godfather

The next day, Shaotang came back from eating in the army dormitory compound, carrying a rice bowl, and ran into Xiaobin.

Xiaobin said: "Hey, your son called you this afternoon, I forgot to tell you."

Shaotang paused: "What did he say?"

Xiao Bin said: "He...he seemed to say he was going to leave, but I didn't understand it, and he didn't explain it clearly to me, and then he hung up the phone."

Shaotang frowned suddenly. There were a lot of bad things in his mind, and a row of pimples on his forehead burst out: "He is leaving?! Where are you going?"

Xiaobin spread his hands: "How would I know? That's your son, not mine."

Shaotang: "He called in the afternoon, you just told me now?"

Xiaobin was inexplicably wronged: "You just came back after going out for errands in the afternoon, why are you yelling at me?"

"Hey, this man... he's going to be an official now, and his temper is getting worse and worse."

Xiaobin kicked "Bear" from the air at Shaotang's back.

Something that Meng Jianmin mentioned a few days ago flashed through Shaotang's mind, and he became anxious.He put down the rice bowl, turned his head and left, hurried home, didn't even have time to change his uniform coat without taking off his military cap...

Shaotang came back in his unit's "sidecar", ran upstairs, and touched the key to open the door.

The door lock clicked, and the key almost let him turn it inside.

The unnamed tenant next door was absent, and the living room was deserted and empty, and the lights were still dark, only the small light in Meng Xiaobei's room was on.

With one hand in his pocket, He Shaotang strode into the room with a blank expression.

Meng Xiaobei stood by the table, in front of the lamp, sorting out the drawing paper and the messy things on the table.On the bed and on the floor, there were two large packages of things, woven bags with red, blue and white stripes, which most people use to catch trains.The young man's bones are thin but tough, his eyebrows are dark, his eyes are narrowed, and the corners of his mouth are calmly pursed. He seems to be used to loneliness and lives independently in an empty house.

Shaotang's heart skipped a beat, and he opened his mouth to ask, "Where are you going?"

Meng Xiaobei turned to look at him: "Let's go."

Shaotang raised his voice: "Where are you going? When did you say you were going to leave? Your father is going to send you back to Qishan? Has your family discussed this with me, and have I agreed?!"

Meng Xiaobei was stunned: "..."

Shaotang strode over, grabbed Meng Xiaobei's shoulder, and held it like that, his lungs ached.He had already thought of dragging Meng Xiaobei to negotiate with Meng Jianmin, who is in charge of this child's affairs?

Meng Xiaobei's eyes were like black beans, he tilted his head and looked at him tentatively: "Godfather, what's wrong with you."

Shaotang: "..."

Meng Xiaobei let out a laugh, and there were smiles in the corners of his eyes: "What, what am I doing back to Qishan? I'm going to the summer camp tomorrow, and I'm packing my luggage, godfather, what are you doing!"

Shaotang: "..."

The two stared at each other for a while, and this time it was He Shaotang's turn to be extremely embarrassed. He quickly retracted his hands, put them in his pockets and clenched into fists, and coughed twice to cover up his dizziness.Recently, he has a lot of work at work, and there are many worries at home, and he is thinking about this troublesome Meng Xiaobei, and he is having his own little calculations with Meng Jianmin, so he is living a confused life!

Meng Xiaobei said: "I told you two months ago, godfather, our school organized a summer camp, and I was selected because I won an award in the district for painting, and I will leave tomorrow morning."

Shaotang smiled sheepishly: "Oh... I completely forgot about it."

Meng Xiaobei turned his back to pack his things, and said coldly: "Because you haven't been home for two months, can you not forget?"

Shaotang: "..."

Shaotang quickly squatted down and knelt down on the ground: "I'll clean up for you."

Xiaobei: "No need."

Shaotang: "Godfather help you clean up!"

Xiao Bei: "Just-no-use! You won't collect my things, you can't clean them well."

Meng Xiaobei is also a little hypocritical, he has a manly temper.

"I don't know how to pack? I'm a soldier. I go twice a week with a five-kilometer load. Once a month, I have a quick march in the field. We clean up the house all day long. We practice how to pack the smallest, lightest and neatest luggage as quickly as possible. I'm learning to pack and pack things. You kid hadn't come out of your mother's womb when you were here! Let's go, let's go, I'll take it for you!"

Shaotang also committed a crime that night, rolled up his sleeves and crawled to the ground to insist on helping.

The two of them chattered and chattered, as if they were trying to hide some kind of loss and embarrassment in their mood, and the chatting quickly turned into pinching and teasing, scratching and hiding, and pushing and shoving!Both of them laughed, Meng Xiaobei couldn't pinch his godfather, and was quickly pushed to the ground, hahaha laughed for a while, and his mood suddenly brightened... His Shaotang is the best.

Shaotang took out his backpack and taught Meng Xiaobei how to tie bedding to his Uncle Meng Xiaobei.This man was skilled at folding the quilt, with a pair of generous palms he smoothed Meng Xiaobei's quilt flat, folded it into a square corner, wrapped all the odds and ends, vests, pants, and change of clothes inside, and tied it up with backpack straps.

Meng Xiaobei wailed: "Don't play too professionally, what will I do when I come back?"

"It must all fall apart on the way back, who will help me make the bedding when I come back!"

"Godfather, let me say, can I tie you up and stuff it into the mattress!"

He Shaotang buried his head in his work, his temples were sweating: "Yes."

Meng Xiaobei: "...Oh."

Meng Xiaobei smiled at the corner of his mouth, staring straight at his godfather.Shaotang knelt on the ground, with most of his body leaning forward, earnestly, the back of the shirt was accidentally pulled out from the waistband of his trousers, bent over, lifted up, bent over again, revealing his lean back vaguely.The military trousers are tight on the hips, and the thighs are strong, so handsome.

In fact, just now, when his godfather's sidecar drove downstairs, he heard it through the crack of the window, so excited that he stood up and peeked at the window, then quickly put away the scraps of drawing paper on the table, scowled, Pretending that nothing happened with a nonchalant expression, pretending not to think about the other party...

After packing his luggage, Shaotang thought about it, and felt that it was not enough to make up for it, so he asked again, "How many days are you going?"

Meng Xiaobei said helplessly: "Six days, I told you two months ago."

Shaotang tucked up his trousers, and hurriedly said: "The summer camp is in Badachu Mountain, right? You won't be able to eat. Wait a minute, I'll go to the team to get you some delicious food. I saved it up last time and forgot to bring it back."

That night, Meng Xiaobei insisted on going back to the army compound with his godfather.He Shaotang let him sit in the "dou" of the three-wheeled sidecar.Usually three soldiers drive a sidecar, and the small compartment is usually used by the platoon leader and company commander.

In the capital city at night, there was no rich nightlife at that time, and the eastern suburbs were especially desolate. There was little traffic on the streets, and people would go home after get off work at some point, and those who came out to hang out at night were hooligans!Every household in the family area is lit with warm lights, and the food is fragrant.

Meng Xiaobei held onto the front bumper with both hands, and the evening wind whistled in his ears, ruffled his hair, made him squint his eyes, and the corners of his eyes kept glancing at the mighty and handsome man beside him whom he had admired and admired since he was a child!Shaotang is wearing a straight military uniform, riding a motorcycle majestically, holding it with both hands, his eyes are narrowed, his lips are tightly closed, and his side profile is as handsome as a sculpture... For Meng Xiaobei, the three words "He Shaotang" are already very important to him A certain kind of endless complex is the youthful feelings of an era.

No one in their dormitory was there, so they all went to the library to read books and take culture classes.Shaotang took out all the good things in the drawer under his bed in the dormitory and gave them to Meng Xiaobei.

"Chocolate, compressed biscuits, this is very hungry."

"Sesame biscuits, the special craftsmanship of the Muslim master chef in our cafeteria, are as good as the ones your second aunt bought from Niujie."

Meng Xiaobei yelled: "Damn it, it's too much, godfather, I can't even eat it!... I really went to Xigou and won't come back."

At this time, He Shaotang stepped on his lower berth and climbed to the upper berth, turning over on Xiaobin's bed, "Let me tell you, your Uncle Xiaobin has hidden good things... I'll find them all for him!  … ..."

Meng Xiaobei was immediately overjoyed, feeling like his godfather had suddenly come back to life!The officer's appearance was completely devoid of majesty, and he was still the big boy in Xigou who went crazy and didn't pay attention to his personal image at all.

The anxious expression of Shaotang giving him food all over the room made Meng Xiaobei suddenly think. What appeared in front of his eyes was the Shaotang smiling at him with a box of milk powder on his head by the Weihe River in Xigou, Qishan a few years ago. .

When Shaotang turned over the bed, a brightly colored magazine leaked out from under the mattress of Xiaobin's bed, which caught Meng Xiaobei's eyes and he quickly picked it up.

Meng Xiaobei: "Volkswagen...movies? The woman on the cover looks pretty good."

He Shaotang snatched it over: "Our house, don't look at it."

Meng Xiaobei: "Hey, why can't I read it? I want to! Who in your house bought the pictorial?"

Shaotang's voice suddenly became embarrassing: "I bought it... just for fun."

Meng Xiaobei: "Tsk tsk...Look at the girl."

Shaotang asked back: "I don't look at women, how about I look at you?"

"Popular Movies" brought a wave of romantic spring breeze after the reform and opening up in the society.The cover girl of each issue above gathers the dream lovers that men of an era yearn for.Shaotang bought a magazine at random, and the men in the room circulated it wildly to read it. Every night they talked about Gong Xue, Zhang Yusi, Qin Gaowa, and Zhu Mingying in the dormitory. When it opened, a group of young men who were like wolves and tigers began to have active minds.

The two came out of the building gate, and the street lights illuminated the father and son on the Shiziyong Road in the army compound.Meng Xiaobei's thin eyelids flickered with thoughts: "Godfather, you have someone."

Shaotang lowered his head and hummed: "The previous ones were all blown up, but now there is no one, so I haven't found one that is pleasing to the eye."

The July 80s advocated late marriage and late childbearing. It was difficult to meet women in the army. Someone wanted to introduce Shaotang to him, but he was too lazy to meet him. He was busy and busy.

Shaotang buried his head in a puff of cigarette, and suddenly asked: "The pencil case with the cartoon pattern you are using now, the light blue one...you didn't buy it yourself, did you?"

Meng Xiaobei: "Sent by a classmate."

Shaotang's thinking was quick and precise: "It's the girl named Sun Yuanyuan sitting next to you, her father is said to be a university professor."

Meng Xiaobei: "How do you know? Shen Dawei told you?"

Shaotang thought to himself, fuck, I'm your father anyway, I didn't live my thirteen or fourteen years in vain, I can't see it?

Shaotang sneered: "If someone gives you money, do you really accept it? Can you accept it casually?"

Meng Xiaobei tilted his head, revealing the young man's pride in this aspect in his tone: "Girls are willing to give it to me."

Shaotang: "..."

He Shaotang said: "You're really good. I didn't get it until I was in junior high school, and Meng Jianmin probably came later. You're already young, and you hooked up with girls when you were in elementary school."

He has been a playboy since he was a child.

The two of them ran against each other with one sentence and one sentence. On the surface, they were all talking about girls' affairs, and they both deliberately avoided revealing their true emotions. However, in their hearts, some subtle and complicated emotions were surging uncontrollably, feeling melancholy, as if Desperately wanting to explore the privacy of the other party's deep emotions, feeling itchy, wanting to "dig out" something, wanting to prove from the side that I am the most important and only person in the other party's mind, I am worthy of being so good to you .That kind of feeling made Meng Xiaobei's heart beat faster, and his heart was full of joy, and it also made He Shaotang shake inexplicably, he couldn't figure it out...

On the way back, I didn’t ride the unit’s sidecar again. The two of them walked two stops, never feeling too far away, and kicking stones on the sidewalk all the way.

Shaotang taught Meng Xiaobei to kick the stone in an arc with the back of his foot, just like kicking a curve ball.The two were running, striding, two happy lunatics, one big and one small, on the sidewalk...

Meng Xiaobei took a bath in the toilet and wiped his body with warm water in a basin.

He was wearing a trouser top, no one would see him in the dark room anyway, he couldn't help but pouted his buttocks in front of the mirror and twisted it a few times, with a sense of rhythm, he smiled wrinkled, his pores were swollen and he couldn't say anything excitement and pleasure.The small towel was draped over his shoulders, and he tossed it back and forth.

I don't know when it started, his mood moved with someone.

Meng Xiaobei picked up a bottle of shampoo from his godfather, it seemed to be a gift from Shaotang's friend from Guangdong, gestured like a microphone, opened his throat and began to sing.

He was writhing in the toilet, entertaining himself, and there was a person walking around outside the toilet, trying his best to resist the urge to open the door and take a look!

After Meng Xiaobei finished scrubbing, he rushed out of the toilet wearing a pair of blue underwear and sang, "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"

He Shaotang couldn't help laughing: "What the hell are you singing, so beautiful?!"

Meng Xiaobei: "Ahhhh! We—we are the successors of communism—go forward bravely towards the quilt!!!"

Meng Xiaobei dived towards the big bed and snuggled into the bed comfortably.Shaotang smiled and rushed forward, holding down his son. He was completely infected by the boy's happy mood and washed away his troubles. It was completely subconscious, from the bottom of his heart, he took off Meng Xiaobei's underwear, According to the trembling buttocks, he said, and took a bite.

……

Meng Xiaobei clutched his buttocks: "Ah!...Oops!"

Shaotang: "Hmm..."

Meng Xiaobei felt a pain in his buttocks, and a strange feeling ran along the spine to the nerves in the back of the brain, and both legs trembled.That can't be said to be the kind of pleasure that comes only after having sexual consciousness. I haven't reached the age yet, but the intimacy that naturally arises from the body when two hearts are connected.

Meng Xiaobei suddenly turned around!

There are clear teeth marks on the buttocks.

When he turned his head, Shaotang also turned around suddenly, his eyes were dark and watery, he walked out scratching his hair without saying a word...

That night was the first time that He Shaotang had awakened to a certain aspect.

Being too intimate with his godson made him feel a little ashamed and guilty for no reason.

Unprecedented, he poked in the bathroom and looked in the mirror for a long time, looking at his own eyes, lips, and the little mole on his mouth.Xiaobin and the rest of the team also talked about the mole and laughed at him for having a "beauty mole" on his face.

Is it handsome? ... Shaotang straightened his shirt collar, and looked at his sideburns and chin.

What did Duan Hongyu say I am?

Leprechaun.

If he is hungry all day long, has he grown up to look like Lao Tzu, such a dignified, heroic and masculine goblin?