Chapter 42: Burying the Lazy Guy Alive

It was Yan Ming, a person who had more than 2,000 years of knowledge than them, and couldn't cry or laugh after seeing the 'plane' pulled by Hu Laoxiao. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

I can't wait to shout Hu Laoxiao's 'big brother'.

The people of his Hu family are really not shocking and endless. This is Yan Ming's judgment to the old Hu family.

I saw that Hu Laoxiao was carrying a rope behind him, and behind the rope was an old hen who had been strangled, and there was a low voice of protest between the dying.

"Teacher, this is my flying chicken, you see." Hu Lao wrote, and without waiting for everyone to stop him, he pulled up the chicken leg and threw it into the sky.

The dying hen flapped her wings in fright after being thrown away by Hu Laoxiao.

Hu Laoxiao took advantage of this opportunity to pull the rope in his hand, turn in circles fiercely, and stir it.

Not to mention, under the pull of his rope, the hen actually flapped her wings in the sky, and under the pull of the rope, she really flew a few times, and then hit her head on the ground and whimpered.

Yan Ming walked up, kicked Hu Laoxiao's buttocks, and scolded with a smile: "Who made you think of this bad move." And Liu Miaomiao, your sheepskin let you tear it off raw, doesn't the sheep hurt? ”

Looking at these two losers, Yan Ming finally felt the importance of ideological and moral lessons.

"My mother said, this old hen will make up for Sister Cui'er, and she is tired of studying every day!" Hu Laoxiao was kicked twice by Yan Ming, and said with a sad face.

"Did your family agree to cut the sheepskins?" Yan Ming asked Liu Miaomiao.

Liu Miaomiao grinned and said, "My father knows not to beat me to death." I am according to what you said, any animal has nerves, as long as his nervous system fails, he can be slaughtered. So I just took a stick and broke my sheep's nervous system first, and then ......."

Yan Ming was no longer in the mood to listen to him.

This group of loser children actually started biological experiments in advance.

Before noon, Liu Miaomiao's house exploded.

Liu Miaomiao's mother said that the house was haunted, and she killed a sheep, not only did she not eat meat, but also stripped off a square piece of sheepskin. This kind of weird thing, isn't it haunted?

The family was clamoring to bury the sheep, saying that it was unclean and unlucky.

provoked the homeless lazy people lying under the big trees in the village to come to watch the excitement, and the stench of their bodies made people pinch their noses.

Yan Ming still had no choice, so he bought the Liu family's sheep for three hundred yuan.

It doesn't take long to die like this, the meat is still fresh, and it can be used to make shabu mutton, or it can be used to make hand-grabbed lamb chops, isn't it a pity to bury it.

The wandering lazy man shook his head helplessly when he saw that Yan Ming had bought the dead sheep.

He also counted on Lao Liu's family to bury the dead sheep, and he would pick them up and eat them.

Back at Hongyan Hall, just in time for the children's running exercise has just ended. Liu Miaomiao saw the dead sheep that Yan Ping was carrying, and asked with a smile: "Teacher, did you buy my sheep?" ”

Yan Ming rolled his eyes and shouted, "Next time it's like this, Lao Tzu-teacher won't buy it." ”

Liu Miaomiao stuck out her tongue and pulled Hu Laoxiao to trot away.

Since this incident, Liu Miaomiao and Hu Laoxiao have become ferromagnetic, the two of them have been in and out of pairs, hooked up and adultered, and seem to have become interested in studying various life forms at the same time.

Unfortunate is the variety of flora and fauna of Maolingtun.

Either someone's field is trampled and crooked, or someone's chicken is inexplicably lame, and someone's dog has lost its tail. What's more, there is a sow that has a hind leg amputated raw.

Even when Lao Hu was herding cattle, he saw rows of bare-footed frogs lying strangely on the grass, lined up in a row. The frightened old Hu thought that he had bumped into a ghost, threw the cow and ran away......

Whenever he heard this kind of rumor, Yan Ming would talk to Hu Laoxiao and Liu Miaomiao.

"You can't just learn the knee reflex and just spoil the frog, can you? Besides, frogs are something that can be eaten, so why don't you bring them back to eat......" Yan Ming said as he spoke, unable to say any more.

However, Liu Miaomiao said sternly: "Teacher, the frog is my experiment. Experiments have already been made, how can you eat them again? ”

"That's inhumane!" Hu Laoxiao also said.

Watching the two stubborn children go further and further down the road of harming creatures, Yan Ming also had a little headache.

"Should I get a doctor to take my two children?" Yan Ming pinched his fingers and calculated, the money he had in hand had almost been spent.

Wait, wait until the tobacco leaves come down and dry them into dry tobacco, and next year you can relieve the worries of those newly moved powerful landlords! And corn, it looks like this year's harvest will be good. The potatoes are also okay, and on that piece of sandy soil, large and facety potatoes should be grown.

Since Liu Che left, Yan Ming knew that his comfortable days in Maoling were coming to an end.

Now in Hongyantang, there is Mr. Huang on the side of the text, which also reassures Yan Ming. He is proficient in everything, and he is sparse in everything, and the children regard Yan Ming as an all-round person, and they look for him in all big and small things.

Even Yan Shan regards Yan Ming as the backbone, and likes to ask him for his opinion on everything.

Yan Ming took square steps and walked on the country road of Maolingtun, feeling tranquil and quiet. A sense of coziness arises. If it weren't for the concerns in later generations, such an ancient life would simply be the idyllic days of the literati's dream, which is enviable.

Under the old trees of Maolingtun, a group of village names are noisy.

Yan Ming saw Liu Miaomiao and Hu Laoxiao also crowding in the crowd from afar, getting in for a while and coming out for a while.

"No, this person is not done, he must be buried, otherwise my whole village will be infected by him and die of the plague." A man with a hoe shouted loudly.

"Yes, Brother Liu is right, it should be buried." A few people chimed in.

"My dad wasn't right. I think there is still salvation for this man! Liu Miaomiao interjected.

But the adults were yelling, and no one paid attention to the little boy's words. The debate continues.

"Teacher, the teacher is here, let the teacher solve this matter." Hu Laoxiao wiped a handful of snot, pulled Liu Miaomiao, and ran to Yan Ming's side.

In peacetime, Liu Miaomiao would never allow Hu Laoxiao to touch his snot and pull his sleeve. But now that the situation is urgent, he can't care about it, and follows Hu Laoxiao to Yan Ming.

"Teacher, the lazy man is sick, and they said he was going to be buried alive." Hu Laoxiao said breathlessly.

"Teacher, you can't bury it alive, last time my rhubarb told me that I was mad, and I was buried alive. When I was buried, I saw the tears of rhubarb - how can a dog that can shed tears be a mad dog? Liu Miaomiao said with a sob.

Yan Ming was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect that these two guys who had harmed the whole tunzi chickens, ducks, pigs and dogs would still have this benevolent state of mind, but they underestimated the two children.

"When you have enough money, you must find a doctor for them. The hearts of these two children are not wasted as doctors. Yan Ming thought secretly, and followed the two to the old ancient tree.

"Young Master Yan is here, let him make up his mind about this matter."

"Mr. Yan is definitely not wrong when he takes the idea. Mr. Yan, this disease must be buried, otherwise the whole tunzi will be finished. Lao Liu said that Yan Ming had an idea, but he still buried Yan Ming alive and guided Yan Ming.

"What, just bury it alive!" Yan Ming muttered in his mouth, squeezed into the crowd, and saw that the lazy man who basked in the sun under the ancient tree on weekdays was now shivering, and his whole body was twitching.

"This is dead, I don't think it's a good sign when I run to our village in the past few days." An old woman chattered.