The floods threatened to submerge the deserted village, and Shaoqiu's house was about to be flooded. At this time, people did not want Shaoqiu to move, and fled one after another. For a while, only Shaoqiu stayed in his house. In front of the house, looking at the heavy rain, I didn't know what to do. After the heavy rain, the sky cleared up. When people saw that Shaoqiu was still alive and the house was in good condition, they felt unhappy and gathered in front of his house, insisting that Shaoqiu leave the deserted village.
However, Shaoqiu had no strength in his body due to lung disease, so he wanted to stay in his house and have a good rest. However, he heard people gathering in twos and threes in front of his house, beating gongs and drums and making bursts of sounds. A shocking sound. For a patient with lung disease, he originally needed a lot of rest. But now, not only can he not rest, but even sleeping has become a problem.
Some people did not play gongs, but stayed in front of Shaoqiu's house and played mahjong constantly. From time to time, they slapped the table with the mahjong pieces, which caused a lot of damage to the table for a while. At that time, there was a person who slapped the tabletop with the mahjong pieces as hard as he could, causing the tabletop to break. His hand was also broken because he hit it too hard.
Of course, the bones were only broken and not falling off. They looked very intact, but the bones inside were really comminuted fractures due to the beating. It may be that for several years after that, this hand will not be able to be broken. It cannot be used to grab something. He couldn't even use this hand to touch his woman's ass.
But even though the man's hand was shattered and fractured, he still slapped the table, completely ignoring the seriousness of the injury on his hand. Some people tried to persuade him at the time, but this man not only refused to listen, but even hit someone with his severed hand. , was pulled like this, and the broken hand fell off in a moment. Even so, the man was not in a hurry to bandage the wound or anything else. He casually put some urine on the wound and continued playing cards. There happened to be two bones in the broken hand, so he reluctantly I can clamp the mahjong piece and still keep flapping it.
The people who were playing cards at that time also did not dare to stay at the table and play cards because the table was full of blood and flesh, and so many people had dispersed. At this time, the man stuck the mahjong piece in the bone seam. Regardless of the pain of the wound, he slapped the table with all his strength. The sound it made was also very weird, which made Miao Qiu stay in his room. , also very frightened.
And that tabletop, faced with such a terrifying situation, burst into tears for a moment, making the place ablaze. The noise made it impossible for Shaoqiu to have a good rest, and there was another violent cough. The attack of lung disease was so severe that he spurted out a mouthful of blood.
The card players kept slapping the table because the scene was too scary and the table was too scared, so they kept scolding people and even ran away. But there were so many people present, where could a small table escape to? It was caught by people at that time, and it was still playing cards in front of Shaoqiu's house.
Not far from the place where the cards were played, there was a pig pen, where an old pig was kept. It was a breeding pig. At this time, his body was getting tired. If he wanted to do that again, he would probably not be able to do it. He became so angry that he stayed in his pigsty every day, muttering bad words. It was already dark at this time, and he was about to go to sleep. Suddenly he heard someone quarreling with him, and he tried his best to Di slapped the mahjong piece on the table and started to curse.
"I fucked your mother!" the old pig scolded.
However, that man had very good concentration. When he heard the old pig scolding his mother, he didn't dare to say anything for a moment. He just kept slapping the mahjong piece on the table, and the sound it made was so violent. The old pig was so frightened that he didn't dare to scold him anymore. Suddenly, it gradually became quiet in front of Shaoqiu's house. It was raining heavily outside, but these people did not leave because of the heavy rain. On the contrary, they played cards more happily.
But not long after the good times, the man got angry. As a pig, he should have slept well, but he was so untutored, so he actually started scolding his mother. Then he stepped forward and beat the old pig. At that time, many people tried to persuade him, saying that he didn't need to be as familiar with this old pig, but that person refused. At this time, he had to beat the old pig to death. At that time, the old pig was so frightened that he just kept crying because he was offended. When he saw this man playing cards, his mouth had already been broken with a mahjong piece, and blood flowed all over the floor.
Although the old pig's mouth was broken, he still cursed his mother. The man saw that it was not a big deal, and for a while, under the persuasion of everyone, he let the old pig go. Amidst this murmur of ridicule, Shaoqiu could no longer rest. At this time, he was lying on his bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. He looked at the night outside, and for a moment, he didn't know what to do.
Uncle Hua is going to build a house. So he demolished his old house and hired craftsmen, who were busy either measuring the foundation or drawing drawings. Because a house has to be built, which is really not easy for a farmer, and those huge stones are placed on his house yard, and these stones have to be carried into the foundation so that the stonemason can The master repairs the bricks.
But there are not enough manpower. It would cost a lot of money to ask someone to carry the stone for him. For a while, Uncle Hua calculated the cost of carrying the stone. At the end of the day, it would cost a lot of money. However, all the savings in his family, excluding the payment There is not much left besides what is given to the master craftsman.
And I was not strong enough to lift these stones. For a moment, I really didn’t know what to do. While he was hesitating and not knowing what to do, he suddenly saw Shaoqiu walking past the door of his house, so he grabbed him and insisted on carrying the stone for him.
Shaoqiu was ill at that time, and his lung disease was becoming more and more serious. Seeing that the sun was good, he went out to bask in the sun, and then went back to sleep. But when I walked to the door of Uncle Hua's house, I saw a lot of excitement, so I came over to take a look, but I encountered such a thing, I had to carry a stone for him.
Shaoqiu originally refused, because if he was sick, he would not be able to do heavy physical work, and he would not be able to do it. But Uncle Hua insists on this and refuses to help her now, which offends the old man. He will then refuse to marry Xiao Hua to him, which will be a serious problem.
Of course, if a normal person can deal with these stones, he can barely do it, but Shaoqiu cannot, because in the past few days, he has been disturbed by those who played cards in front of his house, making him unable to sleep at all. Sickness and physical failure are obvious. At this time, Uncle Hua wanted to carry the stone for him. This was obviously a joke. He couldn't do the job at all.
However, if it doesn't work, I don't dare to reveal that I am sick. Otherwise, Uncle Hua may marry Xiaohua right away. He couldn't refuse, otherwise, Uncle Hua would still not allow him to interact with Xiaohua. For a moment, out of helplessness, Shaoqiu had no choice but to take off his clothes and lift the stone for Uncle Hua.
Hua Bo invited a strong man, who was half the size of Shaoqiu. He was so strong and strong that even the cattle in the deserted village were inferior. Shaoqiu had no choice. Considering that this might be Hua Bo's test, if he didn't lift the stone at this time, he would not be able to pass this test. How would he marry Xiao Hua?
He had no choice but to bite the bullet and lift the stone together with the strong man. The stone weighed at least a thousand kilograms. Shaoqiu could barely hold on while carrying the stone while walking among the potholes. For a strong man, this may not be a big deal, but Shaoqiu was different. At this time, he was sweating all over his body and was about to go into shock several times. However, with his strong will, he finally managed to get rid of the stone. It was carried to the edge of a foundation.
Due to the excessive force, Shaoqiu vomited blood and sprinkled a stone on the foundation with this unlucky substance. At that time, Hua Bo was furious, picked up a stone, and prepared to lay it on Shaoqiu. Give it a pat on the head. Someone stopped him and said that this was not a big deal, because today was a good day to repair the house and no blood could be seen, so they sent Shaoqiu away and asked him to go back.
After leaving Uncle Hua's house, Shaoqiu couldn't help sighing for a long time, deeply hating that he was useless and couldn't carry the stone for Uncle Hua. He actually vomited blood on someone else's stone. This was really unfair. You don’t live in other people’s homes, right? But Hua Bo, a superstitious person, saw himself vomiting blood on the stone he used to ward off evil spirits. This was okay, and he cried at that time.
Shaoqiu returned to his house. He regretted causing trouble to Uncle Hua's family. If he had known this, he would not have gone out to bask in the sun no matter how strong it was. But now, I felt really sorry for him. Seeing Uncle Hua squatting in his construction site and crying, he felt very uncomfortable.
He could only close the door and hide inside, not daring to come out to see anyone. Uncle Hua came forward again at this time, insisting that Shaoqiu compensate for his losses. However, under people's persuasion, it was said that there was nothing that Shaoqiu could do, otherwise, it would not be like this.
Hearing people talking like this, Uncle Hua knew for a moment that the person he was looking for could not be found, so he left quickly, leaving Shaoqiu alone in his room, sighing long and hard. At this time, the people playing cards also dispersed and disappeared one after another. Otherwise, something really happened, and it would be up to him to say that he was the murderer. This would not be good.
The rain kept falling outside. Shaoqiu stayed in his room. For a moment, he didn't want to go anywhere, he just read the book.
The wind kept roaring, and in the sound of the wind, I seemed to hear Uncle Hua's family quarreling. Uncle Hua was shouting that he had to kill Shaoqiu because of what happened, but people tried to persuade him. , saying that there was nothing that could be done about it. After hearing this, Uncle Hua no longer held the knife in his hand to kill. The deserted village finally calmed down. Shaoqiu stayed in his room, not daring to go out at this time. Otherwise, he didn't know what terrible things he would encounter.
