After the two finished eating, they secretly returned to the deep alley, where a Phoenix car had long been parked in the dark and damp alley.
The man's stubborn head was steaming hot, and the beads of sweat followed the deep outline from the forehead all the way to the corners of the eyes, and then gathered in the chin and hidden in the sackcloth. He heard the movement and turned his head, revealing his white teeth.
He Songbai wiped the dirty back seat and wiped off the dust on it with his sleeves.
"Sit still."
Zhao Lanxiang jumped into the car and hugged his waist.
He Songbai tensed his body, his legs mechanically stomping.
He felt every lane in the county clearly, and the dexterous Phoenix shuttled under the shady roof of the Tongzi Building, turned around the street again, and quickly walked out of the lively market.
When he started to walk on the mountain road, Zhao Lanxiang grabbed the collar of the man's belly.
"Stop, stop."
He Songbai stepped on it and asked, "What's wrong?"
Zhao Lanxiang asked him to get out of the car, and she quickly jumped onto the triangular seat and stepped on the pedals: "I'll take you back."
He Songbai wiped his sweat, sniffed the stench of his own sweat, and said embarrassedly, "I stink to you?"
Zhao Lanxiang really wanted to hang and beat him at this moment, Liang Tiezhu's words kept buzzing in her ears, and the more she thought about it, the more uncomfortable she became. At this moment, his tiredness and the appearance of his legs swaying on the bike fell into her eyes.
Zhao Lanxiang couldn't sit down any longer.
She patted the back seat of her car, and seeing that he was still staring at her in a daze, Zhao Lanxiang forcefully twisted the tendon on his waist.
Only then did He Songbai have a dark face and slowly sat up.
He said, "Or... let me take a shower. There's a river over there, let me down."
Zhao Lanxiang turned a deaf ear, and slowly stepped across the river.
She said, "It's okay if you want to wash it, but I have to watch from the side. What if a thief steals your clothes in broad daylight?"
There was an understatement of scoundrel in her crisp voice.
He Songbai was suddenly choked, his ears turned red, and he never dared to mention taking a bath. If there is a sense of picture, He Songbai will feel hot all over just thinking about it, and even his nose will become hot.
She looked at the rules, but in fact the deviant naughty in her bones could kill him!
He Songbai no longer mentioned the matter of taking a bath, but seeing that the object was struggling to step on it, he sometimes propped up his feet and slipped out of the car to run after the object. burden.
His legs are long, and his legs are stretched out to sink his butt onto the seat of the car.
He ran happily, and the subject couldn't help raising the corners of his lips when he saw it.
She said, "You fool!"
He Songbai smiled naively, wiped his sweat and said, "I'm no longer than before when I had to send you to the hospital with a broken leg. I've gained a lot of weight, and you can't carry it!"
Zhao Lanxiang was helpless and couldn't help laughing when she saw how happy he was running. His skin, tanned by the bright summer and autumn sun, glowed red, and he ran like a black whirlwind.
At this moment, he really looks like a simple and rustic country bumpkin, but this silly appearance is also what she loves!
Zhao Lanxiang jumped out of the car and kissed him hard.
"I don't think you stinky, how could I think you stinky?"
"I'm afraid you're too tired."
He Songbai touched the subject's soft hair, and then probed her sweaty back.
"You're just stupid."
"I'm used to rough work, and I'm better than you, no matter how hard I do it, I can carry you all the way back with all my strength!"
Zhao Lanxiang sat in the back seat and pressed his face against his hot and humid back.
"I don't want you to carry it back, save all your strength and kiss me!"
He Songbai suddenly became hoarse, his throat seemed to be on fire, and he stepped on his legs like clockwork.
The cool mountain wind blew past, and the rough and heavy voice of the man mixed with the whistling wind fell into her ears.
…
Before reaching the hinterland of Hezitun, He Songbai jumped out of the car, gave the bicycle to Zhao Lanxiang, and ran and copied the path to go home.
Zhao Lanxiang rode his car back to the house by himself, and put the car back to the back of the old house. After leaving the car, she walked past the cowshed and glanced at Gu Gong.
It was already noon, and Gu Gong was so hungry that he was waiting for her with dizzy eyes.
"The hen lays an egg every day, and I'll give it to you."
He handed over a nest of white eggs. This hen has a very good relationship with him. He sleeps beside him every night, eats and drinks, and never lays an egg a day.
As if to know that the old man needs his eggs to supplement nutrition.
Zhao Lanxiang took the egg with a smile and said, "Sure, let's make an omelette for you."
The meat sauce she marinated in the jar was already marinated well, and when she opened it, she smelled its aroma all over the house. Mix it with egg roll wrappers to make omelette rice, delicious and quick.
Zhao Lanxiang adjusted the egg mixture and pan-fried it into a large circle of tender golden rolls. The thickness was even, scattered with cumin and chopped green onion. She didn't stick to what she added to the rice filling. She would fry whatever was in the Hejia's vegetable field. She picked cucumbers, green vegetables, and eggplants, cut them into cubes, and fried them with white rice. Put the eggplant and fry until half-cooked before adding the greens and cucumbers.
The fragrant pork fried the white rice until it was golden and oily. She wrapped the mixed rice with egg skins and wrapped it into a bag of yellow fat. Finally, pour a spoonful of meat sauce, and the omelette rice exudes a tempting aroma.
She secretly brought the omelette over to Gu Gong, and another down-and-out middle-aged man in the cowshed was swallowing hard.
Zhao Lanxiang put down the meal without saying a word, and quickly returned to the old house of the He family.
Gu Gong held the bowl and squinted in enjoyment. He took a bite of this omurice, and took a bite. The crispy and fragrant egg skin was wrapped in rich vegetable grains. The extremely layered omurice brought joy to the taste buds. Pleasant enjoyment.
The delicious sauce is wrapped in the crispy egg skin, and the sweet and crispy taste of the cucumber is unique, light and tangy. The softness of eggplant, the sweetness of cabbage, the crispness of cucumber, the greasy rice grains, and the salty meat sauce form a wonderful combination, which makes people eat a lot of oil and water, and at the same time, it is sweet and greasy. , making people want to eat another after eating one fat egg roll.
Gu Gong added all the rice bowls to the sea.
Prophet Hu, who was beside him, swallowed his saliva for an unknown number of times, his stomach screamed like thunder, and he stared at Gu Gong silently with a pair of starving eyes.
This side starved to death, but there was such good food.
YouQi Gu Gong wiped his mouth after eating, and smashed it, reminiscing about the taste of the fried omelette just now.
Prophet Hu said, "Why did the family give the teacher something to eat?"
Gu Gong ignored him.
Prophet Hu asked again, "Teacher, did you give them money?"
With a long sigh, he rubbed out a piece of great unity from the haystack.
"This was specially given to me by Wu Yong when he came to see me. I wonder if the educated youth can also give me a few meals?"
Gu Gong was in a good mood when he was full, and finally he was willing to speak to Prophet Hu "with great mercy".
He asked casually, "Why didn't Wu Yong go to jail or live in a bullpen with you?".
Prophet Hu said: "He is different from us. We are eager for quick success. He is like a teacher."
"Don't look at the completion of Heshan. The other hills in his project have just started! The three of us used to laugh at him for being stupid, but now I understand it. It makes sense to do things like him."
Gu Gong said lightly: "Your junior brother reminded me to be careful about Wu Yong."
Prophet Hu was stunned, as if he did not expect the younger brother Sun Xiang to say this to the teacher.
Doubt, contempt, and shock appeared on his face, he tried hard to shake off the doubts in his heart, and said, "I don't think Wu Yong has anything to do with it. Sun Xiang still says such things at this juncture, which makes people suspicious. "
"After the accident, the four of us were locked in a small room and repeatedly interrogated by the police for several days and nights. When we were nervous, we said everything we needed to say. Any suspicious things were clarified. That guy Sun Xiang Withered, it's such a time to alienate our feelings!"
He said indignantly, "He's coming to the end and he wants to pull a cushion for himself to go in!"
Gu Huaijin stared directly at Prophet Hu throughout the whole process, sighed in a calm manner, and fell asleep while lying in the haystack.
…
He Songbai took off his clothes and was about to go to bed when he returned to the house, when the door was pushed open with a squeak.
He hurriedly pocketed his clothes and asked indifferently, "What's wrong?"
In fact, the muscles all over his body were already tensed, and he arched up faintly. His eyes were dark and bright, and they were as heavy as black fuel, and a little spark could burn him.
Zhao Lanxiang put the omelet rice on the table, "Come and add a meal for you."
"You didn't eat well at noon, eat more now."
She touched the man lying on the bed ready to sleep, and her cool fingers ran across his shoulders. She opened it and looked at it, where it was red and slightly swollen.
Zhao Lanxiang said, "Does it hurt?"
He Songbai snorted patiently.
The pain is not painful, just a little sore, and it will be fine after a sleep. But the woman let go and touched it, and the cold fingers landed on his shoulders. He felt soreness from his shoulders to his waist, which made him feel dry and painful.
Zhao Lanxiang looked at the sweat dripping from his forehead, took out a handkerchief and wiped it for him.
"Get up and eat, digest and digest before going back to sleep."
"How dare you say that you are fat, I can still carry a light weight, ah-"
Zhao Lanxiang let out a low whimper, and was suddenly pulled off by him, wrapping her body with a thin quilt.
The man's breathing was disordered and heavy, and he said hurriedly and ashamedly, "Didn't you tell me to keep my strength... What are you?"
"I want to kiss now, will you give it back?"
There was pleading and aggression in his dark eyes, almost wringing water. He hadn't touched this sweet and greasy woman for a long, long time. Her soft and warm lips seemed to be immortal, and he took a breath and felt strong for the next few days.
The man's scalding body temperature pressed against Zhao Lanxiang's cold skin as if it had exploded, and rubbed it invisibly.
Zhao Lanxiang touched her, a man who was cute and anxious like a hairy boy, and dragged him to lie down and kiss her, kissing her hard. His urgent and heavy kiss, without thinking that she conveyed desire, restraint and desire.
The kiss made her mouth hurt, and the clothes on her body were still in good condition, and she was not disturbed by him at all. Satisfied, he turned over as if he had lost all his energy, and gasped with his head on the pillow.
Cute as a puppy.
Zhao Lanxiang got up, pity his swollen shoulders, her lips wet and cool, and kissed his tense and stiff shoulders.
"Promise me that you will take good care of your body in the future, okay?"
"It will be mine from now on."
Zhao Lanxiang tapped his chest and said seriously.
He Songbai only thought, damn, did this woman want to die, and she said such things on his bed.
The author has something to say: *
small theater:
Pingshengjun: When will you be able to eat meat, I am worried for you
Brother Bai: I want to cherish my fragrance!
(grins naively)