When Shaoqiu saw Uncle Hua like this, he was already furious. He wanted to argue with him about his virtue. However, he thought that Uncle Hua was already involved with the prince. Wouldn't it be inappropriate to compete with him now?
Too wise? So Shaoqiu pretended not to see it, just lowered his head and lay in the grass pulling at weeds.
After Hua Bo finished pulling, he pulled a handful of grass and wiped his butt clean, smiled at Shaoqiu, patted his butt, and left. Shaoqiu still had to find a way to straighten the watermelon, but when he saw the watermelon, it was already like this
It was so dirty that we had to wait for a heavy rain. I think everything would be clean after the heavy rain.
Uncle Hua was on the mountain at this time. He walked to the edge of his field and looked at the weeds all over the ground. He didn't know how to pick at the weeds. It seemed that it had nothing to do with him. He lay down on a stone and almost fell asleep.
After having a good sleep, he took out a bottle of wine and wanted to invite Shaoqiu to have a drink together. But how could Shaoqiu be willing to drink on the mountain? Time waits for no one, so you have to work quickly, otherwise
, The watermelon harvest is not good, what can I sell to Lu Town?
After drinking for a while, Hua Bo seemed to be a little drunk. At this time, he looked at his watermelons and saw these fist-sized watermelons rolling in the grass, and the watermelon leaves were extremely small. It seemed that this year's watermelon harvest was great.
There is no hope. Fortunately, I have a prince, otherwise my family would have to drink from the northwest wind. However, when I saw Shaoqiu's watermelons, even though I had trampled them and even set a fire in the melon field, I still couldn't
It was still a prosperous scene, and it was inevitable that there would be some anger.
"Damn it, isn't this comparing me to my watermelon? Once people know it, especially if the prince sees it and thinks he is a fool, in this case, he will definitely not want Xiaohua, and then I can
What should I do?" Uncle Hua's face was flushed at this time, and he walked to the edge of Shaoqiu's field angrily, and took a look at the biggest watermelon. Without even saying hello to Shaoqiu, he swept it with his kick and smashed it.
Smashed.
However, due to excessive force and a bit of drunkenness, I also fell on Shaoqiu's melon field. I felt that it was very comfortable to lie on this melon field, so I rolled on it. Just rolling around like this.
Go, not to mention how happy I am. Being able to ruin this Shaoqiu melon field is considered to be a skill, right? So, I laughed while rolling around. As long as I persist for a while, the watermelon field will be covered with watermelon.
It's not like that. Don't say it won't be as good as your own watermelons, and the harvest may even stop.
Shaoqiu watched Uncle Hua rolling around in his melon field, and of course he couldn't blame him. He knew that he was drunk, so he couldn't do anything to him for the moment. In addition, he had the prince's support, let alone rolling around, he would just cut himself.
Isn't it necessary to take a knife? However, wallowing like this is definitely not an option. After all, I still have to grow this watermelon, and watching him ruin his own watermelon without even farting, how can this be a man?
What?
Seeing that the watermelon he had worked so hard to grow was crushed and broken into pieces, and who would want to eat this white flesh? Shaoqiu was really furious, but after thinking about Xiaohua,
A small impatience will mess up a big plan. What can be done to him?
Shaoqiu had no choice but to follow Uncle Hua, but he saw him rolling and laughing. The tears on Shaoqiu's face kept rolling down the field, but could his own tears really fertilize the field and make the watermelons grow bigger and rounder?
?Not necessarily.
In the big field that Hua Bo had made a mess, he saw Shaoqiu rolling over, carefully straightening the watermelon seedlings, and then inserted a relatively strong stick into the soil. In this way, at first glance,
If you go up, you won't fall down for a while. However, when a gust of wind passes by, the rice seedlings that were lifted up fall down one after another, and looking far away, Uncle Hua actually eats his own watermelon seedlings.
.
"This is inedible." Shaoqiu stepped forward to persuade him, but he didn't dare to speak harshly, for fear that if he offended him, it would be difficult to live in a deserted village, let alone explain to Xiaohua.
"Yeah, it's delicious and fragrant." Hua Bo said with a smile.
After Hua Bo ate one, maybe he really felt that the seedlings were fragrant? Otherwise, why would he have torn off a large bundle in Shaoqiu's melon field, then carried it on his shoulders and quietly walked to his own field?
He spread it on the ground beside him and fell asleep again for a while.
Shaoqiu followed him at this time. He originally wanted to scold his mother. Is there such a thing for bullies? However, seeing Uncle Hua's face flushed, he didn't dare to do anything. He might be drunk, otherwise why would he do such a thing?
What about the work?
At this time, Shaoqiu was afraid that Uncle Hua would catch a cold, so he simply took off one of his coats and covered Uncle Hua's body. The wind on this mountain was really strong. If this continued, he would definitely catch a cold soon. Shaoqiu
After Qiu finished doing this, he returned to his own land. It didn't matter if he lost some. He could still get a good harvest by repairing the undamaged ones.
After a while, Uncle Hua woke up and looked at the setting sun in the west. The sun was no longer shining brightly, so it was time to call it a day. Then when he looked under him, he realized that he didn't know what he was doing.
The place brought such a large bundle of watermelon seedlings, which was okay, so I stood up and looked around. I knew they came from Shaoqiu's melon field, so I walked to Shaoqiu. When I looked at Shaoqiu again, I found that his face was already full of
I was so sad that my tears kept rolling down one by one.
"What did I do at this time? I drank today. My dear nephew, I have offended you so much. Please don't worry about me. I will find a way to compensate you in the future. Do you think you can?" Hua Bo said, looking at Shaoqiu.
"What's wrong with you? Since you're drunk, I don't blame you. Just go." Shaoqiu said helplessly to Uncle Hua while wiping the tears from his face.
"Well, it's getting late, it's time to go. I think you don't want to stay on this mountain anymore. It's said that there are unclean things on this mountain, so it's better not to stay here alone." Hua Bodui said.
After saying this, he carried a hoe and returned along the deserted village road.
Shaoqiu didn't want to go back for a while. The melon field was in such a state. He couldn't feel at ease when he went back. He might as well stay at the edge of the field. Anyway, he had nothing. Even if there were ghosts, he wouldn't be afraid.
He stayed alone in this big field and was busy. Suddenly he looked back and saw Hua Gu standing behind him, with a smile on his face but did not speak. At this time, Shaoqiu saw Hua Gu appear beside him, at least he was no longer afraid of that field.
The forest, and legend has it that a female ghost in red will walk out of the forest from time to time, and once she grabs a person's neck, they will die.
However, Hua Gu was standing by the field, smiling silently. What was her intention?