Chapter 120: The Prince (3)
In order to congratulate himself that Xiaohua has found Ruyi Langjun, and this Ruyi Langjun is still a prince, Hua Bo is very excited, so he chose a good auspicious day, set up a banquet to invite relatives and friends, and gathered together.
Of course, when the flower uncle held a banquet to celebrate, Shaoqiu was still staying on the mountain, and was busy for his watermelon field, and if he didn't plant the watermelon well, how could he have the money to marry Xiaohua at that time? Moreover, in his opinion, the matter between himself and Xiaohua is already ironclad, look at Xiaohua's loving eyes! Not only that, but Aunt Hua still has to walk to the door of her house from time to time, or say hello, or give him a few eggs...... In showing yourself and Xiaohua will eventually become a hundred years of good, and can you not be ready to prepare? After all, this is a major event in life, how can it be equated with child's play?
And in this field, all the watermelons seem to have been slapped by someone, which can be seen from the fingerprints left on it, but I don't know who did it for a while, just under this touch, the watermelon can still grow well? If he saw anyone who dared to do this, Shaoqiu really hated to fight with him, even if he lost his life because of this, he was willing. However, where can he go to find this vicious person, his watermelon can't grow big, and what should he ask him to sell in Lu Town?
Shaoqiu sat on the edge of the field, wanting to smoke a cigarette at this time, but he didn't have a cigarette to smoke, and he was bored and sat on the stone for a while, and his mood was really indescribable. "Who the hell is this so boring, oh my God!" Shaoqiu finally couldn't stand it anymore, so he shouted to the sky, but how could the sky help him?
He had no choice but to straighten his watermelon, which had not yet grown, because it had already been broken, and there were quite a few holes left on it, and the white flesh inside could be seen. It must not have been done by a mouse, but that a man had stabbed the watermelon with something to make it look so ugly and unsightly, and put it in the market, even if it was sold, it would lose money.
And Hua Bo was setting up a banquet with great fanfare at this time, and the guests were all people with heads and faces in the deserted village, gangsters and others, and dogs, all of whom were among them. Xiaohua didn't know what was going on, she was also eating and drinking happily at this time, anyway, she could eat good things, and her father didn't scold, such a good thing, why not?
There are quite a few flatterers among the guests, I heard that Hua Bo's daughter has become the prince's woman, is that the queen? At this time, these people, even though they have a common enmity with Hua Bo on weekdays, they also greet each other with smiling faces.
The second scraper, usually the most unpleasant to see Uncle Hua, at this time, also admitted his mistake in front of Uncle Hua, and even slapped himself in front of everyone, beating his mouth full of blood, until Uncle Hua persuaded him once, then he no longer slapped his face. However, this face seems to be swollen too much, and if it is not treated, I am afraid that it will also be life-threatening.
The dog master was also present this day, knowing that Xiaohua had become the queen, so he saw Hua Bo's face, and he never looked at him on weekdays, but at this time he actually called him "Dad". And the people of the deserted village, once they heard the dog call someone "Dad", they laughed loudly for a while, of course, this was laughing at him shamelessly, but the dog master was still screaming shamelessly, and he kept following this flower uncle, and he didn't know how many times he called "Dad" in his house.
The black bandit also went to Hua Bo's house this day, he was usually commanding, but at this time he was also sitting quietly on the side, drinking alone, at this time he also wanted to find someone to vent his anger, but he didn't dare, and when he saw Hua Bo, he no longer dared to shout, but called "brother" in a low voice. Hua Bo was a little surprised to see the bandit so respectful at this time, this brother is not such a virtuous person on weekdays, and he will beat people at every turn.
While everyone was eating and chatting, the prince appeared on a white horse at this time, his popularity was leisurely and elegant, his demeanor was gentle, and his face was solemn, but he was not a king's demeanor. The prince stopped in front of the house of the flower, and the flowerboy introduced the prince to everyone at this time, and everyone in the deserted village saw the future son-in-law of the flower, and praised them for a while, and they all gave a thumbs up.
Xiaohua was also in it at this time, and she didn't know what this person was doing, why did she stand in front of her house on a horse? However, seeing that people are respectful to him, it is inconvenient to be too suspicious, it seems that this person must be a promising person and a moral model, otherwise, why would everyone treat each other like this? Xiaohua also wanted to get up at this time and give him a bouquet of flowers or something, but without her father's permission, how could she make a mistake?
For a while, some people set off firecrackers, and some people blew suona, and in front of the door of Huabo's house, it was very lively. They invited the prince into the house, and drank a glass of wine, a piece of meat, and smoked a cigarette, but the prince, on the pretext that he was busy with official business, spoke to the people, and rode away on a white horse, followed by some servants.
And in Hua Bo's family, everyone is still celebrating, and being able to have something to do with the princely family is something that many people dream of. Someone even threw Hua Bo high, of course he couldn't fall, because there were too many people catching him below.
At this time, Shaoqiu stayed alone on the mountain, thinking hard about who was the person who touched his watermelon? In the face of this small watermelon, smart as Shaoqiu is helpless, only to cry long and short to it, but can he cry this watermelon big?
After staying on the mountain for a while, I couldn't see a single figure, could it be that there are ghosts on this mountain, and people are afraid and don't dare to go up the mountain again? However, he has nothing, even if he is killed by a ghost, it is nothing, anyway, he doesn't want to live anymore, and he dies early and is reincarnated.
Shaoqiu glanced at his watermelon field, it was really a mess, and there were many places where people had set fire for no reason, and the fire was scorched, and the watermelons grew and the grass couldn't grow. As soon as the wind blew, these dead watermelon vines flew in the wind, sweeping Shaoqiu's cheeks, making it quite uncomfortable. became angry for a while, and didn't care that this was his own watermelon field, and ripped off all these watermelon vines that were rebellious to him, as if it was not enough to vent the anger in his heart.
After really tearing off these vines, Shaoqiu regretted it again, he really shouldn't have done this, so he squatted in this field again, wanting to grow the watermelon seedlings in the ground, otherwise, it would be difficult in the future. However, can these watermelon seedlings still grow, thinking of this, Shaoqiu couldn't help crying, this must not be able to grow.
He fell in his field, facing the wind in the sky, and he didn't know that he felt cold. I didn't want to get up for a while, even though it was raining in the sky, and the raindrops were hitting my body, it was cold and painful, but I still didn't want to get up. Life has come to this point, how can you still think about other things, just lie in the ground and never get up?
And a big buffalo arched him with its sharp horns at this time, but fortunately it was not too hard, otherwise, it would have seriously injured people in just one moment. Shaoqiu hurriedly got up, who damned the cow dared to put it into his own melon field, isn't this too deceitful and what is the explanation?
Shaoqiu drove the cow away, and looked at his field, which was rotten and ugly, and he could smell the smell of. Obviously, when he was reading at home, someone casually pulled down in his melon field, and he was rolling in this and urine bush at this time, and there was no place on his body that was clean.