Xiaomei's two fingers strained, and he saw that the porcelain piece in his hand slowly turned into powder. The onlookers cheered, marveled, and applauded. Xiaomei's man clasped his fists and saluted. Then another woman came up, not tall, with a dark complexion, and delicate eyebrows, talking in Sichuan dialect.

Her next performance was a person stepping on a balloon, only to see the woman use a steamer to inflate the balloon, and then go up lightly, looking free. Some viewers wanted to try it but broke it at the touch of a button, and people were amazed again and again.

The Xiaomei man then performed [Iron Finger Gong], holding a red brick in his hand and drilling through the brick with his index finger. The woman took a large plastic basin and began to collect money.

After the two of them left, they packed up with laughter and went back to the small hotel where they were temporarily staying.

After the man returned to the village, he told Xiaomei about it, Xiaomei felt awkward, and then the man came back and Xiaomei asked if there was a woman outside. Xiaomei's man squeaked and didn't admit it, and later he was beaten to death and stopped talking.

Xiaomei was heartbroken and hated this negative man. There has been no news of the man for more than half a year, the man's whereabouts are uncertain, and mobile phones have not been popularized at that time, only Bp machines. Only a few people have a "big brother" like a half-brick.

As she spoke, Xiaomei shed tears, and then she lay on the table and cried silently. I looked at Xiaomei anxiously, "Sister Mei, don't be like this, let people see it, I, I ......''."

"I'm afraid of being implicated, right, I'm afraid of tarnishing your reputation? You can't afford it when I feel bad, you are still a gentleman in the village!'' Xiaomei raised her head and wiped her tears with a look of resentment.

I was speechless for a while, but I didn't think that Xiaomei, who was usually beautiful in the village, also had so many hardships in her heart.

Seeing that I was blushing and bowing my head silently, Xiaomei came over and said with a smile: "Yong, silly brother, don't blame me." I can only tell you what I have in my heart, don't go to my heart.....''' I felt like I had nothing to do, and I didn't know what to do. A woman's heart is a needle!

Xiaomei put her hand around my neck and suddenly kissed me on the forehead, this sudden action made my blood go up to my head at once. Usually Xiaomei walks around the village with a medicine box on her back and sees her figure, and I have an inexplicable impulse. But then I felt so shameless when I thought about it, so I kept suppressing it in my heart.

At this time, my dry firewood was ignited by Xiaomei's "hot fire" all at once. Suddenly, my body changed, and in the early autumn season, I was still wearing single clothes. I was half-lying and half-lying on the cot, unable to roll over or cover up.

Xiaomei unintentionally saw my change, her face turned red, and she poked my head with her fingers, "Stinky boy, what do you want? Be careful that I will prick you with a needle and cure you honestly!"

I was embarrassed to get up, "I, I...... That ......''.

"Okay, Sensei explain, you're twenty-two, it's time to marry a daughter-in-law, is there a match in the village? I'll run an errand for you!"

"No, really no, my mother said a few days ago that there was a Mengjiazhuang, and the woman was an open-mouthed. When people inquired, they thought our family was poor and didn't respond. ''

"Yes, I thought Xiaolian was very interesting to you that day, why don't you master it well?"

"Xiaolian, I have always been my own sister, and I have taken care of her since I was a child. Never thought about it!''

"You treat others as sisters, but people may not treat you as brothers. Don't let down Xiaolian's infatuation!''

"I, I really don't, I don't feel that way......'' I'm a little anxious and blush.

Xiaomei giggled when she saw me hurrying like that, "It's okay if it's okay, as for hurrying like that, you really can't find a partner, don't think your sister is five years older than you, come to me!"

"I don't dare, you have a family and a room, I'm active and active!" I smiled mischievously.

"Sister also teases you. To be serious, I heard my grandfather say that Xiaolian's father made a fortune once back then. Xiaomei diverted the topic and said.

"What's going on?'" I asked, curiously.

It turned out that the village carried out land leveling that year, and the above called on the graves of no matter whose family to move unconditionally, and those who did not move were leveled on the spot.

Coincidentally, Xiaolian's father Deshun was assigned a piece of land with a grave, which may be due to the age, perhaps because there is no one for the descendants, or it may be that the descendants have left the country and lived in other places for a long time. In short, no one recognized it, and Lin Xiangyi, the village chief at that time, decided to level it. The grave is not big, and the little lotus father who opened the grave was dumbfounded. That's magnificent!

The arch of the blue bricks of Yishui is quite strong. White plaster seams, complex structure. Xiaolian's father used a hard-mouthed pickaxe for a morning to open a gap, and shone it in with a flashlight, and the coffin was very rotten. Obviously, it is a very old tomb of a large family.

Little Lian's father was snickering for a while, maybe there would be some valuable burial goods in the grave, and when he could get the green bricks into it, he jumped into the grave and lifted the coffin with a pickaxe. Strange to say, it was a cloudy day that day, and not long after Little Lotus jumped in, rolling dark clouds drifted from the northwest.

Suddenly there was wind and rain, lightning and thunder. One by one, the thunder exploded in the air. The lightning shone brightly, as if it were about to tear the sky apart, the rain whipped the earth violently, and the dust flew and the wind raged. Little Lian's father hurriedly climbed out of the grave, looked around, and saw a shack in the ground to see watermelons. As soon as he entered the shack, a string of fireballs followed him.

The thunder resounded again and again, and the fireball dispersed instantly as soon as the wind blew, and disappeared with the thunder in a circle not far from the shack. Little Lian's father Deshun was terrified and trembled.

After the rain, Deshun walked out of the shack, and everywhere the fireball went, it was black and charred. Deshun was very afraid, and if he was a little slow to dodge, he was afraid that he would have been struck by lightning. Could it be that God is warning me not to pick up people's graves?

After the rain passed, his mind also made a struggle. Knowing that the grave robbery will cut off his children and grandchildren, there may be valuable antiquities in the tomb that are tempting him. He thought about it for a moment, if the dead ghost really had a soul to take revenge, let him take revenge on the village chief Lin Xiangyi. He was the one who had to make the grave clear.

He was emboldened again to dig the grave, and there was a lot of rain in the grave, so he dug a pit beside the grave, drained the water, and opened the rotten coffin with a pickaxe. In addition to the shroud that melts when you see the wind, it is white bones. Deshun slashed randomly, put the money under the white bones, seven pieces of ocean, and pulled out the two jades that the white bones held in his hands and in his mouth. Then, the bricks of the grave were also brought home.

The bricks did not dare to build the house, for fear that something evil would happen, so they built a pigsty. Deshun got a windfall, and not only did his life not mix, but his family was no longer peaceful.