Let's say that the thin man was in a very bad mood when he stayed in his room that day, because his woman seemed to like the gangster to some extent. After not seeing each other for a few days, she became in a trance and couldn't even think about food and drinks. Otherwise, I wouldn't be so upset.
It can be said that the thin man was not used to not seeing the black bandit for so many days, so he looked forward to it every day, hoping to see the black bandit's arrival. However, after so many days, not only did he not see the black bandit, but even some news about him was not available. No, for a moment, I really didn’t know what to do.
The thin man stayed in his room, thinking about the gangster who harassed his woman every day, making her almost lovesick for a while. He was very angry and didn't find a chance to straighten things out. Where is the justice of this black bandit? But he didn't know how to deal with it, because the black bandit looked extremely tall and powerful. It was impossible to defeat this man by himself, and he might even die for it.
At this time, he was in such a bad mood that the thin man started to shed tears on his face. He remembered what the gangsters had done to him before, and sometimes he even slept on his own bed. Although he firmly opposed it, it didn't work. In this way, his woman gradually developed some relationship and affection with her, otherwise, she would not be lovesick at this time.
Thinking of this, the thin man became very confused. What kind of world is this? Although his hut is dilapidated, it is still his own. And who is this black bandit? How can he come in and out as he pleases? Do you treat people as human beings? But thinking like this is in vain, because no one will sympathize with him, and more people just laugh at him in their hearts. Some people even think so, at night, why not go to the thin man's house to play, Anyway, I don’t have a woman.
A strong wind was already blowing outside the door. It kept blowing. The color of the sky and the earth changed. Many mountains were covered with rain and fog. There must be some unclean things on those mountains, waiting for you to be fooled and deceived. ? Thinking of this, the thin man closed the door, fearing that he might be possessed by evil spirits, and actually wanted to go for a walk in the mountains. Isn't it obvious what the consequences would be?
But after closing the door to the house, his wife opened the door again. Otherwise, his condition would be worse and he might not survive for a few days. For a while, he had no choice but to follow his wife's lead and open the door. The door to the house opened again. A strong gust of wind blew into the house, lifting up all the quilts on the bed. If the thin man hadn't been quick with his hands and feet, he would have really messed up his bed.
Lightning flashed from time to time, and the sky became pitch black for a moment, to the point where you could barely see your fingers. But in such a sky, his woman rushed out, saying that she wanted to see the gangsters, and even said that she didn't When I saw the black bandit, I didn't want to live anymore. It is inconvenient for a thin man to say anything about his woman's demands. Otherwise, if he offends her, it will be life-and-death. If people find out, it will not look good, and he may even say that he is bullying his own woman.
A thin man can't bear to bully his own woman. How many people dream of marrying such a beautiful woman? How can he be willing to bully him at this time? Not to mention bullying, it's too late to feel distressed on weekdays, and he even thinks about it. I picked the stars in the sky and gave them to her, but I was afraid that my woman would dislike him, otherwise, I would really do this.
However, for some reason, my wife didn’t see the gangster for a few days, so she was desperate for life. She looked forward to the gangster’s appearance every day. Sometimes she even went out of the house openly, sat on the road, and asked everyone she met, “Have you seen it?” My gangster?"
Regarding this matter, the thin man also turned a blind eye and did not dare to take it too seriously, otherwise it would cause an accident and directly cause his woman to follow him. This is not appropriate. At this time, you can tolerate it. At night , he still sleeps with this beautiful woman, and the gangster just stays aside, dreaming at most. The thin man was very grateful for God's arrangement. Sometimes late at night, when people in the deserted village were asleep, he would quietly go out, carrying paper money, and burn some paper money for God. He originally thought that he was not good-looking. He is too thin and weak. He may never marry another woman in this life. He never imagined that God would open his eyes and reward him with such a beautiful woman. Can he not shed tears of gratitude at this moment?
At this time, he saw that his woman seemed to be lovesick, so he walked out of the house with a bundle of paper money, hoping to take advantage of the dark night and quietly burn some paper money for God in a deserted place, so as to wish his woman a speedy recovery. Get up, otherwise, it won't be a problem if it continues like this. In the past, if something unexpected happened to me, such as having a stomachache, or the pig at home was lost, as long as I burned a few bundles of paper money like this, I would find my pig in a lovely place.
But this time it is definitely not a simple problem like a pig. My woman is lovesick, so I want to pray and see if God can make this black bandit die. Maybe once the black bandit dies, my woman will forget about it. How wonderful it would be for him to live with himself wholeheartedly from now on. Originally, he couldn't beat this gangster. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such trouble and just hit him directly. Thinking of this, the face of the thin man became blurred, tears rolled down, and he actually started to cry.
I can only burn some paper money in this deserted place and wish this gangster to die soon and stop harming my woman. Otherwise, I want to hit him to death, but after thinking about it, I realized that crashing to death was a no-brainer because I was afraid of pain. When I no longer wanted to live, I decided to find a way to hang myself from a tree. Before hanging himself, he wanted to make the black bandit suffer some pain no matter what, so he burned the paper and muttered something, hoping that the black bandit would die soon, otherwise, it would be really impossible to live.
Before walking out of the house, it was still drizzling in the sky. This made the thin man a little worried. He was afraid that if the paper money could not be burned, his work would be in vain. But at this time, for some reason, the rain turned out to be Quietly stopped. It stopped raining. Once the paper money started burning, it became a raging trend. It was quite smooth. From time to time, such a large amount of paper money was all burned.
At this time, his lovesick woman, who was staying at home and enjoying herself, escaped for no reason. She broke free from the ropes tied to her body, knocked open the door of the house, followed him, and came here to see him. When he came to burn the paper money, he knew that he was cursing the gangster. For a moment, he felt quite angry. How could he treat his gangster like this? Without saying a word, he scolded the thin man for killing his head and stepped forward. Regardless of the raging fire, he stepped forward and stamped out the burning paper money.
The thin man was quite angry for a moment, but he had no choice but to do it, because it was his woman who did it, and no matter what his woman did, it was good, even killing himself was not bad. Without his own woman, a thin man might not be able to live in this world.
After his wife put out the fire, she watched all the paper money turn into ashes and gradually dispersed in the wind. From time to time, they disappeared without a trace. This made the thin man a little annoyed. He originally wanted to use these paper money to make the black man angry. The bandits left, at least to stop them from being so powerful. Unexpectedly, my own woman stamped out these fires with just one step. Not only that, because his wife was dissatisfied with her evil deeds, she cursed her loudly at that time. Still not relieved, she picked up a stone as big as a basin, pointed it at her husband's head, and poured it into her husband's head. With all his strength and all his anger, he smashed it with all his strength.
The thin man could not have imagined that his woman would do such a thing for the sake of the gangsters. At that time, he was covering his wounds without any hemostatic medicine. He just treated them briefly, and even made some mud on the ground, messing around with it. On this wound. Although he was seriously injured, he couldn't blame his woman. Everything was his fault. He was not as tall and powerful as the gangster, so he couldn't give his woman happiness. Otherwise, she wouldn't be lovesick. At this moment, she covered her head Holding his wound, he sat on a stone without saying a word, sighing for a long time.
After doing all this, his woman went back, got into the house, and never came out again, it seemed. This made the thin man feel resentful. He worked so early in the morning and late at night for no one but for his own woman. At this time, it was good that he had a stone thrown on his head because of the gangster's lovesickness. What’s the point of a day like this?
However, because of his love for his woman, this thin man still had a smile on his face even though he was seriously injured. This was much better than the usual indifferent attitude of his woman towards him. At this time, seeing his woman hit him, the thin man was so flattered by this kind of recognition. For his woman to hit him like this, he was not only lucky, but also indescribable. The situation is reached.
The thin man smiled at this time, but the pain of the wound made him scream. His woman didn't care about all this. She was lying in the hut, waiting for the arrival of the black bandits. The past has arrived. At this time, the gangsters will definitely come, as they always do. However, for some reason, after so long that day, not only could the black bandit not be seen, but his heroic voice could not even be heard.
The thin man left the place where the paper money was burned. There was no trace of people in the wilderness for a while. It could be said to be a deserted place. Only the wind kept blowing, blowing the ashes and scraps of paper from time to time, and some of them flew away. They went to heaven, and some of them were scattered to nowhere. The thin man was left sitting on a stone in a daze. He didn't know that his woman didn't value his affection so much. At this moment, he was touching his head and shedding miserable tears.
Although it hurts a little, I don't regret it. Compared with the deathly indifference of the past, it is much better to be stoned by my own woman at this time. It seems that the wound inflicted by my woman is not a wound, but a kind of enjoyment. No, the wound is almost itchy.
The thin man was very happy, because the beating was both scolding and painful, which made him very happy. Regardless of the bleeding from the wound, he danced in the wilderness. Although the dance was not so beautiful, it was still beautiful after all. It's a dance. Being able to give my wife such a beating is really a blessing from my previous life. How can I not be happy at this time? However, after dancing for a while, I found that the wound was broken and bleeding. For a while, I stopped dancing. It seems that God also I'm jealous of myself, otherwise, why would it be like this?
The thin man returned to his house and stopped burning paper because the woman was not happy to do this. Otherwise, he would have wanted to burn more paper money and curse the gangster to death. However, since his woman was unhappy, for a while, , no longer obsessed with this matter, and hurried back to his house, because it started to rain heavily from time to time. It was precisely because of these heavy rains, otherwise, my woman might even have rushed out of this hut and got into the black bandit's house.
It seems that burning paper by myself has played a role. Otherwise, why would it have rained that day? I was very happy. At this time, I was lying in front of the dilapidated house, bowing to the sky, and thanking the gods for blessing me. of favor. But his woman was sleeping soundly at this moment, seemingly not caring about anything about her, otherwise, she would do something terrible.
