Seeing that it was Hua Bo, Shaoqiu opened the door of the house, and for a while it rained heavily, and the eaves splashed on people's bodies, deriving a cold. Shaoqiu is weak, and it is inconvenient to stay in front of this house at this time, so he has to hurry back to the house, but this flower uncle is here, and he has no intention of leaving at all. Besides, I still have a lot of thoughts about Xiaohua, in case this is the person in my future, and now I am afraid that it is not appropriate to treat it like this, right?

Shaoqiu had no choice but to stand in front of the door of this house speechlessly, don't say that he was standing here at this time, even if Hua Bo asked him to work, it was absolutely unreasonable. And Hua Bo really asked him to go to the mountains to help him plow the fields, he had to take advantage of the heavy rain, and there was water in the paddy fields, otherwise, as soon as the water dried, how could he plow the fields?

Of course, Hua Bo also said that the reason why he wanted to invite him was because he had back pain, and he was sick last night and couldn't go to plow the field anymore, otherwise, he would never ask him for help. When Shaoqiu heard this, what else was there to say, so he agreed to come down at that time, took off his clean clothes, changed into a tattered mud-stained short coat, carried the plow and rake up the mountain, and went into Huabo's field to get busy.

Seeing that Shaoqiu carried the plough into the mountains and plowed the land for himself, Hua Bo was in a happy mood at this time, and when he returned home, he sat on the patio again, drinking tea and reading books. Of course, his reading of books is limited to some children's publications such as comic books, and other text books, so forget it. When Hua Bo sat on his patio and read the comic book, Shaoqiu was working the mountain, Hua Bo's cow recognized life or something, when he saw Shaoqiu, he felt that such a scholar was not worthy of calling himself, no, he kept kicking the soil with his feet, and the expression on his face was very disdainful. still turned around from time to time, raised the horns of the bull, and wanted to commit murder, if it weren't for the fact that Shaoqiu still had some strength, he would have been picked by this cow.

Not only that, but when the cow walked, it kept making noises from its mouth, and it sounded like it was scolding its mother. Shaoqiu didn't care about this, and pressed the plough deep into the ground, even if it was raining heavily, he couldn't be distracted. And the cow of the Hua Bo family, at this time, for some reason, ran lifeless in this field, and refused to let Shaoqiu call again, and the moo was louder, at first glance, it really sounded like scolding the mother, and at this time even the eighteenth generation of the ancestors may have been scolded.

The ox dragged the plough and fled into the mountains and forests, and it was once impossible to find it, if Hua Bo knew about it, he would be in great trouble, and he would not be able to ask himself to pay for the cattle at that time? Shaoqiu also followed into the mountains and forests at this time, and at this time the heavy rain on the mountains continued, and the mountains and forests were pitch black, from time to time there were rocks rolling down, and lightning flashed wildly in the sky, to find the whereabouts of the cattle, how easy is it?

Unable to find it for a while, Shaoqiu didn't dare to walk around in this mountain forest, out of the forest, returned to the edge of the ridge, and sat on a dilapidated stone for a while, bowing his head and sullen, and didn't know what Hua Bo would do if he knew about it. Will you kill yourself then?

What Shaoqiu never expected was that the cow had already walked to Hua Bo's house on its own at this time, with a plow on his body, mooing and mooing, looking very unhappy. And Shaoqiu is still staying in this mountain, even if it is night, he doesn't want to go home, look up, how can there be a home at this time?

If you lose Hua Boniu, do you still have the face to go back, it is better to stay on this mountain and let the heavy rain continue to drench you. Otherwise, what else could he do?

Shaoqiu was sitting on this big mountain, and on the big mountain, looking around, there was no trace of people, and in the mountains and forests, there was a big fire at this time, obviously struck by lightning and burned. Shaoqiu didn't dare to enter the mountains and forests, so he sat on the top of this big mountain at this time, and according to legend, there were ghosts here, and the people of the deserted village didn't dare to stay in this big mountain, but Shaoqiu had to sit alone on a stone, and the degree of fear can be imagined.

The heavy rain like ice poured on people's bodies, and Shaoqiu was sick, so he kept coughing, and the people in the deserted village, who could hear Shaoqiu's cough? No, only he knows, but the emperor and queen of heaven will not bless him, even if he is dead, he is quietly like a dead dog.

In the howling wind, in the distance, some people are laughing constantly, but in the middle of the night, who is still laughing at themselves like this? When I listened quietly, I couldn't hear anything, only the wind was howling, and a stone on the ground was already flying around under the sweep of the wind, and many of them hit Shaoqiu's body.

It's better to go back, otherwise, you will die of cold death on the mountain, but no one will sympathize with you.

Shaoqiu returned to his room, and in the darkness, he didn't see anyone, and he couldn't hear the sound of pots and pans. Hearing it, it was probably just a long sigh of oneself.

After burning the fire in front of the stove for a while, he suddenly heard someone coming, and from the sound of his walking, Shaoqiu concluded that the person who came must be Huabo. It's just that I don't know what he's doing here, but I've lost his cattle. Hua Bo came to the door of Shaoqiu's house and asked playfully, asking where his cow had gone, but his face was peaceful, and he couldn't see a hurry at all.

"I'm sorry I lost it." Shaoqiu replied.

"Did you lose my cow?" Faber asked in feigned surprise, not quite believing his ears.

"Well, your ox refused to obey my plow, and ran into the mountains and forests with a plough tool, and then he was never found again." Shaoqiu's voice was a little choked, and when he said this, he couldn't say it anymore.

"That's good, you have to pay!" Hua Bo said confidently, in that case, if Shaoqiu didn't pay compensation, he would be killed.

"Okay, but, at the moment, I don't have any money, so I'll pay you back slowly." Shaoqiu said.

"No need later, now I will take the meat of your stove house first, and if you owe it, you can pay it back slowly in the future." Hua Bo said this while leaning over to Shaoqiu's stove, took a piece of bacon weighing about two catties to his hand, glared at Shaoqiu viciously, and disappeared into the darkness.

My bacon was taken away, and I originally wanted to use it to replenish my body, because, after a busy day and a night on the mountain, I was really sleepy at this time, and I didn't eat something good, but how could it be good. However, the bacon has been taken away, and I have no choice but to eat some vegetables, and this vegetable is really as light as water, how to eat it for a while?

I had to eat some cabbage, after a busy day, I only ate so many cabbages, Shaoqiu couldn't eat much, I probably ate half a bowl of rice, and I couldn't eat it anymore, so I walked into my study at this time, sat silently at the desk alone, watching the flickering lights, and was sad for a while.

Outside the house, the rain continued to fall, and the muddy road was cut off, only the sound of the vast water of the river came, which made me sigh.