When his mother was young, she was a beautiful woman in the village. Sometimes when he looked at her photos when she was young, he felt that her mother was even more beautiful than his girlfriend Dai Yan.
And sister is the perfect inheritance of her mother's genes, and even better than blue.
They separated when they were young and met again. Both of them were adults. When they saw their elder sister who had been away for many years, Liu Qing still remembers the impact she felt at that time.
The most real shock from the visual sense, even beyond the limits of family.
It was hard for him to believe that the woman whose temperament he didn't know how to describe was his own sister.
Nowadays, the distance between the countryside and the city is gradually narrowing, and many city people begin to like to go to the city. Even if he doesn't choose to go to the city to fight as an adult, it doesn't mean that Liu Qing has never seen a woman in the city.
In the farmhouse near their village, he often sees some rich people driving luxury cars with beautiful women to play. He has seen a lot of them.
Those women are really tempting, charming and provocative, but he always feels that no one can compare with his sister. Until now, this feeling has not changed.
He was not surprised at the reaction of the villagers just now.
It's like a swan flying by, a toad in the mire. Even if it can't eat, who won't lift his head hard to see more?
Although I don't know what my sister has been doing outside for so many years, Liu Qing knows that my sister must be promising now.
My sister went home for the first time because of the land distribution in the village. As a result, the village secretary, who used to look at people with his nose like a local emperor, rushed to his home. His performance made him, who was less than 20 years old at that time, think of these words for the first time.
He thought that my sister had forgiven me for what happened in those years, but he didn't expect that since then, my sister still seldom came back. Although I left my contact information, I didn't pick it up when I called. After all these years, it should be the third time for me to go home.
"Hello, my name is Liu Qing."
Liu Qing smiles to Li futu, and his tone is very perceptible.
It's rare for my sister to come back with an outsider for the first time. Even if he looks younger than him, how dare he neglect him?
"Hello, Li futu."
Li futu said with a smile as he drove, introducing himself very simply.
In fact, he wanted to introduce the relationship with Gong Zhengyu, but when the words came to his mouth, he held back.
If he called Gong Zhengyu his aunt, wouldn't Liu Qing become his elder?
Just now Gong Zhengyu called him a friend, perhaps also considering this aspect.
Gong Zhengyu always looked out of the window and didn't seem to care about what happened in the car.
"Mr. Li, thank you just now. If it wasn't for you, I'm afraid I would have been killed by Zhang Yong today."
Liu Qing is very polite and looks like an educated person.
"It should be."
Li futu laughs and talks little.
The relationship between Gong Zhengyu and her relatives is not friendly. In this case, he will not be too enthusiastic. He has to consider Gong Zhengyu's feelings.
The atmosphere was a little dull and a little stiff.
Liu Qing wanted to improve, but he had a feeling that he couldn't make it, and he sighed.
Calm down in the car.
Three or four minutes later, the silence was broken.
"Mr. Li, turn left. It'll be there in a minute."
Liu Qing reminded.
Following Liu Qing's guidance, Li futu parked his car at the place where the empress of Sichuan was born.
Gong Zhengyu's home is no different from her hometown. There is no magnificent scenery. A three story building is very common in the countryside. There is a courtyard in front of it. There are some chickens pecking in the courtyard. As the car comes, they "cluck" and run to one side.
At best, the only thing to be praised is that there is a small bamboo forest on the right.
Li futu pushed the door open and got out of the car. He looked around. In his mind, he couldn't help but come up with a sentence Gu Qingcheng had said to him by the side of the Pujiang River.
Miracles come from the ordinary.
Who can imagine that the empress of Sichuan was born in such an ordinary household?
"Look who's back, mom."
As soon as he got out of the car, Liu Qing began to shout excitedly and walked quickly to the house.
Soon afterwards, a middle-aged woman came out of the door, carrying a dustpan, black trousers, light colored coat, and a pair of flat shoes worth dozens of yuan. She was very simple.
Her temples are white, like the wind and frost left by the years.
"Yell something, your mother is not deaf."
With a dustpan in one hand, she scooped up the millet in the other hand and scattered it to the courtyard. The chickens immediately gathered to compete for food.
After feeding the chicken, she looked at Liu Qing."Ah, what's wrong with your face? Who's calling? "
The strength of Zhang Yong's fist was very strong, which directly swollen half of Liu Qing's face. Seeing this, the woman put down her dustpan in a hurry, and then walked towards Liu Qing.
The color of concern is beyond expression.
Even because attention is focused on Liu Qing, she has not noticed that there is an extra car in her yard.
"Show it to mom."
She held out her hand and looked distressed.
Gong Zhengyu, who pushed the door to get off, just saw the scene in his eyes. His eyes were calm and he slowly closed the door.
"Mom, I'm fine. I just had a fight with Zhang Yong."
Liu Qing said with a smile that although he is not bad looking, he looks a bit like a pig's head now and doesn't look good when he laughs.
He didn't let the woman touch his face, grabbed the woman's hand, turned his head and said excitedly, "Mom, look who's back."
In rural areas, they usually married and had children very early, especially in those days, but even so, women who have given birth to one daughter and one child are now gradually entering their old age.
Hearing her son's words, she turned her head and looked around in doubt. First, a black car broke into her sight.
Then, the next moment, she seemed to be struck by the thunder, and she was stunned.
"Hong, hong'er?"
Li futu stood next to the driver's door, with no expression on his face. However, when he heard the woman's cry, he could not help but feel a strange feeling in his heart.
Hong'er.
There is no doubt that this must be gong Zhengyu.
According to Liu Qing's name, it is not difficult to guess Gong Zhengyu's real name.
Liu Hong?
Li futu's mouth curved, but he quickly held back.
Is he the second person to know Gong Zhengyu's real name besides his mother?
Liu Qing, Liu Hong, this name is really Simple.
Most of the women who were supposed to be gong Zhengyu's mother no longer cared to see the injury on their son's face. Step by step, they came towards Gong Zhengyu, with tears in their eyes.
Gong Zhengyu stood by the car, motionless. Even when he killed, he would turn up his curved face. At this time, he had no expression.