Chapter Ninety-One: Withered

In fact, this Spring Festival is very simple, Lu Tianfan still has something to do, but he returns to the guest house every night to eat with his son, and sometimes he simply takes his son to see the hardships of the world.

The Jiang family really doesn't see him outside, he can handle everything with his bag, and he and Jiang Qi are double parts when they buy things, 1 little beauty is not a little dissatisfied, and she also puts forward various opinions, and strives to match her clothes and shoes!

Lu Wenlong's mind is not on these......

Lu Chengfan's recent business is to get approval documents through Yuqing Steel Mill, get a batch of pot chains out to resell, in this era, this is a very sought-after material, mainly rely on relationships, Lu Chengfan relied on stupid strength, every day to squat and guard a section chief over there, hard gold and stone for the grinding out of a strip, in the twenty-ninth year of the new year successfully turned hands to earn 5,000 yuan.

This is a huge amount of money in an era when 10,000 households are still called, but Lu Wenlong is silent, this practice is too far away for him, and it is not a line at all.

He wiped the old ladies at the cigarette stall at the door and asked what dance hall was nearby!

After the ridiculous aunt pointed out a few places to him, this little kid really squatted at the door of the dance hall to watch, from morning to night, and mixed in a few times halfway to watch!

As for billiards, in the most prosperous section of a big city like Yuqing, I can't find it at all, I have asked for a long time to find some places in the remote points of the city, close to the suburbs to find some fields to observe, I feel that the difference between the county and the county is really not big, but there is a kind of super large platform, different ways to play let him pay attention to it for a long time, and recorded the detailed size of the table, cue and so on with a notebook, and finally bought a box of billiards called snooker!

Back at the guest house, he still had to hide all the balls secretly, he naturally didn't hide anything from the little beauty, Jiang Qi muttered and helped to pack the balls into his schoolbag with socks or something: "Don't take me out of the house together!" ”

Lu Wenlong scratched his head: "Those places are a bit messy, a little girl like you is not suitable to go, they are all flying girls!" There are a lot of teenage girls with cigarettes in their mouths, and they are also mixed in those places, Lu Wenlong subconsciously felt a little disgusted, and didn't want Jiang Xiaomei to see something contaminated.

Jiang Qi raised his eyes to look at him, and his voice became gentle again: "Does your back still hurt?" ”

Lu Wenlong stretched out his arms casually: "It's been a few days, it's all fine, it's just a little itchy!" ”

Jiang Xiaomei packed up the last ball: "I want to see, you lie down!" "The front is quite gentle, and the last three words have a bit of a commanding tone.

Lu Wenlong also obeyed this, honestly took off his coat and lay down, and 1 little beauty did not shy away from lifting his fleece jacket and underwear T-shirt......

Different from the general standard room and two beds that the Jiang family lives upstairs, this one on the second floor is a bit half office and half resident, with two desks, a black leatherette three-person sofa, and a black signboard on a white background hanging on the wall next to the table, "Media Asia Trading Company", the name is quite scary, in fact, there are three or four people's leather bag company, and the others have gone home during the Spring Festival, only Lu Chengfan is reluctant to leave for the list of pot chains, so the father and son opened the three-person sofa at night and turned it into a bed to sleep together.

Lu Wenlong lay on the put away sofa, Jiang Qi sat on the edge of the sofa close to him, and as soon as he lifted the clothes, he saw that the back was almost full of vertical scars, of different thicknesses, the young man's regeneration ability was strong, the scars were some crusts, and some shallow ones were already falling off.

Jiang Xiaomei didn't speak, and gently stretched out her hand from top to bottom, from left to right, slowly rubbing one by one......

In winter, the girl's fingers were cold, and it was really comfortable to slide across the young man's back, which was a little hot but a little itchy, and Lu Wenlong actually snorted twice and squinted his eyes: "When the scar is good, it's all red blood cells and bacteria, it's normal to be a little itchy, why don't you scratch me?" Good Ann

Jiang Qi didn't scratch it, but she wiped it so carefully, and she didn't miss a single one. Until the temperature of my fingers slowly became the same as the temperature under my fingers, I was very serious and carefully wiped it gently, and my mood fluctuated with the uneven scars on some particularly deep wounds......

After the end slowly, the mood became more and more firm, and the most stubborn simply went into battle with both hands and carefully helped the teenager scratch. I also began to have a happy smile on my face, without the slightest haze!

It's the Spring Festival, so in the guest house, except for a row of recruits on duty walking in the queue under the command of the extremely boring squad leader, and occasionally hearing the sound of passwords, this courtyard in the downtown seems very quiet, which makes Jiang Qi feel an indescribable sense of comfort.

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Lu Wenlong is also comfortable, so comfortable that he wants to take a nap!

The door suddenly opened, Lu Chengfan was carrying a lot of things in a large bag, and he was free to push the door, and was about to turn around and command Yuqing's unique stick to carry more things in, when he saw the beautiful little girl of the old friend's family, sitting next to his son, and his son was not wearing any clothes? !

You can imagine what it was for, right?

Lu Wenlong was lying on his stomach towards the door, Jiang Qi was sitting on his waist, looking over from the door, small

The girl just blocked Lu Wenlong's lower body......

Lu Chengfan was a little stunned, so early!?

The first reaction was to slam the door slam in a hurry!

Keep yourself and your stick out of the room!

The stick who carried the heavy burden was very dissatisfied: "Boss, it's heavy, it's better to open the door!" ”

Lu Chengfan panicked: "Put it down, it's here, come here, this is Lizi and go!" ”

It's just that when I put the rest of the money in my pants pocket, I was still spinning the scene in my mind... 1. The little girl is neat, right? What does my son seem to have on his back?

To be on the safe side, he slapped the door a few times: "Are you dressed?" Then, without waiting for an answer, he twisted open the spherical door and locked it in.

Jiang Qi had already jumped away and stood at the desk with a blushing face, Lu Wenlong was also hurriedly pulling his clothes, Lu Chengfan stepped over with a calm face, slapped his son's hand with one hand, and saw the scars on his back.

Jiang Xiaomei was afraid that he would be angry, so she hurriedly jumped out and took responsibility: "I fell into the river when I came, he rescued me, this is for me to be injured, don't blame him!" ”

Fear?

Where does this strange word come from?

Lu Chengfan has been sleeping with his son for several days, and apart from a simple greeting and the face mask made of stone that his son gave him, there is basically no conversation.

Maybe he thinks that his fourteen-year-old son is too young, or maybe Lu Wenlong thinks that his father is too busy not to bother, and the father and son really don't have any conversation.

So Lu Chengfan didn't know that his son had so many scars on his body, no wonder his son was sleeping on his stomach strangely at the beginning!

When did he and his son slowly become fellow travelers?

If the family affection that blood is thicker than water is not watered, it will still slowly dim and wither?

When did the person closest to my son slowly begin to transform into someone else?

It seems that I have unconsciously missed something very important in my life (to be continued