"Head, the tree has been cut down, we just have to carry it over." Wu Meng has nothing to do at home all day long. He has no skills other than fighting. His father taught him how to be a plasterer under the guidance of his uncle.
Just tell him to get lost and don't enter the gate of Lao Wu's house.
Wu Meng and Qing Wu Yong, another idiot, were known as the second generals of Wujia Village. They were very good at fighting. However, they were both taken under the control of the old guy, the third uncle, and they mixed cement and carried bricks for him obediently.
The reason is that the two guys were dumbfounded. One listened to his father's instructions, and the other listened to his mother's words. The two of them had the word "filial piety" in their hearts, so they didn't go out to live a life. They preferred to do some odd jobs at home and help.
Farming at home.
Only when the idle balls hurt, the two guys wandered around in various markets, doing such ridiculous things as grabbing the big girl's butt and touching the little wife's wife.
These two guys are Jiao Bu Li Meng, and Meng Bu Li Jiao is basically a shameless rogue guy who is very famous in the nearby Shili Sanxiang.
But what this fame brings is that the twenty-four or five-year-old man is still a two-stick man.
"Mengzi, you two are so shameless. It takes two people to carry such a small cedar tree? I can carry two by myself." The third uncle pointed at the two guys and glared at them, not giving a damn.
The faces of these two bastards.
"Didn't they also carry it here?" Wu Yong raised his eyebrows and pointed at another fir tree that was more than twice as big as theirs.
"I'll spit on you, and you'll be able to say such things." The third uncle's eyes were as wide as cow eggs, and he just slapped Wu Yong on the bumpy head.
"How about you don't have someone to pat people with? Don't think that you are our master and you can kill people at will. Brother Yong is a well-known figure. Don't pat me on the head every now and then. If you mess up your hair, old man, you have to pay."
Why can't you pay thousands of cents at a time?" Wu Yong continued to act funny, but was slapped again by his third uncle.
"Hurry up and carry the biggest and longest fir tree over. Laugh, laugh, laugh with a hammer. Wu Meng, you too. Either carry the second largest one, or carry one on each shoulder.
If you are still lingering here, you will have your morning snack." The third uncle hurriedly scolded people, taking the employer's money, he had to work decently.
"I'm going too. I can't help here. You can still do hard work." Wu Li greeted his third uncle and followed Wu Yong and the four of them towards the hill to the west.
Go over the hill, cross the floodway, then walk along the water bank and turn into a bay with a small cedar forest inside.
A dozen fir trees have been placed in the forest, and the branches and tails have been chopped off. You can just pick them up, put them on your shoulders, and carry them around.
Wu Li chose a larger one and hugged it. Based on his usual experience, a freshly cut wet tree like this must weigh more than two hundred kilograms. Someone would need help to put the tree on his shoulders.
But when I put my hands in and tried to lift it up, I almost missed my waist.
Is this tree too light? It looks like it has been dried in the sun. It seems that it is not very heavy.
Wu Li tried to find the balance point. He squatted, lifted and lowered the tree, and the tree was on his shoulders.
Ignoring the two gangsters who were fighting with the two big trees with their teeth bared, these two guys deserved it. Wu Li carried the tree and walked back.
After a while, I passed the two guys who were walking ahead, exited the bend, crossed the spillway, and walked along the hill path towards the dam.
"Wu Li is a little too strong, isn't he? That tree root is not much smaller than the one we are lifting, isn't it hollow?" This guy has a sinister look on his face, is thin and small, and talks like a baby.
He paused for a moment, his eyes and tail hairs twirled and twitched, and he was very happy.
"Please, monkey, can you hurry up? I'm going to have trouble with my head." The tall slender man behind the treetop shouted to the thin man in front, urging the thin man in front to move faster.
On a mountain trail, it is easier for two people to lift a missing tree than it is for one person. The trail is winding and often gets stuck between trees, so it is not as convenient for two people to adjust the direction as it is for one person. The road is not very long, so two people
I sweated a lot.
I can only blame their small bodies for not being able to carry a tree weighing more than 200 kilograms. But today, when Uncle San opened his mouth, two people were tasked with carrying a tree. If I had known, I wouldn't be able to carry it today.
It's time to rush to help.
These two people deserve it. They all know that Wu Li's food is delicious. Yesterday, these two guys used a lot of tricks to get the two places besides the second general Xiangha. They thought it was just a job of digging the foundation and picking up the soil.
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Unexpectedly, this is not the job of carrying wood. It is really not the job they should do.
The two of them had just crossed the floodway, and Wu Li had already climbed over the hillside and headed down.
"Monkey, bean sprouts, do you want me to help carry them over?" Wu Li saw that these two guys were sweating profusely, and they could be called wet men, so he was ready to help them.
"Stop, aren't you slapping my buddy in the face? This little tree was carried over so smoothly. Right, bean sprouts." The monkey stopped in front and winked and said a few words. He was so tired that he gasped for air and didn't forget to turn around.
Let me first ask about the bean sprouts at the back.
Unfortunately, I was carrying the tree on my shoulders and couldn't turn my head halfway, and almost threw the tree down.
Douya grew up and said proudly, "Of course it is necessary."
Wu Li saw that they were holding on, so he didn't delay his journey anymore. There were still about ten roots in the forest, and he still had to make several trips.
As soon as they turned the corner, they saw Wu Yong and Wu Meng lying on the weeds like dead dogs, gasping for air.
"Hey, what are these two doing? You're acting like a real person. You can use this trick in any place." Wu Li and these two guys have been playing together since they were young. They always add "idiom" to every word when they speak, so
Call anyone you want.
"Fox, if you don't believe me, brother, you can try it yourself. This paralyzed tree weighs more than three hundred kilograms and has many heads. It's good if I can carry it. I can still get here. I have tried my best. I'm afraid I can't even use bullets now.
I can't fly anymore." Wu Meng said it in a very exaggerated way, but the performance was so perfect that it seemed real.
Wu Yong also said, "I feel the same." This guy was even more disgusting, as if he didn't even have the strength to speak.
"Are you mistaken? The one I had just now wasn't much smaller, and it didn't feel heavy. If it wasn't hard to carry, it wouldn't be a problem to have one on one shoulder, right?" Wu Li was purely attacking these two guys, not irritating them.
If he gets excited, he will be paralyzed here for a long time without getting up.
Sure enough, the effect was very obvious. Wu Meng jumped up and said, "Fox, don't be arrogant. With your small body, if you can carry one stick, I will call you brother. If you can carry two sticks without being crushed, I will fall down."
I will be willing to call you Second Uncle from now on."
"Go to hell with the second uncle. If you see me in the future, you will come by seniority. You call me brother, brother, but I am two generations ahead of you." Wu Li's seniority in the village is neither high nor low. He belongs to the second wife.
, Wu Meng and Wu Yong belong to the eldest family. They are two generations younger than Wu Li, so they are the grandsons of Wu Li.
"I'm going to throw away the stinky duck eggs. As long as you can carry it, my brothers will dare to call you grandpa. If you can't carry it, you will have to call us grandpa in the future. Fox, do you dare to bet?"