Siheyuan: Uncle Yi Zhonghai lay down instantly!

Chapter 72 Favorite new widow!
Li Weiguo knew that haste makes waste in this matter, and the last thing he could do was force.

For example, today, she realized from the bottom of her heart that she was good, so why not take the initiative to kiss him.

It can be seen that Lou Xiao'e is lonely.

Xu Damao gave his body to other widows, leaving less strength for Lou Xiao'e.

It's normal for her not to be satisfied.

Poor sister, throw yourself into your brother's arms.

This body pattern will definitely satisfy her.

Even a woman like Feng Chunfang would beg for mercy.

Xu Damao is really just like Lou Xiao'e said, living outside three or four days a week.

Li Weiguo went to the countryside after his vacation. As before, he met him not only in Qin's commune.

He is also present in other communes.

Moreover, the commune has never been his safe place.

Every village has its "widow base".

The matter of promotion has not been completely settled, and now he is still a small figure in the purchasing department.

It just has a relatively loud reputation.

When he was working, he still had to run around, and the nearby village was his place to relax.

For him, going out for shopping is a relaxing walk.

A symbolic collection of souvenirs was collected, and the rest was taken from the ranch space.

Naturally, most of the money settled by the director fell into his pocket.

Today we came to Qijia Village.

According to custom, we go to the commune to rest first.

"Comrade Weiguo, are you here again?"

The speaker is Qi Fuqiang, the director of Qijia Village.

A leg was broken when he was young, but he was not a good person.

Every time he came over, he greeted me warmly.

"Yeah, is there anything I can buy in the village recently?"

Li Weiguo came here for the first time after the New Year.

"Everyone has just celebrated the New Year, so there shouldn't be much stuff, right?"

"Well, not much. They are all busy changing seeds. Rural people live on those two acres of land, as you know."

"Yes, then I'll take a look first. If it doesn't work, I'll go somewhere else."

"Would you like to stay here and watch a movie tonight? Comrade Xu Damao is here too."

Qi Fuqiang is full of affinity.

No matter who he is, he treats everyone equally.

But these are superficial images.

As for some things that happened to Xu Damao in their village, they turned a blind eye.

There is no need to get involved in matters where a man and a woman are in love.

"He's here too. Is it his turn today?"

"Yes, the villagers have been wanting to see it, so I contacted him. He was really busy, and it was hard for us to get in line."

"Indeed, he has been going to the countryside since the seventh day of the Lunar New Year and is very busy."

Li Weiguo said.

All he had was that sometimes Xu Damao didn't go home and wasn't showing movies at all.

Instead, he took advantage of the excuse to find a widow.

"Where is he?"

"We're eating inside. Have you eaten?"

"I didn't eat it either."

"Okay, let's go together."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw someone walking in from the entrance of the village.

Several women supported a crying woman.

"Meimei, my condolences are with you. Your eyes will be swollen if you cry like this. Our uncle has been away for a month, and you cry like this every time you come home. How can you bear it?"

Li Weiguo was attracted to the crying girl at a glance.

She looked young, only in her early twenties.

The skin is delicate and convex forward and backward.

At first glance, it looks like he doesn't do much farm work and is easily pushed down.

I have to say, I’m a little excited!

His eyes followed the women as they disappeared around the corner, and asked curiously: "Director Qi, what's going on? You're still crying so sadly during the New Year."

"She was a young widow in our village who was married from the neighboring village. On the day of her wedding, everything was over. A mad dog came out of nowhere and bit the man to death, directly biting his throat. Alas! He never remarried, I guess. I was scared."

"A few days before the Chinese New Year, his father also passed away. He cried a lot when he got home."

"You're only 20 years old, one year younger than my girl."

"Tell me, how can this kind of thing be considered true in the eyes of others? Filmmakers shouldn't make movies like this, right?" Qi Fuqiang said with distress in his eyes.

This girl is about the same age as her daughter.

Same age, different fate.

"That's quite pitiful. Fate only chooses the poor, hey!"

Li Weiguo seemed to agree.

In fact, I am ecstatic inside.

He wasn't laughing at people who just got married and lost a man.

Just because it's time to show your love again.

These widows are so pitiful. He happens to have some ability, so he can use his actions to warm their cold hearts.

This is good deeds.

He did not continue to ask Qi Fuqiang about her.

Those who can achieve this position are basically foxes with thousands of years of experience.

He looks honest and honest, and is sincere to people.

But without any means or thought, it is impossible to stabilize.

Therefore, what he expressed was just what he wanted people to see.

In fact, it's not difficult to find her house. You just need to pay a little attention when knocking on the door of every house in the afternoon.

Otherwise, just wait until night to watch a movie.

It took a lot of effort for a projectionist to come to the village. If he doesn't come this time, the next time will be far away.

The entrance to the commune canteen.

As soon as I stood here, I heard Xu Damao's laughter inside.

"Haha! If you want to watch a movie, I'll just come quickly. How can I make you sad!"

Even if you don't look at it, you know it's making a woman happy.

He coughed lightly after entering.

In the small canteen, Xu Damao's figure can be seen immediately.

There was a widow beside him, like a boneless person, pressing against Xu Damao's body.

Although the issue of work style is being tightened now, a widow doesn't even have a child and is alone at home.

Lang is in love with his concubine, and the place is remote.

No one reported it, and the director simply ignored it.

Xu Damao turned around and looked at Li Weiguo.

"Hey! Brother Wei Guo, we are really destined to meet each other when we come here."

"Sit down and have something to eat together?"

Li Weiguo saw that Xu Damao's face was red again and his eyes were blurred with drunkenness.

Drink high again.

"Brother Damao, you drink, and the director and I can eat whatever we want."

Li Weiguo was sitting at another table. As long as he went to the countryside and saw him, it was rare for him to be sober.

While he was eating, Xu Damao suddenly patted him on the shoulder.

"Brother Weiguo, I've had too much to drink, so I'm going to take a break first. I'll stay and watch a movie in the evening. I'll save a seat for you!"

"Brother Damao, you drank so much, please take it easy. What will happen if Sister Xiao'e finds out?"

Li Weiguo whispered, gesturing to the woman behind him with his eyes.

He mentioned this as a kind reminder.

As for whether the other party appreciates it, he has no control over it.

Hey, he is such a good person, he even hints before backstabbing.

"She won't find out. She usually goes back to her parents' house except at home. What can she find?!"

Xu Damao waved his hand boldly.

He didn't care that Qi Fuqiang was still there.

He expected that others wouldn't say anything if they saw it.

Otherwise no one would come to show the movie.

Li Weiguo glanced at Xu Damao, who was still walking while supporting the widow.

He looked back contemptuously and sneered.

It is not a loss for such a person to have his home stolen.

Xu Damao is indeed very courageous.

He felt that Lou Xiaoe, a person who didn't go out much, would definitely not know what he was doing outside.

Indeed, in the original plot, Xu Damao's hookup with Qin Jingru around the courtyard was not discovered.

In addition, Lou Bancheng looked down on him and had no intention of investigating further.

However, he never thought about it, how could his shoes not get wet when he often walked by the river?
I, the person who often encounters him, is a time bomb!

(End of this chapter)