Xu Ruizhi, 16 years old, was a middle school student. His father had died in a car accident when he was just two years old, and his mother, Yang Zhurou, had no intention of remarrying. She had raised Xu Ruizhi alone all these years.
Yang Zhurou was an exceptionally virtuous woman. She was an excellent cook, skilled in the kitchen, and incredibly diligent. Xu Ruizhi loved the meals she prepared. As soon as school ended, he would rush home to help his mother with chores. Yang Zhurou was deeply moved by her son's filial piety, feeling that all the hardships of the past fifteen years were worth it.
"Eat slowly, no one's going to take it from you."
Her skin was as fair as snow, her hair jet-black, and her complexion delicate and smooth. Her oval face was adorned with two large, sparkling eyes, a small, upturned nose, and full, rosy lips. Below her fair neck, her slender collarbones were visible.
She had a slim figure with a narrow waist and long legs. Her skin was flawless, as white and smooth as jade. Her chest was round and firm, and her hips were particularly high and full—enough to make any man's blood boil. A white short-sleeved shirt paired with denim shorts accentuated her curvaceous figure, exuding the charm of a mature woman.
This was Yang Zhurou, 31 years old, Xu Ruizhi's biological mother.
"Mom, your cooking is amazing."
Xu Ruizhi picked up a napkin to wipe the oil from the corner of his mouth and praised, "This is the best meal I've ever had, even better than the food at those fancy restaurants!"
"Silly child, this is just home-cooked food," Yang Zhurou said gently, patting Xu Ruizhi's head with a smile.
The young Xu Ruizhi was handsome and fair-skinned, wearing a blue tracksuit that made him look energetic and full of vitality.
"Mom, I have a question for you," Xu Ruizhi put down his chopsticks and looked at Yang Zhurou seriously, asking cautiously, "Why did you have me so early?"
His mother had become pregnant with him when she was just fifteen. Logically, she should have been at least eighteen before getting pregnant, or at the very least sixteen. But his mother was now thirty-one, so how could she have been pregnant at fifteen?
This filled his heart with confusion. He couldn't understand it. Could it be…
Xu Ruizhi looked at his mother, his expression shifting slightly. "Could it be that when you were fifteen, you already…"
He thought of one possibility, but he couldn't bring himself to believe it was true.
"Sigh."
"That's right, I was indeed pregnant with you when I was fifteen," Yang Zhurou sighed, not denying it.
"Why?"
"Because…"
Yang Zhurou looked at her son and, after a moment of silence, slowly began to explain, "I was an orphan, adopted by your father's parents."
"Adopted by Grandpa and Grandma?"
"Yes. When they adopted me, I was only three or four years old. In the orphanage, I was an abandoned child. My own parents didn't want me—they were working far away and never came back. So, I was taken in and placed in the orphanage."
Yang Zhurou paused at this point and continued, "A few months later, luckily, I met your grandparents. They treated me as their own, gave me so much, and taught me many things. You could say they gave me a new life."
"Mom, are you..." Xu Ruizhi, hearing this, had a vague guess in his heart, but he wasn't quite sure.
"Ruizhi, I know what you're thinking."
Yang Zhurou shook her head and said softly, "Actually... it wasn't just gratitude. Your father was very good to me back then, giving all his pocket money to me, his 'sister.' His parents also gave me a lot of money. And your father was so outstanding—his grades were always excellent, and getting into a top university was just a matter of time. What girl could resist such a boy?"
At this, Yang Zhurou smiled mischievously and went on, "I was that girl. I liked him too, so... one night, when your grandparents were out on business and I was alone at home with nothing to do, I sneaked into his room. I saw your father asleep, and looking at his handsome face, combined with my desire to repay them, I thought... I thought..."
At this point, Yang Zhurou's cheeks flushed red. She lowered her head and, too embarrassed to look up, whispered the next words, "So I... I secretly... pushed him down!"
"Mom, how could you do that? You were only fifteen!"
Upon hearing this, Xu Ruizhi was completely stunned. He never expected his mother to be such a girl—taking advantage of his grandparents' absence to secretly... with his father...
Thinking about it, Xu Ruizhi couldn't help but feel a little angry. Even though his mother was beautiful, this was just too reckless!
"I... I just wanted to repay your grandparents, and your father was so outstanding, so..." Yang Zhurou lowered her head, feeling somewhat wronged. At the time, she really hadn't thought too much about it. She couldn't help herself, and so...
That's how it happened...
She wasn't a careless girl; she was well-educated. Over the years, aside from Xu Ruizhi, no other man had ever touched her body. But back then, she truly hadn't imagined she would be so bold at fifteen, secretly...
She really shouldn't have.
"Sigh, what happened next? How did you and Dad handle it afterward?" Xu Ruizhi took a deep breath, calming his emotions, and continued to ask.
"Later, your grandparents found out. After all... it was too obvious. They were furious. They beat your father for over ten minutes, and I knelt in the yard for about an hour. Your grandfather couldn't bear to hit me, so he hit your father instead. Your grandmother, seeing how tired I was from kneeling, helped me up."
Yang Zhurou lowered her head, her tone tinged with sadness.
"Then your grandparents discussed how to resolve the matter. At that point, your father decided to marry me, and your grandparents, with no other choice, agreed. Later..." Yang Zhurou paused briefly before continuing, "It was originally agreed that your father would marry me after graduating from university, especially since I was already pregnant by then."
"So you got pregnant with me after that one time?" Xu Ruizhi widened his eyes, his face filled with disbelief.
"Yes, after that time, your dad and I never... shared a bed again." Yang Zhurou said somewhat awkwardly.
"Because your grandparents are quite traditional, ever since that incident happened, they didn't allow your dad and me to be alone together. They said they wouldn't interfere once we got married, so I agreed."
As she spoke, Yang Zhurou's eyes welled up with tears, her voice choked with emotion. "But who would have thought your dad would die in a car accident when you were just two or three years old... He was only eighteen! Wuwu..."
Seeing her mother crying, Xu Ruizhi panicked and quickly reached out to hug her, comforting her, "Mom, don't cry... don't cry."
"Wuwu, wuwu, Ruizhi, you don't know, Mom lived in hell during that time. Your dad's death hit me too hard. It was so sudden, I couldn't bear it at all. If it weren't for you, Mom might not have made it through."
Yang Zhurou calmed down a bit and continued, "After your dad left, Mom couldn't make room for anyone else. I focused entirely on raising you."
Xu Ruizhi fell silent. He knew his mother had poured all her love into him, including the love meant for his dad. She truly cherished him, and he understood how precious such love was. But would his mother spend the rest of her life alone?
What if she found a good man to be with...
The thought made his heart ache. After all, such a beautiful and charming mother—what if she ended up in someone else's arms...
He really didn't know what kind of crazy things he might do. He didn't even dare to imagine it.
"No! Mom is mine, and no one can take her away!" Xu Ruizhi thought to himself, secretly determined not to let anyone steal his mother away.
No, Xu Ruizhi had heard from classmates that women in their thirties are like wolves, and in their forties, like tigers. At his mother's age, she must be very... thirsty. Even though she had remained chaste all these years, that didn't mean she had no needs. Especially in the past couple of years, when he came home from school, his mother had been acting a bit unusual, with a faint, unnatural flush on her face and her clothes slightly disheveled, as if she had hurriedly put them on.
Masturbation!
The word kept flashing in Xu Ruizhi's mind. Yes, his mother hadn't been with a man for over a decade. How could she endure the loneliness?
Especially since she had just turned thirty?
She must be struggling to hold back...
On top of that, his mother was so beautiful. Many men in the village had tried to pursue her, but unfortunately, she had no intention of finding a partner or getting married. She never even mentioned it. Whenever someone tried to court her or propose, she would refuse without hesitation. But the saying "women in their thirties are like wolves" isn't just talk. At this age, his mother had reached the time when she needed a man the most.
If he didn't find a way to solve this now, it would be too late once his mother met someone suitable. Right now, it was just masturbation, but what about later?
Would his mother still stick to her principles and her bottom line?
"Ruizhi, what are you doing?" Yang Zhurou asked, seeing her son lost in thought, looking somewhat dazed.
"Oh, it's nothing, I was just lost in thought."
Xu Ruizhi quickly changed the subject. After speaking, he began comforting Yang Zhurou: "When I grow up, I'll take care of you and protect you. So... Mom, don't worry. I won't let anyone bully you."
Upon hearing this, tears glistened in the corners of Yang Zhurou's eyes. She wiped them away and smiled at her son, her heart brimming with happiness.
Mom, I want to be your man, to take Dad's place and take good care of you...
Xu Ruizhi silently vowed in his heart, swearing that he would make sure his mother lived a good life and never let her suffer like this again.
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