.Ma Xiaole quietly put down the pen, clenched her fists confidently, and stood up quietly.

At this time, the noise in the main room outside was still ringing. Fan Baofa was in high spirits and asked each person to have another three drinks of wine. Then he took out the Maotai liquor he brought back from his daughter for half a year and gave it to everyone to try.

Fan Baofa's words immediately caused a sensation. Liu Changxi was the first to take the lead and said that he would come first and have three drinks in a row, which caused a lot of praise. Then he put a batch of wine glasses on it and poured it down with his wine glasses, then looked at Fan Baofa and waited for him to take out the national wine Maotai.

Fan Baofa laughed twice, "I don't have Maotai, I just want you to have a few more glasses of wine."

"Impossible!" Liu Changxi slapped the table and shouted, "Secretary Fan is not good enough. Zao Ni is so powerful. She is a big reporter in the city and has also found a father-in-law who is a big leader. She will definitely give you a lot of good wine and cigarettes every year!"

"Yes, yes..." The sound of cheering was filled with sound. Fan Baofa laughed twice again and said, "Just just now, you are all anxious, I'll take it now!"

"How can I not be in a hurry!" Liu Changxi said with a smile, "Maotai, the national leaders have received foreign guests and drink it. Now that I have the opportunity to taste it, how can I not be in a hurry!"

"Yes, yes..." After another echo, some people said that Director Ma was not here, so they asked him to drink a few less sips. Anyway, he was in the village for social activities all day, so he might be able to drink it. Ma Xiaole laughed secretly when he heard this, so he didn't care. Now he was all focused on Fan Zaoni.

With a heart that was jumping wildly, Ma Xiaole moved his footsteps and slowly walked behind Fan Zaoni.

Standing still, Ma Xiaole looked at Fan Zaoni lying beside the bed, stretched out her waist and reached for the pillowcase inside the bed. She was not prepared at all, so she reached out to wrap her waist from behind and grabbed her butt.

Fan Zaoni screamed softly, "Ma Xiaole, you are crazy about drinking!"

Fan Zaoni's screams were not loud, and the noise outside was noisy, so no one else heard them except Ma Xiaole. "Hehe, Zaoni, I really miss me!" After Ma Xiaole finished speaking, he quickly threw his butt, hit Fan Zaoni, and said unhurriedly, "Ma, Ma Xiaole, you are looking for death!"

Ma Xiaole didn't care. Anyway, she kept moving and Fan Zaoni seemed unable to take effective measures to stop it.

I don’t know how many times it hit, but Ma Xiaole felt so happy that he was happy. He threw Fan Zaoni on the bed, ran out, and shouted, “Drink Moutai! Drink Moutai!”

Fan Zaoni fell on the bed and ejected, chasing Ma Xiaole straight to grab his collar, but she didn't catch it. Ma Xiaole lifted the bamboo curtain and jumped out.

Because of the rapid and fierce movements, everyone was puzzled and looked up at him in unison. Ma Xiaole laughed dryly, "I heard you say you want to drink Maotai, so I'm in a hurry to come out and drink some. Why don't you get it one night?"

The guy laughed loudly and called him to sit down.

At this time, Fan Zaoni had already opened the curtain and stood up, "That's right, you see, he's anxious, my question hasn't been finished yet!"

Fan Zaoni's words made Ma Xiaole feel ecstatic, as if there was something to do. Especially when she saw Fan Zaoni smiling at him secretly, she felt even more delicious and thoughtful.

Next, another * was raised on the table. Ma Xiaole suggested that anyone who wants to drink Moutai would have to drink another white wine, a small cup of Moutai would cost two small cups.

As a result, at the end of the banquet, there were no people on the table who didn't drink much. When they left Fan Bao and made their fortune, they all staggered. Ma Xiaole was fine. She left for a while and drank a lot less, and her pace was quite steady. Whether it was intentional or unintentional, Gu Meiyu was also dizzy and pushed the bicycle left and right.

"Zao Ni!" Fan Baofa stood at the door and laughed, "Go out and help Director Gu push the bicycle and send her back."

Fan Zaoni agreed and ran out, walked to Gu Meiyu to hold the bicycle, "Ma Xiaole!"

Ma Xiaole was thinking about how to make a few more words with Fan Zaoni, but when she heard her shout, she was happy, "Here, why don't you go to see Director Gu together?"

"Of course, who told you not to ride someone's bicycles in the afternoon!" Fan Zaoni grabbed the head of the car with one hand and pointed at the other, "Push it!"

Ma Xiaole obediently pushed the car over and left with Fan Zaoni and Gu Meiyu.

There was a little crescent moon in the sky, a little bit of light. Ma Xiaole looked up at Fan Zaoni's face, hazy, and he wanted to pinch it hard a few times. As soon as this thought came to an end, Ma Xiaole felt something moving on her waist, and was thinking about it, and it hurt.

Fan Zaoni is twisting him.

Ma Xiaole was embarrassed to scream, but when the pain turned into pain, she couldn't help but scream a few times.

"Director Ma, what's wrong with you? You want to vomit after drinking too much?" Gu Meiyu spoke, mouth full of alcohol.

"It seems yes, I feel uncomfortable in my stomach." Ma Xiaole twisted his waist and wanted to get rid of Fan Zao Ni's twisting. But it was not that easy. Fan Zao Ni pinched her back and couldn't take it off at all.

After finally sending Gu Meiyu home, Ma Xiaole touched her back with her back and said with a sad face: "Zao Ni, you want to kill me!"

"Who told you to touch me!" Fan Zaoni looked unforgivable, "Ma Xiaole, you are too brave! You dare to be frivolous in my house!"

"Is that enough if you don't have your house?" Ma Xiaole is not afraid of Fan Zaoni now. She doesn't push a cart in her hand, and she is not afraid of making noise.

"Getting more and more!" Fan Zaoni raised her head and ignored her.

Ma Xiaole thought about it, but he was not polite. He opened his arms and hugged Fan Zaoni, lowered his head to kiss her neck.

"Ma Xiaole, you are here!" Fan Zaoni pushed hard with both hands.

"Didn't that make me more greedy!" Ma Xiaole laughed and started to touch her hands.

Ma Xiaole felt that Fan Zaoni's resistance became increasingly powerless, and she was secretly happy. When she came to the gate of her house, she bent down and held her up. Fan Zaoni did not resist, and followed Ma Xiaole and went straight to the east of the village...

When Ma Xiaole helped Fan Zaoni walk back, Fan Zaoni leaned softly on his shoulder. Ma Xiaole asked with a chuckle, "Didn't you say I'm so ugly that I'm so ugly, but now I still say it's ugly?"

"Of course it's ugly, it's still ugly!" Fan Zaoni is no longer stubborn and is a little coquettish.

"You still want it?"

"What do you know?" Fan Zao Ni said, "Whether ugly or not is seen with your eyes, not with your body."

When Ma Xiaole heard this, he laughed, "Do you like to enjoy it?"

"You are not allowed to say it." Fan Zaoni gently pounded Ma Xiaole's shoulder, "You are not allowed to mention this topic again!"

"Okay, okay, don't mention it if you don't mention it." Ma Xiaole pinched Fan Zaoni's neck, "Zaoni, my interview will be fine tomorrow, I'm in a hurry."

"Haha..." Fan Zaoni smiled, "That's all, it's still a good job. It's not that I don't know you. You go back tonight and continue writing about what you've experienced. Just give it to me tomorrow."

"Hehe, Zao Ni, won't go to the orchard with me tonight?" Ma Xiao smiled proudly.

"Go again!" Fan Zaoni pretended to be angry, "You won't let others live!"

While he was talking, he had already arrived at Fan Zaoni's doorstep, and Ma Xiaole didn't go in. Fan Baofa was wandering around the yard. When he saw Fan Zaoni coming in, he hurriedly said, "Where have you gone? You don't say anything."

"I happened to send Gu Meiyu home with Ma Xiaole, and asked him some things." Fan Zaoni pretended to be relaxed, "I finally wrote back the report to the people in my hometown. I have to write the snacks. People praise me. Wouldn't I also earn face for you then!"

"I tell you, don't be too close to him, that boy Ma Xiaole." Fan Bao whispered, "You don't know what kind of person he is."

"Okay, Dad, I'm so old, I know what to do." Fan Zaoni said and walked into the room hurriedly. Zhao Lamei came from the stove and poked Fan Baofa's head and muttered, "Old thing, do you mean this kind of thing?"

Fan Baofa was drowsy and laughed, "Don't I just talk about it casually, I won't talk about it in the future."

Fan Zaoni entered the house, took out the basin for washing her butt and scooped water. After entering the house, she took out her clean trousers from her suitcase. Zhao Lamei knew at a glance and hurriedly drove Fan Baofa into the house.

Fan Zaoni squatted behind the well and quickly finished washing. Then she put on her clothes and returned to the inner room lazily. She watched Ma Xiaole write about her general experience and thought about how to write the report.

At this time, Ma Xiaole was singing in the orchard. He was so comfortable tonight. He was so happy that he sang randomly at the top of his voice, dissipated the remaining alcohol. He finished writing a rough idea and then went to bed.

When he woke up in the morning, Ma Xiaole was full of energy. Thinking about what happened last night, he felt a little incredible. Fan Zaoni, this woman was unusual in his heart since he was a child. When he got old, he found a job in the city after he went to college, but he still felt very unusual. He never expected that he would get together with her last night. And seeing what she enjoyed, he specified that she would not refuse the next time, and maybe he would ask for it on his own initiative.

"Xiao Le! Get up and go back to the village for breakfast!" Ma Changgen shouted outside the yard, "Your mother has made your favorite tea oil simmer!"

"I know Dad, wait, I'll leave right away." Ma Xiaole agreed, got up and went to open the door, and left with Ma Changgen without washing his face.

"Xiaole, come home again, let's do a good job, please ask the people from the village department." Ma Changgen sniffed with a cigarette, "Look at Fan Bao's bluffing power. I'll call you this morning. I met him on the street. That disliked spirit. What a guy, standing in the middle of the street with his hands on his hips, just like a big leader. Isn't it just relying on his daughter's ability?"

"Dad, why are you competing with him? He is used to being the branch secretary. In addition, Zao Ni has a promising prospect, so of course she has to show off her. "Ma Xiaole took out a Chinese cigarette, took one and lit it himself, and stuffed it all into Ma Changgen's hand, "Look, your son is also promising, you are all trying to beat Greater China!"

"Hehe..." Ma Changgen grinned, "You boy, can you talk!" After that, he put the cigarette back into Ma Xiaole's hand, "I don't smoke this cigarette, you can still hold it, you can still distinguish people. I can't even smoke the cigarette you gave me yesterday. I'm going to take it to the store to change a few bad ones and smoke it slowly."

"Don't, if that's the case, I won't bring you cigarettes in the future!" Ma Xiaole said, "Dad, you said that life will only last for decades. If you have delicious food and drinks, you can enjoy it quickly. Can you save it and live longer?"

"Hey, you guys, you dare not bring cigarettes to scare your father!" Ma Changgen said happily, "Okay, I'll smoke it myself."

After breakfast, Ma Xiaole came to Fan Bao to make his fortune with the written ones.

"Secretary Fan!" Ma Xiaole greeted him from afar, "I'm so sorry. Zao Ni finally came back, but she was still busy with my interview."

"What's the matter? It's okay!" Fan Baofa was very proud, "It can be considered to be helping our hometown. Who told her to be capable!"

"Yes, yes, Zao Ni works in the city newspaper. We haven't had a village or township yet. Even our Yuning County, there are probably not many!" Ma Xiaole echoed, making Fan Baofa dizzy with joy.

"Zao Ni is having breakfast. You go and have a look. If you have any supplements, please tell me quickly." Fan Baofa waved his hand gracefully. Ma Xiaole smiled and thought to himself, you are so arrogant. He really treats himself like a singer. No wonder people don't like him.

Careful that this thing is not a big deal, Ma Xiaole smiled and shook her head, and walked into the room.

Fan Zaoni had almost eaten. She had heard Ma Xiaole and his father talking outside. "Have you finished writing?" Fan Zaoni asked.

"How can I not write well?" Ma Xiaole took out the written thing, full of three pieces of paper. Fan Zaoni took it and nodded, "Ma Xiaole, you said that you have not been studying for a few days and you have written small characters very well!"

"Then don't say that if someone guides you, you will definitely be a great calligrapher!" Ma Xiaole smiled, "I will write one word to a thousand!"

"Only a thousand great calligraphers?"

"Dollar." Ma Xiaole said, "I'm talking about US dollars!"

"Oh, look at you, I praise you for your tail so high, US dollars, and pounds!" Fan Zao Ni stood up and walked to the inner room. Ma Xiaole stood outside the bamboo curtain and asked in a low voice, "Zao Ni, can I go in?"

"Hate!" Fan Zaoni's words were delicate, "When did I say I won't let you in?"

Ma Xiaole lifted the curtain and went in sideways. Fan Zaoni stood at the table to sort out her interview bag. Ma Xiaole looked at Fan Zaoni, remembering what happened last night, and suddenly had an impulse again and wanted to go up and hug Fan Zaoni, but when she looked at the calm Fan Zaoni felt embarrassed, and even began to doubt whether the incident happened last night was real, maybe it was an hallucination after drinking.

"Zao Ni, don't you blame me for what happened last night?" Ma Xiaole coughed and walked to Fan Zao Ni and whispered. He wanted to confirm whether what happened last night was true.
Chapter completed!