Originally, if Xiaohua didn't like this kid, it would have been forgotten, but his dead woman could be said to be a king who ate scales to Shaoqiu - iron-hearted. It's not easy to break them up for a while, but this Shaoqiu is so poor, if his daughter marries, won't he be able to live a good life?

And Shaoqiu, because he was afraid that he would not be able to deal with the gangsters and the like, not only did he have to do a good job on weekdays, but also had to constantly train his muscles while working, not asking for anything else, just to be able to express himself when he encountered the bandits' disrespect for Xiaohua, so that he would not be so deceitful. And the Ganoderma lucidum grown by Shaoqiu on the mountain is growing well, and Hua Bo will give it a thumbs up when he sees it, but Hua Bo is afraid that this Shaoqiu's muscles will bully his daughter at that time, and his daughter will not be able to stand it?

Hua Bo didn't know, this day he opened the door of the house, looked out, and saw Shaoqiu standing in front of his house again, looking at his daughter with bright eyes, and seemed to like her very much, which is nothing for Hua Bo, if Shaoqiu's muscles are not so much, but at this time the muscles on his body are already so strong, and look at his daughter, but she looks delicate, really like a peach blossom in March, can't stand a little bit of wind. If this is a powerful typhoon, how can your daughter stand it?

Therefore, seeing that Shaoqiu had to stand in front of the door of his house with such strong muscles, he felt a sense of humiliation for a while, if he shared the bed with him, then he would not be a woman, but any female thing could not stand it. I really pity my daughter, and my dead woman still doesn't know self-love, so she has to associate with this animal, and then she goes to another world, but how can she explain it to her ancestors?

Fortunately, this Shaoqiu was only standing in front of his house at night, otherwise, if the people in the deserted village saw it, what would they say about themselves? But on this day, when Hua Bo opened the door of the house and looked out, he found that this was not Shaoqiu's person, but a bandit, which was about the same, and it was really a joke for a person who studied in Shaoqiu to have such a strong body.

Hua Bo saw clearly that he was standing in front of his house on the night of the bandits, but he didn't know for a while whether his true intentions were for money or for women. And this black bandit, with a strong body and a brave spirit, looks at the entire deserted village, although there are many people who want to compete with one of them, but there are very few who can win.

A warrior should be like a warrior. In this regard, Hua Bo is approving, but if this is Shaoqiu, this will not be done, because Shaoqiu is a poor person if he says anything, and even if his daughter dies, she can't marry a poor person, right? Shaoqiu also wants to make some money, no, he planted a lot of Ganoderma lucidum on the mountains this year, but he planted it every year, and he didn't see how much he harvested, let alone how much money he made.

For a while, seeing the Ganoderma lucidum planted by Shaoqiu, Hua Bo could only scoff at it, although he planted Ganoderma lucidum, and what he planted was just some ordinary rice and the like. But he has a harvest every year, and Shaoqiu has planted Ganoderma lucidum for so many years, this income is nothing, in this regard, Hua Bo doesn't know how many times he laughed at him, but this kid seems to be not afraid of people's jokes, and still insists on planting Ganoderma lucidum on the mountain.

Sometimes, Hua Bo wants to simply burn this kid's Ganoderma lucidum on fire, but in this way, it doesn't seem to be very authentic, people are doing what the sky is watching, and then the sky will be angry, and there will be their own good fruit to eat. However, seeing that the Ganoderma lucidum planted in this young autumn encountered a major drought year, the cost of input was lost a lot, and he just lost some rice seeds, and the difference between the two can be said to be incomprehensible. Not only was there a great drought, but many stones fell from the sky and rolled down to their fields, crushing and flattening all the Ganoderma lucidum they had planted.

Faced with such a situation, Shaoqiu could only let out a long sigh, removed all the stones, looked at the Lingzhi that was pressed under the stones, and shook his head incessantly. This year has been done for nothing again.

That night, for the sake of his little flower, in order to make Xiaohua completely dead to Shaoqiu, otherwise, if he married, the people in the deserted village would laugh at him. As for why this is so, only God knows.

Hua Bo didn't dare or bear to dig up all the Ganoderma lucidum that had been planted on the mountain with a hoe, thinking it was too cruel, but he would go down the river under the moonlight on a night when no one was around, and then he made a gesture against the river and began to pray again. Of course, Hua Bo only prayed to bless his daughter to find a good man, but as for Shaoqiu, Hua Bo only wished that the Lingzhi he planted would die every year.

For this reason, Hua Bo even did not hesitate to slaughter the only pig in his family, find a few people to carry it to the river, sacrifice it to the gods, and curse Shaoqiu by the way. Of course, Shaoqiu doesn't know about this, otherwise, he wouldn't have to fight hard by this small river?

And Hua Bo is even more vicious, and even invited a lot of Taoist priests to do rituals by this small river, in order to pray for their own wind and rain, and so that the young autumn has no harvest every year. Of course, Xiaohua didn't know anything when he was doing the rituals, otherwise, he would have told Shaoqiu to let him take precautions.

That night, Shaoqiu stayed in his room reading, and at this time, someone seemed to knock lightly on the door, and someone seemed to be standing outside his room. Shaoqiu opened the door of the house and looked out, he didn't see anyone at first, but in a blink of an eye, he could clearly see a person standing in front of the door of his house, but he didn't speak, just lowered his head, and seemed to dare not see people.

It was late at night in the deserted village. Looking around, the flickering lights are no longer there, but the murmur of this small river when it goes east is so good, so that Shaoqiu really wants to sit by the small river at this time, and then look at the east of the river to listen to the sound of the waves.

However, when he saw this person standing in front of the door of his house in pitch black, Shaoqiu was a little scared for a while, this person himself could be said to have never seen it, and he appeared in front of his house for no reason at this time, I don't know what his intentions were? At this time, it doesn't matter so much, it's just important to close the door, otherwise, it won't be good to let this person into the house.

At this time, a strong wind blew unprovoked in front of the door of his house, and everywhere the wind passed, there was nothing left in ruins. Of course, this person was not seen for a time in this gale.

After dawn, Shaoqiu opened the door of the house and looked out, but saw a paper person rotting in front of his house, wasn't it the person standing in front of his house last night? But I don't know who is doing this, why, why is he trying to kill himself with such hatred for himself?