A few days later, Shaoqiu stood in front of the house, looking into the distance, and seemed to hear someone calling him, but when he listened carefully, he heard nothing. Only the wind kept whistling through this deserted village, and in this strong wind, the sound of the river flowing eastward was so desolate that it made people want to cry.
At this moment, Dan saw Uncle Hua coming over carrying something. When he got closer, he saw that what he was holding was just a handful of herbs.
"Here is this for you. Crush it and apply it on the wound. Your foot will be fine in a few days." Hua Bo said to Shaoqiu.
"Well...thank you so much." Shaoqiu muttered.
Uncle Hua smiled, patted the dust on his hands, walked back to the road, and returned to his house.
And Shaoqiu stood in front of his house, feeling quite moved for a moment. It seemed that there were really many good people in this world. No, when someone was injured, someone came to offer medicine. However, for some reason, he still felt that something was wrong in his heart. As for what went wrong, he couldn't figure it out for a while.
After the injury on his foot healed, Shaoqiu was ready to go up the mountain, but there were not many people on the mountain for a while. Only this Shaoqiu stayed alone in this mountain. Facing the darkness in the woods, imagining the description of the great swordsman, he felt quite uncomfortable for a moment. He was afraid that if he met a bad person, how would he deal with it?
It was a beautiful sunny day. Hua Bo walked up the mountain that day. He hadn't heard from the prince for a long time. It was definitely not an option to stay in the house and read and pretend to be polite. Eating was more important. No, carrying a hoe up the mountain, looking at Shaoqiu's busy appearance, I just wanted to laugh in my heart. "What, he's just a farmer, just like me, he also misses my daughter, squirt!" Hua Bo thought in his heart, but couldn't say it out loud, otherwise, this young man might do something bad. , and I don’t want to fight to the death with it.
We worked like this until it was almost dark, and Xiaohua came over. When passing by Shaoqiu's field, she even wanted to smile. However, after she laughed, she heard Uncle Hua stay in his field and keep roaring. But when she heard Uncle Hua's roar, Xiaohua didn't dare to laugh for a moment, and she didn't even dare to talk to Shaoqiu. Then she passed away, returned to Uncle Hua, and helped her father with the farm work. However, when he saw Xiaohua working, Uncle Hua scolded her for some reason, and Xiaohua could no longer stay on the mountain. At this time, he was carrying a dilapidated wooden barrel, which contained some utensils such as rice bowls, and went back down the mountain along the Qianmo.
At this time, Uncle Hua stayed in his own field and kept clucking. His voice was as loud as a cow's moo. At the beginning of Shaoqiu's time, he was not paying attention, but after about an hour, he saw Uncle Hua still cackling there, as if something was wrong, so he walked over and wanted to take a look.
Seeing Shaoqiu put down his hoe and prepared to come to see him, Uncle Hua stopped coughing for a moment, cleared his throat, lowered his head and kept busy again. This made Shaoqiu couldn't help but smile. It turned out that Uncle Hua's roar before was not scolding Xiaohua, but snoring something. Fortunately, it was okay, otherwise, he would have to see the doctor again.
At this time, Shaoqiu thought of Xiaohua's smile again. This smile was really sweet and unforgettable. However, he wondered if he could stay with it in this life? Shaoqiu was not sure. Fortunately, Uncle Hua did not express his objection clearly. Otherwise, he would never stay in this deserted village. He might go out to find something to do and find a girl as soon as possible to end his life.
After Shaoqiu finished working in his own field, he saw that there were still so many crops in Uncle Hua's field without hoeing. Yes, since the prince appeared, Uncle Hua seemed to be a different person. He was no longer as hardworking as before. This No, this big field is almost turning into wasteland. Could Shaoqiu not come forward and help him with the hoeing?
However, Uncle Hua did not welcome Shaoqiu's arrival, which can be seen from the indifferent expression on his face. How did Shaoqiu know that Hua Bo looked down upon him because he knew how to farm, and if he could farm, in the eyes of the people in the deserted village, he had no future. Uncle Hua spat in the field, and then continued to cough. It seemed that something was stuck in his throat, and he wanted to vomit but couldn't.
"Uncle, you feel uncomfortable, let me help you beat it." Shaoqiu said to Uncle Hua.
"Oh, no, no, it's okay." Uncle Hua said.
In order to please Uncle Hua, Shaoqiu even risked his life when working in his field. In a short time, he had hoeed a large area for it. In the eyes of ordinary people, he couldn't imagine how happy he was. However, when Shaoqiu secretly looked at Hua Bo's face, he found that he was not happy, and his face was as gloomy as a rainy day.
"Maybe I'm not diligent enough, otherwise why would uncle be so unhappy?" Shaoqiu thought in his heart.
"Mom is such a jerk. She didn't even wash her clothes before she came to my field. The stench was so bad that it soiled my field." Not only did Uncle Hua not express gratitude, he even cursed in his heart. It turns out that in Uncle Hua's heart, Shaoqiu is not as good as a piece of shit in his field.
Shaoqiu helped Uncle Hua hoe the ground for a while. It was getting dark now, and he couldn't stay in this big field anymore. He had to cook and study when he went back. He said goodbye to Uncle Hua, returned to his farm, picked up his tools, and walked along the road.
On the second day, the sky was still so clear, the deserted village under the sun was filled with the fragrance of flowers, the chirping of birds, the laughter of women, and the free clouds dotted the grass like flowers.
Shaoqiu can no longer stay in the house, the humidity is unbearable, and going out for a walk, hoeing the ground, and taking a look at the beautiful rivers and mountains is exactly what he should do. Just as I was thinking this, it suddenly started to rain heavily, and the river suddenly swelled, and the roaring floods almost swept away the deserted village. Unfortunately, the only thing I can do when I go to the mountains to hoe the fields is to stay in my house and study.
At this time, Hao Hua appeared again, holding an umbrella and standing quietly in front of Shaoqiu's house. He murmured something from time to time, as if he was reciting a spell. However, after listening carefully, he realized that it was Talk to people.
"Sister Haohua, why are you standing under the big tree instead of playing cards on a rainy day?" asked a peasant woman.
"I'm not doing anything, I'm just here to stretch my legs, and the floodwaters are rising rapidly. I wonder if the house will be flooded." Haohua replied.
There was no answer. What Haohua heard at this time was just a burst of women's laughter. Haohua clearly wanted to stand in front of Shaoqiu's house and eavesdrop on something. But he had to use watching the flood as a pretense. His intentions were far-reaching and he was also very cunning.
At this time, Haohua saw Uncle Hua coming, and walked towards Shaoqiu's house in the heavy rain. At this time, she rushed towards the dilapidated door of the house, picked up a dilapidated stone by the door, and placed it next to the door. He was beaten on the ground. When Shaoqiu heard such a knock on the door, he was frightened for a time. He didn't know which god was coming, and he didn't know what method he would use to harm him?
"Open the door!" Uncle Hua shouted unceremoniously.
"What's the matter, uncle?" Shaoqiu opened the door and asked when he saw Uncle Hua standing in front of his house.
"Help me go to the mountains and hoe the fields." Uncle Hua said to Shaoqiu with ulterior motives. It's not surprising that you don't like to help. I will let you help every day.
"But how can we hoe the ground on this rainy day?" Shaoqiu asked confusedly.
"It's okay, just go and hoe." Hua Bo said. It turns out that he deliberately wanted to make Shaoqiu look embarrassed. Otherwise, how could he prove that he was not smart? As long as this young man went up to the mountains and hoeed the fields for himself in the heavy rain, Uncle Hua would no longer be afraid that Mrs. Hua would marry Xiao Hua to this poor man. No one wants their daughter to marry a fool.
"Uncle, if I don't go, I still have to read a book?" Shaoqiu said, "Besides, it's a rainy day and the ground is hoeed. It's a white hoe, so the weeds won't die."
"You're not going, right? That's good, you don't have to interact with Xiao Hua anymore." Uncle Hua dropped these words and was about to leave.
"Uncle, wait a minute, why don't you let me go?" Shaoqiu said, with a really depressed look on his face. He didn't know what medicine Uncle Hua was selling in his gourd. But if you don't go, you won't be able to interact with Xiaohua. That's okay, but will it cost your own life? So, I agreed.
