Mixed small peasants

"A doctor's suggestion?" Ma Xiaole was angry and anxious, "What doctor, why did you give you this suggestion?"

"The doctor said that my problem is not incurable, it is caused by insufficient blood energy, so the doctor said, if I meet an impulsive woman, I should grab it hard, arouse the blood energy, and if it happens, I will be strong! In Zhuang Zhongxin's words, there was infinite hope, "Your cousin will make me impulsive!"

Ma Xiaole wiped his mouth after hearing this, and said "baji", as if he was very sympathetic, "Secretary Zhuang, if you happen to be strong, what should you do if you can't help it for a while? You know, my cousin will Inhale yang energy, if you don't do it well, you will be completely finished!"

Ma Xiaole originally said this to make Zhuang Zhongxin think about it and give up his grasp on Liu Shuying, but he didn't expect Zhuang Zhongxin to say with confidence, "Don't worry, Xiaoma, I have already thought about it, you and I Cousin, for the purpose of healing!"

Zhuang Zhong believed this, and Ma Xiaole's forehead was about to explode with anger. "Zhuang..." Ma Xiaole wanted to shout solemnly, but she stopped in time, "Secretary Zhuang, how could you listen to that doctor's crooked ideas? It's shit! You can even come up with such a stupid idea! Also, Secretary Zhuang, I didn't expect you to believe it!"

Zhuang Zhongxin didn't feel much shock when Ma Xiaole raised the decibel, "Oh, you don't know, a man who is full is not hungry when a man is hungry, this matter has no right to do so, you have to try it anyway, try it, you will still be there Hope, if you don’t try, there is no hope at all.” After Zhuang Zhongxin finished speaking, he looked at Ma Xiaole with resentment on his face, “Which one is as carefree as you, even dare to touch Feng Yishan’s little girl? Little girl, or I have to guard against you!"

Ma Xiaole couldn't laugh or cry when he heard this, this Zhuang Zhongxin was very different from his name when talking about it, it didn't have a bit of solemnity and faith.But when Zhuang Zhongxin mentioned him, it reminded him of one thing: Isn't Zhuang Zhongxin just wanting his stuff to be strong!

This matter is easy to handle!

Isn't Ah Huang's dog whip wine still available?

Thinking of this, Ma Xiaole raised his hand and slapped himself on the forehead repeatedly, "I'll hit! I'll hit!"

Zhuang Zhongxin saw it and was terrified, thinking that his words had stimulated Ma Xiaole, "Xiao Ma, Xiao Ma, don't get excited, I'm just talking casually, I know that thing stimulated you a lot, but it's actually nothing, it's not your fault Can you still get along with me!"

Ma Xiaole stopped, looked at Zhuang Zhongxin, laughed loudly, and shouted: "Secretary Zhuang!"

Zhuang Zhongxin trembled in fright, "What are you doing?"

"Hey." Ma Xiaole thought that he would soon become Zhuang Zhongxin's savior, so he let go for a moment, walked to Zhuang Zhongxin's desk in two steps, and slapped the table suddenly, with a "Zhuang" sound, He raised his other hand and pointed at Zhuang Zhongxin's forehead, "You are saved!"

"You, you..." Zhuang Zhongxin's expression changed drastically, "Little Ma, just pretend I didn't say anything about it just now, you have to be steady and control it."

"Haha..." Ma Xiaole raised her head and laughed loudly, "Secretary Zhuang, I say you are saved! I can make you stand up and be extremely brave!"

"What are you talking about?!" Zhuang Zhongxin immediately straightened up when he heard this, "You have to be serious about what you say!"

"Really!" Ma Xiaole said with certainty, "It's extremely useful!"

"What, what are you!" Zhuang Zhongxin didn't seem to believe it, "Stop joking."

"Why are you joking!" Ma Xiaole became serious, "My family has an orchard. One year when I was digging the ground, I found a mason jar. After I opened it, it was still a mason jar. When I opened it again, it was still a mason jar. Finally, Inside is a small porcelain vase, jade white."

Zhuang Zhongxin only wanted to hear the result and didn't care about the process at all, "What's in the porcelain vase?"

"I can't tell what it is, but I can be sure it's wine, not just wine, it can cure your softie!" Ma Xiaole looked at Zhuang Zhongxin firmly.

Zhuang Zhongxin didn't speak for a while, and after a long time, he opened his lips and asked tremblingly: "I'm not joking, really?"

Ma Xiaole nodded, turned around and started to walk around, took out a cigarette and lit it leisurely, "My father is also not good at that, since he got the small porcelain bottle, he poured out a small wine cup and mixed it with a catty of loose wine. After a drink or two, all the women in the village will be chased like crazy."

"Is there any more?" Zhuang Zhongxin's vertical desire made him desperate, "If you really want me to stand up, I will send you to the county to study by correspondence, and when you come back, you will be the director of the office. You get the position of deputy secretary!"

"This matter?" Ma Xiaole touched her head, "Didn't you just promise it!"

"Yes, I agreed, but the time is different!" Zhuang Zhongxin walked up to Ma Xiaole and patted his shoulder, "After two months of correspondence study, he will be the director of the Party Committee Office when he comes back. This step is fast enough, and, now Zhang Yuanchao, the deputy secretary, is about to retire soon, and it's just around the corner!"

"Where can I study by correspondence?" Ma Xiaole was very interested in this, because he didn't graduate from junior high school, so he was dumbfounded when talking about academic qualifications. If he could study by correspondence, he would have something to say.

"In the county, the party school of the county party committee, the principal and I are comrades in arms!" Zhuang Zhongxin looked at Ma Xiaole pleadingly.

"Oh, that's great!" Ma Xiaole said solemnly with a smile on her face, "I'll just return some of the wine."

"A little bit, how much is a little bit?" Zhuang Zhongxin was very nervous, "Let's put it this way, is it enough to cure my problem?"

"Enough, of course enough!" Ma Xiaole said, "I was just worried that you would drink that little bit, but there is no stock left."

"Then, what do you want from me?" Zhuang Zhongxin was so anxious that he was about to kowtow to Ma Xiaole.

"Not so much." Ma Xiaole looked superior, "Secretary Zhuang, as for how you want to promote me, you don't need any guarantees. Do things according to your conscience."

"Of course! I solemnly believe that I am definitely not an ungrateful person!"

"Well, I know, I just want to talk about my cousin." Ma Xiaole said with a little embarrassment, "My family was poor in the early years, and my cousin helped her a lot, so my feelings for her are unusual, and I can't see others bullying her... "

"Okay, pony, I understand, don't talk about it, I promise I won't be tempted by your cousin in the future!" Zhuang Zhongxin said, becoming vague, "Besides, isn't your cousin the one who sucks yang? It's hard to be strong, but I can't..."

"Okay, Secretary Zhuang, I won't listen to the rest." Ma Xiaole waved his hands impatiently, "Just the previous sentence is enough, don't be tempted by my cousin in the future."