I have a Secret

When Li Gen passed by, Huang Dan hadn't slept yet. He was enjoying the cool in the courtyard, and he had already figured out the rules. He went into the house to sleep after ten o'clock, and it was much cooler.

Before ten o'clock, I couldn't fall asleep even if I wanted to, and my back was so hot that sparks came out.

Born and bred, he is used to rough bamboo mats and cattail fans, which creak when shaken, but yellow sheets are not good. He is resistant to cold and heat.

If it is winter, the yellow list will be very easy.

There is mainly no farm work, and it is a relatively leisurely season for farmers.

Huang Dan sat on the small bamboo chair and watched the sky full of stars. He not only enjoyed the shade tonight, but also waited for others.

There was a sudden knock on the door outside the courtyard, and he asked, "Who?"

A voice answered, "Me."

Huang Dan raised his eyebrows, and someone was coming.

He got up and opened the door latch, poked his head out, the smell of Qixi brand tobacco wafted into his nostrils, the man stood at the door and exhaled smoke, "Brother, it's so late, are you here for something?"

"I'll tell you tonight...fuck, why is there a pile of chicken shit in front of your house?"

Li Gen kept rubbing his shoes on the threshold, holding on to the chicken feces lying on the soles of the shoes, but they were still rubbed into dregs.

Huang Dan said, "I feed the chickens at the door."

Li Gen, "..."

Huang Dan asked, "Brother, what did you just say?"

Li Gen said, "I'll sleep with you at night."

Huang Dan said, "Oh."

He rubbed his nose and asked, "brother, have you taken a bath?"

Li Gen stepped over the threshold, squinted and said, "Why, can't I go to your bed without taking a shower?"

Huang Dan said, "I didn't wash it either."

Li Gen, "..."

He suddenly bent his back, put his nose close to Huang Dan's hair, "I said why your head is so smelly, and your body is also, it's rotten. Take a bath quickly, and then go to bed after washing."

Huang Dan twitched his mouth.

Who the hell is sleeping with whom?I don't even think you smell like cigarettes, but you do.

Huang Dan went to the pond to pick up water before dark, and poured the water from the pond into the water tank, and the impurities would slowly sink to the bottom of the tank, and the water would be very clear and sweet, which can only be drunk in rural areas in this era .

The moonlight was bright and white, and there were clear and crisp sounds from time to time in the small shed on the west side of the yard. A few chickens and ducks were worried, insomnia, and wreaked havoc there.

Huang Dan came out with a bucket, squatted on the ground and poured water on his body with a ladle.

Li Gen sat on a bamboo chair with his legs crossed, his upper body leaned forward, his elbows supported his knees, and the smoke flickered between his fingers.

This situation is strange no matter how you look at it.

wow-

Huang Dan poured a small half bucket of water on his head, the water slid down his hair, hit his shoulders in an orderly manner, dripped across his chest and back, dripped down, and the yellow at his feet The ground was soaked into mud.

In Li Gen's field of vision, the young man's back was facing him, his back was skinny, and his whole body was skinny, nothing to look at. He took a puff of a cigarette, and his eyes unconsciously fell on the two white patches.

There is no sunlight, so the skin is not damaged by the sun. Compared with other places, it looks very white, and it is not used when working, and there will be no calluses.

The young man half stood up, bent down to pack the bucket and ladle, the angle suddenly changed, the cigarette in Li Gen's mouth flickered, and the ash fell on his chest, he jumped up, the action was too aggressive, and the bamboo chair fell backwards.

Li Gen stumbled on the bamboo chair and almost fell to the ground. He didn't care to stabilize his figure, and ran to open the back door of the yard and go out.

Yellow list, "..."

He dropped the water ladle with a bang, "Mr. System, is Li Gen hard?"

System, "I have poor eyesight below."

"..." Huang Dan asked, "Is Li Gen gay?"

System, "Sorry, Mr. Huang, I don't have permission, so I can't answer."

Huang Dan shook his head and sighed. Apart from issuing tasks for him, this system is useless. He can only rely on himself.

He put on the gown and pants, whether Li Gen is gay or not has little effect on him finding out who the murderer of Li Dagui is, so let him leave it alone.

When Huang Dan went to bed in the dark, Li Gen came back. He kicked off his shoes and went to bed. He lay down in a big shape, as if he followed into his own room. The series of movements were very natural.

Huang Dan finds the cattail fan and lays it beside the man.

The bed is not big, two adults lying together, arms and legs must be close together.

Summer is already hot, and people's body temperature is too high, and it gets hotter when they are next to each other. After a while, they sweat and feel sticky.

The surrounding air was sparking, and Li Gen felt a fire in his heart, his whole body was hot, and the breath he exhaled was hot. He took away the cattail fan in Huang Dan's hand, and waved his arms vigorously to fan it.

The yellow sheet on the side is so comfortable, "Brother, you can still sleep with me tomorrow night." There is a person fanning, which is much stronger than his own fanning. The key is that the other party has great strength and strong wind.

Li Gen turned his head suddenly, the dim light covered the astonishment on his face, "What?"

Huang Dan said, "Cool."

Understanding the meaning of the young man's words, Li Gen's face was livid, and he threw the cattail fan on him, "...Fan yourself!"

Huang Dan moved over and put the fan back into the man's hand, "You fan me."

Li Gen scolded in a low voice, almost roaring, "Stay away from your brother!"

Without confronting the man head-on, the yellow sheet moved to the edge of the bed, not forgetting to say, "Then you continue to fan the wind."

When Li Gen heard the young man mutter that he was so hot, the veins on his forehead twitched.

Really fucking evil.

Eating too much leek?Li Gen fanned the fan while reciting the Three Character Classic.

Not long after, Huang Dan breathed evenly and fell asleep.

There was a sound of breathing in my ears, one after another, and my neck was a little itchy. Li Gen sat up unbearably, scratching his head hard, damn it.

He lay back down like a broken can.

After a while, Li Gen's tense body trembled a few times, and his spine relaxed. He took off his vest and wiped it on the mat, quickly destroying the corpse.

Taking a deep breath, Li Gen smelled a strong fishy smell. It wasn't because of the leeks, but because he was getting old, a vegetarian diet was useless, and he was going to eat meat.

But you can't have such a big reaction to a man, you have to come back twice, the second time the reaction is bigger than the first time, just like a kid.

Isn't this sick?

Li Gen found the cigarette and the matchbox, stepped out to smoke, and then lay down on the floor of the main room.

Every household in the village is no longer noisy during the day, and the sound of insects in the grass is one after another, and the night that belongs to them has just begun.

The heat wave is slowly fading, and the coolness seeps out.

Wu Cuiling was sorting out her collection of poems under a kerosene lamp. When she came out to the hut, she kept her hands and feet very light, so as not to disturb Wang Yuemei who was in the room.

"Sister Cui Ling."

The voice came so suddenly that Wu Cuiling was startled. She turned her head and saw Li Gen's classmate Zhou Zhaodi, with long hair fluttering and wearing a white skirt, like a female ghost.

Zhou Zhaodi had a smile on his face, "You didn't sleep either."

Wu Cuiling said no.

When she came back from going to the latrine, she saw Zhou Zhaodi standing in the main room, as if waiting for her.

Zhou Zhaodi whispered, "There are so many mosquitoes in the room, I can't sleep, sister Cuiling, let's talk for a while?"

Wu Cuiling said yes.

Zhou Zhaodi and Wu Cuiling came into the house, she was a little surprised, but also seemed to expect that Li Gen's brother's room was not as big as Li Gen's, with less furniture, and his preference was obvious.

Wu Cuiling put all the poetry collections on the wooden table into a drawer, and asked Zhou Zhaodi if he wanted some water.

Zhaodi Zhou shook her head. She looked at the room curiously. The walls were bare, unlike Li Gen's room, which had many awards posted on it. There was a big chair by the window, and I don't know what it was for.

"By the way, Sister Cui Ling, I saw the photo on Li Gen's closet. He had a round face and eyes when he was a child. He was so cute."

Wu Cuiling said, "Yes."

"Li Gen and his younger brother look quite alike. Some people believe that they are twins." Zhou Zhaodi fished out the mosquito bag on the back of his hand, "The two brothers carved it out of the same mold."

Wu Cuiling said, "It doesn't look like it when I grow up."

Zhou Zhaodi said, "Yes."

The two brothers were both handsome, but Li Dagui insisted on smashing a good hand of cards. He seemed to be singing the opposite tune on purpose, venting his dissatisfaction to everyone, and being himself in a nonchalant manner, not following in his brother's footsteps.

It's a pity that he died too easily and too early.

Who would have thought that a young, strong, arrogant and domineering person, who dared to scold even the heavens, would drown in a pond.

The atmosphere was inexplicably a little stuffy.

Zhou Zhaodi didn't continue, but changed the subject, "Sister Cuiling, I heard that you are very good at writing poems, can you show me?"

Wu Cuiling said, "I just wrote it for fun."

Zhou Zhaodi said he wanted to read it, Wu Cuiling frowned slightly, and took out a collection of poems from the drawer.

"Sister Cui Ling is really talented."

Zhou Zhaodi opened it and looked at it, and couldn't help but marvel, she said with a smile, "Li Gen likes talented women."

Wu Cuiling said, "Really?"

Zhou Zhaodi, umm, talking about college days, the story about the school belle chasing Li Gen is the most famous example of a woman chasing a man in school. She said it vividly, mixed with her own emotions, and she was envious of the school belle.

Wu Cuiling drank her saliva and listened carefully.

The wind blows in from the window, the light of the kerosene lamp flickers gently, and the night gradually deepens.

Li Gen in the main room was lying on the ground, full of potholes. He stood up, walked back and forth in the main room, rubbed his teeth and went back to the room on the east side.

The young man was lying on the bed, occupying a bed by himself, sleeping like a dead pig.

Li Gen's eyes fell on the exposed waist of the young man, he frowned, and pushed the young man's legs and arms, "Go inside."

Huang Dan made a dissatisfied voice.

Li Gen saw that the young man was not moving, so he went straight to his hands, pushed the man into the bed, and lay down by himself.

The young man had been lying in that position, and it was hot. Li Gen was about to catch fire again, so he cursed and stayed at the end of the bed.

Early the next morning, the big rooster in the courtyard didn't wake up Huang Dan and Li Gen. Chen Jinhua's shouting did it. She shouted in the direction of the window with a loud voice, and the sky fell apart.

Li Gen opened his eyes and froze.

Huang Dan opened his eyes after a step, and was also stunned.

If Chen Jinhua came into the house right now, or stood by the window and looked in, he would be terrified to death.

The arms and legs of the two people on the bed were entangled, face to face, and the distance was very close, so close to an ambiguous level, it gave people a feeling that they were either about to kiss each other, or had just kissed each other.

"Winter, are you up yet?"

Chen Jinhua yelled again, Huang Dan and Li Gen came back to their senses at the same time, and they opened the distance with a whoosh, regardless of the order.

The Huang Dan who was sleeping inside hit the dirt wall with his back, and Li Gen who was sleeping outside fell directly to the ground.

Li Gen rubbed his butt and got up, glaring at Huang Dan, "If you dare to talk nonsense, I will cut you off."

Huang Dan blinked, "Say what?"

Li Gen's face twitched, "...pretend I didn't say anything."

Huang Dan yawned, "Brother, you still come to sleep at night."

Li Gen thought to himself, sleep a fart, the fire burned all night, I don't want to die early.

Huang Dan went out to find out what was going on. Chen Jinhua released the chickens in the morning and found that one was missing. It was still an old hen. The weasel had come last night.

Her heart ached, she counted the chickens over and over again, and finally accepted the cruel reality that the loss of an old hen means that many eggs were missing, and asked Huang Dan to fill in the hole in the courtyard wall.

The opening of the hole was originally reserved for chickens and ducks to enter, but now it is better, and it is also reserved for weasels, so it must be blocked no matter what, and it is getting better and better.

Huang Dan glanced at the hole, and then went to look at the man, "Brother, can you get bricks?"

Li Gen said, "No."

Huang Dan asked him, "Then how do I fill this hole?"

Li Gen said, "Fill it with something else."

Huang Dan asked again, "What?"

With the tip of his tongue against his teeth, Li Gen swallowed the words, "Leave it alone, I'll fill it up for you later."

Why do these words feel a bit weird, he slapped himself hard, isn't it just a hole in the corner of the wall?Early in the morning, something messed up in my mind.

Seeing the man whipping himself, Huang Dan's expression was dull.

Without breakfast, Zhou Zhaodi greeted Li Gen and the others and left to go to Yinzhuang's relatives. She was afraid of seeing Li Gen's mother. She was rumored to be very beautiful when she was young, and she is still very concerned about appearance. The impression will be bad.

In the morning, Wang Yuemei urged Wu Cuiling to go to He Wei's house.

Wu Cuiling took an old hen to He Wei's house in Shanghechang. She left the chicken and wanted to leave, but He Wei's parents politely asked her to go to He Wei's house, almost half-pushing and half-begging.

Can't get along with a widow and has a bad reputation.

He Wei's parents couldn't help it either. They thought that if someone they liked came, their son might get better.

After Wu Cuiling entered the room, the door was closed. She smelled a medicine smell mixed with other smells, which was very unpleasant.

He Wei on the bed lost a lot of weight, his eye sockets were sunken, his face was dead gray, he was muttering something to the void, his appearance was extremely pervasive.

Wu Cuiling leaned against the door and patted it, "Uncle He, I really want to go back."

As soon as she spoke, He Wei was alarmed.