Chapter 1

I, Lam Yating, is 23 years old this year. Last year, I completed my police training course from the Hong Kong Police College. I graduated as the first place and became the first-class police officer. I am currently serving in a police service center under the headquarters of the Kowloon City Police District, Hong Kong.

I am very beautiful and the brightest female policewoman in my colleagues' eyes. Many male colleagues like to work with me and will take the initiative to share performance with me.

But I am very competitive and disdainful. I will be the leader by relying on my own efforts.

At the age of six, I was still working on every family wine. I wanted to get married and brew my own daughter Hong. Since then, my life has been brewed bit by bit.

The reason for early marriage is that under the competitive appearance, there is a heart that wants to be a little woman

I hope I don’t have to work hard on myself. When I’m tired, someone will touch my head and say to me: Baby! Don’t work too hard, I’ll do it…

After becoming a police officer, of course I worked very hard. In terms of performance, if I were second, the Kowloon City Police District Headquarters would not have the first place.

Until one day, my classmate Ni Hong was transferred from the military uniform patrol team, and everything changed!

Ni Hong and I were classmates in the same period in the police training course. When we graduated, her Cheng Xu was the last one and was thrown into the military uniform patrol team.

However, her beautiful appearance and proud figure attracted the male policeman to be jealous and talk idle. When she came to inspector Qiu Zhijie, she changed to the police service center

This is OK? My police service center is the most popular unit in Kowloon City Police District. If you want to transfer it in, you must be the best.

Where is she excellent? There are rumors in the circle of colleagues that Ni Hong was transferred by Qiu Zhijie because Inspector Qiu is a famous lustful dog in the police station, and he will sooner or later have a high-level police officer who has had a sexual misconduct due to lust.

Sure enough, Ni Hong has only been here for a month, and the pleasing dog is following closely. Inspector Qiu has been transferred to be our supervisor.

Ni Hong is more like a butterfly. She likes rainbows. Even girls like her. She quickly snatched away my police flower advantage.

The hero in the eyes of the superior, all the men regard her as the moon, and I became a star

My dormitory in the police station is Yafang, and I share a bathroom with my senior sisters Yao Qianying and Ni Hong. I really hope it will be the suite-style dormitory early. I hope I have my own bathroom.

Unexpectedly, Ni Hong was given a single suite in less than three months.

If you want to have a matching suite, you have to sort it by grade. Ni Hong and I have the same basic qualifications in the same period. Compared with their usual performance, I earned a year and my grade was 12 points; she only got 1 point

Even the senior sister Yao Qianying was protesting. She has been a police officer for three years and scored 15 points. It was not the turn of the suite. Ni Hong, who scored less than 2 points, actually had a suite.

What is the score of 12?

Catching a thief or fugitive can get 1 point, if two people jointly investigate each other, they will get 1 half of each

Just graduated and it took about tens of thousands of people to serve alone, so Ni Hong is not a police officer who can stand alone, so senior police officer Jiang Haowen has to take her to serve in the name of her senior.

I have been solo, and she still knows nothing, but she is fearless. As long as she is a butterfly, a man will come over and say: Little idiot, don’t show off, just leave it to me...

Rumors are flying all over the sky, saying that Ni Hong is worthy of this dormitory because she sneaked into the man's bathroom to help Inspector Qiu repair her pubic hair.

There is no wind and waves. Someone has seen the video. It was inspector Qiu who shared it with Jiang Haowen. Haowen made the video spread among male colleagues again.

I heard that she is naked in the video, and I am too lazy to watch it. I am not ashamed to have such a classmate, and I will not lose to her in my work ability.

The reason why I lost the advantage of policewoman is not that I am better than her in everything, regardless of whether it is external or working ability. The only thing I lost to her is that I am married and she is not married.

●I got married as soon as I graduated from the police academy

My husband Qi Liuxia, we are considered a baby marriage. They were the same year. He was a few months older than me. The family sold foreign wine. The marriage was talked about by both parents since childhood.

告!

The adults called in-laws, all for the sake of selling wine

After I became a little sensible, I didn't agree with it. I didn't follow my orders. Although I had a good impression of him, I got married early and I didn't get any trouble.

But we still go in and out like couples, but he doesn't understand my inner world

Liuxia is waiting for the good fortune of inheriting the family business, and her family's financial resources are quite abundant. Her mother, who is the only one who supports her career, wants her only son to calm down and take over, so she urges us to get married.

My uncle made it possible to get married naturally

Uncle said: Tingting, that boy is honest, you will only be called by you. I can't listen, I jumped straight, my eyes were crying red

The uncle hugged me tightly in his arms, and I pouted and asked loudly: Uncle, I was raised by you, are you really willing to bear it? Tell me again, as long as you are willing to bear it, I will marry Qi Liuxia tomorrow

The uncle's eyes were also red, and he said: I'm old, I can't bear to give up, but I can't bear to give up.

But after marriage, I realized that my mother-in-law is still in power, and she is anxious to hold her grandson.

Fortunately, Liuxia loves me very much. As long as there are any trendy clothes, he will buy me the one with very little fabric but very expensive ones. The main purpose is to take me out for business and everything will be good.

As for my mother's house, it's wine-making

My mother said, when I was still grabbing the bottle, I would definitely not drink milk without wine. My father had to use a pottery jar to make me a special wine with more sugar and less alcohol.

Smile! When I grew up, I drank wine every day, shy! Even the small sips below, and the maintenance of my private parts is naturally wine, hehe!

Why is this? There is no way, there is more wine than water at home

A few native vines in my backyard are my swings. The little kids make every wine, but they cut vegetables and cook rice. And I am the winemaker at the school - brewing wine

The winemaker loves my old man very much and follows the trouble. He uses ancient methods to prepare the process and says he wants me to make my daughter red with his own hands.

I was six years old that year, and I forgot the process. What I remembered deeply was that the winemaker first sealed the pottery jar with wax, and then asked me to seal the mouth of the jar with mud by myself

Three days later, I thought the wine was ready, so I dug out the grapes and ate the winemaker had to bury the pottery jar in the soil in the backyard. From then on, I forgot this.

The little kid didn't care about the name and surname of the winemaker. He only remembered that the old uncle's room was messy, dressed in a lari, and was drunk all day long. Like an old beggar who had supernatural powers in the city in a martial arts movie.

But he was the first man in my life to be close to my skin, so this winemaker occupies a very important position in my memory.

The first time I have had a skin relationship with him, I was twelve years old, I will always remember it was an afternoon with the sun

I played with the kid next door, and the boy's torch came over. My pants were burning, and the wailing sound attracted the winemaker.

He broke the wine carried on his shoulder to wipe out the fire on my body, and carried me into the messy room, let me lie on the bed with a smell of stinky tofu. He used scissors to cut my pants, and then cut off my underwear with pink floral background.

I cried desperately: Don't... Mom said no, I was very impressed, I kicked his nose

Don't... it hurts... it hurts...

When I woke up, a ray of sunlight shone in from the window. I lay in the winemaker's arms, some of which were burned by the fire, and my underwear was scattered on the bed, with blood on my head that I could no longer wear it

The toilet paper balls on the bed sheets are also stained with blood and wet sticky substances

But instead of the dark and stinky tofu flavor, the setting sun is the slanting sun, and the wine smell is full of fragrance, so I will always remember this afternoon with a setting sun

Tingting! Is it still painful? I shook my head but thought of falling to the ground and wailing by the fire, my whole body trembled again, and immediately hid in the winemaker's arms

Don't be afraid, be good, let uncle take a look

He asked me to spread my legs, I said no

Only then did I find that my snow-white thighs were red and swollen. Just by looking at it, I knew that it would be painful to burn like this.

But it doesn't hurt very much, the one that hurts the most is in my private parts

Be good! Open it, let uncle take a look

No! But my private parts are really hurting, it is like the stinging pain of acupuncture, and it is getting worse and worse

Good! Let uncle take a look, so I had to open my eyes, blush, and watch the winemaker take off the white cloth covered with private parts

It was a white towel, but not a white one. I don't know how long it took to use it? It turned yellow and dirty than the rag on my mother's stove, but it is now blushed in my private parts, and it is whispered red.

Seeing the winemaker lifting up carefully, I asked: Is this my daughter Hong?

The winemaker said: No! It's my nose blood

After the cloth piece that was dirtier than a rag was lifted up, a burst of heat instantly felt like a thirsty needle on the moxibustion. The winemaker shook his head, and seemed worried and said: The skin is hot, can you take it to the hospital?

No! I thought of the doctor taking a group of nurses to look at my private parts between me, the scene was so terrible

It was me who insisted that the winemaker had to cut several pieces into dirty towels soaked in the wine, take out another piece, and then carefully cover my private parts. When the private parts were taken off, it applied to the burned thigh.

Just like the process of making wine, repeat it again and again

Forgot why didn’t my parents be at home?

But I remember that we didn’t eat at night, and the old and the young drank the wine together. Of course, I drank a lot, and I had two small mouths.

In the wine, grape skins, grape seeds, and even grape stems were preserved. Since I was a child, I thought this winemaker was messy and larila was drunk all day long, so I made the wine like this

But that night, I hid in the winemaker's arms, even peeding on the bed, peeding in the big bowl held by the winemaker

I was really scared. My parents were not at home, and I refused to leave the winemaker who was in the Lali La Lok

Watching the wine-red juice flow down the snow-white thighs, watching the winemaker pour wine hard, until I grew up and became a wife, I slowly realized the winemaker's feelings

After the scalding incident, the messy and collapsed room of Larila was my favorite place to stay

As long as my parents are not at home in business, I will definitely sleep in the winemaker's arm and think it is my life harbor.

In my ignorant childhood, I would make trouble. I always clamor for drinking wine in my private parts and don’t give it to the winemaker. I just light a fire and force him to submit. I don’t understand. I only know that the winemaker is very happy to feed me wine.

At the age of sixteen, I was still playful and went on an adventure with a few boys. I accidentally fell into the ditch and was washed away. I thought of the winemaker first, and I just wanted to talk to him again.

It was dark when I woke up, and I had no money on my body. I could only walk and followed the bus route I remembered and went home. I walked for a long time, and my feet were sore. I didn't expect my parents.

When I got home, the lights in the winemaker's room were on. He sat alone on the bench next to the door. My feet fell into his arms as soon as I felt weak.

Where are you going? I said: Are you playing tricks on me and causing trouble for my parents?

When you go to business, how did you come back?

It was so cold when I fell into the water after walking

The winemaker said he knew, hugged me tightly, took a deep breath, and said: Boy came to report, I thought I would lose you forever

Then I lowered my head, and I was burned by his tears in his arms.

The brewer said in a sniffling voice: He is smelly, go take a shower quickly. I shook my head and changed his words: It's late at night! Then, I'll help you wash and go to bed early!

Sixteen-year-old girl, tricky, willful, paranoid, arrogant, do whatever she wants, and can't do anything without sacrificing

That was the most impressive time for me. I don’t understand whether it was love or family affection?

It doesn't matter, just hold it with the winemaker

He should have never been married and has no family. He took him in. He made wine to raise me. He wanted it, so he should give it to him!

In a blink of an eye, I was eighteen years old. The rebellious period passed. The winemaker with all his hair was gray and hunched, took me to the courtyard. This road was just three or two steps. We walked for a long time. I started walking since I was six years old and I still walked.

The winemaker used his bent and deformed hands to find the memory that only exposed the neck of the can from the rubble and said: Tingting! Do you have an impression? This is your daughter Hong. Not only I have an impression, I have long cried and my eyes were red.

From the time you were six years old, we would brew a jar a year. You have to pass on these family traditions from generation to generation

The girl has grown up and the winemaker is old. She can't always call her without a name, so I changed to call her uncle

He is the winemaker who said: I am old and can't bear to give up, but I will marry me out of his bed.

When I got married at the age of 23, I cried so hard on the wedding night because the winemaker had passed away before I could finish the wedding night!

My husband Liuxia is a virgin. After three days of busyness, I still can't break the ground. I cried like tears as soon as she pushed me. Liuxia was nervous and cummed at the entrance of Pengmen.

I cried because I missed the winemaker, he didn't understand

I don't know, this will hurt my husband's self-esteem

My husband is below the standard, why can't Xiao Sie break it? It must be that the fire I was burned out when I was a child.

The fact is really bad. My mound is smooth and pink, and there are not even capillaries. I don't have any trouble with pubic hair.

If there are no pores, then there are hairs?

Even though none of them grew, there was no epidermal layer of the labia, and they were all smooth, pink and red, which showed how severe the fire was.

When I was newly married, I became a policewoman. I had more experience in life than ordinary women. I knew nothing about it. It was abnormal. It was the one who should face it bravely.

But I kept crying, uncle, why don’t you leave me alone to face it?

On the fifth day, I opened my own daughter Hong

Husband! Feed her and drink. My legs were spreading. I imagine that when I was a child, the winemaker was caring for my private parts.

Not so, don't hurry, one small mouthful, Liuxia is very nervous, but the winemaker is more skilled

Very smooth! My husband's guy slipped in and with a thud, the wine-red juice flowed down his snow-white thighs

I became a wife in my body, but in my heart, the person who decided that I was helping me break the ground was the winemaker who had never known what name it was, and who came from, and had a smell of stinky tofu.

This uncle occupies a very important position in my life, and even when he was a policewoman, he encouraged me to take the exam. He said, "You are disgusted and kind, so that you will not be bullied."

What he left me was the daughter red with grape skins, grape seeds, and grape stems. It smelled stronger than the wine in the market, the wine was thicker, and the color was orange-red.

I made every cup by myself. There has never been a girl who can make her own daughter red by herself. Maybe it’s because of the special grape stem that started my special life.