Prescribe the right medicine [entertainment circle]

When Ke Ni was 12 years old, the family went back to Qingzhou Town, saying that they were going to worship their ancestors.

During the Qingming Festival, there was a lot of rain at dusk, and a lot of asphalt grew on the blue bricks and slabs in the town, adding a bit of antiquity.

"Mom, why is grandpa's surname Chen? Your surname is Ming?" Ke Ni asked while sitting in the car, shaking Ming Yao's hand.

At this age, Ke Ni is already in junior high school, and she has learned a lot about family relations from textbooks.

However, Mingyao's complexion has not been very good since he went up the mountain to worship, and he didn't respond to Ke Ni's questioning, so Ke Ni had to ask Gu Zheng again, only her voice echoed in the car, and the already dull atmosphere became even more irritated .

"Keni," Gu Zheng held her in his arms, "you will understand some things later, don't bother your mother."

Uncle Chen's death has always been a pain in Mingyao's heart, especially when she knew that someone from the Ming family had killed her, she would always blame herself in her heart.

Ke Ni let out an oh and didn't say anything more.

The car stopped in front of a house with white walls and blue tiles, a red wooden door in front, and a gate made of twelve pillars outside.

Aunt Xiao took Ke Ni into the house, "Keni don't run around, grandma is going to boil water for you to take a bath."

Connie felt curious, "Is it burned with wood like in the book?"

Aunt Xiao nodded, and Ke Ni stopped running around immediately, and followed her into the kitchen to boil water with great interest.

It's not raining outside, but I guess I'll have to live in Qingzhou Town for the next few days. People are nostalgic. If it wasn't for seeing her daughter and granddaughter every day, maybe Aunt Xiao would just stay in Qingzhou Town for the rest of her life until she passed away.

"Grandma, I want to eat scrambled eggs with tomatoes."

"Then help grandma put some firewood in."

"it is good!"

From a distance, I heard Ke Ni's voice from the kitchen. Gu Zheng and Mingyao changed into clean clothes and came down the stairs. When Ke Ni saw the two of them, she happily said to them, "Mom, Mommy, Grandma said that tomorrow she will make zongzi for Ke Ni!"

Gu Zheng took her hand with a smile, took a spoonful of water to wash off the stains on her hands, "Got it, go to the town tomorrow to buy coir leaves and glutinous rice."

After dinner, it started to rain outside again, pattering against the windows, and the cold air seeped in from the base of the wall.

In a room at the end of the second floor, there was a bang, and the oily yellow lights went out in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Ke Ni was sleeping with her grandma, and Gu Zheng and Ming Yao were the only ones left in the room, lying on the same bed, listening to the intermittent sound of rain outside, accompanied by the howling cold wind.

"Mingyao, what happened to Uncle Chen is not your fault." Gu Zheng put his head on her chest, thinking that she was still feeling sad about what happened on the mountain today.

"I'm fine," Mingyao reached out and pulled her into his arms, "I was just thinking that the first time I brought you here was also to sweep the grave."

Something unpleasant happened to them that night.

Until now, she still doesn't know why this woman resisted herself so fiercely that night.

Gu Zheng reached into the hem of her clothes, and stroked her tight waistline until her palms touched the softness, "Mingyao..."

"I was wondering why you resisted me so much at that time?" Mingyao tried his best to ignore her call, and she wouldn't even think about doing it tonight unless she made it clear.

Gu Zheng paused, trying to recall what happened at the beginning. It was the woman Mingyao who wanted to kiss herself, but she felt so sick that she wanted to vomit, and it ended up making everyone unhappy.

But after all, more than ten years have passed, and they are not young anymore, so she can't remember it for a while.

This woman who is almost 40 years old actually wants to settle old accounts with her. What does this mean?

"Mr. Ming, are you going to settle an old score?" Gu Zheng squeezed hard, and before she saw someone react, her hand was pulled out.

Mingyao turned his back to her, obviously angry that she forgot what happened back then.

The dim light from outside the window came in, Gu Zheng stared at the back in front of him, was stunned, and turned over to face the wall angrily, is she allowed to have a temper?

How many years have passed, and she still brought it up to talk about it.

Although the bed was not big, there was still a large space in the middle. The thin quilt covered Gu Zheng's body at one end and Ming Yao's body at the other end, and no one paid attention to the other.

Suddenly a thunder struck outside, and the air became even cooler.

Gu Zheng leaned on his arm and looked at the gray wall. As time went by, he felt more and more uncomfortable.

Suddenly, a hand was stretched out to her waist, and a body was pressed against her behind her. A kiss fell on the top of her head, and they rubbed each other intimately. A cold voice mixed with the coolness of the rainy night rang in her ears.

"Zhengzheng, I was wrong."

Gu Zheng felt the hand wandering around her body, she pushed it, but she didn't succeed, so she simply gave up, "What's wrong with you?"

"I shouldn't have settled old accounts with you." Ming Yao admitted his mistake honestly.

Her chest tightened, because she wasn't wearing anything underneath, her cold fingertips landed on the tips, and Gu Zheng almost burst into a sound.

The quilt was lifted, and Gu Zheng's body was turned over and she was lying on the bed. Suddenly, the weight of another person was added to her legs. She tremblingly propped up her upper body and pressed it against the headboard. More wild possibilities.

Mingyao did not know where to find a rope, it was the kind of elastic cloth, when his ankle was tied, Gu Zheng still couldn't believe it, but Mingyao was obviously very good at coaxing people, while kissing her Let her be confused and fascinated, while being skillfully entangled.

When Gu Zheng reacted, he could only let others bully him, and he couldn't struggle.

In the rainy night, the body floats up and down in the woman's hands, like duckweed floating in the water tank in the yard.

I don't know how long it took before the rain outside the window finally stopped, and the body was liberated. Fortunately, it was a wide strip of cloth, otherwise, after such a toss, the marks on the ankles would not be able to disappear tomorrow.

Mingyao lovingly kissed her ankle, changed the soaked sheet, took out a new sheet from the big closet when she was a child, and fell into a deep sleep hugging her.

The next day, the sky cleared up. After washing, Ke Ni ran up to the second floor. When she knocked on the door, she saw her mother and mommy in the house. They were wearing decent and elegant cheongsams. Grandma said that her mother made them before. .

On the mahogany dressing table, my mother was making a bun for Mummy, and a wooden hairpin engraved with wood patterns held her black hair in place. For a moment, she seemed to see the young grandmother who lived in the deep house compound, dedicating her whole life to it.

"Let's go to the town to buy coir leaves and glutinous rice." Ke Ni waited for them to finish, and took them out by the hand.

Commercialization is unavoidable in almost every ancient town. Over the years, although the appearance of the ancient town still retains the antique flavor, the interior is full of copper smell, even if it is old on the reinforced concrete and glass tiles, it still cannot conceal the atmosphere of commercialization.

There are ready-made zongzi in the town, but they are still not as delicious as those made by yourself.I don't know if it is Qingming, but there are a lot fewer tourists on the street.The three bought coir leaves, glutinous rice and some fillings. When they passed an arched bridge, Mingyao took a look at the river below.There is a bend in the far distance of the river, above which there used to be a dirt road, the road that everyone passing through Qingzhou Town would pass by, and there is a piece of green reed underneath, swaying in the wind.

For a long time, she stood at the place under her feet, looking at the road far away, to see if the little sister would come to her in her father's car one day to go back to the road. cat puppet.

It wasn't until later that she realized that standing still and waiting would never be possible.

"What's the matter?" Seeing her standing still, Gu Zheng couldn't help but follow her gaze. There was a passenger on a boat over there, and the boatman was holding a bamboo pole.

What's so good about this scene?

Gu Zheng couldn't figure it out, but Mingyao withdrew his gaze, took the hand of the little sister back then and walked home, "Let's go back."

***

Today, more than ten years later, Gu Zheng was rubbed by a woman with a flashy waist. He just went to the hospital for an examination today. Fortunately, the doctor said there was nothing serious.

"Don't do such stupid things in the future." Gu Zheng told her, thinking of the scene where Ming Yao hugged her and flashed her waist today, she laughed lowly.

Rubbing his hands, Gu Zheng suddenly let out an ah.

"What's wrong?" Mingyao got up from the sofa, looked at the woman in front of him, and touched the back of her wrinkled hand.

Gu Zheng stared fixedly at Mingyao, "I remembered."

Mingyao didn't understand, so, "What do you remember?"

Gu Zheng: "Didn't you ask me why I resisted you more than ten years ago?"

Mingyao: "So? Do you remember?"

Mingyao felt that her wife's memory was too bad, "It's been many years before you remember."

However, she is still very interested in this matter, "Tell me, why, the secret of so many years is finally coming to the surface."

However, Gu Zheng's originally gentle eyes could not help but become shy, and he pushed her clumsily. Mingyao saw it with sharp eyes, and became more interested. He sat up and leaned over, "Mr. Gu, tell me, you have the heart to look at me." Step into the grave and die without knowing this secret?"

"Don't talk nonsense!" Gu Zheng was obviously very taboo about death, so he quickly covered her mouth.

"Okay, I'm not talking nonsense." Mingyao replied with a smile, "Then Mr. Gu, can you say that you remember why you resisted your wife and me back then?"

Gu Zheng glanced at her hesitantly, motioning for her to come closer, Mingyao had no choice but to attach his ears, and as the warm breath sprinkled on the pinnae, the memories that she had forgotten in the past emerged one by one.

The day before going to Qingzhou Town, she saw Fan Ningning get up from under her desk in the office, so the sex was buried there.

Mingyao looked at the ashamed woman with her head bowed in front of her, her smile grew stronger, and she hugged her in her arms, "So that's the case, no wonder I suffered an accident for no reason at that time, Fan Ningning was actually helping me pick up a pen. "

Gu Zheng pinched her waist, "How did I know she was your cousin."

Anyone who sees that situation can't help but think about it.

"It's my fault. Mr. Gu misunderstood."

Mingyao coaxed her, quietly looking at the face close at hand, even though time has made her no longer young and beautiful, but she still thinks that this nearly 60-year-old woman is the most beautiful old lady in the world.

Her neck is no longer plump and tender, and she has a few lovely wrinkles, and there are signs of age at the end of her eyes, but her figure is still so slender and thin, and her eyes are still so bright and clear.

She can read aloud and read poems, put on a decent and generous gauze dress at the ball for the elderly, dance with herself, and then walk around with herself on weekends, and occasionally flip through her potted plants, Now the yard is full of flowers she planted.

As for her Mingyao, that is even more powerful, she will draw her and her flowers into her paintings.

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