After a few days of this, weeds were growing like crazy in the Shaoqiu fields. If we didn't hoe them away, the crops would be gone. And every time he wanted to hoe it off, Uncle Hua would stand beside him and scold him, saying that if he didn't listen to the advice, he would offend the gods and he would feel better.
Shaoqiu didn't want to listen to Uncle Hua's words at first, but when he saw that there were a lot of weeds in Uncle Hua's field, he stopped thinking of ways to hoe them. I had no choice but to stay in my room and study.
In Hua Bo's field, a disease developed in the crops. At this time, he also asked a skilled person to look at the crops. He said that if the crops were affected by the disease, it would be impossible to have a good harvest. For this reason, Hua Bo saw that the grass in this field was growing like crazy. If the crops were not diseased, he would not be able to uproot these weeds, but at this time, he could not do it and had to let them grow.
But when I saw the crops in Shaoqiu's field, they were growing better than my daughter. I felt jealous for a moment, so I had to stop Shaoqiu from working on the grounds of offending the gods, and asked Shaoqiu to play like me every day. Anyway, Uncle Hua’s crops were suffering from a disease that couldn’t be cured at the moment, so he didn’t want them anymore, and it would be futile to hoe them again.
Poor Shaoqiu believed Hua Bo's words for a while. A good field of crops had become deserted because he didn't weed it. At this time, he had some doubts, so he quietly went up to the mountain again, hoping to have a closer look. However, even at night, Shaoqiu still saw Uncle Hua standing on the mountain. He seemed to know that he would reach the mountain, so he waited there first.
Shaoqiu wanted to hoe the crops in these fields when Uncle Hua was not paying attention. Although Uncle Hua might have a stomachache by then, he didn't know it was him who did it, and he wouldn't cause trouble for him for a while. It's not a big deal to me, right? However, Unexpectedly, Uncle Hua went up the mountain first and saw Shaoqiu appearing with a hoe. He thought he was going to hoe weeds, so he yelled and refused to allow him to do it, for fear that it would be detrimental to the gods, and it would also cause harm to the gods. I feel uncomfortable in my stomach.
"Why didn't you listen when I told you not to hoe?" Uncle Hua said, "The times are bad and it's not the time to hoe. Look at how the grass has grown in my field. I'm not letting the grass grow." It’s growing without even a hoe!”
Shaoqiu rubbed his head and thought about it, and felt that what Uncle Hua said made sense. He stopped weeding for the moment, but if this continued, the land would be doomed, and it would be impossible to hope for a good harvest. However, without crops, he would starve to death. Rather than starve to death, it would be better to offend the gods. Starving to death is death, but offending the gods does not necessarily lead to death.
So, while Uncle Hua was gone, Shaoqiu turned up the mountain again. In the quiet night, under a bright moon, he started to hoe the ground vigorously. For a moment, the rocks on the mountain collided with the hoe blade, creating dazzling white sparks. The sound of the collision was even more frightening. It seemed that the gods would avoid this man's desperate work.
Soon, Shaoqiu had already hoeed away a large area of weeds. If he gave himself a little more time, all the weeds on this mountain would be hoeed away. But at this moment, Uncle Hua grabbed his hoe and prevented it from falling. He said it was a great disrespect to the gods and would make his stomach quite uncomfortable.
"I don't believe it!" Shaoqiu said.
"You don't believe it, do you?" Hua Bo said as he pooped. Soon, he showed the poop in front of Shaoqiu. The poop looked red.
"This is..." Shaoqiu asked.
"If you hoe again, I will draw blood." Hua Bo said.
Of course, Hua Bo just ate a few dragon fruits and deliberately turned his stool red, but he insisted that it was blood and wanted to scare Shaoqiu. Sure enough, Shaoqiu saw that Uncle Hua was sick with blood, and this was caused by himself. How could he dare to weed again?
Not only that, in order to stop Shaoqiu from hoeing, Uncle Hua kept rolling in the ground, destroying all the crops in Shaoqiu's field. "Uncle, please don't go out like this, otherwise, I'm afraid my crops will fail." Shaoqiu said.
Hearing Shaoqiu say this, Huabo rolled to the side again and rolled into his own field, rolling down countless crops in his field. Shaoqiu saw that Huabo had become like this, and even though he was a stone A person with a soft heart cannot even start weeding now. Shaoqiu put down his hoe and looked at this large field of crops, hating his own inability to hoe away these weeds. "It seems that this year will be another year of drought." Shaoqiu said.
At this time, it was raining, and there was silence on the mountain, without any sound. Uncle Hua was lying in his own field, overwhelming a large area of crops. Shaoqiu felt a little sorry and couldn't let him just lie there in the heavy rain, so he stepped forward, carried him on his back, and slowly rained down. It’s a big mountain.
Shaoqiu sent Hua Bo down the mountain and carried him to his house, and then he returned home. At this time, he was sitting under a lamp, facing the book placed in front of him, unable to read it at all. With the crops on the mountain in such condition, how can I feel like reading a book?
What's more, the two people staying in front of their house are chatting at this time. Aren't they the gangster and the dog master? I don’t know what they are talking about, and I can’t figure it out for the moment. Anyway, these things have nothing to do with me. I should go in and study. But I took a look at the black bandit, who was standing in front of my door, blocking the way. Find your own way in.
"Brother, let me in. I have been busy all night on the mountain. I am very sleepy and want to sleep." Shaoqiu looked at the black bandit and said.
"You can go in, but you are not allowed to study. Otherwise, you will disturb me and prevent me from chatting. I will beat you to death if I don't!" said the black bandit.
"I don't dare. I just looked at it. I don't dare to read it out loud." Shaoqiu said.
Shaoqiu read for a while, feeling quite sleepy at this time, and his sleepiness was getting thicker. If he didn't fall asleep, it would be bad. I have to go to the mountains tomorrow to see if I can hoe the ground. If I don't have the strength, wouldn't it be a problem?
However, at this time, for some unknown reason, the black bandit and the dog master got into a fight in front of Shaoqiu's house. The fight was extremely fierce. Onlookers from the deserted village came in droves, and a cow also made too much noise. Unable to sleep peacefully, he staggered out of the cowshed, waving his horns, as if trying to persuade the two of them to go away. Shaoqiu didn't dare to go out, so he could only stay in his room and listen quietly.
After a while, there was finally no movement in front of the door, and I wanted to sleep. But when I looked outside the door, I found that the dawn had already appeared, and it was already bright. If I went back to sleep, I was afraid that I would not be able to sleep. Because someone was talking loudly in front of the door, most people got up and went to work in the mountains. And if she were to lie on this bed now, if someone called her a lazy person and Xiaohua found out, she would be angry.
