The dusk in the countryside is very charming, and the villagers of Xiaonan Village, who have done farm work for a day, are in groups of three, and a group of five carry their tired bodies back to the village with farm tools.

Zhao Xiaoliang was woken up by the people passing by the gate of the courtyard in a daze, and he had been thinking about how to expose Lin Erjun's matter just now, so he stared.

Wow, wow, wow, and the clanging of farm tools, even the dead have to be awakened.

"Damn, if you have money in the future, you must change places to live."

Zhao Xiaoliang complained and sat up, rubbed his eyes and looked out the window.

Zhang Cuihua and Tian Dalai were also in the flow of people. Zhao Xiaoliang, who was sitting on the kang, caught Zhang Cuihua with a smile on her face at a glance, "Why is this woman so happy?" It's like I've picked up some kind of treasure. Zhao Xiaoliang muttered.

"Grandma's, it's time to eat again."

Zhao Xiaoliang's stomach suddenly gurgled, and the two pancakes he ate at noon had long been digested.

Every time he eats, he is very worried, because there is really nothing to eat at home, and the old tunes are eggplant, potatoes and cucumbers, no matter how you make them, they are vegetarian, and you can't see any meat.

Zhao Xiaoliang suddenly remembered the fish of the second stunned family, and couldn't help but swallow a few mouthfuls of saliva.

"Forget it, let's be vegetarian."

Zhao Xiaoliang lazily got off the kang to answer his stomach.

After eating and drinking, Zhao Xiaoliang took a cold shower in the courtyard son, and then was blown by the breeze, as if he was being caressed by a woman's hand, which was called comfortable.

After having fun for a while, Zhao Xiaoliang sat on the stone pier in the courtyard wearing a big trouser and thought for a while.

I beat the second army, and this kid can't tell the big army when he goes back, hey.......

Zhao Xiaoliang remembered the incident of fighting the second army in the morning, and couldn't help but remind him of the guy Da Junzi who talked about ten miles and eight villages, this is not a joke, Da Junzi can do anything.

Zhao Xiaoliang felt that the roots of his hair were a little numb when he thought about it, and his body was still trembling.

"Damn, what's the matter, it's a big deal, it's a big deal, I really don't believe that his army dares to kill me."

Zhao Xiaoliang muttered, got up and entered the house, and plunged onto the kang, but immediately raised his head and grinned, as if he had been put on the ground.

"Grandma, it's really stuffing your teeth with cold saliva, and you're also making trouble."

Zhao Xiaoliang picked up a string of broken beads from the pillow and shook it in front of his eyes, wondering very much, how could this inconspicuous-looking string of broken beads suddenly appear on the pillow?

Zhao Xiaoliang summed it up, then he didn't take it seriously and lay down again, and easily put the string of broken beads on his wrist, not to mention, it was very comfortable.

When it comes to Zhao Xiaoliang's string of broken beads, I will say a word here, this string of broken beads is very inconspicuous as he said, even if it is thrown on the road, no one will be willing to pick it up. Maybe babies are like this, many strange magic weapons are like this, the appearance is inconspicuous but in fact there is a mystery inside.

Zhao Xiaoliang's string of broken beads has a total of nine, round and slippery as the size of a glass ball, and the beads are turbid gray, and they are a little faded if you look closely.

Originally, Zhao Xiaoliang had wanted to lose it a long time ago, if it weren't for his father who said before he died, "This string of broken beads was given by a high monk, it is a priceless treasure, don't lose it." "Maybe he was thrown into the dung pit by Zhao Xiaoliang.

The people in the village said that his family had a family heirloom, and it was from here that he came from.

I don't know how long it took to be in a daze, Zhao Xiaoliang's face was kissed by a mosquito, he was awake, and he was not sleepy at all, Zhao Xiaoliang complained, "This damn mosquito, what are you doing kissing me, see if I don't light mosquito coils to kill you for a while,"

Zhao Xiaoliang did what he said, took out less than half a plate of mosquito coils and lit them, and put them on the edge of the kang, probably because the mosquito coils were damp, emitting a choking smell, the mosquitoes were not smoked to death, but Zhao Xiaoliang was smoked and coughed vigorously, he looked at the burning mosquito coil and hesitated, and felt a little pity to extinguish it, if you don't extinguish it, you really can't stand the smell. After the last day, I had to go out of the house, and I couldn't sleep anyway.

Zhao Xiaoliang went to the courtyard again, at this moment, it was already a bright moon, the stars were sparsely dotted in the night sky, and the moon was bright and the stars were sparse. A trace of evening breeze with the unique fragrance of the countryside blew leisurely on Zhao Xiaoliang's face.

Zhao Xiaoliang took a sip hard, and then spit it out, feeling cool for a while.

"Oh no, not sleepy."

Zhao Xiaoliang muttered, sat down on the stone pier again, raised his face and stared blankly at the full moon the size of the basin, the soft silver light sprinkled lightly on Zhao Xiaoliang's body, and there were irregular cricket barks and intermittent dog barking in and out of the courtyard.

Hearing this, Zhao Xiaoliang was a little upset, he took a while, and now it must be at least eleven or twelve o'clock, because there are almost no people in the village who have lights on.

I don't know why, Zhao Xiaoliang suddenly had goosebumps all over his body, and he also beat a spirit, and his hair was still a little numb and crispy.

Zhao Xiaoliang got up and wanted to go back to the house, but he didn't take two steps and stopped again, and he came to pee.

"Grandma's, there's a lot going on."

Zhao Xiaoliang walked to the root of the wall, took out Xiao Xiaoliang and urinated, and made a fuss for a while, just when he lifted his pants and turned around to enter the house, he felt a cool breeze on the back of his neck.

"Mom! Ghost blowing wind. ”

Zhao Xiaoliang was trembling, exclaimed, and then touched the back of his neck, and his heart beat a drum.

In the middle of the night, an evil wind came coldly, which was really strange and scary.

Zhao Xiaoliang, who turned around, looked at the root of the wall where he was peeing just now, and suddenly, a pale face appeared on the wall, and he smiled at him.

"My mother, ......, ghost, ......."

Zhao Xiaoliang was so frightened that he screamed, and then picked up a large brick from the ground, which was about to be patted.

"Stinky boy, why are you still filming your aunt? Take a good look at who I am. ”

Well? This、Isn't this Zhang Cuihua's voice?

Zhao Xiaoliang, who was about to fly bricks, was shocked when he heard that it was Zhang Cuihua's voice, and he hurriedly put away his hand, but there were still a lot of cold sweat beads on his body.

Zhao Xiaoliang, who threw away the bricks, walked over, "Aunt Cuihua, it's you, why did you come to scare me without sleeping in the middle of the night, I was almost scared to death by you just now." ”

"Stinky boy, I'm not almost hit by your bricks, it's not as bold as an old lady...... you're a big man."

Zhang Cuihua said and climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard.