Bai Fumei in the 70’s

After He Songbai finished feeding her grandmother's medicine, she also beat her back and rubbed her legs to stretch her stiff and atrophied muscles.

In the end, Grandma's face was completely smiling, and she said to her grandson: "Don't worry about it in your heart."

Her gully face filled with a chuckle, "Our family still has a little gold, and if it's useful, you can exchange it for money. This kind of thing also doesn't bring death to life."

"It took a long time to get clean, and the money originally wanted to save you as a daughter-in-law. Your age should be calculated, and Ye Ye's things haven't happened yet..."

She sighed, squeezed the golden bean in her hand, and stuffed it into He Songbai's hand.

"Is the bicycle bought back?"

He Songbai shook his head, but not mentioning the money was not enough.

"No goods, you have to line up."

He said that he carried his grandmother on his back and moved outside to watch the night.

He Da came over to take her brother's hand immediately after dinner. She gave her grandmother urine, boiled water and bathed her. Then she combed her hair and cleaned it.

He Songbai glanced at the sky. It didn't take long for the sky to get dark. He didn't know the time, but he knew he had to sleep immediately, otherwise he wouldn't get up tomorrow.

He took another shower and quickly went back to the room to sleep soundly.

Zhao Lanxiang slowly finished his dinner, packed the freshly fried butter mango rolls from the firehouse, took them to He Songbai's house, and found that he fell asleep again.

She grabbed the man's ear.

His ears are very good, his ears are wide and thick, his earlobe has flesh, and he looks particularly blessed. But somehow, what she saw after going to the countryside was all he was suffering.

He didn't wake him by pulling his ears. Zhao Lanxiang put a mango roll in his mouth and poked him in the chest.

He Songbai woke up with a cough and grasped the messy hand with his hand.

He choked a bit and swallowed the mango roll into his stomach in two bites, his eyes dark and oily as if he could drip water.

The man's eyes were horrible and quiet, and his lowered voice could not hide the hoarseness: "The man's body cannot be touched casually, it is dangerous, don't you know?"

Zhao Lanxiang fed him another one, and said with a smile: "Where is it dangerous?"

He Songbai was really anxious about her unguarded and bold innocence. If he changed, he would be very helpless. At this moment, he was all over the body, and he grabbed the man and pressed it on the bed.

She squeezed her soft skin vigorously and violently.

Did not speak.

Wan Lai was silent, and occasionally came the murmur of frogs in the pool.

However, the sound of the heartbeat is more intense, almost covering all the sounds violently.

Zhao Lanxiang encircled the man's skinny waist, "Okay, don't be angry."

"I want to get you up to see something."

She frowned and couldn't help groaning.

He Songbai's eyes were black and dark, and he said: "I have a very bad and mean and indecent idea now. Don't always think of me so well."

"always like this--"

There was a trace of helplessness in his angrily corrupted voice.

"Lure me."

The man was breathing heavily, and the turbulent and heavy breathing could hardly be concealed, and he turned his head awkwardly.

Zhao Lanxiang touched his short, stiff hair and crawled out of the man's hot body.

"Sorry."

"Get dressed and I won't let you down."

He Songbai took a few deep breaths, turned over and touched a coat, and put it on neatly.

Zhao Lanxiang carried the lamp and brought the man to the bullpen.

She placed the faint kerosene lamp in the back seat of the bicycle, illuminating the "new" big guy in the bullpen.

The black and magnificent big horizontal bar 28-style "Phoenix" brand bicycle was carefully wiped with dust all over the body, the black paint was smooth and bright, and the shiny new metal glowed with white light. Lilac morning glory.

Like a proud general, he looked up and waited for review.

The moment when He Songbai saw the bicycle, his heart was extremely hot, like a hot magma erupting.

He restrained his emotions and stepped forward to touch it.

"What does it mean?"

She said she could get a bicycle, but He Songbai didn't take it seriously.

Zhao Lanxiang raised her eyebrows, her eyes were like rubbing into the stars, and she was affectionate and bright, she said with a smile: "Of course it is for you."

"While riding this car, I wish you all the best and every year is safe."

He Songbai listened to the woman's blessing, her heart was hot and warm, and she wanted to kiss her tightly.

In fact, his hands and feet did this involuntarily. He kissed her hair fiercely.

"Mom, why is Laozi so rare?"

Zhao Lanxiang squeezed the flesh on his waist and didn't speak.

After a long time, she whispered: "Make more money, fight less, make a lot of money in a muffled manner, and save enough gifts to come to my house two years later."

"No one will ever dismiss your landlord as a result."

He Songbai heard that, both excited and unbelievable.

He didn't answer her, but he responded to her warm request loudly in his heart.

He touched her face, tender and slippery, and the blows were broken. She had never suffered hardships or lived in poverty. He needs to work harder and harder to be qualified to truly own her.

He Songbai hugged her for a while before letting go. He said, "Go back to bed."

The stars gradually dimmed, twinkling, the moon became more and more red, and it was not too early to watch.

"It's bad for girls to sleep too late."

Zhao Lanxiang thought for a while, and put down the watch on his wrist and put it on his hand.

"You go out to do business now, and you don't know how to understand time, which is very inconvenient. I don't do anything at home, I don't need it very much."

He Songbai fiddled with the delicate watch on his wrist, Longines brand, he did not understand its price but he knew it was expensive.

He dialed the watch back and insisted: "No, you have to rely on it for cooking."

Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help but laughed, "Stupid, how can a skilled cook have to look at his watch, wouldn't I take a glance?"

"Lent temporarily to you. When you have money, buy me a better one."

He Songbai did not refuse any more, he cherished the watch on his left wrist.

...

At two o'clock, he watched a lot of watches, and He Songbai, whose mood was irresistible, finally got up.

He quickly drove off after cycling.

He was still riding a car borrowed from a friend in the county. He planned to return the car after he finished his work, because it was the first day of his life. Appointed time.

Tie Zhu got up at three o'clock, thinking of helping him to take the handle anyway, and riding the big golden deer early.

Unexpectedly, when he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw a person who surprised him.

Zhao Lanxiang pinched the front of the car and asked, "What did he do here when he got up so early?"

She has always had a light sleep and can wake up with a little movement.

Last night she kept thinking about getting up early to make breakfast for He Songbai, let him finish eating before going to do business, did not expect him to leave so early!

Zhao Lanxiang didn't even have time to wash, so he quickly drove and followed. She didn't get very close, and fell far behind.

Because it happened to rain last night and the dirt on the mountain road was soft, she judged and touched it by holding a flashlight according to the wheel marks. Judging the depth of the rut according to the height and weight of the person, this was taught by her brother who later became a police officer.

Tie Zhu did not speak, shocked beyond words.

"Brother actually didn't find you."

"He was so careless!"

Zhao Lanxiang pursed her lips and said nothing.

Tie Zhu looked at her look like "Unwilling to die in the Yellow River" and had to lead her up. He took the effort of nine cows and two tigers to talk straight and let him take "He Songbai's mother-in-law" up the mountain.

Let her see how hard it is for Bo Ge, maybe he can still persuade him to change course.

Zhao Lanxiang climbed the mountain road for a long time before walking to a farm house. Pushing the door open, the sharp pig howling almost deafened the ears.

"Gap your mouth!"

"Why didn't you kill without stun? Let the pigs cry so badly, do you want everyone to squat together?"

Master He shouted.

The other pig-killer covered the mouth of the dying pig with his hands in horror. Both hands closed the mouth of the pig vigorously. It didn't matter if the hands were gnawed by the pig.

Zhao Lanxiang looked around and finally found He Songbai in the corner.

Like everyone else, he was naked in a rubber apron, squatting away, and struggling to cleave the thick pig bones. The machete fell and the bones were scattered. Even if he wore a mask, his exposed eyebrows and hair were stained with solidified pig blood, the whole person was like being pulled out of the blood, and the sweat beads were dripping from his hair. The pig bones and pig heads piled up next to each other are taller than him.

She felt sore nose and suddenly understood how the bunch of pork came yesterday.

She covered her mouth with her hands, and tears could not help falling.

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