Shaoqiu went to Luzhen, bought back a few kilograms of beef, fried it, and put it in the kitchen cabinet. Seeing that the weather was nice, it was time to work, so he went to the mountain with his hoe. Before going up the mountain, Shaoqiu was reluctant to eat the beef. He had to finish the work on the mountain, take a bath, and then eat the beef. Wouldn't it be pleasant?
After working on the mountain for a day, when night fell, it was no longer possible to see the road clearly. People on the mountain left one after another for a while, not daring to stay at all. Because there have been rumors recently that there are ghosts haunting the mountains, so before the sun went down, the people working there left one after another.
Only Shaoqiu stayed alone in the mountains at this time. Because of the good moonlight, he had to work more, otherwise he would not be able to make money, which would not be a problem.
I worked until late at night. I was very tired and couldn't work anymore. So I sat on the mountain and wanted to have a good rest. I thought of the beef I had fried and had a full meal when I went back. I felt really happy. At this time, a strong wind blew from time to time on the mountain. Wherever the wind passed, everything seemed to disappear. After the strong wind, it began to rain heavily. Some crops were covered in this heavy rain. , started crying one after another.
The rain was really too heavy. Even the evil spirits hiding in the deep mountains and old forests kept sighing in the heavy rain, hoping that the heavy rain would end soon. Shaoqiu was even drenched in the rain, and the evil wind and cold invaded, making his lung disease worse. He couldn't stop coughing. If he continued like this, his life would be in danger in a short time.
Fortunately, Shaoqiu still had a house where he could take shelter from the rain. He didn't dare to stay at this time. Soon after, he returned to the door of his house. When he looked up, he saw that the house had collapsed.
Shaoqiu stopped in front of his house and faced this pile of bricks, stones and wood. For a moment, he really didn't know what to do. I don’t know what happened to this strong wind, but it was so strong that everything it passed was completely destroyed. Even some natural stones on the mountain were damaged by the strong wind for no reason. Not one edge was damaged. This is a small opening.
But this strong wind is also quite strange. Why is it that only my house collapsed, while other people stayed in their houses, having fun, talking and laughing with each other? What on earth is going on? Shaoqiu didn't know. Looking at the garbage here, he could only sit aside for a while, thinking about the beef he had fried in the morning and his books. Why were they gone?
The wind was blowing constantly, and some people's houses were seriously damaged, but they were not in danger of collapse. People lived in them and enjoyed them quite a lot. Only Shaoqiu stayed in front of his house at this time, trembling in the heavy rain.
I originally wanted to take shelter under the eaves of someone else's house, but when Shaoqiu appeared under the eaves of that family's house, for some reason, that family actually piled firewood under their own eaves. It was so full that for a while, there was really no room for it. Shaoqiu had no choice but to stand in front of his house, leaning against the grapefruit tree, sighing for a long time at his misfortune. Otherwise, what else could he do?
The deserted village was completely silent, with no sign of anyone at all. People closed their doors one after another. Even if they saw someone coming out, it was just because they wanted to pee. At this time, he saw Shaoqiu squatting in front of his door. He quickly evacuated, slammed the door, and got into his house.
Shaoqiu had no choice but to leave his house and wander around the deserted village, taking a brief look at the scenery. Although he couldn't see much, it could relieve his depressed mood. Otherwise, it would definitely not be a problem if it continued like this. .
After walking for a while, when I arrived at the door of Uncle Hua's house, there must have been lights on weekdays, but at this time, I couldn't see anything at all. In the darkness, you could almost see ghosts and gods coming and going, so you didn't dare to stand in front of Uncle Hua's house. You walked back quietly along the small dirt road, and stood in front of your own house in the heavy rain. Time, I still don’t know what to do.
Leaning under the grapefruit tree, from time to time, lightning flashed in the sky and thunder exploded frequently. Thinking of the experience on the mountain, I no longer dared to lean on it, otherwise, I might be struck by lightning again. I had no choice but to stand in an open space and glance at the sky. There was almost nothing, no stars, and of course no moonlight.
All that was left was this boundless heavy rain. Staying in such heavy rain, Shaoqiu didn't know why, tears burst out of his eyes. Thinking of the tragedy of his life experience, he felt so embarrassed at this time. However, people in the deserted village will not hear Shaoqiu's cry, because everything seems to disappear in the sound of heavy rain.
After Shaoqiu's house collapsed, the rain stopped and the strong wind disappeared for a while. Shaoqiu stood among the ruins, looking for his books, but he didn't know why these books were missing. Even though he searched all over the place, they were nowhere to be found.
A few days later, the strong wind stopped blowing. At this time, Shaoqiu saw some books placed in front of someone's house. Of course, that family used these books as firewood. It would be perfect to start a fire. .
Shaoqiu went up to argue with them at that time, saying that the books were his, but the family not only refused to admit it, but also threatened Shaoqiu Shaolai to slander them, otherwise they would definitely have to go to court. There was no evidence, so Shaoqiu had no choice but to admit defeat and consider himself unlucky. Otherwise, it would not be a good thing if he offended that person.
There is no way, I am here alone, there are many people in my family, so for a while, this is all I can do. At this time, I built a small shed in front of my dilapidated house, and I will live in it for a while. I can't wait until it rains, and I will buy a new house when I have money.
That night, Shaoqiu sat in the small shed he built, holding a book and reading. In this lonely moonless night, this was all he could do. But at this moment, he heard someone knocking gently on his door, but Shaoqiu was so absorbed in reading that he didn't hear it yet.
The man then kicked the door open, barged in, sat next to Shaoqiu, handed him a cigarette, and started chatting with him.
"What's your purpose here, uncle?" Shaoqiu asked.
"Well," Uncle Hua pondered, "you also know that I am building a house, but..."
"Uncle, just tell me what you have to say, and don't let anyone know about it." Shaoqiu said weakly.
When Uncle Hua heard what Shaoqiu said, he straightened up suddenly. However, due to his carelessness, the shed was too low and he bumped into the beam on the top of the shed, causing him to get bumped up.
"What the hell is this?" Uncle Hua cursed angrily while stroking his head.
"What's wrong, uncle?" Shaoqiu asked.
"It's nothing." Uncle Hua looked very ugly.
Shaoqiu cut a watermelon and handed a piece to Uncle Hua. Uncle Hua was not polite at this time and took the piece of watermelon, and then started chatting with Shaoqiu.
"Uncle has a new house to live in." Shaoqiu said while eating watermelon, "I wonder when it will be completed?"
"That's it." Uncle Hua threw the watermelon rind on the ground and stood up. However, he accidentally stepped on the rind and slipped. He spread his legs and could hardly move for a moment.
"Uncle, slow down." Shaoqiu stepped forward and supported Uncle Hua, then rubbed his injured leg and applied some medicinal powder.
"What the hell is this place?" Hua Bo cursed, and as soon as he finished cursing, he let out another ouch.
When Uncle Hua finally got up from the ground, he sat on a chair again. He stopped eating watermelon and started talking to Shaoqiu about business.
"I'm here for no other reason than to borrow these bricks from you. I'll return them to you when the house is repaired." After Hua Bo said this, he handed over another cigarette.
In order not to go against Uncle Hua's wishes, Shaoqiu had no choice but to smoke. As soon as he took a puff, he started coughing. Because the doctor told me that the lung disease was getting worse and worse, I should not smoke, otherwise I would very likely die from treatment.
But at this time, if he stopped smoking, Hua Bo would laugh and say that he was not a man. For a moment, he was afraid that he would regret the marriage and would not marry Xiao Hua to him. There is no other way. In order to have a woman, in order to find a wife to carry on the family line, just smoke.
While smoking a cigarette and listening to what Uncle Hua said, there was nothing else to say at this time. Anyway, these bricks were of no use here, so he agreed immediately.
"Okay, my nephew is really a cheerful person. As soon as the weather clears up tomorrow, I will find some people to come to your place to pull bricks. What do you think?" Hua Bo stretched his waist and felt a little smarter at this time. He hit his head on the beam above.
"Okay," Shaoqiu responded as if nothing was wrong.
After Hua Bo finished saying this, he went out for a while. But when he walked out of the house and looked outside, for some reason, it started raining continuously. In the heavy rain, the road was muddy and even a little muddy. Worrying about whether I can make it through.
However, Hua Bo looked at the bricks on the floor of Shaoqiu's house and realized that these were exactly what he wanted, because it would be perfect to use these bricks to repair his own house.
Uncle Hua smiled like this and walked towards his house, but for some reason, while walking on the muddy road, he fell down and lay prone in the mud, unable to get up for a long time. Regardless of the heavy rain, Shaoqiu got out of the shed, ran to Uncle Hua, and helped him up again.
Shaoqiu patted the mud on his body, sent Uncle Hua away, and quickly returned to his shed. Otherwise, the heavy rain would be harmful to his recovery, but not beneficial. And Uncle Hua, even though he fell, still laughed and left when he got up, back to his house.
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