There was no shadow of Liu Shuying in the cabinet room, but a plate of onions was cut. The little chef was using onions, bean skins, egg skins and shredded cucumbers to make a cold and fragrant three-vegetarian dish.

"Oh, Secretary Ma, do you want to try it first?" The little chef skillfully rolled the small aluminum pot mixing cold dishes, and a faint fragrance really came out.

"That's not possible. This dish was served by Secretary Zhuang, how can I taste it?" Ma Xiaole said as she looked around, "Did you see my cousin?"

"Oh, you said Director Liu." The little chef stopped and looked outside the door. "I really didn't care. She brought the onions and went out."

Ma Xiaole nodded and retreated. He went to the front hall to check. There was no sign of Liu Shuying. It just so happened that Wu Yihong waved his hands hard in front of the office building again, so Ma Xiaole went back.

"Xiaole, I have prepared the documents, how many copies will I need to print?" Wu Yihong's excited look made Ma Xiaole unable to understand. Moreover, the speed of getting the documents this time was so fast, how long did it take.

"No need to have more, at most 20 servings."

"That will end soon!" Wu Yihong twisted her body and said to Ma Xiaole, "After printing the documents, do you want me to go to the village with you to distribute them?"

Wu Yihong's sexuality did not arouse Ma Xiaole's emotions at all, but made him feel uneasy. If this situation continues, I guess I will be flirting with sex sooner or later. Not to mention flirting with sex, I'm afraid that Feng Yishan will fall to the ground, and I may not be afraid even if I hold the wall.

"Director Wu, why did you forget what you said?" Ma Xiaole whispered: "Didn't you say that you can't do anything in this township courtyard?"

"I haven't forgotten, we're not doing anything!" Wu Yihong's eyes flashed, and his innocent look made Ma Xiaole extremely disgusted. "But acting like you is more eye-catching than making trouble!" Ma Xiaole had already begun to regret that day that made Wu Yihong feel so comfortable that day, so she was a little confused. If she had known this, she would rush up and rush around and make her tearful eyes. She would tremble when she thought about it, and she would definitely lose the trouble she had now.

"Xiaole, don't think too much, it's okay." Wu Yihong twisted her butt narcissistically, "In the township zf compound, no one can make a rumor about me and you!"

Ma Xiaole was so angry that he heard this. It was a certain fact that it was spreading rumors. It was still spreading rumors! Looking at Wu Yihong who was still complacent in front of him, Ma Xiaole suddenly felt that this woman was really stupid and stupid, so stupid that it made people angry!

"Okay, Director Wu, you have a good grasp of it." Although Ma Xiaole was very angry, he knew his weight. Although Wu Yihong was a little lost in his backbone by him, he was far from being able to shout at her. "But it's better to be careful, be careful when you make a Wannian Ship. You should not go to the village to send documents."

"Hehe." Wu Yihong's sexy head posture made Ma Xiaole extremely uneasy. "If you don't go, don't go. There is no chance to go." After that, he walked upstairs with his little leather shoes.

Ma Xiaole looked at Wu Yihong's butt that was swaying from side to side when she went upstairs, and her teeth were clenched tightly, "Damn it, when did you come out to kill you! Let you dare to be sexy in front of me!"

Feeling that his heart was not very happy, Ma Xiaole walked out of the zf compound and had some breathing.

People on the street are not idle either. Although Tongdun Village is the township resident, because there is no factory in the township, the villagers of Tongdun Village have not left the crops at all. It is spring now, and the work in the fields is gradually becoming busy. Planting peanuts, sowing corn, planting sweet potatoes, and sprinkling soybeans are all tight work. The neighbors of Tongdun Village are all busy, carrying hoes and raking, and hurried on the street, walking westward to the fields to start work.

Diagonally opposite the township zf compound is the grain management office. People at the door are going in and out and buying seeds. Some people walked outside and found that there was a shabby piece, so they returned angrily, yelling to return and exchange. Especially those who bought rice seeds, they pulled out the bag and saw that their own family was not as good as others' homes, so they ran in with the bag, for fear that the good rice seeds would be picked up, and they screamed, "How can such seeds fall into the grain? Maybe they won't sprout!"

Ma Xiaole saw all this in his ears. Although it was noisy, it was very friendly. He had experienced these things every year in Xiaonanzhuang Village before. Thinking about the hard work of the villagers growing crops for a year, and they couldn't save a lot of money. Ma Xiaole smacked his lips, "Oh, I don't know what I'm busy all day long. If I don't get some benefits for the people!" Ma Xiaole felt a little excited when thinking about this, and decided to go to each village to issue documents in the afternoon, asking everyone to make some willow weaving. If you work hard for a little, you can get ten yuan a day. If you work for more than two months a year, you can get at least seven or eight hundred! The crops sold for a year are at most.

Looking at the Paulownia trees on both sides of the street, the leaves have begun to become greener, and the smell of spring is indeed too strong. The sun is beginning to show its power, and it is no longer just a warm feeling when it shines on the body. The broken grass and dead leaves in the open-air sewers on the roadside have been cleaned up all year round, and have been soaked in the accumulated water and turned black and brown. When the sun is sunburned, it emits a foul stench, which almost makes people faint.

Ma Xiaole spitted a few times and turned to walk towards the courtyard. At this time, it would be different if he was in the village. The children in the streets and alleys unbuttoned the buttons of their cotton jackets in the middle of noon, ran and chased and played with their arms open, and could always run to the ridge channel to cheerfully cheered. It was not until lunch that they ran home with sweat. When they were young, Ma Xiaole often did this. Every time they went to the alley at the door of their house, because there were pigpens at the door, so they could always smell the smell of pig shit that was hot by the sun. Thinking about it, compared with the stench in the sewer at the door, it was much more friendly.

Back at the office, Ma Xiaole went to Wu Yihong's office to take the printed documents, found fifteen bags, wrote the names of each village, and prepared to go to each village with Lao Wang in the afternoon.

After preparing these, Ma Xiaole saw that the time was almost over, so she went to the cafeteria to have dinner. However, Ma Xiaole had no appetite. Although Liu Shuying said she wanted to make him some delicious meatballs and hairtail jokes, she felt uncomfortable when she thought of Zhuang Chongxin drooling at her. Coupled with the stench of the sewer that she smelled at the entrance of the courtyard, she felt confused and could not eat it. So she went to the cafeteria and brought the food back to the dormitory. She would eat a bite if she wanted to eat it, but she didn't want to eat it.

Walking through the arch, the family members' backyard was a different scene. At first glance, I thought I had arrived at the farmhouse yard. Many families had nothing to do and had to do. They had to repair the backyard into their own small vegetable garden, peppers, eggplant, cucumbers, tomatoes, and planted them everywhere, but because they were neat and they didn't look messy. It was not like this before, it was dirty and messy. The county leaders criticized it when they came to inspect. In anger, people were forced to turn over the vegetable garden, but some old ladies in the family yard were reluctant. More than a dozen people made an appointment to go to the building to make a fuss together, knocking on copper basins and smashing iron buckets, making the entire office building look like an earthquake. Zhuang Chongxin was really out of his way, and he compromised and asked them to make the vegetable bed more regular.

"Oh, Xiaoma, why did you bring the rice back to eat?" Old Mrs. Xia, who was bent down and twisting the pepper seeds, straightened up and asked Ma Xiaole, who looked dull.

"Oh, I feel that my appetite is not good, so I bring it back and eat it slowly." Ma Xiaole looked at Mrs. Xia's wrinkled face and felt a chill in her heart. Mrs. Xia is Wu Yihong's mother-in-law, a little old woman with a ghost spirit. Ma Xiaole once heard Wu Yihong say that the old woman at home is always guarding against her, like a thief, not to prevent her from stealing anything else, but to man. However, although the old woman is very careful, Wu Yihong's natural thief cannot be prevented. Besides, Feng Yishan, who stole later, may have been stolen, but no matter what, she is considered a high-spirited person, so Mrs. Xia knows it and doesn't say it.

"Young man, it's important to do a good job. You can't just do it. You don't expect to do work until the time comes." Old Mrs. Xia's dry eyes shot out a sharp look, which made Ma Xiaole's spine feel cold again.

Pretending to be unheard, Ma Xiaole left with his head down, but he didn't think a little bit: Old Mrs. Xia said this for no reason. Since it was not for no reason, it must be because she was suspicious of his relationship with Wu Yihong, and she was even sure of it.

Thinking of this, Ma Xiaole felt even more upset. Old Mrs. Xia was famous in the courtyard. She knew the lightness and heavyness of things, and she could often make a mistake in one go! If she was more serious and didn't know when she would hurt him, it would be difficult to get into the bones.

After entering the dormitory, Ma Xiaole completely lost her appetite. She put the food on the table and went to bed. She felt very uncomfortable and always couldn't think of some things. In the past, she was a carefree farmer in Xiaonanzhuang Village, and she was happy all day long, but now she has been working as a secretary in the township. Why do you have any worries every day?

After sleeping in a daze until two o'clock in the afternoon, Ma Xiaole got up and washed her face. She felt a little hungry. She caught a cold rice and even ate cold meatballs. After eating, she wiped her mouth and walked towards the office building, preparing to call Lao Wang to go down together.

When he arrived downstairs of the office building, Wu Yihong happened to be looking for a mop in the storage room downstairs. When Ma Xiaole saw it, he felt it was necessary to talk to her about her mother-in-law, so he pushed the door and went in.

Wu Yihong was just flipping through the mop in the broom pile, not caring about anyone coming in at all. Ma Xiaole went over and patted her upright butt, which scared her torture and screamed out "ah".

"What's wrong with you, Director Wu? You're shocked." Ma Xiaole turned his head and looked outside the door, worried that someone would pass by and hear it. That's not a good thing.

When Wu Yihong saw that it was Ma Xiaole, she suddenly felt lustful, "Oh, Xiaole, why are you scaring people so much? You even touch their butts!"

Ma Xiaole was surprised to hear Wu Yihong say this. He really didn't understand when Wu Yihong became like this. What he said was not in line with his identity at all. Could it be because he made her feel comfortable and mentally abnormal in the city? If so, it seems that he has to think of a way to get Wu Yihong back. Otherwise, coupled with the close attention of Mrs. Xia, something will happen sooner or later!
Chapter completed!