Shaoqiu stayed in front of his house that day. He had just come back from the mountains and was very tired. He looked at a cloud in the sky with no expression on his face. At this moment, he saw Sister Tian'e walking over, and even smiled to himself as she passed by the door of his house. However, Shaoqiu is shy by nature and doesn't like talking to others. This is of course related to his temperament, but it is mostly caused by social reasons. It would be a bit difficult for Shaoqiu to change his mind at once, but he was not willing to be like this, but he couldn't think of a way to change.
When Sister Tian'e walked past the door of this house, she kept twerking her fat buttocks, as if she was deliberately twisting them to show Shaoqiu, but Shaoqiu knew the dangers of Mazi, so he only glanced at it briefly and never dared to look at it more. Sister Tian'e carried a backpack on her back and walked along the ancient road in the deserted village. She gradually disappeared into the vast twilight and was nowhere to be found.
Sister Tian'e left, and Huagu was also sitting on her patio, eating. However, when she looked at Shaoqiu, she was speechless. She just ate by herself and did not say hello to Shaoqiu. After finishing the meal, Hua Gu, who was so fashionable, knocked on the bowl, stretched, smiled unusually, and entered her room.
Night is about to fall on the deserted village, and the sound of the small river flowing eastward can be heard endlessly. When you hear it, it feels a little desolate.
Shaoqiu sat alone in front of his house, but people in the deserted village did not say hello to him when they met him, as if his existence was inappropriate. But why can't Shaoqiu live?
At this time, I saw Xiaohua walking over with a smile on her face and a big pumpkin in her arms, walking along the deserted village. Of course, she didn't speak to Shaoqiu when she passed by the door of her house. Just smile. Shaoqiu looked at this smile, which seemed to have deep meaning. Could it be that this little flower liked him? Otherwise, why would he have such a wicked smile on his face when he looked at him? However, Shaoqiu didn't dare to talk to him. He was in poverty at this time and his life was not settled yet. How could he talk about other unworthy thoughts?
However, the big pumpkin held in Xiaohua's arms is indeed good. It is big, round, bright in color, plump and plump, and it must taste pretty good. However, Shaoqiu was afraid that he would no longer have such a good fortune, so he could only take a glance at it quietly, and for other things, he could only follow the wind.
Not long after Xiaohua walked past this house, night was about to fall on this deserted village. Shaoqiu did not dare to stay here for fear of catching a cold and causing serious harm to his health. What's more, I am already sick. If I don't pay attention to maintenance now, when will I wait?
At this moment, Aunt Hua also came over, with such a friendly smile on her face. She even called Shaoqiu friendly when passing by the door of Shaoqiu's house. Of course, listening to Aunt Hua's shouts and thinking about the little flower's leaving figure, Shaoqiu seemed to know something. At this time, I feel very happy and full of gratitude for life. God, I think that after so many years of running around, I will finally be rewarded with this good thing.
However, Aunt Hua only spoke to Shaoqiu on the road, and did not enter the house or stop to talk with her for a long time. When he left, he also swayed his buttocks, but the expression on his face suddenly turned serious.
When Aunt Hua left, Shaoqiu could no longer stay in front of the house. He returned to his own house, closed the door, and got ready to read. At this time, he heard a rough voice again. It was none other than a gangster. It's been a long time since he saw him. Where has he been these days?
When the black bandit passed by the door of Shaoqiu's house, he even shouted to the sky, causing a piece of dilapidated tiles on Shaoqiu's house to fall off. It really scared Shaoqiu. He was worried that the gangsters would rush into his house and they might kill him.
However, Shaoqiu relied on the fact that he had not done anything wrong, so he was not afraid for a moment. As the saying goes, "If you don't do anything wrong, you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door." When the black bandit walked past the door of the house, he was about to leave, but Shaoqiu stayed there. This house also wished that the black bandit would leave as soon as possible, but for some reason the black bandit refused to leave. At this time, he was standing outside the window of Shaoqiu, chattering with a farmer in the deserted village. He had been talking like this for an unknown amount of time. Seeing that it was getting dark, he seemed to be afraid that his wife would scold someone, so he left the door of Shaoqiu's house. forward.
Let's say that Uncle Hua watched the sun rise that morning and went up the mountain with his hoe. He hadn't seen the prince for a long time, so he didn't take the prince's words seriously for a while. As a farmer, in this fine weather, what kind of behavior would it be to not go to the mountains with a hoe to work, but to stay at home and read every day? However, after walking around the mountains with a hoe, I thought to myself, no matter what, I can't go to the mountains to work. What if the prince knows that he is just a farmer doing farm work and doesn't want Xiao Hua anymore? ?
Uncle Hua walked around in the mountains, and then stood in Shaoqiu's field and talked to him for a long time. Of course, he only wanted to disturb Shaoqiu's work because he was afraid that he would finish planting the field. With a lot of money, when the time comes to propose marriage, what should I do if my wife agrees? As long as Shaoqiu has no money, his wife will not agree to Xiaohua being in love with him. The only way to make Shaoqiu have no money is to stand here and disturb his work.
For this reason, before going up the mountain, Hua Bo Shang also brought a small bottle of wine. While talking to Shaoqiu, he took out the wine and gave it to Shaoqiu, asking him to drink it no matter what. Take a bite. It seems that not drinking his wine would be a great disrespect to him.
"Uncle Hua, it won't work. I don't know how to drink. Besides, if I drink alcohol, how can I do this farm work without hoeing off all the seedlings?" Shaoqiu said to Uncle Hua.
"It's okay. It doesn't matter if one or two trees are removed by hoeing. What are you afraid of?" Hua Bo said.
"Uncle Hua," Shaoqiu begged, "I really don't know how to drink. If I drink this, I won't have the energy to work anymore."
"Are you going to drink?" Uncle Hua's temper also has limits, so he threatened like this.
"This... is good, I'll drink it." Shaoqiu had no choice but to agree.
After Shaoqiu drank a bottle of wine, he felt a little dizzy due to the small amount of wine he drank. At this time, when he looked at Hua Bo, his appearance was a bit blurry. My body was quite tired for a while, so I thought I wouldn't work anymore, but it was impossible. The weather was so good, if I didn't take this opportunity to finish the work in the field, it would start raining, and the weeds would be like crazy. Is there any hope for the crops to survive? However, after drinking this wine, I no longer have any strength in my body and I can't stand firmly. How can I do this job well? No, he accidentally dug his foot with a hoe, and the blood flowed profusely. He had no choice but to bend down, grab a handful of soil, and apply it on the wound to stop the bleeding. But this still didn't work very well, but there was nothing I could do. Fortunately, the blood flowed for a while and then stopped. Maybe it was God's blessing.
Seeing that Shaoqiu's foot was bleeding, when he looked at Hua Bo, he could no longer see it. When Shaoqiu wasn't paying attention, Hua Bo sneaked down the mountain. You can't work in this big mountain. If the prince knows that you are just a farmer, wouldn't it be a loss of face? It's better to go back and continue reading. Even if you don't know the words, you still have to read. Maybe by looking at it like this, people in the deserted village will say that they are readers.
And Shaoqiu still has to stay on this mountain and work. Even if his foot is injured, he still has to work. Everything depends on his own hands. What if he doesn't work? Shaoqiu's eyes were a little short-sighted, and after drinking alcohol, his eyesight was almost zero at this time, so he mistakenly regarded the crops as weeds and hoeed them all off.
After hoeing like this for a long time, when I woke up from the wine, I looked back and found that what was growing in the ground was no longer crops, but all weeds. I thought that I had been deceived, but I couldn't blame others. Who said that? What about drinking yourself? At this time, he threw away the hoe and sat in the field, thinking about Uncle Hua and the wine, and then he realized the sinister intentions of Uncle Hua. However, there is nothing that can be done about it. Why do you like someone else's daughter? Suffering all this is nothing for a while, so you might as well say nothing.
After sitting on this mountain for most of the day, I saw others happily going back because all the weeds in the fields had been hoeed. At this time, the weather had changed and it was about to rain. By then there will be only crops in the land, no weeds, and the crops will have to grow like crazy. Thinking of this, can you not hum a song while walking?
However, Shaoqiu looked back at his crops. What the hell was this? He rushed forward and smashed them away with his hoe. But there were so many weeds, how could he smash them all in one moment? On the contrary, he accidentally hit his other foot, which immediately became red and swollen, making it almost impossible to move for a while. So he squatted down again, sat on the ground, and looked at the sky. He wondered why God was so ruthless to him, causing him to fall deeply into despair again and again and unable to extricate himself.
When the moon wheel climbed up from Dongshan Mountain, I could no longer stay on this mountain, so I went back. This day was a waste of time. I walked listlessly on the mountain road, sighing constantly. Thinking that I am so unlucky, I want to start a family and want Xiaohua to stay with me, so I might as well forget it.
When I was going back, I had to pass by Uncle Hua's house. At this time, Uncle Hua was waiting in front of his house. When he saw Shaoqiu coming, he rushed up and stuffed a watermelon into his hand. The watermelon was so big and round, and it was a bit difficult to carry it. I wanted to get rid of the watermelon, but seeing Xiao Hua also staying aside, I couldn't resist her kindness, so I had no choice but to hold it in my hand.
