
Fortunately, at six feet tall, I stood out in the elevator, and I immediately saw Mom being squeezed from the middle to the corner, with at least three old ladies in front of her.
I wanted to go over and pull Mom over, but unfortunately, there were several aunties between us. I couldn't afford it! The distance between Mom and me was less than six feet, but it was packed with four old aunties. Plus, the electric bike in front blocked any movement, making it impossible to move.
The elevator doors struggled to close. Mom was sandwiched in the corner by a group of old aunties, serving as an alternative form of protection. Aunt was also surrounded by old ladies. In fact, there were only a few men in the entire elevator; two-thirds were elderly aunties.
Later, I found out that a supermarket had just opened today, and the first hundred customers could receive a free egg. Goodness, all the elderly in the entire neighborhood were in an uproar. Living in multi-million dollar houses, they almost all came out for a free egg.
Seeing that Mom was fine, I relaxed a bit. I felt a light scratch on my arm and remembered that I was still holding Aunt's tiny waist.
Aunt knew that my action was an instinctive reaction to protect her, not to take advantage of her, and she didn't blame me for putting my hand on a sensitive part of a girl without permission.
I quickly pulled my hand back. If I kept it there any longer, it would go from bravery to lust.
At this point, the elevator was packed with people. When I put my hand down, I accidentally brushed against the aunt standing beside me. She looked up at me with anger in her eyes, suddenly started sizing me up, smiled shyly, and gave me a coquettish glance.
Goosebumps instantly covered my body. I quickly turned my head slightly and took a deep breath of Aunt's refreshing scent to detoxify, preventing myself from fainting.
The elevator descended at a snail's pace. Aunt clung to me tightly, her body rubbing against mine intermittently as the crowd swayed. A faint fragrance reached my nostrils.
After the initial chaos, my body began to receive signals from the source of hormones, signaling an attack, and my penis slowly rose.
However, Aunt was too close to me, leaving little room for my penis to spread out. It couldn't straighten fully and could only barely land at the base of Aunt's plump and round hips.

Unfortunately, my aunt changed out of her dress for the upcoming trip and put on a pair of tight-fitting black jeans, which made her hips look even more firm and enticing. However, with several layers of clothing in between and the jeans' stiff material, the experience was far from pleasant; it was even somewhat painful. Nevertheless, waves of psychological pleasure washed over me, and I began to understand the existence of so-called "electric train perverts."

The risk of being discovered as I pressed my penis directly against my aunt's body in public, with my mother just a few steps away, combined with several stimulating factors, caused my glans to start secreting a little mucus.

I was torn between whether to take advantage of the situation and grope my aunt when suddenly, someone pinched my butt hard.

Startled and genuinely hurt, I instinctively thrust my hips forward, followed by a sharp pain shooting through my penis.

As we all know, bending a blood-engorged penis downward is excruciating. Although my aunt had soft, fleshy hips in front of me, due to the angle, my penis merely rubbed against her buttocks head-down.

That thrust almost broke my penis. My aunt stumbled forward, bumping into the aunt in front of her.

Fortunately, that aunt was easygoing and didn't make a big deal out of it after my aunt apologized repeatedly in a low voice.

After struggling to comfort the person she bumped into, my aunt wanted to confront me, but she was tightly squeezed by the crowd and couldn't move. So, she turned her head and looked at the wall.

Following my aunt's gaze, I saw her stern warning reflected on the glass wall.

I was truly wronged this time. Although I had evil thoughts, I hadn't acted on them yet. I inexplicably received a "yellow card," and my penis almost broke. In despair, I thought, "Since the dirt is already in my pants, it might as well be shit."

As the pain in my penis subsided slightly, I began to rub against my aunt's buttocks intentionally or unintentionally. Of course, it was vastly different from the experience of shoving my penis into the crevice of her hips where she only wore a thin layer of lace panties.

And when I say "buttocks," I actually mean the tight fabric suspended between her two fleshy hips. I was more enjoying the psychological thrill.

Before I could rub a few more times, my aunt noticed the abnormality below. Her left hand reached through the gap created by the luggage. I believe her intention was to pinch my thigh to stop my daring behavior.

However, it was rush hour, and people waiting outside insisted on squeezing in to try their luck, even though the elevator was already packed. They reluctantly retreated after hearing the elevator's alarm.

At that moment, the elevator stopped, and two more people squeezed in, making the cabin crowded and chaotic with shouting and swearing.

During that brief squeeze, my aunt's hand, which was aiming for my thigh, missed its mark and pinched my erect penis instead.

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Although my aunt was inexperienced in such matters, she naturally knew what the stick-like object between a man's legs was. She immediately withdrew her hand as if she had been electrocuted and instead elbowed me in the kidney.

I clutched my abdomen in pain but dared not make a sound, fearing my mother's attention.

My aunt's ears turned red, and I noticed through the mirror that the side of her face was also flushed. I knew she was on the verge of anger and didn't dare to misbehave again. I stuck my hand in my pocket and pressed down on my penis, trying to keep it from being mischievous.

The elevator stopped floor after floor, and finally, when we reached the ground floor, my aunt eagerly rushed out with the crowd, not forgetting to give me a hard stamp on the foot before leaving. Fortunately, my aunt was wearing sneakers today, not her fiery red stilettos.

Even before leaving the housing estate, just going downstairs, I was already bruised all over. I had a premonition that this trip would not be smooth.

"Hey, why are you running so fast?" My mother finally squeezed out of the elevator but found that my aunt had already disappeared at the gate, calling out to her in vain. Feeling guilty, I pulled my suitcase and followed my mother, but before we reached the door, my aunt hurried back.

"Why are you running so fast? Are you afraid there won't be seats? Hey, why is your face so red?" My aunt asked.

"It was too crowded in the elevator, and I felt suffocated. Give me the house keys; I forgot my sunglasses," my aunt explained.

To make up for my mistake, I volunteered, "I'll go! I'll go!" Without waiting for my aunt to agree, I left the two suitcases and rushed back, only to find that the elevator had already ascended and was stopping at every floor on the way up.

I felt anxious and vaguely realized that I had forgotten something important. When I turned around, I saw my mother and aunt pulling their luggage and disappearing at the door. I forgot about saving a seat! I have to stay close to my mother to ensure I sit with her.

They didn't even wait for me. But if I chased after them directly, I had already offended my aunt, and showing up empty-handed would make her even more furious, making her wait in the morning rush hour elevator line to fetch it herself. She would probably destroy me.

Thinking about it, at least I had Mi Huahua as a backup. Judging from her behavior that day, the little girl was still intelligent and should not cause the worst situation.

However, I didn't have the time to wait for the elevator. I turned and rushed into the staircase, relying on the handrail to rush up to the twentieth floor in one breath, almost collapsing afterward. After searching for a while, I finally got my aunt's aviator sunglasses from the bedside table and bounded down the stairs three steps at a time, rushing to catch the bus, but I was still a step too slow.

To my surprise, my mother was actually sitting with Mi Mingcheng. Mi Huahua was sitting angrily behind my aunt. I had actually had a glimmer of hope for her. The journey to Qiuling Village would take at least two or three hours. You should throw a tantrum and stick with your dad, dammit! When you yawn and lean your head, you can lean on Mi Mingcheng naturally, right? You don't need me to teach you that, do you? You really don't know anything.

I thought Mi Huahua was clever, and I'm glad I didn't impulsively recruit her as an ally; otherwise, I'd have to worry about bullets from the back of my head.

My mother and Mi Mingcheng sat in the first row on the right, while my aunt sat in the fourth row on the left by the window, with her suitcase beside her. I wondered if she deliberately placed it there to prevent me from sitting there.

"Liangliang, you were pretty fast. Why are you breathing so heavily?" My mother was surprised at my speed and asked. She naturally knew what the elevator was like at this hour.

Seeing my gaze flicker between her and Mi Mingcheng, my mother explained, "Uncle Mi thought the view here was nice and asked me to introduce it to him. Why don't you sit with your aunt or Mi Huahua?"

Mi Mingcheng smiled apologetically at me, which I saw as a provocation. What scenery could there be in this eighteen-line small city? I had to start considering making Mi Huahua "sit on my penis"!

Old Mi Mingcheng must have taken advantage of his image as someone who loves to travel everywhere and dragged my mother, a local, to explain the local customs to him. My mother couldn't refuse easily because of the favor he did yesterday by "consulting" me and because she was just acting as a tour guide.

Mi Huahua's mouth was almost puffed up like a pufferfish, suggesting she had protested but failed and was banished to the "frontier" two rows away. If I had been there, it wouldn't have come to this!

Everyone was seated, and I couldn't pull Mi Mingcheng out of his seat. If I were five years younger, I'd have the luxury of throwing a tantrum. However, my current goal was to shape the image of a mature man who could shield my mother from the wind and rain in her heart, not that of a child who follows her around and never grows up.

Swallowing my pride for now, I intended to sit with Mi Huahua. If anything happened, I'd have a hostage, right? But as I passed my aunt, she reached out and pushed a large suitcase in front of me.

Hmm? Was this aunt's suitcase before? I hadn't observed it closely before and had no impression. Surely Mi Mingcheng wouldn't be so ungentlemanly as to only help my mother with her luggage? It must be my aunt's doing again.

It seemed my aunt had activated revenge mode, but this was too childish, wasn't it? I handed my aunt the sunglasses. How heavy could a suitcase be? However, as soon as I picked it up, I noticed something was wrong. Although I had dragged it using the swivel wheels when leaving, it couldn't have been this heavy. It felt like I was holding two aunties. Had my aunt packed two bags of cement while I was away?

My aunt was watching me with schadenfreude. Fortunately, I had been secretly exercising, or I would have been really embarrassed. I took a deep breath, straightened my back, and strained, with veins popping out on my hands, lifting the suitcase like a weightlifter and stuffing it into the luggage rack. I felt the entire rack sink down.

I patted my hands and pretended to be nonchalant, even suppressing my breathlessness from running up and down twenty flights of stairs. My aunt pursed her lips, looking disappointed that she hadn't seen me make a fool of myself. I took the opportunity to sit down beside her.

I had to sit down. After climbing up and down continuously and running so far, and carrying such a heavy suitcase, my calves were trembling.

The bus slowly started. There were not only us on the bus but also a couple cuddling in the back, two middle-aged men, and a gray-haired old lady sitting separately, seemingly unfamiliar with each other.

My aunt turned back and glanced at Mi Huahua, who had already put on headphones and closed her eyes to rest.

Then, my aunt lowered her voice and scolded angrily, "You're getting bolder and bolder, aren't you? What did you do to me in the elevator just now?"

I had already thought of a strategy on the way here and immediately spoke righteously, turning the tables, "Then what did you do to me? In public, in broad daylight, you actually attacked your nephew's genitalia! If you really wanted to touch it, you could have just quietly asked me. It's not like we couldn't negotiate. Why act like a hooligan?"

"You!!"

My aunt was somewhat speechless. Accidentally pinching her nephew's penis was certainly not something to be proud of.

"I was squeezed by the crowd and accidentally touched you! Besides, why would I pinch you? Don't you have any idea?" she asked. "You were standing in the corner. Who could have squeezed you?"

I didn't expect to get away with it so easily, so I pouted and said, "My handsome big aunt lets me get molested. Instead of standing up for me, you wrongfully accuse me. This life is unlivable!"

I recounted to my aunt the incident where I accidentally bumped into the lady next to me and how she subsequently pinched my butt. Although the subsequent "friction" was actually spontaneous on my part, aside from the initial accidental bump into my aunt's butt, I naturally shifted all the blame onto that lady. Getting pinched on the butt by her was a case of "making the best use of a bad situation."
My aunt looked at me with a mixture of belief and skepticism, with doubt clearly outweighing the former. To play up my plight, I rubbed my butt a few times; the area was still sore. Suddenly, I felt something in my pants pocket.
I pulled it out and found it was a supermarket voucher for free eggs, with a phone number scribbled in crooked capital letters using a carbon pen.
Lady, that's really going too far!!!
No wonder she was smiling so ambiguously. Lady, are you still playing it so trendy even after menopause?!
My face turned pale with frustration. In that cramped space, where did she even pull out a pen to write down the number? And I stood right next to her, completely unaware.
My aunt reached over, grabbed the paper, examined it for a while, and then tucked it into her purse. The dark clouds on her face cleared, and she giggled happily.
My emotions were mixed. Although I had somehow managed to get past my aunt, I had been a bit worried she might actually check the elevator surveillance footage. But now, being misunderstood and "noticed" by a lady who lives in the same building, and not even remembering her face, I wondered if this might become a potential problem in the future.
Within an hour, the car had driven out of the city and stopped in a small village.
I thought we had arrived at our destination so quickly. Suddenly, someone patted my shoulder. I turned around and saw it was the grandmother sitting in the back row.
"Young man, thank you for helping me lift my suitcase up. Could you please do me another favor and help me bring it down? I've reached my stop."
The grandmother had a kind and benevolent appearance, which instantly made people feel close to her. I looked at my aunt, but she turned her head, pretending to look at the scenery outside the window.
It dawned on me that the sudden weight of my aunt's luggage was a case of "substitution"!

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Although my aunt’s childish behavior made me laugh, I naturally would not refuse such a small thing. I pulled the large suitcase off the shelf with difficulty and gently put it on the ground.

“Auntie, what is in your suitcase? Why is it so heavy?” I asked curiously. Unloading is not much easier than putting it on. Fortunately, after resting for so long, my physical strength has almost recovered. It’s good to be young.

The old lady thanked me repeatedly and said embarrassedly: “I went to the city to see my son and brought him some sweet potatoes grown in my own fields from my hometown. My daughter-in-law is a city person and thinks it’s dirty, so I had to take it back. Alas, we have saved so much, and my husband and I can’t finish it. It will go bad before we eat half of it. It’s really a waste of food.”

What’s strange is that I don’t think her daughter-in-law is too much, I just think her son is a piece of shit. The old lady looked quite old. She had traveled thousands of miles alone to see her son with such a heavy thing. Just because of a word from her daughter-in-law, she had to carry it back alone? As a man and a son, is this all she can do?

The generous aunt came online. She took out 500 yuan from her wallet and handed it to the old lady, smiling and saying, "Auntie, since you can't finish it, why not sell it to me. It just so happens that I have a large family, especially my grandson, who likes to eat sweet potatoes very much."

As expected, the aunt patted my shoulder, and the old lady looked at me in surprise.

"Oh, big sister, I didn't realize that your grandson is so old. I thought you were at most 27 or 28 years old. This is too much money. You city people don't understand the market. In our village, such a little sweet potato is worth at most a few dozen yuan, so we don't need so much." The old lady pushed the money handed over by the aunt back again and again. It can be seen that she is an honest and decent person.

The aunt smiled and said, "Aunt, you have a good eye. I am just 28 years old this year and I am not married yet. This child is certainly not my grandson. I found him next to the trash can that year. He looked cute, so I took him home to raise him. I didn't expect him to be more naughty as he grew up. However, these are grown by your own family for your son to eat. They must be pure green food that has been carefully cared for. We still got a bargain. Of course, we can't calculate it according to the market price. Besides, I don't have a bag to pack it, and I bought the box at the same time. Don't complain about the small amount." The aunt handed over the money again. The old lady couldn't digest the amazing amount of information in the aunt's words for a while. When she came to her senses, 500 yuan had been stuffed into her hand. The old lady hurriedly refused again, but after a shove with national conditions, the old lady finally accepted the money and left happily. The aunt's grasp of people's hearts can be seen. Whether it is 500 or 5,000, it makes no difference to the aunt. As for the honest aunt, the higher the price you offer, the greater the pressure and guilt she feels, and she can't live with her conscience. The number of five hundred is precise and elegant.

But my aunt is really unrestrained when it comes to her words. She dares to say anything, which makes me sweat coldly. Fortunately, my mother is far away and didn't notice the movement here.

I naturally didn't dare to argue with my aunt about stealing my mother's underwear. Although I didn't do it, it's embarrassing enough to argue with others in public that I didn't steal my mother's underwear.

Looking at the full box of sweet potatoes, I fell into deep thought. Have you ever heard of someone traveling with a box of sweet potatoes? If the bus has to stop far away from that hilly village, I have to carry this box all the way there. The wheels at the bottom can't bear this weight for long.

"Grandson, what are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and put the box on." My aunt lay on the backrest and gave orders, becoming a hands-off boss.

I said with some dissatisfaction: "You really don't have to worry about your waist when you sit down and talk. Do you know how heavy this box is?"

I was just complaining routinely. I didn't expect my aunt, who was born in a wealthy family, to go to the grassroots to experience the suffering of the people.

Who knew that my aunt stood up and waved her hand at me, saying disdainfully: "Get out! Useless thing! Did your aunt work for so many years in vain? I only need 30% of my strength, and it's easy as pie."

My aunt rolled up her sleeves - although the short-sleeved shirt on her body didn't have this function - and then her delicate hands grasped the handle. Just as she was about to exert force, several more people got on the car.

I quickly stepped aside from the middle of the corridor and made way. My aunt also stopped her hand temporarily.

I saw two little girls with retro non-mainstream hairstyles, colorful dyed hair, exaggerated beauty contact lenses, super short shorts and belly-exposing clothes walked in one after another. They each had a butterfly tattooed on their white thighs and two flower arms, afraid that others would not know that they were "good girls", and they were just short of putting two bags of cement in their pockets to show their "personality".

After they got on the bus, they scanned the car from left to right, and their eyes were immediately on me, looking me up and down without any shyness. But there was no further action, just flashing electricity at me all the way, and then passed by me.

Then a middle-aged man with a face full of flesh and a few centimeters scar on the left cheek boarded the second floor of the bus.

Scarface also scanned the car, and when he saw my mother, his eyes almost popped out, but he looked at Mi Mingcheng next to him a few times, looking a little annoyed.

Scarface continued to look around, and then he saw my aunt, and then quickly looked at my mother a few times, the lust on his face was hard to hide, and his saliva was almost flowing out.

I stared at him coldly. I felt so bitter watching my mother and Mi Mingcheng talking and laughing along the way. Now here comes another blind man. Mi Mingcheng, I can't move for the time being, but if you dare to say a word to my mother, I won't let you go to the hospital today, and I won't be surnamed Zhao!

Scarface obviously noticed my sight and put on a gangster look, trying to scare me away with his fierce eyes and scar on his face. Unfortunately, this trick can scare elementary school students and junior high school students, but I am a high school student and I don't buy it at all.

Scarface saw that I was unmoved, his face was a little unhappy, but he didn't make trouble, and walked to the back of the car muttering. When he passed by Mi Huahua, he paused again, and I resisted kicking him in the waist.

Aunt didn't even look at Scarface, as if in her eyes, this kind of person was like air, and it didn't affect her mood at all.

Just as the aunt was about to continue to show off her power, another person came up. This time it was a girl, tall, with long flowing hair, dark red gradient hair tips and a black and red gradient long skirt, exuding a cold and elegant temperament.

Unfortunately, she is not very beautiful, and can only be regarded as a beauty in the general sense. But if she puts on makeup, she can also be regarded as an abstinence goddess who can gain countless licking dogs. Her cold and indifferent temperament can simply arouse the desire to conquer in a man's heart.

The long-haired beauty lowered her head slightly and walked straight into the car. My eyes couldn't help but follow her figure, but I found that she actually walked straight to the back of the car. The scarred face was sitting on the bench in the last row, hugging two little girls on his left and right.

Fortunately, the cold and beautiful woman did not sit on the scarred face. When the long-haired beauty walked to the second to last row, she stopped and sat by the window. She leaned against the windowsill, holding her cheek, looking into the distance, with a hint of sadness in her eyes.

This long-haired beauty must know those three people, otherwise most people would try to stay away from Scarface to avoid trouble. What's more, such a single girl actually sat near that person so naturally.

My intuition told me that something unfortunate must have happened to this young lady, and it was probably related to the three people behind.

I sighed a little, but I would not be so self-indulgent as to take the initiative to get to know a stranger in depth. I am not Superman, and I can't prevent all misfortunes. All I can do is to protect the people around me as much as I can, that's all.

After waiting for a while, the aunt saw that no one got on the bus, so she held the handle of the box again, and tried hard, but couldn't lift it up.

The aunt blushed and glared at me who was gloating. She spit a few unwarranted saliva on both hands, as if this would give her more strength.

Aunt took a deep breath, lowered her waist and squatted, holding the handle with one hand and supporting the bottom of the box with the other, trying her best to lift it up. The large suitcase full of sweet potatoes trembled and slowly began to rise.

Aunt's pretty face flushed, and her thighs shook violently. She lifted the box higher and higher, and she had already held it to her chest.

Mom had heard the movement here a long time ago. After seeing that it was Aunt again, she rolled her eyes and didn't bother to pay attention.

"Waist! Waist! Waist! Waist!" Aunt had lifted it to the last moment, but the box stopped at her shoulder and didn't move anymore. She couldn't go up, and she was unwilling to put it down. Aunt's strength is really amazing. If it wasn't for the fact that she had a stomachache yesterday and weakened her physical strength, it would really be possible for Aunt to lift it up.

I was also worried that Aunt would get hurt. When I heard Aunt shouting, my first reaction was not to help Aunt take the box, but to press my hands on Aunt's waist.

The aunt's shirt was lifted by her raised arms, revealing a small section of her white waistline. When I pressed my hand on it, half of my palm directly touched the aunt's delicate skin.

My heart was moved, but I immediately turned my head to observe the carriage: the young couple was hugging each other, each with a headset and watching iPad; the two men were very confident about the time it would take to reach their respective destinations, and they had already fallen asleep; the scarred man pressed a little girl on the seat and kissed her as if no one was around; the long-haired girl was still staring blankly out the window, just like when she just got on the bus; as for Mi Huahua, this silly goose wore headphones and closed her eyes from beginning to end, and I don’t know if she fell asleep. Why didn’t she know to pester Mi Mingcheng?

After confirming that the environment was safe, there was no risk of exposure and being taken advantage of. Aunt had no time to care about anything else at this time, so I secretly put my hand in from the hem of her shirt, and pressed my two hot palms on her willow waist respectively.

I asked in a fake tone, "Waist? What's wrong with your waist? Let me see."

I had the upper hand, but I couldn't lose my position. I didn't dare to be too blatant. I gently rubbed my aunt's delicate skin back and forth, pretending to check something.

My aunt's slender waist was so thin that the fingertips of both hands almost touched each other.

My aunt perfectly combined the strength and softness of a woman. Her fingertips scraped up and down the waistline of my aunt that was faintly visible due to excessive force, and slid along the clear curve.

I noticed that all the goose bumps on my aunt's hands exploded. A girl's waist is definitely a forbidden area, not to mention that there is no clothing to block it, and direct skin-to-skin contact.

My overly intimate behavior made my aunt uncomfortable, but she couldn't get away at this time. My aunt clenched her teeth and couldn't say anything. Her strength had been almost exhausted.

I was so proud that I accidentally poked my aunt's slender oval belly button with my right middle finger. My aunt trembled all over and shouted like thunder: "I! Say! My waist! Is! About! To! Break! Ah!!!"

My aunt got the strength from nowhere. Did my middle finger give her true energy?

My aunt lifted the suitcase with a jerk and threw it into the luggage rack. The whole row of racks shook violently, as if there was a risk of breaking at any time.

Since I accidentally stimulated my aunt's little universe, I had already pulled out my evil hand and pulled up my aunt's top to cover the exposed curves.

I found Mi Huahua staring at me with wide eyes. This little girl has no other skills, how can she always catch my flaws? Is she my destined nemesis? ! I don't know if she saw me putting my hands into my aunt's clothes.

Aunt bent down, supported her knees with both hands and panted, remembering that this posture just exposed her buttocks to me. Aunt quickly turned around, but found that everyone in the car was looking at her, except my mother, who was calm and steady. It was obvious that she was used to her sister's erratic behavior. Aunt said sorry a little embarrassedly. Her good upbringing made her feel ashamed of her loud noise in public. After apologizing, she sat down quickly, and then she remembered that I, the "culprit", was still standing there. Aunt grabbed my clothes and pulled them down, and I was dragged to the chair next to her. "I think you are increasingly looking down on me, your aunt? Are you addicted to taking advantage of me? Or do you think I don't know your little thoughts?" Aunt's voice was full of anger, but she still tried her best to control the volume. I regretted my actions a little bit, because Aunt's "tofu" is not so "easy to eat". Aunt and mother have completely different personalities. She is not the kind of person who can take things slowly like mother. After my observations over the past few days, Aunt should be more susceptible to tough tactics and desire the feeling of being conquered. My petty theft will reduce Aunt's favorability towards me.

With Aunt's experience, my little tricks will naturally not be hidden from her. At the moment, I could only argue: "You shouted so urgently just now, and didn't say clearly, I thought there was something wrong with your waist, so I had to hold your waist."

"I asked you to take the box over, who asked you to hold my waist? Besides, it would be fine if you just held it, but why did you put your claws into my clothes and touch it randomly?" Aunt questioned.

"I'm not just trying to confirm whether you are injured..." I stammered.

"Go away." Aunt waved her hand impatiently, "I don't want to see you anymore, go to the back and sit with Mi Huahua."

Aunt's attitude was firm, and I could only get up in anger.

Mi Huahua, this silly goose, has been wearing headphones and closing her eyes since she got on the bus. She has no intention of taking the initiative. Is she thinking that "there is everything in dreams"?

When I stood up, Mi Huahua just picked up her phone and clicked the screen. My eyes subconsciously focused on the screen. I thought she was listening to music, or at least novels or crosstalk. I never expected that "Unit 12" would scroll back and forth on the screen.

How big is this silly goose's heart to still be in the mood to listen to English listening at this time!

Chapter 48

The evaluation of Mi Mi Hua Hua in my heart has been downgraded from "respectable opponent" to "stay in hospital for observation". However, I did not conclude that Mi Mi Hua Hua was only capable of this. What if this was just a carefully planned play, pretending to be a harmless girl to relax her mother's vigilance and then find an opportunity to succeed in one fell swoop?

Mi Hua Hua was sitting in the aisle seat. Obviously, she saw me walking towards her, but she had no intention of getting up to give her seat. She even deliberately crossed her legs, completely blocking the only remaining gap. It's a pity that she was wearing a pink sportswear today, without any "benefits" to speak of.

I was full of doubts, and I really couldn't remember where I had offended this silly goose. Wasn't the matter of the day before yesterday already over?

Mi Hua Hua crossed her arms, raised her little head and stared at me hard. The forehead hidden under her bangs was almost stretched out by her forehead wrinkles, just like the head teacher preparing to scold the students.

Looking at her attitude, this guy is not going to blame me for Mi Mingcheng and my mother sitting together?

I was a little speechless. It was obviously you who was on the bus from the beginning, but when the seats were assigned, you were assigned to the "frontier". You didn't play any role at all, and you didn't make progress. You huddled in your seat and acted pitiful. Do you expect Mi Mingcheng to have a change of heart and feel that his precious daughter is lonely, so he will take the initiative to accompany you?

Mi Huahua and I stared at each other for a while. Forget it, if you don't want to sit, then don't sit. There are still a lot of empty seats on the bus. I was too lazy to argue with this stupid goose, so I turned around and walked to the back.

I just took two steps and noticed that something was wrong. The little girl who was kissing Scarface passionately had already leaned against another companion to play with her mobile phone, and the scarface had secretly sat behind the long-haired beauty without knowing when. At this time, he was standing up slightly and holding his mobile phone and reaching forward little by little.

The long-haired girl had fallen asleep leaning against the back of the chair. She was wearing a black long skirt. Although it was not a low-cut design and the neckline was only open to the chest, due to her posture at this time, the neckline of the clothes was not tightly attached to the skin, but slightly arched.

Scarface obviously wanted to secretly take pictures of the spring scenery leaking from the girl's chest.

I got angry all of a sudden. Although I don't think I'm a noble person, if I choose to stand by and turn a blind eye to injustice, I would be too sorry for my mother's broken belt for so many years.

I walked up quickly, and the footsteps were a little unsuppressed. Scarface heard the movement and noticed my approach. He panicked and accidentally hit the long-haired girl's head.

The girl with a cold temperament was awakened all of a sudden. When she looked back, she found that it was Scarface who was playing tricks. Her face was shocked and angry, but she didn't say anything. She turned her head silently, straightened her clothes, and stared at the scenery outside the window in a daze.

Scarface moved his buttocks and sat back in the middle, lowering his head to operate on his mobile phone.

Seeing the reaction of the long-haired girl, I was even more angry. I walked straight to Scarface and stood still, looking down at him, and said word by word: "What were you doing just now?!"

Scarface was obviously an old hand. He grinned and showed a mouthful of yellow teeth. He answered calmly: "Oh, the mobile phone signal is a bit poor. I wondered if it would be better if I got closer to the window. The result was still the same. China Unicom's signal is really rubbish."

"Really? How can I see that you turned on the camera in the reflection of the window? What brand of mobile phone does this big brother use? Is he using the camera to search for signals?"

Scarface's hand was not extended far before I found it. Naturally, I couldn't see the so-called reflection, but when dealing with such a big and strong man, he would not notice such details.

"Camera? I just touched it accidentally. Is it illegal? What's wrong with you? You can go away, kid. I want to sleep for a while. Don't bother me, otherwise you will regret it, haha." Scarface crossed his legs calmly with a contemptuous expression on his face, and he was sure that I dared not meddle in other people's business. I was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and said straight to the point: "I know you want to take a sneak shot of that girl. You are such a grown-up, can you have some shame? If you dare to take advantage of someone's misfortune again, I will call the police immediately." "Hey, hey, hey, you can eat whatever you want, but you can't say whatever you want! What right do you have to slander me for taking a sneak shot? What evidence do you have? I want to sue you for defamation!" Scarface looked so proud and confident, it seemed that the evidence had been cleared when he was operating the phone. I was irritated by Scarface's rogue look, and the way he looked at my mother and aunt when we got on the bus earlier. With new and old hatreds piled up, my patience was exhausted, and I blurted out: "Stupid, if you don't have a brain, drink more Six Walnuts. What's the point of just deleting the data on your phone? Don't you know there are surveillance cameras in the car?!"

This middle-aged social man obviously didn't expect that a young boy would dare to talk to him like this. He felt that he had been in vain for so many years?

Scarface stood up immediately, his eyes flashed fiercely, and threatened viciously: "Fuck you, stinky boy! You'd better open your eyes for me! Dare to meddle in your grandfather's business, are you in a hurry to reincarnate?! I think your little white face is pretty good, do you want me to help you carve a few flowers on it to decorate it?!"

As he said, Scarface's right hand had already reached into his waist, as if holding something.

The middle-aged man in front of me with a hideous face and a face full of flesh is only one sole taller than Mi Huahua. He has some muscles on his arms, but he poses no threat to me. I can lift him up with one hand.

I will not be easily scared away by him. I stare at his back hand. No matter what confidence he has, I am sure that I can break his nose the moment he makes a move.

On the surface, I look as steady as an old dog, but to be fair, I am still very nervous inside. Not to mention that I haven't fought for many years, this short middle-aged man in front of me is not a junior high school bully. The hideous tattoos on Scarface's body alone have a certain deterrent effect on ordinary people. In addition, the conspicuous scar on his face does not look like it was cut while cooking.

I tensed all the muscles in my body, making sure to knock Scarface down in the shortest time when he loses his temper.

The two sides were on the verge of a fight. Seeing that I was so ignorant, Scarface's hand on my lower back began to twitch slowly.

I clenched my right fist and was about to hit him. The long-haired girl suddenly turned her head and looked at me. She had a disgusted expression on her face and shouted loudly:

"I hate men like you who think you are handsome and want to show off and attract girls' attention. I already have a boyfriend and I won't give you a chance! Stay away from me!"

I was stunned for a moment, and my brain didn't react. If Scarface suddenly attacked at this time, I'm afraid I would have to explain here.

What the hell is this? I actually became the one being condemned?

Scarface said with ecstasy: "Xiaoxi, you finally admit that I am your boyfriend? Hahaha, you heard it, kid, don't bother yourself here, I'm in a good mood now, let you go, get out of here quickly."

Am I really self-indulgent? They were originally a couple, just having a quarrel?

No, it's impossible. Judging from the performance of the two people, how could the girl named Xiaoxi be the girlfriend of the scarred girl? What's more, the scarred girl was intimate with two little girls in front of her. If there was no trace of rationality, I'm afraid the scarred girl would have started to take off his pants.

The truth of the matter is closer to that the scarred girl was entangled with this girl.

However, the accusation from the real owner made me at a loss. I thought that my brave act had become a joke. After all this time, the clown was actually me?

I stood there blankly, feeling aggrieved that I helped the old lady with good intentions but was blackmailed into bankruptcy.

The two spirited girls put down their mobile phones and looked at me jokingly. I felt that the eyes of everyone in the car were focused on me, except for Mimi Huahua, the silly goose.

My mother naturally heard the movement and stood up to come over to ask about the situation. However, my aunt took the lead to stop my mother, twisting her waist and swaying over.

When she was still two steps away from me, my aunt suddenly rushed over, stood on tiptoe and kissed me on the cheek, and said in a coquettish voice:

"Okay, okay, baby is wrong. Baby doesn't dislike you for not being able to satisfy me in bed. Maybe you have been under too much mental pressure recently. I have explained to you about those men on WeChat. They were the ones who took the initiative to chat with me. I only gave them their numbers out of politeness. They kindly invited me to drink, and I couldn't refuse. After all, more friends mean more ways. I came back before two o'clock. We are just friends. Nothing happened. Why are you so petty? Baby, promise not to go out with them again, okay? I promised to accompany you to the hilly village. Even if you want to find someone to annoy me, you have to find someone who is a little better looking. Be good, stop making trouble, let's go~"

I was hit hard again. I don't know what the aunt is up to.

Scarface's expression changed from shock to jealousy, and then to greed. His face no longer had the smile he had before, and his mood was uncertain.

Seeing that I was still standing there stupidly, my aunt gently pinched my arm, which made me grimace in pain, and I hurriedly followed my aunt back to my seat.

For some reason, my mother stopped when my aunt stood up. At this time, my mother opened her mouth wide and stared at us in amazement, her face full of shock.

My aunt's voice was not loud, and only a few people around could hear it. However, my mother still clearly saw my aunt throw herself into my arms and kiss me on the face. Although it was just a kiss on the cheek, this move was enough to shock my mother for a whole year.

Chapter 49

Auntie sat on the chair and winked at my mother, who then slowly sat down, but she no longer had the heart to pay attention to Mi Mingcheng's words, and she looked back at us from time to time.

I was a little confused. I had just made Auntie angry, but I had to trouble her to come and help me out. Although I felt embarrassed, what was going on with Auntie's long and inexplicable words and that sudden kiss?

A lot of questions were circling in my mind, and I didn't know what to say first. My mind was hot, and I blurted out: "You just said you were my grandma, and now you're my girlfriend. Our relationship is a bit complicated."

Before I finished speaking, I instinctively dodged to the side, and Auntie's elbow had already hit the back of the chair heavily. Although it was covered with a layer of cushions, Auntie's powerful blow still hit the stainless steel inside.

Aunt didn't expect me to dare to hide. She grimaced in pain and rubbed her elbow frantically. I saw that I had caused a big disaster again, and cursed myself for being mean. I hadn't settled the old account yet and I had a new one.

I quickly pulled Aunt's arm and massaged her. Aunt struggled a few times and accidentally knocked my finger on the armrest. I gasped in pain, but didn't let go of Aunt's arm.

Seeing that Aunt's attitude had eased, my whole heart was relieved. I supported Aunt's arm with one hand and silently rubbed her injured elbow with the other hand. This time I was honest and didn't dare to do anything frivolous.

After rubbing it gently for a while, Aunt's expression was relieved a lot, and it seemed that she was not so uncomfortable.

"Thank you for helping me out, I..."

"I know." Aunt interrupted me.

"No, I haven't finished talking yet, and you know it?" I asked in surprise.

My aunt sat up with dissatisfaction and rolled her eyes at me, then lay back down and slowly said, "Have you forgotten what your aunt does? Although I don't know the whole story, if I don't have this logical analysis ability, my clinic would have closed long ago."

"Although you are in adolescence and your hormones that have nowhere to vent make you a little impulsive, apart from your lust, I still have some recognition of your character. I believe you must have discovered something to rush over rashly."

"The girl's temperament is okay, but her appearance is average. To be fair, she is not worthy of you, and you don't like her. After all, you don't care much about those flowers and plants. . "

"Huh? Mi Huahua is so beautiful, why don't you care? Don't you, a mother-loving demon, have abnormal feelings for your mother because of your excessive attachment to her, but you just like older women? Then am I in danger? Bah, bah, bah, I'm still young!"

"In short, you have no reason to do what she said, just to attract her attention and get into a conflict with a dangerous person who has been in society for many years. It's better to chase Mi Huahua, at least you can disgust your competitors, but it doesn't work in terms of benefits."

Auntie began to talk about her views again, and almost revealed my thoughts.

To say that Mi Mi Huahua is both beautiful and cute, I don't have a bad impression of her. It would be a lie to say that I am not attracted to her. I even have a strong desire to protect her. However, compared with my mother and aunt, she is not so attractive to me, and her rank in my heart is naturally lower.

And auntie has long been included in the ranks of "special attention". If she knew that I was really after her, this crazy woman might do something to kill her relatives for the sake of justice.

Although my aunt must have a prejudice against my lust, knowing that she still trusted me made me feel better.

Under my unremitting massage, my aunt looked much better. But I still didn't let go of my aunt's hand and continued to gently rub the tender flesh on her elbow. My aunt seemed to feel quite comfortable and didn't stop me.

I was silent for a while, and my mood still didn't recover. I was still a little depressed, and whispered: "I saw that scarred face trying to take a sneak shot of that girl. I was obviously helping her to fight for justice, but why did she..."

"Silly boy, that girl was trying to protect you." My aunt calmly told a possibility that I didn't realize at all. Or I was too wronged and ashamed at the time, and my brain had forgotten to think. Now calm down and think about it, what my aunt said does make sense.

"Although you are tall and strong, you can tell at a glance that you are just a student who has not grown out of his childishness. And you may be facing a vicious gangster. You think you are taller and stronger than him, so you think you can easily suppress him. You are young and hot-tempered, and you don't know how to leave a step before him, forcing him to draw his weapon."

"I won't say that he can have a deadly weapon like a gun. Even if he does, he won't be stupid enough to pull out a gun in public. But even if he pulls out a dagger, you are not a martial artist. What effect can the muscles you secretly trained at home have in front of the knife?"

"No matter where you were cut, you, a child who grew up in a peaceful world, must be panicked. There are not many wars. Most of your fighting power is gone. If you get stabbed, will you let your mother live? So I said that girl was protecting you, and she even pushed herself a step closer to the fire pit. She is a good person. " Liangliang, you have to remember that it is a good thing to be brave and righteous, provided that you can ensure your own safety, not just relying on passion and brute force. You are not the protagonist of a boy's comic. You don't have a bottomless health bar, and the more you are injured, the stronger your fighting power. Brains are much more practical than muscles. "Auntie's analysis hit the nail on the head. I relied on the physical fitness added by the system, plus the difference in size, and even subconsciously thought that although the system had a low sense of presence, it would never let the host die in the hands of an ordinary person and remain indifferent. I did underestimate the enemy. As for the situation just now, I should have chosen a tactical retreat after Scarface deleted the data on his phone, instead of continuing to provoke a middle-aged man whose threat level was unknown. Even rabbits bite when they are anxious, not to mention that he is not a good person. "Then how should I help her? Call the police quietly?" I asked.

"Haha, if the matter is so simple that it can be solved by calling the police, do you think that girl's mobile phone doesn't even have 110 buttons?" Auntie asked back.

I said anxiously: "My ability is indeed not enough, but you should be able to help her, why don't you do anything?"

I was a little excited and accidentally used too much force on my hands.

My aunt shook off my hand in pain, looked at me like an idiot and said, "Who do you think your aunt is? Is she the Queen of England or an American SHIELD agent? She is always followed by a large army when she goes out? Or have you watched too much TV and think that I can summon a city soldier to help me sweep the army with just a wave of my hand? Although the Zhao family did plant some pawns in the city because of you and your son, those people exist to protect you. Do you want them to expose their existence for a stranger? If this is the territory of the Zhao family, your aunt can find out everything about that man with just one phone call. Even if he is as clean as a white lotus, it depends on my mood to sentence him to a few years. But here, I have done everything I can and helped as much as I can. I have done my best." I seem to have heard some incredible secrets again. So my grandfather has always arranged people to silently protect my mother and me? Then why didn't anyone come down from the sky to save me from the water and fire when I was robbed by a few senior hooligans when I was a child? My aunt seemed to see through my thoughts and sneered, "So you are too naive. What do you think protection is? Like a Zhongnanhai bodyguard, they follow you closely, come whenever you are called, and help you beat up anyone you don't like?

They protect your family at a higher level to ensure that Zhao's competitors can't use you and your son to do anything.

As for your personal safety, the level of protection for your mother is naturally higher than yours. As for you, in the words of your grandfather, boys have to go through the wind and rain to grow into a towering tree. Flowers in the greenhouse are just for people to watch.

Before you go to junior high school, as long as your life is not threatened, naturally no one will jump out to stand up for you. From junior high school onwards, except for deliberate revenge from competitors, everything else depends on your own luck."

I suddenly felt how my ordinary life suddenly became like a spy war blockbuster, full of dangers. Then would my secret reading of pornographic books have been exposed long ago?

The aunt crossed her arms, silently looked at the scenery outside the window, and sighed: "I tell you this because you have grown up, and you need to have a bottom line in your heart. Carrying this bloodline, you are destined not to be an ordinary person.

Your grandfather always said that the Zhao family has committed too many sins, and the retribution is that the incense cannot be continued. Your uncle also has only one daughter, but fortunately you took the surname Zhao by mistake. Now the Zhao family has the only closest male heir.

Don't have too much pressure. I have been urged to get married by that conservative old man for more than ten years, but I still live a carefree life alone.

Before you graduate from college, your grandfather will not bother you. If you want to give up the family fortune of tens of billions and choose to start a career on your own, my aunt will stand by you. "

I said with a firm face and an obligation: "Thank you for your support. But my mother and teacher have taught me to respect the elderly and love the young since I was a child. Grandpa is so old, how can I refuse his kindness? The gift of the elders cannot be refused, and I can't refuse it for emotional and logical reasons. Since I took the surname Zhao, I should take this responsibility. Who else but me?"

"Excuse me, will the money be transferred to my card as soon as I graduate from college? If it is deposited in Yu'ebao, how much interest should it have on that day..." I said jokingly.

Chapter 50

Aunt rolled her eyes at me and said unhappily: "Look at your little achievement! Do you think it's so easy to be the head of the Zhao family? What's the use of so much money? You are just a canary in a cage made of gold. Do you know how many pairs of hunters' eyes are staring at you every day? Otherwise, why do you think your mother tried her best to escape from there?"

Aunt shook her head imperceptibly, turned her head to look outside the car, and whispered softly: "Is it really worth it to exchange a lifetime of freedom for wealth and glory?"

Seeing that Aunt seemed really disappointed, I hurriedly pulled Aunt's sleeve and flattered: "Just a joke, just a joke! I must study hard and make progress every day! A man should make a name for himself instead of relying on the family's shadow. Then I will give you a big villa!"

Money is important to me, but it is not the only thing. My biggest dream is to hug my mother on the left, hold Aunt on the right, sit on Mihuahua on my lap, and live such an ordinary life.

The aunt shook her arm and broke free from my hand, but she still refused to turn her head back, and said angrily: "Go away! I see you are so angry, you should keep it to honor your mother!"

Although she said so, I saw a smile on the corner of the aunt's mouth.

"Live together! Live together! You and mom are from the same mother, and you are my dearest aunt. Of course I have to honor you. Besides, such a big house, mom will be lonely alone. Aunt, you must come to visit us when the time comes. If you bring Mi Huahua over, it will be perfect, and the family will be happy..."

I was a little too proud for a moment, and accidentally exposed my ultimate goal.

My aunt suddenly turned her head back, looked at me jokingly and said, "Oh? It seems that you are ambitious. Not only have you taken your mother, but you have also arranged for Mi Huahua. Even your aunt has planned it out. What's the matter? Is it you, Liangliang, who is too proud, or is your aunt too weak to lift the knife?"

I hurriedly explained, "Well, I mean that we should get together often. Didn't you say that you like Mi Huahua very much? Isn't this also for your sake?"

My aunt suddenly looked serious and said word by word, " Liangliang, you have to remember that without ambition, how can you be called a man. But at the same time, you must have the ability to control this ambition, otherwise it will just be a whimsical joke, understand?"

I don't quite understand what my aunt said. Is my aunt trying to persuade me to give up this unrealistic fantasy, or is she hinting that as long as I am capable enough, it is not impossible to sleep with her?

No matter what my aunt meant, I don't know where the topic will go if I continue. I quickly changed the subject and said, "Follow your aunt's instructions! You just said you helped that girl, how did you help her? Why didn't I notice anything?"

"Think about it yourself, what kind of woman is your aunt like just now?"

Aunt's mood changed quickly, without any hindrance, and now she had a smug expression, as if the serious aunt just now just got the wrong script.

"Uh..."

"Speak boldly, what's the taboo about talking to me, I'm not your mother's little heart."

"Like... like... like a... unsatisfied slut?"

I was very nervous, afraid that my aunt's jade hand would leave a mark on my face in the next second. But my aunt nodded approvingly.

"Yes, that's right. A hungry young woman who can't get satisfaction in bed and is easy to get."

"Why..."

Aunt interrupted my question and then guided me: "How do you think I compare with that girl?"

"How can we compare?! You are a fairy in the sky, and she is just a top star in the world, not on the same level."

I hurriedly expressed my opinion, but Aunt nodded again, and took it all for granted.

"For that old thug, a beautiful woman who looks better, has a better figure, better temperament, and is easy to seduce than his current target will naturally become his new prey."

I thought: "It means that you have pulled his 'hatred' to yourself, so that he will not bother the girl for the time being?"

Auntie smiled proudly: "Have you forgotten that you are still her 'boyfriend'? I specifically stated that I will not secretly go out with other men again. Then the premise for him to get me is naturally to kill you first, so you are his first target. You must withstand the pressure, otherwise your 'girlfriend' will be in danger, hahahaha..."

Why do I feel that you are not under any pressure when being targeted by a dangerous person...

"Then what is the meaning of your kiss on me? This set of words alone is enough to temporarily help the girl get rid of harassment, right? Are you taking advantage of me?"

It's strange that I can have an academic discussion with my aunt about "Why did you kiss me" so calmly, as if it was just a casual chat about what to eat for lunch. If it were my mother, I would never dare to do that, and of course my mother would not give me such an opportunity.

My aunt smiled evilly at me, raised her eyebrows, and said sinisterly: "Of course he is taking advantage of you. If he originally only wanted to stab you once, after my further stimulation, he will not hesitate to shoot you twice. For example, it's like you saw your mother kiss Mi Mingcheng in front of you, how would you feel? That's how the old gangster felt at that time."

My aunt's apt metaphor made me sick. Although I haven't got my mother yet, I have already decided that my mother is my woman in my heart, and naturally I can't tolerate others getting involved.

And the scarred face is the same. He has long regarded this horny slut as his woman. I'm afraid he wants to cut me into pieces now.

Is this my aunt's bad taste, or does my aunt want to play a big game and take the opportunity to hone me intentionally or unintentionally?

I thought for a while and pointed out the blind spot: "That's not right. Everyone will go their separate ways after getting off the bus. There is no point in your operation."

Auntie knocked on my head and said angrily: "In today's society, information is the most important. Whoever can grasp the information more quickly, more comprehensively and more accurately will be invincible.

You must not have noticed that this bus only stops at three places in total. It has stopped twice before. The remaining people, as long as they have not missed the stop, are all going to the same destination.

Considering that the old gangster may not know the bus stop like you, I also deliberately emphasized where we are going, so that he will not worry that I will get off the bus halfway and will not bother the girl for the time being.

However, maybe the old gangster will stay in the same hotel with us. If so, he will often come to you for trouble. The law of the jungle, you must protect your "girlfriend"."

Good guy, it turns out that people who play psychology are very scheming. Did Auntie consider so many things in just a few steps towards me?

After showing off, the aunt yawned and leaned on the cushion with her eyes closed.

"Okay, take a break and save your energy for the next challenge. We still have to drive for an hour or two."

I looked back quietly. The scar-faced man really didn't harass the long-haired girl anymore. Even the two little girls ignored him. He sat there with his arms folded, staring at me fiercely.

Bastard, this bastard really targeted me.

The aunt fell asleep in a few minutes. It seems that she didn't sleep well last night.

With the slight vibration of the car, the aunt's body slowly tilted and finally leaned on me, with her head resting on my shoulder.

Since the conflict between the scar-faced man and I, my mother turned her head to look at me from time to time. I don't know if she was worried that I got into trouble, or because of the scene where the aunt stood on tiptoe to kiss me, or both.

At this time, my mother turned around and looked at me. I quickly closed my eyes and pretended to sleep. My head tilted slightly and leaned against my aunt. I smelled the fragrance of my aunt's hair and really felt a little sleepy.

My aunt naturally took good care of herself. The old lady who sold us a box of sweet potatoes was not complimenting. My aunt really looked less than 30 years old. If it weren't for the mature temperament of my aunt, it wouldn't be a problem to say that she was a girl who just went to college.

My aunt and I leaned against each other, and the morning sun shone faintly on us through the curtains. We really looked like a pair of golden boy and jade girl lovers. With my eyes closed, I could feel my mother's sharp eyes scanning back and forth between my aunt and me.

I was secretly proud of myself. Humph, you didn't sit with me. Seeing your son and his aunt closer than with yourself, you must feel very unhappy.

Originally, I just pretended to stimulate my mother, but I didn't expect that I fell asleep soon.

I didn't know how long it had been in a daze, and suddenly I felt as if my whole body seemed to be in the air, and my butt even left the cushion. Then a loud noise came from behind me, and every glass in the car was shaking violently, as if it could explode at any time.

Everyone who was sleeping in the car woke up and looked back.

I stood up and looked through the glass at the back of the bus. I saw only a dark hole behind the car. It seemed that the bus had just driven out of the tunnel.

I looked around for a long time and didn't find anything unusual. The loud noise just now was like something heavy falling, and even the whole car seemed to be shaken up.

I don't know when my mother ran to the position behind me and sat with Mi Mi Hua Hua. She was rubbing her sleepy eyes and seemed to have slept too.

Mi Mi Hua Hua leaned on her mother's shoulder, and her drool was almost dripping on her mother. This silly goose just smacked her lips a few times, and didn't seem to be affected at all.

Mom didn't want to wake Mi Mi Hua Hua, but she was eager to know what happened. She looked up at me anxiously. I shook my head at my mother, indicating that there was nothing exciting to see. Only then did my mother put her arm around Mi Mi Hua Hua's shoulders with peace of mind.

Aunt also stood up, looked back a few times, and saw Scarface, who was looking back, turned around, and sat down again, yawned a long time, and didn't express any opinions.

Mi Mingcheng walked to my side with the chair and asked, "Is everyone okay? It sounds a bit like someone nearby is blasting the mountain and quarrying. Strange, the sound should be quite close, why is there no smoke and dust?"

I shook my head, having no clue. Until the bus arrived at the destination safely, nothing unusual happened, so no one took it to heart.

It took nearly four hours to drive all the way, and finally arrived at the place at mealtime. Mi Mingcheng also distributed bread and milk for everyone to fill their stomachs on the way, and was well prepared.

After Mi Mingcheng helped my mother and aunt take out the luggage from the warehouse, the two of them didn't wait for anyone, and they pulled the boxes in a cool manner, leading the way.

I carefully took the box of sweet potatoes from the shelf. The previous unknown vibration caused the screws of the shelf to loosen a little, and it was lucky that it didn't hit me directly on the head.

Scarface saw that my mother and others got off the car, and without waiting for the two little gangsters and the girl he called Xiaoxi, he hurriedly separated the crowd and rushed forward.

I deliberately moved the box slowly, blocking the entire aisle. Scarface saw that it was me who was blocking the way, sneered, and bumped into me directly. I have been waiting for him for a long time, so I stepped back and bumped into him head-on.

What the hell are you thinking, daring to confront me head-on? Just hit the four wheels of the bicycle hard?

Scarface stumbled and fell to the ground after being pushed by me. He waved his hands to stand up, but accidentally hit the drink bottle in the hands of the little girl who hurried over. The untightened lid flew away and disappeared, and the orange-yellow liquid splashed all over Scarface.

I didn't have time to watch this stupid joke. There was a hidden danger of Mi Mingcheng ahead, who was much more dangerous than Scarface.

Having learned the lesson from the seat, I hurriedly followed with a large box of agricultural products. I didn't expect to live in the same room with my mother, but at least I had to stay on the same floor.

Fortunately, the bus stopped not far from the village, and the road was paved with cement. I held the handle to share half of the weight for the universal wheel.

Everyone followed the road signs to the only hotel in the village after getting off the bus. Only the long-haired girl walked in another direction. I guess she should be a local.

Mi Mingcheng dragged two large suitcases and fell behind. He was not walking fast. They looked heavy and did not look like daily necessities. Mi Mi Huahua followed Mi Mingcheng closely, pulling a pink suitcase.

Soon I came to Mi Mingcheng's side. Out of politeness, I still greeted him and asked if he needed help. Mi Mingcheng naturally refused repeatedly.

Mi Mi Huahua turned her head to the side and ignored my greeting.

This little girl is getting less and less cute.

After a few polite words with Mi Mingcheng, I said I would go first, quickened my pace, and chased after my mother.

I finally arrived at the hotel, and I was really shocked when I looked up. You call this a farmhouse? It's just a star hotel!

Chapter 51

The whole building is decorated with a circle of colorful breathing lights that are out of tune with the environment, and the exterior wall is covered with a fashionable glass curtain wall. On the left, a row of neon characters of "Qiuling Hotel" are arranged vertically, emitting bright red light, and even the door adopts a rotating design.

There are several SUVs parked at the entrance of the hotel, and even a small RV, with all kinds of sensational slogans on the body. I don't know whether these vehicles are invited by the villagers to create momentum, or brought by small Internet celebrities who take the initiative to take advantage of the popularity.

My mother and aunt have already pushed the door and walked into the hotel. From the reflection of the glass wall, I saw the two men who slept from beginning to end in the car walking slowly.

The man walking on the left has a square face and is about 1.8 meters tall. He is wearing a tight T-shirt, and the clothes are tight on his body, revealing bulging muscles. At first glance, he is the type who has been doing fitness all year round. It's a pity that his hair is sparse due to exercise, which makes him look a little old-fashioned.

The other man was completely different. He was very thin, with a slightly sunken cheek and a pointed face. He was a head shorter than the bald man next to him, and his face was a little blue. I don't know if it was due to malnutrition or staying up late. He wore a pair of black-framed glasses, and his eyes behind the glasses looked around. The whole person exuded a mercenary atmosphere.

Although I have never dealt with him, I instinctively don't like this thin man. In contrast, the bald man's square face full of righteousness looks much more pleasing to the eye.

I don't know if these two people have known each other for a long time or just temporarily matched up. They were sitting separately in the car, but now they came together and chatted with each other.

The couple who had been grumbling about each other lagged behind the two men slightly. The two wore a pair of headphones together, walked hand in hand on the main road, and swung their hands in a large range, as if they were going on a honeymoon. People who didn't know would think they were going to the Maldives, not this small mountain village that had nothing to do with beautiful yearning.

The boy looked a little shy, while the girl was much more excited than her boyfriend, jumping all the way. Could it be that they had some special hobbies and came to this ghost place to find some exciting ways to play?

Mi Mingcheng still followed slowly behind, carefully pulling the two big boxes. If there was a small pit, he would lift the whole box and carry it over. Mi Mi Huahua followed Mi Mingcheng patiently and silently, looking very cute from a distance.

This little girl was polite and courteous to everyone, but she turned her face away when she saw me. Why is there such a big difference in treatment?

I was about to search for Scarface's position when he appeared from behind Mi Mingcheng. He had changed his clothes and was walking so fast that he was almost running.

The little girl with dyed yellow hair trotted behind Scarface, while the girl with green hair was pulling two suitcases by herself. Although the two seemed to have a good relationship and looked like best friends, the difference in status was obvious.

The yellow-haired girl was in favor. On the bus, Scarface kissed her passionately as if no one was around, while Xiaolu was only hugged a few times. No wonder she was reduced to pulling luggage. I wonder how their parents would feel when they see their daughter in this state.

While I was stunned, Scarface was getting closer and closer. I also quickly pushed open the revolving door and walked in.

The lobby of the hotel is completely different from the exterior. There is no gorgeous ceiling, no exquisite decoration, and even the potted plants are only two at the front desk, which look like plastic. There is a red carpet on the floor, but you can tell it is cheap stuff as soon as you step on it.

There is even a restaurant on the right side of the lobby that has been separated from most of the area. Fortunately, the entire hotel covers a large area, so it doesn't seem crowded.

It is now dinner time, and there are quite a few people eating in the restaurant, and from time to time people go downstairs to eat in the store. The customer flow was beyond my expectation. It seems that the publicity in the village is quite effective.

Although the planning is a bit weird and it looks a bit like a waiting hall, it is still convenient. There is a place to solve the problem of three meals without going out.

My aunt and mother are already standing at the counter to handle the formalities. I hurried over, hoping to provide some advice on the issue of room allocation.

"Mom, have you chosen a room? Where should I live? My things are still in your box. I think it's more convenient for us to live closer."

Before my mother spoke, the receptionist just handed over two sets of keys. She suddenly saw me appear in front of the counter, her eyes lit up, and her face with a professional fake smile seemed to have added two spoons of saccharin, blooming a smile that was sweet enough to decay her teeth, revealing two cute little canine teeth. She took advantage of the fact that my mother and aunt were not paying attention and secretly cast a wink at me.

"Hello, the formalities have been completed. Rooms 507 and 510 are now open for check-in. Please keep your ID and keys. If you have any questions, please feel free to contact us. We will serve you wholeheartedly."

The front desk lady spoke standard Mandarin and looked less than 20 years old. Although her appearance was not stunning, she was very attractive. She had a playful ponytail that swung back and forth, which made her look like a big sister next door.

Although she favored me, my attention was attracted by another receptionist who was sitting a little further away from her.

The woman was a little older and had a pretty face. Judging from her figure, she had been pregnant for several months. I don't know if she was a small leader or was treated preferentially because she was pregnant with the "prince". She didn't care about the business at the front desk at all, but just lowered her head and played with her mobile phone.

What attracted me was naturally not her big belly. This woman was somewhat similar to the long-haired girl I met in the car. Wouldn't it be such a coincidence that I met her family here?

"Let's go, put the luggage down first, and then come down to eat. There are not many rooms to choose from on the fifth floor. Your aunt insisted on staying on the fifth floor. Judging from the room numbers, it should be quite close."

Mom took a few steps and saw me still standing there, and urged me.

I agreed. Before leaving, I looked up and glanced at the price list and was shocked. This place is really expensive, and the price is almost the same as some three-star or four-star hotels. The most outrageous thing is that there are presidential suites, one on each floor, and the price is more expensive as you go up.

My aunt, who is not interested in money, naturally chose the one on the top floor. Not to mention whether the scenery will be better, the air will be fresher, and there will be fewer mosquitoes.

My aunt saw me following her from the corner of her eye, and her hand holding the suitcase loosened, leaving the suitcase there.

This shameless woman! Hasn't she experienced how heavy the suitcase in my hand is? She also asked me to free my hands to help her pull the suitcase.

I sighed helplessly, but still walked over and pulled the box that my aunt had dropped. This thing is worth a lot of money just for its empty shell. If it is lost, I will be blamed. I can't even sell my kidney to compensate.

Before I took two steps, my mother suddenly turned around, looked at me with concern and said, "Liangliang, are you tired? The two boxes in your hands look very heavy. Can you handle it?"

I was instantly moved by my mother. After all, she is my biological child, and my mother knows how to feel sorry for me.

"Of course I'm not tired! A man, what's so little about it!"

I shook my head to show that I can still hold on. Of course, I can't lose face in front of my mother. I raised my chest and patted it loudly, like a gorilla courting a mate.

My mother nodded, but she also let go, leaving her box where it was, and walked away without looking back.

Sooner or later, I will teach you a lesson, these two women!

Although I was already pulling a big suitcase in one hand, I couldn't be partial to one and only help my aunt with the luggage while ignoring my mother.

In order to avoid trouble from my mother in the following days, I could only pull the two suitcases of my mother and my aunt side by side. Fortunately, the two suitcases combined were not as heavy as the one in my right hand. Except for hitting my ankle from time to time, I could still bear it.

While waiting for the elevator, the people who fell behind had entered the lobby to check in. Even if Scarface was mixed in the crowd, his hideous tattoos and scars were still very conspicuous.

Scarface stood in the lobby, and the people around him subconsciously walked around him, leaving a small space for him.

Scarface looked around and saw me walking into the elevator, and immediately ran towards us.

I naturally found him, and hurriedly pressed the door closing button, trying to lock him out of the elevator door, but every time the door of the elevator was about to close, someone would come in, and finally let Scarface enter the elevator.

The space in the elevator was not big, and there were many other people. I blocked my mother and aunt in the corner, and the three suitcases won a lot of space for us.

My aunt was still calm, and when my mother saw Scarface running into the elevator, she nervously pulled the corner of my clothes, fearing that I would cause trouble due to my youthful vigor.

I was wary of Scarface suddenly getting angry, but until we got out of the elevator, Scarface stood honestly in front of the button in the elevator, not to mention chatting, and even didn't look at us.

Although I felt it was strange, it was better to have less trouble than more, and he stood obediently and saved me a lot of trouble.

As soon as I walked out of the elevator, there was a corridor in front of me, and at the end of the corridor opposite the elevator was the legendary rural presidential suite.

There was an arrow next to the dark security door, and below the arrow was a decorative and exaggerated pattern, which surrounded the four big words "Presidential Suite", wishing that everyone could see it in the elevator.

I pushed the box and followed my mother and aunt. There were several rooms on each side of the corridor, but they were not symmetrical.

Chapter 52

I kept an eye on my room number and looked back at the elevator from time to time. I saw that the scarred man had not left yet. He pressed the door-opening button and stared at me coldly.

This guy did not hide his intention at all, which was to spy on where we lived. My mother's room was facing the elevator, without any cover, and it was too conspicuous.

I was not afraid of thieves stealing, but I was afraid of thieves thinking about it. I wanted to call my aunt and ask her to avoid it first. At worst, I could go to my room first and make plans. However, my aunt had already taken out the key to open the door and go in, and my mother followed closely behind, and couldn't wait to squeeze in.

Alas, the base camp was directly exposed. I looked back, pushed the box into my room and closed the door, at least to give him the illusion that I also lived here, hoping to make him afraid.

The elevator door slowly closed, and Scarface showed me his big yellow teeth, and opened and closed his mouth to make a gesture: "You wait."

I sighed, this piece of sticky candy was stuck, even if it was insignificant, it could disgust me for a while.

Damn it, if it weren't for the trouble caused by my aunt, there wouldn't be these troubles.

In the final analysis, it was my lack of ability. I failed to properly handle the incident of him secretly taking pictures, and failed to effectively deter Scarface.

Scarface dared to follow here blatantly, naturally thinking that I was not a concern, and that he could take advantage of me at will.

I thought about how to eliminate this hidden danger. After all, I had to stay here for three days. With a thorn in my heart, how could I have the energy to deal with Mi Mingcheng.

After sorting out my mood, I looked around and couldn't help but be disappointed. The presidential suite that was promised turned out to be just an ordinary house.

There was no fancy decoration in the room, only a few simple and rough white walls, and there were obvious signs of wear and tear on the furniture, which was completely different from the decoration outside the hotel. It seems that the boss wants to do a face-saving project first to attract tourists who don't know the truth.

The only thing that still has some conscience is the 70-inch TV in the living room. It seems that I have a reason to stay here at night.

My mother was pacing and queuing at the door of the bathroom. As soon as my aunt opened the door, my mother ducked under my aunt's armpit. No wonder they rushed to the hotel all the way, one more anxious than the other, and they didn't even bother to say a few words.

"Aunt, your presidential suite is so simple, so can my room still be lived in? Otherwise, how about this, I will cancel my room and I will make do with the sofa here for a few days?"

I looked at my aunt who was wiping her hands with a tissue with expectation and discussed.

"Haha, is your dragon body so precious? Go back to your doghouse to feed cockroaches."

Aunt raised her hand and threw a key. I wanted to show off my reaction ability, so I put my two fingers together and reached out to pinch it. As a result, the key slipped through my fingers and hit my forehead.

At the front desk, I didn't notice that the lady handed us an ordinary key. Only then did I realize that this hotel didn't even have a room card system, just a real key.

Auntie rolled her eyes and turned to walk towards the room. I quickly picked up the key on the ground, rubbed my forehead, and followed Auntie's box.

The bedroom was exactly the same as the living room. There was no high-end stuff. In addition to the necessary items such as tables, chairs, benches and TVs hanging on the wall, there was not even an indoor bathroom. I felt more and more that the whole room was hastily renovated like an ordinary residential house, and the hardware equipment was not up to date.

However, the boss's strategy was still good. Apart from the supernatural events, this small mountain village has no special customs and customs. Even the snacks are no different from the surrounding towns, and the homestay system can't be done at all.

The boss knows the audience of his hotel very well, that is, those who like excitement, or curious or trend-following tourists. What they have in common is that they have traveled all over the world and are well-informed. Instead of forcibly creating a homestay without any folk characteristics that people complain about, it is better to try to move closer to the direction of a hotel. Not only is it more comfortable to live in, but the appearance of hotels that are common in big cities in small mountain villages can actually bring up topics and may even become a local feature.

"Auntie."

I pushed the box to the corner casually, glanced at the living room, and shouted in a low voice.

"That scarred face already knows that you live here, and I'm afraid he will come to harass you. Besides, didn't you promise to help me? Then let me live here for a few days, okay? I can sleep in the living room, so I can protect your safety."

Auntie hugged her arms, frowned and looked at the facilities in the room, and she seemed very disgusted. Fortunately, the bed is similar to that of an ordinary hotel, so I can still make do with it for a few days.

"What? Your way of dealing with it is to wait and see, watching me and your mother 24 hours a day? That's too uncreative. You can take care of yourself first. If he wants to harass us, doesn't he have to get past you first? I think we are still safe before you get into trouble. I said at the beginning that I might be able to help you when necessary, and this timing refers to the premise that it will promote my research, understand?"

Aunt rejected my proposal without hesitation. Mom also came out of the bathroom at this time, and I had to temporarily give up the idea of ​​trying to get a solution from Aunt.

I don't want to tell my mother about Scarface and my holiday, so that my mother will spend the holiday she finally asked for in fear.

I helped my mother put away the suitcase and visited her bedroom by the way. It was almost exactly the same as Aunt's room, with no highlights. But now, I don't have any expectations for this so-called presidential suite, so naturally I can't say I'm disappointed.

The only advantage of the entire suite is that the space is quite large, with two bedrooms, a living room, a kitchen and a bathroom. God knows what people who come out to travel need the kitchen for.

Although I already have the presidential suite as a base, I still want to see what the place where I will sleep these days looks like. After saying hello to my mother and aunt, I took the key and looked for my room. I didn't know what to do with the big box of sweet potatoes for the time being. The living room is so big, so I just put it in the corner.

I originally thought that my room should not be far away, but after searching around, it turned out to be in the middle of another corridor. But it doesn't matter. Anyway, I have made up my mind that I will stay with my mother except turning off the lights and sleeping.

As soon as the key was inserted, footsteps came from a distance. I deliberately waited for a while until I saw the person coming, and then I pushed the door and walked in.

Fortunately, it was not Mi Mingcheng, but the couple who were so greasy. Judging from the sound of them closing the door, it seems that they live diagonally opposite me.

I never had the opportunity to see their faces before. Although I just met them, I still felt a little strange. These two people look like a couple, right? The facial features of both sides are very similar, and they look like brother and sister. Could it be that they have a deeper relationship?