Shaoqiu returned to the deserted village and stayed alone in the house, imagining people's legends and fearing that there was really a ghost in this house. What should he do then?
The night outside was very dark, and from time to time you could hear someone shouting sadly, like a strong wind sweeping past, and then disappearing with the wind.
Shaoqiu was very scared, staying in this dilapidated house, and there was a possibility of ghosts coming and going. If a ghost came to talk to him, even if he wanted to refuse, it would be impossible. What should we do about this? He opened a book at this time. At this time, only reading could save himself from being so scared. At this time, the rain was also falling continuously outside. Listening to the sound of rain, he felt less scared.
"It would be really nice if a woman could let her touch her butt at this time."
Shaoqiu thought so, but where should he find such a woman in this deserted village?
In the night, Shaoqiu was reading a book, and outside, someone was angrily scolding his mother, and in the sound of scolding his mother, the sound of the river flowing eastward was also so desolate. The fragrance of flowers came from nowhere. In this fragrance, Shaoqiu was almost drunk and fell asleep on the book.
There has been no news from Xiaohua for a long time. I wonder if she is okay at this time?
Xiaohua was staying in her room at this time, looking at the mountains outside. She thought that if she married someone one day, she must marry a handsome and smart man. At this time, she thought of Shaoqiu. When she thought of this Shaoqiu, Xiaohua's face turned red and she looked like a peach blossom.
But the Shaoqiu family is so poor that it is impossible to open the door. Can you live a good life if you marry into such a family? At this time, she raised her chin and looked at the clouds outside. She thought hard but still couldn't figure it out.
"Hua'er, don't think so much. Come out to eat. Look, the food is cold." Hua Bo said this. After saying this, he scolded her for a while.
"Dad, who are you scolding?" Xiaohua asked.
"Who else is there? Shaoqiu, that bad guy. He loves to eat and is too lazy to cook. He doesn't care about the grass in the fields. Why, they have all crawled into our fields." Uncle Hua said this, looking quite angry. He wanted to hit someone, if Shaoqiu was in front of him.
"Dad, that's grass, and she didn't mean it. How could she get so angry?" Xiao Hua persuaded, and deliberately acted coquettishly in front of Hua Bo, but Hua Bo slapped her in the face. A slap in the face.
Xiaohua didn't dare to speak anymore, she covered her face and got into the house, closed the door, and seemed to never want to come out. She kept crying in the house, and who could care about her crying in this deserted village? No one cares, not even herself. She wonders if she is really wrong?
At this time, Uncle Hua became even more angry, thinking that all this was thanks to Shaoqiu. No, he picked up his hoe and walked up the mountain.
Let's talk about this Shaoqiu day. I felt that I had stayed in the house for too long. Besides, there was a ghost in the house. I couldn't stay in the house any longer, so I went up the mountain with my hoe. The reason why he went up the mountain was to hoe the weeds in the ground. Otherwise, the watermelons growing in the ground would not grow. This year we all depend on these watermelons. Otherwise, not to mention marrying Xiaohua, even surviving would be a problem.
He worked hard for these watermelons, working day and night. Even at night when others were sleeping, he was still pulling grass in the field, just to make more watermelons grow and grow bigger? And these watermelons are also very impressive, and they have lived up to their hard work. No, they have grown in large numbers in this field, and they are all fat and round, which is very gratifying.
In the past, every time Shaoqiu went to the fields, he would talk to the watermelons for a while and say some encouraging words, such as saying that they would grow quickly and that he would marry you a wife when they grow up. I said it in one word, just to make this watermelon grow bigger and faster.
And whenever he saw a mouse or something, peeing in his field, or taking a peek at his watermelon, Shaoqiu would be quite resentful. He would grab the stones around him and hit them, but he would Even if my own watermelon is broken, I can't hit these nasty furry things. These are really bad guys.
Once, for some unknown reason, a big old buffalo came to Shaoqiu's watermelon field and shamelessly nibbled a watermelon in his field. At that time, Shaoqiu met him and, without saying a word, sneered at his face. He immediately slapped me in the face. "How dare you eat this from your uncle!" Shaoqiu scolded him so fiercely. However, this cow was not easy to mess with. It used its horns to fight back against Shaoqiu. Shaoqiu fell to the ground and could not get up for a long time.
Shaoqiu worked hard for this watermelon. Seeing that the watermelon was about to grow up, it was hard to overstate the joy in his heart. It's been a long time since I've seen this watermelon. Maybe it's grown up a lot now. It's great for Shaoqiu to be able to go up the mountain and take another look at this watermelon.
When he arrived at the watermelon field, of course the watermelons had grown bigger. At this time, he also saw Uncle Hua, squatting on the edge of his own field, constantly pulling out weeds. As soon as he saw Shaoqiu, he thought of Xiaohua again, and became very angry. After roaring, he rushed over and slapped Shaoqiu hard on the face.
After that, he trampled four large watermelons to pieces. These watermelons were not red yet, but looked like white winter melons. This Shaoqiu really didn't know what to do. He had no choice but to cover his face, sit aside and sigh. Alas, for the sake of Xiaohua, just bear with it, otherwise?
"Mom is so stupid. Even the grass has grown into my field and she doesn't come to tear it off. She eats and is lazy all day long. Who do you think she is?" Uncle Hua said. After saying this, he removed Shaoqiu's watermelon vine. I tore off a few of them and stepped on them a few times, but otherwise, it seemed like I couldn't get rid of the bad breath in my heart.
"Uncle, please stop stepping on it. This is my life. If you step on it like this, how will I live in the future?" Shaoqiu cried.
But Uncle Hua didn't care about that. He held the hoe, rolled his eyes at Shaoqiu, and left again. Shaoqiu was the only one staying on this barren mountain for a while.
After pulling grass from the ground for a long time, when it was getting dark, he quietly returned to his house. Sitting in this house that was said to be haunted by ghosts made Shaoqiu really uncomfortable. He was not afraid of ghosts, but what he was afraid of was whether Xiaohua would dare to enter this house in the future. If Xiaohua doesn't dare to enter the house, then the trouble will be big.
Is there any way to discuss with this ghost and tell him not to be so scary? Yes, why didn’t I think of it earlier? However, there was no ghost seen at all at this time, so how could we discuss it with him?
If I call this ghost a master, will the old man stop harming me, or will he kneel down and bow to him or something like that? I don't know if this will be useful.
The deserted village was now completely dark again. It was almost impossible to see the mountains in the distance, let alone the trees on the mountains. Only the sound of the small river flowing eastward sounded interesting. An owl flew across the sky, its cry was pitiful and unsettling, especially for Shaoqiu, who felt indescribably scared when he stayed alone in this dilapidated place.
This owl also frightened Shaoqiu, but at this time he thought about ghosts and felt a little better having ghosts as his company. It was really a miserable night, and somewhere in the deserted village, someone was crying in pain. The sound filled the entire deserted village for a while, but disappeared again.
Only on the edge of the field, a man waved gently to a woman, and the woman followed him silently, but the woman did not look at the man in front of her, but cast her eyes on Shaoqiu. on the body. After that, these two bad guys went down the river and disappeared in the darkness.
Shaoqiu also closed the door, sat in the room, and read a book.
