The news that Shaoqiu brought back a huge stone from the market in Luzhen spread in the deserted village for a while, and people talked about it. Those who didn't know the reason thought that Shaoqiu was stupid. What's more, they even thought that the reason why Shaoqiu was like this was completely It's showing off one's own strength. And for a scholar, this is extremely humiliating.
On this day, the black bandit also knew that Shaoqiu had brought a huge stone from Lu Zhen, and Shaoqiu easily carried the two hundred kilogram stone to his house. This surprised the black bandit, not only It's a gangster. Even Niu in a deserted village seemed to be thinking silently in his mind at this moment. He must be careful when meeting Shaoqiu in the future.
The black bandit was bored in his house that day, so he wanted to renovate his cowshed. Otherwise, when it rains, the cows will not be safe, and he will not feel better. And if he wants to renovate the cowshed, then he has to go Get some huge rocks to make the foundation, otherwise the foundation will be weak and the earth will shake.
The black bandit himself didn't bother to do such heavy work, and he didn't have that much strength at all. When he was wondering what to do, he suddenly thought of Shaoqiu, why not ask him to carry the stone for him? When he thought of this, the black bandit said "yeah" and was very proud of his mind for being able to think of problems.
However, as soon as the black bandit revealed his plan, he was scolded by his mother-in-law. How could he do this to a scholar? At that time, he said that if the black bandit did this, he would divorce him in the future. However, how stubborn was the black bandit? A person like this would never take these words to heart, and the decision to ask Shaoqiu to carry the stone was made.
This day was another snowy day. It was really cold outside, and the deserted village was deserted for a time. At this time, the sound of the small river going eastward could not be heard. Only the wind kept whistling, seeming to scare the deserted village. people.
On this cold day, where could Shaoqiu go if he didn't stay in his own house? And in this dilapidated house, no one could talk to him, and he could just read. Read After reading for a while, I looked at my own shadow on the wall. It was already so haggard. Even if I didn't feel sorry for myself, the wind outside also felt sorry for me. No, they rushed in from outside, as if they wanted to touch me. Shaoqiu's shadow, is this the way the wind comforts people?
After reading for a while, Shaoqiu opened the door of the house. On this snowy day, it was quite nice to enjoy the snow scene. At this time, the snow on the grapefruit tree outside the door was falling. This sound is just right to listen to at this time.
But when Shaoqiu opened the door of the house, he was dumbfounded for a moment. There was a person standing outside the door. This person was none other than a gangster. He didn't know why he came here. Could it be that he wanted to play tricks on himself again? But To this day, where else can Shaoqiu be teased? It seems that he can no longer stand being teased by others. At this time, the wind keeps howling, and the clouds in the sky are also unpredictable. Under the dark clouds, the black bandit stood, with a cigarette hanging from the corner of his mouth.
"Go and carry the stone for me." The black bandit said. There was no expression on his face at this time, and his tone was unquestionable. He clenched his fists, as if he wanted to beat him to death with random punches if he didn't agree.
"This...I..." Shaoqiu didn't know how to answer, but he knew that he couldn't go. He was not the one to carry stones for others, but he didn't dare to disobey the gangster's wishes.
"Are you going?" The black bandit pulled out a knife from his back at this time. Although this knife was not as good as the long swordsman's, it was not short. If he stabbed him, he probably wouldn't be able to bear it.
"Easy to say, easy to say." Shaoqiu had no choice but to be soft-spoken and not to fight hard with this gangster, otherwise, he would most likely die here.
So, Shaoqiu followed the black bandit and kept walking along the ancient road in the deserted village in this heavy snowy day. The snow on both sides was already more than a foot deep. It would take a lot of effort to pull it out after stepping down with both feet.
.But the black bandit was still lying on a wooden board with a rope tied to it. He didn't want to walk, so he lay on the wooden board and threw the rope to Shaoqiu, asking Shaoqiu to pull it.
Move forward on your own.
At this time, Shaoqiu could only roll his eyes, but did not dare to let him see it, otherwise, the knife would not be a vegetarian. Shaoqiu had no choice but to pull the black bandit and keep walking forward on this snowy day, and
Sometimes my feet got stuck in the snow and mud and couldn't be pulled out for a long time. At this time, I was really exhausted, but I didn't dare to say "no".
"I can't pull it anymore." Shaoqiu put down the rope at this time and said he wouldn't pull it anymore. Even if he beat himself to death, he couldn't pull it anymore like this. If he kept pulling it like this, would he still have someone?
But at this time, the black bandit was not considerate, and roared, and the air wave blew away a lot of the snow, which made Shaoqiu frightened. He quickly pulled up the rope and climbed forward again.
At this time, there was no strength left in his body. If he didn't crawl, he would not be able to pull it anymore. Then he would inevitably be beaten by the gangster again.
Shaoqiu had no choice but to stand up, tie the rope to his body, and pull forward. At this time, he even wanted to pull it to the edge of the cliff and just die with the black bandit. What was the point of living like this?
However, Shaoqiu was a scholar after all, and he did not dare to have such courage. If he had such courage, the gangsters would never look for him. The reason why the gangsters looked for him was because of his cowardice.
Finally, he pulled the gangster to the door of a house. This house belonged to the gangster. At this time, the gangster's wife walked out of the house. When she saw Shaoqiu, for some reason she had a smile on her face.
He smiled, but Shaoqiu didn't dare to look at it at all, and he didn't even dare to stay in front of his house.
At this time, the black bandit got off the cart, patted the snowflakes on his body, smoked, and went directly into his house without saying a word to Shaoqiu. Soon he came out again, holding the bag in his hand.
A basket, not much different from Shaoqiu's own basket.
"Take it!" The black bandit said these words, and then he and Shaoqiu kept walking along the ancient road in the deserted village. After walking for about an hour, they arrived at the foot of a stone mountain. These stone mountains had been mined by stonemasons, and there were still large traces of them left.
A large piece of stone. If you transport these stones to your house and use them to build a cowshed, it should be quite good.
It is still snowing in the sky, and snowflakes are falling. For a time, the tree branches with bare leaves, and the leaves of some winter crops, are covered with snow. And in this world, the strong wind is still roaring, and some small stones
They were blown up, flying continuously in the sky and then fell down. Many of them hit Shaoqiu's head, and the blood on his head continued to flow down, making it quite messy for a while.
The black bandit didn't care about this, but put all these huge stones into the basket. After it was full, he asked Shaoqiu to carry it on his back and pull it into his house. And Shaoqiu was quite angry at the beginning.
No, these rocks are too big. If you carry them on your back, let alone such heavy snow, even if it is sunny and cloudless, you cannot carry them. But at this time, Shaoqiu thought of the black bandit's knife.
, if you don't carry this stone, you will not be able to survive if you are stabbed with this knife, let alone myrrh, even if you have medicine on your body.
There was no other way, so Shaoqiu had no choice but to carry the stone on his back and keep walking forward. At this time, his legs seemed to weigh over a thousand kilograms. It was very difficult to move every step, not to mention that the gangster sometimes had to sit on it and hitch a ride.
"The degree of difficulty can be imagined.
Shaoqiu was originally a scholar. He was carrying this stone and kept walking on the ancient road in this deserted village. When there were people, the gangsters would often catch up and show off their wealth and power. The people who saw it,
At this time, they did not speak for Shaoqiu, but gave thumbs up to the gangsters. However, when they looked at Shaoqiu, their eyes were very disdainful. Shaoqiu was helpless, as a scholar, he could not beat this man again and again, so he was reduced to
So, no way!
When he was halfway through the pull, Shaoqiu couldn't pull it anymore. At this time, he sat on the ground and gasped for air. At this time, he could sit on the snow easily, even though he was soaked to the skin.
I feel quite happy.
"No, you can't pull it anymore. If you keep pulling it like this, you will die." Shaoqiu said, looking at his hand. At this time, his hand started to bleed, and this blood, for the black bandits,
, it seems not important, his purpose is to quickly pull these stones into his house.
Shaoqiu put down the huge stone and ran forward desperately.