何大武猛地一打方向盘,将老昌河嵌入楼底下惟一的车位里,顾不得半个车屁股还撅在外边,就匆匆往楼道上跑。一路上汗水从毛孔里涌流出来,天气太热了,气温直接飙到了四十度,热空气像是要把人给窒息。推开家门,他看见妻子坐在矮凳上,半闭着眼睛,双手握着发电机的把手,发疯般地使劲摇着圈,一头蓬松卷发左右晃动,大红睡衣裤已经完全湿透,粘合在身体上,看得清胸腹部下垂的赘肉。何大武忙接过妻子手中的握柄,一边责怪:“小区停电了,也不跟我打个电话。”吴月英从凳上移坐到墙边,嘴里大口地喘 He Da-wu a dozen fiercely hit a steering wheel, the old Changhe embedded under the floor under the only parking spaces, taking care of half a car butt also outside, rush to the corridor on the run. Sweat swept out of the pores all the way out, the weather was too hot, the temperature soared to forty degrees, hot air like to make people suffocate. Open the door, he saw his wife sitting on a stool, half closed his eyes, his hands holding the generator handle, shaking vigorously crazy ring, a shaggy hair shaking around, red pajamas have been completely wet, bonding On the body, we can see the ptosis of the thorax and abdomen. He Dadu busy took over the wrench in the hands of his wife, while blaming: “District blackout, do not call me. ” Wu Yueying moved from the stool to the wall, his mouth breathing