Shaoqiu looked at Hua Gu's smile. He was already drunk just by looking at it. This charming peach-like face, with tender eyes and tenderness, was even more fascinating. Moreover, at this time, Xiao Hua already had a child.
Prince, I have so many love choices at the moment, where do you want to find a warm home?
Hua Gu just looked at this and sang a song frivolously, but Shaoqiu didn't want to hear it. At this time, he was hiding in the grass, but he wanted to pull weeds wholeheartedly. For him, other boring things seemed superfluous.
Seeing that Shaoqiu was ungrateful, Hua Gu's face was quite unhappy, and her teeth gritted loudly, but she could not get angry on the spot, which was detrimental to a lady's dignity. When Hua Gu left, she left
This sentence made Shaoqiu very amused. This meant asking him to choose a day to help her pull weeds. After saying this, he jumped frivolously again, hummed a song, left here, and disappeared for a while.
Shaoqiu wore a bamboo hat and stayed alone in the mountain. The melons in the field were teased by Uncle Hua, and it became like a garbage dump. If we don’t tidy up, life will not be easy now. When the sun sets, the mountain
, it seemed that the wind was roaring continuously, and in the roar of the wind, someone was speaking to him, ordering him not to stay in this mountain anymore, otherwise, something unexpected would happen.
Shaoqiu did not dare to stay in this mountain, and when he returned, there was no one on the road. The vast night surrounded him, and in the valley, it was as dark as a ghost, which made people want to cry.
Go back to your house and stay there, while the people in the deserted village pass by your house, but no one greets them. They treat it as if it is nothing, which makes it feel so lonely for a moment. Facing the roar of the wind alone, listen to
Going eastward along the river, I felt so desolate that even people from ancient times could not compare to it.
As soon as Uncle Hua saw Shaoqiu return to the house, he still stood guard in front of the door. At this time, he was squatting on a stone and chatting with Haohua without words.
In autumn, I didn't forget to spit. Uncle Hua was sitting on a stone, which made people feel that this house did not belong to Shaoqiu, but to Uncle Hua.
Since Xiaohua had a prince, Xiaohua still seems to want to walk past Shaoqiu's house and go to make soy sauce not far away. Of course, Xiaohua's real intention is not that simple. She must want to walk past Shaoqiu.
In front of the house, listen to the sound of him reading. And the meaning of Uncle Hua staying in front of the house, in a nutshell, is to prevent the little flower from appearing. Otherwise, letting the prince know about it will definitely not be a problem.
.Furthermore, when Xiaohua walked through this dilapidated house, not to mention talking to Shaoqiu, even if she was smelled by the smell of this house, it would stain her.
My little flower, a good young girl, was tainted by Shaoqiu's house, and even affected the prince's feelings for his daughter. This is such a wicked thing. Can Uncle Hua not stay in front of Shaoqiu's house?
But the reason why Haohua stayed in front of the house was not that simple. At this time, she also sang a song. Although it was not pleasant, she still had to sing. Ling Shaoqiu stayed in his house and listened.
This tuneless song made me quite upset for a moment. I wouldn't have stayed here unless I had nowhere else to go.
Haohua secretly thought that the reason why Shaoqiu did not go out to work, but stayed in this dilapidated hut with ulterior motives. Although others may not know, but he could hide it from her? Wasn't it because he wanted to get along with his daughter? But, his daughter
She looks like a fairy. No matter how bad the marriage is, she will not marry this man. Of course, she also sympathizes with Shaoqiu. As a poor person, thinking about it, there is nothing she can do, but she has to marry him.
This person lives in the same village and has truly been unlucky for eight lifetimes.
At this time, she was leaning against a bundle of rotten firewood in despair, closing her eyes, and seemed to be thinking of ways to deal with this poor man. However, after thinking about it for so long, her mind became a little dizzy, so she stopped thinking about it and didn't hate it.
He is young, but he deeply hates that he can't think of a way to deal with it. At this moment, he really wants to slap himself, it's so useless, it's better to die like this!
The good flower leaned on the rotten firewood for a while, and then left without much energy, looking as depressed as Zhou Yafu's meeting Emperor Jing of the Han Dynasty. But Hua Bo still stayed there, fearing that if the little flower came here,
That's not good. If he hadn't been afraid of the objections of the people in the deserted village, he would have blocked the road long ago.
When Uncle Hua was squatting on a stone, Shaoqiu stayed in the room. Although it was dark inside and the lights were not very bright, he could barely read a book. Just when he was about to recite loudly, Uncle Hua coughed outside the door and said,
In this way, he expressed his dissatisfaction with his study. When he heard Hua Bo coughing, Shaoqiu did not dare to study for a while.
Staying in the house, in silence, watching the time go by, listening to the sound of the river in vain, Shaoqiu felt confused. If he didn't study, how could he spend this long night? How could he go out of the house and wander around in the deserted village? It would definitely not work.
Gu touched Uncle Hua and left. Shaoqiu resumed reading loudly. At this moment, he heard someone coming. When he listened carefully, it was not Uncle Hua. When Uncle Hua walked through the door, he spat with all his strength,
He roared again, as if he saw a ghost.
Faced with such a situation, did Shaoqiu still dare to read? Of course he didn't, so he remained silent again, hoping to wait until Uncle Hua left before reading again. However, who would have expected that Uncle Hua would once again squat on a stone outside the door.
I went up, cursed my mother, lit a cigarette, and started smoking.
At this time, Xiao Hua came from nowhere. Seeing Uncle Hua staying here from a distance, she didn't dare to come over for a moment, but just called out from a distance, and Uncle Hua roared at this time, which obviously meant to call.
Xiaohua, don't come over, otherwise you will be rude. Seeing that things have come to this, it is probably impossible for Xiaohua to talk to Shaoqiu. And if she borrows his book and wants to return it, she may not be able to do it.
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"Dad, let me make the soy sauce!" Xiaohua said to Uncle Hua from a distance, her voice a little sad, as if she wanted to cry.
"Don't you still have soy sauce at home? Why do you want to make soy sauce again? Stop coming here soon. Go back. You can't pass by here. Otherwise, I won't recognize you in the future. Do you understand?" Hua Bo said patiently.
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"Oh, okay, I won't bother with soy sauce anymore and will go back now, okay?" Xiaohua replied.
"Go back, otherwise, I would rather recognize a stone than your daughter. Do you understand?" Hua Bo said.
"I know." Xiaohua replied.
Uncle Hua stayed in front of Shaoqiu's house for a while. There was no one around for a while, so he kept coughing. He spit out a big jar of phlegm. However, it seemed that it was not enough to stop Shaoqiu.
I don't want to stay here anymore, because I'm getting sleepy, and it's getting late. If I don't go back, going to work in the mountains tomorrow will become a problem.
Seeing a lot of firewood in front of Shaoqiu's house, Hua Bo was secretly delighted. Why not light the firewood? In this way, would Shaoqiu still be in the mood to study? Hua Bo did it as soon as he thought of it, and he was really in Shaoqiu's house.
A fire was lit in front of the door, and for a moment a raging fire shot up into the sky. The fire lit up the deserted village. People screamed, fearing that the fire would spread to their houses and all their property would be wiped out. If you want to live a good life, just
It's impossible.
After lighting a fire in front of Shaoqiu's house, Hua Bo laughed and left. He must have thought that Shaoqiu would never be able to study again, and his little flower would not marry such a despicable person.
What a great joy. Uncle Hua lit a fire, then returned to his room, closed the door, and did not dare to come out for a while, fearing that others would say bad things about him. After all, it was not good to set a fire.
At this time, people in the deserted village went out one after another, carrying water to put out the fire. If Shaoqiu was not at home, he happened to be walking back from the river at this time, and he helped everyone put out the fire in front of the door.
Okay, the fire wasn't too big, it just blackened the windows. However, just rinse it with water and it's no big deal.