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, that piece of skin is particularly delicate.

But he quickly averted his eyes and said curiously, "Aren't you wearing overalls?"

"I was wearing it outside, and I took it off just now when I came out to get something."

Lin Qiao thought of the oily clothes that were tossed with workmanship, and was afraid that she would look a few years older in them.That would be such a pain!Even if he doesn't have any hope for the future of the two of them, he shouldn't try to show his ugly side.It's hard for him to speak out what's in his heart, so he can only use things as excuses to prevaricate.

Chapter 18

This is a very suitable reason, and it is not a big deal.Lin Ming's attention was quickly shifted to other places: an eleven or twelve-year-old girl ran over with curved eyebrows. She was wearing a pink dress and her hair was tied into two cute braids hanging down the front.She ran closer, her voice was crisp and sweet: "Brother!"

Lin Qiao's eyes lit up, he put aside those hesitation, and squatted down to tease the little girl: "Where's your father?"

The little girl stretched out her white and tender fingers.

"This is Manager Hu's daughter, Pei Pei, who is... many years younger than you." Lin Qiao pulled the little girl's fingers away and played with her a game of wrapping big hands with small hands. "You were a little taller than her when you were 11 years old. You didn't reach my waist then?"

Lin Ming's 11-year-old appearance is also white and good-looking. Lin Qiao occasionally plays a small movie in his heart, inserting his childhood appearance into it.But as long as he sees the unhappy child in his head, he will have no idea.It was like an adult game suddenly interrupted by a small child barging in.But Lin Qiao always chooses to forgive the child for acting like a baby.In the end it became a child's play.Lin Qiao often lay on the bed, laughed, and then took out the photos of Lin Ming that had been washed before from the drawer.At that time, how could he have imagined that Lin Ming would grow so tall in the future.

Manager Hu who was standing at the gate was relieved when he saw his daughter beside Lin Qiao.Lin Ming greeted him and found that the man in his 40s might have gained weight again.Adults are likely to gain weight as they age.The Manager Hu he saw five years ago was much thinner than he is now!Lin Qiao also said with emotion: "I can't be like Manager Hu in the future!" But Lin Qiao's mother is very slender, so she probably won't become like this.

Manager Hu still had a red nose. He saw that Lin Ming had duck intestines on his hand: "Going to fish for shrimp?"

"Yes, do you want to come together?"

Before he could answer, his daughter had already agreed on his behalf.

They carried the plastic buckets and twigs that Lin Qiao had prepared in advance, walked for ten minutes, and stopped at a wetland with lush water plants and lush reeds.Two years ago, Lin Ming saw two white egrets flying out of the emerald green here.Their bodies are like freshly fallen snow, leaning forward, flapping their wings loudly and flying away.Lin Ming told Lin Qiao that Lin Qiao also remembered the scene at that time. The sun was setting and the green grass pond was also reflecting the sun.It seemed that some mosquitoes were about to take off, Lin Ming was bending over to slap them.

The palms and the skin of the calf under the shorts were pressed together, and the two collided, and the tight muscles vibrated slightly and then made a crisp sound; behind him was the sound of flying egrets flapping their wings.Thinking back, Lin Qiao couldn't help but feel turmoil in his heart.He regretted not leaving a photo or two to commemorate it.The crisp and extended sound is like raindrops falling on the heart lake, spreading ripples.But Lin Ming looked clear, maybe it was just nostalgia.

"Brother, I can't dress well."

The little girl said miserably, and handed the branch to Lin Qiao.

The rain that just started was still falling, he glanced at Lin Ming who was wearing the bait, and squatted down to teach Hu Peipei.The child made a "fishing rod" and ran to the water's edge.The soil by the reed pond was slippery, so Lin Qiao had no choice but to let go of her thoughts and follow behind the child, telling her to be careful.The child flicked the bait, and the line was bitten tightly by the shrimp, and he didn't know how to take it up. The shrimp let go and ran away before it was out of the water.Lin Qiao persuaded: "You throw the rope in, and wait for the shrimp to bite the thread before you take it in. If the rope moves or gets caught, it means that a shrimp has taken the bait. Don't be in a hurry at this time, wait for it. Pull it out all at once. Be quick, you know?"

The child nodded half-understood, and Lin Qiao smiled helplessly.

He didn't know that Lin Ming next to him was also looking at him.

His current posture is very similar to when he taught Lin Ming a long time ago, half bent.Lin Ming raised his head at that time, and saw Lin Qiao's smiling face.He remembered that there was a smile in Lin Qiao's eyes, like sparkling water.Then Lin Qiao held his hand and taught him to pick out the glowing red prawns with curled bellies out of the water.Shrimp is a greedy child, holding the end of a small piece of duck or chicken intestine with two pincers, and is pulled out of the water.

Lin Ming saw that Lin Qiao was helping the child fish, and the child had already led her father to another piece of water to cast bait.He saw Lin Qiao's rope move, Lin Qiao grasped the wooden pole tightly, and pulled it out quickly, and the bait tail was really holding a red boy.But before he could reach it with his hands, the shrimp let go of its claws and fell to the wet grass.Lin Ming quickly stretched out his hand to grab it, but Lin Qiao was also grabbing it, his hand was wet with water and covered his hand, and then retracted.He threw the red shrimp with claws and claws into the bucket, and saw a little water stain on the back of his hand, and a little bit of mud.He felt that Lin Qiao's hand was warm, even if it was wet with water, he could still feel the warmth.In winter before, Lin Qiao used these hands to hold him to sleep. His body was also warm, which could warm the bed.

Lin Qiao also felt it, it was wonderful when he put his hand on Lin Ming.He felt as good as a man who hasn't had a drink for a long time gets a drink by chance.Although it is only a drop, it is also worth satisfying.

"Caught it?" He asked pretending to be nonchalant.

Lin Ming showed him the knife.

Shrimp struggled to crawl to the bottom of the bucket.This was the first one he caught today, and he saw luck in this small act.He hoped that he could always be so lucky with Lin Ming.

The last catty of shrimp was given to the noisy little girl.She hugged poke and laughed like a flower.Manager Hu next to her was flushed red from being buried in the grass, and there were mud spots flung out of her body.He thanked Lin Qiao weakly, and drove away. The little girl waved her hands and lay on the window to say goodbye to him.

Chapter 19

Winter in the north is very cold, and the snow piles up to one or two feet deep. Lin Ming had the winter vacation, and sometimes he shoveled the snow outside the door. He liked the process and the clean appearance of the door.Lin Qiao would walk over with her hands in her hands, leaving shallow footprints on the ground evenly covered with hoarfrost.

Lin Ming would go back to his hometown with Lin Qiao every year.

The first time he took the child home, he was timid.Lin Qiao's mother happily squeezed the child's hand and stuffed a red envelope.Lin Ming couldn't help but look at Lin Qiao, he raised his eyes, as if saying, it's okay, take it.Lin's mother asked: "Whose child is this? Huizi's can't be this old." Song Hui was two or three years older than Lin Qiao. His family had all his parents, but they quarreled every day, and no one came back during the New Year.

But he has already gone to Hainan, and he sent him a large package of seafood specialties a year ago.Lin Ming doesn't like to eat fishy food very much, he just drinks some soup.

Lin Qiao was not sure about her mother's reaction, so she said, "Guess."

Lin's mother looked at it twice, and said, "I can't guess it." The child grew fatter, his face became ruddy, and he had long eyebrows and handsome eyes.She couldn't help boasting, "It's so beautiful."

Lin Qiao obediently said, "It's called Lin Ming, from my family. Something happened to his father."

His mother looked at him like he was looking at a fool, other people's children, what's the use of raising them up.Lin Qiao glanced at Lin Xiaoming.In fact, when he just brought the child home, he told Song Xia everything, but she took it as a joke and couldn't really do it.He said: "I am wandering alone, and sometimes I am quite lonely. I am accompanied by such a big child, who is sensible and well-behaved." Lin's mother stopped talking.She always thought that the one who was most sorry for her remarriage was her son, so she didn't stop Lin Qiao from going out.She was silent for a while, then said, "Just be happy."

Lin Qiao greeted his stepfather, and said to the child, "Call Uncle."

His stepfather was also confused, Song Xia pulled him aside to explain.

But Lin Ming is still welcome.Lin Qiao's younger brother, Zhang Jing, liked him very much, and called out his elder brother sweetly.But in the second year, they moved out from Lin Qiao's stepfather's house.The ancestral house of Lin Qiao's family was still vacant, and Lin Qiao's mother would go there to clean it occasionally.It was an old two-story house.Song Xia mentioned that it was built when she and Lin Qiao's father got married. At that time, the walls were whitewashed and the floor was not laid, but it was already the most beautiful house at that time.

Women sometimes cry, silently.That was her past, Lin Qiao would only listen quietly.He would also be bored in his heart, because the impression his father left on him was not a good impression, whether it was blood or legal.The last time he met, his father just knelt down and hugged him, saying, "Be good." But he couldn't see whether he was good or not. farther and farther.

They pulled the weeds and repainted the house.Lin Qiao didn't leave any of the things that should be thrown away. In the end, the house was empty, only simple objects such as tables, chairs and beds were placed. This was the home he and his children would return to every year.

Lin Qiao rejoiced and bought a lot of New Year's goods.He didn't like to go to his mother more and more, and slept with Lin Ming in the room most of the time.He can sleep until noon the next day, and go out for a walk in the evening.

Lin Qiao shouted from the house: "Where is the snow?"

Lin Ming pointed to the snowman on the ground.

Lin Qiao tucked his bare feet