A few days later, Shaoqiu walked into the mountain and found that there was a boulder lying in his field at this time, of course, he was in a very bad mood, and he couldn't push the boulder for a while, so he had to let him lie in his field. And this Hua Bo also came to this big mountain at this time, standing beside this young autumn, and wanted to know for a moment what he knew about it.

Shaoqiu looked at the boulder lying in his field, and scolded loudly for a while, and Hua Bo heard him scolding, and wanted to pay back at this time, but he still held back. But this anger hangs on this face, and it can't be removed for a while, muttering in my heart, see how Lao Tzu will fix you in the future!

This flower uncle was passing by the edge of this young autumn field, and he was still pretending to fall, so as to deliberately trample on the crops in this young autumn field, and trampled on the largest watermelon in this young autumn. The reason why he did this was because Shaoqiu scolded himself just now, and he couldn't bear it for a while, so he resorted to this trick, and Shaoqiu saw that he didn't mean it, so it was inconvenient to say anything for a while. Just walked over silently and held the watermelon in his hand, and this face was extremely ugly, this is the largest watermelon in his field, so let this flower uncle take it as his own face and spoil it?

"Oh, nephew, I didn't mean to, please don't mind, when my watermelon is ripe, please eat the biggest, okay?" Hua Bo said.

"It's okay, it's okay." Shaoqiu looked at his own watermelon and said this, although he felt sorry for this watermelon, but there was nothing he could do.

"Otherwise, I'll pay you money, right?" Hua Bo said.

"No need, you can go." Shaoqiu said with a calm face, and walked away again at this time, as if he didn't want to stay with this flower boy more.

Hua Bo walked away with a hoe at this time, and when he looked back at this Shaoqiu, his face was still quite happy, and he could take away one of the biggest watermelons in this Shaoqiu, isn't this also his own ability?

In the evening, when the work was finished, Shaoqiu left early, and had to go back to cook. And at this time, Hua Bo has enough time to sit on the edge of this young autumn field, in the face of this good crop, the mood can be described as quite complicated, according to this, this harvest must be good, if it is used as a dowry, to this Hua Bo's house to ask for relatives, this Hua Aunt will not agree at that time?

That's a good thing. Hua Bo looked at this excellent crop at this time, and his mood was quite unhappy, and he couldn't help himself for a while, so he burst into tears.

He was sitting on the edge of this field at this time, jealous, and really wanted to burn it with a fire, so that there was no hope for this young autumn to survive, and then it could be said that he would surrender without a fight. But as a farmer, if he really did this, he would really be reluctant to give up these crops, which is a tyrannical thing, and it can even be said that he is doing something that cuts off his children and grandchildren. It was really reluctant for him to do this, but he couldn't let this crop grow up in peace, and it seemed that he was too unintelligent; Second, this is also bad for the small flowers.

Hua Bo suddenly thought of a way at this time, so he hurried to his house, and he didn't have time to eat, but walked to the edge of the field in this young autumn with things like the road, found a wide and calm place, and burned paper there. And when burning the paper, it is still necessary to pray to the sky, may the heavens let the field of this young autumn be struck by lightning, and then burn the essence.

After praying like this three times, Hua Bo only left at this time, and at this time he also felt hungry, and his stomach was already screaming, probably scolding his mother. At this time, he walked into Shaoqiu's field, saw that there was no one around, and knew that this Shaoqiu was not as treacherous as him, and he would never go up to Datian to inspect at the third watch in the middle of the night, but he might stay in his dilapidated house, reading a book that was not worth it.

As soon as this flower man came to hate this young autumn, he threw himself into the field, and at this time, he didn't care whether he was a thief or not, and after picking the largest watermelon, he slept in this watermelon field and ate it. For a while, the watermelon field was a mess, and the watermelon vines that he had ruined were lying in the ground, still constantly calling, it seemed that even if Shaoqiu knew how to do things again, he would definitely lack the skills to return to heaven.

I don't know why, seeing this watermelon field become like this, Hua Bo was happy for a while, so he danced in this field, of course, his dancing was just a random dance, and he would never dance out of any fame. However, after dancing in the middle of the night, he finally found out with his conscience, and felt that he should not do this, so he sat on the edge of the field for a while, and kept sighing, but since this watermelon has become like this, he can't live anyway, so he picked all these watermelons, and it is good to feed them to the pigs.

In this young autumn field, he got a load of watermelons, and it was inconvenient for Hua Bo to stay for a long time, so he picked up the watermelon, stepped on the rugged mountain road, and rushed to his house. But on this mountain road, he suddenly ran into Shaoqiu, I don't know why he didn't read, but he came to the mountain in the middle of the night.

"Uncle picked a watermelon?" Shaoqiu asked.

"Yes, my watermelon was planted early, and it must be ripe at this time, so I picked it and took it to Lu Zhen to sell it tomorrow, I heard that the price is okay." Hua Bo said this, but his whole body was constantly trembling, if Shaoqiu knew about it, then he would not have to find himself desperately.

"Oh, that's right, but the watermelons in my field are not ripe yet, and I will have to sell them in Luzhen after a while." Shaoqiu said.

Hua Bo smiled without smiling at this time, and walked to his house step by step with this load of watermelons, and this Shaoqiu was also humming a little song at this time, this day has a rush, it is good.

When Shaoqiu returned to his field, he saw that the sky was not good, and he was afraid that it would rain, so he went up to the field to take a look, fearing that the heavy rain would drown the big watermelon, and it would be disastrous at that time. However, when he saw that his field had become like this, he sat on the ground, and it seemed that it would be in vain to expect watermelon to make some money, and why would he marry Xiaohua in the future?

Thinking of this, Shaoqiu kept crying, and then suddenly remembered Hua Bo, all this must be thanks to him, otherwise this Datian is so good, why did it become like this overnight? I ran into myself on the way just now, and he was embarrassed to talk to himself, so I went to reason with him, how can there be such a truth in the world?

But thinking that this is Xiaohua's father, even if he says he won, so what, he must not offend this Xiaohua, and it will not be good for him at that time. Thinking of this, Shaoqiu didn't have the opportunity to say anything at this time, but sat on this big mountain, facing this injustice from above, and trembled with anger for a while.

"At this point, what mood do I have to live, why don't I go into the forest and let this evil ghost kill in the middle of the night!" Shaoqiu said this, and walked towards the forest as he spoke, and according to rumors, there must be a ghost in that forest.

At this time, Shaoqiu entered the forest on the edge of the field, and at this time, he really couldn't see his fingers, but he heard a gust of wind blowing, which made Shaoqiu's scalp numb at this time, and the hair also stood upside down one by one.