Fengtian past events

On the morning of the Mid-Autumn Festival, I waited early at the exit of Fengtian Railway Station, and Liu Guoqing waited with me.I told him that my little sister is back and has a lot of luggage, which cannot be carried by herself, and lacks coolies.

He smiled helplessly, but agreed anyway.I found that he would laugh helplessly when he was with me.

There were fewer people at Fengtian Station today, and there were fewer people pulling rickshaws, but it seemed that there were more drivers pulling horse-drawn carriages, presumably they were in a hurry to go home for the holidays.We waited for more than an hour and walked several times.And these people on the platform are mostly strangers in a foreign land alone, and they must miss their relatives a lot during the festive season.

Speaking of strangers, he took another look at Liu Guoqing.He must have been homesick too, but he never talked about it.He knows everything about my family, but I don't even know how many brothers and sisters he has.Although he is not obliged to tell me the truth, he still feels a little uncomfortable, like a hedgehog that is completely exposed to the sun, the thorns on its body are clearly visible, but the man keeps standing. In the shadows, life and death cannot come out.In this case, no matter how much it is related, I will feel more or less uncomfortable in my heart.

But then again, I don't blame others.They didn't tell you how many thorns you have.If you want to blame, you have to blame yourself.

The weather is very cold, even though it hasn't snowed yet, but judging by the posture, it will soon be.Today my wife insisted that I put on a padded vest, and when I came out, I had to admire her wisdom.Later, I waited for him at the door of Liu Guoqing's house. Seeing that he was still a few thin layers of fabric, I was sent back on the spot to add a cotton coat.That's it, my feet are still jumping from the cold, especially my ears, which are the worst, I can't see my own, but Liu Guoqing's ears are already red.

But the longing for the little sister is enough to resist the freezing three feet.

Seeing how excited I was looking forward to, Liu Guoqing handed me a cigarette, lit one herself, took a puff, and asked, "How long haven't we seen each other? I'm glad you did."

"Can't you be happy?" I held the cigarette in my hand, didn't smoke, and pinned it to my ear, rolled up my cuffs, stomped my feet, trying to drive away the cold air, "It's been five years, and I was still a child when I left. Girl, I'm a big girl now." As she spoke, she began to babble, "Little sister has been clinging to me since she was a child, and Bi Yihang—that's my younger brother, so don't worry about getting old. She is 21 years old this time, so I have to think about it." It's about Zhang Luo's marriage..."

Liu Guoqing said happily: "Are you a brother or a father? You worry about everything all day, and you don't care about everything."

I "tsk": "It's not too early for parents. At that time, the younger sister didn't remember anything, and the older sister was just married, so she couldn't always go back to her mother's house. I was a father and a mother at the same time, which can be regarded as bringing the two young children together." It’s better to say it’s my brother than my father.”

Thinking of that time, it was really thanks to Uncle Liu, without his help, I was really not sure that there would be no mistakes.

Liu Guoqing smiled, sniffed his nose lightly, the tip of his nose was red, it looked like he was frozen, and his nose was running a little, so he took out a handkerchief from his pocket and handed it over: "Here is a new one for you."

He was a little embarrassed, but he didn't refuse. He took it with a blushing face, pressed the bottom of his nose, and didn't blow it.

I looked away, and had to admit that Liu Guoqing was really good-looking. He could do things like wiping his nose very gracefully, and he looked like a man.

After waiting for another ten minutes or so, another group of passengers came out, and people flocked forward to pick up relatives and friends. Some people held up signs with signs written in Chinese or foreign languages.

Liu Guoqing was about to squeeze forward, but I pulled her back, but walked out of the crowd and found a spacious place to wait.

Seeing that he was puzzled, I smiled and explained to him: "My sister is always the last one to come out, so there is no rush."

Sure enough, the crowd gradually dispersed, and a young lady wearing a navy blue dress, white stockings, and a lace wide-brimmed foreign cap came out of the station. Her hair was curled and curled behind her head, like ebony, which matched her skin Ruo Ningzhi, with brightly painted lips, white cotton gloves on his hands, a huge pink diamond on his little finger, and a suitcase in his hand, which looks weightless and can be carried easily.

Liu Guoqing and I looked at each other.I was also a little surprised. My younger sister used to wear a cheongsam and a small gown. After staying overseas for five years, her habits have completely changed.

But my sister is still too beautiful.After only showing up for a while, several men who came and went couldn't control their eyes and kept glancing at her.

I'm not happy anymore, this is my fucking sister, anyone can stare at her!

As soon as she took a step, there was another foreigner beside her, wearing a typical three-piece suit and carrying two large suitcases—bigger than her sister's suitcases.The two behaved intimately, and the foreigner said something to the younger sister, which caused the younger sister to cover her mouth and laugh coquettishly.

Liu Guoqing glanced at me silently, and followed very consciously.

When I walked in front of them, my sister saw me, called "Brother", and rushed up to put a mark of lipstick on my face.

The old man was completely speechless.I swear I saw Liu Guoqing's shoulders twitching!

I saw that she didn't wear much, and I was afraid that she would be cold, so I took off my coat and put it on for her.Yinuo didn't want it at first. She thought that the younger sister had grown up, was sensible, and knew how to love her brother, but she said, "This coat of yours doesn't match my skirt, it doesn't look good."

The old man’s face darkened, and he put the coat on her half-forcedly: “You’ll be happy when you’re sick from the cold! Tell me what you like, and I’ll buy it for you when you get back. If you can’t buy it, we’ll make it! At this time, I don’t care about what looks good. Not good-looking?"

Yinuo didn't shirk it, and wore the coat as a cloak, tied the two sleeves on the front, and then introduced me to the foreigner next to him with a smile, and then took my arm and acted like a baby: "Brother, I miss you to death Don't be so stern! Be careful, I'll go back and complain to my sister-in-law!"

"You still know that you miss me, little white-eyed wolf," poked her smooth forehead, "Think I'll never come back?"

Yinuoyi pouted: "I'm back, haven't I~!"

No longer entangled in the question of whether to think or not, but turned to look at the foreigner who was standing aside, looking at his sister smiling all the time, and said, "This is...?"

"Hello," the man can speak some Chinese, but his pronunciation is not standard, "My name is Vogt, Alan Vogt, Eino's fiancé."

Before the words fell, he stretched out his hand.

The corner of Lao Tzu’s mouth twitched, he ignored Vogt’s overtures, and turned his eyes to Enuo. She didn’t tell me about her engagement in the letter.

The cubs grew up, one by one, and their wings were hardened.

Yinuo gradually lowered his head under my dark gaze.

Seeing that the situation was not good, Liu Guoqing was very good at dancing, so he hurriedly reached out his hand to shake hands with the foreigner, and said, "Hi, my name is Liu Guoqing, and I'm Yige—" He folded his fingers together and tilted his palm towards me, " friend."

He let go of his hand and smiled at Yinuo: "Hello."

Yinuo stole a glance at me, pursed her lips, but put her arms around that damned foreigner who claimed to be her fiancé.

She just came back, so she should be happy and shouldn't show her face, although I am very angry.

Turning around and walking towards the car waiting outside the station, Liu Guoqing wanted to help carry the suitcase, but was refused.

When getting in the car, Liu Guoqing took the initiative to sit in the front row, and I, Yinuo, and that one sat in the back row.

That one seemed to see that I was very unhappy, and whispered to my younger sister in English, thinking that I couldn't understand!

Liu Guoqing looked back from time to time, for fear that I would ask the driver to stop and throw the foreigner on the street.

But I'm not so narrow-minded, but I'm not too narrow-minded, especially when I meet the person who abducted my sister--it's a foreigner!

So, when the ghost said again, "Your brother seems very upset, will he fight with me? I can't fight, but he can't beat me, he is so thin, like a sick turkey" At that time, Lao Tzu, finally, did not hold back──

"If I were a sick turkey, you would be a constipated cow!"

Yinuo laughed embarrassingly. The foreigner's face was surprised at first, then became very ugly, and then asked why his sister didn't tell him that I could understand him.

Yinuo was held in the palm of my hand as an eyeball since I was a child and coaxed to grow up. What right does he have to criticize my sister as an outsider!

I was about to speak, but was blocked by Liu Guoqing, and said to Yinuo and the other two: "I'll be home soon. It's very cold now, you are wearing too little clothes, go inside and warm yourself by the fire."

After speaking, he gave me a warning look, meaning nothing.

I closed my mouth, turned my head in silence, and looked at the scenery outside the window.

It's not that I'm old-fashioned and don't agree with my sister making friends freely.Nowadays, things like liberation of individuality and free love are everywhere, and even Yining can say something.It's really because there are too many Chinese and white people in the Northeast who are bullied by other Chinese or Japanese children, calling them bastards and yellow-haired ghosts.Moreover, most of these white people only stayed in China for a year or two, and when they returned, they still got married and had children.The couple who were left behind were orphans and widowed mothers, had no source of income, and were discriminated against, and their lives were very unsatisfactory.

It is precisely because I have seen this kind of thing too much that I don't want my little sister to be wronged.

Especially this foreigner looks very impolite!Say Lao Tzu is a sick turkey?Where is Lao Tzu like a turkey?ah? !The damned constipated old cow! !

The author has something to say: According to children's shoes, excessive sister-in-law control is a disease, and you have to insist on taking medicine...ORZ

Liba: strong man, coolie~

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