Little doctor: My amazing life with rural beauties

Ye Fugui has also asked his mother Chen Liangdi to prepare dinner for beautiful village head Zhang Ying. In the evening, his family killed two old hens, one for Pang Linlin.

This one is for Zhang Ying, the beautiful village head.

"Good."

Ye Fugui knows that beautiful village head Zhang Ying is hungry, and the chicken soup and chicken in the pot are also hot. Ye Fugui goes over and gives the hot chicken soup and chicken to beautiful village head Zhang Ying. She puts them in a casserole and a small wooden table on the bed.

"Fugui, are you hungry? I'm too enthusiastic. After so much cooking, how can I eat alone?" Zhang Ying, the beautiful village head, is still reserved.

be unable to eat any more?

In fact, beauty village head Zhang Ying, at least can eat most of it“ It's OK. Eat it. I just ate a little. Besides, Pang Linlin ate a pot by herself. This is what I asked my mother to prepare for you. Fortunately, there are no two to cook together. If they cook together, it may not be enough for Pang Linlin. "

"Pang Linlin looks so thin and small, but she has a big appetite. I don't know if she is hungry. She hasn't eaten such delicious and authentic farmhouse chicken."

Ye Fugui talks with Zhang Ying, the head of the beautiful village. Looking at Zhang Ying, the head of the beautiful village, he will be satisfied as long as he can eat well.

what?

Zhang Ying, the beautiful village head, never thought that Pang Linlin could eat a pot of chicken and drink more than half of the chicken soup. Can such a small stomach support so much?

Will it last?

Not to mention, there's nothing wrong with other people's black silk cheongsam little Laurie Pang Linlin.

"Fugui, you can also sit on the bed. Let's have a chat and accompany me. I said that I would meet Pang Linlin. But when I came back, I went to sleep. I've been sleeping till now. I haven't seen Pang Linlin yet." Beautiful village head Zhang Ying, holding a chicken leg with chopsticks, tasted it. Sure enough, the taste was very authentic.

In Ye Fugui's backyard, there are more than ten hens laying eggs. Chen Liangdi regards these old hens as treasure. For so many years, her legs are not convenient.

Chen Liangdi is also reluctant to eat well, relying on the eggs laid by these old hens to nourish her body. If she didn't believe that ye Fugui was waiting to marry her daughter-in-law, I'm afraid Chen Liangdi would not be able to survive.

Pang Linlin, beautiful village head Zhang Ying, is eager to meet this little beauty of Luoli. According to Ye Fugui's words, she must be a frequent troublemaker.

He must be a troublemaker.

Zhang Ying, the beautiful village head, guessed“ that 's ok. You go on eating. " Ye Fugui sits beside the bed, chatting with Zhang Ying, the beautiful village head.

This time, Zhang Ying was drunk and nearly slept for more than ten hours, which made Ye Fugui feel that next time, Zhang Ying, the beautiful village head, must not drink so much wine.

Although wine is a good thing, it's not good if you drink too much. If Zhang Ying, the beautiful village head, gets drunk and makes trouble, how can he explain?

Zhang Ying, the beautiful village head, is even more happy. How can ye Fugui not get excited when she can chat with her so late.

Zhang Ying, the head of the beautiful village, puts her slim, beautiful and fleshy feet on Ye Fugui's legs and eats chicken comfortably.

"By the way, Fugui, my feet still feel a little soft and sour. How about kneading and massaging for my sister?" Beauty village head Zhang Ying, said again.

Now, Zhang Ying, the beautiful village head, is wearing a loose Nightgown, which ye Meixin left behind. Her figure is similar to Zhang Ying, the beautiful village head.

This kind of clothes is very loose and comfortable to wear. Ye Fugui also helped Zhang Ying, the beautiful village head, change the clothes when he came back at noon.

"Well."

Ye Fugui gently said, again, help beauty village head Zhang Ying massage feet, the technique is very skilled, certainly, the black stone tablet also records the massage method.

This massage, beautiful village head Zhang Ying, immediately feel the soles of feet, feet, feet, and even legs began to warm up.

"By the way, Fugui, how's Ma Chunlan? I feel that she and I have drunk almost as much. Is she drunk or not? "

"You take care of me now. Who will take care of Mr. Ma? Don't let Mr. Ma Chunlan be jealous. If I blow it off with you, then I'll be most responsible?"

Zhang Ying, the head of the beautiful village, can't help laughing and asking Ye Fugui. When she was drunk, Zhang Ying felt vague and didn't see Ma Chunlan.

Ma Chunlan and she drank two and a half bottles of Maotai, a total of more than two Jin, almost equivalent to a person to drink a Jin 342.

I'm afraid that even if an adult man, such as ye Fugui, drinks so much, he will be drunk.

"Miss Ma is OK. She drove back by herself. I didn't need to send her back. She sent me a message when she went back. I think she's sleeping now."

Ye Fugui couldn't help saying.

Actually.

Ma Chunlan, Miss Ma, how can she be drunk? She is a practitioner, and she has awakened some memories of her previous life. She can drink at least six or seven Jin of wine. After drinking it into her mouth and into her body, Ma Chunlan, Miss Ma, can use her true Qi and internal power to dissolve the wine.

So.

Although Ma Chunlan drank more than a Jin, she didn't do anything. Ye Fugui watched her enter the second middle school in a BMW.

Moreover, after returning to school, Ma Chunlan, teacher Ma, also sent several photos to Ye Fugui, which means that she has returned to school.

"Oh, my God, it's OK. How can it be ok? Ma Chunlan, teacher Ma drank so much and didn't do anything. I drank so much and fell asleep for ten hours. Oh, my God, it's strange. Fugui, did I drink fake wine?" Zhang Ying, the beautiful village head, is even more confused.

Fake wine?

You're kidding. You're kidding.

"It can't be fake wine. Those wines have been moved to my small clinic. That case of Maotai and Feitian Maotai cost more than 7000 cases. We've already drunk three bottles. But you said that I'm not allowed to drink expensive wine. If the provincial working group finds out, it's not going to investigate us."

"You are the head of the village, I am the deputy head of the village. In the afternoon, we were in the beef noodle shop and stewed a box of Feitian Maotai. If we let people know, it would be hard to say."

Ye Fugui at this time, also advised beauty village head Zhang Ying.

At the same time.

In Ye Fugui's hands, a stream of genuine Qi flows into Zhang Ying's feet and passes into her body, making Zhang Ying more comfortable.

a moment.

Beautiful village head Zhang Ying, after eating two chicken legs and drinking some chicken soup, her face turned red and hot.

"Hum, we don't eat and drink with public funds, but we spend our own money. They don't have to be afraid of investigating. Don't worry, Fugui. As long as I'm the village head for one day, you'll drink and eat meat with me, and those who are popular will drink spicy. Who makes us iron brothers?"

At this time, Zhang Ying, the beautiful village head, patted Ye Fugui on the shoulder and couldn't help laughing. She was still fraternizing with Ye Fugui.