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                                                                                                          “呸——”一口红泥土，吐出去，“邪气个小娘们，难道土地神是你男人！”袖子抹了嘴巴，掉头又踩住小小肉团，弯腰去提肉团两脚——“哎哟哦——”脚被红薯秧挂住，人出去了，鞋留下来，裤腿留下来一条——“有，有人噗——”一口红水出来，呛得自己“咳……咳……”
                                                                                                                                                                胡书记冷静地察看，周围人都在干活，手没有闲着的，只有好像是谁家小孩，在旁边拔草，看那吃奶劲，憋红了脸，也不像是他做事。难道自家侄子，脚步就是没稳哩！
                                                                                                                                                                狐疑地扫视了两圈，“咹，好好地干。俺家大爷，出死入生卖命革命，俺要好好保守来之不易的红色江山。谁反对俺，就是现在反革命咹——”
                                                                                                                                                                “这是谁家的妮子？好好管教。还有你，胡德贵，就你刚才那两下，能接好革命的班子吗？回头给俺写二十字检查！”
                                                                                                                                                                “叔，俺大字不识三个，光俺名还是画圈……”
                                                                                                                                                                “废物！”努努嘴。
                                                                                                                                                                “是哩书记大人，俺写，写二百五十字……呸，啪，”自己打自己个耳光，净逞能！磨道里转三天，看你能磨出一两面？二十字写不出来，咋又逞能，活真是个二百五！
                                                                                                                                                                俩人一个气势昂昂，一个萎萎靡靡地，一前一后，走了。
                                                                                                                                                                “哈哈——，—”后面的人开怀要笑，笑到半截，赶紧刹住舌头，左右看看，都笑过，才放下忐忑。
                                                                                    

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