A few days later, Shaoqiu walked into the mountains and found a huge boulder lying in his field. Of course, he was in a bad mood. For a while, no one could push the boulder, so he had to let it lie on his side. It's just a big field. At this time, Uncle Hua also came to the mountain and stood beside Shao Qiuzhi, wondering for a moment what would happen if he knew about this matter.
Shaoqiu looked at the huge boulder lying in his field and cursed loudly. Hua Bo heard him curse and wanted to retaliate, but he still held back. But this anger hangs on this face, and it can't be removed for a while. I mutter in my heart, let's see how I deal with you in the future!
When passing by the Shaoqiu field, Uncle Hua even pretended to have a fall, and deliberately trampled on the crops in the Shaoqiu field, trampling the biggest watermelon in Shaoqiu to a pulp. The reason why he did this was because Shaoqiu had just scolded him and couldn't bear it for a moment, so he resorted to this trick. But Shaoqiu saw that he didn't mean it, so he couldn't say anything at the moment. He just walked over silently and held the watermelon in his hands, but his face was extremely ugly. This was the biggest watermelon in his field, and he just let this uncle treat it as his own and ruin it?
"Oh, nephew, I didn't mean it. Please don't mind. When my watermelons are ripe, I'll treat you to the biggest one, okay?" Hua Bo said.
"It's okay, it's okay." Shaoqiu said as he looked at his watermelon. Although he felt sorry for the watermelon, there was nothing he could do about it.
"How about I compensate you?" Hua Bo said.
"No, you can go." Shaoqiu said with a stern face, and walked away again, as if he didn't want to stay with Uncle Hua any longer.
Hua Bo walked away with the hoe, but when he looked back at Shaoqiu, his face was still very happy. Being able to kill Shaoqiu's biggest watermelon scourge, isn't this considered his own ability?
In the evening, when work was done, Shaoqiu left early and had to go back to cook. Unlike Uncle Hua, he had someone to take care of his worries. At this time, Uncle Hua had enough time to sit by the field in Shaoqiu. Facing this fine crop, his mood was quite complicated. If this continues, the harvest will definitely be good. If we use it as a As a betrothal gift, if you go to Uncle Hua’s house to propose marriage, Aunt Hua won’t be able to agree by then?
How can this be good? Uncle Hua looked at the fine crops and felt very unhappy. He couldn't feel at ease for a while and burst into tears.
He was sitting on the edge of the field, feeling jealous. He really wanted to burn it with fire, so that Shaoqiu would have no hope of survival. By then, he would be able to defeat others without fighting. But as a farmer, if you really do this, you will really be reluctant to part with these crops. This is a waste of natural resources, and it can even be said to be annihilating your descendants. It's really a bit reluctant for him to do this, but he can't let the crops grow up in peace. Firstly, it seems that he is too unsmart; secondly, it is also detrimental to the little flower.
At this moment, Uncle Hua suddenly thought of a way, and hurried to his home. He didn't even have time to eat, but he walked to the edge of Shaoqiu's fields with some things like road heads, and found a spacious and calm place. That burns paper. And when burning paper, you should even pray to the sky, hoping that God will let this Shaoqiu field be struck by lightning and then burn to nothing.
After praying like this three times, Hua Bo left. At this time, he also felt hungry. His stomach was already growling, probably scolding his mother. He walked into Shaoqiu's field at this time and saw no one around. He also knew that Shaoqiu was not as cunning as him. He would never go to the field to inspect the field at midnight, but he might stay in his dilapidated house. , I am reading a book that is worthless.
Uncle Hua hated Shaoqiu so much that he rushed into the field. At this time, he didn't care whether he was a thief or not. After picking the biggest watermelon, he slept in the watermelon field and ate it. The watermelon field was in a mess for a while, and the watermelon vines that he had damaged were lying on the ground and screaming continuously. It seemed that even if Shaoqiu was able to work again, he would definitely be in trouble.
I don’t know why, but when he saw the watermelon field turned into like this, Uncle Hua was happy for a moment and started dancing in the field. Of course, his dancing was just a random dance, and he would definitely not do anything famous. However, after dancing for half the night, he finally realized his conscience and felt that he shouldn't do this. He sat on the edge of the field for a while and kept sighing. But since the watermelon was like this, it couldn't survive anyway, so he put these things away. All the watermelons have been picked, and it would be good to feed them to the pigs.
He got a load of watermelon in Shaoqiu's field. Uncle Hua couldn't stay for a long time, so he picked up the watermelon and headed for his house on the rugged mountain road. But on this mountain road, I suddenly met Shaoqiu. I don't know why he stopped reading and came to the mountain in the middle of the night.
"Uncle picked watermelons?" Shaoqiu asked.
"Yes, my watermelon was planted early. It must be ripe by now, so I picked it and took it to Lu Town to sell it tomorrow. I heard the price is pretty good." Uncle Hua said this, and the watermelon was constantly growing all over his body. The ground trembled. If Shaoqiu knew this, he would have to fight for his life.
"Oh, that's right, but the watermelons in my field are not yet ripe, and they will have to be sold in Lu Town after a while." Shaoqiu said.
Uncle Hua smiled innocently and walked step by step towards his house while carrying the load of watermelon. Shaoqiu was also humming a tune. It was a good day to have a lot of progress.
When Shaoqiu returned to his field, he saw that the weather was bad and he was afraid of rain, so he went to the field to have a look. He was afraid that the heavy rain would damage the big watermelon, which would be catastrophic. However, when he saw that his field had turned into this, he immediately sat on the ground. It seemed that hoping to make some money from watermelon would be in vain, and how could he marry a little flower in the future?
Thinking of this, Shaoqiu kept crying. Then he suddenly thought of Uncle Hua. All this must be thanks to him. Otherwise, why would this great field become like this overnight? I just met myself on the way, and he had the nerve to talk to me. I'm going to argue with him. How can there be such a reason in the world?
But thinking that this is Xiaohua's father, even if he claims to have won, so what, he still has to offend Xiaohua, and it will not do him any good at that time. Thinking of this, Shaoqiu couldn't say anything more at this time. Instead, he sat down on the mountain, facing the injustice of God, and his whole body was shaking with anger.
"I've become a human being like this, how can I feel alive? Why not go into the forest and let this evil ghost beat me to death in the middle of the night!" Shaoqiu said this, while walking towards the forest, and According to rumors, there really is a ghost in that forest.
Shaoqiu then bravely entered the woods beside the field. At this time, he really couldn't see his fingers, but he heard a gust of wind blowing, which made Shaoqiu's scalp numb and his hair stood up one by one. .
