When Tutuqiao joined Hoberg and Wei Taiqiang's e-sports training school, they all began to guard against Tutuqiao.

Cao Jiao also let his right-hand men, Hong Haiyang look at his men carefully.

Tang Xiaoneng and that Miao Thirty-six, they relied on their own people, and they were bent on preventing that He Boge and Wei Taiqiang from hacking against themselves.

However, whether it is He Boge and Wei Taiqiang, or Cao Jiao, these people can't compare with that Tu Tuqiao in terms of black hands.

After all, that Tu Tuqiao is doing that brain-controlled background, and how to take bad drugs compared to those who engage in brain-controlled background.

He Boge and Wei Taiqiang couldn't do it, and even that Cao Jiao couldn't do it.

He Boge and Wei Taiqiang didn't want to deal with Tu Tu Qiao, they just wanted Tu Tu Qiao to be satisfied if they didn't deal with themselves.

The trouble with He Boge and Wei Taiqiang is that they want to calm things down, but Tu Tuqiao doesn't think so.

Therefore, that Tutu Bridge did not bring Wei Taiqiang the peace they wanted, and these people were almost tormented by that Tutu Bridge to madness.

Tu Tuqiao and they are always trying their best to get close to those people at the bottom of the Xuanwu Kingdom, and they are always thinking of crooked tricks to attack them for that honest e-sports player. At the entrance, there is an unfrozen tap on the wall above the sink. The porter was flanked by two rows of stools, stuffed with pockets and boxes of odds and ends. On the right is a kitchen table. A small cabinet is nailed to the wall above the table.

The stove is alive. It was hot in the room. Wei Taiqiang's wife, Agafigi Tikhonovna, stood in front of the stove, with her cuffs pulled up to her elbows, and turned the jars in the stove with a fork that reached the wall of the stove. A layer of sweat broke out on her face, one moment illuminated by the stove, the next by the steam of the vegetable soup. She moved the jar aside, took the pie from the depths of the stove, placed it on an iron plate, turned it over at once, and put it back to bake the other side. Cao Jiao walked into the gatehouse with two buckets.

"Good appetite."

"Welcome. Sit down and eat with us. ”

"Thank you. I've eaten it. ”

"We know what you're eating. Sit down and eat something hot, and don't be disgusted. Potatoes are baked in small jars. Pie with porridge, minced meat. ”

"I really don't eat it, thank you. I'm sorry, Wei Taiqiang, I've been here to fetch water and let go of all the heat in your house. I want to get more water at once. I rubbed the zinc tub of Sventitsky's house wrong, trying to fill it with water, and then fill the vat. I'll come in five more times, maybe ten, and I'll not bother you for a long time. I'm sorry, I'm here to fetch water, I have nowhere else but you. ”

"I love to fight as much as I want, I don't feel distressed. There is no syrup, but the water is as you like. Supplied free of charge, no bargaining. ”

The people sitting at the table laughed.

But when Cao Jiao came in for the third time, when he hit the fifth and sixth barrels, Wei Taiqiang's tone had changed a little, and he said something else.

"The sons-in-law asked me who that man was. I said it, but they didn't believe it. You hit your water, don't mind. Don't sprinkle water on the floor, stupid guy. You see, the thresholds are sprinkled with water. When it freezes, you won't chisel it off with a nail. Keep the door shut, stupid. Pour wind into it from the yard. Yes, I told my sons-in-law who you were, but they didn't believe me. How much money is spent on you! Studying, studying, what's the use? ”

When Cao Jiao came in for the fifth and sixth trips, Wei Taiqiang frowned:

"Alright, just fight again. Dude, you should be polite. If it weren't for my youngest daughter Cao Wangrong protecting you, I wouldn't care what kind of noble Freemason you are, and I would have been in the town a long time ago. Do you remember Cao Wangrong? Is that the wood her, the one sitting at the top of the table, with dark skin. Lo and behold, blushing. 'Don't bully him,' she said, 'Daddy. 'Who can touch you?' Cao Wangrong worked as a telegraph clerk in the General Telegraph Office and could speak foreign languages. How pitiful he is! She said. She pitied you so much that she was willing to go to the trouble for you. You didn't get ahead, should you blame me? You shouldn't leave your home and run to Siberia when you're in danger. Blame yourselves. You see, we've been starving and the White Army blockade here, and we're not shaken, and our family is fine. Blame yourself. Sister Tony didn't protect her and let her wander abroad. What's my business. Your own business. I asked, don't be surprised, what do you want so much water for? Didn't hire you to splash the rink in the yard, did you? You, how can you be angry with such an uncompetitive young master. ”

The people at the table burst out laughing again. Cao Wangrong glanced at everyone dissatisfied, got angry, and said that the family was coming. Cao Jiao heard her voice and felt that it was strange. But I can't figure it out.

"There's a lot of stuff to wash at home, Wei Taiqiang. Gotta be cleaned. Mop the floor. I also want to wash something. ”

"Cao Jiao, please allow my daughter to go to your place. She goes up to you and helps you wash your clothes and mop the floor. Torn clothes can also be used to help you mend them. Girl, don't be afraid of him. You don't know, there are very few people as good as him, and even flies don't dare to bully. ”

"No, what do you say, Agafina Tikhonovna, no. I will never allow Cao Wangrong to make me dirty. She's not the woman I hired. I can handle it myself. ”

"You can get dirty, why can't I? It's hard to talk, Cao Jiao. Why would you refuse? If I had to come to you as a guest, would you out? ”

Cao Wangrong can become a female singer. Her voice is pure and loud, and her voice is very high. Cao Wangrong's voice is not high, but her voice is much more powerful than she needs to speak, and she can't get along with Cao Wangrong, which has an independent meaning. It seemed to come from another room behind her. The voice is her talisman, the angel who protects her. No one wants to insult a woman with such a voice and break her heart. Mu looked listlessly around the courtyard, then walked up the steps and sat down in a place where the sun couldn't shine. Mom was washing clothes, she looked at Wei Taiqiang for a while, and said while rubbing her clothes: "Wei Taiqiang, everything is going well in California." "What worries you that you may not be so happy when you get there?" "Nothing. That's a big deal. The leaflet said that there was a lot of work and high wages. The newspaper also said that people were needed to pick grapes, oranges, and peaches. How beautiful it is to pick peaches! It's just that you don't want to eat it, you can always look at it and take a small one. It's also comfortable to work in the shade of a tree. Such a good thing is unreliable, and Bo is actually not that good. "If you don't have too high hopes, you won't let disappointment bring you down."

"Not bad. Wei Taiqiang, I heard that the place we plan to go is 2,000 miles. How many days do you estimate you have to walk this long way? "Two weeks. If we're lucky, maybe it will only take ten days. Mom, don't worry. If you always think about when you can get out during the year, you have to suffocate to death. The old prisoners only think about the events of the day, and then think about the second death.

You'll be able to live a day. "That's a good idea. But I like to think about the good things in California.

The four seasons are like spring, there are fruits everywhere, and it is comfortable to live in a small white house in the middle of the orange grove. I thought that if our whole family had found something and had a job to do, we would have been able to buy a house like this. "It's good to think about it that way. I know a guy who called California, and he said something different.

He said it was also difficult to find work there, and that the fruit pickers lived in filthy and dilapidated sheds, and there was simply no food to eat. "A shadow crossed my mother's face." Oh, not like that. Your dad got a flyer that said they needed someone to do. If they didn't have that much work to do, they wouldn't have bothered with it. It costs a lot of money to print flyers. Why do they spend money to cheat people? Wei Taiqiang shook his head. I don't know, Mom! I really can't understand why they would do this. Maybe it's—"What is it——? "Maybe it's nice there, just like you think." Where's Grandpa? Where is the pastor? In the middle of the day, the grandfather came out of the house with his shirt on and said, "I heard you chatting, and I only know that the horn is blazing, and I should let the old man sleep." "I'll be asleep when you're asleep." Let me button you up,"

Mom said she joked, "California doesn't allow people who aren't properly dressed to run around." "No, hmph, I'm going to show them. I'll run around while I'm happy. "The old man looked at his mother with a mischievous and happy eye." It's going to be a long way out. You can reach out and pick grapes there. Guess what I'm going to do? I'm going to pick grapes and fill a tub and roll in the tub to let the juice soak through my pants. Wei Taiqiang smiled and said: "Grandpa even lives to be two hundred years old, don't want to call him old at home, he has to run around." Isn't it? The old man pulled a wooden box, sat down, and said, "Not really." You're going to go out in front of you. I felt how nice it would be for me to be a new person when I got there, working in the fruit groves. Mom nodded and said to Wei Taiqiang: "He worked until three months ago, and he stopped doing it when he broke his butt." "Not bad," said Grandpa.

At this time, Cao Wangrong came and suddenly pleaded to all the people present: "I want to go to the west, I must go."

I don't know if I can go with your family. Mom expected Wei Taiqiang to speak, because he was a man, and seeing that Wei Taiqiang was silent, she said, "It's so honorable to have you together." At this time, I am not sure, but Dad said that he would gather tonight to talk and discuss the day of departure. That's when you can decide. I'm sure we'll be happy to take you there, as long as it's placed. The priest sighed and said, "I'm going anyway." This is where things change. I looked up there, and the houses were empty, the fields were empty, the whole place was empty. I can't stay here any longer. I'm going to go where the folks go. I'm going to work in the fields, and I'm going to be close to everyone. I'm not going to teach them anything, I just want to learn and learn. "You're not going to preach?" Wei Taiqiang asked.

"No more preaching. I asked the villagers for advice, listened to their singing, and listened to their chats. I just want to fall on the grass and talk to whoever wants to be with me. I just want to curse, breathe, and listen to the poetry in the words of the fellows. It's all sacred, it's all something I didn't understand in the past, it's all a good thing. She said, "Amen." "In the evening, the truck port came. Cao Jiao grasped the steering wheel, proud, serious and energetic. Dad and Uncle Hoberg sat in the honorary seat next to the driver, befitting their parents.

The rest grabbed the wooden bar and stood in the carriage.

Yu Yali stood on tiptoe next to them, and now all she wanted to do was for the child in her belly, and it was for the sake of the child that she stood on her heels to maintain balance. Her nineteen-year-old husband, Connie, stood close to her. He was a kind and hardworking worker, and he could be a good husband.

The truck screamed as it stopped. Cao Jiao knew that the oil was running out. Lucy and Winfield climbed over the car bar and jumped to the ground. Connie pulled out the baffle behind the car, jumped out of the car first, and helped Yu Yali down, and Yu Yali generously accepted this kind of care.

"It's Yu Yali. I didn't expect you to come with them," Mr. Wei said.

Yu Yali said: "We were walking here, and the truck happened to drive by, so we hitched a hit. This is Connie, my husband. ”

She looked smug. Wei Taiqiang shook hands with Connie and said to Yu Yali, "I know you're happy." When was it born? ”

"It's early, it's going to be winter." "Go to the orangery and have a baby, eh?" Yu Yali smiled with satisfaction.

Without saying hello, the family gathered around the truck, and the family meeting began. Only the priest sat alone in the back of the house, and he was very knowledgeable and understood the psychology of the villagers.

"We lost a lot of money by selling that car. That guy knew we couldn't afford to wait, so he only gave eighteen dollars. ”

Dad reported to the whole.

Mom moved dumbfounded, silent.

Noah asked, "All in all, how much money do we have?" Dad took a thin stick and wrote down some numbers on the sand, muttered for a while, and said, "One hundred and fifty-four." But Cao Jiao said that it must be equipped with a few good tires, and the car will not be used for a long time. "The first time he attended a family meeting, he used to stand behind the woman. He solemnly reported:

"The car is old, and it's hard to wait. Before deciding to buy it, I double-checked it and there was nothing wrong with it, only I saw a cracked battery in the storage tank, and I asked the guy to replace it with a good one. The car was as slow as a cow, but it didn't consume much fuel. For the same money, I could have bought a bigger, better-looking car, but it was too difficult to match the parts and the price was expensive. This car is a brand-name product, and there are parts in garages all over the country, so it is cheaper to match. That's why I took a fancy to this car. He paused and waited for everyone to have their say.

Although grandpa doesn't care about anything, he is still nominally a parent and retains the right to be the first to speak. He said, "Well done, Cao Jiao." I used to limit you to the same as you, arrogant, farting everywhere like a male wolf.

But when it comes to doing something, I'm always very authentic. You've grown up, but you've got a lot of money. "Dad said, 'I'm not going to go, until the sky falls apart and no one wants to get me Graves out of here.'" They didn't get me out of the way. Tu Tuqiao said anxiously: "I'll talk about how you deal with them later." Where are the people in my family? "Well, when the bank sent a tractor, they refused to leave. Your grandfather was standing outside the door with a rifle and he knocked out the light in front of the tractor. Your grandfather didn't want to kill the driver, and the driver had a number, so he drove the tractor over and crashed the house. This frightened Wei Taiqiang's courage, and he changed his mind. ”

"Where's my family?" Tu Tuqiao asked angrily.

"I was about to tell you. I borrowed your Uncle Hoberg's car and moved it three times. When they left, the children were sitting on the bed with your grandmother and grandfather, and your brother Noah was smoking...... "Tu Tuqiao was about to interject again, and Hoberg hurriedly said:

"They're all at your Uncle Hoberg's house." "Oh! What are you doing there? Don't talk about anything else, talk about what they're doing first. "Chop cotton stalks. It's all the work, even the kids and your grandfather. They want to earn some money, and they plan to buy a car and move to the west, where it is easy to make money. Here is a drudgery of cutting an acre of cotton stalks for five cents, and everyone is still rushing to do it. Didn't make a head. "They're not gone yet?" "Not yet," Mr. Hoberg said. "Hoberg's house is only eight miles from here. When you get there, you can see your family huddled in Hoberg's house, like voles huddled in Dong in winter. Tu Tuqiao said, "I can't walk eight miles to Uncle Hoberg's house tonight, and my feet hurt like fire."

How about we go to your house? It's only a mile. Hoberg looked embarrassed. My wife, children, and brother-in-law all went to California. The pastor said, "You should go too, and you should not break up your home." "I'm not sure, I've got a weird temper. Knowing that this place is not good, it doesn't make much profit except for being a ranch.

If they hadn't told me to fuck off, maybe I'd go to California and eat grapes and pick oranges. Those bitches told me to fuck off, that's not going to work! A man cannot be at the mercy of others. Everyone else is leaving, but I won't go! "Oh my God, I'm hungry," Tu Tuqiao said. For four whole years I ate on time, and I was so hungry that I couldn't do it. Hoberg, what are you going to eat? How did you get food this time? "At first, they ate pheasants, squirrels, and wild dogs. Later, he set up a wire trap and caught some hares and pheasants. He picked up the burlap bag and poured it down, and rolled out two white-tailed gray rabbits and a long-eared rabbit.

Junde said: "Great, I haven't eaten fresh meat for four years. Cao Wangrong picked up a gray rabbit and asked, "Shall we eat together, Mucai Graves?" "Hoberg doesn't know what to say." I have only one way. He felt that his tone was not kind enough and paused. No, no, I didn't mean that. I mean: if a person has something to eat and a person is starving, there is only one way to have something to eat. I mean, if I take these rabbits and eat them somewhere else, will that work? Cao Wangrong said: "I understand, Wei Taiqiang." Hoberg figured out a big truth, which is great for him, and too good for us. "They skinned the rabbits, pulled some planks from the corners of the broken houses, made a fire, and roasted the rabbit meat on the fire.

Hoberg asked, "You may feel pitiful for me living like this, right?" Tu Tuqiao said: "No, if you want to say that you are pitiful, everyone is pitiful." Hoberg continued: "It's weirdly interesting. I wandered around the area, sleeping wherever I went. I wanted to spend the night here tonight, and here I am. At first I thought, 'I'm taking care of all of this so that everyone can come back and live.'" Later I learned that this was not right. There's nothing to take care of here, and everyone will never come back. I'm just wandering around, like a lonely soul on a graveyard. "It's hard to leave a place where you're used to it,"

Cao Wangrong said. "It's hard to throw away the truth that you're used to.

I'm no longer a pastor, but somehow I often find myself praying. Hoberg continued: "Like the fox spirit in the graveyard, I often go to the places where something happened earlier. The woods where I first went wild with a girl, the side of the cattle pen where my father was killed by a cow with a horn, and the house where my child was born. ”

Rabbit meat is grilled with gravy and aroma. Tu Tuqiao said, "It's okay to eat, right?" "Let it be roasted through," Mr. Hoberg said. I'll say more. Like a lonely soul in a graveyard, I touched the neighbors' houses at night, and they were pitch black.

But everywhere there have been lively balls, and there have been happy events. Thinking of this, I can't wait to go to the city and kill the people who occupy this place. Those bastards sitting behind the desks could not bear to split everyone here in half for their own profit. They are no longer whole people, they are crammed into trucks, they are on the roads, and they cannot be considered alive.

Those bastards took their lives. He was silent for a while, then whispered apologetically, "I haven't spoken to anyone in a long time." has always been like a lonely soul on the graveyard, floating around quietly. Cao Wangrong muttered, "I have to go and see those who are stranded on the road, I miss them very much." "If you don't eat this meat again, it will shrink smaller than a roasted mouse!" Tu Tuqiao shouted. He removed the rabbit meat from the fire, cut off two pieces with Hoberg's knife to give them to his companions, and tore off a large piece with his violent teeth to devour the fence in front of the house, and the cotton grew into the yard. Tu Tuqiao said, "Oh my God! It's turned upside down, and no one lives there. He hurriedly walked down the hill, followed by Cao Wangrong.

The cattle pen was already empty, and there was still some straw on the ground, and when the Tutu Bridge looked in, there was a commotion, and a group of rats hid under the straw. There was only a broken plowshare, a mule bag that had been gnawed by a mouse, and a pair of torn overalls hanging from a nail in the cloak where the tools were kept. Cao Wangrong said: "If I were a pastor, I would say that it was the Lord who stretched out his hand and slapped me, but now I can't tell what is going on." They went to the well, and threw a piece of earth into the well, and when they heard it, they said, "It is a good well, and the sound of the water is no longer heard." He didn't seem to want to go into the house, and threw dirt into the well piece after piece