Wang Mazi's projectors are all eliminated from cinemas. Wang Mazi himself is a projectionist in cinemas. After working for many years, he has a way to get some small movie tapes from some channels.

It is said to be a small movie, but it is not just a real fuck. The woman's body is filmed very carefully, so the man basically only reveals the upper half.

To be honest, Yan Lang almost glared out at the first sight, but after the shock, he felt a little boring.

The film is a story about a scholar who shows a woman who appears at the bedside in the middle of the night. The woman is smooth and smooth, but she is just repaying her kindness.

Yan Lang curled his lips. If he had pressed the fairy to the ground and beat her up, Yan Lang would be more curious about what her prototype was than asking her to repay her kindness.

Then he looked down and Yan Lang knew that a woman was a rabbit spirit. In order to meet the situation, the woman wore a furry headdress. Yan Lang thought about it and decided to go to the department store to see if there were any good-looking hairpins. Last time, the supply and marketing cooperative in the town only had a headband, and the hairpins were also pure black.

The scholar was also amazing. Even though he knew it was a rabbit, he was not thinking about braised rabbit meat, smoked rabbit jerky meat, but instead pressed the rabbit onto the bed with excitement on his face.

Yan Lang became less and less energetic as he looked around. He looked around and wanted to ask someone to complain, but found that Sun Lao Er and the others were all looking at each other, their hands stretched to their pants and crotch, and they were still moving. Could it be that they were scratching their butts?

Suddenly, there was a sound of killing a pig in the movie. Yan Lang was so scared that he turned his head to watch, only to see the woman being pressed down and being pushed by the scholar.

"Oh my fuck! The steamed buns are so big! Hiss~"

I don’t know who muttered, but after I finished speaking, there was a sound of sucking water.

Yan Lang's Adam's apple was gone, and he wanted to eat steamed buns.

The steamed buns made by Uncle Wu San's wife in the commune canteen in the town are really delicious. They are big, soft and chewy. There is a little sugary water inside, which tastes like a sweet taste that is not greasy. Remember to bring a few for Rong Qian next time.

However, it is best to eat the one that has just been out of the cage. Although it is delicious when it is cold, it still lacks the flavor.

Because a movie was edited, it was not long, only about twenty minutes. It took about ten minutes for the rabbit spirit to pull and twitch with the scholar. The plot was also edited, so it seemed unlogical at all. It made Yan Lang feel hurt and wanted to know the complete plot.

Unfortunately, Wang Mazi has everything here, but there is no real movie.

Sun Laoer was still satisfied with watching it. After playing it, he turned his head and smiled at Yan Lang, "How exciting? Do you still want to watch it? Wang Mazi has eight small movies here."

There are not many people talking about the Babi, but few people have such collections these days. If you take them out, you will be particularly envious of those who are friends.

Yan Lang couldn't say that he didn't see any smell, so he just went to endure the screams of pig killing and the illogical plot. He scratched his chin. Yan Lang said, "My dad is still waiting in the guesthouse and has to drive back tonight."

Time is so tight that there are a lot of things to do.

When Sun Laoer heard this, he understood and sighed sadly, "Okay, my brother will take you to see you next time. Will you get some goods back this time?"

Yan Lang smiled and looked at Sun Laoer with the look of "Is this still necessary?", "It's going to be the New Year, of course I have to get some New Year goods back to have a good harvest."

Sun Lao Er winked and sent the others away. Then he took Yan Lang to get something and stuffed it with a snakeskin bag that looked dirty. The two of them ran twice and put everything in a truck parked outside the guesthouse.

A lot of plastic cloth covering sugar cane was thrown on the truck, and this thing was stuffed in and it was impossible to see it.

What's more, even if Yan Lang and the others returned to the town from the city, no one would stop the car to check.

Yan Lang sent Sun Laoer away, went back to the guesthouse to take a look, and Yan Quankui was still sleeping in bed.

After all, Yan Lang basically didn't sleep all night last night, but now he is still jumping around. Yan Quankui has to hurry up and rest. He has to drive for so long to go back tonight, so he dare not relax at all on the way.

Yan Lang didn't wake up the person, so he went outside and opened the door of the truck driver's seat and took out a bulging snakeskin bag from the inside.

This was just brought by Yan Lang from Sun Laoer. Looking at the big bag, it was not heavy. They were all cotton coats, cotton pants, quilts, etc., and some food was included.

It is definitely unrealistic to send food that can fill your stomach so much, so Yan Lang makes the nutritious type of powder from the jar that takes up space. Yan Lang disassembles the jar and uses several layers of cowhide bags to flatten it and stuff it in.

After finding the post office to spend money to send out the letters and parcels, Yan Lang turned around and went to the department store.

In addition to reselling goods, Sun Laoer also reselled various tickets. Yan Lang changed some of them and went to the department store to buy some of the things he needed at home. He also bought several women's hairpins he wanted. The women at home, including grandma, didn't even forget the aunt and younger sister of Uncle Liang's family.

Although he was happy Rong Qian, Yan Lang would not only treat her well and ignore others.

As for those men who have a wife and forget their mother, Yan Lang figured it out when he was a child. It was purely that man was incompetent, otherwise how could he have to pay for money to respect his mother to buy things to please his wife?

Yan Lang bought a large bag of things and came back. The clothes and clothes were not very good. Yan Lang changed all the cloth tickets he got on his hand to cloth, and then made some cotton. When he went back, he could make new clothes by himself for the New Year.

I worked hard all afternoon, and it was almost five o'clock.

Yan Quankui and Yan Lang ate a bowl of hot noodles in the guesthouse canteen, then left the room and drove away.

As for what Yan Lang bought in the car, Yan Quankui asked about what was probably something, and then he ignored it.

Yan Quankui asked this just in case. If something went wrong and was stopped by someone, he could also say that he was bringing things to the village. If so, you must know what exactly is there?

Fortunately, no accidents happened along the way. The rain continued to drizzle all day long, but the rain was not heavy, just as the degree of drizzle. It didn't matter if men like Yan Lang and the others walked outside with their heads bare.

It was dark after six o'clock, and Yan Lang and Yan Quankui arrived in Bailu Town until almost ten o'clock.

Yan Lang stopped the car and left with two snakeskin bags for a while. When he came back, he brought back another fat young man. The two of them were very familiar with each other talking and laughing.

Yan Quankui squinted and saw that it was his younger son's high school classmate Xiang Qianjin. He often followed his son's butt to play, but later he came to the countryside from time to time to catch fish and eat.

There were many kids running behind Yan Lang's butt at that time, but fat people are rare these days, so Yan Quankui was very impressed by Xiang Qianjin.

I heard Yan Lang say that this kid went to his uncle's house to learn to drive, and probably came back after learning and had already arranged work in the commune.

Although it is temporary, it is very promising.

Thinking of his own brat, Yan Quankui sighed a little discouragedly.

"Dad, Qianjin is now working as a driver in the commune. Uncle Liang has arranged for him to go back with us. He will drive the car back later."

Yan Lang didn't know what his father was thinking, so he happily introduced Xiang Qianjin to his father. Xiang Qianjin also smiled and shouted "Uncle Yan" loudly.

In Xiang Qianjin's opinion, he is not very promising. Brother Lang is a real hero or a lone hero. That is the life that a man should live. He never lacks money in his pocket and never lacks brothers around him. How free and easy!

The trucks belong to the commune, and it is already very good that Yan Lang and the others can borrow for a day. There are many teams waiting to use their cars to pull sugarcane.

After returning, Yan Quankui and others were able to drive home. Most of the people in the production team had to get off the bus in the town, and then returned the bus and walked back by themselves. They were really on the torch and walked for four or five hours.

It would be better if someone could drive the car back. Yan Quankui greeted Xiang Qianjin with a smile, then squeezed to the side, leaned against the chair, squinted his eyes and took a nap, letting Yan Lang drive.

After leaving the town and heading to the countryside, the road was a bit difficult and it was slippery. Yan Quankui didn't have the energy to drive.

After struggling on the road for about forty minutes, Yan Lang and Yan Quankui breathed a sigh of relief when they got off the bus.

Yan Lang climbed into the car and took out the three snakeskin bags. Yan Quankui continued below. Yan Lang smiled and handed in a bag of candy to Xiang Qianjin, who had already sat in the driver's seat. "Good brother, I won't keep you tonight. Be careful on the way later, especially the curves I just told you. You can take this candy back to give your family a sweet mouth."

Xiang Qianjin was unhappy to ask for it, and pushed it again and again, but Yan Lang threw it into the driver's seat. "If you don't accept it, my mother will definitely have to slap me. OK, okay, I should go back. Everyone in the family has to wait and be anxious."

Speaking of the fact that someone was waiting at home, Yan Lang wanted to show off his relationship with Xiang Qianjin, but it was raining outside and it was getting late. Yan Lang could only hurriedly tell Xiang Qianjin that he would go to the town to play with him in a few days. Then he waved to Xiang Qianjin, picked up his things and got off the road with Yan Quankui.

Yan Lang's family is not the kind next to the road. It is more than 200 meters away, not far away. There is a narrow paddy field in the middle. It is almost eleven o'clock now, and the truck can hear it when it enters the village. Some villagers heard it and knew that the captain and Yan Lang had returned after selling sugarcane.

Although I was anxious to know how much it would be paid this year, no one is so blind now that he ran to disturb the rest of the family in the rain.

However, Zhang Damei, Yan Hulan and Rong Qian were waiting in the room with charcoal basins. When the three of them heard the sound, they were really relieved and then started to work hard.

It's so late and the weather is so cold, so people who go out and return home should eat hot soup for late night.

Yan Lang carried a snakeskin bag in one hand and hurried into the yard in the rain. He looked up and saw Rong Qian standing at the door of the main hall. Behind Rong Qian was the dim orange light, and she couldn't see her expression clearly, but Yan Lang just felt that he must have missed him very much.

"Rong Qian, I'm back."

Rong Qian saw the man trotting in the blink of an eye and rushed up, pursing his lips and smiling, turning sideways, twisting a steaming towel on the wash stand next to him, "Are the clothes wet? Cover your face quickly."

Yan Quankui also arrived later. Rong Qian didn't bother to look at Yan Lang more. She found the towel that Yan Quankui and Zhang Damei shared, twisted it from the hot hot water, and handed Yan Quankui one, "Uncle Yan, you can wipe your face too."

It was wind and rain now. Not to mention the face, my ears were so cold that I couldn't feel its existence. After covering it with a hot towel, I finally felt like I was alive.

Yan Lang and Yan Quankui went back to their room to change socks and shoes, and changed into cotton coats. After that, Zhang Damei and Yan Hulan had already served chicken soup and dried rice with mixed grains, and a plate of soaked peppers that had not been cut. The father and son didn't want to raise their heads.

Zhang Damei next to him took Yan Hulan and Rong Qian to check what was in the snakeskin bag. When she saw cotton and cloth, she planned to make cotton coats and also made a new cotton coat for Rong Qian, so she would wear new clothes during the Chinese New Year.

When I got home, I could sleep well at night. Although Yan Lang wanted to talk to Rong Qian after washing up, it was too late and Yan Lang was tired himself, so he could only go back to the room to sleep with regret.

I don’t know what happened in my sleep, but Yan Lang actually dreamed that Rong Qian suddenly stood at his bedside and said that he was not a human, but a rabbit spirit, and asked him if he could not beat a rabbit in the future.

"This won't work. I, I will also make a scarf for you..."

The author has something to say: Rabbit Spirit:...If I really meet such a person, I will definitely beat him to death.

Yan Lang: Hehe? I heard that rabbit sperm keeps warm?

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