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Chapter 1 Autumn Day

21days ago Rural fiction 5
This is the sky in the northeast. It was just past October and it started to freeze. The strong north wind was even harder than a knife. The frozen black land was harder than the iron.

At this time of year, the Northeastern people started their annual cat winter. The fat black soil that was almost oily gave them a good harvest for a year. Even if they were like blind bears hiding in a tree hole, they would never have to worry about eating.

It was a rare sunny day. Su Zhijun sat on the concrete floor of his yard and carried bundles of dried bean rods and corn stalks into the firewood next to the entrance of the yard. Although the natural gas from Russia was already connected to his home, he, born in the 1960s, still prefers to use these natural firewood to burn large kangs.

In his impression, winter and the group of kangs are definitely as closely related to the rainy days and chocolates mentioned in the TV advertisement. In his opinion, if it is winter, it is definitely a more terrifying thing than the end of the world if you can't sleep on the big kang with your own hot butt burning.

Dad, stop busy, eat an apple first

A sweet voice sounded beside him. Looking up, a petite figure had arrived in front of him at some point

That was his daughter-in-law Shu Ting. Although she was not tall, she was definitely more than 1.6 meters tall even in high heels. However, her small and delicate body was bulging in front and tilted back, delicate and orderly, just like the willows by the pond in spring, graceful to the point where the pen and ink were indescribable

Today, she wore a white shirt with a ball of flowers on her chest, and a schnee skirt with a red background and black grid underneath. She was slender and moderate, with delicate curves, tightly wrapped in light flesh-colored leggings. With the huge slit at the bottom of the skirt, it kept stimulating Su Zhijun's visual nerves.

She has a very sweet and cute baby face. When she smiles, two very cute dimples will appear on her face unconsciously. Her hair that is long at the waist is combed into a neat single ponytail, emitting a healthy shiny light under the sunshine.

Su Zhijun felt a little nervous, and unconsciously remembered a sentence that his comrade-in-arms scholar said back then: A woman with a tall body is on the bed, while a woman with a short body is hugged on her knees and played with her.

Thinking of these colorful jokes from his comrades back then, Su Zhijun couldn't help but feel a little hot. His old lady has been dead for almost three years. During these three years, his desires were like floods blocked behind the gate. Even if he just saw some slightly excessive shots on the TV, he had a surging posture.

Shaking his head vigorously and suppressing his thoughts in his heart. Su Zhijun sighed heavily and reached out to take the apple handed over by Shu Ting.

Because she has done frequent maintenance and has never done any hard work, her hands are thin and white. Through her white and tender skin, she can clearly see the light blue blood vessels hidden below.

Such a woman is beautiful, but to be honest, she is not the best daughter-in-law candidate in Su Zhijun's heart. Rural people pay attention to being able to give birth. When looking for women, you must find a big butt and round breasts. The most important thing is that you must have a tall figure. Only in this way can your offspring not grow into three inches

The most important thing is that this woman is not from the Northeast, but from the water town in the south of the Yangtze River. She traveled thousands of miles to this poor mountain and bad water place. Can she really adapt to life here?

This is the intersection of Daxinganling and Changbai Mountain. The fat black soil is concentrated on the relatively flat hillside. Not far away is the distant primeval forest. Due to the rare travel of people, there are very few people in the village, which makes the land resources seem unprecedentedly abundant.

The Su family is the famous richest man in this village. After years of free reclaiming, the land under Su Zhijun's name has exceeded three acres. The income from growing corn is about 10,000 yuan every year. He became rich first, and built a two-story building at home. The extra money he had was given to his brother-in-law in the county, and he opened a transportation team, specializing in industrial transportation.

After his son graduated from university, he worked in Beijing for three years because he didn't want to farm. During these three years, he received a certificate with his wife and Shu Ting who had not yet died.

Beijing is well developed, but it is not the place for everyone. The two sons and daughters-in-law seem to have a good income, but even if they don’t eat or drink, they can’t afford a house of one square meter.

In the end, my son suffered from stomach problems due to high pressure and exhausted work. It was this serious illness that made him see his future in Beijing bleak. After being discharged from the hospital, he took his wife to this old land that had raised him for more than 20 years.

He was always a child with a strong career aspiration. As soon as he arrived home, he immediately went to the county town to find his uncle. The two hit it off, and then he stayed in the convoy to help develop new businesses. After half a year, the convoy became prosperous

If you say the only regret, it is that your daughter-in-law Shu Ting has suffered. When she was in Beijing, it is said that she was doing something HR. This kind of high-end thing, except in Beijing where Lao Su felt so perverted that he could not be perverted, he really didn't know where to use it on this black soil.

Since her previous work experience was useless, she had to work at home. Fortunately, the Su family has a great career and does not lack her chopsticks. The conditions on the convoy are difficult, and her son can't bear to suffer with her, so his sex keeps her with Lao Su. He can also help take care of Lao Su. It is definitely a good thing to kill two birds with one stone.

Dad eats fruit

Seeing that Old Su was silent, Shu Ting pulled up a long voice like a spoiled person. Her snow-white little hand held his rough big hand without hesitation, and she swayed rhythmically.

Although this girl is already married, she is still as innocent and cute as she was when she was a daughter. What she likes most is to act coquettishly in front of him.

OK, OK, eat fruit

Shu Ting's coquettish voice made Lao Su pass the memory of the past. He smiled and took the apple she handed to him, and took a heavy bite.

Dad, the season is about to change. Eat more fruits so you won’t get angry

Shu Ting smiled very well, her cute oval face was snow-white and delicate, and she was paired with a pair of pretty cute smiles. Even though she had a slim heart, she would be intoxicated without realizing it.

Because the weather has turned cold, Shu Ting, who has lived in the south for many years, has changed into a white turtleneck sweater and is equipped with a pink snowflake cocoon-style windbreaker on the outside.

However, because girls love beauty, Shu Ting only wore a black transparent pantyhose under her. Through the thin black stockings, her beautiful legs that were snow-white without losing their delicate curves were clearly visible.

Outside the pantyhose, Shu Ting wore a beige dress with black spots. The overall look, although the style of the clothing is simple, it perfectly reflects her dignified, elegant, playful and cute temperament to the fullest.

Looking at Shu Ting, who looked like an elf, Su Zhijun couldn't help but feel his heart shaking.

Northeast is a place to support people. As long as you are hardworking and strong enough, the resources given by God are enough to make people live a prosperous life and have no worries about food and clothing.

However, while having no worries about food and clothing, the most troublesome thing that bothers Su Zhijun is probably the little thing inside the house.

My wife has been dead for almost three years. Only he himself knows the loneliness and hardship of living alone in these three years.

Now he still hits like a strong bull, 1.9 meters tall, and with muscles that are harder than pig iron, even a young man is not as good as standing up

Such a strong body lacks the nourishment of women, and the difficulty can naturally be imagined.

It is precisely because of this that Su Zhijun is now like a bull who has committed a group (local dialect: refers to the mating season). As long as it is a woman, she will not stop looking at her well without red eyes.

In order not to cause trouble from his subordinates, Su Zhijun tried his best to find something to use to waste his extra energy, farming, playing wild animals, playing cards, playing chess, and even recently, he learned to use computers to chat with his former comrades QQ, and play chess with QQ games on the computer.

Although life during the day really fills the trivial matters, at night, his heart still seems to be burning with a fire. From going to bed at night to waking up the next morning, the huge horse cock is always hard.

Su Zhijun absolutely believes that what he said is Majiu, because he has made real comparisons

When he was still in the army, because of his skill and shooting skills, he used to be a guard for his leader.

At that time, the conditions of the army were not very good. Basically, cadres at the regiment level did not have a car, but used horses to transport. As the confidant of the regiment commander, the job of serving horses fell on Su Zhijun's head.

Because he was often ridiculed for having a horse dick, Su Zhijun compared the long thing on his body one night with the leader's peach blossom horse.

The result of comparison is that his thing even grows a finger knuckle than a horse dick. Not only is it length, but even the glans as big as a duck egg are almost the same thickness as the horse dick.

Dad, eat slowly

Su Zhijun was awakened from his previous memory by Shu Ting's soft voice. He lowered his head embarrassedly and ate the apple in his hand in two mouthfuls.

Dad, I personally cooked and made our Sichuan cuisine. Mao Xuewang, come and try their skills.

Shu Ting smiled and pulled Su Zhijun's big hand, and was as happy as a bird flying in the sky, jumping to the restaurant.