Chapter Seventy-Eight: Several Spring Nights Are Clouds and Rain, and Wushan Breaks the Intestines of Adulterers in Vain

The mouth is like a cherry and red like a rouge,

The tongue lingers like a spear.

Three years of life are licking calves,

Affectionate and joyful.

Ermao understood, so he went back to the house and sat in the lamp man is quietly waiting, and he couldn't help but think crankily in his heart. About half an hour, I heard the sound of a bolt inserting the door frame outside, followed by the sound of footsteps, the footsteps were hurried, and soon I saw the apricot blossom ghost into the house, and after entering the house, the sword stepped forward and blew out the oil lamp in one breath. Then Yu Liang grabbed Ermao's shoulders with one hand, and randomly sat on Ermao's crossbowed thigh, Xinghua eagerly moved Ermao's head, pressed her lips against Ermao's lips, and a soft thing stretched into Ermao's mouth, winding and moving. This sudden situation confused Ermao, and Ermao was at a loss to be at the mercy of apricot blossoms.

Just now, after the apricot blossoms left, he sat there and imagined the scene after a hundred kinds of apricot blossoms entered the house, he imagined one and then denied another. However, he never imagined, and in any case, he never imagined that Xinghua would enter the role with such a fierce and brutal action after entering the house. Xinghua sat in his arms without saying a word, and then hugged his head and kissed him, this time Ermao was dumbfounded, demented, and stunned at the mercy of Xinghua.

When Ermao came back to his senses, a torrent suddenly rushed up in his heart, and he desperately hugged the thin and soft waist of Xinghua tightly, and hugged Xinghua tightly in his arms.

Ermao couldn't hear the surrounding sounds at this time, and it was quiet in the dead of night. He only heard the rapid breathing of Xinghua, and the heat in the air of his nose blew thick on his face, tickling.

After a frantic kiss, Ermao picked up the apricot blossom and groped towards the back room. When he reached the bed, Ermao lifted the apricot blossom vigorously, and then put the apricot blossom on the bed again. The body is firmly pressed against the apricot blossom. As soon as Xinghua screamed, it was tightly covered by Ermao's thick lips, and all that was left was the creaking sound of the dilapidated bed.

The tips of the tongues of the two people slid back and forth, and the rough breath hit each other's faces. The writhing body tossed and trembled, the dilapidated bed was pressed louder, and the creaking sound was joyfully heard into the distance, disappearing into the night.

Eroticism in the world is impermanent,

Come and go in a hurry,

Several spring nights are cloudy and rainy.

Wushan cut off the intestines of the prostitute in vain.

After this night, Fan Ermao's face was ruddy and refreshed. People are in good spirits, and they seem to be refreshed when they start doing things.

It's almost the New Year while talking.

The paper couldn't hold the fire, and the matter of the two was soon discovered by three other women. Since the night the matter was exposed, there was no laughter in Fan Ermao's tiled house at night.

When Chen Hongda saw Ermao again from that night, his face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot, and he walked past Ermao and ignored him. Ermao was like a mirror in his heart, and he didn't want to see Chen Hongli. When I didn't see Chen Hong, I broke off my mind about Chen Hong. During this time, whenever he saw Chen Hong, there was always a trace of deep longing in his heart, which disturbed him so that he couldn't sleep and was upset, he saw the shadow of his aunt from Chen Hong. He misses his aunt.

Seeing that the Chinese New Year is coming, something big happened in the city, saying that the students in the county have been gathering and marching in front of the county government for several days, day and night. This news was learned from the mouths of students who had returned to the village in the city, saying that the students in the city had caused this incident, and that the head of the student had been hit by a car and died. It was a leader who hit and killed someone with a car, as for how it happened, what was the cause? Ermao didn't understand, anyway, in the past few days, the people in the village are no longer talking about village affairs, and every day you can hear someone talking about how lively and chaotic the city is. It is said that first it was a student rally and march, and then people from the city also participated, and then the peasants from the surrounding countryside also went into the city to make trouble, saying that the county magistrate's car was smashed and burned, and people were injured. How to do this, the more you listen to it, the more lively it becomes. Ermao listened to the excitement and wanted to go into the city to see it, so he agreed with Xinghua, Sanni, and Chen Xue to go to the city to see the excitement. Chen Hong ignored him, he didn't dare to go to Chen Hong. As soon as I left the village the next day, I saw people from the village coming back from the main road, and when the people who came back saw them, they said: "Don't let you enter the city, there is a card on the main road ahead, and you are only allowed to go out of the city, not enter the city." A few of them didn't believe it when they heard it, and they didn't give up, and a few people chattered: "Why don't you let them enter the city, didn't anyone enter the city yesterday?" Let's go, let's see. So the men went straight south to the highway leading to the city, and got on the asphalt road, and there were many people on the road, some going forward and some going back. From the mouths of the people who came back, they heard that this was really a card in front of it.

This person is often like this, and the more real he is, the more he does not believe it. These people did not give up, and walked forward with the flow of people, and the further they went, the more people came. I didn't go far, and there was really a card in front. I saw that there were many people surrounded in front of the bayonet, and a few people in Ermao ran over to take a look, and several militiamen with guns were standing in front of the bayonet, all with serious expressions, as if they were facing a great enemy. Ermao looked at this posture and thought: Don't say it, this is still the truth. If it's true, don't join in the fun, a few years ago, because I watched the shooting, I was almost scared to death, but fortunately, my aunt found out early, and set up an altar to raise incense to call me back, otherwise my life would have been gone. Thinking that Ermao didn't care about a few women, he turned around and walked back.

The women turned around and saw Ermao go back first, and when they saw that this one with the egg was gone, there was no backbone, so they didn't look at the excitement, and followed Ermao to the village again.

It's nothing to do when you go back to the village, where are you going on this cold day? is still the most energetic to gather in Ermao's house, so he doesn't go back to his house and goes straight to Ermao's house.

On the morning of the second day, the news came. It is said that there was another major incident in the city last night, and that a large number of policemen and soldiers came from nowhere in the second half of the night, and the entire county town was surrounded by iron buckets. Arrest all the troublemakers, and if there are those who resist, they will be beaten with a big stick whether they live or die. Ermao listened to it and thought: My mother, fortunately I didn't go, if I went with a few children, there would be a good one, and I wouldn't be able to go back to this village. Thinking about it, I gasped.

Talking to the Spring Festival. Every household is busy with New Year's goods. Ermao is alone, what can I do with the New Year's goods, I went to the bank to take out the money that my aunt's son sent to him, the money is not much, but it is enough for him to spend a while, he wrapped the money and packed it tightly in his pocket. Then I took the New Year's goods home with me.

When he entered the house, he took out the money from his pocket, and then divided the money into two parts, one a little more and one a little less. It turned out that he had already made up his mind, thinking, I am a lonely family, what are the widows and widows doing with this money. It's better to give Chen Hong and Xinghua, they are all children, and they can also take care of their urgency. Make up your mind and come back and separate the money. Then I wrapped it and put it under the pillow at the head of the bed.

In the evening, after the third watch, I heard the door ring, Ermao quickly put on his clothes and got out of bed, walked to the hall to open the door, and heard the apricot blossoms outside muttering: "Open the door quickly, it's cold." ”

Ermao pulled the bolt of the door, and as soon as the door opened, Xinghua sighed and squeezed in. When he entered the door, he held Ermao in both hands. stretched out his cold hands to Ermao's armpits, and made Ermao's ice stunned and shivered, before Ermao's body was trembling. Xinghua planted her cold face into Ermao's arms again, and Ermao shivered again. Then he shivered and stretched out his hand to grope his way from behind the apricot blossom to insert the deadbolt. Then he hugged Xinghua and walked inside, Xinghua left the ground with her feet dangling, her body was tightly attached to Ermao's thick chest, and her upper body was tense and her legs were curled. Ermao stumbled to carry Xinghua to the bed, or slammed Xinghua on the bed like a wolf, and then his whole body pressed heavily on Xinghua. I didn't wait for Xinghua to cry out in pain. The small mouth has been covered by the big mouth, and all that remains is the creaking sound of the broken bed, cheerful and smooth, jumping and flying out of the air, disappearing into the vast night sky.

Wait until the sound is no longer loud and the people are tired. Ermao got out of bed and lit the lamp, took out two paper bags from under the pillow and handed them to Xinghua, and said: "This is the money that the eunuch sent to me, I can't spend it, I want to divide it into two parts for you and Chen Hong, one is a little more, one is a little less, and you can take it to Chen Hong tomorrow." As soon as Ermao said this, he saw Xinghua sit up suddenly, and shouted: "Why? ”

"Don't shout, don't shout, she's not a child! What's wrong with giving her more? ”

"She has more children, so I don't have more. I'm also a few baby miles. ”

"Aren't you good women?"

"A good woman should have more of her, and less of me? Hehe, isn't it that you are eating in the bowl and looking at the pot, you want to be her. ”

"Okay, okay, you look at giving, less and more, which one you want to give."

"Why don't you give it to him?"

"She ignored me, and after she knew about the two of us, she ignored me."

Xinghua pillowed her head with one hand, looked at Ermao's face in the dim light, and thought silently in her heart: I can't see that Ermao's turtle grandson is still a person who values love and righteousness, and he will not give in when he sleeps with this man, but can it last a long time? Thinking about it, I suddenly felt a trace of desolation in my heart. As the saying goes, no one is good for 100 days, and no flower is red for 100 days. No matter how long-lasting this stolen affection is, it won't last long. Xinghua thought about a thick sourness in her abdomen, tears instantly burst out of her eyes and slid down her delicate cheeks, she quickly reached out and hugged Ermao's head into her arms, and quickly stuffed the nipple into Ermao's mouth. Then he patted Ermao on the back and said, "Baby, I listen to you, as long as you don't forget me." Tears flowed uncontrollably, dripping onto the quilt.

Ermao was hugged in her arms, sucking her dry nipples in her mouth, and she was still immersed in pleasure.

The melodious singing came from afar...

Encounters for no reason,

Embracing each other for joy.

What is this love?

It was the sound of joy in the night that danced in the wind.

What is this love?

It is the fire of lust that comes alive and dies.

What is this love?

It is a result that will not be fruitful.

What is this love?

It's hugging and crying, tears slipping quietly.

What is this love?

It's the tears of sadness that flow after separation,

and erased with painful memories.

What is this love?

It is the bitter fruit that tears the heart and lungs when you miss it.

What is this love?

It's torture that robs true love.

What is this love?

It's owed in the previous life.

What is this love?

It is the result of hurting the other party in the end.

Love that can't last long,

It could only be the sound of crying and the howling of the wind.

This is the result of no results.

The song drifts sadly in the night...

Everyone has three springs,

The apricot blossoms are fragrant and look at the wind and clouds.

Flowers bloom and warm sunshine,

That's the dusk of raindrops. (To be continued......)