"Boss Lin, our conditions here are a little shabby, but this is already our best house."

In the evening, Lin Yao stayed in a small fishing village for the night.

In order to entertain him, the village chief vacated the new house of a young man in the village who was going to get married.

For the fishermen of the small fishing village, the arrival of Lin Yao and his wife has changed the status quo of the small fishing village.

They don't care what kind of smuggling or not, they only know that the cargo ship unloads from here, and the boat goes out to pull the goods, and they can earn five or six yuan for one trip, which is more than three days of work in the factory.

"Village chief, village chief, the chicken is stewed!"

As soon as Lin Yao settled down in the room, Widow Zhang from the village came with a basin.

Put it on the table, and a large pot full of chicken.

I don't dare to say that I can't see this thing in the countryside, but there are really few people who are willing to eat it.

Everyone raises chickens for eggs, and even if the old hens are old and no longer lay eggs, the fishermen are reluctant to eat them themselves, and usually take them to the town and sell them.

Lin Yao didn't need to ask to know that this chicken must have been specially prepared for him.

Sure enough, after Widow Zhang put down the chicken, the aunt of the east family and the mother-in-law of the west family soon came outside, carrying scrambled eggs, boiled fish, fried bacon with green vegetables and the like.

After a while, there were seven or eight dishes on the table.

These meals are nothing to Hong Kong Islanders with a high standard of living, but in the mainland in 1984, I am afraid that this table of dishes would have to be made up by people from one village.

Yours is a duck, mine is an old hen, this family has a string of bacon, and that family has a fresh fish.

There are not many dishes, and they are not luxurious, but the mind is visible.

"Boss Lin, we can't compare to you Hong Kong Island, a small place, poor, and have nothing to entertain."

The village chief walked up with a jar of old wine that had not been opened, and praised: "But this Shaoxing old wine must not be wrong, it has been hidden for more than 30 years, and it is still hidden by my grandfather." ”

"Thirty years of old Shaoxing, hidden in 1950?"

Lin Yao came to his senses and said busily: "This is rare, pour a cup and I'll taste it." ”

The wine seal is opened, and the aroma is tangy.

When the wine is poured into the glass, the color is not yellow, but amber, giving it a sticky feeling.

Take a sip.

Sour, bitter, spicy, astringent, and eventually sweet.

The entrance is soft, the aftertaste is strong, and the fragrance is continuous.

"Good wine!"

Lin Yao sighed heartily, and then ordered: "Village chief, call Mai Cheng and the elders in the village to bring some, this good wine has to be drunk by everyone, otherwise it won't taste good." ”

"Okay, I'll call it."

The village chief also wanted to have a relationship with Lin Yao, and went happily after hearing the sound.

After a while, the village chief brought three village elders, all of whom were old men with crutches and extremely senior at first glance.

Mak Cheng came on his own, but he brought braised barbecued pork from the ship, as well as leftover lamb chops from lunch.

Lin Yao, Teapot, Daozai, Mai Cheng, the village chief, plus three village elders, seven or eight people sat around, and as soon as the old wine was drunk, the atmosphere was immediately there.

This drink was drunk until more than ten o'clock in the evening.

The wine is a good wine, but it has a lot of stamina, and it can not be intoxicating after being hidden for 30 years.

Lin Yao knew that this was his hometown, and he was in a small fishing village, so he was not guarded, so he drank a few more drinks in the evening.

At first, I didn't think there was anything, but I couldn't resist it when the stamina came up.

When I came to my senses again, it was already the next day.

"Huh?"

Lin Yao has the habit of waking up in the morning and smoking a cigarette first in bed.

When I reached out, I didn't touch the cigarette or lighter, but I felt something soft.

In an instant, he was awake, and he took out a pistol from under the pillow, and the muzzle of the gun was against the quilt: "Who, come out!" ”

The quilt was pulled open, revealing a small head.

Lin Yao was directly stunned and exclaimed, "Tingting, why are you?" ”

Huang Tingting's face was flushed, her eyes were closed, she didn't speak, and she didn't dare to open her eyes.

Lin Yao chuckled in his heart, hurriedly lifted the quilt and took a look, only to see Huang Tingting lying next to him, wearing only a close-fitting coat, so he was blindfolded all of a sudden, and there was only one thought in his heart: "It's over..."

"Why are you here?"

Lin Yao didn't know what he was thinking, he was mostly depressed, this thing caught him off guard.

"I... There's nothing to repay you. Huang Tingting bit her lower lip and muttered, "That's the only one." ”

Huang Tingting is very good-looking, a bit of the feeling of the big fairy Jiang Yunxi in the naïve Journey to the West.

Although she was nominally sixteen years old, she looked about fourteen or fifteen years old because of her chronic malnutrition.

For such a young girl, Lin Yao really didn't think much about it, and he was not Lolita.

"I didn't even think about asking you to repay you for your help."

"You're doing it yourself, you know?"

"You'll regret it when you grow up!"

Lin Yao put down the pistol and lit a cigarette depressedly.

Then he thought about it, and he felt that something was wrong, as if something was almost something.

What's the difference?

A glimmer of light flashed on Lin Yao's head, and he hurriedly lifted the quilt again to take a look.

Sure enough, there was no falling plum.

Shouldn't it?

Isn't it...

With anticipation on his face, Lin Yao looked at Huang Tingting, who only showed a small head and was a little bumpy, and asked, "What did you do last night?" ”

Huang Tingting blushed shyly, and her voice was low as if she was talking to a mosquito: "Sleep with you." ”

Hahahaha~

Lin Yao smiled directly, leaning back and forth with a smile.

Huang Tingting looked puzzled and puzzled: "I heard the aunts say that the most valuable thing for a woman is herself, and whoever you sleep with is whose woman." ”

"Poof!"

Lin Yao was lying on the bed, his stomach hurting from laughing.

The older generation has never been exposed to the Internet, and many things rely on hearsay, unless parents have specially taught this knowledge, otherwise it is simply like a blank slate.

Huang Tingting is obviously a blank slate, she actually thinks that sleeping together is all she has.

This is the beginning, which is all.

The more Lin Yao looked, the more she found that this girl was cute, and couldn't help but reach out and rub her hair, and said with a smile: "You loser child." ”

Huang Tingting's eyes were puzzled, and she resisted in a low voice: "I'm not a loser, I'll live a good life." ”

Hahaha...

Lin Yao smiled again, he laughed more today than in the past month.

"Will you marry me?"

Huang Tingting didn't know what she thought, and suddenly looked at Lin Yao with some concentration.

Lin Yaoleng paused, he didn't know how to explain, so he could only say vaguely: "It's either sleeping together or husband and wife, you haven't even taken off your clothes, and we have nothing to do." ”

"Take it off..."

As soon as Huang Tingting said this, Lin Yao was stupid again.

The next second she continued: "It's cold by the sea, you grab the quilt at night, and I put it on again." ”

Call!

Lin Yao breathed a sigh of relief, and spoke without panting.

"That's not counting, I didn't even see it." Lin Yao explained in a low voice.

Huang Tingting hurriedly said: "But you touched me, my mother said that the girl's body can't be touched by the boy." ”

"Is there one?" Lin Yao was not impressed at all.

Huang Tingting kept nodding and looked at Lin Yao angrily, just like looking at a scumbag.

Lin Yao really didn't remember, thought about this serious question, and replied with little confidence: "I may not be honest when I sleep, but I must be unintentional, you..."

Before he finished speaking, Huang Tingting cried by herself.

Lin Yao also felt aggrieved, if he did something, he could do anything, but he didn't do anything.

Yesterday he was drunk, and he didn't know how to get into bed.

Even if he really had some thoughts when he was half drunk and half awake, his body didn't support him to do it.

People are blinded, and there is no such condition.

"I slept with you, and you touched my whole body, who else can I marry in the future?"

Huang Tingting cried very sadly, hiding in the quilt and not coming out.

Lin Yao himself is also depressed, the girl in this era is not as open as the later generations, if what he does is spread out, I am afraid that the impact will not be a little bit.

"Boss Lin?"

Lin Yao didn't think of how to solve it, and the village chief's daughter-in-law pushed the door in.

As soon as she came in and saw the condition of Lin Yao and Huang Tingting, the village chief's daughter-in-law glared at her and walked out embarrassedly: "I didn't see anything, I didn't know anything." ”