Widow II 14

Tao Zhenkun pretended to ignore Wangwang's shouts behind, but he couldn't help but tears on his face, he didn't have the courage to look back at the mother and son who were struggling in fate. He knew that Wu He's face at this time must also be like pear blossoms with rain!

Yes, Wu He stood there stupidly, looking at the familiar back, his sour heart was dazed, and under the pain, tears also flowed down. That's because, in Tao Zhenkun's back, she is capturing her husband's memories!

"Mother, why are you crying?" Want Want looked at his mother, a little puzzled.

Wu He pretended to rub his eyes, wiped away the tears, stroked his son's head, and said with a reluctant smile:

"It's midges that fly into my mother's eyes."

She didn't know if she would have deceived her clever son. Don't look at Want Want is young, but sometimes he also has some adult thoughts.

"Uncle Zhenkun, what's wrong with him?"

"He probably didn't hear it!" And in Wu He's heart, seeing Tao Zhenkun's performance, it seems that he has figured out what is on his mind.

"He's not deaf!" Want Want is blaming.

Tao Zhenkun knew that those sad and affectionate eyes, those familiar eyes, those women's eyes, and those beautiful eyes were behind him, and now they were watching him all the time, and they were also the eyes that once made him obsessed, and even the eyes that awakened his first love, which he could not forget, but they were not the eyes that belonged to his justifiable wife Liu Xingmei!

He was pretended to be in these eyes that were also tender like water, and his honorary wife had the shadow of a fantasy man in her eyes - I didn't expect that love, marriage, would be such a tormenting demon!

At the entrance of the village, he stacked the green grass on his shoulders on the ground, and several wild pigeons that were foraging for food flew up in shock, as if they were about to rush to the blue sky and white clouds to compete with the two eagles circling. He still didn't look back, for fear that his fragile heart would increase the pain of spasms and convulsions!

Yesterday afternoon, he picked up the double-barreled shotgun at home, led Wangwang who came to find him, took the "black tiger" (dog), went around the nearby mountains and forests, and shot a hare and a pheasant.

I don't know why, Wangwang's mother and his grandparents would let him come to play with him from time to time, and he was very relieved, but he rarely went to Miao's house. Probably because he thinks he's a good guy!

When I returned home, I saw Liu Xingmei washing clothes at the door of the house. Man sits in the shadow under the eaves, on a small bench.

The thick shade of the almond tree was spreading crookedly to the east, and a few sparrows were chirping on the branches. The sunset is on the west mountain, and the sunset is red, like a corner of the sky rendered with thick ink and heavy colors.

He tied the slender black tiger to a chain in the yard, more than two years of day and night companionship, in the process of growing up, under his careful domestication and training, this male dog is also quite humane, don't look at the usual very docile, hunting with it, can give people courage, in front of the prey, it is extremely brave and ferocious. The black tiger is the cub of Miao Yunchang's hunting dog "chasing the wind", and he only has one litter. He beckoned Wangwang to him, took out a beautiful male pheasant with beautiful feathers from a large fan cloth pocket on his shoulder, handed it to him, and said:

"Take it back and ask your mother to stew it for you, go back, don't run around!"

"Hmm!" Wang Wang agreed, then turned to Liu Xingmei, who was washing clothes with her head down, and said in a sweet childish voice very sensibly: "Auntie, I'm going back, goodbye!" ”

Liu Xingmei just raised her head and looked at Wangwang, without saying a word.

He said, "I'd better send you back, or I'll not worry."

"No, I often come and go on this road, and I can't lose it."

Wangwang's tone was like that of an adult, and he ran out of the yard happily with the pheasant in his hand. A pheasant, for a child, is a big gain, and it is easy to have a sense of contentment.

Looking at the back of Want Want leaving, he can imagine that their family of four and three generations are sitting around the kang table and eating pheasant meat, which is also a very happy and comfortable thing. Perhaps, Miao Hanxiang and his wife will also have to drink a glass or two of wine for this, wouldn't it be very happy. Miao Yunchang is gone, and it is rare for them to eat wild things again, but sometimes he will send them after he hits.

At this time, Liu Xingmei spoke, and she muttered: "It's a big person, and he doesn't have a straight shape all day long, and he gets a little heel in the back, it's not a parent, but like a wild child!" Is it your godson or your illegitimate son?! ”

He poked his shotgun in front of the wall, and tossed aside the pocket containing the bullets and a hare. Even if Liu Xingmei is sneering, it is much better than pretending to be deaf and dumb all day long, and it can be regarded as a chance to talk. So he stepped forward, bent down, and said, "This child has no father, and it is pitiful!" ”

Liu Xingmei lowered her head and continued to wash her clothes, but said, "Is this child pitiful or the child is pitiful?" ”

He was stunned, his heart choked, like a full burp in his chest and couldn't hit it for a while, he muffled and said, "What are these words, crooked thoughts!" ”

Liu Xingmei snorted coldly, and said insinuatingly: "Don't be embarrassed if you can't beat the fox!" ”

"Nonsense, the more you talk about it, the more outrageous it becomes."

"That widow is very amorous, isn't she?" On the day of the wedding, although Liu Xingmei had seen Wu He, she might not remember who it was when there were many people.

"I don't know."

"What does it look like?"

"Human."

"Pretty, isn't it?"

"In my eyes, you are also beautiful."

Since getting married, Wu He hasn't come to the house yet, I don't know why. He stood there and looked down along Liu Xingmei's chest collar, there were two buttons that were not fastened, and he could see that he was wearing a pink belly pocket inside, and his fair skin was deeply sunk into a groove, and then he stretched his neck and looked in hard, there were two bulging bulging ball-like things that were wrapped in the belly pocket, and he couldn't wait to pick out his eyeballs and stuff them in to see what was going on.

Liu Xingmei glanced up at him, hurriedly tied the two buttons, and said angrily: "Thief eyebrows, look at your eyeballs and use them as bubbles!" ”

He smiled and said: "It's better to dig it out, if you can't see it, then I'll touch you, there is an idiom how to say, what is blind and what is blindβ€”"

"A blind man touches an elephant, but he has no knowledge!"

He subconsciously looked around, and saw that there were no outsiders, and his parents were not outside, so he became a little bolder, so he narrowed his eyes and pretended to be blind, and at the same time brazenly said, "Yes, you are the elephant, I am the blind man, I-I-I will touch and touch, oh, this is the foot; Touch and touch, oh, it's the thigh; Touch and touch, oh, it'sβ€”"

As he spoke, he made some kind of obscene gesture with his hands towards Liu Xingmei's body, and he had the impulse to try.

Liu Xingmei was worried about what he would touch if he continued to touch it, so she hurriedly said, "Touch your head!" You-you haven't had enough? ”

"Not enough!"

"Indecent!"

"Why don't you let you touch it at a critical time? Sad! ”

He froze there, disappointed that he had become a clay sculpture of wood.

Liu Xingmei laughed, and her handsome cheeks turned a little crimson in her smile, as if she was so shy.

He was stupid all of a sudden, and the blood in his body seemed to freeze in an instant, and he was stunned again. In the face of such a beautiful and moving wife, the cold face for many days often made him uneasy, this bright smile like a flower blooming, gave him the feeling of a long drought and sweet rain, as if it was the grace from heaven, and at the same time made him suddenly feel like a toad, can only look at the swans flying in the sky in a demented and greedy drool! It's itchy in my heart, and that kind of uncomfortable energy is not mentioned!

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