Ugly Orange carried a basket of washed clothes and walked up the path, which was the closest to her house, and she could reach the west end of the village without going around the village.

As the dull thunder grew louder and louder, the ugly orange quickened his pace, but halfway down the road was blocked by a carriage.

The mothers-in-law and aunts who left earlier also stopped them, and they estimated that there were quilts drying in the yard, and there was already a little rain and stars at this time, and they were in a hurry to stomp their feet.

The ugly orange is also a little anxious, this morning she saw that the sun was good, so she moved the futon out to dry, this time it will be called wet, how can you cover it at night!

Before she went out at noon, Wang said that she wanted to go back to the house to sleep for a lazy afternoon, as long as her mother fell asleep, she would not wake up from thunder!

The ugly orange turned his head to look behind him, the more anxious he became, and if he walked back at this time, he would have to go around in a big circle!

She frowned irritably, wiped away the new drops of rain on her face, and walked to the side to look ahead.

The carriage blocking their way was not the cart used by the villagers to camel things, but the kind of cart that large families sat on when they went out, with two wooden doors in front of it, and the workmanship was fine.

Ugly Orange took a closer look, and the whole wheel on the left side of the carriage was stuck in a big pit and could not get out, and the big carriage was just halfway across the road, and the tail of the horse was just next to the dirt slope at the foot of the mountain on both sides, blocking the road to death.

The big pit was on the side of the road, in fact, it was okay to avoid it, and the ugly orange pondered that Xu was the thunder just now, which startled the horse pulling the cart, and it was trapped in it.

The trail she walked was at the foot of the mountain, and she turned a corner to the west of the village, which was narrow and partial, and she didn't usually walk much, and the road was not compacted, with a pit in the east and a mud puddle in the west.

The coachman turned his back to them, and was supposed to be a young man, who was clutching the reins in one hand and trying to soothe the frightened horse.

The ugly orange looked at the big carriage, and the red and brown horse pulling the cart was also big, and it was moving restlessly at this time, and the mothers-in-law in front of her wanted to go around and squeeze over, but when they saw the big horse, they snorted impatiently, afraid that the horse would be kicked and retracted.

There are many poor households in Nanmian Village, there are only a few families with livestock, what old cattle, female mules, all are some docile livestock, where have they seen such a strong and sturdy horse, it is inevitable that they will be frightened.

Those mothers-in-law didn't dare to step forward, so they moved their mouths and shouted, "Oh, who are you still not leaving, don't get in the way!" There was a large crowd of people waiting behind us to get over. ”

"That's it, it's going to rain this day, aren't you delaying things, hurry up!"

“…… I said don't just drag it, pump it on the horse's belly! ”

"yes, if you can't do it, kick it with your foot, and kick it the back of the belly, and see if you can go-"

As if he understood, the red-brown horse shook his ears, hissed and hissed, and looked back at the shouting mothers-in-law, who suddenly fell silent.

The ugly orange tugged at the corners of his mouth, these few really don't have a backache when they stand and talk, the red and brown horses are good horses at a glance, and the big families choose to pull the cart are all expensive, and they also say that they kick with whips and kicks, and who is the one who kicks the bad ones.

She sighed helplessly, put down the basket and put it aside, turned around to look around, looked for two stones, and grabbed one in one hand and went to the carriage.

After a while, when the coachman had calmed the red and brown horse, the ugly orange leaned over, and she looked at the wheel that was stuck in the pit, and said to the coachman without raising her head, "Big brother, you hold the horse first, and I will put a stone in the pit, and then you can drive the horse forward." ”

When he had finished speaking, he crouched down, placed the stone in front of the wheel in the pit, and pressed it into the dirt to fix it.

"Okay, big brother, catch up with your horse and go up here." Seeing that everything was done, the ugly orange clapped her hands and straightened up, urging the coachman to hurry away, she still had to go home to collect the mattress.

The coachman looked at the ugly orange, and saw that she had helped to lay the stones, and the corners of his mouth seemed to thank him, but then he looked at the car and was a little embarrassed.

At this time, a few more drops of rain fell, and the ugly orange looked up at the sky, and there was no time to grind, "Big brother, don't pestle, hurry up and set up a horse and leave, or it will rain heavily in a while, and none of us will be able to walk." ”

When the coachman heard this, he answered, walked to the other end of the carriage, and said something into the small wooden window, as if to invite the people inside.

The whole wheel of the carriage had sunk into the pit, and the carriage itself was large, and the people sitting in it were even heavier.

If you want to get out, you have to rely on the strength of the horse in front of the car, and if you do too much, you will overturn if you are not careful.

At this time, the coachman went to ask the people in the car to get off, and the whole car was lighter, and the horses were not so hard.

The ugly orange thought so, and suddenly heard something coming out of the carriage, saying that it was muddy on the ground, and it was inevitable that the shoes and socks would be wet when he got out of the car, so he asked the coachman to be careful and get on the horse and walk.

The coachman hurriedly spoke, but he couldn't point to the point, only that their car had blocked the road, and that they were going to pull the car aside, and the people behind were still waiting for miles.

At this time, a crisp female voice came out of the carriage, listening to the voice of a little girl, but the tone was very tricky, quite unreasonable.

"Just wait! This road belongs to this village, my grandfather's carriage is stuck on the road of this village, and the people in their village should wait, who made their village road so small! ”

The ugly orange raised his eyes and looked at this finely made van car, which was a rich family, rich in wealth, surrounded by expensive silk and covered everything tightly, and it was not a little popular.

The mothers-in-law and aunts in the village were far away, and they didn't hear this, and they didn't dare to say anything about the rich people who took care of the car owner, but now they were all impatient to wait, and they all urged them to open one by one.

Seeing that there was a stalemate here, the ugly orange rolled his eyes, retreated to the middle of the group of mothers-in-law, and said two sentences in a timely manner, such as "This carriage is blocked on the road and delays things, so let's just get on and drag the carriage up together", and "There are all passers-by, who remembers who walks through this area" and the like.

Those mothers-in-law and aunts were worried about the clothes and mattresses in the yard, and they wanted to go back early, where would they pay attention to who said this, but they just thought it was feasible and advantageous, and they all stepped forward one by one.

The owner of the car didn't get out of the car, and the driver was embarrassed, and he was even more startled when he saw so many mothers-in-law gathering, and hurriedly stopped in front of him.

The mothers-in-law and aunts were babbling, and two of them reached out to pull the reins of the carriage, and the coachman was anxious, "Ouch, the eldest sisters, I can't make it ......."

The ugly orange was a little sympathetic to this person, and taking advantage of the chaos, she said a word, which was also said to the people in the car.

"There's no one in your carriage, we'll help you pull the horse out, and if it rolls over in a while, we'll help you get up."

When the driver heard this, he was dragging the car again, overturning the car, and he was in a hurry to get on, "No, no, I, I have a car and a ......."

"Wait!"