The news that Shaoqiu brought back a huge stone from the market in Luzhen spread all over the deserted village, and people talked about it. Those who didn't know the reason thought that Shaoqiu was stupid. What's more, they even thought that the reason why Shaoqiu was like this was completely Showing off one's strength. And for a scholar, this is such a huge shame.
On this day, the black bandit also knew that Shaoqiu had brought a huge stone from Lu Zhen, and Shaoqiu easily carried the two hundred kilogram stone to his house. This surprised the black bandit. Not only It's a gangster. Even Niu from a deserted village seems to be thinking silently in his heart at this moment. He must be careful when meeting Shaoqiu in the future.
The black bandit was bored in his house that day, so he wanted to renovate his cowshed. Otherwise, when it rains, the cows will not be able to live in peace, and he will not feel better. If you want to renovate the cowshed, you have to get some huge rocks to make the foundation. Otherwise, the foundation will be weak and the ground will shake.
The black bandit himself didn't bother to do these rough jobs, and he didn't have that much strength at all. When he was racking his brains and not knowing what to do, he suddenly thought of Shaoqiu, why not ask him to carry the stone for him? When he thought of this, the black bandit said "yeah" and was very proud that his mind could think of problems.
However, as soon as the black bandit revealed his plan, he was scolded by his mother-in-law. How could he offend a scholar like this? At that time, he said that if the black bandit did this, he would divorce him in the future. However, how stubborn was the black bandit? A person like this would never take these words to heart, and his decision to ask Shaoqiu to carry the stone was made.
This day was another snowy day. It was really cold outside, and the deserted village was deserted for a time. At this time, the sound of the small river going east could not be heard. Only the wind kept whistling, seeming to scare the deserted village. people.
On this freezing day, where could Shaoqiu go if he didn't stay in his own house? And in this dilapidated house, there was no one he could talk to, let alone study. After reading for a while, I looked at my own shadow on the wall. It was already so haggard. Even if I didn't feel sorry for myself, the wind outside also felt sorry for me. No, they rushed in from outside, seeming to want to touch me. A shadow of Shaoqiu, is this the way the wind comforts people?
After reading for a while, Shaoqiu opened the door of the house. On this snowy day, it was quite good to enjoy the snow scene. At this time, the snow on the grapefruit tree outside the door was falling. This sound sounds good to hear at this time.
But when Shaoqiu opened the door of the house, he was dumbfounded for a moment. There was a person standing outside the door. This person was none other than a gangster. He didn't know why he came here. Could it be that he wanted to play tricks on himself again? To this day, where else can Shaoqiu be teased? It seems that he can no longer stand the teasing of others. At this time, the wind keeps howling, and the clouds in the sky are also unpredictable. Under the black clouds, the black bandit is standing, and this man has a naughty mouth. smoking a cigarette.
"Go and carry the stone for me." The black bandit said. There was no expression on his face at this time, and his tone was unquestionable. He clenched his fists, as if he wanted to beat him to death with random punches if he didn't agree.
"This...I..." Shaoqiu didn't know how to answer, but he knew that he couldn't go. He was not the one to carry stones for others, but he didn't dare to disobey the gangster's wishes.
"Are you going?" The black bandit pulled out a knife from his back at this time. Although this knife was not as good as the long swordsman's, it was not short. If he stabbed him, he probably wouldn't be able to bear it.
"Easy to say, easy to say." Shaoqiu had no choice but to be soft-spoken and not to fight hard with this gangster, otherwise, he would most likely die here.
So, Shaoqiu followed the black bandit and kept walking along the ancient road in the deserted village in this heavy snowy day. The snow on both sides was already more than a foot deep. It would take a lot of effort to pull it out after stepping on it with both feet. . But at this time, the black bandit was still lying on a wooden board with a rope tied to it. He didn't want to walk, so he lay on the wooden board and threw the rope to Shaoqiu, asking Shaoqiu to pull him. Move forward on your own.
Shaoqiu could only roll his eyes at this moment, but he didn't dare to let him see it, otherwise, the knife would not be a vegetarian. Shaoqiu had no choice but to pull the black bandit on this snowy day and keep walking forward. Sometimes his feet got stuck in the slush and couldn't be pulled out for a long time. At this time, he was really exhausted, but he didn't dare to Say "no".
"I can't pull it anymore." Shaoqiu put down the rope at this time and said no more pulling. Even if he beat himself to death, he couldn't pull it anymore like this. If he kept pulling it like this, would he still have someone?
But at this time, the black bandit was not considerate. He roared and the air wave blew away a lot of the snow. Shaoqiu was also frightened. He quickly pulled up the rope and climbed forward again. At this time, there was no strength left in the whole body. If he didn't crawl, he would not be able to pull anymore, and he would inevitably be beaten by the gangster again.
Shaoqiu had no choice but to stand up, tie the rope to his body, and pull forward. At this time, he even wanted to pull it to the edge of the cliff and simply die with the black bandit. What was the point of living like this? However, Shaoqiu was a scholar after all, and he did not dare to have the courage. If he had the courage, the gangsters would definitely not look for him. The reason why the gangsters looked for him was because they took a fancy to his cowardice.
Finally, he pulled the gangster to the door of a house. This house belonged to the gangster. At this moment, the gangster's wife walked out of the house. When she saw Shaoqiu, for some reason she had a look on her face. He smiled, but Shaoqiu didn't dare to look at it at all, and he didn't even dare to stay in front of his house.
At this time, the black bandit got off the cart, patted the snowflakes on his body, smoked, and went directly into his house without saying a word to Shaoqiu. Soon he came out again, holding the bag in his hand. A basket, not much different from Shaoqiu's own basket.
"Take it!" The black bandit dropped these words and walked with Shaoqiu along the ancient road in the deserted village. After walking for about an hour, they arrived at the foot of a stone mountain. These stone hills were once mined by stonemasons, and there are still large pieces of stone left. If you transport these stones to your house and use them to build a cowshed, it should be quite good.
Snow is still falling in the sky, and snowflakes are falling. For a time, the tree branches with bare leaves, and the leaves of some winter crops, are covered with snow. In this world, the strong wind was still roaring, and some small stones were blown up, flying in the sky and then falling down. Many of them hit Shaoqiu's head at this time, and the stone on his head was The blood was flowing down continuously at this time, and it was quite messy for a while.
The black bandit didn't care about this, but he put all these huge stones into the basket. After it was full, he asked Shaoqiu to carry it on his back and pull it into his house. But Shaoqiu was quite reluctant at the beginning. These rocks must be too big. If they were to be carried on their backs, let alone such heavy snow, they would not be able to carry them even on a sunny and cloudless day. However, Shaoqiu then remembered the black bandit's knife. If he didn't carry the stone, he would not be able to survive if the knife struck him, not to mention myrrh. Even if he had medicine on his body, he would not be able to survive.
There was no other way, so Shaoqiu had no choice but to carry the stone on his back and keep walking forward. At this time, his legs seemed to weigh over a thousand kilograms, and it was very difficult to move every step, not to mention that the black bandit sometimes had to sit on it to hitch a ride. ". One can imagine how difficult it is.
Shaoqiu was originally a scholar. He was carrying this stone and kept walking on the ancient road in this deserted village. When there were people, the gangsters would often catch up with him to show off his wealth and power. The people who saw it, At this time, they didn't speak for Shaoqiu, but they gave the black bandit a thumbs up, and when they looked at Shaoqiu, they looked at him with disdain. Shaoqiu was helpless. He was a scholar and could not beat this man again and again. He was reduced to this. What could he do?
When he was halfway through pulling it, Shaoqiu couldn't pull it anymore. At this time, he sat on the ground, breathing heavily. At this time, he could sit on the snow easily, even though he was soaked to the skin. I feel quite happy.
"No, you can't pull it anymore. If you keep pulling it like this, you will die." Shaoqiu said looking at his hand, which started to bleed at this time, and this blood, for the black bandits, , it seems not important, his purpose is to quickly pull these stones into his house.
Shaoqiu put down the huge stone and ran forward desperately.
