This lively battle ended in such a blur. Although it was empty and provoked the jokes and tricks of the whole village, it gave Mao Lin the opportunity to fulfill his wish that he had not fulfilled for several years.

This time, the sour jujube mother-in-law's heavy punch gave the full moon a fatal blow. The soreness that has not been turned over for several years, or the topic that everyone deliberately avoids, was maliciously mentioned by this mother-in-law, and used it as a weapon she relied on, and vigorously unfolded it. It's like a scar that is about to scab, and the tender flesh that has not yet healed has been ruthlessly removed, and the pus, blood, itch and pain gush out together, and it bursts into people's memories that are gradually forgotten. Moreover, a string of farce marks that have never existed in Xinghua Village have been added are enough to make the villagers involuntarily check out those anecdotes of the year to enrich their boring days.

People get joy and comfort from it. And those who were directly seriously injured were only the mother and son of the full moon.

The full moon often cries alone, and he does not dare to let outsiders hear it, for fear that the villagers will despise him more and more. She cried about the short life of the man Xigui, cried about the bitterness of her own life, and cried that Zhu'er was lonely and uncared for.

On this day, she came to Xigui's grave alone and cried a lot. Her cry was heard by the passing Maolin.

Maolin can't hear the cry of a woman the most, and he can't see a woman crying. At home, he also easily didn't dare to provoke Xue'e, for fear of seeing her crying bitterly. Xue'e hadn't cried enough, he was so sad that he was in a mess.

This time, he wanted to pretend not to hear and take a detour. However, the full moon's mournful cries drilled into his ears one by one, and he couldn't stop it. In front of his eyes, there was a full moon haggard face, mournful eyes, and a waist as weak as a thin willow.

He walked into the cemetery by magic, came behind the full moon, and persuaded him as softly as he could, his aunt, that people cannot be resurrected after death. Even if you cry to death, it won't help. I still want to open it in trouble. Listening to the second aunt's nonsense, who else in the village takes her words seriously.

Full Moon didn't expect someone to speak behind him, and he was scared into a cold sweat. She thought it was a ghost. Turning around and seeing Mao Lin's sympathetic face, she cried more and more. Guarding the face of Maolin, she couldn't help but count her grievances and helplessness.

This situation made Mao Lin realize that Cheng Full Moon was deliberately saying it to himself, and he became more and more moved by the heart of cherishing the fragrance and the jade. He boldly stepped forward and pulled the full moon up. He also took out the dirty towel he carried with him and handed it to Full Moon to wipe the tears on her face.

The full moon was taken. After wiping it, I gave it back to him and walked back obediently.

Maolin's thoughts, which he had not dared to reveal for several years, suddenly tightened. He grabbed the dirty towel and subconsciously put it to his nose and smelled it, as if he smelled the faint body fragrance emanating from the full moon.

He looked at the figure of the full moon fading away, and wondered if the full moon had left any hint for him. Otherwise, why listen to your own persuasion like this, and wipe your face with your own towel. When I think about it, I don't seem to have any special movements or eyes for myself. It was only natural that he stopped crying, took the towel and wiped his face naturally, and then turned away naturally. However, she listened to her own persuasion and stopped crying. Handing out her towel, she wiped her face cheerfully. And because of her own pull, she left. In this series of details, why is there no meaning in it?

Maolin seems to have fallen into evil. He stood there stunned, thinking like a madman.

In the days that followed, Maolin reverted to the strange problems of a few years ago. Or staring at the figure of the full moon from afar, stupidly looking and thinking. Or sneak to the back of the house of the full moon's house, listen to the sounds in the courtyard, and sensitively capture every movement or tone of the full moon. Every now and then, his heart bursts with a love that has been dormant for many years.

From time to time, he used to press his bulging crotch vigorously and rub it vigorously for a while. Until he couldn't suppress the erotic impulse in his body, he asked Xue'e to vent at any time. Xue E was inexplicable, and thought that Mao Lin had some kind of illness, so he often persuaded him to go to Dr. Yao to take a look and take herbs to eat.

Finally, one day, Maolin found a golden opportunity.

Full Moon took advantage of his period and work to pick up firewood on the hillside behind the village. One accidentally tripped over the stone and broke his neck. She sat on the slope and inhaled the cold air vigorously, unable to move.

The daily actions of the full moon are all in the eyes of Mao Lin. Of course, Mao Lin knew that she was on vacation today, and she also knew that she secretly went to the back hillside to collect firewood alone. He excused himself from the villagers who were working and secretly followed behind Full Moon. Seeing that the full moon crooked his feet and neck, Mao Lin was overjoyed, and pretended to pass by here, and immediately looked surprised, and asked what happened to the full moon.

Full Moon frowned and said, bending his foot and neck, unable to walk home.

Mao Lin carefully examined her injuries and said, "Don't hinder you, I'll help you go home."

Full Moon didn't think much about it, so he let Mao Lin hold his shoulders and limp back to his courtyard.

When I entered the house, Mao Lin said diligently, I will give you a pinch, activate the blood, and it will be good. He couldn't help but say, and immediately took off the full moon's shoes, clumsily squeezing her feet and neck. In fact, how can he know how to massage, but he is just holding a stinky foot and taking the opportunity to touch it repeatedly. This is also the skin kiss that Maolin has dreamed of for a long time.

While Mao Lin was kneading, he kneaded out thousands of love threads and thousands of evil galls. Immediately, the blood spurted out, the roots of the evil broke out, and the ** burned all over his body, stunning his self-inflicted amorous brain. He grabbed the full moon and rolled into the bed. gnaw on her face, rub her **, and tear her belt.

The full moon was stunned at first, and then it came to her senses, knowing that she was in danger. She didn't have time to think about it, and instinctively raised ten pointed fingers and grabbed at Mao Lin's face.

As if expecting her to use this move, Mao Lin arched his head to the fingertips of the full moon. Unexpectedly, the full moon riveted his strength and slammed his forehead into the bridge of his nose. Suddenly, the eyes of Maolin were brilliant, the stars flowed, and the bells and drums rang in unison. The sound of the huqin, flute, whistle, gong and other household items drilled through his ear drums in unison. Oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, tea and other condiments were poured into his head full of melon seeds.

Maolin rolled over and got out of bed, turned around and ran out the door. Before leaving the door, he hit his head on the door panel again. The force of this impact was not light. Mao Lin turned around in place a few times with his head and face, and finally found the door, rushed out in one step, and fled with the head in a hurry.

Seeing this, the full moon first burst into tears and laughed. After Maolin ran, he cried alone for a while. And that was the end of it.

The unlucky Maolin, after experiencing the lessons of xylophone and full moon successively, the obscene little flame hidden in his heart was completely extinguished. The silk thread of lust that likes to cheat has also been completely cut off. He lamented that his life should have been like this. When God approved himself in the next life, he only gave himself the index of a woman, and he should tear Xue'e for a lifetime, and he has no luck to touch other women. If you run into it, it can only bring bad luck.