Bai Fumei in the 70’s

The woman's lips were tender and soft, touching the corner of his mouth and kissing his throat again. The smiley eyes are affectionate and gentle that He Songbai has never seen before.

The hair that slipped down her shoulders was like a sultry little hand, and it scratched and itchy.

He Songbai groaned impatiently and painfully. He groaned immediately, a conscious mind immediately resisted, and his heavy breath could hardly be restrained.

His voice was hoarse like sandpaper, and his voice was vague and low: "Let me go."

The woman straightened up, and her voice was clear: "Do you want to deal with me?"

He Songbaiwan heard the words like a beast in the face of floods, and his dark and deep eyes crossed the consternation and couldn't believe it.

His throat knot rolled, and he moved two inches aside hard to show the relationship. His pale lips squirmed a few times, and the upper part was just wetted by someone, contaminated with a slight fruity scent of the other side.

He coldly tried hard, but his ears were red.

Zhao Lanxiang nodded his lovely ears and asked again: "No? Then I kiss until you agree."

She said that she pressed it up again and sucked his lips.

He Songbai collapsed and breathed more tightly. His whole body rushed straight to his face like a countercurrent. He gasped heavily, like a sick patient who was ill and desperate.

Zhao Lanxiang suddenly felt that she was a bit cruel. If he had a dragon or a tiger, she would have the courage to force him.

She stopped and let him go, a little embarrassed and sad at the same time. She pretended to be an indifferent look and said, "Forget it, since you didn't agree to it, it happened as if it never happened- —”

Before she finished speaking, her body fell suddenly on the bed. All the words were drowned in the man's green and eager teeth. Zhao Lanxiang's heart almost leaped out of her throat, and her heart beat like a violent heart With a frequency of one hundred times per minute, the sweat sweat came out of my fingertips.

...

Really. Ma Shuang.

This is all the feelings that Zhao Lanxiang was pressed down by his anti-guest, and his hair was messed up.

It's really violent and green, like a calf bumping all over the head, full of enthusiasm.

After being kissed, Zhao Lanxiang smashed her mouth happily, touched the trace of the lip on her lips with her thumb, and asked suspiciously: "When did you like me?"

However, the man was already sleeping on the bed, his head covered with a quilt and pretended to fall asleep.

Zhao Lanxiang was not in a hurry, she packed up the messy room with a smile, and sorted out the broken glass bottle. The same is the experience of picking glass twice, this time with a completely different state of mind. The last time she had a blizzard in her heart, but this time it was wrapped in honey with a sharp tip, and sweet into her heart.

嘁...... This sullen man, it's such a thing in plain fashion, no traces are revealed. Zhao Lanxiang just grew a pair of golden eyes and fire eyes and could not see the thoughts in his heart.

Zhao Lanxiang's mouth also resembled that containing syrup, with his breath, licking a sweet. Aftertaste is not enough.

This is a tender kiss from the younger, enhanced version of the old man. How precious.

She pushed him away and got out of bed, instead of leaving as shyly as other girls, she ripped off the man's shrinking "shell" and examined his wounds again.

She frowned in anxiety: "Wear the clothes, and I'll take you to the clinic to see. The injury to this body is quite scary."

He Songbai lowered his long eyelashes and said in a light: "It's okay."

His fist clenched suddenly under the quilt.

Zhao Lanxiang said: "Go check it out, let me be at ease, and let the branch secretary open an introduction letter."

He Sanya just came to her with a cry of collapse, Zhao Lanxiang was scared. He hurried back to look at He Songbai, but he was quite calm, he could speak and could turn over, although there were many wounds on his body, it seemed that he didn't hurt his internal organs. It's just that there is a blood scab on his head, which is a little scary. Zhao Lanxiang thought about it and was not at ease. He had to go to the hospital to take a look at his head.

The coagulated blood coagulated on the ground on the mountain is probably not his, but someone else's. If there was so much blood in my head, where else could I toss and kiss her.

Zhao Lanxiang was angry and funny. This group of people was beaten so badly by He Songbai.

At that time, what she learned from other populations was like this: Wang Xizi arranged a few words of He Songbai and her filthy words. He Songbai raised her fist without impulse to teach Wang Xizi. Instead, he disappointed to see that He Songbai was unsightly, and raised a shovel **** to help Wang Xiuzi fight.

He Songbai’s deadly fighting, he saw the blood, so that the group of people counseled, pressed Wang Xiuzi's mouth twice and counted as an apology. Come back home.

Zhao Lanxiang immediately went to Li Zhi with a pen and paper. There are two big surnames in this village, one is Li and the other is He. Many of the surnamed He family are descendants of the same ancestors of the ancestors of He Songbai, and there are also those who once worked as servants in the He family and changed the surname of the He, which is somewhat related to the He family.

Zhao Lanxiang banged on the door of Li Zhishu. She said: "Er Brother He was beaten by a group of people, and his blood bleeds. I am afraid that his body has fallen. I will take him to the hospital in the town for examination."

Li Zhishu had just sent away a group of people who came to cry and complained, and here Zhao Lanxiang came.

His head was big, and his face was awkward: "I haven't asked him to settle the bill yet, but you sent it to your door."

The gentle smile in Zhao Lanxiang's eyes suddenly disappeared. She understood that, and someone had just come to the office to sue.

"What account, my innocent woman's innocence was slandered by others with empty teeth. Should I go and calculate this account first?"

"In addition, at first, only Wang Xizi had a conflict with He Erge. The people who joined later were farmers who had beaten them for no reason and were unilaterally fighting with handheld equipment."

"Seriously say that the second brother's behavior is a legitimate defense. From the legal point of view, I have a reason to prosecute those who violated the frame. What is the name of the crime... Oh, suspected of provoking trouble? Or is it a crime of intentional injury?"

Listening to the female educated youth, Li Zhishu felt that her head was bigger.

People who have studied in the city are not the same. The truth is right, and it hits one hit at a time. Where is it like the village women who are crying and complaining, and what is the miserable thing that He Erji beat his family who?

Li Zhishu didn't dare to provoke Zhao Lanxiang, let alone Jiang Li. The two girls were playing harder than the other. The care letter from the city leader was still pressed on his desk.

He slapped it on the table and said angrily: "What you say makes sense, but you can't commit to having a relationship with He's second child, your party organization relationship, your recommendation materials, these are all consistent with your usual behavior. hook up."

"You are a progressive and knowledgeable young man who is mingled with such a bad guy. What do you want others to think? Do you still have a future?"

Zhao Lanxiang said calmly: "This is another matter. Save the people and save the emergency. Uncle Secretary, please send me a letter of introduction. I will take him to the doctor as soon as possible."

She put paper and pen in both hands and handed it to Li Zhishu.

Li Zhishu took a fountain pen from the girl's hand. The tiny sign engraved on the delicate fountain pen made his eyes tremble, and he subconsciously rubbed it again. He used this Parker fountain pen for the first time in his life.

Li Zhishu unscrewed the pen lid and wrote a letter of introduction fluently.

Zhao Lanxiang saw that Li Zhi had finished writing the introduction letter, and also rubbed the pen body, so he pushed forward and said: "Uncle Zhi likes the pen so much, I will lend it to you for a few days. Anyway, after I went to the countryside You don’t need it anymore. Let’s write an introductory letter to the uncle of the branch.”

"He Erge's side, you take more care. His people are not bad, but he is a little irritable."

This kind of "borrowing" will not be known for a while. In fact, Zhao Lanxiang sent the pen to Li Dehong euphemistically.

This is the most valuable thing on Zhao Lanxiang, and it is very valuable. The second-hand reselling can sell at least dozens of dollars. Until later generations, this brand of pen is still a world-class brand. But later, the old man filled the house with a collection of millions of antique fountain pens to sign her and copy her recipes. Zhao Lanxiang was accustomed to luxury luxury pens and became calm.

Li Zhishu understood the meaning of Zhao Lanxiang's words, wanted to refuse but felt the pen in his hand, but he couldn't put it down. This girl is really a ghost.

He said, "Then I've got your light, so I'll borrow a few days! I'll pay you back someday."

Zhao Lanxiang folded the letter of introduction and said goodbye to Secretary Li.

She borrowed a bicycle from Tang Qing and rode back to He's house. He Sanya ran out at this time. Zhao Lanxiang pinched her face and said, "I will take your elder brother to the town to see a doctor. Tell your elder sister and grandma Let them not worry."

He Sanya nodded.

He Songbai still maintains the posture of lying on the bed. When he sleeps motionlessly, there is a kind of unspeakable quietness, but it is also very heartbreaking. His deep and sharp outline was covered with terrible scars. The forehead was wrapped with gauze in a white small mountain bag. The wound was cracked to the corner of the eye. The wound that had been scrubbed with alcohol re-condensed into a blood scab. Does not leave scars.

In such a situation, he could sleep soundly and heartlessly, which made Zhao Lanxiang frown involuntarily.

His indifferent and numb expression towards his injury made her wonder if he had taken the injury as a matter of habit, thinking that he would be alive with a headache and a sleepy mind. Zhao Lanxiang couldn't help feeling distressed like this.

This injury was only caused by her. His eyes were so handsome, sharp and deep, diluting the fierceness on his face. How scary should it be if the extra scars become fierce.

Zhao Lanxiang called him, shook the letter of introduction in his hand and said to him: "Let's go."

He Songbai didn't want to go to see a doctor, just how serious it was, this woman was as nervous as he was dead.

He rolled over and said, "You don't need to control me."

"It doesn't matter if the man has some skin injuries."

Finally, He Songbai was reluctantly put on the back seat of the bicycle by Zhao Lanxiang, and said in a dumb voice: "Don't think I kissed you a few times, you can just take care of me."

He heard Zhao Lanxiang all smiled, twisted him, and let him down honestly.

"So many words, do you want me to kiss you a few more times?"

He Songbai closed his mouth and said nothing.

Zhao Lanxiang sat on the bicycle and stepped on the pedal hard. Although the man was thin, but he was tall, carrying such a big man was not an easy task.

He Songbai was sitting in the back seat of the bicycle. The woman was wearing a light blue big flower shirt, and two black and soft braids were hanging from her white and delicate neck. Her thin hair fluttered with the breeze, and she was plated with a layer of afterglow Oily beauty. Her slender waist was so big that it was not enough for him to encircle one hand. However, she steadily carried him all the way to the town, and then took the car to the city.

Zhao Lanxiang thought, anyway, they had arrived in the town, it would be better to take a long way to take a X-ray in the city's big hospital. As a result, it was already dark when the two arrived at the city hospital.

He Songbai was sitting in the ward, receiving the doctor's observation and inquiry. The cold stethoscope was placed on his chest. Finally, the machine was used to take photos of his head and his body.

When He Songbai was taking X-rays, the doctor said that this X-ray machine was the treasure of the hospital, and not many people had used it since it was purchased. He is still the "new patient" of this X-ray machine.

Finally, the doctor prescribed some anti-inflammatory drugs to He Songbai, and asked the nurse to install a fixed board for his hands and feet to hang the needle. However, He Songbai refused. He said fiercely: "I still have to work, how long will Ann have this."

At that time, Zhao Lanxiang was taking a close look at this case, but he was shocked to see it.

This man really will not cherish himself, if she did not insist on sending him to the hospital, it is estimated that he did not know that he was so seriously injured!

According to how he slept calmly in the afternoon, Zhao Lanxiang did not doubt that he would still work as usual tomorrow. The medical record clearly stated that He Songbai had multiple fractures in his hands and feet, with a slight concussion.

Zhao Lanxiang looked at He Songbai's sinking eyes and touched his head helplessly and said, "You can bear it."

"Broken, do you still need your hand?"

He Songbai's eyes dimmed, and the woman really had to be measured.

Even coaxing him to the hospital is enough, and coaxing him to lie on the board like a lame man. He was silent, and his purple eyes quickly crossed a regret.

Zhao Lanxiang said, "Give him peace."

In the evening, He Songbai was hanging the potion, and Zhao Lanxiang took the medicine bill to pay. This time I took an X-ray, and at once I took out all the money she had previously earned.

The cost of medicine cannot be distressed, and the money is not wronged. Zhao Lanxiang thought that he would have to seize the time to make money later, otherwise he wouldn't click the money at the bottom of the box to sit next to him, and he would be helpless if he encountered some urgent matters in the future.

...

For dinner, Zhao Lanxiang bought two bowls of wontons, one for each person.

She said: "The wonton in the state-owned restaurant, thanks to your blessing today, I will eat it for the first time."

He Songbai was silent for a long time and asked her: "How much did the medical expenses cost?"

Until now, his mind is still chaotic, humming. How did everything change after a fight? He added an object for no apparent reason. The object is still a handsome and educated Zhao Zhiqing who is always remembered by men. If it is placed on an ordinary man, how proud it is!

He would have wished to hold her hand to tell the whole village up and down, however... In fact, the gap between men and women is too far away, undoubtedly painful for both sides!

He Songbai knew very well how severely the life of the two of them would suffer after Zhao Lanxiang became his target.

He was eating ravioli in silence, sucking the thin skin of ravioli, and chewing the fine meat filling.

What a delicious ravioli, he is just a poor boy, before he could eat a white steamed bun is his greatest wish! But for her, she grew up from snacking on these fine grains, and the easy charity is something that others have longed for all her life. She has a privileged family and her parents are also urbanites who have a decent job.

He... he is a descendant of the landlord, who has been poked up by his spine for the rest of his life.

Zhao Lanxiang swallowed a ravioli and smiled and said, "Are you thinking of clearing the bill with me?"

"Medical expenses are not cheap, but if I am willing to pay me back the debt, I can consider it."

Zhao Lanxiang saw his eyes slightly deflated, and lifted the hair between his foreheads with his thumb, said softly: "Today you can promise to be my object, and you should not regret it if you agree."

He Songbai was eating ravioli without a word, and he said hoarsely until he finished eating, "I have never eaten white noodles before you came to my house."

Zhao Lanxiang yelled, "So?"

"No decent clothes."

The chopsticks in Zhao Lanxiang's hand were a bit overwhelming. She disturbed her boredom and continued to listen.

"People like me are walking on the road, I'm afraid you won't even have a wink."

Zhao Lanxiang almost didn't choke on the wonton in her mouth when she heard that, she coughed violently.

Why is this sentence so familiar... Isn't that what the old man said to her when he was sleeping around her?

He Songbai deserves to be He Songbai, no matter how old or young, the "self-knowledge" in his heart is so profound.

Zhao Lanxiang quickly took a sip of soup to stop He Songbai's words.

She said: "Don't talk about it, the fact is that I have thrown away your countless eyes."

He Songbai was suddenly silent.

Zhao Lanxiang stared at him directly.

The man's eyes were so dull and shiny that he could drip oil and water, and when he stared at the person, there was an indescribable deep tenderness. Zhao Lanxiang looked at his face, and vaguely could see the warm and elegant face in the future. They congratulated the family on how good they were, and this face was enough to fascinate her.

You can’t see enough.

However, Zhao Lanxiang still liked the way he ignored her and kissed her like a calf, so it was barbaric and unreasonable. Once he was awake, he looked like a turtle curled back in the shell, and she could not move any way she wanted.

Zhao Lanxiang glanced at the potion he hung, and he almost lost it. He called the nurse and replaced it with a new bottle.

He Songbai was incompetent to communicate with the woman. There was a sharp tingling in his head. He said fiercely, "Sleep."

...

The next morning, Zhao Lanxiang took He Songbai back to Hezitun and took a leave with Li Dali by the way.

However, Li Dali said helplessly: "Today's weekend."

Zhao Lanxiang patted his head, but he was too busy to remember the rest days.

When she returned home, Jiang Li was already holding two large bones at the door of the He family. Jiang Li saw her and immediately stomped her feet: "Waiting for you for a long time!"

"Where have you been?"

She flicked her nose and shrunk her nose and said, "Well, the bone you want, can you make me noodles now?"

Zhao Lanxiang observed the two large tube bones in Jiang Li's hand. Well, it was true that he was not losing money. Jiang Li actually bought two large tube bones with meat back.

Zhao Lanxiang asked herself not to dare to lose money.

The bones with meat are undoubtedly a meat ticket. This kind of thing is typical of bones with more meat and less meat. Most of the bones carry a few pieces of meat. Where do ordinary people give up such a bad meat ticket, but also lose to Jiang Li.

Zhao Lanxiang had no thoughts on Jiang Li's article, and when he saw two fat and fleshy bones, his eyes glowed uncontrollably.

The meat tube is fat and mellow, and the meat is thick and juicy. It can **** out the rich and fragrant bone marrow contained in the big bones. It must be so beautiful. He Songbai folded his muscles and bones, so he could just drink more tube bone soup to make up the calcium and shape it.

She was planning to go to town to buy a tube bone, but she didn't expect someone to bring a pillow just after dozing.

She said: "I just want to eat tube bone noodles, I buy some from you."

Zhao Lanxiang wanted to use it to make He Songbai a little stew and soup, saying she took out a pound of meat ticket.

Jiang Li proudly said: "If you know the goods, this bone is not bad. It took me a few pounds of meat ticket, I am going to eat today."

These days of work are undoubtedly hell-like torment for Jiang Li. She has never suffered so much. In order to treat her perseverance in these past few days, she gritted her teeth and took the saved meat ticket to buy a tube with meat.

In fact, her idea is very simple and rude, and the bones without meat can boil such a delicious noodle soup, not to mention the meat?

Bone bones are much better than dry bones.

Zhao Lanxiang smiled and took the two large bones away. "You go back first, you can come here almost at lunch."

Jiang Li hummed off.

Zhao Lanxiang carried the two barrel bones to the well like a baby, and washed them carefully. Jiang Lixuan's two barrel bones were very good. The two ends were large and the middle was small, which means that the bone marrow contained inside More, soup is particularly nutritious.

After Zhao Lanxiang washed the bones, he called Sister He over.

Sister He is usually used to forage and has a lot of strength. She held the knife and chopped it down. Zhao Lanxiang blanched the bones with boiling water, carefully picked out the bones with and without meat, the bones of the shaved meat were used to hang the soup base, and the bones with meat were eaten with noodles.

She washed the casserole, filled a pot of water, cut the **** slices and garlic slices to get rid of the fishy smell, dripped a few drops of rice wine, sprinkled some secret recipe powder, and simmered slowly.

The tongue of the fire slowly licked the bottom of the pot slowly. The essence of the tube bone in the pot gradually penetrated into the soup. The clear soup became milky over time. It sucked every drop of essence in the bone greedily and warmly. ...

The water boiled gurglingly, and the mellow fragrance continued to overflow from the side of the pot until a pot of water was boiled into half a pot. At this moment, the nutrition and deliciousness given to the soup was just right.

Zhao Lanxiang started to knead the dough without any hassle. He pulled and beat, making the dough soft and smooth.

The ingredients used are dried mushrooms, fungus, and meaty and thick meat and bone. Until Zhao Lanxiang finished a pot of bone and noodles, the whole house is full of the aroma of soup bone noodles. She first brought a bowl to He Songbai's room.

Jiang Li came before 12 noon, and as soon as she entered the door, she smelled the scent of her face. The rich fragrance increased her sense of anticipation, and she couldn't help swallowing.

Zhao Lanxiang said: "Come and eat."

At this time, Zhao Lanxiang noticed that Jiang Li was still following a boy, it was Tang Qing. Tang Qing helped his glasses and said embarrassedly: "I heard that there is something delicious here, and I am here again."

Zhao Lanxiang greeted the two of them to sit down and eat noodles.

Jiang Li and Tang Qing didn't need anyone to entertain themselves, so they took the bowl and scooped the noodles into the pot. This time, Zhao Lanxiang boiled a large amount of soup and kneaded a lot of noodles.

Zhao Lanxiang also filled the bowl of noodles and went to He Songbai's room.

...

Jiang Li, who stayed in the chai room and sucked his noodles, was very satisfied with Zhao Lanxiang's "knowledge".

She just wanted to get along with Tang Qingduo and learned the last lesson. Before she came, she ate a little bit and padded her stomach, so as not to exaggerate her hungry stomach.

However... it turned out that she really thought too much.

When Jiang Li picked up the first noodles with chopsticks, she no longer had the status of Tang Qing in her mind.

Delicious!

Really tasty!

She was occupied by the bowl of noodles, and the noodle soup this time was completely different from the last time. The taste is more mellow and the taste is milder. The mushroom absorbs the greasiness of the bones and permeates the taste of glycol. When it bites down, the soup satiated on the mushroom's head suddenly splashes out, which makes it unexpected. A mouthful of tasty juice. This mushroom is not the kind of small flower on the market, but a big bite, full of stuffing.

The fungus in the noodle soup is crisp and smooth, and it is not inferior to the gluten of the strength. The teeth are bitten down, so crisp that the sound of the crunching of the fungus can be heard.

When Tang Qing was eating noodles, he was also enjoying himself.

Zhao Lanxiang is really a wonderful person.

Every time he makes something, he will be pleasantly surprised. He desperately wants to eat this noodle. He can only enjoy the delicious and mellow tube-shaped bone noodles, remembering every detail of it, so that he can withstand his battered stomach.

For Jiang Li, she finished a bowl and went to hold another bowl. This time no one limits her how much she eats. She can eat meat in a big mouth and **** the noodles.

When she put her mouth to the hollow of the tube bone and spent the effort of nine cows and two tigers to finally **** out the oily and tender bone marrow, the enjoyment shimmering in her eyes could hardly be concealed.

Huh, after eating two bowls of noodles and putting down the porcelain bowl, Jiang Li was content and painful, and could not stand up.

The author has something to say: I... did my best. Wrote all day TxT

The update is complete tonight, and I will continue to write more tomorrow, and I will not owe you the update.