Let's say that the thin man was in a very bad mood when he stayed in his room that day, because his woman seemed to like the gangster to some extent. After not seeing each other for a few days, she became in a trance and could not even think about food or drink.
Otherwise, I wouldn't be so upset.
It can be said that the thin man was not used to not seeing the black bandit for so many days, so he looked forward to it every day, hoping to see the black bandit's arrival. However, after so many days, not only did he not see the black bandit, but even some news about him was not available.
No, for a moment, I really didn’t know what to do.
The thin man stayed in his room, thinking about the gangster who harassed his woman every day, making her almost lovesick for a while. He was very annoyed and didn't find a chance to straighten things out.
What is the law of nature for this black bandit? But he doesn't know how to deal with it, because the black bandit looks extremely tall and powerful. It is impossible to defeat this man with only one's own strength, and he may die for it.
He was in such a bad mood that the thin man couldn't help but shed tears on his face. He remembered what the gangsters had done to him before, and sometimes he even slept on his own bed. Although he firmly opposed it, it didn't work.
In this way, his woman gradually developed some relationship, affection, etc. with her, otherwise, she would not be lovesick at this time.
Thinking of this, the thin man became very confused. What kind of world is this? Although his hut is dilapidated, it is still his own after all. And who is this black bandit? How can he come in and out as he pleases? This is not the case.
Do you treat people as human beings? But it is useless to think so, because no one will sympathize with him. Most people just laugh at him in their hearts. Some people even think so. At night, why not go to the thin man?
I went to the house to have some fun, but I didn’t have any women anyway.
A strong wind was already blowing outside the door. It kept blowing. The sky and the earth changed color. Many mountains were covered with rain and fog. There must be some unclean things on those mountains, waiting for you to be fooled and deceived.
?Thinking of this, the thin man closed the door. He was afraid that he might be possessed by evil spirits, and actually wanted to go for a walk on the mountain. Isn't it obvious what the consequences would be?
But after closing the door to the house, his own woman opened the door again. Otherwise, his condition would be worse and he might not be able to survive for a few days. For a while, he had no choice but to follow his own woman's lead and take care of him.
The door of the room opened again. A strong gust of wind blew into the room and lifted up the quilt on the bed. If the thin man hadn't been quick with his hands and feet, he would have really messed up his bed.
Lightning flashed from time to time, and the sky became pitch black for a moment, to the point where you could hardly see your fingers. But in such a sky, his woman rushed out, saying that she wanted to see the gangsters, and even said that she didn't
Seeing the black gangster, I don't want to live anymore. It is not convenient for a thin man to say anything about his woman's demands, otherwise he will offend her, which will be life-or-death. If people find out, it will not look good, and he may even say that he is bullying himself.
The woman is coming.
A thin man is reluctant to bully his own woman. How many people dream of marrying such a beautiful woman? How can he be willing to bully her at this time? Not to mention bullying, it is too late to feel distressed on weekdays, and even think about it.
I picked the stars in the sky and gave them to her, but I was afraid that my woman would dislike him, otherwise I would really do this.
However, for some reason, my wife had not seen the gangsters for a few days, so she was looking forward to the appearance of the gangsters every day. Sometimes she even went out of the house openly, sat on the road, and asked everyone she met, "Have you seen them?"
My gangster?"
Regarding this matter, the thin man also turned a blind eye and did not dare to take it too seriously, otherwise it would cause an accident and directly cause his woman to follow him. This is not appropriate. At this time, you can tolerate it. At night
, he always sleeps with this beautiful woman, and the gangster just stays aside, dreaming at most. The thin man is very grateful to God for such an arrangement. Sometimes late at night, when everyone in the deserted village is asleep,
Then he quietly went out, carrying paper money, and burned some paper money for God. I originally thought that because of my poor appearance and thinness, I might never marry a woman again in this life, but I didn’t expect that God would open my eyes and give me a gift.
How can I not shed tears of gratitude for such a beautiful woman?
At this time, he saw that his woman seemed to be lovesick, so he carried a bundle of paper money out of the house, hoping to take advantage of the dark night, quietly in a deserted place, to burn some paper money for God, and bless his woman to get well soon.
Get up, otherwise, it will definitely not be a problem if it continues like this. In the past, if something unexpected happened to me, such as a stomachache, or the pig at home was lost, as long as I burned a few bundles of paper money like this, it would be a lovely thing.
Where to find your pig or something.
But at this time, it is definitely not a simple problem like a pig. My woman is lovesick, so I want to pray and see if God can make this gangster die. Maybe once the gangster dies, my woman will forget about it.
How wonderful it would be for him to live with himself wholeheartedly from now on. Originally, he couldn't beat this gangster. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone to such trouble and just hit him. Thinking of this, the thin man's face showed
There was a blur, tears rolled down, and he was actually sobbing loudly.
I can only burn some paper money in this deserted place and wish this gangster to die soon and stop harming my woman. Otherwise, I want to hit him to death, but after thinking about it,
I realized that this collision to death was definitely not an option, because I was afraid of pain. When I no longer wanted to live, I decided to find a way to hang myself on a tree. Before hanging myself, I had to make the black bandit suffer some pain no matter what.
While burning the paper, I muttered something, hoping that the gangster would die soon, otherwise, it would be really impossible to live.
Before walking out of the house, it was still drizzling. This made the thin man a little worried. He was afraid that if the paper money could not be burned, his work would be in vain. But at this time, for some reason, the rain turned out to be...
It stopped quietly. It stopped raining. Once the paper money started burning, it became a raging trend. It was quite successful. From time to time, such a large amount of paper money was all burned.
At this time, his lovesick woman, who was staying at home and enjoying herself, escaped for no reason. She broke free from the ropes tied to her body, knocked open the door of the house, followed him, and came here to see him.
Burning paper money, knowing that he was cursing the gangster, he was very angry for a moment. How could he treat his gangster like this? Without saying a word, he cursed the thin man to chop his head to death, and stepped forward.
, regardless of the raging fire, stepped forward and stamped out the burning paper money.
The thin man was very angry for a moment, but he had no choice but to do it, because it was his woman who did it, and no matter what his woman did, it was good, even killing himself, which was not bad. There was no one of his own
Women and thin men may not be able to live in this world.
After his wife extinguished the fire, she watched all the paper money turn into ashes and gradually dispersed in the wind. From time to time, they disappeared without a trace. This made the thin man a little annoyed. He originally wanted to use these paper money to make black people angry.
The bandits left, at least to stop them from being so powerful. Unexpectedly, my own woman stamped out these fires with this attack. Not only that, my own woman, because she was disdainful of such evil deeds of hers,
At that time, he cursed loudly and still couldn't get over his anger, so he picked up a stone as big as a basin, aimed it at his husband's head, poured out all his strength, and smashed it with all his anger.
The thin man could not have imagined that his woman would do such a thing for the sake of the gangsters. At that time, he was covering his wounds without any hemostatic medicine. He only treated them briefly and even put some mud on the ground, messing around.
In this wound. Although it was seriously injured, you can't blame your woman. Everything is your own fault. Not as tall and powerful as the gangster, he can't give your woman happiness. Otherwise, she won't get lovesickness.
At this time, he was covering his wounds, sitting on a stone without saying a word, and just sighed for a long time.
After doing all this, his woman went back, got into the house, and never came out again. It seemed that this made the thin man feel a little angry. Who did he work so early in the morning and late at night for? It was just...
For the sake of his own woman, this is a good time. For the gangsters to make him lovesick, he also smashed a stone on his head. What's the point of living like this?
However, because of his love for his woman, this thin man still had a smile on his face even though he was seriously injured. This is really much better than the usual indifferent attitude of his woman towards him. This is
Every now and then, when he sees his woman hitting him, the thin man is simply flattered by this kind of recognition. To be able to have his woman hit him like this is not only a blessing, but also an indescribable feeling.
reached the point.
The thin man smiled at this time, but the pain of the wound made him scream. His woman didn't care about all this. She was lying in the hut, waiting for the arrival of the black bandits. The past has arrived.
At this time, the black bandit will definitely come, as has always been the case. However, for some reason, so long has passed that day, and not only can the black bandit not be seen, but his heroic voice can no longer be heard.
The thin man left the place where the paper money was burned. There was no trace of people in the wilderness for a while. It could be said to be a deserted place. Only the wind kept blowing, blowing the remaining ashes and scraps of paper from time to time, and some of them flew away.
They went to the sky, and some of them disappeared without knowing where. Only the thin man was left sitting on a stone in a daze. He didn't know that his woman didn't value his affection so much. At this time, he was touching her
His head was filled with miserable tears.
Although it hurts a little, I don't regret it. Compared with the deathly indifference of the past, it is so much better to be hit by my own woman with a stone. It seems that the wound caused by my own woman is not a wound.
But it is a kind of enjoyment. No, the wound is almost itchy.
The thin man was very happy, because the beating was both scolding and painful, which made him very happy. Regardless of the bleeding from the wound, he danced in the wilderness. Although the dance was not so beautiful, it was still beautiful after all.
It's just a dance. Being able to beat my wife like this is really a blessing from my previous life. How can I be unhappy at this moment? But after dancing for a while, I found that the wound was broken and bleeding. For a while, I stopped dancing.
, it seems that God is also jealous of himself, otherwise, why would it be like this?
The thin man returned to his house and stopped burning paper, because the woman was not happy to do this. Otherwise, he would have burned more paper money to curse the gangster to death. But since his woman was unhappy, for a while,
, no longer obsessed with this matter, and hurried back to his house, because from time to time, there was a heavy downpour in the sky. It was precisely with these heavy rains, otherwise, his woman might even rush out.
He walked into this thatched hut and got into the gangster's house.
It seems that burning paper by myself has played a role. Otherwise, why would it have rained that day? I was very happy. At this time, I was lying in front of the dilapidated house, bowing to the sky, and thanking the gods for blessing me.
His care. However, his woman was sleeping soundly at this moment. She seemed not to care about anything about her. Otherwise, she would have done something terrible.