Chapter 5

“Are you sick?”

I swallowed the rice in my mouth and looked at my mother across the table, a little bit incredulous: “You can get sick too?”

In my impression, my mother is not as strong as an ox, but she is immune to all diseases. It seems that she has never been sick since she was a child. At most, she would cough twice and have a runny nose, and then take two pills and she would be fine.

“I’m your mom, and I’m just an ordinary person, okay?” Mom rolled her eyes with her still swollen eyes and said unhappily.

After taking a shower, her spirits recovered a little. Although she still looked haggard compared to usual, she was no longer in a daze.

But now I somewhat believe that my mother is really sick - her attack power is so weak that it is not at her level at all.

“Why did you get sick?”

“I just suddenly feel a little uncomfortable.”

“You’re not in a bad mood and too lazy to move because you were abused by the drama, are you trying to order me around?”

I narrowed my eyes and stared at my mother, making a final test.

“I didn’t watch the show!” Mom replied impatiently.

She felt that this brat had a kind of magic in his words, and he could make her teeth itch with just three sentences. However, once she got angry, the hidden worries in her heart subconsciously faded a lot.

“What about your eyes?”

“I--” As soon as the word came out of her mouth, my mother seemed to be stuck. Her face turned pale, as if she remembered some unspeakable secret, and she showed a sad expression.

I stared at my mother in confusion for a few seconds. Slowly, her eyes widened. Finally, as if she had guessed the truth, she shouted, “Could it be--!”

My mother’s train of thought was interrupted by my shouting. She stared blankly at her son, who seemed to have some kind of seizure. Her confused expression looked so cute.

But I swallowed the rest of the words back. Then, tears welled up in my eyes and I choked up, “Looking at the time ... Grandpa is really getting old ... I should have thought ... that sooner or later this day will come...”

Not noticing that the face opposite me was already gloomy, I wiped my nose, lowered my head and continued to comfort her: “Mom, don’t worry that it will affect my studies. I will bear grandpa’s expectations...”

“Jonathan!!!”

My mother couldn’t stand it any longer, so she raised her upper body and crossed over the dining table. She grabbed my hair, clenched her other hand into a cone, and drilled it into my head.

Five minutes later.

“Mom, I believe you. You are really sick.”

I lay on the table, covering my head which seemed to be pierced by air, and spoke with a weak breath.

“So...” After a rant, my mother felt refreshed. She blew away a strand of hair from between her fingers and continued, “You wash the pot for lunch.”

The corner of my mouth twitched and I agreed, “Okay...”

“You buy the food for this afternoon.”

“ ... good.”

“At night...”

I don’t know where I got the strength from, I suddenly stood up and said angrily, “I won’t cook dinner tonight!”

“You wish! Three”

My mother rolled her eyes at me and then said, “You’ll also be the one washing the pot tonight!”

...

The summer was scorching hot. By the time I got home carrying a big bag of vegetables, I was already sweating profusely.

While I was secretly complaining about my mother’s tyranny, I took out the key and inserted it into the door lock. The security door slowly opened, and then a beautiful figure rushed towards me, which stunned me for a moment.

“Mother!”

A look of surprise appeared on my face, and then I looked at my mother who was hugging me. When I looked closely, I saw that my mother was hanging on me like a koala, with her limbs tightly hooked together, hugging my body tightly, as if she wanted to rub herself into me.

Suddenly, I felt my shoulder was wet. Upon closer inspection, I discovered that my mother’s eyes were closed and strings of tears were squeezing out of them, sliding all the way to her chin, leaving a wet mark on my shoulder.

I maintained this posture, and my eyes involuntarily looked at my mother’s body. I saw that my mother’s posture was simply tempting to commit a crime!

The top was deformed by the two raised arms, revealing a section of the snowy waist, which formed a strong contrast with the suddenly wide hips below. The plump and round buttocks were divided into two obvious parts with the forked thighs, stretching the silk pajamas into two extremely full shapes, and then tightened in the middle, forming a deep ravine like an abyss.

I loosened the bag in my hand, and then I involuntarily stretched out a hand and placed it directly on the exposed piece of snow-white flesh of my mother.

So soft and tender.

This is my only feeling at this moment.

I resisted the urge to caress her and just felt the touch of my palm while she cried silently.

Gradually, I was no longer satisfied with the soft waist. My little finger gently curled up, moving further and further away from the ring finger, and then tremblingly reached down.

“I really want to ... I really want to touch it...”

The little finger stopped just before it touched the buttocks, and moved back with difficulty, struggling on the way back, and moved down again. Desire and reason kept pulling, causing it to move back and forth in the air, with nowhere to rely on. A sense of stiffness jumped down from the fingertips, as if it was about to cramp.

But the rationality in my mind still succumbed to desire, and I stretched out my other hand and grabbed my mother’s fat buttocks with both hands. My hands quickly occupied that soft area, and then I used force with my hands to support my mother’s body so that she would not feel uncomfortable with her legs clamped around my waist.

The entire palm sank into the flesh in an instant, and I could feel the amazing fullness and elasticity between my fingers.

At this time, my mother also squeezed her thighs.

At this moment, my two big hands were supporting my mother’s buttocks in the middle, with my soft fingers sinking deep into her buttocks, pressing out beautiful grooves on the surface of her pajamas.

It’s like ... it’s like...

“It’s like I’m spreading my mother’s buttocks and preparing to insert my penis.”

My mother is not tall, only 1.63 meters, but her plump breasts and round buttocks are a real plus. Her weight is often over 115 kilograms, approaching the 120-kilogram mark.

Although I also enjoy holding a beautiful woman in my arms, I also want to know why my mother has become so tearful now.

Then I put the hand that was supporting my mother’s plump buttocks on her back, patted her gently, and whispered in her ear, asking her what had happened.

My mother’s body trembled for a while, then she rubbed my shoulder with her tearful face, and said in a soft voice, “Son, your father just had a car accident.”

I was shocked when I heard this news. I said to my mother, “Mom, when did you receive the call? How serious was Dad’s accident? Which hospital is he in now?”

Hearing what I said, my mother choked up and said, “You ... your dad ... just called me ... and said ... he was almost there ... in ten minutes ... but ... your dad just chatted with me about family matters for a while ... and then ... he was hit by ... a big truck ... and now ... he is in Sunshine Hospital...”

After listening to what my mother said, I held her cheeks with both hands and said to her, “Mom, you should change your clothes now. I’ll wait for you.”

While my mother was changing clothes, I had already called a taxi. I stood in front of the mirror in the living room, looking at the image in the mirror whose chest was constantly rising and falling, and smiled a smile that I had never seen before.

“You are challenging a taboo!!!”

The person in the mirror was scolding.

“But, it’s so exciting...” I slowly raised my right hand, gradually spread out and tightened my palm, stretched my five fingers to the limit, and bent a slight arc, as if I was holding a huge spherical object that I couldn’t grasp: “And...”

“Mom’s butt is so big!”

...

When we arrived at the hospital, my mother and I were led by the traffic police who were waiting at the door. At the door of the operating room, the truck driver who was waiting at the door of the operating room said sorry to us and said it was not intentional as soon as he saw us.

My mother and I seemed not to hear anything and kept looking towards the operating room. After waiting for about five minutes, the doctor in a bloody white coat came out of the operating room and said, “Who is the patient’s family member?”

My mother and I said at the same time, I am.

The doctor looked at my mother and me, then spoke to my mother.

Madam, your husband has no hope of being saved. Please take you and your children to see him for the last time.

After hearing what the doctor said, my mother fell backwards helplessly as if her soul had been taken away. I quickly hugged her to prevent her from falling to the ground.

The doctor may be used to this situation...

When we arrived at the operating room, I saw my father lying on the operating table, wearing a respirator, his body twitching from time to time, and his left hand and left foot were gone...

I came to my father and said with sobs, “Dad, mom and I are here, you must hold on.”

Dad forced himself to open his eyes and continued, “ ... Wife ... son ... son ... Dad ... Dad I ... I’m sorry ... I’m sorry to you...”

After Dad finished saying this, the ECG monitor started beeping...

After coming out of the operating room, my mother and I were in a daze. At this time, the insurance company staff came and were arguing with the truck driver’s insurance personnel.

I helped my mother sit on the chair next to us. I first spread my coat on the cold chair, then let my mother sit down, and I sat next to her.

My mother leaned her head on my shoulder tiredly. At this moment, the truck driver not far away suddenly yelled for some reason, then rushed to my mother and me, and then put his mobile phone in front of us. The video in the phone was playing the video of the scene.

In the video, there was a shaking first, followed by a shocking scene. A vehicle split into two halves was lying in the middle of the road. The man in the left vehicle was lying on the steering wheel. His left hand was crushed by the car window. The seat he was sitting on was pushing forward with his legs. His lower body was covered in blood, red with white, and vaguely visible was what looked like a human head ... As for the other half of the car body, it had turned into a discus.

When my mother saw this, she fainted, and I was so scared that I quickly called a doctor.