The swallow kicked open the door, holding two plates of vegetables in his hand, and when he looked at it, there was no shadow of Song Yong in the room.

"Where's Xiao Song?"

Chu Ying shrugged lightly, "I'm upstairs." ”

"What's going on, what's wrong with you?"

The word "wronged" was written on her face, "I told him to eat pears, but he didn't eat them, I fed him myself, and he didn't eat them, and then he went upstairs." ”

"You!" Swallow put down the plate and hurriedly went upstairs to invite someone.

Chu Ying looked upstairs and couldn't help laughing, she really didn't do anything, she just teased Song Yong, but he told her righteously: "Pears are crisp, not soft." ”

The appearance of that serious old cadre is particularly interesting.

Chu Ying deliberately leaned closer and played with the taste: "Then tell me, what is soft and white?" ”

The answer was close at hand, and Song Yong saw it as soon as he lowered his eyes, but he didn't dare to say anything, and fled upstairs with red ears.

Stuffy in the room, he found the cigarette in his pocket, a pack of more than a dozen yuan, although it was of inferior quality, it had an addictive effect, and it was the same as a woman like Chu Ying.

Taking a deep breath of his cigarette, the itching sensation in Song Yong's lungs was suppressed, and he remembered that when he was at home, he interacted with friends of the same age, and they had privately chatted about the young lady in the bar club.

Those women are very dusty and kitsch, but they can play well, like flowers and butterflies, and they are very popular with rich people.

At that time he was dismissive and felt dirty.

But he is worse than them, and he was molested by a little widow, and it would be a great shame if it was passed out.

was smoking a cigarette, the door rang, it was Yanzi, "Xiao Song, it's time to eat." ”

Song Yong snuffed out the cigarette and went over, "I don't have an appetite, so I won't eat it yet." ”

"You can't stop eating."

Yanzi went downstairs and came up, she brought dinner into the house, the countryside is coarse tea and light rice, the one for Song Yong is the best, and she specially made fish soup for him, "This is not better than what you eat at home, but how much to eat." ”

Song Yong didn't refuse again, "Okay, it's troublesome." ”

"You're welcome." Yanzi wiped her hands with her apron, "Don't be as knowledgeable as Yingying, she is like that, she loves to hook up, you are well-informed in the city, but don't follow her way." ”

“…… I didn't care. ”

These words were too duplicitous, Song Yong's eyes dodged, and Yan Zihan laughed, "That's okay, she's playing with you, her man is gone, she is a woman, and she is young, it is inevitable that she will ......"

Inevitably lonely?

Even if she lost her husband at a young age, she shouldn't be so frivolous.

A mouthful of mist suffocated in Song Yong's chest, and his thoughts of leaving were even more resolute, "Did you call me today?" ”

"Nope."

Before he came, all his communication tools were confiscated from his home, and no money was left for him, he couldn't contact anyone, so he had to get a mobile phone first, "Is there a place to sell mobile phones in that village?" ”

"Nope." Swallow thought for a moment, "But you can ask Yingying, she can get it." ”

If you want him to go to the woman who is Meng Lang, don't even think about it.

Looking for Chu Ying, it is better to ask for Yanzi, Song Yong said politely: "Aunt Yan, can I borrow your mobile phone to use it?" ”

"No, ......"

Song Yong gave her the only hundred yuan left, "Just a few minutes." ”

Yanzi's heart softened, and he took out his old mobile phone and gave it to him, "No money, but don't tell my family, he said, your family won't let us give you a mobile phone......"

"Okay."

*

The phone was connected, there was some noise on the other end, and the sound of breath penetrated into her ears in a thin and dense manner, and the woman was panting very chaotically, "Which one?" ”

Sensing the abnormality, Song Yong wondered: "It's me, are you busy?" ”

His voice is extremely clear and slow, and it is one of the most magnetic in the male voice.

"Brother Ji?!" Recognizing Song Yong's voice, Xi Ran hurriedly sat up, his voice trembling, as if he was hiding something, "Why are you...... Haven't you been driven to the country? ”

Song Yong: "Well, I want to ask you for a favor." ”

When the words fell, there was a man's gasp in the microphone, and he sensitively captured, "Is there anyone around you?" ”