In the past, women cursed the streets and cursed the streets as an art. In that era, the most powerful woman in rural areas could block your door and scold her for three days.
The key is that they not only curse swear words, but basically curse whatever they think of, but also have a storyline.
A master can also curse people with rhythm and rhythm, which makes the onlookers listen with relish and are reluctant to leave until they should eat.
Of course, this is basically not the case in the Corps, after all, it is a military organization. But now Du Xiuying is no longer at work, so she is not afraid of the rules and regulations. Who can do anything to her?
Du Xiuying was famous for cursing when she was a girl in her hometown. She just didn’t have the opportunity to perform for so many years.
There are many foreign populations in the winery, and there are not many infrastructure companies. Most of the foreign population come from the mainland rural areas. When you see her attitude, you will understand what she is going to do. Everyone stopped curiously and see who she wants to scold?
"Zhou Guihua, you are a man or a woman, half-crazy and half-stupid evil spirit. You said you are not good at anyone you like, but you just want to chase our honest and docile National Day. Why don't you look in the mirror and see if your flattened persimmon cake face can match my son?"
Du Xiuying scolded her while slapping her thighs and slapped herself. She did not forget the ups and downs when she broke the sentence.
The workers were still interested at first, until Du Xiuying said the names, and these guys were stunned.
This two tigers will definitely be hurt! This woman must have some skills in her life, but no one dares to read this, and she will easily be despicable.
But before people could go far, Zhou Guihua had already arrived at the gate in a hurry.
When Du Xiuying saw the person coming out, she immediately became energetic, her voice increased octave and her thighs were also slapped!
"Even if you reincarnate and practice for another twenty years, you will not be able to enter our Ma family's door..."
But as soon as he said this, Du Xiuying felt that her body lightened and her feet were off the ground. It turned out that she had been lifted up by Zhou Guihua.
Du Xiuying is from Sichuan. In that era, people in the mountains of Sichuan were short, and she was only 1.5 meters tall. In addition, she was not fat, so Zhou Guihua held her like she was holding a chick.
Zhou Guihua looked around for a few times, then came to the front of the gate. At that time, the masters all had steel bars and iron fences, and the tops were all the pointed javelin tips.
No one can invented this style anymore, but it is still useful at this time.
The entire gate was about three meters high, and Zhou Guihua carried Du Xiuying and rushed up two times. When she arrived at the top of the gate, Zhou Guihua hung the back of her neck on the head of the javelin.
With a "puff", Du Xiuying was hung at the highest point of the iron gate.
Zhou Guihua took Du Xiuying's bench and sat down at her: "Come to Du Xiuying, can you scold me? This place is high, and you can even hear me when you scold me. It's not enough if you don't scold me today!"
The workers who had already left for a while have all ran back, so this can be seen. They are just afraid that Zhou Guihua, and now the factory manager has the advantage and will definitely be fine to watch.
But how could Du Xiuying scold him? She was like a turtle who was caught in the lid, leaving only her limbs swaying there.
It was really insecure to have the back collar hanging from the three-meter high. Not to mention cursing, I was trembling all over my body.
As the news spread, more and more people were watching. This was a scene of infrastructure, with living people. By the time Ma Hongkui and his son arrived, the surroundings were already in a mess.
When Du Xiuying, who was already scared to death, saw her man and son, was as if she had seen a savior and cried: "You guys hurry up and get me down, I'm wet my pants."
Everyone was not paying attention at first, but when they looked at her lower body, they found that some liquid was dripping along the legs of her trousers.
Ma Guoqing glanced at Zhou Guihua timidly and said weakly: "Can you put my mother down first?"
Zhou Guihua was angry, how could she give her face? She glared at her eyes and scolded: "She blocked the door and scolded me, what did you do? If you are talking nonsense, I will hang it up with you?"
Ma Guoqing was so scared that his neck shrank and he didn't dare to speak. Seeing his son so cowardly, Du Xiuying glared at him and wanted to scold him. But looking at his wet trousers, she shut up.
Ma Hongkui looked at his wife with a complicated expression and sighed secretly. To be honest, he really didn't want to care about this matter. Since marrying this woman, how much trouble she caused? He also did a lot of confused things.
It is not a bad thing to be able to teach her a lesson today, so that she can gain a better memory. Otherwise, I really don’t know what else this woman can do?
But she is her own wife after all, she is a decades old. It is not good to be watched by so many people like to look at monkeys. What she lost is no longer her own, and the whole family's face was thrown away by her.
So he looked at Zhou Guihua and asked in a somewhat restrained tone: "Girl, can you put your aunt down?"
Zhou Guihua obviously couldn't scold Ma Hongkui like she did when she was going to Ma Guoqing, but she obviously didn't want to let such a shrew go. After a moment of pondering, she said to Ma Hongkui: "Uncle Ma, she is not my aunt, and my aunt wouldn't block the factory gate like this to scold me."
"Then what do you think of? She scolded you, and you hung her on the door for so long. Things have to be resolved, right?" Ma Hongkui asked helplessly.
Zhou Guihua rolled her eyes a few times, and then suddenly she felt a surprise when she asked her god. She seemed to have thought of something good, and smiled:
"Uncle Ma, she blocked the door and scolded me for a long time. I must not be able to get married. I had nothing to do with Ma Guoqing, but now no one believes anything I say. I, a clean and innocent girl, was thrown into such sewage. You must give me an explanation, right?"
Ma Hongkui glanced at his son, and Ma Guoqing was also looking at him. The father and son didn't know how to give this explanation?
"Don't think about it, you are just not sure about my son, otherwise why would I not scold others for scolding you?" Du Xiuying, who was hung on the door, couldn't help but scold him again as she looked at her husband and son being controlled by her grandson.
"Okay, you are amazing. Come here to Ma Guoqing. Do I have the right to be your wife?" Zhou Guihua grabbed Ma Guoqing next to her and asked with her arms around her neck.
Ma Guoqing was almost breathless when he was strangled. He didn't even hear what Zhou Guihua asked clearly. He nodded quickly: "Yes, yes!"
Chapter completed!