On this day, Shaoqiu was sitting in his house again, and everything in this deserted village was peaceful. But Shaoqiu's house was lifeless, and the sewage in front of the door was stinky, and the people who passed by his house were
The constant spitting made Shaoqiu almost lose hope of life.
Fortunately, there are still books to read, and the smile of this little flower often accompanies me through the dark years in the dark night. At this point, my life is considered complete, what else can I ask for!
Someone in the deserted village is getting married again, and the sound of gongs and drums shakes the roof tiles, and these idle people are rushing back and forth in front of Shaoqiu's house, almost crossing the river, which makes Shaoqiu really feel uncomfortable.
The married family did not ask Shaoqiu to help. They seemed to regard him as existing, but in fact they did not exist. However, they still had to be wary of the bachelor from time to time stealing the prey they had caught, and then they often felt disgust and hatred towards Shaoqiu, which made him resentful.
Shaoqiu, who is kind-hearted at heart, often sighs to the sky, and hates how deeply the world misunderstands him.
If this person could treat me like a normal idle person, asking me to wash dishes, chop vegetables, and fetch water, Shaoqiu would not have so much depression at this time, at least he would not be able to walk in front of his house in a fashionable and elegant way.
To spit, wouldn't this be too much of a lie? How can one explain it? Faced with this sudden incident, Shaoqiu, a scholar, was helpless for a moment. Although he was filled with anger, he could not get angry at this time.
, I can only comfort myself with false words such as "a small impatience will mess up a big plan".
The young man who got married passed by the door of Shaoqiu's house. Shaoqiu couldn't read because of the noise of the suona, so he stood with everyone in front of the house and watched the excitement. The groom left at this time
When he arrived at the door of Shaoqiu's house, he saw that everyone was there. He was quite enthusiastic for a while, passing cigarettes to people and saying good things, but he ignored Shaoqiu, as if this person did not exist in the world.
Shaoqiu, who had a good reputation, almost wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in, so as not to be so embarrassed and conspicuous in front of everyone.
Not only that, the groom was so fashionable and before leaving, he even glanced at Shaoqiu, and this look was like a sharp knife, piercing people's hearts. It was so uncomfortable that it was almost like cutting with a knife. And Shaoqiu felt this way
, you should just ignore it. Although others ignore you, you still have to grovel to please others, lest they attack you with unfounded charges. Wouldn't you suffer a big loss then?
Shaoqiu was not good at flattery, and he was even less good at flattery. At this time, he did not dare to say anything to others' rudeness, but quietly moved into the room, closed the door and lay down on the desk.
They were just sighing again and again. And now that Shaoqiu was not in front of their eyes, people were even more desperate for it. Seeing Shaoqiu was like seeing blood. Without Shaoqiu, people's lives seemed to be better.
Fortunately, Shaoqiu thought of Xiaohua at this time, and Xiaohua's smile kept appearing in front of him, as bright as a peach blossom, which comforted his uneasiness a little. At this time, he lay here
I don’t know how long I have been lying on the desk, but when I got up from the desk and looked outside, the deserted village was already brightly lit, and in the distance, people were playing and laughing, but all of this, for the young man
Qiu Lai, it is really irrelevant. At this time of boredom, there was a knocking sound on the door of his dilapidated house again. I wonder who else would come to visit me at this time of poverty and depression?
At this time, Shaoqiu opened the door of the house crookedly, and standing outside the door, it happened to be none other than Uncle Hua. Seeing Uncle Hua was like seeing a little flower, and Shaoqiu felt a little calmer.
, and at this time, people's curses and curses are also taken lightly. It is enough to have a little flower to accompany you in this life, who else is more needed?
But Uncle Hua was standing in front of Shaoqiu's house in a panic, holding an envelope in his hand, but the address of the recipient and sender could not be seen on it. Uncle Hua was holding this envelope.
Xin Xin stood in front of Shaoqiu's house, and his face looked more amiable than usual, but he didn't know what the purpose of his visit was.
"Uncle, why are you here?" Shaoqiu asked.
"My dear nephew, to tell you the truth, I had a dream at night, and I dreamed that the King of Hell was speaking." Hua Bo said.
"The King of Hell has spoken, what did he say?" Shaoqiu asked curiously.
"The King of Hell said that Xiaohua is as beautiful as a flower and wants Xiaohua to marry his son. He also gave me three days to think about it and then answer him in a letter." Uncle Hua said mysteriously.
explain.
"Is this really happening?" Shaoqiu didn't quite believe it.
"I lied to you like a dog." Hua Bo said with a serious face, and shed tears at this time. It seemed that this thing really happened.
"Then did you agree?" Shaoqiu asked tremblingly. He was afraid that Uncle Hua would lose Xiao Hua if he agreed.
"How could I agree? Why don't I write all my thoughts in this letter but dare not send it out? Why don't I want to invite you, please..." Hua Bo muttered.
"Uncle, if you have anything to say, just say it. You're welcome." Shaoqiu said.
"It's like this. I will definitely not agree to the King of Hell's marriage proposal. This is my answer to the King of Hell. I told him not to have any ideas about my little flower anymore, and said that the little flower already has a sweetheart." Hua Bo smiled.
Said, "But I don't dare to send this letter. As you know, I am too timid."
After Hua Bo said this, he really stood in front of the door of Shaoqiu's house, trembling uncontrollably, and even fell to the cold and dirty ground, causing Shaoqiu to hurriedly step forward to help him.
"Uncle," Shaoqiu said, "it's okay. If you don't dare to go, I'll do it for you."
"You really dare to go, aren't you afraid?" Hua Bo asked.
"It's okay, I'm not afraid!" Shaoqiu replied decisively.
At this moment, Xiaohua came over, looked at Uncle Hua, and said something to him in a reproachful tone. Xiaohua knew that her father was thinking of ways to deal with Shaoqiu again, but Shaoqiu was a sincere fool, and for Huabo
Uncle Hua's tricks were fashionable and hard to see through. But when Uncle Hua saw Xiao Hua coming, his eyes almost burst out with fire. At that time, he also yelled, telling Xiao Hua to get away. And Xiao Hua couldn't do anything anymore.
He argued with his father, lowered his head for a moment, and left silently, but tears were constantly flowing in his heart.
"Uncle, please tell me where this letter should be sent?" Shaoqiu asked.
"Well, the King of Hell said he would send it to the Grimm Mountains, where he is waiting for this letter tonight." Hua Bo replied seriously.