Chapter 8

Looking at Ma Er's red face and impassioned manner, Xiao Jian feels that it's not easy for him to kill the scenery. He has to set off and respond to the atmosphere. At the same time, Xiao Jian's heart is also calculating his own small 99. Depending on his drinking capacity, he has to fight Ma Er this evening, and then he goes to play with ma er's wife This is the important thing in his mind.

As for what he said about life confidants, Xiao Jian felt that it had nothing to do with him. He agreed to take the risk because of Hu Cuihua.

Anyway, he's had enough of his single life, sleeping, eating and walking.

Xiao Jian poured the wine into ma er's glass, which was full of wine. He flattered ma er and said, "second brother, although you have been hurt by a traitor, the essence of your man is still there. I'll give you courage and pride. I'm convinced. Come on, do it

When he said this, Xiao Jian's mind was full of Hu Cuihua, but it was just like a cat scratching his heart. He said that he wanted to die as soon as possible.

However, these insincere and polite words were indeed said by him in a correct and forceful way. Xiao Jian even felt a little blushed for his meanness and shamelessness. Fortunately, he had a reason to drink.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, ma er couldn't open his eyes. Leaning against the wall of the Kang, one of his big tongues whimpered and said something, but he couldn't straighten it out. He even said and gesticulated: "brother, brother, second brother, second brother didn't drink much, second brother wasn't drunk, I, I have to sleep first. Your sister-in-law Cuihua is in the West Wing room... "

Ma er said and fell down on the Kang and went to sleep.

Xiao Jian's heart leaped, and finally got rid of this guy. Xiao Jian was smiling. In the riverside village, all the people who dare to give me Xiao Jian's wine are looking for death. With Xiao Jian, I never knew what drunkenness was when I was drinking. Now, at most, it's just a little more than a kilo of liquor for each person, and Xiao Jian is just moistening the throat at most.

However, in order to make sure that ma er really fell asleep, Xiao Jian held ma er's shoulder and shook it: "Hey, second brother, I'm having a drink. Why do you lie down at this point? "

After shaking a few times, Ma Er is still snoring. Xiao Jian shakes two more times, and ma er farts fiercely. Xiao Jian quickly dodged, covered his nose and put on his shoes.

At this time, Hu Cuihua came near like a ghost. The timing was amazing. Hu Cuihua looked at ma er who was sleeping on the Kang, looked at Xiao Jian, and blushed with two peach blossoms: "have you finished?"

Staring at Hu Cuihua, he said, "well, after drinking, my second brother drank too much and fell asleep."

Hu Cuihua saw Xiao Jian staring at her and lowered her head shyly: "I'll pick up the table!"

Xiao Jian's new trend is surging. A loud response: "MMM!"

When passing by Hu Cuihua's side, she couldn't restrain her impatience.

Hu Cuihua was startled, and just wanted to shout out, she quickly covered her mouth, looked back at Xiao Jian, looked at Xiao Jian with a smile, and whispered: "get out first, little villain."

Xiao Jian nodded, went out of the main room and came to the West Wing room next door. It was a relatively low earth house. Originally, it was supposed to be a granary for grain, because there was a faint musty smell of grain.

About 30 square meters, the East and west sides of the wall, connected with a fire pit. To Xiao Jian's surprise, a pair of quilts had been laid on the Kang.

Xiao Jian's heart thumped and his hand touched the Kang, but it was already hot. Xiao Jian's heart a burst of burning blood boiling.

By this time, it was already dark. Xiao Jian took a look at his mobile phone. It was already more than ten o'clock. It was when every family began to sleep, looking at the dim light hanging from the paper awning overhead, Xiao Jian was full of nervous expectation. Looking forward to Hu Cuihua finishing the dishes and chopsticks and coming in as soon as possible. Then, they, Xiao Jian, rubbed their hands and laughed!

Xiao Jian felt that he was just like a bride sitting in the bridal chamber waiting for the bridegroom to lift his red veil. He was excited, expecting and a little shy.