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Ma Dong listened with relish as he understood everything. If that was the case, then the village chief, Gao Ming Lou, would have to eat more of this dried eel. He, who had been running all over the village to find a woman, must have consumed a lot of energy.

When he thought of the Tower of Excellence, Ma Dong thought of Zhang Cui Cui. Last night, she had said that she would be coming to the orchard to look for him today. Perhaps there would be some good news. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"I'm laughing at your ass!" Ma Ping raised his hand, feigning to hit Ma Dong. "What does this shitty kid know?"

Ma Dong withdrew his head and ran into the house to look for his younger brother, Ma Erbao. He had some delicious snacks there that he could pinch a few times to try.

"Is breakfast ready?" Putting his hands on his hips, Ma Ping said to his woman, Qin Xiaoling, "One day's work is in the morning. Eat well and work early."

"I'm done. I'll be on the table now." Qin Xiaoling walked out of the kitchen with a bowl of porridge.

Not long after, they began to eat breakfast.

Ma Ping ate fast. He left the table and went into the cow-shed, dragging a few shovels and tossing them into the yard with a "clang". "Dong Zi, find something convenient for us to eat later. We need to clear the gutter today."

"I even got a book to drink!" Ma Dong chewed on his pickled vegetables. He still hadn't forgotten Fan Dawei's words from last night.

"What wedding wine is it for you to drink?" Qin Xiaoling asked.

"Believe him, isn't Little Bing of the Fan family getting into the top tier in the county? Last night when he went to the village to buy mosquitoes, he ran into a branch. He was drunk and said he was going to drink today, so he really did believe it." Ma Ping burped, "What's more, even if I were to go, I wouldn't be able to do it empty-handed."

"Who said I was drunk!" Ma Ping had barely finished speaking when Fan Dawei walked into the room with his head held high.

"Yo, Fan Yiming, come in and sit." Ma Ping hurriedly went up to greet him. He took out the cigarette he was reluctant to smoke and handed it over.

"Put your cigarettes away and smoke mine today." Fan Dawei pushed away Ma Ping's hand and took out "Yuxi". "This box is worth a lot of money."

"Aiyo, isn't it a pity that I smoke this cigarette?" Ma Ping took the cigarette and lit it for Fan Dawei.

"Fan Qiancai, did you eat? Didn't you eat a bowl of porridge in your room?" Qin Xiaoling also walked out. "Did you come over to my house for something, Vice President Fan?"

"Of course, why would I be here for nothing?" Fan Dawei took a beautiful drag on his cigarette. "I came to invite Dong Zi over for a drink. No matter what, he's still Xiao Bing's classmate. Since Xiao Bing is going to the county's high school today, it's time for her to celebrate."

"Like I said, no one in our village has ever gone to the county to study in high school. If Little Ice does it, that would be our village's face!" In the past, you would be considered an Elementary Scholar! " Ma Dong grabbed the biscuit and walked into the courtyard as he ate.

"Haha, don't you think Dong Zi really knows how to talk? This kid will definitely have some potential in the future." Fan Dawei grinned and laughed.

"He still has some potential. He hasn't even finished middle school." Ma Ping had a smile on his face. "It's already good enough for him to be able to support himself in the future. There's no need to talk about future prospects."

"Peace, you're wrong about that, right? You can't just watch him die. You have to think for yourself. Maybe one day Dong Zi will turn around and knock your chin off." Fan Dawei said seriously.

"Ah, Fan Qijian, you really know how to say, high skill is high skill." Qin Xiaoling spoke up for him.

"Alright then, I won't say anymore. I'll have Dong Zi come to my house for a drink this afternoon." After Fan Dawei finished speaking, he walked away. When he reached the door, he turned around and pointed at something, "Remember, don't let Dong Zi take you anywhere, just empty-handed is fine."

"Aiya, Fan Qianyu, you really are something. Thank you for thinking so highly of our Dong Zi." Ma Ping smiled as he saw Fan Dawei out of the door. When he turned around to enter, his face immediately turned long. "Ai, I got another hundred dollars. I won't miss a single one of those."

"Didn't he say to not let Dong Zi bring anything?" Qin Xiaoling asked.

"No idea!" Ma Ping straightened his back with a domineering look on his face, "Long hair, short experience! Listen up, don't you see that he doesn't forget to look after you when he is about to leave? "

Qin Xiaoling thought it was right, but she didn't want to be ridiculed by Ma Ping. "Just say it. What are you trying to do? Use it at night if you have the energy!"

"Where do I get my energy?" These words made Ma Ping shrink back and change the topic. "Mm, spending a bit of money is also good. When the end of the year arrives, I'll ask him for a few acres of land. Let's see if he gives me face."

Ma Dong didn't care about what they were nagging about and continued to munch on the pancake.

Ma Ping walked into the room and fished out a hundred dollar bill from under his bed. He shook it with a crisp sound. "Dong Zi, take this money. When you go drink at noon, don't forget to give Fan Qijian some books."

Ma Dong ran over in a flash and extended his hand to receive the money. "Godfather, don't worry. This money won't go to waste."

"You don't need to worry about the white flowers. Quickly finish eating and go work in the orchard." Ma Ping turned around and went back into the barn, dragging out a spray. "Why don't you go to the paddy field and get some medicine."

"It's said on TV, Zhuang …" Crops are harvested for pesticides, so it's not good for humans to eat them. " Ma Dong's mouth was filled with large cakes.

"If you don't take potions, then all the crops will be eaten by bugs! What are you still eating for!" Ma Ping carried the spray on his back and left. Just as he was about to leave, he turned around and said, "Son of a bitch, why don't we get a dried eel to burn at noon to save some energy?"

"Alright, hurry up and go back to work, you can't stop nagging." Qin Xiaoling said impatiently.

Ma Ping snorted coldly and left. Ma Dong had also finished his biscuit. He picked up a shovel and was about to leave the house.

"Dong'zi, wait a moment." Qin Xiaoling came out of the kitchen with a pancake in her hand. "Digging the ground is physical work. Take it to eat."

"I'm full, godmother." Ma Dong looked gratefully at Qin Xiaoling. He felt that Qin Xiaoling was the only one who cared for him right now.

"Take them along when you're full. They'll be hungry in a while."

"No, godmother! I have to eat something good with my stomach left! Why don't I bring Er Bao over as well?"

"Bring what? You don't have to bring it, save others from speaking. Just eat your fill."

Ma Dong didn't say anything further. He carried the shovel out of the house and headed towards the orchard.

The sun was just a little higher, and he was already feeling the heat.

"It seems like it's going to be a lot hotter today." Ma Dong walked on the road listlessly.

The corn stalks have grown, the sticks have grown, and are ready to fill up with granules. At the same time, the rice stalks were almost half as tall as a man, and the pods were bulging. Looking at these crops, Ma Dong felt a sense of familiarity. He couldn't help reaching out to pinch a handful of yellow bean pod into his pocket and then put it into his pocket.

After walking for a short while, Ma Dong felt thirsty. He turned his head and looked around to see that there was no one around. Corn straw can be sturdy, water is very strong, can quench thirst.

Picking up a thick and straight root, Ma Dong broke it in half with a shovel. He quickly stripped off all the leaves and started chewing on them with the straw." Damn, it's so sweet, it's definitely even sweeter than the sugar cane Little Ice nibbles at! " He sat on the spade handle and enjoyed himself.

He ate three sections in a row and was finally thirsty. Ma Dong grabbed the remaining knots and exited the corn field. When he raised his head, he saw a man walking in his direction. He immediately became alert. When he focused his eyes, he discovered that it was Shanzi's mother, Yang Hui Ying. Looking again, there seemed to be something wrong. This piece of cornfield seemed to belong to Shan Wazi's family.

What should he do? Wasn't he being led by Yang Hui Ying?

Ma Dong subconsciously hid the corn stalks behind him and braced himself to welcome her. "Aunt Ah, are you here to take a look?"

Yang Huiying smiled, revealing two dimples, "Let me pick some green bean pods, I want to eat fried beans." Xiao Kang was Shan Wazi's real name. Everyone called him Shan Wazi because he often made jokes when he talked and when he didn't think. Because of this, Shan Wazi's father, Zhao Dahe, had been discussing with Yang Hui Ying about the need for a smarter one.

"I saw that he caught a dried eel in the morning, and he still eats fried beans?" Ma Dong snickered.

Yang Hui Ying also smiled but did not reply. When she reached her own corn field and saw the traces of corn, she turned to look at Ma Dong and pointed at him. "Dong Zi, you've harmed my family's corn again, haven't you?"

Ma Dong's face reddened a little. However, he wasn't too worried because Yang Hui Ying was a respectable person who didn't curse or beat people. At least, that was what he thought. Yang Hui Ying liked to roll his hair up into a bun and put it behind his head in a very proper manner. His face was also very pretty, especially when he smiled.

"Aunt, I only shoveled one tree, and it's only a small one."

"What about the sticks?"

"Throw it on the ground."

"Look, isn't this a crime? That bract was brought home to be boiled and savored. What a pity to throw it away!" With that said, Yang Huiying bent down and entered the corn field.

At this moment, Ma Dong thought back to what his foster mother had said before breakfast. Yang Hui Ying had a protruding front and a thin middle, not a single bit of it was false. When he saw those female models on TV, he would tell Yamada that if your mother wore so little, she would look better than the women on TV. Yamaguchi had always been thinking about how his mother often wore so little. Every time this happened, Ma Dong would open his eyes wide and ask when he was going to wear so little. Shan Youzi blinked, saying that it was time for him to sleep.

After a short while, Yang Hui Ying came out of the corn field with three large corn cobs in his hand. He saw Ma Dong still standing on the ground, leaning on a shovel and lost in thought.

"Dong Zi, have you lost your soul?" Yang Hui Ying said with a smile.

Ma Dong blanked out for a moment before chuckling. "Aunt, you're the best woman in the village!"

Yang Hui blushed. "Child, what nonsense are you talking about? What do you know!"

"You're good-looking, and you don't curse." Ma Dong stared at Yang Hui Ying, his eyes unblinking. "If it were any other woman, she would definitely scold me for ruining my crops. Maybe she'd even chase me for a while."

"Hur hur." Yang Hui Ying laughed, "Just like that?"

"That's right!" After Ma Dong finished speaking, he turned around and walked away with the shovel in his hand. He had no choice but to leave. If he stayed here, he wouldn't be able to cover up the shed. He'd be making a fool of himself.

When they reached the orchard, the sun was already high in the sky. Waves of heat came and went, and the people on the trees were shouting with their lives on the line. Ma Dong narrowed his eyes and looked at the treetops. "What the f * ck do you know? Did you hear me and shouted 'know' every day? Do you know what I want to do?" I want to be f * cking close with Shan Wazi, you know! "