The eyes of the black oil can looking at Little Pepper were warm, and for a moment, he seemed to glow with enthusiasm and vitality that was not commensurate with his age.

The chili pepper is not as young as the phoenix and the tall pole, and it completely exudes the charm of a mature Sichuan woman, like a persimmon hanging down the branches, or a pomegranate that is red and bright after autumn.

The black oil can also knew that he was just a bad old man, like dog urine moss in rotten grass, and the fruit that shook on the branches he couldn't reach.

Those women who are not at home with young men, what they like are men of the right age like Yagou and Liu Yishui. They're motivated, they're rich, and they're fun.

The black oil tank has nothing, and he was not welcomed when he was young, not to mention that he is as old as a piece of dead wood now. He can't even compare to Zhao Quan, who howls every night, although Zhao Quan is lazy and has no money, but he has a good skin.

The black oil can was also greedy and moved by those tempting fruits, but he also tasted the bitterness of stealing them. The soles of his daughter-in-law's shoes and his son's stick made him not steal and cause a commotion, so that people in several nearby villages took him as a joke.

Black Oil Can followed behind Pepper, looking at her swaying body as she walked, he felt that it was full of charm and swaying. His heart also twisted and shook with Pepper's ass.

He knew that Pepper was very proud when he was young, and he couldn't look down on him out of the corner of his eye. Now that he is older, the man is dead, and he is no longer attractive, so it is his turn to get such a touch. What's more, there is wine and meat to entertain him, and it is worth his labor.

This little pepper can still set off some waves among the old men in the village, and for this reason, there are still some jealous things happening among the old men.

Pepper is used to being the center of attention and is happy to see those old men fighting for him. As the old saying goes, the get grass, and the tooth dogs run around. What she wants is the feeling of being held and pampered, even if it's just some old guys who are about to die, she still feels that she is still attractive, and she is still the hot little pepper.

The black oil tank ignored his old bones and radiated the vitality of a young man.

Shoveling grass in the yard dam, sweeping the floor in the house, dusting the walls, and setting up a ladder to remove dust from the roof.

Little Pepper's yard is very wide, and the sons paid for the construction of a small villa-like glazed tile house, in order to occasionally return home and have a comfortable place to stay.

While the black oil tank was drying hot, Pepper was also busy in the kitchen. Most of the women in Sichuan have good cooking skills, and Pepper is no exception. It's just that when Mingwu was alive, she rarely cooked.

Over the years, Ming Wu was gone, and she had to cook and do laundry by herself. She sometimes thinks of Mingwu's good come, and she can't help but feel sad and sad.

Those men who come and go, just want her to eat and drink, and greed is also a momentary happiness. Where is there such a cold and hot knowledge like Mingwu, such hard work and resentment. Sometimes, lying alone in bed, facing the endless dark night, Pepper can't help but cry and feel sad. Who can love her and spoil her like Mingwu?

The more sad and lonely she is, the more she likes to be lively, and the more she wants to make some noise. It's just that every time people disperse, that cold emptiness goes deeper into the bone marrow.

"Black oil can, it's over, it's time to eat." Pepper shouted at the busy black oil can.

"A little more." Pepper's shout made the black oil tank standing on the ladder shake and almost fall.

Little Pepper ran over, held on to the ladder and said, "Slow down, you turtle son, the old lady can't bear the responsibility when you fall." ”

"Hey, it's okay." Under the black oil can, he looked at the little pepper's face that was a little red because of the heat of cooking, and his mouth was panting, but his eyes were floating up, revealing a wink.

Little Pepper sneered, such a look, with the black oil can's fancy face because of the cleaning, as funny as it was.

"Wash your face." Little Pepper brought hot water and wrung a towel to the black oil can, "Black oil can, your turtle son is okay, and he is as motivated as a young man." ”

"Hey, don't look at your brother Hei's age, he still has the strength." Black Oil Can took the towel and touched Pepper's hand. Although the hands were no longer delicate and silky, it still made the black oil can's heart swing for a moment.

Dinner was served, with fried peanuts, scrambled eggs, and garlic sprouts back to the pot meat. A few home-cooked dishes, but they are spicy and fragrant that people in Sichuan are used to.

The black oil can and the little pepper sat across from each other, and through the rising heat of the dishes, they both looked a little hazy, but they had a different kind of charm.

The wine is the original sorghum wine of Fangjia Town, and it has a strong spicy taste in the mouth, and a hot warm current rises when it flows into the stomach.

In the drunken eyes, the black oil can looks at Xiao Pepper's little face is so moving, and his hands and feet are not honest. By pouring wine with vegetables, the two people have physical contact from time to time.

Pepper's face turned even redder after drinking, like an old hen about to lay eggs. Obviously she is an old woman, and she has to be as shy as a girl, and she has to show three points of desire to refuse and welcome the black oil can, which makes the black oil can's heart itch even more.

The wine was not drunk, the food was not finished, and the two of them were already dry and the fire was difficult to suppress.

After all, the black oil tank is old, and with the labor just now, the body is still a little unsuccessful. He really wanted to flutter a few more times, and he really wanted to give Pepper more happiness, but he really had more than enough heart.

The black oil tank got up with some reluctance and got dressed.

"Black oil can, wash the dishes and chopsticks before leaving, the old lady doesn't want to move." Pepper was lying lazily on the bed, the flush on her face had not faded.

"Hey." The black oil tank hurriedly agreed, and although his legs and feet were a little weak, he still went to clean it up with joy.

When the black oil tank came out of Little Pepper's house, it was already getting dark.

Smoke rises from the rooftops of every house. The smoke froze in the low twilight, as if frozen by the cold weather.

Feng Xian'er walked home from Fourth Sister Wang's mahjong parlor. Feng Xian'er's heart is a little uncomfortable, and every year to the New Year, Feng Xian'er's heart is uncomfortable.

It's the same today. Looking at those who came back from work, one by one they were elated and full of foreign energy, Feng Xian'er's heart was like a knife.

Gu Liangyu, the son of the black oil tank, really drove back a brand-new car, and the body was shiny and shiny, and it could shine a human figure.

Gu Liangyu also parked the car outside the mahjong parlor and let those who played mahjong keep admiring. He also specially bought good cigarettes from Fourth Sister Wang and distributed them to every man present, and also bought candy to distribute to women and children who did not smoke.

The smug smile on Gu Yigui's face, the kind of modesty that is clearly showing, made Feng Xian'er feel very unbalanced. Back then, the little Gu Liangyu followed her buttocks, and she didn't want to deal with him.

Gu Liangyu's wife's pretentious appearance made Feng Xian'er even more uncomfortable.

Mei Ruoxue stood by the car, driving away the children who wanted to touch it, and said: "Don't get it, you can't afford to pay for it, it's tens of thousands of cars!" ”

The most annoying thing is that when Mei Ruoxue was leaving, she pretended to be generous to those people present, who is who, and will go to the street to catch up with the market in the future and take my family's car for free.

Everyone smiled and replied, "We can't afford to sit on such an expensive car."

When Mei Ruoxue's eyes drifted past Feng Xian'er, she didn't stop at all, and she didn't even have that kind of humble statement that she deliberately pretended.

Feng Xian'er walked home stupidly. She walked a little slowly, with her hands in her trouser pockets, and there were a few candies given by Gu Liangyu in them. Feng Xian'er vaguely felt that when Gu Liangyu gave her candy, she also squeezed her hand as if she had intentionally.

Feng Xian'er didn't want to go back to the home that made her angry and depressed. As she walked slowly past Pepper's door, she saw the black oil can come out of the yard.

The black oil can's face was in full bloom, and he kept smacking his mouth, like a dog that had just finished stealing.