Childhood + quiet Liaohe - Chapter 04
Li Xiang’s younger is more than one year old. She is delicate and thin.
Li Xiang’s biggest feature is that everything is small, narrow face, small nose, cherry like mouth, from those two small slit like eyes flowing gentle, gentle, showing a little weak, and slightly sad eyes.
Li Xiang’s delicate jade hands make me obsessed. They are smooth, greasy and tender, just like two pieces of jade with red in the white, which makes me never kiss enough.
But Li Xiang’s urine, let me infatuated, remember the first time touch Li Xiang’s urine, always weak Li Xiang begged: “land, no, no, no, can’t touch, too humble, let my mother know, will kill me.”
Li Xiang shook the cerebellar pouch melon like a drum.
For Li Xiang’s plea, I did not pay any attention to it. My finger had already reached Li Xiang’s pudenda. Li Xiang was very afraid of me and always obeyed me.
Seeing that I was determined to touch her, she lifted up her skirt helplessly and split her two slender white legs. I was excited to pull off Li Xiang’s underwear and enjoy her smooth and clean little pudenda. Li Xiang’s delicate meat beans blushed shyly.
I separated her thighs, two thin pieces of meat wrapped urine deeply, like two extremely loyal guards guarding the palace gate.
I opened two loyal and conscientious guards. The door of the temple opened in front of my eyes, and I inserted a finger excitedly.
“Oh, no, it hurts!”
Li Xiang suddenly exclaimed, his thin body trembling with fear.
I hold down Li Xiang’s abdomen, fingers resolutely into her urine.
Ah, what a wonderful urination. It is smoother than Lin Hong’s and narrower than that of Jinhua. There is no room for her fingers to swim. With the deepening of her fingers, Li Xiang’s delicate body shakes more and more frequently.
I began to suck the secretion from the narrow urine. Suddenly, I found that Li Xiang’s secretion gradually turned blood red, and soaked my tongue and lips, just like my mother’s lipstick.
Oh, she was bleeding. I was so shocked that I pulled out my bloody fingers in a panic.
Seeing the blood from his lower body, Li Xiang immediately cried: “ah, no, it’s bleeding. It’s over. It’s over. I’m going to die. Woo Hoo Hoo…”
“Ah, Lu Lu, come here,”
I just walked into Li Xiang’s house. Li Qi, Li Xiang’s elder brother, grabbed my sleeve. He pointed to the chessboard on the table and said to me, “Lulu, come, come, let’s kill a game!”
“I don’t want to play”
I don’t want to play games with Li Qi. My mind is in Li Xiang’s pudenda. However, Li Qi is clinging to me. I can’t help it. I just sit down at the table with good intentions and move the chess pieces randomly, while secretly opening eyes with Li Xiangmei.
Li Xiang stood obediently by the bedside and looked at me with a smile. Seeing that my eyes swam past, she teased up her underwear and showed the white and tender pudenda completely in front of my eyes. I was so distracted that I was anxious to scratch my heart and liver.
“Let’s go, let’s go!”
Li Qi, who had no idea of his sister’s ridiculous behavior, urged me to go chess: “ha, you are going to die, you have no step!”
I turned my head to have a look. Hehe, how pitiful, my chess pieces were killed by Li Qi mercilessly, leaving only a poor old marshal. It was like Hitler in a desperate situation, huddled in a wolf’s den in despair, waiting for the final moment to come.
the last moment finally came, Li Qi moved the chess pieces, mercilessly sentenced me to death: “will, ha, you are dead, this is called double car fault, ha, you are dead, can’t move!”
“No more playing”
I pushed the chessboard and looked at Li Xiang’s charming pudendum again. The annoying Li Qi grabbed another comic book: “land and land, come on, let’s have a look at the book. This is my newly borrowed book. You see, on the Long March, we met with difficulties and dangers, and the Red Army’s sharp knife company bravely inserted into the enemy’s heart…”
suddenly, a sneer came from behind us. Li Xiang’s father stood behind us, and heard his son’s words, Li Xiang’s father sneered: “what sharp knife company, frankly speaking, is the Death Squadron, cannon fodder and ghost delivery! Hum, the Long March, to put it bluntly, is to run away! ”
Li Xiang’s father is of medium height, and his appearance is not impressive, especially his long face, which is really the masterpiece of the creator. Therefore, he gets a loud and appropriate nickname: Castro.
I’ll never know how Castro like Wu darang can make such a beautiful little girl like Li Xiang.
Castro was obedient to his daughter-in-law, Li Xiang’s mother. His daughter-in-law pointed to the East, and he would not dare to go west.
“Just like me, I’m lucky to find a good wife in my life.”
This sentence is always on the lips of Castro, and he speaks it to everyone. Therefore, we fully understand why Castro reveres his beautiful daughter-in-law so much.
Castro likes smoking very much, but his daughter-in-law is not allowed. In front of his daughter-in-law, we poor Castro dare not smoke a cigarette, nor dare to pay for it.
In fact, our poor Castro never had the money to buy a pack of cigarettes, even the cheapest ones, in his pocket.
Our poor Castro’s monthly wages are all handed over to the living ancestral daughter-in-law, and we often have no money.
If his daughter-in-law does not give him pocket money, Castro will not dare to ask for it.
Really, I’m not afraid to be laughed at.
Once, Castro was ordered by his wife to pick up his mother-in-law who had come all the way to see his daughter-in-law at the railway station. His mother-in-law came to visit his daughter-in-law. How dare our Castro ignore him? He boarded his bicycle and rushed to the railway station in a hot wind.
However, when he was ready to save his bicycle, he realized that there was no coin in his pocket. In desperation, Castro had to push his bicycle and brazenly begged the hotel manager to push the bicycle into the corridor of the hotel, but he was rejected again and again.
Seeing the train coming into the station, Castro was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot. Finally, the manager of a hotel was moved by Castro’s poor embarrassment and nodded his head to help him look after his bicycle which had no money to save.
Alas, Castro is so poor that he can’t even save his bicycle. Where can he afford to buy cigarettes? However, he has not enough perseverance to resist the temptation of smoking. Whenever he sees colleagues smoking, the rising smoke of the owl immediately arouses our poor Castro’s addiction: “give me a cigarette, I’m greedy to death!”
Castro, a heavy smoker, put out his hand to ask for cigarettes from his colleagues. Sometimes, when he saw some colleagues put cigarettes on their desks, Castro took advantage of his carelessness and smoked them one by one, until he had completely smoked the whole box of cigarettes.
“Give me a cigarette!”
As time went on, none of the office colleagues dared to leave cigarettes carelessly on their desks. Castro, who could no longer smoke cigarettes, had no choice but to extend a beggar like hand to his colleagues: “give me a cigarette!”
Our poor Castro not only likes smoking, but also has a preference for alcohol. However, his daughter-in-law forbids him to take a sip of wine in front of her.
Then, how to solve his drinking addiction? Castro always comes up with appropriate methods. After each engineering design demonstration meeting, there is a grand banquet. This is the best time for our poor Castro to be more serious than alcohol addiction.
Li Xiang’s mother is the absolute dictatorial ruler in this family, and this position will never be shaken in the slightest, and it is solid.
Li Xiang’s mother loves life very much and knows how to live. Everyday life must be carried out step by step.
Get up at six in the morning, eat at seven, eat at five in the evening, and go to bed at eight. For decades, it has been like the iron rule of the Chinese dynasty.
Li Xiang’s mother can’t turn on the gas switch too much every time she cooks, so as not to increase the gas volume and pay more gas fees. The steamed rice in the morning is covered with a thick cotton quilt, and the remaining temperature is still left when eating at night. This can save unnecessary consumption of gas because of heating the rice again.
When she is sick, she can do nothing but pick up a grain of rice.
At the same time, Castro is the only person in the whole unit who does not go out of business. Of course, the reason is that her daughter-in-law is ill and needs his care and care at home.
It is true that Castro didn’t have to go on a business trip because his wife was ill for a long time. In fact, even if his daughter-in-law did not get sick, Castro, who was spoiled by his daughter-in-law’s unchanging way of life, made a fundamental allowance.
In his early years, Castro barely made a few business trips, but as soon as he went out and changed his step-by-step way of life, we poor Castro would feel very uncomfortable. Every time we went on a business trip, we would get sick, either with a cold or a fever, or with vomiting or diarrhea. When he came back, he would either take injections or take medicine, At the most serious time, even life-threatening and was sent to the hospital for rescue. In view of this, all previous leading cadres of the unit did not arrange for our poor Castro to go on a business trip.
“What’s the matter?”
Castro was telling us the common nature of blade company and death squads, and the same relationship between Long March and escape. Suddenly, Li Xiang’s mother called out in the corridor: “what’s the matter? Well, why locked the toilet door? Is this your toilet?”
this is the next door of Li Xiang’s family. A very fierce woman answered coldly: “you don’t want to live well in the plague building, do you want to take us with you?”
Li Xiang’s mother was infected with a terrible disease: tuberculosis. When she was seriously ill, she vomited blood. The scene was very comprehensive.
“She won’t live for a few days,” whispered the people in the dormitory building: “it’s over. She can still get better with this kind of tuberculosis.”
Li Xiang’s family and the next door neighbor shared a toilet. The next door neighbor’s family refused to use the toilet for fear of infecting the terrible tuberculosis. For this reason, the two families inevitably quarreled about it. Over time, the neighbor next door simply locked the toilet and slipped the key into his pocket. He wanted to force Castro and Castro to use the toilet Others move out.
However, this neighbor of Li Xiang’s family is notorious. No matter how hard the leader of the unit mediates, no one is willing to move to live with him.
Seeing that Castro, the “God of pestilence”, had no hope of moving away, the next door neighbor suddenly became wild. In order to protest, they piled up a lot of worthless broken things in the corridor of Castro’s house, and put the chicken rack beside the door of Castro’s house, making the ground full of chicken manure, stinking, and disgusting chicken feathers Slip into Castro’s bedroom.
At the same time, they didn’t think they were doing enough. They simply put the giant pickle jar behind the door of Castro’s house, forcing the door of Castro’s house to be pushed open only half way.
Every time I go to Castro to play with Li Xiang, as soon as I open the door, I will knock the gate against the thick and fat pickle jar, making an extremely dull “bang”.
Li Xiang’s neighbor, who was seriously lacking in moral standards, soon occupied the whole corridor and was filled with rags. For a long time, these nutritious wastes nourish a wide variety of small creatures, such as black cockroaches with big bellies, hairy grey spiders and omnivorous yellow centipedes. Of course, rats, the most unavoidable human beings, will not be absent For the annoying neighbor.
“What’s the matter?”
when he heard the quarrel between his daughter-in-law and his neighbors, Castro rushed out of the door recklessly. As soon as he rushed to the corridor, he was blocked by the rude neighbor. After a series of piercing shouts, he heard a series of terrible tearing and beating.
PI li ba La, Xi Li Hua, wood stick broom swept the place, pots and pans suddenly full of rolling.
“No, it’s hitting people!”
Li Xiang’s mother cried out in despair. Li Qi picked up tob and rushed out of the door in anger. He bravely took part in the fight.
seeing the fighting scene, Li Xiang, who was as timid as a mouse, was so scared that he began to cry pitifully. I walked up to Li Xiang and held up Li Xiang’s little white hand with a manly gesture: “Li Xiang, don’t be afraid, come with me!”
I slammed open the window of Li Xiang’s house and pushed the shivering Li Xiang onto the windowsill. Li Xiang’s family and my family share a balcony. Then I jumped on the windowsill and led poor Li Xiang to my home.
my mother was holding the door, holding her breath and staring at a chaotic corridor. Seeing that I led Li Xiang to jump into the room from the balcony and walked to her, my mother quickly waved to me: “fight again, don’t come, don’t come here, stay in the room well…”
With that, mother turned her head, stood on tiptoe, and peeped silently.
In the fighting, Castro and his son are obviously not the enemy’s opponents. Because of the large number of children and the older age, the other side has a very obvious advantage. In the war, brothers, father and son soldiers, several children of the enemy, each holding a variety of weapons in their hands, quietly hide behind their parents. As long as they watch the opportunity, they will launch a sudden attack on the Castro and his son.
Li Xiang’s mother pushed Li Qi, whose head was broken and bleeding: “quick, quick, go to find the president, find the old secretary, and let them judge the truth!”
Driven by his mother, Li Qi covered his bloody head and wiped his tears with tears. He went to the president and Secretary to preside over justice.
Poor Castro was beaten to pieces by his powerful neighbor and his fearless children, so he had to cover his head and return to the house.
So, the women went into battle. The two women stood at the door of their own house with their waists clenched, spitting and swearing at each other. Li Xiang’s mother yelled at her neighbor in a hoarse voice: “big criminal, big criminal, big criminal, big criminal,…”
But the neighbor’s mother night fork like woman did not show any weakness, her dry palm was put on the hard board waist, and her saliva was flying: “the plague building, the plague building, the pestilence building, the plague building, the plague building…”