In the quiet streets and alleys, there are voices of talking, footsteps and barking dogs, and the movie ends.

I returned home with my father and mother, turned on the light, and looked at the two children sleeping on the kang, and the family was stunned.

Fugui was dumbfounded, he almost didn't believe his eyes, he was busy wiping his hands and looking again, happy to be sick, he pulled Wang Jieniang and whispered: "Look, our son, big eyes, thick eyebrows, straight little nose, playful little mouth, exactly the same as in my dream, didn't I tell you, we will have a son," he said, overjoyed, saliva flowed down the corners of his mouth, hung on the thick black beard, and pulled on the black coat on his chest, he pounced on it and hugged Pengxiang tightly in his arms and kissed and kissed.

Pengxiang was awakened, and when he saw Fugui's appearance, he was broken, so he struggled desperately, and shouted Wang Jie again.

Wang Jieniang was also frightened, she didn't dare to move, but covered her mouth with her hands and cried.

Wang Jie was awakened, she got up with a bone, and when she saw her father's crazy appearance, she cried and called her mother.

Wang Jieniang hurriedly stepped forward and grabbed her husband: "Hurry up and let him go, don't scare other people's children." ”

"Someone's child?" Fugui looked at his wife with wide eyes, and then said with a smile: "Will someone's son be in our house?" This is our son, didn't I tell you, I dreamed of it, it was given to our son by God, I haven't kissed enough, you will kiss it later," said he didn't kiss Pengxiang well, and his big hand went straight to his lower body, touching and grabbing it.

Peng Xiang had never seen this formation, he cried, and his hands slapped Fugui's back from time to time and cried, "Put me down, let go of me." ”

"Good son, let's fight, fight hard, dad is so comfortable, don't cry, don't cry, is dad hurting you, let dad see, this is our family heirloom," he said nonsense, no matter how Pengxiang struggled, how Wang Jie cried, he suddenly ripped off Pengxiang's pants and looked at it, smiled with satisfaction, and gently stroked it with his rough big hands, but it was not enjoyable, and he leaned down and took it in his mouth and licked it with his tongue.

Frightened, Pengxiang cried, he was already holding back a bubble of urine, and he couldn't help but pee on Fugui's mouth.

Fugui hurriedly let go, he swallowed the urine hard, and how did he put his mouth, as if he was savoring it, like tasting a cup of mellow tea. He also wanted to go to Han, and was so shocked that Peng Xiang urinated on him.

"Naughty ghost, I haven't peed enough," Fugui patted his little buttocks and said, and shouted at Wang Jieniang, "Hurry up and put the quilt, I want to freeze our son to death." ”

Without waiting for her mother to do anything, Wang Jie wiped her eyes and quickly put down her quilt, and as soon as Fugui let go, Pengxiang burrowed into the quilt like a loach and covered it tightly.

"Oops, look at me," Fugui said with a smile and asked his wife for a padded jacket.

Wang Jieniang hurriedly went into the back room to get a padded jacket.

Wang Jie was frightened, her little face was red, and the peach blossoms bloomed in March.

Fugui couldn't help but put his big hand into the quilt again, and Pengxiang screamed and wrapped the quilt tightly.

Wang Jie pushed her father, "You scared him." ”

Looking at his daughter's red face, Fugui stopped, and couldn't help but smile and said to his daughter: "You have a higher vision than Dad, Dad is happy, that fool is nothing, don't give it away for nothing." ”

Wang Jie's face turned even redder, what else could she tell from her father, she lowered her head.

Wang Jieniang took out a jacket for him, let him giggle and talk nonsense, and ignored him, just afraid that he would get sick again.

She glanced at her daughter, it was all her daughter who caused trouble, she was not ashamed to be so old, she brought a male baby to the house, how could she have the face to go out when she passed it out.

She took pity on her daughter, brought that fool into the house, and promised him such a good daughter, and if it weren't for her husband's illness, she wouldn't agree to be killed.

He asked his husband to change his padded jacket, but Fugui didn't change it, he hummed a few words of Peking Opera, lit a cigarette and took a few puffs and said: "It has the taste of my son, I won't change it." ”

Seeing that his wife was unhappy, he glanced at the kang and whispered in his wife's ear: "Dead old woman, you are not happy that your son has sent you to the door, this is your daughter's own finding, I don't have * her, don't worry, that fool dares to come, I kicked him out." ”

Looking at her husband's excitement, Wang Jieniang sighed, she saw that Pengxiang's cotton pants were torn and sat on the edge of the kang and sewed them, letting her husband nag, she also wiped her eyes from time to time.

Fugui is still saying: "My daughter is much stronger than me, she has found a good husband for herself and a good son for me, can a fool like Gao Hai be worthy of our Xiaojie?" I'm really blind, you see how good-looking our son is, better than us and Xiaojie, it seems that God lives up to our royal family, and our lives should not be extinguished. I look forward to it every day, I think about it, I don't know how much paper I burned, how many kowtows, and finally moved God, and sent my son to our house, and then we will burn paper, kowtow a few more, bless our son with a long life, and beg God to give us a good son, after two years, let them give us two white and fat grandchildren, I should be a grandfather, how good is one hand, you speak. ”

Wang Jieniang glanced at her husband, he wanted to smile at his husband, but he couldn't help but turn around and wipe away his tears.

"What are you crying about, look at you, no, crying, crying if you have it, why don't you give your two daughters to this baby, do you think it's okay? There is nowhere to find such a good baby," he said, and he fell into deep thought, as if he were thinking of something big.

"Dad, what nonsense are you talking about," Wang Jie said, her face as red as a piece of paper.

is also a director, she muttered a few times, glanced at her father, Pengxiang looked at Wang Jie's blushing face and didn't know what to say, he was very vigilant, and he was always on guard against Fugui's infringement on him.

Wang Jieniang sewed cotton pants, she felt uncomfortable from time to time to shed a handful of tears, for herself, but also for the poor husband, and the poor unborn son, she was in pain when she thought about it, and her son was still moving when he took it down, thinking, her tears were raining, poor child.

Look at the poor husband again, he wants to go crazy thinking about his son, he even wants a fool, and he treats him as a baby.

This life, how can God be so unfair, how can this make me live, isn't this a human life? Since her husband came back, she has been muttering non-stop every day, often waking her up in the middle of the night to burn paper and kowtow in the yard, chattering endlessly, kneeling for hours.

She is bitter, she can't say it, she knows her husband's mind best, poor husband, poor daughter, she thought, looked at Peng Xiang lying on the kang, if he can really live that good feeling, she would rather be raised as her own son, at least not wronged daughter, her husband's wish is also fulfilled.

However, is someone's father willing to give away such a big son? , impossible, no one, thinking about tears in my heart.

"Look at your mother, I cried when I was happy, good son, be obedient, my father will go to work in the opposite side tomorrow, let you eat well, dress well, as long as you are happy, let your father do anything."

Fugui said to his daughter on the side: "Tomorrow, you can go to school too, go with him, Dad has the strength, you don't need to do it." ”

As he spoke, he touched Pengxiang again, and Pengxiang suddenly shrank into the quilt.

Wang Jieniang sewed cotton pants, she wiped her tears and looked at Pengxiang, annoyed him, why did you come to my house to provoke me, if you really stay and kowtow, if you leave, there is another storm at home, and the husband who is just sick will be sick from now on, completely finished, she didn't dare to think about it, and scolded her daughter in her heart, why did you bring him to the house, haven't we had enough of our girls' sins, dead girl, let you play at night and cause trouble, do you have to destroy this home, she gouged her daughter with her eyes.

Wang Jie also kept looking at her mother, he saw her mother's thoughts, her blushing face had nowhere to dodge, she didn't know how to end, looking at her father's appearance, she knew that she was in trouble.

"Her father, it's not early, let him go home, other people's parents will be in a hurry," Wang Jieniang whispered to her excited husband.

"What, go home? Where to go home, this is his home," Fugui said angrily as he glared at him.

Wang Jieniang was so frightened that she didn't dare to say anything.

Fugui seemed to understand, he suppressed his smile and sat on the edge of the kang in silence.

"Dad, let him go," Wang Jie said.

Fugui looked at his daughter, then looked back at Pengxiang, he didn't make a sound. "I'm leaving," Peng Xiang said, he got up suddenly and quickly got dressed, just when he got off the kang to put on his shoes, Fugui grabbed him, Peng Xiang struggled for a while, looking at Fugui's expression, he didn't dare to move.

Fugui grabbed him and held him in his arms, trembling with his big hands to untie his padded jacket, and quickly stuffed him naked into the quilt.

He grabbed his daughter again, untied her daughter's clothes, "Dad, Dad" Wang Jie shouted with tears, she didn't dare to struggle, and let her father also take off her clothes and stuff them into Pengxiang's quilt.

The two children were so frightened that they cowered under the covers and did not move. Fugui let out a sigh of relief, and he smiled and said, "Let's see who can snatch him, he is already sleeping with my daughter." ”

"What are you doing here," Wang Jieniang cried.

Fugui slammed the door shut, and pressed it with his body, as if there were many people pushing the door outside, yes, he trembled all over, and urgently called Wang Jieniang to help him.

Wang Jieniang didn't dare to stimulate him, and hurriedly said: "Her father, don't worry, if your son doesn't leave, no one will come, it will be the sound of the wind." As if he hadn't heard, he was still trembling, his face was pale, the sweat of the cold was left, his eyes were dull, and it seemed that he was about to get sick when he was stimulated.

"Daddy, daddy, no one, your son is lying on the kang, he won't walk, he won't walk," shouted, crying in fright.

Pengxiang looked up, he was scared, and hurriedly got dressed and went down to the kang.

Fugui looked at Pengxiang, his eyes lit up, and he swooped over and hugged Pengxiang in his arms and kissed and smelled, and kept screaming at his son. Pengxiang did not resist, and let him hug and kiss motionless.

Fugui was sober, and the family breathed a sigh of relief, especially Wang Jieniang breathed a sigh of relief, because the doctor told her that if she was stimulated again, it would be difficult to treat the disease if it recurred, thank God, it seems that she has to find a way to keep other people's children for a few days, she thought about it, and went to tell Chunmei herself, she knows what kind of person Chunmei is, and she will definitely agree to her.

"Let's just let him live here, okay?" He said to her husband.

Fugui looked back at Wang Jieniang and nodded violently, a smile on his face. Peng Xiang broke free from his arms and hid behind Wang Jie......