An old man in a deserted village saw Shaoqiu as a lonely, sick man, and the crops on the mountains were gradually becoming barren because they could not be cultivated. The old man was always willing to help others, so at night,
He quietly climbed up the mountain and hoeed the weeds in the ground for Shaoqiu.
As for the land that had not yet been cultivated, the old man plowed it himself. Next year, as long as it rains, it will be a good field again. He did not dare to plow the land for Shaoqiu during the day, because Shaoqiu wanted to study.
He was mistakenly thought to be capable of cursing, so almost everyone started shouting and beating him.
The people in the deserted village have spoken out. Anyone who dares to cultivate the land for Shaoqiu will be killed without mercy, and will not be allowed to enter their ancestors' graves after death. Therefore, there are almost no people in the deserted village who dare to speak for them. Even if they do, they will be punished after speaking.
The people in the deserted village brought him to justice and beat him to death on the spot.
The old man had no choice but to quietly go to the mountains at night to cultivate some crops for Shaoqiu. Otherwise, this farming season waits for no one, and once the season is over, the crops will never grow again. And at night, he is left alone
I was a little scared on this big mountain, but I didn't know exactly what I was afraid of.
While I was working, I suddenly heard something sound around me. But in the middle of the night, besides myself, who else dared to stay on this mountain without going home? Maybe it was the wind, the old man thought.
But at this time, he suddenly noticed a big painted face appeared, raised a hoe, and dug the hoe on his body. The old man was injured.
However, I don’t blame anyone for a moment. There are many ghosts on this mountain. It is inevitable for me to be beaten by ghosts here alone. Although I was injured, the old man’s strong will kept him from plowing the fields for Shaoqiu.
, and after a brief treatment of the wound, he lowered his head and got busy again.
The attacker stayed aside and took a look, and found that the ghost was not dead. There was nothing he could do for a while. The attacker, Uncle Hua, didn't know what to do, but he had already let out a bad breath.
, I don’t want to stay on this mountain anymore.
It wasn't until he dug a hoe into the "ghost" that Uncle Hua realized that this person was not a ghost, but an old man. However, the person who helped Shaoqiu should be killed according to the law, so he beat him temporarily, which was not
It was not considered that he had been wronged, so he sat on his patio again and hummed softly.
This matter finally became known to people. For a time, the deserted village was searching for this old man everywhere. If he was not brought to justice and the old guy was not beaten to death, it seemed that the people in the deserted village would never have peace. People started to gather together.
In front of Shaoqiu's house, I asked him why he asked an old man to plow the land in the mountains at midnight?
Shaoqiu said that he didn't know about this, otherwise he would have to thank others. At this time, people in the deserted village, because Shaoqiu's study, was just reading some arithmetic books, but it was used by people with ulterior motives, such as Mr. Gou.
Well, saying that Shaoqiu is studying is just a curse.
And Shaoqiu really shouldn't read anything in English. When this book is read out, people can hardly understand it at all. For a while, some people thought wrongly, saying that this book is an evil book and has nothing to do with ancient magic.
Quite different. Almost none of the people who heard the sound of reading would have a good ending. People didn't believe it at first, but Mr. Dog said it every day and every year, so even if they didn't believe it for a while, they began to believe it.
In order to completely defeat Shaoqiu, he would no longer be able to make him utter spell-like words. Otherwise, the people in the deserted village would almost be in a state of panic. They were afraid that if they failed to do something right one day, they would fall off the cliff for no reason.
Or maybe he drowned while swimming, and Shaoqiu did not have a wife. When he died, his wife would not be allowed to sleep with him?
For this reason, the people in the deserted village had a hatred for Shaoqiu that was as great as the sky. No one dared to help him for a while. Even some saints would curse Shaoqiu endlessly when they saw him, and even say bad things about him for no reason.
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At this time, people heard that someone dared to help Shaoqiu plow the land in the mountains. The crowd was furious and wanted to kill the person who was helping the emperor to commit cruelty. However, because the old man was at night, even Hua Bo could not see clearly, so
Therefore, he finally escaped.
On this day, Uncle Hua stayed in his house again. He had no place to go. Moreover, he injured an old man for no reason, and he was in a very uncomfortable mood at this moment. Thinking about it carefully, the old man was in
You do good deeds, but why do you hurt others?
For a moment, I felt that I was not a human being, but I also misjudged it at the time. I thought it was a ghost. Otherwise, why would I have beaten someone? I lay on the table for a while and kept sighing for a long time. If I had known it was a human being,
Even if my stomach hurts, I won't hit anyone.
While he was thinking so wildly, someone from the deserted village came to the door and said that he wanted to invite him out for a meeting. Uncle Hua had never been to a meeting in his life, and he didn't want to go at this time, because what he had done was really ugly.
How can I meet people with face?
However, people finally invited Uncle Hua to the venue. His deeds had already spread, and everyone said that he was a good fighter. Hearing people say this, Uncle Hua felt very good for a moment. It turned out that he was just beating bad guys, so what else could he do?
Why can't you think about it?
As for the people in the deserted village, there were many people who gave them red flowers for a while. However, Uncle Hua felt that he deserved it anyway, so he didn't even want it. However, the people in the deserted village said that he had made great contributions, and for a while
They wore red flowers for them and even inscribed them on bamboo and silk, hoping to leave their names in history.
While celebrating for Uncle Hua, the kind-hearted old man appeared. He was in rags and was in a state of dilapidation. He even had injuries on his body, but it was not thanks to Uncle Hua! He stood in front of people and kept thinking.
Being slapped in the face by people does not seem to be enough to make it memorable.
Some people even suggested that the old man should be killed altogether, so that he would not quietly go up to the mountains again to plow the fields for Shaoqiu. However, many people in the deserted villages said that they could stop the order and spare it for the time being.
If you cross him and do it again in the future, you will definitely not be forgiven!
After the people dispersed, the deserted village became peaceful again for a while, with only the wind blowing gently and the river murmuring like a dream. Shaoqiu sat in his house under the light, silently thinking about some past events.
The people in the deserted village were unwelcome to me, which made me quite uncomfortable for a while, but if I didn't stay in the deserted village, where could I go? Thinking about it carefully, there really was nowhere to go, so I had no choice but to stay here, even though people were like this
Treat yourself, so what?
However, the best way is to stay here, otherwise, once you go out, it will be difficult to come back. Just as I was thinking this, I heard Aunt Hua appear in front of her house again.
As soon as she appeared in front of her house, Aunt Hua couldn't help laughing. The voice was really nice. When she heard this laughter, Shaoqiu didn't want to leave. Otherwise, Aunt Hua might look down on herself, and
Once you look down on yourself and still want to get her girl, I'm afraid it won't work.
When Shaoqiu heard this laughter, was it right for her to study? Maybe, otherwise, why would she laugh so happily?
It is enough to have a close friend in life. Shaoqiu was staying in his room and thinking this. While he was thinking this, he heard someone knocking on the door of his room, gently knocking on it. Maybe it was the wind, it was already night.
It's so deep, who can come here?
Opening the door and looking outside, the person who came was none other than Xiaohua. She was holding a handful of flowers in her hand. When she looked at Shaoqiu, the smile on her face was really impressive. The pears were full of flowers in March.
Like a tree. Shaoqiu didn't dare to accept the flowers she sent for a while, but the girl placed the flowers on Shaoqiu's table, smiled again, and left quickly.
Behind Xiao Hua, Mr. Wu's voice could be heard clearly. When he saw Xiao Hua giving flowers to Shao Qiu, he stamped his feet fiercely as he walked past Shao Qiu's house. His daughter-in-law gave it to others for no reason.
Sending flowers is unjustifiable no matter how you say it.
"I'm going to kill you!" Mr. Wu threw these words to Shaoqiu when he left. These words were really scary to hear in the deserted village at night.
A gust of wind passed by, and the deserted village was desolate. The river was no longer murmuring, but roaring something. The mountains in the distance were speechless for a moment, and the stones on the mountains also roared one after another in the night, and seemed to be roaring.
He is expressing his opinion on something inappropriate.
One day, Shaoqiu went to Luzhen. At this time, the low adobe houses in Luzhen were already crowded with people. People going to the market came from all over the country and wanted to see the prosperity of Luzhen. Shaoqiu was here.
When I went to Luzhen, I still just wanted to come to Luzhen to sell the sweet potatoes I had worked so hard to grow in the mountains.
However, when I was walking on the streets of Luzhen, I found that Mr. Wu was following me, armed with a gun. Gunfire erupted from time to time, causing chaos in Luzhen. Mr. Wu did not talk to Shaoqiu too much.
, as soon as they met, they fired a shot.
Fortunately, Mr. Wu's shooting skills were not accurate. This shot only hit a stone. Sparks immediately flew out from the stone, but Shaoqiu was not damaged. Seeing that Mr. Wu was such a person, Shaoqiu did not dare to stay with him for a while.
I can only run forward desperately, what else?
"Fuck you, stop!" Mr. Wu roared like this, and the gunshots continued. It seemed that Shaoqiu might really die in Luzhen. However, maybe it was God's blessing. Although Shaoqiu was in
Weaving through endless hail of bullets, but still unscathed.
"Stop!" At this time, the black bandit also rushed over with two axes, cooperating with Mr. Wu to chop Shaoqiu's two axes.