In order to celebrate that his little flower has found his rightful husband, who is also a prince, Uncle Hua was very excited, so he chose an auspicious day, held a banquet and invited relatives and friends to gather together, and it was so lively and full of laughter. .
Of course, when Uncle Hua held a banquet to celebrate, Shaoqiu was still on the mountain, busy working on his watermelon field. If he didn't plant the watermelons well, how would he have money to marry Xiaohua? Moreover, in his opinion, the matter between him and Xiao Hua is already settled. Look at the loving look in Xiao Hua's eyes! Not only that, Aunt Hua would even come to the door of her house from time to time, or say hello, or give him a few eggs... She was showing that she and Xiao Hua would eventually become good friends for a hundred years, and could she not be prepared? After all, this is a major event in life, how can it be treated as a child's play?
And in this big field, all the watermelons seem to have been slapped by someone. This can be seen from the fingerprints left on them, but I don't know who did it for a while. Just by touching them, the watermelons can still grow well. ? If he sees anyone who dares to do this, Shaoqiu really wants to fight with him, even if he loses his life because of it, he is willing to do so. But where can he go to find this evil-hearted person? His watermelons won’t grow, so what can he use to sell them in Luzhen?
Shaoqiu sat down on the edge of the field. He wanted to smoke a cigarette, but he had no cigarette to smoke. He just sat on the stone out of boredom. His mood was beyond words. "Who is this boring person? Oh my god!" Shaoqiu finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he shouted to the sky, but how could the sky help him?
He had no choice but to straighten his ungrown watermelon, because the watermelon had been smashed into pieces, with a large hole remaining on it, and the white flesh inside could be seen. It must not have been done by mice, but someone used something to poke into the watermelon, making it look so ugly and unsightly. If the watermelon is put on the market, even if it is sold, it will lose money.
At this time, Hua Bo was setting up a banquet with great fanfare, and the guests were all prominent figures in the deserted village, including gangsters and dog masters. Xiaohua didn't know what was going on. She was eating and drinking happily at this time. Anyway, she could eat good food, and her father didn't scold her. It was such a good thing, why not do it?
There are quite a lot of flatterers among the visitors. I heard that Hua Bo's daughter has become the prince's wife, so isn't she the queen? At this time, these people, even though they usually had sworn enemies with Uncle Hua, all greeted him with smiles.
Erguaizi, who usually disliked Uncle Hua the most, admitted his mistake in front of Uncle Hua and actually slapped himself in front of everyone until his mouth was bleeding. It was not until Uncle Hua persuaded him that he finally No more punching yourself in the face. However, this face seems to be extremely swollen. If it is not treated, it may be life-threatening.
Master Gou also arrived that day and knew that Xiao Hua had become the queen, so when he saw Uncle Hua, he would never look at him, but now he actually called him "Daddy". As for the people in the deserted village, when they heard Mr. Dog calling people "Daddy", they burst into laughter. Of course, this was to laugh at his shamelessness, but Mr. Dog shamelessly kept shouting and followed the Uncle Hua, not even knowing what was going on in his house. How many times have you called "Dad"?
The black bandit also came to Hua Bo's house that day. He, who was usually bossy, was sitting quietly aside, drinking alone. At this time, he wanted to find someone to vent his anger on, but he didn't dare. Uncle Hua no longer dared to shout loudly, but he called out "Brother" in a low voice. Uncle Hua was a little surprised to see the black bandit being so respectful. Normally, this guy was not of such a virtuous nature and would hit people at every turn.
While everyone was eating and chatting, the prince appeared again riding a white horse. He had an elegant demeanor, gentle manners, and a dignified face, which was not exactly the demeanor of a king. The prince stopped his horse in front of Uncle Hua's house, and Uncle Hua introduced the prince to everyone. When everyone in the deserted village saw Uncle Hua's future son-in-law, they all praised him and gave him a thumbs up.
Xiaohua was also among them at this time. She didn't know what this person did. Why was he riding on a horse and standing in front of his house? However, seeing how respectful people are to him, it is not too suspicious. It seems that this person must be a promising person and a moral model. Otherwise, why would everyone treat him like this? Xiaohua also wanted to join in and give him a bouquet of flowers or something, but without her father's permission, how could she make a mistake?
Suddenly, someone set off firecrackers, and someone even played the suona, and there was a lot of excitement in front of Uncle Hua's house. People invited the prince to come into the house one after another, have a glass of wine, eat a piece of meat, smoke a cigarette and so on. However, the prince complained to everyone on the grounds that he was busy with official duties, and then rode a white horse, followed by several servants, and hurriedly left.
As for Hua Bo's family, everyone is still celebrating. Being able to have some relationship with the prince's family is something that many people dream of. Someone even threw Uncle Hua high into the air. Of course he couldn't fall because there were too many people below to catch him.
At this time, Shaoqiu stayed alone on the mountain, thinking hard about who was touching his watermelon? Facing this small watermelon, a smart man like Shaoqiu had no choice but to cry long and short to it. But, could he make this watermelon grow bigger?
After staying on the mountain for a while, no one could be seen. Could it be that there is a ghost on the mountain and people are afraid and never dare to go up the mountain again? However, he already had nothing. Even if he was beaten to death by a ghost, it would be nothing. Anyway, he no longer wanted to live. He would have died early and been reincarnated.
Shaoqiu took a look at his watermelon field. It was really in a mess. Many places had been set on fire for no reason. The fire areas were all withered and scorched. Not to mention the watermelons growing, the grass could not grow. When the wind blows, these dead watermelon vines fly with the wind, brushing Shaoqiu's cheeks, making it quite uncomfortable. In a moment of anger, he didn't care that this was his own watermelon field, and tore off all the watermelon vines that were against him. It seemed that this was not enough to vent his anger.
After actually tearing off these vines, Shaoqiu felt quite regretful. He really shouldn't have done this, so he squatted in the field again, trying to plant the watermelon seedlings in the ground. Otherwise, in the future, Life is difficult. But, can these watermelon seedlings still grow? Thinking of this, Shaoqiu couldn't help crying loudly, they definitely won't grow.
He fell in his own field, facing the wind in the sky, and he didn't know he felt cold. I didn't want to get up for a moment. Even though it was raining and the raindrops were hitting my body, which made me feel cold and painful, I still didn't want to get up. Life has reached this stage, why should I think about other things? I might as well just lie on the ground and never get up.
At this time, a big buffalo used its sharp horns to nudge him. Fortunately, it was not too hard, otherwise, just this one blow would have seriously injured the person. Shaoqiu got up quickly. Who dared to put the damn cow into his own melon field? Isn't this too much bullying? How can I explain it?
Shaoqiu drove the cow away, but when he looked at his own field, it was messy and ugly, and he could smell the excrement. Obviously, while I was reading at home, someone randomly pooped in my melon field, and now I was rolled in the pile of feces and urine, and no place on my body was clean anymore.
