Several excavators were working on a piece of wasteland in Harry’s mory, and it seed that a large-scale construction was underway.
"Beep beep!!"
Just as Harry was about to bypass the construction site and go ho, an Audi A4L suddenly rushed out, parked directly in front of his car, and honked at him several tis.
Harry frowned and was about to curse when the car door suddenly opened and a familiar figure rushed out.
"Brother Harry!! You are finally back!"
Harry was slightly stunned, but he also pushed open the car door excitedly, rushed up, and punched the man, cursing with a smile: "Freddy, I thought you were soone else, I almost cursed! You’re doing so well now? You even drive an Audi?!"
The person who got off the car was Harry’s childhood best friend, Freddy.
"I heard from Jiren that you were coming back today, so I kept watching the road. What a coincidence, I saw your car from a distance just now and stopped you! It’s almost lunchti, perfect—I’ll call Jiren and the others now, and we brothers can have a few drinks together!!" Freddy said with a smile, hugging Harry excitedly.
"What’s good to drink in the middle of the day? I’ll go ho first and treat you guys in the evening!" Harry also laughed and hugged Freddy, speaking happily.
"What? Brother Harry, you look down on your brothers? You rarely co back—I should treat you! Isn’t it a slap in our faces to ask you to treat us?" Freddy pointed excitedly at several excavators not far away and said proudly,
"Brother Harry, look, these excavators are all mine. Now I’m the contractor for all the excavator projects in this area. When I was a kid, my family was poor, and I relied on you guys to buy snacks for . Now I have money—you have to give a chance to show my ability, right?"
If others heard what Freddy said, they might think he was showing off.
But to Harry, it was full of emotion.
Harry and Freddy had grown up together wearing open-crotch pants. Freddy’s family was poor, and his father died early—he was the poorest among his best friends since childhood. So whenever Harry and Jiren bought snacks, they would always buy so for Freddy.
Freddy still rembered this.
Harry knew Freddy wasn’t showing off his excavators to flaunt his wealth or look down on him. He just wanted to share his joy from the bottom of his heart.
"Okay, okay, then Boss Freddy will treat us to dinner tonight!" Harry didn’t hesitate to agree. "Freddy, you’re doing so well now. I’ll treat you to a good al tonight! Let’s go to the county and eat the best food!"
"Of course! Jiren spent a lot of money to buy five bottles of Red Label yesterday, just waiting for you to co back so we brothers can drink it!" Freddy hurriedly took out a box from his pocket, handed it to Harry, lit it for him, and pointed to the village.
"Brother Harry, you haven’t been back for two years. Our village isn’t what it used to be—now everyone lives a good life! When you’re free in the future, co back to see us more often! We missed you so much these past two years. Every ti we had a gathering and you weren’t there, we wanted to call you, but we were afraid of disturbing you..."
Hearing Freddy’s words, Harry thought of the difficulties he’d faced over the years. He felt a pang of discomfort and gently patted Freddy’s shoulder, sighing: "Freddy, I’ve missed you guys too these past two years... but... I really didn’t have the face to co to you..."
"Brother Harry! What are you talking about? We know you must still feel awkward about being a son-in-law! But you’re our Brother Harry—you’ll always be our Brother Harry, and we’ll always be brothers! We were heartbroken that you didn’t contact us all this ti! What does it matter whether you’re doing well or not? Money isn’t the point between us brothers! Even if I had hundreds of millions, I’d still call you brother when I see you!" Freddy punched Harry lightly, speaking with deep sincerity.
"Alright, alright! Freddy, I know I was wrong! Isn’t it enough if I drink three glasses tonight to apologize? We brothers should get together more often from now on!" Harry secretly wiped away his tears, waved off the heavy mood, and laughed heartily.
"Okay! That’s what you said! We’ll co to your house tonight—you’d better not run away!" Freddy rubbed his hands excitedly, his face flushed with happiness.
Harry could tell Freddy was genuinely thrilled.
"Boss, co take a look—there’s a water pipe here..."
Just then, a young man ran up and called out to Freddy, pointing at the construction site.
"Freddy, go handle your work. I’ll head ho first—got so things to take care of. See you tonight." Harry patted Freddy and motioned for him to go.
"Brother Harry, I’ll get busy now. Don’t forget—tonight!" Freddy hugged Harry reluctantly before jogging toward the construction site.
Harry smiled and shook his head with emotion before getting back in his car and driving ho.
The familiar loquat tree, the familiar old house, the familiar washboard and well at the doorstep.
Nothing had changed.
However, several families living next door had already moved away, leaving only Harry’s house empty.
The mottled exterior walls looked old, and the two-story house with its old wooden doors seed out of place beside the three-story new buildings under construction in the Samsung Engineering Community not far away.
Harry parked the car on an open space by the roadside, stepped out, and gazed at the ho where he had lived for over 20 years—and the loquat tree from which he used to pluck sweet, juicy fruit every sumr as a child.
"Harry! You’re back?!"
Just as Harry was lost in nostalgia, his haggard mother rushed out of the house excitedly, her face lighting up with joy. "What are you standing there for? Co inside! I made your favorite dumplings today!"
Two years had passed since he’d last seen her. His mother’s temples had turned gray, her once-beautiful face now etched with deep wrinkles. Her thin, hunched fra made it hard for Harry to believe this was the sa woman who had been considered one of the most beautiful in the village when he was a child.
How... how had she aged so much?
The weight of life had worn her down.
That hunched back must have carried burdens too heavy to bear.
In an instant, Harry’s eyes welled with tears.
"Mom!... I’m back!" He forced a smile, stepping forward to steady her as he studied her face. His voice cracked. "Mom, I’m a terrible son. I haven’t co back to see you for so long..."
"Hey! None of that talk! I’m just happy you’re ho! Co inside—your brother and sister-in-law are here today." Flora, his mother, waved him off with a warm smile, tugging him toward the house.
"Harry’s back! Co in and sit down. Let pour you so water!" A clear, lodious voice called out. Harry turned to see a young woman with long, flowing hair, dressed in a slim-fitting gray-and-black T-shirt, walking toward him with a smile.
She stood around 165 cm tall, her curves accentuated by the snug fabric. Her round, perky backside and full, proud breasts gave her a voluptuous yet graceful silhouette—the kind that looked slender in clothes but revealed lush, enticing flesh when undressed.
Her skin was snow-white, smooth, and dewy, her slender calves and partially exposed thighs firm and shapely.
Combined with her enchanting, oval face, her long coffee-colored hair tied neatly back, and the natural charm that radiated from her every movent, she was the very picture of a mature, alluring young woman.
That irresistible mix of plush curves and effortless femininity left Harry montarily stunned.
"Sis... Sister-in-law..." Harry swallowed hard, his cheeks flushing as he greeted her shyly. He couldn’t help but feel flustered under her gaze.
Her na was Ruth, the wife of Harry’s older brother, Kaden.
Harry had only t Ruth twice—once at their wedding and again when he’d brought Wanda to visit during the New Year. Back then, he’d been too shy and insecure to even look at her properly, let alone speak to her freely.
But now, after two years, his sister-in-law had blossod even further. Her figure was fuller, her curves more pronounced, her skin even more supple and radiant—so tender it seed to glisten with moisture.
Her breasts, round and firm beneath the fitted T-shirt, looked noticeably larger than he rembered.
And that backside—those two plump, perfectly shaped peach-like curves tightly wrapped in fabric—made his fingers twitch with the urge to grab, knead, even sink his teeth into them.
Ruth’s body had grown even more tantalizing with ti.
Ruth’s body had grown even more tantalizing with ti.
Add to that her long, fluttering lashes, her big, liquid eyes brimming with warmth, and those plump, glossy lips painted with what was clearly high-end lipstick...
She was like a ripe peach, dripping with juice, ready to be devoured—and Harry’s mind nearly short-circuited just looking at her.
"What’s wrong, Harry? Has it been so long that you don’t even recognize your sister-in-law?" Ruth teased, her lips curling into a playful smile. A faint blush dusted her fair cheeks, giving her an even more delicate, irresistible allure. Every slight movent, every tilt of her head, carried the natural seduction of a woman in her pri.
Her red lips, slightly pursed, glistened with a rosy sheen—inviting, teasing, impossible to ignore.
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