That night, for some reason, the rain was pouring down, and for a while, it seemed that only the sound of the rain was left, and the others, such as the chirping of birds and the sound of the wind blowing, were not heard at this time. Shaoqiu sat quietly at his desk, looking at a book, otherwise, it seemed that he was not quite worthy of the time.

After reading the book in the middle of the night, I had a little headache at this time, and my whole body was sore, so I turned off the lights and prepared to go to bed, because the hour is not early, and tomorrow I may have to go up the mountain to work, but I must not have a good rest, otherwise, I will go to the mountain tomorrow, and then I want to do this job well, which can also be said to be impossible.

Because I worked too hard, I had lung disease again at this time, and I kept coughing and vomiting blood, on the floor, on the desk, everywhere, very unbearable. Fortunately, Xiaohua didn't see this scene, otherwise, she might not love herself.

Shaoqiu turned off the lights and couldn't read anymore, otherwise, the disease would be aggravated, which was not appropriate, but it was still necessary to focus on health and have strength, and Xiaohua would be happy when she saw it. So he climbed into bed, turned off the light, and for a moment the room was dark, and he breathed a long sigh of relief, for he had to rest for a long time, because he had been busy in the middle of the night, and if he did not rest at this time, it would not be done.

At this moment, someone outside the door banged on the door vigorously, and he was not ready to open it for a while, because he had become something at this time, and he still had the strength to open the door, so he didn't plan to open the door. After a while, Shaoqiu felt that someone had torn off his quilt, although it was the end of spring, it was also a little cold, especially at night, even more so, in the name of humanitarianism, no one should do this kind of thing to remove someone's quilt, otherwise, people might say that he was not human.

However, this person not only took off Shaoqiu's quilt, but also scolded and scolded, which made Shaoqiu almost startled, because this person was holding a knife in his hand, and he was ready to slash Shaoqiu's body, "Fuck, get up, hurry up!" ”

Shaoqiu had to get up, and he didn't know what he was going to do, but this person was so anxious, if he didn't go, it would seem too impersonal, maybe there was something wrong with that person's family, otherwise, he wouldn't be so calling, for a while, he didn't care about it so much, he took off the quilt, closed the door, went out immediately, followed the person, and gradually disappeared into the night.

It turned out that there was something wrong with Hua Bo's family, the truck pulled a car of cement, which was being transported, and the heavy rain fell suddenly, and there was no tent on the truck to protect the rain, for a while, it could only rely on manpower to collect the goods, otherwise, the cement would be invalid after heavy rain, and Hua Bo had spent his life savings in order to buy these cements, and he could not withstand any wind and waves at this time, otherwise, the house might not be repaired.

The truck driver kept burping because he was full, thinking that he was going to buy goods for himself, which was tantamount to a fool's dream, everything could only rely on himself, but Xiaohua couldn't carry it at all, and his own woman, seeing so many goods, and so dirty, this was far away, and I don't know whose house to play cards.

At this time in the deserted village, because of the unpredictable weather, people went to bed early, most of them went to sleep, only a few, because they couldn't sleep, they still gathered together, gossiping with each other, hoping that these people would be willing to buy goods for Hua Bo, this is not good, because these people have had festivals and fights with Hua Bo, and even some people, Hua Bo has not spoken to him yet, and at this time he is embarrassed to ask others to carry cement for himself?

There is no way, at this time, I saw the lights in Shaoqiu's house, and thought to myself, why not find this nerd to carry cement for himself, anyway, he is idle, it is better to call him up and do some work for himself. So he went to Shaoqiu's house, woke him up while he was sleeping, and stood by the big truck at this time, like a fool for a while, and didn't know what to do.

The truck driver was burping, and he was stroking his belly, saying that his intestines were broken, maybe he had eaten too much, and something was wrong, but looking at him like that, it shouldn't matter. Hua Bo originally wanted to call the truck driver to help him transport the goods together, but when he heard him say that his intestines were broken, he didn't dare to call him, otherwise, he would really die.

However, although the truck driver said this, he hiccuped while talking, but he did not have any painful expression, which is to say that his intestines are broken, and the ghost will believe it! Shaoqiu didn't believe it, and of course Hua Bo didn't believe it either, but since people said so, he was not too embarrassed to call others to help him work at this time, otherwise if it was true, wouldn't he be a big deal?

I had to ask the truck driver to sit on the side, and it was a little funny to see him burping incessantly, and it seemed very uncomfortable to make a face while burping, otherwise it wouldn't be like this. Hua Bo didn't care about his cement at this time, so he could only let it drench like this, because compared to the important matter of human life, what is a few bags of cement?

Hua Bo stepped forward and kept stroking his stomach for the truck driver, this huge belly was so fat, because for the sake of the truck driver working for himself, otherwise, he wouldn't have come to touch his belly. "Are you feeling better?" After stroking for a while, Hua Bo asked.

"It's okay, you go and carry it, I can't do that job, my intestines are broken." The truck driver hiccuped and said, "Really...... I really shouldn't have eaten so much. ”

"Oh, then you burp here, I'm going to carry the cement, because the rain is too heavy to accompany you." Hua Bo left with a smile.

"Go ahead." The truck driver let out a very stinky fart and burped loudly at this point.

Hua Bo then left the truck driver, walked to the truck, and looked at the truckload full of cement, all drenched in heavy rain, if this is not carried into the house, by dawn tomorrow, the cement will be useless. At this time, I carried a bag of cement, but I couldn't carry it on my shoulders, because the cement was too heavy, I was pressed down, and I pressed this head into a puddle, which shouted for help.

Shaoqiu left the truck with a bag of cement, and was about to walk to Hua Bo's house, in order to carry this bag of cement, he had already exhausted all his strength at this time, and what energy did he have to listen to other sounds, so he didn't care so much, he just kept walking forward. The truck driver came forward, because he heard the voice of Hua Bo calling for help, and at this time, he saw that Hua Bo's head was pressed under the cement, and if he was a little late, he would probably be finished.

The truck driver easily lifted the cement, and the flower man climbed out from under the cement, and at this time drank a lot of muddy rainwater, and like the truck driver, he was burping incessantly. "My intestines are broken, otherwise, what is a mere bag of cement?!" So said the truck driver.

"Yes, yes." Hua Bo kept saying, "But this bag of cement is too heavy for me, fortunately, with this Shaoqiu, otherwise, it would be impossible to move this truck of cement from the truck to the house safely." ”

At this time, it was raining heavily, thunder and lightning were frequent, and lightning pierced the night sky, illuminating everything clearly and truly for a while, and even the hiccup of the truck driver was very clearly visible. The fact that the truck driver was able to carry a bag of cement with ease not only proves that his intestines are not broken, but that there is no problem at all.

Because the cement is too heavy, Hua Bo is a little afraid of carrying, before carrying, he still has to hesitate for a while, look at the sky, look at the ground, and then scold the heavy rain. At this time, I had to carry it, but before I carried it, I had to make a move for this cement, begging it not to press itself so ruthlessly, and even called the cement softly, "Grandpa." ”

After finishing this set of procedures, this will carry another bag of cement on the shoulder, because the cement is too heavy, of course, this is for Hua Bo, as for a man like a truck driver, not to mention a bag of cement, even if it is two or three packs, it is not a problem. Hua Bo carried the bag of cement at this time, and he couldn't stand still, but in order not to make too much of a fool of himself in front of Shaoqiu, he couldn't stand up, but in the end he stood firm, but he didn't dare to move, because his legs were trembling incessantly, and if something happened to him, he might fall down.

"Come on, people, I can't stand it." Hua Bo screamed again at this time, and did not dare to move a step, otherwise, this might be the same as last time, and let the cement hold his head down.

The truck driver left the place because he had eaten too much and had diarrhea, and went to the latrine, where he was pooping and pooping comfortably, and he didn't want to go out. can only rely on Shaoqiu, but Shaoqiu is also tired enough, and it was not a coolie material, but at this time, seeing Hua Bo like this, he had to come forward, catch the cement, and then carry it on his shoulders.

Hua Bo didn't care whether the heavy rain was too big, he sat in the mud and looked at the sky, but when he saw the dark clouds rolling, the heavy rain was going to stop for a while, and he was afraid that it would not work. This sat in the mud and kept panting, only carrying a bag of cement, which was too tired, at this time closed his eyes, and wanted to rest for a while, anyway, there was Shaoqiu to carry, what is the hurry.

At this moment, the truck driver started the motor, but when he saw the truck for a while, he turned on the headlights, rumbled, turned around, and walked away. When he left, he still splashed a lot of mud on this flower uncle's body, and a stone also hit him in the face, smashed his nose, and was constantly bleeding, otherwise, he might still be sleeping, and he didn't know that the truck driver quietly pulled the car of cement away.

"Alas, my cement!" Hua Bo chased forward for a while, because such a truckload of cement cost him a lot of money, and at this time he said he would leave, didn't he want people's lives?

But after chasing for a while, I couldn't chase it, and for a while, I could only lie on the road, panting and scolding the truck driver's mother. But the truck driver didn't mean to stop, turned a corner, and disappeared, leaving only a shameful night in front of Hua Bo, at this time, seeing Shaoqiu staying by his side, he slapped him twice, "Why don't you wake me up, otherwise, will this truck of cement be pulled away?" ”