Bai Fumei in the 70’s

Zhao Lanxiang's sweet mouth does not change anything.

He Songbai patted her buttocks with a deep voice and said fiercely: "Look at what you look like now, don't expect to see your uncle this afternoon."

"Go again tomorrow."

He said that with both arms, he steadily hugged the subject and strode toward the bed.

Zhao Lanxiang quickly slapped him, "You really hate it, I still hurt..."

He Songbai's lips pressed down, and he put her into a soft bed, squeezing her hair, and said lightly: "Let you rest well, what do you think?"

Rao is that Zhao Lanxiang's face is thick enough to belong to the old core, but he was ashamed by He Songbai.

The young and enhanced version of the man, both in terms of waist strength and physical strength, are terrific, like the little motor.Tossing her so much that she hated the king from now on, she would never go out and buy food unless she pityed his stomach that had not dripped all day.

I wish I could sleep in bed for the rest of the day.

Zhao Lanxiang heard the words and tightened the soft quilt, closing her eyes with peace of mind.It was like a fish returning to the water, comfortable and happy.

He Songbai also took off his coat, lifted the quilt and drilled into the bed, hugged her into the arms to sleep with her.He closed his eyes like a memory, his voice deep and full of yearning.

"I dreamt of such a scene many times."

Zhao Lanxiang looked over and saw his slightly twitching eyelashes, and asked, "Is it a dream. Have you ever passed it?"

He Songbai, still immersed in the pure atmosphere he woven, coughed unexpectedly.

This little gangster, now saying such things in front of him, doesn't want to sleep well.

"You sound happy?"

Zhao Lanxiang shook her head and denied, "No, no, just go to bed, not to talk."

But He Songbai continued: "The photo shocked me."

He seemed to be lost in confusion, "I don't know why you suddenly disappeared in the picture, and why you came back."

"You... will you still be missing?"

He Songbai said that he was a little careful here.

Zhao Lanxiang looked at him with a nervous look, frowned, lying comfortably and comfortably on her back, making her brain empty and her thoughts diverging extraordinaryly.

Why would it disappear, she remembered her rebirth.

The reason is simple. They didn't meet in this timeline in their previous lives. They shouldn't have met at this time.She left He Songbai, and their connection was broken. It may be that the world is working hard to restore its original trajectory.

The traces of her belonging to her will gradually disappear, until his memory about her is gradually erased.

Perhaps everything will be reconnected to the trajectory of the previous life afterwards, and there will be no trace of her in his green years, and she will not know him in advance.

Zhao Lanxiang thinks this logic is very reasonable.But she wouldn't say it to scare He Songbai.

She thoughtfully cheeked: "You miss me so much, there is an illusion."

She suddenly smiled and said: "Did you think too much, how can I suddenly disappear?"

He Songbai tightened his arms and remained silent for a long time, "Maybe."

Zhao Lanxiang went up to kiss him.

He Songbai couldn't hold back, and asked again: "What was my relationship with you... before?"

Zhao Lanxiang said softly, "Couple."

He Songbai made an OK gesture. Just like what he expected, he was satisfied and stopped asking. He Songbai kissed her deeply and kissed each other until the breath was disordered before he released his lips.

He Songbai patted the subject's buttocks and proudly said: "I think it's right, I have no problem with the eyes."

When he saw her for the first time, He Songbai felt that she was really good, so that he felt his heart beating fast and he dared not even look at it.

A man who has the ability must appeal to such a mother-in-law to be happy.

It is a pity that he has no ability and is a bastard.I didn't dare to take a look at her when I walked past her. It was so hot that he could be irritated by a single sentence.

Such a good girl, it is a pity that he can't think of it.So he dared not think about it, nor did he come close.

When others mentioned her, He Songbai occasionally thought about it silently, and her voice and appearance appeared in her mind.Also hate people mentioning her.

When Zhao Lanxiang proposed to live in his home, He Songbai's head was smashed. He felt like he had exhausted his luck in this life and rounded up his impossible thinking.

But now he knows, she turned out to be against him!

He Songbai figured this out, and he comfortably hugged the soft and soft object to sleep.

...

The next day, Zhao Lanxiang refreshed and put on a new woolen coat. The red color made her skin become fairer. She glanced at the mirror with satisfaction. Her cheeks were red and fluttering. Fans.

Sure enough, some aspects have been harmonious, and the whole person feels different from the inside out.The skin is a lot brighter.

She saw in the mirror that He Songbai was unskilled in using her razor to shave her beard, and she couldn't help laughing.

She took the razor, "You squat down, let me help you."

After a night of sleep, the stubble of the man's chin was sharp, and his tentacles were still a bit prickly.Zhao Lanxiang leaned over and shaved him a little bit.

His face was deep and handsome, his jaw lines were smooth, and with a little stubble, he increased his age and carried the man's careless scribble.

The beard was wiped away, and the youthful vigor and charm of his youthful chin, his eyes dark and staring at her, looked directly at her.

"Okay." Zhao Lanxiang finished the last stroke and said.

He Songbai couldn't help picking up her, untied her skirt, took off her stockings, and pressed her through her.

Zhao Lanxiang, who was suddenly filled with fulfilling feelings, screamed and hugged his neck.

"You, what are you crazy about?"

"Wait... I'll see my dad again."

He Songbai kissed her vaguely, coaxing her shamelessly and saying:

"Relax, it's fast in the morning. It's not that long... an hour is enough. Who told you to look at me like this and shave me back."

Zhao Lanxiang was choked, forced to hug his neck, buried his face on his shoulder, and enjoyed the power of a young man's hunger.The coming was fierce, embarrassing and exciting.

She looked at the faint morning light outside the window and couldn't help but sigh: It's so nice to be young, and it's all endless energy.

...

When the wind and rain stopped, He Songbai kissed the wet eyes of the kissed object with satisfaction.

He picked up her stockings and frowned.

"Although the city of g is not cold in winter, can't you barefoot, change your pants?"

He said he found his pants and put them on.

He Songbai went to the department store to buy some gifts before leaving.When the two hurried to the Zhao family, it was almost ten o'clock.Zhao Yongqing is reading the newspaper at home, while watching his own newspaper while staring at his elementary school son writing homework.

He urged his son from time to time, "Have you finished writing?"

"For so long, your father still has to work in the factory."

Xiao Huzi is another three years old. This year is already in the second grade of elementary school. He is deeply buried in the work heap and stubbornly resists the multiplication and division method.

He grimaced grievously, "I don't need you to watch."

"You are going to work soon."

Zhao Yongqing was trying to pull out the shoe board to pump his son, but the doorbell rang.

Deep winter is on the winter vacation, Feng Lian is on vacation, and did not go to work, she first opened the door.

"Niu Niu had breakfast--" The rest of the word did not have time to speak, and it drowned.

Feng Lian looked at the familiar young man behind her daughter-in-law and overjoyed.

"Yeah, it's you."

"Long time no see, come in and sit down."

Feng Lian had no idea what identity the young man came to, only when he came to G City to buy a vaccine.

She washed a plate of fruit. When she came out, she saw the girl sitting at the table obediently, while her husband taught her son with a black face.

Little Huzi was about to be abused and cried by his father. He said: "This is the wrong question you asked me to copy. It is written correctly below."

Zhao Yongqing was choked, took a deep breath, and said stiffly, "Oh, don't you write the wrong questions in red pen?"

Feng Lian was about to scold her husband, but when she looked away, she saw the big red gift box on the dining table in the living room.

She glanced at He Songbai in surprise, then looked at her daughter again.

Zhao Lanxiang coughed and said, "Mom is coming over and eating sugar. Brother Bo bought you a throat lozenge."

"I heard that you give lectures all year round and have a bad throat. I bought it purposely."

He Songbai nodded, very subtle and honestly said: "Auntie come sit down, I will peel the fruit."

He said that he skillfully took out two large yellow shatian pomeloes, washed them and peeled them off.His technique of peeling grapefruit has been perfect for many years, and it was torn off without breaking the skin and leaking juice.Full and beautiful, clean and tidy.

Feng Lian looked at her daughter's shiny eyes, and then looked at the young Qingjun's elegant appearance. She sat down and really took out a throat lozenge and ate it.

He Songbai finished peeling the grapefruit, please ask the mother-in-law to taste it.

He said: "I haven't let Lan Xiang ventilate with her uncle and aunt, it's mine.

"Listening to Lan Xiang saying that aunt likes to drink tea, I bought a few catties of tea for you. You can take a pot to drink when you have time. Uncle likes to drink. I brought a bottle of Maotai. Please try it."

He Songbai's sincere and depressing look made Zhao Yongqing even more excited.

His nostrils grew uncontrollably, panting thicker.

After finishing his homework, Xiao Huzi dropped the pen and ran happily to pick two sweet pieces of grapefruit to eat.He said, "Brother Bo, you are here!"

"You told me to teach me to make a slingshot, but I haven't taught it yet!"

He sat in the middle of He Songbai and Zhao Lanxiang, and put his head on the shoulder of his sister. He blinked and stared at He Songbai well, his black eyes seemed to be full of vitality.

He Songbai's heart was extremely warm.

Unexpectedly, three years have passed. The child still remembers him and the promise he ripped off, but he only played with him a few times during the Spring Festival holiday of 1977.

Should it be said that he is good at thieves, or good at giving up.How old was he at that time, so good memory.

He Songbai responded, "Teach you to teach you. All teach you."

"There are also football and table tennis. If you want to play, I will teach."

Little Huzi was overjoyed. The school’s activity class hadn’t taught them yet. He asked his father to play football with him. The father only played with him a few times, and he was so disgusted.

Zhao Yongqing remembered the fact that this kid was also honestly looking like this. He entered his house to eat his family's food and borrowed his book.As a result, how long did it take to let her daughter lead the door.

It turned out not to be honest, but to be honest.

Zhao Yongqing didn't speak, he looked at He Songbai.

He Songbai dared to continue and said: "I heard Lan Xiang said that his uncle is very research on jade. I have a piece here. Would you please help me to see it?"

He said that he took out the jade pendant that his grandmother had worn on her body, and it was a small piece. The grain was smooth and smooth, clear like a flowing emerald-colored water drop. , At a glance is clear and clear.

Zhao Yongqing turned his head away, and his eyes changed when he looked at the jade pendant with disdain.

This is not the time when shouting and killing old antiques. Such a beautiful and connotative thing, the treasure passed down by the ancestors, Zhao Yongqing is very rare. A heart is intoxicated by it.In the early days of reform and opening up, the price of jade was not expensive, so he collected a lot.

But I have never seen any one that is the same as the one held by He Songbai, which makes people unmovable.

He Songbai handed Yu Pei to Zhao Yongqing with a smile.

Feng Lian couldn't help laughing, she said, "Since it's here, I'll stay and have lunch together."

Although her husband behaved very repulsively to this son-in-law, as a mother, it was necessary for her to understand more.Especially when she saw the love in her daughter's eyes, Feng Lian would never let this young man go.

So He Songbai chatted with Feng Lian in this way, while apologizing to Zhao Yongqing.

He said, "Uncle, I will treat Lanxiang well."

Feng Lian inquired about He Songbai's affairs without any trace, and asked him how he earns now...or should he continue to do the work of watching the brigade's livestock?How about family?How many people in the family?

He Songbaiyang introduced his situation avoiding shortcomings, "I resumed the first year of college entrance examination, I went to register for the exam, and now I am a student of T University, and I have one year to graduate."

"In response to the country's call the previous year, I started my own business and built a building materials factory in City B. I am planning to open a construction company. I won't let Lan Xiang follow me to suffer. In addition, my parents died early, and I have an elderly grandmother, One sister and one sister. They are all very good people, and Lan Xiang used to know them in the country."

Feng Lian suddenly remembered it. The young man said that he had a grandmother who graduated from an overseas famous school.She was shocked at that time, and now look at it again. The youth in front of her is stern and serious. Sure enough, the family background of the intellectuals is not the same, and it will not be easily destroyed in the bones.

No matter how bad the situation was in those days, today, by virtue of hard work, it's just getting out.

She suddenly sighed: "You are not easy."

Zhao Yongqing only had huh, but he understood that the awkwardness in his heart was probably the wrong thing. If the daughter brought another man back, he would also be very picky.

He said stiffly: "Wait for dinner."