Ma Zhan took the initiative to ask for help, walked two times in succession, and filled the water tank to the brim.

The two sat at the dining table, looking at the horse struggle with strange eyes.

There were two bags on the table, none of the things left behind, and there were two more bottles of toilet water on the original basis.

Seeing Ma Struggle put down the bucket and the flat burden, she coughed slightly, cleared her throat and said, "Ma Struggle, who asked you to buy these things?"

"Didn't my sister tell me in the morning? Ma Zhan replied with a grin.

"Did I say it? Didn't I let you leave it alone?" Sister Liu, who was once again a little less resentful in her heart, pretended to be calm and said.

"It's all the same, I'm not tired when I drive back, and if they bring it back, it will definitely not be easy. Ma Zhan said as he picked up the axe at the door of the health center.

Seeing him like this, Sister Liu asked, "What are you doing?"

"My sister gave me back the thousand yuan, and she didn't want me to make up for it, I was afraid that I would have no scruples, and I couldn't help but climb the tree. After a pause, he lit a cigarette, threw another one to Sister Liu, who was sitting at the table, and said in a slightly deep voice: "Just cut it off, it's okay to break your thoughts." ”

Ma Zhan's tone of saying this was very similar to Sister Liu, who was in a hurry to break the weather, but what she wanted to cut was his lifeline, and he just wanted to cut down the tree that Zhang Yijian might climb.

"Do you have this realization?"

"Really?"

Sister Liu didn't believe this, but after the conversation that seemed to be severed in the morning, she believed in Ma Struggle at this moment.

Especially Zhang Shiyu, some even thought that this horse struggle was really reformed, so she said "Really" almost at the same time?"

"That's a must, we can be regarded as people with cars and houses, we must be reliable. ”

Ma Zhan was no longer verbose, looking at the sky that was still a little light, and drove around to the backyard.

He stood not far from the tree, tilted his head to look at the tree that was not thick or thin, and only threw away the cigarette butt for a long time, and scolded: "Zhang Yijian, fuck your mother, come back at this time, it's a good thing for Lao Tzu." ”

He has never had this kind of consciousness of cutting off the way back, but Zhang Shiyu and Sister Liu, he didn't want others to worry about it, killed 1,000 enemies and lost 800, but he also earned 200.

He didn't hesitate to figure it out, and with a "hey!", the axe slashed into the trunk of the tree.

One after another, the more the horse struggled, the clearer it became, but the two people standing behind him were full of surprise. It has become a fact that Ma struggled to climb over the wall, but it was really cutting down the tree under the sight of the two, as if the matter that he knew well but was still covered with a white veil was completely spread out on the table.

Sister Liu, who was originally convinced of the customs of the village, was still a little shaken at this moment, and she did not rule out whether Ma Zhan was hiding anything.

Maybe not last time, but what about last time? Over the years, there have always been times when you run into dead rats.

Slowly, this voice, which was originally reassuring her, became a little strange at this moment.

A tree fell in response, and Ma Zhan was too tired to be human, he dragged his axe a little tiredly and looked at the two people who were watching with his chest and said, "Sister, give me dinner." ”

"One word is missing, call Sister Liu. ”

"How much does it cost?" she asked in a cold voice.

Zhang Shiyu seemed to hear the change in tone, and looked at Sister Liu with a pair of happy eyes, but saw a cold face.

"One hundred and fifty-eight three cents. Of course, Ma Zhan also saw that cold face, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense anymore, and he reported a string of numbers.

Sister Liu didn't reply, just pulled Zhang Shiyu, turned around and left.

At the door of the health center, Ma Zhan got 160 yuan, as if he was sure that there was no dinner to eat, he silently left a pack of women's cigarettes in the supermarket and turned to leave.

"Damn, this is too ruthless. ”

Ma Zhan, who returned to his residence, looked at the pot that was smashed by himself and scolded lightly, he didn't think of that reason, he just thought that Sister Liu was still angry because of what happened in the morning.

He turned out the little sugar left over from the New Year, pinched his fingers slightly, put it in his mouth and took a bite.

Slightly filling his stomach, he walked to the door with a flashlight, grinning at the new car that hadn't even been torn off the bubble bag.

He liked the feeling, it was the first tricycle in the village.

He hopes to be a good start, and he can win the first four-wheeler, occupy many firsts in the village, and become the leader of the village. With a low level of education, he is almost paranoid about this "first!" and he believes that only by walking ahead of others everywhere can it be possible to create miracles.

Ma Struggle, who had been shaking a flashlight in front of his house for a long time, returned to the house, carefully wrapped two barrels of gasoline in a damp cotton cloth, placed them in a corner where there were no sparks, and lay down on the bed after making sure that there was no problem.

Two fingers between a cigarette, fingertips slightly swiped on the screen of the phone.

His brow furrowed, and he looked at the chat over and over again.

After a long time, he turned off the light, turned off the mobile phone and muttered, "I really smashed my wife Ben in, you want to come!"

……

Early the next morning, he got up early and ran to the door of Widow Zhao's house.

shouted a few times "hardware" but didn't get an answer, but it called out the widow Zhao who had already started cooking.

"The hardware is still sleeping, and I don't have to go to class today and Saturday. ”

Ma Zhan extinguished his cigarette, showed a mouthful of white teeth and said with a smile: "Auntie, it's the same as telling you, my pot is broken, I can't cook, that ......"

"It's okay, I've eaten well here these days. Thanks to your help, I wouldn't have been able to do this job. Widow Zhao didn't wait for Ma Zhan to finish speaking, and hurriedly spoke.

"Auntie, just leave me at noon today, and I'll figure out a way in the evening. Ma Zhan was not pretentious, and said directly.

Before the words fell, a roar came from not far away: "Ma struggle, you ......"

He turned his gaze and looked at Zhong Guihua, who was wearing a double-layer red tulle dress, and was slightly stunned, but he didn't answer because he felt bored, and left after waving his hand slightly with Widow Zhao.

"On this stall, Lao Tzu is considered to have poured blood mold. Ma Struggle, who had walked far away, added fiercely in his heart.

knocked on the door of Uncle Li's room next door, and he took out two cigarettes, one for himself and one for Uncle Li, who was about to open the door. Seeing Uncle Li, he grinned and said, "Uncle, ask you for something again?"

"Let's talk about ......"

"Don't you have that cart at home, today I used a tricycle to pull the dirt forklift and walk, I think it can be a lot faster and easier. ”

"Okay, but in the end you'll have to get a few mothers-in-law to wash this up. ”

"Uncle, I knew that you loved me the most. Ma Struggle flicked the cigarette ash, and said to the horse.

"You stupid boy, you are doing something right, uncle has no reason not to support it, I know it in my heart when I watched you grow up. ”

"Okay, then let Aunt Li hold on tightly, it's not too early. I'll come to your house in the evening and talk about something important. ”

"What's the matter?" Uncle Li asked with some confusion.

Ma Zhan grinned and said, "Work first, and drink wine and eat peanuts at night to bring energy." ”

"Okay!"