The vegetable stall of the seven old men is next to the pig killer Liu Yishui.

This is the careful thinking of the seven old men. Those who cut meat sometimes stop by his vegetable stalls.

Liu Yishui is not tall, and his whole body is round, like a winter melon. A big disc face, but with a pair of mouse eyes. The eyes were small but fierce, and it is said that the wildest pigs would tremble at the sight of his rat eyes.

Liu Yishui, a bad stomach, his crooked intestines are full of some ghost ideas, and his mouth is full of some strange words. Especially when I see those beautiful women, those rat eyes will reveal a knife-like light, and I want to dig a hole in someone's clothes. The women called him Liu Badshui.

It's almost the New Year, and there are a lot of people buying meat and vegetables. Now there are not many people who grow vegetables in the village, and many people who come back from work go to the street to buy vegetables to eat. The vegetables of the seven old men are well grown, and there are many people who buy them.

The seven old men want to take advantage of the New Year to sell the vegetables in the field as much as possible, and as soon as the workers leave after the New Year, those vegetables will not be easy to sell. As soon as the weather is warm in spring, those vegetables will watch the moss bloom, and then the only thing to feed the pigs will be.

Liu Yishui killed two pigs today, and sold them for more money at the end of the year.

It was still early, and there were not many people rushing to the market. Liu Yishui tucked his hands into his sleeves and shrunk his big head into the collar of the greasy down jacket.

The two of them said hello and said a few jokes, waiting for customers to come and visit.

The sun was approaching noon, and the people in the streets were almost scattered.

Liu Yishui's pork is only one leg left. The seven old men's dishes were left with a small half.

The seven old men frowned, squatting on the side of the road and smoking leaf cigarettes.

Liu Yishui glanced at the seven old men and couldn't help laughing: "Seven old men, look at your unlucky appearance, you went out and stepped on the **** this morning." ”

The seventh old man was already unhappy in his heart, and replied coldly: "Lao Tzu passed by your door this morning and stepped on your Lao Tzu's." ”

"Old fellow, get on fire." Liu Yishui is not angry, his old man has been dead for many years, "You said that this seventh old lady has been dead for more than two years, your body is so good, you press the bed board at night, right?" I'm afraid that the pillow will make your old gun burst, right? ”

The stonemasons talk a lot, and the butchers talk a lot. This old and young man speaks a little unobstructed.

"Lao Tzu doesn't press the bed board, press your mother. Your Lao Tzu has been dead for many years, and your mother is also empty, so it is better to let your mother live with Lao Tzu. The seven old men got a bargain on their lips, and their hearts became happy.

Liu Yishui, the son of the turtle, sent it to the door for Lao Tzu to scold! Lao Tzu scolded people for 300 sentences without repetition.

"The old immortal, take advantage of me, believe it or not, I will take a knife and cut off your two taels of meat." Liu Yishui was about to pull the pants of the seven old men with a knife.

"Liu Bad Water, cut the meat!" A crisp woman's voice with a melodious trill.

Liu Yishui turned his head, and the pair of small mouse eyes shone excitedly: "Yo, high pole, beauty, you said you want that piece of meat, or I will take this piece of meat from the seven old men home and feed it to the dogs, I'm afraid that your dogs won't eat it." ”

The stilt is the wife of the bouncing car driver's tooth dog. The people of Sichuan called the tractor a bouncing car, because the car was always loud and jumping like a rabbit.

The wife of the tooth dog is tall, and she is also tall, and her two long legs are particularly conspicuous among those women in Sichuan. Everyone called her a stilt.

The tooth dog has been driving a tractor for many years, and the family has some money, so this high pole is a little like to dress up. Her dress can be said to lead the trend of Checheshan women.

Gao Shan wore a pair of black leather pants and a pair of brown high heels today, which made her long legs even more slender.

Liu Yishui's eyes looked at her legs.

Gao Jiao also felt Liu Yishui's obscene eyes, and she deliberately shook her long legs. Hmph, this Liu Bad Water, the old lady can't see it, and I'm hungry for you!

"You see that what you have left is not good, the old lady has given you a bag, you see how much a pound is." The tall pole is as shrewd as his man's tooth dog.

"I'll round you up, ten dollars a catty. If you are too little, my brother will buy one and get one free, and even someone will give it to you, anyway, my brother has been idle in the past two days. Liu Yishui was happy and wanted to sell out quickly and go home.

"What does the old lady want you to use for a turtle son, throw it in the pot and stew it, and throw it on the ground and the dog won't gnaw it." The tall pole reached out to pinch the fat on Liu Yishui's face, "You hurry up for the old lady, you pick out those stick bones." ”

"You pay attention to the impact a little, in broad daylight, don't touch it." Liu Yishui said this in his mouth, but leaned his body in a greasy down jacket to his chest.

The high pole pushed him: "The old lady disciplines her son, who dares to say anything!" ”

Liu Yishui looked at the seven old men with an evil smile, he didn't dare to be too presumptuous, and quickly put the remaining pork on the meat selling board, and neatly removed those big bones.

The fallen scraps attracted a few dogs roaming the streets. The dogs scramble for scraps of meat under the board.

"Go, get out of the way." Liu Yishui impatiently took the back of the knife to knock those dogs.

The dogs barked and ran aside. They still refused to leave, looking at the fallen meat scraps with greedy eyes, looking for an opportunity to come up and take another bite.

Only one puppy was still squatting under the board, fighting against the back of Liu Yishui's knife, and he wanted to eat a bite.

The dog was thin and weak, and his hair was dirty and sticky to his body.

When the seven old men saw that the dog seemed to be the reincarnation of a starving ghost, a trace of pity arose in their hearts. The seven old men remembered their childhood, when they lacked food and clothing, and at that time they felt hungry all day long, and if the clouds in the sky could be caught, the seven old men could chew and eat in their mouths. Several of the older brothers and sisters above the seven old men died because of hunger before they grew up.

The puppy's fur was pitch black, with only a snow-white clump on the top of its head.

The seven old men knew that this was a filial dog.

The black-haired dog has a clump of white hair, just like wearing filial piety flowers to a dead person. The people of Kawanaka believe that this is unlucky, and such dogs will be thrown away by their owners.

It is not up to the dog to decide what kind of hair it wants to grow, just because it grows the wrong hair, it is considered unlucky, and it will face the fate of being abandoned and disliked.

This filial dog should not have eaten enough for several days, seeing that it is so weak that its legs are unstable, and it has to struggle to grab a bite of food, and he is not even afraid of Liu Yishui's bright ******.

This poor little thing, in order to live, so desperate.

"This nasty thing, unlucky filial dog." The puppy rubbed around Liu Yishui's feet, completely angering Liu Yishui.

Liu Yishui grabbed the puppy and was about to fall to the ground when he lifted it.

Liu Yishui's fat fingers pinched the puppy's neck tightly, its four legs kicked straight, and a pair of dark eyes looked at the seven old men, and the seven old men's hearts trembled.

"Oh, Liu Yishui, this is a big New Year, you accumulate some virtue, don't fall it to death." After all, Gao Shan is soft-hearted as a woman, and hurriedly stops Liu Yishui.

The puppy also seemed to feel the impending doom, barking mournfully, and his calf kept kicking Liu Yishui's hand. A stream of yellow liquid squirted out from his stomach and sprayed it on Liu Yishui's face.

"Liu Badshui, your baby didn't wash her face this morning, she can't even stand this little dog, so she wants to wash your face." The stilt smiled and leaned back and smiled.

The others on the street laughed too.

Although Liu Yishui is a rude butcher, he is also a person who mixes the streets, and he feels a little unable to get off the stage at this moment, so he throws the puppy to the ground.

The seventh old man felt a tightness in his heart, and the puppy's dark eyes were still blinking in his heart.

The seven old men stretched out their legs.

The puppy fell on the foot of the seven old men wearing woolen shoes.

Liu Yishui really sincerely wanted the life of this puppy, and he used that strength really ruthlessly.

The seven old men and the puppy all barked at the same time.

The puppy rolled on the ground, rolled to the side of the seven old men's vegetable baskets, and barked, his eyes still fixed on the minced meat on the ground. It's really a guy who doesn't care about eating and dying.

The seven old men jumped twice while covering their feet, and scolded in their mouths: "Liu Yishui, you are going to waste Lao Tzu's feet." ”

The seven old men picked up the puppy, and the puppy trembled, it seemed that it was scared of being beaten.

The seven old men patted the puppy's head, and the puppy stretched out its warm little tongue to lick the seven old men's hands.

This little pathetic! The Seven Old Men felt their whole hearts melt.

"Seven old men, this is a filial dog, you have to keep it, it's unlucky." Seeing that the seven old men seemed to have the intention to take in the dog, they hurriedly persuaded him.

"What kind of filial dog, big and small is a life. It's okay to keep it, and you can help me look after the yard. "The seven old men rubbed the puppy's hair.

The puppy seemed to have not received such love for a long time, and whined, rubbing his head against the hand of the seventh old man.

"Keep it, keep it for you to wear filial piety, and send you to the end!" Liu Yishui's anger in his heart has not disappeared, and he said viciously.