Great Power Army Reclamation

In the past, cursing was an art for women. The most powerful women in rural areas at that time could block your door and curse you for three days.

The key is that when they curse, they don't just curse, they basically curse whatever comes to mind, and it also has a storyline.

Experts can also curse with rhythm and rhyme, making the onlookers listen with gusto and reluctant to leave until it's time to eat.

Of course, this situation basically does not happen in the Corps. After all, it is a military establishment. But now that Du Xiuying is not working, she is no longer afraid of those rules and regulations. Who else could do anything to her?

When Du Xiuying was a girl in her hometown, she was famous for swearing. It’s just that I haven’t had the opportunity to perform for so many years.

The winery has a large immigrant population and few infrastructure workers. Most of the migrant population comes from the rural areas in the interior. One look at her posture and it's obvious what she is going to do? They all stopped curiously to see who she was going to scold.

"Zhou Guihua, you are neither a man nor a woman, a half-mad, half-stupid pest. You said you have a bad crush on whoever you like, but you still want to chase after our honest and docile National Day. Why don't you do the same? Look in the mirror and see if your squashed persimmon face is worthy of my son?"

Du Xiuying scolded her while patting her thighs to give herself a pat. Don't forget the rhythm when breaking sentences.

The workers were all interested at first, but until Du Xiuying mentioned his name, these guys were dumbfounded.

When two tigers fight, one of them will be injured! This woman must have some skills for daring to offend the tigress in the winery, but no one dared to watch her lively words, and she could easily get bloody.

But before people could go far, Zhou Guihua had already arrived at the gate in a hurry.

When Du Xiuying saw the main character coming out, she immediately became energetic, her voice rose an octave, and her thighs smacked loudly!

"Even if you were reincarnated and practiced for another twenty years, you still wouldn't be able to enter our Ma family..."

But as soon as she said this, Du Xiuying felt her body light up and her feet had already left the ground. It turned out that she had been lifted up by Zhou Guihua.

Du Xiuying is from Sichuan. At that time, people in the mountainous areas of Sichuan were relatively short. She was only 1.5 meters tall. In addition, she is not fat, so Zhou Guihua carries her like a chicken.

Zhou Guihua looked around for a few times, and then came to the gate. At that time, the great masters used steel and welded iron fence gates, and the tops were all pointed javelin heads.

It is impossible to verify who invented this style. Anyway, it is still useful at this time.

The entire gate was about three meters high, and Zhou Guihua rushed up with Du Xiuying in her arms. At the top of the gate, Zhou Guihua hung the collar from the back of her neck on the head of the javelin.

With a "pop" sound, Du Xiuying was hung at the highest point of the iron gate.

Zhou Guihua took Du Xiuying's bench and sat down below to look at her: "Come on, Du Xiuying, can't you scold me? This place is high, and the whole company can hear you scold me. It's not enough if you don't scold me today!"

The workers who had already walked for a while came back again. You can see this. They were just afraid of Zhou Guihua, and now that the factory director had the advantage, it would be fine to watch.

But how could Du Xiuying still scold her? The whole person is like a bastard who has been caught by the lid, with only his limbs dangling there.

It's really insecure to have a collar hanging on the back of your neck three meters high. Don't curse at this time, all you can do is tremble.

As the news spread, the crowd of onlookers grew. This damn thing has directly become a scene of infrastructure construction, killing people. By the time Ma Hongkui and his son arrived, they were already surrounded by people.

Seeing the arrival of her husband and son, Du Xiuying, who was so frightened that her face lost all color, seemed to have seen a savior and cried: "Get me down quickly, I peed my pants."

Everyone really didn't pay attention at first, but when they looked at her lower body, sure enough, some liquid was dripping out along the legs of her pants.

Ma Guoqing glanced at Zhou Guihua timidly and said weakly: "Can you put my mother down first?"

Zhou Guihua is angry, how can she be given face? He glared and cursed: "She blocked the door just now and scolded me. What did you do? If you keep blabbering, believe it or not, I'll hang you up too?"

Ma Guoqing shrank his neck in fright and did not dare to speak. When Du Xiuying saw her son being so cowardly, she glared and was about to scold him. But looking at his wet pants, he shut up.

Ma Hongkui looked at his wife with a complicated expression and sighed secretly. To be honest, he really didn't want to care about this matter. Since marrying this woman, how much trouble has she caused? He even did a lot of stupid things himself.

It's actually not a bad thing if someone can teach her a lesson today and let her have a better memory. Otherwise, I really don’t know what else this woman can do?

It's just that she is his wife after all, she is several decades old, and it is not good for so many people to watch her like a monkey. The person she was humiliating was no longer her own, the whole family had been humiliated by her.

So he looked at Zhou Guihua and asked in a somewhat reserved tone: "Girl, can you put your aunt down?"

Zhou Guihua obviously couldn't reprimand Ma Hongkui like she did Ma Guoqing, but she obviously didn't want to let such a shrew go. After pondering for a moment, he said to Ma Hongkui: "Uncle Ma, she is not my aunt. My aunt will not block the factory gate to scold me like this."

"Then what do you think we should do? She scolded you, and you have hung her on the door for so long. The matter must be resolved, right?" Ma Hongkui asked helplessly.

Zhou Guihua rolled her eyes a few times, and then she suddenly showed a hint of surprise, as if she had thought of some good idea, and smiled:

"Uncle Ma, if she has been blocking the door and scolding me for a long time, I will definitely not be able to get married. I originally had nothing to do with Ma Guoqing, but now no one believes anything I say. I, an innocent girl, have been raped You have to give me an explanation for throwing such sewage, right?"

Ma Hongkui glanced at his son, and Ma Guoqing was also looking at him. The father and son don't know how to give this explanation?

"Don't even think about it. You don't know anything about my son. Otherwise, why wouldn't I scold others instead of scolding you?" Seeing her husband and son being treated like grandsons, Du Xiuying, who was hanging on the door, couldn't help but think again. He cursed loudly.

"Okay, you are awesome. Come over to Ma Guoqing. Am I qualified to be your wife?" Zhou Guihua grabbed Ma Guoqing next to her, put her arms around his neck and asked.

Ma Guoqing was so strangled that he almost couldn't breathe. He didn't even hear clearly what Zhou Guihua asked. He nodded hastily: "Yes, yes!"

Seeing Ma Guoqing nod, Zhou Guihua's face showed a smile, and her eyes turned to Ma Hongkui: "Uncle Ma, you see, Auntie and Guoqing have admitted this, do you have any objection to me being your daughter-in-law?"

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