Old cows eat young grass, this is a very popular term that people often talk about.
There are even some bored literati who have eaten their fill and have written such stories specifically.
But the question is, is this old man such an old man?
Kuang Jinhua thought it should be, because the old man's words were far beyond her understanding.
In these days, are there such shameless old people?
Well, let’s just call it a shameless old man. Such weird things exist in all eras, so why don’t you take into account your own reputation and the face of your family? Besides, although the war is chaotic today, after all, justice and order are still respected within a certain range. Is it right? Is it that casual in this country?
As soon as the old man saw Kuang Jinhua's strange eyes, he knew that she must have misunderstood. He instantly blushed like a monkey's butt, shook his head like a rattle, waved his hands repeatedly and said: "Girl, you misunderstood, misunderstood." , what the old man means is that if you don’t mind the shabby old man’s home, you can spend the night with his granddaughter at his home!”
"Ah, so that's it!" Kuang Jinhuafang suddenly realized.
At this time, night has come quietly, the crescent moon is like a hook, summer insects are chirping, and countless shining stars are twinkling in the night sky.
There are some lights not far away from the mountain road, it looks like it should be a small village.
Kuang Jinhua just followed the old man, walking towards one of the places like Fei'e fighting a fire.
After twists and turns, we finally arrived in front of a thatched hut with twinkling kerosene lamps.
"Grandpa, you are finally back. I see that you are a bad village chief. You have not left anything good. You have been so busy all day long that your feet have not touched the ground. All you have left is that your hair is white, your teeth have fallen out, and your back is bent. .”
In front of the thatched house, a twelve or thirteen-year-old girl with braids brightened up when she saw the old man, and she shouted happily to him, but there was a lot of mutt in her cry.
"My dear granddaughter, look where you are talking about. There is no family in the countryside or neighbor who has no difficulties. We can help them as much as we can. Isn't that what we should do?" the old man replied.
Now Kuang Jinhua knows that this old man is the village chief. No wonder the two fierce guys just saw him like a mouse seeing a cat.
"My dear granddaughter, look who's here at home? Why don't you say hello to the guests?" The old man smiled at the braid, and then turned to one side, revealing Kuang Jinhua behind him.
At this moment, the croissant braid noticed Kuang Jinhua behind his grandfather, and sweetly called out: "Hello, sister."
Kuang Jinhua was startled, shaking her head like a drum, waving her hands repeatedly and saying, "This title is a bit confusing, I should call her aunt."
"Hello, Auntie." The braid had a bright idea and immediately changed his tune.
"My granddaughter is also a poor child. Her parents and grandfather were killed by bandits. I happened to be a single old man, so I took her in. From then on, our grandfather and grandson depended on each other."
"What, this braid is not the old man, no, now he should be called the village chief's granddaughter." This really surprised Kuang Jinhua.
Kuang Jinhua slept so soundly that night! As soon as her body touched the bed board, she fell asleep. She was tired from walking all day.
However, in the early hours of the next day, when the sky was still dark, Kuang Jinhua was suddenly awakened by the noise outside the house, and there seemed to be a strange aura blowing towards her face.
"What on earth is going on?" Kuang Jinhua was excited and asked about the braid who also woke up and was sleeping on the same bed.
Putting his ear against the door panel, he could only hear the panicked footsteps, shrill cries, and the clash of gold and iron outside. It was extremely noisy.
"No, it's the bandits from Black Wind Mountain who have come down from the mountain." The expression on the braid's face changed drastically.
"What should we do?" Kuang Jinhua was so frightened that she was so panicked that she didn't know what to do.
"It's something serious. It seems like you can't get out of the front door. The girl and the old man should leave through the back door." At this time, the old village chief hurriedly broke in from the outhouse.
It's okay to go through the back door!
Several people hurriedly walked to the back door. In order not to be afraid of ten thousand, just in case, Kuang Jinhua slipped a jujube stick from behind the door.
"Kill me, brothers! Don't spare any of them!" Someone was shouting loudly, as dull as thunder, and after the roar that chilled the skin and bones, dust and leaves flew wildly.
Outside the door, the pale-faced fleeing villagers were running away in front of them. Behind them, armed with bright sabers and swords, the Heifeng Mountain bandits, who looked like wolves and tigers, were chasing after them, slashing and poking with knives and swords. The hair-raising, wailing, and screaming sounds are endless.
"Watch where you are going!" Huo Liang, a bandit with a sinister face, waved his saber, and there was a "click!" and a middle-aged man running in front of him screamed, and his body became painful and twisted. When he fell down, the warm liquid splashed high with a "pop" sound.
Some of it was splashing on the face of the old village chief who opened the door with a "squeak" sound. He had just opened the back door a crack and poked half of his head into the face. Kuang Jin was following behind the old village chief. He had never seen such a terrifying scene. Hua screamed in fright.
The old village chief was startled and just about to close the door again, but the door was blocked by a shell gun, and a vicious laugh came, "You damn old thing, where are you going to hide this time? This time It’s time for us to settle old and new scores!”
The one who made this ferocious laugh was Heifengshan, a bandit leader with a dark face and a beard as thick as a steel needle. Let’s call him a beard for the time being.
The bearded man thought about the several times he had gone down to Black Wind Mountain to engage in vandalism, looting and burning. It was the old village chief who escaped immediately and called in Mr. Qi, Mr. Situ and other teachers and students from the school.
The school uniforms were all well behaved. When they heard about the police, their anger welled up in their hearts. Like powerful apes, they rushed to Makino Village like a whirlwind. They used their superb martial arts skills to engage in hand-to-hand combat with a series of kicks and blows. Ran away this group of fierce and powerful bandits.
The bearded man failed to succeed several times, and he was itching with hatred.
Last night, because there were guests at home, the old village chief's eyes were shining and he was happy. He drank a few bottles of wine and got up a little later in the morning. As a result, the bandits blocked his home.
There was no suspense about the outcome of being blocked in the den. Several people were escorted by bandits armed with knives and swords to the threshing floor in the middle of the village. Many villagers who had not had time to escape had already gathered here.
"Fellow folks, folks, it's been a long time, it's been a long time! I brought my brothers here to visit you today!" The bearded man standing on a big stone on the threshing floor laughed and bowed to everyone. , with an expression on his face like a weasel paying New Year greetings to a rooster.
"Fellow fellow villagers, I have no other reason to take my brothers down the mountain this time. It's just that my money has been a little tight recently. I just want to ask my neighbors to beg for help and ask them to donate generously. I will definitely have more money in the future. Give it back, give it back."
The one on the left is asking for alms, and the one on the right is paying it back in the future. The one on the right is asking for alms. Isn’t it just a robbery with open fire? And using the high-sounding excuse to beg for alms; the one on the right is paying it back in the day. Isn’t it just like a meat bun beating a dog and never coming back? Just asking If you don’t maliciously harass me from now on, it’s just Amitabha.”
Seeing that there was no movement below, Bearded Beard impatiently urged several times, but there was still no movement.
Until he was irritated, he said, "Okay, it seems that everyone is toasting instead of having to drink fine wine, and they are determined not to give me face, so I can only be tough. Brothers, come on, first Search him, and if he is not found, take him to his home and search him, he will be searched like a turtle and a bastard."
The bandits swarmed up like wolves and tigers, and were about to attack the villagers.
At this critical moment.
"Stop!" A sudden, metallic roar came from not far away.
