60s white-eyed wolf

Brick kilns are not opened every day to burn bricks. Not only the supply of clay and fuel cannot keep up, but also manpower is a problem.The big chimney above the kiln usually emits smoke once a week, depending on the weather and whether the bricks can be dried in the shade.

Because of the terrain, and in order not to occupy the cultivated land, the brick kiln built at the foot of the hill is still some distance away from the place where the bricks are dried.The half-mile-long road was transported with adobes loaded on carts and carts.Pieces of adobe bricks were built into hollow and ventilated walls half a person's height, covered with straw or rough felt made of reeds, dried slowly in the shade, and then transported back to the kiln for firing.

When Cao Fugui walked to the drying yard, he saw Shuanzi and the others loading bricks on the wooden cart from a distance. In the cold spring weather of March, the young men were sweating hot and sweaty, wearing underwear or He was simply shirtless, with sweat stains and mud marks all over his body.

Cao Fugui shouted loudly: "Shuanzi, did you see my Aqiao?!"

As Xiao Qiao got older, he didn't like others calling him "Xiao Qiao" by his beautiful name, but his family didn't mind calling him "Xiao Qiao".

"Ah Qiao is here! He is installing a kiln inside!" Shuan Zi also raised his voice and responded.

This kid Qiao Yingnian didn't know what medicine he took wrongly, so he came to do this hard work in a muffled voice, and said that he didn't count the work points and just helped, so he was naturally much happier.Anyway, Aqiao has been working with Fugui for these years, he is popular and educated, so he can't be like him, and he has to work hard to save money to raise a baby.

Cao Fugui waved his hand in response, and hurried to the kiln.

The brick kiln is like a huge steamed bun, the light dims immediately when entering inside, there is a hole in the top of the kiln, the dim yellow sunlight shines down directly, and a faint spot of light shines underneath.

Several small workers picked up the dry bricks from the ground and piled them up to the wall of the kiln. In the sultry cave, the men took off their shirts and worked half naked.

Qiao Yingnian stood on the wooden shelf against the wall, took the bricks from below, and stacked them one by one.His slender body was naked and drenched in sweat. Under the dim sunlight, following his movements, the unobtrusive but extraordinarily powerful honey-colored muscles seemed to be jumping with oily light.

His expression was focused, his brows were tightly frowned, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared fiercely at the bricks in his hands, as if he wanted to pour out an unspeakable depression and anger on these earth, stone, mud and tiles.

However, every movement of his was extremely smooth. The bricks and stones were quickly and neatly stacked in a row in his hands. Obviously he was doing hard and tiring heavy work, but it seemed to be performing a rhythmic and vivid performance. war dance.

Standing by the door, Cao Fugui stared blankly at the young man who was "dancing" on the wooden frame. He suddenly felt hot all over, and finally realized that his little boy had grown up.

Probably aware of something, Qiao Yingnian frowned, put down the adobe in his hand, stroked his sweaty short hair, shook off the sweat casually, squinted his eyes and looked at the kiln mouth, exclaiming in amazement: "Brother? Why are you here?"

Cao Fugui was startled by his words, his whole body trembled suddenly, and he cursed inwardly, he blamed that Lu Xiaobai's face for shocking him, he was fascinated by looking at a man - or the little boy he raised at home, if this Now that people know, is Brother Fu Gui still shameless?

He collected himself, coughed, and shouted with a dry smile: "Aqiao, come down quickly! I have something to do with you."

Qiao Yingnian crouched on the shelf, squinting at him.

The young man's face has very clear lines, under the dim light and shadow, it looks like a carving, and in the slightly slender eyes, there are deep and probing gazes, faintly gloomy.

Cao Fugui blushed slightly, and cursed: "Hurry up and come down! Why come here and compete with others if you have nothing to do?"

A few small workers laughed and cursed and laughed a few words, telling Xiao Qiao not to be in a hurry, so that they would not be scolded by the rich.up

Qiao Yingnian lowered his head, lowered his eyes in response, jumped off the shelf nimbly, hesitated for a moment, walked slowly to Brother Fugui, raised his eyes, looked at him deeply, as if he had some hope, and said :"elder brother?"

"Let's go! Go out and talk. Put on your clothes, 'Winter cold is not cold, spring freezes to death' Do you understand? Don't think that you are not afraid of the wind and cold if you are strong. That educated youth Lu knows? He is so cold that he coughs and has a fever and is unconscious. Yes. You said that you don’t accept good goods, whether it’s reading books at home, or making baskets for your grandpa, why can’t you think about competing with them for coolies in this kiln, and they don’t even count for work points. I, I I don't mean to care about the two cents, I mean..."

For some reason, looking at Xiao Qiao's expectant eyes, Cao Fugui, who was always eloquent, suddenly became a little incoherent. He didn't know what he was talking about, so he just uttered a bunch of gibberish.

Cao Fugui closed his mouth annoyed, and seeing a sneaky smile in the kid's eyes, he rolled his eyes angrily at the somewhat dumbfounded little Qiao, turned his head and threw his inexplicable embarrassment and thoughts out of the sky, and grinned , Said his intention.

"Little Qiao, do me a favor." He looked around and said furtively, "Draw a picture of the clothes for me. It's the kind of jacket that young girls in provincial cities wear now, with a small waist. , hehehe..." with a look of "you understand".

The smile in Xiao Qiao's eyes was like the mist in the morning, quickly dissipating without a trace, his eyes drooped slightly, and his long and dense eyelashes cast a dim shadow under his eyes, and he whispered: "... …good."

Cao Fugui was overjoyed, and happily patted the boy on the shoulder, and comforted him: "Don't worry, I'll help you find a wife when Nong grows up. With my method, I'm sure you can catch her!"

Qiao Yingnian put on her own clothes, did not respond to his words, lowered her head and asked, "It's for...that Cailing again?"

Cao Fugui patted him on the head, and scolded with a smile: "Little Chi, no matter how big or small, she is called Sister Cailing! In the future, maybe I will call her sister-in-law!"

Qiao Yingnian paused and clenched his fists tightly. After a while, he said in a hoarse voice with difficulty: "...Okay. Brother, I will listen to you."

The strength in his whole body was not exhausted in the exhausting brick kiln, and his chest felt ecstatically depressed, as if a pile of magma was tumbling and about to spew out.He tried his best to lock his heart tightly, covering it with layers of cold and hard rock.

As long as there is a little indulgence, these hot lava that can destroy everything will erupt and burn away all the happiness in the present.

It will also ruin his rich brother.

Just joking around, Cao Fugui still cared about his sad "broken love" elder sister in his heart, and hurriedly took Xiao Qiao home.

Back home, Yingzi had already returned to her own room. She heard her elder brother knock on the door, and it took her a while to open the door. Her eyes were a little red and swollen, but she was in good spirits.

Cao Fugui couldn't speak directly, so he beat around the bush and said a few words of concern, but the girl just nodded and responded lightly, refusing to say anything.

Brother Dang's claws were numb, and after thinking about it for a long time, he came up with a trick.

"...That's right, that's right, that's it. If you close it a bit, your waist will look thinner. Hey, it would look nice if the collar is enlarged like this. Xiao Qiao, you have beautiful hands, and they will come in handy in the future!"

Cao Fugui looked at Xiao Qiao's detailed description of the clothes according to his dictation, which were beautiful but not too eye-catching, and smiled happily.

Originally, he planned to make a new dress for Cai Ling, but now his eldest sister is sad and sad, bored at home and feels wronged, so he can't care about pleasing the young lady, of course the younger sister is the first.

What kind of thing is love, love, fart, scolding that bastard according to his mind, and then eating and drinking, whoever leaves can't live?What's more, Yingzi obviously didn't talk to that boy, and Lu Yongnan likes men, and it's even more impossible for a girl to suffer from his "loss". If this mud pit hasn't been stepped on, it's really time to let him celebrate with ten strings of Baizi cannons. sad?

The thoughts of the little girls, tsk!It is really difficult to understand.

Fortunately, his brother Fugui still has a little trick. He made a beautiful dress for the elder sister to wear beautifully. I don't care about educated youths!

"... Tell me, what color suits Yingzi?" Fugui scratched his head in some annoyance and asked Xiaoqiao.

"Isn't this for sister Cailing?" Xiao Qiao raised her head in astonishment, feeling overjoyed.

"Say more, talk again! Oh, your sister Yingzi..."

Cao Fugui frowned, thought for a while, and quietly told Xiao Qiao what he saw today.This brat has always been serious, telling him can also help him come up with ideas and teach Lu Yongnan that bastard a lesson.

Xiao Qiao's eyes gradually widened when she heard this, and her face changed a lot. She never expected... Lu Zhiqing, he, he is actually "that kind of person"!

"...Tell me, does this kid owe a lesson? Since he doesn't like women, why did he provoke my good girl? You really don't have a good heart!"

Cao Fugui scolded bitterly, turned his head and discussed with the brat humbly, how can we teach Lu Yongnan a lesson?

In the past few years, the little brat has followed him around to receive goods and do "business". He is better than blue when he is blue. He always uses insidious tricks to deal with the enemy. He makes people lose their money and beg for forgiveness, and they have to knock out their teeth and swallow their blood. Quite a bit of the "style" of "Qiao Yingnian" brother in his dream.

"Brother, according to what you're saying, he knows his... that 'temper', and if he rejects Miss Yingzi straight away, he's still a good character. It's better than cheating people into a trap!"

Qiao Yingnian stood up and poured Brother Fugui a cup of chrysanthemum tea to calm him down. He quietly looked at his expression and asked softly, "Brother, I'm just wondering, why do you think he doesn't like women?"

Brother Fugui snorted angrily, and said triumphantly: "Don't you understand? I tell you, since ancient times, there have been many men who like women, and there are quite a few men who like men, and there are even more men who like both men and women." It's gone. Even many emperors in ancient times liked men! This is all natural, nothing unusual.

You're right, even if Lu Yongnan hasn't broken his core, if he likes men, he dares to lie to Yingzi, let me see if I don't kill him! "

Xiao Qiao nodded, stared closely at his eyes, and asked again: "Brother, tell me, how does he know that he doesn't like women?"

"You need to ask such a thing?" Cao Fugui sneered, "Look at Shuanzi and the others, men want to marry wives as soon as they reach the age, and they are in heat day and night, just like the pigs raised in the old wine man's pen." Like Montenegro', spitting foam and throwing herself on her mother with all her heart.

Hey hey hey!If the big men don't have the slightest thought about women, then they are either 'temper' crooked, or they are eunuchs. ’ he replied firmly.

However, a trace of doubt suddenly crossed his mind.

Damn, all these years... it seems like he hasn't paid much attention to little girls?If grandma and second aunt hadn't urged him to marry a wife, he really didn't have the heart to sleep with a little girl.

Even in a dream... No, Te Niang, where did he ever have a dream? Wuhen!The dream was full of the frightening nightmares of that bastard "Qiao Yingnian".Occasionally, he is a little bit fragrant, but the next moment is full of blood and flesh, and he is considered strong if he is not wilted.

Cao Fugui glanced at Xiao Qiao, who was staring at him, and turned his head with a guilty conscience for some reason: "Well, what, I'll go to 'make clothes' first, you, help me keep an eye on your sister Yingzi, and That bastard Lu Yongnan, don't let them get together again and hurt your sister Yingzi's heart again.

Hmph, beat up that little boy, and leave his nose bruised and swollen for a few months, probably Yingzi won't like it anymore... Eh?No, Yingzi of our family is not such a superficial person, maybe seeing him in a miserable state and becoming 'maternal', if we really get together by then, wouldn't it be like shooting yourself in the foot? "

Qiao Yingnian looked at him deeply, and suddenly smiled: "Brother, don't worry, leave it to me! I will keep an eye on Lu Yongnan and make sure that he won't have a chance to provoke Miss Yingzi again."