I cried and looked at the more than a dozen thigh-thick wooden hairs on the ground. I'm not stupid enough to be that far. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

But the little old man said that you can't use external forces! I studied the wood for a long time, and tried to fall on the ground a few times, but the wood was fine, but instead smashed a big hole in the soft earth.

This is pine wood, stronger than ordinary paulownia wood, I thought about it for more than ten minutes, and when I was at a loss, I saw a nail on one of the pine trees, and the tip of the nail was exposed.

It's really good! The nail was inserted into the grain of the pine, and along the grain, the pine block cracked a big hole, and then I stuffed the whole palm of my hand into it, and broke it hard, and there was a click, and it was alive! The pine block snapped in two.

Although it was not as neat as the old man's split, I was considered successful, and then, with the help of this nail, it took me half an hour to split them all in half.

Strictly speaking, I also used external force, but seeing that the old man didn't stop me, I went with him.

The little old man didn't praise me or scold me, he was still teasing the dog, I looked at the stove next to me, this simple stove is the same as the one used by the farmer thirty years ago, a large iron pot, plus a bellows, the fire is big and small, it all depends on the speed of pulling the bellows.

He wants to eat light, this is easy to do, boil a gruel, absolutely light, if you can't think of light to trouble, my stir-fry skills are not very good.

Porridge is still very easy to make, just pour water into the pot and boil, then pour the cleaned millet into it, and boil it again.

After cooking, I served a bowl to the old man, and after ten minutes of drying, I said respectfully to the old man.

"Master, it's time to eat!"

As I spoke, I handed the old man chopsticks.

The little old man took the chopsticks, hummed, ate a few bites and showed a satisfied smile, my heart was happy, and I was proud, the little old man suddenly spit out a small pebble from his mouth.

"How do you wash the rice? Tomorrow I will water all the vegetable patches, and I can't even boil porridge! ”

I looked at the pebbles on the ground, and if he was a human being, I would definitely kill him!

It was because of this pebble that I suffered three more days of sin!

At eight o'clock the next morning, I got up and wanted to water the ground with a bucket, but the old man scolded him behind my back.

"Blind! What to water just after the rain! Another barrel! ”

I put down the bucket and looked to the side, and sure enough, there was another bucket next to it, but as soon as I got to it, I couldn't open my eyes, it was a fucking bucket!

Could it be that this old man wants me to water a lot of manure in the vegetable field? I'm stupid with a dung bucket again! Embarrassed to ask the little old man.

"Master, this ...... I'm here for the first time, and I don't know where this is. ”

"What! It's human dung! Turn left in front and you'll be behind the white house! ”

I hurriedly oh oh oh twice, pinched my nose and ran away with the dung bucket, according to the instructions of the little old man, I saw two rows of whitewashed houses, this kind of house, different from Master Long's wooden house, nor Master Feng's thatched house, but a bit similar to the kind of brick wall of the student dormitory, the outside was painted pure white.

It was just after eight o'clock, and everyone in the room got up, and I looked up, good guy, is this a girls' dormitory, why are they all girls.

The room was busy at this time, and women dressed in uniform clothes were coming in and out like rush hour. Seeing that I was carrying a dung bucket and trying to go in, an aunt in her forties pinched her nose and scolded me.

"It's new, why did you get here! Get out of here! Be careful, don't touch the flowers and plants, and go around the path! Path, path, why are you so stupid! Who brought it in? ”

The aunt scolded and followed me until I reached the back of the house.

As soon as I came to the back, a choking stench rushed to my face, I squinted and looked, uncle, about three meters behind this room, there was a septic tank, half of the lid was lifted, and there was a wooden spoon on the lid.

Looking at this location, this septic tank should be used for collecting excrement in this house, and according to this design, there should also be a septic tank behind another white house.

I wondered, this uncle's such a high-end villa, why don't you get a toilet and discharge the feces directly to the sewer, but after thinking about it, I understand again, this is a remote location, there is not even a ghost around, it is strange that there can be a sewer underneath.

I cursed last night's pebble, while pinching my nose to fill the bucket with dung, spoon by spoon scoop up, this sour, I didn't last ten minutes I vomited, a spit out, a splash on my face, a splash on my face, I couldn't help but vomit nausea and vomit.

It took an hour to toss and turn, and the bucket was only half full.

The old man thought I was slow, and announced that I would not be allowed to eat at noon, but to be honest, it was disgusting for a day, and I had no appetite.

I was busy until the moon came out, and I finally emptied a septic tank. Of course, I was deprived of dinner again.

Lying in bed, my stomach began to feel uncomfortable, because I hadn't eaten all day during the day, and I vomited up the stored food in my stomach, so now my stomach has begun to digest stomach acid.

The next day I learned to be obedient, I got up before dawn and started to work, busy until eight o'clock in the morning, was carrying a dung bucket on the way back, and came to face a man wearing a gossip shirt, this man was holding two baked cakes in one hand, and more than ten fritters in the other hand and came opposite to me.

When I got to him, I looked at the man, shouted a trough, and then I threw the bucket and threw myself at him.

I grabbed a pancake and stuffed it in my mouth, and the man immediately made a gesture to attack me, and then shouted with wide eyes.

"Damn, boss!"

This person is King Kong, this thing probably just got up to eat breakfast, I gobbled up a baked cake, and then tried to rob him of another.

King Kong hurriedly hid the baked cakes and fritters behind him and said.

"Boss, why haven't you seen you for a day, you are so miserable?"

"Don't talk nonsense, hand over the food!"

Seeing that King Kong wanted to run away with food, I threatened with a dung bucket.

"If you talk nonsense, I'll throw! I've been hungry for two days, why don't you have any sympathy for this dead boy, but I've found you a good master! ”

"Hehe, don't get excited, don't get excited, I'll burn the cake for you!"

King Kong said, handing over the biscuits, and I put down the bucket to pick it up, but the goods ran away with the biscuits, and said while stuffing the biscuits into my mouth.

"Boss, this is the breakfast I bought for my master, you bear with it, if you are too hungry, you won't be hungry! I'll have to go back to squatting and we'll talk next time! ”

This dung bucket is too heavy, I can't hold the dung bucket to chase, I am angry and I stand in place, eager to eat the dung bucket!

After two days of hard work, finally, when it was time for dinner, I had finished watering both vegetable patches. The little old man made an exception and let me eat his dinner, but this washing of pots and dishes is my job. With the lesson of the first pebble, since then, I have been carefully checking everything I do, so much so that I wonder if I have obsessive-compulsive disorder.

On the third day, I figured out the little old man's routine and got up with him at 5 o'clock in the morning, and according to what the little old man said, today, he will officially teach me kung fu! (To be continued.) )