Bai Fumei in the 70’s

The woman's warm lips are attached to his throat, and the wet, slight gasp sound is like a little hook to his heart, making him unable to break free. The soft and white mound affixed to his rugged chest, causing his whole face to burst red enough to drip blood.

She was lying on his body, her eyes were soft and almost dripping, and her pulse was affectionate.8

She bit him twice, once on the left, once on the right. The slight airflow from her mouth flowed into his heart and lungs, as if they are soaked with sweetness.

This woman is really his nemesis!

He Songbai is uncontrollably stiff and his heart is about to jump out of his throat!

After Zhao Lanxiang finished her "teaching", she looked at him so young and excited like a little boy, and she couldn't help but laugh.

Zhao Lanxiang rolled over and laid next to him on the bed. She said sweetly, "I see those pants."

"There is a hole in the middle. I asked you to help in the cornfield that day, was it because of it that you ran so fast?"3

When Zhao Lanxiang thinks about it this way, she thinks He Songbai is so awkward and cute that he asked to be bullied.3

She thought that he was impatient and rejected people from thousands of miles away, but she did not expect that she was wrong from the beginning. His embarrassment gave her great confidence. So she dared to yell at him so boldly and so carelessly now.

Zhao Lanxiang touched her tall nose with her thumb and said softly: "He Songbai, I like you, I only like you, this matter will never change."1

"Regardless of poverty or disease, whether it is good times or bad times."

She said it gently. Those beautiful dark eyes seemed to pass through the air. She saw the man holding her hand to the auditorium, and swore solemnly to her relatives and friends. Until he died, he didn't break this promise, and spoiled her seriously for twenty years.3

They had no children in their entire lives, because he did not want to let her take risks, and did not want to let her suffer. He gave up the right to be a father.6

In this life she will not step into the quagmire of the previous life. She still has a healthy body, she can have her own lovely baby.8

When Zhao Lanxiang thought so, she feels as sweet as honey. So sweet that she narrowed her eyes and felt that even the air she breathed is sweet. After she kissed the young man, she hummed a little lightly, and the voice was light and sweet, soft and sweet like sugar dumplings.

He Songbai is red from ears to neck, more excited than the first time he kissed her. After a long, long time, he thought that Zhao Lanxiang is asleep, his heartbeat is still violent. He is almost breathless, staying every minute in this room is so hard!

Because the sweet and beautiful woman is sleeping on the bed he was lying on day and night. But he could not think of anything, he tries so hard to restrain himself, he could not think of anything!1

But he couldn't help but think about it. The sweet words she said are really the best in the world.

She said she likes him, she only like him, a poor boy!7

He Songbai closed his eyes and opened them suddenly, a deep hidden delight flashed in his pupils, but when this light ignited, only the momentary splendor bloomed, and soon he fell silent.

He wiped his face and shivered.

He Songbai stood up and pulled up Zhao Lanxiang in silence, "Your clothes are a little messed up, sort yourself out."

He sighed.

"For your sake and for my sake, we better keep some distance. Whether it is a relationship..." His low voice suddenly froze a moment, revealing a trace of sadness that is difficult to hide.

"Thank you for fixing up my clothes, but my eldest sister usually do it for me. She was too tired recently, so I didn't trouble her."

"Say... one year later, is one year later. For now, there is no crossing of the line. Lanxiang, I'm... I'm..." He Songbai sobbed.

Zhao Lanxiang was very happy just now, but when she saw that He Songbai is trying so hard to cover up, she suddenly felt sad.

He doesn't know that he would have a chance to turn over in the future. He may think that he will be poor, backward, and despised in the ravines forever.

Zhao Lanxiang touched his face and said, "If you work hard, then work harder, and work harder, you can marry me."

"Would you like to work harder for me?"

He Songbai looked at her serious eyes and turned silent. He couldn't even make out the usual second-handed tone.

He did not reply to her, but only touched her hair.

...

In July, the scorching sun is like fire.

Soon the trenching work on the mountain came to an end. Because the millet in the field is ripe, harvesting of food is the top priority, and everything else will come after the busy farming season. Those peasants who have full of ten work points per day are satisfied. Although they usually do ten work points, but their wife will earn ten work points as well.

Save a little today and a little tomorrow. The brigade's loan for the previous famine can be reduced at the end of the year.

He Songbai and Sister He worked even harder, because they never earned ten full-point credits a day. When the food in the field was ripe, they left the mountain with regret.

When the millet was ripe, He Sanya has a new job. Whenever the adults had finished harvesting the millet, she picked up the broken grain ears that fell in the ground. When she accumulated a lot, she could eat the sweet glutinous rice.

Since He Songbai changed his job, the whole person has become more cheerful. This cheerfulness is not expressed in his words. He is still a person with few words and silent, but his eyes are much lighter than before, the bitterness deposited in the eyebrows is diluted, and the whole person is full of energy, as if he is full of energy.

The entire brigade harvested food together, but there are diligent and lazy people. Lazy people can do some fancy tricks and embroidering their legs, and it is easy to fool people. However, He Songbai worked hard and then worked harder.

On the evening after the completion of the work, Zhao Lanxiang pulled his sleeve and said angrily, "Why do you work stupidly like this, I ask you to work harder, not to make you live so desperate!"

She is really distressed, and she said, "You don't want to eat the food I cook, and you put so much effort. You are burning your own life, you fool. I will go back to buy meat tomorrow and you must not refuse!"3

He Songbai wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeve and said nothing.