C226 Chikungung

Yun Lingxue heard Ling Feiyu speaking unintentionally. It was and Tang Laobian's small factory, and the peanut milk they made was not bad. Her interest was immediately piqued. She wanted Ling Feiyu to bring her over to take a look.

"Let's go, it just so happens that I can go take a look as well." Zhang Mingyue was also interested.

"It's eight o'clock." Ling Feiyu shook her head helplessly.

They had barely taken a few steps out of the courtyard with the two women. They just happened to see Ding Erhu pulling Ma Baoling and hastily walking forward.

"Hehe, Feiyu, you also came to watch the show?" Ding Erhu said with a face full of smiles.

"All of you, hurry up and leave." Ling Feiyu frowned and waved her hand.

Looking at Ding Erhu and Mao Bao Ling's hurried backs. Only then did Ling Feiyu mutter, "What's so interesting to look at at this time?"

"Brother Yu, you don't know either. It's Ling Minghao's home. In the evening, the drummer had to perform a magic dance or something. There were also female striptease dances. It really was a mess. Even if we don't allow striptease now, it would still be a mess. " Zhang Mingyue said as she frowned.

"Eh, what's the tune at this time?" Ling Feiyu said in shock.

At this moment, the night wind blew past, bringing with it the sound of music. Needless to say, the drummers did it afterwards. Today was a good day to play the trumpet and the sweet potato. There were also gongs, drums, and gongs.

"Hehe, it's really fun. Right, it's so lively even if we press dead people. Hurry up and go take a look! " Yun Lingxue pulled Zhang Mingyue and started running. Ling Feiyu could only follow closely behind.

In front of Ling Minghao's door, he had used a truck to build a stage. Five or six people were playing. There was also a woman in her thirties who was twisting around on the stage. Of course, there was a wireless microphone in his hand and he would sing a few lines from time to time.

This woman was dressed in a cool and refreshing outfit. He only needed to wipe his chest on the upper half of his body, the type that was very small and narrow. The two fat ones raised only covered a small portion. The lower half was a pair of shorts, the other half was short enough to show off his fart.

"So vulgar!" Yun Lingxue curled her lips. Why is there no one who can do magic? "

"We'll probably have to wait for a while." Those things were very ordinary. With our eyesight right now, we can see through them in an instant. " Ling Feiyu shook her head. Go to the factory and have a look. The peanut butter went home. "

Tang Laobian was still in the factory. "Now, the factory's class three has been turned upside down." Feiyu, we have quite a good conversation with Boss Huang. He was going to Guangnan Province. Make an agreement with his company. Then we can send the goods over here. "

"Mm, bring me a few boxes of peanut milk." Ling Feiyu nodded. Of course, the money still had to be given. As for whether or not it was Tang Laobian's fault.

When they came out, Yun Lingxue and Zhang Mingyue ate as much as they could with a jar of peanut milk. She felt that this toy was really not bad.

"Oh right, what do you think about Brother Yu's packaging of vegetables?" Zhang Mingyue asked.

"It's in the Spirit Snow Valley. I've looked into it. There's such a machine. Our little production. With machinery and three or five people, that was about it. "Then, this Jiang Fengmao will be done for." Ling Feiyu said.

"There's no need to put it in the Spirit Snow Valley. The place we dissect the Old Turtle is already very good. " Zhang Mingyue said.

"Anywhere." Ling Feiyu nodded. It just so happens that some of the offal has been crushed to feed the fish. "

"I designed the packaging pattern and the logo!" Yun Lingxue said excitedly. "Don't worry, I'll be able to get it out by tomorrow."

"Why don't you explain the magic to me first." Ling Feiyu rolled her eyes.

"It's done. I'll give it to you when I get back." Oh right, Sister Mingyue, let's discuss about the logo together. I can draw it. " Yun Lingxue said excitedly.

When he was passing by Ling Minghao's house. The place was already surrounded by people, so the woman on stage became even more energetic. Her charming eyes flitted all over the place. That was what one called a devil.

Ling Yuhai looked at the stage dumbfoundedly. Originally, he was dressed in mourning. But it was so lively outside, and he was the only one in the mourning hall. He couldn't stay any longer.

There was nothing to it. But what do you mean by lustfully looking at that girl? Some of the people at the side looked at Ling Yuhai with contempt.

Ling Yuhai also felt their gazes. They could only return to the mourning hall and sit on the cushions with some reluctance. This is where he slept last night. We have to continue tonight. There was no one here to replace him until after the funeral.

Ling Yuhai was very scared sleeping beside his mother's corpse. Although Li Hongmei was currently in the ice coffin.

Originally, if he had a brother, there would have been someone to replace him. A cousin or something. If she wasn't here, then her brother-in-law would be able to accompany her. But how could Zhao Quan be here?

Ling Yuhai's cousins could exchange for him. For example, they would set up a table in the mourning hall and play mahjong for the whole night. It happens so often. But Ling Yuhai did not want them to change. This was Ling Yuhai making amends.

At twelve o'clock, the crowd dispersed. The drummers packed up their things and left. Come back in the morning. Of course, there had to be someone left to look at something.

Ling Yuhai came out now. He had just taken a breather outside, and he was unable to hold it in any longer and fell asleep in the mourning hall.

If she hadn't been woken up by the nightmare … Ling Yuhai could sleep until tomorrow morning. In her dreams, she saw Li Hongmei holding onto a drink bottle, and handing it over to him while smiling. The smell of the pesticide in the bottle was pungent.

Of course, Ling Yuhai dodged with all his might. But Li Hongmei pressed him down and insisted on pouring the pesticide into his mouth. Ling Yuhai woke up from his shock. He scrambled out. Tonight, he didn't dare to enter again.

Ling Minghao went to bed around eight in the evening, and in these two days, she wanted to drag him down to bed. The gongs and drums outside were loud, and he was asleep.

After Ling Yuhai came out, he picked a tomato from the courtyard and didn't even reach his mouth. All he saw was a white buttocks swaying.

"Who is it?" Ling Yuhai asked. But then he regretted it. This is — You're a woman. Look at that white, round butt that's like a millstone. Ling Yuhai's heart felt a type of flame that was so painful that it started to burn.

Ling Yuhai did not touch his during this time. That girlfriend of his was a long time before he touched his. Not until he was kicked.

"Ah!" The woman exclaimed. He quickly stood up and pulled his clothes up.

Ling Yuhai saw that this was the woman who was dancing on the stage just now. Now that he had taken off his makeup and changed into ordinary clothes, he looked pretty good. Of course, he was around thirty years old.

Ling Yuhai felt that this beauty was indescribably beautiful, and couldn't help but hug his waist. In his eyes, he was a beauty.

"Don't do this. "No!" The woman said in a low voice.

"I like you." Ling Yuhai's mouth was already sweet, words of love without money flowed out like water.

The girl's face turned red from the words, and in addition, she was a married woman. It was someone from the past. Being kneaded by this handsome young man, Ling Yuhai, made him extremely satisfied in his heart.