Reason is still chaotic

In April, the weather warms up.

Shen Jiali's waist became straighter and straighter, and when he walked, his legs were no longer so muddy.A few days ago, at the beginning of spring, everything came back to life, and all kinds of ailments also broke out at the same time. He suffered a lot, coughing all night like a protracted battle, and from time to time he would pant into a bellows.

He knew how annoying a coughing and wheezing patient would be, so he refused to show his face all day long, hiding in his den and suffering the pain silently.Fortunately, Shen Zijing had a bitter mouth and a sweet heart, and he knew how to get him some lung-nourishing decoction.After going through that period of time, he slowly recovered and looked more energetic than in winter.

He is still thin, but he is thin and measured. He is not skinny and ugly, but smart and looks very light.Although his face was still pale, but after a few steps in the sun, a light tinge of blood could be seen under his skin.In all fairness, his life is good and bad. Well, it's because he has no worries about food and clothing. As long as Shen Zijing doesn't lose his temper, he usually won't go hungry; bad, it's because Shen Zijing's temper is unpredictable. , treating him like a cat catching a mouse, either poking it with its claws or biting it with its fangs, never giving him pleasure, and never refusing to eat him.

He considers himself an experienced person, and he is a few years older, so he doesn't want to go to He Shen Zijing for general knowledge.But even so, he was still often blocked by Shen Zijing's angry heart, wishing he could vomit a mouthful of blood.From Nie Renxiong, Shen Zijing learned a wild and filthy language, every word and sentence was like a knife or dung, which made people daunting and had no power to parry.

That afternoon, Shen Zijing carried Shen Jiali to the small living room downstairs, drinking tea and chatting while basking in the spring sun.Shen Zijing asked him: "Apart from Ma Tianlong and me, who else is in your 'slap' lover?"

Then without waiting for Shen Jiali to answer, he added with a smile: "Is there Xiaochun?"

Shen Jiali lowered his eyes, nodded to the tea leaves floating in the porcelain cup, and replied calmly, "Yes."

Shen Zijing controlled his surprised expression, and smiled indifferently: "Oh, how old is Xiao Chun!"

Shen Jiali picked up the teacup and took a sip: "Xiao Chun Xiao."

Shen Zijing gave him a sideways look, and at the same time recalled when he was "young".At that time, Shen Jiali was almost like a crazy poisonous snake, wrapping around his side from morning till night.He was really "little" at that time, he was so entangled by this third uncle that he couldn't get away, and he fell into Fan when he was confused.

"Who else?" he continued.

Shen Jiali sniffed the fragrance of green tea: "There is also... a boy in his twenties, very lively and beautiful, but he died early."

Shen Zijing calculated in his mind and found a problem: "There is one less! Who is that?"

Shen Jiali put down his teacup, and replied solemnly: "Duan Zhicheng."

Shen Zijing laughed out loud, thinking that this was the only one who could be considered reliable: "That's all? Gone?"

Shen Jiali managed his mind, trying his best to avoid Duan Muren's figure: "It's gone."

Shen Zijing still smiled, feeling that something was wrong with a smile.Finding a random excuse to get angry, he slapped Shen Jiali on the head a few times, the opponent was slapped, and he slumped on the chair and couldn't move for a long time.

Shen Jiali has lived for more than 30 years, to the point where he has nothing and is beaten every day. One can imagine the pain in his heart, but he has no ability to stand on his own feet and walk away.Sitting on the chair in a daze for a while, he suddenly lowered his hands as if he lost his strength, and tilted his head back.Shen Zijing poked his head over and saw that his whole body was twitching slightly, with cold sweat all over his head and face, so he knew that he had suffered from the aftereffects of the electric shock.

He picked up the handkerchief and wiped Shen Jiali's sweat.

Two days later, Ma Tianlong visited again.

He brought a lot of fresh fruit purely to visit Shen Jiali.Shen Zijing was not very interested in this man at first, but he thought he was a member of the military after all, so he came to accompany him.After a few words of pleasantries, he began to discuss the world situation with Ma Tianlong: "Commander Ma, what do you think of the situation of the German army in the Soviet Union?"

After hearing this, Ma Tianlong showed ignorance on the spot: "Germany and the Soviet Union? What does that have to do with us? They can fight as they like!"

Shen Zijing had long seen that he was vulgar and ignorant, but he didn't expect him to be so ignorant, so he couldn't help but want to introduce the relationship between Japan and Germany to him.But when the words came to his lips, he suddenly felt powerless, so he dismissed the idea again.

"Yes, what Ma Ling said makes sense." He nodded coldly: "It makes sense."

Shen Jiali sat on the side and listened, because he was weak, so he refused to think deeply.Regarding the general trend of the world, he doesn't know much about the news, but he has some common sense.

Ma Tianlong turned to Shen Jiali, and asked with a smile: "By the way, do you have no room to live? I have a house, which is very close to Huguo Temple, and it is fully furnished. If you want, you can move in anytime. My house Big business, can't afford to support you?"

It was in the afternoon when he said this.The bright sunlight penetrated the glass window and sprinkled on half of Shen Jiali's body.Ma Tianlong's words made him feel warm both physically and mentally.He looked at the other party and smiled sadly, thinking: "I didn't see that he was such a kind and righteous person before. Unfortunately, I have passed the good times."

Because of such soft feelings in his heart, he felt much more pleasing to the eye when he stared at Ma Tianlong's scarred black face.With a helpless sigh, he immediately replied: "Brother Ma, if you miss me, just come and sit down often. I am used to living here, and I have no intention of moving. I only appreciate your kindness."

Ma Tianlong lowered his head and smiled, and could tell that Shen Jiali really didn't want to go with him—probably because of his own wishful thinking and self-indulgence.

Ma Tianlong has always had a high opinion of Shen Jiali, so now he is unwilling to stalk Shen Jiali.He said a few more gossips in a sly way, and he got up to leave, thinking that he was a man, and if he said he would give up, he would be a bit rigid.But Shen Jiali had just been emotionally moved, and now watching him leave, he felt very sad in his heart, feeling that he had let go of a very good man.

Shen Jiali put his mind on Ma Tianlong, looking a little out of his mind.Shen Zijing saw off this fellow Qiu Ba, but after returning to his room, he was in a good mood.Striding quickly, he stopped in front of Shen Jiali. He bent down and put his hand under the other's armpit, and he couldn't help but exert his strength: "Third Uncle, what are you thinking? You're tired after sitting for a long time, go up and rest for a while!"

Shen Jiali subconsciously grabbed the cane and stood up involuntarily.Absent-mindedly followed Shen Zijing up the stairs, he leaned on the wall to go back to the room, but he didn't want Shen Zijing to silently put his arms around his waist, and said with a low laugh, "Come to my place, I'll catch up with you too."

Shen Jiali glanced at him in surprise: "What do you want to do again? Is this interesting?"

Shen Zijing nodded solemnly: "It's so fucking interesting!"

Shen Jiali took off her clothes by herself, and lay on her back on Shen Zijing's bed.

His heart was still a little heavy, so he didn't pay attention to Shen Zijing's behavior.When Shen Zijing pressed himself up, he just frowned and muttered, "I can't breathe."

Shen Zijing gave a low laugh, then stretched out a hand, rustling under the mattress, looking for something.Shen Jiali closed his eyes without interest, and suddenly felt a warm and moist touch on the side of his chest. He half-opened his eyes and saw that the other person was eagerly gnawing on his chest.

Amid the itch that was slowly growing in his heart, he gritted his teeth for no reason, trying to endure it with a smile, and couldn't tell whether it was commotion or irritability.At this very moment, his lower body was also pushed against by a cold and hard object, so startled that he couldn't help but turn around and hide: "What?"

Shen Zijing held him down with one hand, and while kissing him fondly, he replied vaguely: "Don't be a fucking child, don't you know what you like?"

Shen Jiali reacted, and couldn't help but slightly bowed his waist and lower body impatiently, and said in a low voice out of breath: "If you have the ability, come on, really!"

Shen Zijing took a bite on his chest: "You're so coquettish, and you still pay attention to the truth? The old bastard raised by x, if you want it to be true, you shouldn't have ruined me in the first place! Let me tell you, you will never let him go for the rest of your life." Mom wants to play for real. If I'm in a good mood, I'll make you comfortable once; if I'm in a bad mood, I'll completely crack you up and turn you an old bastard into an old eunuch—relax, it's a fake thing, as for letting you clip it Is it so tight?"

Shen Zijing's cursing style is quite the essence of Nie Renxiong.If you want to put it before, Shen Jiali's mouth is wild enough, and he is very capable of confronting him.However, now is not the time for arguing. He couldn't see the details below, but felt the swelling pain, so he stretched out his hand and pushed Shen Zijing who was on his body: "Take it easy, take it easy..."

Shen Zijing didn't say a word, and acted on his own.After a while, Shen Jiali's hands fell on the bed, and turned down to grab the sheet and rub it.

Shen Zijing leaned sideways to Shen Jiali's side, while manipulating the utensils in his hand, squinting his eyes and staring at Shen Jiali's face.Shen Jiali's face was very red, and his expression was pure enjoyment. When Shen Zijing speeded up his hands, he would moan in a low voice.

After doing this for a long time, Shen Zijing suddenly pulled out the drenched fake thing, pushed his half-soft, half-hard real thing up and stabbed it twice.Shen Jiali's lifeline was still lying lifelessly on the heels of his legs, but it seemed to be feeling it, and a lot of transparent water flowed out.

In the past year, Shen Jiali has been tortured, and now he finally found his heart's contentment in bed again.Lying on the bed with his legs spread wide, he actually fell into a deep sleep.Shen Zijing was not tired.Sitting up and rubbing his face with his hands, he raised his head and let out a long sigh, suddenly wanting to strangle Shen Jiali to death.

With this third uncle, he often has the illusion of being stuck in mud.

Shen Zijing was a self-willed and depraved fool in the mud, and as soon as he fooled around, he fooled around until autumn.