Shaoqiu returned to his house again and sat in front of the dilapidated window, facing the howling wind outside, feeling very bad.
Speaking of which, this black bandit had nothing to do, so he came to this deserted village again and wandered in front of Shaoqiu's house. As for what he wanted to do, I'm afraid no one knew.
However, Shaoqiu was not happy with the black bandit staying in front of his house. He originally wanted to sing a little song, but when he saw the black bandit coming, he didn't dare to do anything else.
Fortunately, the black bandit stayed in front of Shaoqiu's house for a while, and then passed away like the wind, making this dilapidated house quite quiet and even warm for a while.
Luzhen, a small town located by a river with mountains at its back, ushered in another market day today.
In Lu Town, on the dilapidated pier, people are laughing, shouting, talking loudly, and girls are snickering...
On the street, pedestrians are bustling, sweating like rain, grinding the dirt into dust. Although the shops on both sides are not so dazzling, they are also magnificent. The faces of people passing by are full of envy, and they want to go in and see these beautiful things. Even just to look at it.
Cars honked on the street, but people walking on both sides of the street still went their own way and didn't take the honking of cars seriously.
At this time, the car driver would always get angry, yelling and swearing, and his words were quite indecent, but the listener didn't take it to heart, just turned a deaf ear, and kept talking and laughing, which made the driver laugh. There is nothing the driver can do about it.
At this time, on this street, lovers walked by in pairs, touching their hands, touching their feet, and twisting their waists. Afterwards, they might go to the river to watch the dragon boats, or they might sit at a stall and eat a bowl. Good rice tofu is a very tasty thing.
Shaoqiu also came to the market that day, carrying a load of sweet potatoes, hoping to sell them in Lu Town to make some money.
This cold potato is relatively easy to sell in Lu Town. In less than an hour, almost all of it was sold out. The remaining ones made Shaoqiu worried that he would not sell them. It was a pity that he would not be able to sell them. .
At this moment, a group of big men carrying big knives were chasing and slashing the guy with a dark face. For some reason, this guy got provoked by this group of gangsters and was chased and slashed by them desperately. If not for his quick hands and feet, he could catch up with him. This one knife can end his life.
This black-faced man was helplessly chased by this gang of gangsters, and he did not dare to fight with them, so he had no choice but to run forward desperately, otherwise he would have to die in Luzhen.
The black-faced man walked through the crowd, trying his best to avoid the pursuit of this group of desperadoes. However, the gangsters were so numerous that it was not easy to escape.
The black-faced man was chased by the gangsters to the river. He had no choice but to run along the riverbed, trying to stay as far away from the gangsters as possible. Otherwise, it would probably be impossible to go back to see his relatives.
"Your mother, I have to kill you today!" the gangster said. The machete was really shining under the sun. It stabbed the black-faced man in the face, making him frightened for a moment. He even felt that today It might be the end of me.
It was by this river, not far from Lu Town, that the black-faced man was killed by this gang of gangsters. After that, the gang of gangsters quietly left and was never heard from again.
Shaoqiu sold the cold potatoes in Lu Town, and then took the boat back to his house. He was still sitting in the dilapidated house with leaks everywhere, preparing to make some vegetables and stir-fry some meat.
The deserted village seemed so desolate at this dusk. The singing of girls could no longer be heard, and the sound of strong men shouting at the cows could not be heard. Only the sound of the long river flowing eastward continued, as if it was constantly moving between heaven and earth. Confessing something to whom.
At this time, Shaoqiu was sitting under a broken kerosene lamp, sitting sadly, thinking about things that he could never understand.
The sound of the river flowing eastward was quite beautiful in this silent night, while the strong wind whistled from the hillside, and many leaves fell one after another, making a sound like a girl murmuring in her dream.
Someone was sitting on a barren mountain, constantly cursing at this deserted village. As for why, only God knows.
A dog was barking under an old tree. It probably thought that the man was scolding it. Otherwise, why would it bark so fiercely?
Shaoqiu stayed in his dilapidated house, listening to this. At this time, he was in a very bad mood. He had to go up the mountain to plant crops tomorrow, but he still didn't understand this, and no one taught him, but he couldn't. Don't go up the mountain to do this.
At this time, for some unknown reason, the wind suddenly blew out the lights, and the room became dark for a while. In an instant, it was almost impossible to see anything, and all that could be seen were one or two stars outside.
After a period of time like this, it was another market day. As soon as the market day came, Lu Town became very lively. There were all kinds of people from all walks of life, including traders and footmen, as well as merchants and traders. All kinds of people made Lu Town quite crowded. Among these crowded people, you can always see beautiful girls.
The main purpose of Shaoqiu coming to the market in Lu Town is to sell sweet potatoes, but there is also another ulterior purpose, which is to see these passing girls. For some reason, when he sees these beautiful girls, Shaoqiu is moved. The confusion and emotional loss will be swept away, and happiness will take root in the heart.
After Shaoqiu sold out the sweet potatoes, he sat on a stone bridge in Luzhen and watched the scenery far and near. He drank tea and looked at it, feeling very good for a while.
Under the stone bridge, a man and a woman were hugging each other, doing something that was not very honorable but also upright. Regarding this, Shaoqiu did not dare to look at it, fearing that it would affect his luck. After all, The harvest from his own mountain is not yet certain.
Shaoqiu returned to the pier along the stone bridge, and it was not only Shaoqiu who was on the pier, but the black bandits were also there. But at this time, he was already surrounded by several people. The burly men looked at the black bandit and were furious, cursing disgusting words. There was nothing the black bandit could do about it.
One of them stepped forward and punched the black bandit in the face, but the black bandit did not dodge and punched back, knocking out one of the big man's teeth and leaving him lying on the ground screaming.
Seeing that no one dared to do anything to him, the black bandit rushed forward and punched the big man lying on the ground like raindrops, causing him to only have air coming out but no air coming in.
Seeing that this black bandit was so difficult to mess with, the other big men left one after another, hurriedly like a lost dog, but when they left, there was still an air of dissatisfaction in their mouths, "Just wait!"
"Okay, grandpa, I will sit here and wait for you. If you don't come to me, I will still look down on you." The black bandit said this. After saying this, he patted the dust on his hands and walked along a wooden board. I got off the boat and looked at the scenery outside the window boredly.
At this time, Shaoqiu could not stay on the pier any longer, because he heard people shouting loudly that the ship was about to leave.
At this time, Lu Zhen was already a trace of dust in the setting sun, sitting quietly by the river, as if recalling the glory and shame of the past.
And at this moment, a beautiful girl, wearing a short skirt, sang a ditty that made people go crazy, carrying a bamboo basket, sitting on the stone slab, and started flapping the clothes here and there. Amidst the voice, Lu Zhen also gradually calmed down. The bustling crowd had disappeared, and the empty old street under the setting sun now became a bit desolate.
Shaoqiu sat on the boat and returned to the deserted village. He got into his dilapidated house and started cooking. Otherwise, what would he have for dinner?
