Taking advantage of Fu Yuzhen's busy time to take care of Zhao Changfu, Wen Shuoyan said that he was going to go to the toilet, so he seemed to be drunk, staggered out of the house, and came to the toilet in the southwest corner.

The latrine is very small, and Wen Shuo is a big man, so you have to be careful when you go in, so as not to rub against the red brick walls on both sides, and you have to keep your head down, otherwise you will hit the simple and dilapidated iron roof above.

He casually glanced at the situation in the toilet, the pattern, and then came out of it and paced around the yard twice.

Here, it is inconvenient to set up an altar to arrange a formation, after all, I don't want to lose the reputation of a god stick. Moreover, in response to this kind of folk hand-me-down, there is really no need to set up an altar to practice small witchcraft, which is too trivial, even if it is unknown, the stingy fat man can't afford to lose that share.

All you need to do is re-regulate the latrines or plant a few trees in the yard.

Thinking about these in his heart, Wen Shuo walked out of the courtyard.

The light rain was still falling.

Wen Shuo stood outside the courtyard gate with an umbrella, glanced at the crockpot on the roof of Li Changping's house through the dripping rain curtain, and sighed lightly - I heard the old Han Tou mention that most of the simple home remedies and crooked prescriptions that have been circulated by the folk so far have long lost their roots, and they can only be used for show, and they cannot be effective at all.

Some of them are crooked, and they are even some nonsense things, even Xuanshi will not know it when they see it, and it is difficult to say that this thing is fake.

After all......

Under the wash of the long river of history, the real has also become false, fake, who can conclude that it was not true at one time?

Just when Wen Shuo sighed, in front of Li Changping's courtyard gate diagonally opposite, an old lady with gray hair and wrinkled face dressed in ordinary clothes carried a folding stool to the door, sat under the rain eaves, and looked over here, just opposite Wen Shuo's eyes, the old lady's slightly cloudy eyes showed a brutal and ruthless color.

The fat man lowered his head and avoided the old lady's gaze.

There is no doubt that it is Li Changping's mother-in-law.

Li Changping's house is better than Zhao Changfu's house, for example, there is a gatehouse on this side of the courtyard gate, and the eaves of the rain poke out more than a meter away, and between the gatehouse and the shadow wall inside, a hollow slab of five or six meters long is also erected to form a corridor to shelter from the wind and rain, and there is a cement concrete smoothing slope in front of the door.

The fat man is not the kind of master who is good at chivalry and fighting righteousness, and when he was in No. 1 Middle School, he was able to fall into the prestige of chivalry and righteousness, purely to make money, and his reputation was easily earned by beating rabbits with grass.

In this remote and backward village in Yuzhou Province, for the sake of a Geng Zhi village chief who has no friendship, it is even more impossible for him to do the kind of thing that Jing Bai said to eradicate evil and punish him for upholding justice in the rivers and lakes.

Therefore, he only thought about helping Zhao Changfu's family get rid of the invisible scourge of being crooked and heretical, but he didn't want to deal with Li Changping and the old lady surnamed Jiang.

As he thought before, for Zhao Changfu's family, they were scourged, and even tortured to death in the end, which is a big thing for the family, but for the society, and even for the village where they are located, it is just a small matter, and it will be forgotten in the blink of an eye.

And for Wen Shuo, for Xuanmen Jianghu, it is an insignificant little thing.

If you help, you will help, and if you don't help, you will ignore it.

"This old lady is lucky to have met such a kind old and good person as me. Wen Shuo was glad for Mrs. Jiang in his heart, and walked north with an umbrella.

The alley is not muddy because it is paved with gravel.

The fat man was a little frustrated, because it had rained for so long, and the streets must have been muddy at this time, and when he walked back to the station, the shoes on his feet would be dirty.

I should have considered that I would have come wearing the boots or sandals that the archaeological team had prepared.

I want to think about it, but I still have to go back.

As soon as he walked to the door of Li Changping's house, he heard Fu Yuzhen's voice behind him: "Hey, that classmate Wen Shuo, I took a pair of boots, you change them and go back to the village committee compound, the road is not easy to walk." ”

Wen Shuo stopped, turned his head to look, and saw that Fu Yuzhen was not wearing a raincoat or an umbrella, and was trotting in a hurry with a pair of large black rain boots.

"Hey, thank you, thank you. The fat man hurriedly expressed his gratitude, took the rain boots handed by Fu Yuzhen, and changed the rain boots in the light rain with an umbrella, while saying: "Auntie, it's raining, go back quickly." ”

"It's okay, I'll hold an umbrella for you. Fu Yuzhen took the umbrella and helped Wen Shuo hold it.

At this moment, the old lady Jiang, who was sitting under the eaves of the rain at the door, opened her mouth in the direction of Wen Shuo and Fu Yuzhen, and spat out thick phlegm.

Coincidentally, the old lady's mouthful of thick phlegm spit out so accurately into the sneakers that the fat man had just changed!

The fat man who was bending over to change to another one was stunned.

What the is this called?!

He quickly changed into rain boots and turned his head to look at the old lady in surprise.

Fu Yuzhen was also extremely embarrassed, looked at Mrs. Jiang, and said with an embarrassed expression: "Auntie, you, this...... Why don't you look at my family, you have been scolding twice in the past three days, and you are still angry? Why are you spitting out a foreign guest? People didn't recruit you and didn't mess with you...... It's not authentic, is it?"

"Cheap hooves! It's not your turn to teach my grandmother a lesson!" The old lady stared at a pair of fleshy drooping eyes, and her mouth with few teeth still squeezed, and said viciously: "I just can't see the people of your family, whoever is good with your family, I can't get used to it, grandmother, I am willing to vomit, vomit at the door of my house, who are next to you? Who let you stand at the door of my house?!"

"You, you man...... Alas. Fu Yuzhen looked bitter and helpless, bent down to pick up Wen Shuo's sneakers, and said, "Big brother, what, I, I'll go back and brush it for you, dry it, and you go back in rain boots first...... Oh, you, do you have any other shoes to wear?"

Wen Shuo didn't look angry at all, reached out and took the umbrella and a pair of shoes, and said, "Go back and I'll wash it myself, it's okay, don't worry." ”

"I'm really sorry about this, she's old, and she doesn't know as much as her. Fu Yuzhen really didn't know how to persuade.

"Phew!" the old lady spat out another mouthful of thick phlegm.

This time Wen Shuo took a step to the side and dodged, otherwise he would definitely spit on his lap - Mrs. Jiang's mouth was not only vicious, but also accurate!

"Cheap hooves, stabbed by a-stirring stick!" Mrs. Jiang's mother's scolding became more and more unbearable, and the crutches in her hand were beating on the ground: "I don't know as much as my grandmother, you have seen a lot, you have seen a lot of men, right?" Now I hook up with a young one, faceless and skinless ......."

This is called "shit showerhead"

Fu Yuzhen trembled all over when she was scolded, her cheeks became more and more pale, Wen Shuo frowned slightly when she saw this, and said softly: "Auntie, don't be angry, go home and rest, you can hear the dog barking, can you still go and quarrel with the dog?"

"But this ......" Fu Yuzhen was helpless, and turned around and walked home bitterly.

"Little deflated calf, who are you scolding for the things rolling out of the kiln?" Old Lady Jiang scolded in a sharp and high-pitched voice.

Wen Shuo's eyelids drooped slightly, and he didn't look at Mrs. Jiang, but smiled and motioned to Fu Yuzhen, who looked at him embarrassedly and apologetically again, and said, "Okay, you go back and look at Lao Zhao, and I will go too." ”

With that, Wen Shuo turned around and left.

Old Mrs. Jiang continued to scold: "Cheap thing, dare to play tricks in front of my grandmother and me, and turn around and nail your whole family to death with a wooden man!"

Wen Shuo didn't stop, but turned his head and glanced at Old Lady Jiang lightly.

Just a glance.

Old Mrs. Jiang, who was scolding, closed her mouth involuntarily, but she still stared at Wen Shuo viciously.

The fat man was also a little puzzled, could it be that he now has a very powerful aura? So just a look can make this kind of old lady who is so rude and shameless to the extreme feel frightened?

So he involuntarily stopped, looked at the old lady with her mouth closed, and wondered how to make her life worse than death?

Although Wen Shuo was fat, he didn't have much measure.

What's more, this old lady scolded so viciously that she didn't turn over and kill her a few times, she was really sorry for this old lady's self-inflicted sin.

Mrs. Jiang scolded happily just now, but she heard her daughter say that there was a young student from the capital in the archaeological team who came to Zhao Changfu's house as a guest, and the student was so rich that he bought a **300 yuan of wine, without blinking his eyes, and said that he never drank that kind of low-grade wine!

Three hundred yuan a ** wine is still low-grade, how much money do people have to have?!

After hearing this, Mrs. Jiang called a fire, so she moved a small bench to the door and sat down, thinking about waiting for Zhao Changfu's family to come out, so she scolded a few words to vent her anger, anyway, she often does this, no one dares to do anything to her.

Just now I scolded this rich, especially rich, or a young man from the capital, hey, happy!

The sense of accomplishment is stronger than scolding Zhao Changfu ten times!

But people can call it cheap, that's why, when this young man from the capital, who is extremely rich in the eyes of Mrs. Jiang, suddenly glanced at her coldly from the initial amicable and honest state of being amiable and didn't dare to talk back, she couldn't help but twitch in her heart, and instinctively scared - people, but very rich people, are people from the capital, ordinary people like us can't afford to provoke it!

When Wen Shuo stopped and looked at her expressionlessly, Old Lady Jiang panicked even more.

What to do?

Apologize?

This kind of situation is not suitable, and the old lady Jiang, who has always been invincible and almost no one dares to mess with in the village, has to hold on to her old face and can't shrink!

At this moment, Mrs. Jiang's daughter, Guo Xiaocui, walked out of the courtyard, listening to her mother's angry scolding just now, she was too lazy to come out, anyway, she knew that the old lady would not suffer, and now she heard that there was no movement, so she came out of the house to take a look.

Seeing this scene outside the courtyard gate, the unfamiliar white young fat man was looking at the old lady, but the old lady didn't say a word......

"Hey, where did the rabbit lamb come from to pretend to be a person here?!" Guo Xiaocui opened his mouth and scolded.

She thought that the old lady was frightened.