Because of Hua Bozhi's shouting, he tirelessly told passers-by how his cold potatoes were not good, and even stretched people's teeth, so when it came to the end, Shaoqiu only sold one cold potato. Seeing that the pedestrians on the street are gradually decreasing, it is estimated that the time to sail will come, and sure enough, the boat owner is constantly shouting on the street, it is not early, and if you don't go back, then it will be very dangerous when crossing the Qinglang Beach, and there is even the possibility of shipwreck.

And Shaoqiu looked at his load of cold potatoes, which weighed thousands of pounds, and he couldn't sell them for a while, but when he looked at Hua Bo in the blink of an eye, he was already gone. What's more, the sky was originally clear, but at this time it somehow began to rain, once it rained, the cold potatoes were not easy to sell, it was like selling dung, and no one wanted it at all.

Shaoqiu had no choice but to carry this load of cold potatoes and tremble to the dock, his body was already drenched in rain, he already had a cold, and he kept coughing at the passers-by, but people didn't pay attention to it at all, and who would care about his life and death? No, not one.

When Shaoqiu picked such a load of cold potatoes to the big boat, the owner of the ship because the cold potatoes were too heavy, if he suppressed his big boat, I was afraid that it would be bad, and when he went back, the big boats of the people were all graceful and flying. How can your own big boat be so bulky to move on a big river, so that people can see it, jokes or not?

Therefore, for such a large load of cold potatoes in Shaoqiuzhi, the boat owner kept shaking his head for a while, on the grounds that it was too heavy, and he was afraid that his big ship would be crushed, or even sunk. What's more, at this time, some people even said that they heard the big boat crying, not because they were afraid that the cold potatoes in this young autumn were too heavy, and what explanation should they take for a while?

The owner of the boat stepped forward, handed Shaoqiu a cigarette, and said, "I'm sorry brother, my big boat really can't stand such a load of cold potatoes, in case it sinks, the people of this boat want to escape the waves and rapids of Qinglang Beach, I'm afraid it won't work." ”

"So what should I do?" Shaoqiu asked the shipowner.

"You ask me, who do I ask?" The shipowner replied.

Shaoqiu looked around at this time, the big boat was for a while, and during the time when Shaoqiu was talking, there was no one left, once the owner of the boat refused to take him, then it would be quite troublesome. Shaoqiu wanted to climb up with this load of cold potatoes, but when he walked on the board, the board may have been broken, and he didn't go halfway, and the board was really broken.

For a while, Shaoqiu and his cold potatoes fell into the river, and when they were about to get up again and climb onto the big boat, the boat owner had already opened the big boat, and said sorry to Shaoqiu, so he left. When Shaoqiu climbed ashore with this load of cold potatoes, it was already twilight in Lu Town, and many people had even turned on the lights, but the rain was even heavier.

Shaoqiu was sitting by his cold potatoes at this time, coughing constantly at this time, and his whole body was trembling, but the sky was constantly raining, and there was nowhere to hide, so he could only stand by his cold potatoes, otherwise where else could he go? The people here are not familiar with the place, once they leave their cold potatoes and only care about themselves to hide from the rain, are they afraid of their cold potatoes?

Just when Shaoqiu was at a loss, the wind was strong. There were waves up and down the river, and from time to time big fish jumped and made a splash on the surface of the river, and the sky was so gloomy that it was frightening to beat its chest.

There is no way, Shaoqiu had to pick up this load of cold potatoes, since he couldn't take the boat, he had to walk back for a while, it was impossible to really don't want so many cold potatoes, this was planted by himself, once he didn't want it, what kind of system did it be? It's impossible not to want it, I can't bear it or even dare to think about it, otherwise, if it spreads, what will people say about themselves, saying that they are still light on violent things, and even some people say that they are not human.

After all, it is not easy to grow so many cold potatoes, which contains how much bitter sweat they have, so don't do it, people are watching the sky, it is best not to thunder at that time, otherwise, they will be in danger. Won't Ray beat himself?

Besides, it was already raining on this day, as the saying goes, there are unforeseen storms in the sky, who knows when the thunder will strike? Therefore, no matter what you say, this can't be avoided, although this cold potato is no longer presentable, and some of them are even a little bad. But even if this is the case, you can't say you don't want it, just like a mother, who would not want it because their children are not good enough?

Shaoqiu carried a load of cold potatoes to the muddy dirt road, on the road, because the mud was too deep, one foot stepped down, and he couldn't pull it out for a long time, and when he pulled it out, he found that although his foot came out, the shoe was still in the mud. For a while, he could only walk with one shoe, because the shoe had dug deep into the mud, and even though a loach fish had turned out, his own shoe could not be found. I can only stop it.

The night is gradually falling, the road is quite slippery, a little careless, will fall, for a while can only be one step at a time, steady and steady, step by step, otherwise, want to get out of this immortal quagmire, I am afraid that I do not know to the year of the monkey and the month of the horse. Fortunately, there are no ghosts in this wilderness, otherwise, if you encounter it, it will be impossible to escape from its palm.

For a while, Shaoqiu walked on the road with this load of cold potatoes, and I don't know who was so lacking in morality, so he actually installed a cover on the road, which may have been used to clamp the beast, but it caught Shaoqiu's shoeed foot, and it was not a big problem for a while. After walking for a while, although he only walked more than ten meters away, he was still a mile away from the deserted village, so he sat on the side of the road to rest, wanting to smoke a cigarette or drink saliva or something.

But it was said that Hua Bo took a big boat back to the deserted village, and at this time he was standing on the edge of Shaoqiu's field, knowing that others had gone to Lu Town, and he was afraid that he would not be able to come back for a while, so he carried a hoe to dig cold potatoes in his field to eat. Of course, he also planted a lot of cold potatoes himself, but he was reluctant to eat them, so he dug up the cold potatoes of Shaoqiu, and invited other people to eat them, saying that this cold potato was grown by himself.

Other people eat this cold potato, and they can't stop giving a thumbs up to this flower uncle, which is so sweet and delicious that it is even better than watermelon, and some people even eat diarrhea, and they still eat it non-stop. "Alas, since you have eaten diarrhea, and you are still eating so much, I'm afraid it won't work, so it's better to wait for your stomach to get better, stop diarrhea, and then open your belly and eat a lot." Hua Bo persuaded so.

"It's okay, it's so delicious, I'll eat the last one." The man replied.

"You don't know how many last ones you've eaten." Hua Bo said with a smile.

"Hua Bo, you are so good, please eat so many cold potatoes for us, how can we repay you?" One of them asked.

"What is this talking about repaying or not, anyway, it's not a valuable thing, if you really want to repay it, if you see someone beating me in the future, then please help me." Hua Bo said.

Not only is Uncle Hua eating other people's cold potatoes, but Uncle Hua's cattle are also joining in, just eating the cold potatoes that people have worked so hard to grow, which is fortunate not to let Shaoqiu see it, otherwise, I don't know how distressed I would be. After eating like this until midnight, people were all full at this time, and Hua Bo's cattle did not need to be put on the mountain, and after eating so many cold potatoes, it seemed that they had become much fatter than before eating.

Hua Bo drove his cattle down the mountain, but on the road, he actually ran into Shaoqiu, who picked a load of cold potatoes from Lu Town to a deserted village. From Luzhen to the deserted village, there are hundreds of miles of land, and the roads are muddy.

Shaoqiu walked on the road at this time, and saw Hua Bo standing in front of him with a large bag of cold potatoes, of course, Hua Bo's cold potatoes, because he was not industrious, lay at home in the scorching sun and slept a lot, so he did not grow up. All swallowed up by some weeds.

At this time, Shaoqiu saw that Hua Bo was carrying a large bag of cold potatoes, which could only be grown by himself, but because there was no evidence for a while, it was inconvenient to point it out. Shaoqiu just glanced at it, although he knew it, but he really couldn't say it, otherwise, Hua Bo might do something poisonous.

"Hello uncle." Shaoqiu met Hua Bo and greeted him like this.

"Good, good." Hua Bo replied with a smile.

Of course, although it is such a greeting, but he can only turn a blind eye to the cold potato that Hua Bo is carrying on his shoulder, otherwise, it may not be good. Hua Bo has no face, so he may jump off the wall in a hurry, and he can do everything for a while, and he may really get to the point where he struggles with Shaoqiu for a few cold potatoes. can't row, so Shaoqiu can only pretend not to see.

"Uncle has such a big bag of pumpkins on his shoulders." Shaoqiu knew that it was a cold potato, but he could only think that it was a pumpkin, otherwise, it would not have a good relationship with it, and how would Xiaohua be with him at that time.

"Hehe," said Hua Bo with a smile, "it's a pumpkin, a pumpkin that I picked in my own field." ”

Shaoqiu didn't have anything to say to him for a while, so he picked up this load of cold potatoes and returned to his house. Swinging the cold potato outside the room, the whole body was already dirty, the feet were numb, and the shoes were also torn.

After putting down the cold potato, Shaoqiu stood quietly in front of the door of his house, and heard the Hua Bo family laughing incessantly. It's just that I can't hear Xiaohua's laughter, I don't know where she is at this time?