help the disabled

Book Title: Helping the Disabled and Drunk

Author: Aunt Yu/Yu Huanchen

Painter: Waste Hua Sanqian

Number of words: about 6 words

【Introduction】

16 years ago, the turmoil caused Gu Fenglin to lose his son.

The person who thought he had already passed away stood in front of him 16 years later, with hatred and lust unacceptable by the world—to him.

"Father..." The flesh sticking to the back was so dense that there was no gap, and with a seductive smile, he whispered softly.

"No...don't shout like that..."

Unable to bear the ethics that this word should abide by, unable to bear the desire in the body to disobey the etiquette, her hair is shaking like a chaotic world.

One—the world called "Father and Son".

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"Hmm—"

A thought-provoking depressive sound emerges from layers of curtains, unable to bear the most sensitive parts of the body being tossed by obscene tools, and there are deep tooth marks scattered on the pale red blood-colored skin, some of which are deep and sunken Bits of blood ooze out like grains of sand from the bitten skin.

Blindfolded, the wooden penis inserted in the back hole at this moment stretches out jealous claws like a ghost, trying to drag those who are favored by the light into endless darkness...and despair...

"So stubborn."

The man sitting reclined on the reclining chair dominated his prey, and looked at another body of the same male with a smile. His toes went all the way up the calf, and finally stopped at the root of the prey, which was bound by the hemp rope, but still able to erect. genitals.

"But the body is very honest, it's uncomfortable to be so swollen?"

The words were so straightforward that it made people feel ashamed, his hands were lifted high above the top, tightly bound by the cloth strips hanging from the beam, his eyes were blinded so that he could not see the slightest light and shadow, and the body that was lifted up and suspended barely managed to stand on tiptoe with all his strength. The raised toes are supported, and the evil genitals buried in the body are the reason why he has to grit his teeth and raise his toes again and again.

"Why don't you try to relax yourself? Are your feet... not tired?"

The man knowingly clamped the swollen dome of his genitals with his toes, and the large amount of strong alcohol he was forced to drink an hour ago had all turned into uncomfortable liquid accumulated in the excretory channel.

"No..." The monophonic voice of resistance is full of pride and stubbornness that radiate from the bones.

As for prey who disobey discipline, men have always only severely punished and never forgiven.

Smiling, the strength on the toes suddenly increased——

"Ah-ah-ah-ah-" The severe pain mixed with the humiliation of being abused, turned into a tragic wail, bursting out from the throat of another person.

Warm, turbid yellow urine spewed out from the mouth of the bell, which wet the dirty calligraphy and paintings on the floor.

In the moment of incontinence, the relaxed body forgot the wooden dildo that stood up from the ground and went straight to the backyard.The barely supported strength on the toes loosened, and the weight of the whole body suddenly fell towards the humiliating harlot...

Facial features, twisted.

The extreme pain collapsed the proper struggle and reaction, and the body twitched ferociously, like an epileptic seizure, but it was even more frightening to watch.

Pa... Pa... Pa... Pa... Pa...

The blood from the backyard dripped down the close-fitting utensils, and splashed circles of red dots on the calligraphy and paintings all over the floor.Coincidentally, at the place where I signed the signature with my own hands, I stained my name with the blood of the backyard——

Gu, Feng, Lin.

memory pain

"Look, Dad, look quickly!" The three-year-old boy excitedly gestured with his fingers to a place surrounded by a large circle of people in front of the street.

Gu Fenglin looked down at the excited boy with a smile, "You! If only reading and learning calligraphy are half as serious as watching other people's performances."

"Daddy..." The boy pouted, raised his face in protest and begging, and shook Gu Fenglin's hand left and right.

"Let's go."

Still no match for that little face, he grabbed his son's waist and lifted him high, put him on his shoulders, and said, "Sit down."

Sitting on Dad's shoulders, the field of vision suddenly widened, holding Gu Fenglin's head with his small hands to stabilize his body, he was very happy: "Wow, it's so high, Dad, go, go!"

"Yes, yes, father is now carrying the old man to watch the juggling."

Shaking his head, he thought that when he went back, he would be lectured by his mother again.The madam wants to say that he spoils his son so much that he doesn't even want the majesty of a father.

only--

Seeing Tang'er so happy, he was also happy.

Being a father and son is a kind of fate, why do you have to be strict and disciplined to be what a father should be?Why do you have to force your child to live his life according to his own expectations?

This so-called diligent teaching and strict discipline, this so-called persecution, what did we get in the end?

Isn't it just the indifference and alienation of the relationship between father and son?Isn't it just a relationship where they are called father and son but never sit down to have a heart-to-heart talk, and even the servants and nanny are still strangers?

What I have experienced, I don’t want to repeat it to my children, so why not love a little more?Children should grow up happily under the care of their parents. He hopes that Tang'er will be a child surrounded by love and happiness. As a father, he hopes so much.

At the age of twenty-six, Gu Fenglin was listed as a public minister, and was appointed as the royal doctor.The three generations of the family are all important ministers, and because of his hard work and hard work, he won the first place in the scientific examination, and his literary talent was praised even by the saints. This result is not surprising to Gu Fenglin, nor is it surprising to the world.

It was the first time for a new official, especially at such a high position, and his subordinates were full of unmanageable masters.Gu Fenglin had been working hard on the case for more than three months and had never returned to the mansion, and he lost a lot of weight, but he finally convinced the gang below, and gradually sorted out some prototypes of the messy case.

During this period of time, if it wasn't for that little fellow Gu Tang who came to visit every now and then and brought a lot of fun, otherwise it would be really hard to imagine how uncomfortable he would be if he didn't see his son for several months.

When Fang stepped into the house, the servants immediately informed his wife. Gu Fenglin sat down and drank half a cup of tea when his wife had already arrived in front of the hall.

"Sir."

"lady."

The woman is twenty years old, with a delicate appearance and a dignified manner, as if she was born in an extraordinary family.Under the proper demeanor, it is cold and cold, as if the person in front of her is not the husband who has been entrusted to her for life with her, but just a stranger who rubs shoulders with each other.

Gu Fenglin lowered his eyes and sighed secretly again...

Political marriage is nothing new, especially when both of them come from aristocratic families, and marriage matters cannot be decided by themselves.Men are better. Even if they don't like their first wife, they can still have concubines. If wives and concubines are still not enough, there is nothing wrong with looking for flowers and asking Liu Fengliu for rouge and powder.

Women are different. Even if the person they marry is not their own love, they still have to live with this man until they die of old age. Not only that, they also have to bear the responsibility of carrying on the family line. mortal sin.

Although he knows that marriage is not up to him to decide, he still hopes that the two people who have never known each other with his wife will gradually become an enviable beauty through getting along with each other.

only……

Seeing his wife bowing her sleeves in impeccable manner again and then retreating, Gu Fenglin could only sigh, using it to conceal the disappointment in his heart.

Is it wrong that he is not a romantic man who just wants a partner who loves each other deeply?Is it wrong to hope that I will be on the same level as my wife until I am old in love and will not regret it?

"What's wrong with Daddy? Why are you frowning again? Are you uncomfortable? Or is Daddy unhappy?"

The frowning brows were gently rubbed away by the little fingers, looking at his son, Gu Fenglin finally smiled.

"Daddy is not unhappy, as long as Daddy has Tang'er, as long as he looks at Tang'er, Daddy will be happy."

"Heh, then Tang'er will stick to Daddy so that Daddy won't frown anymore."

"Puchi." Gu Fenglin smiled, hugged Gu Tang who was sitting on his lap, and fondled his son's pink cheek.

"Daddy really doesn't know what life would be like without Tang'er."

Even thinking about it, I dare not think about it.

Gu Tang is like the light in his life, making him content and being loved.

Little did he know that fate would take away the only light in his life in a turmoil two months later.

In the early spring, the cold wind was expected to be sharp, and the Fuyuan River flooded suddenly, and the flood disaster spread to more than ten counties.

The imperial court urgently allocates money and food for disaster relief, fearing that the relief money and rice food will be taken away by unscrupulous officials layer by layer before they are used by the victims, so Gu Fenglin is sent to supervise all disaster expenses and report back to the court.

The suffering people were so moved that they knelt down and thanked the sky, shouting for the greatness of the emperor's grace, but in the eyes of the officials who have been able to make huge profits from the relief money for many years, Gu Fenglin is like a big knife that the emperor personally put on their necks. With a single swipe, their heads fall to the ground.And they were like grasshoppers tied to the same straw, tied together for life or death.

In the officialdom, the intertwined relationships are more complicated than the intertwined roots of a century-old giant tree buried underground.In the upper, middle and lower reaches of the Fuhuan River, the corrupt officials who benefit from the annual flood of this river are not limited to the local officials of more than ten counties?The so-called official characters have two upper and lower mouths. If there is the lower mouth, there will be no upper mouth that is bigger and more greedy.The interests that the local officials actually have in their arms are simply incomparable compared with the higher-ranking and more powerful court officials.

Since it was a matter that had not been heard by the court for many years, why did it suddenly send someone to supervise it?

The reason spread quickly.

Gu Fenglin was the reason why the emperor became suspicious and vowed to investigate.

And this "reason" was not seen by the officials of those prefectures and counties at the beginning. In their eyes, Gu Fenglin was just a young man who became an official with the shadow of his family. Shi came here to investigate thoroughly, but found nothing.The experienced censor couldn't figure out why, let alone a young man who was born in a scholarly family since he was a child?

More than a month later, when Gu Fenglin sealed more than a dozen boxes full of account books and interview records and prepared to send them to the court, those corrupt officials were shocked to find that they had underestimated Gu Fenglin's ability——