Liang Chuan said: "What happened next?"
"After Lao Li woke up, he looked at our house with empty eyes for a long time and asked us when we lived here. I said we had lived here for several years, and he became silent. Later, he asked us We mentioned his name and nothing else, and then he asked me if I could take him in."
"Where does he live now?"
"I'm nesting in the utility room with Zhaodi and Heibi. Don't tell me. Although Lao Li only has one hand, he can work more efficiently than Zhaodi. Look at the firewood outside. He himself He split a hill with one hand!”
"Do you know his background? How did his hand break? You didn't let him move in without asking, right?"
"I asked him, but he didn't want to say anything. He just stared at our house in a daze, and secretly wiped his tears several times, which I caught."
"Really or not, a man like him can shed tears. Are you deceived?"
"I didn't!"
Liang Chuan said with a smile: "Okay, I know, I'll go out and get to know each other!" After that, Liang Chuan walked out of the door leisurely.
Not to mention, Liang Chuan was very wary of this stranger who suddenly appeared. Too many things had happened in the past few days. He couldn't even count the number of people he had offended. Not to mention other things, this man's boxing and kicking skills alone were not enough. Kidding.
That kick on his body was really painful. After time travel, his body was strengthened like Captain America. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has copper skin and iron bones. He was the only one who met so many arrogant opponents. This armless hero can beat himself up until he grins.
There was a huge pile of firewood in the yard, as well as several tree trunks that had just been cut into pieces. It was really inconvenient to carry a whole piece of wood, not to mention that I only had one hand. . But even though he only has one hand, his kung fu is quite impressive, and his wood chopping skills are even better. There are knots and branches on the wood. It is very difficult to chop such wood into small pieces. However, Broken Arm Old Li picked up a piece of wood, put it on the anvil, and brought it down with an ax, which always gave people a very different feeling. It feels smooth, and the ax cuts down to the bottom, splitting the wood into two, without getting stuck at all due to the scar.
why is that? Liang Chuan watched Lao Li chopping firewood. The boring farm work was turned into an art by this disabled person. How did you do it?
Li Chuyi held the ax in one hand. That hand was quite rough. The veins on his hand were as intertwined as earthworms. The hand looked thicker than the hands of ordinary farmers. There was a clear line between the back and the palm of the hand. You can see several hideous cracks. How could the weather in the south have such shocking marks? His face is also darker than that of ordinary people. At least, no one I have seen so far has a face darker than his. .
Liang Chuan looked at Li Chuyi as if he were looking at a pick-up girl at a kiln. He stared motionless and his eyes almost fell off. Li Chuyi had planned to pretend that he didn't see him and continue to chop his firewood, but he didn't expect that Liang Chuan would suddenly Staring at him constantly, and thinking of what Liang Chuan had done to Yi Niang just now, he suddenly felt a little uncomfortable. He secretly increased the strength of his hand by three points, and the small pieces of firewood split by the ax flew a little further, and they flew a little farther. A piece of it almost hit Liang Chuan's face, and Liang Chuan came back to his senses.
Liang Chuan had a happy face. Thinking about it, he had been a little rash just now. He pointed at the pile of firewood on the ground and said, "Did you chop this pile of firewood by yourself?"
Li Chuyi was chopping firewood without looking up at Liang Chuan. There was no hint of fireworks in his tone as he replied calmly: "I didn't chop it."
Um? Wasn't he the one who chopped it? Does Zhaodi still have this skill? Just when he was about to ask who Lei Feng did the good deed, Li Chuyi replied slowly: "Is it you?"
What a sharp language style. One sentence made Liang Chuan blush, and the atmosphere suddenly became awkward. Liang Chuan laughed awkwardly a few times to save himself, and asked Li Chuyi: "I wonder how long Brother Li plans to stay here?"
Li Chuyi suddenly stopped what he was doing, raised his head and looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, making his expression invisible. He let out a long sigh and said in a very resentful tone: "What are you doing?" Drive me away?"
Liang Chuan was stunned by this sudden style of painting. Why the hell are you playing the emotional card with me! Damn it, I made a mistake, this is an old fox, no homeless vagrant. Liang Chuan was a little embarrassed by him and said sarcastically: "Brother Li, are you kidding? My temple is small, but it can still accommodate a great god like you. You can stay here as long as you want, as long as you don't dislike it." My woodshed is so transparent that it doesn’t keep warm in winter!”
"Then I'll stay." After saying that, without even looking at Liang Chuan, he continued to pick up the wood blocks on the ground, put them on the chopping board and continued to chop his firewood.
Liang Chuan was shocked, why did this become I am begging you to stay here, you old boy are not polite to me, you are so good at getting off the slope, I can't even chase you away!
No matter, living here is not in vain anyway. The skill of chopping firewood is also very good. It is not just living and eating in vain. Moreover, this man is so good at martial arts. If you come back and ask him for a half-dozen moves, you will not be able to learn so much. Having a bodyguard to look after homes and homes is also pretty good, and you can make a lot of money.
Li Chuyi's speaking style was refreshing, and most people would not be so direct. People like Liang Chuan who have seen the world feel that such people may be the same as national treasures, and there will not be many of them anymore. Li Chuyi's character is even more unpredictable. At least from Liang Chuan's point of view, he really doesn't know what this forty-year-old disabled man with a broken arm is thinking in his heart.
"Your boxing skills are very strange. Where did you learn them?" Li Chuyi suddenly asked a question.
"Oh, you're talking about my Sanda skills!"
"Sanda?"
"Learned it at the police academy!"
"Police academy?"
"Uh..." Liang Chuan slipped his words for a moment and quickly changed his words: "It's just like your martial arts school, it's just that the name is weird!"
"What an amazing martial arts gym."
Li Chuyi used all his hard skills to break out of the sea of blood. Not a single move was superfluous. Every move he made was a killing move, but he actually withstood it. You must know that those who died at the feet of his fists back then There are not a few people!
One can imagine the shock in his heart.
Liang Chuan wanted to talk more about this broken-armed hero, at least to figure out where you came from, brother, where you are going, and how long you want to live here, but no matter how you talked to him, it was like you were talking to yourself, Li In the first year of junior high school, he didn’t say a word.
Two people were standing in the yard, one was silent and the other was chopping firewood silently. The other wanted to say something, but the other didn't seem to appreciate it and didn't want to say a word. The air seemed to be frozen. Liang Chuan stood for a while, but he really couldn't find anything to say. It was not interesting, so he stopped reading and went to see how Zhaodi was doing.
Due to his personality, Zhaodi is neither competitive nor meddlesome. He is always a quiet man, quietly stroking his black nose behind the house. Black Nose's fur is getting shinier and shiny now, and the whole dog looks more and more majestic.
It is often said that good dogs are psychic. Hei Bi would never bark loudly at the family here. Liang Chuan walked over quietly. Before Zhaodi even noticed, Hei Bi smelled Liang Chuan's familiar scent. , stood up, looked around Liang Chuan, walked towards Liang Chuan with a whimper, and rubbed against Liang Chuan's feet.
Liang Chuan leaned down, touched Hei Bi's shiny head, and scratched it, Hei Bi moaned in enjoyment. Brother Zhao looked at Liang Chuan teasing Heibi and said, "Brother, you haven't been here these days. Heibi misses you very much. He sits at the door of the yard waiting for you every day."
When Liang Chuan heard this, he felt even happier. He picked up Heibi, gently kneaded Heibi's chin with his hands, and said to Heibi, "You have a conscience, and I don't hurt you in vain. Looking back, I’ll introduce you to a beautiful wife!”
When Zhaodi heard this, he couldn't sit still and said: "Third brother, if you don't introduce me to a wife first, I will be twenty during the Chinese New Year. There are not many old men like me in the countryside. If you don't ask for a wife, you will really Becoming old and single.”
Liang Chuan spat at Zhaodi and cursed unconvincingly: "Why are you so anxious? A good man like you is worried about not finding a wife? If you can come here, you can make a difference. Follow me and work hard! If you can't get a wife in the future, I'll grab it for you." one!"
"There's no need to grab one, just help me hold the red thread when fate comes!"
"Have the charcoal from the lower pavilion been delivered in time these days?"
"Of course there is. I burn the charcoal and send it to the lower pavilion every day. I also ask Shopkeeper Ye if there is any news about you. Don't you know that the news has been crazy these days!"
"What's going viral?"
"It is said in the county that there was a girl who was promised to three families by her cruel mother. Fortunately, the county magistrate made a divine decision, and the lovers finally got married. I won't say that what the storytellers in the lower pavilion said is wonderful. Why was the Prince of Hell so moved by Huang Su'e's sincerity that he specifically granted her thirty years of life and allowed her to return to the earth to renew her relationship with Huang Yi..."
Liang Chuan was stunned. He was nearby at the time, and Huang Su'e was clearly pretending to be dead. How could she still be involved with the Lord of Hell? .
"Then has anyone told my story?"
"Of course it is. Yang Xing is notoriously bad in Fengshan. After his death, many people secretly set off firecrackers to celebrate. But your case is not as mysterious as others say. The county magistrate is really a star. Only with people like him can we, ordinary people, have a way to survive!"
That old fox, who collected a lot of black money from Zheng Zuliang, detained so many people randomly in the prison, and could still be praised by the people for not doing anything practical at all, what kind of world is this? Could it be that just by closing Huang Su'e's case of one woman and three husbands, Magistrate Song's inaction can be cleared away?
