This kid Niu Xiaotian can make money, but he can also bring disaster!
"Niu Xiaotian, I am true to my word. I must treat you to eat shit and drink urine today, haha, a few of them are still warm!" Zhang Yongbiao approached step by step, laughing wildly.
"What should we do?" Wang Muchuan cried.
"I'm afraid, they are just pretending to be paper tigers without fighting." Niu Xiaotian pretended to be relaxed and thought to himself, if one fights five, there should be a chance of winning.
"Brothers, after cleaning up this little bastard, kill this cow as well, and go back to the beef for drinking." Zhang Yongbiao was confident of victory and was very arrogant.
The four people behind them all grinned, as if they felt that what was in front of them was not an old cow, but delicious beef.
Wang Muchuan panicked and hugged the cow's butt, and Zhang Yongbiao's mouth was filled with delicacies, but they were important assets in ordinary people's homes!
However, Zhang Yongbiao’s words reminded Niu Xiaotian!
"Uncle Shuanzi, hold on to the reins."
Niu Xiaotian whispered an order, suddenly grabbed the whip, and stabbed the cow directly in the buttocks, which was the most recessed forbidden area.
Moo!
The old cow screamed in agony, and suddenly fell into madness. He raised his head high, spread his hooves, and rushed forward desperately.
A mad cow is crossing the street, unstoppable!
Zhang Yongbiao's expression suddenly changed, and he hurriedly dodged to the left. His legs were misaligned, and he tripped over himself. He fell to the ground, standing upright like a fallen log.
The rest of the people were also scared to the point of peeing, dodging wildly, and screaming in shock.
If he is hit by a bullock cart, he will either die or be maimed. If he is picked on by a bull's head, his intestines will be torn apart, which is even more miserable.
Bang!
The swinging bullock cart hit the iron bucket, and the feces and urine inside were pulled out, which happened to spill all over Zhang Yongbiao.
Haha, eat it yourself!
Niu Xiaotian, who desperately hugged Wang Muchuan, let out a burst of laughter and disappeared along the long country road along with the rushing bullock cart.
Wang Muchuan held on to the reins tightly, while Niu Xiaotian hugged him. Damn it, the smell of sweat made all the inside of his body turn upside down. It was so torturous.
At this time, Wang Muchuan was so frightened that he was scared out of his wits. His head, face and body were covered in cold sweat. He had scolded Niu Xiaotian countless times in his heart.
This brat is so courageous, he is even crazier than a mad cow!
Lao Mangzi ran five miles in one breath and finally slowed down. Niu Xiaotian let go of Wang Muchuan and sneezed several times in succession!
No danger!
Wang Muchuan grabbed the sack on the car and wiped his face. His lips trembled and he was speechless for a moment.
He handed a cigarette to Wang Muchuan and lit it to calm his nerves. Niu Xiaotian also lit a cigarette, blowing smoke rings and leisurely looking at the scenery on the roadside.
"Xiaotian, you almost killed me." After a long while, Wang Muchuan suppressed a complaint.
"Don't forget, I know how to read faces. You won't die, you can live to be eighty years old!" Niu Xiaotian said disapprovingly.
"Well, I have no grievances with Zhang Yongbiao. Even if I offend him today, I will definitely find trouble in the future."
This is what Wang Muchuan is more worried about. When talking about the former Zhang Yongbiao in Xingwang Village, who is not afraid? He could not be beaten again and again, and he had no place to reason, so he could only suffer the loss of being dumb.
"If you ask me, Zhang Yongbiao has a bad habit." Niu Xiaotian snorted a puff of smoke from his nose, "The soft ones are afraid of the hard ones, the hard ones are afraid of being stunned, and the stunned ones are even afraid of losing their lives."
"That's true, but your arms can't twist your thighs. We all have families and businesses. Who dares to compete with that wild man?" Wang Muchuan said.
"Uncle Shuanzi, keep it in your heart. It's me he hates, and he won't find fault with you." Niu Xiaotian comforted.
"But it was my cow who spilled the iron bucket!"
The wonderful scenes are worthy of endless aftertaste. Niu Xiaotian almost didn't laugh out loud. He suppressed his laughter and said seriously: "If he dares to do anything wrong, just give me a message. Don't be afraid!"
Now that things have come to this, Wang Muchuan can only admit defeat.
What's more, Niu Xiaotian is not easy to mess with. Yesterday, he saw with his own eyes that Niu Xiaotian beat Zhang Yongbiao into a puddle of mud. He was also very cruel.
No one is chasing me!
When we passed the stone bridge of the Loach River, we met some villagers who had just brought their cars up from the river.
Basically, it has lost its maintenance value and can be used as a special landscape when it is transported back to the village compound.
Word has spread that Niu Xiaotian and Wang Muchuan acted bravely and went into the river to save people!
Niu Xiaotian's divine fortune-telling and foresight are admired by the villagers.
Wang Muchuan also received praise from the crowd. He is usually honest, can't even kick a fart with his three legs, and can even go into the river to fish for people. His courage is commendable! People are social, and I feel the sincere praise of the people. For a while, it was diluted.
Overcome the discomfort on the road.
The old cow was tired from running and dragged the cart very slowly. When we returned to Xingwang Village, it was already past three in the afternoon.
There was no one in the village. The sun was shining brightly and the breeze was gentle. Under the century-old locust tree, Grandma Min was wearing reading glasses and sitting on a pony knitting a sweater.
Niu Xiaotian jumped off the bullock cart, came to Grandma Min, and sat on the stone pier shaped like a waist drum.
Seeing Niu Xiaotian, Grandma Min smiled, and the wrinkles on her face relaxed. She measured the sweater in her hand on his body, shook her head and said, "Oh, the knitting is too small again. I always feel that Xiaotian hasn't grown up yet."
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"Grandma Min, you don't have to worry about me anymore. I'm an eighteen-year-old boy." Niu Xiaotian arrogantly slapped his chest loudly.
"Haha, it's done, it's time to find a wife. Let me tell you, the girl from our village, that is, the old Kan family, looks quite suitable, with a wide waist and a big butt, which is good for fertility." Grandma Min's loving eyes never left Niu.
Oda.
Niu Xiaotian shook his head violently. The old Kan girl is mentally ill. She still doesn't know how to multiply and divide two digits. No, absolutely not. She can't even take the extra money.
"Xiaotian, are your parents coming back soon?" Grandma Min asked.
"It will take some time. When enough money is saved to buy me a wife, they will come back."
"They are all good people!"
"Grandma Min, did you bring your comb?"
"Take it with you!"
Taking the horn comb from Grandma Min's hand, Niu Xiaotian walked around behind the old lady and gently combed her gray hair. The old man and the young man depended on each other warmly, forming a unique scenery in Xingwang Village.
Grandma Min is seventy-six years old and a five-guarantee household in the village. She is the best person to Niu Xiaotian, no one.
Over the years, the old man has always saved from his meager income and often sent vegetables, tofu and eggs to Niu Xiaotian. Growing up, he knitted more than a dozen sweaters for him.
Niu Xiaotian will never forget this kindness. No matter how lazy he is, he will chop firewood or bring some delicious food to the elderly.
Grandma Min is getting old. Since last year, she has been sometimes confused and sometimes sober. She always thinks that Niu Xiaotian's parents are coming back soon. Subconsciously, she cannot let go of this lonely child.
Niu Xiaotian's parents died of illness and were buried on Dongshan Mountain. The only property left behind was the earthen house and a few yellowed photos.
Even now, Niu Xiaotian can't even remember what they looked like.
After combing Grandma Min's hair, she quietly put two hundred dollars in her pocket.
Niu Xiaotian then slowly returned home, took a shower in the yard, and changed into a set of dry old clothes.