Bandit [strong]

After dinner, the old man went downstairs for a snack as usual, accompanied by Shao Jun and Luo Qiang.

Shao Jun wandered around under the wisteria trellis, watering the flowers and plants.His grandfather and some old chess friends gathered around a stone table to play chess.

Those old men are also veteran cadres in this compound, who have retired from the army or institutions.A group of old guys usually have nothing to do. They gather in the yard every evening to catch opponents and play chess. They can't stay home for several hours, but they are addicted.

The old guys were breathing and chatting while playing chess.

"Recently, the central government issued another document, which finally said something, asking local governments to do their best to take care of the lives of retired veteran cadres."

"It's time to mention this, the most bastard! The medical insurance is cut like this, and the bullshit people don't show their faces to say a word during the holidays. Sooner or later, we old guys are all dead..."

"What's the price of milk powder recently? Is pork still affordable? My whole family has converted to Muslims."

"His grandma's..."

Mr. Gu was holding a chess piece in his palm today, until the bones and joints of his hand turned white, and he was full of murderous intent. He killed two games in a row, and they were all in the middle game.

All the chess players could see that this master had a bad face today, and there was a restrained anger on the Yintang, and he didn't chat with anyone, as if he wanted to raise his gun and shoot someone to death.

The old man who was sitting opposite was not thinking very well, so he picked up the chess piece and put it down again.

Mr. Gu grabbed the other party's wrist: "You picked it up, and you put it back?"

The old man said, "I haven't settled yet."

Mr. Gu said: "If you start something, it counts, and you can't put it back!"

The other party couldn't hold back anymore, and was not happy: "I said why are you so hypocritical today, so I put it back and what's the matter?"

Mr. Gu raised his eyebrows and raised his eyes, and growled: "You regret your game! You're playing tricks on me!"

A few old guys, playing chess, almost quarreled, their faces were flushed, they were about to have a heart attack, no one would give in, and they would not let go.

The guards from both families ran over, embarrassed, not knowing how to persuade them.Older people are sometimes difficult to deal with like children, willful and stubborn, love to compete, and all of them are not smooth-tempered people.

Luo Qiang took away the cigarette, walked over slowly, and said: "A lame horse jumped back without jumping over the river, let it jump back, don't we still have cars and guns here?"

The family left in a bad mood and stopped playing with this man, so the old man held back his breath and pointed at him: "Boy surnamed Luo, come here, sit down, I will fight with you."

The corners of Luo Qiang's mouth twitched, and he said with a smile: "My level is too bad, I can't kill you."

The old man snorted: "All of you are here, and you have killed me right under my nose, so you dare not play chess with me?"

The two of them sat down, the pawns rearranged their chariots, horses and cannons, and began to kill.

Immediately, the old man found out that Luo Qiang was modest, he was not weak in chess, he had a clear mind, and it was rare to make a move like the wind, with a decisive momentum, no grinding, and no regrets.

A group of old guys around looked at the situation, and the old and the young fought, so they all stood behind Luo Qiang consciously, and rushed to make another move.

"Pawn, pawn!"

"When you have time, eat his face!"

Luo Qiang thought to himself, don't fucking give me a blind trick, I thank you!The old man just held his breath. If he wants to checkmate me, let the old man let out this breath. He will be comfortable today.

Luo Qiang saw it for real, the old man was just an old child playing with his temper, and the prestige of the parents still needs to be displayed.With a little steamed bun in front of his eyes, grandpa can't really fight with his grandson and uncle, roll up his sleeves, and just kill the juniors on the chessboard with arrogance.

After all, the old man is retired and stays at home. He has been grinding chess records for many years. He is scheming, shows his power in the middle and back games, dispatches troops to kill the Yellow River, and chases Luo Qiang until he has nowhere to run.

Mr. Gu overturned Luo Qiang's handsome seat with a cannonball, snatched the chess piece from Luo Qiang's face, and held it firmly in the palm of his hand, as if taking back his most beloved treasure from Luo Qiang's arms. willing to let go.

Lines emerged from the corners of Luo Qiang's eyes, and he looked at the old man meaningfully: "Have fun, kill another game?"

The old man looked at Luo Qiang: "Boy, did you often play chess?"

Luo Qiang nodded: "Go down."

The old man: "Who are you playing chess with at home?"

Luo Qiang said: "I played chess with my dad before, but my dad doesn't like to see me, and he doesn't like to play chess with me. From now on, if you always have this kind of leisure, wait for me, I will accompany you to kill."

The old man looked at Luo Qiang, and said coldly: "I can't kill a few wooden chess pieces. I have killed real swords and guns. Boy, can you afford it? Do you dare to come?"

Luo Qiang was not afraid, and faced it calmly. The two stared straight at each other. What they cared about and loved in their hearts was the same person.

The security guards on duty in the reception room, even the little soldiers, used the stereo to play songs. It happened to be a CD of classic old songs from the 80s.

"What about royal power and wealth,

Afraid of the rules and regulations,

May forever be,

Follow my sweetheart.

Ai Liai, Ai Lian Yi, may this life always be with you, may this life always be with you..."

Shao Jun twisted his hips easily, never before, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, watering the flowers with a big watering can, humming along with the music, wishing to be with you forever in this life...

The old man's eyes were full of tangled and uncomfortable lines. He looked at Luo Qiang deeply, unable to speak, his heart was about to be dug out and crushed.

In the evening, Shao Jun's grandfather took him out and asked the child to go to the supermarket to buy soy sauce and vinegar.

How could Shao Jun play soy sauce at his grandfather's house?He is a good-for-nothing young master who opens his mouth and stretches out his hand when he wants to eat.Their nannies don't care about this kind of errand work, they just let Xiaobing Danzi go out to buy.

Shao Jun spread his hands and said, "Grandpa, what kind of soy sauce should I buy, and which brand, I don't know how to buy it."

Shao Jun blinked at Luo Qiang and asked Luo Qiang to accompany him. Grandpa stopped with his eyes and said in a low voice, "Go by yourself."

Luo Qiang understood that the old man was here for him, so he closed his eyes slightly to Shao Jun, and went, the old man alone could cover him.

That day, the old man invited Luo Qiang into the study, closed the door tightly, and had a long private conversation.

Outsiders are never allowed to enter the old guy's study room, even the child's grandma doesn't usually set foot in this room.In the study, there is an old boxwood table, sofa chairs, bookshelves leading to the roof on all sides, full of books.The outsiders didn't know what the two of them were talking about, they only saw that when the two came out, their faces were extremely dignified, their expressions were resolute, and they were silent.

There is a large photo album in the old man's study room, which specially keeps small black and white and color photos of Shao Jun before he was ten years old.Little Jun Jun shaved his head and sat in the yard wearing open crotch pants, eating his fingers, and proudly showing a set of big balls in the open crotch pants; when he grows bigger, Shao Jun wears a pink plush ball hat, fur coat and The one with small leather shoes, the one who pouts and loses his temper, the one who climbed to the top of the wisteria shelf and couldn’t get up and down, and cried loudly; there are also the artistic photos that his mother took the children to a professional photo studio every year, which were considered fashionable and high-end stuff in those days, old photos He also used dyeing techniques to paint his red face and lips, and took pictures every year, keeping the traces of Shao Jun's growth every year from one year old to ten years old.

This is the family's treasure to Shao Jun.

Shao Jun later heard that his grandfather untied his gun in the study that day, took out a copper bullet from the gun, wrapped it up, and put it in a photo album box, solemnly, in front of Luo Qiang.

The old man told Luo's second son, this bullet, I put it in this photo album, I will keep an eye on you!You bastard and unscrupulous brat, what should you do in the future, decide for yourself, don't let me live to use this gun against you one day.

Shao Jun came back with four bottles of soy sauce.

Grandpa looked at it: "Why do you buy four bottles?"

Shao Jun said, "You didn't tell me how many bottles to buy."

Grandpa looked at the big baby helplessly: "How many bottles of soy sauce do you think me and your grandma can eat in a month?"

Shao Jun spread his hands innocently: "Then I went into the supermarket, and I didn't know which one to buy! I picked the most expensive Japanese brand, and then I took a bottle of the cheapest one, just right, compare the two bottles, the expensive one What’s the difference between the cheap ones! A bottle of marinade juice, and a bottle of the shopping guide lady who kept pushing me, straw mushrooms are very fresh steamed fish in soy sauce, you and grandma can steam fish at home!”

"Where is Luo Qiang, Luo Qiang will not wait for me when he leaves?"

"I'll come back with some soy sauce right now, where is Luo Qiangren?!"

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Shao Jun had another meal of braised noodles at his grandpa's house in the evening, and finally came here, so he left ashamed, and had to sleep at his grandpa's house as usual.

The building where the old man's house is located is the best one on the inner side of the chief courtyard. Their house is a duplex residence with the first floor and the second floor connected. The large windows leading to the north and south are bright and clean.

Shao Jun accompanied his grandfather to watch the news broadcast and the feature film on the military channel, chatted with his grandma, took a few books from his grandfather, and went back to his room.Shao Jun's room is on the second floor. There is a photo of mother and child on the bedside, and on the wall are the certificates Shao Jun got from the school when he was a middle school student.

After reading the foreign military strategy research books collected by my grandfather, I was bored, and when I called Luo Qiang, no one answered, Shao Jun left the book and went to the guest bathroom to take a shower.The house where the old man lives is decorated in a traditional and old-fashioned way. There is no spacious and fashionable large bathtub or transparent glass sliding door in the bathroom. It is just an ordinary shower head, and the shower curtain is pulled to block the view.

Shao Jun scrubbed his skin vigorously, lowered his head to wash the beautiful and warm baby, put one leg up on the armrest, and rubbed his feet.

"Love even if you die!

Not incisive and unhappy!

Only in this way is it enough to confess how deep the feelings are!

Love to die!

Don't cry until you smile..."

In the middle of Shao Jun humming, the bathroom door rang, and when he looked up, the shower curtain was suddenly ripped open from the outside!

Shao Jun was stunned, the next line of lyrics got stuck in his throat, he sang out of tune, and then he was tightly pulled into his arms by two arms, rubbing, and a suffocating heat wave rose from the cramped hut...

Shao Jun was on the ground with one leg, unable to control his balance, his feet slipped, his whole weight was hanging on Luo Qiang, hugging him, the two of them were short of breath.

Shao Jun was dumbfounded and cursed: "You, your mother, I'm taking a shower!"

Luo Qiang rubbed his reddish skin with two big hands: "I know you took a bath..."

"How did you get in?"

"That's how it came in."

"It's past ten o'clock, and the big iron gates are closed. The sentry at the gate let you in?"

"I didn't go through the big iron gate."

Luo Qiang was hoarse, and a deep laughter came out of his chest: "I climbed over the back wall and climbed up from the balcony..."

Shao Jun cursed in a low voice: "Let the sentry find out, and shoot you!"

The floor of the bathroom was covered with water, and the two of them were covered with water from head to face, hugging each other tightly, panting heavily, the sound of fiery and restless breathing forced out from every pore of the skin, steaming between the eyes and nose, sucking hard, The two tongues entangled vigorously.

Both of them yearn for each other too much, especially on a day like today, when seeing parents have passed the most difficult level, they want to put their arms around each other and take a closer look at each other.Shao Jun reached into Luo Qiang's clothes with one hand, and touched the hot muscles. The waist of the suit trousers was pulled down, and the wild jungle area was faintly exposed at the edge.Luo Qiang pressed Shao Jun against the tiled wall and squeezed. Shao Jun struggled, subconsciously pulling on the shower curtain with one hand!

With a bang, he ripped off the shower curtain and the rod hanging it.

The child's grandma heard the movement, and asked in the corridor: "Junjun, what's wrong?"

Shao Jun pulled his tongue out of Luo Qiang's mouth and replied, "I'm fine!"

Grandma asked: "You tossed the pole again? Shall I come in and install it for you?"

Shao Jun blocked the door abruptly, panting, "No! No!...I..."

Luo Qiang pushed him against the door, bit the skin of the back of his neck from behind, and sucked obsessively...

From the guest bathroom to Shao Jun's room, through the corridor, there was still such a distance, the two of them didn't know how to pass by.Shao Jun was wrapped in a big towel, his legs were bare, and he tried his best to block the people behind him. He crawled into the room from the wall. If you looked carefully, you could see that Shao Jun was wrapped in a big towel like a Tang Dynasty woman's tube top. Wrapping a person, two wet trousers and leather shoes stick out from under the towel tube skirt.

That night, Luo Qiang slept on the big bed in Shao Jun's room in the chief courtyard of the military region, at Mr. Gu's house.

The house where my grandfather lives is a relatively new building that has only been moved in in the last ten years.Shao Guogang, the real uncle, never had the chance to spend the night at this house.

The wooden bed in Shao Jun's room looks quite old-fashioned and is more than 20 years old, and it has not been thrown away.In this bed, Shao Jun slept with his mother when he was a child, and he even had a little Oedipus complex.Now, her mother is gone, and she is sleeping with Luo Qiang on the same bed.

The two were tightly hidden under the quilt, lying on their sides, facing each other, their bodies entangled, every deep breath, every time their limbs exerted force and their muscles collided, it was like a ZUO love rejuvenated after the doomsday, and their eyes met deeply.Luo Qiang separated Shao Jun's legs, put one leg on his shoulder, and suddenly wedged his hip bone into Shao Jun's hip from bottom to top, forcing Shao Jun to lean back.

Luo Qiang hit it once and for all, and the strong bulge pierced extremely sensitively. Shao Jun took a breath, bit the quilt, and trembled all over.Luo Qiang intentionally and slowly grinds the most comfortable place for Shao Jun, with a sense of fullness in his thick Jing body, scratching the fragile wall of Chang, and poking at the position of Qiang's prostate.Luo Qiang bit Shao Jun's neck artery.Shao Jun's whole body trembled, as if electrified, and he cried out unbearably.The sound was muffled in the thick quilt with suppressed and exciting stimulation, which made him spray violently, without any warning, refreshing and dripping, spraying on Luo Qiang's lower abdomen, arousing Luo Qiang to attack more ferociously...

A quilt wriggled violently, the body moved and twisted underneath, and then suddenly let out loose and loose, the violent collision turned into a thick and long gasp, and a quiet and long deep kiss.

Luo Qiang didn't pull out the CHU immediately, but stayed in Shao Jun's body, rubbing it lightly, which made Shao Jun feel very comfortable, and there was a tingling sensation behind him.Shao Jun's legs were wrapped around Luo Qiang's waist, and his rough XIA body rubbed against each other a few times, yearning for the unique smell in each other's skin.

Luo Qiang covered Shao Jun's head with a big palm, rubbed the still damp hair, looked at the person deeply, thought about it, and occasionally felt dazed, and couldn't believe that the person in front of him was too beautiful.

Shao Jun remembered, and asked, "Second brother, my grandpa had a little chat with you, what did you say?"

Luo Qiang said: "Whisper."

Shao Jun pinched Luo Qiang's neck and shook: "Tell me quickly, what did you two say without telling me!"

Luo Qiang pulled Shao Jun's hand away, and scolded in a very arrogant way: "Don't ask me what the old man said."

Shao Jun pinched Luo Qiang's big bird, and said with disdain: "My grandfather told you to live with me well? Are you scared? From now on, listen to the greetings of the third master honestly."

Luo Qiang was pinched, and he grabbed Shao Jun's waist and punched him hard, "The old man told me that I will take good care of you and love you well in the future."

"Well……"

"Why are you so hard again?"

"You...you didn't come here like you...you dig the ground with your big pickaxe?!"

"Um... um..."

Shao Jun's eyes gradually lost his focus, and he grasped the bedside railing with both hands in vain. In the collision after another, his fingers knocked over the small photo on the bedside...

In the early morning of the next day, just after dawn, there was a commotion in the bed, and the two hugged their heads and kissed reluctantly.

Luo Qiang hurriedly put on his trousers, and Shao Jun buttoned his clothes. The high-end pure wool suit was wrinkled after soaking in the bath water last night, and it was completely ruined.

Shao Jun said, "Climb the wall and be careful, don't let the sentries see you."

Luo Qiang snorted, meaning to say: Child, I underestimated your man again.

Shao Jun was still worried, and the mother-in-law said, "If someone gets caught, just call my grandfather's name and say that you are our family member!..."

Luo Qiang grinned happily, put his tongue around Shao Jun's mouth, and sucked hard.

Luo Qiang climbed out from the balcony on the second floor, his movements were nimble, and the hazy golden morning sun was reflected in his back.

The downstairs door rang, and the old man was dressed neatly, carrying a small army green canvas satchel, an old bag that was often used in the army, and went out.

The old man went to the Cemetery of the Revolutionary Martyrs in the western suburbs. Walking in the cemetery surrounded by pine branches and cypresses and piled up with yellow flowers, he saw a figure in a green military cap and trousers sitting in front of a tombstone in the distance.

His old comrade-in-arms, the old regiment leader, was sitting on the stone steps, playing the accordion alone, shaking his body as the piano box opened and closed, and his left hand was missing two fingers.

Hanging on the tombstone is a small oval black and white photo of a handsome young military officer smiling under the shade of cypress and pine branches, his eyes shining brightly under the big-brimmed hat.

The old head looked up and said with a smile: "Old guy, why are you here today?"

The old general snorted and said, "I know you must be here. I'll come to check the post and see what you two are doing stealing cats."

The old head of the group said: "It's the holidays, I'll come over to see my wife, and then come to see him and sing him some songs."

The old general took off his hat and bowed three times in front of the tombstone with a solemn expression.

"A little white poplar, little white poplar, grows beside the outpost.

The roots are deep, the stems are strong, and they watch over the northern border.

The breeze blows and the green leaves rustle, and the sun makes the green leaves shine silver.

Little Baiyang, little Baiyang, also wears a green military uniform.

Guard the border with me.

Come on, come on, come on, come on..."

Mr. Gu sat on the steps, listening to his comrades singing, one after another, the faces that had passed away in his memory became alive again, very moving, like proud and tall poplar trees standing in the mountains Evergreen...

"Dacheng, I still remember that there were three of us in the same brigade, my box cannon, I'll take care of you, you big knife."

"Hmph, when the three of us fought and fought, I still remember the losses we suffered! You old guy's tough temper is really unpopular. I was annoying you back then!"

"A steel helmet with a hole pierced by a gun holds a scoop of rainwater, and the three of us drink it separately..."

"We agreed at the beginning that whoever comes back alive must come back alive, and whoever celebrates the festival, come and pour a bowl of wine for the brothers and sing a military song."

The old man had deep eyes, and suddenly asked in a hoarse voice: "Dacheng, if he hadn't sacrificed back then, he would still be alive, you two..."

The old group leader smiled indifferently and said: "If he is still here, he wouldn't have such a small face in the photo. He has to be the same as me, the youngest guy with squeezy eyes, I can't see it!"

The old man remained silent, looking at the people in the small statue on the tombstone, his heart was filled with emotion.

The old leader closed the accordion, took out a bundle of bound small yellow flowers from his handbag, and placed them neatly in front of the tombstone. The yellow flowers set off a heroic smile.

The sound of the accordion sounded melodiously again, and the singing voices of high and low husky majestic men echoed in the pine forest.

The golden sun shrouded the cemetery, the warm wind blew past, and the sky would grow old if there was love, and the scenery in the world was infinitely beautiful.

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[The online serial version of "The Bandits: Extra Episodes at the End of the End" is over, thanks to the genuine readers for their support!Address:] The author has something to say: Today is finally officially over, I am very excited and happy, and finally heaving a sigh of relief, quickly throw myself down and hug everyone.

Writing this article has received a lot of encouragement and support from readers, and I am very happy. The whole process of writing the article is also a whole process of struggling with brain pain and joy. I think about the plot every day, suffer from countless insomnia, and lose a lot of hair. Thinking about intense feelings or warmth The plot of the yellow storm came out with bright eyes and then hid behind the screen and covered your mouth. I can’t wait to see everyone screaming at the tsunami and rolling in the text, so I don’t want to tell you how happy it is o(≧v≦)o~

This article has been conceived for two months and written for more than three months. It is precisely because of the readers' expectations for the second brother Junjun that the warden has a little pressure to write this story carefully and carefully. I am very happy and touched, come to the group to touch (hey, it is almost muddy after touching it a few times!) The story of the brothers and sisters of the Luo family has come to an end here, and I will write about the uniform and strong, which should be a brand new story.The second elder brother Jun Juntaro Cheng Cheng, the four are all characters that I love very much, no matter how close or close they are, each of them is a character full of shining points, and I have blood on my face, and each of them is alive.I also hope that readers will enjoy the process of following and reading articles, and love more every day!

In addition, I am especially grateful to the loving readers who came to Jinjiang to follow the article and support the original version. Thank you for your duck necks, comments, spring bamboo shoots, and mine tickets. Because of your support, Momo will continue to write for you.

The two articles of "Police Officer" and "Bandit" will be published together. The time is about the end of this month. I will write an additional one or two warm and violent small episodes for the customized version. Please pay attention to the announcement of the Weibo Q group.In addition, readers remember to bookmark my column, and the website will automatically send customized notifications to you.

I will rest for a while to conceive new articles, and I hope everyone will continue to support.Our slogan needs to be slightly revised again. The latest slogan is "Love Erguo, Love Junjun, Love Momo, Love Life!" Hahahaha, see you in the new article~~(≧▽≦)/~

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