Lai Shungui was having enough food at home and burped to Zhang Xiuhua to go home for dinner.

Ma Xiaole was very uncomfortable when she heard Lai Shungui's voice, "Aunt Xiuhua, I have to leave."

"What are you busy with? Wait until he comes in before leaving." Zhang Xiuhua said, turning around and holding the bag of "Lotus" brand MSG in his hand, "Let me find me tonight!"

When Lai Shungui came in, Zhang Xiuhua threw MSG in front of Ma Xiaole, "You see, your godfather is quite good at taste. When is it still asking you to buy MSG? I think he deliberately refused to let you eat." Ma Xiaole smiled in his heart. Zhang Xiuhua really knows how to act, but it's good, it's a good idea to take a bag of MSG for free.

"This one has roots and wants to eat fresh bites. If you can't eat meat, you can try it with a bag of MSG!" Lai Shungui said proudly, picking his teeth.

Ma Xiaole cursed in his heart, but he still had a sincere smile on his face, but he didn't say anything and ran away like a gust of wind.

When he got home, Ma Changgen pulled his neck and shouted, "I have picked up all the dishes and chopsticks, why did I run out again? What are you doing?"

Ma Xiaole reached out and raised the "Lotus" brand MSG, "Godfather, I got MSG and added some fresh flavor to the dishes, so that you can enjoy the wine!"

"Haha." Lai Shungui sipped his wine and touched his chin, "Oh, you guys, really make your godfather happy. Come on, you have a drink today."

"Godfather, I don't drink that thing. It's so spicy that my throat hurts. What's the point of drinking?" Ma Xiaole really doesn't want to drink, and Hu Aiying also said, "Come on, you, I think others like it too, don't ruin Xiaole and become an alcoholic!"

"Hehe." Ma Changgen's neck simmered and drank the wine in the small wine glass and wiped his lips. "It's so good, I can't bear to drink it." After that, he picked up the bottle and wrapped it in plastic paper, and tightened the mouth of the bottle tightly. "It's so strong that it's so good that the smell of the wine is not worth it."

Halfway through the meal, Ma Xiaole felt that it was necessary to let Ma Changgen know that his entry into the village was a sure thing, but he was afraid that Ma Changgen would go out to talk nonsense, which would have been bad, and it would have caused trouble. But he didn't feel like he couldn't hold it in his heart, so he said lightly that his going to the village headquarters would probably be successful, but he couldn't talk nonsense outside, otherwise there would be no hope if it had a counter-effect.

Ma Changgen was very concerned about Ma Xiaole's entry into the village department. After hearing Ma Xiaole say this, he immediately patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, Xiaole, your godfather will never go out to talk!"

Hu Aiying was also very happy and kept holding large pieces of tofu into Ma Xiaole's bowl, "Xiaole, eat more tofu, be smart, wait until the village department performs well."

Ma Xiaole smiled embarrassedly, grabbed the big piece of tofu and put it into Erbao's bowl, "Erbao, you have to eat more, go to school well, don't learn from me, I put my schoolbag before I graduated from junior high school."

Ma Changgen laughed loudly when he heard this, "You little brat, you're so embarrassed to say, don't blame your godfather for not cultivating you in the future, it's because you are unwilling to be motivated!"

"Godfather, I won't blame you. Look how good I live now, why should I blame you?" Ma Xiaole was very satisfied, which made Ma Changgen nod involuntarily, "Well, everyone's life. Oh, by the way, Xiaole, don't go to the field this afternoon, go to the countryside, buy some books and come home to take a look. You will have knowledge when you enter the village department. Also, buy a decent piece of clothing, and you won't be sloppy in the future."

When he heard about the village, Ma Xiaole happily put down the bowls and chopsticks and rushed into the yard and turned around, "Godfather, how much are you going to give me?"

"Well, I'll do it. I can buy two books at most five yuan, and buy a piece of clothing. It's about thirty yuan, and I'll give you forty yuan. Is it enough?!" Ma Changgen looked serious, as if he was in the next extremely important decision.

"Enough is enough, godfather, enough, maybe it's not enough." Ma Xiaole is not bad at all. He never spends money indiscriminately. Since he entered Ma Changgen's house, he knew that he shouldn't be the one who spends money, otherwise it would be annoying. Of course, Ma Changgen has no money as an important reason. Now, Ma Changgen has given him forty yuan at once, and Ma Xiaole will certainly feel that it's too much.

The road to the countryside is nearly thirty miles, and Ma Xiaole does not have a bicycle. If it takes a long time to walk through it, he is waiting in the village, where a hand tractor will pass by, and he can climb the tractor and rush.

More than half an hour passed, and Ma Xiaole finally waited for a tractor that was pulling yellow sand. Ma Xiaole took out a cigarette and waved to the tractor. The tractor stopped. The person who drove the tractor looked at Ma Xiaole, thinking that he seemed not the age of smoking, but looking at Ma Xiaole's expression, he looked like a big man, "Where are you going?"

"Shadun Township Station!" Ma Xiaole took a big step onto the tractor and handed over the cigarette. The person who drove the tractor took the cigarette and looked at it, took out the matchbox, and laughed proudly, "It's not bad, from the big front door!"

"This is not something you can draw often, so you can't afford it." Ma Xiaole also ordered one himself, "but when you go out, you occasionally buy a box to support your face."
Chapter completed!