Zhuqing resisted the grain to the market in the town, and then put the grain aside, knowing that the little widow might not have completely accepted the simple friendliness expressed by him as a new neighbor, and he didn't entangle with the little widow much, so he waved his hand and raised his sleeves and left, but there was still such a domineering side leak.

It's just that it's really leaking, and it's leaking.

Zhuqing didn't notice that there were a lot of stains on her shoulders because of the corn bag, but the little widow saw it, so she also knew, so she didn't hesitate, and still kindly pulled Zhuqing.

However, Zhu Qing was a little surprised, he was pulled by the little widow at the corner of his sleeve, and turned back to the face of the clumsy girl who needed to use a little bit of a thirty-degree angle to completely squint, looking at the little widow's dark little face, and a few excited sunspots on her face.

"Anything else?" Zhuqing asked.

The little widow didn't speak, just shook her head and pointed to the back of Zhu Qing, who twisted her neck and glanced at it, but no, the clothes behind her were rubbed against the food like a random painting.

"It's okay, I'll just go buy one later...... I'm sick, I had a cold last night, I have to go get medicine, and now that I'm here, you should be able to handle it yourself, right? Although Zhu Qing was asking, after he finished speaking, he really didn't have the heart and energy to wait for the little widow to answer him, so he left in a hurry.

The little widow glanced at the back of Zhuqing leaving, and her eyes were a little complicated.

"How do you sell this corn?"

A businessman walked over, and Xu Zhicao immediately took back his gaze at Zhuqing.

Zhuqing still remembers that when he was sick when he was a child, his father often took him to the small clinic, a few years later, the small clinic is still there, although the old doctor is a little older, but he seems to be in good spirits, Zhuqing asked the old doctor for some boiling water and medicine.

Although he couldn't get rid of the disease, but after resting, he felt a little better, so he went to the clothing store to buy a new clothes to change, he didn't throw away the old clothes, he bought them not long ago, and now although he has some money, he doesn't feel that he needs to waste endlessly.

After changing his old clothes, Zhuqing began to buy daily necessities on the street, such as quilts, mats, oil, salt, rice, pots, bowls, scoops, basins, stoves, and gas canisters.

It didn't seem like there were many things, but when he bought them, he found that these things could also be piled up into a hill, but fortunately, there were three-wheelers in the town, and Zhuqing found a tricycle to solve the transportation problem he needed to face.

In addition to these, he also bought a lot of planting tools, hoes, shovels, fertilizers, etc.

However, he now has almost zero experience in planting, and he still needs to study it carefully.

The tricycle brought all the things that Zhuqing needed to buy back to the village with the people, and then carried these things back home, Zhuqing was so tired that he was sweating profusely, and his clothes were soaked with sweat.

This time has reached noon, the sun is particularly strong, there is less car horn sound in the countryside, the sound of cicadas is greater, the cicadas all over the mountains and fields are singing one after another, Zhuqing just ate a bowl in a small restaurant in the town, he liked to eat and missed the most when he was a child, and now his stomach is still full, and he doesn't need to trouble at noon, the gas tank and stove he just bought have not been connected, and the kitchen behind has indeed collapsed for most of it, and he also needs to simply build a stove.

"It seems that it will be a long time before we can live well in the house."

He sat in the house resting, there was no electricity, let alone a fan, and the hot summer wind swept in from outside the house like a heat wave, not only did it not bring much temperature, but it took away a lot of the cool temperature in the house.

Don't talk about TVs, computers, washing machines, even simple electricity is still a trouble.

However, there is an internet connection in the village, which was unimaginable ten years ago.

After resting for a while, when it was a little cooler, Zhuqing held on to his still somewhat drowsy brain and began to clean the house, which had not been inhabited for several years, and there was an inch of garbage on the ground.

It was only in the afternoon that he had completely cleaned the house—dumping the last shovel of mud outside, and staring at the sunset, which was already about to fall into the ridge in the distance, and the rice fields at the foot of the mountain were now covered with a layer of afterglow, and the sound of frogs was gradually ringing.

Put the shovel in the house, and then move all the things you bought today into the house, and then, Zhuqing turned around and locked the door that had been replaced, and walked towards the foot of the mountain.

Three of his family's fields are still planted by the Qiao family, and they always have to come back.

Qiao's family is not a good person in the village, it should be a well-known big villain, Qiao's father has been bullying his neighbors and bullying a few years ago, he is a bad temper, if someone provokes his family to go wrong, Qiao's father will double his dedication, because he will repay and his heart is as small as a needle, so he has become an old demon that everyone in the village is jealous of.

There is a piece of land in Zhuqing's house next to Qiao's house, in the early years, when her mother was weeding, she dug an extra hoe and dug in his field, originally Zhuqing's mother had backfilled, but later the old demon knew, and he ran to the house and smashed and beaten, and injured Zhuqing's father, Zhuqing was only three or four years old at that time, and he was not a long-term age, but he firmly remembered this matter deeply.

These old demons are much older and have gained a lot of edge, but his son Qiao Mulin has completely inherited his father's mantle and has become a pest in the dangerous hài village. Compared with his father, Qiao Mulin is even better, stealing chickens and dogs, and bullying is not less, and his prestige has even spread out of the village, and everyone knows that there is a young bastard surnamed Qiao in Huazhu Village.

Qiao Mulin was two years younger than Zhuqing, but the courage can cover the sky, Zhuqing remembers that this little bandit dared to stab people directly in school, and followed the miscellaneous gangsters in society before graduating from junior high school, at the age of 18, he was imprisoned for several years because of robbery, and was released last year, it is said that he met Brother Dao in the county in prison, and now he is mixed up, and when he was in the New Year, he also drove a car back, but the old demon was so happy that the village was promoted, and when he saw people, he said that his son bought a car.

Taking the opportunity of drinking last night, Zhuqing carefully inquired about the arbor forest, and knew a little about the Qiao family, but it was his family's land, not in the middle of the mountain, close to the fields below, although it was not a field, but it was not far away, and it was close to home, so the Qiao family had been planting for several years.

Although the Qiao family is evil, Zhuqing is not afraid.

So Zhuqing came to Qiao's house.

Qiao's house is a three-story small western-style building, the style is more avant-garde in the village, the front of the door is surrounded by an iron fence, you don't need to go in, you can see the courtyard when you stand outside the wall.

This will be Qiao Lao Demon is sitting in the yard listening to the radio, Qiao Mulin is not at home in the county seat, Qiao Lao Demon's wife is estimated to be cooking in the back room, and a pillar of smoke is coming out of the high chimney.

"Uncle Qiao." Zhuqing shouted outside the door.

The old demon Qiao who was lying on the old chair in the courtyard was alarmed by Zhuqing's voice, raised his head and glanced at the young man standing outside the iron fence, he hesitated for a while, but he still got up from the chair and walked to the door, but he walked very slowly, and before he got closer, he spoke in a slow voice and without much friendly rough accent.

"Yesterday afternoon, I saw that you were still a little angry, and those old demon women who didn't die said that there was a handsome guy back in the village, and then Zhao's lame ugly daughter-in-law said that the handsome guy was not his relative, but the boy of the Zhu family came back, you are really the little bastard of the pigs?"

Listening to the old demon's words, Zhu Qing felt that his ears were not moistened, the old demon called his father 'pig' a few years ago, and he hasn't changed his words yet. However, Zhu Qing suppressed his anger and said, "I want to tell you something. ”

"Talking about things? Since it's a door-to-door greeting, this can be regarded as worshipping the ground, why don't I see you bring some gifts, and you come empty-handed, otherwise you are the one who died and your parents are not much educated. People say that if you are a college student, you should be polite if you have culture, but I don't think so, but I don't know if you have read books for so many years, but you have read yourself as a fool and a nerd. ”

Old Demon Qiao seemed to think that his words were funny, so he laughed loudly.

"My family's land, now you are planting, so I came to tell you, starting tomorrow, my family's land, I have to plant." Zhu Qing suppressed the anger of the volcanic eruption, if it weren't for the fact that you were older, Lao Tzu would really want to greet your ancestors for eighteen generations.

"Hey! You're so shameless. You said that if you come back to my house and don't give gifts, it doesn't matter, but you still want my family to give you gifts, are you really stupid to read...... If you don't know the rules, then go back and read more books, no wonder the surname is pig, and when he grows so big, he still doesn't have much memory. ”