Mixed small peasants

It’s time for dinner. Surrounded by the enthusiasm of the branch secretary, the village head and the women’s director, Han Xu came to Fan Baofa’s house contentedly. The table was already filled with dishes according to Han Xu’s oral instructions, and he accidentally brought them back from Lao Suntou’s house I bought a pheasant and stir-fried green and red peppers. It tastes great.

Han Xu looked greedy, these local dishes are always delicious, much more delicious than restaurants.Fan Baofa entered the room, took out several bottles of old wine in porcelain jugs that he hadn't been willing to drink for a long time, and put them on the table with a "boom", with a complacent expression.Lai Shungui said flatteringly: "Today we are all thanks to Secretary Han, otherwise we would not be able to drink this good wine."

Everyone in the room laughed, especially for Han Xu.

At this time, Ma Xiaole was also having dinner at home. He asked Ma Changgen how much he paid for taking the secretary named Han Xu to pick fruit in the village in the afternoon.Ma Changgen said cursingly, "It's just a pissing, the village said it won't pay, and it will be paid when taxes and fees are collected next year."

"Damn it, isn't that little secretary the secretary of Township Chief Feng? He's so arrogant. Look at Fan Baofa and Lai Shungui's slavish slaves. They're so fucking bad!" Ma Xiaole said angrily.

"Brat, keep your voice down, don't let anyone hear you." Ma Changgen looked outside the courtyard door, "The secretary of the township chief is the deputy township chief, I don't even know that!"

"When I get the chance, I'll get the secretary of the township chief to do it, and go back to the village to take care of Fan Baofa and Lai Shungui!" Ma Xiaole said solemnly, holding his job bowl.

With a sound of "噗嗤", Ma Changgen sprayed out his mouth full of big rice grains, and Hu Aiying was so angry that he raised his chopsticks and knocked on his forehead, "You are so old, you are still spraying rice!"

Ma Changgen said while shielding the chopsticks with his hands, "Don't hit, don't hit, did you hear what Xiao Le said just now? He also got a secretary of the township chief to do it. I guess there are no people who are studying that day! College students generally I don’t even like it, let alone you are still semi-literate, so don’t say it when you come out, you might come looking for the door after laughing at your big teeth.”

When Ma Xiaole heard this, she was very angry, "Godfather, you look down on me, wait and see, when I get rich in the future, I will take the godmother away to enjoy the blessings, you just stay at home and get greedy!"

"Look at you brat, did your godfather say that you didn't hit two sentences?" Ma Changgen continued to laugh, "But, when you're done, we're afraid we'll be buried by now."

"Don't hit the children!" Hu Aiying said, "What's wrong with Xiaole, if you want to have good looks and brains, why can't you be unpromising."

"Godmother is right, from now on I will honor you alone!" Ma Xiaole looked at Ma Changgen vindictively, but Ma Changgen didn't care at all, he was still happily drinking porridge and biting pickle lumps.Ma Xiaole was not as knowledgeable as him, so she put down her job and walked out, leaving a word: "Tonight I have to do something to raise my eyebrows."

Ma Changgen and Hu Aiying looked at each other, confused, "It's probably because the kid is out of his mind." Ma Changgen said worriedly.

Ma Xiaole was very happy, he was going to fuck Zhang Xiuhua, the woman of village head Lai Shungui!He didn't know if Zhang Xiuhua would go to the orchard to find him tonight, but it didn't matter now, he had to go there in person, because Lai Shungui was drinking at Fan Baofa's house, and it would be late at night, so it was the right time to go to Zhang Xiuhua at this time.

The courtyard door of Zhang Xiuhua's house was not opened, but it was not closed, there was a crack.Ma Xiaole leaned over, put his mouth on the crack of the door, and whispered like he did during the day: "Take hair for needles, magenta magenta green..."

After yelling twice, the door of the main room opened with a creak, and Ma Xiaole saw a white shadow come out.

Ma Xiaole pushed open the courtyard door, stood in the kitchen and whispered, "Cousin, why don't you plan to go to the orchard tonight?" Zhang Xiuhua laughed twice, "Xiao Le, I know whether you are useful or not. , wouldn’t it be tiring to go there for nothing?” As soon as the words fell, Zhang Xiuhua had already arrived, she was wearing a white plaid shirt.

Zhang Xiuhua was generous after all, she went to the gate of the courtyard and put on the latch.