When she came to the village, it was difficult to wash clothes without washing machine and running water. It had been two or three days since the clothes were washed. She looked at Ma Liang and frowned and thought for a while and put the bucket directly.
"This is my clothes. I washed them."
Ma Liang nodded, relieved, put the bucket down, and then went back to her room to look at it, just a few at Ma Liang’s table.
Lying in bed, flipping over a bit lazy and yawning.
It’s well preserved, but the paper is densely written with a lot of fine print, which is quite good. This is a famous western book.
She casually looked at the fine print and was gradually attracted by things. She didn’t expect that Ma’s conscience world was rich and she had unique opinions on many things.
"Sometimes it’s hard to understand that people are alive, because everything ends in a fixed way, which comes from the warmth of their mothers and leads to a cold grave. The days are so complicated that you don’t have the heart to think about such simple things. Everything you encounter every day in your life is enough for people to be happy and sad, but for me, the greatest significance of living is to find this meaningful process."
She gradually became fascinated, and then let go of the place where she hung her clothes temporarily, and suddenly remembered one thing: her clothes and pants were all in the bucket.
She put on slippers and hurried out to see that Ma Liang had just washed it, but it didn’t seem that she had any special expression. After a cruel calculation, she looked at it and washed two more clothes as a punishment, and she was happy to be at leisure.
So she went back to bed and continued to look at it, which was full of Ma Liang’s feelings
Among them, Ma Liang seems to be another Ma Liang who has a keen sense of the world and is also full of people who yearn for a perfect world and belong to the spirit
To put it bluntly, it is the literary youth in the university, and it is not pretending that it is a heartfelt pursuit.
"There is a tiger in the heart sniffing the rose. It is said that the two sides of human nature are contradictory and harmonious. They are both combined, but in my opinion, only when people have evil can they be good, and only when they know how to be evil can they know that if they do good, they can live to their stomachs. It is evil that takes away the lives of plants and animals."
After reading a lot in one breath, she remembered that the toilet collapsed and was hugged by him for a moment, combining these things for a while.
When Ma Liang finished washing clothes and hung them, he saw Lao Yan and his two nephews carrying bamboo. Both nephews were fourteen or fifteen years old, and they were not honest in junior high school. One was called Xiaomaodi, and the other was called Xiaomaodi. Now he is learning crafts with Lao Yan and doing farm work at home.
"Just call them two to help if my nephew has it. It will take an hour." Old Yan said with a smile.
"That line" Ma Liangzheng couldn’t ask for something to do when he was done.
So Lao Yan greeted his nephew to break the bamboo.
He’s really good at cooking wood and knives, and he broke his skeleton in a few minutes. For others, four or three people cooperated well, except for a few mouthfuls of water, and he really finished it before dark.
Ma Liang paid the money and his mouth was cheerful.
I can still see Ma Liang pulling plastic sheets while riding. Boy, it’s not convenient to be alone. Just three people are helping to cover it.
After the cover was covered, it was found that it was two or three meters short. Ma Liang simply dismantled the remaining two or three meters, which was quite perfect. After thanking him, Ma Liang gave the remaining watermelon to Lao Yan, and he went home with his two nephews.
Ma Liang is very satisfied with the impenetrable greenhouse. Outsiders don’t know what’s inside, so they can leave by hoeing and sowing seeds inside.
Su Yuyao came out to watch for a while, let Ma Liang boil water, and then went back to her room.
Ma Liang poured some water into the pot and stuffed some firewood to continue his busy work. He didn’t feel tired at all. He divided the land into twelve pieces, which was not convenient for planting all kinds of agricultural products, and the three-day holiday also gave him some ideas.
And he also wants to try-if he dilutes the water in the small pot, he can plant a large piece at a time, slowly, and without achieving much at a time, it will be worthwhile to call two dog.
It is best to get a batch of anti-season before Mid-Autumn Festival.
Su Yu Yao quietly poked his head out of the room and saw Ma Liang busy, so he closed the door. She was a little nervous because she was curious and wanted to look through what was in Ma Liang’s room.
Pull the drawer, some neat and clean clothes and some magazines. She picked them up and took a sip. It turned out to be some Pulp Fiction.
37 strange
At the top, she found a small lock and immediately became interested.
The word diary is written on the cover, which is supposed to be someone else’s privacy. His own privacy has been seen by him, so it’s nothing to look at him. She thought of it in her heart and twisted the fragile little lock directly.
Peeking at someone else’s diary is the first time for her to do such a thing. She is not as comfortable as she thought, and her hands are out of control, turning over the first page.
Poof, she couldn’t help laughing. On the first page, she drew an ugly child with Ma Liang’s name written on it.
She thinks this is Ma Liang’s high school diary, that is, in the city, because of his simple words, but some literature and art are a little prose, she feels lost in reading it again
"Knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock.
"Teacher Su, the water is ready to take a bath," Ma Liang said, and then looked at what was in her hand. Her eyes were a little strange.
"I’m just looking around," she explained coldly and sat on the bed.
Bow your head and pretend to look at it. As a result, your face suddenly turns red on the cover. A girl with a three-point dew pose is charming, and her name is even more bold, hot and charming. The widow knows what this is without looking at her.
Ma Liang has gone, and she hates to throw her into bed.
"You give me the water in the room and then you can go out." She went out to drink water. Ma Liang said it was a bit like a master treating slaves.
This is really when the servant ordered her to lie in bed with the oil lamp on after the shower, because it was too early to think that there would be a three-day holiday, and she was even more at a loss.
I blushed a little, and my heartbeat picked it up and looked at the doorman. I took a deep breath and turned over the first page. I am an adult, and I have nothing to do with it. I have also been idle, and I have seen many of my girlfriends. I have changed several boyfriends who enjoy it.
Gradually, I looked at the lines in the words and made a bold breakthrough in ethics. My heart suddenly jumped and my face was dyed with a layer of hongxia. I felt a lot lighter and I longed for a man to hug me.
It describes a woman in that kind of thing in a hearty and detailed way, as if she could understand it herself. Looking at her, she was shocked and found herself rubbing her chest involuntarily, and she was so scared that she threw it over her face.
It’s so embarrassing. She usually looks at herself naked in front of the mirror, posing some moves and taking selfies on her mobile phone, but after enjoying it, she will delete these things, which many women will do.
But today it’s a very evil feeling with different emotions.
She took a breath and looked at the door where the gap was slightly larger. She had already blocked it. If this scene was seen by Ma Liang, it would be late to get ready for bed.
But when I was together, I found that my private parts were a little sticky. I didn’t think much and I knew what was going on. When I had that embarrassing dream the night before, I quickly changed one and threw it away and blew out the light to sleep.
The next day, she woke up in a daze because Ma Liang called the door and told her to have breakfast. She yawned and got up from the bed, but her hair was a little messy and she continued to lie back in bed.
"Teacher Su has breakfast." Ma Liang shouted again that she didn’t take the door. Once again, she was as amazing as Su Yuyao wearing a nightgown.
"Don’t argue, I don’t want to eat and sleep." She curled her eyes.