Chapter 103

Mom walked towards us, her gaze lingering on me for a moment before she smiled at my aunt and sister, inviting them to sit down while she asked my sister and me to prepare some fruit.

My aunt lay sprawled on the sofa and said casually, “Hey sis, isn’t this just my and Yanyan’s house? Why are you being so polite?”

Mom rolled her eyes at her gently: “Would you two be more comfortable if I just ignored you and Yanyan as usual?”

…

My sister and I went to the kitchen, washed some fruit, and my sister gently nudged my shoulder: “Tell me, did your aunt see me kiss you?”

Looking at the worry in my sister’s eyes, I couldn’t help but laugh and say, “I was blocking you at the time, so she definitely couldn’t see you. Besides, if she had seen you, would your aunt have reacted so calmly?”

Hearing me say that, my sister finally felt relieved.

But I couldn’t help but wonder what my aunt’s reaction and feelings would be when she saw me groping my sister and Chen Xiao’s private parts in the elevator, bringing my sister to orgasm.

Wow, unimaginable.

…

Although the kitchen in our house is an open kitchen, the three of us can’t see the kitchen from our mothers’ location, which made me bolder.

After not seeing her for many days, I couldn’t help but hug my sister’s slender waist tightly.

The younger sister looked up at her with a puzzled expression: “What’s wrong?”

I lowered my head slightly, took my sister’s lips into my mouth, and gently licked them, but I didn’t go too far by sticking my tongue inside.

My sister’s peach blossom eyes instantly became watery from my kisses. She neither refused nor responded, like a wooden doll, letting me kiss her lips.

After kissing for a while, Mom’s voice came from the living room: “Isn’t the fruit washed yet? Why is it taking so long?”

I let go of my sister, squeezed her hand, and carried the fruit back to the living room.

My aunt’s foxy eyes scrutinized me with interest, and I felt a pang of guilt. She must know why my sister and I had been lingering in the kitchen for so long.

The older sister waved to her younger sister and gave her a jade bracelet. The younger sister sweetly said, “Thank you, Sister Yeon-yeon.”

I expressed my dissatisfaction: “Hey sister, I’ve been with you for two days, why haven’t you given me a gift?”

My sister touched her earlobe and said, “I don’t have the bracelet anymore, but how about I give you my earrings?”

Everyone couldn’t help but smile and burst into laughter.

My aunt also gave my sister a gift she brought back from Italy. It was a ring, just like the ones my mother and I received. It was beautifully crafted, but it wasn’t Cupid’s ring.

The four women around him were chatting, looking quite happy.

I kept glancing at my mother. It had been two days since I last saw her, but it felt like a long time. I missed her terribly.

Unable to contain my excitement, I forced myself to squeeze next to my mother.

The younger sister on the other side of her mother grumbled in dissatisfaction, “What’s going on? Why are you all crowding in here?”

I said, “Go sit where I am, I’ll stay with Mom for a while.”

My mother glanced at me, her face gentle and beautiful, with a slight smile. She shifted her body to make room for me.

My mother’s initiative made me instantly overjoyed.

My mother has a unique fragrance, subtle and faint, completely different from the pungent smell of ordinary women made up with cosmetics; it smells very nice.

I gently massaged my mother’s slender, fragrant shoulders: “Mom, did you get some rest today?”

The mother smiled, her phoenix eyes sparkling: “After picking Xixi up, she took a nap.”

“It’s good to get plenty of rest.”

My mother ignored me; she chatted with my aunt and sister, occasionally bursting into laughter.

I was massaging my mother’s shoulders and neck when she suddenly turned around and asked me, “I haven’t even asked you yet, where have you been these past two days? You haven’t answered your phone or replied to your messages.”

The younger sister chimed in at the opportune moment: “I called my brother more than a dozen times, but he didn’t answer.”

I laughed and said, “You’ll have to ask my aunt about that; it was all her idea.”

My aunt was caught off guard. She glared at me lightly, coughed, and made up an excuse to get away with it.

Fortunately, Mom didn’t press her too much. She asked her aunt and sister, “What would you two like to eat? I’ll have Lin Yuan make it.”

I joked, “So, I’m just the cook in our family?”

My sister said, “It’s your honor to serve us!”

“Fine! Only I would indulge you women.”

My sister said, “Others would love to spoil you but don’t even have the right to. You’re so lucky but don’t know it.”

After asking a few women what they wanted to eat, I took my sister out to buy groceries.

On the way, my younger sister complained to me, “Mom’s cooking is not good at all. I forced myself to finish it so as not to upset her.”

Upon hearing this, I pictured my younger sister forcing a smile as she praised the delicious food our mother had cooked.

My mother is a woman who never lifts a finger. Before my maternal grandmother passed away, she cooked at home. After my grandmother passed away, I worked hard to improve my cooking skills in order to take care of my mother, so my mother’s cooking skills never improved much.

I patted my sister’s shoulder and half-put her in my arms, saying, “What do you want to eat? I’ll make it for you when we get back!”

“Then I have so many things I want to eat!”

…

Nothing happened on the way home. When my sister and I arrived at the elevator, the thought of going to Song Yu’s house resurfaced. However, I couldn’t explain to my sister that I should go back alone first, so I had to give up the idea again.

Back home, I chased my sister out of the kitchen and started cooking by myself. During the meal, all four of them came in once each, asking if I needed help, but I refused them all.

Nearly two hours later, as dusk approached, I shouted, “Dinner’s ready!”

My younger sister came running over to help me bring the food—six dishes and a soup.

“The fish are here!”

I called out softly, placed the last dish on the table, and smiled at my mother, “Mom, steamed sea bass, I made this especially for you.”

My mother loves to eat fish, and the whole family knows it.

The mother smiled sweetly, her voice soft: “Thank you, my dear son.”

My aunt chimed in sarcastically, “I also really like eating fish. I thought it was made especially for me.”

I picked up the fish tail and gave it to her: “This fish tail was specially made for you, eat it.”

My aunt was so angry she gritted her teeth and glared at me with hatred.

At the dinner table, the aunt asked, “How many days off did Lin Yuan and Xixi have for the National Day holiday?”

The younger sister’s peach blossom eyes narrowed into crescent moons, and she looked very happy: “Seven days, eight days including today!”

I said, “I haven’t been to school these past two days, so I don’t know yet.”

The mother said, “It’s also seven days.”

I exclaimed in surprise, “Seven days? Really?!”

I’d be grateful if my senior year of high school got a three-day holiday for National Day, but this year they got seven days! Am I dreaming?

“Yes, that’s what your teacher, Ms. Chu, told me.”

When Chu Ning was mentioned, my aunt’s expression changed slightly, and my older sister also looked up at me. Only my younger sister, unaware of the situation, continued to eat with great enjoyment.

I buried myself in my food, not saying a word.

My aunt’s expression softened, and she smiled again: “In that case, let’s go back to our hometown. The tourism industry in Cuiwei Town is developing quite well now. Let’s have a good time there for a few days.”

My younger sister was the first to raise her hand in agreement: “I agree!”

I looked at my mother. None of us had any problems, but I figured it would be difficult to get her to agree.

Mom nodded slightly: “Okay.”

“Huh?” I asked naively, “You just agree like that?”

The mother countered, “What do you mean I just agreed like that?”

“No, no.” I quickly shook my head: “You agreed so readily, it’s a bit unexpected.”

Mom smiled faintly: “Don’t you always tell me to balance work and rest? Everyone else is on holiday, so there’s no reason for me to work overtime.”

I looked at my mother, and for a moment I couldn’t understand why her thoughts had changed so quickly.

Is this still the same mother who used to see work as her “life”?

…

After dinner, I patted my round belly and let out a burp: “I’m so full.”

Mom reached out and rubbed my belly, gently scolding, “Why are you eating so much? It’s bad for your health.”

I chuckled and didn’t answer. I couldn’t very well say that I’d been so busy having sex these past few days that I hadn’t even had time to eat, could I?

Mom said, “Qiuqiu, Yanyan, your rooms are cleaned by a cleaning lady every week. The blankets and sheets are washed, so you can just make the bed and go to sleep right away.”

Aunt: “Thank you, my beautiful sister!”

The older sister smiled and said, “Thank you for your trouble, Auntie.”

Before Mom could answer, Auntie interjected, “It’s no trouble at all. As your aunt, it’s what I should do for you.”

The older sister glared at her aunt and said, “Sorry, I only recognize one aunt.”

While the two of them were bickering, Mom gave my sister and me a new task: “You two clean up the dishes and then do your homework. If you do more homework tonight, you’ll have less homework to do on the trip.”

My younger sister’s face fell: “Who does homework when they go on vacation?”

Mom was merciless: “Wait until you get back from your trip and school starts, then we’ll see how you do your homework!”

The little sister pouted, her face full of resentment.

My sister then cast a pitiful look at me: “My dear brother, look at my hands that I use to play the piano, how can you bear to let dish soap hurt them?”

I held my sister’s fair and smooth little hand and examined it carefully. I said earnestly, “Of course I can’t bear to.”

My younger sister exclaimed happily, “Then you’ll be in charge of washing the dishes!”

“Dream on.” I grabbed my sister’s wrist to stop her from escaping: “Our dish soap won’t hurt your hands.”

My sister, with a sour look on her face, helped me clean up the dishes, then sheepishly returned to her bedroom to study.

My aunt and sister were snuggled up on the sofa in the living room, discussing their plans for tomorrow’s outing, occasionally asking for my mother’s opinion.

Mom said, “You two just need to make the arrangements.”

I returned to my bedroom, which was completely refreshed; even the sheets and duvet covers had been changed.

I plugged my phone in and looked at the homework the teacher left in the group chat. I was just about to start writing when I realized with dismay that all my books and papers were at school.

There was no other way but to write down the answers one by one from the electronic test paper. While I was working on the calculations, my younger sister slipped over from the balcony with her workbook.

The sixteen-year-old girl changed into a loose white nightgown, which covered her shapely figure. Her long, smooth, black hair was casually draped over her shoulders, with the ends hanging down to her waist.

My younger sister pulled up a chair and sat down next to me. Smelling the fresh scent emanating from her, I felt a slight stirring in my heart. I couldn’t help but take her small hand and gently knead it: “Why are you here instead of doing your homework?”

My younger sister threw the workbook in front of me, her little face scrunched up, and said, “Brother, teach me.”

Looking at the simple math problems in the workbook, I couldn’t help but chuckle to myself. My sister noticed and immediately snapped, “Don’t you dare laugh at me!”

“Alright, alright, I won’t laugh at you. Look here, draw an auxiliary line at the midpoint of this triangle, and it will be much easier to write…”

Just as I was earnestly teaching my younger sister how to do her homework, a familiar fragrance suddenly wafted to my nose. I looked up abruptly and found my mother standing right behind me.

My mother was dressed the same as when I first saw her that afternoon: a white shirt and high-waisted, tight-fitting trousers.

My mother and I exchanged a glance, our gazes lingering on my sister and my tightly clasped hands under the table. My mother’s beautiful eyes narrowed slightly: “What are you two doing?”

My sister and I immediately let go of each other’s hands as if we’d been electrocuted. I laughed and said, “Isn’t this just me teaching my sister how to do her homework?”

Mom glanced at her younger sister’s workbook and said, “You two remember to pack your things tonight. We’re leaving tomorrow morning.”

My younger sister exclaimed excitedly, “We’re leaving tomorrow?”

“There’s only a seven-day holiday in total, and it takes two days to travel back and forth. How long are you planning to wait?”

Cuiwei Ancient Town is not in Wanghai City; it takes most of the day to get there from my home.

I asked, “Will there be traffic tomorrow?”

Mom shook her head: “I don’t know, we’ll see when the time comes.”

As Mom was leaving, she patted my shoulder. My sister and I exchanged a glance, and she asked, “Why did Mom pat you?”

“I don’t know, maybe you have something to tell me?”

The younger sister grumbled, “What is it that you two have to keep from me?”

I patted my little sister’s head: “You do your homework, I’ll go see what Mom wants to see me about.”