After the mango is planted in May, it is the wheat harvest season. The fields were golden, and the waves of wheat were rolling in the wind.

The harvest was abundant, and smiles bloomed on people's faces. The school also had a holiday, and students were asked to help the team pick up wheat.

As the saying goes, 'fight for autumn and wheat'.

The fields were full of wheat harvesters.

The students were led by the teacher to collect wheat in the harvested wheat fields, and they all brought dry food to eat in the slopes.

The production team pressed a big pot on the ground and cooked a pot of noodles.

Peng Cheng and Peng Xiang brought a bowl, and the two brothers took turns to eat.

Peng Cheng scooped a big bowl and ate it first, he scooped another bowl for Peng Xiang, Peng Xiang didn't want to eat it, he had to eat it again, so he sat there and didn't want to move.

Yes, at that time, I couldn't drink somen a few times a year, and I ate stick noodles and sweet potato noodles all day long, and who didn't want to drink a few more bowls when I saw somen noodles.

It was Fugui who cooked, and he saw that Pengxiang hadn't eaten it, and the pot was almost gone, so he used an iron basin to scoop a pot for him and served it to Pengxiang.

Pengxiang didn't want it, Fugui insisted on giving it to him: "Eat quickly, I don't know when to eat lunch." ”

The iron kidnapper looked at the heat, and quipped, "Brother Fugui, you miss your son, if you want a son, let your sister-in-law give you another one, don't beat other people's ideas." ”

"You have one leg, the dog can't spit out ivory in his mouth, I think it's just right for you to be my son, so I don't have to build you a house and marry a daughter-in-law, and you also have a grandson, but you don't fight for your father too much, and you are a fool," Fugui teased him.

People burst into laughter.

"No matter how stupid you are, it's a son and a root. Whoever is like you, who can't even give birth to a stupid son, is going to be cut off and angry, no one," the iron kidnapper scolded him and exposed his sore spots.

Fugui's face turned red, if it weren't for everyone pulling it, the two would have fought.

Besides, Pengxiang, he was worried with the pot and noodles, and wanted to give it to his brother to drink, but his brother disappeared.

He stared at this with wide eyes, looked at that, and said that people did not pay attention to the work of entering the house with wealth, and he quickly ran to the bottom of the ditch behind the house, poured the noodles, washed the basin, and put it in the room as if it was all right.

Fugui asked him to eat, and he walked out with a quick hum.

Fugui was a little puzzled, how could he eat so quickly, just now I saw him holding a basin and didn't move a chopstick, did he fall? Looking at the back of his departure, he thought about going to the back of the house to fetch water, and there was really a pile of noodles by the ditch, and several wild ducks were fighting for food.

"This child," Fugui was distressed, and he hurriedly drove away the wild ducks, put the noodles in a bucket, washed them with water, and brought them up.

Coincidentally, the iron crutch limped to scoop the noodles, and when he went to the side of the pot, he saw that it was clean, and there was no soup.

"You deserve to starve to death, and you don't have to do this harm," Fugui scolded him.

As soon as the iron crutch turned around, he saw the noodles in the bucket, and thought that Fugui had left it alone, so he didn't talk to him, he picked up the bucket and left, Fugui couldn't stop shouting, so he scolded him, "You lame pig, you don't do much work, but you eat a lot, eat it, eat it, you don't need to hold the bowl to death, hug you." ”

The iron crutch smiled at him, and he broke two thin branches from the fence to use as chopsticks, and drank them with a bucket.

He eats noodles as if he were drinking porridge, and when he sucks it up, the noodles go into his stomach.

Maybe he ate too fast, choked, he couldn't stop snorting, suddenly felt an itchy throat, a sneeze came up, and he coughed up two white worms, and they were still crawling on the ground. Startled, his eyes were about to fall out, and then he looked into the bucket, and felt that something was moving, and pulled it with a branch, and the white thing came out of the noodles, and raised his little head and turned it for a long time, as if to distinguish the direction, and got up in the bucket again, one, two, clearly maggots in the toilet.

He screamed in horror like a pig, and the bucket fell to the ground, his hands around his neck and his mouth wide open.

The people around him were startled by him, and thought that he had some kind of acute illness, so they hurriedly gathered and asked him anxiously.

The production captain called out to a few young men to put him up and asked him, "What's wrong?" Does it hurt, go find Zhihao's mother. ”

The iron crutch vomited tears, a few handfuls of snot, and he spit out all the noodles he had just eaten, so dirty that everyone covered their noses from time to time.

"There are maggots, there are maggots in the noodles, there are maggots," the iron crutch said intermittently with his mouth wide open.

People rushed to the noodles next to the bucket to look at them. But no, white maggots crawled on the noodles.

It's terrible now, everyone who has eaten noodles vomits nauseously, and the wine is no exception, and a few young people with iron crutches don't care about him, they all cover their necks, squat on the ground with their mouths open, and vomit, and fall so that the iron crutches crawl on the ground and ouch.

Looking at the surrounding scene, Fugui was dumbfounded, the beans were so big that beads of sweat slipped down his face, and he was as stunned as a wooden chicken.

Seeing that these countless slaps were about to fall on his head, he came to his senses, covered his head with both hands and said loudly: "It's not maggots, it's not maggots!" It's the white bugs in the river. ”

He was afraid that everyone would not believe it, so he hurriedly ran to the river and fished a few for people to see. Seeing the wriggling maggots in his hands, the disgusting people ran away again.

"What are you running, it's a water bug and not a maggot," Fugui explained as he chased after the people.

No one listened to him, and no one dared to approach him, and he pointed at him intermittently and said, "This is maggots, water maggots," and he vomited nauseously.

The iron kidnapper also scolded him, "Put your mother's stinky donkey fart, aren't you afraid of boiling water bugs, you are clearly ruining people." ”

Fugui was annoyed by his scolding, he ran to the iron crutch, grabbed his hair and stuffed the water worm in his hand into his mouth and said: "I let you scold, this is maggots, maggots in cow dung, you can eat maggots too," as he spoke, he closed the iron crutch's mouth, and the iron crutch really swallowed, and he screamed like a pig, and put his hand into his mouth and picked and spitted and tossed.

Fugui no longer paid attention to him, he grabbed the wine and explained loudly to the people, and asked Pengxiang to come out to testify.

Peng Xiang was watching the excitement from the sidelines, and when he heard Fugui calling him, he wanted to run too late, Fugui grabbed him, and he had to admit it.

Seeing that Fugui didn't blame him, he also touched his head very affectionately and said, "Come back early at noon, winter melon stewed pork, fragrant." ”

Peng Xiang smiled and ran away.

People understood what was going on, they no longer blamed Fugui, and looked at the iron crutch moaning on the ground, and no one paid any attention to him.

After a few shouts of wine, people went down to the ground.

Camp Prince