Soft and cute Zaizai wins in the era article

When he said this, Liu Hongjun actually had no idea, but he already had a plan to take advantage of his return to take the time to visit the county and urban areas to see if there were many stalls and businesses in his hometown.

Zhao Suhua made the bed and came out. Yang Manchun also finished the eggs in the bowl. She was really too greasy to eat the noodles. Liu Hongjun, who saw it, took it and finished it in two or three bites.

"Jun boy, the bed is made. I've put a cattail leaf fan for you. You can use it when it gets hot at night."

Seeing Liu Hongjun nodding, she put away the bowl and called Liu Hongjun:

"The footbath is in the usual place, and the bathtub for bathing is upstairs in the pig pen."

Liu Hongjun first took out three bags from the luggage beside the wall, and then reached out to Yang Manchun:

"I know, Mom, just put the bowl there and I'll wash it. Don't worry about it. Let's go inside and get the clothes first."

Zhao Suhua did not respond to him and only slapped her man:

"You're not doing enough, how can I do it alone?"

The eldest son is Liu Hongjun's eldest brother Liu Hongbing. He and Liu Changbao's father and son team up, and the third son and fourth son team up to keep vigil in rotation every night.

Liu Changbao put the opened pack of cigarettes into his pocket and handed the rest to his old wife:

"You received it. I'll get a few packages for the eldest brother and the third child to cut tomorrow."

Zhao Suhua rolled her eyes at him:
"You are willing to give up such a good thing!"

Having said that, when he took the cigarettes in his hand, he still left the unopened cigarette in the cabinet outside. He only took out three packs of the opened cigarettes, and the remaining six packs were taken out. I have to wait until daytime tomorrow to distribute it to the three sons at home.

……

Yang Manchun was pulled into the room by Liu Hongjun. Before he had time to take a look, he was filled with tears from the smell of mugwort in the room.

"Don't cry, don't cry. I know you've been wronged today. Come on, let me hug you. Don't cry. You cry so much that I feel like crying."

Liu Hongjun knew that Yang Manchun shed tears because of the smell of mugwort, but he deliberately misinterpreted her meaning. Not only did he say comforting words, he actually put his hands into his arms.

He ignored Yang Manchun's slight struggle and took a deep breath on her neck:
"Don't move, I'll give you a hug."

He really just wanted to hug her. You know, he had wanted to do this since he got the certificate in Beijing. But in the past few days, he had never been able to find time to be alone with Yang Manchun.

Yang Manchun's eyes hurt, but her hands were tightly held behind her by Liu Hongjun. She leaned back and raised her head high:
"Let go first, I stink so much."

She had goosebumps all over her body just after being sucked by Liu Hongjun, not only because of the stench on her body, but also because Liu Hongjun didn't even close the door when she first entered.

How embarrassing it would be if someone came in without knocking and saw this!
But she didn't know that her movements while raising her head and twisting in her arms made Liu Hongjun stiffen instantly.

He lowered his head and pressed his lips against Yang Manchun's frightened eyes...

For a long time, the lips are divided.

Yang Manchun buried himself in Liu Hongjun's chest, but his free hands pinched Liu Hongjun's waist. Liu Hongjun made a "hissing" sound of inhalation, and then stepped on him hard before withdrawing from Liu Hongjun's arms:
"It stinks so much, I need to take a shower."

Liu Hongjun stretched out his hand and smoothed her slightly messy hair:
"Sit down first and let me look at your feet."

Yang Manchun immediately felt aggrieved:
"It must have bubbled."

There was a strong nasal sound in his tone.

Liu Hongjun stretched out his hand again in distress, and was about to bend down and pick her up, but Yang Manchun quickly took two steps back.

"The door is not closed." She had just been immersed in Liu Hongjun's kiss, and she had forgotten that the door was not closed. But when she raised her head and saw the wide open door, she subconsciously took two steps back.

However, the space in this room was obviously smaller. She took a few steps back and was already leaning on the edge of the bed. Yang Manchun sat down and did not stand up again. Instead, she raised her head and looked at the room carefully.

The room was much larger than her room in Beijing, about ten square feet, and the bed under her butt was placed against the wall inside.

There was a gray burlap mosquito net hanging on the bed, but the sheets and quilt cover on the bed were [-]% new light blue cotton.

There was a desk beside the bed, which looked like a new one, but it was unpainted and made of wood. There were several books neatly placed on the desk. Yang Manchun recognized them at a glance. They were all junior high school textbooks.

There is also a hand-sized mirror with a broken corner on the desk, and a pen holder with two half-cut pencils in it.

Next to the reading desk, there is also a three-door wardrobe in solid wood color.

Yang Manchun opened the curtain and looked at the end of the bed. There was a cabinet for storing things at the end of the bed against the wall.

The house is very simple, but it is as clean as the main hall outside. The only difference is that the floor is not cement, but tamped earth.

I don't know if this house was built too long ago or because there are too many people walking around in the house, so the ground looks very bumpy.

Yang Manchun subconsciously looked up at the roof again, and sure enough he saw a thatched roof, but the beams and roof were still clean, with only one or two sporadic spider webs that seemed to have been newly formed.

"The conditions at home are not as good as those in the city. Manchun, I'm sorry, I've wronged you for a few days."

After closing the door, Liu Hongjun turned around and saw Yang Manchun looking at the room carefully. He had also been paying attention to her expression. To his surprise, he did not see disgust on Yang Manchun's face.

With a smile on his face and apologies in his eyes, he squatted in front of Yang Manchun and reached out to take off her shoes:

"Let me look at your feet first."

Yang Manchun did not refuse. She felt really sour in her heart. She was also afraid that she would cry as soon as she spoke, so she allowed Liu Hongjun to take off her small leather shoes.

The original stockings had been stepped on on the train, and the insteps were covered with footprints. During the twenty-mile mountain road in the afternoon, the blisters on the toes and heels were worn out again.

It was better when she took off her shoes, but when Liu Hongjun took off her socks, it was so painful that she grimaced:

"I'll do it myself. Don't you want to fetch water for me to soak my feet? Go ahead."

Although her feet didn't smell bad, she still seemed to smell a sour smell after not washing them for several days in the summer.

Liu Hongjun stretched out his hand to block Yang Manchun's hand.

"Sit down."

He looked like he was already bleeding. No wonder the girl was uncomfortable walking just now.

He sighed:
"It's really a shame."

Even the feet are so thin and tender, how can they not get blistered?
He also forgot that she should change into a pair of shoes on the road. He seemed to remember that Yang Manchun brought cloth shoes:

"Don't wear leather shoes tomorrow. After you take a shower later, I'll get some red liquid for you to rub."

Yang Manchun also raised her feet to look. She hissed and inhaled while nodding:
"Go get some water, I'm so itchy."

What she wants to do most now is to take a shower and wash her hair.