Seeing that Shaoqiu had broken down the wall, this was a violation of the law of heaven. He was roared by the black bandits at that time. If it weren't for the fact that this person was a scholar, killing him would not count as a role. The black bandits would have killed him at that time. . Seeing Shaoqiu like this, he was afraid that it would not do any good to his house if it continued like this. Moreover, Shaoqiu even accidentally injured his finger and blood dripped on the foundation of the house. This was always quite unlucky in a deserted village. The black bandit had a gun in his hand, and he couldn't help but roar at him.
Because he was too tired, had to do heavy physical work, and had lung disease, Shaoqiu couldn't help coughing, and even coughed up blood, which sprayed on the foundation, leaving a bloody patch. The black bandit stood in front of Shaoqiu's vomited blood. On such an auspicious day, this man was so good that he cursed himself like this. If this was not a bad intention, how could he explain it?
Because of the seriousness of the situation, several craftsmen working at this time came forward and looked at the scene, thinking that it was ominous. Some people said that they did not want to work anymore, fearing that something would happen to them. Half of the people dispersed for a while, and only Shaoqiu stood in front of the black bandit. Looking at the blood he had spit out, he didn't know what to do, so he stepped forward and wiped it with his own clothes. , otherwise, how harmful this would be to people.
But the black bandit kicked him away and rolled the stone down the river. The people who left now no longer dared to come back to work for the black bandit. Those who stayed were also afraid of the black bandit's gun. Because if the black bandits kill everyone in this deserted village, it can be said that nothing will happen. Shaoqiu was like a child who had done something wrong. He stood in front of the gangster, at a loss. He wanted to run away, but the gangster had a gun in his hand. As long as he dared to escape, the gangster would kill him immediately. Got him.
I don’t know why it’s snowing again in the sky at this time, and if it snows, this is really a taboo for building walls, because in this way, the cement cannot solidify, and the wall built will not be strong. But the black bandit didn't care so much. He looked at Shaoqiu at this time and said that even if he was sick, he should still work for himself, even if the weather was so bad.
The snow was flying in patches, and Shaoqiu was trembling all over because of the cold, and because he was sick, he couldn't bear it. At this time, there was a place where I could warm myself up by the fire. It was so nice. I looked at the black bandit sitting aside and warming himself up by the fire. I was very envious of him for a moment.
Of course, although he was envious, he never dared to warm himself by the fire, because the black bandit was constantly wiping the barrel of the gun at this time, and his temper was not very good. He had just killed someone not long ago, and now he would kill one more person. It’s just one death. Shaoqiu was originally quite incapable of building walls. If he were studying, he would be pretty good at it. But he had to build a wall by himself. He had never done this before, and he didn't know how to do it at all. But if he didn't build a wall, it would be black. The deserted village is famous for its violent temper. If you offend this person, the consequences will be disastrous.
At that time, a craftsman suggested that the black bandits stop temporarily because of the snow, and it would not be too late to start building again when the weather cleared up. However, before the craftsman could finish his words, the black bandits had already cut out his tongue. For a while, people didn't dare to speak, so they could only build it silently, regardless of whether the wall built in the ice and snow was good or not, and whether it would collapse.
The black bandit was sitting on the side, drinking a small drink, while a peasant woman who had been robbed was dancing for him. Of course, the husband of the peasant woman, because he was afraid that his woman would have an affair with the black bandit, stood aside and watched for a while. , He would never dare to ask the gangster to have any contact with his woman. The woman was so happy that she asked her husband to leave, saying that the weather was so cold and that if she stayed like this any longer, the harm to her body would be insignificant.
But my husband, because he was worried about the misbehavior of the gangsters, once he walked away, he would do something despicable and shameless. It wouldn't matter if he had no feelings for his woman, but he liked his wife very much. If she was defiled by a gangster, the consequences would be disastrous. He might just jump into the river and die.
The peasant woman was jumping more and more happily at this time, and even took off her top, because she saw that the black gangster was a character, and she tried her best to fawn over him, wishing to take off all the clothes on her body, otherwise , this gangster might not fall in love with him. Of course, seeing his wife like this, the farmer was also very uncomfortable at this time. Seeing that his woman's arms were seen by the black bandit, he wanted to intervene and block the black bandit with his vulgar posture. He could not use it. Didn't he see his woman's fat and white skin?
The black bandit was drinking a small drink while watching this. He was so happy that he wanted to go up and touch the peasant woman's skin. However, it was inconvenient because her husband was sideways, so he finally did not do it. come out. The peasant woman's husband's face was swollen at this time. Because he was in the way, he was very disliked by the gangsters. He was slapped countless times, and he was already in disgrace.
However, the brave farmer, in order to prevent his woman from being defiled by the gangsters, risked his life to deal with the gangsters. It doesn't matter if he received a lot of beatings. He must not touch his own woman. To touch it, as a man, this is unbearable pain. Fortunately, the gangsters did not do such a thing, otherwise, another life would be lost at this construction site.
Because the black bandit didn't pay much attention to him, Shaoqiu took out a book and looked at it. Building walls was not something he liked. No, if he kept building walls, he would read one or two pages of the book. Otherwise, it would be impossible to survive this windy and snowy weather. At this time, reading can be regarded as my spiritual support. Without reading, it can be said that it is impossible to live this life. Moreover, with this book, it will not be a problem for the gangsters to treat me badly. , one day he will become more prosperous in the future, and then the gangsters will not blame themselves for being rude.
I saw that Shaoqiu had to study while working at his construction site. Although he didn't understand what he was talking about, it was too unconscionable. He was reading his own book while receiving other people's wages? I stopped drinking for a while and stepped forward, stood in front of Shaoqiu, and yelled at him again. I originally wanted to grab this person's book, but thinking that if this person didn't have a book, it could even be said to be a living thing. I can't go on anymore, and today I'm starting to build a house. It's really a great day, so I can't kill anyone.
If you want to kill this person, you must at least stay away from this place. Otherwise, people will take advantage of him and say that he has evil intentions and kills people for no reason. If this word spreads, it will not do him any good. Of course, if this were Shaoqiu's own home, the gangsters could snatch his books, then take them to his stove and burn them as firewood.
But not today, because on this great day, people will not die for such a small thing. Knowing that this book is the lifeblood of this person, if it is burned, will it not lead to death? If he wants to study for a while, why not let him study at his construction site for a while. Anyway, he is in a good mood today, and he has this peasant woman to accompany him. Otherwise, if he was in a bad mood in the past, he would not be able to have this Shaoqiu at this time. What a terrible fate?
After Shaoqiu read for a while, he felt that if he took someone else's wages but didn't help them with work, even if they didn't say anything about him, would he feel satisfied? He stopped reading for a while, and just like those craftsmen, he built a wall. Of course, Shaoqiu did not look down on the masters who built the wall, and felt that it was good for a person to be able to build a wall.
But as a scholar, when it comes to building walls, this is simply not possible, and the resulting thing is simply too ugly. But since you are asked to build it by yourself, don’t worry about so much and just build it.
When the wall was built to the height of a person, Shaoqiu walked aside and took a look. Weird thing was that the wall was a little curved. I bet he wanted to bend down to pick something up, or he was trying to take advantage of the gangster's power. I want to salute the old man, otherwise, why would he be bent like this? At this time, Shaoqiu was afraid that the curved wall would be seen by the black bandits, so he walked to the side of the wall that was about to fall to the ground. He had to hold on forcefully, otherwise, it would collapse.
The snow was getting heavier and heavier, the wind was roaring, and from time to time the river could be seen rolling up huge waves, and even the waves splashed into the construction site, making some of Shaoqiu's clothes wet. After holding on like this for a while, it was ultimately due to lack of strength. No, it was buried by the collapsed wall.
At this time, Shaoqiu was buried in the wall he built. Due to the cold weather and the worsening of his lung disease, he coughed frequently and even gushed out blood from time to time. The black bandit saw it at this time, and originally wanted to go up and talk to him, "Who is he when the wall is built like this?"
The other craftsmen had to lend a helping hand out of sympathy, and they were more or less their peers. However, the black bandit came forward at this time, because this man was making things difficult for him, and he was currently pressed under the wall. , God is really watching what people do, and temporarily prevented other craftsmen from helping. Shaoqiu could only be suppressed like this, and it was impossible to escape.
The black bandit had been drinking for a whole day because he was in a good mood. No matter how Shaoqiu built the wall at this time, he would not blame him. Just turn a blind eye.
But this person actually built the wall like this. This is too outrageous. Even though I wanted to help him, I did everything possible to give him such an opportunity to make money, because I had always been able to treat him in the past. I'm sorry, but my conscience for so many days has found that calling him here now is just to repay him and alleviate his sins to some extent. Otherwise, it would be freezing cold and the scholar would have no income, which would be inappropriate.
Seeing that this person was so unsatisfied, he actually broke down the wall and suppressed himself. If he was given a salary, other people would be dissatisfied. I hated him for a moment, so I took off my pants and started peeing on him. For such a useless person, he might as well die.
