The black bandits built a tower crane on a cliff opposite Shaoqiu's house, hoisted the sand from the iron ship below to the road, and then used a dilapidated tractor to transport it away, making a lot of money. Iron boats are constantly transporting sand from dozens of sandbars to here, and then the sand is lifted to the road above via this tower crane and transported to distant places to be used as building materials.
Although it was late at night, the gangster was still busy, the roar of the machine could not be heard, and from time to time he would hum a little song to show how proud he was of his life. The black bandit was actually from Zhejiang. The reason why he appeared in the deserted village at this time was because he was forced by life and had to come here to make a living.
Since Shaoqiu's house was not too far away from it, but not too close, the roar of the machine could be heard. Although it was a bit harsh, it was quite bearable. At this time, it rained heavily, the floods surged, and there were no boats on the river. All that was left was black bandits driving big boats there to make a living.
Shaoqiu was studying at this time, and the room was so bright that it should be clearly visible to the black bandits. However, with the presence of the black bandits, Hua Gu did not dare to walk down, let alone stand in front of Shaoqiu. Hum a little song or something in front of the house. Shaoqiu was sitting alone in his room at this time. Compared with the quietness in the past, it could be said that there was a lot of laughter at this time, and the black bandit would turn on the power at full power from time to time for no reason, so that the entire deserted village could hear it at this time. .
In the middle of the night, people had to go to bed after a tiring day. However, when they heard the constant roar of the black bandit's machine, they tried to fall asleep, but I was afraid that they couldn't! Unless you are a heartless person, it would be unthinkable to fall asleep amidst such mocking noises.
After reading for a while, Shaoqiu felt quite trapped. He had to go to the mountains to work tomorrow. If he didn't rest, the consequences would be disastrous. Originally, the doctor said that there is no good way to treat this disease, but it is just to have a quiet environment, such as not being too noisy. But what was Shaoqiu facing at this time? It was even more lively than the city. The roar of the rattling machines was simply unbearable. The reason why people in the deserted village did not dare to say anything was simply because they could not beat this. Black bandit, otherwise people's disgust with this voice would make the noise almost unbearable, why wouldn't they go to this black bandit to fight for their lives?
The heavy rain keeps falling, and even on this rainy night, people think that they can have a good rest, at least without being so noisy, and a quiet environment will be so important to people's health. But it didn't work, even if it was raining. The black bandit wanted to transport sand. He might be hungry at this time, so he called someone again, asking a boss to bring him a bottle of drink or something.
But on this night of heavy rain, the floodwaters surged. It was not easy to cross the river. If you don't go through, you will violate the wishes of the black bandits, and the consequences will be disastrous. The black bandits are notoriously vicious when fighting in Lu Town, and no one in the deserted village can match them!
The boss didn't know how to swim, let alone swim. But on this night of heavy rain, the gangsters insisted on forcing people to cross the river. What if this wasn't making things difficult for them? That family, the owner of the small shop, had no choice but to go to the small river in the heavy rain and took a look at the turbulent water. At this time, not to mention people passing by, even a fish was afraid of it. Go over there.
The owner of the small shop had no choice but to risk crossing the river. However, before crossing the river, he made a will for his family. After his death, everything was explained clearly and he jumped into the cold water. Among them. In order to earn a few dollars, I had to cross the river. Even if I didn't know how to swim, I still had to cross the river.
As for the river, it rained too hard for a while and the flood peak was strong. Many people's houses were washed away by the flood and all floated into the flood. Fortunately, these people who were not good at water were able to catch the river for a while. After the house floated to the other side of the river, he jumped to the shore regardless of his life, and then walked to the place where the black bandits were carrying the drinks and other things. The black bandit did not express any gratitude to him, and when the owner of the small shop came back, he was in great trouble. How to cross the river was unknown.
The shopkeeper had just crossed the river when he heard the black bandit yelling again, saying that he wanted to poop but there was no paper, and asked him to bring him some paper to wipe his butt. The shop owner was accidentally bitten by a snake when he was crossing the small river. He didn't know whether it was a poisonous snake or a non-venomous snake. How could he do it if he wanted to cross again?
"I..." The shop owner didn't want to pay attention to the gangster, but he couldn't. The gangster kept shouting. If he couldn't get through, it would be unreasonable. But when I went over and looked at my leg, I saw that it was already swollen and painful, and the blood was flowing downwards. If it was not dealt with, it would be quite dangerous.
"Come on, I'll squat here waiting for you!" the black bandit said while taking a dump.
The shop owner knows that gangsters are very particular people, sometimes to the point of being outrageous. If ordinary people don't have this paper to wipe their butts, they can just get some grass anywhere and solve this problem. Yes, but this gangster insists on using paper, as if using grass is immoral and inhumane. The shop owner had no choice but to go into his shop and get some paper. Then, ignoring the pain of the wound, he swam across the river and gave the paper to the black bandit.
The heavy rain was still falling, and the black bandit's professionalism was quite admirable. Even if he was soaked in the rain, there was no reason to go back to rest. At this time, in the midst of his busy schedule, he seemed to hear the sound of Shaoqiu reading, which was not good for him. He even thought that the sound of reading was an insult to him, because the black bandits almost lacked everything, but only a single This knowledge.
"Damn it, I wish I could study." The gangster often sighed sadly in the dark night.
But when I heard that Shaoqiu was reading for no reason, and that he was not like ordinary farmers in deserted villages who slept and rested, he could be considered an anomaly, he was quite angry about it for a while, and his nerves became very sensitive. This made me feel that the sound of Shaoqiu's reading was even louder and noisier than the roar of his own machine.
"Hey, Shaoqiu, can you stop studying? Otherwise, I will be so noisy that I can't even turn on the machine." The black bandit said to Shaoqiu.
And after hearing the shouts of the black bandit, Shaoqiu wanted to study for a moment, but he couldn't. And this night of heavy rain was the only time to study hard. Otherwise, he would have done it on the mountain in sunny weather. After a day's work, I'm almost exhausted, so why am I still in the mood to study?
But if you don't listen to the black bandit, this is definitely not a solution. Otherwise, you will offend the black bandit and anger him, and you will not be able to live without it. I didn't dare to study anymore, but I stopped studying. This long night was long, and I had no other preferences. For a while, I sighed long and hard, wondering why God would treat me like this?
Seeing that Shaoqiu was obedient, the gangsters took advantage of the situation. At this time, they stopped beating sand and stopped, but kept calling Shaoqiu's name, asking him to carry the diesel engine for him. What's the use of it? If it were an ordinary person, it would have been discarded long ago. But the black bandit was different. Seeing that the flood was about to submerge his diesel engine, he felt distressed and wanted to carry the diesel engine into Shaoqiu's house to avoid the flood for the time being.
When Shaoqiu was working during the day, his waist accidentally slipped. At this time, let alone working, even walking became a problem. But this gangster wanted to lift the diesel engine by himself. What if he didn't mean to harass people? But Shaoqiu didn't dare to offend the black bandit, otherwise, he might be beaten to death like he did to the people in a deserted village.
At that moment, I had no choice but to get down into the river, get close to the diesel engine, bend down, and lift the diesel engine for the black bandit. During the lifting process, the black bandit was tired because he had been working all day, but Shaoqiu was just sitting in his room reading a book and was definitely not tired at all, so he put the weight on Shaoqiu's shoulders.
Shaoqiu had already lost his waist, and he was burdened with something weighing two to three hundred kilograms. The dirt road in this deserted village was even more muddy. Walking in it was no less painful than climbing a slope. The black bandit could even carry him while humming, and even deliberately pushed Shaoqiu into the muddy water, causing him to accidentally jump into the muddy field, and his legs were stuck deep in it, unable to extricate himself.
Of course, with Shaoqiu's perseverance, such a little torture would definitely not defeat him. At this time, he was stunned to get himself out of the muddy field, carrying two to three hundred kilograms, including the machine. But the black bandit couldn't help but curse at this time, saying how could he go astray, and if his machine was dirty or broken, "Can you afford to pay for it?"
After carrying the machine into Shaoqiu's house, the black bandit clapped his hands and said he was done. Then he left. Shaoqiu must not be strong enough to take his machine away. It is quite safe to leave it in his place. , no need to worry about thieves. At this time, Shaoqiu faced this behemoth and didn't know what to do.
As for this machine, because the gangster didn't know much about it, even though it had finished its work at this time, it had not been shut down. No, it kept shouting all the way. At this time, when I arrived at Shaoqiu's house, it was still not locked, and I didn't know where it was locked, so I could only let him scream for a while.
At this time, Shaoqiu was furious. "Mom, what a fool," he yelled, then left his house, found a stone in the yard, and smashed it down with the determination to die with it. The machine stopped beeping for a while. Otherwise, it would have been beeping like this all night. Will there be anyone in Shaoqiu tomorrow?
