It was Chen Chu's first time eating hot pot, and also his first time in such a large restaurant. When he came to the county town before, he'd always find a roadside stall, drink a bowl of tofu pudding, and eat two fried cakes or something. That was a wonderful thing. It was like a meal out. But now that Xiaolian was sitting across from him, he felt much more relaxed. If it was Ji Xiaotao or someone else, he might have felt awkward. No matter how Xiaolian changed, she didn't have the aura to deal with him. Chen Chu ate in a haphazard manner, while Xiaolian put meat into his bowl, while she only ate vegetables.
"Why don't you eat meat?" Chen Chu asked.
"Me? Most women in Shencheng don't eat meat. Eating meat will make you fat and affect your figure. Then you'll become a fat man and no one will want you. Hahahaha... You're a man, men should eat more and be strong, so that women will like you!"
Xiaolian said as she picked up some more meat for Chen Chu to eat. Chen Chu didn't care about that. It would be a waste if he didn't eat it. It wasn't his money. Hearing Xiaolian's words, Chen Chu couldn't help but admire Old Man Zhang. He was still very cunning. There's a saying in the countryside that you can tell a person's future by the age of three. Old Man Zhang knew what kind of person Xiaolian was just by looking at her face. Listen to what she said now, eating meat affects your body shape, and no one will like you when you get fat? Sickle? Isn't this the typical idea of raising a mistress? She's just a slut. In the countryside, wives are supposed to feed pigs and dogs, raise children, farm, and harvest. Can such a thing work? Chen Chu was stunned. He couldn't even take a wife like this for free. Wouldn't she despise his father? Would he even kick his father out of the house? Of course, it was still okay to play with such a woman.
"Waiter! Two bottles of beer!" Xiaolian shouted.
The waiter hurried over with beer and opened it.
"Xiao Lian...Sister, are we still drinking?" Chen Chu asked.
He had never drunk alcohol. His father drank a little when he had nothing to do, but he didn't let him drink, saying it was not good for children to drink. In fact, it was also to save money. Old man Zhang often asked him to get some wine. But Old man Zhang's wine pot was dirtier than a dung spoon. It was impossible for him to drink secretly. It was disgusting just to look at it. As for beer, it was a luxury for him. Although the store sold it for 1.5 yuan a bottle, he didn't drink it, nor did he dare to drink it. He didn't have much money. He could buy some meat with the money he earned from picking up rags. Old man Zhang told him that he should eat more meat now because he was growing up, otherwise he would not grow taller after this period of time. The beer was opened, and Xiaolian asked for two more beer glasses. After pouring a bottle of beer, less than half of the bottle was left. Then Xiaolian pushed the draft beer glass in front of Chen Chu.
"Come on, go with me!"
Seeing Chen Chu stunned, Xiaolian giggled.
"People in big cities mostly drink by blowing into the bottle, that is, drinking from it with their mouths facing the bottle. Some people can finish a bottle in one breath!"
Chen Chu fainted.
"Can you drink a whole bottle in one breath? This is wine. I can't even drink that much cold water."
Xiaolian laughed again. She drank beer when she was at home. It is said that boys should be raised in poverty and girls should be raised in wealth. No matter how poor a rural family is, it is not advisable to lose out on girls.
"Hehehe...Besides, when eating barbecue or hotpot, how can we not drink alcohol when there are delicious dishes? Don't you think so?" Xiaolian said with a smile.
Chen Chu nodded, thinking to himself, "I'm a man, I can't let a woman laugh at me." He clinked his cup with Xiaolian. Xiaolian said, "You're younger than me, so you should clink your cup downwards. It's proper etiquette." Chen Chu thought Xiaolian was being a bit fussy, so he took a sip. He couldn't help but frown. He almost vomited.
"Sister Xiaolian, what kind of wine is this? It's not even as good as the bulk liquor you sell. It tastes like horse urine!"
Xiaolian almost choked from laughing.
"Haha, just drink more, it will be fine!"
Chen Chu was afraid of being laughed at, especially in front of Xiaolian. So he pinched his nose and drank it, actually drinking half the cup in one gulp. Then he put the cup down. Xiaolian was a little dumbfounded. She didn't expect this kid to be such a drinker. Chen Chu put down the glass, and a breath of air rose from his stomach, rushing straight to his head, and then gurgled like bubbles rising up. He opened his mouth and burped twice. Xiaolian hurriedly picked up some food for him. Chen Chu took a few bites of the food and took a sip of beer. He felt that the taste was good, especially spicy food, which was even more enjoyable.
"Sister Xiaolian, why don't you eat spicy food? Spicy food tastes better."
Chen Chu's face felt a little hot. He was no longer as nervous as before and spoke more relaxedly.
"It's too spicy to eat!" Xiaolian also took a sip of beer. Seeing that Chen Chu's glass was empty, she poured him another one. However, she only poured less than half a glass of beer. Then she called out, "Waiter! Five more bottles, please! I want them chilled!"
Xiaolian also drank half a bottle of beer, her face hot and her head a little dizzy. She liked Chen Chu even more. He wasn't bad looking, but he didn't clean up and his clothes were rather tacky. But he wasn't like Wang Dasheng or those other brats from the countryside. He was well-washed and perfumed. He was also quite bold with her. Xiaolian liked men who were bold with her, unlike Wang Dasheng, who was too embarrassed to even take off his socks on their wedding day and just slept with them. Or maybe she couldn't contain her curiosity. It was only after seven or eight days of marriage that she took the initiative to sleep with Wang Dasheng. She regretted it now. If she had known Chen Chu would appear later, she would have decided not to sleep with Wang Dasheng. Also, during their trip to Shencheng, she heard that a woman's virginity was very valuable, at least three thousand yuan, but if it was valued by a big boss, it could be sold for tens of thousands. So Wang Dasheng got it for free, and she felt a little sorry. Xiaolian ordered sex a few more times. Chen Chu ate and drank heartily, and the more he ate, the more Xiaolian enjoyed it. She didn't eat much, just silently drinking and watching Chen Chu eat. Her heart was jumping like a little rabbit. She wondered if she'd check into a room with Chen Chu after they finished eating. Her second sister, Xiaoqing, secretly told her about going out with other men and how different the feeling was, incredibly pleasurable. She also said that every man had a carrot, and each carrot was different. Some were long, some short, some thick, some thin. Xiaolian asked which was best. Her second sister said, of course, the bigger the better. Bigger things are more satisfying for women, but women are most afraid of long and thin things. They move quickly and sting. It's best to have something long, but also thick, so that the movements are continuous, like hammering iron—snap, snap, snap—that's the best. But when it comes to the crucial moment, it's all about snap, snap, snap... This continuous flow is when women reach their climax. Xiaolian no longer knew what an orgasm was. Except for the first night with Wang Dasheng, she had basically no feelings after that. Wang Dasheng's penis was very small, only about seven or eight centimeters when erect, maybe even less. It felt like a small toothpick when it touched her vagina, and it wasn't as comfortable as her middle finger. And after a few strokes, he would gasp and come. The sticky stuff down there was really disgusting. She was embarrassed to talk about this with her third sister, Xiaoying, because Xiaoying was also a country girl who always liked to make fun of others. She and her second sister, Xiaoqing, had been good friends since they were young. So they talked about everything. She also learned that men's penises can be long or short, thick or thin. She was embarrassed at first, but in the end, she felt sorry for herself. Her second sister also felt that her second brother-in-law's penis was too big, but it didn't last long, so she went out to find someone else.
"Women, be nicer to yourself!" This is what her second sister told her.
Of course, there's also the saying about when a man's stuff is best. It's definitely sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, or nineteen, when men are just starting to develop. At that age, men are like calves, hard enough to poke a hole in a pot lid. Of course, it varies from person to person. Some are at their strongest in their twenties, but after thirty, they become increasingly weaker, their duration becoming shorter and shorter, forcing them to resort to medication to maintain their power... Xiaolian's face flushed. Chen Chu was sixteen, so his thing must be as powerful as a calf's, as her second sister had said. Could it really poke a hole in a pot lid? Xiaolian blushed at the thought. She wished she could be killed by a strong man, rather than suffer like Wang Dasheng for the rest of her life. Women should treat themselves better. Why did she have to suffer with that stinky Wang Dasheng?... Xiaolian took another swig of wine. She felt a little dizzy.
"Brother, what do you think of me?"
Her breath was fragrant, though with a hint of alcohol. Chen Chu had already drunk three bottles of beer, and while he was still quite sober, he was also feeling a bit woozy. His face was a little red, but the alcohol content of the beer was not high after all. It was far inferior to the Erguotou his father drank, or the loose liquor that Old Man Zhang drank.
"Sister, I'm going to the bathroom first!"
Xiaolian rolled her eyes at him. … After returning from the bathroom, they continued drinking until they had finished their beer. Chen Chu was almost done eating, too. Xiaolian unzipped her purse, pulled out two hundred yuan, and called the waiter for the bill. This table would have cost at least three or four hundred yuan in Shencheng, but here it was less than a hundred and fifty. Xiaolian said it was a bargain. She wiped her mouth with a napkin, then wiped Chen Chu's. Then, she took his arm, and they both staggered out of the hotel.
"Brother, where are you going?" Xiaolian asked deliberately.
"Sister Xiaolian, um...why don't we go to the cornfield now?"
"Bah! You bastard!"
Xiaolian simply didn't know what to say to him. This kid has set his sights on the firewood pile and the cornfield. How could he be so hopeless! She couldn't help but think of the scene where she and he kissed and hugged each other in the firewood pile, and her face flushed even more. But she and he had never been to the cornfield. Her womanly instinct made her wonder if Chen Chu had gone to the cornfield with some demon. But she didn't say anything.
"Chen Chu, why don't you and your sister go to the hotel!"
"Hotel?" Chen Chu breathed a breath of alcohol and ordered seven bottles of beer. He drank five of them.
I didn't think it was a big deal at first, but then it started to kick in and I felt a bit top-heavy.
"Sister Xiaolian, is the hotel in the village?"
Xiaolian was speechless, but she found him even cuter, and under the influence of alcohol, she couldn't help but kiss Chen Chu on the face.
"You idiot! I've already booked a room at the hotel, all you have to do is come with me!"
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