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Li Shishi was explaining to her.

It took Song Nineteen a full 20 seconds to digest the eight words.

She didn't have any toys since she was a child, and the only one she loves is Li Shishi. Li Shiyi is her puppet, chick, bamboo horse, green plum, all her memories of faltering, and all her dreams of kissing the mountains and rivers.She almost thought that she was about to lose her.

There is no emotion in the world that is more wonderful than finding it after losing it, let alone the object is Li Shishi.

Li Shishi was neither angry nor annoyed, and only comforted her with a tone like spring breeze melting snow.

She didn't have a blind date, didn't want to have a baby with someone else, and she cared about her.

That's why she repeated her ignorance earnestly and tirelessly.

Song Nineteen lowered his head in her eyes, bit a little bit of the corner of his rouge-rich mouth, his heart was rubbed hard, as if he couldn't stand such tenderness, it made her turn upside down and lose control of her emotions.

She nodded slightly, twitched her nose twice, and suddenly looked up at Li Shishi with red eyes: "Why, do you want to cry?"

The sudden soreness in her nasal cavity made her puzzled.

Li Shishi looked at her wet eyelashes and beautiful lips with the same curvature. The lines on the lips were very light, like flower juice congealed, and they were imprisoned by the clear lip line, only allowing this piece of spring to be unrestrained in the distance, I'm afraid that if there is an extra inch, there will be bees and butterflies wanting to kiss her regardless.

What's special is the rouge on Song Nineteen's lips.

Li Shishi's fingers in his pocket moved. He originally wanted to reach out to wipe her as usual, but he hesitated the moment he pulled his hand out. He just looked at her with his eyes downcast, and raised his hand to the corner of his mouth. light touch.

An obvious reminder.

Song Nineteen was startled, then hurriedly raised his hand, and wiped it on his mouth in a disorderly manner.

Li Shishi's hand hangs down again, and he puts his backhand on the wall, taps his ring finger regularly, and rearranges the heart rate of the deserter in his chest.

Song Nineteen wasn't used to high heels, so he stood a little reluctantly. He took off his heels and shrank back lazily, with his toes hooked on his shoes, picking them up and down.

The slender calves, the bare jade feet, the relaxed insteps and the heels like goblets, like a timely spring breeze and spring rain, ripening the budding flowers.

For the first time, Li Shishi felt that Song Nineteen in front of him was an adult.

She pursed her lips tightly, turned the matchbox in a circle again, touched the rough tanned skin, and stopped.

Song Nineteen tidied up her mood, and belatedly felt guilty for her presumptuousness. She thought that the two of them had been in for a long time, and she was afraid that it would be impolite, so she thought about it and said, "That person...is still outside .”

"Don't care about him." Li Shiyi raised his head, leaning the back of his head gently against the wall.

Her voice was deep and soft, and when she spoke, her beautiful neck was pulled and trembled by the tendons of her beauty.Song Shijiu loved her casual and disdainful appearance the most, as if Li Shishi had clearly put himself in a circle with her with an attitude of not being worth mentioning to others.

Song Nineteen pursed the corners of his mouth happily, Li Shiyi glanced at her, and curled his lips together.The youngest Tu set up a stall, clean up by himself.

"Then let's..." Song Nineteen lowered his voice, as if holding some secret.

Li Shi stood up and opened the door: "Go through the back door."

Song Nineteen put on his shoes, followed her out, thought about Tu Laoyao and A Yin who were waiting at the main entrance, and decided not to tell Li Shishi.To play tricks on the little girl, it's time to wait.

The two walked back all the way, from the shadow of one sycamore tree to another, walking slowly and quietly, except that Song Nineteen was greedy for a thing called ice cream in the middle, and Li Shixi took out the ice cream. Money bought one, and said little for the rest of the time.

But Song Nineteen stroked his crooked hair, looked at Li Shiyi's leather shoes, and always felt like a date by mistake.

After wandering around for more than half an hour, the two returned to the house. The door of the house was open, and a rented foreign car was parked at the door. Song Nineteen's sporadic guilt disappeared in an instant.

She raised her leg to enter the house, said hello to Chen Ma, and went straight to the east courtyard.

Inside the east courtyard, the youngest Tu and A Yin were playing cards, yelling and drinking in full swing, and they didn't hear the slightest movement of the two entering.When he came to the front, A Yin raised his head, looked at Li Shishi's cool demeanor, looked away, and raised his hand to cover his lips with the back of his hand.

The youngest Tu squatted on the stone bench with his back to the visitor, urging her: "You are a bitch going out—wait for death to carry the sedan chair!"

"I'm afraid it's not the one who lifts the sedan chair." A Yin still put her hands on her lips, her eyes fell on the card, and she smiled meaningfully.

As soon as the words fell, a crisp sentence followed: "Tu Laojiao!"

The hairs on Tu Laoyao's back could run faster than a rabbit, and they stood up in a row like soldiers.

He turned around with his neck straightened, and saw Li Shishi standing there with an expressionless face, and Song Shijiu with an angry expression on his face.

He slipped his feet and almost knelt down from the stool, he finally calmed down, licked his face and asked her with a smile: "Have you finished?"

Song Nineteen-San ran over in two steps, snorted, pointed at him and said, "Don't move!"

Not daring to move, the youngest Tu stood straighter than a cock.

Song Nineteen was overjoyed, put his hands in half circles behind his back, stared at his straight chin, and twirled his fingers gently.

Forty, fifty, sixty... She walked around Tu Laoyao with a smile on her face, seeing his aging head and childish appearance, the evil spirit was drawn out from her fingers and sank into her smiling eyes in a good mood.

A Yin was dumbfounded, covering her lips to look at Li Shishi, but she saw her standing not far away looking at the mischievous Song Shijiu, with a not-so-obvious connivance in her lazy eyes.

The youngest Tu was flustered, raised his hand and looked over and over again, his eyes were dazzled, and he couldn't squat, so he fell back with two hisses, and his vest rested on the stone table.

"You, you, you..." The old man's rotten voice was accompanied by a weak cough, and Tu Lao Yao couldn't even straighten his fingers.

Song Nineteen turned his head and smiled at Li Shiyi, and was about to stop, but there was a muffled sound at the threshold, a terrified scream stuck in his throat, and groans ran around.Song Nineteen hurriedly looked over, and saw Mrs. Tu with a pale face, looking at the familiar old man in the yard, and fell down by the door with her stomach in her hands.

Everyone panicked and rushed forward in twos and twos. Song Nineteen got into a catastrophe, hurriedly took back the spell, and ran over to hug Sister Tu.

Sister-in-law Tu's eyeballs were about to pop out, and she looked at the youngest Tu with red bloodshot eyes. Beads of sweat the size of soybeans rolled down her face one by one, and dripped down her neck like water. She couldn't speak, just Clutching Tu Lao Yao's hand tightly, his veins were exposed and his face was ferocious.

She said "you, me, and me" for a while, her lips trembling and she couldn't speak, her throat seemed to be stuffed with cotton, and she was struggling to breathe in, her stomach seemed to be run over by a bullock cart, and she couldn't care less about the pain. Yes, with legs bent and moaning.

Song Nineteen was so remorseful that tears rolled down his face, his hands shook so badly that he almost fell limp on the ground.Li Shishi moved his body calmly, let her lean on his shoulder, and was calling for Chen Mama to call for a doctor, when A Yin looked between Sister-in-law Tu's legs and said hurriedly: "The amniotic fluid is broken. , please deliver the woman!"

Ye Shen splashed terrible black ink, and raised the roof with a shrill cry, shaking the floating ash on the rubble. Hot water mixed with blood poured in and out of the basin, and an experienced midwife was inside. Rhythmically encouraged, Ayin stood guard at the door, counting the scissors and towels and presenting them in an orderly manner, and the youngest Tu held Sister-in-law Tu's hand in the inner room, blushing and pushing hard together with her.

Two full hours had passed before Xiao Tu's youngest fell to the ground, and Mrs. Tu lost her strength, her groans gradually decreased, but the sound of panting and exhaling became louder, separated by the hazy screen, as if knocking on the eardrum Rolling Thunder.

Song Nineteen sat dejectedly, leaning on the armrests on both sides of the grand master's chair, his face paled with worry, Li Shixi sat next to her, replaced the cold tea on the table, and filled her with a new one.

A Yin's footsteps of pacing back and forth stopped, she clenched her hands and maintained a posture of leaning forward, and the courtyard of the deep house suddenly fell into dead silence. Li Shiyi raised his wrist and took a sip of tea.

Song Nineteen let go of his right hand that was clenched on the armrest, and there was a raging noise. Ayin's robe moved, and he took two quick steps forward, his frowning brows deepened again.

Li Shishi put down the teacup, rubbed his forehead wearily, and lifted the cover of the pocket watch with the other hand.

It was clear that only two hours had passed, but she seemed to have been through the whole night because Song Nineteen was too nervous, squeezed her hand, the time paused for a while, let it go, and returned to normal.

Others don't know it, but Li Shishi is out of control, living with Song Shijiu through double suffering.

She sighed silently.

The sky turned white, the rising sun and the crying of the baby came one after another, and the midwife wiped her sweat and came out to announce the good news, saying that she had given birth to a big fat boy.Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and put on their smiles with wooden faces.Tu Laoyao rolled her eyes and passed out, and her tiger's mouth was pinched black and blue. Tu's sister-in-law experienced a night of torture, but when she saw Xiao Tu Laoyao, she regained her spirits, holding her baby again. Compassion is love, and I am very unwilling to let go.

Li Shixi handed a towel up, Ayin took it, and wiped sister-in-law Tu's sweat, Song Shijiu looked at the swaddling baby, and carefully stretched out his hand to scratch the baby's chin.

"Have you thought about the name, what is it called?" Ayin asked.

"Tu, Tu Sishun." The youngest Tu struggled and shook his leg, and answered desperately angrily.

Song Nineteen was taken aback, his heart warmed up.Tu Lao Yao didn't blame her at all, the guilt just now felt more comfortable, warmly warming her left breast.

Li Shishi said: "Go out and let Mrs. Tu have a rest."

Song Nineteen nodded, and the three of them closed the door and went out.Ayin yawned and held his waist to leave first. Song Nineteen took off the high heels that he had been wearing for a day, and followed Li Shishi back to the house with them in his hand.Her muscles and bones were sore, as if she had been fighting all night, and her eyes were also slightly black. Her voice was a little hoarse, and she suddenly said: "I was like this when I was young?"

"What kind?" Li Shiyi answered her.

"Glowing red, wrinkled, sparse hair, eyes swollen into peaches, and a mess." Not very good-looking, she swallowed the half sentence back.

Li Shixi thought for a while, then shook his head: "No."

"White and tender, chubby, black and shiny hair, big eyes wide open, bone rolling." Very beautiful.

The words and sentences fit perfectly, like gears closing Song Nineteen's worries.Song Nineteen smiled, bowed his head and moved around, overlapping his own shadow with hers.