Widow Liu lives with Uncle Feng. Of course, the reason for this is also thanks to Uncle Feng's watermelons. They grow so well, big and round. Not only that, it is said that she ate Uncle Feng's watermelons.
The watermelon you grow can live longer than the mountain. Ever since Widow Liu ate the watermelon given to her by Uncle Feng, she has regretted it very much, because she dreamed about it at midnight and thought about Uncle Feng's face carefully.
, found that he was very dirty, and what he did to him at night made him cry every time, so he kept slapping himself in the face, blaming himself for being too greedy, and even going to the trouble of marrying him for a few watermelons.
Sleeping together.
But since they are all sleeping together, there is nothing that can be done about it. I have to make do with it in the days to come. At least I have something to eat, unlike before when I woke up early and stayed late at night, rushing around all day just to fill my stomach.
. Sometimes the sun was shining on her buttocks, and because someone was working for her, Widow Liu didn’t rush to get up. She waited until Uncle Feng had prepared the meal, put it in her mouth, and started to feed herself.
, then lazily climbed out of bed.
With Uncle Feng as her backer, Widow Liu sometimes thinks that she no longer has to think about other things and can concentrate on serving his old man. She must not dare to offend him, otherwise she will find such a good person again.
The man was obedient to him every day. Even when he went to the market in Luzhen, he let himself ride on his old man's neck. He fell down tiredly. He was so tired that he began to curse and even broke a bone. This
He doesn't take it seriously. Being able to serve Widow Liu is a real virtue accumulated in his past life for Uncle Feng. Otherwise, it would not be his turn to sleep with her.
Uncle Feng was born into a poor family. His only property seems to be the watermelons on the mountain. The mountains and plains are so vast that you can’t even see the edge or walk to the end. It’s also because Uncle Feng has so many watermelons.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to be with such a romantic widow.
And people, because Uncle Feng's watermelons grow well, sometimes the watermelons grow too big, weighing hundreds of kilograms each, lying chubby in the field. At that time, thieves wanted to steal them, but because of this
The watermelon was too big, so I thought it was something ominous, and even thought it was a monster. I was scared to death. Not long after I returned home, I confessed some last words and passed away. However, this did not stop the thief from beating Uncle Feng.
The idea of a watermelon. If such a good watermelon is shipped to Luzhen, it will definitely be sold at a good price. Maybe even a watermelon will become prosperous based on this.
Therefore, the second thief also went to Uncle Feng's melon field. Of course, the previous thief was frightened to death when he saw Uncle Feng's watermelons. It was not that he didn't know about this, but it was just for money and to make a fortune.
, I didn’t care about this for a moment. The thief took advantage of the high wind and bright moon to sneak up to the mountain. And on this mountain, because of the existence of Uncle Feng’s watermelon, it was certainly very scary. People in ordinary deserted villages would be afraid of this.
Whenever the sun goes down, I don't dare to stay on the mountain no matter what, even if there is a beauty like Widow Liu on the mountain, I won't go there.
At that time, the thief went up to the mountains to make a fortune. What couldn't he do? After going up the mountains, he found a super watermelon lying in Uncle Feng's melon field. Moreover, this watermelon looked very good-looking.
The fragrance is in the air, fragrant the vegetation near and far, making this thief feel particularly comfortable.
After the thief stole the watermelon, he directly carried it on his shoulders. However, he just walked away and did not dare to light a torch. The mountain road was rugged, and there were often poisonous snakes in the road. If he was not careful, he might even be bitten.
Here comes the thief carrying this watermelon in this deserted village
As he kept walking on the mountain road, the watermelon was not that big in the first place, but it weighed tens of thousands of kilograms when pressed against his body. It directly made the thief feel very uncomfortable in his waist, as if he had twisted it.
It was not very coordinated, so I wanted to put the watermelon down.
It's raining, and the rain is spilling on the watermelon. It's just hard to control it. Even though I finally put it on my shoulders, there's no place to start, so I can't grab it or pick it. It's even more difficult to put it down, because it's impossible.
The watermelon is so big and round that it will roll down the mountain if you don't handle it properly.
Of course, for such a small amount of weight, it wouldn't be a big deal if I didn't lose my waist. Since my waist has lost my waist, it has been unbearable to carry such a heavy thing. No, this thief is so tired that he can't help crying.
When he got up, he realized that crying was useless, so he started scolding his mother indiscriminately, even though she was neither big nor small. He also scolded this mother-in-law.
This thief is carrying a watermelon, which is really pitiful because he can't put it down. If someone could help him at this time, catch the watermelon and then put it gently on the ground so that he can sit on it.
It would be great to smoke a cigarette with this watermelon, or even go to the well for a drink of water. But it didn’t work. I couldn’t put it down because there was no one to help me. I could only carry it on my shoulders and keep walking forward.
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But the watermelon on the shoulder, for some reason, became heavier and heavier. Coupled with the rain, the weight became even more unbearable. It directly bent the thief's waist and fell to the ground from exhaustion.
But I didn't dare to put it down because I was walking on a steep cliff and couldn't put it down. Otherwise, the watermelon might just roll down and never be found again.
The thief didn't expect that the watermelon would become so heavy. If he had known this, he would not have stolen the watermelon. At this time, he even wanted to throw the watermelon under the cliff. Otherwise, he would have been about to go into shock. If he did this again
Is this okay if I carry it on? I'm about to take this thing
When the melon was thrown down the cliff, suddenly, I heard another person appear under the cliff, and it was not my son. This thief had a son at an old age, and he only had such a single seedling. This watermelon weighed at least a thousand.
, it would be terrible if it rolled down and hit him.
I might as well continue carrying it. Although it was very painful, I felt very comfortable. I thought, how much money would I make if I sold such a big watermelon to Lu Town? The thief was very happy.
The next day, people found the watermelon at the foot of the mountain. The watermelon had been smashed to pieces. It might have rolled down from a high place. On the cliff, a man was lying on the edge of a stone, already lifeless.
, and there were no wounds on his body, the only possibility was that he died of exhaustion. But why did this man die of exhaustion on this cliff?
People came to a conclusion, that is, they stole Uncle Feng's watermelon because the watermelon was too big and the man was not strong enough, so he was exhausted. Uncle Feng also looked at the man and spat in his face.
If you don't learn from others, you actually start this business. How shameless is it?
It was also because Uncle Feng's watermelons were big and round, otherwise, why would Widow Liu be willing to be his woman? The watermelons grown by others either tasted bitter or were eaten, so she began to look for stones.
Beating people, talking nonsense, and even saying that he is a god and asking people to kneel at his feet. For this reason, other people no longer dare to grow watermelons, otherwise, they will make people sick.
It can also be said to be extremely wicked.
When the sun came out, Widow Liu quietly walked up the mountain to take a look at the watermelon grown by Uncle Feng. Widow Liu picked one and ate it. After eating it, she felt so comfortable all over her body, as if she had eaten it.
The dragon meat was all clear and clear for a moment, and after eating this watermelon, I understood all the things that I couldn't understand on a normal day. If I were to take an exam at this time, it would be weird if I didn't get a perfect score. After eating like this
The delicious watermelon made Widow Liu no longer have any dissatisfaction with Uncle Feng. She was very grateful in her heart. Without Uncle Feng, she might never be able to eat such delicious watermelon in her life.
At this moment, Widow Liu noticed that the sky was not looking right. Suddenly, it started to rain. In the trees far and near, the howling of the wind was so shrill that it was almost outrageous. And in the sky,
Gradually, hailstones began to fall. At first, they were only as big as a man's teeth, then as big as a man's eyes, and then as big as a man's head.
Not only that, because of the roar of the strong wind, it picked up several rocks, caught them in the air, and then smashed them into Uncle Feng's watermelon field. Widow Liu ran away at this time, and she would not dare to
Don't stay even a little bit, otherwise, if these hailstones fall on each other, you may really become a powder in a short time.
Widow Liu originally wanted to run away, but seeing the watermelons all over the ground ruined, she couldn't do it anyway, so she decided to die instead of running away. Anyway, her life was not as valuable as these watermelons. Fortunately, this
The hailstones all over the sky did not hit Widow Liu, maybe because God was not willing to hit her. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for Widow Liu to escape!
Widow Liu stood by the watermelon field and saw that each of these watermelons was rotten and broken soon after. At this time, she rushed forward. This was more expensive than dragon meat. How could it be like this?
What if they were smashed? I wanted to protect these watermelons with my own body, but there were so many hailstones. Even with the skills of Widow Liu, I wanted to protect the watermelons. Dream on!
In the blink of an eye, the watermelon was gone and there was nothing left. Even the watermelon vine was swept away by the wind and scattered randomly. Widow Liu had no choice but to leave the mountain and returned to her house in a depressed mood.
, but at this moment, Uncle Feng is still lying on his bed, ready to have sex with him.