Feng Quan was also very excited when he heard the naughty Xing'er wanting to remove her red veil by herself. He made a fool of himself and forgot to adopt the traditional form of marriage. He had a broken civilization to get married and do something magical. Things have come to this point and cannot be saved, so it will be considered a matter of course.

A long drought is a sweet rain, a former friend meets an old friend in a foreign land, and a wedding night and a gold medal are the four major happy events in life. Although he has won the concubines in the seven rooms, he is a serious marriage. For Feng Quan, who has traveled over, it is the first time that the big girl has been in the sedan chair.

Although he was no longer Chu, Feng Quan was still particularly excited when he looked at the fiery red candles in the bridal chamber, the red paper on the windows, the red quilt on the wedding bed.

"Huh? There is still a lack of a little boy to put on the bed. Let your two sons do it next time you get married to Xiaoqi. Hehe, I'll be excited to think about it!"

After waiting for so long, Feng Quan still didn't see him lifting the red veil. Xing'er secretly looked at Feng Quan through the gap. Damn it! What are you thinking?

"Hurry up! Are you thinking of a slutty old lady again?"

"Hehe, I think it seems that there is a bed-bearing person. Forget it, Mr. Jiang has become a witness. We can't be picky anymore. Sister Xing'er, brother is here!"

Feng Quan picked up the little red stick from Xing'er's butt, and gently picked it up, and the red veil came down. According to the traditional ritual, once the red veil was opened, the bride and groom should get back to the point, and the dry material encountered fire and other things.

Xing'er's Fufeng Liu's waist twisted gently, stood up, stretched her waist, and felt a strong sense of sexiness in her laziness. She opened her cherry mouth and said with a smile: "I'm so tired today. Good husband, I'm going to add some hot water to me. I'm going to wash the bottom, it's so cool, okay?"

"puff!"

When Xing'er got married, wasn't she so excited?

"Bang!"

Xing'er's round and perky buttocks were hit again, "Oh! You hit me again, is it so annoying? I won't give it to you later, I'll suffocate you to death!"

"whee"

Feng Quan mixed hot water with all the jumps and jumps. This was the first time he saw a woman with a sauté. It was good and very hygienic. Xing'er finished her personal hygiene easily. At her strong request, Feng Quan also took it seriously.

All the preparations were completed. Xing'er was lying carelessly on the bed, hooking Feng Quan with her right index finger, and whispering with Cherry, saying sweetly: "Honey, come quickly, people can't wait."

When Feng Quan heard this, he said, "Damn it! Is it so swollen? Is it too passive? Amid Xing'er's cry, Feng Quan threw himself on the food... There was also a hot heating in the bridal chamber. The two newlyweds hugged each other tightly, standing or lying. The bed, floor, and bathroom inside the bridal chamber, the romantic footprints of the two people were left.

Since this is a unique courtyard, Feng Quan and Xing'er were not afraid of anyone coming to listen to the room. They fought fiercely without any scruples. Feng Quan's breathing sound like an old cow, Xing'er's strange sound was echoing in the bridal chamber for a long time.

The young man is strong in firepower, Feng Quan is an alternative, but Xing'er, who seems to be very weak, is also very scary when he activates female power, and does not refuse any postures. Feng Quan rises up to his power. After the eighth level of the plum blossom, Xing'er finally loses and lies on the bed without moving, and his whole body feels like he is dispersed.

"Bang!"

Who said that a cigarette after a meal is better than a living god? After doing the thing that comes to the top of the four major tirings in life, it will feel even more fragrant. As an old smoker for many years, Feng Quan has a deep affection for cigarettes. Before traveling through time, he has known all kinds of mid- and low-end cigarettes.

Just like without the plumpness of peaches, the slimness of a banana can not be reflected. Hard indicators such as nicotine and tar quantity, as well as soft indicators such as hardness when pumping, whether it is hard or not, or whether it is choking.

The lightest smoke generally has a long and fragrant taste, which has a small stimulation to the brain, a tobacco fragrance with the mouth and nose, and no obvious smoky feeling in the throat and lung cavity. The key to enjoyment is the swaying aroma of the mouth and nose and a slight anesthesia feeling. This cigarette is most suitable for self-enjoyment after dinner and when you are in a relaxed mood. If you have just finished heavy physical labor, mental labor, etc., then you must not taste heavy cigarettes to relieve fatigue.

Feng Quan put his two thick legs on Xing'er's bulging giant buttocks and smoked a cigarette very comfortably. Xing'er had been exhausted and too lazy to push it away. She suddenly felt like she was closing her eyes in a daze.

The young man did not recognize the taste of sorrow, and he forced to say sorrow in order to write new poems. Feng Quan would definitely not be so bored. He was in a gentle country and began to be compassionate. The Republic of China was first established, and everything was in a mess, and all kinds of wars and years of famine. This is hard for ordinary people to imagine. Perhaps some people would say, why not eat meat, or hunt birds?

In fact, even an experienced old hunter cannot succeed in hunting every time if he does not have excellent handy weapons. The cheetah with the highest success rate and the most skilled hunting skills on land must give up if he cannot catch his prey within 6 to 8 seconds.

Feng Quan, who is familiar with history, knows that there are many more Chinese *** in China, and the most recent ones are: the national drought in 1934; Sichuan-Gansu *** from 1936 to 1937.

Although Sichuan is known as the country of Tianfu, it is actually just a little better in Chengdu. Many places in northern and eastern Sichuan are very poor, with floods and droughts, earthquakes and plagues continuously.

When the terrifying Sichuan-Gansu County occurred, all the disaster areas except the counties in the Chengdu Basin were affected, with about 37 million people suffering from the disaster. The number of people starving to death could not be counted for various reasons. However, the population of Wanyuan County, the most serious, dropped by one third. The Sichuan-Gansu County, which had been spread for two years, survived until the second half of 1937, and the long-lost heavy rain fell, and the disaster gradually eased.

In the rural areas of northern China, which have been famine for years, there are terrible scenes of starvation everywhere. Many people cannot eat for a month or two, and the children are even more pitiful. Their little skeletons are curved and deformed, their joints are protruding, and their bones are as thin as firewood. Their bulging belly is stuffed with bark and grass roots, and they are bulging like tumors.

A rare drought caused nearly 40 million victims to die in the vast wasteland, and their bodies were torn and eaten by groups of jackals and wolves. What is particularly terrifying is that at the junction of Shaanxi and Gansu, "five-colored mice" all over the mountains emerged from the plains, and they would eat them when they met a cat...

The sun is scorching, and the essence is red for thousands of miles. The victims who have no way to survive can only take risks and launch riots to grab grain for survival. The first target is landlords and gentry and other large households, followed by some rice shops and grain shops in the town and the vehicles of rice merchants.

At that time, the ships carrying radish from the upper reaches of the Jialing River did not dare to dock at all, but the hungry victims, regardless of the depth of the river, swarmed towards the boats, drowned countless times, regardless of the depth of the river.

Finally, the crazy hungry people began to collectively rob the government's granary and military rations, fighting to rob the grain. Some troops used the reason of "the rebels will kill them without any refusal", and dozens of machine guns fired violently at the same time, sweeping away more than a thousand hungry people who were causing trouble and robbing grain!

What should I do? I still have to focus on military development, and do my best to China? Thinking of my father-in-law Li Lizhong, who has been struggling in the food store for most of his life, Feng Quan smiled and searched for it without any effort.

Ten miles of different styles, eight miles of customs. Before Feng Quan traveled, there was a custom in his hometown that the bride had to go back to his parents' home the next day of marriage. Without further ado, Feng Quan no longer cared about the regulations in Nanjing. The next morning, he drove back to his parents' home with Xing'er wearing a big red cheongsam.

Seeing that his daughter and son-in-law came, and Feng Quan was in hand with a 1 million ocean as a betrothal gift, the shopkeeper Li of Yufeng Grain Store continued to close the door and was closed.

"Old woman, come out quickly, Xing'er and son-in-law come!"

"Hey! Come here, hehe."
Chapter completed!