"Why can't I come and have a feast? Ah? Why? I'm not from Wangjia Village? You bastards, without our family, would you still be alive to have a feast now?
Go ahead and eat your shit!
Your lives belong to me, why don’t you let me eat?"
The slovenly man with yellow teeth that I met at the entrance of the village suddenly appeared out of nowhere, smelling of alcohol, shouting, staggering towards the table in front of him, and walked quickly over, amidst the screams of a group of people.
, he raised his hand and overturned the entire table.
"Wang Er, what are you talking about! Today is the day when the eldest son of the patriarch's family is getting married. Are you crazy?"
"Did you drink too much Erliang Huangtang? Get him out quickly. This Sangmenxing will be fine."
Wang Er listened to these words, turned his head with red eyes, sprayed water and shouted in the direction of the voice, "Who are you talking about? Who are you talking about? Who are you talking about? If it hadn't been for my eldest brother, you idiots would still be here.
Do you have land? Who do you think loses his star?
Now you enjoy the popular food and drink the spicy food, but you don’t have my share? It’s a shame!”
As soon as Wang Er made a fuss, the people who were sitting at the table could no longer sit still. Wang Er saw an empty stool and sat down on it without saying a word.
He had just smelled the aroma of meat being cooked in the yard, and he was so greedy that he couldn't even sit still, so he reached for the bowl of marinated water.
He grabbed a handful and stuffed it into his mouth.
The clan leader had a banquet today. Several tables were set up in the house and several tables in the yard. He had just greeted the guests in the house and didn't pay attention to the outside. Now he heard the noise and was informed by someone, so he hurried out.
When he saw that a table in the yard had been overturned, the people who were eating happily were all standing there looking at Wang Er. The patriarch blew his beard angrily and said to his other two sons: "You idiots, what are you still doing in a daze?"
, drag him out and send him home. If you continue to make trouble with your eldest brother, why don’t you handle the marriage?"
The two sons of the patriarch rolled up their sleeves and stepped forward to drag Wang Er away.
Wang Er had been drinking before he came here. Now he sat down on the stool and grabbed someone's cup. He drank another big cup. He was so drunk that he was not clear-headed and was very strong.
The patriarch's two sons stepped forward to pull him up, but instead of pulling him up, one of them was pushed by Wang Er.
"What shame do you have to push me? If you ask me, you should go to my house every day and give me two roast chickens to thank me..."
Several other men in the village couldn't stand it, so they simply rolled up their sleeves and joined in.
Wang Er was just trying to get drunk, and now he was pushed and shoved by several strong men from the village. He was so frightened that he was half drunk.
When he was sober, he would definitely not dare to come to the patriarch's house to cause trouble. Just now he came here in a daze without knowing what was going on, because the smell of meat was so alluring.
Wang Er glared fiercely at Su Luo and the others who were standing in the corner watching. While being chased out by several men like crazy dogs, he wanted to save some face for himself. He turned his head and saw what was outside the door.
Small bamboo.
Wang Er immediately found the steps.
"Son of a bitch, how much money have I spent to feed you? What's the point of feeding you? You white-eyed wolf, if you don't earn a penny back for me, you just want to eat and drink from me. I won't beat you to death."
Half drunk and half awake, Wang Er did not need to chase away the strong men in the village. He rushed towards the small bamboo with his feet, his eyes were scarlet, and he ferociously and fiercely picked up a pole placed at the door, without any head or face.
Just smoke it.
"Stop him!" The clan leader hurriedly ran out, shouting as he ran, "Little Zhuzi, run!"
If it were normal, Xiao Zhuzi would have been able to dodge it. He had been beaten so many times over the years that he would have gained experience a long time ago. He was no longer the kind of person who only knew how to cry but not run when he was a child.
But today is different from usual.
Next to him stood a child who had just given him half a bowl of rice.
He was afraid that Wang Eryi would come over with the pole and whip the child inaccurately. Xiao Zhuzi subconsciously pushed Su Zimu away instead of running away.
Seeing Su Zimu at the door, Su Luo was so frightened that her hands became cold, and she rushed out. As soon as she took a step forward, she felt a gust of wind blowing past her ears.
"It's okay, I'm here."
Xiao Yu seemed to have said the next sentence and it seemed that she was hallucinating.
Anyway, by the time Su Luo reacted, Xiao Yu had already flown into the air, stepped on the wall and landed outside the courtyard. Just in sight of the gate, Xiao Yu picked up Su Zimu.
When Xiao Yu turned back and reached out to pull out the pole, in a flash of lightning, the pole fell down without any bias.
Xiao Zhuzi stood there, and the pole whipped up hard on his head.
"ah!"
I don’t know who screamed out first with a shrill voice.
"Bleeding!"
"The little bamboo head was broken."
Wang Er just wanted to scare Xiao Zhuzi. Once Xiao Zhuzi ran away, he would chase after him, and that would be the end of it.
He never expected that this debt collector didn't run away.
The moment the pole hit Xiao Zhuzi's head, Wang Er was completely sober from the wine. Seeing the blood coming out, the blood was so red that it was hard to open his eyes. Wang Er threw the pole to the ground and took a step back.
, and looked at the person next to him in panic.
"It doesn't matter what I do, he doesn't hide it, and it has nothing to do with me."
Xiao Zhuzi watched helplessly as the child who was given half a bowl of rice was picked up by his brother Xiao. Before he could recover, he was hit on the head. He felt like the world was spinning and something warm flowed onto his neck.
Strange.
How could he feel warm even though he was wearing single clothes?
Xiao Zhuzi reached out to touch his neck in shock and felt a handful of blood.
He was stunned for a moment, then smiled again.
Blood... If he is going to die, let him die. Once he dies, he won't be hungry, cold or in pain.
Xiao Zhuzi had never experienced this feeling before. He only felt that his vision became blurry, his ears seemed to be broken, and he could not hear clearly. He seemed to be really dead and could not feel anything.
It turns out that death is more comfortable than living.
The only regret...
He didn't take another look at the child who gave him half a bowl of rice.
"Why are you still standing there in a daze? Send Xiao Zhuzi to the medicine hall quickly. He will be killed if he delays any longer!" The clan leader rushed out from the crowd, slapped Wang Er in the face and pushed him.
Wang Er was excited, glanced at the little bamboo lying in a ball on the ground, and scratched his neck, "What kind of medicine hall are you going to? I have no money!"
"This is your brother's only child. Why are you so hard-hearted? You can't just watch the child die. You were the one who beat him!" The patriarch gritted his teeth and glared at him.
It was a good marriage, but it ended in blood.
It's really bad luck for eight lifetimes.
Wang Er stared, obviously feeling guilty, but he said unforgivingly, "My brother's only child, then you should pay for it. My brother died to save you back then, and now you have to watch helplessly
His only child died? Do you have any conscience?
Besides, I don’t have a car at home, so I can just take it to the medicine hall. Can any of you pull out the mule cart and lend it to me?”