Sanmao was working in his own land that day. The land bordered Hua Bo's land and was only a short distance away. When they were bored on weekdays, they could still gossip about ridiculous people in the deserted village, such as Aunt Hua. And this

The weather was just right, and Shaoqiu stayed in the fields. However, Uncle Hua was very unkind to Shaoqiu. It seemed that if Shaoqiu existed in the world, he would not be able to die well while he was alive, as if they were sworn enemies.

Hua Bo is very optimistic about San Mao. His pure character and excellent style are rare in deserted villages. It is not an exaggeration to say that he only comes out once in five hundred years. San Mao is not very fond of Hua Bo, although he knows that he is a good person.

This is because he wants to introduce his daughter to himself, but firstly, Xiaohua is not very good, and secondly, he has a wife. Due to his narrow-mindedness, he can only tolerate such a woman for a while, so he is very enthusiastic about Uncle Hua.

I was quite bored when I visited.

On Shaoqiu's side, while hoeing the ground, he watched Hua Bo communicate with Sanmao from time to time, chatting all over the world. But when they talked about Shaoqiu, they were silent to each other, and someone even spat. In this regard, Shao Qiu

Qiu Yi couldn't do anything, so he had to plant his own land first, and then find a woman when he got rich.

Rumors about Sanmao's seriousness gradually spread in the deserted village. When women passed by him, they would often play tricks on him, either pretending that they could not walk, and asking Sanmao to carry them back, or say that they were

The cow was lost deep in the mountains, and she wanted Sanmao to help her find it. Of course, Sanmao was a very kind person, and there was no reason to refuse people's requests. However, deep in the mountains, women often had to deal with them.

After laughing, even worse, he even did something shameful, such as peeing in front of Sanmao...

Although Sanmao tried his best to avoid this, and even regretted that he should not have helped people go to the mountains to find cattle, but the matter had come to this point, and he had no choice but to do so. Moreover, because he had lost his words, this was inevitable for Sanmao.

Calling it a disaster, I lost all interest in life for a while. As time went by, I gradually lost the lofty ambitions of the past, and all I could do was dig some food in the fields.

While working on the mountain that day, Sanmao saw a man approaching. Although he didn't recognize the man, he still hit him when he passed by, which made Sanmao make a big fool of himself. And Sanmao was beaten.

Not fighting back was quite rare in Hua Bo's opinion, and he secretly gave it a thumbs up in his heart.

Seeing that Sanmao was beaten with a bruised nose and face for no reason on the mountain, I was a little sad for a moment. However, Uncle Hua knows some herbal medicine. At that time, he pounded some messy things and applied it on the wound. Although the effect was not known, it could at least bring him closer.

His relationship with Sanmao. Otherwise, Sanmao would not treat him no matter what.

One day, Hua Bo saw that the sky was sunny and it was a good day for work. How could he not go out of the house at this time? So he went out of the house and went up the mountain. Before going out, Hua Bo specially asked Xiao Hua

, although the day is quite sunny, you should still put your raincoat up the mountain to prevent yourself from being drenched by the heavy rain.

"Dad, isn't it raining?" Xiaohua was quite confused, "As for sending the heavy raincoat up the mountain?"

"You can just send it to me if I ask you to. Why talk so much?" Hua Bo scolded.

On a sunny day, Xiao Hua sent her coir raincoat up the mountain, and Uncle Hua looked at Xiao Hua, who was sweating profusely, walking up the mountain. He was very happy for a moment. No, he wanted Xiao Hua to go talk to Sanmao. At that time, Shaoqiu

Standing in his own field, he was very angry when he saw Uncle Hua like this. However, Sanmao was famous in the deserted village for his toughness. If Shaoqiu, a scholar, really wanted to fight with him, he would not be beaten.

Death? But here, the government doesn't care, it seems that only the King of Hell is in charge.

At this time, for some unknown reason, maybe it was a coincidence, it really started to rain, and Uncle Hua and his daughter were staying in the heavy rain, leaving their coir raincoats unused. Uncle Hua looked at the three-haired raincoats.

While working in the rain, I asked Xiaohua to send her coir raincoat, but Xiaohua was a girl at heart and was a little shy, so she didn't dare to go. Uncle Hua then got angry and said she was useless.

When Xiaohua heard her father telling her to go, she felt that she would be sorry to her father if she didn't go, so she walked to Sanmao in the rain and put the coir raincoat on him. This really made Sanmao happy.

Mao was very grateful. Compared with how the people in Lu Zhen treated him, this father and daughter could not be more kind to him.

Shaoqiu was also staying in the heavy rain at this time. No one was taking shelter from the rain. How could he take shelter from the rain? What would Uncle Hua think of him then? What's more, Xiaohua was also staying on the mountain at this time, and he couldn't be on his own for a while.

He was a coward in front of a woman, so he just carried it. He couldn't just go and take shelter from the rain.

But when he saw Xiaohua giving the coir raincoat to Sanmao, Shaoqiu couldn't figure it out. How could the relationship that had lasted for so many years not be as good as Sanmao's glance at her? For a moment, he no longer had the energy to work.

, then he sat down in the field, tears and rainwater flowing down continuously. When he looked at the little flower, although he kept looking at himself and even wanted to put the coir raincoat on himself, his father was there.

, Xiaohua, how dare you do this?

The howling of the wind and the torrential rain made Shaoqiu sit on the ground for a while. His physical discomfort made him unable to work. How could he do the work well now that he was sick?

He kept coughing in the field, and Hua Bo didn't want to hear Shaoqiu's cough. At this time, he felt it was too noisy, so he grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground and stuffed it into his ears, regardless of whether the dirt was dirty or not.

Are there any bacteria?

Not long ago, Shaoqiu's sick body was struck by lightning. Now it was quite difficult to work. Otherwise, such a small job would not be difficult for him.

Then he coughed even more violently. He had already covered his ears with a handful of mud, but he could still hear it. This made Uncle Hua very angry, so he quietly walked forward without listening to Xiao Hua.

He came up to Shaoqiu and yelled, "Can you lower your voice?"

Hearing Uncle Hua roaring like this, Shaoqiu was afraid that he would hit someone, so he didn't dare to cough for a while. He just suppressed it, really afraid of disturbing him. Shaoqiu's coughing couldn't be heard, and the rain became even more crazy.

For a while, Uncle Hua no longer cared about Shaoqiu's uncontrollable cough and concentrated on hoeing the ground.

At this time, Uncle Hua was so tyrannical that he seemed not to be afraid of anything. He insisted on hoeing the ground on a rainy day, so Shaoqiu had no choice but to let go. But for the sake of Xiao Hua, he could never let go, and suffering so much was nothing.

He had no choice but to hoe the fields in the mountains in the heavy rain. He could not sneak back. Otherwise, would Xiaohua still be his woman? Uncle Hua must have given up on Shaoqiu because he was too lazy to eat, and instead gave up his daughter Xiaohua.

Just marry some second-rate guy.

All I could do was brave the heavy rain and work in the mountains. Although I couldn't kill the weeds if I hoeed on a rainy day, it was quite shameful in a deserted village to be accused of eating too much and being lazy. Shaoqiu hoeed for a while.

The earth cannot be hoeed anymore, and we cannot go back now. We have to fight against fate here, otherwise what else can we do?

At this time, Uncle Hua actually walked up to Sanmaozhi. Worried that he would catch cold, he took off his soaked coat and put it on Sanmaozhi. But he stood shirtless in the heavy rain. Fortunately, he

, his body is really strong, he is not sick, and his strength is quite considerable, he can easily carry a stone weighing several hundred kilograms.

"Thank you, uncle." Sanmao could only express his gratitude to Uncle Hua for his enthusiasm. But for the little flower standing next to him, Sanmao could not like him anyway, because he did not like anyone at this time.
Chapter completed!