"Get out of my way, I will destroy him today!" Fusheng shouted, stretched out his hand to lift a bench next to him, and smashed it down at Lang San.
Everyone was startled when they heard Fusheng's shout and hurriedly hid on both sides. Lang San, who was lying on the ground and was kicked so hard that he couldn't breathe, finally took a breath and turned over to get up. Suddenly he heard something
There was a sound of wind and a scream of "ah", and then his vision went dark and he lost consciousness.
Fusheng used his strength on this bench, and with a 'click' sound, Lang San's calf was broken. Lang San fainted from the pain. You can still stand up to the hob meat! Let's see what else you can do.
quite!
Fusheng crippled Lang Sanda, and the news spread immediately to all seven villages in the village. People who had never seen the Fusheng brothers before were shocked, even Party Secretary Cao and the village chief
Fu Yubo was included. No one expected that Fu Sheng, who had always been honest and honest, would actually cripple the biggest bully in the village. Lang San, who usually didn't dare not give face to himself, became a cripple and became arrogant from then on.
Get up. Where can I go to explain this?
The villagers admired Fusheng even more, and regarded him as a hero. The villagers in the village seemed to have straightened their backs even when they walked. Lang San was sent to the hospital. Although his leg was reattached, he would have to have it for the rest of his life.
Zhu was crippled. He was given an intravenous drip in the hospital for a few days, and then returned home to nurse himself. Wolf San lost his arrogance and became as dejected as a mouse, shrinking into his nest and not daring to come out again.
It's New Year's Eve in a blink of an eye. On the evening of the 30th, brothers Fusheng and Fugen are celebrating the New Year at home. Although they have food and drink, it is still a lot deserted. There is not a single TV in the entire village, and there are thousands of people in the seven small villages in Hongxing Village.
, there are only a few black and white TV sets. Every time a TV series is played, it is like a beanbag, and there are people inside and outside the house. I wish I could lift the house up and watch the TV as an outdoor movie.
Everyone who has a TV regrets buying one. This is not enjoyment, it is suffering! Even if you want to sleep, there is no place to sleep. The kang is full of people, the ground is full of people, and the windows are full of people.
The door was almost full of people! They had to wait until the TV series was over to urinate, otherwise they would not be able to get in.
Fusheng didn't want to walk two miles to another village to see this thing. He sat at home and looked at the stars in the sky, missing his mother a little. I wonder where his mother is now? It's the Chinese New Year, why don't you go home?
"Fusheng! What are you thinking about?" Suddenly, Mingyue appeared behind him, holding a handful of candies, and stuffed them into Fusheng's hands with a smile.
"Mingyue! Your mother didn't look at you today! How dare you run out!" Fusheng peeled off a piece of candy and stuffed it into his mouth. He asked with a smile.
"Tch! It's Chinese New Year! Why don't you ask me to come out and play for a day! My house is not a prison! It's just that the prison has a break!" Mingyue rolled her eyes at Fusheng and then said: "I guess you two brothers must be very boring at home.
, I ran here. How about you come to my house for dinner?" Mingyue asked.
"Forget it! Your mother won't kick me out yet! How shameless I will be!" Fu Sheng said timidly.
"Oh! Yes! Then let's have dinner together! I'll do it!" Mingyue said excitedly.
"It's still early! We just had dinner and it's not time to meet the gods yet!" Fu Sheng said.
"Why are you so busy and don't want to eat dumplings with me?" Mingyue said angrily.
"No, no! I'm afraid your mother will come to find you! And scold you again!" Fu Sheng stammered.
"I'm not afraid, just scold me! Anyway, you won't scold me once! Come on, let's make dumplings." Mingyue took Fusheng and they made dumplings together.
Fulgen was still playing his playing cards next to him, and occasionally smiled silly at Fusheng. Ever since his mother left, Fulgen had become much more sensible. He didn't do anything or make trouble, and just played poker every day.
Fusheng kneaded the dough, and Mingyue mixed the stuffing. After a while, the two of them actually made dumplings. Fusheng suddenly felt that he had never been happier. The two of them were making dumplings and laughing.
"Fugen! Why do you like to play cards? Do you know how to count and check how many dumplings we have made? Are they enough for the three of us?" Mingyue suddenly said to Fugen.
"Ah! Check the numbers! Hehe! Check the numbers!" Fulgen suddenly laughed and reached out to take off his clothes.
"Brother! Don't!..." Fusheng hurriedly took Fugen's hand and stopped Fugen from taking off his clothes. Then he glanced at Mingyue in embarrassment.
"Brother! Check the numbers! Check...the numbers!" Fulgan said.
"Brother, come on, let me tell you. Mingyue is asking you to see how many dumplings there are! Go wash your hands and come over and see if you can see how many dumplings there are!" Fu Sheng said to Fu Gen hurriedly.
"Wash your hands! Wash your hands!" Fulgan muttered and went out to wash his hands.
"What's wrong?" Mingyue asked curiously.
"Mingyue, don't talk about counting in front of your brother in the future! This is what Pan Yulian taught your brother to do when he does bad things!" Fusheng said with a red face.
"Oh! Oh my god!" Mingyue covered her face in embarrassment, wishing she could crawl into a mouse hole.
"Ming Yue, you, you have turned into a white-faced ghost!" Fu Sheng said, staring at Mingyue's face.
Only then did Mingyue realize that her hands were covered with white face. Of course, by covering her face, she painted her face white. She really turned into a white-faced ghost.
The three of them happily ate dumplings. Fusheng also took out a bottle of red wine that he had secretly hidden. Last time the village cadres came to drink, Fusheng was reluctant to take it out. Today, the three brothers drank together, which was very interesting.
Sweet and delicious.
After dinner, Fusheng took out a hundred yuan and stuffed it into Mingyue's hand: "Mingyue, this is the new year's money for you. Be careful not to be seen by your mother. Otherwise, she will ask you how you got the money!"
"Hee hee! There is still New Year's money! It's great! But, didn't I say you were going to build a house after the New Year? You'd better keep it for use! There will be a lot of money to use by then!" Mingyue stuffed the money back.
"Don't worry! I still have a lot. Moreover, I didn't spend any cash on the materials to build the house. Others helped me get them on credit. I pay them back when I get them. So I still have money left to treat my brother!"
Fu Sheng said excitedly.
"Then, how much money do you have in your hand?" Mingyue asked.
"I spent some on Lang San's medical treatment, and I have more than ten thousand left!" Fu Sheng said.
"You, how do you have so much money? You have only been the village chief for half a year! You...!" Mingyue was a little surprised.
"Haha! Don't worry! This money was not embezzled by me as the village chief, it was left by my friends from the city when they came to drink!"
"They, are they so generous?" Mingyue opened her mouth wide and couldn't close it for a long time.
"Fu Sheng! Has Mingyue come yet?" Suddenly Mingyue's mother's voice came from outside the door.
The main thing is to study, don’t let me think about anything!”