Fengtian past events

I wilted on the sofa with Liu Guoqing all night, and woke up the next day with a stiff neck, like thousands of steel needles piercing the bone seam.Liu Guoqing pinched me a few times, but I didn't feel much better.

Liu Guoqing said: "Your neck is too stiff, no wonder you have a stiff neck."

I scolded: "You don't have a back pain when you're standing and talking. You lie on me all night. I don't even dare to turn over. Of course you won't have a stiff neck!"

Liu Guoqing is not as knowledgeable as I am. In the final analysis, this matter has nothing to do with him, it is purely anger.I came to his house on my own initiative, and I was too lazy to move when he said he was going to sleep on the bed.But if he just doesn't defend himself, I don't feel ashamed to be domineering anymore.

When I got home that night, my wife didn't say much about my failure to return last night, but Uncle Liu's eyes were quite contradictory, which made my hair stand on end, and I became a heinous sinner through the ages.

After discussing with her sister, Tong Qingzhu decided to spend the new year at home and start off in the beginning of spring.When Tong Qingzhu said it, he hung his head and hesitated, and he didn't have an airy appearance at all. This coddling and pettiness made me feel uncomfortable, so I scolded him, saying that a man should have a man's bearing, and go out like a little girl Don't fucking say it came from my old Yi's house.

Unexpectedly, Tong Qingzhu's eyes turned red, and she knelt on the ground and hugged my leg and started crying, hiccupping.I kicked or kicked or neither, so I could only stare at his jet-black head.

The weather at the beginning of [-] really corresponded to this number. The winter in Sanjiulong was colder than in previous years. After staying outside for a few minutes, even though the monkey was wrapped in three layers of cotton, it was still shivering. To be honest, the road was frozen to death. Bone, is no exaggeration at all.For example, on the street in front of my house, the old beggar who was holding a broken bowl and was thrown stones by Yining's bastards suddenly disappeared one day.It was later heard that he was frozen to death by the side of the road, and was dragged away by coolies brought in by the police.

Those who are really affected are always some unobtrusive small characters. Their existence seems to be just to serve as a great foil to the big people in this world.

No matter how cold it is, it doesn't matter much to us.On the day of Laba, Mr. Luo Qizhaoluo specially brought his worry-free child to visit.

The visit will certainly not be empty-handed, and the stock of supplements in my warehouse has increased by more than half.

I'm happy to see it come to fruition, but student Zheng doesn't seem to think so, and when he enters the door, he sits on the sofa cautiously, with his butt only occupying the first third of the sofa chair, as if he is ready to get up at any time to say goodbye .

Except for him and me, no one knew about the absurdity, so seeing his appearance, the wife covered her mouth and smiled lightly, and joked to Mr. Luo: "Your nephew is pretty, you look pretty, Why is your temper so delicate?"

Luo Qizhao's anger remained undiminished, and when he mentioned the child's bear look, he became impatient, and sternly said to Zheng Xueshi: "I brought you here to sit? Squeak! The cat took your tongue away? You can't do it normally. Is it stinky?"

I glanced at Zheng Xueshi with a half-smile, which made him even more uncomfortable, and smoothed things out verbally: "They are all children, why are you so angry? Last time it was a collective incident, it's justifiable, and it's not a big deal, is it?"

Only then did Zheng Xueshi look at me squarely, his mouth curled up, his eyes full of disdain, as if he was mocking my sanctimonious appearance.

I'm not bothered either.A child's world is always black and white.They think they know and understand all the behaviors in this world, but they don't even have superficial knowledge at all.I was young too, and I know what kind of stupidity it is to be young and frivolous. It's just a pity that this stupidity cannot be eradicated by lessons learned from the past, unless it has been experienced.

After tea, dinner, and tea again.Until he left, Zheng Xueshi still didn't respond to Mr. Luo's order to say "thank you" to me. This stubbornness is worse than a donkey.

When it comes to Chinese New Year, Zou Shengzu has never believed it.In the first year, I sent someone to ask Li Si, and said that the boss went to the south to thank him at the end of the year.But this year's weather is uncertain, and the road is blocked by heavy snow. It is estimated that we will not be able to go back to the outside of the pass for the New Year.

I had some regrets, and entrusted Li Si with the two bottles of good wine in my hand, telling him to bring them with me.

The relatives and friends around have dismissed one by one, only Liu Guoqing and Peng Darui are left.These two are the ones I fear the most.The wife who came to the door during the Chinese New Year accompanied her to show respect and formality, which was awkward for Liu Guoqing.Usually Liu Guoqing stays at my house, he is really a loner, and it is not fun to be alone during the Chinese New Year, but this year my wife suggested to visit Mr. Liu's house.

A family of young and old and several servants appeared in Liu's house in a mighty manner.Liu Guoqing was polite and respectful to his wife, and even cooked two dishes himself.

Yining, this follower, has been walking around behind Liu's father's butt since he entered the door, helping to wash and pick vegetables.How could she do these servant jobs?After washing and picking, I have to wait for someone to toss it, but I never get tired of it.

Yili was young, and Liu Guoqing gave him a few pieces of chocolate, and he peeled off the wrapping paper calmly. The caretakers refused to give up their hands, like a little wolf dog guarding food, trying to show off its prestige.

Looking back at Yicheng again.After Uncle Liu finished talking about me, I also introspected. When Yicheng came back and chatted with him for a few words, the result was that we broke up, so that the New Year's Eve still avoided me, as if I wanted to eat him.

This discord was not caused by me, although there was also some firewood I added in it.The fact is that I talked to him in a man-to-man way, asking him not to care about or compare with his sister. The importance of his eldest son position cannot be taken away by any sibling.

I feel that these words are very real, and there is no need to engage in those vain things between father and son.But Yicheng refused to talk back to me, and even quarreled with Lao Tzu for the first time──

"I didn't care about Yi Ning and etiquette! What are they worthy of me? They are not qualified at all!"

Then I just beat him up.

Afterwards, I thought about it carefully, and felt that Yicheng was jealous, but I didn't understand what he was jealous of?

Being a father to me is too fucking hard.

In order not to let Yicheng sit on the other side of the living room all the time—the window on that side has a bit of air leakage, and it is easy to catch a cold—he got up and went to the kitchen to check around. Seeing Liu Guoqing rolling up his sleeves and chopping vegetables, his heart fluttered. A wave of heating was raised, making the whole body warm.

It's just that Yining and his servants are here, so they can't blatantly lean over and hug him from behind, and walk around him a few times, he gets annoyed first, chops the kitchen knife into the chopping board, frowns and says: "You will only add to the chaos here, go Go with your wife!"

I laughed softly, finding a good angle to block the sight of Yining and the servants, and licked the pinna of his ear playfully, seeing that the tip of his ear was as pink and tender as my wife's favorite pink diamond, I couldn't help but laugh, and whispered Said: "Are you jealous?"

He frustrates his hand and cuts his fingers immediately.He didn't care, and gritted his teeth at me with a red face.

Without thinking about anything, he held his finger and put it in his mouth.Last time Yining hurt his finger when he was making sticky mice, and I also sucked it for him.

The tongue circled the wound, feeling that the blood was no longer flowing, just about to let go, but Liu Guoqing pulled it out fiercely, the upper lip and the lower lip slapped together and became numb.

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