Olives

Beyond the mountains, the grayest plain water is the blue-green Lianma River.It is a branch of the Dajiang River, which originates from the northern foot, flows through ten counties, and flows into Liuping Reservoir.It is a bit unrealistic to support one person with one side of water and soil, not to mention the spring warm water rises, which is prone to waterlogging. Guangzhuang Zizhong bought the land back then and discharged construction waste water upstream, so it is not suitable to live nearby.One is that the water is dirty and smelly, and the other is that there are occasional floating corpses.It was rumored that a woman was starching clothes on the bank of the Nerima River, when a ball of fine algae entangled her mallet, and when she struggled to lift it upwards, half of her head protruded.The woman fell into the river, screaming and "scrapping" with the shapeless naked corpse, grabbing a handful of carrion.The police fished it up to investigate, and called the woman who fell into the water to claim it. It was very dramatic, saying that the two of you should be mother-son relationship.

"Fuck you! My youngest son is working away from home. Will he rot in the water?!"

"Keep your mouth clean. We preliminarily determined that the deceased was shot, and methamphetamine was hidden in the buttocks."

Before Zhuang Zizhong was exonerated, he built a leisure and entertainment club on the bank of the Nanma River, which was Western-style in appearance and named it "Xianglanhai".People in Sushui don't agree with this westernized aesthetic, and they don't have the spare money to spend easily. Zhuang Zizhong logically engages in a membership system, which is not open to general customers, but only accepts "old knowledge and new knowledge".It is said that the one who took over Xianglanhai was one of his lovers, who was more than a year younger than him, and gave birth to an incense lamp for him, but died young, saying that he was fed to death by his enemies with rat poison mixed with milk.

On the side of Shao Jinquan and Fu Wenqiang, if they were not at war, they could still be regarded as old enemies, and it was not suitable for them to be in their respective territories. Xianglanhai was a good compromise.

That imitation 77, Liu Yadong took it back in a small nylon package, did not turn on the light, stuffed it into the belly of the bed in the dark, touched a few tin pots and iron basins, and there were several tinkling sounds, and Lan Zhou heard the sound Come in from the balcony, bringing in a smell of cigarettes.He froze for a moment and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Get, get something." Liu Yadong stood up and smelled it, "Smoking secretly?"

Lan Zhou was a little embarrassed by being seen through, and hurried past him to turn on the light, "Just one."

"Boat." Liu Yadong stretched out his arms and blocked him.

The two paused in the darkness, both breathing heavily.

Lan Zhou became more and more aware of the richness of Liu Yadong's eyes when he looked at him. There were all kinds of things in them, covering emotions, anger, sorrow, and joy.He originally thought that only Chen Yongren of "Infernal Affairs" could translate such specific and subtle content.At this glance today, bewilderment prevailed, and Lan Zhou's heart softened abruptly, allowing him to embrace him warmly.After all, this is inseparable from a strange word, two men hugging each other, what do they learn?But in this strange place, Lan Zhou also felt stranded physically and mentally, floating in the water, as if no matter how he flashed around, he was going to stay here after all.Liu Yadong tightened his arms, pressed the bridge of his nose against the outside of his ear, rubbed it twice, and hid his forehead in his neck.

Counting this year's solar terms, the rain has passed, and the plain water still has no spring flavor.When he said he was digging out something, Lan Zhou would not believe it, but he was too embarrassed to ask him, what did you hide just now?Liu Yadong was hiding it from him, and this matter alone made him unwilling to say it like a reminder.Lan Zhou closed his shoulder blades and stroked him gently.

Liu Yadong's weight visibly leaned against Lanzhou, shrunk, as if curled up.The two embraced and retreated into the corner of the wall. The corner of the wall cut off the moonlight even more, black on top of black, almost invisible, so it brought a sense of unpredictable crisis, but relatively, it was also full of kindness. An infinite sense of security.Looking at each other for a few seconds, Liu Yadong's lips stuck to the Lanzhou artery, he licked a piece, and the tip of his tongue poked forward.Lan Zhou shivered, waving his arms to push him, and his breathing became hasty.Liu Yadong acted like a hooligan, sticking out his tongue more, covering it up to suck. Unlike hooligans, he neither teased nor spoke dirty words, but was silent and solemn.There were still voices downstairs, but the door was locked.Liu Yadong came forward, clinging to his lower abdomen, repeating the words Chuaner, and after a while he called Xiaochuaner, and said vaguely that I like you.

Lan Zhou shivered against the wall, gripping Liu Yadong's clothes tightly, thinking about what he should do.How should I not lose Liu Yadong, and naively not insult his little masculinity.

The Lanzhou area has always been on the fringe of the modernization plan, and ignorance and poverty have become a feature.Han and barbarians have always faced each other. I don’t know what the Han people think. In short, they are enraged by the mountains, and they want to escape their relatives and play with the throbbing in their blood in a dangerous and painful way.The longing for foreign cities cannot but be said to be the result of the heat radiation of globalization, which even shines into the deep wrinkles of the Southwest.And male identification, masculinity, this is almost Lan Zhou's innate weakness, he is neither cruel nor bandit, he never wants to climb mountains and mountains, fight and fight, and even does not have a dark complexion, which has become a kind of defect.

His father "wandered" for several years, and when he came back ill, he was covered with herpes and purple spots, hepatosplenomegaly, and the blood flowed uncontrollably all over the bed.In the eyes of outsiders, he is a stinky bacon, but he himself is still proud of having gone through a lot of experience.Even if this is going to a big city to steal, take drugs, and talk about some specious love.

Lan Zhou's father shaved off the "Heavenly Bodhisattva", took off the big earrings, and no longer wears garva.He can speak Chinese fluently, and can speak a few bad English in a ruffian way.He said that Hong Kong has Kowloon Bay and Beijing has Shichahai, both of which are beautiful.He brought back an old guitar and could only play "Story of Time" by Luo Dayou intermittently.He was so stubborn that he said two words before he died, one was that he was not sick, and the other was to Lan Zhou: "You are not like a boy, you have no ambition. The world is so good and big, I will quit the drug If I could run outside to play again, I would die in the wind with a grin." He couldn't hold the mountains anymore.

As time passed, Lan Zhou also envied him for being able to wander around.

It's easy to wander if you don't have roots, like his father gave birth to him, and he was destined to "travel" around and return to his homeland.He has no roots now, he can go anywhere with the wind, but he is weak, and always wants to have a little bit of attachment, a place to stay.He originally thought it could be Hu Ziqiang, a "companion" in a simple sense.result.

He realized that his "attachment" had changed, and he leaned sideways, and he almost understood what his liking contained.Liu Yadong's lips moved to the other side of his neck, and lightly swept across his Adam's apple, drawing a wet trace, Lan Zhou held back an indecent moan in time.Frequent erection is actually a man's inferiority.Lan Zhou's scalp was crispy, and he felt a little cautious, a little confused, and a little self-blame. ——In fact, there is also a little bit of ecstasy and complacency.

"Hu Sun'er," Liu Yadong poked forward, as if trying to get entangled with his things.He gasped, "Is he coming back tonight...?"

Lan Zhou unconsciously rubbed against the frequency, and the blood in the words tightened.Holding Liu Yadong's arms, he murmured: "I don't know." He rested his forehead on his left shoulder and closed his eyes dejectedly.In the dimness and darkness, the earth and rocks were loose, and the two springs gushed out at the same time, swallowing pearls and jade, and merged into one stream.

It is very grand for local snakes to meet each other, each "regiment" and "faction" have more or less news, but don't worry about taking advantage of the fire and looting, generally no one dares to do this kind of thing, otherwise it will be infamous for thousands of years.Wearing a suit is a must, Shao Jinquan brought a set of ironed birds of good news to Liu Yadong. "I took it according to the height of 180. How tall are you? I think it's only a lot." He gave another solid-color tie, "I will drive at night, and the old Qiang Aisen will follow behind."

"Hu......"

"He is also following the one behind." Shao Jinquan handed another tie clip, "Don't be afraid, the more you are in front of him, the less he will move. You put that one behind your waist. Make sure it falls out as you walk, then We're going to be ugly."

The banks of the Lianma River are uniformly black, and a bright Xianglanhai stands alone, which is a little scary.

Entering Xianglanhai, splashing a smell of money on his face, one can't help but think that Zhuang Zizhong did a lot of crimes before, so that he can afford such a huge sum of money.Not to mention a row of crystal chandeliers embedded in the gold-plated ceiling, the Venus with a broken arm standing between the fountains in the center of the single lobby is not made of plaster, but has a shallow capital phosphorescence.There is the etiquette of wearing a one-step skirt by the door, wearing a purple red silk scarf, smiling with eight teeth, and bowing his head: "Good evening, Boss Shao." At the beginning is an older man with a blue collar on his collar and a well-painted lipstick. The boundaries are clear, and "Lobby Manager" is engraved on the badge.She stuffed the intercom, pointed forward, smiled gracefully and said, "Mr. Shao, good evening, follow me here."

The cloister is paved with marble and decorated with pearls and emeralds, which is a bit low-quality.Fortunately, there are many fake and famous paintings hanging up, which makes it a bit more vulgar.For example, the most eye-catching one is the "Grand Lady of the Palace" by Keiratri. The woman in the painting is holding a feather fan with bare buttocks and back.Liu Yadong took a glance, and his eyes calmly slid from the plump breasts of the painter to his toes, without stopping for a second.The visual stimulation did not arouse the palpitations that he should have at his age, not because of the painting, but because of Liu Yadong himself.

There is a box at the end of the corridor, and the door looks extraordinarily heavy.The lobby manager said to wait a moment, and opened the door first to go in.I didn't feel slighted, and it was right to wait. Fu Wenqiang should be on an equal footing with Wen Qi. When he called "Brother Shao", Shao Jinquan had to respond with "Brother Wenqiang".

Liu Yadong made the gun on his waist uncomfortable, and his suit didn't fit as well as his usual clothes. He pulled his collar, raised his waist, repeatedly pressed his tie on the front, and kept twisting his neck.He wanted to say that he was fine, but in fact he was simply uneasy.To put it bluntly, so far, he has been able to fight and obey. He has not yet reached the point where he needs to be aware and respond. He understands the viciousness of the people in the box. Although he also knows that Shao Jinquan's subordinates have countless bloody accounts, it seems to be different.Shao Jinquan is good at disguising, he can pack cold things in a light and cloudy way, and he can make people tame "willingly".It's like he said that night: "If you don't want to go, you can tell me, I'll take Xiaolan, it's the same."

"The tie is not fastened." Shao Jinquan pointed at him.

Liu Yadong looked down, it was pretty much the same, but it was so awkward that he couldn't tell.

"Tie it again." Shao Jinquan stretched out his hand, "There is a saying that learning to tie a tie is the first step for a boy to become a man."

Shao Jinquan's fingers had a slight vicissitudes of life, as if he could lift weight easily.He crossed the tie across his chest, keeping the wide end long and the thin end slightly shorter. He fixed the nodes and passed the long tie backwards, first from back to front on the right side, then from front to back on the left lap.Then wrap it horizontally from the front, and a beautiful knot is formed. "This is called the Windsor knot, which is suitable for thin ties." Shao Jinquan explained, "Because there was a Duke of Windsor in England who liked this kind of tie very much before, so it was named this way. You can see that it looks very pretty, quite fashionable."

Liu Yadong was startled when he touched his forehead, and suddenly raised his eyes to look at him.Shao Jinquan smiled at him.

The lobby manager opened the door, "Boss Shao, please come in."

As soon as Shao Jinquan entered, the box was suddenly quiet with laughter and singing.Fu Wenqiang is short and round, like Han Chen in "Infernal Affairs".He stood up from the leather sofa, clapped his hands violently, and said loudly: "Brother Shao is here, it's not easy for you as a literati to appreciate you, but I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

Shao Jinquan stretched out his hand: "Brother Wen Qiang is too punctual! It makes me ashamed."

"I'm in charge, can I ask you to wait?" Fu Wenqiang grabbed Shao Jinquan's wrist and put it in his arms, hugged him, slapped Shao Jinquan's back with his palm, and said with a smile: "Let's have a foreigner too." !" While speaking, Dai Cuiyu held Shao Jinquan's face in her chubby hands, tiptoed and sucked on his left cheek.The sound of the sound elicited a whistle from the box.Only then did Liu Yadong realize that there were quite a few people in the box, including two foreign girls with blonde hair and blue eyes.With a shiny water stain on his face, Shao Jinquan turned his head and looked forward to Liu Yadong.

Half of his face was visibly darkened, and it was obvious that this enthusiastic mouthful was Fu Wenqiang's humiliation.

There was singing in the box, the tea table was full of cigarettes and wine, the cosmic ball lights were spinning, and the blue and purple lights were splashing everywhere.The foreign beauty turned out to be Russian, and Fu Wenqiang spent a lot of money to recruit her to be the hostess of the Zijin Club, and he took it with him everywhere he went.According to Fu Wenqiang's words: "I'm used to eating local chicken, but I want to stew foreign duck. If I don't make some special dishes among you guys, how can I make money now?"

These two seemed to be the best of the best, with high nose bridges and blue eyes, full breasts, so white that they could distinguish texture from Chinese women.Fu Wenqiang pinched the buttocks of one of them, waved his hand, and said, "Lily, you go to accompany Boss Shao, don't you scold Chinese men for being impatient? You go flirt in front of him, what shall I teach you?" It's called Liu Xiahui, who is not in chaos, haha."

Everyone looked towards Shao Jinquan who was seated.A woman named Lili crawled over a group of men's thighs, said hello in broken Chinese, and took off her windbreaker, revealing a gap between her chest.

Liu Yadong stood nearby, seeing the Russian woman sitting on Shao Jinquan's body with her legs crossed, she couldn't help but stare.

Shao Jinquan allowed Lily to climb up, put out one hand to support her waist, and said to Fu Wenqiang: "World War II caused a lot of men and widows in Russia. I heard that many Russian women in the Northeast came to seek gold. How can we give you money?" Brother Wen Qiang picks plain water?"

"The moon in foreign countries may not be very round. Which country has no poor ghosts?" Fu Wenqiang leaned back on the sofa and stared at it. "Brother Shao, is he interested? In this way, as long as you give us US dollars, I will dig you two." Come as your sign."

The woman rubbed the bridge of her nose against Shao Jinquan's neck, "I'm not as rich as Brother Wen Qiang here, and I may not be able to dig it well."

"Ouch—you're telling me you're poor?" Fu Wenqiang smiled, "It's your water company's money!"

"Debt collection is hard to do now, chasing after other people's buttocks," Shao Jinquan held down the woman's hand that was inserted between his legs, "The one who owes the money is the uncle."

"Don't lie to me that I don't know how ruthless your water company is." Fu Wenqiang raised his eyebrows, "Did you hide in Guangzhou in 2000? I don't believe that woman brought her son up and down by herself. A beautiful jewelry store arrived for you? You are so kind-hearted."

The woman rubbed his chest against his chin, and Shao Jinquan frowned slightly: "We will listen to what the court decides."

"The rascal wants to teach the Fa?!" Fu Wenqiang thumped the sofa, his eyes widening.

Shao Jinquan covered the woman's approaching lips, and said, "Only by governing the country according to the law can the country be safe. Who dare not speak the law?"

"Okay, okay!" Fu Wenqiang clapped his hands three times.

Then he said: "Lily, come down, I have spoken well, right? You are not good enough!"

The woman returned to her original position, and Shao Jinquan tidied things up.

"Old He, I don't know that he is so courageous that he wants to mess with your subordinates in broad daylight." Fu Wenqiang poured a glass of foreign wine to Shao Jinquan, "You have been tortured for a few days, right?"

Shao Jinquan picked up his wine glass and touched it forward, "I said to torture you, it's all business."

"There are three companies in our business." Fu Wenqiang held up three fingers, "One is bleeding, the other is amputating tendons, and the other is killing people. Which business do you think you run?"

Shao Jinquan gave the password, Tu Wen moved his hand, in the back alley of Jinding Tea House.Hou Aisen wiped the knife and handed it to him, and said, keep a little bit of sense, and if he dies, he will trouble you.Tu Wen raised the knife and cut his ankle and wrist.Getting a smell of blood in the air, Hou Aisen threw a cold towel to Tu Wen to wipe his face, and called the stinky onion to drive the van to the alley.Several people rolled up the half-dead He Lao's eggs and took them to the railway hospital to suture them to stop the bleeding.People are still alive, their tendons are broken, and their patella is punctured again. They may not be able to walk or jump in the future.

Shao Jinquan took a sip of his wine and said with a smile, "Save Brother Wen Qiang's life."

"I know he's a rotten person!" Fu Wenqiang knocked on the tea table with squinted eyes, and said with a low voice, "If I hadn't covered him, look at how many lives he would have sent out."

Shao Jinquan clinked glasses with him again, "I count on you to embrace the right tree."

"That's me giving him face, don't you just expect him to lead Yunnan's head..." Fu Wenqiang made a needle gesture, poking at the pulse.

Shao Jinquan glanced at him, and said in a low voice: "You take risky moves every step of the way. The old Zhuangtou is the most difficult to wash. How many times did you think you were killed?"

"Ma Wuye grass is not fat, I am dead enough if I am not dangerous, I might as well make a lot of money!" Fu Wenqiang stared at the eyeballs and laughed happily.

Shao Jinquan moved away, and his voice became louder: "You have your business experience."

Fu Wenqiang didn't move, and looked at him straight in the eye: "You are so handsome, Brother Shao."

Shao Jinquan smiled with crow's feet, "I want to be a teenager, and I will obey what you say."

"Hey no." Fu Wenqiang refused to admit that there was something wrong, "A man like you has a sense of proportion, and the older he gets, the more he has that taste. You talk about Chen Daoming, the Puyi he played is not as good as the Kangxi he played It has a smell. Your temperament, your nose and eyes are the best ones just like him. "

"I have inherited my father." Shao Jinquan was born with this bragging.

"I've read the report about Mo Wenchang's shooting! You are like him, and you're pretty good!" Fu Wenqiang took a sip of his foreign wine, tsk tsk, and said, "Mo Wenchang, I think he's a scapegoat. It’s not that he fired a cannon for the bitch, his little blood account will not be killed, the age is not good! How can it be that there is a door and a way at the moment, sentenced to decades, the prison engages in tertiary production, I invest a fortune , won’t you just fish it out?”

Shao Jinquan didn't speak.Liu Yadong clenched his toes in his leather shoes, forcing himself to be alert.

"Hey, don't be sensitive." Fu Wenqiang shrugged, "I don't believe that the three generations of my ancestors didn't strip everything for you, just for fun, check it out, it's not bad if you can keep a pair of trousers."

Shao Jinquan nodded and touched the tip of his nose: "That's right."

"Wen Qi has taken over you, so he has a bit of vision." Fu Wenqiang patted his knee, "Except for managing such a large area of ​​land for you, and annoying you to solve his troubles, how much can he share with you in a year?" What about commissions? When you go ashore in the future, you must have a house and a car, so I have a deal for you, right?"

Shao Jinquan raised his brows on one side and lowered on the right, and after a moment of silence, he said, "He is a kindness to me."

Fu Wenqiang said "Oh" and said, "Zhiyu? Zhiyu is so good that you can't finish high school, so pick up a gun and be a killer for him."

Shao Jinquan: "I've come all the way, brother Wen Qiang was in the bearing factory when he was young, wasn't he also an advanced model?"

Walk all over.Instead, Fu Wenqiang was silent for a few seconds.

He leaned back into the sofa: "I believe in giving the money in place, and there is nothing I can't get. Then I'll say it straight, Brother Shao, come and follow me, my family has a big business! Villa Mine Hotel, you and I will share it without blinking."

Shao Jinquan didn't imagine such a layer.He humbly declined: "I'm not talented."

"I'm going to give away the dog life of He Laozi to your subordinate Jiu Qiang, so you can send him to the west."

Shao Jinquan laughed: "There is no such rule, fate is his own."

Fu Wenqiang knocked his wine glass on the coffee table, "If you don't come, I'll find a chance to kill you!"

"When are you ready?"

Fu Wenqiang stomped his heels, and several of them lifted their clothes, each drew a black-painted gun, and slapped the coffee table.It also smelled like Johnnie To.Liu Yadong's heart jumped up, swish, and fell into the bottom of the valley to hide in the cecum again.He calmed down and calculated, fuck/he/fuck, they are outnumbered.

night.Five tables of mahjong, three tables of bored chicken, and a few private rooms borrowed dice to shake. Xiao Lu recorded it on the account, took out a can of Huamei from the counter, stuffed it into his mouth, and said while eating: "The detachment is new The one who came here is so handsome, like Fei Xiang, but he came to play mahjong." The other receptionist patted her on the back of the hand: "The spring heart is flooding? It hasn't recovered yet, and the cats haven't been in spring yet. Don't start flirting with me first." Xiao Lu Pooh: "I'm just thinking about it, don't compare me with the whores in Chunshuitang." The other replied, "Laughing at the poor but not laughing at the prostitutes! If you make enough money to wash it for nothing, she will turn into a rich wife." Xiao Lu Lianfan Said the plum into her mouth: "Oh, you are so annoying, you are the only one who can speak, I can curse them to have bayberry sores!" "You are so poisonous."

In the code room, Wu Qimeng threw a chip on the back of Lan Zhou's head, "Huh?"

"Is the soul there?"

Lan Zhou picked up the chips and put them back on the table, "Yes."

"Now you are like the dead wife of a stinky man." Wu Qimeng's harsh words were unmatched by anyone.

In exchange for Tu Wen, he yelled and pinched this dead shemale, but Lan Zhou couldn't do it, and choked out an "oh".Wu Qimeng was taken aback for a moment, laughing on the chair until his stomach ached.He restrained himself, rubbed his cheeks and said, "You are quite boring, it will be difficult to get a girlfriend in the future."

Lan Zhou thought about it, and answered in his heart: It's okay if you can't hand it in. "It can't be helped," he said.

"You are suitable for others to love you."

When Lan Zhou touched his neck, the feeling of Liu Yadong licking and kissing on it suddenly came up. "Then there's no one else." Lan Zhou rubbed it on it and laughed at himself, but he was actually smug in his heart.

Wu Qimeng looked straight at him and said, "You asked me that day in the car, and I know what it means."

Lan Zhou's face became hot all of a sudden, as if he and Liu Yadong's fight last night, he clearly saw it all.So far, he is still selfish and only willing to let this happen at the corner of the wall, and he has been forced to accept it. The taste of it will not be recollected in the past.When Wu Qimeng said this in a thin voice, the meaning was infinitely extended, like this is really a love story of eternal love.The result was beyond his comprehension.In other words, what Lan Zhou is currently following is just a primitive instinct.

"I'm different from others. I think of myself as a woman, and I should love men as a matter of course." Wu Qimeng said, with a smile on his face, "Gao Xiaosen is a man, and he also agrees that he is a man. If he wants to like men , is an antonym of what should be, called ridiculous."

"I said if." Wu Qimeng flipped his hair, "You like men, one point, don't worry about how you like it, it's so hard to explain. Two points, just let yourself accept this absurdity, and it's established .”

Wu Qimeng seems to have become quite cultured, and he feels that many people are born with a talent for educating their feelings.Lan Zhou was clever enough to infer other things from one instance, "Brother Simin...didn't you accept it at that time?"

"that is not."

Wu Qimeng shook his head and took a full breath, "He is in a more difficult situation. He is a bit self-righteous, and he wants to correct me. It's like there is a crooked neck and slanted eyes on the street who are disabled. You will think, hey, he What's your mother's disability? I'll come back after I say goodbye? That's the kind of guy who's a jerk, and he's so upright." He breathed in and let out a long sigh.

Lan Zhou laughed, thinking it was quite funny.Wu Qimeng continued.It is also rare for him to find someone to talk to. "He burned my skirt, cut my hair in the middle of the night, took me to whore, and threw my lipstick into the Lianma River."

"Of course I don't blame him." Wu Qimeng put his chin in his hand and stared at the ground, "He is afraid that I will be insulted by men again, and he thinks it is my own fault for not living up to expectations."

"He's like that big idiot Yu Gong."

"That's right, Yugong Yishan, that Yugong."

Wu Qimeng yawned and picked the corners of his eyes to see if there was water.

"Tsk, it's worth telling you so much..."

Someone suddenly slammed the door, and the voice was Old Tang, who put the door open and shouted: "Adi! Adi! Come out, hurry up!"