Dressed as the uncle of farming culture

"Six hundred," Xiao Le said with a deep expression on his face, "The next time my third uncle gives me another four hundred, it will be exactly one thousand. I support installment payment."

Third Uncle Xiao almost sprayed a mouthful of old blood on Xiao Le's face.

Is this a loan or a protection fee?

Thinking of the protection fee, Uncle Xiao remembered that when Xiao Le was a teenager, didn't he collect protection fees from many children in the village?

Thinking of this, Uncle Xiao swallowed his refusal, nodded tremblingly, "I'll take it for you right now."

"Okay, okay," Xiao Le nodded.

After Third Uncle Xiao brought six red notes, Xiao Le smiled and squinted his eyes while counting, "My little golden bull was bought for [-], but this year's gold price has risen a bit, and the total price has risen to [-]." Three."

Third Uncle Xiao froze.

Xiao Le seemed not to notice, shook the ticket in his hand, got up and said, "I'm leaving, Uncle."

"Go slowly," said Uncle Xiao dryly.

When he walked to the gate of the courtyard, Xiao Le turned his head back with a smile, "Oh, I'm only 1 yuan short of making up for the loss of my little Taurus."

"Really? It's better to find the little golden bull as soon as possible."

Uncle Xiao couldn't wait to throw the little golden bull in the cabinet at Xiao Le's face immediately.

"If I get it back, just like the method I told you just now, put people on the fire. If the villagers don't allow it, then I have to send it to the police station. Anyway, the loss of more than 1 yuan is completely okay. Jailed."

After speaking, Xiao Le laughed again, "Third Uncle, keep an eye out for me. If you find the location of the little golden bull, you must tell me."

This time it's really gone.

But Third Uncle Xiao had no appetite, and he regretted more than once why he wanted to steal something from Xiao Le's neck in the first place!

Now it's all right, Xiao Jinniu can't let Xiao Le "discover" and pick it up now, but this kid still takes money from him.

It's impossible to say that he doesn't know about Little Taurus. Thinking of this, Uncle Xiao went into the kitchen with a dark face, holding the bowl and chopsticks. After a while, fierce quarrels erupted in the kitchen.

And Xiao Le took the 600 yuan, returned home happily, and put the 600 yuan on the table domineeringly, "Third uncle lent it to me."

"Lend it to you? How did you lend it to you?"

Xiao Le explained in detail what he said about the little golden cow in front of Uncle Xiao, and the eyes of Xiao Ma and others looking at the 600 yuan gradually changed.

"Okay, sure enough, there are ghosts in my heart!"

Xiao Wei gritted his teeth.

"Here's the money," Mama Xiao raised her chin, "I'll see when he takes out the little golden bull!"

"I don't think he dares," Yu Dan snorted softly, "Does he still dare to put him in jail? If he can spit out the equivalent amount, it's already good."

"I don't charge interest?"

Xiao Le took two hundred for Yu Dan and Xiao Ma, and then distributed one hundred to Xiao Wei, and kept one hundred for himself.

"I'll give you pocket money," he said as if he was a big boss, making the three of them laugh.

But I was really reluctant to give it back to him, after all, it was the first time Xiao Le gave them money.

"I'll be filial to my good third uncle every few days."

As soon as Xiao Le finished speaking, he received strong support from the three of them.

After Xiao Le went back to his room to sleep.

Xiao Wei held the 100 yuan with a happy expression on his face.

"When I think that my third uncle can't even eat, I'm happy."

Yu Dan also took the two hundred and waved it in front of Xiao Wei, "Oh, why do my mother and I have one more card than you?"

"You are lesbians, and you hold the power at home," Xiao Wei complimented, making the two of them laugh so hard.

After returning to their rooms, Xiao's mother put the 200 yuan in the pillow, and Xiao Wei and Yu Dan put the money next to their piggy bank.

"This money can't be used, it has to be offered."

Xiao Wei said.

"What confession? Speak well," Yu Dan glared at him, and Xiao Wei quickly changed his words.

"Collection!"

As for Xiao Le's 100 yuan, he went to buy a pack of cigarettes the next day, packed a case of beer and came back, leaving a little change to buy two packs of melon seeds and potato chips.

It wasn't long after he came back to eat melon seeds, he went to squat at Mo Cheng's again, and gave the pack of cigarettes to him by the way.

"Where did the money come from?"

Mo Cheng asked after taking it.

"Uncle, in your eyes I am poor?"

Xiao Le was dissatisfied.

"Not poor, you will be the one who will build a small villa in the future," Mo Cheng opened the cigarette, gave one to Uncle Zhang, and smoked one himself.

Xiao Le looked at him.

Mo Cheng exhaled smoke rings, raised his eyebrows and said, "People who practice martial arts cannot smoke."

"Then you still smoke!"

His calf was starting to ache again.

The whole person felt a little unable to persevere, but he did not relax and persisted.

Hearing this, Mo Cheng said a little bit, "I've already practiced, by the way, there is one more request, you answer it seriously."

"Say!"

Xiao Le's forehead began to sweat.

The whole leg is shaking.

"Are you still a child?"

Xiao Le couldn't hold back, and stood up all at once, helping the hospital wall to pant there, beads of sweat dripping off.

"What?"

He didn't even hear what Mo Cheng said.

"Are you still a virgin?"

Mo Cheng's pretty fingers shook the cigarette ash lightly, looking very charming.

Xiao Le blushed, "I, I..."

Want to brag, but don't know how.

Mo Cheng chuckled, "It seems so, it's very good, young people have to protect themselves well, don't vent some things so early."

The word leak seemed to be biting harder, and Xiao Le became angry when he heard it, "Of course I know how to keep myself clean! What about you? You are so old, is it possible that you are still a young chicken?"

"How can you say boy chicken?" Mo Cheng sighed softly, "Everyone is the same, you should also say that I keep myself clean."

"Tsk, I don't believe it."

Xiao Le rubbed his legs and squatted again.

"Do not believe?"

Mo Cheng threw the cigarette butt into the trash can at the entrance of the main room, walked forward, bent down to meet Xiao Le's eyes, and said with a chuckle, "How do you want uncle to prove it to you?"

"This, how can this be proved?"

Xiao Le didn't want to talk dirty with him.

"How should I put it?" Mo Cheng suddenly leaned into his ear, with a lingering and ambiguous voice, "See what you see."

Xiao Le leaned back, but turned his head over. If Mo Cheng hadn't grabbed his waist, he would have fallen to the ground.

"Are you so happy?"

Mo Cheng laughed even harder.

Xiao Le bared him and pushed him away, "I'm going back!"

"Remember to cut bamboo tomorrow," Mo Cheng slowly followed behind him, watching the back of the small bridge and shouted, "If you don't come, you will have to deduct wages."

The man who had already reached the small bridge staggered, nearly fell, and then ran faster and angrier.

"So cute."

Mo Cheng leaned against the courtyard door and smiled.

Xiao Le had a dream that night.

In the dream, Mo Cheng was lying on the bed, holding Xiao Le's hand, and then came out. Panting, Mo Cheng grabbed the back of his head, forced him to watch, and asked, "Do you believe me?"

When Xiao Le woke up, he was ashamed to death.

I took a cold shower early in the morning.

Before the family members found out, they washed the clothes and sheets clean.

After he had breakfast and left, Xiao Wei glanced at the sheets in the yard with a lewd look, "I've grown up."

Yu Dan kicked him.

Xiao Wei became more normal now.

Looking at Xiao Le, who was chopping bamboo like a man, Mo Cheng touched his chin. This kid blushed when he met him, and he didn't say much after that, and he didn't dare to look him in the eye.

something wrong.

Xiao Le vented all his emotions on Zhu Zi, and his workload today has been greatly improved.

After the two took the bamboo to sell, they went back to eat, but when they arrived at the door of Zhang's house, Xiao Le said that he wanted to go back to eat.

"why?"

Mo Cheng frowned.

"How can there be so many reasons? I want to eat the food made by my sister-in-law, can't I?"

Xiao Le snorted lightly.

"But you have been eating at my house recently, are you sure you have cooked your meals at home?"

Xiao Le hesitated. It was getting hotter and hotter, and the family didn't like to eat leftovers, so they cooked according to the population.

"If uncle said something yesterday that made you unhappy," Mo Cheng stepped forward and grabbed his wrist, pulling him into the yard, "Then uncle apologizes to you, I'm sorry."

"You really apologize?"

Xiao Le pulled it, but didn't pull it back, so he could only stare at the back of his head and ask.

"Of course," Mo Cheng turned his head, "To express my apologies, let's go to the county town tomorrow morning to play and rest for half a day, what do you think?"

"real?!"

Xiao Le's eyes lit up instantly.

"The motorcycle is there, can I tell a lie?"

"That's all right, I forgive you."

Xiao Le said generously.

After eating, Xiao Le started squatting again, and the wooden stick in Mo Cheng's hand flickered there.

Xiao Le glanced at him warily, "Don't accidentally poke my butt again."

Mo Cheng looked innocent, "Am I that careless?"

You've poked them all, and you still say such innocent things!

Xiao Le glared at him.

Seeing this, following the owner's thoughts, the wooden stick deliberately stretched towards Xiao Le's waist.

"you dare!"

Xiao Le said violently.

The stick was taken back.

Then Mo Cheng suddenly walked behind Xiao Le, Xiao Le stiffened, and then put down his harsh words, "If you dare to poke me, I will kill you!"

"I've always been soft and not hard," Mo Cheng clicked his tongue, and the stick poked Xiao Le's butt in the next second!

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

Xiao Le jumped up and punched Mo Cheng, Mo Cheng easily dispelled his fist, and after beating him a little, Xiao Le lay on the ground dejectedly, motionless like a dead fish.

"You touch porcelain."

Mo Cheng knelt down and said.

"I'm injured, and I can't afford it without 100 yuan," Xiao Le said self-destructively.

If you can't beat it, what can you do?

"I'll buy you some clothes tomorrow." Mo Cheng poked his face with a wooden stick, "Don't touch porcelain, get up."

"Take me to the restaurant tomorrow."

Xiao Le rolled his eyes and said again.

"Okay, get up."

Mo Cheng stretched out his big hand, Xiao Le gritted his teeth and looked at that hand, "Why are you so good at spanking? If you don't spank anywhere else, just spank your butt!"

"You do not know?"

Mo Cheng looked surprised, "Which child in this village doesn't spank? I'm your uncle. The elders beat the younger ones, and they all like spanking, and the butt has a lot of flesh. Not to mention the quick recovery after spanking, and it doesn't hurt the bones."

Xiao Le's face was numb.

"But I didn't expect that either," Mo Cheng said after pulling him up, "You look so thin, but you really have a lot of meat on your butt."

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"

Just as Xiao Le was about to rush over, Mo Cheng stretched out his hand, scaring Xiao Le to cover his butt and rush out of the courtyard.

"See you at eight o'clock tomorrow morning."

Mo Cheng shouted at his back.

"See you numb!"

Grumpy Xiaole vomits dirty online.