Lying in Nima, the little rabbit cub dared to deceive people, and the eighth child angrily picked up the pig-killing knife and tried his best to find Mao Eighteen.

Mao 18 drove to the door of the 8th child's house, his father and mother happily got out of the car and walked in front, and Mao 18 walked behind with a gift.

Before I could enter the room, I heard shouting and swearing coming from inside.

Mao Eighteen was stunned, and said in his heart, what the fuck does the old guy have to fuck on.

"Old eight, who made you angry again." Mao Wenliang said.

"Nyima, you still have a face." It's the eighth child who is scolding.

Mao Wenliang was a little puzzled, and he didn't know what the eighth man meant.

"Your son is obviously fucking fired from the army, what the fuck are you pretending to be?" The eighth pointed at Mao Wenliang's nose and scolded.

The second monk Mao Wenliang was puzzled, looked at Mao Eighteen, and then looked at the eighth monk and said Who are you listening to, it is impossible.

"Don't fucking fart, just ask the village chief Jin Wangui, he said." Lao Bayi was in a hurry to sell Jin Wangui.

"You, don't listen to his nonsense, he can't see who is good." Cao Mingzhu said.

"You say, is this true?" Lao Ba pointed to Mao Eighteen and asked.

"It's true, what's wrong." Mao 18 said.

Wow, Xiaoqin cried and ran into the back room.

The eighth saw the girl crying, thinking that Mao Eighteen had already done something to Xiaoqin, so he rushed over and slapped Mao Eighteen in the mouth.

You're a brute, you're so fucking shameless, you don't follow your own virtues, and you fucking want to marry a girl from Lao Tzu's family.

Mao Eighteen didn't move, after all, he was Xiaoqin's father.

"Xiaoqin, you say, did he treat you badly?" The old eight asked.

Xiaoqin didn't know what to say.

Mao 18 has now lost the aura of an officer, whether he wants to marry him, or marry the rich man who is ten years older than him.

Xiaoqin was entangled, she thought how good it would be if Mao Eighteen was rich and an officer, but there were not so many ifs.

The eighth saw that his daughter kept crying and didn't speak, thinking that it must be two people who were already there.

At this time, Xing came over with her husband.

Before I could enter the room, I heard a quarrel inside.

Xing was very puzzled, and said in her heart what was going on, how could this very happy thing quarrel.

"Xiaoqin." Apricot shouted outside.

Xiaoqin heard the apricot shout, touched a handful of tears, and came out.

"What's the matter, why are you still crying." Xing asked with a smile.

"Mao 18 was fired from the army." Xiaoqin said aggrievedly.

"Damn, I thought it was a big deal, isn't this just right, you are thinking about it at home." Apricot quipped.

"Fuck you. Why don't you marry him, you fucking found a rich guy and talk cool here. "The old eight scolded.

"Hey, you old man is really interesting, why are you crazy, what are you doing with me, if it weren't for your family to marry Mao Eighteen, maybe I would really marry Mao Eighteen." Apricot didn't let a word.

"Okay, now that our family is yellow with him, you can marry him." Lao Ba said.

"Are you talking about human words? You just want your girl to find a rich girl, and if the rich are willing to have your girl? Apricot said.

"Nyima's." The eighth is angry, and the apricot is a mouth.

Xing's husband quit and kicked at the eighth child.

The eighth fell on his back and faced the sky.

The eighth child stood up and took the pig-killing knife in his hand.

"Wait," Mao 18 finally spoke.

Lao Ba looked at Mao Eighteen, and the knife in his hand flashed with cold light.

"It's a simple thing, but as for how complicated it is. I asked Xiaoqin, if she is willing to marry me, none of you can control it, if she is unwilling, I will leave immediately. Mao 18 said simply.

"Xiaoqin, you speak, are you willing or unwilling, my Mao Eighteen is not bullshit now, nothing, you see if you are willing or not." Mao 18 looked at Xiaoqin.

Xiaoqin rang for a long time and said you fucking liar, who wants to be with you.

"Okay, that's what you said, just don't regret it later." Mao Shibai felt a salty feeling in his chest, and a mouthful of blood almost came out.

Fuck, this woman is too fucking realistic. Mao 18 was speechless, looked at his parents and walked forward.

"Wait, you just go, my daughter let you sleep, how do you count." The eighth looked at Mao Wenliang.

"You don't fucking fart, when did I sleep with your daughter, I didn't even fucking touch my hands." Mao scolded angrily.

There were a lot of people watching the excitement in the courtyard.

"Look, that's Mao Eighteen, I heard that the village chief's women have slept with each other, and such a yellow flower girl has never even touched her hands." A woman laughs.

"Possibly," said another.

"How is that possible?" That asked.

"It's just that thing that's not easy to use." Another bad laugh.

"Don't fucking fuck my calves, you just say what to do." The eighth stared.

"Xiaoqin, you say something fair, you can't just let Mao Eighteen be blackened, right?" Xing was on the side to help Mao Eighteen speak.

"There are a few things about you, don't you fucking follow Mao Eighteen to have a leg. Mao Eighteen just slept with me, he didn't admit it. Xiaoqin scolded.

"You, you ......" Mao 18 said two words in a row, a mouthful of blood spurted out, and sat on the ground.

Mao Shibai never thought that Xiaoqin would say this, is his reputation really not as important as real money.

"Eighteen, how are you?" Mao Wenliang pulled Mao Eighteen and asked.

Mao Shibai waved his hand and said, "It's okay."

Mao Shibaqiang stood up with spirit and walked in front of Xiaoqin. Ask, "What do you say?"

Since Xiaoqin said that he slept with him, do he really have to tell the difference, Mao Eighteen gave in, he was unwilling to argue with a woman about these things. Heaven is at ease in people's hearts.

"Lose money." Lao Ba said.

"How much." Mao asked.

"Two hundred thousand?" Lao Ba said.

"You're a fucking murderer." The apricots are uneven.

Mao 18 returned to the car, took out 100,000 yuan, threw it at the feet of the eighth child, and said, "I just have so much money, you can do it."

"Nope." The eighth disagreed.

"Forget it, so be it." Xiaoqin opened her mouth.

The eighth didn't insist either, saying, get out.

Mao 18 was also too lazy to distinguish it, and took his mother and father directly into the car.

Xiaoqin looked at the money on the ground, not knowing whether to be happy or sad.

Mao Eighteen was lying on the kang and couldn't afford to be sick, and he was groggy all day long.

Zhao Xiaojiao heard that Mao Eighteen was back, thinking that he could come over to find him, but he didn't.

I couldn't wait, so I took advantage of Sunday to drive all the way to the countryside.

But I found the village where Mao 18 lived, but I couldn't find Mao 18's home. I happened to see a group of women chatting under the tree, so I asked Mao Shiba's family how to go.

A woman sued Zhao Xiaojiao and asked you who he was.

Zhao Xiaojiao hesitated for a moment and said that I was his girlfriend.