The two tax collectors didn't say a word after hearing this. Li Funing said, "Well, if you let me push the cart, why don't you just rest here? Resting is definitely not possible. This beef will go bad if it is kept for a long time. You are willing to bear the losses caused by it going bad." ?
Stop trembling and give me 5 yuan for tax. We don't believe that you, a man of dignity, can't even spare 5 yuan. She stared at him with a small nose and spoke with a heavy nasal voice.
Li Funing had no choice but to open the pockets on the left and right sides of the black pants he was wearing in front of the two tax collectors. There was nothing inside. Then he patted the two pockets on the flat pants next to his buttocks to show that he was completely penniless.
The tall nose shouted: Since you don't have a penny, what business do you do?
I never do business. Li Funing had just finished speaking, and Little Nose said: You lied to my face, aren't you doing business by selling beef?
I had no choice but to do so. Li Funing replied in a low voice.
how do I say this? Little Nose walked over and tapped his handlebar.
Li Funing then told the reason why the buffalo killed two Li brothers one after another. They listened in amazement until Li Funing's voice choked up. The tall nose said that if it is true as you said, then we will be lenient.
You can go to Lijiawan to see the bodies of the two brothers that have not yet been buried.
Little Nose waved his hand and asked Li Funing to push the beef cart over.
The weather was hot that day, so in order to sell the goods quickly, he sold out the goods within two hours at a price per kilogram that was 40% lower than the market price. Most of the customers who buy goods are smart. After taking a look and touching it, they feel that the beef on the cart is indeed fresh, so they take out "Brother Kong Fang" to pay the bill and pick up the goods. But even if a ferocious-looking cow-head bids no matter how low it is, no one will pay any attention to it.
At sunset, Li Funing had no choice but to transport the cow's head, which was still coiled with two big curved horns, back to Lijiawan. He counted the money from the sale to Gong Shuhua and pointed to the inventory on the smelly cart and said: "The cow's head" Can't sell.
Gong Shuhua moved her eyes away from her relatives who were wearing sackcloth and mourning, looked at Li Funing and said: "You have suffered a loss, so I will give you the unsellable cow head."
While Li Funing said that I should suffer a loss, he made another half circle and pushed the trolley towards the other end of the bay.
In front of Li Funing's house, there was a wooden post for clothes drying poles with nails on it. He used a rope to wrap the cow's head with curved horns, and made a tie to hang it on the nails to prevent it from being placed on the nails. The ground was bitten by bugs or flies or something. Then he went into the house and found an ax, ready to knock off the two curved horns on the buffalo's head. When he approached the stake with an ax in his hand, he discovered that the two copper-bell-sized eyes on the dead buffalo's head were staring at him with hatred. He panicked and was about to give in, but suddenly the buffalo became overwhelmed. The rope broke, and the buffalo's head fell from the wooden stake, hitting him right on top. One of the buffalo's horns hit the throat of his neck squarely, and he fell down, just like that. Fainted on the ground.
In the hot weather, many blowflies flew over the bloody cow's head because the smell was too strong.
After a while, an old lady with a cane came from the other side. From a distance, she saw a cow's head with curved horns under the wooden pile, as well as the cow's body. An unpleasant smell made her cover her nose and look this way. Look, I saw a clue. What was lying under the wooden pile was not a cow, but a human body, which was pressed down by the heavy cow's head.
Oh, she recognized it. Isn't this person Li Funing? What's up with him? The old lady became nervous, walked over, knelt down and touched Li Funing's nose. There was no more breath, and he had passed. The old lady grabbed the horns and gave him a push, so that the heavy head would no longer press on him. Checking Li Funing's body again, no obvious wounds were found, only the throat of his neck was sunken. The old lady immediately concluded that the problem was here, and analyzed that the bull's head must have been hanging unstable on the wooden stake, and the rope broke and fell down, killing Li Funing.
So, with a livid face, the old lady stood up and shouted: The bull's head smashed the man to death!
No one heard her, so she walked to the door of Li Funing's house with a stick. She called several times but no one found out. It turned out that Li Funing's wife had gone out. The old lady then walked to a crowded place in the bay. At this moment, the crowded place was in front of the house of Li Jieshi and Li Jieshi. The bodies of these two brothers had been enshrined, and they could only hear the loud cries of their relatives, who came to pay their respects. The sound of firecrackers continued.
No one heard the old lady's cry. She came here, grabbed a young man and said: Li Gaosheng, what's wrong, Li Funing was crushed to death by the head of a dead buffalo. Li Gaosheng didn't believe his ears and said to the old lady: Grandma, don't talk nonsense!
It’s not nonsense, it’s true. Come with me to the door of Li Funing’s house and take a look.
Li Gaosheng asked a group of people to look at the scene. As the old lady said, Li Funing's body was thrown under the wooden pile. They turned the body over with his face facing the sky. His eyes were still open.
At this time, the old lady said to Li Gaosheng: This buffalo must be a monster. It killed three men one after another. It is best to invite monks and Taoists to suppress the evil spirits, otherwise, there will be no peace in the bay.
Suddenly, a woman emerged from the crowd. She was Li Funing's wife Bai Qizi. She still had a bib hanging on her chest. At first glance, she knew she was a cook. Yes, Master Li Jie was gone, and she was helping cook for the funeral guests. , she felt a little depressed that day, and she couldn't explain it clearly, and she didn't know why. There was a window in the kitchen. Her eyes flickered. People outside followed an old lady and walked straight towards her home. Did something happen? She couldn't help but put down what she was doing and headed straight home. When she got to the section of road closer to her home, she saw a group of people gathered under a wooden post where clothes were hung. She rushed over and found that her husband had left her. She threw herself on Li Funing's body and cried out loudly. While crying, she asked how her husband died. Someone pointed to the cow's head that was next to her husband's body and said: This thing fell from the tree stump and killed her. your husband.
When she heard this, she became angry. She picked up the ax and struck the bull hard on the head. She also scolded you, you disgusting beast, including my husband, you took three lives in this bay. Even though they are doing this, they still pull people to support them. He also sighed and said: You deserve to die, you evil beast!
Bai Qizi burst into tears and scolded her, while kicking the cow's head with her feet.
Suddenly, a middle-aged monk came, wearing a monk's robe, hanging Buddhist beads on his neck, with a charitable face. Behind him was a group of male and female believers with black veils on their sleeves, including an old lady with a cane. She was surrounded by two middle-aged women. To protect her, she was the one who invited the monk.
The monk approached Bai Qianzi, put his palms together and recited Amitabha, and then said: The female donor does not need to be too sad. This buffalo killed three people in a row. There must be a reason.
Bai Qizi immediately stopped venting her anger, glared at the monk, and said in a tearful voice: You, a monk, can't save my husband, so who wants you to preach with the benefit of hindsight? I don't listen, I don't listen.
The monk clasped his hands and recited Amitabha again. Just as he was about to say something, the old lady came forward and said to Bai Qizi: "I asked the monk to come. He is an eminent monk. He can tell the cause of the tragedy in Wanzi." What's wrong with educating the world? If you, daughter-in-law, don’t believe in cause and effect, you will be in constant trouble!
Bai Qizi was silent. She knew that the old lady was a layman who had done a lot of good things and was very prestigious in Wanzi, so she respected her very much. As a result, she looked at the Buddha instead of looking at the monk's face, and her attitude towards the monk became much more relaxed.
The monk said kindly and slowly, "Female donor, the sea of suffering is boundless, but when you turn around, you will finally reach the shore!"
