The deserted village is still so peaceful, there is no sign of any life at all, everything is so lifeless, there is no hope, but it is still somewhat poetic.
Xiaohua stayed in her room, feeling regretful about her misfortune, but there was no way to change everything. This seemed to be God's arrangement, but who knew what was going on?
One night, Xiaohua was lying on the bed and heard someone scolding each other outside. When she listened carefully, she realized that it was her parents arguing about something.
"Since our little flower has committed herself to the old cripple, what else is there to say? Why don't we just marry him, lest people in the deserted village see us and make irresponsible remarks, which is so embarrassing." Xiaohua's father Hua
Bo said so.
"This is definitely not allowed. If you say that again, I won't obey you anymore. I will have to chop you up!" Aunt Hua said. After saying this, she cursed a few terrible wild words in the room. It didn't seem to be the case.
She seemed quite unhappy in her heart.
"What the hell are you talking about here? I don't want to marry that damn person. I already have someone I like." Xiaohua said this. After saying this, her face started to turn red, as if she was saying this.
It seems so embarrassing.
At this moment, someone was beating the gong outside the door, and they were singing while beating the gong. Although the singing was not very good, in this deserted village, the singing was pretty good.
"That little flower and I, ya ya hi hi," the man sang, "right by that river, fell in love..."
"Who is making such a loud noise here? I don't want to sleep anymore. Really, stop singing. It's so annoying!" Aunt Hua opened the door of the room and shouted to the outside. She seemed to keep singing like this.
I want to fight with him three hundred times.
The person who was beating the gong and singing outside was none other than the old lame man. There were quite a few people surrounding him. Some people were even infected by the singing and began to sing.
"Brother, I'm going to kneel down for you. Please stop singing so loudly. This will let people know. Where can I put my face?" Uncle Hua looked at the old cripple and begged.
"That little flower and I kissed each other by the river..." The old lame man didn't care at all and still sang so loudly, which made many people in the deserted village laugh loudly, and this laughter
The sound was still reverberating in the sky, and it sounded really unbearable.
"Little Hua, come out, let's go up to the mountain to work. How can we live like this?" Aunt Hua almost cried.
From then on, in the deserted village, almost everyone knew that Xiaohua was the old cripple's woman. But Xiaohua disagreed with people's claims. She did not admit that she was the damn old cripple's woman, but why did people think so?
Woolen cloth?
One night, Uncle Hua really couldn't bear the rumors, so he took a hatchet and walked on the road in the deserted village without a light or anyone accompanying him, cursing obscene words in the air, as if he didn't want to hear anything.
In this way, it seems that the shame suffered by oneself cannot be washed away.
"Any woman who says that my little flower is an old cripple, I... I will kill his old mother! Not only that, I will also do many extremely wicked things to the people in his house." Uncle Hua scolded angrily.
People in the deserted village also liked hearing Uncle Hua's loud scolding. At this time, they all sat in front of their houses, waving their fans while listening as if listening to a story, with smiles like those of theatergoers on their faces.
.
Uncle Hua cursed for a while on the road, and then stopped. If he continued to curse like this, people could hardly hear him, because it was late at night and most people were asleep.
"Dad, stop scolding me. If you continue scolding like this, I will die. This will make almost everyone in this deserted village know about this." Xiaohua looked at Uncle Hua saying this, with tears constantly falling on her face.
It made her look even better when she was seventeen or eighteen years old.
"This... what should we do? The people in this deserted village have become almost every household name. My child, I can't help you." Uncle Hua said to Xiaohua. After saying this, his face kept showing up.
Tears came out.
Shaoqiu still stayed in his room, looking at a lamp outside. I don't know why the lamp looked so beautiful at this time. After a closer look, I realized that it was not a lamp, but a moon. This month was really quite beautiful.
, especially on this deserted night.
Not long after, it started to rain, and the rain made a constant rustling sound, which was very beautiful.
Amidst the rustling of the rain, he heard a woman laughing, and the laughter sounded so sweet in this deserted village that Ling Shaoqiu was almost in no mood to read at this time.
Shaoqiu walked outside and saw a young girl walking on the dirt road in the countryside. She looked around as she walked, as if she wanted to do something with Shaoqiu, even just shaking hands.
Shaoqiu just glanced at her but didn't dare to talk to her. This was really sad for him and he had no courage. Why didn't he dare to talk to a beautiful girl? However, he really didn't dare to talk to her.
He didn't know what to say, and he didn't know whether he should say what was in his heart.
Shaoqiu was just standing in front of his house. He had nowhere to go. If he didn't stay in front of his house, where could he go?
At this moment, he saw someone running over and started swearing at him continuously. Moreover, the words sounded so unpleasant that if his mother or father heard it, they would probably commit suicide.
"Who do you think you are? Look at my daughter. You are so shameless. Damn it, I won't beat you to death!" A man came up and cursed Shaoqiu.
He also picked up a stone and threw it at Shaoqiu. The stone passed through the broken window and hit Shaoqiu who was reading a book. He hit him on the head and started bleeding.
"Uncle Hua, why did you hit me? I didn't offend you in any way. Why on earth did you do this?" Shaoqiu stood in front of his house, not daring to say anything, and quietly said this in his heart.
Said.
"Your mother," Uncle Hua said to Shaoqiu as he walked, "don't act like yourself. The toad wants to eat swan meat. I'll squirt!"
When Shaoqiu heard this, he didn't take it seriously, but he just kept it in his heart. He felt uncomfortable at the moment. If this person was really Uncle Hua, then the meaning of his life in this world would be gone.
But fortunately, at this time, a person walked into his house. Shaoqiu opened his eyes and took a look. This person was not Uncle Hua, but a famous scoundrel in the deserted village. This person was the old cripple. But behind the old cripple there was
Following Hua Bo, of course it was Hua Bo who scolded me with those hateful words.
"Shaoqiu, you fucking listen to me, Xiaohua is already a member of my family, everyone in this deserted village knows it, don't you know it?" Hua Bo said this, and after saying this, he roared again,
The deserted village continued to shake for a while.