So you became the village chief?
After listening to Xiaoqing's narrative, Zhang Yiming asked with a smile, feeling happy for her, hoping that this could slowly wipe out the unhappy memory in her heart.
Xiaoqing nodded and said: I went to the county for a meeting a while ago, which was about building a new socialist countryside. Our village is a key poor village and it is under great pressure.I had no idea, and they all said, "If you want to be rich, build roads first." Besides, it is indeed too inconvenient for our village to enter and exit, so I wanted to pay for a bigger road to the town first.Today I came to make a wish to Maitreya Buddha, hoping that the road would be well built and our village would gradually become rich.
Do you pay for the road construction yourself?
Zhang Yiming was a little surprised.How much does it cost?Does Xiaoqing have this money?More importantly, even if there is, why should she get Ah?
Xiaoqing nodded again, "It's nothing to repair a car road, so I don't have that much money."Our village committee discussed and just dig a wide, flat, at least the trolley can push the dirt road through. Unlike now, everything has to be carried on the back and on the path of sheep.
This also costs a lot of money, right?
Xiaoqing lowered her head again, so there was no need to be too much.All the villagers work voluntarily, and the money is just used to buy necessary tools and materials.I...I saved some money in Shenzhen.Now that I think about the money, I feel disgusted. They are all earned by doing that kind of thing, so it is better to use it for the village.Anyway, I don't want to use that kind of money anymore.
Zhang Yiming glanced at Xiaoqing, and a feeling of indescribable feeling suddenly surged in his heart.
If Xiaoqing is a kind of degeneration in Shenzhen, then how much responsibility does she have for this degeneration?
Of course, I dare not say that she has no responsibility at all. After all, there are so many women in extreme difficult situations who still insist on self-esteem and self-love. But is it true to say that it is all Xiaoqing's own responsibility?
Looking at Xiaoqing's head buried in her deep moment and listening to her ashamed words, Zhang Yiming could not believe that Xiaoqing's actions in Shenzhen were for the purpose of greed for money, obsession with enjoyment, etc.
2 Go down to the new Jinding and arrive at Zhenguo Temple.
It is said that Zhenguo Temple makes a good wish, right?
Zhang Yiming asked as the two walked into the temple.
have no idea.
Xiaoqing said softly, after a while, she said again: Before I went to Shenzhen, I came here to make a wish, but...
Xiaoqing lowered her eyes.
Needless to say, Zhang Yiming could think of what kind of wish Xiaoqing would make before going to Shenzhen, and Zhang Yiming knew even more about the outcome in Shenzhen.
Maybe I'm not sincere enough.
Xiaoqing added another sentence at the end.
Things that have all passed, don't think about them anymore.
Zhang Yiming opened his guidance.
The two of them worshipped at Zhenguo Temple. When they went out, the lay Buddhists on the side gave Zhang Yiming and Xiaoqing a red rope. Zhang Yiming didn't quite understand what it meant, so he took it casually, and Xiaoqing's face turned red in an instant.
What's wrong?
Zhang Yiming asked strangely.
Xiaoqing said nothing, and the layman on the side laughed first and said kindly to Xiaoqing: Don’t be shy, a girl, a man should get married, and a woman should get married. You must grasp your own marriage.
After saying that, the layman looked at Zhang Yiming with a smile.
Zhang Yiming understood a little. No wonder he saw that there were some stones tied with red ropes on the trees on the roadside. It turned out that he was blessed with the young couples who came up the mountain.
Zhang Yiming remembered that when he was studying, he climbed Mount Hua, and the iron chains were hung on the mountain. The higher he went, the more he went, the more he had, the more he had, the meaning was similar to the red rope here.
That is a concentric lock, and the red rope here can probably be tied into a concentric knot.
But, are these things really useful?
Zhang Yiming and Shi Si also hung a concentric lock on the top of Mount Hua. He clearly remembered that when he threw the key down the cliff of Mount Hua, Shi Si snuggled beside him with a happy smile on his face.
We are always together, like this lock, and can never be opened again.
This is what poetry thinks about the time, but the sweet language of the past is still in my ears, but where is the fragrance at this moment?
Zhang Yiming didn't want to embarrass Xiaoqing, so he smiled and thanked the layman, and picked up the red rope for Xiaoqing.
After taking a few steps, Xiaoqing whispered: Sorry.
Why?
Zhang Yiming was puzzled.
He misunderstood that we were…that kind of relationship.
Zhang Yiming smiled. Since everyone knew it was a misunderstanding, what's wrong with me?
But, I'm not worthy.
Zhang Yiming found that Xiaoqing had a strong inferiority complex and could not eliminate it for her for a while. He had to say: There is nothing to be worthy of, I don’t care, so he doesn’t care, don’t take it to heart.
Zhang Yiming's words made Xiaoqing raise his head and look at him, tears flowing in his eyes.
Looking at the sky, it was getting late. Zhang Yiming didn't know if it was too late to go down the mountain. He frowned and asked Xiaoqing: Are you going down the mountain now?
Xiaoqing nodded.
I'm afraid it will be dark if you can't get to the foot of the mountain?
I'm not afraid of being black, I'm used to it.
There is a place to live on the golden top. Zhang Yiming thought for a while and suddenly said: How about living in the mountain tonight?You can watch the sunrise tomorrow morning.Then, I thought of going to your village to see it, is that OK?
Xiaoqing looked at Zhang Yiming in surprise, not knowing what his proposal was. A trace of joy flashed in her eyes and forgot to speak.
How about it?
Zhang Yiming asked again.
Um.
Xiaoqing nodded.
3 When checking in the room, the waiter asked how many rooms he wanted. Zhang Yiming turned his head and looked at Xiaoqing beside him. Her face turned red, but she didn't make a sound. Zhang Yiming turned around and said to the waiter: One room.
The hotel prices here are cheap, but the conditions are inevitably a little worse. No wonder, on the top of this high mountain, everything depends on transportation from below. What good conditions can be provided?
Fortunately, I only stayed for one night and it was just over.
After implementing the accommodation, Zhang Yiming took Xiaoqing out to eat. After eating, it started to dark. There was nothing fun and good to watch on the mountain at night, so the two of them went straight back to their hotel room.
After nightfall, the top of the mountain was very cold. Xiaoqing had not planned to spend the night on the mountain, so she looked a little less clothes at this time.
Zhang Yiming has a foundation in his internal skills and doesn’t feel anything. Seeing Xiaoqing’s appearance, he said: Go to bed, it’s not cold if you stay in the quilt.
Xiaoqing had this idea for a long time and nodded and said: Then wait a moment.
After saying that, he went out.
After a while, Xiaoqing actually came back with a basin of hot water, and I don’t know where she got it.
When Zhang Yiming saw that she understood her intention, he smiled and said: This is not bad. If you burn your feet, your body will soon be warmed up.
Xiaoqing smiled, this is for washing your feet.
While talking, Xiaoqing brought the water to Zhang Yiming who was sitting on the bed and squatted down.
Zhang Yiming didn't expect Xiaoqing to mean that, and he was a little uncomfortable.There was only one basin of water, and Zhang Yiming said: You wash it, it just warms up your body.I'm not cold.
Xiaoqing squatted at Zhang Yiming's feet and said softly: You are a man, of course you can wash it.
It is precisely because I am a man that should you wash it?
Zhang Yiming couldn't understand Xiaoqing's inverted logic for a while.
It's not what you said in us.
Xiaoqing squatted on the ground, looking up at Zhang Yiming, with a sense of humility in her eyes.Zhang Yiming remembered the scars on the little green breasts she had seen at this time, and couldn't help but understand the root of the humiliation she suffered.
Zhang Yiming reached out and pulled Xiaoqing up and touched her face. For me, the rules are different, and women should be favored by men.
Xiaoqing's tears rolled out as she looked at her, and she lowered her head and choked up and said: I will be your woman even if I die in the next life. I will not have such a blessing in this life, and I am not worthy of it.
Zhang Yiming didn't know what to say for a moment, but Xiaoqing squatted down again and said: Let me wash it for you, I'm willing.
Zhang Yiming stopped making a sound, and silently Xiaoqing took off his shoes and socks and put his feet in hot water.
4 The night on the top of the mountain is even more peaceful than when he was at Mr. Huang’s house. There is nothing else except the whistling wind.
Xiaoqing's petite body curled up in Zhang Yiming's arms was as hot as a ball of fire, not at all the cold before going to bed.
Zhang Yiming had an indescribable feeling about this woman. If it weren’t for such a special situation at the beginning, even if he vented his desire, Zhang Yiming would not have found Amei at that time.
But today when he met her again, Zhang Yiming had almost no hesitation and naturally hugged her in his arms again.
What attracted him?
After thinking about it, it seemed that Xiaoqing's almost humble speech and unconcealed admiration for Zhang Yiming had aroused the feeling of pitying a pet in Zhang Yiming's heart.
When Xiaoqing went to bed, she consciously broke out and was naked. She knew what this man wanted, and she was willing to give it to him, although she knew that this might be just a pleasure on a journey.
Zhang Yiming gently rubbed the two soft meatballs on Xiaoqing's chest. In the darkness, he could still touch the scalded scars left there, which reminded Zhang Yiming of Mingzai.
How did you explain Mingzai’s death to his family?
Zhang Yiming asked.
I told the truth.He made some bad friends, went to the wrong way, and was involved in a matter of seeking revenge.Later, the Shenzhen Public Security Bureau notified our county, and the county Public Security Bureau notified their family members, which was the same.The Shenzhen Public Security Bureau also grasped some of the things he had committed and reported them. Their family... were very sad and angry, and hated that he was not good at doing well and did not go the right path, and ended up like this.
Zhang Yiming said nothing, let it pass this matter like this. He left Xiaoqing's chest with one hand, moved downstream, and reached the lush land. Xiaoqing snorted.
Zhang Yiming felt that Xiaoqing was a little nervous, which surprised him a little. She had done a job of selling her body for a living, and it was not the first time she had sex with Zhang Yiming, but she didn't expect she was nervous at this time.
Zhang Yiming didn't know that women who betrayed their bodies were not treated as human beings by prostitutes. In fact, they also did not treat prostitutes as human beings. Both of them were just walking corpses.
However, now, when Xiaoqing no longer betrays her body, she is about to be lucky again by this man who looks like a god in her heart. How could it not make Xiaoqing, who feels humble, almost unable to control herself and tremble.
Xiaoqing, are you unwilling to do it?
Zhang Yiming thought to himself, after all, this woman is no longer the Amei in Shenzhen.
I do.
Xiaoqing replied softly.
But you seem a little nervous.
I...is not nervous.
Zhang Yiming adjusted his posture and was about to enter. As soon as the spearhead reached Pengmen, Xiaoqing suddenly pushed Zhang Yiming's chest with his hand.
What's wrong?
I……
Xiaoqing wanted to speak but stopped, and suddenly slid her body into the quilt and soon crawled into Zhang Yiming's lower body. I'll help you with my mouth...
Zhang Yiming immediately felt his spear enter a small and warm mouth. He didn't know why Xiaoqing was like this.
But let her go, the flame in Zhang Yiming's body has risen, and it will be extinguished first.
After listening to Xiaoqing's narrative, Zhang Yiming asked with a smile, feeling happy for her, hoping that this could slowly wipe out the unhappy memory in her heart.
Xiaoqing nodded and said: I went to the county for a meeting a while ago, which was about building a new socialist countryside. Our village is a key poor village and it is under great pressure.I had no idea, and they all said, "If you want to be rich, build roads first." Besides, it is indeed too inconvenient for our village to enter and exit, so I wanted to pay for a bigger road to the town first.Today I came to make a wish to Maitreya Buddha, hoping that the road would be well built and our village would gradually become rich.
Do you pay for the road construction yourself?
Zhang Yiming was a little surprised.How much does it cost?Does Xiaoqing have this money?More importantly, even if there is, why should she get Ah?
Xiaoqing nodded again, "It's nothing to repair a car road, so I don't have that much money."Our village committee discussed and just dig a wide, flat, at least the trolley can push the dirt road through. Unlike now, everything has to be carried on the back and on the path of sheep.
This also costs a lot of money, right?
Xiaoqing lowered her head again, so there was no need to be too much.All the villagers work voluntarily, and the money is just used to buy necessary tools and materials.I...I saved some money in Shenzhen.Now that I think about the money, I feel disgusted. They are all earned by doing that kind of thing, so it is better to use it for the village.Anyway, I don't want to use that kind of money anymore.
Zhang Yiming glanced at Xiaoqing, and a feeling of indescribable feeling suddenly surged in his heart.
If Xiaoqing is a kind of degeneration in Shenzhen, then how much responsibility does she have for this degeneration?
Of course, I dare not say that she has no responsibility at all. After all, there are so many women in extreme difficult situations who still insist on self-esteem and self-love. But is it true to say that it is all Xiaoqing's own responsibility?
Looking at Xiaoqing's head buried in her deep moment and listening to her ashamed words, Zhang Yiming could not believe that Xiaoqing's actions in Shenzhen were for the purpose of greed for money, obsession with enjoyment, etc.
2 Go down to the new Jinding and arrive at Zhenguo Temple.
It is said that Zhenguo Temple makes a good wish, right?
Zhang Yiming asked as the two walked into the temple.
have no idea.
Xiaoqing said softly, after a while, she said again: Before I went to Shenzhen, I came here to make a wish, but...
Xiaoqing lowered her eyes.
Needless to say, Zhang Yiming could think of what kind of wish Xiaoqing would make before going to Shenzhen, and Zhang Yiming knew even more about the outcome in Shenzhen.
Maybe I'm not sincere enough.
Xiaoqing added another sentence at the end.
Things that have all passed, don't think about them anymore.
Zhang Yiming opened his guidance.
The two of them worshipped at Zhenguo Temple. When they went out, the lay Buddhists on the side gave Zhang Yiming and Xiaoqing a red rope. Zhang Yiming didn't quite understand what it meant, so he took it casually, and Xiaoqing's face turned red in an instant.
What's wrong?
Zhang Yiming asked strangely.
Xiaoqing said nothing, and the layman on the side laughed first and said kindly to Xiaoqing: Don’t be shy, a girl, a man should get married, and a woman should get married. You must grasp your own marriage.
After saying that, the layman looked at Zhang Yiming with a smile.
Zhang Yiming understood a little. No wonder he saw that there were some stones tied with red ropes on the trees on the roadside. It turned out that he was blessed with the young couples who came up the mountain.
Zhang Yiming remembered that when he was studying, he climbed Mount Hua, and the iron chains were hung on the mountain. The higher he went, the more he went, the more he had, the more he had, the meaning was similar to the red rope here.
That is a concentric lock, and the red rope here can probably be tied into a concentric knot.
But, are these things really useful?
Zhang Yiming and Shi Si also hung a concentric lock on the top of Mount Hua. He clearly remembered that when he threw the key down the cliff of Mount Hua, Shi Si snuggled beside him with a happy smile on his face.
We are always together, like this lock, and can never be opened again.
This is what poetry thinks about the time, but the sweet language of the past is still in my ears, but where is the fragrance at this moment?
Zhang Yiming didn't want to embarrass Xiaoqing, so he smiled and thanked the layman, and picked up the red rope for Xiaoqing.
After taking a few steps, Xiaoqing whispered: Sorry.
Why?
Zhang Yiming was puzzled.
He misunderstood that we were…that kind of relationship.
Zhang Yiming smiled. Since everyone knew it was a misunderstanding, what's wrong with me?
But, I'm not worthy.
Zhang Yiming found that Xiaoqing had a strong inferiority complex and could not eliminate it for her for a while. He had to say: There is nothing to be worthy of, I don’t care, so he doesn’t care, don’t take it to heart.
Zhang Yiming's words made Xiaoqing raise his head and look at him, tears flowing in his eyes.
Looking at the sky, it was getting late. Zhang Yiming didn't know if it was too late to go down the mountain. He frowned and asked Xiaoqing: Are you going down the mountain now?
Xiaoqing nodded.
I'm afraid it will be dark if you can't get to the foot of the mountain?
I'm not afraid of being black, I'm used to it.
There is a place to live on the golden top. Zhang Yiming thought for a while and suddenly said: How about living in the mountain tonight?You can watch the sunrise tomorrow morning.Then, I thought of going to your village to see it, is that OK?
Xiaoqing looked at Zhang Yiming in surprise, not knowing what his proposal was. A trace of joy flashed in her eyes and forgot to speak.
How about it?
Zhang Yiming asked again.
Um.
Xiaoqing nodded.
3 When checking in the room, the waiter asked how many rooms he wanted. Zhang Yiming turned his head and looked at Xiaoqing beside him. Her face turned red, but she didn't make a sound. Zhang Yiming turned around and said to the waiter: One room.
The hotel prices here are cheap, but the conditions are inevitably a little worse. No wonder, on the top of this high mountain, everything depends on transportation from below. What good conditions can be provided?
Fortunately, I only stayed for one night and it was just over.
After implementing the accommodation, Zhang Yiming took Xiaoqing out to eat. After eating, it started to dark. There was nothing fun and good to watch on the mountain at night, so the two of them went straight back to their hotel room.
After nightfall, the top of the mountain was very cold. Xiaoqing had not planned to spend the night on the mountain, so she looked a little less clothes at this time.
Zhang Yiming has a foundation in his internal skills and doesn’t feel anything. Seeing Xiaoqing’s appearance, he said: Go to bed, it’s not cold if you stay in the quilt.
Xiaoqing had this idea for a long time and nodded and said: Then wait a moment.
After saying that, he went out.
After a while, Xiaoqing actually came back with a basin of hot water, and I don’t know where she got it.
When Zhang Yiming saw that she understood her intention, he smiled and said: This is not bad. If you burn your feet, your body will soon be warmed up.
Xiaoqing smiled, this is for washing your feet.
While talking, Xiaoqing brought the water to Zhang Yiming who was sitting on the bed and squatted down.
Zhang Yiming didn't expect Xiaoqing to mean that, and he was a little uncomfortable.There was only one basin of water, and Zhang Yiming said: You wash it, it just warms up your body.I'm not cold.
Xiaoqing squatted at Zhang Yiming's feet and said softly: You are a man, of course you can wash it.
It is precisely because I am a man that should you wash it?
Zhang Yiming couldn't understand Xiaoqing's inverted logic for a while.
It's not what you said in us.
Xiaoqing squatted on the ground, looking up at Zhang Yiming, with a sense of humility in her eyes.Zhang Yiming remembered the scars on the little green breasts she had seen at this time, and couldn't help but understand the root of the humiliation she suffered.
Zhang Yiming reached out and pulled Xiaoqing up and touched her face. For me, the rules are different, and women should be favored by men.
Xiaoqing's tears rolled out as she looked at her, and she lowered her head and choked up and said: I will be your woman even if I die in the next life. I will not have such a blessing in this life, and I am not worthy of it.
Zhang Yiming didn't know what to say for a moment, but Xiaoqing squatted down again and said: Let me wash it for you, I'm willing.
Zhang Yiming stopped making a sound, and silently Xiaoqing took off his shoes and socks and put his feet in hot water.
4 The night on the top of the mountain is even more peaceful than when he was at Mr. Huang’s house. There is nothing else except the whistling wind.
Xiaoqing's petite body curled up in Zhang Yiming's arms was as hot as a ball of fire, not at all the cold before going to bed.
Zhang Yiming had an indescribable feeling about this woman. If it weren’t for such a special situation at the beginning, even if he vented his desire, Zhang Yiming would not have found Amei at that time.
But today when he met her again, Zhang Yiming had almost no hesitation and naturally hugged her in his arms again.
What attracted him?
After thinking about it, it seemed that Xiaoqing's almost humble speech and unconcealed admiration for Zhang Yiming had aroused the feeling of pitying a pet in Zhang Yiming's heart.
When Xiaoqing went to bed, she consciously broke out and was naked. She knew what this man wanted, and she was willing to give it to him, although she knew that this might be just a pleasure on a journey.
Zhang Yiming gently rubbed the two soft meatballs on Xiaoqing's chest. In the darkness, he could still touch the scalded scars left there, which reminded Zhang Yiming of Mingzai.
How did you explain Mingzai’s death to his family?
Zhang Yiming asked.
I told the truth.He made some bad friends, went to the wrong way, and was involved in a matter of seeking revenge.Later, the Shenzhen Public Security Bureau notified our county, and the county Public Security Bureau notified their family members, which was the same.The Shenzhen Public Security Bureau also grasped some of the things he had committed and reported them. Their family... were very sad and angry, and hated that he was not good at doing well and did not go the right path, and ended up like this.
Zhang Yiming said nothing, let it pass this matter like this. He left Xiaoqing's chest with one hand, moved downstream, and reached the lush land. Xiaoqing snorted.
Zhang Yiming felt that Xiaoqing was a little nervous, which surprised him a little. She had done a job of selling her body for a living, and it was not the first time she had sex with Zhang Yiming, but she didn't expect she was nervous at this time.
Zhang Yiming didn't know that women who betrayed their bodies were not treated as human beings by prostitutes. In fact, they also did not treat prostitutes as human beings. Both of them were just walking corpses.
However, now, when Xiaoqing no longer betrays her body, she is about to be lucky again by this man who looks like a god in her heart. How could it not make Xiaoqing, who feels humble, almost unable to control herself and tremble.
Xiaoqing, are you unwilling to do it?
Zhang Yiming thought to himself, after all, this woman is no longer the Amei in Shenzhen.
I do.
Xiaoqing replied softly.
But you seem a little nervous.
I...is not nervous.
Zhang Yiming adjusted his posture and was about to enter. As soon as the spearhead reached Pengmen, Xiaoqing suddenly pushed Zhang Yiming's chest with his hand.
What's wrong?
I……
Xiaoqing wanted to speak but stopped, and suddenly slid her body into the quilt and soon crawled into Zhang Yiming's lower body. I'll help you with my mouth...
Zhang Yiming immediately felt his spear enter a small and warm mouth. He didn't know why Xiaoqing was like this.
But let her go, the flame in Zhang Yiming's body has risen, and it will be extinguished first.
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