The blue sky and white clouds are a sight you would never want to see in a big city.
The hot sunshine shines on Tianshen Mountain, and a breeze blows by, bringing infinite comfort to people.
Wu Liang wiped his smooth forehead with his big black hands. He didn't care whether there was any sweat on his head and continued to work.
The yawning Erhu next to him rolled around on the grass and said lazily: "Brother, what are you planting? Do you want my help?"
"Sleep your sleep and stop bothering me."
Wu Liang muttered impatiently, looking at the seeds he had buried in the soil, with a hint of expectation on his face.
"Why are you so mysterious? If I ask you and you don't tell me, you might get gouged tomorrow."
Erhu curled his lips and muttered, but Wu Liang's expression changed, he jumped up and ran towards the front yard.
"What's going on? You're babbling, is this pre-marital syndrome?" Erhu clicked his tongue with a mean smile on his face.
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"Liangzi! Put it down quickly, what are you doing with the knife!"
Wu's mother, who had just returned from chatting outside, was startled when she saw Wu Liang walking around with a kitchen knife, and she quickly yelled.
"Mom, where are the chickens at home?"
Wu Liang asked hurriedly, waving the kitchen knife in his hand.
"You want to eat chicken? I scared my mother to death. Next time, just tell me what you want to eat, and my mother will cook it for you. You put down the knife first."
Wu Liang scratched his head and threw the kitchen knife away, "Mom..."
As soon as the words were spoken, a scream suddenly sounded outside the hospital.
"Who is so heartless! You want to kill grandpa, right? Can you throw such a new knife casually? Fortunately, I am very capable, otherwise..."
The guy outside the hospital was talking a lot. Mother Wu was a little worried at first, but she was relieved when she heard the guy was swearing in an angry tone.
He glared at Wu Liang angrily and whispered: "Wen Yuan is really planning to live like this?"
Wu Liang didn't even bother to listen, and allowed the fat man Huang Laosan to yell outside the courtyard. When Mother Wu asked, he said casually: "Ignore him, he can live there if he wants. Anyway, just don't let him enter our house."
"Liangzi, isn't this bad? Wen Yuan is very polite to the people in the village, so letting him live there is too..."
Mother Wu was embarrassed to speak. Huang Laosan was Mao Zedong who had contributed a lot to the village. As a result, this boy in the family not only kicked him out, but even the place he lived in was a newly built thatched house.
This is because the people in the village see him as pitiful, and Huang Laosan has a bunch of Mao Zedong, otherwise he will really be sleeping on the street.
Wu Liang was too lazy to worry about Huang Laosan. The bastard refused to leave, and no one forced him.
He just eats and drinks for free every day, but a few days ago he suddenly dared to secretly drink his newly brewed Renwang Liquor. He was lucky not to kill him.
Seeing that Wu's mother wanted to ask more questions, Wu Liang quickly changed the subject and said, "Mom, where are the chickens at home? Why can't I find them?"
Mother Wu rolled her eyes at him and did not try to persuade him any more. She said angrily: "You don't even know what's in the house. The old house was demolished and there were no chickens. Where did the chickens come from?"
"No chicken?"
Wu Liang had a stern look on his face, laughed dryly, and quickly ran away.
As soon as he reached the lawn in the corner of the backyard, Wu Liang lifted Erhu, who was still rolling, up without saying a word.
"Brother, what are you doing? You sleep so comfortably."
The silly boy opened his big innocent eyes and didn't struggle even when Wu Liang lifted him up. His whole body seemed to have no bones and he let Wu Liang carry him limply.
Wu Liang's face was dark, and he gritted his teeth and said, "What did you say the chicken was scratched just now?"
Erhu raised his head and thought about it for a while, then shook his head and said innocently: "What about chickens and ducks? Do you want to eat chickens? My aunt said that you don't raise chickens because they are too dirty. How about I go home and catch one for you to try?"
Try something new?"
"Get out!"
Angrily throwing the bastard away, Wu Liang stared at the newly developed land next to him with a melancholy expression.
"Brother, tell me, what kind of seed is this? I just saw the ground glowing. Are you planting a money tree?" Erhu patted his butt and climbed up, staring at the area opened by Wu Liang.
He was almost drooling, and his eyes were flashing with large swaths of golden light.
"Cash cow, don't even think about that thing."
An ancient tree covered with copper coins flashed in Wu Liang's mind. He seemed to have seen that thing before.
However, it is not accurate to say that it is a tree. It is a kind of spiritual weapon, and these spiritual weapons come in many shapes and sizes.
Shaking his head to throw these irrelevant things out of his mind, Wu Liang glanced at Erhu with a smile, which made Erhu's skin crawl all over.
"Erhu, do you want money?"
"money?"
Erhu's eyes lit up, with a shy look on his face, "Brother, why are you so polite? I feel embarrassed every time you give me money. Is it one thousand or eight hundred this time? My mother said, in the future
I can’t always ask for money from you, just give me a thousand or eight hundred yuan, it’s too much, my mother said..."
With a snap, the big head received another slap.
"Come here, do something for me. I'll give you a hundred yuan a day from now on. Do you want to do it?"
Wu Liang secretly cursed that bastard Huang Laosan, what a good boy, but now he has a glib tongue. It seems that his decision to drive him away was really the right one.
If that bastard stays in Wujiacun, will the Wu family be able to produce good people in the future?
He also didn't want to think about it. Wujiacun didn't seem to be good people in the first place. They were just a bunch of bandits. How could there be any good people there.
"One hundred a day! Brother, tell me who you want to bury this time. It's just a matter of words. I promise to complete the task!" Erhu patted his chest vigorously, and his words were also domineering.
Wu Liang is powerless, and this little bastard is becoming increasingly difficult to discipline.
Too lazy to talk to him anymore, Wu Liang pointed to the newly planted seeds next to him and said with a smile: "It's much easier than burying people. From now on, you will help me water it, once in the morning, noon and evening, and water each seed three or two times each time."
Water. The water needs to be from Xianrentan, and it needs to be fresh, not overnight."
After Wu Liang said that, Erhu's head drooped. Immortal Tan is more than ten miles away from Wujiacun on the mountain road, and they have to go there every day.
Besides, it was only 100 yuan, and how could Mr. Hu, whose appetite has been raised for a long time, do such a thankless job? Following Mr. Huang outside, it would cost hundreds to catch lice.
After despising his elder brother's stinginess, Erhu curled his lips and muttered: "Brother, the mountains are too dangerous. My aunt said she won't let me go up the mountain."
"You bastard! You can't tell me to go up the mountain now. That bastard Huang Laosan asked you to get him some Xianrentan Tan water to make tea. Why did you just go there like that!"
Wu Liang was furious. This little bastard actually dared to deal with him. Did he think he was easier to bully than that damn fat man?
"It's five hundred for a trip to help third brother. Brother, you are too stingy."
Erhu muttered something, looked up and saw Wu Liang's eyes shining, and quickly begged for mercy: "A hundred is only a hundred, why don't I help you water the water?"
"Hmph!" Wu Liang snorted. You promised me but you didn't agree yet, how dare you bargain with me.
"It's eighty years old!"
"Hmph!"
"Fifty is fine, stop humming." Erhu rolled his eyes, knowingly trying to scare me, why do you need so much money, and you can't keep it to eat.
Wu Liang nodded with satisfaction, his cowardly expression made Erhu's fragile little heart extremely hurt.
"Then you have to tell me what this is, otherwise you won't blame me if I kill you."
Although there was less money, Erhu didn't care very much. Instead, he was more curious about what Wu Liangzhong had.
It actually has to be watered with water from Xianrentan, and it has to be watered three times a day, which feels awesome.
"Higanhua!"
"What?" Erhu looked confused and didn't understand.
"Hell flower!" Wu Liang seemed to be smiling, but his expression was particularly gloomy.
Erhu shuddered and muttered after a while: "What is the hell flower?"
"Stupid! Do you know about Lycoris? You just treat it as garlic. If you don't understand it in the future, don't ask anymore!"
"But others said that if you don't understand, you should ask more. Brother, why don't you ask more?" Erhu looked confused, looked at the seeds on the ground and said confusedly: "It doesn't have to be so troublesome to grow garlic, brother, how about you?"
I'll talk to aunt and let her help you plant it, it won't be so troublesome."
Wu Liang was too lazy to pay attention to him and just told him: "Take good care of this thing for me. You must not eat it. When it blooms for the first time, you have to call me and don't approach it easily."
As he spoke, Wu Liang's eyes revealed a hint of gloom. It shouldn't be difficult for the hell flower seeds watered by the blood of thousands of strong men to poison tens of thousands of people.
Erhu next to him felt a chill all over his body. He tightened his short sleeves in a daze, looked up at the sky and muttered: "What's going on? It's still a little cold under such a bright sun."
Wu Liang rolled his eyes. He was taller than his head. Just after turning eighteen, this bastard was almost a head taller than him. Slapping him now was not as comfortable as before.
"Let's go, go back to eat, remember what I just said."
"Brother, when will this garlic bloom?"
"Not garlic!"
"But you just said it was garlic?"
The naive boy was a very curious baby at this time, following Wu Liang back and forth, and would not stop until he asked for more information.
Wu Liang has a dark face. Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. I'm afraid this little bastard can only hang out with that weak guy Huang Laosan.
The third master who was studying with a kitchen knife suddenly sneezed. He lowered his head and looked at the brand new kitchen knife carefully, and whispered in a low voice: "I won't leave even if I beat you to death. Don't think you can threaten me with a kitchen knife."
As he spoke, Mr. San showed a hint of satisfaction on his face. This knife was so new, so he just kept it for himself. The sword worth thousands of dollars that he bought at Wu Sanlong's house last time was not as new as this thing.
Poor Third Master, he is now so happy that he can even pick up a kitchen knife that almost killed him.