70 Bai Fumei went to the countryside to hug the thighs of the wildest man

Song Ciming couldn't understand why Ruan Niannian, who loved him so much before, suddenly changed?

Has become so cruel?Thinking of Ruan Niannian's actions that night, Song Ciming even wondered if she was possessed by a ghost.

Could it be that love begets hate?

No, it's impossible, Ruan Niannian definitely still loves him, it's just that he can't accept that he is going to marry Lin Jingxin for a while.

"Nian Nian, Jiang Ran is not your good match, don't spend your whole life just to anger me."

Ruan Niannian hadn't spoken yet, but Lin Jingxin's face changed when he heard Song Ciming's words.

Song Ciming's attitude made her very uneasy: "Brother Ciming, what do you have to say to her, this time you are sick, we have a wedding quickly, I will let my father arrange for you to go to school, over there life is easy."

These words reminded Song Ciming that he couldn't let Lin Jingxin misunderstand, and he couldn't care less about recalling the pain of that night: "Let's go."

Lin Jingxin felt at ease now, a shameless woman like Ruan Niannian always wanted to steal his man, she could give Song Ciming a comfortable job, what could Ruan Niannian give him?

Looking at Ruan Niannian's direction, Lin Jingxin raised her voice and said, "Some people should do the most tiring work and still not have enough to eat."

"Uncle, let's go!"

Before the donkey driver had time to raise his whip, a hurried voice came: "Give way, give way..."

"Dung is coming, let it go!"

Ruan Niannian smelled something, stepped back quickly, and then saw a figure, staggering and carrying something on a pole.

"boom!"

The dung and water splashed all over, and the air was quiet, only the stench was unscrupulous, and there was a strong smell between breaths.

The dung-picking pole and the donkey cart collided with each other in an unknown manner, and hit the donkey just right.

"Get out of the car!"

The woman yelled, but it was too late, and the donkey was also startled by the sudden change, let out an ugly growl, and shook it all over.

The middle-aged man driving the donkey reacted quickly and jumped down.

Lin Jingxin was not so lucky. For a while, he felt his body and face were smelly, and his whole body was filled with a strong stench.

"Ahhhh!"

"Ah uh uh..."

The sound of donkey braying and screaming sounded at the same time, and Song Ciming, who was sitting in the back of the car, was not completely healed, and before he had time to run, the feces hit his head and face.

The scene was very -- messy.

Ruan Niannian was glad that he escaped.

After a long while, Lin Jing finally regained his composure: "Who is it?"

"Who's who?"

As soon as her questioning voice sounded, the man was not happy anymore: "I am shouting from afar, give way, give way, what are you doing in this road?"

"I managed to get this feces from the county seat and put it on the ground. You, what did you do?"

"Blocking the road, okay, the dung is spilled, Miss Lin, do you know how much land this dung can reach? You have delayed it all."

"I'll go to the branch secretary in a while and ask him to judge and see who is right and who is wrong. One is relying on the branch secretary Lin and the other is not working. He is sick every day, and even the children in the village are worse. You two have made great contributions to the brigade..."

Lin Jingxin is a little girl, how can she be an opponent of a middle-aged woman in a verbal fight?

After a few words, his face flushed red.

"You sat in the bullock cart and haven't left yet. Look at Ruan Zhiqing, who left as soon as I yelled. Although Ruan Zhiqing is lazy, he is not like the two of you. He is lazy and has no winks."

Ruan Niannian... If you want to praise someone, do it well.

If she didn't praise her well, she would bring hatred to her. She had already seen the way Lin Jingxin looked at her with angry eyes.

It's just that Ruan Niannian couldn't help laughing when he saw the appearance of Lin Jingxin and Song Ciming.

A pair of eyes full of ridicule: "You two stink! I'm leaving, don't smell me later."

Speaking of which, Ruan Niannian left non-stop, with the wind flashing with his hands next to his nose, as if he really stinks to himself.

Lin Jingxin's teeth were itching with hatred, and even Song Ciming, who had always felt that Ruan Niannian loved him deeply, could not help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

Ruan Niannian took two steps, then stopped and turned around: "If you two don't go home to take a shower, you will be soaked in feces."

Lin Jingxin also heard this possibility, the stink was strong, and she was only focused on arguing just now, she forgot to wash off these disgusting things on her body first.

Wanting to pull Song Ciming, looking back at the white-faced scholar I like, there is a little bit of black feces on the face, on the hair, and on the white shirt she liked in the past...

Lin Jingxin couldn't hold back: "Ouch—"

Song Ciming looked at Lin Jingxin in the same way: "Ouch—"

The middle-aged woman who had just picked up the excrement saw this: "Why do you two still hate each other? Hurry up and wash it, and remember to tell the branch secretary that you have to pay our brigade for these two buckets of excrement."

"Obviously you bumped into it..." Why?

Lin Jingxin didn't finish her angry words when she saw the middle-aged woman pick up the pole again, and then shook it. At this moment, she couldn't care less about talking.

He and Song Ciming almost fled in despair.

When the two of them ran away, Ruan Niannian looked at the neat woman and smiled, "Thank you, auntie."

The middle-aged woman snorted: "You're welcome, I just can't understand those two, they have sung all the plays."

"Next time they bully you, tell your aunt."

Ruan Niannian knew that she had guessed correctly when she heard the woman say this, she felt strange just now, although the road was blocked, it would not be possible to knock dung on the donkey cart.

It turned out that Lin Jingxin and Song Ciming had just heard what Lin Jingxin and Song Ciming said to vent their anger on her.

She still doesn't know who this aunt is. The original owner spent almost all of his year in Dahe Village chasing Song Ciming.

Ruan Niannian immediately said, "If Auntie doesn't mind, go back to my house and wash up."

The feces were spilled, and in fact, the middle-aged aunt was also contaminated with some.

The middle-aged woman was surprised: "You don't dislike me? My body is dirty."

Ruan Niannian thinks the dung is quite smelly, and she has never been in contact with it, but she has watched a lot of period TV series, and heard from Ms. Lu Xingyun that dung is a good thing in this rural area, which brigade can grab it and collect it in the county The work of the manure is very happy, which means that the grain harvest is good.

She would not dislike someone who stood up for her: "No, auntie, let's go, my house is in front of me."

When he got home, Ruan Niannian took out a piece of soap he had made: "Auntie, use this to wash."

Bai Shengsheng's soap was still new, and the middle-aged woman waved her hand quickly: "No, my peasant family has rough skin and thick flesh. How can I use this? I'll keep it for you."

Ruan Niannian didn't want to push her back and forth, so she put it directly on the counter where she washed her hands: "I still have quite a few at home, so I'll give this to my aunt. If you don't wash the feces on your body, there will be a lot of bacteria, which is not good for your health. .”

"Oh, it's so cheap, Jiang Ran, if you are my wife, I'll be so happy!"