With the support of Liu Changxi, Ma Xiaole came to the village street. Lao Li, the driver of solemn letters, had already driven to wait for him for a long time.

After getting into the car, Ma Xiaole waved a hand, and a hand was waved at the gate of the village department, which seemed to be very enthusiastic. However, Ma Xiaole felt that his mood was a little heavy when he came back this time, and he was not as relaxed and happy as he was when he came back before. Has he changed himself, or has the big guy changed?

The car was moving fast on the bumpy dirt road, and Ma Xiaole said not to be so fast.

The driver, Lao Li, finally spoke: "I, I can't help it, Secretary Zhuang said, I have to hurry back every second." ”

"What's the matter, so anxious?"

"I don't know, he didn't tell me."

When the car entered the township government compound, Zhuang Chongxin was waiting at the door with a smile.

"Pony, it's back!" Zhuang Chongxin wanted to step forward and open the car door for Ma Xiaole, but his identity told him that he couldn't do this.

"Here, Secretary Zhuang, what are you doing here? What's the urgency? Ma Xiaole got out of the car and ran to Zhuang Zhengxin to ask.

Zhuang Zhengxin saw Ma Xiaole coming down empty-handed, and was very disappointed, "Xiaoma, you said that you went back to get the dog whip wine, where is it?" ”

Ma Xiaole understood this question, and at the same time was a little panicked, what should I do? Anyway, he couldn't let Zhuang Chongxin see that he was fooled, but fortunately, when he came, Hu Aiying boiled a bag of eggs for him to carry, and said busily: "In the car, the pocket is wrapped!" After speaking, he took out the cloth pocket from the car, "Secretary Zhuang, there is another saying here, you have to put it down in my dormitory and then take it out, this is called family gas docking, steady, and the wine is not dispersed." ”

Zhuang Zhengxin already has great hopes for Ma Xiaole's dog whip wine, so it is inevitable to have some blind faith, "Okay, you go back to the dormitory quickly, and find me in the office after docking!" ”

Ma Xiaole hurriedly ran, walked through the front yard, passed the arch, crossed the vegetable garden, entered the dormitory, and took out the half bottle of dog whip wine from the cabinet.

There are no small bottles.

Ma Xiaole was so anxious that he remembered that there was a small bottle of cough syrup in the drawer, opened the lid and poured it clean, rinsed it with water, and filled a small bottle, which was estimated to be less than one or two.

Everything was ready, Ma Xiaole straightened his neck and straightened his clothes, and walked towards the office building. After not walking a few steps, he felt that he had to play tricks on Zhuang Zhengxin, or the sullenness he had before would have nowhere to come out, and he would be in a panic.

When passing the arch, Ma Xiaole turned into the pavilion, sat on the stone bench and smoked, thinking about it carefully.

In less than five minutes, Ma Xiaole stood up with a smile, patted his buttocks, and strode towards the office building.

"Secretary Zhuang, I'm all ready here." As soon as Ma Xiaole entered Zhuang Chongxin's office, he said with a smile, "Whether you can succeed or not, now it is completely up to Secretary Zhuang!" ”

"Look at me?" Zhuang Chongxin frowned and stood up from his seat, "What can I do?" ”

"My father said that there is a mystery in this wine, and it won't work without some magic." Ma Xiaole said with some suspicion, "I think it's a little unreliable, but listening to my father's meaning, it doesn't seem to be a joke." Secretary Zhuang, if you think about it, there is only so much left, if something goes wrong, then there is no way to remedy it! ”

"That's unacceptable!" Zhuang Zhengxin waved his hand again and again, "Pony, what do you say?" ”

"Do some French!" Ma Xiaole said firmly.

"French?" Zhuang Zhengxin was surprised, "Do you want to invite Mr.?" ”

"No!" Ma Xiaole said very calmly, "I can do it, whoever takes this wine can lean over and complete the French style, which is very easy." ”

"Done!" solemnly clenched his fists, "You must do a good job, don't miss the opportunity." ”

"Trust me!" Ma Xiaole looked at the door, "Secretary Zhuang, lock the door." ”

Zhuang Zhengxin nodded.

"Is there a rope?" Ma Xiaole asked.

Zhuang Zhengxin scratched his head and took out a ball of cotton thread and rope in the drawer of his desk, "This is used to bundle cotton at home, is it easy to use?" ”

"Yes!" Ma Xiaole took the rope and looked around the office, there was nothing good to use, except for a coffee table, "Secretary Zhuang, it is estimated that I will be wronged by you, but don't be angry, it's all for you to do it." ”

"It's okay, no matter how big the grievance is, it's nothing!" Zhuang Zhengxin has entered the sacred artistic conception, "Come on, I can stand it!" ”

Ma Xiaole couldn't help laughing, stood up the coffee table seriously, turned his head to solemnly and said, "Secretary Zhuang, take it off." ”

"Strip naked?!" Although Zhuang Zhengxin was fully prepared, he was still surprised by Ma Xiaole's request.

"Yes!" Ma Xiaole began to straighten the rope, "Secretary Zhuang, don't hesitate, this French style wants sincerity and neatness, if you don't twist and pinch it, it will affect the effect." ”

has reached this point, where does Zhuang Zhengxin still have ideas, he didn't say a word, he threw away all his clothes, "Pony, what's the matter, it's still neat, right?" ”

"Well, that's good." Ma Xiaole looked at Zhuang Chongxin's belly and felt a little disgusting, "Come here!" ”

When solemn heard the call, he nodded and walked over.

"Back to back with the coffee table." Ma Xiaole said coldly, "Now I am sometimes serious and sometimes laughing, it is all the great immortal leaning over, the French style is about to begin, and then I will not say anything, and I will not do anything." After speaking, he tied Zhuang Zhengxin's hands and feet to the four legs of the coffee table.

Ma Xiaole stepped forward and looked at the solemn letter that was a little stunned, and trembled all over, as if he was trembling, his eyes rolled, and there were words in his mouth, "The divine will of the dog whip, don't suddenly attack people, and gradually hit it." After speaking, he walked to the desk and picked up the teacup, and slammed it towards Zhuang Zhongxin's lower body, "Rinse to see the real body!" ”

He looked at Ma Xiaole solemnly, a little scared, but he didn't dare to speak, for fear of disturbing him.

Seeing that Zhuang Zhengxin was so obedient, Ma Xiaole simply let go of his hands and feet, spit on him for a while, poke his ears and eyes with a matchstick, and pick the soles of his feet with the tip of a pen for a while, and beat his father and scolded his mother in his mouth and said dirty words, which made Zhuang Zhengxin snot and tears flowed all over his face. Finally, he tied up an empty pen holder with a thread and tied it to Zhuang Zhengxin and fell it.

In the end, Ma Xiaole walked in front of Zhuang Chongxin and stood still, shrugged his shoulders, raised his eyebrows, smiled hehe, and scolded, "I'll make your mother's comparison!" While scolding, he raised his foot and kicked it heavily on Zhuang Zhengxin's stomach.

Zhuang Chongxin fell down with a "bang" on the coffee table, he finally couldn't help it, and cried, "Pony, come back, don't let this god toss anymore, I can't stand it......"

As if he hadn't heard it, Ma Xiaole pinched Zhuang Chongxin's chin, took out a small bottle of cough syrup, pulled out the lid, and stuffed it into Zhuang Chongxin's mouth, "Drink it, drink it all!" ”

Of course, the solemn letter will not leave half a drop. Of course, he drank with an extremely strange expression, frowning, teasing his eyes, picking his nose, and pulling his mouth.

It's no wonder that Ah Huang's whip wine is really not an ordinary taste. When Ma Changgen entrusted Ah Huang to his neighbors, the smell was disgusting, and if he hadn't put it in a pot to cook, it was estimated that half of the village would have smelled. Later, when I boiled it, it became a small thing, and the taste was much smaller, but there was still a strange smell, especially after soaking in wine, and the taste was long-lasting.

After tossing and scolding, Ma Xiaole felt very comfortable, and felt that the performance was almost over, so he sat on the ground, shook his head, raised his head again, and said with a little panic: "Oh, Secretary Zhuang, why do you look like this!" After that, he hurriedly got up and untied the rope for Zhuang Zhengxin.

Zhuang Zhengxin shouted "oops, oops", and untied the pen holder below before saying, "Pony, your possessed god doesn't seem to be very friendly, but it's enough to toss me." ”

"The more fierce the gods, the better!" Ma Xiaole said, "Isn't the fierce god fierce, that means you will be very fierce!" ”

"Oh, if only it were true!" Zhuang Chongxin looked down and played twice, "Little pony, it doesn't seem to be moving!" ”

"How can it be so fast!" Ma Xiaole said, "You take a rest on the sofa, take a nap, remember, don't lie down to sleep, otherwise, you have to change the sofa!" ”

"You, you ......" Zhuang Chongxin was embarrassed and infinitely expectant, put on his clothes and collapsed on the sofa, "Pony, if the French style is over, you can go out first." ”

"Okay, Secretary Zhuang, you just wait to see you!" Ma Xiaole walked out with the door.

After Ma Xiaole went out, Zhuang Chongxin curled up in the sofa and fell asleep in a daze, he was tossed just now, plus the effect of dog whip wine, how could he not be confused?

When I woke up, it was noon, and several people came to look for Zhuang Zhongxin during this period, but they were blocked back by Ma Xiaole.

Ma Xiaole has been guarding the door of Zhuang Chongxin's office, and he is also nervous, afraid that this dog whip wine will not cure Zhuang Chongxin. That's the only bet he has now, if this trick doesn't work, he may be a small mail receiver in this life, and he can't be sure that he will be able to do it to the end.

When guarding the door, Feng Yishan saw it when he passed by, with a look of disdain. In order to avoid any accidents, Ma Xiaole pretended not to see it.

When it was time for lunch, Ma Xiaole anxiously looked at the door of Zhuang Chongxin's office, and put his ear on it, as if he heard some movement, it was the sofa ringing, and it was estimated that Zhuang Chongxin woke up and got up.

"The sun doesn't die!"

There was a sudden shout inside, Ma Xiaole was startled, and he didn't know whether Zhuang Zhongxin was happy or annoyed by this shout.

"Haha, that's it! I'm finally doing it again! ”

As soon as these words came out, Ma Xiaole was calm, and hurriedly pushed open the door and went in.

solemnly looked at Ma Xiaole hehehe, "Pony, medium!" Special! ”

Ma Xiaole smiled.

"Go back and pack up, and go to the party committee office in the afternoon!" Zhuang Chongxin hummed a little song and shook his head, "I never did anything about ghosts and gods before, but today I have seen a lot, oops, the happiness of more than ten years ago is finally back!" ”

"Secretary Zhuang, now it's not just the happiness of more than ten years ago, the ability is completely different." Ma Xiaole's expression was very serious.

"Lang Rig Grand, Lang Ridge Grand...... solemn letter in front of Ma Xiaole has no shelf, happily humming a small tune, trembling to the desk and picking up the teacup to drink water, the inside is dry, and it has not been poured by Ma Xiaole. Ouch, I'm thirsty, it's dry and hot! He poured himself a cup of hot water and took a sip.

"Oh yes, Secretary Zhuang!" Ma Xiaole remembered Feng Yishan's matter, "In the morning, when I was doing the wind for you at your door, Feng Yishan passed by and saw me, his eyes were very vicious, I don't know if he will hinder me from coming to the party office." ”

"Him?" Zhuang Zhengxin snorted a stingy sigh in his nostrils, "My party office employs people, can he interfere!" Besides, you don't run it in his government, and you haven't made any mistakes, so why can't you use it? It can be used if it is talented! Don't worry, pony, let you come in the afternoon, you will definitely come! ”

"Okay, with Secretary Zhuang's words, I feel at ease." Ma Xiaole turned around to leave, but there was one more thing that made him feel at ease, and he turned around and said, "Secretary Zhuang, you ...... about my cousin."

"Stop!" solemn letter pressed his hand, "You don't have to say, I know what to do, I will never touch your cousin again, aren't you her own yang absorbing Dafa, I finally did it, don't make any more accidents." Alas, you don't know, how have I survived for so many ten years, I can't pretend, I have suffering, and the suffering is in my stomach! ”

Ma Xiaole nodded and retreated, went to the cafeteria to eat, he had to tell Liu Shuying the news that he was going to the party office! It's good news, and it's going to make her happy for a while.