Ma Xiaole left and went back to his hometown. This time he returned to the village and did not get the expected relaxing effect. On the contrary, he became even more angry. Even Tian Xiao'e made fun of him, which was really a bit irritating.

However, the successive cold receptions and blows made Ma Xiaole learn to lie dormant. He stayed silent in the office, doing whatever he had to do, and immersed himself in reading books and newspapers when he had nothing to do. He ignored other people's affairs and allowed them to make noises. The only thing he paid attention to was

He was thinking about how to raise the tax revenue of the village. However, this matter was not easy and a solution could not be found in a short time, so he was not too anxious until everything was stable.

Slowly, life stabilized, but there was another thing that made Ma Xiaole feel embarrassed: It was the end of the year, and the Spring Festival holiday was about to take place. Should I go back to the village or not? Go back, it is really not a happy thing, because

Women like Tian Xiao'e and Gu Meiyu make him feel a little untouchable; but there seems to be no reason not to go back. They are all on vacation, so why are they still staying in the countryside? Although there are people who want to stay on duty, there is no need.

He and those who live in family homes are rushing to be on duty, because there is nothing to do on duty, there is no delay in eating, drinking and having fun, and they can get so much overtime pay.

After thinking about it until the holiday, Ma Xiaole finally decided to stay, just using this quiet time to think about tax matters. If this matter can be done, Feng Yishan will be satisfied and will definitely take him seriously. At that time, he

Just replenish your confidence and stop pretending to be immobile.

Ma Xiaole cleaned the dormitory well. He was going to spend the New Year here, so he had to give it a new look. He swept up a pile of rubbish, put it in a dustpan and took it out, and then wandered into the dormitory. His colleague Lao Wang suddenly

He called out to him and said someone was looking for him at the door.

Who would come looking for me at this time? Ma Xiaole muttered, and when he walked to the gate, he saw it was Ma Changgen, "Dad, didn't I ask someone to deliver a message? I won't go home to celebrate the New Year this year."

"You brat, don't talk about going home for the New Year!" Ma Changgen looked excited and took out a piece of red cloth from his pocket. His hands were trembling with excitement. After opening the red cloth, he pinched a small piece and it was clear.

The little reddish thing shouted at Ma Xiaole: "Look what this is!"

"What? It's like glass candy." Ma Xiaole disagreed and reached out to pick it up.

"Be careful!" Ma Changgen carefully put the small thing into Ma Xiaole's hand, "This is a dog whip!"

"Dog whip?" Ma Xiaole frowned and thought about it casually, "Whose dog has such a thing?"

"Alas!" At this point, Ma Changgen sighed, "Xiao Le, I told you not to be sad, it belongs to Ah Huang."

"Huang's?!" Ma Xiaole was startled and almost let go of the things in his hands.

Ma Changgen hurriedly covered it with both hands, "Don't fall, don't fall, this thing is precious!"

Ma Xiaole didn't hear anything about whether it was precious or not. He was just sad and sad. The last time he went back, he knew that Ah Huang was sick. He said he would come to the countryside to buy medicine and let someone take it back, but then he forgot about it. And now, Ah Huang is no longer there.

Already.

"Dad, Ah Huang is dead?" Ma Xiaole shed tears.

"Yes, he is dead and there is no cure." Ma Changgen was also very sad.

"Dad, don't lie to me. I've seen Ah Huang's thing before. It's ten to eight times as big as these. Why are there only so few left?" Ma Xiaole wiped her tears and said, "Tell me, are you lying to me?"

?Is Ah Huang okay?"

"No, I would go to the countryside to lie to you about this?" Ma Changgen lamented repeatedly, "Ah Huang is really gone."

"Then that thing isn't so small?"

"I don't know either. It turned out like this when I put it in the pot and boiled it."

"Why did you cook Ah Huang? He's an old dog for many years and he's so close. It's time to bury him properly." Ma Xiaole said, "He has been with me in the orchard for many years. Alas, how can I do that?

It’s cooked.”

"Alas, regarding this matter, I blamed my father for being confused for a moment and listening to the villagers' words." Ma Changgen said, "You don't know the situation at that time. Originally, I was really sad to see Ah Huang die, and I thought so too.

If you want to save your life, just bury it. But some people in the village said that it is not a pity to bury it. It is just about the Chinese New Year. If you hang up the tooth and peel off the skin, you can still sell it for a good price. I think about it, that Ah Huang is in Jiuquan

I probably wouldn't blame me, so I peeled off the skin and sold the meat. Someone was originally willing to pay a big price to buy Ah Huang's whip, saying that Ah Huang can even crawl a female wolf, so that guy must be super strong. But once it was peeled off,

Finally, everyone was dumbfounded. Ahuang's penis was big, not red like other dog whips. It was completely black and emitted waves of stench. People said it must be broken, and maybe it was still there.

It's poisonous, so I should just carry it and throw it into the river and wash it away. I thought about how our Ah Huang didn't take any poison and nothing special happened, so how could the whip be poisonous? That's it, I mentioned

I went to the river and put it in the dry grass."

"You took it home and cooked it after that?" Ma Xiaole was a little surprised, and it took him a long time to interject.

"Yes." Ma Changgen nodded, "You don't know the cooking scene at that time, it was really weird!"

"How is it weird?"

"I took the dog whip back at that time, thinking that if I put more water in the pot, I might be able to take a bite after boiling it." Ma Changgen said very excitedly, "But guess what, the full pot of water turned black in the end.

It was red and black, and there was a fishy smell in the whole stove, which made me have to run out for air. Later, the smell dissipated, and I picked the dog whip in the pot with a fork, but I didn't pick it. Finally, I put it

After scooping out all the water in the pot, I saw this half finger-sized thing at the bottom of the pot. It was crystal clear. Your godmother said that this thing is definitely not a good thing and asked me to throw it away. How can I throw it away?

It was easy to come up with such a small amount, but I was also afraid that this thing would be poisonous by accident, so I cut off a small piece as big as a fingernail and put it in a wine bottle and soaked it for a few days."

Ma Xiaole thought he was listening to a weird story, so he blinked and asked, "What happened next?"

"Hehe!" Ma Changgen turned around and looked around to make sure there was no one else, and whispered, "Just last night, I drank a small glass of wine during dinner, and I was so energetic that I fell asleep. After so many years, I finally fell asleep completely and proudly.

We have achieved a decisive victory! Your godmother, you are so kind to me today!" Ma Changgen said this with a proud look on his face, like a warrior returning home in triumph from all over the world!

Ma Xiaole is a clever guy. When he heard this, he immediately clenched his palms and grabbed the little dog whip in his hand, "Dad, what you said is true?!"

"You brat, why did I lie to you?" Ma Changgen said in a loving tone, "Xiao Le, since you were kicked by Jin Zhu, it has been hard for you in the past two years, so I have been in a hurry all morning.

Come here, maybe this thing can cure you!" After saying that, he took out a small bottle from his pocket and said, "Here is the wine brewed by dog ​​whip, can you try it some time?"

Ma Xiaole installed the puppy whip, took the small bottle, and solemnly looked at the yellowish wine inside. He was so excited that he couldn't speak. After a while, he hesitated and said: "Dad, you go back first, I, I

Try it slowly."

Ma Changgen understood Ma Xiaole's mood. It would be easier if there was no one else around.

Ma Xiaole sent Ma Changgen far away, then ran back to the dormitory, closed the door with a bang, and locked it firmly.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ma Xiaole stared at the small bottle in a daze, clasping his hands together for a long time, "God bless, let this magical thing save this poor person like me. And Ah Huang, I treat you well on weekdays, you

Just show mercy and use the spirit in heaven to make that thing of mine get well soon!"

After saying that, he uncorked the bottle, raised his head and drank it all.

After drinking too much wine, Ma Xiaole felt a little dizzy, so he got into bed and fell asleep in a daze.

At around three o'clock in the afternoon, Ma Xiaole woke up and felt that her lower abdomen was boiling as if it was boiling water.

"Is it going to work?!" Ma Xiaole opened the quilt excitedly, but there was no improvement at all. Instead, the desire surging in his belly kept trying to burst out.

The flustered Ma Xiaole tried her best to control it.

In the end, it was disappointing.

Nearly two hours passed, and Ma Xiaole couldn't control his anticipation. He really felt a thick stream of heat coming out of the winding pipe.

"Mom, it's really over. Nothing can cure me!" Ma Xiaole cried out sadly, slumped on the bed weakly, staring blankly out of the window with lifeless eyes.

Outside the window, the sky was gray and a little yellow, and the air seemed to have stopped flowing.

This is the sign before snow.

Originally, Ma Xiaole liked snow very much. He felt that everything was full of vitality and could bloom in the snow. But it was different now. With his current mood, he couldn't be interested in anything, let alone interested.

Even if I am alive, I feel like I have lost hope.

Until it got dark, Ma Xiaole was as stiff as a dead fish in the bed and didn't move.

Snowflakes have already started to drift, and there is already a layer of snow on the ground and roof, and a lot of it has accumulated on the windowsills.

The sound of falling snow was originally very stimulating to Ma Xiaole. In the past, when it snowed every year, he would run out and listen to the "swirling" sound of snowflakes falling on his shoulders. This fascinated him and was an indescribable enjoyment.

.

I no longer feel that kind of enjoyment, the only feeling is that I feel cold all over.

Ma Xiaole sat up from the bed, put on his cotton-padded jacket, and planned to smoke a cigarette to keep warm. When he touched his pocket, he touched the puppy whip.

Ma Xiaole took out the puppy whip, put it on the palm of his hand and looked at it, wondering if this thing requires some strong ingredients to make it?

But, how to take it? I really don’t have the courage to swallow it. Ma Xiaole thought that there was a camera on the TV, burning something to ashes, and then mixing it with water to drink, that would also work.

"Yes, burn it to ashes and drink it! That's it anyway, I have to give it a try!" Ma Xiaole regained some energy, took out a lighter and started burning it.

But the strange thing is that no matter how much the dog whip is burned, it will not turn into ashes. When it burns into a thin red-yellow oil, it drips onto the table and never changes again.
Chapter completed!