Ma Xiaole pinched her chin with her fingers, and watched Gu Meiyu's waving arms pulling them on the cutting board, trying to press her into the ice water and drag it up to strip them naked, then stuffed them into the quilt and rub them, and finally pounded her legs.
After all, Ma Xiaole felt that Gu Meiyu had a long tongue and revealed that he was ashamed of Tian Xiaoe, which made him hurt for a while.
But thinking about it, there are still many time and opportunities, it’s all right today. Besides, Tian Xiao'e has to deal with it well at night.
Ma Xiaole is preparing so seriously, which is not without foundation. He is still carrying the "Sutra of the Joyful Girl". He takes it out and see it when he has time. It says that he is thin, and he is hungry and desireless.
Ma Xiaole understood this: the smaller and thin woman is, like the weeds in the ground. Without care, she will die. However, because she is about to die, she needs a lot. What kind of water, fat, is unlimited.
Tian Xiao'e, in Ma Xiaole's opinion, is a woman like a weed in the field, so he has to accumulate enough energy.
Ma Xiaole walked away quietly without leaving any noise. Gu Meiyu, this year, it is not the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and she will definitely be ruined once, otherwise she will not know what the retribution of a slack mouth is.
Under the gloomy sky, in the bitter cold wind, the wilderness without crops has no vitality, and the deadness is
The corner of the southwest ridge is the cemetery of Xiaonanzhuang Village. For many years, the ancestors and elders of Xiaonanzhuang Village have rested there.
Every year end, the vitality that can feel when standing in the wilderness comes from here, because the villagers who visit the grave will come to burn paper, set off firecrackers, and take out extremely devoutly to worship their ancestors, hoping to be protected.
When the burning paper was ignited, ash and smoke floated together. The ancestors who were sleeping underground seemed to be awakened. They rubbed their eyes and crawled out of the pile of soil, wandered against the ground, looking at their kneeling descendants, and seized the opportunity to grab the paper money swaying in the air. Of course, they also had to pay a lot of tribute dishes and wine.
When the paper burns and the tribute vegetables are packed, the ancestors will shrink and drill into the mound, waiting for the next year to arrive
Ma Xiaole was very impressed by this scene. He felt that it was a kind of spiritual purification and would make him forget some
From a distance, he heard the sparse sound of firecrackers coming from the cemetery. Ma Xiaole glanced at him and could see a little cigarette.
Ma Xiaole quickly turned around. He had to keep himself away from that state of mind, otherwise he would feel guilty when he wanted to knock on Tian Xiao'e's door at night.
Looking at the road ahead, the snow is still there, on the bare poplar branches, the swarms of sparrows stay listlessly. In winter, there are shortages of insects, and the sparrows are very sad.
When passing by the vegetable garden, some carrots from somebody were not pulled out, frozen in the snow, and the yellowed cherry blossoms still showed a little green.
Ma Xiaole felt that this might be the only life in the four fields, so she couldn't help but squat down and squeezing carrots and squeezing
This action alarmed a hare hidden in the haystack next to him, and he jumped up and ran away with a loud noise.
If you die every day, just have a dog!
Ma Xiaole stood up, looked at the hare that disappeared in an instant, sighed, talking about the dog, he remembered Ah Huang
When he was still a child, he would take Ah Huang to chase the hare on snowy days every winter, and he would never fail every day.
But now, Ah Huang is gone, Ma Xiaole is very frustrated. He thanks Ah Huang so much. Although it has lost the small iron box, it may be God's will. There is only one thing. Moreover, Ah Huang has helped him so much after his death, which has revived him.
Ma Xiaole speeded up and walked into the orchard quickly. He decided to bury a grave for Ah Huang.
The house in the orchard is quite easy to clean, the yard is clean, the chicken coop and duck circle are also very good, and although there are so many grains left in the food trough, it can be seen that people come to feed them every day
The place where Ah Huang is already gone, and there is no trace of it
Ma Xiaole walked around the yard. After looking carefully, she still didn't find anything.
However, in the tool shed, Ma Xiaole saw Ah Huang's dog leash. This rope that had been held in his hand countless times made Ma Xiaole feel sad.
With a whistle, Ma Xiaole put the end with the iron ring on the ground, closed his eyes and dragged it away.
The sound of beef sausage was heard, and Ma Xiaole felt that the rope was being held by Ah Huang was shaking his head and waving his tail.
Xiaole, I’m going home for dinner!
The sound of Ma Changgen outside the gate exploded
Since Ma Xiaole went to the village, Ma Changgen has become so strong that he speaks strongly even in front of branch secretary Fan Baofa.
Ma Xiaole was shocked, and looked at Ma Changgen walking in swayingly, saying: Dad, I want to bury a grave for Ah Huang.
Ma Changgen saw Ma Xiaole dragging the dog leash in dismay, and his heart suddenly fell into a state of depression. Ah, Ah Huang, this dog is a good dog
After Ma Changgen said that, he walked straight into the house and came out again. He held a dog skin in his hand. Xiaole, this is Ah Huang's, I keep it. Someone paid 50 yuan and I didn't sell it!
Ma Xiaole looked at Ah Huang's dog skin and choked up a little, but she held back her tears. She worked with Ma Changgen to move eastward in the orchard, digging a pit to bury Ah Huang's skin and dog leash together.
Everything was done, Ma Xiaole and Ma Changgen walked back to the village silently, and they smiled when they met an acquaintance at the entrance of the village.
Xiaole, let’s stop being sad for Ah Huang. It’s all over. Life is good. Your mother and I are still waiting to enjoy your blessings! Ma Changgen looked at Ma Xiaole with a smile
Ma Xiaole also came back to his senses from the sadness. Yes, Dad Ah, you and your mother are waiting. The days of enjoying happiness are coming. There is also the second treasure. I think he is also very clever, and he will definitely be a seedling in the future!
Okay, just like that, the father and the two entered the house happily. Hu Aiying had already prepared dinner, with fish and meat. Ma Xiaole insisted on tearing off the Maotai wine and drinking it, but Ma Changgen refused to do so. He said that although he has been in the village now, he can't just look at it. After the New Year, he has to invite the cadres from all over the village to sit in the house.
Ma Xiaole thought it made sense, so he put the Maotai back and drank the old soju wine, and felt that the taste was still the same!
The sumptuous supper may only appear on the night of the 20th century. This is Ma Xiaole's impression. Although he has been in the countryside for a long time and has eaten more sumptuously at the banquet, at this moment, at home, facing the few dishes of local dishes on the table, he still has that kind of mark.
This mark emerges from the heart into a kind of warmth, slowly rising with an indescribable comfort, making people feel moved and excited
Ma Xiaole was really happy. After drinking a few more glasses, Ma Changgen couldn't control his mouth and held the wine bottle and refused to let go. At this time, Hu Aiying would scold him like usual. Seeing the family happily reunited, she was afraid that she would not have time to taste the satisfaction.
After dinner, as long as you go to bed, it will be the 29th day of the New Year when you wake up tomorrow morning. Everyone has to prepare the New Year’s goods together. Needless to say, peanuts, melon seeds, and candy cubes are indispensable at home. Relatives and neighbors come to pay New Year’s greetings, and no one gets points. The main thing is to paste Spring Festival couplets, sweep the house dust, and clean up the house necessities, everything is the same as new.
Ma Xiaole put down his bowl, said hello to Hu Aiying, and left while touching his belly. Ma Changgen was drunk and was already lying on the table and fell asleep.
After leaving the house, the relaxed and comfortable feeling that had never been seen before came to my heart. The guy below was normal, and it seemed to be harder than before.
There is also work, Ma Xiaole is particularly satisfied. After all, he went to the township government compound.
The more I thought about it, the more excited I felt, and I was so excited that I had no scruples on my lips. I kept playing the drums and stopped playing the drums and listened to singing and other gossips. I heard that I had touched the 18th touch and reached out to touch the silk on my face. The dark clouds flew for half the sky... Ma Xiaole touched again, but fortunately, just after the two touches, a cold wind blew into my neck, and after a chill, I stopped and looked around vigilantly. Fortunately, no one noticed it. Otherwise, a township government worker would have touched the 18th touch, which would not be good!
Ma Xiaole's heart suddenly became turbulent at this stop. Why? Because Liu Shuying Ah
When Ma Xiaole stopped, he happened to see Erlenzi holding a fire twister and watching the sparks. When he saw Erlenzi, he naturally thought of Liu Shuying and thought of every bit of the past. Liu Shuying's goodness suddenly came over like a surging wave, overwhelming.
The impulse in his heart made Ma Xiaole feel that his temples were bulging. He wanted to run to Liu Shuying's house, hugged Liu Shuying and cried, and then as gratitude, he made her a foggy and happy fairy life.
Of course this is impossible. Ma Xiaole smiled bitterly and shook her head, but he felt that it would be nothing to go to Liu Shuying's house and see it like a visit.
Walking to the gate of Liu Shuying's yard, Ma Xiaole saw Zhao Ruyi and Erlenzi eating in the main room, talking and laughing. Liu Shuying happened to be cleaning up the soup in the stove.
Aunt, I miss you so much! Ma Xiaole gently entered the stove and hugged Liu Shuying from behind.
Ah! Liu Shuying didn't expect someone to suddenly jump out and hug her, and she couldn't help but scream
Shuying, what's wrong? Zhao Ruyi heard the scream and walked to the door of the main house and asked
No, nothing, I saw a mouse coming to steal food. Liu Shuying was panicked and said something randomly
Zhao Ruyi laughed, it was the New Year, and the mouse knew that it was much delicious. After saying that, he went back to the house.
Ma Xiaole kept holding Liu Shuying's waist and didn't let go. It was stiff. It was not until she was sure that Zhao Ruyi would not come, and she moved like a revived snake. Aunt, I will never forget you in this life!
Liu Shuying put down the vegetable spoon in her hand and grabbed Ma Xiaole's hand. Xiaole, what did you say, let go quickly, don't let it see
Whoever sees Ah, no one will come
Ma Xiaole smelled the fragrance of Liu Shuying, which was completely different from the fragrance of Wu Yihong. It was the natural and fresh fragrance. He had smelled it countless times. In the past, every time he lay on Liu Shuying and digged his butt, he could smell it back, as if it was emitted from her body.
This fragrance made Ma Xiaole feel excited, and her blood flow accelerated, and she quickly recharged her lower body. Aunt, I'm OK again, don't you know yet? Ma Xiaole said to Liu Shuying in a surprising tone and said in a low voice.
After all, Ma Xiaole felt that Gu Meiyu had a long tongue and revealed that he was ashamed of Tian Xiaoe, which made him hurt for a while.
But thinking about it, there are still many time and opportunities, it’s all right today. Besides, Tian Xiao'e has to deal with it well at night.
Ma Xiaole is preparing so seriously, which is not without foundation. He is still carrying the "Sutra of the Joyful Girl". He takes it out and see it when he has time. It says that he is thin, and he is hungry and desireless.
Ma Xiaole understood this: the smaller and thin woman is, like the weeds in the ground. Without care, she will die. However, because she is about to die, she needs a lot. What kind of water, fat, is unlimited.
Tian Xiao'e, in Ma Xiaole's opinion, is a woman like a weed in the field, so he has to accumulate enough energy.
Ma Xiaole walked away quietly without leaving any noise. Gu Meiyu, this year, it is not the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, and she will definitely be ruined once, otherwise she will not know what the retribution of a slack mouth is.
Under the gloomy sky, in the bitter cold wind, the wilderness without crops has no vitality, and the deadness is
The corner of the southwest ridge is the cemetery of Xiaonanzhuang Village. For many years, the ancestors and elders of Xiaonanzhuang Village have rested there.
Every year end, the vitality that can feel when standing in the wilderness comes from here, because the villagers who visit the grave will come to burn paper, set off firecrackers, and take out extremely devoutly to worship their ancestors, hoping to be protected.
When the burning paper was ignited, ash and smoke floated together. The ancestors who were sleeping underground seemed to be awakened. They rubbed their eyes and crawled out of the pile of soil, wandered against the ground, looking at their kneeling descendants, and seized the opportunity to grab the paper money swaying in the air. Of course, they also had to pay a lot of tribute dishes and wine.
When the paper burns and the tribute vegetables are packed, the ancestors will shrink and drill into the mound, waiting for the next year to arrive
Ma Xiaole was very impressed by this scene. He felt that it was a kind of spiritual purification and would make him forget some
From a distance, he heard the sparse sound of firecrackers coming from the cemetery. Ma Xiaole glanced at him and could see a little cigarette.
Ma Xiaole quickly turned around. He had to keep himself away from that state of mind, otherwise he would feel guilty when he wanted to knock on Tian Xiao'e's door at night.
Looking at the road ahead, the snow is still there, on the bare poplar branches, the swarms of sparrows stay listlessly. In winter, there are shortages of insects, and the sparrows are very sad.
When passing by the vegetable garden, some carrots from somebody were not pulled out, frozen in the snow, and the yellowed cherry blossoms still showed a little green.
Ma Xiaole felt that this might be the only life in the four fields, so she couldn't help but squat down and squeezing carrots and squeezing
This action alarmed a hare hidden in the haystack next to him, and he jumped up and ran away with a loud noise.
If you die every day, just have a dog!
Ma Xiaole stood up, looked at the hare that disappeared in an instant, sighed, talking about the dog, he remembered Ah Huang
When he was still a child, he would take Ah Huang to chase the hare on snowy days every winter, and he would never fail every day.
But now, Ah Huang is gone, Ma Xiaole is very frustrated. He thanks Ah Huang so much. Although it has lost the small iron box, it may be God's will. There is only one thing. Moreover, Ah Huang has helped him so much after his death, which has revived him.
Ma Xiaole speeded up and walked into the orchard quickly. He decided to bury a grave for Ah Huang.
The house in the orchard is quite easy to clean, the yard is clean, the chicken coop and duck circle are also very good, and although there are so many grains left in the food trough, it can be seen that people come to feed them every day
The place where Ah Huang is already gone, and there is no trace of it
Ma Xiaole walked around the yard. After looking carefully, she still didn't find anything.
However, in the tool shed, Ma Xiaole saw Ah Huang's dog leash. This rope that had been held in his hand countless times made Ma Xiaole feel sad.
With a whistle, Ma Xiaole put the end with the iron ring on the ground, closed his eyes and dragged it away.
The sound of beef sausage was heard, and Ma Xiaole felt that the rope was being held by Ah Huang was shaking his head and waving his tail.
Xiaole, I’m going home for dinner!
The sound of Ma Changgen outside the gate exploded
Since Ma Xiaole went to the village, Ma Changgen has become so strong that he speaks strongly even in front of branch secretary Fan Baofa.
Ma Xiaole was shocked, and looked at Ma Changgen walking in swayingly, saying: Dad, I want to bury a grave for Ah Huang.
Ma Changgen saw Ma Xiaole dragging the dog leash in dismay, and his heart suddenly fell into a state of depression. Ah, Ah Huang, this dog is a good dog
After Ma Changgen said that, he walked straight into the house and came out again. He held a dog skin in his hand. Xiaole, this is Ah Huang's, I keep it. Someone paid 50 yuan and I didn't sell it!
Ma Xiaole looked at Ah Huang's dog skin and choked up a little, but she held back her tears. She worked with Ma Changgen to move eastward in the orchard, digging a pit to bury Ah Huang's skin and dog leash together.
Everything was done, Ma Xiaole and Ma Changgen walked back to the village silently, and they smiled when they met an acquaintance at the entrance of the village.
Xiaole, let’s stop being sad for Ah Huang. It’s all over. Life is good. Your mother and I are still waiting to enjoy your blessings! Ma Changgen looked at Ma Xiaole with a smile
Ma Xiaole also came back to his senses from the sadness. Yes, Dad Ah, you and your mother are waiting. The days of enjoying happiness are coming. There is also the second treasure. I think he is also very clever, and he will definitely be a seedling in the future!
Okay, just like that, the father and the two entered the house happily. Hu Aiying had already prepared dinner, with fish and meat. Ma Xiaole insisted on tearing off the Maotai wine and drinking it, but Ma Changgen refused to do so. He said that although he has been in the village now, he can't just look at it. After the New Year, he has to invite the cadres from all over the village to sit in the house.
Ma Xiaole thought it made sense, so he put the Maotai back and drank the old soju wine, and felt that the taste was still the same!
The sumptuous supper may only appear on the night of the 20th century. This is Ma Xiaole's impression. Although he has been in the countryside for a long time and has eaten more sumptuously at the banquet, at this moment, at home, facing the few dishes of local dishes on the table, he still has that kind of mark.
This mark emerges from the heart into a kind of warmth, slowly rising with an indescribable comfort, making people feel moved and excited
Ma Xiaole was really happy. After drinking a few more glasses, Ma Changgen couldn't control his mouth and held the wine bottle and refused to let go. At this time, Hu Aiying would scold him like usual. Seeing the family happily reunited, she was afraid that she would not have time to taste the satisfaction.
After dinner, as long as you go to bed, it will be the 29th day of the New Year when you wake up tomorrow morning. Everyone has to prepare the New Year’s goods together. Needless to say, peanuts, melon seeds, and candy cubes are indispensable at home. Relatives and neighbors come to pay New Year’s greetings, and no one gets points. The main thing is to paste Spring Festival couplets, sweep the house dust, and clean up the house necessities, everything is the same as new.
Ma Xiaole put down his bowl, said hello to Hu Aiying, and left while touching his belly. Ma Changgen was drunk and was already lying on the table and fell asleep.
After leaving the house, the relaxed and comfortable feeling that had never been seen before came to my heart. The guy below was normal, and it seemed to be harder than before.
There is also work, Ma Xiaole is particularly satisfied. After all, he went to the township government compound.
The more I thought about it, the more excited I felt, and I was so excited that I had no scruples on my lips. I kept playing the drums and stopped playing the drums and listened to singing and other gossips. I heard that I had touched the 18th touch and reached out to touch the silk on my face. The dark clouds flew for half the sky... Ma Xiaole touched again, but fortunately, just after the two touches, a cold wind blew into my neck, and after a chill, I stopped and looked around vigilantly. Fortunately, no one noticed it. Otherwise, a township government worker would have touched the 18th touch, which would not be good!
Ma Xiaole's heart suddenly became turbulent at this stop. Why? Because Liu Shuying Ah
When Ma Xiaole stopped, he happened to see Erlenzi holding a fire twister and watching the sparks. When he saw Erlenzi, he naturally thought of Liu Shuying and thought of every bit of the past. Liu Shuying's goodness suddenly came over like a surging wave, overwhelming.
The impulse in his heart made Ma Xiaole feel that his temples were bulging. He wanted to run to Liu Shuying's house, hugged Liu Shuying and cried, and then as gratitude, he made her a foggy and happy fairy life.
Of course this is impossible. Ma Xiaole smiled bitterly and shook her head, but he felt that it would be nothing to go to Liu Shuying's house and see it like a visit.
Walking to the gate of Liu Shuying's yard, Ma Xiaole saw Zhao Ruyi and Erlenzi eating in the main room, talking and laughing. Liu Shuying happened to be cleaning up the soup in the stove.
Aunt, I miss you so much! Ma Xiaole gently entered the stove and hugged Liu Shuying from behind.
Ah! Liu Shuying didn't expect someone to suddenly jump out and hug her, and she couldn't help but scream
Shuying, what's wrong? Zhao Ruyi heard the scream and walked to the door of the main house and asked
No, nothing, I saw a mouse coming to steal food. Liu Shuying was panicked and said something randomly
Zhao Ruyi laughed, it was the New Year, and the mouse knew that it was much delicious. After saying that, he went back to the house.
Ma Xiaole kept holding Liu Shuying's waist and didn't let go. It was stiff. It was not until she was sure that Zhao Ruyi would not come, and she moved like a revived snake. Aunt, I will never forget you in this life!
Liu Shuying put down the vegetable spoon in her hand and grabbed Ma Xiaole's hand. Xiaole, what did you say, let go quickly, don't let it see
Whoever sees Ah, no one will come
Ma Xiaole smelled the fragrance of Liu Shuying, which was completely different from the fragrance of Wu Yihong. It was the natural and fresh fragrance. He had smelled it countless times. In the past, every time he lay on Liu Shuying and digged his butt, he could smell it back, as if it was emitted from her body.
This fragrance made Ma Xiaole feel excited, and her blood flow accelerated, and she quickly recharged her lower body. Aunt, I'm OK again, don't you know yet? Ma Xiaole said to Liu Shuying in a surprising tone and said in a low voice.
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