Chapter 8: Voyeurism
This was true, but Zhang Dengguan was angry.
He slapped the kang, pointed at his wounded face with his other hand, and shouted, "Is it a matter of money and land now?"
"What the hell am I talking about...... This face of mine!"
"I can eat with my ability!!"
"That kid dares to bite my face, that's ruining my food business!
"When the wound on my face heals, it doesn't matter if this little cub has money or not! I, Zhang Dengguan, will also give him some powerful looks, if I don't tear off the whole skin of that kid, I won't be fucking surnamed Zhang!"
Zhang Dengguan's words were quite hard, and the spittle stars were sprayed on Wang Shuzi's face.
Seeing that his dissuasive words didn't have any good effect, but instead arched the fire of his own boss, this Wang Zhuzi's eyes rolled, and he came up with another idea to divert attention.
"If that's the case, it's easy. ”
"When the Chu family takes over the Shao family's land, the kid will always go home, right?"
"During the Chinese New Year, he was the only one who lost his parents, and he definitely couldn't go to his relatives' houses to avoid suspicion. ”
"Let's rush to the third and fourth days of the Lunar New Year, he is alone in the house, we can clean up as much as we want!"
"When the time comes, I'll let him know...... Messed with our brothers. ”
After saying that, the king bolt laughed first.
The mung bean-like eyes narrowed, more like a king eight.
This sentence can be regarded as speaking to Zhang Dengguan's heart, and he smiled proudly, but he was pulled by this large movement.
"Shhh...... It hurts, it hurts!"
"Damn, this donkey-like barefoot doctor, what the hell is it that sticks on my face, why is it getting more and more painful!!"
After speaking, Zhang Dengguan was very irritable and hammered the kang again.
was so shocked that Wang Shuzi shuddered, and instantly remembered that his eldest brother was easily angry when he was injured.
He still wants to rub the warm fire in this lamp official's house tonight, what if he dies in sleep this night, and the people around him go crazy again and are injured by mistake.
Wang Shuzi, who had a black face, blinked his eyes again, and thought of an idea again.
He clapped his hands, as if he remembered something, and gave Zhang Dengguan an idea that could effectively relieve the pain.
"Oh boss, if the painkillers don't work, I think there's only one way to relieve it. ”
Zhang Dengguan was really distracted, and he didn't care about hammering the kang anymore, so he pulled Wang Shuzi and asked, "What's the way?"
The king lowered his voice and pointed his finger in the direction of the east end of the village: "Your own family, under the big banyan tree at the edge of the village...... ...... Cheung Fung "
With just one sentence, the distorted face of the lamp officer stretched back.
It turned into a strange expression that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, which was a kind of ...... The men immediately understood the meaning of obscenity at a glance.
After all, the willpower of the old man is not high, and he can always be easily transferred by the crotch of the pants.
As long as the little brother can be busy, no amount of pain can turn into happiness.
Hearing this, Shao Manchu, who was hiding outside the door, gasped.
Zhang Fengshi?
Isn't this his neighbor across the road, Widow Feng, who just died her husband last year?
Zhang Dengguan's courage is too great, even the distant brothers and wives in his clan...... Dare to hook up?
But after thinking about it carefully, Shao Manchu felt that this matter was ...... It's kind of interesting.
He shook his frozen stiff arm, got out of the stack of firewood, climbed back to the low wall, and ran along the village path in the direction of his house.
It's a bit of a coincidence.
Because the Shao family is an outsider, when they first moved to this village, there were few places in the village to build houses.
The Shao family had no choice but to leave three adobe houses on the east side of the village.
was next to her dead husband and was sent by the clan next to Widow Feng, who lived alone in the east.
In order to avoid suspicion, the two families were separated by a distance of two or three streets, which happened to be separated by a grove at the edge of the village.
The goal of Shao Manchu's trip is very clear.
He wants to stare Zhang Dengguan to death, and he wants to seize his handle and drive this scourge out of the village.
Therefore, when he listened to the persuasion of his younger brother, no matter how heavy the snow was, he couldn't extinguish the lustful Zhang Dengguan who walked out of the house, Shao Manchu, who ran away in advance, had already run back to his home, lit the oil lamp in the house, lit the stove next to the bed, and then untied the oil torch that his father had tied into a bundle, took out one, copied it in his hand, and stood by the window...... Quietly waited.
……
The night was getting darker and darker, but the snow outside the window was gradually stopping.
Shao Manchu walked back and forth around the window twice before he heard a noise on the road outside the house.
In this silent and deserted night, shoes stepped on the snow...... There was a creaking sound......
fluttering ...... into Shao Manchu's ears.
"It's coming!"
Shao Manchu opened a gap in the window, and saw the figure that made him grit his teeth with hatred through the gap.
He stared very carefully, and watched as Zhang Dengguan knocked on the door of Widow Feng's house and was let in, then he turned around, took the fire next to the stove in his arms, and quietly went out of his house with the oil fire.
Shao Manchu was not in a hurry to go to the village to call people.
He walked very slowly, very slowly, and did not dare to make a sound, and quietly touched the door of Widow Feng.
Shao Manchu saw that the gate of the front yard was closed, and then walked in the direction of the backyard.
There is a vegetable garden opened by Widow Feng, in order to plant vegetable seedlings and seedlings for convenience, when the wall was built, the back wall was a little shorter than the main wall.
Shao Manchu should be able to turn over smoothly.
"Brush ......"
When he slipped down from the wall, he saw two shadows reflected in the backyard window.
One shadow had short dog-like hair, and the other shadow combed a hanging bun crookedly, which looked quite normal at the moment, and the two shadows sat on the left and right, separated by a stool.
What's going on?
Zhang Dengguan didn't really come to chat with Widow Feng, right?
Shao Manchu, who was a little uncertain, took a few steps closer, stretched out a finger and licked his finger with his tongue, sewing it according to the not too thick window paper...... I wiped it.
The rice milk on the window paper was not thick, and it was smeared with hot and damp spit...... He made a roll up, and a small crack opened that allowed Shao Manchu to put his eyes on it.
Call......
Shao Manchu just put his face against the window, and there was a smell of sweet and greasy osmanthus oil...... Rushing to the face.
The temperature in the room he peeped in was obviously not high, but it was made slimy by the two people in the bedroom.
Looking through the crack in the window, Widow Feng, who has always liked to wear black and gray and indigo in front of people, was dressed in red at this time.
Some thick lips are also smeared with a layer of red and bright lipstick.
The eyelids that were always drooping and looking at the ground were also raised, and they looked at Zhang Dengguan who was facing away from the window like a small hook, his eyes were full of friendship.