brown sugar eggs

A few villagers passed by outside the courtyard. They carried hoes on their shoulders and water bottled in salt water in their hands, and they were going to weed the fields.

It's the season of planting wheat, rapeseed and broad beans, so I'm busy.

The courtyard is very quiet.

Chen Song maintained the action of holding the water bottle, his eyebrows and eyes were tense, and he had a strong sense of aggressive desire. At this time, his face was tense, and his high eyebrows were pressed down, like black clouds pressing down on the city, giving birth to a majestic feeling. serious air.

The people on the haystack did not retreat in the slightest.

"Can't you tell me?" Liang Baiyu continued to smile, the back of his head was off the haystack, his head was tilted up, and the strap of the water bottle was tightened inch by inch with his hands.

And the man at the other end of the belt was much stronger than him, but he was pulled over by him.

The broad back is even more arched.

Liang Baiyu stood up and leaned against his white and slender neck with the collar of his floral shirt. He said in a coquettish tone with his lover, "Then let me smell it."

Just as his breath was about to brush the man's jaw, the water bottle strap between his fingers was suddenly pulled away.

It was fast and heavy, leaving a red mark on the top of his phalanx.

The man straightened up, clasped the water bottle with five fingers and retreated, and pressed the barrier buckle on the left ear with the other hand.

The left ear is very hot.

The same goes for the barrier buckle.

That expression was like dreaming of a glamorous charm that can eat people's hearts and souls.

——After waking up from the dream, I can't tell whether I returned to reality or lost my soul in the dream.

"You're so nervous." Liang Baiyu lay back on the haystack, rubbed the red marks on his hands, raised his eyebrows coquettishly, "I'm just a Beta, I can't seduce you."

Chen Su lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, his shoulders and back were tense.

Liang Baiyu closed the curve of her lips, stood up, walked towards him step by step, and said sincerely and annoyed: "I'm sorry, I offended you just now."

Chen Suone stood on the spot without saying a word, his lips were straightened, and his eyes covered by eyelashes were a bit dazed.

"Don't be angry with me." Liang Baiyu twirled a few grasses off his body, touched his trousers pocket, and took out a soft candy, "I'll give you candy."

Chen Song shook his head.

"I don't even eat sugar." Liang Baiyu curled his lips and reached for his water bottle.

Chen Suone turned away, still not looking at him.

"I want to fill you with water." Liang Baiyu laughed helplessly, her tone was very soft, like coaxing a child.

"No need." Chen Su's voice was hoarse, "I'll go by myself."

He turned and went to the kitchen, his short black hair was wet, and beads of sweat dripped down the back of his neck and buried into his back.

The pheromone in the sweat is very weak, but it seems to be very strong at a certain moment.

Chen Suone didn't look at Liang Baiyu for the whole afternoon, just patching the wall silently.The kettle didn't fall down again, and I took it wherever I went.

As the sun went down, Chen Suone put his dirty hands into the large vat in the corner of the courtyard, and rubbed the plaster between his hands and nails vigorously.

There is rainwater in the tank. He has been washing his hands in it these days, and the water is a bit cloudy.

Liang Baiyu leaned against the tree to tease the chicken, and said gratefully: "You have worked hard today."

The sound of water in the tank stopped.

Hearing his words, the person concerned stood with his back bent, his hands still in the water.

Liang Baiyu glanced at the tall figure with his back turned to him, and reminded in a kind tone: "Your trousers are unraveled."

Chen Suone took out a pair of callused hands and shook the water off his hands. Before he could check his trousers, there were footsteps behind him.

Like a cat, very light.

Chen Suone turned around quickly, stepped back, and hit the water tank with his heel.

The tank shook violently, splashing water everywhere.

Liang Baiyu was startled: "Why do you..."

"Are you so afraid of me?" He smiled and bent over, his thin shoulders were trembling non-stop, his eyes were full of water, very moving.

Chen Song looked at him and smiled.

Liang Baiyu let out an uncomfortable "hey": "It can't be done, I'm out of breath."

The person in front of the tank took a big step, then stopped again.

Liang Baiyu went back under the tree on his stomach, and slowly slid down against the tree trunk. He closed his eyes and leaned back his neck, slightly frowned, panting with half-open lips.

This is just a normal exhalation and inhalation, but it is like a piece of heaven and earth music, one after another, vulgar and seductive.

And this old house, this village is full of a strong sense of separation.

"It's getting late." Liang Baiyu pushed back his hair on both sides. He half-opened his eyes and watched the two chickens eating vegetables. Is it too late? It’s not easy to go up the mountain.”

Chen Song left with an empty water bottle. He passed by a tree and was stopped by a leg.

The legs were wrapped in black trousers, very thin and straight.

A small piece of the trouser leg was rolled up, and a white sock was faintly visible.

Chen Song looked away.

"Bodhisattva, are you coming tomorrow?" Liang Baiyu shifted his attention from the chicken to Chen Suone. He stared at it with such affection that he wished that someone would give him the rest of his life.

Liang Baiyu asked this question every day.

As for Chen Su, every time he kept silent, he knocked on the courtyard door of his house the next day.

It's the same this time.

Liang Baiyu thought so. As usual, he waited for Chen Suone at dawn, but he waited until the sun rose and waited until noon, but he didn't wait for him to come.

It wasn't until dark that someone came to the house.

It's not Chen Suone, it's an unexpected guest, Yang Lingling.She is an elementary school teacher in the village, and she came here for no other reason than to be entrusted by someone to deliver a message to Liang Baiyu.

"Brother Song's father is sick and needs someone to take care of him, so he can't go down the mountain." Yang Lingling stood at the door and didn't go in.

Liang Baiyu said in amazement: "It turns out that the family members are sick."

"How do you know if you don't ask me?" Yang Lingling was short, with slender arms and legs, but she had an aggressive air.

Liang Baiyu smiled and blinked: "Then how did Teacher Yang know?"

"I've been to the mountains after school." Yang Lingling said, "I often go."

Seeing Liang Baiyu listening carefully, she lied and added: "His father knows me very well."

Liang Baiyu's eyes curled up: "Mr. Yang, can you say more? He is too boring. He only works when he comes to my house, and he doesn't chat with me. I don't know him at all, and I don't know how to thank him."

"Thank you for what, you don't count on wages?" Yang Lingling's complexion became worse at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"No." Liang Baiyu said, "He doesn't want wages."

Before Yang Lingling swallowed her breath, she heard Liang Baiyu say again, "I'm quite worried about this matter, how about Teacher Yang help me persuade him?"

The atmosphere in front of the door was a bit suffocating.

An unpleasant smell of traditional Chinese medicine wafted from the yard, and the air-conditioning on Yang Lingling's body receded a lot. She looked at the beautiful and seductive young man in front of her who was several degrees whiter than everyone in the village.

"Brother Song is kind-hearted and willing to help others," Yang Lingling said.

Liang Baiyu nodded in agreement.

Yang Lingling said with a cold face, "I know you understand what I mean."

Liang Baiyu moved closer and looked at her small eyes that did not resemble Yang Ming at all: "Mr. Yang, are you Chen Suone's date?"

Yang Lingling's eyes flickered: "This has nothing to do with you."

"That's not the case." Liang Baiyu said softly, "Don't act like Zhenggong personally came to warn Xiaosan."

As he spoke, he patted the dust off her plaid coat: "It's so embarrassing."

Yang Lingling's expression became even uglier.

Liang Baiyu backed away: "You have already brought it, so I won't keep you. Teacher Yang will not see you off."

"Stop." Looking at his red lips and white teeth, Yang Lingling couldn't help frowning. Sometimes this man is sick, sometimes he is very energetic, and his physical condition is unpredictable.

The combination of mystery, brokenness, and glamour, indeed has a fatal attraction.

When Yang Lingling thought of the scene of her encountering Chen Suone at the foot of the mountain, the gloom in her heart became heavier.She said abruptly: "In this weather, you just wear a shirt, don't you feel cold?"

"As expected of you and Yang Ming being siblings, you both have doubts about my clothes." Liang Baiyu smiled, "I'm not cold, thank you Teacher Yang for your concern."

"One of the reasons why everyone dislikes you is because of your clothes." Yang Lingling was not friendly, nor did she show any obvious contempt or disgust.

"I know, Aunt Liu also said that I don't look like I'm dressed in a mess, but I can't help it. I like to wear shirts, especially the colors. The brighter and more colorful the better." Liang Baiyu pursed her lips, "I want to live a happy life. Is there anything wrong?"

The young man seemed very wronged, and his eyes were red from crying at any time, so pitiful.

Yang Lingling froze for a few seconds, and stayed away from him as if hiding something dangerous. She changed the subject again: "Brother Song needs to see the whole forest, and I am very tired. I can find someone else to repair the house for you."

"Okay." Liang Baiyu's thick eyelashes fluttered, "Then I will trouble Teacher Yang."

Yang Lingling didn't expect him to agree so directly. She couldn't figure out what his plan was, so she said, "It's not easy to find people. I'll let you know when I have news. Just wait."

After finishing speaking, he left, with two long braids on his shoulders and a heavy pack of textbooks on his back.

"Has your brother gone out?" Liang Baiyu asked lazily.

"Yes, I went to Gaozhuang with my mother. He is young, so don't harm him." Yang Lingling kept walking, and quickly turned away from the corner of the room.

It was very dark, and it would be difficult to find anyone hiding in a corner and peeping at this time.

A few strands of hair flickered before Liang Baiyu's eyes. He squinted at the void and muttered for a while, "The sugar at home is gone. Tonight's steamed buns are not good."

"I still need to drink medicine...it's so hard..." Liang Baiyu went back to the room listlessly.

There is a tile-roofed house in the mountain, with a vegetable field in front and a separate pigsty and chicken shed in the back, and two big white geese are kept in a small enclosure.

There is a hemp rope between the two trees at the door, on which are hung some gowns and trousers, all of which are very old.

The main room is filled with a smell of food.

There are so many trees on the mountain that it is difficult to get electricity. At present, only kerosene lamps can be used, and the light around the table is quite bright.

The Chen family's father and son sat on one side of the table, and a skinny little black dog lay under the table.

Chen Suong bit a bit of pickled radish, and took a big bite of the rice. He ate so fast that he finished half a bowl in a short while.

Chen Fugui next to him unwrapped a pack of red plums, which was given to his son by others. He originally wanted to keep it for the New Year to go to relatives to loose cigarettes. Today he is very upset, and his craving for cigarettes is stronger than usual.

"If it wasn't for that girl from the Yang family to visit me, I wouldn't even know that you've been down the mountain every day."

Chen Suone's throat rolled and he swallowed the food.

Next to the kerosene lamp are the things Yang Lingling brought over.

A bag of brown sugar, a bag of soy milk, and a bag of longan cost a lot of money.

Chen Fugui brought the kerosene lamp to him, took off the lampshade to light a cigarette, took two sips when he lit it, and pushed his bowl and chopsticks away: "I leave early and return late, and I repair the old house for people. The family is too poor to open the pot?" , do you want to accept the job?"

Chen Song said, "It's enough."

"Then what kind of work do you take?" Chen Fugui smoked, "It's not that you don't know how many people dislike you, why are you running to the village if you have nothing to do, looking for trouble, right?"

Chen Suone finished eating a little rice at the bottom of the bowl, picked up a piece of cabbage with chopsticks and put it in his mouth: "It's all right."

"It's nothing, it's nothing, you don't want to think that your pheromone is so low..." Chen Fugui's voice stopped abruptly, and he quietly roughed the table, "I'm telling you straight, stay away from that child of the Liang family."

Chen Suone stood up and cleared the table.

"Did you hear that?" Chen Fugui coughed while smoking a cigarette, his body was weak, and he was already strong enough to get up and eat dinner.

Chen Suone stacked two empty porcelain basins together, and then put the bowls on top: "I'm going to boil water."

The little black dog wagged its tail and followed him.

"If you still dare to go to Liang's house, I will break your legs!" Chen Fugui yelled sternly.

He was answered by a dog barking.

Chen Fugui coughed so badly that he was about to cough up his lungs. He slumped in the chair and struggled to breathe, his hand holding the cigarette was trembling.

"The Liang family..."

"The evil star is inherited."

That night, Liang Baiyu went up the mountain with a shovel and came back in the middle of the night. The wet shirt was blown by the night wind and stuck to him. It was damp and cold. When he walked to the door, his body lightened and his footsteps stopped.

There seems to be something in the hole in the courtyard wall.

Liang Baiyu walked over and found a rag hanging there.

Someone crawled through this hole.

Liang Baiyu glanced at the courtyard wall and then at the fabric at the entrance of the hole. The shovel in his hand hit the ground again and again, and the dirt flew onto his leather shoes and trousers, and a grain of sand jumped into his eyes.

It wasn't very painful, but it affected his vision.

Liang Baiyu shed tears of reason, and the discomfort gradually subsided. He walked to the gate of the courtyard, facing the closed door.

Hang the lock on the door well.

Liang Baiyu tore off the plaster on his left wrist, and pinched the piece of flesh that seemed to be bitten by thousands of insects. He forgot to take the medicine before going out, and now he is suffering.

The night gradually deepened.

Liang Baiyu relieved the piercing pain, put the plaster back on his wrist again, and dragged the shovel to open the door.

The shovel scratched a long mark on the ground, and the sound of the rubbing sounded eerie.

Liang Baiyu opened the courtyard door, and crossed the threshold with a flashlight in hand. He walked from room to room, walking all the way before going to the kitchen.

The stove was turned off, but the sand pot on top was still hot, and inside was viscous traditional Chinese medicine.

Liang Baiyu drank it all in one gulp, sat on the small bench in front of the pot hole and dozed off, and just like that, he ushered in the sunrise.

The darkness of yesterday is over and a new day has begun.

There is a broken bridge in the west of the village, which is deserted, surrounded by small forests and old abandoned kilns.Liang Baiyu went there for a walk for two days in a row, and didn't stay long, just walked around.

On the third day, several Alphas met there, asked each other, and said it was a coincidence.

One of the crew members took out a deck of cards from the pocket behind his buttocks, and shuffled them a few times: "Come or not?"

"Come." Someone responded.

The other two also got involved, and started fighting the Landlords on the spot.

When they play cards, they play yellow accents, and they play with the same person, which makes them very excited.

Alpha has a huge advantage in physical strength, if you want to fight hard against any Beta, it's not difficult.

If it is a high-level Alpha, it will definitely make Beta peel off its skin.

A few people said that they can't look down on Beta who can't get out of water, disdain to use strength, and the concentration will not be so weak that they will be seduced. In fact, they don't know if it is useful or not.

They looked down on fellow villagers who claimed to have slept with Liang Baiyu.

This landlord urged me to hurry up.

The flat head looked at the man beside him, seeing that there was only one card left in the opponent's hand, he picked out the three of hearts from his group of soldiers and crabs, and slapped it on the ground.

The old man twitched: "No."

"Grass." Flathead cursed angrily, "You're a fucking cheat!"

The landlord was about to speak when he saw something and shouted, "Brother Kuan!"

The other three followed suit to say hello.

Liu Kuan combed his hair in half to seven points, and looked gentle. He seemed to be passing by, and responded casually: "I'm playing cards."

"It's only been a while." Pingtou shouted, "Brother Kuan, tell me about Liang Baiyu."

"Didn't I say everything that needs to be said? There is nothing to say." Liu Kuan said with a face of resistance, "I can't wait to lose my memory and forget it."

The dead people who were sitting on the floor playing cards looked at each other and remembered what happened last month.

That evening, a stranger came to the village, a beauty, and everyone gathered together. As soon as they heard that it belonged to the Liang family, Liang Baiyu, discussions arose.

At that time, Liu Kuan, who had gone out to work, returned to the village. He pointed at Liang Baiyu and revealed a scandal.

Liu Kuan said that he saw Liang Baiyu doing that with a middle-aged man in the toilet cubicle of the bus station.

The alpha son of the middle-aged man is in line.

Liang Baiyu served the father and son and wanted to do business with him, but he refused.Liang Baiyu knelt down and licked his shoes. He threw up, and kicked the opponent's lower back unbearably.

When Liu Kuan was at the bus station, he didn't know Liang Baiyu's identity, so he didn't know that he was from the same village. He retched a few times on the spot and asked the village chief to drive Liang Baiyu away.

That kind of people can't stay in the village, it's too dirty.

There were some suspicious voices in the crowd. Liu Kuan pointed out that there were a lot of medicine in Liang Baiyu's travel bag. Someone snatched Liang Baiyu's bag and opened it, and found that it was really what Liu Kuan said.

There are very few clothes, and most of them are traditional Chinese medicine and western medicine.

Liang Baiyu's shirt was also forcibly removed, exposing the bruises on her lower back.

At that juncture, Liang Baiyu coughed up a mouthful of blood, and the marks on his neck were exposed to everyone's eyes.

Now it was confirmed that he came out of a certain massage parlor, and his body was already rotten.

However, Liang Baiyu still stayed.

A few people were thinking about Liang Baiyu's figure and appearance, and the affectionate and charming eyes, when a cry came from not far away.

His wife told him to dig the ground, but he pretended not to hear.

The daughter-in-law rushed over holding the pole.

"Die, I can't play the cards anymore, I'll withdraw first." Pingtou lost the cards and ran over. Before his wife was about to twist his ears, he released pheromones and fished out the weak man.

"Did you know that Liang Baiyu would come here and waited for him..."

"What the hell, how could I have a crush on such a dirty thing." The flat head coaxed his daughter-in-law to leave.

"..."

The young couple walked away, the sticky pheromones dissipating in the wind.

Fighting the Landlords lacked one of the three, and Liu Kuan beat him twice, not thinking about it.

"You guys call, I'll go shopping." Liu Kuan lifted his foot and left.

The remaining three also left.

Not long after, Liu Kuan reappeared. He went around the broken bridge looking for something, and then went to the grove, but still found nothing.

"That bitch Liang Baiyu, sooner or later, I will tie him up in the cellar, play with him slowly, until he dies."

Liu Kuan kicked away the broken earthen jar in front of his feet, he suddenly noticed something unusual, and was knocked to the ground by a stick just as he was about to turn around.

The next morning, Liang Baiyu was awakened by the knocking on the door.

As soon as the door opened, Yang Ming rushed in: "Something happened in our village."

"What's the matter?" Liang Baiyu yawned continuously, unable to open his eyes, very sleepy.

"He's dead." Yang Ming grabbed his shoulder and shook him, "Do you know that he's dead? He's completely dead. I just came over there and my brains came out."

"Ah?" Liang Baiyu was slow to respond.

"Liu Kuan," Yang Ming said incoherently, "he is dead, Liu Kuan is dead."