Bai Fumei in the ’70s

27 Chapter 027

The woman's warm lips touched his throat, wet, and the slight gasp sounded like a little hook, so that he could not be defeated.The soft and white Yingrun was affixed to his rugged chest, causing his whole face to burst red and bleed suddenly.

She fell on him, her eyes so tender that she could almost drip water, and her veins were sentimental.

She bit him fiercely, once on the left, once on the right, and the subtle air flow from her mouth entered his heart and lungs, as if all tasted sweet.

This woman is really his nemesis!

He Songbai was uncontrollably stiff and his heart was about to jump out of his throat!

After Zhao Lanxiang finished his "lesson", he looked at him green and agitated like Maotou, and couldn't help laughing.

Zhao Lanxiang rolled over and slept head to head on the bed. She said sweetly, "I saw that pair of pants."

"Gou broke a hole. I asked you to help you in the corn field that day. Did you run so fast because of it?"

When Zhao Lanxiang thought about it this way, he felt that He Songbai was so awkward and cute that he wanted to be bullied.

She thought that he was impatient and rejected people thousands of miles away, but did not expect it to be wrong from the beginning.His embarrassment gave her great confidence.So she dared to yell at him so boldly and so carelessly just now.

Zhao Lanxiang touched his tall nose with his thumb and said softly: "He Songbai, I like you, I only like you, this will never change."

"Whether it is poverty or disease, whether it is good or bad."

She said gently, those beautiful dark eyes seemed to pass through the air, saw the man holding her hand to the auditorium, and swore solemnly to her relatives, friends.He didn't break this promise until he died, and spoiled her seriously for twenty years.

They had no children in their entire lives, because he did not want to let her take risks, and did not want to let her suffer. He gave up the right to be a father.

In this life she will not step into the quagmire of the previous life, she still has a healthy body, she can have his own lovely baby.

Zhao Lanxiang thought so, she felt as sweet as honey, so sweet that she narrowed her eyes and felt that even the air she breathed was sweet.After she kissed the young man, she hummed a little lightly, and the voice was light and sweet, soft and sweet like sugar lumps.

He Songbai was red from the ear to the neck, more excited than the first time she kissed her. After a long, long time, he thought that Zhao Lanxiang was asleep, his heartbeat was still intense, almost breathless, staying here Every minute of the room is so hard!

Because the sweet and beautiful woman was sleeping on the bed he was lying on day and night, but he could not think of anything, he was very hard to restrain himself, he could not think of anything!

But he couldn't help thinking, the sweet words she said were really the best in the world.

She said she likes him, only like him a poor boy!

He Songbai closed his eyes and opened them suddenly, a deep, delightful glance across his deep pupils, but when this light ignited, only the momentary splendor bloomed, and soon he fell silent.

He wiped his face and shivered.

He Songbai stood up and pulled up Zhao Lanxiang in silence, "Your clothes are a little messed up, sort yourself out."

He sighed.

"For your own good, and for my own good, we'd better keep some distance. Whether it's an object..." His low voice suddenly froze for a moment, revealing a trace of sadness that was difficult to hide.

"Thank you for making up clothes for me, but my elder sister usually makes up for me. She has been tired recently, so I didn't trouble her."

"Say... one year later, that is one year later. Now there is no crossing of the line, Lanxiang, me, me..." He Songbai sobbed.

Zhao Lanxiang was very happy and happy just now. He was so sad to see that He Songbai tried to cover up, and suddenly felt sad.

He didn't know that he would have a chance to turn over in the future.He may think that he will be poor, backward, and despised in the ravines forever.

Zhao Lanxiang touched his face and said, "If you work hard, work harder, work harder, you can marry me."

"Would you like to work harder for me?"

He Songbai looked at her serious eyes and was silent. He couldn't even make out the usual second-handed tone.

He did not return to her, but touched her hair.

...

In July, the scorching sun is like fire.

Soon the trenching work on the mountain came to an end.Because the millet in the field is ripe, the grabbing of food is the top priority, and everything comes back in the busy season.The peasants who are full of ten work points per day are very satisfied. Although they usually do the work of ten work points, their mother-in-law earns ten work points.

Save a little today and a little tomorrow. The famine owed to the brigade at the end of the year will be less.

He Songbai and Sister He worked even harder, because they never earned ten full-point credits a day.When the food in the field was ripe, they left the mountain with regret.

When the millet was cooked, He Sanya had a new job.Whenever the adults had finished harvesting the millet, she picked up the broken and broken grains in the ground, and she picked them up and accumulated them to eat the second sweet and sweet glutinous rice.

Since He Songbai changed his job, the whole person has become more cheerful.This cheerfulness is not expressed in his words. He is still a person with few words and silence, but his eyes are much easier than before, the bitterness deposited in the eyebrows is diluted, and the whole person is energetic, as if all Useful endless energy.

The entire brigade grabbed food together, there were hardworking people and lazy people.Lazy people can do some fancy punching and embroidering their legs, and it's easy to fool them, but He Songbai sold them hard and worked hard.

On the evening when the work was finished, Zhao Lanxiang pulled his sleeve and said angrily: "Why are you doing a silly job like a cramp? I let you work harder, not to make you work so hard!"

She was really distressed, and she said, "You don't want to eat my cooking, and you put so much effort, you are burning your own life, you fool. I will go back to buy meat tomorrow, and I must not refuse !"

He Songbai wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and said nothing.

The author has something to say: I didn't want to change anything, but the geese saw the chicken jelly.

As if I saw a long comment beckoning to me, I chewed my teeth to turn on the computer and knocked on a short chapter.

Hum, no more short comments!