godfather

In winter, Jiaodong Peninsula has a cold but humid climate, fresh air and clear sky.

The sea breeze blows over large areas of villages and corn fields, and the dry straw left after harvesting is stored in piles and burned, and the ashes slowly seep in, nourishing the black soil.On the bare branches of the large trees in the east of the village, there is a layer of silver frost, which is crystal clear and beautiful.

This is Grandma Meng's hometown.The county and city where her family's village is located is not far from the hometown of the old man of the Meng family.The two did not know each other back then, and had never visited each other's villages.The two later met in Qingdao and got married, which is also fate.

The rural areas of Shandong are quite affluent. In the center of the county seat, there is a large area of ​​land waiting to be developed, ready to build high-rise buildings.Shaotang drove the old lady and Xiaobei into the village, and the hard frozen soil occasionally jolted the car out of harmony.There are patches of snow on the side of the road, and there are two neat rows of poplars beside the road. At the entrance of the village, there are small shops selling tobacco, alcohol and car repair, with red lanterns and big red Spring Festival couplets hanging.There are bursts of firecrackers in the distance... Calm, cozy, serene, and lively and lively during the New Year.

Meng Xiaobei likes this kind of place, he has a pencil and sketchbook in his luggage, and escapes from the hustle and bustle of the city.

When Grandma Meng entered the village, she was welcomed by her relatives. There were also brothers and nephews in her family.The three of them were treated as honored guests by the hospitable hometown people, and they were invited to each family's home for New Year's dinner.The old lady sat cross-legged on the kang, chatting loudly with her brother and daughter-in-law.There were New Year pictures pasted in the main hall, and the temperature of the heated kang was scorching hot. Two aggressive little boys in crotchless cotton trousers ran in from outside the house, having a good time.

There are big crabs on the table, boiled fresh shrimps, sea oysters, and all kinds of fluffy shellfish that can’t be named by Shaotang. There is a taste.The two kept their heads down and kept eating, and after a while, a hill of various shells piled up in front of each other.While eating, Meng Xiaobei also dealt with the caring greetings from various uncles, aunts and aunts.

The uncle and grandma said loudly: "Why are you still getting married, baby? You are already 26! We are urging you on your grandma's behalf! Hurry up and marry a big daughter-in-law!"

Meng Xiaobei laughed and narrowed his eyes into crescents: "What's the hurry, I'm only 26! I want to play for a few more years, I haven't chosen yet!"

Xiaobei's grandma had a haughty face, but she couldn't clearly call out her grievances, she felt so wronged: "I can't control it anymore, if I don't give birth to a great-grandson, there is no hope in this life!"

After the uncle and grandma finished questioning Meng Xiaobei, they began to torture Shaotang, and no one could be left behind.Shaotang is generous, he is not afraid of boiling water when he is dead for a long time: "Don't look at me, don't ask, I'm not in a hurry anymore!"

Holding the crab pliers in his mouth, Meng Xiaobei endured the pain with a smile, rubbed his shoes against Shaotang's feet under the table, and the two of them jostled together.

My uncle and grandma almost swallowed a prawn head and skin, and stared and exclaimed: "What's left?! You're already forty? It doesn't look like forty, and you still put on oil to marry a wife?!"

With his head full of bags, Shaotang immersed himself in the crab claws that Meng Xiaobei handed over.

Uncle and grandma: "Forty should be grandparents!"

Shaotang said sincerely: "People in the city are slower in everything they do."

The uncle smacked her lips and said sympathetically, "It's very difficult to marry a daughter-in-law in the city, young man? ... Sigh, it's hard to call you 'young man' anymore. Forty years old..."

Meng Xiaobei choked with laughter, and then Shaotang pinched the soft flesh under his thigh...

Meng Xiaobei is not afraid of the eyes and comments of relatives around him.The shackles of face are put on by others, whoever can't get used to it, it's not me but them who are uncomfortable!The couple still have to live their own lives.

The kangs in rural bungalows are extremely hot in midwinter, and the air in the room is warm.

The water pipe in the middle of the courtyard was surrounded by a layer of straw, almost frozen, and a trickle of cold water flowed out, which made Meng Xiaobei tremble.Shaotang took out the washbasin to catch the water, and poured the water into the house for Xiaobei to wash, fearing that his son would freeze.

Grandma Meng chatted with several elder sisters at home all night, watching the Spring Festival Gala.Meng Xiaobei and Shaotang lay side by side on the kang in the back room, warming themselves by the fire, turned sideways to face each other, and stared quietly at each other.

The hasty journey, the busy time, and the occasional break to enjoy the most ordinary and warm time.Xiaobei used the light in the outer room to trace the outline of Shaotang's facial features, and the two leaned in for a kiss, then hugged and fell asleep peacefully.It seems that there is no need to do anything, it’s good like this, Xiaobei is used to stretching one leg between Shaotang’s legs, gently rubbing the fluffy touch on Shaotang’s calf, it’s very hot; Shaotang likes to stretch his arm across Beneath his neck, the other hand caresses his back...

Meng Xiaobei got up very early in the morning, and went out with his portfolio on his back. Before leaving, he leaned over and kissed Shaotang on the mouth, and was immediately grabbed by his neck.

Shaotang squinted his sleepy eyes: "Baby...what are you going to do?"

Meng Xiaobei said, "Go out and draw."

Shaotang said, "I'll accompany you."

Meng Xiaobei: "I'm afraid you won't get enough sleep, you should sleep more."

"What are you doing after sleeping for so long?" Shaotang rolled over from the bed, not afraid of the air-conditioning, "accompany you."

The entrance of the village is shrouded in a layer of light mist, which looks mysterious and cold.Meng Xiaobei searched along the way with his portfolio on his back, and found the boundary marker of his grandma's village in a clump of weeds in the Luanshigang. On it was roughly written the words "Liujia Village" and a history of the village.The eternal planning of the village is neat, arranged in rows, and the black-painted small doors of the blue-brick houses.There are villagers at the entrance of the village preparing for New Year's Eve to run dry boats, and it is very lively.

Xiaobei set up a painting folder at the entrance of the village, and drew the crimson sunrise in the field.

His fingers were red from the cold, and he kept breathing, and then Shaotang took off his coat and put it on him, and went to run laps on the field stalks by himself.

As long as he has been painting this painting, Shaotang has been running for as long as possible, and he is not too tired, his face is covered with sweat and red tide, and he is in a happy mood.

Meng Xiaobei said, "Thank you, Shaotang."

Shaotang raised his eyebrows: "Thank you for what?"

Meng Xiaobei pursed his lips and said with a smile, "Thank you for daring to accompany me and my grandma back to my hometown. A bunch of relatives in our hometown...do ordinary people dare to come!"

With a smile in his eyes, Shaotang was very confident: "Why don't you dare to come? Could your relatives work together to demolish me?!"

Meng Xiaobei said: "Go and tell the truth, see if anyone will tear you down?!"

Shaotang quickly glanced left and right to make sure that there was no one around the entrance of the village, went up and pinched his eldest son and sucked it hard, then quickly let go and walked away, with a rare romantic smile on his face...

The team of running dry boats at the entrance of the village was full of gongs and drums, and all the old ladies in the village gathered to make a scene all day long.

Shaotang drove, followed Xiaobei's guidance, and went to the city to catch a big fair.

There is the largest market in the nearby Shahe Town, and it takes several hours to walk through the stalls all over the streets of a county town.Clothes are sold on the east side, shoes are sold on the west side, and New Year’s goods on the tip of the tongue are sold on the north side.Meng Xiaobei was familiar with the road, and led Shaotang straight to the north market.When he was in middle school, he visited with his grandma during the summer vacation.

Meng Xiaobei grabbed Shaotang's wrist in the crowd, fearing that his little father would not recognize his way and get lost.

How could Shaotang get lost?In the middle of the crowded market, Meng Xiaobei's head can be recognized from a distance at a glance.

Meng Xiaobei bought a rustic and practical broom for cleaning pots, and picked out a few exquisite pastry molds to make steamed buns.He found a stall selling authentic Shandong pancakes, and the two of them bought a pancake, smeared it with hot sauce and topped with double eggs.Warm pancakes are simply delicious in winter!

An old man rode a bicycle and passed them by pulling two goats.There are two heavy and huge tits hanging under the ewe's belly, shaking with the clumsy steps!

Xiaobei chewed on the big pancake, spat out a mouthful of chopped green onion, and said in a low voice, "Pfft! It's so big... These are basically the biggest breasts I've ever seen..."

Shaotang glanced at him indifferently: "Who else have you seen?"

Xiaobei burst into laughter on the street: "I've seen pigs, cattle and sheep!!!"

Passing by a row of stalls selling seafood, Meng Xiaobei slowly led the way, pointing out various seafood to his little dad.In winter, the ocean-going fishing fleet works very hard, and the fresh goods caught are less than in summer. The water tank is filled with oxygen, and a string of pearl-like white foam emerges from the shells.Xiaobei taught Shaotang to identify green clams, hairy clams, and white clams. Shaotang listened carefully, pinching the small dimple on the back of his son's neck with his fingers, revealing a look of affection in his eyes.

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For dinner that day, Meng Xiaobei cooks himself and cooks seafood for Shaotang.

Shaotang looked into the small kitchen in the courtyard: "Can you cook, don't waste good things."

Meng Xiaobei held the shovel upside down, and said to himself: "Don't worry, you can go back to the house and wait to eat! Let me tell you, the seafood in our Dashandong does not need to be seasoned or fried, just boil it in plain water and sprinkle it with water." A pinch of sea salt! Eat that bite!"

Meng Xiaobei was wearing an apron, with a sparkle in his eyes, waving a spatula to cook for his man in the small kitchen filled with white air, his appearance was indescribably handsome... Shaotang silently stared at Xiaobei, Smacking the taste in his mouth, the lively and unrestrained handsome son in front of him is the real "one bite"...

That night, Shaotang ate a lot of seafood.

Shaotang himself said, if I eat it like this, I will get pimples on my face!

The family drank beer and ate seafood.Shaotang's lips were rosy, with a ring of refreshing and lubricating foam from Tsingtao beer.Shaotang's eyes kept glancing at Xiaobei, and the light that shot out was soft, as if there was some hint...

In the evening, when the relatives went back to their homes, Meng Xiaobei saw Shaotang walking around the door of the house with a washbasin with a red peony pattern on it.Shaotang seemed to have drunk too much, he was poured with beer and white wine in turn, the heat of the alcohol radiated from his stomach, on his head and face, there was bloodshot eyes full of drunkenness, and his calves shook.

Meng Xiaobei glanced at his little dad out of the corner of his eyes, and hurriedly wiped off the dust on his face with a towel.At night in the countryside, the water pipes stopped, so he could only scoop up water from a large tank, and he didn't bother to tidy it up. He quickly peeled off his suit jacket when he entered the house, threw himself on someone from behind, hugged his waist and rubbed: "Shaotang... "

His Tangtang face was ruddy and smiling, being pressed and squeezed by him from behind.The two of them put their legs together and rubbed against each other, step by step from the living room to the back room, like two big monkeys with teeth and claws.

Grandma Meng and her older sisters were in the next room, chatting at night with the lights on.The noisy voices of deaf old ladies overwhelmed the scattered dogs barking in the village at night, and the sky was full of stars...

The door was locked in a steaming heat wave.Shaotang and Xiaobei took off their clothes and folded them naked on the bed. Their naked skin rubbed against the hot kang mattress, giving off a soft and comfortable feeling.The big bunk they slept on was a heated kang, and under the kang was the hearth.The kang hole in the corner under the bed leads to the kitchen stove, which is heated by the temperature of the firewood on the stove.Shaotang was pressed down, and Xiao Bei felt that his little dad's body was a little weak, the originally tough muscles felt slippery and hot to the touch, and the weak electric current on the skin was like some kind of invitation, that appearance was too tempting.

Shaotang did drink a lot, his eyes were intoxicated, the whirlpool in his eyes seemed to suck Meng Xiaobei's soul in, his wheat-colored skin turned slightly red.

Meng Xiaobei grabbed his little daddy's lips and kissed for a while, then pulled out the belt from the waistband of the jeans he took off.He pulled Shaotang's arms above his head, and bound them with belts without any explanation.

Shaotang's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he narrowed his eyes to examine: "Are you tired of working?"

Xiao Bei said, "Well, I just want to die quickly."

Shaotang didn't even resist, and squinted at his son connotatively, with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth, clearly letting go and accepting his son's messing around with him.Meng Xiaobei rushed forward to nibble on the man's Adam's apple, collarbone, and chest, and the saliva hung on Shaotang's chest.Meng Xiaobei kissed earnestly and affectionately, biting one nipple.Shaotang suddenly bowed his body forward, rubbing his bound arms on the mattress, enjoying himself.Shaotang's nipple, which had been sucked repeatedly, was covered with a layer of crystal clear saliva, the areola was red and swollen, and the nipple tip was as hard as a bean, trembling on the broad chest muscles, as if teasing, and clearly longing for Xiaobei's caress.

The lower bodies of the two touched each other, and they teased each other with their rough leg hairs, and they hardened quickly.Shaotang raised his pillar to the sky, and was pushed up again by Meng Xiaobei, his sensitive tiger head rubbed against Meng Xiaobei's belly, shaking and rubbing back and forth.Meng Xiaobei looked down: "Don't be so fast!"

There were anxious red threads in Shaotang's eyes: "Can you hurry up?"

Xiaobei: "I haven't kissed that thing yet, you're about to cum!"

Shaotang: "Otherwise you lie down and I'll come, try to see if you can bear it..."

When Shaotang said this, Mo Yu's eyes were bottomless, without any impurities, and the area below slowly pulled out a stream of transparent mucus on Meng Xiaobei's body. It looked very obscene and sexy...Meng Xiaobei was hooked Fascinated, he lowered his head and embraced the other party, with a pious expression, wrapped his tongue around the whole root, sucked it into his mouth, and swallowed hard, feeling Shaotang's abdominal muscles and thighs trembling in the corners of his eyes!

It's an old man, and after all these years of being together, it seems that I have never gotten tired of being in bed. Every time I embrace and indulge, I can taste a fresh and passionate experience.Shaotang was like a male leopard with gorgeous fur, its skin shone with a layer of oily luster under the dim light, and its sweat was greasy, rising and falling with the rhythm of Meng Xiaobei's licking.A mere belt couldn't tie Shaotang's hands and feet at all, but he deliberately made a slightly humiliating posture of being bound and let his son do whatever he wanted.Shaotang's powerful arms stretched out slender muscles under the confinement, hovering and enjoying at the critical point where he almost broke free but failed in the end, like a perfect god bound...

Meng Xiaobei kept kissing Shaotang's penis and the nearby triangular area, kissing the inner thigh, and his saliva flowed into the lush black forest.Shaotang seemed even more excited than him, another wave of transparent liquid flowed out from the horse's mouth, and he could hardly bear it.Meng Xiaobei smirked complacently, and Shaotang stared straight at him: "Look below you."

Meng Xiaobei looked down at himself.His dick had already turned up, and all the wetness flowed onto Shaotang's legs, not a single drop wasted.

He was tossing and turning on the bed like an excited monkey.The two embrace each other in six or nine poses, lying on their sides and sucking each other.

Meng Xiaobei couldn't bear being swallowed by Shaotang and almost disarmed on the spot, he quickly pulled out and said, "Wait a minute!" Shaotang kept thrusting and shaking in his mouth, almost wanting to stab the thick sharp weapon directly into his throat, forcing tears into his eyes.Shaotang rushed into his throat at the last moment, and the fragile skin occasionally touched the teeth, causing pain, mixed with strong pleasure, making it even more crazy!

Thick and viscous liquid erupted from Meng Xiaobei's mouth, shooting out a lot.He swallowed half of it, spit out half, and continued to move his fingers considerately for the other party.Shaotang ejaculated slowly for almost a minute, the light in his pupils gradually faded, and a little bit of starlight appeared in his eyes, very satisfied.

A line of semen flowed down the sinews of the cock that had not yet softened, passed through a large area of ​​hair near the pubic bone, and quietly flowed to the secret place.

Shaotang spread her legs boldly.Xiaobei looked at each other, and subconsciously wiped the spit out semen between Shaotang's buttocks.

Shaotang moved a bit, frowned slightly, and stared at him.

Meng Xiaobei suddenly became very excited, turned around and picked up the backpack at the corner of the bed, and took out an oil paintbrush from it.

Shaotang seemed to suddenly know what he was going to do, and said in a low voice, "Can you still draw with that pen in the future?"

Meng Xiaobei stroked the soft bristles of the brush: "It's quite a high-end pen. This one is made of sable hair. It's so precious... This pen is considered useless, and it will be used exclusively on you in the future."

The sable hair brush is softer than the wolf hair bristle brush, and it has a strange touch when it is brushed over the skin.After wiping the head of Shaotang's glans, the place where he just ejaculated was too sensitive, Shaotang's abdominal muscles trembled involuntarily, and the hair on his lower body exploded.Ejaculating while drunk quickly consumed most of his energy, Shaotang looked tired and unrestrained, his whole body stretched out, his nerves relaxed, and his eyes half-closed.Xiaobei used an oil paintbrush to paint on the half-cocked organ of the other party, making circles and poking lightly on the top of the glans!Shaotang was numb and itchy from being teased, he rubbed his thighs apart on the mattress, scolded him in a low voice as an asshole, if you want to do it, please hurry up!

Meng Xiaobei bowed his head and kissed him, coaxing with a smile: "Shaotang, you have to be careful when the big wolf dog comes!"

He dipped the sticky stuff from the two of them with the bristle of a brush, lifted one of Shaotang's legs, and wiped all the semen into the back of the other party.When the paintbrush reached the most tender place, Shaotang's two muscles contracted violently, and his hips trembled, as if resisting.The skin on Shaotang's body suddenly turned red, and the folds in the secret place tightened and then opened again.Meng Xiaobei stretched the opponent with his fingers, slowly poked the pen bristle in about an inch, and deliberately turned the pen holder suddenly and quickly.The end of the pen holder seems to protrude from the countless spinning tentacles, lingering with thousands of thoughts, like a group of ants gnawing at the skin, scratching repeatedly until the inner wall folds mercilessly.

At that moment, Shaotang seemed to be hit by an electric current in his abdomen, his two groin spasms, he roared "ah", and almost kicked his son to the ground.

Shaotang panted heavily: "It makes me itch."

Xiaobei crawled back onto the bed: "The itch will stop soon, I'll scratch it for you!"

That is the brush that Da Baoer usually uses for drawing, and it has extraordinary meanings to both parties. There are two people's things on it... This is not only physically, but also psychologically and emotionally overwhelming for Shaotang. The impact stimulated his blood to boil... The person who almost never blush blushed at this time, Shaotang's neck and chest were flushed, and he didn't know whether he was aphrodisiaced by alcohol or a strong desire burst out from the depths of his heart. Shame, a man's most secret backyard is itchy and unbearable, causing waves of arc-like shocks from the inside out, and the sexual desire is full, but there is no way to resolve it.That place was so stuffy and uncomfortable, it was as if an aphrodisiac had been applied in it, and it was numb to the bone, and the only way to feel comfortable was to let his son fuck him hard.At this time, Meng Xiaobei couldn't refuse no matter how much he tried to mess with him...

Meng Xiaobei leaned close to Shaotang's ear: "Big baby, I'll go in and tickle you."

A lustful light slid out from the corner of Shaotang's eyes, panting and cursing: "Little bastard...you wait and see... come in quickly."

Desire torments her nipples, which are swollen and transparent.

With a brush dipped in semen, Meng Xiaobei deliberately poked at the fragile red spot on his little dad's left breast and heart, and sketched out the abdominal muscles of Bazhuanji.Wherever he touched, Shaotang made a beast-like sound from his throat, as if being stabbed into his heart, his chest muscles trembled, and the white-hot semen fell on his nipples.Shaotang's bound hands clasped his son's neck, and irresistibly grabbed his mouth and kissed him, clearly ordering him to act quickly.The corner of Meng Xiaobei's mouth curled into a smirk, kissed Shaotang, and said rudely: "You little bastard is here to fuck you."

Shaotang wanted to say, baby, your father can't take it anymore, but he didn't say it.

"You want me to do it quickly?" Meng Xiaobei insisted, "You call me husband, and I will make you comfortable."

Shaotang: "Fuck you brat."

Xiaobei: "Then I really got out?"

He pretended to turn around and roll away, but was quickly hooked back by Shaotang's foot hooked around his waist.Shaotang didn't know when he broke free from the belt like lightning, and couldn't bear it anymore, he grabbed Meng Xiaobei and got entangled...

Meng Xiaobei also smeared some semen on his body, lifted his little daddy's waist, and pushed forward with all his might!The moment of entering was slightly difficult and painful, and Shaotang let out an "um" and leaned back, and rough blue veins protruded from his neck, sliding back and forth together with his Adam's apple.This is what Meng Xiaobei said "I'll scratch you". His thick, veined penis pierced the other's intestines, and the pain and pleasure caused by the intense friction quickly overwhelmed all kinds of strange itches.Shaotang's eyes quickly fell into confusion, the muscles all over his body tangled into gorgeous patterns, two big hands grabbed Xiaobei's waist, and excitedly catered to Xiaobei's rampage between his crotch.

Xiaobei first pumped and inserted slowly, and then gradually increased the frequency.Shaotang's buttocks are muscular, and the buttocks are white and tight, which makes him excited and comfortable, and he can't help messing around, deliberately and roughly stabbing into the opponent's body, and then slowly pulling it out, bringing out sticky liquid, Then thrust in harder.Only a man like Shaotang can let him behave like this.Shaotang has a strong body, every skeletal muscle is tough and strong, his two thighs are firmly wrapped around him, and his gluteal muscles are swallowing his penis, as if they want to eat him alive!Both of them were so happy that they wanted to die, they just wanted to be entangled in this way to die, and slowly ascended to heaven together...

In the middle of the night, the lights in the next room went out, and the whole village fell into the silence of the dark night.The dogs were all asleep, and there was only a pair of cheating mandarin ducks left, burning with lust.

Shaotang seemed to think that Meng Xiaobei's stabbing wasn't deep enough, so he responded to the slap with a powerful movement of his crotch, rubbing his dense pubic hair against each other.Occasionally being hit deep, Shaotang's eyes slackened into a dripping water, and he emotionally pulled Meng Xiaobei's hand to cover the junction.

Shaotang's lower body was as hard as iron, and his upper body suddenly jumped up to hug his son, rubbing and colliding with his bare chest.Meng Xiaobei yelled "ah", being pinched by his little dad's good butt, he couldn't control it, and the heat erupted suddenly and unexpectedly.He looked down and saw that Shaotang also ejaculated, and from the gap in the glans head, the white and hot love juice shot out and sprayed onto his lower abdomen, it was very hot.The two kept kissing each other at the moment of ejaculation, murmuring "I love you, I love you"...

Meng Xiaobei couldn't remember exactly how many times he did it that night, but in the end he was exhausted and couldn't ejaculate anything.

Meng Xiaobei hugged his godfather sideways from behind, the semi-soft organs stayed in the other's body and could not come out, like a cheating child.The thing was bang bang dawdly, accidentally bumped somewhere, Shaotang's buttocks convulsed like an electric shock, his lower body was extremely sensitive after ejaculating many times, and he let out a deep snort.

Shaotang is like a leopard dozing off after a full meal, restraining his wildness and showing a lazy expression.

Meng Xiaobei strangled his little daddy's shoulder, and kissed obsessively.Shaotang leaned on the pillow and closed his eyes in enjoyment, a hint of indulgent coquettishness faintly shot out from the corners of his eyes, and his face looked handsome because of excessive indulgence... In Xiaobei's memory, his little father was rarely so submissive and "romantic" on the bed ", keep catering to him.Once in a while, the wonderful taste of fucking the big white ass made him feel endlessly, and he was crazy in love...

The next morning, for the first time ever, the two of them stayed out of bed and slept until the sun slanted through the window, filling the bed with the smell of the sun.

Grandma Meng didn't knock on the door or the window, and ignored the two bears. There were delicious cornmeal cakes on the kitchen stove.

In the main room, there is a memorial tablet of Grandma Meng's family who passed away many years ago. On the case, there are incense candles and melon and fruit snacks.Xiaobei Shaotang stood in front of the memorial tablet, and tacitly bowed three times to the old man side by side.Xiaobei said, it feels as if the two of us have returned to our hometown to "pay a visit", and I married you into the house.

Relatives in Shaotangguan Village borrowed a motorcycle and drove Xiaobei around the neighborhood.

They drove out of Mengjia Village, passed through several farmlands, and drove into a more prosperous and affluent village.Sitting on the back seat of the motorcycle, Meng Xiaobei caught a glimpse of a stone monument erected at the entrance of the village, with the inscription "Huojiaying".

Every family in the village has a courtyard and a small two-story building. In the distance, there are large dark fields and dense trees in the orchard.In the snow on the mountainside, young green shepherd's purse shoots burst out of the ground.

He Shaotang rode his motorcycle around the village for a long time, with a handful of candy in his pocket, and often had to stop to give candy to the children stuck in front of the car before he was allowed to pass.

They walked around the largest courtyard of a family at the end of the village, and saw a big boy in a padded jacket and army green trousers, carrying a small basket of wild vegetables on one shoulder, walking up the path in the mountains.

The boy also looked about fifteen or sixteen years old, and he should have been in high school. He was tall and straight, with strong browbones, and two thick black eyebrows made his face look a bit heroic.The boy looked solemn and silent, and walked up the mountain alone along the path. His lonely figure cast a slender shadow in the white snow, and the sun was just right.

Meng Xiaobei poked his head from behind Shaotang: "Are you looking for him? Who is that boy?"

Before he could wait for Shaotang to answer, he suddenly understood who that boy was.He had seen that boy in the courtyard on Yuquan Road before, that boy who was following the young master of the Chu family, holding a submachine gun and yelling to kill him majestically!

Shaotang shouted from behind: "Hey!"

The young man turned his head subconsciously, seeing their indifferent eyes, expressionless, thinking that they were foreigners asking for directions.

After calling someone, Shaotang realized that he didn't know what to say, and regretted that he didn't bring the letter directly to Chu Xun.He was very sure in his heart that his uncle would never allow Chu Ershao's love letter to be sent smoothly.I am afraid that those letters have been crushed and ashes, and will never see the light of day.

The boy's voice changed, his voice was hoarse: "What are you chasing after?"

The young man hesitated, Meng Xiaobei probed and said: "We dig shepherd's purse! I don't know where to dig it, can you show us the way!"

The young man said coldly: "You can't dig shepherd's purse in your own village? Digging vegetables from our village?"

Meng Xiaobei: "...We are from Beijing."

The boy was slightly taken aback, but did not speak.

The second youngest of the Huo family's hair was shaved short, and he carried a small shovel for digging vegetables in one hand. His waist was straight, and his figure looked cold in the white and desolate world on the mountainside. His eyes were dark and opaque.

Huo Xiaoer directed them to dig out the newly grown shepherd's purse sprouts this year.The three of them dug half of the basket silently, and Meng Xiaobei unreasonably swept away more than half of it.

Meng Xiaobei carefully wrapped the fresh shepherd's purse in a fresh-keeping bag, ready to give it away.Shaotang understood Xiaobei's slight sentimentality—they were going back to Beijing the next day.

The black-haired boy walking alone in the village, facing the setting sun, looked lonely, with a blurred golden border on his back.The end of the road in front of me is surrounded by thick fog, and the fate of the road is far away. At that time, I didn't know where my heart belongs in this life.

Shaotang and Xiaobei stood under the big locust tree at the head of the village, looking at the figures lingering in the setting sun, feeling melancholy in their hearts.

Shaotang took Xiaobei's hand and tied a scarf on his son.The two walked side by side on the road of their hometown, and a pair of shadows slowly merged together under the setting sun in the new wind...

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