Min Cuicui was crazy, and the youth spot knew it. Meng Qingnian no longer had the mind to take care of the sun. The next day, he stamped all the educated youth. Seeing that everyone was taking care of their luggage, he wanted to see Min Cuicui, afraid that something would go, but he was in a good mood. He immediately asked Wang Jianghe to prepare three sets of carriages, saying that it was a farewell to the educated youth. Seeing Wang Geyi leading Min Cuicui with a smile on her face, he felt relieved.
He shook hands with everyone and said goodbye. When he held Chen Qinghua, Wang Zhihao looked at him viciously. He waved his hand and hid behind him with gratitude.
Xiao Liusi was wearing back and forth in the crowd. He didn't see Sister Daozi, and returned to the house of the Youth Spot. He looked carefully at every corner. Suddenly he found an exquisite notebook. He took it and saw that it was filled with dense words. He didn't know many, but the sailing of the sea on the hard paper was rare by the helmsman's paintings. He ran out in his arms like stealing someone. When he got on the road, he could no longer see any shadows pulling the carriage of the educated youth. Only Meng Qingnian was still standing on the side of the road.
Meng Qingnian watched almost every day at the east end of the village, watching every day, seeing Wang Laoqi coming back from driving the carriage, and seeing snowflakes falling down, waiting for his son to come back.
My son came back and went to work. He was still in the county. His heart began to get frigid again. He began to wonder what happened to Sun Weihong? What about Wang Geyi and Min Cuicui?
When he arrived at Niu Lanying, Xu Niu Lanying did not hide his embarrassment at all. He leaned against him cross-legged and prepared a pot of wine for him, deliberately leaning against him, but Meng Qingnian could no longer be able to lift his spirits. Once again, when Niu Lanying put his hands on his son (pronunciation: Qiaozi), he just smiled.
Meng Qingnian's mind was only in his fifties that the concept of women was only when he was in his fifties, including skin, butts, and breasts. These educated youth were all good. Whether it was Sun Weihong's big breasts or Min Cuicui's millet, he had no idea how many circles he had circled in his dreams. Even if he rode on him directly, he poked him symbolically, even after calling the public grain, he was so angry that he called him an old poor man, and he was still thinking about the people who were not getting angry.
What do you know? What else can you know in your life besides the Japanese ball?
What else can I do besides having a baby in Japan?
love
When Meng Qingnian said it, it was very natural
This may be the first person in Xinghua Village to speak the word love. What is cute?
Meng Qingnian couldn't understand that his love was still smooth and beautiful breasts, bloody butt grooves, and Wu Yin's coquettish moan...
It is good for intellectual youth, and having culture means being comfortable every day, just like storytelling every day
Meng Qingnian has more and more thoughts, but his life is getting harder and harder
He wondered why it changed in an instant. After a document was written on it, his secretary would lead the people in the circle to start dividing the land. Just like when he fought against the local tyrants, he was distributing the land of the local tyrants to poor peasants. The current land is based on the party's country. Is it necessary to revolution?
And it's broken...
The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, but Hu Hongge still came to Xinghua Village, stared at it himself, and said: This is the central government's policy, and it must be implemented without any compromise.
Why did Hu Hongge become the leader of the county in less than a few months at this time?
What he couldn't understand was that he had to run democratically if he wanted to elect a village chief. Is his secretary useless?
Seeing Meng Fanyou come back from the county, he immediately crawled into his son's house and asked, Meng Fanyou's face was very bright, and he wanted to be as happy as harvesting apricots in the autumn of Xinghua Village.
Dad, the world has changed, you just accept it. Now that the chairman has left, the "Gang of Four" has stepped down, you are old too
Am I really old?
Meng Qingnian never thought that he was old. Before the Spring Festival, he was still very excited and picked up Wang Geyi and Min Cuicui and asked Niu Lanying to eat his own slutty soup. Why did he get old?
Meng Fanyou is not old, so why has he been married for almost half a year and there is no news?
He must participate in the village chief's election. Meng Qingnian did not take Gu Changsheng and Wang Changhe at all. Gu Changsheng is still a character, but what about Wang Changhe?
A breeder and a little bachelor are all bachelors, and they still dare to compete with themselves?
He is looking at Daozi's belly now, why isn't she getting bigger?
Before spring, you must divide the land. Seeing the pieces of fertile fields cut into everyone's hands, Meng Qingnian felt so uncomfortable. Although he had divided a few good fields, he just couldn't be happy. He took the ruler of the 100-meter meter to measure it in the fields every day, and it was like cutting his heart.
He finally couldn't help it and went straight to the county and cried when he saw Zeng Dakui.
Why, why, why?
Meng Qingnian cried so hard that his nose and tears were snotted. The old cotton jacket on his chest was wet. Zeng Dakui looked gloomy and said with a wry smile: This is the form, you have to keep up with the situation.
Zeng Dakui also looked helpless, and finally said with a smile: I may be leaving Changshui County. It's the recent thing. Everyone is a party member, and they are all bricks. They must obey the needs of the revolution.
Obeying the needs of revolution, this is the last sentence Zeng Dakui said to Meng Qingnian. When Meng Qingnian came back from the county, she still couldn't figure out what it felt like, but the village chief election began in full swing.
The most lively one is Gu Changsheng. This 30-year-old man has no wife and has free time. In addition to dividing the land, he organizes activities for villagers and says something like getting rich. These all make Meng Qingnian disgusted and make money?
Isn’t this the path of capitalism?
But getting rich means making the people happy. Everyone listened quietly. Wang Changhe came to listen. Gu Changsheng was very excited. It seemed that the team leader was about to become a regular person and would soon become the village chief legitimately.
Qingming Festival is coming soon, Daozi's belly is still quiet, Meng Qingnian feels uncomfortable when he sees it. It has been spread in the village that Meng Fanyou is no longer a man because of that injury. He wasted such a good woman as Daozi.
Meng Qingnian became even more angry when she heard this. She didn't even care about the village chief's election. The Meng family had two men in charge. It was not a problem to pass on the family line, but the old boy was a hero. How could a hero have no descendants?
Seeing Meng Fan in the county every day and not caring about giving birth to a child at all, even when he came back, he couldn't see how excited he was. Meng Qingnian really began to doubt his son.
But when he came from his house to his son's house, he doubted himself again
As soon as he walked into the yard, he heard the voice of the Shanghai people he knew most familiar with. He was so coquettish that even his son (pronunciation: Qiaozi) could not find him. Since the educated youth left Xinghua Village, this is the only one
Meng Qingnian sat in the corner of the yard, lit a cigarette, but his ears reached into Meng Fanyou's kang
He shook hands with everyone and said goodbye. When he held Chen Qinghua, Wang Zhihao looked at him viciously. He waved his hand and hid behind him with gratitude.
Xiao Liusi was wearing back and forth in the crowd. He didn't see Sister Daozi, and returned to the house of the Youth Spot. He looked carefully at every corner. Suddenly he found an exquisite notebook. He took it and saw that it was filled with dense words. He didn't know many, but the sailing of the sea on the hard paper was rare by the helmsman's paintings. He ran out in his arms like stealing someone. When he got on the road, he could no longer see any shadows pulling the carriage of the educated youth. Only Meng Qingnian was still standing on the side of the road.
Meng Qingnian watched almost every day at the east end of the village, watching every day, seeing Wang Laoqi coming back from driving the carriage, and seeing snowflakes falling down, waiting for his son to come back.
My son came back and went to work. He was still in the county. His heart began to get frigid again. He began to wonder what happened to Sun Weihong? What about Wang Geyi and Min Cuicui?
When he arrived at Niu Lanying, Xu Niu Lanying did not hide his embarrassment at all. He leaned against him cross-legged and prepared a pot of wine for him, deliberately leaning against him, but Meng Qingnian could no longer be able to lift his spirits. Once again, when Niu Lanying put his hands on his son (pronunciation: Qiaozi), he just smiled.
Meng Qingnian's mind was only in his fifties that the concept of women was only when he was in his fifties, including skin, butts, and breasts. These educated youth were all good. Whether it was Sun Weihong's big breasts or Min Cuicui's millet, he had no idea how many circles he had circled in his dreams. Even if he rode on him directly, he poked him symbolically, even after calling the public grain, he was so angry that he called him an old poor man, and he was still thinking about the people who were not getting angry.
What do you know? What else can you know in your life besides the Japanese ball?
What else can I do besides having a baby in Japan?
love
When Meng Qingnian said it, it was very natural
This may be the first person in Xinghua Village to speak the word love. What is cute?
Meng Qingnian couldn't understand that his love was still smooth and beautiful breasts, bloody butt grooves, and Wu Yin's coquettish moan...
It is good for intellectual youth, and having culture means being comfortable every day, just like storytelling every day
Meng Qingnian has more and more thoughts, but his life is getting harder and harder
He wondered why it changed in an instant. After a document was written on it, his secretary would lead the people in the circle to start dividing the land. Just like when he fought against the local tyrants, he was distributing the land of the local tyrants to poor peasants. The current land is based on the party's country. Is it necessary to revolution?
And it's broken...
The more he thought about it, the more confused he became, but Hu Hongge still came to Xinghua Village, stared at it himself, and said: This is the central government's policy, and it must be implemented without any compromise.
Why did Hu Hongge become the leader of the county in less than a few months at this time?
What he couldn't understand was that he had to run democratically if he wanted to elect a village chief. Is his secretary useless?
Seeing Meng Fanyou come back from the county, he immediately crawled into his son's house and asked, Meng Fanyou's face was very bright, and he wanted to be as happy as harvesting apricots in the autumn of Xinghua Village.
Dad, the world has changed, you just accept it. Now that the chairman has left, the "Gang of Four" has stepped down, you are old too
Am I really old?
Meng Qingnian never thought that he was old. Before the Spring Festival, he was still very excited and picked up Wang Geyi and Min Cuicui and asked Niu Lanying to eat his own slutty soup. Why did he get old?
Meng Fanyou is not old, so why has he been married for almost half a year and there is no news?
He must participate in the village chief's election. Meng Qingnian did not take Gu Changsheng and Wang Changhe at all. Gu Changsheng is still a character, but what about Wang Changhe?
A breeder and a little bachelor are all bachelors, and they still dare to compete with themselves?
He is looking at Daozi's belly now, why isn't she getting bigger?
Before spring, you must divide the land. Seeing the pieces of fertile fields cut into everyone's hands, Meng Qingnian felt so uncomfortable. Although he had divided a few good fields, he just couldn't be happy. He took the ruler of the 100-meter meter to measure it in the fields every day, and it was like cutting his heart.
He finally couldn't help it and went straight to the county and cried when he saw Zeng Dakui.
Why, why, why?
Meng Qingnian cried so hard that his nose and tears were snotted. The old cotton jacket on his chest was wet. Zeng Dakui looked gloomy and said with a wry smile: This is the form, you have to keep up with the situation.
Zeng Dakui also looked helpless, and finally said with a smile: I may be leaving Changshui County. It's the recent thing. Everyone is a party member, and they are all bricks. They must obey the needs of the revolution.
Obeying the needs of revolution, this is the last sentence Zeng Dakui said to Meng Qingnian. When Meng Qingnian came back from the county, she still couldn't figure out what it felt like, but the village chief election began in full swing.
The most lively one is Gu Changsheng. This 30-year-old man has no wife and has free time. In addition to dividing the land, he organizes activities for villagers and says something like getting rich. These all make Meng Qingnian disgusted and make money?
Isn’t this the path of capitalism?
But getting rich means making the people happy. Everyone listened quietly. Wang Changhe came to listen. Gu Changsheng was very excited. It seemed that the team leader was about to become a regular person and would soon become the village chief legitimately.
Qingming Festival is coming soon, Daozi's belly is still quiet, Meng Qingnian feels uncomfortable when he sees it. It has been spread in the village that Meng Fanyou is no longer a man because of that injury. He wasted such a good woman as Daozi.
Meng Qingnian became even more angry when she heard this. She didn't even care about the village chief's election. The Meng family had two men in charge. It was not a problem to pass on the family line, but the old boy was a hero. How could a hero have no descendants?
Seeing Meng Fan in the county every day and not caring about giving birth to a child at all, even when he came back, he couldn't see how excited he was. Meng Qingnian really began to doubt his son.
But when he came from his house to his son's house, he doubted himself again
As soon as he walked into the yard, he heard the voice of the Shanghai people he knew most familiar with. He was so coquettish that even his son (pronunciation: Qiaozi) could not find him. Since the educated youth left Xinghua Village, this is the only one
Meng Qingnian sat in the corner of the yard, lit a cigarette, but his ears reached into Meng Fanyou's kang
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