第九十一章画韵(3/5)

                                        一路披草分棘，绕坑跨坎，到了西边密林，果然一路上，脚迹罕见，虫蚁众多。虽然心里小鼓小锣不断敲着，仗着一鼓想挨日的劲，也就格外胆大。
                                                                                                                                                                到了那里，卷着席子的先锋，正摊开哩。几个一声欢呼，扑倒席子上，喘口香气，也不推让，边脱去身上累赘。
                                                                                                                                                                红衣头头拿过夏蝉衣服，“咱俩换换，俺先去树上站岗，待会谁来替俺。”
                                                                                                                                                                “队长，俺去放哨吧。”
                                                                                                                                                                “俺去哩，俺年纪小，上来慢，还是姐姐们优先。”
                                                                                                                                                                “啊呀，恁好个妹子！”仨个感动得想哭，忙扯过弟弟，剥的干净，啧啧瞧着弟弟胯间雄赳赳气昂昂，“咱谁先？”
                                                                                                                                                                “队长不是说了，谁大，谁先！”夏蝉已经占住，缝里塞了两个来回，路，都打通了。
                                                                                                                                                                吕王祥和鲍春和，只好卧着观看，养着精神。
                                                                                                                                                                平时，大家都衣服包里着，看不出来，夏蝉人不胖，去掉束缚的奶子，好像藤架上的葫芦，翘翘的，弯弯的，把月牙摘来了似的。身子一晃，奶子翘几翘，铃铛一样活蹦。低头瞧瞧自己的，鼓倒是鼓，就是倒扣的做月孩招待的馒头，显得小气。自己屁股颠颠，咋着也不会晃荡。
                                                                                                                                                                斜着看人家逼眼，大点岁月，就是眼口也大。弟弟那根烧火棍，出出入入，自己家门口一样，出溜，出溜，那个顺畅啊，听着，就动心，动性！

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