It was another sunny day, and the small river flowed leisurely under the white clouds. White and red petals sprinkled down, and they followed the flowing water all the way eastward and could no longer be found. Xiaohua walked to the river again, squatted on the stone, and beat her clothes again and again.
And the old ruffian came to the river again, sitting behind the little flower, looking at her body affectionately. Xiaohua's waist is swaying like a willow in the wind, with a strong youthful atmosphere. Anyone who looks at it will be intoxicated by it, and so is this old ruffian.
"What are you doing?" Xiaohua cursed, but for some reason she smiled softly.
"Nothing to do. I saw a caterpillar on your body. Let me help you catch it." The old ruffian said this, and a smile appeared on his face after saying this.
"So that's it, then I have to thank you." Xiaohua said as she slapped the old ruffian hard on the body, and then ran away.
The old ruffian's head seemed to be broken at this time, but now, blood flowed out, and he lay on the ground, sobbing loudly. At this time, Uncle Hua also walked to the edge of the river. Seeing this, he couldn't help but stepped forward and asked, and the old ruffian sued Xiaohua, saying that she had beaten someone.
Uncle Hua was also a kind-hearted person. He got herbs for the old ruffian by the river and said countless good things. However, the old ruffian refused to give up and had to live in Uncle Hua's house to recuperate.
Uncle Hua had no choice but to agree, but the deadline was one month. After one month, the old ruffian had to move out of his house no matter what, otherwise, he would be cursed in the dark night. The old ruffian was also frightened, so he had no choice but to agree and follow the flower uncle into his house. After seeing the little flower, Uncle Hua scolded the little flower indiscriminately, making the little flower stay in his room and cry loudly, and even wanted to commit suicide.
But at this time, Xiaohua thought of Shaoqiu, who might be studying at this time, and it was inconvenient to tell him such a thing, so as not to disturb his enjoyment of studying. She was just sitting in her room, while the old ruffian was lying in her hall, pretending to be sick. From time to time, he asked Xiaohua to come to him, either touching his hands or looking at his face, and even said he wanted to sleep with Xiaohua.
In the evening, Uncle Hua also came back, and the little flower told his father what the old ruffian said.
"Dad, he said he wanted to sleep with me." Xiaohua said.
Uncle Hua kept silent, fearing that there was something fishy going on, and it would be terrible if he offended the old ruffian again. It's not like he has never suffered from this old ruffian, so he definitely doesn't dare to act out of anger anymore. He was silent at this time, but the old ruffian inside kept humming, saying that he was afraid of the cold.
"Are you afraid of the cold in summer?" Hua Bo came forward and asked.
"Well, to tell you the truth, I'm in poor health, especially at night, and I'm even more afraid of the cold. If no one warms my feet, I'm afraid I won't survive tomorrow!" The old ruffian deliberately snorted loudly after finishing his words. He was still coughing, and his cough was so loud that it made Uncle Hua really believe him.
Uncle Hua thought, if he died in his own house, the police would find out about it, come to his door, and sentence him to death. This would definitely not be good. And when the people in Huangcun knew about it, they had to laugh at him. So, he walked to his house, found a thick quilt, and covered the old ruffian.
"No, it's still cold. There's no warmth in my body. No matter how much I cover it, it's in vain." The old ruffian said. After finishing speaking, his face turned a little red, thinking of what he was going to say next.
"Then what do you want?" Hua Bo asked.
"Just ask Xiaohua to stay with me at night, otherwise, you may not survive tomorrow. If you don't believe it, look, my feet are so cold." The old ruffian said with a smile.
"Well, let me think about it, but what should I do if Xiaohua refuses? Otherwise, she will commit suicide." Hua Bo said, with a look of fear on his face.
"Then I'd better die here." The old ruffian said this, his face was really determined at this time, and he really wanted to die.
Uncle Hua really didn't know what to do at this time. It was definitely not possible to ask Xiao Hua to accompany him, but he didn't know how to deal with such a bad death.
At this moment, Xiaohua came out, coughing non-stop, looking quite bad, and her hair was messy, it seemed like something was wrong.
"Let me accompany him." Xiaohua said, coughing constantly.
"Aren't you sick?" the old ruffian asked.
"To tell you the truth, my little flower has lung disease and it's contagious. If you don't mind, let her stay with you, okay?" Uncle Hua came up and said with a smile.
"Get out, get away, get away, I don't want to accompany you, no one wants to accompany me, I'm not cold, just stay away." After saying this, the old ruffian got up from the bed and rushed out of the house. left.
Xiaohua closed the door at this time, stopped coughing, snickered, walked into her room, and laughed non-stop.
The night was still spreading outside the door, and the deserted village was now silent. There was no sound of human voices, and the sound of the river flowing eastward could not be heard.
One night, Shaoqiu woke up from his dream, walked out of the door again, and looked at the sky to see what time the stars were. At this moment, a large car quietly appeared in the night. The light was enough to make people feel uncomfortable, but with this light, the Grimm Mountains would not be so scary.
Shaoqiu was still sick at this time, and his coughing made the entire deserted village tremble. However, the big car didn't care so much, and rushed straight into the deserted village with the courage to cross the gap in Helan Mountain, but no one dared to say anything. I could only lie on my dilapidated bed and sigh quietly.
However, Shaoqiu thought it was none of his business. After taking a look, he entered his room again, closed the door, and lay on the bed again. But in this dark night, when I heard this voice, I seemed less scared. However, he felt quite uncomfortable about the ghost in his house. However, since there was a knife in the house, the ghost should naturally run away.
He could stay in his own house peacefully and listen to the sound of large cars passing by in the deserted village in the middle of the night, which was also a different flavor. But for some reason, out of fear, the big car seems to be parked in front of his house and won't leave. And who can understand the reason why it won't leave?
A loudspeaker appeared, and the sound was so high that Shaoqiu's head almost exploded. He had no choice but to stay there, not daring to vent his anger, listening to the movements outside, hoping that this scourge would go away on its own. But the big car didn't seem to want to leave anymore, so it just stopped there, and someone spoke. Isn't that man a gangster?
There was a knock on the door. And this sound was so loud in the middle of the night for some reason. If it was harder, the dilapidated door might be broken. Someone began to curse. After that, I heard the sound of urinating again. This sound was not pleasant, but what could I do if I didn't hear it?
The night was really cold, and the north wind was whistling by. Many leaves fluttered down and were scattered by the wind. It seems that the snowy day is not too far away. Above the tiles, I seemed to hear the sound of falling stones. Oh, no, it wasn't falling stones, but it was really snowing. However, if this sound is heard at night when no one is around, it will really sound meaningful. But tonight, the sound is not pleasant.
"Open the door!" someone yelled.
"Who?" Shaoqiu asked, but no one answered the voice, which seemed to be frozen by the heavy snow.
"Me!" Someone roared viciously, and with this roar, the windows covered with torn paper also rang, and the north wind rushed in, mixed with snow.
Shaoqiu didn't dare to talk anymore at this time, and wanted to use this method to prevaricate, but the night was really quiet for a while. It seemed that his prevarication plan really worked.
"Can't you fucking open the door!" After a long time, the person outside yelled again. He thought he had left, but to his surprise, the person was still there.
Shaoqiu coughed at this time and had to get up from the bed. He accidentally tripped on his own shoes and fell. His nose was scratched on the wall and he was bleeding. But you don't dare to mind your own nose at this time, you have to deal with the people outside first.
Shaoqiu wanted to open the door, but he didn't need to pull it. The door opened by itself. It turned out that someone from outside reached in and pulled the bolt. A person came in, and then a dark figure came in, unreasonably, as if this house did not belong to Shaoqiu, but rather to them.
Shaoqiu was also wearing thin clothes at this time and did not dare to stay in his room. He went out and squatted in the corner shivering, and it was really snowing heavily outside.
Those people were called by the black bandit. He probably thought that the snow was heavy and his boat was frozen. No, he carried his boat into Shaoqiu's house. Moreover, with someone as a companion, his ship wouldn't be too scared. He really knows how to think about his ship.
"This is my house. Why did you put the boat in my house?" Shaoqiu asked in a low voice.
"The boss said that it's snowing heavily and the boat will freeze outside." A person said to help the black bandit.
Shaoqiu didn't dare to say anything at this time, because if he offended these people, he might not be able to live in a deserted village. Besides, as a scholar, what can I do when faced with these wolves and tigers?
The black bandit put the big boat into his house, then pulled Shaoqiu in, closed the door, laughed and left. Shaoqiu was facing the big ship at this moment, and he didn't know what to do, but he didn't dare to get out of the big ship. I had no choice but to close the door, lie on the bed and sigh for a long time, otherwise?
