The rain is really getting heavier and heavier, the night is blank, the deserted village is empty, people at this time, they don't know where to hide, in the face of this big truck of cement, if you don't take it down, the consequences are unbearable, but it is not something that one person can solve. Shaoqiu was so anxious that he cried, because his lung disease had attacked again, no, he was coughing incessantly, spitting blood, weak, and going on like this, wanting to pull down such a truckload of cement to avoid soaking in the river, this is an impossible task.

The truck driver was hiccuping, and when he saw Shaoqiu looking at him, he said that his intestines were broken, and whether it was really broken was still up for debate. Seeing that the truck driver refused to help, Shaoqiu was inconvenient for a while, so he could only carry it slowly and try his best to carry it by himself, in case the river water was about to come up and soak the truck of cement, which could not be stopped by manpower, so he had to resign himself to fate.

The rain is really getting heavier and heavier, all over the deserted village, quite quiet, for a while, you can almost hear the sound of your own breathing, the water of the Taotao River is unstoppably climbing up, the earth can't stop screaming, it seems that it will be another disaster year, and this truck of cement will not be guaranteed, Shaoqiu doesn't want to stay here at this time, but he thinks of Xiaohua, and leaves, I'm afraid it's not appropriate.

Hua Bo doesn't know what's wrong, he was fine, but he fell asleep for no reason at this time, is this really God trying to rectify himself, to deliver such a truckload of cement to himself, so that he can be stripped down with a sick and weak body? Thinking of this, Shaoqiu was not only a little scared, didn't the doctor say that his health was not good, he had to take care of it, and he couldn't do heavy physical work, but since he promised Hua Bo at this time, it would be very bad not to pull down this truck of cement.

Shaoqiu is a sensible person, at this time in the face of this ruthless river, and looked at the sky, it seems that someone is pouring water from the sky to this below, the rain and fog are boundless, it is really to the situation where it is impossible to distinguish between east and west, north and south, the river keeps beating the truck, some water splashes even splashed on the cement, and then do not deal with it, then this truck of cement is about to be unprotected, what will Hua Bo take to build a house?

The truck driver was still sitting in the truck, burping and reading a magazine, probably with a broken bowel, or he should have been able to do himself some favors. Since the intestines are broken, this can't bother others, everything can only rely on themselves, otherwise, it will definitely not be a good thing not to tie this truck of cement down.

Of course, if this is someone else's cement, it is not their own business, since it is Xiaohua's, and their love for Xiaohua, the people of the deserted village are obvious to all, at this time watching this truck of cement suffer, and they are indifferent, do not carry these cement down, this is not possible anyway. I can't do it myself, because I like Xiaohuazhi very much, and if I don't tie these cements down, what kind of love is it?

Shaoqiu carried two bags of cement at this time, there was no way, in order to pull down all these cements, and this Hua Bo couldn't wake up for a while, everything could only rely on himself, otherwise, once Hua Bo had no money to buy cement, it was possible to sell his beloved little flowers, which was not what he wanted to see.

After carrying it twice, Shaoqiu was weak, and he couldn't walk anymore, but he was unwilling to fail, and still carried the cement to Hua Bo's house, otherwise, such a truck of cement soaked in the river, and the consequences would be unimaginable. There was heavy rain in the sky, and lightning flashed, For a while, staying in this rainy night, it was really difficult for Shaoqiu, because he was sick, no, he was coughing incessantly, and if he continued like this, he might have a big accident in less than three days.

But I can't watch this truck of cement soaked in water, otherwise, how can I be worthy of my conscience, worthy of Xiaohua, worthy of Huabo? After carrying it like this for a while, the water still soaked in, and the truck was soaked in the river water, of course, the truck driver was fine, but the cement on the truck was all gone.

Shaoqiu sat on the ground, he had already done his best, and when he saw that the truck of cement was completely wet, he really couldn't help at this time, so he could only look up to the sky and sigh, otherwise, what else could he do? At this time, Hua Bo woke up leisurely and saw that his cement had become a this, and he was quite angry for a while, and immediately prepared to kick Shaoqiu's body twice, but saw that Shaoqiu was lying on the ground and couldn't move, so he didn't kick people.

At this time, Hua Bo watched the truck of cement soaked in the river, chatting with the truck driver, and talking to each other, and at this time, Shaoqiu saw that there was nothing to do, so he left quickly, and from time to time, he returned to his house. After this toss, the lung disease has become more and more serious, and if this continues, within three days, it is very likely that his soul will return to the west.

Shaoqiu stayed in his house, it was raining heavily outside the door, and in the vast rain and fog, there was no trace of anyone in sight, and most of the people didn't know where to go, how could they not see anyone else? At this moment, I heard someone knocking on the door of my house, quite urgently, as if there was something big to solve by myself, so I opened the door, and it was none other than Widow Liu who came in.

Widow Liu was dressed quite casually at this time, only wearing a red trouser fork, so that once the people in the deserted village knew, they would definitely say that she was not a serious woman, but Shaoqiu didn't want to say it, because if she said it, people wouldn't believe her words, and it was in vain to say it, so it was better not to say it, but she could save energy.

Shaoqiu saw Widow Liu enter his house, and it was inconvenient to drive her out for a while, otherwise, this is very likely to have the effect of "no silver three hundred taels here", and the people in the deserted village will almost reach the point where everyone knows, so that Xiaohua will not want herself, and she will live a lonely life, which is also inappropriate, and it is still a little uncomfortable to think about it.

I had to say nothing, and I didn't drive this Widow Liu out, just closed her eyes and didn't look at it, because Widow Liu's dress was really flattering, of course, if this was a fashion show, it was still up for discussion, but in this deserted village, dressed like this, Shaoqiu inevitably had doubts in his heart, is this a person?

If this is fine on weekdays, but I am sick at this time, don't say that I can't do that, just walk, talk to people, this is also not possible, the doctor's instructions will not be deceitful, I have to rest at this time, and I must not do anything about the husband and wife, otherwise, if I want this lung disease to improve, I am afraid it is impossible.

However, Widow Liu was already lying on her bed, and it was raining heavily outside, and the deserted village was silent, and she never heard the sound of gossip. Shaoqiu watched this widow Liu lie on his bed, and for a while, if he stayed with him again, if people knew, would he still be a man in a deserted village, and how would people say that he was here?

Thinking of this terrible thing, Shaoqiu left his house, and without an umbrella, he kept walking outside, and he couldn't fall for Widow Liu, otherwise, let Xiaohua know about it, then everything would be over. Shaoqiu walked to this wild place for a while, the heavy rain was still continuous, and he didn't know where to go, just walk so casually, otherwise, it was really bad to stay in his own house and let people see that he was with this widow Liu.

Shaoqiu just walked to this field without stopping, the heavy rain was drenched on his body, cold and biting, coupled with the heavy physical work he had done all night, at this time he had reached the point of almost collapse, even so, it was better than going back to his own house, even if he died, he would never be in the same room with Widow Liu. Otherwise, I'm so sorry for Xiaohua and my ancestors.

The sky kept thundering, lightning pierced the night sky, you can vaguely see the road, the muddy mountain road, at this time a muddy water, I don't know where to go, I can only move forward one step higher and one foot lower, when this widow Liu left her house, when will she go back again.

Unconsciously, Shaoqiu had already come to the edge of a cliff, standing in this place at this time, facing a piece of darkness below, for a while, I didn't know what to do. And not far ahead, Xiaohua also stood, but didn't seem to find herself, just hugged another man, which made Shaoqiu a little surprised, it turned out that Xiaohua knew that Widow Liu was sleeping in her own room, and she was friendly with others at this time, isn't this clearly cutting off with herself?

Xiaohua and the man hugged and left, for a while on the mountain, on the edge of the cliff, only Shaoqiu was left, in the face of this cliff, as long as he jumped down here, then everything would be gone, trouble, depression, shame...... None of them are gone. Shaoqiu stood up at this time, and really wanted to jump under this cliff, otherwise, when would the troubles of this life come to an end.

At this time, Widow Liu appeared behind her with an umbrella, still wearing only a red trouser fork, with a smile on her face, as if she wanted to pounce over and hug herself, which made Shaoqiu really don't know what to do, once this Widow Liu hugged herself, then her reputation in this life will be over.

I can't care so much, and now the only way is to jump under this cliff, otherwise, let this Widow Liu hug it, how bad is this, people will laugh at themselves, right? Shaoqiu jumped under this cliff, otherwise, he did that thing with this widow Liu for no reason, and he would like to live in the future?

But after jumping down, this was startled, and when I opened my eyes, it was just a dream, and I was still lying on the table, quite dirty, and I dared to carry the cement for Hua Bo all night, and I was so tired that I fell asleep. There was no widow Liu on the bed, so I walked to the side of the bed and wanted to go to sleep.