Lu Kui slept late last night.

Why? Because I'm excited.

Last night, he enthusiastically summoned some bachelors from the same village, and recounted the expression of the old fan when he was powerful during the day.

Those bachelors were also idle, and they liked to get together to talk about other people's affairs, especially the daughters-in-law of other people's families.

And Lu Kui said at the time that as long as he went to his house, he would smoke cigarettes. For the sake of the smoke, everyone went.

No, the sun was on his ass the next day, and he hadn't gotten up yet.

Lu Kui's wife was originally the daughter of the Lu family in another village, and her mother's family background was very good.

So, since she was coaxed into marriage by Lu Kui, she has always been a lazy master.

Over the years, I have been more diligent, and occasionally I am interested in tidying up the house, cooking morning tea, cooking a light meal or something.

And this Lu Kui, although he is not a thrifty man, he has no less crooked thoughts.

I went out tonight to steal a chicken from the Wang family, and I went out in the middle of the night tomorrow to catch a duck from the Li family.

Therefore, in terms of eating and drinking, I really didn't treat my wife badly.

Moreover, Lu Kui's family foundation is already good, and with Lu Zhiqiang's abduction and deception over the years, his small life is quite nourishing.

No, compared with the old Fan family, the conditions of the Lu family can be called superior:

Three brand-new blue brick and large tile houses, with bright and dazzling white wall tiles, you can see from afar that these are residents with family background.

The purple-red table of the Eight Immortals in the hall is tall and sturdy, and at first glance it is made of fine wood, and the edge is also carved with dragon-shaped paintings. The east wall of the hall is a half-new Jialing motorcycle, and the entire wall is also white and smooth.

As for the couple's bedroom, that's not to mention. With a colorful TV, a large wooden bed, and bright red curtains, at a glance, you can know that this standard of living is definitely among the best in Shili Village.

It stands to reason that after marrying into such a family, Lu Kui's wife should be satisfied.

However, there is always a fly in the ointment.

For example, the bed thing.

I don't know why, Lu Kui, who has been stabbed a thousand times, has become more and more unwilling to do that recently.

In fact, Lu Kui's wife didn't know that there were three reasons why he was not willing to do it:

As soon as she came, she was white and fat, and she started to make Lu Kui angry.

Second, when she did that, she always had to shout at the donkey and the horse, and she was very capable, and it was not easy to feed her once.

Third, because her surname is Lu, and she also took a name called Zhisen.

What does Lu Zhishen look like, of course Lu Kui knows, I have seen it in the TV series!

This guy also has a nickname, called the flower monk.

His wife is just one word different from the flower monk.

It is the difference between this word that makes it so bitter that every time he turns off the lights to do that, he listens to the donkeys and horses in the house, and always feels that the person who opens his legs in a hurry as soon as he lies under him is the flower monk in the TV series. What's more, that Lu Zhishen is a fierce man who uproots the weeping willows, and he uprooted them-

No, last night, Lu Zhisen waited for Lu Kui until midnight, and Zuihou slept alone in disappointment.

So, this morning, seeing that Lu Kui refused to get up, Lu Zhisen was not angry, but a little happy, and got up in person, boiled Lu Kui's favorite glutinous rice porridge, and brought it to the room.

And she did this with obvious intentions.

What's the point? Please.

Maybe Lu Kui will be happy and put down the glutinous rice porridge in his hand, and he will be able to make up for last night's incident.

For Lu Zhisen, sex is like athlete's foot, as long as it is itchy, you have to stop the itch, and if you can't stop the itch, it is really worse than death.

And, this time, she wasn't itchy, but very itchy.

If it weren't for the fact that Lu Kui was in the bed under the covers, she might be able to sneak into the closet alone, and then reach out and scratch herself: Tickle you, tickle you, I poke you, I can't kill you-

If that's the case, I'm afraid it won't take a few minutes, and this girl will be able to scratch out the cabinet full of "ah-uh-oh-oh-oh!"

At this moment, seeing that Lu Kui was still sleeping in the quilt, the white and fat woman snickered, put the glutinous rice porridge in her hand on the bedside table, and then carefully and enthusiastically took off her pajama pants.

Halfway through the shedding, she suddenly stopped, thought and thought.

Probably thinking that something was wrong with this, she planned to lift her pajama pants again.

Unexpectedly, the subsequent situation was completely slippery: she temporarily put down the pajama pants in her hand, and directly pulled the large colored pants that remained on her lower body, and then took off her lower body, and then threw the clothes on the ground with a "poof".

Immediately after, she tiptoed to the bedside table, pouted her fat buttocks, bent down the bucket, held up the bowl of glutinous rice porridge with both hands, and laboriously moved to the bed, and then sat cross-legged.

After everything was ready, she held the glutinous rice porridge in her hand to her chest, and then she pretended to be in a cat's throat and amorous: "Dear Brother Kui, look, look at it, how good my wife is to you-"

Speaking of which, Lu Kui, who was in the quilt, lifted the corner of the quilt impatiently: "You said that you are a mother-in-law, and you listened to your nonsense early in the morning-"

A miracle happened: when he saw the corner of the quilt, he magically flew to the bottom of the bowl, and immediately lifted the bowl upside down!

"Poof—"

The hot and sticky glutinous rice porridge splashed out, and a large piece directly pounced on the lower abdomen of Lu Zhisen, who was sitting cross-legged, and in an instant, it went down the ditch and ditch of the flesh, and it slid hotly, and quickly slid down-

Is this still worth it? Disastrous!

After all, although it is not a place where peach blossoms bloom, it is at least a place where black fungus grows, and there is no cover at all at this moment!

"Ahh Ahh

In just a split second, Lu Zhisen made the sound of a donkey shouting and a horse barking.

No. To be precise, it's the devil crying wolf.

At this moment, there was a heavy knock on the door, and a rather angry shout: "In broad daylight, you can't move quietly?" In the yellow video, you don't shout like that! Damn—"

Needless to say, this is Lu Erlong's voice.

Lu Kui didn't care about the outside, so panicked that he immediately sat up and asked, "Oh, my wife, where is the burn?" ”

Lu Zhisen was covered in fat and jumped, which was caused by pain: "B! It's hot B-you're a thousand-knife Lu Kui-woo-"

Cry, it's probably really hot.

But one thing is undoubted, and that is: the itch that started last night has been solved!

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In order to fulfill her promise to Gu Yujiao, Zhou Xiaoyan came to Shili Village by car today, in order to help Gu Yujiao deliver a letter.

Fan Baliang's specific address, she still learned through the head teacher of the third year of high school.

Unfortunately, as she expected, there was no contact number in the student registration book.

It took an hour to take the bus to Shili Town.

Then I switched to an electric tricycle and it took half an hour to go around and around.

When I arrived at the head of the village, I didn't even have to sit in the carriage, and I walked directly to the Lu family's small shop by relying on two thin legs.

Needless to say, Zhou Xiaoyan regretted dying, and hung up Gu Yujiao with her mobile phone from time to time: "Yujiao, when Uncle Red Army was on the Long March, he didn't work as hard as me, right?" I think that our two slender jade legs are about to become reed sticks, and they can be broken into two with a slight fold, oops, my little waist-"

At first, Gu Yujiao also complained about Zhou Xiaoyan, saying, "You deserve it!" Why didn't you let me know when you went? Let's go together", but later, she was distressed, and kept comforting on the phone: "Dear Xiaoyan, I will remember your kindness to me in my life!" When you come back, I'll invite you to a big dinner, and you can eat whatever you want. The sour fish soup in the palace, if you think about the taste-hold and persevere, come on, come on-"

Later, maybe she was really reluctant to Zhou Xiaoyan, or maybe she couldn't wait, Gu Yujiao said directly on the phone: "I'll set off immediately to pick you up." You move on, but keep the phone open. ”

Thinking that Gu Yujiao was coming, Zhou Xiaoyan barely shook her spirits, and planned to go to the store to buy a bottle of her favorite Gatorade, and by the way, ask how far it was from Fan Ba's family.

However, the result was painful for her: there was no Gatorade, only soda with an obvious fake packaging, and low-quality yogurt that had passed its expiration date.

"Die of thirst! Gu Yujiao, this is what you owe me, I hate you-" Zhou Xiaoyan thought without tears, and then asked the shopkeeper inside, "Uncle, do you know how the Fan Eight and the two families go?" How far is it going? ”

This shopkeeper is naturally Lu Zhiqiang.

The girls in Shili Village rarely show off their flowers.

Occasionally, there are flowers and branches, and they can't get rid of that rustic atmosphere.

Although Zhou Xiaoyan does not belong to the type of girl who is a showman, when she arrives in Shili Village, she looks like a little girl from the city, especially the immature reading spirit and playful tender meat.

In other words, the people of Shili Village can't develop that kind of temperament and skin texture for the time being.

Then, as one of the few people in the village who has seen the world, Lu Zhiqiang can tell at a glance that this little girl is from the city. What's more, today's Zhou Xiaoyan is wearing a cool T-shirt, jeans, and sneakers.

When he heard that he was here to find Fan Baliang, Lu Zhiqiang was a little surprised: this young son of the old Fan family, after all, is a scholar, and he can let such a beautiful girl in the city come to the door!

Regarding Fan Ba's two bricks shooting Lu Erlong, Lu Zhiqiang was just surprised, and he didn't care.

After all, this is just a matter between children, and there is no need to ask about yourself as an uncle.

So, he took the cigarette from the corner of his mouth, made a gentle uncle, and said with a smile: "Hey, you're here to find eight taels, you're a high school classmate, right?" ”

Zhou Xiaoyan has no experience in the world, and she doesn't know the folk customs of this ten-mile village, and she has the superiority of a young city girl, plus the hard work all the way, so when she heard Lu Zhiqiang say this, she muttered and complained: "Sort of." This Fan Baliang is really enough, I have come all the way around, but I don't come to pick it up. ”

This is obviously a small resentment between children talking about love, Lu Zhiqiang thought guessingly, so he also said casually: "It seems that the uncle guessed wrong, you are probably the little girlfriend of eight taels, right?" ”

Yes? Eight taels' little girlfriend? Zhou Xiaoyan thought that she had misheard, and looked at Lu Zhiqiang with wide eyes in disbelief, and said with a little dissatisfaction: "Uncle, do you really think I am the little girlfriend of eight taels?" Excuse me, where did you see that? To tell you the truth, I'm really—"

"It's really not a little girlfriend of eight taels!"

Suddenly, an undisguised complaint came from behind Zhou Xiaoyan, and she took her words abruptly.

Zhou Xiaoyan was taken aback, hurriedly turned around, and saw a girl in a plaid shirt, walking to the sales window of the small store without squinting, and then smashed a plastic bottle on the windowsill with a "bang": "Uncle Qiang, half a catty of soy sauce - no, eight taels of soy sauce!" ”

Zhou Xiaoyan was immediately happy, and asked sideways with a smile: "Eight taels of soy sauce?" It's funny. By the way, how do you know that I'm not Fan Baliang's little girlfriend? ”

The girl also turned her head sideways, but stared at Zhou Xiaoyan coldly, straightened her chest as if demonstrating, and said, "Because, I am Fan Baliang's little girlfriend!" ”

Zhou Xiaoyan was dumbfounded: Huh? Really? It's terrible!