In Yangluo Village, there is no cement road, and the road from the road to the village is potholed, one kilometer away, a bit like a mountain road. The only thing that is pleasing to the eye in the lack of pen & fun & pavilion www.biquge.info is that there are two rows of poplar trees planted on the side of the mountain road, which is beautiful and spectacular.

Feng Jing began to be depressed as soon as he walked on this road, there are no surprises in the world, the Azure Village he knows is backward enough, he didn't expect that people can also live in the belly of the mountain, no wonder people were called cave people on the top of the mountain before. Looking at Wang Jingqiong, who was twisting her ass in front of her, Feng Jing shook her head and said to herself: "It's really a creation to make people, there will be such a beauty in this ravine." ”

Wang Jingqiong stood at the entrance of the village and looked at the village: "Nothing has changed!" ”

"Eldest sister, you have been gone for three months, not thirty years." Feng Jing stood behind her and looked in the direction where Wang Jingqiong was looking, surrounded by mountains on all sides into a small village, with more than 100 houses, basically two-story small buildings.

"It's only been three months, how do I think it's been three years." Wang Jingqiong turned back to Feng Jing and smiled.

"Well, I think so too."

The two slipped into the village one after the other, stopped at a simple two-story building, and Wang Jingqiong escaped the key from her bag, opened the door and walked in. The house is about forty square meters, as soon as you enter the door, you will see a folding square table, next to the square table is placed a low rectangular table, there are pots and bowls on the table, the opposite corner of the long table is a cheap sofa and coffee table, a living room is simple, very simple and realistic.

"Wow, that's so basic." Feng Jing pretended to exclaim.

"you." Wang Jingqiong put her backpack on the sofa.

"Can you change your 'you', it sounds very awkward." Feng Jing put down the two bags he was carrying, and looked at the room in the living room, "Can I visit?" ”

"I'm already looking, and I'm asking what I can visit." Wang Jingqiong rolled her eyes, ignored him, and cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks stained with instant noodles on the table.

Feng Jing walked around the room, and saw Wang Jingqiong cleaning inside and out to help, but she pushed her onto the sofa: "It's good for you to sit quietly, I'll greet you again when I'm busy, it's too messy." "She seems to have a habit of cleanliness, and every corner is carefully cleaned.

Feng Jing sat on the sofa, leaning lazily on the sofa, turning her head to look at her delicate body, sexy and charming in the room.

Wang Jingqiong hunched her waist and crossed her sleek buttocks to clean up on the table. Feng Jing saw that his nose was about to bleed, but he really couldn't stop it, and he bowed and hugged the charming person in front of him into his arms, panting, and the hands around her waist slowly slid upward.

"What are you doing?" Wang Jingqiong slapped him a little angrily, and then struggled to push his hands away.

His hands wrapped tightly around her waist, without any movement, and said solemnly, "I want to kiss you." ”

Wang Jingqiong looked at the person in front of her blankly, without saying anything, and acquiesced that he could kiss her. Seeing Feng Jing's lips leaning towards her, she involuntarily closed her eyes and tilted her head slightly towards him.

"Your wallet." Wang Jingqiong suddenly felt discomfort in her buttocks, suddenly opened her eyes and said speechlessly, as if in her world, beautiful things should be 100% comfortable.

"What wallet? Put it in the backpack......" Feng Jinghu looked at her suspiciously, and wanted to say something, but when the second child was caught, he didn't say anything, shrugged his shoulders, and half-raised his hands.

Wang Jingqiong's slender fingers half-held Feng Jing's little brother, her half-open rosy lips stiffened, her cheeks flushed red for a moment, and she pushed Feng Jing away with "disgusting death", got up, hind legs, and hit the coffee table and shouted.

Outside the door, a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy heard the familiar cry in the house, glanced at it, dropped his backpack, rolled up his sleeves, picked up the sticks in the corner of the wall, and rushed into the house.

She sat down on the coffee table after banging it, and he got up to check what was wrong with her, but she shouted uncharacteristically, "Ahhh His hands kept scribbling, and his eyes squeezed out a few tears.

When Feng Jing was grabbing her hand to calm him down, he suddenly felt a wooden stick waving towards him behind him, and in a hurry, he let go of Wang Jingqiong's right hand, grabbed the swinging firewood stick with his backhand, turned his head to look at the boy, and quickly pulled the firewood stick without any expression. Similarly, without any expression, he grabbed the stick and swung it at the boy's head.

"Stop." Wang Jingqiong didn't dare to close her eyes, and at the same time, the boy also trembled with the swing of the firewood stick and closed his eyes.

In the next second, they didn't hear anything, and they opened their eyes in horror to see the sticks stopped two centimeters away from the boy.

"He snuck up on me." Feng Jing held the firewood stick and did not look back, telling like a child complaining to a teacher. At this moment, the frightened boy took a step back from his right hand, which had been cut by Feng Jing when he snatched the stick, and left the end of the stick.

"Feng Jing, are you crazy, he is my younger brother." Wang Jingqiong shouted to Feng Jing, grabbed Feng Jing's right hand with her right hand, and shook it to try to break free.

Feng Jing looked at the person in front of him who was really angry and yelling at him, he couldn't believe that this was a realistic thing, and his right hand grabbed his left hand stubbornly, letting her right hand break it.

"Bastard, let go of my sister." The boy didn't say a word, and the boy who left the end of the sticks rushed forward again, his clenched fist waving towards Feng Jing's head.

Feng Jing still looked at the crying beauty in front of him sluggishly, without making any movements, he really ate the boy's fist, turned his head and still looked at her sluggishly.

Wang Jingqiong didn't struggle anymore, looking at the blood slowly oozing from the corner of his mouth, she also looked at him sluggishly: "Why don't you hide!" As soon as he finished speaking, a fist unexpectedly made perfect contact with his cheek.

He grinned, revealing his four front teeth stained red with blood, and said with a smile: "You think I deserve to be beaten, then I will suffer it, and it will not be in the way." ”

Just as Feng Jing was smirking, a more powerful punch was about to swing at him.

"Stop." Wang Jingqiong still closed her eyes and screamed with some fear.

The corners of Feng Jing's mouth twitched back, with a wicked expression, and when the fist was about to reach the corner of his lips, his left hand, which came out of nowhere, really held the fist.

The boy saw that there was something wrong with the right hand he was holding, so he didn't withdraw it twice, and decisively wanted to wave his left hand again, but unfortunately just as he was preparing, Feng Jing wrapped his fist and turned his hand, and the boy's body also turned up, and his back was against Feng Jing's arm, which was buckled.

The boy turned his back and struggled, "Let go of me, you bastard." ”

Wang Jingqiong opened her eyes, broke away from the left hand that was being grabbed, gave him a blank look, and scolded: Neuropathy. Then he got up and limped out the door.

"Sister, don't pay attention to me, go and call the second uncle." The boy looked at Wang Jingqiong, who was limping, and shouted as she walked out the door.

Feng Jing's eyes followed her, and it wasn't until she disappeared from the door that he realized something, shook off the boy, and ran in the direction where Wang Jingqiong left.

"You wait." The boy moved his right arm and ran in the other direction.

She sat on the grass under a willow tree beside the dirt road, and in front of her was a small stream with clear water that gave a feeling of freshness. In front of the creek are hills, and behind the hill is a fiery sunset, reflecting the red of the sunset, and the hill also shows a red face, saying goodbye to the sunset.

"I didn't know he was your brother." A voice came from beside her.

A voice without any emotion came into her ears, she ignored it, her head was still facing the red hill, she didn't hear anything, she heard the hill say goodbye to the sunset.

"I'm sorry." He sat down on the grass beside her, and said with a look of self-reproach on his face, "I'm sorry, I knew I was wrong, I didn't see the blood on my lips." His face blocked her view toward the setting sun.

She looked away and looked in the direction where the stream flowed, and saw no end in sight, when her vision was cut off at the bend of the stream.

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