Super Red Packet

Chapter 142 Midnight Dive into the Farmhouse

"Third Uncle, I was afraid to trouble the village, so I didn't notify you."

"Trouble? Who in our village is not proud of you! How many Meng Xiaoben are there in the whole town and county? Bragging, which village dares to compare with our Mengjia Village? Xiaoben, the county TV station broadcast it last time In the program "County people in the whole country", it said that you have been the head of security in Jiangtian Company and the host of the city song and dance troupe. Now you are driving a nice car back, really bringing glory to our village. What is the name of this car? ?”

"Bentley!"

"Bili?" Meng Laosan's face turned a little red, and he touched the smooth body, "It's very slippery, like a little daughter-in-law, and it feels very good. It's a good car. It's a good car. Unfortunately, the name is not very good. Vulgar, the person who gave the name of the car must be a bachelor who has not married a wife, and he is crazy about women."

"Ha ha ha ha……"

The audience burst into laughter.

Several girls sat on the ground laughing, and another girl rolled on the ground.

Mother and sister-in-law walked out of the courtyard.

Seeing that Xiao Ben drove a new car, his mother came forward and gently stroked the car body with dry hands, asking while touching, "Xiao Ben, isn't this car quite expensive? It costs about a hundred thousand?"

This time Meng Laosan hit someone who was cuter than him, and was very proud: "Second Aunt, what kind of eyes do you have! Stop talking about it, it will make people laugh if it gets out. Ten thousand? Ten thousand you buy a car seat More or less."

My mother was a little unbelievable, and looked at Meng Xiaoben: "One hundred thousand... can only buy a car seat? How much does the whole car cost?"

"How much?" Meng Laosan was excited, "Let's put it this way, I sold the town government building, and I can buy it."

Mom was a little confused and didn't know what to say, so she kept touching the car.

Sister-in-law Fang Yulan came over and touched the Bentley carefully, she knew this car.

"Xiao Ben, did you buy this Bentley?" asked the sister-in-law.

"I bought it."

"Why do you buy such an expensive car? Is it useful?"

"No way, sister-in-law, I have endorsed several products. Personal image packaging is part of the job. There is no way. Driving a car under 1000 million will have a negative impact on the product." Meng Xiaoben said seriously.

Only someone who has seen the world like my sister-in-law can say something professional.

The sister-in-law looked at Meng Xiaoben while inhaling: "This is too flamboyant. The county magistrate can only sit in an Audi."

Meng Laosan smiled and said to his sister-in-law: "Come on tomorrow, tell Xiao Ben to take you to the county town for a stroll, the golden boy and the jade girl will shock the whole county."

As soon as the words came out, the audience immediately fell silent.

Then, there were chattering and snickering.

Sister-in-law Fang Yulan's face immediately turned red, and she looked very pretty.

Seeing this, Meng Xiaoben hurriedly took out a wad of money from his arms and handed it to the village head: "Uncle San, this is 1 yuan, [-] yuan for each household in the village with five guarantees, [-] yuan for each household in need, and [-] yuan for the rest. Yes, one hundred per family, and the rest will be used in the village.”

The village head took the money, he was so happy that he couldn't keep his mouth shut, and waved his hands: "Everyone, let's go, Xiao Ben just came home, and I have to say a few words to my mother and sister-in-law, let's go, let's go."

The crowd slowly dispersed.

It was late at night, and my mother and sister-in-law were asleep.

Meng Xiaoben sneaked into the yard and sat under the old apricot tree.

The air in the countryside is good, which is suitable for practicing breathing.

It's almost midnight now, and Meng Xiaoben has started to practice the Yin-Yang Hunyuan Tuna Technique.

Since this period of practice, Meng Xiaoben felt that the true qi in his body was moving more and more smoothly, and the yang qi was getting fuller and fuller. It seemed that his skills had improved greatly.

The last time he went back to the village, Ye Lan, who he met by chance on the Changke, helped him a lot in his exercises.At that time, the two were sitting side by side in the car, Meng Xiaoben's hand touched hers, and through the palms, the two exchanged Qi, Yin and Yang blended together, and Meng Xiaoben felt a small leap in skill.

Especially after the two got off the car and walked back to the village, they saw that the crops were dry on the road, and there was no one around. At that time, the two of them practiced for the second time in order to make further progress on the road of cultivating immortals.

The second practice lasted until evening, which lasted for three or four hours.

This practice has benefited Meng Xiaoben even more, and Ye Lan has also benefited a lot. Both of them feel refreshed and refreshed.

Meng Xiaoben discovered at that time that Ye Lan was an excellent cultivation partner.

From then on, when Meng Xiaoben practiced immortality every day, he naturally thought of the practice with Ye Lan.But at this moment, he thought of Ye Lan again.

Ye Lan's family lives in Butou Village, only three miles away from Mengjia Village, and she can walk there in a while.

Why not go to her?
Do you practice with her all night to improve your skills?
How many senior masters of cultivating immortals taught us: "On the road of cultivating immortals, we must accept all kinds of beauties, and save all kinds of true energy."

Moreover, a doctor surnamed Qu also said: "There is a long way to go to cultivate immortals, I will go up and down to ask for a daughter."

Ye Lan's celestial fate is natural, which is just an opportunity to practice.

The opportunity is not to be missed.

Miss is the eunuch.

go to her.Go to Butou Village to have a tryst with her.

She didn't have a mobile phone, so she had to go to her house to find her in person.

Meng Xiaoben thought for a while, then quietly went to the kitchen, opened the refrigerator, took out the leftover dumplings from the night, packed them in a plastic bag, and put them in a backpack.

Taking advantage of the darkness, Meng Xiaoben walked out of the house.

Rural people don't stay up late, and every family falls asleep.

Meng Xiaoben quietly walked out of the village along the village road.

There is a small road leading to the east at the entrance of the village, and this small road leads to Butou Village.

Meng Xiaoben walked on the path for more than ten minutes, and a small village appeared in front of him.

This is the port village.

The village is not big, with only thirty or so families.

A street with farmyards on both sides.At the head of the village, there is a small shop with lights on.

Meng Xiaoben put on his sunglasses, bypassed the light in front of the small store, and tiptoed towards the village.

Last time, in the green gauze tent by the village, Ye Lan quietly pointed out to him the exact location of her home.

Ye Lan said that her home is counted from this small store, and the 13th door is her home.

She also said that there was a birch tree in front of her house.

"In the whole village, there is only one birch tree planted in front of my house, and no other houses have this kind of tree, so it can be easily recognized at night." Ye Lan said at the time.

At that time, Meng Xiaoben felt infinitely ambiguous when he heard this!

Did she mean to imply that he could come to her at night?
It should be, if so, why did she emphasize "it will be easy to recognize at night?" This is obviously to seduce me, go to her house at night, and get her out.

What a passionate and innocent young woman, it is really distressing and lovable.

Meng Xiaoben walked slowly on the dirt road, checking each house by the faint starlight.

One family, two families, three families... finally reached the ninth gate.

Looking into the yard, there was indeed a birch tree.

The bark of the birch tree, glowing white, is easier to recognize under the starlight.

The tree was about the thickness of an arm, standing gracefully in the night.

When the breeze blows, the leaves rustle, and the leaves are gracefully placed, like the body of a young woman swaying.

The gate was nailed together by several boards, crooked, with several big cracks in the middle.The gateposts are on both sides, made of two elm stakes. The two gateposts are neither straight nor parallel.

(End of this chapter)