I didn't move and felt her body winding towards me like a snake. Every cell in my body began to get excited...
Her tongue came to my earlobe, it was wet, and there was the sound of her rapid breathing. I still didn't move, because I found that my body was melting.
Her hands penetrated into my clothes, and her lips breathed softly into my ear, "Feng Xiao, I want you..."
I turned around slowly and couldn't breathe for a moment... I saw that her nightgown had been untied and she had closed her eyes.
I immediately hugged her sideways and walked up the stairs step by step. Her eyes in front of me were still closed and her eyelashes were trembling slightly. I couldn't help but leaned over and kissed her, and she suddenly let out a long moan...
I once heard someone say: The reason why God is great is that He designed one thing when he created man - to allow us to unknowingly complete the mission of passing on our family lineage while being extremely happy. But I discovered this
Although the sentence is correct, it is not complete, because many times we are just for the pleasure of our flesh, such as me just now.
She was sleeping, as if she was in a coma. I lay next to her panting. It took ten minutes for my breathing to calm down. I shook her body gently and said, "Sister, I'm going back."
She didn't move and was still sleeping. I slowly put on my clothes, then sat on the edge of the bed to put on pants and socks. Just as I was about to get up, I suddenly felt a pair of hands hugging my neck.
The back of my body. "Feng Xiao, don't leave, stay with me."
I didn't move. "Sister, my parents were at home and I sneaked out quietly."
"Feng Xiao, I'm so lonely." She said, her voice in my ear.
"Sister, I know, but there is really nothing I can do." My heart began to soften.
"Then you should talk to sister for a while before leaving." She sighed.
I went to hold her hand and placed it on my neck, "Sister, okay."
I lay on the bed fully clothed, she crawled in my arms, and the air conditioner in the room was turned on very warmly. We were both silent, but we truly felt that silence was better than sound.
Suddenly, I remembered something, "Sister, I want to ask you something."
"Yes." Her slender fingers came to my lips and touched them gently.
"What do you think I should give my father-in-law during the Chinese New Year?" I asked.
"As a family, why do we do so many false etiquettes?" she said.
"He is an elder, so I should, right?" I said, looking at the beautiful ceiling above.
"That's true. But this matter is very troublesome," she said.
"It's just troublesome. He doesn't need anything. That's why I asked you." I said with a wry smile.
"What does he need most?" she asked.
I was startled because I found that her question was exactly the same as my father's. So I replied: "He hopes most to have his own children."
"Introduce him to a female patient as his lover." She suddenly smiled.
I also laughed, "Sister, don't be ridiculous. He is my father-in-law."
"What else does he hope for most?" So she asked again.
"He also wants his company to go public." I said.
"I understand. I understand why he wants to know me through you." She sighed suddenly.
I am silent.
"I admire him very much." She said suddenly again.
"What do you admire about him?" I asked in surprise.
"He's so tolerant," she said, "for so long, he didn't reveal his true intentions."
"Sister, can you arrange it?" I asked.
"Since he can bear it so well, let's take it slow." She said calmly.
I had no choice but to stop talking, and after thinking for a while, I asked: "My dad said he would give him a basket of persimmons. When he was eating, he put it on the table and shouted, 'It's on the market!' Haha! Do you think it's funny or not?"
"Haha! Your father is very funny." She laughed, and after a while she said: "This is a good idea. But giving persimmons is inconsistent with Boss Lin's identity."
"What should I do?" I asked.
"You make two golden persimmons out of gold and give them to him. That will be perfect," she said.
I was overjoyed, "What a great idea!"
Lin Yu agreed with her father's creativity, but proposed the idea of making it with gold. I think this difference lies in the different consumption concepts between her father and her. Her father was clean and honest throughout his life and had a simple life, but Lin Yu was in charge of power and had rich clothes and fine food.
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Lin Yu agreed with his father's idea, which shows that the two of them have the same rich social experience and have unique insights into dealing with various human situations. In the final analysis, this is actually a kind of life experience. And it is precisely this kind of life experience that I lack.
However, I later found out that I was wrong, and found that the surprise between my father and Lin Yu was not just about the concept of consumption, but the fundamental difference in the understanding of this society and money.
On the night of New Year's Eve, Lin Yi and Shi Yanni reunited with our family for a New Year reunion. During the dinner, I brought a beautiful wooden box containing two golden persimmons to the table to wish Lin Yi a happy New Year. When I opened it, I said, "
Uncle Lin and Aunt Shi, I wish you a happy New Year and wish your company to go public as soon as possible." After that, Lin Yi was very happy and said repeatedly: "This gift is good, this gift is good!"
But later, after Lin Yi and the others left, my father said to me: "Feng Xiao, why do I feel like I have returned to the legendary old society? Your classmate gave me a gift made of gold, and you gave it to your father-in-law.
It’s also gold, are you really so rich that you can’t tolerate other things?”
I hurriedly said: "Dad, am I still following your idea? But after all, he is the big boss, and I am his son-in-law and a junior. I really can't get rid of a basket of persimmons."
But my father said lightly: "As far as I know from Chinese history, any dynasty in which all the people pursue luxury will not last long."
Later, after my father left, I discovered that the gifts Kang Demao had given to him and my mother had been left at my house.
At noon on New Year's Eve, inside a cemetery on the outskirts of the provincial capital.
Tong Yao helped us contact us about the cemetery. When we got here, we found out that it was actually one of the rows of tombs that had been repaired. The cemetery was built in separate areas, and the tombs in each area were different in size.
Smaller tombs in remote areas can be purchased for only a few thousand yuan. The one Tong Yao contacted for us is the double tomb on the right side of the center of the cemetery. It is actually not very big, covering an area of only three to four square meters.
There is no writing on the tombstone yet. In front of the tombstone is a tomb, which is just big enough to put two urns.
"How is it?" I asked Azhu.
"This is it. Feng Xiao, please help me advance the money today, and I will give it to you later," she said.
I didn't say anything because I felt she should pay the money.
The procedure was completed very quickly. In the final analysis, it was just a matter of paying the money. The staff asked us: "Do we need a mage?"
I didn't understand what he said, "Mage? What to do?"
"Some people believe in this kind of thing. They ask the mage to bury you and do the burial at the same time. Only in this way can the deceased rest in peace and everything goes smoothly for the living." He said.
"How much does it cost?" I asked, mainly because I was worried about being cheated.
"It's only two to three hundred yuan," the staff member said.
I went to see Azhu, meaning I wanted to ask for her opinion. She nodded slightly, so I said, "Okay."
"Wait a minute, I'll call him right away," the staff member said.
This is the office area of the cemetery, at the entrance to the cemetery. I don’t want to stay here because I feel depressed. I said to A-Zhu: “You take a rest inside, and I’ll go out for a walk.”
"I'll go too," she said.
I didn't say anything and walked outside. After leaving the formality room, I took a few deep breaths.
Just now, when the staff took us to see the proposed cemetery, I didn't pay special attention to the environment here, but now, I feel that I should take a closer look at this place. Because I thought in my heart: This is also the place where I will come in the future.
Ah. No one can escape this natural law. There is a joke that says: Now that I have come to this world, I have no intention of going back alive! Although this sentence seems funny, it is actually a kind of helplessness.
The gate of the cemetery is simple and grand, somewhat like an archway. Above the middle are four vigorous and powerful characters: Jiangnan Cemetery. The calligraphy is simple and simple, which is definitely everyone's calligraphy.
After entering the gate, there are three arch bridges, the one in the middle is faster, and the ones on both sides are half narrow. There are withered lotus leaves in the turquoise water under the bridge. After passing the arch bridge, there is a corridor with stone sculptures on both sides.
, the contents of the stone carvings are the stories of the Twenty-Four Filial Piety. On both sides of the end of the corridor are the statues of Guanyin and Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva. Directly opposite the corridor is a round hill. Far behind the hill are rolling hills.
Mountains. This is a natural geomantic treasure. There is no place more suitable for a cemetery than here.
Directly in front of the corridor are stone steps that climb to the top of the hill. This stone step looks wide and majestic, very similar to the stone steps at Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum. However, Qin Shi Huang's Mausoleum is exclusive to Ying Zheng.
But here is the habitat of many people. In addition, there is another difference: Qin Shihuang was buried in the mountain, and there were countless burials with him. But the people who live here are on the surface of the mountain, and there are only dead people in the tomb.
Just the ashes of the deceased.
Today is the New Year's Eve of the lunar calendar. I didn't expect that there are still many people coming to this place to sweep the tombs. After thinking about it, I suddenly understood: these people want to celebrate the New Year with their deceased relatives. This can be seen from this that our country
The deep family affection that exists in the hearts of ordinary people.
Therefore, the cemetery, which was thought to be deserted, turned out to be very lively. The deceased have passed away and they are buried here. The people who come here to sweep the tombs have long forgotten their sorrow, and they have made this place have a festive atmosphere. (To be continued.)