Li Fuguang wiped the sweat from his forehead, put down what he was doing, and happily greeted Niu Xiaotian to the warehouse.
You've come to the right place!
There is indeed a red motorcycle in the corner. It is of an old style and looks like a naked donkey with no hair. It is simply a product of the last century.
"Xiaotian, how do you like this one? It's powerful and fast. Remember, I used to ride it a lot." Li Fuguang introduced enthusiastically.
"Don't fool me, these old and shabby things must burn a lot of fuel and cost money." Niu Xiaotian shook his head.
"Who doesn't know that you have made a fortune, so why bother spending a little money? The money you spend to look at people's faces is enough for a month. Besides, you can't buy it so cheaply anywhere else."
"How much does it cost?"
"Three thousand."
"Not sincere." Niu Xiaotian turned around and left with a firm attitude. Li Fuguang quickly stopped him and said with a smile: "Xiaotian, then give me a price!"
"Five hundred at most!"
"Too few. This is a motorcycle, not a battery car."
"When I get some time, I'll give you a fortune charm. It's working!" Niu Xiaotian said.
Li Fuguang's eyes rolled, he was tempted, but he didn't take it seriously, "Xiaotian, you are just deceiving me, who knows whether it is effective or not!"
"Hey, who am I? I am a direct disciple of Nanshan Immortal. You are lucky to know me." Niu Xiaotian was happy, pointed at Li Fuguang and said: "Look at you, your eyes are full of peach blossoms, your nose is dull, last night
You must have done nothing good, you must be so tired that your back aches and your legs hurt! Do you want me to tell you what on earth you have done?"
"What did I do?" Li Fuguang was sweating visibly on his forehead.
"It has nothing to do with your wife."
"If I'm afraid of you, I'll give you five hundred. Just pay me and push him away!" At this moment, Li Fuguang felt that Niu Xiaotian was a god of plague, and he might say something with his bad mouth.
"Fill up the gas and get a helmet." Niu Xiaotian asked again.
Li Fuguang rubbed his forehead vigorously and pulled out several mud strips. He finally made up his mind and gritted his teeth and said: "Okay, next time you pay for the gas, you will pay for it yourself, and don't do this again."
"Hey, no, no one in our village knows that my character, Niu Xiaotian, is absolutely reliable." Niu Xiaotian smiled proudly.
With a dark face, Li Fuguang pushed the motorcycle out, pumped up the gas, refueled, and tested the ignition. Everything was normal. He also found a helmet that had not been used for a long time, wiped it clean, and hung it on the handlebar.
Niu Xiaotian asked him to teach him how to ride again, and he was busy for nearly an hour.
After slapping the five red tickets in Li Fuguang's hand, Niu Xiaotian put the black money in his backpack and carried it on his back, then rode on his motorcycle, roaring all the way and raising dust all over the sky, and left Xingwang Village.
The fortune telling was fake, Niu Xiaotian just knew one of Li Fuguang's bad habits.
In the dead of night, Li Fuguang likes to wander quietly in the village, staring at houses without dogs. He jumps into the yard, squats under the window sill and listens, and stays there for a long time.
The former Niu Xiaotian happened to be a night owl, and he had long discovered his disgusting behavior.
The matter had nothing to do with him, Niu Xiaotian just pretended not to see it.
Li Fuguang is also lucky. So far, he has not been caught by anyone, and everyone thinks he is an honest and responsible man.
Pass Qingyun Town and enter another rural road.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Niu Xiaotian came to Widow Yang's hometown, Sanwan Village.
The size of the small village is not as large as that of Xingwang Village, and it is further away from Qingyun Town. However, the surrounding mountains are gentle and can be cultivated for private land. Therefore, every family in Sanwan Village has a surplus of food.
There are three large ponds in the south of the village, shaped like crescent moons, hence the name Sanwan Village.
I spoke to Widow Yang on her mobile phone in advance. She had been waiting eagerly at the entrance of the village. When she saw Niu Xiaotian riding a motorcycle, she looked at him in surprise: "Xiaotian, are you rich? Everyone is riding motorcycles."
"I made a little money, but it's not worth mentioning!"
Niu Xiaotian waved his hand and said that reading the fortune of Widow Yang was his famous work and he became famous from then on.
"Alas, I can't go back to Xingwang Village, so I have no choice but to invite you here." Widow Yang sighed.
"Sister, don't ask me to come and sit at home, have a drink of water or something." Niu Xiaotian said.
"Just go, just go!" Widow Yang quickly agreed.
Not seen outside, Widow Yang was sitting on the back of the motorcycle. Her butt was very heavy, causing the motorcycle to tilt backwards.
Heizi suddenly poked his head out of the bag, scaring her so much that she almost gave birth to a baby.
"Xiaotian, where did this bitch come from?"
"I raised it. If you keep it at home, don't worry about it. Just don't touch it."
Niu Xiaotian started the motorcycle, while Widow Li held his waist with one hand and pointed the way with the other hand, and soon she arrived at her natal home.
This is a large brick house with four rooms facing south. There are doors on the east and west sides. The yard is quite clean. Strings of yellow mushrooms hang on a few wooden pillars, and red dried chili peppers hang under the eaves.
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There is also a pastoral dog with mixed black and white hair. When a stranger comes, he jumps up and barks.
Before Widow Li could stop, the guard dog suddenly looked frightened, whined, and hid in the kennel with its tail between its legs.
"Xiaotian, I'm convinced, you have a fairy spirit that makes even animals afraid of you." Widow Yang said sincerely.
"Didn't you eat poisonous mushrooms?"
"Yeah, I'm the one who talks so much, can I fight it myself? Xiaotian, I'm talking nonsense, I can't help you, but you have to help me." Widow Yang really slapped herself twice, and she couldn't even hear a sound.
Yes, just pretending.
"Easy to say!"
This dog is afraid of sunspots and has a natural instinctive reaction. It really has nothing to do with Niu Xiaotian.
Yang Shuimei's parents live on the east side, and her brother, his wife, and his six-year-old nephew live on the west side.
Park the motorcycle, release Heizi, and let him stay in the yard first.
Niu Xiaotian followed Widow Yang into the east room. The two old men were there, inviting the guests to sit down. They were clearly smiling, but they looked uglier than crying.
When a daughter gets married, she cannot have children and kills her husband, which makes her parents ashamed.
The daughter became pregnant inexplicably during her widowhood and ran back to her parents' home to take shelter, which was even more difficult for her parents to accept.
Moreover, we don’t even say whose baby is in the belly!
When her parents beat her to death, she felt ready to jump into the river again.
After Niu Xiaotian had smoked half a cigarette and drank half a cup of strong tea made from ground tea leaves, the old man rubbed his thighs and said, "Xiaotian, Sister Shui said, if you can know whose baby is in your belly, then
Do me a favor!”
"Whoever bullied my daughter, I'm going to fight him forever. What a piece of shit!" the old lady yelled.
"Mom, what are you talking about? What a piece of shit you are, that's my baby's father too." Widow Yang muttered dissatisfied.
"You still have the nerve to say it!" The old lady pointed at Widow Yang bitterly and came up with an idea, "If you want me to say anything, just beat the baby to avoid embarrassment. Just pretend it's nothing and it will be over."
"No, the doctor told me about the pregnancy during the free clinic. Everyone in the village knew about it. Are you saying that there is no such thing?" Widow Yang touched her belly and said stubbornly: "I want to keep it to save my life.
No one cares."
"It makes sense, why don't you die, I'll take care of it for you!" The old lady patted her chest.
"If I die, who will care about you in the future?" Widow Yang pouted towards her brother's house. It would be great if those two guys can fool her!