Apocalyptic Tundra Age

Standing on the side, Xu Zhonglei could see clearly. Xu Dali was panting like a cow, exhaled viciously, and organized his words to curse back fiercely, at least to give the two people in front of him a look.

"Xu Chuang? If I remember correctly, I'm already in junior high school, so you were born? Tsk tsk tsk, Wang Jiating's husband just died a few days ago, and he's looking for a new one? A kid with no hair, can he satisfy that Damn whore? Brother, I don’t want to talk too much, just one sentence, Wang Jiating, in the woods behind the mountain—Is it fun for me to fuck you?”

"You little whore who is stabbed by thousands of people, you will get angry at any time. If the pencil and stick of this brat can't satisfy you, don't seduce others anymore. One leg, two catties of potatoes at a time, you and your wife will be covered Both top and bottom are full! Xu Chuang, you are still young, you can’t walk when you see this girl, but at least you can see clearly, if it’s not a woman, go to it, maybe..."

Xu Dali smiled wretchedly and said: "This kind of bus, you idiot treat her like a treasure—the old saying is good, sister-in-law is good, sister-in-law is wonderful, I will fuck sister-in-law!"

As soon as these words were said, the atmosphere in the room instantly heated up. Xu Bin and Xu Hui gossiped loudly, talking about Wang Jiating's various bed partners, and even the details of the work were vividly described. lifelike.

Cheng Yuming couldn't take it anymore, and said in shock, "These people lived in the last century? Xu Dali is too vicious to spread rumors. He can't snatch a strong young man from him, so he pours dirty water all over him. I'm piss, blah blah!"

The young couple listened to the more and more unbearable discussions, their complexions turned into liver-colored, and they were so angry that they couldn't say a word.

Xu Dali was complacent, looked at Xu Chuang with his arms crossed and said: "As the old saying goes: widows can't have it. Xu Chuang, you are an innocent boy, don't you think it's too cold to have a broken shoe? Divide it up, a broken shoe is a broken shoe, lying here Brand, how good we can do together—"

"—Okay, hello mom! I'll kill you first, you old bastard!"

Xu Chuang is not a good person in the first place, to lose face to his wife is to lose face to himself, can this be tolerated?Don't you become a turtle bastard?

He put the rice bowl on the ground with his hands, shouted loudly, and threw his head and face on Xu Dali, and the two of them fell to the ground together, making teeth-stinging sounds of bones hitting the ground.

People are thin these days, and they don't have any fat to buffer, plus the weight of an adult man, Xu Dali was knocked out of his wits, and he was stunned in an instant.

The pottery bowl in Xu Dali's hand fell to Xu Zhonglei's feet and fell to pieces.

"Your mouth stinks, right? I told you to vomit all your shit out!"

Xu Chuang viciously clenched his fist and threw it on Xu Dali's body, like a wooden stake tamping the ground.

"What are you doing!"

"Don't fight!"

"It's easy to talk if you have something to say."

……

In a fight in the countryside, there is always a wave of persuading people, standing in the way of the fighters, but they dare not use their strength to fight. They pretend to protect the face of both sides and the clan, but they don't use any strength. They only speak tolerantly and generously. That's it.

Wang Jiating was able to avoid Xu Dali's harassment before, so naturally she is not afraid now, but in order to maintain her little white flower personality, she has been holding back, and now the crowd is all gathered together, and she is left behind as the client.

Seeing the little space leaking from the gap between the big guy's legs, Wang Jiating probably grasped the situation, then rolled her eyes, and messed with her carefully groomed hair, like a lunatic, only burrowing into the crowd, running Crying and shouting:

"Stop hitting, if you hit again, you will die!"

After finally catching up with the scene of the fight, Lihua led the rain to look at the two people who were in a mess: "Hey, stop fighting, don't hurt your peace because of me, Xu Dali, don't be impulsive!"

With sharp eyes and quick hands, he found the key part of Xu Dali's lower body, and kicked it down!

In just one second, the man's wailing resounded from top to bottom of the kiln!

"what--"

Thousands of turns and hundreds of times, the lingering sound lingers on the beam, it is very beautiful.

Wang Jiating knew that she had found the right place, and she was determined to destroy this dog man today, so the soles of her thick cotton boots crushed her to death with more force, she opened her cherry mouth and cried: "Xu Chuang—your face, your face How did you get hurt, Doctor Zeng—"

Then he fell down crying and fell headfirst on Xu Chuang's back.

See if I don't step on your balls!

Xu Dali's resisting movements weakened, and Li Ping received two more punches from Xu Chuang. Seeing that the situation was wrong, Xu Zhiping forced his way into the center and pulled the two fighting people apart.

Even after the battle was over, Xu Dali couldn't get up by himself. He was in so much pain that he was unconscious, covering his lower body and rolling all over the floor, his face was pale and cold with sweat.

The arena was too noisy, and most people didn't see what was going on at all, but when they saw the part Xu Dali was covering, they immediately understood, and Qi Qi took more than half a step back, brows and heart twitching in pain.

My god, Xu Chuang is really ruthless!

Compared with the major events for his children and grandchildren, the bruises on Xu Chuang's face turned into minor wounds, completely unworthy of Dr. Zeng's care.

At this time, the audience was silent, only Xu Dali's crying and Wang Jiating's crying were so sincere, I felt sorry for them.

"Dad! Here we come, the ice cubes have been dug!" Zeng Cheng was ordered by his father to dig out the snow and ice, and he walked in excitedly with a bag full of things, which brought the atmosphere of the audience alive.

"Come here, help me, drag him to a warmer place, take off his pants, let me see..."

Cheng Yuming didn't want his family to see that thing, so he pulled Xu Cheng and Xu Zhonglei aside, Xu Zhonglei wanted to see the casualties, after all, it's not common for eggs to explode, so he struggled to get inside.

"Why pull me? Let me be careful."

Cheng Yuming smiled and threatened: "We still have children, brother---! What do you want to see, and you want to take a closer look? Mine doesn't look good? Are you dissatisfied?"

"It's not... I've seen the whole thing too much, and I want to see the broken ones..." Xu Zhonglei had no intention of pleading, but seeing Cheng Yuming's gloomy expression, he immediately shut up and said, "I can't look at Cheng Cheng, because I get corns after watching too much. Let's go back Oops, I'll go back and check your homework..."

The longer we get along, the more Xu Zhonglei desires to survive.Cheng Yuming was holding the big spoon at home, and was still sleeping next to him, and Xu Zhonglei would have a hard time if he handled the top and bottom a little bit.He could only restrain his curiosity forcibly, and dragged Xu Cheng home...

So—is Xu Dali abolished or abolished?

Be cautious in your words and deeds, talk loudly!

Dr. Zeng didn't come to a conclusion in the end. It was like watching a TV series that had been watched for dozens of days and divided the ending into three days.The one who had just warned himself to be cautious in his words and deeds immediately pulled people to talk again.

There is only one point of contention: Is Xu Dali okay?

Xu Zhonglei didn't know about this, but when he went to the kiln the next day, the atmosphere was quite delicate.

The people in the village are calm on the face, and the inner drama has actually finished [-] episodes of the TV series.

Xu Dali didn't come, and he didn't even miss his free lunch. Could it be... so sad that he couldn't eat anymore?

The remaining two protagonists of the fight did not come, but Dr. Zeng and Zeng Cheng came on time, tsk tsk tsk.

Faced with gossiping eyes, Dr. Zeng picked up a piece of wood waiting to be shavingd, and said leisurely: "I don't know yet, I need to observe it for a few days."

The professional doctor replied that he was professional, and he did not leak a single word.

Under the eaves of the drying house in the Xu family's old house village, the hottest topic went round and round, and this Nikkei question finally got a definite result!

Xu Hui, who was the most well-informed, held the pottery cup in his hand, took a sip of hot water, his eyes gleamed with gossip, and sighed deeply: "Keep it."

"It actually survived?!"

Ah hello, it's all men who don't feel the same way, why do you still look very regretful?

Xu Hui breathed water again, and said mysteriously: "The things are preserved, but it's not sure whether they can be used! I see Xuan! Xu Dali is only 37 this year, and he still has decades of miserable life to live." ! Xu Chuang, a bastard, is too heavy-handed."

He sympathized with people's misfortune, but in fact he wished things could get worse.

This small gossip group is actually a few bachelors in the village who have nothing to do to talk together. In order to save some firewood, they not only stay here during the day, but sometimes the village chief brings a quilt to rest at night.

The number of people in the drying room is variable, and when there are many gay men in the village, they gather together to chat in full swing, playing poker and mahjong, which is much better than being alone at home, and having fun on their own.

Even Xu Zhonglei, the founder of the drying room, did not expect that this function is similar to a hut for refuge, and eventually it will evolve into a place like a bar or a billiard hall, where guests come and go, making endless noise day and night.

But Xu Hui, that is the eternal king of this bar, except for three meals when he goes home for a meal, he is here all the time, talking loudly of all kinds of gossip and pornographic jokes, amidst the praises of everyone Be ecstatic.

It is also a strange thing that the one with the most family members loves to hang out more.

"My place~Brother Jiang Hai~ is a good comparison~ah~ah~ah~~ Sister Hu, my wife—"

After the gossip, Xu Hui felt comfortable all over. Seeing the smoke rising from the kitchen in the distance and almost drinking the boiling water in his hand, he went home humming a local flower drum opera.

"Tan Huan—is lunch ready? Is it ready?" He opened his mouth and yelled habitually as soon as he opened the door of his house.

The 70-year-old father is tossing wood in the yard, and the 65-year-old mother is sitting cross-legged on the big kang in the living room, hugging his seven-year-old son and talking——

It seems that the earthquake and the heavy snow turned out to be a great thing. He Xu Hui is no longer a wimp, and he is living a happy life like a fairy!