I returned to the stove to cook alcohol, the firewood was burning smudged, it seemed like no one had pushed the wood in for a while, it was slowly dying out…
Smoke, no, the alcohol vapor coming out was not as much as when the fire was lit and it was as big as when the pot of wine first boiled.
Childish mind, the age where one doesn’t think as much as now
just puberty, instincts rise. but bound by the laws of the village
I’m nervous…can’t think of anything
Ah.. got it
He ran out the gate, quickly brought the bicycle in and placed it next to the haystack, with both hands, he carried two cans that Mr. Dam sent to the place where Ms. Hong made wine.
Her bathroom has two doors, one door opens outside near the well for daily bathing.
A smaller door opened from the inside of the wine stove. Because of the cold winter days, the wine water from the two underground tanks was always full, enough for many people to bathe and wash, it was a precious thing on cold days.
In the countryside, everything was simple because those years were still poor.
you then… ah miss hong
like the guys who gossip in the field, they keep saying look, she looks so slutty
I don’t know if it’s because of making wine, tasting, mixing, and measuring every day. The smell of alcohol seeps into her cheeks, but they’re always rosy red.
I heard him talk yesterday.
.whatever profession a person does, the smell of that profession permeates the person, that’s why wherever Mr. Dam’s clothes go, the smell of medicinal herbs follows him.
The profession of making wine is not strange in the countryside, it is the soul of each ethnic group and region.
On New Year’s Day and death anniversaries, every family offers a glass of wine. The souls of the ancients will probably return to sip some wine.
She is at the age of a burning stove.
She walked along the village, many men’s eyes
also because of her tall figure, full breasts, wide hips, jiggly like a barrel of water ready to overflow, swaying back and forth. swaying as if inviting
her nose is straight, her skin is so white
Her eyes seemed to have a smoldering fire inside them…like a candle burning brightly in the middle of a winter night…the men in the village kept sighing, watching her figure.
men, always like that
remember how many times he said… he lied to her for a long time but only got it once
It turns out that women look like they’re delicious. If you think they’ve let you go, then go straight to taking them.
I am hesitant now.
I heard my grandmother say, everything has its own cause and effect.
The story of Mr. Duong and Tuan has just calmed down for a few days.
hour.
If she screams, she will be in trouble.
I dropped the can on the haystack in the kitchen, quietly walked to the door, intending to step out.
suddenly her voice
Is that you?
Her voice echoed out.
from the bathroom still hazy hot steam
yes ma’am
where are you going boy
I brought some cans from Mr. Dam’s house down for her.
oh..thank you
where are you, i heard her here
Baby, I went home to get some grilled corn and then went to my friend’s house to play.
Miss, do we need more firewood for the stove?
No, it also evaporated all the alcohol. Now she let it simmer to get light alcohol to mix, add another piece of firewood for her…
I turned back, it turned out she was leaning over, her white pink neck appeared through the narrow crack of the door.
suddenly remember, in the past, when Mr. Dam was taking a bath at night, Ms. A Liu…
help me rub my itchy back in the middle of the night
stupidity and talent are also from the story of Mr. Dam
The clever mouth suddenly blurted out a sentence..
do you scrub back
Hee hee. Her voice echoed softly.
ah ah the kind of laugh people often say sounds really lewd
Suddenly the door opened slightly, it tilted a third, her white pink leg appeared from the thigh down.
half open, half closed the language of today’s assholes, why not just say it out loud to relieve curiosity
oh woman, girl forever, already taken off, the hand is still covering that place
Miss Rose is smiling
my legs were shaking, a slight tension somewhere in my body,
damn
also some glasses of water on Mr. Dam’s house
Now the space around the kitchen her white pink calf is rolling with the water drops
dizzy, feeling, like somewhere inside the body there are ants biting and tingling
Tu
Yes
get her a towel
I looked at the two walls with two rows of towels, one big and one small.
I took the old towel, there were also some wet sackcloth
step in lightly, head slightly bowed. not daring to look
miss
the door opened again ..
This time it was wider, hitting the eyes from the right thigh down to the heel, like splitting the body in two, above was a patch of underwear, tightly hugging the hips.
Oh…
she smiled
Why did you take that towel? I used that to cover the wine so it wouldn’t evaporate. The towel is over here.
The little boy’s head was shaking as he walked to the other side and then back again.
The door was now half open, the only light coming from the exposed bricks was like ventilation in the room.
dim
She nestled beside him, the large towel still covering her chest.
Tu
skin
Just now I used straw to make fire, red ants bit some itchy spots on my back, let me see if they will scrotum up
She turned her back to the slightly opened door. Her right hand still held the scarf across her chest.
her posture slightly bent
from the neck down to the slender hips, tapered like a bee’s shape
flutter
yes ma’am it has a big scrotum
where
I held her left hand and touched the slightly red, rough skin on her back.
no wonder it itches so much
Or you can pour warm water on it, then apply balm and it will be gone.
yeah
Or I’ll pour hot water on her, hot water will also reduce itching.
She went back to the bathroom floor, sat on the chair, her hand still holding the towel across her chest as if to cover her white, pink breasts.
I sat in the back, legs slightly spread out. Half squatting, half standing on my heels, I reached for the ladle.
The drops of water spread gently on her back, melting away along her skin, which was flushed by the hot water.
there, you scrub that place for me
I’ve been holding a loofah soaked in hot water for a while now and rubbing it gently on her back.
breath…
why are you so strange
It feels a little dry in my mouth, so I just mumble.
Miss…are you no longer itchy?
there
you scratch for her
My heel was sitting behind, slightly on tiptoe. The way I stretched my arms up and down seemed to move it closer.
this bastard..why does he keep wearing it?
Now scratch her, it reaches out…
strange
Now her hand in front still holds the coconut shell, scooping little by little, she gently pours warm water over her shoulder.
don’t know why..don’t remember when..that bastard
the buffalo stake pressed against her butt..
dot dot up and down tiptoe
On the other hand she still poured half a ladle of water down her back very gently,
evenly
fidgeting, the back sitting position, sometimes flickering
It seems like the first few times she lifted her hips slightly.
now her butt sits still..as if the touch from behind was accidental. No need to think
Miss
what boy
are you no longer itchy
not yet, it still tingles..near the neck
rub it there
Yes
this time my hips were pressed against it..
light clamp
She poured another bucket of water over her shoulder. The water flowed.
die..spread
wet crotch
I jerked my hips out..it turned out I was busy rubbing
She poured water on my pants, the front was wet, the place where it pressed against was cold.
what’s wrong?
I got my pants wet by the teacher
hee hee
dead, where do you see
he died… hee hee…
who told you to come in
this girl
Her hand had been holding the towel tightly all this time, but now she seemed to have forgotten to hold it so it was just lightly pressing against one side of her breast.
I look..so close..
breath
Miss …
I’m going home now
Why don’t you take it off and take a shower? Then take your pants out and dry them over the charcoal stove. They’ll dry in a moment.
nothing to fear
I…I…
I’m afraid someone might come in.
close the door now, if anyone comes in, open the door and go outside.. you stay inside
hee hee ..
why so shy today
grandchildren ..
her legs turned back
her hand did not hold the towel slowly
fall lightly
come on take off your shirt and take a shower
hee hee..what are boys afraid of..
or is it..
afraid she eats you
Miss ..
miss
take off your pants, then I’ll take them out to dry the wet part..
Miss …
hee hee…
I am uncomfortable
who said …
where
the shorts i wear up like a flag salute
pop..her finger snapped
surprised
it shook through the moving pants
is it over yet..
hee hee
you go out
I also have itchy back
Really
yes…it’s itchy, you can rub it for me and then you can come…
smart
then I scrubbed it for you
well…..
take off your shorts… add some hot water…
I looked back
oh…the towel covering her chest was hanging on the door….