A half-centimeter gash split the fleshy pad of my right index finger, deep enough to reveal bone beneath. The three chapters today were carved out through this wound.

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Seeing her husband's panicked sweat, Big Sister Mena could only offer clumsy help which proved completely ineffective. Wang Zhuo knew this was medically termed a psychological barrier symptom. If mishandled now, it might leave lasting trauma for the man - especially if rumors spread in Táo Yuán village where Brother Meng's reputation as a rice cultivator would be ruined.

Lost in these thoughts, someone behind the wooden partition suddenly whispered, "Big Sister Mena, come here!" All eyes immediately turned toward that area. Though separated by planks, the identity was obvious to everyone present. Hesitating slightly, Big Sister Mena wrapped herself tighter and approached with her ear pressed against the wood.

"Can it work? Really? Well, I'll give it a try." She quickly returned without hearing what her unseen neighbor had said. Wang Zhuo, however, observed her lip movements and vocal cords silently in his mind through x-ray vision - translating to an astonishing sentence that surprised him deeply.

Wang Zhuo didn't know this single phrase would open Táo Yuán village's gateway to a whole new world of experiences they'd never imagined before!

As Big Sister Mena returned, she whispered something in her husband's ear then gently pushed him toward the bed. There, he began doing exactly what Wang Zhuo secretly loved most and Qifei did frequently.

Dead silence filled the room, occasionally punctuated by nervous gulps from both male and female spectators.

A moment later, Meng Zhongmi suddenly gasped softly as his body stiffened, hastily covering his mouth to stifle the sound. The demonstration continued successfully with Brother Meng even switching positions twice. Wang Zhuo faintly overheard He Yuan whispering to Meng Fengting that he'd never seen one of these postures before - tonight was truly a bountiful harvest.

Though interrupted briefly by a minor incident, the demonstration concluded smoothly! Unfortunately there wasn't any custom for applause or curtain calls here, so interested parties would need to seek conversations privately later.

Male guests first returned to the west while female visitors departed. Wang Zhuo specially glanced at the woman who'd guided Big Sister Mena - probably in her early twenties judging by appearance. Though clearly a village resident with slightly tanned skin and painted brows, she wore an unfamiliar dress style unlike typical local attire.

This was someone new to Wang Zhuo's eyes - likely returning after experiencing life beyond the village. Qifei and Guan Yingying were also escorted away by another sister-in-law. Curious, Wang Zhuo secretly observed Qifei and indeed noticed moisture on his clothing from feminine excitement.

He suspected Guan Yingying was similarly affected but decided against peeking out of both prudishness and desire to preserve some mystery.

Once the women had retreated sufficiently, it was finally time for male guests to depart. Remembering he hadn't yet given a gift, Wang Zhuo retrieved his prepared small paper package for Meng Zhongmi to deliver to his second brother. Unaware it contained 1000 yuan, Meng assumed it was just a modest red envelope with twenty or fifty bucks in traditional custom.

After seeing them off, Wang Zhuo discovered the three young men weren't eager to return home immediately - they wanted to discuss their newfound knowledge while still fresh in memory. Amused by this enthusiasm, he joined their impromptu discussion session at the village entrance under moonlight.

From these exchanges, Wang Zhuo learned the village had never used mouths for that particular act before. Combined experiences of all ten participations across three men revealed none had ever seen or heard about such practices through elders - tonight's revelation by Meng Yu was truly revolutionary!

"Uncle Wang, you've traveled extensively. You must have done this too?" After becoming familiar, Meng Fengting asked on behalf of his two brothers.

Wang Zhuo chuckled and nodded. Though only slightly older than these three, his experience dwarfed theirs exponentially when multiplied tenfold.

The young men became instantly envious, bombarding him with questions that earned Wang Zhuo immense satisfaction as he answered cautiously while still impressing them deeply.

Eventually yawning, Wang Zhuo suggested parting ways and declined Meng Zhongmi's offer to accompany him home. Once separated from the three, his drowsy act vanished - claiming bedtime was pure pretense because discussing adult topics had made his lower regions ache unbearably.

Though the crescent moon hadn't risen yet, Wang Zhuo navigated Táo Yuán village effortlessly by sight. The village's "night unlocked" policy actually meant doors weren't bolted rather than left open entirely to prevent wildlife intrusions like weasels stealing food. As he walked home closing every door, he found Qifei and Guan Yingying still awake in the, sharing almond snacks with peach wine by a small oil lamp.

In the dim yellow light, both women's cheeks were flushed from alcohol. Wang Zhuo gazed left at one beauty, right at another - craving to lie between them for ultimate enjoyment of marital bliss.

Dragon Fat had called this "flying together in tandem" or simply double flight.

"Where've you been being so colorful?" Guan Yingying teased with a sly smile.

Wang Zhuou shrugged. "Wherever you two went, there I was."

Guan Yingying couldn't tell if he was evading truthfully or guessing blindly - perhaps even knowing about their own participation in the educational session. Uncertain how to reply, she just huffed and continued eating almonds.

Removing his shoes, Wang Zhuo climbed onto the kang between them, shaking the wine jar to find only half remained - these two had consumed quite a bit.

Guan Yingying fetched a fresh bowl. "Latecomers know their place," she said with playful teasing.

Though tempted to complain about not being informed of this drinking session, seeing their flushed, relaxed postures made Wang Zhuo pour himself a full bowl and drink it down in one go.

Unexpectedly, Guan Yingying insisted on three more penalty bowls before offering the fourth. "You peeked at my... so you must apologize with this."

Wang Zhuo protested to Qifei immediately. "Sister, let me explain - I was grabbing a snake for her! She should be thanking me by drinking three!"

Qifei usually sided with Guan Yingying but after three bowls already, this time it didn't matter much. Eventually, Guan Yingying drank one bowl as thanks.

After accepting that, Guan Yingying instantly regarded both Wang Zhuo and Qifei as conspirators - which wasn't far from the truth given their actual closeness. She then dragged Qifei into the scheme too since Wang had rescued "two people."

Though low-alcohol peach wine, when consumed in bowls by mutual mockery, they drained the entire cask quickly. Qifei, already exhausted from her journey to Táo Yuán village and needing rest, was first to fall asleep.

Left alone with Guan Yingying on opposite sides of the warm kang, they exchanged trivial banter until she suddenly stopped moving. Looking up, Wang Zhuo found this beautiful woman had fallen into peaceful slumber!

After tucking both women in carefully (thankfully their nightwear made it easy), he changed into underwear and lay at the center.

Sometime after midnight, he vaguely heard them taking turns for bathroom breaks but remained sprawled across the middle of the kang. His last conscious memory: Qifei's head on one side and Guan Yingying's on the other - this was what made Wang Zhuo fall asleep.

Normal sleep patterns would never make him move in his sleep, but tonight's combination of half-cooked wild duck eggs, snake soup, peach wine consumption, plus the educational session and late-night conversation had awakened some dormant brain cells!

These reactivated neurons didn't know Qifei and Guan Yingying had swapped positions during bathroom breaks. Believing the caring older sister still lay at his head, drowsy Wang Zhuo gradually shifted toward there.

The familiar scent of Qifei's perfume masked his senses completely. His hand penetrated through her nightgown (which dulled tactile awareness) to confirm position before he changed locations entirely.

Crawling into the new bedding spot, he even glanced back at what he assumed was "Yingying Sister" on the kang end - yes, she slept soundly with her back turned and only a tangle of black hair visible. With eyes blinded by sleepiness, Wang Zhuo relaxed completely and embraced whoever he thought was his sister-in-law.

Guan Yingying remained deeply asleep through this mix-up, slightly shifting under his embrace before settling comfortably as her butt curved backward for better positioning.

Some time passed in this way - occasionally adjusting positions like a frog slowly boiled in warm water. Guan Yingying never realized what had happened, still believing she was merely dreaming beautifully with no desire to awaken.

Whether it was truly effective from the duck eggs and snake soup or just effects of peach wine, no one could say for certain now.

Only when Wang Zhuo attempted oral attention toward his sister-in-law but found himself instead on previously untapped territory did he suddenly wake up - realizing this time he had caused a major disaster.

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