The black bandit has been fooled by Shaoqiu more than once. It seems that his reading is really evil. I wonder what book he is reading that makes people fall from the tower crane for no reason? The black bandit's injuries were getting better at this time, and he hated Shaoqiu even more.
It seems that if we don't deal with him properly, this will definitely not work. Besides, he also has plans for his woman. If things go on like this, where will his face be put? However, as a scholar, Shaoqiu was certainly no match for him when it came to beating him. Moreover, if he beat someone just like that, the people in the deserted village would not think that he was very powerful. A knife could not cut through the tofu quickly.
However, the gangster has to deal with him no matter what. Otherwise, how will he live his life? And for some reason, my own woman couldn't help but smile when she mentioned Shaoqiu, and her smile was also quite evil.
However, the gangsters still have to go to the tower crane to do their work as usual. Otherwise, business will be delayed, which is quite bad. After so many days, the tower crane has been repaired. If you start it again, nothing will happen, right?
That night, the black bandit walked into the door of Shaoqiu's house. He lingered for a while, wanting to ask Shaoqiu to open the tower crane for him, but he felt that this might not be appropriate. After all, this man was famous for his stupidity in the deserted village. If you don't get it right, it won't be a big deal if your machine breaks down again. But he felt very uncomfortable not asking Shaoqiu to do things for him, so he stood in front of Shaoqiu's house door and knocked gently on his door.
"Brother, what do you want here?" Shaoqiu asked very politely.
"It's okay, I just want to ask you to open the tower crane for me. I'll give you money, ten yuan a day. What do you think?" the black bandit asked.
"Ten dollars is not a small amount, but I really don't know how to open it. If it doesn't work well, it will delay your business. You'd better hire someone else. I'm sorry that I can't obey." Shaoqiu said apologetically.
At this time, many people from the deserted villages came over and tried to persuade Shaoqiu, saying that because of his injured foot, he should help him, otherwise, he would be said to be dishonest. But for some reason, these people always looked at me in a evasive way, as if they didn't dare to make contact with their own eyes. As for why they were like this, I didn't know for a while.
"This...I really don't know how to drive that thing. If it's not done right, it may cause quite a lot of trouble." Shaoqiu explained to the people in the deserted village.
"It's okay, you can go ahead." The black bandit pushed Shaoqiu towards his tower crane, and the people in this deserted village also helped the black bandit push him. For a moment, Shaoqiu wanted to stay in his house, but he was afraid that It’s impossible.
Shaoqiu had no choice but to put down his book and walked to the tower crane again. He looked at it. It was so high that it would be quite difficult to get up. But the matter has come to this. If we don’t climb up, I’m afraid we’ll be sorry for the enthusiasm of the people in the deserted village, and the black bandits will also say that they are stingy. I'm afraid it won't work if I still want to hang out in a deserted village after offending everyone.
Shaoqiu had no choice but to climb up the tower crane at this time. However, since it was his first time to climb this thing, the ladder was a little slippery and he fell off the ladder before he could climb halfway. I fell under the tower crane and couldn't move for a while. After a long time, I got up from the ground. Fortunately, I was not injured, just a little scratched skin, which is not a problem.
As soon as Shaoqiu climbed up, the people below pulled the ladder away. At this time, he still wanted to get down, but he was afraid that he would not be able to do it. I could only stay in the tower crane for a while, so I turned on the switch, and the machine beeped. The sound was so loud that Shaoqiu wanted to cry. I was already suffering from neurasthenia, but after this quarrel, I felt even more uncomfortable.
But the black bandit was sitting in Shaoqiu's room, holding a book and reading loudly. Of course, the black bandit was just doing this for the sake of reading. It was not so much reading as reciting a spell. The black bandit was a very bad person and narrow-minded, so he wanted to read Shaoqiu off from that.
In the black bandit's view, as long as he reads this book, Shaoqiu will definitely fall off the tower crane like himself, and in this way, his anger will disappear. But after reading it for a long time, for some reason, Shaoqiu was stunned and nothing happened. Even if the black bandit read it through his throat, it would not work. Shaoqiu was still working in his tower crane without any problems.
Shaoqiu started the machine and didn't know how to turn or improve for a while, so he turned the machine off again and didn't dare to mess around, otherwise, something serious would happen. At this time, I even wanted to jump off the tower crane and just run away, but looking at the bottom, it was at least a hundred meters high. If I jumped, it would be terrible.
Staying on this tower crane for a while, facing the urging of the people below, I had no choice but to dare not mess around. At this time, the people below saw that Shaoqiu couldn't drive, and they couldn't stop cursing at his mother. Why was the boss so ignorant that he hired such a person who couldn't drive? There were many people who cursed.
The people cursed for a while and then left again. They didn't dare to stay here, because they were afraid that Shaoqiu might fall from the top, and as a witness, he might have something to do with it. For the time being, Shaoqiu just sat in this tower crane and looked at the scenery around him. From the perspective of this tower crane, the scenery of this deserted village had a different flavor.
After reading the book for a while, the black bandit found that it did not cause substantial harm to Shaoqiu. He stopped reading for a while, but went outside and found an old monk. The black bandit only wanted to find this old monk to read in front of him. Tonight, Shaoqiu must be read from the tower. Otherwise, the blood feud has not been avenged, and how can the black bandit be a human being?
The old monk did not dare to read it for a while, and said that doing so would be quite cruel, even a sin. "It's okay, just read. You can read loudly." The black bandit said. After saying this, he even prepared a loudspeaker for him. If he was reading a book, the sound would be quite impressive in a deserted village.
"I really can't read his book. It's too profound. It's not a book read by monks. This is not the book we read, but some Buddhist scriptures and the like. These are just historical and arithmetic books, which are different from what we read. The book is very different." The monk said.
"It's okay, just read this one." The black man pointed at an arithmetic book and said to the monk.
"One plus one equals two." The monk chanted this while reading the arithmetic book into the loudspeaker. His voice was loud enough to make people feel horrified.
"Yes, just read it like this. You can make it louder. I have plenty of money. You can have as much money as you want." The black bandit said to the monk.
After thinking about it for a while, for some reason, the wind really started to blow in this deserted village, and the wind was as strong as a violent wind, and the place where it passed was completely destroyed. There were many families in the deserted village who couldn't stand the raging wind and fled with their families. They didn't dare to stay in the deserted village for any longer.
The river was turbulent, surrounded by stones and the like, flying all over the sky. Some fish were taken out of the river by the strong wind, and landed in front of Shaoqiu's house, bouncing non-stop, which was a spectacle for a while. "That's right, just read it like this!" The black bandit kept cheering for the monk.
Shaoqiu stayed on the tower crane for a while. The hurricane was so powerful that it was enough to make people frightened. However, he wanted to get down at this time, but there was no ladder. The only solution now was to stay on the tower crane. Otherwise, he would have to go down below. It would also be quite unbearable. Because the water in the river had already surged, the waves kept lapping at the river bank. The embankment was in danger of collapsing under the impact of the huge waves.
At this time, Shaoqiu didn't know where to go. Looking around, he couldn't see anyone. He just saw Xiaohua standing not far away, smiling at him. But with Xiao Hua, Shao Qiu was no longer afraid for a while, and he didn't even want to go down, because only in this place could he see Xiao Hua, and once he went down, where would he go to see Xiao Hua's beautiful face?
At this moment, a sheep was bleating below, seeming to be looking for something, but in the end nothing was found. But the sheep raised its head and looked at Shaoqiu with tears in its eyes. It seems that the madness of this strong wind cannot be avoided by ordinary tile houses. The only way to escape is by climbing up the tower crane.
And this sheep really climbed up. I don’t know where it climbed up from. Anyway, it climbed up. This really fulfilled the saying, "Everything is possible." Because the space was too small, the sheep felt uncomfortable, so it pushed Shaoqiu down with its sharp horn, and Shaoqiu fell down.
"Okay, it's done!" The black bandit said as he looked at the monk. At this time, he did not even look at Shaoqiu, but left his house like a gust of wind. At this time, the strong wind, probably due to interference from unknown reasons, stopped for a while and was no longer so raging. For a while, the deserted village was peaceful.
Only Shaoqiu was lying on a beach by the river at this time. Facing the raging wind, he couldn't get up even if he wanted to, so he had to lie like this, while the river water kept kissing his hand. Putting his hand in the river, he could feel the coolness of the river for a moment. I just couldn't get up, so I had to lie down by the river, facing the east side of the river, speechless for a while.
I don’t know how long I had been lying by the river before Shaoqiu got up. But when I looked around, I saw that Xiaohua was gone. The deserted village is so desolate that you can't hear people talking and gossiping. All you can hear is your own coughing. Shaoqiu returned to his house, but the house was already in a mess, and there were some handwriting on the ground that he didn't quite recognize. As for who wrote it, he didn't know who it was.
