Mixed small peasants

Back home, Wu Yihong closed the door with a "slap", deliberately throwing it to Granny Xia who was walking behind.Mrs. Xia shuddered at the sound of closing the door, twitched the corners of her mouth, and whispered viciously: "Sao vixen, your kidney broke that day, let's see what you're so proud of!"

The old lady Xia hated Wu Yihong to the bone, thinking that she had ruined her family style and damaged her ancestors' feng shui, so she said this a bit unkindly.As the saying goes, a man has a waist and a woman has a kidney. If a man's waist is out of order, he can't do anything. Staying at home is a waste of time. For a woman, if her kidney fails, she will be a dead leaf.Mrs. Xia hoped that Wu Yihong would die, and the sooner the better, so that her son could find another one.

Old Madam Xia entered her little room with a gloomy face, sat on the edge of the bed and remained silent for a while, bent down and dragged out a small box from under the bed, and took out a small package.

Opening the package, Mrs. Xia took out two little cloth figurines.

There was also a small package inside the package, which was opened to reveal a handful of small silver needles.

"Zhazaza!" Granny Xia swiftly pierced the silver needles into the little cloth man's heart, "Fox, little wolf cub! I'll hurt you to death!"

Granny Xia is like an old gray female fox, in Youran's house, she casts spells that she thinks must work.

It's a pity that Mrs. Xia's method is just her own catharsis.If she knew that Ma Xiaole slept peacefully until dawn, she would probably have angina first.

Ma Xiaole slept soundly at night, dreaming of all his dreams, and in front of him were piles of baskets, and then turned into golden gold.It is understandable that after getting Gu Fang's promise and seeing Xiao Xiao, his heart was completely relieved, and he was full of joy because the baskets in the willow weaving factory would not worry about selling.

Waking up early in the morning, Ma Xiaole drank his saliva and hurried out. He had to go to the market early to find a large truck. If he went late, he might not be able to get a good one. Right now, every village has followed Xiaonanzhuang Village and built a lot of vegetable greenhouses. Too many people contacted the van.

The sun hasn't come out yet, it's foggy and cold.

Ma Xiaole shrugged, took a cigarette in his mouth and left the government compound. A few tens of meters to the west was the center of the street, and more than 200 meters to the south to reach the place where trucks gathered.

The stalls along the street have already been set up, waiting for the villagers from Shiliba Village to come to the market.Feeling hungry, Ma Xiaole went into the snack shop and ordered a bowl of porridge, two deep-fried dough sticks, and a grilled steak. The owner of the snack shop knew Ma Xiaole, and specially added a small dish of pickled radish sticks and pickles for him.

"Boss, what's the matter? They're all here for dinner, so the treatment is not the same!" A peasant man sipping porridge said evasively.

Ma Xiaole felt very uncomfortable when he heard this. He was talking to the boss, but he was targeted at him. There are many people eating, and booing is always common. If they yell together, it will be a mess .

"Drink your porridge!" The boss yelled loudly, "Can people be the same? There are still people who drink broth in the morning!"

As soon as the boss yelled, the farmer who spoke stopped talking, and gulped down the rice soup in the bowl with a "hulahula", and only raised his head after taking the last sip, "Why don't you just talk, you don't need to be serious with me !"

"Just what are you talking about? Every time I give you an extra half spoonful, what's the point?" The boss was upright and relentless, making the farmer a little anxious, raising his head to argue about right and wrong.

The moment the farmer raised his head, Ma Xiaole could see clearly that he was an acquaintance!

"Hey!" Ma Xiaole greeted the peasant man, but he couldn't pronounce his name.The farmer looked at Ma Xiaole, frowning, not knowing what was going on.

Ma Xiaole knew that this farmer was driving a walking tractor, and he had taken his tractor to the village. On the way, he also told the story of a fool's wife and a shoemaker, and he was from Shankouzi Village. "Brother, are you from Shankouzi Village?" Ma Xiaole asked cheerfully.

"Yes, yes." The farmer was stunned, "Which one are you?"

"Hey." Ma Xiaole smiled, "I'll go out and talk when I'm full with porridge, we're old acquaintances."

"Old acquaintance?" The farmer was so confused, he opened his mouth wide and drank half a bowl of porridge with a "hula", "Okay, I'm done."

Ma Xiaole put pickled radish strips into the bowl, stirred it, drank it in a few sips, and walked out with the farmer, "Brother really doesn't know me?" Ma Xiaole took out a cigarette with a smile, and handed over one.

"I don't know."

"The landlord's stupid son asked the shoemaker to sew up his wife's underside, don't you remember the story?" Ma Xiaole took out a match and lit a cigarette, flicked it out vigorously, then gently threw the matchstick under his feet, and stepped on it. Killed the Martian.

The farmer scratched his head and squinted at Ma Xiaole for a while, "Oh oh oh!" He raised his hand and gestured, but couldn't explain why, "You used to ride my tractor! Open the big front door for me!"

"That's right!" Ma Xiaole chuckled, "My brother has a good memory!"

"No matter how good your memory is, it's not as good as yours. It was you who remembered me first."

"Oh, that's right, what's your name, brother?"

"Zou Dazhu!"

"Yo, old brother Zou is really right, what's the name? Dazhu." Ma Xiaole laughed haha, "If those girls hear it, why don't they all take off your pants to have a look? Big pillar, big pillar, just how big a pillar is!"

"Hey." Zou Dazhu grinned embarrassedly, "Little brother, your mouth is really, you can still speak so well! Where do you put it now? Something has changed, and you can't even recognize it!"

"Just mess around and work as a secretary in the township government." Ma Xiaole said very casually, but his expression was extremely proud.

When Zou Dazhu heard this, he hurriedly said seriously, "Oh, brother, you are capable!" He quickly took out a cigarette from his pocket, looked down and saw that it was wrong, put it back again, put his hand into his bosom, and took out a cigarette from his inner pocket. Another pack of cigarettes came, "Good smoke!" He took out one and presented it to Ma Xiaole respectfully.

Ma Xiaole took the cigarette, "Brother, you also have two packs of cigarettes ready!"

"That's that, that's that." Zou Dazhu said with a smile, "Whoever you see, share what kind of cigarettes!"

"Brother, you are smart enough." Ma Xiaole nodded, "You still drive a tractor?"

"No." Zou Dazhu shook his head, "That thing doesn't block the wind or the rain. Now I'm driving a big car!"

"Oh?!" Ma Xiaole hurriedly asked, "How big is the car?"

"It's at the south end of the market!" Zou Dazhu pointed to the guide, "As far as my car is concerned, it is either the first or the second in the Shadun Township market!"

"That's good!" Ma Xiaole said bluntly, "I'll introduce you to a job, and you will earn a lot of money!"

"What work?"

"Go to the city to deliver the goods!"

"That's a good relationship. You can earn a hundred and eighty dollars in one trip!" Zou Dazhu rubbed his hands excitedly.

"That's okay, I will drive the car to load later, try to set off in the afternoon, and come back early tomorrow." Ma Xiaole's mature and prudent appearance made Zou Dazhu admire him very much.

"Brother, you are young and promising!" Zou Dazhu said with a smile, "Maybe you will become the leader of our township in two years!"

"Look at what your brother said. We don't want to do that. It would be nice if we can do a good job as a secretary." Ma Xiaole threw away the butt of his cigarette, "Go and drive the car and come with me!"