I have to say that Zhu Damao and Zhu Ermao are worthy of being the ones who peek at young wives taking baths in the village. Although their physical development is not yet complete, they are very mature mentally and they can understand Zeng Wangcai's meaning by looking at his actions.
However, Xiaohu and Xiaobao were far behind in this regard. Even though they had been pulled out by Zeng Wangcai and given time and space to get water alone with Zhu Damao, they still didn't understand how to get water from a strange, solid cup.
However, under the restraining gaze of Zeng Wangcai, they did not ask, but suppressed their curiosity and listened attentively.
The reason why Zeng Wangcai came out was naturally because he didn't want to see the scene inside.
What’s so interesting about a male technician providing health care to a male client?
“Ouch!”
After a while, Zeng Wangcai and the other two heard Zhu Ermao screaming inside and asking his brother to be gentler. They knew without looking that Zhu Damao had taken off the clamp.
Then Zhu Ermao's humming and moaning were heard again.
"Brother, what are they doing? Why do I feel like Zhu Ermao is having a good time?" Xiao Bao asked puzzled.
Xiaohu shook his head and said, "How can he feel good? It's obviously painful. You know how strong the clamps made by our father are."
"That's true..."
Zeng Wangcai laughed in his heart, he was in pain and happy at the same time!
It was probably about one minute, no more than two minutes. After Zhu Damao shouted, there was no movement from Zhu Ermao.
Zeng Wangcai waited for another two minutes before taking Xiaohu and Xiaobao in. Inside, Zhu Ermao was sitting dejectedly on a rock. Next to him was Zhu Damao, who was looking at the cup with surprise on his face.
Judging from Zhu Damao's expression, he seemed to have other ideas.
Zeng Wangcai actually saw in this guy’s eyes... desire, yes, desire, the desire to possess the cup, or to use the cup.
This guy is a fucking weirdo, a sex-hungry ghost, maybe he is similar to the playboy Xu Damao.
Zeng Wangcai asked Zhu Damao to find a place to wash the cup, and then brought it back and put it in his schoolbag. There was no contact throughout the process. After throwing it into the bag, Zeng Wangcai threw it into the trash can in the space.
When Zhu Damao returned the cup, he looked obviously reluctant.
Based on this, Zeng Wangcai judged that his idea of using this incident to inflict psychological trauma on this guy had failed. In fact, not only had it failed, but he had also opened a passage to another world for Zhu Damao.
The next step was easy. Zeng Wangcai told Zhu Damao and his brothers to get out, and told all the people in Zhujia Village to get out. The stolen traps and pheasants naturally had to be left behind.
After the people from Zhujia Village left, the victorious team began to reorganize. Apart from the traps, they caught a total of twenty-eight pheasants and a hare.
In terms of personnel, Goudan's younger brother Gousheng was the most seriously injured. His head was cut by the branch on the wooden stick and blood was flowing all over his face. The others were more or less injured, but they were only superficial injuries. They looked bruised and swollen, but in fact, they were not serious.
But despite this, Zeng Wangcai was still very grateful to them. Without them, he would not have been able to deal with Zhu Damao and his brothers as easily as he did just now, except by secretly looking for opportunities.
We were all very happy after winning the village-level fight. We were especially happy because we could legitimately eat more meat at the dinner table in the evening. If anyone has any objections, just look at the wounds on my body. I had to pay for the meat.
More than thirty people, all injured and covered in mud, were walking happily on the road back to the village.
Half an hour before that, Niu Er was carrying out the mission of returning to the village for help, and he ran very fast all the way. He was worthy of being the communications soldier selected by Zeng Laosan. He was thin but could run fast. It took him only about 30 minutes to run back from a journey of more than an hour, and he was not even out of breath.
Niu Er knew that all the villagers were gathered at the production team canteen at that moment. He did not waste time and ran to the canteen, where he saw Zeng Laosan directing people to work.
The so-called labor actually means separating the pork, deciding which parts to eat tonight and which parts to keep. Zeng Laosan was quite good and only prepared more than 20 kilograms of good meat for the commune, and the rest was eaten.
A 300-pound pig can actually only produce about 200 pounds of meat, not counting the part given to the commune and the part for water supply and drainage, there is actually a lot left for the villagers to eat.
"Village chief, something bad has happened!" Zeng Niu rushed to the canteen and shouted in a hurry, "The bastards from Zhujia Village don't follow the rules. They have more than 60 people, which is almost twice as many as us."
Zeng Lao San was furious when he heard this: "What? The damn Zhu Lao Jiu is still as useless as before. The children are fighting and quarreling without following the rules. Is he trying to start a fight between the two villages?
"Who's afraid of whom? Niu Er, you need to run fast, hurry up and go to the commune to find Secretary Wang, and follow my instructions. Everyone else who was named by me last night, follow me, and be quick. If you go too late and Wangcai gets beaten up, how can you have the nerve to eat meat?"
My goodness, this time they didn’t care about militia or not. In just two minutes, fifty or sixty villagers gathered in front of the canteen. There were not enough people busy here before.
Zeng Laosan gathered people and did not forget to send someone to Zeng's house to notify them.
Uncle Qi learned of Zeng Lao San's intention and volunteered to step forward: "Lao San, I'll go inform Huo Wa Zi."
After saying this, he walked away trembling without waiting for Zeng Laosan's consent.
Zeng Laosan thought that since Zeng Youhuo didn't need to fight anyway, it didn't matter if it was early or late, so he didn't care. He raised his arms and shouted, "Kids, the people in Zhujia Village are bullying us. They sent more than 60 people to fight Wangcai. Wangcai is a good kid. He doesn't eat alone. Whether he catches fish or kills wild boars, he shares them with the villagers. We can't let Wangcai suffer..."
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