When Danisha woke Daniel up the next day, his eyes were covered in blood vessels, which startled his sister, the culprit.
"Brother, are you alright? Why are your eyes so red?"
Danisha asked nervously.
Daniel looked at her listlessly. If he slept like this for a few more nights, he would really have to find a place with good Vastu to bury himself at any time. "It's nothing, I'm just not used to the sudden fan blowing on me last night. I have something to do today! Go and ask for leave for me, just say I'm not feeling well!"
"Brother, are you really alright?"
"It's alright, you can go ahead!"
As Danisha walked out, Daniel kept thinking to himself, "This girl doesn't even hide it from me when she's changing clothes. Does she really not care about the gender on my household registration? This can't go on! Otherwise...uff." After washing up, he asked his father for money and took a minibus straight to the county town. There were no good shops in the small town; if he wanted to buy something like a motorcycle, he would have to go to the county town.
East Street is the most bustling street in the county, selling all sorts of things! Daniel spent the whole afternoon browsing and finally found a motorcycle shop. They had all kinds of motorcycles, even 250cc racing bikes, but unfortunately, they were all priced at $3000 to $8000. These kinds of motorcycles weren't really suitable for driving in the mountains. If one fell over or had an accident, the person would definitely be seriously injured. Although he liked them, Daniel reluctantly looked at other types.
"Young man, you've been looking for a while! Tell me what kind you like, and I'll recommend something to you! You won't be able to tell the performance and price just by looking at it like this, and you'll get overwhelmed if you keep looking!"
The shop owner was a fierce-looking man in his thirties, his upper body covered in knife scars and tattoos. However, he didn't speak ill of the person in front of him just because he looked like a student; on the contrary, he was very enthusiastic.
Daniel noticed that the boss was polite and not as fierce as he appeared; he was clearly a shrewd businessman. Turning back, he offered the boss a cigarette and asked, "Brother, I really want to buy a bike to drive myself! But the roads around my hometown are all mountainous, and I also like cool racing. My budget is only Two thousand! Could you recommend one that suits your taste?"
"Thanks, but I don't smoke!"
The middle-aged man shook his head and pointed to a nimble racing bike next to him, saying, "Why don't you try this one? It's light and agile. It can go fast or slow. When it's slow, it's great for climbing mountain roads, and when it's fast, it can even run a road race. The engine is particularly powerful, but it's not heavy, so you don't have to worry about falling on mountain roads. Although it's a good bike, it's made in China, so the price isn't expensive. It'll only cost you $1570."
Can I try?
Daniel liked it at first sight. It looked somewhat like the Honda 250, but smaller, and its weight was about the same as a cruiser motorcycle. The body was a cool black, and the front design completely imitated the classic bullet shape of the ZR2, making it look particularly stylish.
"Young man, you know what we're in! If we knew each other, we could give it a try, but this is our first time meeting, isn't it?" the middle-aged man said somewhat embarrassedly.
Daniel thought it made sense. If someone dressed like a child were to fall or drive away, the other party would suffer a huge loss. He took out $2000 from his pocket and handed it over: "Brother, I'll try it on first, and if it works, I'll buy it from you."
The middle-aged man immediately smiled and nodded. Daniel climbed on; there was only a little gas left in the tank, but it was enough for a spin around the streets. After clarifying the gear shifting and other details, he turned the key, and the motorcycle roared to life. He released the brakes and started riding on the street. In big cities like Azura City, these motorcycles had long been a thing of the past. Now, even in his hometown, there were plenty of unlicensed motorcycles, but most were used for hauling pork or doing odd jobs; these cool road racers were nowhere to be seen.
After a short test drive, Daniel drove back satisfied and handed the vehicle over to the owner. The owner was easygoing and agreed to at 1500 yuan, and he would also buy the license plate. Daniel agreed, left his phone number, grabbed a stack of invoices, and rode his brand-new motorcycle along the highway towards the small town.
Upon entering the town, Daniel could feel the little stars twinkling in the eyes of the young girls who saw his Bike. He became even more smug, revving the engine to make the sound even more arrogant. Thinking about his trip to his aunt's house, besides the things he had already bought, Daniel also went to a store and bought some oil and daily necessities. After returning home and tying everything to the bike, he drove off contentedly towards his aunt's house.
The brand-new bike arrived in twenty minutes on the mountain road. After parking, he opened the gate and began carrying things inside. Just then, his second aunt heard the commotion and came out. She was still dressed appropriately in a light and refreshing outfit, but perhaps because she had been with a man, she looked even more charming and alluring. Her hair, still damp as if it had just been washed, was piled up on her back. When she saw her nephew, she blushed slightly and then became somewhat reserved. Her mature charm made Daniel's heart flutter.
Daniel said with great enthusiasm, "Second Aunt, I've brought you something!"
Susan walked over, looked at all the things on the ground, and grabbed Daniel's hand reproachfully, writing: "Silly child, why did you buy so much stuff? How much money did this cost?"
Seeing his second aunt start nagging like a wife after their night of passion, Daniel couldn't help but feel a little smug: "Second Aunt, you must have heard that I made some money in the city, right? I bought all of this with my own money! With me around, you and two dolls can finally enjoy a better life."
Susan, puzzled, carried all the bags and packages into the house with Daniel. Upon opening them, she found several bottles of soybean oil, some soap and shampoo, and a dazzling array of other snacks and meats. Somewhat uneasy, she pulled Daniel's hand and wrote: "Child, where did you get so much money? You haven't done anything wrong, have you? Your aunt would rather live a hard life than see you get into trouble."
After thinking it over, Daniel felt a warmth in his heart. He gently hugged Susan and said tenderly, "Auntie, I earned all of this through my own hard work. I made some money by selling wild vegetables in the city a couple of days ago! Now I'm able to support you. In a while, I'll have my dad find someone to repair your house!"
Susan felt a warmth in her heart; life without a man in the house was indeed difficult. This small family was so poor they couldn't even afford shampoo, yet she still anxiously wrote: "Dan, doesn't your dad have any objections? Don't waste your hard-earned money on your aunt; I'm used to being poor, it's fine. You still need to go to school and get married, you need to save more."
"Hehe, Auntie, with you around, why would I need to find a wife? Besides, where would I find a woman more charming than you?" Daniel spoke these kinds of words with ease, and they were quite effective.
Susan blushed and gestured, meaning, "You sit down first! I'll go make you some food." She then picked up the things on the floor and went into the kitchen. Watching his aunt's swaying figure, Daniel's heart stirred again, and he quietly got up and followed her.
Susan's kitchen was actually just a small mud-brick house with only one window for ventilation. It contained only a broken black pot and a spoon, and even the only seasoning was salt. MSG and chicken bouillon, which were popular in ordinary households, were luxuries here. Even the most basic soy sauce was unavailable.
Susan happily unpacked all the seasonings and plastic containers, arranged them neatly, and then laid out all the tempting food items. With a joyful expression, she picked up a chicken and began to stew it.
"Auntie, I miss you!" Seeing this scene, Daniel felt a pang of sadness, but he knew that if he were around, he would definitely make sure the mother and daughter lived a good life. He gently walked over and hugged his aunt from behind.
Susan turned around and wrote somewhat embarrassedly: "Dan, Auntie will cook for you first! You're still young, doing this too much isn't good for your health."
"So, do you want to?" Daniel slipped his hands inside his second aunt's loose clothes and began to fondle her round, soft breasts.
Susan nodded somewhat shyly, and Daniel happily squatted down. He pulled down her pants and carefully examined her two petals, which, although no longer young, were still remarkably rosy. Susan felt a chill and quickly tried to pull her pants back up, gesturing frantically with her hands, roughly meaning: It's broad daylight now, it wouldn't be good if someone saw us.
"Auntie, it's alright! Soya and Sofiya have all gone to school, who else would come?" As Daniel spoke, he couldn't help but lean forward and kiss the bright red petals. His tongue skillfully slipped into the already warm flower cave and began to lick the sensitive bud.
Susan thought to herself, trembling as she added a lot of water to the pot and slowly opened her legs to enjoy the comfortable feeling. She held onto the stove with both hands, exposing her most private parts to her nephew.
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