The appearance of the half-hung Hu Dashun can also be counted in the entire village, not handsome, but ugly. Although his appearance is better than that of Da Suo Zhouzheng, it is not much better, and he is also stunned. Hu Dashun, a half-hanger, was stunned and didn't say anything, but he was not afraid of the stunned Qing, no matter who it was, as long as he angered him, he would toss you to death, even if he can't win you, he will think of a way to toss your wife and children and your belongings, knowing that you are convinced to compensate him, he will give up, otherwise, it will not be over with you. Perhaps because of this, no one in the village dared to provoke him, including a leading figure like Zhao Liuyou, and he was careful not to provoke him on weekdays. Although the half-hung Hu Dashun is not good-looking, and he is a stunned young man who is not afraid of heaven and earth, but once he gets things done, he is careful, and no one in the village can compare with him. People call him half-hanging, not because he is stupid and stupid, but because he looks a little stunned and looks like a half-hanger. So, people jokingly called him half-. Who knew that as soon as this joke started, the name of half-hanger became entangled with him.

Half-hung looks cold, but he has a unique job that seems to be born with him, he didn't vote for any master, he can blow the small trumpet when he picks it up, and after practicing for a few days, he can blow the little trumpet in the house. So, where there is a red and white thing to greet the horn team, there is a horn team to invite him, of course, it is not in vain, the condition is that the half-hung person goes to eighty yuan a day. Eighty yuan a day, half-hung is very hard, holding back his strength, his neck is thick and his face is red, his head is bruised, his cheeks are bulging like two small mountain bubbles, and the little trumpet is blowing loudly in his mouth. played the paragraph where King Tang persuaded his son-in-law in "Hitting the Golden Branch", and "Who said that women are inferior to men" in "Mulan", and then played "Lao Bao Xia Chenzhou". No one knows how he blows, but he can use a small trumpet to blow a human voice, with different thicknesses, majestic and delicate, and each with its own characteristics. When people saw that the half-hung man was playing well, they would shout and slap him, and they shouted for him to play "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix". Half a bowl of hot tea moistened his throat, and as soon as he wiped his mouth, the little trumpet blew out "A Hundred Birds and a Phoenix", and the sounds of various birds were vividly like in his little trumpet. In this way, back and forth, the half-hung son blew out of the famous hall in the ten miles and eight villages, if there is something in someone's family that needs the horn team to make an atmosphere, he will ask the horn team to invite his half-hung Hu Dashun by name, otherwise, the price will be discounted. In order to compete for his half-hung son Hu Dashun, many horn teams competed to increase the honorarium. At the beginning, the trumpet team invited him to half a day for 80 yuan, but now there is a trumpet team for 200 yuan to invite him to half a day. Of course, a half-hung person is not a half-hanger, and whoever gives more money will go with whomever he wants. There was once a master of the county troupe, after listening to a few small trumpets blown by the half-hanger, he was very appreciative, saying that the half-hanger was full of skills and skills, and the fly in the ointment was that the musicality of the half-hanger was still a little bit worse, if after a period of audio-visual training, in the future, a quasi-half-hanger can blow this small trumpet out of the big name. I don't know what the musicality is.,Say that I think it's a way to blow smoothly.。 This master wanted to accept Ban Jiaozi as an apprentice, but Ban Jiaozi said that he didn't want anything, and the master shook his head regretfully and sighed. The half-hanger is still a smooth way to blow, blowing Dongzhuang and Xizhai, especially around the New Year's Festival, that busy, he can hardly see his figure in Wolong Village. It's just that what people don't understand is that he half-baked the backyard of Zhang Lao Donkey's backyard out of the fire, and then he blew back a delicate and pretty woman halfway down.

"Feng Da Niang!" "On this day, after blowing a field in the middle of the hanging, he carried his little horn in one hand and a bag in the other, and he couldn't call it what was famous but it was delicious, and he came back with a look of joy and joy to greet his beautiful woman in the yard, "Look what this is, it's delicious." ”

Although she is already a woman in her thirties, according to the words of the old and young masters in the village, her white and tender skin and flesh still look very moist, and if you pinch it with your hand, you will definitely be able to drip and gush oil. In addition, she is not like other women in the village, who give birth to a baby and shake her two big tits to show off, and walk her tongue from house to house. The pretty woman has white and tender skin, she is good-looking, and her clothes are socks and socks all day long, and she is very clean, very much like a woman who is a cadre of an agency. Many people in the village feel sorry for such a pretty woman, and they married a half-hanger, that is, the fairy grass Ganoderma lucidum was inserted into a puddle of rotten cow. There are also people who say something behind their backs, a pretty woman like her, who is white and tender, can pick sesame seeds from beans to marry, and marry half-hangers in this way, a kind of hidden love in the middle, so she hurriedly didn't choose to marry half-hangers. About touching the half-hung son, it was also the evil fire that fainted, and he picked up a broken shoe as a turtle son without choosing food and cold clothes for hunger. Regardless of what others say, but, since the pretty woman married the half-hanger, the half-hanger is no longer as sloppy as before. Speaking of their days, I am afraid that they are compared with the richest Zhao Liuyou family in the village. The half-hung man can carry the little trumpet that has followed him for more than 20 years to blow some outside, and the pretty woman who came back is also a good manager of the house, so naturally their life is quiet and smooth. Although sometimes I stumble and quarrel, I can't avoid living at home, and my tongue and teeth still have a time to restrain each other.

The pretty woman who came back listened to the half-hung greeting, and was afraid that she would come out of the courtyard with the clothes on her body, so she reached out and took the bag from the half-hanger's hand, and looked back and forth, but still couldn't find anything to do. She looked up and blinked at the half-hearted, smiled and asked, "What is this? ”

"I'm lucky today, I met a God of Wealth, saying that I gave their family an atmosphere today, and gave me two hundred yuan, not to mention, when I was about to leave, I specially brought this bag of things, saying that in the future, if their relatives and neighbors need to trumpet the team, he will come and invite me in person. "I am happy today, the commission of the horn team belongs to the commission of the horn team, plus the other reward of the master today, this day is the income of four hundred yuan," I took this pocket of things, I don't know what it is, I want to ask the owner, and I feel bad face and open my mouth, I know that they are open and suck with a thin tube. I've been thinking that you've been with me for more than ten years, and I'm afraid that I haven't seen this thing yet, so I'm not willing to share it with the people in the horn team, so I have to bring it back for you to taste fresh. ”

The pretty woman blinked twice with her beautiful Danfeng eyes, stared at the half-hung man with a very satisfied smile, took the little horn from the other hand of the half-hanger, and beckoned the half-hanger into the courtyard.

"I can't figure it out today, I've been blowing the field for so many years, and I don't know how many people I've been to, and I've never seen such a rich family. Not only the owner today, but their entire village is very rich, and our village is afraid that it will not be able to catch up with the other people's village in another ten years. Let's just say that the owner I met today, that pomp, Zhao Liuyou in our village, I'm afraid that ten of them can't be worth one. Half-hung into the courtyard, his mouth restlessly told the pretty woman about what he had seen and thought today, and casually took out a few packs of foreign cigarettes from his coat pocket, and said to the pretty woman, "You look at the foreign cigarettes used by other people to entertain guests, I heard that they are all several yuan a pack, do Zhao Liuyou in our village dare to use such foreign cigarettes to entertain guests like this? Don't dare, he Zhao Liuyou doesn't have the confidence to do this." As he spoke, he opened a pack of cigarettes and took one out of his mouth, put it in his mouth, and struck a foreign fire, and then smoked the foreign smoke in his mouth with the flames of the foreign fire, and suddenly, smoke came out of his mouth and nose. He shook off the foreign fire pole in his hand, blinked twice, and continued as if wondering what to do, "In that village, I can't see this thing anymore, and men smoke cigarettes with a lighter that clicks on the blue flame when they press the switch." The cigarette was lit, and as soon as the hand was released, the flame of the lighter was gone. ”

"You see that when you came back this time, why is it different from when you came back before, and when you see a rich man, you are coveted like this?" The pretty woman put down the things in her hand, habitually scalded a bowl of white sugar water for the half-hanger, turned around and looked at the half-hanger as if she was coquettish, and said as if blaming, "What's the matter, it's someone else's mix." Besides, if people can do this, we can do the same. ”

"On the way back, I have been thinking about this, although the days of our family are not short, but they can't be compared with others, including the days of Zhao Liuyou's family in the village, and it is not a day compared to others. The cigarette roll accepted by the half-hung office put it on his mouth and took two more puffs, looked at the pretty woman with a flute and said, "I have figured out one thing, and I want to sum it up with you." ”

"Look at you, the two of you are still talking far away around the bend. If you have anything, you can tell me, and you will sum it up with me. The pretty woman brought the cold and delicious white sugar water to the half-hanger, looked at the half-hanger and said, "No matter what you think about, as long as you don't steal or rob, the idea is right, I will follow your thinking." ”

"It's always a little bit more stable for two people combined. Half-hung took the white sugar water from the pretty woman in the flowers, looked at the pretty woman in the flowers and said.

"That's right. The pretty woman pursed her lips and smiled and nodded to the half-hanger.

"A lot of people dislike my appearance is not enough to put aside the guy, I can't be this evil, and the noisy ticket will also dislike my appearance?" half-hung took a sip of white sugar water, looked up at the pretty woman with a flute heart, and said with some blood as if he was angry, "Ming'er gets up early and goes to the market to buy twenty catties of good pork, and then buys twenty catties of fine fruits and comes back." I don't believe in this evil, he will be an ancestor for eight lifetimes!"

The pretty woman was stunned all of a sudden, what's wrong?

"I can't bear to let the child trap the wolf!" said half-assed, "I met this owner today, do you think that people's money is bent down from the ground to pick it up for nothing? Ming'er prepares these things, I'll go to the owner's house today to ask for advice from others, don't you think?"

She frowned and looked at the half-hung man for a long time, and then asked carefully: "What's wrong with you? What do you want to do? This little trumpet won't blow?"

Half-hung looked at the pretty woman in the flowers, and smiled and told her thoughts to the pretty women in the flowers.

The pretty woman listened to the half-hung plan, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"How can you not blow the trumpet? You can't give up anything to give up the trumpet. Said the pretty woman who looked at the flowers.

"That's right, no matter what, this little horn can still blow some input back to the house. "The pretty woman who is flurry knows very well that in the past ten years, the little horn has blown back the income for the family to make their life in this village passable, if the half-hung man throws away the small horn, it is to throw away a big entry in the family.

"If it weren't for this little trumpet, how could I have married a good woman like you. Half-hung looked at the pretty woman with flowers, and said from the bottom of his heart, "No matter how much you toss in the future, you won't throw this little trumpet." Throwing away the little trumpet, even if it throws you away, is no different from throwing away my life. ”

The pretty woman looked at the half-hung woman tightly for a long time, and she knew that this was the half-hung man who was talking about the heart-wrenching words. However, a stone that has weighed on her heart for more than ten years still makes her feel very uncomfortable. She reached out and grabbed the half-hanger's hand, her body suddenly leaned on the half-hanger, and she blinked and said to the half-hanger: "There is something I have been holding in my heart and wanting to tell you, but I don't know what to say." I knew it was before we got married, and I shouldn't have to worry about it. But women are like this, and they can't tolerate such things in their hearts. You know very well what I did with you in the first place. I just want us to live in peace, and you won't go to Zhang Lao Donkey's house in the future. ”

The half-hung man was dumbfounded all of a sudden, he didn't expect that the pretty woman with flute flowers would say this to him at this time, and suddenly his whole face was as red as drinking pig's blood.

"I've been living with you for more than ten years, and I know how good I am. I thought that if you had me, I wouldn't have anything to do with her anymore, but even though the two of you have only had three times in the past ten years, it has pierced my heart like three knives! You think I don't know, but I know very well. I wanted to have a quarrel with you, but I didn't want others to laugh at it. I've already attracted a lot of jokes with you, and if I quarrel with you again, it will make people laugh at us even more, and we won't be able to show face in this village in the future!"

For a while, he didn't know what he should say, and what did he have to say? If the pretty woman of the flute was replaced by another woman, would she be able to endure her own disappointment in her heart like this? She would probably be so noisy that she would not be able to live in peace! Since the pretty woman who played the flower and the beautiful woman followed him, she was bent on being good to herself, and she also wanted to quit her association with the woman of Zhang Lao Donkey, and she also controlled herself to stop provoking Zhang Lao Donkey's woman during the past ten years. But sometimes I feel sorry for Zhang Lao Donkey's woman, who is also a hard-working woman. In the past ten years, although I have only been in contact with Zhang Lao Donkey's woman three times, I have also failed to live up to my beautiful woman. How much of a grievance did the pretty woman suffer in order to follow her! After the pretty woman followed her, she should not go to the woman of the old donkey again, because she couldn't stand her pretty woman anymore! He turned his face, hugged the pretty woman tightly, and swore an oath: "I can't stand you all these years, it has made you feel aggrieved." If I have that kind of thing in the future, I'll ......" Before he finished his words, he covered the mouth of the pretty woman with a flute at once.

The pretty woman bit her lip in the arms of the quilt and nodded to the half-hanger, and said: "It's good to change it, it's good to change it! In the future, you will toss your toss with your heart, and we will live our lives in peace!"