A row of dormitories located on the north side of the office is a teacher dormitory. In fact, there is only one permanent residence, Guo Aiqin.

Guo Aiqin, who is just in her early thirties, is a public teacher. Her man works in a chemical factory in the county. Generally, she comes back on Saturday afternoon and Sunday afternoon, so she usually lives alone with her children.

Guo Aiqin is pretty, delicate and cute, and Wang Tuanmu is excited when she sees her. Usually, when the teacher leaves after school in the afternoon, he will open the back window and start singing. Sometimes he is in a hurry. As long as there is no one else in the office, he will push the window and say aloud no matter whether he is left or not.

Guo Aiqin's dormitory is facing the office.

Wang Tuanmu sang almost every time he sang, hoping to attract her attention.

However, for a long time, Guo Aiqin had no movement at all. She was a reserved woman, but she sawed the wood through the stone rope. Wang Tuanmu tirelessly played singing to attract her. Today, she finally responded.

This kind of response can also be called seduction.

Guo Aiqin deliberately chopped wood in front of the kitchen. She struggled to hold the axe, but she didn't find the right head for a long time. She lost her voice again and again, making her voice full of tenderness, brushing her jade hand and looking around.

When Zhang Benmin saw it, hey, it seems that Wang Tuanmu may succeed today. After thinking about it, he can't afford this bastard. Although the two are in harmony, they can be broken up. As for fishing for old turtles, it was not too early to get the hook, so I just stayed here and took a look and made a mess.

Wang Tuanmu was actually a bit tragic. Zhang Benmin saw through things at a glance. It took him a while before he realized it. He twisted his body and ran out of the office like he was caught by a ghost.

With a rush, the bastard didn't change his breath, but he tried to make himself look very graceful. He stopped when he was approaching, took a slow step, pressed his breath and said slowly: "Teacher Guo, you can teach you absolutely, but you can't do it yet." After saying this, he opened his mouth and took a few breaths, then held his breath again, and said calmly: "Actually, chopping firewood is something a man does, come, give it to me."

Wang Tuanmu stretched out his hand and took the axe from Guo Aiqin without any discussion.

The firewood made Wang Tuanmu not work hard, but worked hard. He held the handle of the axe with both hands, and his face turned red every time. It was not an exaggeration to say that he could use his strength to eat, but for fear that he would not attract Guo Aiqin's attention and interest.

In fact, Guo Aiqin knew that this man who sang to her almost every day to show her slutty really gradually aroused her thoughts. For a week, the man was not by his pillow for six days and the child was young, so he had to do whatever he wanted and how he did it.

"Teacher Wang, you sing so well." Guo Aiqin began to praise her.

"Where are you, just singing around, yelling around, and shouting around to make you happy." Wang Tuanmu seemed a little shy, but the energy to chop firewood was still full of energy.

"You are humble." Guo Aiqin poured a glass of water into the house and brought it to Wang Tuanmu. "The child is sleeping, and it is inconvenient to enter the house, so it will wake him up."

"Teacher Guo, I'm not thirsty, I'm not thirsty." Wang Tuanmu said he was not thirsty, and his hands were already stretched out quickly, deliberately touching, pressing Guo Aiqin's hand, staring at her eyes like a fire, "Thank you, thank you Teacher Guo."

Although Guo Aiqin had that kind of meaning, she couldn't resist the directness in broad daylight. She retracted her hand and turned her eyes around, "Oh, it's just over school, so there are more students."

"Oh, oh, yes, that's not." Wang Tuanmu seemed to have an epiphany and put the water cup on the cement board next to him, "Let's do this, Teacher Guo, I'll go back to the office first, and come here to help you chop firewood later, ah!"

"Oh, let's talk about it." Guo Aiqin pretended to be distorted and turned around and entered the room.

Wang Tuanmu was so excited that he kept shaking, rubbing his hands vigorously, tilting his neck twice, and then singing in a loud voice:

"The flowers of happiness are blooming in our hearts... Our lives are full of sunshine, full of sunshine..."

This bastard, you know the sunshine is damn!

Zhang Benmin sat next to the flower bed, thinking about how to mess up the matter.

It was a coincidence that when Guo Aiqin and her man, Song Weishan, came in from the school gate in a Dajinluo car.

"Snake", Zhang Benmin suddenly slapped his thigh. What a damn pity. If Song Weishan came back later and just happened to catch the current situation of prostitution for male prostitutes, how great it would be!

I saw Song Weishan arrive in front of the dormitory, stop the foreign car, and take off a plastic bag from the handlebar, "Wife, someone is transferring to the shift tomorrow. I'm back. Look, what have you brought!"

Guo Aiqin was not very brave. Although she didn't do anything, the man suddenly came back, shocking her swaying and turbulent care. "You, why are you back?" She was a little confused about what to say, "Oh, come back, come back, come back before Sunday, okay, that's great."

"What's going on? I feel like I'm not lying in my heart." Song Weishan frowned.

"Oh, what a soulless person, that's of course he's tired." Guo Aiqin gradually calmed down, "I just finished chopping the firewood, look, it's so big."

Song Weishan turned his head and looked, "Oh, wife, you said you are really good. The firewood is not enough. Why are you in a hurry to chop so much? Look, I'm tired of you. Besides, I said last time that coal balls are burning this winter, so let's make a stove!" Song Weishan said, walking to the firewood, "But the more things are, the better. While it's still early, I'll chop some more, and let's talk about it if you don't need it."

What is chopping wood? Look at Song Weishan, holding wood with one hand and holding an axe with the other, is as easy as swinging a ping-pong racket. He swung it "crack" for a while, and a larger pile of firewood came out.

At this moment, Wang Tuanmu, who was hiding in the office window, stood silently, not to mention how uncomfortable it felt.

Zhang Benmin felt so happy!

If you feel good, just shout it out!

"The flowers of happiness are blooming in my heart..." Zhang Benmin got up and walked, howling and singing.

Wang Tuanmu, behind the office window, heard the melody like he was stabbed by a needle and hid deeper in the curtains.

Running home, Zhang Benmin spread his arms high and felt like a bird out of the cage.

"Grandma, use a few needles!" When she got home, Zhang Benmin pushed open the door and shouted.

"Nite?" Grandma who was cooking in the stove was a little confused, "Gawa, what are you going to do?"

"Grandma, don't worry, it's all for me anyway." Zhang Benmin looked around the yard and had to find a few solid thin threads.

"There is a basket, and it's in the online group."

"Oh, okay." Zhang Benmin rushed into the house and dragged out the basket and churned.

The result was very disappointing. There were two needles inserted in the thread ball, one big and one small. Zhang Benmin couldn't help but feel sad. He couldn't even afford a few needles. Alas, this day is really...

Without taking the needle, Zhang Benmin quietly put the basket back. When he came to the street, who should I borrow a few? Needless to say, Sun Yuliang, his family probably only had two at most. Gao Fenjin's family might have one, but somehow, Zhang Benmin felt that he was always a little uncomfortable in facing Gao Hongfen. Forget it, he wouldn't go to his house. Zhou Guowei must have one. Zhang Benmin had seen Xu Lixia do needlework. Not only did she have a ball of thread, but she also had several thread hammers, and there were several needles inserted on each.

I asked Zhou Guogong to borrow an injection, but I wouldn't go to death! Zhang Benmin frowned and tilted his head to see Zheng Chengxi's agency store.

Oh, just go to the store to get a few credit cards?

Luo Caihua was in the store. This fat woman regarded herself as a true official wife. She had never been to work for several years, but just cooked a meal at home or came to the store.

To be honest, Zhang Benmin didn't want to come to the store. After all, it was opened by his enemy. However, at the critical moment, it doesn't matter if a real man can bend and stretch.

"Oh..." Luo Caihua felt a little complicated when she saw Zhang Benmin. After thinking for a while, she was like greeting customers on a daily basis, and she was floating in a high tone, "What are you buying?"

“Is there a needle?”

"Of course there is, what store will be opened without needles?" Luo Caihua pinched a brown candy and smacked it in her mouth, "How many?"

"Three...four...five points."

"Yes." Luo Caihua responded, took out a pack of needles from the counter, ordered five, "Seven cents."

“On credit.”

"What, what did you say?" Luo Caihua's face twitched, "You want to credit? Why didn't you say it earlier?"

"It's not the same as saying it early or late?"

"That's not necessarily!" Luo Caihua raised her voice, "I'll stop working hard!"

"What's wrong? You still don't have credit on opening a store?"

"Credit, then it depends on who?"

"That is, you don't give me credit, right?"

"I don't know how long it takes for you to get there."

"It's only a few days."

"This is hard to believe."

"I believe it now for those months." Zhang Benmin was also angry. He was such a thing that looked down upon people.

"A few months are too long, no credit!" Luo Caihua leaned her fat body against the back of the chair, "You, you don't meet the conditions for credit."

Damn it!

The injection was not received by credit and it was also very annoying. Zhang Benmin had nowhere to send out his anger. When he returned to the street, he raised his hand and slapped himself in the mouth. This situation was what he should have thought of, but he still had to make it ugly and should be beaten.

"Hmph." Zheng Jinhua suddenly appeared, "It's rare, Zhang Benmin, I'm punishing myself."

Zhang Benmin, who was in awkwardness, simply didn't hide it, sighed, and then thought about it, he couldn't help but be happy. Zheng Jinhua might be able to solve the problem of needles.

"Oh, I'm talking about the first beauty in the fourth grade of Lingdong Brigade." Zhang Benmin walked forward with a smile.

"What are you doing?" Zheng Jinhua was praised and became fluttering. "Looking at you like this, there will definitely be no good thing."

"Well, that's not necessarily the case." Zhang Benmin whispered, "Can you help me?"

"What's the busy thing?"

"Can you secretly take a few needles for me?"

"Needle? Needle for sewing clothes?"

"Yes, it's just a needle for sewing clothes. Just a small or medium sized person, not a large one."

"You don't do needlework, why do you need to do needlework?"

"How can you bring such a person? You have to break the casserole to ask the question to the end if you do someone's favor." Zhang Benmin curled his lips and shook his head, "Human beauty is beauty from the inside out. True beauty is willing to help others without asking the reason."

"..." Zheng Jinhua hesitated for a moment, "Then, how many do you want?"

"Five roots, five roots are enough."

"No problem." Zheng Jinhua's face slightly raised, his eyes rolled, and he said slowly: "But..."

"Oh, Zheng Meiren." Zhang Benmin laughed, "What, I have to keep it a secret, are there any additional conditions?"
Chapter completed!