In the pitch-black night, the bright moon hangs in the sky like a large, flawless jade plate. The night sky in summer is particularly clean, and the bright moonlight shines on the muddy countryside, making it look particularly peaceful and natural.
Under the moonlight, there is a figure swinging left and right, squatting quietly under the edge of the brick house. If you can take a closer look, you will definitely be able to see the person's eyes shining through.
The somewhat broken window stared closely at the situation inside the house.
"Why does Aunt Liu have to do that job with the big bald man every night?" The figure squatting under the window scratched the back of his head and muttered to himself in confusion.
The figure squatting under the window is called Wang Ming, who is from Xiaxi Village. He has lost his parents since he was a child and has been raised by his grandfather alone. Fortunately, he has always been very sensible and is not as naughty as other people in the same village.
He is not as naughty as other villagers.
But since Wang Ming made an unexpected discovery, he changed his personality.
It was a hot night in the summer three years ago. The cicadas on the trees kept chirping, and Wang Ming kept holding the banana fan in his hand to fan his grandfather, but there was no obvious effect.
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"Grandpa, are you okay? Do you want me to make you some porridge?" Wang Ming looked at Mr. Wang breathing heavily, his droopy eyes squinted, and beads of sweat constantly appearing on his ravine-like forehead.
At this time, my heart couldn't help but become nervous.
He took a tattered small cloth and wiped the sweat from Mr. Wang's head. It was only when Wang Ming touched Mr. Wang's forehead that something was obviously wrong.
Because Wang Ming's hand seemed to have been scalded by boiling water, and at this time, Mr. Wang's face gradually became rosy, but not as rosy as normal.
"Grandpa, don't you have a fever? Grandpa..." Wang Ming quickly touched Mr. Wang's arm and forehead and compared his own body temperature. It was indeed much higher than before.
Grandpa really has a fever.
The underage Wang Ming had never been in such a situation, so he didn't know what to do for a while. In his twenty years of life, he almost always got sick himself, but his grandfather never got sick.
"Well..." Mr. Wang replied without opening his eyes.
Seeing Mr. Wang's declining appearance, Wang Ming suddenly panicked.
"Go...go to Aunt Liu...the small shop...get...me...some ice cubes..." Mr. Wang spat out a sentence intermittently with difficulty, and then he was breathing heavily again.
And who is Aunt Liu that Mr. Wang is talking about? Aunt Liu is a widow in the village. She is not bad looking, and has a very good figure. She is plump and plump. She is coveted by many men in the village. At the same time, she is also the only grocery store in Xiaxi Village.
The proprietress of the shop, although not large, is the only one in the village with a refrigerator.
The men in the village would go to Aunt Liu's small grocery store almost every day and peek at her. Of course, they would not just sit and peek without buying some snacks, so the business of Aunt Liu's store was still good.
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Mr. Wang asked him to go to Aunt Liu to get ice cubes to treat his illness. This method was what the old man often called "physical therapy". Although the old man didn't know what "physics" was, Wang Ming was also surprised that the old man who had never studied for a day could actually
Why is it such a "profound and scholarly" vocabulary?
So Wang Ming threw away the banana fan in his hand and walked quickly towards Aunt Liu's house with a few dollars in his pocket.
Because it was already nightfall, the frogs in the field were clamoring for mates, and the cicadas on the trees were also making noisy noises. Although it was like a pastoral symphony, Wang Ming was not in the mood to appreciate it.
Not long after, Wang Ming arrived in front of Aunt Liu's house, and Aunt Liu had closed her house early. However, people in the village were already used to knocking on the door and shouting when buying things at night, and when Wang Ming planned to knock on the door and scream,
At that moment, I heard waves of deep moans coming from Aunt Liu's room.
"Ah... ah... damn ghost, hurry up... hurry up..."
"Hey hey hey... Don't worry, I'll keep you cool..."
"Faster...Faster..."
"Oh...oh...ohh...oh..."
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Hearing the unusual sound, Wang Ming put down his hand that was hanging in the air. When he stood in front of the door and listened to Aunt Liu's shouting, his little heart couldn't help but jump up quickly.
Moreover, Wang Ming's heart felt itchy for a moment, and there seemed to be a heat in his body. He didn't know what was going on. Just when he wanted to see what was going on in the house, he saw him
The window on the left casts a faint light.
Wang Ming took a look and found that a corner of the glass in the window had been missing at some point. So Wang Ming tiptoed under the window so as not to be noticed.
Wang Ming's eyes were focused on the small gap in the window. It didn't matter if he didn't look at it. He was startled when he saw it.
This chapter has been completed!