Chapter 670: Listening to people swearing on the street on a rainy night
Xiao Mao entered Widow Liu's house. Because he had an incurable disease, he was going to see the King of Hell soon. It had been so long, and he was still ignorant about the affairs of men and women. If he died like this, wouldn't he suffer too much? This would be a big loss.
I entered Widow Liu's house and wanted to talk to her. I guess as a dying person, Widow Liu wouldn't reject such a small wish, right?
Although Widow Liu let Xiao Mao into the house, she did not agree to it. She was just a woman's kindness. Seeing that he was pitiful, it was just an expedient measure. She really wanted to sleep with him. This was far from it, almost.
It's impossible.
Xiaomao has always been a timid person. Even if some children provoked him and slapped him, he would not dare to fight back. Otherwise, what would he do if someone retaliated? For this reason, the people in the deserted village
Women were absolutely unwilling to marry him, and not long ago, there were rumors that a water monster had dragged him down. As a result, no one liked him even more.
Don't talk about these women, even if they are some stones, some beautiful stones, because they suspect that they are women, they always avoid this little hair, fearing that this person will see their grace and have ideas, but what should they do?
?Xiao Mao can only live a single life year after year, day after day. He has no choice but to be helpless. It must be bad luck. Otherwise, how could there be such an arrangement?
But this day, Xiaomao can't delay it any longer, because soon, he may have to leave the deserted village forever and go to a distant place. In that place, I wonder if there are women. If there is a woman, I wonder if it will be like this.
Why do people in deserted villages hate themselves so much and don't want to see them?
Xiaomao didn't know that he was lying on Widow Liu's bed, thinking about it, and even shed tears of happiness. There were really too few people in the world who were so kind to him. It would not be an exaggeration to say that they were rare. Just.
In this way, Xiao Mao lay on Widow Liu's bed, tears rolling down his face. From time to time, Widow Liu's bed became like a heavy rain, soaking a large area, which made Xiao Mao feel very regretful for a moment.
You really shouldn't waste other people's things like this, right?
Xiaomao stopped crying. Every time when he was in a difficult moment in life, Xiaomao had no one to see and had no choice but to resort to tears. Otherwise, would those people passing by him really lend a helping hand to cheer him up in danger?
I'm afraid it's a dream.
Widow Liu's house is quite eerie even when the weather is fine on weekdays. It is said that her husband will come back every now and then. In the middle of the night, when no one is around and the wind is high and the moon is dark, he will wander outside the window and cough from time to time.
, or talking boringly or something. Otherwise, Widow Liu would not be so scared and go to sleep with others for no reason.
Xiao Mao saw that Widow Liu had gone out. For a moment, he felt uncomfortable lying on this bed. The bed was very big, strong and simple. When he slept on it, he suddenly felt sleepy and wanted to sleep well.
I fell asleep. But Xiaomao didn't know where this place was. Not to mention closing his eyes and falling asleep, even if he opened his eyes, he was still very uncomfortable. He was afraid of some things, such as the legendary ghosts, and
What kind of robbers and gangsters, etc.
Widow Liu came out of the house. After a while, it was no longer there. It seemed that the only one staying here was this little mouse. At this time, she saw a huge mouse, as big as a human head, and rushed forward.
He came and looked at Xiao Mao angrily, as if he felt that he was not qualified to lie on Widow Liu's bed, and he even let out bursts of screams. The meaning was not clear, but it was just an expulsion. He wanted Xiao Mao to leave as soon as possible, otherwise he would be doomed.
There will be a bloody disaster waiting for him.
I didn't dare to stay in Widow Liu's house anymore, so I came out immediately, looked around, and saw nothing at all. I only saw a giant rat standing in front of Widow Liu's house, making squeaking sounds from time to time.
The barking sound seemed to be chasing someone. Could it be that after staying with each other day and night, the mouse also had some feelings for Widow Liu, and now he was jealous and would not allow Xiao Maozhi to stay here?
Xiaomao didn't dare to stay. From time to time, he would pass by like the wind and no longer dare to stay here. Otherwise, the consequences would be extremely unlucky, and even something big might happen. What Xiaomao is most afraid of in his life is big things. If it's a small thing, he can still handle it.
Second, if something big happens, of course it is not good, and there is no way to say it out loud. Otherwise, it would be bad to tell others that something big happened in your house. I cannot bear to say that. Otherwise, it would be bad for your ancestors.
People are very disrespectful.
After Xiao Mao left, Widow Liu sneaked back quietly. She hid out just because she was afraid that Xiao Mao would die in her house. If she was there, once people knew about it, she would be hard-pressed to escape, so she might as well hide.
If something happens, it will have nothing to do with you. How beautiful!
The people in the deserted village despised Xiao Mao very much and were unwelcome to him. Sometimes when they met him on the road, they would either mess with him for fun, or they would deliberately rush forward and slap him in the face before looking at him again.
reaction, but saw nothing. Xiaomao was still lying on the ground motionless. He didn't know why he was so sad. Even if someone hit him, he still didn't care!
No one wanted to see Xiaomao. Even some wild beasts were ashamed to be with Xiaomao. They roared and disappeared from time to time. Xiaomao's loneliness was almost unparalleled, and there was nothing like it in the world.
People have been so lonely, even if they are some broken stones, compared with Xiaomao, they seem to be much inferior, and they cannot compare with Xiaomao's loneliness.
In this regard, whenever night comes, people always hear the voice of Xiao Mao cursing in the street. Of course they don't dare to curse others, but they scold these officials and slaughterers, even scolding the gods. Treating themselves like this, in the middle of the night
At that time, I was living a miserable life, what was my intention?
In this way, when night comes, people go to bed early, and then lie in their clean and warm beds, hearing the sound of wind and rain outside. At this time, the best thing to hear is not the presence of these monsters in the deserted village.
The roaring sounds that came out were nothing, because there are no small-haired curse words that sound good.
It’s no wonder that at such an old age, he has a big beard and is about the same age as Xiao Mao. He has been a father for many years. However, Xiao Mao is better off. He even stays with some furry children when he is bored. Isn’t that right?
Rolling a hoop means playing hide and seek.
But after many years, Xiao Mao stopped doing this and felt that it was very inappropriate to continue doing this because he was not a child after all.
But there is no other way. Women in deserted villages would rather marry a dog than live with Xiaomao. Otherwise, such a timid person will be timid when seeing a mouse, and even say all the nice things to it.
Can a man be considered a man? Of course not!
Xiao Mao's scolding can be said to be natural, because he does not have a woman, and he does not dare to steal at this time, let alone rob. What he can do is nothing more than that. The real reason for Xiao Mao's scolding is not that he is lonely.
What's more, it's because I have no descendants and have become a lonely old man. If it is spread out, will it sound good or not?
On rainy nights like this, people usually don't go out. They lie on their beds one after another, not daring to open the door. They even put a piece of wood behind the door to prepare for thieves. Even if there are no thieves, it won't be a problem if wild beasts come.
It is not that there are no people in deserted villages who have been preyed upon by wild beasts. It can even be said that there are very many people. Otherwise, why would people do this at night?
It was different now. The reason for doing this was just to prevent Xiao Maozhi from breaking into his house. He was afraid that he would be poor and desperate, and he had taken advantage of him in vain. When he scolded the street, he was afraid that he would never
Unable to think about it, it is not appropriate to seek revenge in this deep night and chop myself twice for no reason. Otherwise, the door will not be closed at all, because these beasts are stupid things after all. With a little trick, this
If you can't turn a corner in a long time, why should you be afraid?
I am afraid of Xiaomao. The door of the house is now blocked, and no scary monsters can come in, including some large cats. And Xiaomao must not be able to come in, after all, his body is there.
It is unreasonable to say that someone who is so skinny can push open the door of his own house.
On a rainy night, after closing the door and placing a stone behind the door, I listened to Xiao Mao swearing when I was bored. This was the ultimate happiness. Compared to Xiao Mao, he was considered a rich man anyway.
Not only that, he also has a woman. When he is bored at night, he can linger with his woman and play some upright games in the world. Why not?
On this rainy night, for the men in the deserted village, nothing is as good as Xiao Mao's scolding. Even Andy Lau's songs are inferior to Xiao Mao's scolding.
Generally, there is no entertainment at night in a deserted village. At most, they gather together to tell jokes, tell stories, and set up dragon gate formations. That's all. After talking and laughing, they go their separate ways and go about their own business. When the night falls,
At that time, people got into their houses one after another and dared not come out because it was extremely scary outside, with venomous snakes infested, and bad guys breaking into the deserted villages with guns from time to time. Once they saw someone, they were afraid that the person would report their crimes.
He didn't say much and just threw him down, which was very easy.
For a while, all they could do was listen to Xiao Mao crying and cursing. This was really a good arrangement for the people in the deserted village. Soon after, people went to bed early again, wanting to have a good sleep.
, otherwise, if you go to work in the mountains tomorrow, you will have no strength, right?
But at this time, it seemed that Xiao Mao's curses were no longer heard, and people couldn't adapt to it for a while, and couldn't even fall asleep. They got up from the bed one after another, opened the simple door of the house, and wanted to go out.
Find out, why didn’t Xiao Mao stop swearing today?