It was the night when the people and Gongzhang set up a banquet with the summer solstice and invited Xingzi to the banquet to borrow money, and the National Day, which had already heard about it, couldn't help but be curious and gallant, and sneaked into the winter solstice restaurant, also wanting to feast his eyes. --- who knows, the people are pushing the winter solstice to give money for food, so he was so frightened that he ran back to the health center. Although the motives of the misdeeds are not pure, after all, they only moved evil thoughts and did not cause the facts, so they did not make a big mistake. However, if you want people to know, you can't do it unless you do. That night, when he returned to the health center, he was seen again, and he was still seen sneaking out of the restaurant. So, in the turbulent tide of speculation and suspicion that the whole village gathered, his sneaky whereabouts were finally remembered. In this way, it is equated with the prostitution watcher.

The so-called good things don't go out, and bad things spread thousands of miles. Feng'er man, who is the director of the dignified village committee, is also among them, and this news has a great sensation and explosive power. Feng'er secretly had a quarrel with Guoqing, and ordered him to confess that he had seen it a few times. Feng'er also counted the evidence of his crime conclusively, saying, no wonder your addiction is so big, you don't stop when you go to bed, and you can still play so many tricks, it turns out that the yellow belt is doing the trick. The National Day was so frightened that he couldn't stop arguing. In the middle of the night, he secretly knelt in front of Feng'er and cursed and swore an oath, saying, if I catch a glimpse of what the yellow belt looks like, it will make my eyes blind immediately, and let me go out and fall down and die. Feng'er just didn't believe it. also thought that he was dishonest and had a bad attitude in admitting his guilt, so he resolutely lived in a separate bed with him, and he was not allowed to touch a finger of himself.

I don't know whose tongue is so fast, this thing actually reached the ears of the sour apricot. He called Guoqing into the house, and without saying a word, picked up his crutches and beat him violently with wind and rain. The beating made the forehead and shoulders bruised and purple on the forehead, and the swelling could not disappear for a long time.

If you don't have a family and don't hold a baby, it's just a lesson for your father. Now, I have a family and a business, and Bao'er has run all over the house, and she was beaten up with no face. Don't talk about any dignity, even a little self-confidence has been beaten to the ground. The grievances of the National Day are more ruthless than Dou E. He saw the people, hugged his head and cried. The people believed that what they said on the National Day was the truth, and they were made to cry and laugh by him. He and his other children did the work of his father and sister-in-law Feng'er, and finally suppressed the matter. It wasn't until the truth of the matter was revealed that Guoqing cheekily got into Feng'er's bed and got into Feng'er's bed. At that time, he had been a monk for more than a month.

It was at this time of rumors that Bangwa came to the door of the winter solstice several times and said, I have also put the matter of the public security investigation on the table, and now that the New Year has arrived, should the two of us also account for the matter.

At this time, the winter solstice has repented of the intestines. At the beginning, how dare I agree to let the stick baby ** come with one leg. What "golden ideas" and "silver ideas" are purely bad ideas. In this case, even if the winter solstice is killed, he will not dare to speak. He explained with a sad face, what a great baby, I saw that the business was okay at the beginning, and I can't forget your help. Who knows, since Uncle Mao Xiang and Xingzi had a fight, the people in Shizichang no longer refuse to come to the restaurant to eat, and the business is as light as a mountain stream. I also took stock, from the third uncle to the present, not only did he not earn a penny, but he also threw away more than half of the old book he left me. Why do you tell me to give you a bonus?

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