It was another fine sunny day, and Hua Bo walked out of the house and went up to the mountain, and on the mountain, the wind carried the fragrance of wild flowers, and there were clouds smiling at him in the distance. It's really good to stay in the mountains and work.

At this time, I don't know where Uncle Feng came out again, so Lao Yuan handed over a cigarette, and even put his face next to Uncle Hua, wanting Uncle Hua to slap him. Hua Bo didn't do anything at this time, just looked at this Uncle Feng and felt funny, at such an old age, he was still wearing a flower dress, don't you feel ashamed? However, he is the famous Uncle Feng, not to mention wearing floral clothes, even if he is a thief and robber, no one dares to say that he is not.

"You're here?" Hua Bo pondered for a while, and finally decided to say hello to him, otherwise, it seemed a little rude.

"Well, come and see you, long time no see, you damn it, are you making a fortune again?" Uncle Feng asked like this, his face was full of smiles, but the discerning person knew that this smile was all fake at a glance, and it seemed that he deliberately squeezed out such a smile, but Hua Bo saw it in his eyes, but it was quite useful.

"What kind of fortune are you, it's just that you don't starve to death in a mess of life, unlike you old guy, I don't know where to get money these days, it seems that I got some money, right?" Hua Bo glanced at Uncle Feng and asked.

"Fuck you," Uncle Feng scolded in a foul language, "If it weren't for bad luck, the person's wallet that fell asleep on the train would have been Lao Tzu's, and that person was pretending to be asleep, and the money was not obtained, and he was slashed." ”

"Haha, then you still go to make money, aren't you afraid of death?" Hua Bo asked as he hoeed the ground.

"Fuck your mother, if you don't make money, what will Lao Tzu eat," Uncle Feng said, "One day, I fuck your mother, and Lao Tzu will make a fortune." ”

"Yes, I also believe that you will get rich," Hua Bo said, at this time, he didn't dare to be disrespectful to this Uncle Feng, otherwise, this guy might have a knife on his back, and he would be furious at that time, and it would not be a matter if he stabbed himself. "Then why don't you go and make money, but what are you doing here?"

"I'll fuck your mother," Uncle Feng said, "I'm not here for anything else, just to send you a message." Uncle Feng said, his expression was quite mysterious, he got closer at this time, looked left and right, and saw that there was no one around, so he said to Uncle Hua.

"What did you say?" Hua Bo didn't believe Uncle Feng's words.

"Your little flower really slept in Shaoqiu's house last night, and the people in the deserted village are witnesses, I don't lie to you, otherwise, there will be five thunderstorms in the sky!" Uncle Feng said this, and after saying this, he took another sip, as if he was extremely disgusted with Shaoqiu's frivolity.

"That poor man slept with my daughter?" When Uncle Feng heard Uncle Feng provoking, Hua Bo was furious for a while, put down the hoe, roared, and smashed his fist on the stone, causing it to shatter for a while.

"You don't work anymore, you haven't finished hoeing this field, don't beat people first, otherwise, it's not a matter of delaying the crops." Uncle Feng said this, at this time, I really regret that I said this, seeing that this is going to be fucking fatal, but how can I get it.

"I'll hoe you fucking x!" Hua Bo scolded like this while rushing down the mountain, and after going down the mountain, he didn't go to his own house, but ran straight to Shaoqiu's house.

In front of Shaoqiu's house, I saw Xiaohua squatting on the ground, and the onlookers said something from time to time. Xiaohua couldn't argue, at this time, people were talking nonsense, but fortunately, no one dared to come forward to kill him, but at this time, he saw Hua Bo rushing over, carrying a knife on his back, and he was about to kill this little flower.

And Xiaohua saw her father coming, and she didn't run away at this time, she died when she died, what is the point of living like this, it's better to die. The knife was already resting on Xiaohua's neck, and Uncle Feng also came over at this time, he brought it, and he felt that he still had some responsibility, so he came over and grabbed the knife in the hand of this Huabo, otherwise Xiaohua might have died.

Although the flow of good flowers stood aside and watched, they didn't come forward to persuade half a sentence, they just wanted to see the excitement, and the deserted village hadn't seen a good show for a long time, how could this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity be missed?

"You can't kill people, this was brought by Lao Tzu, fuck your mother, you will kill people, how will Lao Tzu be a person in the future?" Uncle Feng said to Hua Bo. Hua Bo really listened to this Uncle Feng, so he let Xiaohua go, but he stopped her, and he wanted to pull her to his house no matter what, and he must not let the prince know, otherwise, the matter of Prince Gao Pan would be considered a failure.

The people of the deserted village followed, and there was such a serious incident, and they wanted to know how to deal with Hua Bo, if it wasn't for the little flower sinking into the river, the matter would never be over. Otherwise, isn't it a mess?

People followed Hua Bo and wanted to go to his house to take care of this matter, such an immoral thing, it is absolutely impossible not to sink the river. Hua Bo thought that the prince was still staying in his house at this time, so he let him know about it, did that family still want Xiaohua?

At this time, Hua Bo knelt in front of everyone, and kept saying good things, he must not let the prince know, otherwise, he would say that he would crash into the Grim Mountain and die. When people heard Hua Bo say this, it was inconvenient for them to say anything more, and if they hit the Great Mountain of Grimu, the deserted village would tremble, and the children would be frightened, and the old people might also feel afraid. This will not be pursued, but Hua Bo should educate his daughter well, this time, forget it, and not take it as an example. When the people said this, they left the door of Shaoqiu's house, and went back to their own homes, and went about their own business.

"Uncle Hua, where have you been, why did you only appear at this time, is the work on the mountain finished?" When the prince saw that Hua Bo had returned, he asked him so.

"It's all done, I'll come back, have you eaten, there is rice in the pot, I'll help you heat it up, and the dishes are still there." Hua Bo said.

"It's okay, you can do whatever you want." When the prince had said this, he sat down again, enjoying the scenery of the deserted village with a faint smile on his face.

Xiaohua is standing in this patio at this time, this used to be her own paradise, but at this time, for some reason, as soon as she enters this place, she has an uncomfortable stomach. If there is no prince to stay in his own house, then it would be good to dare to love, Xiaohua thought of this, and wanted to bite again, otherwise, this prince never seemed to leave his house, but when he saw his father, he did not dare to do anything.