Meng Lingjun and Liu Yang carried Zhang Bo back to the car, Miao Er took the shoes back to the car and put them on for her brother, took her brother in her arms, and said, "Brother is obedient, brother is the best person." ”

Zhang Bo buried his head in Miao'er's arms and muttered, "My heart hurts! ”

"My heart hurts, you hurt for one person, I hurt for two people!" Miao Er said, hugging him tighter.

"Oh..." Zhang Bo let Miao'er hug and hugged himself into her crisp breasts.

"Listen, brother, my heart is pounding, pounding, beating a hundred and forty times, and my heart will fail." Miao'er's voice was euphemistic, as if it was cool and dissolved into their brains and bodies.

"I heard it, you beat slowly, don't have a heart failure, if that, my heart hurts even more..."Zhang Bo's elastic lips squirmed and rubbed Miao'er's chest.

"Sleep, I'll sing you a song,... : Kitten, go home from school, jump and jump, go home and climb into bed, bite the pencil to study, don't sleep every night, go back to school to get the first exam, fold a plane and sit on it, grandma rewards chocolates... Miao Er sang the song of the hour, and Zhang Bo gradually fell asleep.

Zhang Bo was overly sad, after the impact of the heat on the body in the outside space, his body was sleepy and weak, there was air conditioning in the car, which was very cool, and Miao Er's soothing was like taking a sedative and falling asleep.

"Let's drive!" Miao Er sighed and said to Liu Yang.

Liu Yang drove the car very slowly and steadily, so as not to wake up Zhang Bo.

Zhang Bo is affectionate, life just played a joke on him, his beloved flew away again, one after the other, who could bear it, maybe he would sleep for a while, but he slept so well, he didn't know that he was taken to Miao'er's bedroom.

"What happened?" Du Ma asked. The widening of her eyes illustrated the extent of her surprise.

"Mom, it's okay, he's just suffering from heat stroke, it's very light, just let him sleep for a while." Miao Er comforted Du Ma.

"Okay, I'll go get lunch." Du Ma said.

"For a moment. We had half a meal and it was enough to prepare dinner. Miao spoke very intimately.

"Okay, I'll go get ready for dinner." Du's mother agreed, she was very happy, Zhang Bo came back and would become her quasi-son-in-law, so happiness crawled to her face and smiled, sweet. My heart was moisturized, and I couldn't help but take a quick step and walked into the kitchen.

After Liu Yang and Ling Jun finished washing, they sat in the Rong Hall to drink tea and rest to get rid of physical and mental fatigue.

Miao Er also went to take a bath, changed into pajamas, and threw a smile at Liu Yang Lingjun. He walked up the stairs lazily and said, "Two." After you drink the water, go to grandma's room and sleep for a thousand years, wake up and eat again, I can't stand it, I want to rest. ”

"Thank you, host." Liu Yang smiled, and Ling Jun also smiled. It's all a knowing smile, thanking Miao'er for not saying anything.

Miao Er went up to the second floor and went to her bedroom.

In the bedroom, Zhang Bo was sleeping sweetly, breathing evenly. The complexion is as usual as usual, white and transparent, of course, people in their fifties have a white and tender face, compared with people in their twenties, there is always a difference.

Miao Er reconfirmed that Zhang Bo was safe, so she came sleepy, yes, I can't sing the two of them, take a nap a little later, and let the baby in my belly rest a little. So, she leaned off her hips, lay down next to Zhang Bo and fell asleep, meeting in her dreams.

Zhang Bo smiled in his sleep, and there was a smile on his face. That smile is a dream smile.

……

It was one night, and all the lights were in a blur of colors.

"Xiaobo, you're back." Miao Qing greeted her younger brother at the gate and took her brother's backpack.

"When I came back, the painting was given to President Xiao, and she was so moved that she hung it on the wall within three days of framing." Zhang Bo said happily.

"Well, I've met a lot of writers!" Miao Qing walked towards the villa with a backpack.

"That must be, almost all of them are orthodox literature, and the ideological foundation is very reliable, and President Xiao arranged a writers' symposium." Zhang Bo said.

"How's the catch?" Miao Qing asked.

"There is happiness and there is disappointment." Zhang Bo said.

"Happiness what? Disappointment what? Miao Qing asked.

"What is happy is that we rural literature lovers, and we are disappointed that some old writers can't come up with works with the taste of life, and there are too many fantasy works by new authors, and they can't eat meat. Although the new author's work has a way of writing, there are too many hard wounds, although the story is good, but the soft wounds are too strong. Zhang Bo said. There are feelings.

"This is normal, online books always have their shortcomings, and the website must have midwifery injections. But the main thing is the mentality of the author himself. As far as I know, a lot of big-name websites are not being able to change this problem. Miao Qing sat down and picked up the control on the table and turned on the TV.

"Sister Gao Jian, sister is psychic. Zhang Bo said.

"What kind of news is there psychic, it's an objective reality." Miao Qing said.

"What is President Xiao's character?" Miao Qing asked again.

"Heavy love, bitter, single, her husband dumped her, she only worked hard." Zhang Bo said.

"To be a strong woman, you have to work hard for a lifetime, if she could give up her career and settle abroad with his man, she would not be where she is today. If you have achievements in your career, you will not achieve them emotionally. "Miao Qing's experience.

"How is my sister's heart, is it bitter? Zhang Bo asked.

“… My sister is used to it, and she always has secrets in her heart. That is, do not say it, do not talk about it, reminiscing memories are sweet. It's like Du's mother, her husband went across the ocean to do business, she provided for her son to go to college and got a job, and she is still waiting for her hope, in fact, she also knows that her husband has a home outside. Miao Qing said, her face was slightly red and then depressed.

"Oh, brother shouldn't ask." Zhang Bo felt speechless.

"It's fine. Just think about each other in your heart, and if you say it, you won't be happy. Miao Qing smiled, a little bitter.

"That's what I thought, too." Zhang Bo lowered his head in embarrassment for the first time.

Miao Qing looked at Zhang Bo and smiled, just like the kind of smile when he painted Zhang Bo in Wofoshan, in his heart, in his meaning, and in the skin of his face.

At this time, Zhang Bo looked at Miao Qing intently, and suddenly saw that any of his sister's moves were fluttering, and Zhang Bo was very puzzled.

"How can you look at my sister like this, don't be too affectionate, love will kill your heart and bleed." Miao Qing prompted Zhang Bo.

"My sister seems to have no weight, and she lifts weights like light, and her body is like a catkins." Zhang Bo said truthfully.

"Oh, I tell you, don't be too sad, that time in the sky above the villa, my sister and brother have already met, what I said is true, I am already a painting girl in the underworld." Miao Qing suddenly burst into tears.

"Sister, don't cry, I'm going to see you today, as well as Miao'er Liu Yang and Ling Jun." Zhang Boxin was also crying.

"I knew I couldn't afford to lose two people emotionally in my life." Miao Qing Ai Ai said.

"Could it be Zifeng and Miao'er?" Zhang Bo asked, his heart was a little empty, and he looked at Miao Qing's tearful eyes longingly.

"It's you and Miao'er, Zifeng's love is with his wife." Miao Qing said.

"It's me and Miao'er!" Zhang Bo was not surprised.

"Yes, my son, like his father, always has a boundary, maybe he hates me for not going to his dad and pulling him back for burial. I raised him all my life, provided for him to go to school, became an official, and had a wife, but he forgot about me, and usually didn't even give me a phone. I gave him one last chance, but he didn't ask for it. I don't have much inheritance, this villa is left to Miao'er, there are two cards, each card has four million, give Miao'er one, and the other also wants to give him, I will tell Du's mother, if Zifeng comes back on the third day, you will give him a card, if you don't come back that day, you will give Zhang Bo, he is my younger brother, the younger brother who will never forget in his life. Miao Qing was very sad, very disappointed, and tears flowed outside her eyes.

"Miao'er gave it to me, and I asked her to keep it." Zhang Bo said again: "Why do you believe so much that Du Ma will not take the card away." ”

"There's a lawyer to supervise it, she's just transferring people." Miao Qingxin is still crying.

"My sister has been diligent and thrifty all her life, and she is careful." Zhang Bo praised his sister.

"I'll leave Miao'er's affairs to you, take care of her, she is capable." Miao Qing stopped her tears and said.

"Just listen to my sister. Miao Er loves me, I am hypocritical, I love tradition, this is my weakness. Zhang Bo dissected himself.

"No one is perfect, let's go forward with Miao'er." Miao Qing looked at her thoughts.

"Sister, don't worry." Zhang Bo assured.

"It's almost dawn, I'm leaving, you have a good rest at home." Miao Qing got up lightly.

"We'll see you there later?" Zhang Bo was reluctant to give up, stood up and sent out.

"To the north of the town of Pho, there is a five-lotus mountain, and the doctors there are also under the jurisdiction of the hospital in Pho Town, you will go there to work, I will meet you there, and I will see you in a dream when I miss my sister." Miao Qing instructed.

"I remember." Zhang Bo said.

"Laugh at my sister, laugh at my sister and go away." Miao Qing smiled very well, like the smile of a good girl's time, a reserved and shy smile.

"Oh." Zhang Bo really smiled, and smiled sweetly, like the laughter of his childhood.

"Chicken Gou Ou..." A rooster crowed, and Miao Qing turned around and floated away.

……

Zhang Bo laughed silently, laughed in his dream, and did not wake up. Miao Er turned over, put her hand on Zhang Bo's chest, and put one leg on Zhang Bo's leg, as if hugging her own child, and fell asleep sweetly, with a few strands of hair at the corners of her lips, moist and wet.

To be continued. (To be continued......)