The village is not big, and soon we arrived in front of a house at the west end.
Compared with other houses in the village, this house is particularly dilapidated. The walls are peeling off, the foundation is offset, and there are no tiles on the roof. Instead, it is paved with dried pine bark. A house like this is hot and humid in summer.
, the winter is cold and cold, and when it rains or snows, the people inside will not be able to live in peace, but people with some money will not be like this. I think this Wang Mazi's house is really poor.
Little Butt told me about Wang Mazi on the road. He was in his thirties. He was a hard-working young man in his early years. Later, he fell in love with a girl. As a result, his family was poor and she did not marry him in the end. Ordinary people suffer
When faced with such a setback, one either has to work hard and vow to build a future, or one can just languish and live in peace from now on.
Obviously he belongs to the latter - Little Butt told us that Wang Mazi worked on a construction site outside. Later, he got tired and wandered around. He even picked up rags and begged for food. After returning home three years ago, he stopped going out.
He did some odd jobs there, but they were few, and he mainly relied on his wife to make a living.
I was silent in my heart. Speaking of which, I have experienced some of Wang Mazi's experiences, but unlike him, I stood up.
If a person does not have self-improvement and self-respect, he is like a puddle of mud, and even those who pass by will spurn him.
There were more than a dozen of us in the group. In addition to the people called by Xiaohu and the others, there were also some people from the village who were watching the excitement. When they arrived at the house, Mr. Wan raised his head, and the middle-aged man who had answered before immediately knocked on the door.
, Knock, knock, knock... After knocking for a long time, there was no movement in the room. The middle-aged man was a little confused and turned around to ask. Mr. Wan was such a shrewd man. He waved his hand, and the middle-aged man expressed his knowledge and returned.
I knocked hard on the broken door, making a loud bang. Looking at the movement, I was worried that this shaky and dangerous building was about to collapse.
Finally, the people inside couldn't sit still anymore and yelled twice. After a few minutes, the door opened and a man with messy hair walked out.
This man is tall and thin, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. He does not look like a good person.
He was wearing a dark old cotton-padded jacket, an old style from decades ago, and a pair of slippers on his feet. He was still sleepy, and the messy hair on his head was comparable to that of the sharp guy who became popular on the Internet a year later. He hugged
I walked out with my chest held high and saw such a large circle of people surrounding the door. I frowned and asked impatiently. What are you doing? A bunch of people are gathered here to bring warmth to our family.
It was past three o'clock in the afternoon, and he was still sleeping. He was really a lazy man. I saw that there were indeed some fine white pockmarks on his face.
No wonder he is called Wang Mazi.
He had just woken up and hadn't washed up. His mouth smelled stinky as he spoke. The middle-aged man looked disgusted and whispered, "Wang Mazi, you sleep or drink all day long. I really don't want you to worry about it. You
Don’t you know that you are getting into trouble like this? Wang Mazi rubbed the eye mucus in his eye sockets, yawned longly, then looked around at the group of people around him, laughed loudly, and said Ma Ergui, I am closed at home.
Sleeping heavily, not going out all day, and still getting into trouble? Does this country still stipulate that I can't sleep? I have something to talk about, but I still have to sleep when there is nothing wrong.
After speaking, he did not greet anyone, and turned back to close the door.
Without being greeted, two young men immediately came forward and blocked the door, preventing him from closing it. Seeing Wang Mazi so arrogant, he was so high-spirited that he had no place to vent his evil anger, and he didn't even look around.
When someone stopped him, he rushed forward, yelled some local curse words, and then stretched out his hand to scratch Wang Mazi's face.
This woman scolded the street very fiercely, but she turned around and turned around, and there were only a few vulgar words in total, which were far less refreshing and elegant than the fat hen's scolding. I couldn't help but turn around and look at the woman standing on the shoulder of the alley.
Mr. Tiger Cat, I saw its head bouncing on the ground, as if it was kowtowing to a god. When I looked at it, it curled its lips and cursed "Silly Boy...", and then it turned around with a long final sound.
,continue to sleep.
Gao Gao's mother has been working in the field all year round, and her hands that pull the old corn cobs are extremely rough and strong, and she pounces forward like a tigress; while Wang Mazi is a man, but his body is weak, and within two seconds, he suddenly
His face was scratched with bloody marks.
I don’t know why Mr. Wan is so sure that Wang Mazi is a poison that bites high-spirited people. Anyway, I really don’t like him because his fighting ability is not as good as that of a mother-in-law. If he is, then he will simply lose all the people who raise the poison.
(I would like to correct you here. In fact, ordinary Gu farmers are in poor health due to the influence of toxins all year round. Without proper care, patients like Luo Ermei, who has been suffering from the disease all year round, may be paralyzed in bed.
Maybe, it’s incomparable to me who possesses golden silkworm Gu).
We stood aside and watched, the two of them fought for a while. Wang Mazi was caught so much that he screamed and called a shrew, but a lot of the white pockmarks on his face were caught. At this moment, an old woman came running from a distance.
He yelled like a pig was being killed, then rushed forward and got into a ball with Gao Gao's mother.
This old woman was fifty or sixty years old, with a wrinkled face, gray hair, and hands as skinny as eagle talons. While pulling Gao Gao's mother, she cried loudly, saying, don't hit my baby, don't hit my baby...
She looked very pitiful. When others saw it, they stepped forward to dissuade her. Although Gao Gao's mother was angry that Wang Mazi's snake poison had bitten her own child, she was not a woman who could attack an old man. After the initial surprise, she walked back.
Retreat.
The old woman, like an old hen protecting her chicks, hugged Wang Mazi, looked at our group of people warily, and cried sadly, saying, "What are you doing? Are you going to bully us orphans and widowed mothers, right?"
Bullying our old Wang family for being poor, right?
To be honest, looking at the old woman's haggard face and horribly rough hands, I couldn't help but feel soft in my heart. I also saw her crying extremely sadly, and I felt even more sad. And Wang Mazi had a violent look on his face.
He looked at us with a gleaming light in his slightly narrowed eyes, like a fine knife, piercing the face of everyone present. If this anger could be quantified, it would be enough to burn us all.
The middle-aged man explained to the old woman, "Auntie, you have misunderstood, it is not like this." He paused, pointed at the man who was being supported, and told her what happened before.
I noticed that when she heard about this incident, although the old woman categorically denied it, she gave her son a strange look.
This subconscious reaction let me know that she obviously knew that this matter had something to do with her son. And there were smart people on the left and right, so they could naturally see it. But Wang Mazi's face was as calm as an ancient well, as if he was not worried.
He has nothing to do with it.
After the heat in Gao Gao's mother's head subsided, she became much clearer again. She plopped down, knelt on the ground, pulled the old woman's trousers and cried, saying, old aunt, my family Gao Gao is only ten years old, and he is the third generation of Gao's family.
If Du Miaomiao dies like this, I won’t be able to survive. If his father comes home, he must not beat me to death...
She cried sadly, and there was a look of intolerance on the old woman's face. However, when she looked at her son's embarrassed appearance, she gritted her teeth and said, "You all said that our Wang Zhuzhu harmed this child Gao Gao. Do you have any evidence?"
No? If not, is it reasonable to throw dirty water on our Lao Wang family without any evidence?
Seeing that Wang Zhuzhu refused to admit it, and the old woman spoke so resolutely, human nature has always sympathized with the weak, and the people who were joining in the fun said some flattering words one after another. The implication of their words was that they complained that we had blamed the wrong person.
Mr. Wan's face turned cold and he stared at Wang Mazi without saying a word. The reason why he has a high prestige in the village is that in addition to being the eldest brother of Mr. Wan San and the eldest brother of the Wanjiafang clan, he is also extremely fair in his dealings.
Being impartial makes everyone respect him. If he makes random accusations without evidence, his reputation will be tarnished.
For a person like him who has always prided himself on his reputation, the most taboo thing is this kind of thing.
People around were talking a lot, and the more they talked, the more they favored Wang Mazi and his wife. Although Wang Mazi was extremely lazy, he did not do any evil in the village. Others only thought that he was an unfilial lazy man, but unlike himself,
But it had nothing to do with it. The scene was noisy, and I looked at Mr. Wan with an ugly face. I thought, after all, he is Mr. Wan’s eldest brother, and the two families are close, so it’s better to sell him. It’s better for me to take the lead.
Mr. Wan Sanye looked at me highly and tried his best to help me heal my hand.
After thinking about it for a while, I looked into the room through the wooden door, looked at it carefully, and even took two steps forward to prepare to walk into the room.
After my move, Wang Mazi, who had been covering his face, immediately came over to stop me and said, "What are you doing? Why did you break in?"
How could Wang Mazi's bamboo stalk-like figure stop me? I threw his hand away and strode into the room. When it comes to poison, the Golden Silkworm Gu is naturally the best at it. Looking for similar things, it is simply
It was easy to do. After I walked into the door, I walked directly into the room without stopping, until I came to the dim kitchen. I looked up at a bamboo basket hanging from the beam, watching it dangling on a rope.
I found a broom from behind the door and was about to pick down the bamboo basket. Wang Mazi, who followed closely, changed his face and reached out to stop me. How could I let him succeed? If he picked it up with the broom, then
The bamboo basket fell down.
As soon as the bamboo basket fell, a thin green snake swam out from it, only as long as a 2B pencil, and jumped towards me.
I didn't want to reveal the golden silkworm Gu in front of these people, so I turned around and ran outside. Wang Mazi reached out and picked up the tiny green snake. He was really angry with me for revealing the secret, and then chased after me.
Come. I ran out of the house, and after walking a few steps, I saw Wang Mazi stiffened at the door and not moving. I was a little surprised, so I followed his gaze and looked out, and saw two men walking slowly from the opposite side of the road.
The one at the head was as powerful as a mountain.