Chapter 102: The Stinky Scoundrel is back
He didn't go to the third squad at the first time, but to the first squad.
It's been three days since he's been in the city, and he hasn't seen his little moon for three days. And because of the relationship between watching the scene at night and going to order goods during the day, he didn't even have time to dream.
Jiang He walked from the Su family's old house to the entrance of the village, and saw a sloppy man with a sack on his back and a figure like his brother from a distance. Jiang He rubbed his eyes, much like calling his brother and afraid of calling the wrong person.
He Qingdong walked past Jiang He with a sack on his back.
The two staggered by, He Qingdong walked a long way, and Jiang He came back to his senses.
Hurriedly turned around and chased after him.
"Brother... Brother, you're back, right? Brother ......"
The quacky sound slowed He Qingdong's pace slightly. He glanced sideways at Jiang He, and just when Jiang He thought that his brother was going to praise him, He Qingdong spoke coldly.
"What are you doing here?"
Rivers:????
"No, brother, I was just standing in the middle of that road, didn't you see me when you came over there? So big me? ”
"I didn't pay attention."
He Qingdong replied almost without thinking.
Jiang He was sad.
It's really sad.
His brother is saying he's short! There's nothing more heartbreaking and hopeless than being told you're short. Jiang He drooped his shoulders and lowered his head, walking forward with a decadent appearance that he had no love, and almost bumped into He Qingdong who stopped.
"Brother?"
"Did something happen to Little Moon?" He Qingdong turned his head and asked with narrow eyes staring at Jiang He.
Jiang He shook his head first, then nodded and shook his head, and in the end he didn't know whether to nod or shake his head.
He Qingdong was extremely irritated by Jiang He's constant nodding and shaking his head, raised his hand and slapped him on the head, and said in a fierce tone: "You fucking brainworm? ”
(Dialect, a meat worm that eats leaves and is fond of shaking its head.) )
Jiang He hurriedly pressed his head and stopped shaking.
"Brother, little moon ......"
"Smack!"
Another slap fell, and Jiang He covered his head.
"Brother?"
Grievance.
He Qingdong sneered and stared at him: "Who the hell is your name Xiaoyue?" That's Lao Tzu's little moon. "He is allowed to call alone.
Jiang He slandered his brother's domineering in his heart, isn't it just a name, if he doesn't let him call it, he won't call it.
"Little..."
"Huh?"
"That's... Comrade Su Xue? Jiang He looked at He Qingdong's face tentatively, not sure if such a title would make his brother angry. It turned out that his brother was not angry.
Jiang He breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother, something happened in the village the day you went to the city."
Then Jiang He told He Qingdong everything that happened in the village. When He Qingdong heard Su Xue come to the door with a knife to cut Li Cuicui, his thin lips hooked a shallow arc.
"A woman worthy of Lao Tzu, spicy enough!"
The river is hehe.
"She also beat Luo Wenbing in front of everyone."
"Where's the hit?" He Qingdong's tone gradually became dangerous.
The river didn't know.
"I heard that I kicked it with the tip of my shoe, but I don't know where it was kicked." He paused, and asked He Qingdong suspiciously: "Brother, what do you want to do?" ”
"Nonsense, of course I dug up Luo Wenbing's piece of meat. Even his dog-like deserves to let Little Moon do it to him? ”
"That brother... You may not be able to. ”
Jiang He was bold and told He Qingdong what happened later. Before he finished speaking, he said that Su Xue was beaten into the hospital by Luo Wenbing, and Jiang He couldn't go on.
He pulled the clothes on his body and looked timidly at He Qingdong with a sneer on his face.
"Brother...... Don't be nervous, Comrade Su Xue is fine..."
As soon as the words fell, He Qingdong had already left like a gust of wind. The direction is the village warehouse!
This warehouse in the village was built during the previous collective labor period and was used to store grain. So the anti-wind lighting or something, it's all done very well.
The warehouse is very tall and spacious, even if Su Xue and her family only live in a small area, they feel that this temporary home is quite empty.
At the moment, she was in front of the window in the best place with the best light, stepping on the sewing machine and making clothes. Her injured shoulder hadn't been lifted too much, which had more or less affected her work.
But the overall is still within the controllability.
Su Bao'er went to play with Chen Qi after dinner in the morning, so Su Xue was the only one in the warehouse.
She was sewing clothes here and was fascinated, when she suddenly heard a noise from the door of the warehouse, Su Xue turned her head to look, and saw a scumbag man with murderous intent walking towards her menacingly.
Su Xue was startled, grabbed the scissors on the side and stood up.
"Who are you, don't come here."
The scumbag didn't stop, but walked in front of her faster. Two fingers lightly grabbed the scissors in her hand, and the big hand pressed on her waist to hug the person into his arms.
"You miss Lao Tzu anymore."
"Huh?" Familiar smell, vulgar tone, isn't this who He Qingdong's stinky hooligan is?
Su Xue, who was still a little afraid, immediately became bold. Raising the arm that was not injured, he pushed the chest in front of him like an iron blow.
"What are you going to do, stinking rascal? Hurry up and let go of me. ”
If she refuses, the effect is naturally counterproductive. The big hand that held her waist not only did not let go, but tightened the person tighter and tighter, as if to rub her into her body.
Su Xue's breathing became a little difficult.
"He Qingdong... Stinky rascals... Do you want to murder me? ”
Su Xue asked with a gasp of rudeness. She stared at him with a small face, her slightly raised apricot eyes full of dissatisfaction.
In response to her, she loosened her hand slightly, and kissed with a stubble...
Su Xue was so blocked that she was about to lose her breath, and the stubble that had just grown out was particularly prickly, and she felt that the place against his cheek was about to catch fire and bleed.
"He Qingdong, it hurts!"
The hand pounded the man's shoulder twice, and there was a cry in his delicate voice. He Qingdong let go of her with a muffled snort, and lowered his eyes to see that the white cheeks were red from his beard.
The originally clear and translucent apricot eyes contain water vapor at this moment, and I want to cry. As she looked at him, her eyelashes fluttered, and tears fell from her eyes.
The tears seemed to drop to He Qingdong's heart.
His heart burned hard.
"Little Moon."
Stretching out her hand to pull someone, Su Xue turned around and didn't look at him.
"You also bully people by pumping hooligans, you get out of here, I don't want to see you."
"Little Moon......
He Qingdong walked around to Su Xue's face, and Su Xue turned his head to the other side.
He Qingdong went to the left, she turned her head to the right, he went to the right, and she went to the left.
Several times like this, He Qingdong had to encircle the person in his arms and lean against the edge of the sewing machine. The tall body bent over and half-squatted, "Little Moon, I was wrong, don't cry, okay?" ”
Su Xue glanced at him.
"What do you think you're doing wrong?"
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