Uncle Feng decided to do some business, otherwise, without money, Widow Liu would look down on him, and it would not be appropriate to live like this. There are no specialties in the deserted village, just some things like pumpkins. There are many places to find these things, almost all over the mountains. It is not expensive to buy these things. No, in less than half a day, Uncle Feng has already got a lot of pumpkins. .
After picking all these pumpkins to the river, Uncle Feng was very happy. He heard that the pumpkins in Luzhen were quite expensive. He should make a lot of money by buying these cheap things and transporting them to Luzhen for sale. Money comes. Suddenly, sitting next to my pumpkin, I was in a particularly good mood, and I was humming a song without even realizing it.
Most of the songs that Uncle Feng hums are not pleasant to listen to, they are just funeral songs and slang, not elegant, just to relieve people's boredom, which is not a good thing. At that time, there were almost no people listening to Uncle Feng's singing. There was only one owl lying quietly on a tree not far away, listening with gusto. It was unfashionable and wanted to harmonize with the previous one. The sound was very sad and shrill. , hearing it, instantly makes people feel a sense of vicissitudes of life.
Uncle Feng really wanted money so much that he went crazy. Of course, this was just for Widow Liu. As long as Widow Liu got the money from him, she might be willing to go on a date with him in the mountains, unlike in the past where she was always treated as such. If you meet me, or even if you meet yourself, you might take the initiative to take off your pants.
When he thinks of these, Uncle Feng is in a very good mood. The gloomy sadness on his face is swept away like a gust of wind in the blink of an eye. A knowing smile is all over his face, and passers-by often have to stop and watch for a long time. , I wonder what kind of medicine Uncle Feng took wrongly, so he just laughs when he sees people?
People don't know how happy Uncle Feng is. Once they know about him, they will definitely be overjoyed. However, laughing for no reason without knowing it is really disrespectful. After people spat, they immediately left.
The weather was originally quite good, it could be said to be almost cloudless. In the clear sky, clouds like peach blossoms came and went in a hurry. Their movements were uncertain, charming and romantic, and they were extremely beautiful and beautiful. With the company of these clouds, the lonely Uncle Feng's unhappy appearance in the past was instantly gone and could no longer be seen.
But after waiting for most of the day, no cargo ship came. I could only place the pumpkins under the shade of a tree, blowing the cool breeze, thinking about the beauty of Widow Liu’s face, and for a moment I was so mesmerized that my soul Inverted is not enough to describe this kind of love. Living in this world, it is very meaningful to be able to kiss Widow Liu's fragrance. Everything else is just nonsense.
But after waiting for a long time, nothing could be seen at all, not to mention Widow Liu, even Widow Xiang was missing at this time. All at this time, there was only a desolate wind that kept blowing over. Some willow trees immediately broke off and disappeared into the land of Wuheyou with a terrible gust of wind.
After waiting for half a day, there was no ship. The prosperity of the past seemed to have faded away for some reason. People don't know why on this day, they don't go to the market, but stay in their houses, drinking some boiled water for no reason. Some people even lie in bed, even though the sun is getting high, they are still doing some terrible things. Daydream.
People would rather lie in their houses in broad daylight and have some terrible nightmares than go to the market. And some people, when having such nightmares, accidentally die in an instant. But such people, even if they are scared to death in their dreams, still have a look on their faces when they die. He smiled, not feeling the slightest regret for having such a terrifying dream.
Poor Uncle Feng sat quietly by the river alone, waiting and waiting, but when would the big ship appear? When the sun turned west, the big ship was still invisible. What appeared on the water were just some small ones. vessel. These small boats can bear a weight of three to two hundred kilograms at most. Uncle Feng's cargo, which easily weighs a thousand kilograms, would be frightening to sink these small boats.
No, when an extremely small cargo ship passed by Uncle Feng's pumpkin, for some unknown reason, it suddenly sank into the river, and together with the man holding the boat, it disappeared in an instant, forever. Can't even see it. Uncle Feng was really scared for a moment. He didn't expect that he would encounter such an unlucky thing as soon as he went out. It was very unlucky. Fortunately, the people in the deserted village did not blame him. Otherwise, if they were framed, it would not be the same. impossible.
Uncle Feng didn't know that the boat was so timid and was so frightened without loading. What if he loaded his own pumpkins onto it and suppressed it? It was all thanks to the blessing of the Bodhisattva that he did not get on the pirate ship. Otherwise, the people in the deserted village would make trouble for him again. If they accuse him of seeking wealth and murder, even if he jumps into the Yellow River, he will not be able to get away with it.
Fortunately, the small boat appeared again at an inconspicuous place downstream not long after. No one on the boat was okay. Uncle Feng bowed to the sky and looked at the sky. There was no cloud at all. It seems to be a good day to make money. As long as you make money, sit casually in Widow Liu's house, put a lot of money on her fragrant table, and then ask her for something, you probably won't refuse her, right? ?
While I was thinking about this, a big ship came over. I thought it would dock, load the goods on the ship, and then transport my goods to Lu Town to sell them, so I could make some money. But for some unknown reason, the big ship seemed to be unable to see anything when it sailed past this place. Not only did it not dock, it even couldn't hear Uncle Feng's shouts. It just drove past and disappeared soon after.
"Damn, what's the matter!" Uncle Feng swore. At this time, he was lying on a rock again, poking out a piece of foxtail grass, rolling his eyes and looking at the sky. A burst of dark clouds gradually appeared in the sky, and the dark clouds were as dense as grass on the ground. The leaves are gone, and it looks like it’s going to rain.
Uncle Feng doesn't want to go to Lu Town anymore because the weather has become very bad. Going to Lu Town again will definitely be a loss-making business. It's better to go back home and make a decision again. At this time, a heavy downpour fell from the sky, and the river immediately swelled, submerging some low houses for a time. Uncle Feng's pumpkin was also doomed. When the river water soaked, it rolled down the river in an instant, and floated with waves. Fading away...
This transaction ends here. Uncle Feng returned to his house with nothing to lose. He originally wanted to hum a few lines of music, but thinking of these things about himself, he lost his mood for a moment and had no choice but to remain speechless like people in a deserted village. Just lying on a broken bed.
Not far down the river, there are some poor families who have not received necessary nutrition for many years and are extremely ugly. Some of them have even passed away long ago. These people all live in some low houses. For some unknown reason, they all came out of their houses one after another that day, holding some sacks and other things, and stood strangely along the river.
Originally, the river was rising, but as soon as the heavy rain stopped, it immediately fell back. At this time, there were some treasures floating on the river, such as pigs and cows, but people didn't like these things. What they cared about were pumpkins. Eating pumpkins in deserted villages is said to be very beneficial to the human body. It will make you stronger and walk like the wind. Even if you encounter ghosts, you will not be afraid at all.
Those people slept all day during the day. At this time, their energy was very good. It seemed that the entire deserted village was standing by the small river. Only Uncle Feng was lying on the bed bored, really poor and depressed. He may not have thought that his pumpkins were in a very dangerous situation. Hungry people were waiting for his pumpkins to feed themselves. Without Uncle Feng’s pumpkins, those people might be in danger in an instant. I might starve to death.
After waiting for a long time by the river, these pumpkins finally appeared on the surface of the river. Suddenly, people shouted and rushed towards them, and a murder even broke out. At that time, two people fought over these pumpkins belonging to Uncle Feng. One person died because of his lack of strength and rigid movements.
After the hungry and cold people got all of Uncle Feng's pumpkins, they immediately left the river, not daring to stay any longer. Soon after, the river became quiet again, and fish were jumping. The sound of the waves and the charming flowers reflected by the waves make people feel like they want to write poetry.
After taking a nap, Uncle Feng appeared by the river on crutches. Witnessing this scene, he immediately composed a poem to the starry sky. Of course it's not very good, it's just chanting casually. I wonder what Uncle Feng would think if he knew about the scene during the day and saw so many people snatching his pumpkins?
Fortunately, Uncle Feng didn't know these things. He thought that his pumpkin was just going eastward with the flowing water. By this time, it might have entered the East Ocean, right? But for some reason, Uncle Feng smelled the scent of pumpkin floating in the wind. The smell was so good that he almost fell drunk by the river.
"My pumpkin!" Uncle Feng stopped using crutches at this time and ran, trying to get his pumpkin back. In order to buy these pumpkins, he worked hard. At this time, he smelled the aroma of boiled pumpkins and knew that someone might be there. Can you not feel sad now that you have calculated your own stolen goods?
At this moment, nothing could be smelled in the air, only the slightly fishy smell spread by the river filled the air. Uncle Feng sat down on the ground. Faced with this terrible situation, he didn't know what to do for a moment. Without capital, how could he do business in the future? If he couldn't do business, if he wanted Widow Liu to like him, then It's impossible no matter what.
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