Zhu Mu Lang Ma

"Yijie?" After seeing that it was Fu Yijie, Zhang Qingkai squeezed out a smile, then turned around and asked Xia Fei in a low voice, "You didn't close the door?"

"Maybe, I forgot," Xia Fei smiled and waved at Fu Yijie, "Yijie is reading?"

"Well," Fu Yijie ran to Xia Fei's side, "My brother went out to play and didn't take me with him."

"I didn't take you with me again." Xia Fei smiled and took the Three Kingdoms, which he saw half of last time, from the bookshelf. "Your brother is an adult now, so he won't bring children to play with."

"I'm leaving first," Zhang Qingkai looked at Xia Fei, "I didn't ask for leave, you..."

"It's okay." Xia Fei leaned against the bed.

"I'm coming over after work." Zhang Qingkai bit his lip and looked at Fu Yijie, then turned his head and went out.

Fu Yijie was lying on the bed reading. He had already finished reading all the fairy tale books on Xia Fei's bookshelf. Now he read these books very slowly. He didn't know some words. He usually guessed while reading. If he couldn't figure it out, he would ask Xia Fei. fly.

Today, after reading for a while, he closed the book, turned his head and propped his chin with his hand, and stared at Xia Fei.

Xia Fei was drinking slowly with a glass of water. Seeing him staring at him like this, he handed the glass to him: "Thirsty?"

Fu Yijie shook his head.

"What's wrong?" Xia Fei put down his cup and lay down on the bed, side by side with him.

"Where are you kissing Zhang Qingkai?" Fu Yijie asked.

Xia Fei froze for a moment, then quickly smiled again: "Well, you saw it."

"Why?" Fu Yijie was a little confused.

"what why?"

"You two guys..." Fu Yijie frowned, "How strange, why don't you find a girlfriend to kiss."

Xia Fei was overjoyed. He lay on the bed and couldn't stop laughing. He held his stomach for a long time before he recovered. He touched Fu Yijie's head: "You will understand when you grow up."

"How big?"

"How old is it?" Xia Fei whispered, raising his arms over his eyes, as if he was thinking, and then said after a while, "When you have someone you like."

"The one I like..." Fu Yijie put his chin on the book.

"Well, is there?"

"Fu Kun...does it count?" Fu Yijie replied with some hesitation.

"Liking my brother is different from liking someone else."

"That's gone."

Xia Fei looked at the serious expression on Fu Yijie's face, and asked him with a smile: "Little rascal, you are so pretty and good at studying. There should be many girls in your class who like you, right?"

Fu Yijie thought for a while: "Not many, only Lu Xiaoling and Chen Fei said that they always bring me milk in the morning, but I don't feel anything, it's annoying, and there are many people who like Fu Kun."

"I'll tell you about this when you grow up." Xia Fei patted his face.

Fu Yijie didn't continue talking, and lowered his head to read the book. Although he didn't quite understand Xia Fei's attitude, he still liked Fu Kun, and he always liked it.

"Yijie," Xia Fei lay beside him and closed his eyes for a while, then said softly, "Brother Xiaofei wants to discuss something with you."

"what's up?"

"Don't tell others, Zhang Qingkai and I..."

"Yeah," Fu Yijie nodded. He understands this. No one dares to let people know who gets married with whom in school. If they find out, they will be scolded, let alone two men kissing each other. "I'll keep it a secret for you." .”

"Thank you." Xia Fei smiled.

Climbing the mountain in March is actually quite boring. There is nothing on the mountain except the snow that has not melted cleanly, and there are very few buds on the trees.

But because it is a group of classmates, it is okay to play and fight. The only thing Fu Kun feels is that Zhang Kexin is tired after climbing for 10 minutes. Fu Kun said to rest, but she refused, saying that she would not climb. She didn't want to, but Fu Kun had to drag her to crawl.

Zhang Kexin had been called his wife for a long time, since the second semester of fifth grade, but today was the first time Fu Kun officially held her hand.

Zhang Kexin's hand was very small, and when it was placed softly in his hand, he felt his heart beating so fast, and with a group of people joking around, he almost wanted to shake off Zhang Kexin's hand.

Sun Wei pointed at him: "Don't let go! Letting go is not a man!"

"Go away!" Fu Kun bowed his head and said, pulling Zhang Kexin away.

Zhang Kexin was much more generous than him, and kept smiling silently, just dragging him away behind him.

Fu Kun was in good health, so it was no problem to pull someone up the mountain, but Zhang Kexin felt as if he had no bones after pulling him up. The weight of his whole body was hanging on his hands, so he took a step.

When he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Fu Kun's initial nervousness and heartbeat were basically gone, so he thought of pulling Zhang Kexin to the top of the mountain quickly so that he could let go.

"It's here!" Jiang Bin, who was running at the front, shouted.

A group of children who were panting from crawling immediately gained momentum, and all ran over yelling.

Fu Kun also took the opportunity to let go, and rushed to the pavilion on the top of the mountain without looking back, jumped onto the bench next to the railing, and yelled down the mountain: "Ah——I'm your uncle Fu——"

"Ah—I'm your grandson..." Sun Wei jumped up and shouted.

But before he finished shouting, Fu Kun quickly answered next to him: "That's right, you are my grandson."

Sun Wei rushed over and stretched his cold hands into his clothes, and Fu Kun wrestled with him while laughing.

While twisting vigorously, Fu Kun glanced at Zhang Kexin who was sitting on the bench opposite, Zhang Kexin was looking at him with a smile on his chin.

He suddenly trembled in his heart. This distraction gave Sun Wei an opportunity. He immediately put his hand into his clothes, grabbed it, turned his head and ran away.

"Sun Wei, you are dead!" Fu Kun roared, jumped up and chased after him.

In fact, in normal times, he and Sun Wei were so noisy, and if Sun Wei ran, he didn't bother to chase after him, but now it was different, he felt embarrassed, Zhang Kexin just kept looking at him, so that he almost walked along the sidelines.

"How do you feel?" Sun Wei stopped after fleeing to the nearby woods, and turned his head to ask.

"What?" Fu Kun was taken aback.

"Touch your hands!" Sun Wei lowered his voice, "Is Zhang Kexin easy to touch?"

"Fuck," Fu Kun couldn't help cursing, "You'll know if you touch it yourself."

"Whoever I touch, someone has to let me touch it." Sun Wei leaned over with a smile, and touched him with his arm, "Say it quickly."

"...It's quite soft," Fu Kun felt his ears burning, "I don't feel anything else, it's exhausting to pull her up."

"Oh, it's tiring to touch it with your hands."

"You'll know as soon as you pull it back, she doesn't exert any strength at all, she is dead." Fu Kun frowned.

"Women are like this, Zhang Kexin is pretty good, maybe Xu Jiamei will let you carry her up," Sun Wei clicked, "But you can bear it if you look at Wang Zhiqiang."

"Xu Jiamei..." Fu Kun also clicked his tongue.

Wang Zhiqiang chased Xu Jiamei after graduation. Girls think that having a junior high school boyfriend is more respectable, especially Wang Zhiqiang rides a racing car every day and waits for her at the school gate. Xu Jiamei's head is raised when she leaves school. Very high.

"The two of them are sure..." Sun Wei had an expression of hesitation.

"Ok?"

"I'm sure that's something."

"What?" Fu Kun didn't react.

"Hey, that's all." Sun Wei kicked him, "Why are you pretending to be pure?"

"How do you know?" Fu Kun understood Sun Wei's meaning. Although he didn't know exactly what was going on, he still felt as if something had been gently scratched in his lower abdomen, and he felt a little tingling very quickly. The ground spread to the whole body, and he jumped on the spot, "Did you see it?"

"Would you like to see? The two of them hugged each other when they went home every day, and Wang Zhiqiang put his hand directly on her butt." Sun Wei also jumped up and patted Fu Kun's shoulder, "Come on!"

"Go ahead and find one, I'll hold you back!" Fu Kun turned his head and ran out of the woods.

It was not four o'clock when we went down the mountain, and a group of people discussed going home.

Zhang Kexin sat on the back seat of Fu Kun's car: "Fu Kun take me back."

Fu Kun didn't say a word, Zhang Kexin's house was not in the same direction as his house, so he had to go around, usually he would definitely send it off, not bad for that, but today...

Old Zhang’s family’s baked sweet potato business is very good, usually it’s sold out when it’s dark, and he doesn’t sell much, there are only so many, and he leaves when they are sold out, and if Zhang Kexin is sent home, he will turn around and buy them again, probably they will be gone .

"What's wrong?" Seeing that he was silent, Zhang Kexin gently pushed him on the back.

This push made Fu Kun immediately think of her soft hands, and quickly straightened his waist to hide: "Sun Wei, you can send her off."

"Ah?" Sun Wei was stunned, and looked at him with surprise on his face, almost wanting to say that there is nothing wrong with you, right?

"I have something to do later, so I can't delay," Fu Kun patted the handlebar, turned his head and smiled at Zhang Kexin, "Sun Wei will see you off."

"What's the matter with you?" Zhang Kexin was obviously disappointed, and sat in the back without moving.

"It's a long way to buy things."

"What to buy, give it to me and go buy it again."

"It's too late, it's too late," Fu Kun felt a little anxious, raised his chin at her, and signaled her to go to Sun Wei's car. Fu Yijie stayed at home alone all afternoon, if he didn't buy the roasted sweet potatoes back Even embarrassed to enter the door, "If you don't want Sun Wei to send it to someone else, you pick one and send it to you."

"I want you to give it to me." Zhang Kexin didn't move. Fu Kun, who had been holding her hand all the way up the mountain before, suddenly made her feel very ashamed.

"It's too late." Fu Kun's patience was slowly fading.

"If it's too late, it's too late." Zhang Kexin bit her lip.

"Go over!" Fu Kun finally couldn't hold back, and shouted at her.

Zhang Kexin was taken aback, and jumped out of the car after regaining consciousness: "Fu Kun, you are crazy!"

"Sun Wei will send you off." Fu Kun dropped a sentence, kicked hard twice, and rushed out on the bike.

Old man Zhang's last three baked sweet potatoes were wrapped by Fu Kun. He didn't know why he bought three. Anyway, he saw that there were still more, so he bought them all when he got excited.

He stuffed the roasted sweet potatoes into his clothes, and when he rode home, the roasted sweet potatoes were still hot, making his stomach ache.

"One piece!" He shouted as soon as he ran up to the third floor.

Fu Yijie ran out from Xia Fei's house with a smile on his face: "Brother!"

"I'm not playing games at home." Fu Kun was digging in his clothes with a sense of accomplishment.

"That card is fake, it's the same as what you used to combine, so I went to Brother Xiao Fei's house to read." Fu Yijie stared at his hand.

"Here!" Fu Kun took out the baked sweet potato and shook it in front of his eyes.

Fu Yijie's eyes lit up: "Is it from the old Zhang's family?"

"Yes, I bought the last few." Seeing his expression, Fu Kun felt inexplicably satisfied, "Give one to Brother Xiaofei."

"Ah."

Old Zhang's baked sweet potatoes are really delicious, and they are both big. Fu Kun and Fu Yijie lay on the sofa and rubbed their bellies after eating alone.

When his mother was cooking, Fu Kun couldn't eat anything, so he threw away the chopsticks after taking a few mouthfuls. His mother was very dissatisfied: "It takes a long time to cook a meal, but I won't eat after two mouthfuls."

"And me and Yijie." Dad cheerfully held the wine glass. When he was not working in the afternoon, he liked to have a few sips.

Fu Yijie was also full of that roasted sweet potato, but he still ate a big bowl when he ate.

"If you give them buns, he can still eat them." Fu Kun sat upright on the chair and laughed. Fu Yijie was especially good at eating since he was a child. He ate everything and didn't pick at all.

"It's just that he hasn't grown up yet. Kunzi was the tallest in the class when he was in the third grade." Mom gave Fu Yijie a piece of ribs, "Eat more."

"Yijie eats a lot. If he eats more, he will gain weight. Drink more bone soup," his father suggested. gone."

Bone broth, exercise.

Fu Yijie pondered in his heart.

"Dad, let me have a taste. Is it the bottle of wine that grandpa brought last time from some ancestor's tomb robbery?" Fu Kun moved closer to his father and sniffed the wine in his glass.

"Yes, he almost boasted that this wine was made by dinosaurs." Dad handed him the glass.

"Again!" Mom patted the table.

Fu Kun always likes to join in the fun when his father is drinking. When he was a child, his father would dip some of his chopsticks for him to lick. Now he can already taste the quality of the wine by taking a sip.

"Just a sip, and I didn't let him have a drink." Dad laughed.

"Isn't this wine similar to the one my mother got from the winery, except that it has a higher alcohol content." Fu Kun took a sip, took another sip of soup, and commented.

"Look! I'll be tasting wine here, and I can drink with me in two years." Dad was very happy.

"Kunzi is hopeless." Mom gave the father and son a sideways look, "Let's just do it, Yijie, don't even think about doing it like this."

"That's right, Yijie is not as rough as his brother." Dad patted Fu Yijie's head, "My youngest son will have a great future!"

When Fu Yijie went to bed at night, he climbed to the upper bunk, and Fu Kun had already vacated half of the bed for him.

Starting from this bed, the utilization rate of the lower berth is basically negligible. It is estimated that the opportunity to work will not be available until the upper berth retires due to long-term overwork.

"Brother," Fu Yijie put his legs on Fu Kun's stomach, "Where did you go to play today?"

"Mountain climbing, the mountain behind the park that I used to go to during the school spring outing, you know?" Fu Kun patted his leg.

"Well, is it fun?" Fu Yijie's tone was full of envy.

"I'm exhausted." Fu Kun sighed, thinking of Zhang Kexin's soft hands and her angry expression, he probably would ignore him for a few days.

"I'll give you a massage." Fu Yijie sat up.

"Forget it, you little boy, sleep," Fu Kun pulled him back onto the pillow, "Remember to stretch out your butt before you fart."

"Ah."

Fu Yijie was still rubbing Fu Kun's underpants habitually. Fu Kun was completely used to his little action. One day, if Fu Yijie fell asleep quickly and stopped rubbing his hands, he would feel a little insomnia.

Fu Kun couldn't sleep for a long time today, his mind was always thinking about Zhang Kexin's hand and Wang Zhiqiang's hand on Xu Jiamei's butt...

Fu Yijie didn't seem to be able to sleep either, he kept rubbing his fingers gently.

"A piece?" Fu Kun called softly.

"Brother." Fu Yijie answered in his ear.

"You can't sleep?"

"Well, thinking about something."

Fu Kun was amused: "Yo, little one can think about things? What are you thinking about?"

"Brother," Fu Yijie was silent for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Have you ever kissed?"

"Ah?" Fu Kun was already thinking about things that made people unable to sleep, but when he asked again, Fu Kun felt his body was in a panic.

"Ever kissed?"

"...No, why ask this?"

"How does it feel to kiss?"

"I don't know, I haven't kissed before." Fu Kun turned his head to look at him, "Why do you ask this suddenly?"

Fu Yijie was still rubbing his fingers on his underpants: "Just ask."

After a while, he said again: "Brother, let's kiss."