Fragrant Spring - '1Farewell Again

Qiaofen was ashamed and afraid. She knew her husband's habit. After being separated for so long, she couldn't bear to reject him. She just turned sideways, with her back to the door, and whispered: "What are you doing?"

After holding it in for so long, Chen Ming was a little rough, scratched and rubbed it hard, and said tremblingly: "Just for a moment, he thought of me." Chen Ming was also scared, and he really only let go after touching it for a while.

It's impossible for Qiaofen to do that. Just being able to touch him is already very satisfying.

Qiaofen straightened her clothes that were messed up by being caught and rubbed, and said with a flushed face: "Isn't it exciting?"

Chen Ming said stupidly: "It's really fun."

Qiaofen grabbed Chen Ming's hand and said, as if blaming or complaining: "I know you're not enjoying yourself, just bear with it, I'll come back next month."

Chen Ming nodded naively and said, "Don't buy so many things next time you come. Life at home is difficult, so just save some money."

Only then did Qiaofen realize that Chen Ming hadn't even bothered to eat the fruit she bought, so she took an apple and wiped it on the hem of her clothes, handed it to Chen Ming, and said softly: "Eat one, here is it."

Bought with money.”

"Ah Jian is such a good person..." Before Chen Ming finished speaking, he heard someone talking outside. It was Lao Zhao who had come over, and the two people outside were talking to him.

The moment of separation was coming. Qiaofen quickly grabbed Chen Ming's hand, pressed it on her peak and then let go. It was not that she had desire in her heart, but that she pitied and loved her husband. After this separation, I don't know what will happen next time.

When can we meet again.

Qiaofen's behavior surprised Chen Ming. His hand stopped in mid-air, full of gratitude and reluctance.

Lao Zhao walked in, swatted the flying flies with his hand, and said, "It's time, let's go."

Chen Ming quickly handed him another cigarette and lit it for him. Chen Ming said, "I'll give it to my wife, okay?"

Old Zhao lit a cigarette and walked out of the house. He really didn't want to stay in this room. There were too many flies and the smell of rotten leaves filled the air. Old Zhao said, "Let's go and send it to the door."

This detention center is so relaxed, and almost everything can be discussed. It's no wonder that such a large detention center doesn't even have a meeting room, so how can it be so strict?

When they arrived at the open space in front of the detention center building, He Bingchang was already waiting beside his motorcycle. When he saw Chen Ming, he was polite and took out his cigarettes and gave them to Chen Ming and Lao Zhao. Lao Zhao had not finished smoking the cigarette in his hand.

, he took it and clamped it on his ear. He Bingchang said meaningfully to Chen Ming: "Brother, your wife is so good to you, you have to reform well, strive for a reduced sentence, and live up to her day and night."

I’m waiting for you.”

"Of course, I will definitely reform it." Chen Ming replied like a primary school student, nodding and bowing. The excitement just now has passed. Although he is still reluctant to leave, there are outsiders here, so Chen Ming still dare not have sex with Qiaofen.

What an action of holding hands.

Qiaofen, too, climbed onto the side of the motorcycle and looked at Chen Ming, her eyes full of nostalgia. All she could say was: "I'm leaving. You have to take care of yourself. You don't have to worry at home."

Chen Ming nodded and waved gently.

He Bingchang got on the motorcycle, pedaled hard twice, started the car, and drove away quickly, leaving behind the choking smell of gasoline smoke and the lonely Chen Ming.

I came late in the morning, and it was already past two o'clock in the afternoon. He Bingchang hadn't had lunch yet, and it was rare for him to stay with a woman until now for a woman. Qiaofen hadn't had lunch either, and she didn't feel hungry at all.

, but in order to thank He Bingchang, she decided to treat He Bingchang to a bowl of gouache. She couldn't afford it for a high-class person. A bowl of gouache cost one yuan and five dollars, but she could still afford it.

A few minutes later, the motorcycle drove into the county town. Next to a roadside stall set up with colorful strips of cloth, Qiaofen shouted: "Director He, stop the car."

He Bingchang quickly grabbed the clutch, stepped on the brake, and asked, "Why are you stopping?"

Qiaofen had already gotten out of the car, and she said, "You have helped me so much, and you haven't had lunch yet. Let me treat you to a bowl of noodles."

"Haha, okay." He Bingchang drove the motorcycle aside and stopped. He was thinking of inviting Qiaofen to a food stall just now, but unexpectedly Qiaofen invited him first. He Bingchang is used to eating big fish and meat.

No, he didn't care. Now that Qiaofen was willing to invite him, he was actually a little flattered.

The two of them were sitting on a bench in front of the rice noodle stall. Qiaofen said to the stall owner: "Bring me a bowl of gouache."

"One bowl?" The stall owner was a little confused. They were two people, but they only wanted one bowl of noodles. Although she had also received some country people, in order to save some money, the two of them shared a bowl of noodles, but the two people in front of her

, The woman is dressed plainly, and the man is a police officer. He doesn’t look like someone who wants to share a bowl of noodles, right?

Not only the stall owner was confused, but He Bingchang was also confused. He also tilted his head and asked Qiaofen: "Why do you only want one bowl?"

Qiaofen smiled awkwardly and said, "I'll treat you to something, I'm not hungry."

He Bingchang stood up and pretended to leave, pretending to be angry and said: "If you invite me to eat, but you don't eat, then I won't eat either."

Qiaofen quickly grabbed his arm, pulled him to sit down, and said sheepishly: "Sit down, I'll eat too." Then she said to the stall owner: "Then let's have two bowls." He Bingchang said the same thing,

Who can eat when you invite someone to eat while watching from the side? In fact, Qiaofen thinks this way, she is not hungry yet, and will eat when she gets home. What she eats at home is her own, although it is just plain porridge, but

Don't spend money, save whatever you can.

He Bingchang knew that women from the mountains like Qiaofen were reluctant to spend money, so he was not surprised. He was not greedy for this bowl of noodles. He just wanted to have a meal with this beautiful woman at the same table. This was also a kind of enjoyment.

He Bingchang said with a smile: "That's right. What's the point of eating it alone? It's better to eat it with two people, especially one man and one woman."

Qiaofen said with a smile: "Yes." Although this place was not a busy city, the roads were busy with traffic, the sounds of hawkers and the sound of car horns from time to time, and no one noticed what they said.

Not long after, two steaming bowls of gouache were brought to the two of them. Gouice is a specialty snack in this small county and is very popular among people. Some people in nearby counties and cities also make this kind of gouache, but the taste

The taste is always incomparable to that here. Maybe the water and soil of a place nourish a person, and similarly, the water and soil of a place also create the characteristics of a place.
Chapter completed!