Chapter 11: Sudden Change

  "The taste of being a woman..."

  Ding Hao muttered to himself, and his thoughts suddenly drifted back to the world he had lived in for over twenty years. In this life or the previous one, until now, he also had a woman, he had a woman.

  It was during his sophomore year that he had his first woman. By the time of his sophomore year, the parts that were supposed to be big had already fully developed, and sometimes when he glanced at his little brother, he even thought it would be better if they stopped developing from now on. Everything was ready, all that was missing was the east wind, and the "east wind" arrived soon after.

  "Dong Feng" is called Mo Yan, a senior sister in her third year of university.

  The two first met on campus when he was riding his bike around a corner, just as two students who were speeding on their bikes collided with each other. At that moment, she appeared. She rode a 26-inch bicycle, holding onto the handlebars and swaying back and forth, dodging the two people who had fallen to the ground, shouting "Be careful, be careful, don't bump into me, whatever you do, don't bump into me..."

  Mo Yan's skin was very white, her eyes were long and narrow, not big, but always seemed to be smiling. The most beautiful was her mouth, the shape of a diamond, lip color bright red, a row of fine white teeth, when tightly begging, it looked exceptionally charming, her figure was also quite good. Yang Decheng's eyes were very poisonous, at a glance, he scanned out all her advantages.

  When Mo Yan later used this small red lip-like mouth, gently biting Yang Decheng's erect part, Yang Decheng would recall her soft voice when riding a bike: "Be careful, be careful, don't bump into me, whatever you do, don't bump into me..."

  Then his lower abdomen would be like a raging fire, and his hips would thrust upwards fiercely. However, Mo Yan only sucked tighter and hugged more tightly, never shouting "Be careful, don't bump into me!"

  That day, Mo Yan, who was shouting frantically not to hit her while shaking her head, still managed to bump into Yang Decheng, who was dodging her, in a close encounter. Yang Decheng could only look at her and smile bitterly with helplessness.

  The two people got to know each other, perhaps they could mutually like each other, their bioelectricity was really very compatible, from Yang Decheng supporting Mo Yan to the infirmary, to Mo Yan riding on him galloping like a wild horse, only three months passed.

  Sister had already lost her virginity, Yang Decheng... Yang Decheng would not admit to being a virgin either, but his tense body was like a tightly strung bow, shamelessly exposing everything to Sister. Mo Yan, who was originally prepared to lie there and endure his * , felt excited, joyful, and a maternal love, wondering if women also feel proud when they take a man's first time?

  So, Yang Decheng's gentle-looking but fiery senior sister completely dominated in bed. To cover up the miserable moans coming from the single bed, his senior sister turned on his computer and played a song at maximum volume: "......One horse galloping, shooting eagle drawing bow, heaven and earth are all in my heart......"

  Yang Decheng's eyes suddenly bulged with anger, his energy sank to the bottom of his abdomen, and he concentrated all his strength on one point, not showing any weakness as he resisted that drum-like buttocks. After Mei Kai's second climax and crazy soul-selling, Mo Xiaojie, who had been shooting arrows at him, was finally satisfied. Yang Decheng, drenched in sweat and panting heavily, picked up the cigarette that his senior sister had lit for him, and suddenly felt very depressed, thinking: "Damn it, I think I've been raped by her."

  But the taste is really addictive, when it comes, the sky spins and the earth turns, the whole body seems to explode into billions of pieces, and then slowly reassemble into one. So two people are always indulging in this game. However, human gatherings are like clouds in the sky, you don't know when two clouds that were originally far apart will be blown together by the wind, and when they will be separated again.

  Mo Yan was one year his senior when he stepped into society, and in front of those wealthy uncles who used BMWs as their ride and banknotes as fans, Yang Decheng immediately became a white horse attendant from a white horse prince. No matter how white the horse is, it's still an attendant. Although the two people had never explicitly said to break up, they unknowingly turned back into a relationship between senior sister and junior brother...

  Thinking of the past, Ding Hao let out a soft sigh. In his previous life, there weren't many things worth reminiscing about, but after all, it was the place where he had lived for over twenty years. Thinking again about the present, the lecherous pig who yearned to taste the flavor of women would probably be the most vivid reflection of himself tomorrow.

  Miss Ding is right, having backbone is good, but if a person has no strengths and still has an arrogant attitude, that's being out of touch with reality. A man, if he has no abilities, doesn't even deserve to have self-respect, then he truly has nothing.

  Thinking of this, Ding Hao suddenly jumped up and stood on the high pile of straw, with his hands on his waist, looking far away over the dense eaves. After a long while, a heroic spirit rose in his heart: "One horse galloping, shooting eagles with a bow, the world is all in my heart." He suddenly turned back and asked very seriously: "Piggy, you say... if I were to leave the Ding family's courtyard, what kind of decent business could I do?"

  "Hmm..." Zhu Zhi'er supported his chin and thought carefully for half a day, suddenly his eyebrows opened and he smiled: "I've got it! With your exceptional skills in wielding that eight-foot whip, if you leave the Dings' house, hmm... maybe you can find work as a coachman or mule driver at the Ye family's carriage business."

  Ding Hao snorted and said in a bad mood: "If I don't work as a cart driver or a mule driver, what else can I do?"

  The little pig thought seriously for half a day: "If you don't want to be a car husband or a mule husband, then... if you're lucky, you might become the head of the Ye family's cart business..."

  Ding Hao stretched out his arms and leaned back, "thud" sound fell back into the straw pit, groaning: "Can't drive a cart?"

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  New Year's Eve, in the evening, the Ding family worshiped their ancestors.

  The Ding family ancestral hall covers an area of about 10 mu, located on the east side of the Ding family's large courtyard. The entire hall is facing east and has a very quiet atmosphere. That evening, Ding Tingxun brought his second wife Zhou Shi, two concubines, two daughters, his eldest son's wife Lu Shi, as well as all the servants, housekeepers, and maids in the household to the ancestral hall.

  On both sides of the temple gate, there are over one-meter-high Hanbaiyu marble stone lions. Upon entering, there is a high and spacious courtyard with a five-cornered pavilion directly opposite the main gate. The five pillars, steps, round table, and stone drum in the pavilion are all made of Hanbaiyu marble. On both sides of the pavilion, there are over one-meter-wide and four-to-five-meter-high Hanbaiyu marble stone tablets supported by turtles.

  The four walls are surrounded by thick and solid green bricks, one of which is equivalent to four red bricks in later generations. The dark green glazed tiles on the roof shine with a faint luster under the lamp light, like the scales of a black fish. The high-eaved roof is carved with exquisite flower and bird patterns, showing grandeur and magnificence.

  As soon as they entered the ancestral hall, the servants and maids knelt down in the courtyard according to instructions. Further ahead was the main hall, with a row of houses on either side. After passing through the main hall, there was another courtyard, where the stewards, tenant farmers, and laborers would kneel and pay their respects.

  Further ahead, the third courtyard is a grand hall dedicated to the ancestors of the Ding family. The hall has a green-tiled roof with brick-carved dragon heads on both sides of the ridge, and the eaves tiles are all engraved with longevity characters. The three-tiered white marble platform is covered with thick mats, and women are not allowed to enter the ancestral hall. Madame Zhou led two daughters-in-law and two concubines to kneel at the entrance of the hall. Ding Tingxun, who was ill, slowly walked alone into the ancestral hall where the ancestors' spirit tablets were enshrined.

  Ding Hao knelt in the crowd of slaves, watching the grand ceremony of Ding Fu's ancestral worship with a look of great interest. In his heart, he secretly congratulated himself on his good fortune, thanks to his mother's reminder, which had prompted him to tie thick pads inside his pants. Otherwise, judging from Old Master Ding's slow pace, by the time he finished worshipping his ancestors, Ding Hao would have gotten rheumatism and his knees would have turned blue from kneeling for so long.

  Ding Hao raised his head without any reverence, looking around. The buildings in the ancestral hall were much higher than ordinary residential houses, those houses were five or six meters high, even that five-corner pavilion was four or five meters high, with huge wooden pillars supporting the eaves, and the horizontal beams on the top of the pavilion were also made of large trees, it's really unknown how many hundred-year-old trees, how many blocks of Han white jade giant stones and green bricks the Ding family used to build this ancestral hall.

  "The Ding family really knows how to spend money, just the cost of building this pavilion is enough to give 'me', this illegitimate son, a bit of dignity. "Ding Hao looked at the pavilion with a hint of cold smile on his lips. He shifted his body slightly, intending to move forward and hide behind the stone turtle to avoid the wind, when suddenly a loud and shrill cry came from behind him, piercingly loud in the quiet and solemn ancestral hall: "Master Ding, Master Ding, something terrible has happened, something terrible has happened!"

  Liu Shiyi, the steward of the outer courtyard, who was kneeling in the second courtyard, heard the commotion and was afraid of startling Master, who was offering sacrifices to his ancestors in the ancestral hall. He quickly got up and rushed over, crouching down and standing on tiptoe, holding back his voice and shouting in a hasty tone: "You scoundrel! On New Year's Day, you can't even speak properly! What's so urgent that it can't wait until Master finishes the ancestor worship?"

  Ding Hao turned his head to look, relying on the twelve linked lanterns on either side of the gate, he clearly saw a big man with one foot inside the threshold and one foot outside, holding onto the gate and panting heavily. He wore a dog skin hat and sheepskin coat, both legs wrapped in leggings for traveling far, his face scorched as he shouted: "Wait...can't wait any longer, something big has happened! The grain cart was robbed, young master was seriously injured, young master wants you to quickly send a fast horse back, tell the master to make arrangements early."

  With a loud "boom", the news stunned everyone in the courtyard. The serious injury of Master Ding, the young master of the Ding family, might not be a big deal to them, but the hijacking of the grain cart was a cause for panic for everyone. This was a disaster that could lead to the downfall of their entire household!

  The Ding family has been selling grain to the military for over a decade, and the large army guarding the border is the source of their wealth and power. However, this is a double-edged sword - with great profit comes great risk. If the military supplies are not delivered on time, it would be a grave offense, and if it leads to a mutiny, it would be a crime punishable by destruction of the entire family. Now that it's the coldest winter month, there's news that the northern Tartars are "burning the grass" and raiding the borders. If the border army loses due to lack of food, how can the Ding family bear the consequences?

  Liu Shiyi's feet slipped upon hearing the news, and he almost fell down from the stairs. He didn't dare to fart, turned around and rushed inside, crying out loudly: "Master, master, something terrible has happened!"