Mixed small peasants

"Are you married?" Ma Xiaole was taken aback.

"It's over, didn't I tell you just now?" Lin Jiaping said, "Uncle lied to me that you had that disease, and I didn't have any idea, so I married a man who had just been divorced."

"What does he do?" Ma Xiaole asked.

"Crew, come back once a year." Lin Jiaping looked indifferent, "Stay for two or three months at a time."

"Oh, that relationship is not good, what kind of woman can bear it if you are hungry and full." Ma Xiaole replied.

"What are you talking about?" Lin Jiaping smiled again, "There must be something for those who are hungry and full."

"Heh, heh..." Ma Xiaole laughed after a while, "Aren't you a good man?"

"No, it's all suffocated at sea." Lin Jiaping couldn't tell whether she was happy or not, "I didn't take it seriously at first, it doesn't matter whether it's good or bad." Lin Jiaping tilted her head to look, and there was no one around, she whispered, "Xiao Le, you're so ruthless when you're angry, do you want to keep me alive?"

"Then..." Ma Xiaole patted her head embarrassedly, "Isn't that a moment of anger, spoken word."

"I don't care, you have to do what you say!" Lin Jiaping's eager and hungry face was full of anticipation, and her slightly dilated nostrils showed her strong demand.

"It's coming!" Ma Xiaole said unambiguously, everything was ready and started.

……

Half an hour later, Ma Xiaole was about to leave. Lin Jiaping sent her out of the shopping mall, her teeth showing two rows of smiles, "Don't worry about that, I will tell my uncle!"

"Okay, Sister Lin, I'm leaving, and I have to talk to a village neighbor about something." Ma Xiaole waved to Lin Jiaping, and rushed to the No.1 civilian hospital. He wanted to talk to Jin Zhu and ask him to go back as soon as possible. The weaving factory was set up.

Jin Zhu no longer had the arrogance of the past, he was very tired, and the security uniform on his body was dirty, but he could still see some violence and ferocity in his eyes.

"Jin Zhu!" Ma Xiaole yelled, Jin Zhu who was dozing off was startled suddenly, he was too familiar with Ma Xiaole's voice, and he was full of awe.

"Martha!" Jin Zhu sprang out from the pavilion, taking out a cigarette as he walked, "Why did you come here today?"

Ma Xiaole looked at the cigarette in Jin Zhu's hand, pushed it back, took out his share and gave it to Jin Zhu, "Jin Zhu, now I'm in trouble."

"What's the trouble?" Jin Zhu rolled his eyes, "I'll chop off his hands and feet!"

"Look at you!" Ma Xiaole frowned, "How old are you, and you're still so violent? You have to use your brain when things happen, don't just cut your mouth and shut it up."

"Hey." Jin Zhu smiled awkwardly, "Isn't that anxious for you, Martha?"

"You don't need to worry about that kind of thing for me." Ma Xiaole said, "Now there is a serious matter, you can go and do it."

"What's the matter?"

"Open the factory."

"Open the factory?"

"Yes, go back to our village and set up a factory!" Ma Xiaole said, "I will listen to everything, eight lifetimes better than you being a guard here!"

Of course Jin Zhu couldn't wish for it, so he immediately took off his security hat, threw it into the pavilion, and rolled on the ground, "Martha, I'll go back! I'll go back with you!"

"Are you in a hurry?" Ma Xiaole squinted, "With this temper, you can't do big things. Be careful in the future and keep calm."

Jin Zhu chuckled, walked back to the pavilion, picked up his hat and put it on, "I'll wait for your news then."

"I didn't say I wouldn't let you go with me now." Ma Xiaole smiled badly, "I just said you were in a hurry."