"Uh...!" The old monkey was a little embarrassed.

"You want to marry a hairy girl, you know what a hairy girl is." The old monkey grabbed the cotton pants and put them on his legs.

Because I was too excited, I didn't push in after two attempts.

"What?" Ding San asked stupidly.

"That……

That’s not our Chinese species!

What color is your hair? What color is her hair?

What color are your eyes? What color are her eyes?

Don’t you have any ideas in mind?”

After finally getting the cotton trousers on the boat, the old monkey scolded Ding San.

"What's going on?" Ding San didn't seem to realize

"What's wrong?

Are you really stupid or pretending to be stupid?

Marry a young girl and have a second son.

With a head full of yellow hair, your family can let them in?"

"Both my parents are dead, and there is no one left in the family."

"No...! There is no one left, you still have ancestors.

When you go to the graves of your ancestors to kowtow..., you take Huang Maozi with you to kowtow? Aren't you afraid of people laughing at you?"

"As long as it's my seed, then there's no problem."

"you……!

You don't know what those hairy girls in the hospital are like. Many of them are enough to have a thousand fucking men.

Mao Mei doesn't care about sleeping with a man at all, do you know if the seed is yours?"

"If you say such words again, you will fall out!

As I said, Natasha is a good girl." Ding San was a little unhappy.

This is not surprising, no one would let someone talk about their lover like this.

"Falling out?

Are you saying you're going to fall out with me?

We almost froze to death in Tsaritsyn, hugging each other to keep warm. Why didn't you tell me you were falling out with me then?

Why are you fucking going to fall out with me because of a yellow-haired bitch?"

"Call her a bitch again and I'll fall out with you." Ding San stared, obviously very angry.

"Bitch! Anyone with yellow hair on their head is a fucking bitch, bitch!"

"Fuck!" Ding San punched the old monkey in the face.

"Fuck, you kid is serious." The old monkey was good at splitting his palms, and he split Ding San's head.

The two of them struggled together!

You kick me, I kick you, and you keep cursing.

This scene is a bit like two wild cats fighting!

There was a loud noise, and people from the company headquarters heard it and ran in.

Seeing this scene makes me feel a little stupid!

The company commander and deputy company commander, who were usually so good that they could wear a pair of trousers, were now fighting each other like crazy.

They even used techniques like pulling their hair and digging their crotches.

"Pull away!" the clerk said, and then the big guy ran over and pulled away the two company commanders who were beaten like black-eyed chickens.

"roll!"

The two people who were pulled away said in unison.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"Get out! Get out of here." The two men roared crazily again.

Everyone left immediately!

The official level is overwhelming and cannot be offended.

After the people from the company headquarters retreated, Old Monkey and Ding San each sat on the bed.

The old monkey wiped away the nosebleed randomly, bent down and took out a bottle of Laolongkou from under the bed.

He unscrewed the lid and took a big sip without using the cup.

Then he handed the wine bottle to Ding San!

Ding San took it and took a swig into his mouth.

The blood inside the old monkey's nose is bleeding even more!

"Damn, you're so damn smart." The old monkey randomly pulled a piece of cloth and stuffed it into his nose.

"How dare you fucking say that? If I can't give birth to a son, I will look for you."

"Looking for me? Why, help?

I promised you in advance that if you squeezed it just now, I'll rub it for you."

"Get out!"

The wine bottle returned to the old monkey's hands.

He took a sip of wine and said, "Brother, listen to my brother's advice.

If you marry a yellow-haired girl, people in the Ming Dynasty will look down on you.

If I even look down on you, who would look down on that yellow-haired woman?

When the time comes, if you live a useless life, she will also live a useless life.

If you really like her, take her as a concubine.

What's the idea of ​​just treating the family as having multiple servant girls, all of whom are strong, have big breasts and big butts and can give birth to children and work?

No delays!

If you really want to marry a wife, you must marry a Ming Dynasty woman properly.

You won’t be talked about behind your back.”

The old monkey gave what seemed to be good advice!

"I don't want to take concubines anymore. It's not good to have too many women.

Natasha's parents are both dead and there is no one left at home, so I promised to take care of her.

Sir, spitting is a trap.

If what you say does not count, I will marry her."

"Then you are not afraid of being stabbed in the back when you return to Ming Dynasty?"

"When the war is over, I will take her to the Western Regions.

In the Western Region, there is not so much talk." Ding San took the bottle.

"Western Region...!" The old monkey had no choice.

The appearance of Russians was alien in the Ming Dynasty, and they would attract onlookers when they went out on the street.

But there is no problem in the Western Regions. After all, there are many people with yellow hair there.

Who among the eight hundred serious Ming people would want to go to that windy and sandy place in the Western Regions?

In many people's impressions, the Western Region is filled with sand and the Gobi desert on the ground.

The only living thing is the camel!

This has been the inherent impression of the Han people on the Western Regions for thousands of years.

No one would want to immigrate to the Western Regions unless they had no other choice.

Despite the imperial court's repeated encouragement, the Han people in the Western Regions are still a minority. Most of the people on the streets are aborigines from the Western Regions.

"Why! Why?

Just because she has big breasts and a butt like a millstone?

You are now an officer. When you return home, many girls propose marriage to you, asking for anything.
To be continued...