Mada took his wife home and lay down on the bed, and said to her, I will send my son to Pei Shanao's sister's house for foster care immediately, maybe your illness will be better in two days. Wu Xiaohua replied, before sending her son away, bring me to take a look. The motor met her request and brought the horsepower from Wu's mother, I don't know why Wu Xiaohua fainted when she saw the horsepower, and she had no strength to hug him.

Ma Li called out to his mother, and Wu Xiaohua, who was pale, did not answer. Mada regretted bringing his son here, but he didn't expect his son to hurt his wife so badly as soon as he came. He immediately took his son out, walked to the door of Wu's mother's house and said, you always help me take care of Ma Ma's mother, I will send my son to his aunt's house for foster care, and their mother and son can't stay together.

Wu's mother snorted, and went out on crutches to Mada's house. Mada sent his son to Pei Shan Pass. He never expected that when he turned around, he was greeted by bad news that he did not enter the house: his wife Wu Xiaohua died of illness.

Wu's mother is instructing a few juniors in the village to help take care of the aftermath. Mada burst into tears and grief, and suddenly remembered what the fortune teller had said, and four years later, his mother's eight characters were no match for him (horsepower......

At the moment of the funeral, my aunt brought back the little horsepower, wrapped the white yarn around his head, and asked him to kneel in front of his mother's coffin with the crowd of filial piety and asked him to kowtow.

The aunt touched Xiao Mali's head and pressed it twice, which was considered to kowtow to his mother who had died of illness. The aunt touched his head and wanted to press the third one, but it was not voluntary, and he didn't know how to volunteer Little Horsepower twisted his neck and refused, still playing with the white gauze.

My aunt took Xiao Ma to the motor and whispered, he doesn't know how to hang filial piety, do you have anything else for him to play with? The motor was busy with the funeral, and his head was big, so he said leave it alone.

At this time, Wu's mother noticed it, so she took out a crocodile leather bag that she kept for her from home and gave it to Xiao Ma to play with, and her aunt picked up the white gauze that Xiao Ma threw on the ground and inadvertently wrapped it around his arm while he was playing.

After the funeral is over, there is no need to take Ma Li to his aunt's house for foster care, he has already killed his mother, and people outside the village who are familiar with these situations have a lot of discussions, saying that Ma Li was born hard, and he can't be blamed, and he can't control it himself.

After a funeral, it costs money to invite a widower, a passerby, a coffin, etc., except for a part of the money funded by my sister's family, the rest are borrowed by the neighbors, this is to be repaid, where will the motor get the money to pay back? He remembered the evil trick again: stealing dead chickens and selling them for live money.

In less than 10 days, the motor went into different villages, did the same, stuffed his pocket with the money he had stolen and stolen from the sale of chickens, and quickly paid off the money he had borrowed for the funeral of his wife, who had died of illness. When he paid back the money, his sister looked at him seriously and said, "Motor, you will get money!"

The motor smiled mysteriously, patted the chicken feathers on his sleeve and said, I can't make money, how can I live?

The motor walked through several villages, and listened to the villagers' discussions, did the village cause weasels? Recently, either the Zhang family lost the chicken, or the Li family lost the chicken, it's terrible.

Mada was secretly proud, thinking that no one thought that he was stealing chickens, even if he had chicken feathers on his body and a bad smell of chicken feces, no one suspected that he was stealing chickens.

Later, the motor used the old method to steal chickens in more than 50 villages within a radius of more than ten miles, and no one was discovered, and almost every day he sold a chicken and left one to take home to cook, so that life was very nourishing.

After a period of time, the motor felt some discomfort, that is, some itching on the neck and arms, and red bumps when he scratched them, he went home and boiled water to soak a hot towel, which stopped the itching at that time, and then rebounded, and the itch was even worse, and the red bumps did not disappear, some swelling, which required a doctor, the motor reminded himself.

But he has a brutal temperament, generally as long as he can bear it, he will not go to the hospital, he does not want to spend money, especially he does not want to take out the money he has earned before, but he must spend money to treat the disease.

One night, he thought of stealing chickens and selling them for his own treatment, but the chickens were all in cages, how could he steal them? The child is asleep, but the motor is lying on the bed but can't sleep, and the evil idea of stealing chickens is still stirring in his heart. He thought: you don't need rat poison to steal chickens at night, and it's not easy to steal chickens in cages, and as soon as you put your hand into the cage to catch the chickens, the chickens will be frightened and scream, and once you alarm the owner, it's over.

Suddenly, there was the sound of a train, and the railway running through the north-south double line 5 kilometers outside the village usually had a train passing every half hour, and the rumbling roar could last for at least three to five minutes, and all other sounds that were not particularly strong would be completely covered. Mada pondered the roar of the train for a moment, which allowed him to succeed in his evil idea of stealing chickens.

The motor carried an empty urea bag out of the door, and in the hazy night, he walked like a ghost across the fields, and walked for nearly an hour to a village, in front of which were jagged old houses. It was early in the morning, and the train rumbled a few times, and the chickens, especially the roosters, always crowed for a while, which exposed the target.

The motor followed the cry and sneakily flashed to a house, but the chicken coop was in the hall, and the door was bolted, so that he could not enter or exit. It is still possible to enter, there are two beams in front of the house, and he can climb up to the upper floor with either of them, and this kind of brick and wood structure houses usually have only one floor, and they are all wooden buildings.

If the motor climbs upstairs and carefully descends from the upper floor into the hall, and when the train rumbles as it passes, he puts his hand into the coop and catches it at will, even if the chickens cries in terror, the owner will not hear them.

The motor was very hesitant to act rashly, he stood by the wall and heard the thunderous snoring in the house, and had some palpitations, if he climbed upstairs, and occasionally made a noise, and woke his master, if he did not escape, he would be in danger of being caught.

There was also a rooster crowing elsewhere just now, and he groped for it by feeling, but it was still the same, the chicken coop was on the side of the hall, and the door was latched, and he couldn't get in.

The motor was a little depressed, which was more difficult than using rat poison to "make trouble" with chickens, and now that he had come out, he did not give up, and continued to flash to another house by feeling, and before he could gain a foothold, he was shocked, and a dog found that he was barking, which was very unfavorable.

But it happened that there was a train passing in front of the village, and the rumbling sound almost shook the mountain, compared to the dog's barking seemed too weak to be heard, although the dog was still barking, and its eyes were still shining with a green and fierce light, but the motor didn't care about it anymore, under the cover of the loud sound caused by the train running, he touched the side of a hall with an open door, kicked a chicken coop, and then squatted down and quickly put his hand in to touch, ah, the cage full of chickens, he heard the chickens clucking because of fright, Some of the chickens drilled straight in, and he quickly dragged out one or two...... Until the chicken coop is empty, and the empty bag he brought is full.

When Mada left the open house, the train had already passed, and the village was not quiet, and the dog that was staring at him was still barking, but the dog's barking was different from the sound of people shouting that there was a thief or something, and no one would wake up and chase the thief, so Mada didn't care about the dog's harassment, and of course he didn't dare to take it lightly, but stood on tiptoe like a scud, and fled from the village where he had stolen the stolen goods as quickly as possible without making a sound.