"Big brother, your hoe is too powerful." Bai Zhaomei said excitedly.

If the eldest brother hadn't beaten the tiger half to death first, he wouldn't have lifted it, so the biggest credit for beating the tiger is the eldest brother.

Bai Dazhuang is still in a circle.

No, he raised his hoe, but it didn't touch the tiger's neck, and the tiger crashed into it automatically.

Did the tiger commit suicide on its own initiative?

"I ...... Didn't kill the tiger......" Bai Da Zhuangmu said dumbfoundedly.

"What is modest, Brother Bai, the tiger was killed by your Bai brothers." Wu Xiaoying pointed to the tiger on the ground and said.

Before going up the mountain, the young master also said that he must beat the credit for fighting the tiger to death on the head of the Bai family, and he didn't need to make a move with Xie Xiaolian, and the tiger was killed by the Bai family's father and son.

It's not all in the game.

The father was frightened, and the son went to save the father, and the family affection made them burst out with unprecedented courage and work together to kill the tiger.

Although it's a bit fantasy to say, the reality just happened.

Gee.

"Da Zhuang, aren't you scared stupid, afraid that the tiger will retaliate?" Xia Qingpi was bold, kicked the tiger's tail, and echoed Wu Xiaoying.

The people around nodded violently.

Everyone saw it really, the boss of the Bai family held a hoe in both hands, facing the tiger head-on.

That demeanor is unparalleled in bravery.

"The tiger is dead, it's dead, it's ......" Bai Dazhuang dreamed, wiped away the snot and tears on his face, and faced up to the fact that the tiger was knocked out by his own hoe.

The white plank sat on the ground, as if he had escaped death.

I can't believe that I can escape, not only did I escape, but the tiger was also killed by the two sons one by one and one by the mixed doubles.

He wanted to laugh, but his face froze and he couldn't laugh.

Seeing that the tiger was dead, he still couldn't move his neck and couldn't stand up on his legs.

Good guy, the bloody mouth, the bloody tiger roar, completely left a shadow in my heart.

"Xiaoying, you dragged my uncle, my uncle's legs were numb and I couldn't stand up." Bai Muban looked at his eldest son in a daze, and called Wu Xiaoying in a trembling voice to help him.

"Uncle Bai, slow down." Wu Xiaoying came to Bai Muban and wanted to pull Bai Muban up.

As soon as Bai Muban stood up with his strength, he suddenly fell again.

There is no way, the shadow given by the tiger is too big, and the legs and feet are weak as soon as the butt leaves the ground.

"Uncle Bai, why did you sit down again? You always stretch your legs and move them. Wu Xiaoying went to pull again.

Bai Muban stiffened and said in a trembling voice: "Xiaoying, uncle also wants to...... But this leg and foot are not obedient. ”

It's like falling into a nightmare, my brain is clear, and my body can't move.

The white plank grabbed Wu Xiaoying's arm and lifted it hard, but he couldn't lift it.

Wu Xiaoying bared his teeth, and his swollen arm was pinched by You Qingya, and when he was grabbed by the white plank, he began to hurt again.

"Uncle Bai, you take it slowly, close your eyes and take a breath, and exhale with your eyes, and you'll be fine." You Qingya bypassed the tiger and rushed to eat the white plank with Wu Xiaoying.

This method is still the tiger rushing forward, she is frightened and stiff, Wu Xiaoying taught her.

She thought it worked, and taught the white plank as it was.

Exhale, exhale, exhale......

Wu Xiaoying and You Qingya worked together to finally put up the white plank.

The village chief, Zhao Defu, lay in the grass, and through the gaps in the grass leaves, he repeatedly confirmed that the tiger was completely dead, and he came out of the grass tremblingly.

Straighten his collar, no matter how panicked he was before, he still has to maintain the demeanor of the head of Shenshu Village.

When he came to the tiger's side, smelled the rich bloody smell, and looked into the tiger's dead eyes, the demeanor of the village chief Zhao Defu broke in a second. With tears in his eyes excitedly, he patted Bai Dazhuang's shoulder with one hand, and said loudly: "Big nephew! My great nephew! In the future, you will not be a farmer Bai Dazhuang, but Bai Dazhuang, a hero who fights tigers in Shenshu Village. ”

Bai Dazhuang: "......"

I thought you were going to change my name.

After praising Bai Dazhuang, he put one hand on Bai Zhaomei's neck and said: "The fifth child of the Bai family, you are better than your eldest brother than the blue. ”

Bai Zhaomei looked confused, saying that she didn't understand.

Zhao Defu finished praising the son of the Bai family, and in order to show that he was treated equally, he turned his head to praise Bai Muban.

Trembling with both hands, he held the hand of the small white plank, the old tears were full of tears, and he choked up: "Brother Bai, what the father and son soldiers said when they fought the tiger were right. Brother Bai, you are luring the tiger with your life in spite of your life, and the two nephews are cooperating with you, one is chopping with a hoe, and the other is lifting and falling, high, really high. ”

Bai family father and son: "......"

In the end, someone can be the village head, and as soon as he packaged it, the image of a fearless and glorious father and son who fought tigers came out.

The village chief paused, waved his hand at everyone, and said, "The father and son of the Bai family are the tiger-fighting heroes of our Shenshu Village......

"That's right! The old Bai family man is a hero who fights tigers! ”

"Fight Tiger Heroes!"

"Fight Tiger Heroes!"

"The man of the Bai family, Niu X!"

……

Everyone followed the gesture of the village chief and resounded with a tidal wave of cheers.

Some young laborers and young men who were good friends with Bai Dazhuang gathered around excitedly, lifted the Bai family's father and son in turn, and then threw them up.

The father and son of the white plank looked at the sky in the hands of everyone and looked confused, until they fell, there was a sense of reality.

The body can move, the neck can be raised, the legs and feet can be stretched, and the whole body can be covered from head to toe......

After stepping on the ground steadily, Bai Zhaomei only cared about her pride to the point of expansion, clenching her fists and thinking about how to brag to her friends in the village.

Bai Dazhuang and his father glanced at each other, and the two of them were very weak in the adoring eyes of the crowd in Shenshu Village.

Others don't know what's going on, the father and son are really clear in their hearts, and the tiger is not so much killed by Bai Dazhuang as it is killed by himself.

Whatever, though.

After all, the tiger is dead, and the harm is eliminated for the people.

Luck is also part of strength, why didn't the tiger hit someone else's hoe, but caught the white plank and bit it, and hit the white hoe?

Oh, the credit for fighting the tiger belongs to the old Bai family.

the hundred taels of silver......

Bai Dazhuang and Bai Muban, father and son, had a clear heart, and their eyes glowed when they looked at each other.

"The village chief has won the award, and everyone has won the award. It's the village chief's organization, and everyone is strong, so that our father and son can kill the tiger......"

Bai Muban laughed a few times and said modestly.

But the smugness on his face could not be concealed.

Bai Dazhuang is as good as flowing: "That's it, that is, our father and son haven't done anything great." ”

"Uncle Bai, don't be modest! The tiger pounces on you, if I had been scared to death. ”

"That's it! Bai Dazhuang is the most powerful, and he split the tiger with a hoe. ”

"Uncle Bai, this credit belongs to your Bai family, didn't you see the village chief getting into the grass in fright, and the others were even more scared to pee their pants......"

Xia Qingpi said with a grin.

As soon as his words fell, the village chief's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot, and the others in Shenshu Village were a little embarrassed.

Several people's pants were wet.

"You Mazi's pants are the wettest the most." Someone pointed to the wet laughter on You Mazi's buttocks.

"It's not just me, you peed too......" You Mazi pulled the son of the village chief next to him and took off his pants.

"Go away, whoever pees, I'm sweating ......"

"I'm just relieved, the tiger is coming, and I haven't had time to pee......"

The men of Shenshu Village joked with each other, and it was lively.

Seeing a jubilant scene, Village Chief Zhao Defu nodded, and pride rose in his heart.

The credit for killing the tiger belongs to Shenshu Village, and more importantly, none of the men in Shenshu Village were injured.

"Woooooooooo......oo Woowoo woo ......"

Different from the joyful painting style of Shenshu Village, some people in Xiashan Village are crying.