Retired soldier king and his little sweetheart

Both sides were tugging, Zhuang Xiaoduo hurriedly took out 300 yuan from his wallet and gave it to Grandma, asking her if it was enough.

Grandma only has two dustpans, 300 yuan is enough, but I don’t have time to pick up the dried shrimps and small fish scattered all over the floor, so I just picked up some noodles and put them in plastic bags, followed the police back to the police station .

Tang Huai thought that he hadn't gone too far, it was the one who bumped into someone who spoke rudely first, with his legs crossed.

"What is your name?"

Tang Huai and Zhuang Xiaoduo reported their names, and Zhuang Xiaoduo felt a little guilty. Although the other party was wrong first, it was indeed Tang Huai who made the move.

The policeman wrote it down in his notebook and tapped his pen on the table: "What about you, what's your name?"

"Zhao Zhiqiang."

The policeman asked Zhuang Xiaoduo to repeat the story, and he said it completely, and he was partial to Tang Huai in his words. He thought Zhao Zhiqiang would refute, but who knew that when he arrived at the police station, he was scared, lowered his head, and answered every question.

I thought it was a conflict, but it turned out to be a small dispute during the market. After the statement was recorded and signed, the people left.

"Register this form, and write down your name, address, and ID card number clearly."

Zhuang Xiaoduo carried a bag of dry goods mixed with fish and shrimp, and took Tang Huai's arm: "There is no danger."

"I'm sick." Tang Huai's anger still persisted, and it was reasonable to ask that person to apologize to Zhuang Xiaoduo anyway.

After a little delay, the two went back to the market for a while and bought some ingredients needed for the New Year's Eve. Zhuang Xiaoduo took a fancy to two potted plants, bought some retro bowls and plates, and went home up.

What Zhuang Xiaoduo bought was a fortune tree, and he put a pot in the small office in the factory, and put a copy on the coffee table at home, sincerely wishing that he could make a fortune next year.

Years ago, there were many group activities in the village, and the last one was to take advantage of the New Year's Eve when all the young people came back to overhaul the public facilities in the village, the most important being the water reservoir.

Since there are not many residents in Chating Village and there are no big villages around, the cost of building public tap water in the town was too high to participate in the construction of public tap water a few years ago, so the water from the Houshan Water Pool has always been used.

They built a reservoir by themselves at a high place in the village, pumped the water into the reservoir, and then distributed it to each house.

Zhuang Xiaoduo and Tang Huai changed their clothes and went out with some uncles and brothers in the village.

"The water pipes will also be replaced this year."

Today's task is to dig out all the pipes that were buried before, and repair a cement tank to put the water pipes in, so that we can check and replace any broken pipes in the future.

Tang Huai carried a bag of cement on each of his left and right shoulders, and Zhuang Xiaoduo also carried a bag of cement, following behind him.

Originally, he thought that he would carry two bags by himself, and Zhuang Xiaoduo would just take a shovel and bucket, but Zhuang Xiaoduo was afraid of being called lazy, so he carried one bag anyway.

A bag of cement Zhuang Xiaoduo can still carry it, but it is a bit powerless to walk on the mountain road.

Tang Huai wanted to turn around to help him several times, but Zhuang Xiaoduo gave him winks: "I am also a man, okay! You go!"

The elder brother behind him laughed at him: "Xiao Duo, it's not easy to do the work in the countryside."

"No, my shoes are a little slippery, so I have to walk slowly."

Tang Huai turned around again: "Are your shoes slippery?"

Zhuang Xiaoduo shook his head frantically, and waved him to leave quickly.

Who hasn't ordered the dignity of a man yet!

The technical content of repairing the water pipe tank is not high, but it takes a lot of work. The 10 strong men in the village were divided into 5 teams, and each led a certain distance.

Tang Huai dug out the location of the water pipe with a shovel, and Zhuang Xiaoduo took a small hoe to clean up the excavated mud.

"You said what if we broke the water pipe?"

Tang Huai stopped: "Secretly wrap it up."

After speaking, he took off his coat, leaving only a hooded sweater.

The sweater was bought by Zhuang Xiaoduo online for him, and he bought it for Tang Huai when he saw that the model looked very handsome, but he didn't like to wear clothes with hoods, because he was not in the way, so he wore them every time he was doing such dirty work. Come for work clothes.

Remove pipes, nail boards, and mud, and pour cement.

By the time it was over, it was already time for lunch, and everyone was slowly going home with their equipment on their backs, all covered in yellow mud.

It takes about two days for the cement trough to dry completely, and then the old water pipes will be replaced, and the cement slabs will be covered.

In the afternoon, I will pave cement for a road in the village, which is the road leading to the kiln. In the past, gravel and fine sand were paved every two years. After driving too much, it will become potholes after two rains. Very difficult to walk.

The village head has been thinking about this for a long time. Last year, he mobilized the villagers to raise money, but failed. This year, he finally got enough money.

The road is not big, and no cement truck is hired. It is all manually reconciled and then paved manually.

Starting from the end of the kiln well, the second uncle saw a large rose field and a semi-abandoned shed, and asked everyone whose it belonged to.

Zhuang Xiaoduo said it belonged to Tang Huai.

Second Uncle: "Why did you dismantle the shed? But these two fields are not easy to sell."

"We went to raise pigs in partnership later on. We didn't have time to take care of it. We were still thinking about how to deal with it." Zhuang Xiaoduo said.

The second uncle said oh, and went to work.

After dinner in the evening, Zhuang Xiaoduo and Tang Huai cuddled together as usual, ate melon seeds and watched the [-] o'clock TV series. Tang Huai squeezed the shoulders of Bus Concentrate and chatted about the Pig King Competition to be held tomorrow.

"Xiaoduo! Are you at home?"

Zhuang Xiaoduo immediately sat up, checked himself and Tang Huai for any inappropriate behavior, and then answered, and went to open the door.

"Second Uncle, why are you here?"

"I just wanted to talk to Brother Xiao Tang about something. My grandpa told me that he usually lives with you, so I came here. Didn't you sleep?" Second Uncle smiled honestly.

Zhuang Xiaoduo was nervous, and hoped that the four words "didn't sleep" he said were literal.

"No, Second Uncle came in to enjoy the fire."

Tang Huai sat on the sofa and put on a cotton padded jacket over the pajamas: "Second Uncle looking for me?"

The second uncle sat down on the sofa, and looked around the room with dribbling eyes. He worked outside all year round, and he didn't meet Zhuang Xiaoduo very often.

Zhuang Xiaoduo was taken aback by him, thinking he couldn't see anything, right?

"Xiao Duo, who did you ask for the ceiling in your house? I see that the putty is well used, and I plan to paint my house too."

Zhuang Xiaoduo breathed a sigh of relief, and said to give him the phone number of the decoration team later.

The second uncle actually had other things to discuss when he came. He pursed his lips and organized his words: "It's like this. I don't want to leave when I come back this year. The old man is too old to work. I just want to come back and plant something. A few days ago, I saw that the county government official account said that farmers were encouraged to return to their hometowns to start businesses, so I thought about planting flowers. I have done it before, and I have some experience."

"Okay!" Zhuang Xiaoduo was happy when he heard that, Tang Huai touched his arm, motioning for him to listen to the second uncle.

"But my family doesn't have enough land. I was thinking about finding an idle flower field to take over. I saw the kiln well today, which happened to be flat, and Xiao Tang's family occupied half of it." He looked at Tang Huai: "If you are willing to rent it to me, I will talk to another family."

"Yes, yes, let's draw up a contract and clearly state the time and rent," Tang Huai said.

Zhuang Xiaoduo turned to look at Tang Huai, and felt that what he said was too outlandish. They were all from the village, and it was a bit hurtful to talk about money as soon as he opened his mouth.

The second uncle also looked embarrassed after hearing this.

Zhuang Xiaoduo was busy smoothing things over: "Second uncle, it's a symbolic collection point."

"No, no, no," the second uncle hurriedly waved his hand: "I didn't mean that, because I don't have much savings, and I want to sign for 10 years. Considering that the money needed to build a greenhouse and raise seedlings is a bit tight, I want to say Can you use it for me in the first year, and then give you the money after it is shipped."

"Okay, just write an IOU." Tang Huai agreed to see that the second uncle was a transparent person.

Tang Huai and the second uncle talked about the requirements of both parties, and charged the second uncle's land rent at 80% of the market price, and gave the second uncle the shed with the roof removed to offset the labor of the second uncle cleaning the rose field alone.

Zhuang Xiaoduo was like a little assistant, sitting beside Tang Huai and typing.

"You don't want that piece of rose?"

"Well," the second uncle nodded: "I don't grow ornamental flowers, but edible flowers, which are less risky, and I saw that you didn't take care of them today, too many sprouts will kill you."

Zhuang Xiaoduo: "Okay, then I will draw up the contract tomorrow and sign it tonight."

Second Uncle: "Why did you two get together?"

"Take a partner to raise pigs, and a partner to eat!" Zhuang Xiaoduo laughed.

The second uncle smiled and left without asking any further questions.

"Partnership?" Tang Huai put his arms around Zhuang Xiaoduo's waist from behind, and blew behind his ear: "How can there be a partner on the bed."

"Then what's the matter?" Zhuang Xiaoduo retracted like a loach: "Let's work together to solve each other's physical needs."

After speaking, he ran away.

Early the next morning, Zhuang Xiaoduo and Tang Huai hurried to the factory after breakfast.

All the employees in the factory came today, cheering with their own little pigs in their arms.

Zhuang Aiguo led people to draw a track with limestone on the flat ground in the factory. There were 5 pigs in each round. The owner could accompany them on the run but could not use props to spur them and lure them with food.

Zhuang Xiaoduo first collected the photos of the little pig, and warmed up in Moments last night, and the comments were all laughing at him, saying that he would become mentally ill as soon as he became a boss.

After numbering each 'beautiful' photo, I made a voting link and put it in Moments.It is also written that the three winners who finally won the championship will be given red envelopes.

"Quiet and quiet!" Zhuang Aiguo held up the little red flag he received at the scenic spot on the National Day last year: "The first round of the Pig King Contest, the little pig run is about to start!"

The scene was still in chaos, the piglets howled and the adults coaxed.

Zhuang Aiguo yelled twice more, but the yelling was so loud that it had no effect.

Zhuang Xiaoduo couldn't stand it anymore, hugged the little pig and roared: "Quiet—!"

People stopped, pigs didn't.

"Let's start directly, pigs don't understand." Tang Huai said helplessly.

After Zhuang Aiguo called the number, the top five contestants were pinned to the ground by the owner. Following Zhuang Aiguo's order, the little pig ran wildly... to every corner, but he didn't rush to the finish line.

The other employees laughed loudly, gloating at the few employees who were chasing the pigs.

The second batch set off, and a little piglet ran almost to the end of the track. After hearing his master yelling "Niu Yu", he turned around and ran back excitedly.

"Are you a dog?!" After the employee finished speaking, he rushed to the finish line, and Xiaozhu followed, and finally ranked first with a time of 16 minute and [-] seconds.

Zhuang Xiaoduo, Tang Huai, and Gongsun He's pigs all participated in the last round.

Zhuang Aiguo's pig had failed miserably and rushed back to the pigpen by himself, so he helped press Gongsun He's pig.

"Three, two, one, run!" Zhuang Aiguo ordered.

"Hey, don't fight!" Zhuang Xiaoduo and Zhuang Aiguo exclaimed at the same time, wanting to hold down the two little pigs who started to fight when they disagreed.

Zhuang Xiaoduo's Chating Yidianhei and Gongsun He's Lightning Pig Man entangled and screamed all the way, and were finally sent back to the pigsty by Zhuang Xiaoduo.

When he came back, Tang Huai's chubby man surrounded Tang Huai's feet, pushing his martin boots with his wet pig's nose.

Tang Huai was speechless.

Zhuang Xiaoduo leaned into his ear, said with a smirk, "Do you know about fetishes/feet/fetishes?"

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