Bai Fumei in the 70’s - Chapter 27

The woman’s warm lips were attached to his throat, and the wet, slight gasp sounded like a little hook, making him unable to break into his heart. The soft and white Yingrun affixed to his rugged chest, causing his whole face to burst red and dripping blood 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 so green and agitated like Maotou, he couldn’t help laughing.

Zhao Lanxiang rolled over and slept head to head with him on the bed. She said sweetly, “I saw the pants.”

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

When Zhao Lanxiang thinks about it like this, he thinks He Songbai is so awkward and cute that he wants 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 matter 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 ear root to 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 violent, almost breathless, staying here Every minute of the house 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 but think about it. 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 hidden delight in 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 the sake of you and for my sake, we better keep some distance. Whether it is an object…” His low voice suddenly froze a moment, revealing a trace of sadness that was difficult to hide.

“Thank you for making up my clothes, but my eldest sister usually makes up for me. She was too 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, and when he saw that He Songbai was so hard to cover up, he 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 after the busy farming season. Those peasants who are full of ten work points per day are satisfied. Although they usually do 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 can be reduced.

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 grain spikes in the ground, and when she accumulated a lot, she could 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 full of spirit, as if all Useful endless energy.

The entire brigade grabs food together, there are diligent and lazy people. Lazy people can do some fancy punching and embroidering their legs, and it is easy to fool them. However, He Songbai sold hard enough to work hard.

On the evening after the completion of the work, 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 the food I cook, 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 you frozen chicken.

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 reviews!