In the next few days, Zhang Peng, who eats the marrow and knows the taste, has been looking for an opportunity to bully Xiao Tianqing, but the two sisters are inseparable, and they can't find a suitable excuse to break Xiao Yunuo, and Xiao Tianqing also deliberately avoids him, making him uncomfortable.

Once this thing starts, it's hard to stop thinking about it, like you're addicted. Although he has seen many women, Xiao Tianqing's level of beauty is still the second. And the first one, there are only three experiences, which is not cool enough at all.

Xiao Tianqing is also like this now, which makes his heart burn like fire and pain. He has already begun to think about when to do Xiao Yunuo, so that he doesn't have to hide it anymore, and he can still enjoy the blessings of all people. But then again, this matter is Ma Jinglei's heart disease, in case she knows, he will harm her two precious daughters, and he is afraid that he will kill him with a knife on his back.

Ma Jinglei's temperament looks soft, but it is terrible the inside, belonging to the type that is soft on the outside and rigid on the inside, and she won't blink when she kills. Don't talk about it far away, let's just say that some time ago, I caught a fugitive in Xinghuo Lake. She shot three arrows, mercilessly, and the arrows killed her, not caring about the other party's life and death.

Although Ma Jinglei has loved Zhang Peng a lot, responded to requests, and spoiled her endlessly, it is really hard to say what she will do if she really wants to move her heart. Therefore, everything must be done with caution. As the saying goes, be careful to sail the boat of ten thousand years, don't turn over in Ma Jinglei's chasm.

The anxious mood made Zhang Peng feel even more bored. The Buddha said that there are eight sufferings in life, birth, old age, sickness and death, love and separation, resentment and hatred, unwantedness, and five yin blazing. Now Zhang Peng has won three of them: "Love Parting", "Can't Ask for It" and "Five Yin Blazing". It can be described as an internal fire, like ants on a hot pot.

On the sixth evening of returning to Takeshita Village, a young man came, which made Zhang Peng very happy. This young man's name is Zhang Sheng, and he is Zhang Peng's fifth cousin and the youngest son of his fourth uncle. He was on the thin side, sharp-eyed, and knew at a glance that he was a man with a nimble mind.

"Big brother." Zhang Sheng called Zhang Peng first, and then looked like a mouse seeing a cat, and shouted to the two sisters flatteringly, "Eldest sister, second sister." ”

"Fifth brother." The two sisters shouted in unison, although their voices were not small, but they did not have a little respect, which was completely different from their attitude towards Zhang Xuan. Zhang Sheng is seventeen years old, only a few months older than the two sisters, and is an idle guy. Among the cousins, his personality is the most similar to Zhang Peng, they are both troublemakers, and they can be said to have the same smell.

However, why did Zhang Peng get courtesy among the two people with similar personalities, but Zhang Sheng suffered from white eyes? The reason is very simple, according to Xiao Yunuo's statement, it is - he owes him in his previous life.

Zhang Sheng knew that his two younger sisters didn't have a good impression of him, so after saying hello, he said to Zhang Peng, "Brother, when did you come back?" ”

"It's been days." Zhang Peng said.

"Did you hang out?" Zhang Sheng asked with concern.

"Yes." Zhang Peng said while making tea.

"Where did you go?" "Incense, grocery shopping." "It's so boring." "yes, there's nowhere to go." Zhang Peng said listlessly.

"Do you want to go to Miaojia Village at night to play, there are people fighting crickets there, but it's exciting." As he spoke, Zhang Sheng took out a small glass bottle from his arms and handed it over, "I just caught a blue-headed general today, and I'm going to get two." ”

"I'll take a look at ......," Zhang Peng said, taking the bottle and examining it carefully. I saw that the cricket in the bottle had a long beard, black eyes like ink, and a pair of big red teeth, which looked very energetic.

"That's good, how much does it cost?" Zhang Peng asked. Generally, fighting crickets must be dotted with color.

"Whatever you want, dozens to hundreds." Zhang Sheng replied.

"That's a good dare." Zhang Peng said excitedly.

But as soon as the words fell, Xiao Yunuo's faint voice sounded in his ears: "Don't go." ”

"Hey, hey, hey, you won't be allowed to go to the next village, so you're not kind." Zhang Peng shouted at Xiao Yunuo.

"No gambling." Xiao Yunuo said.

"A few or dozens of pieces, but not much." Zhang Peng said.

"That's not going to work either." Xiao Yunuo said.

"Don't gamble, just take a look." Zhang Peng said bitterly.

Xiao Yunuo was about to open her mouth to object, but Xiao Tianqing pulled the corner of her clothes and persuaded her, "Sister, let's go and see......" She glanced at Zhang Peng, smiled and said, "I'm afraid that if he is locked up again, he will be suffocated." ”

Seeing this, Zhang Peng was immediately overjoyed, it seems that the ** of that day has finally taken effect. Girls are outward, and they always have to help their men.

"Okay...... two votes to one, Xiao Yunuo could only give in, and then emphasized, "No gambling is allowed." ”

"Don't bet, don't gamble." Zhang Sheng said helpfully, looking like he was swearing.

Then, the four of them went out. It was seven o'clock in the evening, and it was not yet completely dark, Zhang Sheng and Zhang Peng walked in front, and the two sisters followed.

Walked out of the alley, crossed the ridge, and went up the village road. About seven or eight minutes later, the four of them left Takeshita Village and walked west along the main road. After walking for another seven or eight minutes, I finally came to the market at the entrance of Miaojia Village.

As far as the eye can see, there are bamboo sheds everywhere, with wires pulled everywhere and old-fashioned light bulbs turned on.

The market is very lively, people come and go, there are those who sell melon and fruit snacks, there are those who eat and drink soup, and there are all kinds of snack stalls, fried tofu, fried fritters, pancakes, roasted chicken wings, the aroma is overflowing, soybean milk tofu flowers, cold powder sago dew, everything.

In the countryside, seven or eight o'clock in the evening is the busiest time, especially in the summer, when the villagers who have worked all day come out for a walk and chat.

"Buy, buy, buy, the blue-faced beast against the white-eyed eagle king, a duel of life and death, don't miss it."

Zhang Sheng led the three of them through several stalls, and finally came to a large bamboo shed, where a strong man was holding a megaphone and shouting at the people around him. From time to time, there were excited shouts or boos in the bamboo shed, and they were lively for a while.

Seeing such a scene, Xiao Yunuo couldn't help frowning, but didn't say anything, and pulled Xiao Tianqing to sit down at a nearby stall selling fruits.

Zhang Peng immediately ran over with interest, paid for a large cantaloupe, and a few oranges and pears, asked the proprietress to wash and cut them, and then brought tables and chairs to serve them.

"Eat slowly here, and we'll come as we go." Zhang Peng said flatteringly to Xiao Yunuo.

The latter glanced at him and did not speak.

"Go ahead and stay safe." Xiao Tianqing said.

"Uh-huh." Zhang Peng immediately nodded like a chicken pecking rice, then pulled Zhang Sheng and slipped into the cricket shed.

Seeing Zhang Peng's appearance as if he was about to be amnestied, Xiao Yunuo pursed his lips and laughed.

The shed was very large, hundreds of square meters, and in the middle was a high platform made of wooden planks, on which was placed a table of eight immortals, which was pulled around it with a rope as a guardrail. Strong men stood in all four corners, as if to prevent the audience from rushing up.

Standing beside the table of the Eight Immortals was a tall and thin old man, wearing an ancient robe, holding a straw pole in his hand, who should be the referee of fighting crickets. Interestingly, there are also cameras installed above the Eight Immortals Table, and LCD TVs are hung around the high platform for people to watch.

There are a lot of people in the shed, bustling, in groups of three or five, commenting on the LCD screen.

The two squeezed to the front, only to see that two crickets were fighting in the seriously aged and somewhat discolored LCD screen. The one with two white spots on his head should be the "White-eyed Eagle King", and the one with a blue head should be the "Blue-faced Beast".

In the middle of the struggle, the white-browed eagle king suddenly shook his membranous wings and let out a sharp chirp. The sound was so penetrating that even when there were hundreds of people present, the noise clearly fell into people's ears. Immediately afterwards, the white-eyed eagle queen kicked on her hind legs and pounced on it, and her posture was extremely fierce.

"Okay, kill it!" "Hahaha, brother, it's up to you!" "Hide, coercion!" At the same time, people shouted and shouted.

I saw the blue-faced beast jump to the side, avoiding the bite, and then flew up the wall of the jar, kicked its legs violently, and pounced on the back of the white-eyed eagle king.

"Wow ha, big counter-kill, good!" "Bite it, bite it!" "Shake it off!" The crowd shouted again.

Seeing that the outcome was decided, the white-eyed eagle king swung his tail with a divine dragon, threw out the blue-faced beast on his back, and then pounced forward and bit it on the thigh.

"Tsk!"

A terrible chirp rang out, and the green-faced beast's thigh fell. The White-browed Eagle King stepped back a little, pounced on it, and bit the head of the blue-faced beast, knocking it over and letting out a cry of victory.

"White-eyed Eagle King, win!"

"Haha, cool!" "I knew it would work." "I'll get fifty bucks." "Alas......", "garbage ......", "lost money." After the referee was announced, some people were happy and some were worried.

A young man in a black shirt jumped on the high platform, put the white-eyed eagle king into a clay pot, then took the jar, walked to the front of the stage, looked at a man with a gray face below, and scolded arrogantly, "A green head dares to fight my white head, it's really stupid!" ”

Although he is not tall, his face is fierce, with disdain between his eyebrows, and he scolds people without mercy. It is not difficult to see that he is an arrogant and domineering ruthless man. Looking closely, he also has a homemade powder gun stuck in his waist, commonly known as a "troll".

The man who was scolded by him had a gloomy face, but he didn't dare to say anything, and turned his head and left.

"That's Miao San, the head horse of the boss of Miaojia Village, nicknamed Mad Dog." Zhang Sheng whispered.

"Isn't it amazing?" Zhang Peng asked. He has only been back for more than 20 days a year, and he doesn't know much about his hometown.

"It's not great, but it's not a good idea." Zhang Sheng commented.

At this time, the referee on the stage shouted loudly, "Next, General Black, who will try it?" ”

"Me, me!" Zhang Sheng raised his hand and shouted loudly.

"Come up and see the worms." The referee made a "please" gesture.

Zhang Sheng immediately jumped onto the high platform and handed over the glass vial to the referee for inspection.

"It's you again, there's no worm jar, learn how to play worms." Miao San stood aside and mocked.

Zhang Sheng ignored him and looked directly at the referee. After a while, the latter held up the vial and announced, "Green head and long beard, a little ink, red teeth, in good condition." ”

"Good!" Zhang Sheng raised his fist and shouted.

"What's its name?" The referee asked, turning his face sideways.

"Green ...... Ink...... Red...... Red ......" Zhang Sheng hesitated for a long time, couldn't think of a name, turned his head to look at Zhang Peng, with a plea in his eyes, and the latter immediately shouted loudly, "Hong Qigong!" ”

"That's right, it's Hong Qigong!" Zhang Sheng exclaimed excitedly.

"Three hundred, life or death." The referee counted three red tickets and placed them on the table of the Eight Immortals. Zhang Sheng didn't take it, took out two red tickets, stacked them on them, and said, "I'll go down five hundred and buy my own Hong Qigong." ”

"Good!" The referee put away the five hundred dollars, handed them to the assistant below, and then announced, "Here it is, it's time to place a bet." ”

PS：

Yesterday, Yang Zhiche (30 chapters of brain-dead fan) said to me in the group, "The eighty-nine verses (alone) you wrote are very scary, and they are only suitable for those half-old and slightly obscene foot-picking men to watch." ”

In the face of such enthusiastic opinions, the captain was speechless, so he could only write a small story to encourage.

Those things in those years—

Ji!

In the silent factory, there was a scream.

Full of pain, grief, reluctance, and collapse. I saw a horse-faced man, covering his lower body, with tears streaming down his face.

His name is Yang Zhiche and he has a girlfriend, but from today onwards, his girlfriend will be nothing.

Because of him, the egg was broken......