Childhood + quiet Liaohe - Chapter 52:
I am infatuated, crazy in the Dumu teacher’s fat body wantonly vent will never vent the original desire, I lie on the bright body of the teacher Dumu, I do not know tired, ecstatic, forget to insert ah, insert ah, plug ah, straight into the ecstasy, straight into the happy not homesick.
Not aware of it, the last semester of primary school, so muddleheaded let me to the past.
one summer morning, my mother pushed me to wake me up who was so sleepy: “get up quickly, the new semester has already started for two days, and my mother has finally contacted you. Let’s go, mom will send you to middle school!”
I am very keen on climbing branches, chasing the wind, catching up with the trend, no matter what big or small things, I have to sharpen my head to drill in. Suddenly, through a variety of relationships, it’s a treat, a gift, a door, and a hole. Finally, I’m crammed into a key middle school that is said to be the best in the city: provincial experimental middle school!
I had to say goodbye to my beloved Dumu teacher, who gave me unprecedented enjoyment of sex. Listlessly, I followed my mother’s fat ass with a jingling lunch box in his hand. Before the sky was completely bright, I scrambled with the adults at work to squeeze the bus which was about to burst.
When I walked into the proud and domineering building of the provincial experimental middle school, my mother ran around and found a small and thin old man with high myopia glasses. The little old man and his mother whispered in a whisper, then grabbed me stiffly and pushed open a door: “go, child, go in!”
The thin old man was frail and weak, but he had a huge force that I didn’t know. When I saw his arm exerting, I slipped into a strange classroom. I was confused and didn’t know what to do. A middle-aged female teacher who was learning from the book frowned at me. Then, she lifted her slender finger, pointed to an empty position and said to me, “you, Just sit there
I timidly agreed, and then crept to the empty seat. Inside the seat, there was a tall girl with a pale and healthy pink face. A pair of developing crispy milk, like two slowly rising mountains, was proudly hidden behind the gauze like shirt, teasing Gently shaking, two long, black pretty eyelashes, embedded with a pair of bright big eyes, constantly flickering, radiating the charming light of my soul.
I was admiring the beautiful girl, but the girl who was sitting against the wall suddenly came from the family and yelled at me in a sharp voice: “you, sit inside!”
hum, just sit inside. Why are you so aggressive!
I silently murmured in my heart, waiting for the gorgeous female students to stand up, I deliberately rubbed her pair of sexy small peaks, and sat obediently in the narrow position inside, and then the female students also sat down next to my elbow.
At the same time, I took a deep breath, smelling as much as I could from the girl student’s body, and smelling the fragrance of my heart and spleen, ah – sweet and fragrant female students!
I swam my eyes down again. A pair of lustful eyes, such as the bloody mosquito, were staring at the crotch of my female deskmate. Looking at the gentle and undulating abdomen under the mountain top and the mysterious triangle wrapped by two long thighs, I pondered aimlessly: what’s her urine like? Plug it in, and it will be so wonderful Come on!
I was thinking about it vicariously, and the female classmate nagged me again: “tell you, don’t cross the line!”
After that, she took out a pencil knife and drew a holy and inviolable line in the middle of the desk. Because it was close to the cold wall, my elbow always crossed the 38th line unconsciously when I was writing. At this time, the female students at the same table would frequently touch my crossed arm with their delicate elbows Go back, move back quickly
Hum, what a soulless female classmate. It’s predestined that we can become the same table. However, you, the beautiful girl who makes me drool and fantasize, treats me so arrogantly. I’m really angry.
Looking at the little beauty beside me, I decided to find a chance to revenge her.
Seeing that she was concentrating on her homework, I secretly raised my elbow and took advantage of her unexpected surprise.
the girl table without psychological preparation was hit by this violent blow. The little white hand holding the pen snapped to one side. The good homework book was mercilessly torn open by the sharp pen tip. The angry lesbian table roared at me, and then covered the white tender face and sobbed wrongly.
When she heard the cry of her deskmate, the teacher, who was holding chalk and was seriously doodling on the blackboard, turned her head in surprise. The cold eyes behind the lens flashed with a terrible white light: “you, go out”
she yelled at me, “get out and stand in the corridor!”
So, in full view of the public, in the stern roar of the female teacher, I walked out of the classroom with my head down like a criminal.
From that day on, I gradually learned that this is a true and true noble school, most of the students have a great background, what director’s daughter, what director’s baby son Wait a minute. Many students come to school by car.
My roommate, however, has a bigger head. According to the students, her name is Fan Jing. Her father is an old Red Army. She is a famous red army officer. Every day, there is a beautiful car to take her to and from school.
Because of the highest position of the father at the same table, so, my female table in the class is also the most domineering, undisguised to the queen.
In the face of these arrogant, arrogant and self-confident high-ranking children, a sad sense of inferiority hit me this ordinary son’s heart.
The relationship between me and Fan Jing became more and more rigid. All day long, she was in the cold war. Fan Jing looked down on me, the descendant of an ordinary intellectual, and I didn’t look up to the disgusting pettiness and arrogance of her high-quality children.
However, it did not take long for a small accident to completely break the cold war deadlock between us, which made both sides very unhappy.
It was a cold early winter morning, the biting northwest wind howled and howled, wrapped in the withered and yellow branches and leaves, wantonly beat the pedestrians. I squeezed out of the bus, cocked my head, and ran to the school quickly.
Suddenly, from a distance, I saw my enemy Fan Jing jump out of the car happily, and then rushed to the campus. Gudong, a little careless, she fell into a well without a cover. Fortunately, it was a dry well that had been filled with garbage and dirt. At the bottom of the well, there were various kinds of filth. Fan Jing’s face was full of tears With two delicate little arms, she struggled to climb up. As a result, she failed again and again. Finally, Fan Jing simply sat down at the bottom of the well, covering her face and crying in despair.
I ran to the side of the well and looked at the poor Fan Jing. Without any consideration, I jumped into the dry well and squatted down: “don’t cry. Come on, climb on my shoulder!”
Fan Jing stood up sobbing and sobbing, and her face showed endless gratitude. Then, she was very obedient, pedaling on my shoulder and climbing out of the dry well. From this morning, the 38th parallel line has disappeared forever and forever. The cold war has come to an end. Fan Jing and I have become good classmates. We never despise each other any more, but we get along with each other sincerely.
“Tomorrow is Sunday.”
Fan Jing took my hand and said affectionately: “you go to my house to play, you saved me, my father wants to see you, he wants to invite you to dinner!”
“Nothing,” I replied with a red face, “it’s nothing…”
“You must go. Where do you live? I’ll ask the driver to pick you up!”
I pushed back and did not dare to let Fan Jing see my poor, dilapidated dormitory building: “if I have to go, I’ll go by bus myself.”
“No, tell me where your family lives, we’ll take you!”
“If you must pick me up, I’ll wait for you at the 13th bus terminal at 8:00 tomorrow morning!”
“OK! You have to be on time! ”
The next morning, I was in a car for the first time in my life, and my heart was beating with excitement. I didn’t know where the car would take me to. I saw some people like Fan Jing sitting beside me, like a happy swallow, humming with a tune of tune without worry.
The car suddenly turned and swaggered into the high dry area of the city. This is the name of the people for this area. During the period of pseudo Manchuria, this is the so-called embassy area. The straight and broad streets crisscross, and a villa style small foreign building with different shapes and styles is hidden in the lush forest shade.
In front of a three story villa with a small tip, the car finally stopped. Fan Jing took my hand and jumped off the car and walked towards the gate of the villa.
Open – a PLA soldier with pistols on his waist, standing straight at the gate, saw my Fan Jing coming, immediately piled up his smiling face and hurriedly opened the big iron door with a heavy shade.
In the garden with flowers blooming, an old soldier of medium stature and white hair was carrying a spray pot to carefully grow his flower seedlings. Fan Jing ran to the old soldier’s side quickly: “Dad, Dad, my classmates have come!”
“Well,” the old soldier turned around and looked at me with his special serious and lack of enthusiasm. Fan Jing said with a smile: “Dad, he saved me and helped me climb out of the well!”
“Oh, I put down the kettle and put down the kettle, and my face was serious. Finally, I smiled with great value:” thank you, little ghost! ”
After that, the old soldier held the baby daughter’s little hand in one hand and the other hand gave a powerful wave to the small building: “well, good boy, it’s a good child. Go, come in and sit in the room!”
With a curious heart, I tiptoed into this strange mansion. The thick red pine floor reflected the dim light under the bright sunshine. The high ceiling hung a large, leafy chandelier
“Little ghost,” the old soldier kindly asked me, “where does your father work?”
I replied with great inferiority, the weak voice, especially the mosquito, even I did not hear it clearly!
“His father is an engineer!”
Fan Jing added that, hearing it, the tone was clearly helping me raise my poor identity.
“Well, well,” the old soldier handed over a red apple: “little devil, have an apple!”
I didn’t have the courage to take over the red apple, and I was standing awkwardly. Fan Jing pulled me: “come on, come to my room!”
I was so kind to the old army that I finally walked into Fan Jing’s daughter fragrant boudoir with relief.
“What a beautiful room!”
I sincerely admire, carefully playing with the house filled with dazzling small objects, Fan Jing stands beside me, proudly and with a few family members, introduces me: “this vase, sent by my father’s old subordinates, is absolutely authentic Jingdezhen porcelain yo, this calligraphy and painting, is written by the chairman of our municipal Federation of Arts and arts, do you know him?”
“I have read his article,”
I replied honestly: “I haven’t seen him!”
Fanjing put down his calligraphy and painting and said proudly: “I have seen him and have had dinner with him. He is a big writer. He is famous. His novels have become films. That time, he came to my house, asked his father to tell him about the past fighting, and then he wrote novels! At noon, dad asked him to eat, and I sat beside him. We took pictures. You see, “said Fan Jing, with his thin white finger, pointed to a huge picture on the wall:” then, sitting next to Dad, I am the big writer who is going to write his story! ”
I don’t want to listen to Fan Jing’s endless show off and intentionally fork out the topic. I carry up a small, exquisite deposit tank: “this one is really exquisite,” said the “
and I shook it up with great effort:” Fan Jing, you have a lot of money! ”
Fanjing is more proud: “what is this change? I still have a passbook!”
Fan Jing opened the drawer, picked up a small and exquisite passbook, and happily shook in front of me: “hee hee, I have a lot of money, which my father usually gives me, I have no flowers, all quietly saved up!”
“Oh, you are so happy!”
I sighed sincerely and put the savings tank back to its original place. Fan Jing suddenly asked, “Hey, what do you like in this room, I give it to one!”
“No, I don’t want it, I don’t want anything!”
“No, you saved me. I haven’t paid you back!”
“No, it’s a man who should help the person in distress!”
“Well,” Fanjing said frankly, “your feelings, I will give it back to you. What will happen and difficulties in the future, even though I squeak, I will do my best
“Jing, have a meal!”
The cook, with a white apron on her waist, shouted softly outside the room.
“Oh, here it is!”
Fan Jing’s father, the big officer, prepared us a rich lunch, looking at the delicious dishes full of tables. I just don’t know where to start. For the first time in my life, I saw so many delicious dishes but could not name them.
After a rich lunch, and under Fan Jing’s warm invitation, I followed fan jingling’s infatuated body like Grandma Liu in the Grand View Garden. I went around a large mansion that made her proud. Then, Fan Jing ordered the driver to send me back to the bus station like a little commander. I had a full-fledged vision and infinite leisure thoughts, I walked home, and when I was ashamed and uneasy, I lowered my head and pushed open the door, a familiar female voice suddenly sounded: “small force son”
I looked up and looked into the room. Wow – my eyes were suddenly bright and my spirit was excited!