"For God's sake, why is there anyone in that place?"
Mr. Shu was so shocked that he no longer cared about holding the baby and ran towards the beach without even thinking about it.
When people around him saw him, they quickly put down their heavy objects and stepped forward to help.
The person who fell into the water was a middle-aged man about thirty years old, with a gentle and fair appearance. Of course, it is possible that he was soaked in water.
Wearing black clothes and black shoes, his belly is as bulging as a toad's. He must have drank a lot of water.
A group of people worked together to drag the man up from the shallow water, and stretched out their hands to check whether he was still breathing.
The village chief tried to press it, but he only heard the sound of water, but no vomiting was seen. He was a little worried for a moment, "This is not possible, we have to find a way to help him release the water from his stomach, otherwise he will burst to death."
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"How about we lift him up and weigh him head down?" Shu Mingli suggested, his hand already on the man's leg as he spoke.
At this time, Hei Dazhuang, who was several times slower to react, suddenly rushed over and pushed Shu Mingli away with his butt. He threw himself in front of the man and cried like an unweaned baby.
"Sir, I know you feel sorry for me, but no matter how distressed you are, you can't jump into the sea for me!
Woo hoo, I have rough skin and thick flesh, and I am blessed with great fortune. Even if I fall into the sea, I will be fine. Can you compare with me?"
While Hei Dazhuang was crying, he hugged the man's shoulders and shook him vigorously. When he shook the water in the man's stomach, there was a splash.
After dozens of clatters, the man was woken up by the clatter. Without opening his eyes, an evil dragon sprayed water first: "Pfft——"
A belly full of seawater sprayed all over his big face.
After Hei Dazhuang was stunned for three seconds, he put the man who had narrowly escaped into his arms and cried even harder.
"Sir, it's great that you can wake up, wuwu... I wouldn't be alive if you couldn't wake up!
Sir! Sir, why don't you speak? Sir, are you too happy to see me?"
Shu Mingli: "If you hold me tighter, your adults may not be able to speak for the rest of their lives..."
"Ah?" Hei Dazhuang was stunned for a moment. After he came to his senses, he quickly let go, lowered his head, and tremblingly asked the man who was already rolling his eyes: "Sir, are you okay?"
The man concentrated and gave him a slap with all his strength, "Get out of here!"
With such an unreliable subordinate, he was really unlucky for eight lifetimes!
After shouting those four powerful words, the man fainted again.
Hei Dazhuang shook his shoulders, opened his mouth, and wanted to cry. Mrs. Shu took out a piece of dry food that could kill someone and stuffed it into his mouth.
"Stop crying. If you cry for a while, no one will die. You will cry to death."
Hei Dazhuang chewed the dry food, with tears still in his eyes, and asked the old lady aggrievedly: "Auntie, you must be angry with me, what should I do?"
Listening to his "pretentious" tone, many curse words came to Mrs. Shu's throat, and she clenched her fists to suppress them.
Finally, the old lady forced out a kind smile and asked Hei Dazhuang: "You can wait until he wakes up to talk about the angry things. Why don't you tell us where your elders work?"
Just by listening to him shouting "Master", they must have an idea of who he is.
Wouldn't it be embarrassing if we were just an adult cooking fires in the back kitchen of the government office again?
Hei Dazhuang swallowed the dry food fiercely and stretched his neck because of the choking. "My lord is working in Qiongzhou. Didn't I tell you yesterday?"
"I'm asking about the official." Mrs. Shu added.
Hei Dazhuang looked confused, "What official? I don't know what official he is, anyway, people call him Mr. Zhizhou."
"Master Zhizhou?! Did I hear you correctly?" Mrs. Shu plucked her ears twice with her fingers and leaned in front of Hei Dazhuang. "Tell me again, what official is your master?"
"Zhi, Lord Zhizhou..." Hei Dazhuang was a little panicked. Is there anything wrong with this official position?
Mrs. Shu suddenly slapped her thigh and laughed out loud.
God, she has lived for decades and has never even seen a county magistrate. The man in front of her is actually a magistrate who is much better than the county magistrate?
Awesome, awesome!
Others were also in a state of elation, feeling like they were going to heaven.
Lord Zhizhou, who saved Qiongzhou, is still worried about not being able to get a mansion?
Not only luxury houses, but also big fish and meat, good wine and good food, etc., don’t they all have to be shown?
Others are getting worse and worse as they flee the famine, and they even accidentally end up hugging the golden thigh. Wow, that’s so cool!
The village chief's grin became wider and wider, he stretched his neck and laughed like a goose, "Don't just stand there stupidly, quickly lift our golden thigh, no, Mr. Zhizhou, onto the donkey cart. Be gentle and don't knock it."
Touching each other."
More than a dozen men swarmed forward, and three people had to lift just one arm. He was so slow that he couldn't touch anyone, so he could only help carry a corner of his clothes.
As soon as everyone carefully put the man on the donkey cart, the man vomited seawater again and woke up.
Hei Dazhuang has sharp eyes. As soon as the person opened his eyes, he pounced on him with a cry, "Sir, you finally woke up..."
"Get out!" The man interrupted his cry without mercy.
"Oh." Hei Dazhuang lowered his head and stepped aside.
The village chief quickly took advantage of the opportunity and stepped forward, "Mr. Zhizhou, are you feeling uncomfortable? If you feel uncomfortable, just tell the people. The people know how to massage their backs and can help you at any time."
Shu Changshun on the side pricked up his ears, "Dad, when did you learn to massage your back? Why didn't I know about it?"
The village chief turned around and gave him one word: "Get out!"
After yelling, his face changed for a second, and he looked at the man with a smile, "Master Zhizhou, ordinary people can do anything, so you must not be polite."
The man licked his dry lips and lost the momentum of scolding Hei Da Zhuang. He said feebly: "I'm thirsty, can you give me some water?"
"Of course... If any of you have water that you haven't drunk before, bring it over quickly!" The village chief turned to the villagers and shouted.
As soon as she finished speaking, Yan Yan handed over her water bottle and said, "Drink Yan Yan's water. Sugar is added to Yan Yan's water. It's sweet."
The man only heard the sound but didn't see anyone. He supported the car board and stood up before he saw the kettle held in front of him. There was also a pair of rabbit ears carved out of wood on the lid of the kettle, which was very elegant.
Behind the kettle is a pair of big black eyes, like purple grapes that have just been washed by water, showing a sense of intelligence.
Yan Yan waited for a long time but didn't see him pick up the kettle. She stood on tiptoes again and tried hard to put the rabbit ears in front of him. At the same time, she urged: "Uncle Zhizhou, hurry up and get the kettle, Yan Yan can't lift it anymore!"
The man took the kettle from her hand and smiled, "Little girl, my surname is Lin, you can call me Uncle Lin."
Yan Yan held the edge of the car with both hands and stared at him eagerly, "Uncle Lin, please try to see if my sugar water tastes good."
Lin Changyu unscrewed the lid of the rabbit cup and took a sip. It was sweet but sour, with a hint of hawthorn acid. The taste was better than he thought.
Xiaotuanzi couldn't wait to ask: "Does it taste good?"
Lin Changyu nodded, "It's delicious, hawthorn brown sugar drink. This is my first time to drink it."
"My grandma made it. She is amazing. She can cook anything delicious." Xiaotuanzi smiled and rolled his eyes, and the aura hidden in his eyes seemed to flow out along with the crescent arc.