Shaoqiu this night, staying in his own house, there is nowhere to go for a while, and the rain is still pouring down, and the wind is roaring like a ghost, such a night, where can I go? In front of the door, there are already birds, and there are few people, and the owner is nothing more than a few pieces of rotten grass and a few wisps of wind.

At such a night, I had to stay in the house to study, and my body was so thin that I could not bear it, who could brave this heavy rain and be exposed to the barren mountains and mountains for no reason? Only good flowers, even at this time, have no intention of forgiving themselves, but they pretend to fall in front of their house for no reason, constantly crying and scolding, ignorant people, still think that Shaoqiu is such a man but wants to bully a weak woman.

However, people seem to know her tricks, but they just want to take advantage of the evil anger in their chests to talk about Shaoqiu's revenge for bullying her daughter, and people are even more bystanders, Shaoqiu has nothing to do, so when she heard that Haohua was picking quarrels and provoking trouble in front of Shaoqiu's house for no reason, she listened to it for a while. On such a night, reading is better than playing cards, and good flowers are not good for this Shaoqiu, at this time squatting in front of Shaoqiu's house covered in mud, and passers-by see it, all of them are suspicious of Shaoqiu, thinking that taking advantage of the wind and the moon is dark, it seems that he wants to forcibly do bad things, otherwise, he will not make the good flower like this.

Not only that, but the good flowers still have to cry constantly, although they can't see clearly in the night, they are also clearly visible, and it seems that they have really been insulted by Shaoqiu. And the beauty of good flowers, everyone in the deserted village knows, every man covets it, and many of them are even jealous.

This is exactly the result of good flowers, but people passing by, because of the chastity of good flowers, getting along with them is only a matter of skin, and they dare not enter the wood. Therefore, although it is jealous, it is not too strong, although there are people who seek revenge for Shaoqiu, they do not dare to step forward, and they resolutely turn around after looking at it from a distance.

Shaoqiu didn't know anything, on such a night, he was reading aloud, he didn't know that this good flower was calculating himself like this, right? Otherwise, how can you still be in the mood to study?

Just as Shaoqiu was studying, Haohua shrank and hid in the corner of Shaoqiu's room, singing songs that others couldn't understand with tears streaming down her face, unkempt, dull eyes, and even disheveled. And this person just stayed in front of the door of Shaoqiu's house, and the evildoer should be Shaoqiu!

For a while, countless people stayed in front of the door of Shaoqiu's house, and many began to abuse for no reason, or the door of Shaoqiu's house was already broken, so they wanted to carry a boulder and smash it quickly! However, what has become of the door of the house at this time, it is said that it will be smashed with a boulder, even if you blow a breath, the door of the house will still be shaken a few times, so the door, how can you bear to smash it again!

Seeing that there were many people, Haohua hid his face and cried for a while, and when he returned to his house at this time, he immediately showed a smile on his face, no longer like staying in front of Shaoqiu's house. And these countless people are still staying in front of the door of Shaoqiu's house, chattering and discussing something, and the quarrels are rising wave after wave, and finally Shaoqiu can't study, because someone began to fight for no reason, and the beating was so cruel that people can hardly bear to look at it.

The one who lost the battle was still not convinced, and at this time threatened to retaliate with nuclear weapons, and the people in the deserted village were all afraid, even if it was Shaoqiu, he couldn't study with peace of mind. Still, someone stepped forward and persuaded him, saying that it was just a skin wound and that it was not worth such revenge, but the man was not convinced, and went away without stopping.

And the man was stopped by the good flower at this time, and said not to go, otherwise, he said that he didn't like him. Of course, Shaoqiu heard these words, knowing that this good flower was harmful, and wanted to make himself suffer a nuclear attack in such a way, and he was terrified for a while, and he couldn't read this book anymore.

Yes, if that person gets a nuclear weapon, not only will he hit the perpetrator, but he will also be finished with Shaoqiu, because the power of nuclear weapons is not a joke, and Shaoqiu may not be able to escape if he wants to! Shaoqiu didn't dare to read, went out of the house, and sat on a stone for a while, at this time, he didn't care whether the stone was clean or not, damp or not, just sat on the stone, and listened to people's words.

"What's going on now?" Someone cried.

"I think we'd better run, nuclear weapons aren't a joke, that person must not want to live anymore, so he wants to use a suicide attack." One person explained.

"It seems that the deserted village is going to be finished, and all this is thanks to Shaoqiu, at this time, why don't we send this Shaoqiu to that person's hands, explain the reason, and ask the beater to make amends and say something good about it, otherwise, that person will definitely not just forget it." Someone in the crowd proposed.

"Moreover, it's best to sacrifice good flowers, that person must like good flowers, after being beaten, I feel that good flowers no longer like themselves, so I made this decision." Someone said.

"If I don't go, I won't go, who wants to tell me to go, I will cut off whose skull!" Haohua said viciously.

If the good flower doesn't say good things, then things will be difficult to do, and the only result may be that the person gets the nucleus, and then what to do, it is estimated that the fool will figure it out. The beater was none other than the bandit, and he wanted to run away at this time, but after hearing Haohua say that he didn't plant, he stopped running for a while.

"What are you afraid of, let him get nuclear weapons, if he wants to die, I will accompany you, mother, why are you afraid?" Good flowers say so.

For a while, in front of the Shaoqiu house, Haohua accompanied the black bandit and several other people, playing cards. For Shaoqiuzhi's reading, people are opposed, what age is this, what is not easy to do, I prefer to read, I am really a "nerd". This person hates this useless nerd the most, and this nerd still has a leg with his daughter, so that a poor man still wants to possess his daughter like a flower, as soon as he thinks of this, the anger of the good flower is like an outbreak of a torrent, and it is out of control.

However, when it comes to fighting, good flowers can't beat it, and her husband doesn't have much chance of winning against it, so he came up with this method and dragged the bandits, and the person who was beaten by the bandits left at this time, threatening to retaliate with nuclear weapons, but imagine how much he suffered! This is just as Sima Qiangong said, "Resentment is also deep in people." ”

Shaoqiu listened to this good flower playing cards in front of her house, and she really hated her for a while, she was really a vicious person, and she didn't do anything to her daughter, and she couldn't even say that she had never touched it, so how could she say that she had possessed it? However, I don't know who this good flower said, I was stunned to say that my daughter was Shaoqiu's wife, and when I heard this, Shaoqiu's mouth was flattened.

At this time, I saw Haohua staying in her room, playing cards boringly, and the onlookers were quite frightened, and they watched and pointed from time to time. For a while, Shaoqiu can still read the book, absolutely can't read it, and at this time he is sitting in a desolation, no longer reading by himself, but by the book reading himself.