Old Wang hasn't been sleeping well lately.
All three daughters were already adults: the eldest was nineteen, the second was eighteen, and the youngest was also nineteen. But at some point, he always felt that these three girls had something different in their eyes, and when they spoke, they would occasionally throw out a few bits of internet slang he couldn’t really understand. The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he became, and in the end he decided—to make the most direct test.
That night, he called his eldest daughter into the study, closed the door, took a deep breath, and took off his pants in front of her.
"Do you know what this is?"
The eldest daughter was stunned for a second, then calmly replied, 'I know, Dad, that's your JJ.'
Old Wang's face instantly turned ashen. Pointing at his daughter, he roared: 'You actually know?! Starting today, you must read the Bible for an hour every day, and you're not allowed to ride in a car for a year! Go reflect on your behavior!'
The eldest daughter walked out with a helpless expression.
Then, the second daughter was called in.
The same action, the same question.
Second Daughter glanced at it and honestly said, “Dad, that’s your dick.”
Old Wang was so angry his hands were trembling: 'You knew?! No riding in cars for two years, all your allowance is cut off! Get out and think about what you've done!'
Second Daughter shrugged and left without looking back.
Finally, the youngest daughter was called in.
Old Wang was already somewhat tired, but he persisted in completing the experiment. He took off his pants again and asked in a deep voice:
"Do you know what this is?"
The younger daughter blinked, looking innocent: 'I don't know what that's called, Dad.'
Old Wang finally showed a relieved smile, hurriedly pulled up his pants, and patted his daughter on the shoulder: 'Good! That's my good daughter! I'll double your allowance from now on! Let me tell you, this is called a JJ.'
The younger daughter stared at him for two seconds, then suddenly couldn't help but burst into loud laughter, bending over with laughter, pointing at him while laughing, her tone full of mockery:
"You can even call this JJ?"
Old Wang froze in place, his face turning from red to white, then from white to green.
The study fell into a long silence.
Outside the door, the eldest and second daughters were eavesdropping with their ears perked up. Hearing that last sentence, they both covered their mouths, almost laughing out loud.
The younger daughter wiped away tears from laughing and said lightly, 'Dad, if you really want to know if we're pure or not, actually... asking that question is useless.'
She paused for a moment, then added:
“What really matters is size.”
Old Wang was completely speechless.
From that day on, he never mentioned the matter of the "purity test" again. The three daughters still went to school, worked part-time, and dated as usual, but whenever the atmosphere at home became even slightly awkward, the youngest daughter would give him a meaningful look and then softly snort:
“JJ...”
Old Wang could only silently lower his head and drink tea, pretending he heard nothing.
Some experiments, after being done, make you realize you're the most awkward one.
Old Wang originally thought the matter would be over, but reality was far crueler than he imagined.
The next morning, the atmosphere at the dining table was as eerie as if it had just snowed. The eldest daughter, Xiaoya, drank her porridge while pretending nothing was wrong. The second daughter, Xiaowen, kept her head down scrolling through her phone, but the corners of her mouth couldn't be suppressed. The youngest daughter, Xiaorou, occasionally glanced up at him, her eyes filled with obvious amusement.
Old Wang's hand holding the vegetables was trembling.
“Dad, the weather is nice today. Want to go out for a walk?” Xiao Rou suddenly spoke, her voice soft and gentle.
“No need.” Old Wang replied stiffly.
“Then what about taking the car? Oh, right, Sister Xiaoya can’t take a car for one year, Sister Xiaowen for two years... What about you? Are there any restrictions?”
Xiaoya spat out her porridge with a "pfft," and Xiaowen laughed out loud. Old Wang's face flushed bright red; he put down his chopsticks and went back to his room.
From that day on, the family's "JJ incident" became an unspoken joke among the three daughters.
Although Xiaoya was punished to read the Bible every day, she would always stop suddenly halfway through, looking thoughtfully in Lao Wang's direction, then muttering softly, "Size... really shouldn't be compared recklessly."
Xiaowen had her allowance suspended but became even more proactive in taking on side jobs. Once, while she was fixing a computer in the living room, Lao Wang passed by. She deliberately turned up the screen brightness, revealing a "Male Health Education" page. Lao Wang's steps faltered. Without looking up, Xiaowen said, "Dad, I'm studying. Don't overthink it."
The worst was Xiao Rou.
Not only was she not punished, but her allowance was doubled. However, every time she took the money, she would sigh softly, her tone carrying regret: "Sigh, if only it could be a bit bigger."
Old Wang almost choked to death on his own tea.
A week later, Old Wang really could not bear this mental torture anymore and decided to have a proper talk with his three daughters.
He called them into the living room, sat upright and proper, and tried to regain the dignity of a father.
"You three, this matter ends here. No one is allowed to mention it again from now on."
Xiaoya nodded: "Okay, Dad."
Xiaowen also said obediently, "I understand."
Xiaorou, however, blinked: 'Mention what? JJ?'
Old Wang's temples throbbed.
"I said, don’t bring it up!"
“But Dad, you were the one who brought it up first,” Xiao Rou said with an innocent look. “And you even demonstrated it yourself.”
Xiaoya and Xiaowen exchanged a glance, then simultaneously lowered their heads, their shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
Old Wang took a deep breath, trying to change the subject: 'Xiaoya, how's your Bible reading going?'
Xiaoya immediately became serious: "I've reached Genesis. There's a line that says, 'God saw that it was good'... I suddenly feel I understand a bit of how you felt back then."
Old Wang: '...'
Xiaowen added, "I was thinking, if I had answered 'I don't know' back then, could I have gotten an increase in my allowance too?"
Xiao Rou immediately chimed in: "Too late. And you answered too quickly, not at all like someone pure."
As the three daughters talked more and more excitedly, Old Wang completely lost his temper. Leaning against the sofa, he suddenly felt like a clown who had been seen through.
That night, he couldn't sleep.
Lying in bed, he repeatedly recalled his three daughters' reactions. The eldest knew but wasn't panicked; the second knew and looked indifferent; the youngest even directly mocked him. They were no longer the little girls from his memory who would revolve around him.
They have grown up.
And he was still stuck in the stage of using the most primitive, most foolish methods to verify 'purity.'
The next day, Old Wang voluntarily lifted all the punishments.
Xiaoya no longer had to read the Bible, Xiaowen's pocket money was restored, and all the restrictions on taking the bus were lifted. The three daughters were somewhat surprised but didn't ask any questions.
It’s just that Xiaorou suddenly said softly while eating:
“Dad, actually we all know you’re worried about us. It’s just that your method... is very special.”
Old Wang smiled bitterly: 'So special that I wish I could go back in time and slap my past self.'
Xiaoya said with a smile, "At least no one will suspect us of being 'impure' anymore."
Xiaowen nodded: "After all, even you admitted it yourself—yours is indeed a bit... lacking."
Old Wang: '...Are you three really my biological children?'
All three daughters looked up at the same time and answered in unison:
“Of course it is, Dad.”
The tone was as uniform as if rehearsed.
Looking at their smiling faces, Old Wang suddenly felt the knot in his chest slowly loosen.
Awkward as it was, at least the family was still there.
Only from then on did no one in the family ever mention those two letters “JJ” again.
Until one time, Lao Wang was watching a health program in the living room, where the host was seriously explaining male physiological knowledge. Xiao Rou happened to pass by, glanced at the screen, and then casually dropped a remark:
“This episode explains things pretty scientifically. Much better than some on-site demonstrations.”
Old Wang immediately threw the remote control.
The laughter of the three daughters came from their respective rooms, crisp and loud.
He leaned back on the sofa and shook his head helplessly.
Some experiments, once conducted, can never be taken back.
And some truths are destined to make the experimenter blush first.
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