After dinner, after being tossed by his wife a few times, his bones were really sore. Zhang Zihao walked up to the rooftop of the top floor alone and stretched out. The wind at night was quite cool, and it felt very comfortable.
I took a look at my body and thought about it. Before I knew it, I would be in my thirties. They say that time flies by like a fleeting horse. In the blink of an eye, it has been more than ten years. I thought about the stupid boy who ran away from the countryside back then, and now he is the same.
A middle-aged man who has gone through ups and downs.
Zhang Zihao lit a cigarette and took a slow puff. At home, although his wife did not completely prohibit him from smoking and drinking, it was only a small amount. Sima Qing bought all the cigarettes at home. She is a smart and capable woman.
At home, she kept the house in order, making him seem like an idler, and she was still an idler who had to worry about everything. But every time Zhang Zihao asked her why she was so nice to him,
Sima Qing would help him with everything, smile happily, and simply say, "Because you are the man I love," seemed to make everything clear.
No wonder even Xu Weijun said that with a woman like Sima Qing by his side, he felt at ease with everything. Indeed, this sister was so kind to him. Every time Zhang Zihao thought of her, he would smile, but the sister was also a bit conservative, both.
We have been married for several years. Every time she has sex with him, she always has to be on the bed and covered with a quilt. Every time Zhang Zihao picks her up, she will blush and say, "Brother, don't be like this."
"La" Thinking of this, Zhang Zihao also wanted to laugh. He seemed particularly content with his current life.
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"Brother, you are here alone!"
At this time, Liao Tingting quietly went up to the top floor. Seeing Zhang Zihao thinking about something alone, she walked over gently and took his arm.
"What, why don't you watch TV with them down below?"
"I just want to accompany you! When I got home, you were occupied by them, and you didn't have much time to spend with me!" Liao Tingting muttered. In addition to her mature body, this nineteen-year-old girl
In front of Zhang Zihao, she always looks like a petite woman, but her slender and plump figure can attract men's desire.
Zhang Zihao stretched out his hand and hooked her waist, looked at this cute and beautiful sister, and felt quite comfortable, but the girl's coquettish look really made her look different, "Tingting, you are so angry!
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"No!" Liao Tingting smiled slightly, raised her little feet, and took a sweet sip on Zhang Zihao's face before saying sweetly: "Brother, I want to pay homage to my parents tomorrow, can you accompany me?
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Speaking of which, although the former Mayor Liao was not a thing, he was pretty good to his daughter! After all, he only had this only bloodline, and although Liao Tingting knew that her parents were bastards, as a child, she was still filial, and every year
On any holiday, she always goes to offer incense to her parents. She went to study in another place and didn't go to visit during the Qingming Festival. She wanted to make up for it now.
Although Zhang Zihao disdains her parents, he understands what this girl is thinking. Naturally, he will accompany her every time. Mayor Liao has offended many people in the past. He is also worried about her and goes to pay homage to her parents. He is also worried about her.
People go.
"Your girl is so filial, what a pity~!" Looking at this well-behaved sister, Zhang Zihao felt sorry for her. It would be great for such a good girl to have parents who love her.
"Brother, don't sigh." Liao Tingting grabbed his arm tightly. As a girl, her parents are gone, and many of her relatives don't want her anymore. The only one she can rely on is her brother. It sounds like she is really lonely.
It was pitiful, but with this brother, she never felt sad.
"Brother, I am actually very happy all the time! Why are you sighing at me?" Liao Tingting smiled slightly and hid tightly in Zhang Zihao's arms, like a little bird returning home.
Putting down the cigarette butt in his hand, Zhang Zihao held his sister in his arms and quietly leaned on the railing of the rooftop.
"Brother, do you remember the first time you met me?"
"first?"
"Yes! I was tied up by Sister Leng at that time! As a result, you held her under the liquid and jumped out of the window. You even hurt her that time!"
"No, I didn't even use much effort!" When she said this, Zhang Zihao also remembered the first time he met Leng Shuang because Xu Wei helped her parents to save her. He thought of all kinds of things.
Coincidentally, he seemed more interested.
"It's already there! It's still hurting now!" But Liao Tingting was deliberately playing ambiguous, mumbling with her little butt raised, but she was pressing against Zhang Zihao.
"Really? No way?" Zhang Zihao didn't react for a moment, but looked at the sister strangely, not knowing what trick she was playing again.
"Yes." Liao Tingting grabbed Zhang Zihao's hand, but moved it to her breasts, and then muttered: "Brother, you pressed her again that time, hehe, you have to help now"
I'll rub it."
"Damn, you little girl, you are still trying to be ambiguous with me!" Zhang Zihao lightly slapped her little butt, but he also reached out his hand and pinched her plump breasts gently. This girl is really developed.
Okay, that place is also very full, and it really feels good when I hold it in my hand.
It was also because we were like that with her last time. Now that this girl is in her youth, and she really likes her brother, she can't help but linger a little when there is no one around.
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Banshan Cemetery is on the outskirts of the city. Early the next morning, Zhang Zihao drove there with his sister. After a forty-minute drive, the car stopped steadily on the road outside Banshan Cemetery, carrying some memorial items.
Just walked inside.
After passing through rows of cemeteries, they stopped at a cemetery of one or two square meters. Liao Tingting walked forward with something in hand, while Zhang Zihao was watching from the side.
It was retribution for a dead corrupt official. People like Zhang Zihao were definitely not allowed to worship him. However, looking at the Liao family's parents, who were now just buried in a pile of loess, Zhang Zihao shook his head.
All gains and losses of fame and fortune will be buried in the dust in the end. What's the point of coveting those things? It's better to keep some true feelings, some sincerity, and be happy with the people you like, which is more important than anything else.
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Liao Tingting did not cry out. Although she was reluctant to let go of her parents, she was a sensible girl, so after her parents died, she had never resented anyone. Although she was still a little sad in her heart, this girl was actually strong and followed Zhang Zihao.
In the past few years of her life, she has learned to put her parents' matters into perspective.
After applying the incense, Liao Tingting reluctantly stretched out her hand to touch the photo on the grave, and whispered something to her parents.
It's not a festival now, so there are few people in the cemetery. Occasionally, a guard comes to take a look, and then leaves. This place is actually very clean.
From a distance, Zhang Zihao saw a woman walking this way, carrying something. She seemed to be here to pay homage to someone, but she saw Zhang Zihao standing here, standing there far away, and stopped again.
pace.
Zhang Zihao didn't know the woman, so he was a little confused. Why did the woman seem to be afraid of seeing him? And the woman wore sunglasses, with long hair flowing in the wind, and paired with the black suit, she looked really a little bit weird.
It's dark, but it looks very bright.
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"Brother, okay, let's go back!" After a pause, Liao Tingting turned around and grabbed Zhang Zihao's arm again, but there were a little tears in the little girl's eyes. After all, they were parents, and they were at the grave.
How can I not be sad at all?
Zhang Zihao patted her little shoulder and said gently: "Tingting, don't think about that. Your parents will rest in peace if they know you are so filial."
"Brother, it's nothing! I just miss my parents a little bit. In fact, they loved me very much when I was a child. My dad was just a minor official at that time, and he was a pretty good official, but he became like that later." Liao Tingting
Wiping his eyes, he glanced at Zhang Zihao, but a sweet smile quickly appeared on his lips, "Brother, I just miss my parents a little bit, but I won't be unhappy, because I have a brother!"
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"Yes." Zhang Zihao smiled slightly, gently scratched her nose, and took her hand and walked back.