Chapter 112: A Hundred Years of Dust (1)
Although the night is getting deeper, everyone is busy hanging this plaque for the Niangniang Temple early.
At this time, I also saw Xia Xiaoyu blinking a pair of big eyes that were flowing with water and shouting sweetly at the few people hanging the plaque in the hall: "Come on, come on, go up, no, no, no, point to the right; They look very obscene and unscrupulous.
Yes, they saw Xia Xiaoyu wearing a milky white skirt, wrapped in black stockings on her legs, with a charming smile on her face all the time, most of her white skin was exposed, and her long black hair also showed a few traces of golden, especially her fully developed breasts bulged high, and occasionally trembled seductively with the shaking of her body, especially the milky dress that could outline her perfect figure. It seems that this woman is particularly perfect.
"Oh, it's so tempting!"
"It's so beautiful. ”
"It was perfect. ”
Several people want to be "tsk" praise and covet. Suddenly, Qian Liuzi's body was crooked, and he almost slipped down the high ladder, making everyone worry and panic for a while. Fortunately, there is no danger!
"Mom, it's scared to death!" Qian Liuzi didn't keep up. "Cluck, cluck. Xia Xiaoyu covered her mouth and snickered, "You deserve it, who made you a hooligan, you deserve it!" Then she flashed to the side, and didn't care anymore. Just because of this, many people in the hall laughed. And some people laugh unbelievably, and the meaning is very wide.
"Hurry up, Qian Liuzi, don't mess around, hang up well!" the two village chiefs urged together and commanded.
"Okay, right away!"
Qian Liuzi was very funny, and he saluted casually and hurriedly climbed up the ladder, which was really interesting, and he almost slipped down again. The old village chief was happy when he saw this, "This bear child!" made everyone laugh again.
In a short time, the plaque was hung up, shining with gold and magnificence. It's too suitable, it's too dignified. There is applause here, this night may be the most beautiful night in the life of the villa. However, Zhang Wuzi, who was carrying a pole and hanging a string of long firecrackers at the gate of Niangniang Temple, was dumbfounded at this time, and kept muttering in his heart, "Mom, which play are these people singing?"
At this moment, Zhang Wuzi was still in a daze, but he forgot the work that the police had just arranged, and the two village chiefs were looking at it in their eyes and anxious in their hearts, so they stretched out their hands and pointed at the same time, and said in unison: "Zhang Wuzi, Zhang Wuzi, you are fucking stupid? The firecrackers that the police gave you, why don't you hurry up?" Zhang Wuzi listened to the shouts of the two village chiefs, was stunned for a moment, and recalled the arrangement of the police just now, and just woke up from a big dream, "Ah, my God, this thing is making trouble, why did you forget to put it?" In a flash, he set off the firecracker in a daze. At this time, you listen to you, the sound of "crackling" firecrackers, everyone's cheers, and the sound of sound is one, and the scene is full of joy. Even Xia Xiaoyu, who had suffered a little loss just now, at this moment, she had regained her former youth and beauty, and was leading Xiao Qiqi and a group of children to dance happily. And Xiao Nan's mood is still not relieved at this time, just because Mayor Hao said a good news first, obviously, there must be another bad news waiting for him later.
"What kind of bad news is this bad news?"
At this moment, Xiao Nan was still thinking about it, but Xiao Yu suddenly stepped forward and grabbed Xiao Nan's arm and said very gently, "Brother Xiao Nan, where do you want to go now? Go, I'll accompany you around." Xiao Nan was stunned, "Ahhhh ”
"This, this, this?"
Obviously, in front of the mayor, Xiao Nan was so pulled by Xiao Yu, Xiao Nan's arm just touched Xiao Yu's bulging chest, it was quite straight, and it was soft, so big and big, and Xiao Nan was so excited that he immediately salivated and blushed. Xiao Nan was so excited that he suddenly couldn't even speak, stammered, and spoke incoherently, so he had to gently push away Xiaoyu's two hot hands in a hurry, "Xiaoyu, don't don't, don't be like this, the mayors are still here!"
Hearing Xiao Nan say this, he immediately saw Xiao Yu flush and tremble, "This, this?" secretly stretched out his scissor hand and hurriedly left shyly. In particular, the eyes that are as clear as the lake water do not contain a trace of dirt. She moved and stilled, all, too charming.
But these small actions and small details have not escaped the mayor's sharp eyes. Obviously, her Xia Xiaoyu has already been nakedly raped and abused by the mayor's hot eyes, and she doesn't seem to let go of any place on her body.
The mayor of the town is indeed cunning and old-fashioned, he is afraid that others will penetrate his mind, so he hurriedly missed Xiaoyu's panicked eyes and walked out of the hall through Yaxing, and casually held the temple fence to look at the theater troupe in the distance, and still sang enthusiastically, from time to time there were still people applauding, and he couldn't help but say, "This girl who sings Wushuang, whose child is it?"
"Huh...... Not bad!"
"That's good!"
The mayor smiled and nodded his head in approval. Even the few policemen beside him nodded and shook their heads, but they were speechless to flatter. A few people watched from a distance for a while, and then they all accompanied the mayor to turn around and return to the hall. In the meantime, it seemed that only Xiaoyu had the courage to scold in her heart, "Not serious, old rascal!" But she didn't understand, this is the true nature of a man. Soon after everyone laughed and laughed, the mayor took Xiao Nan's arm and opened the conversation loudly, and seemed to be a little stiff and said, "Although the Niangniang Temple has been approved as a local religious culture, there is a very necessary premise, that is, no one can enter the Niangniang Temple Hall in recent decades to carry out worship activities such as burning incense." Now it is necessary to carry out the '100-year dust', and only after Xiaonanniang is really a hundred years old, can it be used as a local culture, and the monument can be passed on, so that future generations can continue to inherit and praise all the virtues of the beautiful Niangniang in her lifetime. Then, after a hundred years of Xiao Nanniang, the temple door can also be opened, so that people all over the world can enter the temple to carry out some beautiful faith activities such as burning incense and worshipping. ”
At this moment, although the mayor's speech was upright, it was really a fan, but he did not win warm applause and incomparably lively cheers again, but in exchange for a pair of more surprised and puzzled eyes.
"What's the situation? Why is it still ...... a hundred years of dust?"
"What do you mean?"
"What do you mean?"
I saw that many villagers at the scene were puzzled and talked loudly.
(The second half continues!)