muddy boy

On the way back, Old Chen was in a good mood, sitting in the passenger seat, eating fire and drinking Coke, and talking about driving, which surprised Zhang Xun and Chen Linhu.

He was still full of energy when he arrived downstairs in the family courtyard, and the two partnered to persuade him to go back. That afternoon, the Chen family's mahjong table was set up again.

Unit [-], which had been under pressure for a long time, returned to temperature. Chen Linhu was relieved to see that his grandfather was able to gallop on the poker field again. He packed his family's food and drink, took his tablet and went to the second floor.

Zhang Xun got up early in the morning and worked hard for a long time. When he came back, he fell asleep and woke up just now. He was staring at the sofa and fighting with the cat. He heard Chen Linhu open the door: "Is the old man okay? I'm here."

"It's good. I just set up the mahjong table. Ding Yule and his grandma galloped into my house. Their movements are more agile than Ding Yule's." Chen Linhu was also in a good mood, and he talked more unconsciously. Zhang Xun shook, "My grandfather made the bean paste buns himself, do you want to eat?"

"It's a bit idle for you to talk about it," Zhang Xun fished out the bag and took out a bean paste bun, and took a bite, "It tastes good!"

Chen Linhu kicked Zhang Xun's leg on the armrest of the sofa as he was lying sideways to signal him to give up his seat: "Seeing that you don't eat much at noon, I guess the mutton soup tastes too strong and you don't like it."

In fact, it was not only because of the taste, but also because of the words he said to Old Chen while driving, which made Zhang Xun feel a little bit overwhelmed.

What a good man, Zhang Xun felt chest tight when he thought of how such a happy little old man would feel when he knew about his grandson.

But Zhang Xun didn't intend to say this to Chen Linhu, it wasn't necessary, he could only upset himself with this horny bastard.

"Who are you, come up and compete with the owner for a seat." Zhang Xun refused to give way, lying lazily without understanding, with a fat cat on his stomach, "Go, bring my cigarettes and lighter."

Chen Linhu didn't like it, so he grabbed Zhang Xun's ankle with one hand and pulled up his loose sweatpants with the other, revealing a well-proportioned calf: "You don't want to move unless I come up, do you? Command me when you see me."

His feet were scratched, and Chen Linhu grabbed his ankles when he wanted to hide. Zhang Xun kicked his legs while laughing. The fat cat ran away angrily, and nearly dropped the half-eaten red bean paste bun: "Tired brother, I climbed up early in the morning." Woke up, it’s not like you didn’t know that you were writing the manuscript last night in the middle of the night.”

The palm of the hand made the ankle bone lightly squeezed, and the memory of grasping Zhang Xun's ankle for the first time emerged again. Compared with the hazy throbbing at that time, the feeling now is clearer and stronger.

Chen Linhu's heart was soft and hot from the heat, so he didn't want to scratch him anymore, he unscrewed the bottle of orange juice and handed it to him: "Let's talk after we finish eating."

Zhang Xun quickly withdrew his foot from his hand to make room for him.It feels like my body tenses up involuntarily just a few times. This is a heartless brat, always trying to tease him.

After eating two more red bean paste buns, Zhang Xun felt his stomach full. He joked, "When we first met, Duan Qiao and I felt that you were not quite like Uncle Chen, and now we don't even think so. The old man loves to eat. You still have a good temper when you laugh, you said why you are like a firecracker, learn more from your grandfather."

Chen Linhu sat down on the sofa, which was small. Zhang Xun leaned his head on one armrest and bent his legs. Chen Linhu pulled the other leg to rest on his lap. Hearing this, he raised his eyebrows: "I'm not good?"

"How should I put it?" Zhang Xun poured orange juice, "You are very useful as a murder weapon, Zhen Zhai."

Chen Lin picked up his calf angrily and took a bite.

"Bite!" Zhang Xun bared his teeth, and raised his hand to slap him, "Bite again! How many times have I said it, if I don't listen to it, I will pay you back!"

Chen Linhu lowered his head generously and put his head closer: "What's the matter?"

As soon as he lowered his head, the collar on the back of his neck turned up. From Zhang Xun's angle, he could see the skin under the black cloth, and the beautiful lines of his back were stretched and buried in the black.

"Sooner or later, you will be beaten." Zhang Xun squeezed his hands from neck to back, and rubbed Chen Linhu's hair, "You have to break both of your tiger teeth."

Chen Linhu couldn't help laughing, and leaned over to kiss him, not taking Zhang Xun's threat seriously at all: "What happened to my teeth?"

"Sharp," Zhang Xun said, "sharp people."

Chen Linhu said "Oh": "Why do you always rub my tiger teeth when you kiss me?"

Zhang Xun's preference was exposed, and he pressed the back of Chen Linhu's head and pressed his mouth in anger: "Shut up, you!"

"Hmm." Chen Linhu replied vaguely, touching along the leg of Zhang Xun's trousers that was pressing on his leg, and lightly scratching the inner side with his fingertips.

The other hand didn't stop, and touched the side waist a few times indiscriminately, impatiently broke in from the top of the sweatpants, and skillfully greeted the second-in-command boy on Zhang Xun's body.

Zhang Xun tensed up all over. He was surprised to find that Chen Linhu's technique had improved by leaps and bounds during this period, and he was a little embarrassed within two strokes. When he realized it, Chen Linhu was half kneeling and caged above him.

"The whole body is full of switches?" Chen Linhu pulled Zhang Xun's legs away, with a little teasing in his voice, "Brother Xun?"

"You fucking..." Zhang Xun cursed angrily, not to be outdone, pulling him down by the waist.

Chen Linhu was caught off guard and pulled to stand next to him. Zhang Xun grabbed his switch unceremoniously, and slid his other hand to caress his back.

This instinctive competition brought about a sense of indulgence, with the smell of the other party on the lips, tongue, mouth and nose, and the sweet and sour orange juice and the crazy feeling were shared at the same time.

Breathing hot in a short time, the blood all over his body was hot, the time in front of Chen Linhu's eyes was shaking, and Zhang Xun's hand was floating with him, his whole body seemed to be electrified.

He bit Zhang Xun's chest and crushed it with the tip of his teeth. Zhang Xun made a crackling sound in his throat, and the hand on Chen Linhu's shoulder suddenly curled up, and it took a moment for him to let go with a breath.

The two nestled together on the sofa, the ups and downs of their chests gradually calmed down, Chen Linhu's profile was pressed against Zhang Xun's cheek, Zhang Xun turned his head, and lazily kissed Chen Linhu's ear, hair and cheek.

"It's so hot," Zhang Xun teased maliciously, "Can't you do it, Huzi, it's like a lump of carbon."

Chen Linhu turned his face and squinted at him, grabbed his little buddy: "Aren't you hot?"

"I've noticed how you've been acting like a hooligan recently," Zhang Xun clicked his tongue, "I don't worry about others when I see you."

There was a "meow" from the side, and the two of them stood up and looked at the door, and the fat cat was staring at them.

Human shame sometimes arrives after everything is done. The two got up from the sofa after tidying up, deeply feeling that this place cannot stay any longer, so they quickly took a fighting bath and moved to the bedroom to paralyze with.

Feeling guilty, Zhang Xun opened a bag of snacks for Fat Mao to seal, and then wandered to the toilet to wash himself.

Chen Linhu was in the bedroom watching the top-ranked comics on various platforms, Zhang Xun came back with two bottles of Coke and cigarettes, sat on the bed, and stroked Chen Linhu's hair: "What are you blowing, it's still wet. "

"It's hot, it'll be dry in a while." Chen Linhu grabbed his ankle and climbed up his calf.

"Don't," Zhang Xun's back suddenly went numb, and he quickly moved his legs away, "I wanted to talk just now, tell each other how you touch like a mad dog, if you continue like this, I will make you peel off sooner or later."

Chen Linhu was stunned for a moment, feeling overjoyed, he raised his hand to pull the elastic band of his trousers: "Let me see how worn it is."

"Damn!" Zhang Xun blocked his paws, smiled angrily and wanted to give him a kick, "You're a rascal, Chen Linhu, why are you so dirty when you have thick eyebrows and big eyes? Wait a minute, don't rub your hair on me , take a towel and wipe it off."

Taking a dry towel, Chen Linhu sat on the carpet with his back facing Zhang Xun. Zhang Xun sat on the bed, biting a cigarette, and rubbed his tiger's head with a dry towel.

The movement of wiping was very gentle, and Chen Linhu's nerves were relaxed from the moment he stepped into the second floor. While looking at the tablet, he said, "I really don't look like my grandfather, because we are not related by blood."

Zhang Xun stopped wiping his hair and hesitated, "What do you mean?"

"It's not my own," Chen Linhu said disapprovingly, "My dad was brought here by my grandma. When her ex-husband died of illness, my dad was still young. The orphans and widows were always bullied. My grandma was also called Kefu by the people around her, so she brought me here in a fit of anger. Dad left and set up a stall near the Cultural Palace to sell breakfast, so I met my grandfather."

"Just married Uncle Chen." Zhang Xun smiled.

"Well, at that time, my grandfather's family disagreed. At first, they thought my grandma was carrying an oil bottle and didn't have any formal job. Later, for some reason, the fortune teller said that her fate was not good. Anyway, she just looked down on her." Chen Linhu explained, "My grandfather ignored all of this and married my grandma under pressure. The two lived a good life, and the family finally accepted it. There was a period of time when the quarrel was very stiff."

At that time, Chen Mingli was a standard high-quality young man with a solid job, cultured, funny, and a good handwriting. He would write articles for the radio station. The family originally wanted to find a girl who was well-matched, but it turned out that something happened It became like this, of course he was half dead with anger.

Especially at that time when the ideas were relatively conservative and old-fashioned, the marriage between Chen Mingli and Zhao Xuemin was enough for the work unit and family members to gossip for half a year, and the family probably felt ashamed.

Zhang Xun sighed in his heart, and admired the old Chen Tou. Seeing that Chen Linhu didn't seem to be in conflict, he knew that he regarded the old Chen Tou as his own grandfather from the bottom of his heart, and it had nothing to do with whether he was close to him or not.

"Then why is your grandma gone?" Zhang Xun asked softly.

"I heard from my dad that he met a pickpocket when he was going out, and she found out that she stole her wallet. In a hurry, he pushed my grandma to the ground and hit her on the ground." Chen Linhu thought for a while, "I must have been pregnant for several months at that time. They were quite big, and when they were sent to the hospital, both adults and children were gone.”

Zhang Xun was speechless.

A few days have passed since the good days, and the new life has not yet been born, but people just disappear.

Fate is really merciless, some people seem to be born to suffer.

"My grandfather has been sad for several years, but my father was not very old at that time, and he had to eat and go to school, and my grandfather had to support him to bring him up." Chen Linhu felt uncomfortable when he said this, "I didn't get married again, It has been until now. So my dad and he are choking on each other, and my grandfather is really angry and he will wilt."

"It's not easy," Zhang Xun also sighed, and threw the towel away. Balabala, Chen Linhu, whose hair was almost dry, pulled his head and made him lean back, took off the cigarette and kissed him on the forehead, "Your father really hurts." you."

Chen Linhu said "Yes": "He said that a person's life is only a few decades. If you decide on something or someone, don't change your mind halfway. What others say or think is false."

This kind of words came out of old Chen's mouth, which was very convincing.

Zhang Xun scratched Chen Linhu's chin, his eyes were bright.

Chen Linhu raised his head, stretched out his hand to press him down and kissed him. The warm light outside the room filled the whole room. Chen Linhu's voice was calm and natural: "It's true that you are here with me."

Sometimes Zhang Xun felt that Chen Linhu was really a bit of an idiot, even if he needed three meals a day to say he liked him, he had to say things that made everyone a little ashamed after hearing them.

But every time Zhang Xun heard it, he was still fascinated.

If you have stored your feelings, it is the strongest glue, binding him and Chen Linhu tighter and tighter.

Chen Linhu felt that Zhang Xun kissed him hard on his shoulder, and his whisper sounded in his ear: "You are the real one."

The next day, Chen Linhu was woken up by the phone ringing.

Zhang Xun was so annoyed by his touching and gnawing last night, he still hasn't woken up yet, frowning, lying on the pillow and not wanting to move, neither does Chen Linhu, turning over and pressing on his back, the two of them folded Together.

"It's dead, it's dead," Zhang Xun was almost suffocated by him, "Call!"

Chen Linhu narrowed his eyes, rubbed his head on his back before lifting it up, picked up the phone that was thrown on the computer table, answered it, and said in a daze, "Huh?"

"Son!" A cheerful female voice came from the other end of the phone, "I'm in Baoxiang, and I'm here to see you! I'll be at the family's courtyard soon, are you home?"

Chen Linhu woke up immediately, and Zhang Xun turned his head as if struck by lightning, both of them were a little dazed.

"Yes." Chen Linhu said indiscriminately, "Okay, got it."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Linhu and Zhang Xun got up from the bed together.

"Where are you?" Zhang Xun asked while rubbing his eyes.

"I guess they're all in the courtyard right now." Chen Linhu had already started to lift his pants, "She always wants to come out as soon as she comes out, what surprises...clothes, where is my top?!"

Yesterday's dress was unwearable, and the short sleeves were wrinkled like pickle leaves. Zhang Xun found his own for Chen Linhu.

The two were in a hurry, Chen Linhu washed his face indiscriminately, tidied up his messy hair, Zhang Xun followed behind him to help, seeing Chen Linhu changed his shoes and rushed out, he hurried out with his left mobile phone and said in a low voice: "Mobile phone, mobile phone!"

Chen Linhu had already jumped to the turning platform, seeing Zhang Xun chasing him down, he quickly raised his hand to catch it.

Before holding the phone, I heard Lin Hongyu's voice in the corridor: "Tiger?"

The two people on the corner platform were stunned. Lin Hongyu had already stood at the door on the first floor at some point, dragging the suitcase with one hand, and was about to knock on the door with the other. She was a little surprised to see them.

"How did you come down from the top?" Lin Hongyu heard Chen Linhu mentioned that the second floor was rented out, she couldn't help being surprised, then looked at Zhang Xun, "This is..."

Chen Linhu's heart tightened, and he said in a steady voice: "Zhang Xun, the tenant on the second floor. I watched a movie at his house yesterday. I was late and slept on the second floor. My grandfather knows."

Lin Hongyu nodded "Oh", her eyes were still a little confused, but she smiled at Zhang Xun, "I'm causing you trouble."

"It's okay." Zhang Xun felt that he was scared out of his wits, but he immediately put on a gentle smile on his face, "They are all neighbors. If they get along well, they can give me a rent reduction."

"That's right, I'll discuss it with his grandfather later." Lin Hongyu was amused by him, "Come down quickly, Huzi, and open the door for me. Your grandfather never listens to knocks on the door."

Lin Hongyu's career is just right, and she is in high spirits. When she speaks, she habitually raises her eyebrows a bit like Chen Linhu. Zhang Xun can tell by just looking at her facial expressions that she is a mother who is quick and capable.

"Okay," Chen Linhu took the phone, and touched Zhang Xun's fingertips indistinctly, "See you later."

Zhang Xun nodded with a smile, waved to Lin Hongyu again, and then walked towards the second floor, paying attention to the voices there.

Chen Linhu took a deep breath and went downstairs, took out the key and opened the door and said, "Why are you here at this time, and you didn't say anything in advance."

"I'm going to the neighboring city to do business. I miss you." Lin Hongyu put her arms around his son's shoulders and rubbed his arms. "I won't be staying for long... Hey, why is your place so red?"

Lin Hongyu's hand touched the edge of the wide neckline on Chen Linhu's shoulder.

There was a "buzz" in Chen Linhu's mind. Usually Zhang Xun was careful not to leave any traces, but yesterday's disturbance was so violent that it probably left some traces of kisses.

The position is actually not conspicuous, the trapezius muscle, his own clothes with a narrow neckline can't be seen at all, but the one he is wearing now is Zhang Xun's, the neckline is a bit loose, when Lin Hongyu hugs his shoulders Just rub it and watch it.

Zhang Xun on the second floor couldn't walk anymore. He restrained himself from looking back, and numbly took out the key to open the door.

Chen Linhu said lightly: "Oh, I'm a little allergic, and I get itchy bumps. It itches again when you touch it."

As he spoke, he raised his hand and scratched it hard, covering the color with the red marks from scratching.

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