National Beer

Qin Dong looked around and saw that there was no one in the room. Then he smiled, "I work in the factory and missed you, so I sneaked back." He took Du Xiaoju's hand easily, and Du Xiaoju twisted slightly and whispered softly. Said, "Don't let people see."

"This is our home. Who will look at it, so I will look at it." Qin Dong picked up a hawthorn on the table and filled it into his mouth. His eyes swept over Du Xiaoju's exquisite figure again, not knowing that it was making the hawthorn sour. Still tempted by the looming exquisite figure, he couldn't help swallowing.

"What are you looking at?" Du Xiaoju broke away from his hand and walked into his room. Qin Dong followed in. Du Xiaoju smiled and picked up the newly knitted "guangfu shirt" from the bed. "Just right, You try, what are you laughing at, such a thief? Nothing good to specify."

Before she finished speaking, she noticed Qin Dong's gaze. She blushed and turned around. "It's not out of shape. The eyeballs fell on the ground." Qin Dong smiled and placed the sweater in front of her to measure. Du Xiaoju turned his face away, "Try it, I'll change it if it doesn't work."

Qin Dong took off the bread jacket and the old sweater inside. The new sweater did not smell of the faint woolen thread, but there was a delicate fragrance of Du Xiaoju's body.

"Well, you smell it, it seems to have a smell." Qin Dong said seriously.

"What smell, this is the best wool," Du Xiaojuguo really curled her face and sniffed Qin Dong's chest lightly, "Hey--" but Qin Dong didn't want to hug her. Arms.

In a warm winter afternoon and a quiet winter afternoon, one kind of sentiment quickly heats up in the sun, and another kind of throbbing grows quietly...

"Ju'er, you are so beautiful today." Qin Dong felt a little dizzy. He embraced Du Xiaoju, and the faint sweet scent that was unique to the young woman rushed to his mind, making him a little confused.

There was no one in the family, no one in the courtyard, even in the alleys, he didn’t hear the footsteps. Du Xiaoju was still struggling lightly at first, and then slowly leaning against Qin Dong, feeling each other’s breath and heartbeat, and feeling With the warm man's breath on Qin Dong's body, her own face was flushed, her face was so hot, and her body was on fire.

"Orange..."

"Ok."

"The sweater is very suitable."

"Ok."

"Let me stamp..."

Du Xiaoju immediately woke up, she quickly turned her head aside, and looked outside subconsciously, "No, this is not in the cinema..."

"It didn't count that time in the cinema, it was black and sizzling," Qin Dong still hugged her, "this time I have to see the cover clearly."

Seeing Qin Dong about to move, Du Xiaoju was anxious, "No, no..."

"Then what do you think?" Qin Dong couldn't help but also look outside, wondering when Du Xiaoshu, the skinned monkey, would come back.

"Well, it's too bright, unless you blow out the sun, I'll let you cover it." Du Xiaoju was still struggling, but he was joking.

Qin Dong looked at the bright sunshine outside, and finally there was a little distance between the two bodies. He turned his head and blew out a few breaths. Du Xiaoju wondered, "What are you doing?"

"I blew the sun out." Qin Dong said confidently.

Du Xiaoju smiled, shaking her whole body, but her face immediately turned red again, "You brag, the sun is not a kerosene lamp, how can it be blown out?"

"You also know that I can't blow it out," Qin Dong also laughed, feeling the throbbing in his chest, and the blush on Du Xiaoju's face was even more alluring. "You close your eyes and just treat it as night. Hey, don't grind, you say, how can it work?"

"After dark..." Du Xiaoju lowered his head and finally spit out a few words in a low voice.

"I can't wait for it to get dark. I have to go to the city to rehearse the Spring Festival Gala in the afternoon..." Qin Dong suddenly leaned down, but when the stamp was about to be covered, there was a loud noise. It came from the outside, and then, the windows and doors swayed, and the dust on the roof rose and fell.

"No, it's an earthquake!" Qin Dong didn't care about stamping it. He pulled up a panicked and helpless Du Xiaoju and ran into the yard. At this time, no one called out, "An earthquake!"

Immediately afterwards, in the quiet alley in the afternoon, there was a messy and noisy footsteps. Soon, everyone gathered on the road outside Zhongjiawa and looked at each other. Most of them only wore sweaters or a thin folder. Jackets, some were carrying a TV in their hands, some even snatched a quilt, and some were holding a few steamed buns... These were all prepared to spend the night outside.

"Hey, why haven't you shaken these days?"

"The glass in my house is broken... scared me to death..."

"It's too loud, like a thunder..."

...

A group of neighbors said something to me. Everyone was afraid. Qin Dong turned and looked across the road. The small restaurant was open as usual. People looked at the large group of Zhongjiawa in surprise.

"It's not an earthquake," Qin Dong immediately judged. He glanced at the crowd, but didn't see Du Xiaoshu. His relatives were only Liu Zhi who was carrying a pot in his hand.

Wow--

A child ran out of Zhongjiawa crying, his face was black and gray, his hair was erected, and he wiped his tears with his hands, and his face was instantly painted into a big painted face.

"Whose child is this?" I really can't see who this child is, but Qin Dong still asked tentatively, "Xiaojun?"

"Brother Dong, Brother Dong," it's really Xiaojun, "Go and check it out, Xiaoshu and others are not good..."

what!

Qin Dong hurriedly supported Du Xiaoju, who was about to fall limp beside him, and everyone woke up. Upon hearing Du Xiaoshu's name, the adults knew that this child had done something earth-shattering again!

Some people went back to the house and put on their jackets, and some went home to put down their things. After a while, the courtyard of Zhong Xiaoyong's house was full of people. Qin Dong and Du Xiaoju entered the courtyard wearing only sweaters. When they entered the courtyard, it was a terrible one, Zhong Xiaoyong The glass at home was all broken, there was not a whole piece, the yard was flying around, glass slag, wood shavings, shredded paper... all sorts of mess, everything.

In this place, several children lay on the cold ground with eyes closed, bloody faces and black and gray. Du Xiaoju cried out with a cry, and some adults recognized their children. , Among the people who ran up frantically to earn their children.

"Don't move." Qin Dong hurriedly held her, he walked to a child and put his index finger to his nose, "Well, it's okay."

When he walked to a child again, it was fine. As soon as he waved his hand, Xiaojun cried and confessed, "We are playing with foreign guns, and Xiaoshu...and made another grenade..."

Grenade?

This is powerful enough, "Hurry up to the hospital." Qin Dong bent over to carry Du Xiaoshu, a group of adults were about to carry a few children to the hospital, Lu Xuguang rushed in, "Dadong, you... No matter what, Secretary Zhou couldn't find you and was angry. The spring in the city... the Spring Festival Gala is waiting... waiting for you to rehearse!"

Spring Festival Gala in the city?

The old and young men looked at Qin Dong together, and Qin Dong roared, "No, when is it? I..."

"Brother Dong, are you going to join the Spring Festival Gala?" Du Xiaoshu suddenly said leisurely on his back, "I want to go too."

As soon as he spoke, Du Xiaoju's tight heart was let go, but then the tears flowed down. Du Xiaoshu struggled to get off Qin Dong's back, still insisting, "Brother Dong, I also want to go to the Spring Festival Gala. ."

"Go, go, go away." Qin Dong looked at Zhong Xiaoyong's house, and then at the neighbor's house. He might have to suffer. He looked at Zhong Xiaoyong who was pinched by others, and Zhong Xiaoyong also slowly When you woke up, his black face slowly burst into laughter, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, "Brother Dong, Gao, really tall, attending the Spring Festival Gala in the city! Little tree, the grenade is too loud , My ear hurts..."

Grandma's, Qin Dong smiled and cursed, this Xiaoyong, when is the time, he still doesn't forget to flatter!