Chapter 68

My father's sound of closing the door was like a sudden lifting of the pot lid, which woke me up from my almost boiling dream.

Grandma's voice came faintly from the living room.

I kicked off the quilt and fumbled around, but couldn't find my phone.

I wanted to glance at the electronic watch on the desk, but I couldn't open my eyes.

The second child is hard and even the foreskin is a little painful.

I turned over and scratched the itchy egg skin, and it took me a long time to breathe.

hot.

My whole body was sore.

She asked enough of her mother's footsteps. Grandma hmmed, followed by the sound of drinking porridge. After a while, she kept saying: ...It looks good or not. When your father was still there, the pickled one was good.

The mother seemed to smile without saying anything.

Grandma drank porridge like a big cat's sob.

The Legend of the Seal of Prints rang out in a series of whimpers that urged people to fall asleep. I opened my eyes and quickly closed it for four or five seconds. My mother hung up and didn't answer. When she returned to her seat, she smiled and said: If you want to eat... Let's pickle it myself this year.

That works.Grandma said.

The sound of chewing food is as shattered as the birds cry in the morning.

It’s hard to say how long it took, and my grandmother suddenly mentioned me in a drowsy state.

...Lin Lin's face was scratched. Alas, as she said so, she lowered her voice, and every word wrapped in the food became more wet and flickering. ...I said... it wasn't a provocation... which girl is right... how to say... it turned into muttering, which was really not like a human language.

Oh, I was just thinking about it. My mother smiled and her voice increased a little. I asked, and she was having fun with a few classmates, just the one in the steel mill. She had been to our house before. Her nails were Ah, and her male.

Is it a man?

Mother smiled again.

I was so scared... Alas, grandma sighed twice and laughed suddenly. What nails do men have? They are neither male nor female, and they are scratching their faces!

My mother didn't say anything, she probably went into the kitchen.

I couldn't help scratching the egg skin again.Like contagious, the wound on the right hand began to itch.

For about half a minute, grandma suddenly laughed and I clearly heard the sound of putting down the chopsticks.Alas, Fenglan Ah.She said.

Some more?My mother seemed to have returned to the living room.

Enough is enough, I mean Ah Grandma paused and her voice fell down for no reason. Are there more and more things happening in the troupe?

Mother has no voice.

Don’t bother me. Our daughter-in-law, you can’t be too busy. She grows fast and gets sick. Who is the daughter-in-law of Lao Qiang’s family in the bank?I used to be like a flower, but later I became a small official, having social engagements and drinking. It was only a few years old. Look, now, I am in my early forties, and I don’t look fifty years old?

What's it?

It's... Anyway, it's no more than two years older than Peace. No one with the ability lives in the village. Her old voice disappeared strangely, followed by two bangs, a second or two of silence,...I'm sick and broken!It’s not that easy to say it’s a change?you say!

Mother sighed softly.

Is it... Grandma mumbled twice and drank porridge again. The woman is different from the man. The troupe is now on the twelfth, and she has dealt with those to Xiangdong. Besides, there is still a school. Is it true that I really have to be busy and see what you do?

My mother nodded, and her footsteps sounded a few times, and the sound of the chair rubbing against the ground. After a while, she smiled and said: Then I'll take a break.

That works!Grandma smiled too.After a moment, in a rustle, she quickly burped: Don’t worry, Lin Lin will finish eating and I will clean up!

I couldn't hear my mother's voice.

After a while, the sound of water sounded in the kitchen, and the splashing water droplets seemed to fall on my face.

It took another long time, and as the sound of water disappeared, my mother returned to the living room.

But she did not stop, but walked straight towards my room, step by step, getting closer and closer until all the sounds disappeared at the door.

A long silence.

I couldn't help but hold my breath, but suddenly, she pushed open the door.

To be honest, I was so surprised that I almost jumped up on the bed, but I almost jumped up. In fact, like a petrified thing, I lay stiffly on the bed, unable to move, afraid of a finger.

The dick stood up and didn't dare to open his eyes, but I could feel the strength and height it burst under the quilt, its clumsiness and hoarseness.

My mother's breathing was light and even, and it took her a while before she closed the door and called Lin Lin.

I uttered in a daze, like I was holding shit in my mouth.

In a mess, she paced around the room and then walked towards me, so she couldn't clean up properly?

I took a breath, but still didn't dare to open my eyes.I wanted to hide, but my body became stiffer.

My mother called Lin Lin again, and her breathing almost sprayed on my face.When will you sleep?Um?She sat down on the edge of the bed.

Yes, the fleshy buttocks barely rubbed across their thighs and piled up indifferently.

I could feel that softness and heat.

This made me feel hot all over and I couldn't help but sneeze.

It was very loud, as if it was spurted out with the shit in its mouth.

As if concealed, I said ah.

My mother smiled, she moved her butt and slapped me: Get up quickly!

I finally opened my eyes.

My mother was so close to me, and her face was strangely dyed with a blush, like a plum blossom blooming in the snow: her hair was long, and her hair was slipping over her shoulders, making people unable to help but feel it; under the beige sweater was the red bell-bottom trousers. I don’t know why she was wearing these pants, which were a little tight, wrapped around her lower body, and squeezed out the round contour appropriately. I could even clearly see the buttocks that were expanding on my side.

I took a breath, then took another breath.

Silly!My mother took a photo of me again.Then, she pinched my face: Get up quickly, get up!

The familiar fragrance lingers around, making people feel warm, and I feel like I'm slowly rising.

Almost subconsciously, I grabbed that hand.

I wanted to say something, but I didn't say anything.

My mother spat, without saying anything.

So I took her into her arms.

A soft ocean, fragrant and warm.

The hair gently stroked my cheeks, and my dick resisted a soft ball, and a stream of hot air rose rapidly in my body. I felt my chest huge, and I almost burst into tears.

What are you doing? With a soft cry, my mother twisted her butt and pounded me with a smile. There is someone outside!

Sure enough, there was a knock on the door.

I couldn't help but feel shocked.

Get up quickly and tidy up your own things, and see what else is missing.

I wiped my sweat and took a breath.

When will you leave?She knocked on the door again.

I wanted to respond, but my voice was hoarse and I couldn't squeeze out a word.

Didn't you hear Yan Lin?My mother simply punched the door. It was like this all holidays. I really don’t know what to say about you!

She could hear it, she was very angry.

When I got up, my mother had already left the door.

In my grandma's nagging, I washed my face and brushed my teeth weakly, and then ate weakly.

Corn, sweet potato porridge, sour cabbage, and half a piece of oil cake. This is the New Year's Day, so light that it is a bit too light.

Grandma said there was beef sauce in the refrigerator, but I ignored her.

She always asked me if my hands hurt, and asked me if my old classmate was fighting, so don’t have scars on my face.

I had to hum a few perfunctorily.

After the meal, she cleaned up the dishes and grandma said she was here.

How do you wash your hands?

She glanced at me angrily, your classmate is really, what kind of nails does a man have? Isn’t it evil!

What else can I do besides sighing?

More importantly, I can no longer care about this because my phone is gone.

I can't tell you when I realized this. In short, I looked around at home but couldn't see it.

This made me feel very cowardly and I couldn't help but feel angry.

It was not until my grandma asked in the living room what was going on and whether she was rebelling that I suppressed my anger and ran towards the landline with a dark face.

There was no ringtone, no vibration, and no one answered it.

This is true for several consecutive calls, it is hard to say whether it is good or bad.

I couldn't help but start to simulate the most classic phone-loss scenes in my mind, and these lifelike scenes are undoubtedly more frustrating.

For a while, I really wanted to slap myself in a big mouth.

Grandma asked what was wrong, and I didn't dare to tell the truth, so that she would be anxious.

I tried it on the landline again at around 10 o'clock. After the anxious beeping sound over and over again, someone answered it, but he didn't say it. I naturally wouldn't say it either.

After a stalemate for a minute or two, I couldn't bear it anymore, so I told it that the phone was mine.

What's wrong with you?She said.If it’s not Niu Xiuqin, is it accurate?

I said: Damn.

Why do you rely on Ah in the morning?She is very cold.

I didn't say anything because I really didn't know what to say.

After a while, she said: OK, come and get your cell phone when you have time.

The sun is very bright, and the snow light contrasts with each other, as if you will never give up until your dog's eyes are blind.

I held my hard drive and glanced at the water droplets on the glass from time to time, for fear that they would drip down in the next second and quickly penetrated the back of my head.

There were not many people in the car, but everyone was very happy, and it was endless to talk.

When I passed by Pinghai Square, I got off the car by a devil. It was hard to say whether I saw the mottled statue of the river god or the huge red opera poster next to it.

The square was swept up, like a dog with hair removal in the season, with gongs and drums on it, and the crowds were full of enthusiasm, and everything was done.

The river god's breasts were covered with two scatters of snow. From a distance, I thought that some master had wrapped it with a strapless bra. The poster should have been arranged for a while and it was a bit too popular. It was said that it was from the fifteenth to the twentyth century on the first lunar month, "Flower for Media" and "Liu Qiaoer" and so on. See you all. In addition to the Huangmei Opera "The Fairy's Pair", there will be famous actors in the folk art world who will perform their work.

There are two famous actors who are indeed quite famous. Although I think it is not right, I was still surprised.

I can't say what the hell is, so I went to the Cultural Complex.

My mother was not here, so I couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The entire third floor was quiet, except for the employee office on the east side of the conference room, where there were several computers. My dear cousin was concentrating on playing the game "A Chinese Odyssey" or something bullshit. I don't know, maybe it was too focused. When I pushed open the door, he didn't raise his head and said coquettishly: Play for a while, for a while!It’s not that my mom doesn’t know!

While saying that, he shook his legs. He hadn't seen each other for a few days, the soft fur on the guy's lips seemed to be a little thicker.

Your mom won't buy you a computer?

Like an electric shock, the hunched back quickly stood up.Lu Hongfeng shook his head, bit his lower lip, and after a while, he said: I haven't connected to the Internet yet.

I didn't have the time to talk, but I still asked him casually if he had finished his homework.

That's sure, otherwise my mother would be willing?

When he said this, his attention returned to the game. Perhaps it was because of this cousin's tone that was a bit straight, although the monkey's butt-like face had not yet recovered.

After operating quickly for a while, he added: It’s not my mother, it’s my sister who bought it.

As he said this, he glanced at me with a look.

I don’t know if it was because of the thick lips of triangular eyes, the soft whiskers like catfish, or the bulging Adam’s apple, but my heart suddenly felt numb and itchy.

All kinds of fireworks that night bloomed in my mind, and the pictures circling and flashing.

I let out, turned and left.

When I closed the door, Lu Hongfeng seemed to call me brother, and I patted my forehead without looking back.

There are sparse things in the theater, and Xiao Zheng is singing a cappella, which should be an excerpt from the Ping opera "Xianglin Sao", and there is not even a zither and a drum.

He didn't put on makeup or change his clothes, and he had an old cotton jacket in a gray thermal underwear, and the key chain jingled in the shaking of his body.

I went straight to the backstage basement.

Everyone was busy putting on makeup and tidying up props.

My mother was talking to an old man, dancing.

I wandered around aimlessly, and then I realized that no one cares about it would make a person look stupid.

Fortunately, Zhang Fengtang discovered me in time. Like Lu Hongfeng playing games, she leaned forward and carefully slashed her eyebrows in front of the mirror.

Why are you here?My aunt was a little unnecessary and excited, so that the powder on her face fell under the light.

I walked over and slurped in a vague way.

When will the school start Ah?She glanced at me and howled at my mother again, Fenglan!

I wanted to stop her, but it was too late.

My mother turned her head, blinked her eyes when she saw me, and then turned her head away.

She hugged her arms, nodded gently, and her waist pressed against the dressing table, occasionally twisting slightly.

I don't understand why, but I feel a little lost and even angry.

Your mother is busy with Ah, and now she is doing big things.Zhang Fengtang smiled, Oh, when will school start? I won’t ask you?

Just these two days.

Your grandpa is not coming to an anniversary?

Um.

Alas, by the way, did your aunt get a TV series?She suddenly turned around.

This really caught people off guard.I had to sniff and after a while I said: It's almost done, wait a little longer.

Still waiting for Ah?Zhang Fengtang curled his lips exaggeratedly, forget it, how difficult it is to let you do something!

When I arrived at the main entrance of the Cultural and Sports Bureau, I went to the guard room to call Niu Xiuqin, and she came out in a few minutes.

She magnified her characteristics infinitely, so far away I recognized the woman wearing a big mask walking from the corners and corners. She was the one I was looking for.

She didn't talk nonsense, and took out her cell phone and handed it over.

As I was about to take it, the hand wearing leather gloves flipped away.

Do you want to take a look?

She smiled and pointed at her face.

Although I felt that I shouldn't feel guilty, I was still surprised by the power of the slap. This stupid surprise made me very passive in the icy and snowy sun.

I was stunned.But there is nothing to say.

The sun is everywhere, so bright that it makes people unable to open their eyes.

Finally, quietly, she reached out her hand again.

This time I finally got it.

She asked me when I would leave, and I told her tomorrow. After that, she looked up at the sky and said: It's true, the sun is so good.

Of course, there is also a hard drive, but unfortunately Niu Xiuqin didn’t want it, so keep it for yourself!

Before leaving, she waved her hand at me.

Actually, I always thought Niu Xiuqin would treat me to a meal, but in fact it didn't.

I ran for more than half a block before I found a small shop and ordered a bowl of noodles.

Before I could come up, I saw the call record.

There are several text messages, and Chen Yao sent me that I miss you so much.

To be honest, it is hard to imagine that she would always say such affectionate words.

There were two missed calls, one was from Wang Weichao, which was around 4 pm yesterday and the other was from his mother, which was from 5:32 pm yesterday.

It was not until I picked up my phone while waiting, that I noticed another call from my mother that I had received at 17:41, and the call lasted 53 seconds.

This almost made me sneeze.

The bowl of knife-cut noodles only picked two chopsticks, and finally spit it back. The noodles were too thick and too raw, and the green peppers had a plastic smell. And I can guarantee that the black fat boss's finger must have poked into the noodle soup.

After vomiting in the snow for a long time, I got up. The sky was a little blue, making people dizzy.

Basically, I spent the whole afternoon pounding billiards. At first, I was with Wang Weichao, but a few more stupid people came one after another.

Everyone is so excited about my new look that the frequency of old bald pussy is much higher than before, even in my opinion, the two have no similarities at all.

They inferred that this kind of elegant wound must have been scratched by a woman. As for who it is, of course I won’t say it even if I beat it to death. So Wang Weichao announced: It’s either his mother or his grandma!

The stupid guys burst into laughter.

After pounding the ball, I was pulled to the People's Park and touched a few bets of welfare lottery, but I didn't hit it.

There was a fool who was so stupid that he received several washbasins in a row.

So when the sun sets, we brothers go to drink with the basin and the whistling north wind.

After three rounds, I forgot to talk about anything. Wang Weichao said that the Phoenix Dance Troupe had a performance in the steel mill on the 15th day of the first lunar month, so he had to go there and he had to remember the attendance.

Nine in the morning, it’s so fucking inhumane!The pussy looked at me angrily, then patted his belly and smiled, but it would be worth it if he could see Teacher Zhang!

His pussy was really a slight roar. Everyone began to exaggerately miss the cool and heroic appearance left by their mother in their green years. Some even said that they met Teacher Zhang at the door of Lantingju, Old Commercial Street yesterday evening. They had black down, no hat, and were carrying a paper bag alone, but they didn't recognize him for a while.

As he said this, he began to shake his head again: Your mother is really, Ah, she is getting younger and younger, so I didn’t even dare to say hello!

I fucked and went to lift his stool, so everyone laughed in the cock.

Just in this laughter, Wang Weichao let a cigarette over and said: Mom, don’t look at the garbage in the steel mill, but you have a good thigh. As long as you have a good relationship with the Chen family, you can walk sideways in Pinghai Ah.

True or fake?I glanced at him and then looked at the people around me, and then I realized that the alcohol was coming.

My mother didn't call after all.

The taxi had been gone for more than half an hour, and it was almost ten o'clock when I got home. I thought I had gone to bed, but I didn't expect that as soon as I opened the door, the pig like a eunuch Zhu Jun hit my eardrums.

My father and grandma were putting ingots on the coffee table in the living room, and when they saw me coming in, they asked me for help.

My mother was steaming buns in the kitchen, and the rolling pin was clattering from time to time. In fact, when I hit the door, I glanced in and saw only a silhouette. She didn't even raise her head.

Although I was thirsty, I still squatted to the side of the coffee table and folded two ingots. If my grandmother hadn't been worried that her face was too bad, my grandfather wouldn't have been able to spend it, maybe I could have folded a few more.

My father asked me how much I drank, but I said not much, and my grandmother shook her head aside. The scene was particularly strange in the glitter of golden light.

They were discussing the sixth anniversary of their grandfather, and my mother also interjected a few words from time to time, but she never came into my sight.

Grandma wanted to hold a water banquet and set up a spiritual shed in the community, saying that she could save money, but her mother thought that it was not suitable to set up a spiritual shed in the community, so it was better to rent a place. My father said that they all have advantages and disadvantages, and he asked for my opinion.

What can I have?

I struggled to get up and decided to brush my teeth.

It was at this moment that my mother came out and I couldn't help but burp.

She asked me when I would leave.

After hesitation, I will explain tomorrow.

As I said this, I stared at the hands stained with white face, then turned around and turned toward the kitchen.

Yes, I feel like I can drink a tank of water at this moment.

Unexpectedly, my mother followed in, and she found her cell phone? She let out a sigh of relief.

I nodded, didn't dare to look back, but I couldn't help but tremble.

All night was in a daze.

When I got up early and shit, I called Zheng Huanhuan, and I wanted Zhou Liyun's mobile phone number, but I couldn't say it at the end of my mouth.

Yes, it's too exaggerated, just like the one in the movie.

After breakfast, I collapsed on the sofa and started pinching the remote control. I stopped feeling disappointed when my grandmother claimed that she would blow my head when she changed the station.

Afterwards, I ran to the balcony and dialed Niu Xiuqin's phone number. No one answered, and both of them were like this. I can't tell whether it was good or bad.

On TV, I was playing the role of how border guards killed pigs and celebrated the New Year. My grandma saw it with relish and commented a few arrogantly from time to time, but I couldn't cheer up.

What's even more terrifying is that at an early age, my mother came in with a bag of vegetables.

I stood up and slapped my back on the sofa for two minutes, but finally got up and went back to the room.

After a while, my mother knocked on the door with her folded sheets and quilt cover. She asked me if I had packed up my things.

Although I didn't even move one of the threads, I still scratched my head and said it was almost done.

My mother didn't make any mistakes, so she stood in the house for a while, and finally said, "Don't put anything down."

After leaving the door, she turned around and stopped and asked me what I wanted to eat.

Anything is OK.I quietly scratched the wound of my right hand, even trying to squeeze out a hint of smile.

The lunch was quite rich. In addition to stewing old turtles and braised shrimps in oil, my mother also drained a hare.

Unfortunately, let alone grandma and the TV, few people talk.

Grandma asked me if I missed home before I left, and I didn’t even say anything.

I had to smile and say: It's a little bit.

Don't mess with others when you go to school.My mother finally said this.She pulled two peeled shrimps for her grandma, without even raising her eyes.

I buried my head in the rice without saying a word.

And your hands, do you need to change the medicine?

No, right?I glanced at me secretly, but she didn't look at me.

Of course, my mother took me to the clinic.

After removing the gauze and applying some medicine, the doctor smiled and said: This young martial arts master.

My mother held her forehead with one hand and sighed softly. The sun shone down, making the familiar face look particularly warm.

I couldn't tell why, but I suddenly got angry. An unintentional impulse swelled rapidly in my body. I was wondering why she couldn't ask me carefully how this injury stayed?

This aggrieved, childish, stupid, but sensational, so that I kept my head down for a long time, so that anyone could catch my red face.

The heating is too fatal.

When I came out of the clinic, my mother asked me where I was going, but I said I didn’t know.

I really don't know.

Originally, I wanted to go to the station to buy tickets, but she firmly found me an acquaintance. After all, it is inconvenient to reverse the car with such luggage.

After wandering around aimlessly for a while, my mother called the man and said she was waiting at the highway intersection.

But she did not go directly to the highway intersection, but drove on Yanhe Road at the intersection of the East Second Ring Road.

In a short while, a vast embankment reached its feet.

Pines and cypresses and birchs are expanding, like a movie set. Not far away, the ice on the river surface is shining in the sun. Perhaps there are ten thousand summers buried there.

My mother parked the car and let me sleep for a while when I was sleepy.

I wiped the glass with the newly replaced gauze and didn't say anything.

She buried her head in and flipped me out of her bag for five hundred yuan, saying that she would be in the rest of the check-in.

What's ridiculous is that I didn't refuse this.

My mother told me to put the money in place, so she relaxed the seat and raised her face.

Let's sleep for a while.She whispered.

I didn't sleep, but I didn't make any noise.

I hesitated whether to get out of the car and take a walk around, but I didn't move.

I didn't even look at my mother.

However, this environment was too hypnotic, and within a few minutes the two eyelids started fighting.

I don’t know how long it took for me to be in a drowsy mood, but my phone started screaming, extremely sharp.

I fumbled through the crowd and took a lot of effort to pick out the initiator from my jeans pocket.

Who is it if it’s not Niu Xiuqin?

I looked out the window, hesitated for a moment, and hung up the phone.

And the next 0...

In 5 seconds, when I caught a glimpse of my mother's twisted face, I couldn't help but feel stunned.

Who Ah?

As she said this, she turned over and closed her eyes.

I sniffed and didn't say anything.

Then, the phone started to scream again.

This time I was very fast, but my mother simply sat up, who?

She asked again, why don’t you answer?

Unfamiliar number, you have called the wrong one.I think my voice sounds far away.

Yes or no?My mother's face sank instantly. Do you think I know each other?She reached out her hand.

I held my phone tightly and didn't move.

Take it here and I'll take a look!She reached out to grab it.

I subconsciously dodged, but my mother still snatched the back cover.I didn't want to break her hand, but my right hand was really stiff.

The woman opposite seemed to be determined and would never let go.

Yes, woman, I have never seen such a mother in twenty years. She almost pounced on her, with a wonderful pink on her face, and she shouted: Take it here!Take it here!

Do you know what it means to rain overnight?

The phone started calling again.

My mother was stunned for a moment, continued to pick up the phone with her right hand, and simply grabbed my wrist with her left hand.

Didn't you hear Yan Lin?Take it for me!She was almost yelling.

Just as my guitar sounds, in my mother's anger and the flashing memory of Pinghe, the grievances that had just passed suddenly rushed out of my body uncontrollably.

I pried open my mother's hand, grabbed my phone and punched several times on the steering wheel.

Bang bang bang bang bang bang, the sound of slapping watermelon.

The fragments collapsed on the face, as gentle as raindrops.

No pain.

I heard myself shouting: I know everything, I know everything, I know everything!

This was a strange moment. The sunlight on the reflector was dazzling, the water vapor on the car glass drizzled, and the fish belly was white on my mother's face. She didn't move except for breathing.

Over the past few days, I finally looked straight into the pair of eyes again: a deformed face and a vast white light.

I know everything.My fingers bounced, so I took a breath.

The mother didn't say anything, staring out the window in a daze, her hair covering her left cheek.Only the ups and downs of my chest reminded me that this is a living person.

Chen Jianjun.I twisted my body and gently shook out these three words.I know that for the past two minutes, I will regret it again and again in my life in the future.

No one spoke for a long time, I could hear my breathing and my mother's breathing.There seems to be no other sound in this world.

Until the legend of the print rang.My mother leaned against the car window and didn't move. When Leng Yuefang finished singing, she finally spoke: Do you look down on your mother?

I didn't dare to look at her, but something still twitched inside.

There are people skiing on the dam opposite, although there are only a few small black spots.

There were more black spots on the river surface, wriggling like ants, and even a vague noise could be heard through the glass.

I wonder why I didn't find out.

The gauze oozed blood, but strangely unconscious.

I wanted to say something, my throat rolled and I couldn't make any noise.

So I clenched my fists and clenched my fists again.

Are you stupid?My mother lowered her head and raised her head quickly.She sucked gently.

I can also smell those huge tears just by the light of my eyes.This made my eyes sore, so I had to bow my head and wipe my face as usual.

But my vision became blurry, and I felt my lips trembling.

No choice, I looked up and started to breathe heavily, like a person on the verge of suffocation.

I don't know how a normal person should cry.

I want to learn the sad faces, those exaggerated and even hideous expressions in film and television works, but I become more and more busy.

Are you stupid or not, are you stupid or not!

My mother rushed over and slapped me hard.

At first she pressed against my head, but then she simply took me into her arms.

She was still saying something, but I couldn't hear it clearly.

I felt like a hydrogen balloon ready to go.