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Mao Da had money in hand, so he began to think about happiness, whenever he rushed to the market, he didn't know where to go, he didn't see anyone for a long time, and he didn't know what to do in the market.

In Luping Town, in a well-known restaurant at home, there are several stunning beauties in it, and when the men see it, there is no one who is not impressed by it. Mao Daben didn't want to go to that place, a lot of things were waiting for him to do, and there was still that idle time. However, for the sake of customers and business, he often went in and out of the restaurant called Xiao Drunken Lou. Everyone is like this, and if he is not like this, then customers will not come to him for business. Without customers, then it would be useless for him to run that canning factory. He had to go into that little drunken building to deal with the customers.

After a while, gradually, Mao Da and the fans in the restaurant gradually became acquainted, and they could even call their names relatively easily. However, Mao Da didn't dare to do anything out of the ordinary, and if he did, he would be sorry for Liu, and he wouldn't be able to help himself. He still has to struggle. "Please, be a decent person." Mao Da often whispered this to himself in the middle of the night.

One day, Mao Da sailed to the town again, walked into the small drunken building, sat at a round table with the customers, and had dinner together. Unconsciously, he got drunk, saw those fans, and for some reason, he actually moved his hands and feet. Seeing Boss Mao like this, those fans were eager to sit on his lap one after another, stroking his body and pleasing him.

Although Mao Da was drunk, he knew in his heart that he knew that the place was not very clean, and it was inconvenient to stay too long, so he was afraid of doing something out of the ordinary, and he was sorry for Liu. While thinking like this, he pushed away the powder heads and walked out the door, only to see that it was already quite dark and he couldn't go back. However, he was still not afraid, and walked staggered down the street for a while, to walk to his sailboat by the river, and sail home.

Mao Da walked on the street for a while, and before he knew it, he had broken into a strange place. He fell asleep, fell into a mess of grass, and gradually became aware of nothing.

I don't know how long it took, Mao Da found a person standing in front of him, two meters tall, with a small braid on his head, smiling incessantly. conAd1();

"Get out, get out of here, Lao Tzu has a wife." Mao Da thought it was the fans in the restaurant, so he kept shouting. He still loves his Liu family quite much in his heart, and he is reluctant to do anything bad, which makes Liu feel uncomfortable.

"It's me!" When the man saw that Mao Da was not awake, he raised his voice and roared.

"Are you ......," Mao Da asked hesitantly.

"I don't even recognize me?" The man's voice.

"Ghost Dan?!"

"Shall I send you home?" Oni Dan said so.

"Okay."

So, they walked along the street without stopping, and gradually, they came to a place that Mao Da was not very familiar with.

After watching it for a while, Mao Da gradually sobered up, isn't this place a small drunken building? Why did you come back? However, he was so sleepy that he went to sleep without hesitation, and slept in silence. At this time, he smelled a fragrance, and when he looked closely, he realized that the fragrance was wafting from a tree outside the window. The tree was in full bloom, and one of the branches had come in, beckoning to Mao in the gentle wind. Mao Da slept for a while, and then he didn't want to sleep, this place was not good, and he couldn't wash it by jumping into the Yellow River after going back. Thinking like this, he quickly got up, went out without hesitation, and walked down the street without paying the house money, wanting to go home.

got on the boat, Mao Da didn't care whether he was drunk or not, started the motor, and drove along the river without stopping. At this time, the moonlight was faint and sprinkled unceasingly, sprinkled on the small sailboat, and also sprinkled on Mao Da's body. The wind blew incessantly, mixed with the scent of flowers and the smell of the river. In this beautiful taste, gradually, Mao Da almost got drunk again.

However, at this time, he can't get drunk, and if he does, it's not a joke. conAd2();

After a long rapid, and then a short one, Mao Da drove the boat to the gate of his village, and heard the owl in the old tree chirping incessantly. The owl's voice was already quite familiar to him, and before he knew it, they had become friends. No, when I saw Mao Da, the owl flew down from the old community tree, pounced on Mao Da's side, and stood on his shoulder.

"Go, go......" Seeing this, Mao Da said to the owl.

So, the owl flew to the old shrine tree again, and kept saying "oh oh".

Mao Da carried things along the small country dirt road and walked unstoppably, and gradually, when he came to the door of his house, he saw a glimmer of light floating out of the crack in the door, sprinkled in the patio in front of the door, and it was uncomfortably pale. Still, he didn't feel bad. This place is your own home. He walked to the door, but saw that there seemed to be someone inside.

"Your man is having fun with those fans in the town, and he can't come back, you are from Lao Tzu......" A voice floated out of the room, Mao Da heard it, and felt uncomfortable in his heart, it was really better to die.

"My man will come back......" Liu said to the man incessantly.

"Your man is doing something bad, come on, baby......" the man's voice said.

When Mao Da heard that the man was rude to his wife like this, he became angry and kicked the door open without hesitation, but he was lying naked on Liu's body......

Mao Da grabbed a knife beside him, raised it, and slashed it frantically at the head of the ghost. However, the knife was grabbed by Oni Dan with that hand, and the blood kept flowing down the knife edge, wetting a large area of the ground.

Ghost Dan grabbed Mao Da's knife and kicked Mao Da with his foot, and then, while they were not paying attention, he rushed out of the door, and the wind disappeared in the thick night.

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