The Hairpin of the Red Chamber

Ping'er was holding the hand stove that Sister Feng had handed over, and before she could recover, she saw that Sister Feng had fallen asleep.This car was originally prepared by her for the two servants and herself. It is very simple inside, and it cannot be compared with the ones that Sister Feng used to ride. General wheeler.Ping'er raised the curtain slightly and looked outside, and they were already some distance away from Beijing.Sister Feng came out early in the morning, and even now there were only a few businessmen on their way.The tea stalls and dim sum stalls on both sides of the official road have already been set up, and the children who help the stalls run around quickly on the side of the road, and the beggars also come out, being driven to the side by the children and stall owners. .

The two servants escorting Sister Feng rode on mules, chatting and laughing, and it was very lively. Wang Wu was joking around, and the two male servants talked freely together.

Such a peaceful morning doesn't look like Sister Feng's exile, but rather a family outing in the countryside.

Ping'er smiled slightly, and put aside his worries. Feeling that the car was a little hot, he put down the stove, walked to Sister Feng's side, and touched her neck, where a thin layer of white hairy sweat had already appeared. , Ping'er moved the quilt to Sister Feng's shoulders, so as not to sweat too much, which is not good.However, Sister Nofeng's slender and white neck like a grub was exposed, her clothes were really loose, and even her smooth and delicate fragrant shoulders like white jade were half concealed before Ping'er's eyes.

Ping'er hurriedly took the coat to cover Sister Feng's exposed part, and when her fingers touched Sister Feng's skin, she involuntarily hooked inward. The gentle and delicate touch came from her fingertips, like water waves, layer by layer, circle around Swinging up and down in a circle, Ping'er's eyes became hot and her cheeks were flushed—she hadn't been close to Sister Feng for a long time, and she didn't think about it when she was busy. Scratching, it was like a hundred fires were burning, and an unspeakable desire rose in my heart.

Ping'er looked at Sister Feng ecstatically, and gently rubbed Sister Feng's cheeks with her fingers. This face was not as smooth as before, and there were even a few rough spots left by the vicissitudes of life. When she looked closely, Sister Feng's forehead A small wrinkle had already appeared on the forehead, and a few white hairs suddenly appeared on the sideburns.

Ping'er frowned, stretched out his hand to push back all the strands of Sister Feng's hair, and then slowly fell down on her side, hugging her from behind, but her head was half-raised, leaning on the pillow to lift her on top of Sister Feng, her face twitched. Turning around, his lips swept over Sister Feng's hair, Ping'er kissed Sister Feng's hair lightly, and without feeling any strength in his arms, he hugged Sister Feng tightly, and the smell of sweat, fragrance and decay came from Sister Feng's hair. When it was heard, Ping'er felt distressed and itchy.

But when she was intoxicated, she suddenly heard Sister Feng, who was already sound asleep, say in front of her: "Hair is dirty."

Ping'er was frightened and almost pushed Sister Feng out.

Sister Feng was still in a daze, turned her body around, still closed her eyes, faced Ping'er and said, "I haven't washed my hair since I went in. I asked the guard for some water to wipe my hair yesterday, and I didn't wash it. It's very useful, when you get to the station, you can wash it for me."

Ping'er said: "Okay." Then said: "...you didn't sleep?"

Sister Feng half blamed and said: "I haven't slept well recently. You rub your shoulders and pinch your face. How can I sleep?"

Ping'er murmured: "For some reason, it's a bit hot in this car. I'm afraid you'll be hot, so I rolled out the quilt for you."

Sister Feng is more awake now, but she still closed her eyes and said with a smile: "It turns out that my face was also covered with a quilt just now."

Ping'er blushed, turned around, lay flat on her back and said, "If you don't like it, I'll do it anyway."

Unexpectedly, Sister Feng opened her eyes, put her arms around her and said with a smile, "Who said I don't like it?" She was sleepy for a long time, although she couldn't sleep for a few breaths, the meaning of sleepiness has subsided a lot, and she pressed her hands on her face. On Ping'er's body, when he saw the softness through the clothes, he felt his breath stagnate, and unknowingly put his hand into Ping'er's skirt, playing tricks as before, even his face gradually showed a frivolous look, and smiled. Into Ping'er's ear, he said, "I haven't seen you for a long time, and I miss you so much."

Ping'er quickly squeezed her hand, blushing and said: "There are still people outside."

Sister Feng took the quilt and wrapped most of Ping'er's body in it, and slowly untied Ping'er's cotton trousers with her hand, and said with a smile: "We are resting well, what do outsiders care about?"

After taking a deep breath, Ping'er became tense. In the past, although Sister Feng's bed was not restrained, she was definitely not a person who let go. Mostly Ping'er took the initiative and Sister Feng responded, but today Sister Feng is uncharacteristically. , the fingers were kneading and twirling outside, although it was not as far as Ping'er, it had already made Ping'er feel guilty.

Ping'er forced herself to resist Sister Feng's hand, lifted a corner of the quilt and sat up, hurriedly adjusted her clothes and said, "I still have something to do, first go outside and tell Erya to come in to accompany you." Pushing open the car door, calling The little girl came in and sat on the shaft by herself.Sister Feng's clothes were disheveled, so it was hard to chase her out, so she could only shout in the car: "Ping'er!" She kicked half of the quilt away with a kick, the little girl looked rough, but she was quick at work, so she took over for her when she was busy. She covered the quilt and said, "It's cold, grandma, don't freeze."

Sister Feng is just at the time when the heat is on her mind, how can she listen to such words?Throwing off the quilt again, she said angrily, "I'm not cold." Asking the little girl to dress her, the second girl hurriedly rubbed her hands to warm them up, picked up the clothes and served Sister Feng, but Sister Feng watched her not move—this Erya's face and hands were flushed with cold, seeing her hands and face, Sister Feng remembered the weather outside in the morning, she had never been on a cart, but she knew how cool it must be if she thought about it.

Seeing that Sister Feng didn't move, Erya asked in a daze, "Grandma doesn't wear it?"

Sister Feng stretched her hands into her sleeves, put on her clothes, bent down, walked to the door of the car, and pushed the door open—there are two worlds inside and outside the car. , Sister Feng was so cold that her whole body shook.

Ping'er suddenly saw her open the car door, thought she had something to say, and asked the coachman to rein in the horse, then turned around and said, "Say what you have to say, it's too cold to drive like this."

Seeing that her face was blushing from the cold, Sister Feng stomped her feet and said, "What do I have to say? I just want to ask you to come in." She glanced at the woman, raised her chin, and said, "You come in too, everyone. Squeeze and sit."

The old woman thanked Sister Feng happily, and climbed into the car. If Sister Feng's name was only Ping'er, Ping'er would definitely not go in. When she called this old woman in, it would be hard to refuse. After hesitating for a while, he bent down and got into the car, and sat next to the car door, far away from Sister Feng.