(Maybe everyone feels a bit boring in the last few chapters, but it doesn’t matter. After the third and fifth chapters, there will be a small climax. Wait patiently, thank you again!)
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Is Zhang Er's "Mao" happy? It was very happy at first, after all, there is a big beauty on her back, sweaty, soft, and... and I can feel the two "milk" balls on the other's chest against my back. That feels...
However, Zhang Er's "Mao" stopped short of being happy, and the minor didn't hum, and a heavy expression appeared on his face again. After all, I didn't come home by dating, not taking my daughter-in-law back home to meet her mother-in-law, and not returning home in good clothes, but treating my old mother. Thinking of his mother and thinking of what the doctor said, Zhang Er's "Mao" mood suddenly became heavy, and he fell into the ice valley all of a sudden.
"Hey, why don't you sing?" Zhang Er's "Mao" didn't want to sing anymore, but Song Siyi on his back didn't seem to have fun.
"No... I'm not in the mood." Zhang Er's "Mao" breathed out angrily, and his pace accelerated.
"Oh." Song Siyi's face was angry, and his mouth turned tall, but he seemed to have thought of something. After a while, he patted Zhang Er's "Mao" on the shoulder: "Why don't you put me down? I can walk by myself!" Can this guy not be tired on such a hot day and such a steep slope? Sure... It must have broken long ago! This guy is too, why do you want to survive
"I know you can go." Zhang Er's "Mao" turned his head and said lightly.
"You know I can go, so you still carry me?" This guy knows that he lied to him and still willingly carries himself? God, this guy is trying to take advantage of him, right
"Hehe, I just think you are walking too slowly!"
"You...huh!" Song Siyi looked angry, but leaned heavily on Zhang Er's "Mao" back, and muttered viciously in his heart-I will crush you to death!
After climbing up the valley, Zhang Er's "Mao" gently put Song Siyi down on his back. Although Li Jingjing also said that her two legs were good, Zhang Er's "Mao" was still tired.
Standing aside, Song Siyi hurriedly sorted out the clothes on his chest. The white shirt was soaked with sweat. It had become a bit transparent. You could already see the small pink cover inside, even That deep "breast"/ditch. Song Siyi felt so embarrassed and so angry that he hurriedly turned his body to the other side, but his eyes were deeply attracted by the scenery in front of him.
The continuous mountain range, smoke-filled, is like a fairyland; in the distance, you can still see a green river faintly, like a ribbon winding in the depths of the forest, between the clouds and mist; there are occasional crows in the distance. , Broke the silence of the entire mountain forest.
"Miss Song." Zhang Er's "Mao" cry broke Song Siyi who was intoxicated in the green mountains and green waters before him.
"Oh." Song Siyi responded softly, of course not forgetting to raise his arms to block his chest.
"Let's go, Zhangjiacun will be after this steep slope."
"Oh, um... you go ahead." Song Siyi was shy and embarrassed, but he didn't want Zhang Er's "Mao" to see the sight of his chest, but he didn't want the guy in front of him to see his chest as the one in front of him. Come to appreciate the scenery.
"Yeah." Zhang Er's "Mao" seemed to have noticed Song Siyi's embarrassment. He nodded heavily and then stepped forward and walked forward.
The road was still so narrow, still so rugged, and still steep, below... There was almost a bottomless valley below. Although Song Siyi had grit his teeth, he had to stop before taking a few steps. "Hey, that... I'm afraid of that."
"Are you afraid?" Zhang Er's "Mao" hurriedly turned his head back, at first he looked puzzled, but after looking at the valley on the roadside, he seemed to understand something. Of course, his eyes were also affected by the sight of Song Siyi's chest. Was attracted to the past. But Zhang Er's "Mao" didn't dare to look more, just glanced briefly.
"Hey, what are you looking at!" Song Siyi looked angry and seemed to have noticed Zhang Er's "Mao" gaze.
"No... Nothing." Zhang Er's "Mao" turned around hurriedly. "It's just that the road is too steep, or I will lead you along." Zhang Er's "Mao" stretched out his arm.
Mr. Song Siyi hesitated for a while, but after a while he still put his little hand in the palm of Zhang Er's "Mao". "Say okay first, don't look back!" Hmph, it's cheaper for you guy. But... But this guy seems to be much better than Chen Ping's boy, he knows how to care about himself, he knows how to take care of himself, and he has to learn about himself, hehe...
Damn! Don't I like Chen Ping? I... I shouldn't treat this guy... No, absolutely not, how could I be so carefree, besides, this guy in front of me is just a mess, a first-rate gangster, I wouldn't like him!
Just walking, watching, thinking, Song Siyi didn't know how long he had been walking, so he walked into Zhangjiacun in a daze, and walked to the door of Zhang Er's "Mao". But looking at the thatched house in front of him, at the dilapidated door in front of him, Song Siyi's heart was cold.
"Miss Song." Zhang Er's expression of "Mao" was embarrassed. "Make you laugh, this is my home." After Zhang Er's "Mao" said, he let go of Song Siyi's little hand, turned and pushed the door and walked in.
Song Siyi didn't speak, but after hesitating, he followed closely. A table and a few dilapidated benches are all the furniture in the living room, which made Song Siyi's mood even heavier.
Pushing open the door of the bedroom on the side of Zhang Er's "Mao", he saw the dying old mother lying on her face with yellowish muscles. Zhang Er's "Mao" felt sore in his heart, and the tears in his eye sockets whizzed out.
"Mom!" Zhang Er's "Mao" yelled softly after a long time, then walked to the bed, knelt on the ground with his feet, and stretched out his hands to tightly hold the old mother's bone-like arms.
"Two... Two "Mao"?" The old mother opened her eyes slightly, looking at her son with excitement. "Really... Is it really you?"
"It's me, mom, I'm the second "Mao", woo..." Finally, Zhang Er "Mao" couldn't bear the pain in his heart anymore, so he cried bitterly. "Mom, I'm sorry, I came back late, woo..."
"Ghost baby, why are you crying? Just come back. Just come back. Don't cry." The old mother comforted her son, but the tears from the corners of her eyes also poured out.
"Woo..." Zhang Er's "Mao" still cried bitterly, and pressed his mother's hand tightly to his face. The old mother wanted to struggle to sit up, but her eyes were attracted by Song Siyu beside Zhang Er's "Mao". "Two "Mao", this young lady is..."
Until now, Zhang Er's "Mao" seemed to remember that there was Song Siyu outside, so he hurriedly turned his head back. Originally Zhang Er's "Mao" thought that Song Siyi would not follow up, because the room was filled with a strong musty smell, which was very unpleasant, plus what his mother looks like now...
But what surprised Zhang Er's "Mao" was that Song Siyi not only came in, but also stood next to him. What made Zhang Er's "Mao" even more surprised was that Song Siyi not only didn't have any disgusting appearance, but he was still a man. The deputy looked like tears streaming down his face.
"Mom." Zhang Er's "Mao" hurriedly stood up. "He is... He is the son and daughter of our boss."
"Second "Mao", you ghost baby, how did you bring people to the house? Why don't you hurry up and ask them to sit outside, it's very stinky here." The old mother looked angry and faced him. Zhang Er "Mao" yelled viciously.
"This..." Zhang Er's "Mao" look embarrassed, turned around and looked at Song Siyi embarrassedly: "Miss Song, or you should sit outside, in this room..."
After listening to Zhang Er's "Mao", Song Siyi raised his arm and wiped the tears on his face heavily, then rushed towards the bed, squatted down, stretched out his hands and held the old mother's little hand tightly. . "Auntie, Auntie, I... I won't go out, I... I will ask Brother Mao to take you to the hospital right away, you will definitely get better, oooo..."
"This... this..." The old mother looked nervous and surprised, at a loss for a while.
Looking at Song Siyi's Zhang Er's "Mao" who was squatting in front of the bed, he was stunned. He didn't expect the Song family's jewel in the palm, the eldest of the rich family, not only did not mean to dislike, but was so approachable and respectful Mother; he didn't even think that the daughter who is usually incompatible with himself can actually...
Woman, it looks like this, her mouth is hard to die, but her heart is as soft as tofu. Of course, in the eyes of Zhang Er's "Mao" Song Siyi still has a kind heart, and she should look at the woman in front of her from another angle. Up.