Let's say that Shaoqiu heard someone appear in front of his house and say something big, so he asked the person carefully what happened. The man said it was dead.

It turned out that this was the case, after the person was lightly beaten by Shaoqiu, because of the light force, it was not a big problem, and it would be fine even without treatment. But when the man entered his house, and while he was cooking, a mouse suddenly appeared in the pot, and in the process of catching the mouse, he was accidentally scratched by the edge of the iron pot, and was wounded, and blood came out, and he smeared some chloramphenicol on the wound.

At that time, there was some chloramphenicol in the man's house, and I felt that if I left it dry and left it for a long time, I was afraid that it would be inappropriate and wasted. I felt that this was medicine anyway, and as long as it was medicine, it would definitely be good for the wound, so I smeared the remaining medicine on the wound at that time, otherwise, I felt a pity to see that the medicine was left dry.

After smearing the drug, the man hummed a song for a while, because he was in a good mood, thinking that when he went out that day and saw Shaoqiu, he would definitely beat him out of anger, and he couldn't let him beat himself in vain, right? At this time, while frying vegetables while singing some funeral songs that I have just learned, after preparation, who is old, this can come in handy, and also earn some money for yourself, then I will go to Lu Town, walk to the street, and see those delicious things, you can also buy some food, right?

The man was very strong, and the reason why he stayed in front of Shaoqiu's house was because he heard someone say that if he didn't sit there, he didn't knock on the window of the scholar, and in the future, his house would be haunted, and in the middle of the night, when there was no one, those ghosts or something would get into his house and kill himself. Otherwise, it would be impossible for that person to walk to the door of Shaoqiu's house for no reason and slap on someone's door, which is unjustifiable anyway, isn't it?

After the man was beaten, he wanted to fight back, but seeing that he was just a scholar, he had no power to restrain the chicken, if he received a fist from himself, then he would not die immediately? Because of this, I don't care, it's still the same sentence, endure the anger for a while, and avoid the worries of a hundred days.

After being beaten by Shaoqiu, there was nothing at all, originally, people were just a person who read, they didn't have any strength, and it was almost the same as not fighting, otherwise, that person was a tiger's back, if he was serious, Shaoqiu really couldn't eat and walk.

The man left the door of Shaoqiu's house, and in an instant, he returned to his own room, and at this time, for some reason, his woman couldn't see the shadow for a while, otherwise, there would be no need to cook this meal. I wanted to wait for my woman to come back and cook, but when the sun was already in the west, I hadn't eaten breakfast yet, and my stomach was very hungry, cooing, and if I waited like this, I might really starve to death.

"Mom, I went out to play cards again, and I went there all day, it's really incorrigible." The man shook his head for a moment, and instead of relying on his own woman, he went to the kitchen alone, and kept busy.

After being injured, he smeared some chloramphenicol on his wound, and for a while, he couldn't cook, so he had to sit and rest, wanting to wait for his woman to come back and deal with it. This chloramphenicol was given by a friend of mine, and I was just going to his house to play, but for some reason, when he left, that friend had to give him a bottle of this thing, saying that it could heal the wound.

At that time, the man also beat his friend, saying that he said some unlucky things, and he was so good, why was he injured? My friend knew that he had said the wrong thing, and for a while, he didn't dare to fight back, feeling that he was really underwhelmed.

The man's surname is Wang, his name is Wang Fatty, he looks very strong, compared with the general buffalo, his strength is not as big as him, he is a stonemason, his craftsmanship is very good, he is famous far and wide, whoever wants to make a tombstone or something, often will find this Wang Fatty.

Wang Fatzi didn't want the bottle of medicine given to him by his friend, he felt that his body was so strong, and the medicine had nothing to do with it, it was purely superfluous, what was the use of it, he stepped on it at that time, stepped on it, and crushed it to death, feeling that it was an unlucky thing, and he wanted to burn it. But after stepping on a few feet, I found that the packaging of this thing is very exquisite, and there is a beautiful woman on the box, I see that this Wang Fat Man feels that he doesn't want it, that is not appropriate, not to mention that the beauty on the outer packaging does not know why, and winked at it, which once made Wang Fat Man feel a little reluctant, so he picked it up from the ground, put it in his pocket, and took it home.

After returning to his home, Wang Fatzi found that the medicine was missing for some reason, and he thought that if he lost it, it would be better, but when he thought of the smile of the beautiful woman on the outer packaging of the medicine, he felt that he didn't want it, and it would not work. It was getting late at that time, and Wang Fatzi found that there was no one around, even if he went to look for the medicine, no one would find out.

In this way, after dinner, Wang Fatzi was alone, with a torch, along the way he came, and walked back one way after another, this matter is very inauthentic for Wang Fatzi, once people know, saying that he wants to see the smile of beautiful women, it is somewhat inappropriate. Fortunately, it was night, and no one knew, not to mention that the wilderness was dead silent, who cared about all this trivial for him?

"Damn, it's really an unblessed person to get such a fun thing, but because the pocket is a broken ......" Wang Fat Man thought so, and in a fit of anger, he tore the broken pocket even more.

"Why didn't you know to put the medicine in the left pocket?" Wang Fat Man thought so, the pocket on his left was a good one, and it wouldn't drop anything at all.

On the way to find medicine, Wang Fatzi felt a little dizzy for some reason, and he couldn't even walk. So I sat on a stone on the side of the road and rested for a while, and if I didn't take a good rest, I was afraid that it would be impossible to continue walking.

After resting for a while, I looked at my feet, and all of a sudden, there was a bubble on it, very ugly, and the bubble seemed to be broken, no, it was constantly oozing some pus. "Damn, it was fine just now, why did it bubble all of a sudden, doesn't this make Lao Tzu unable to move forward?"

The fat man didn't want to go forward, and at this time, there was no one in the middle of the night, sitting alone in this open place, and he was very scared. Usually in this place, at night, you will hear a woman crying, and not long ago, a beautiful young woman was hanged from an old tree in this place.

Wang Fatzi calmed down and listened to it at this time, but he couldn't hear anything, but he felt that suddenly, someone seemed to hug him, otherwise, his steps wouldn't seem so heavy, right? Wang Fatzi was a little scared for a while, and he didn't even want to go forward, if he lost it, he lost it, it was no big deal.

"That unlucky thing, I don't want it." The fat man took a sip, and then walked back.

But after walking a few steps, I noticed that someone behind me called out to me, but I just shouted, and I couldn't hear anything. That woman is a very beautiful woman, on weekdays, Wang Fat Man is salivating for it, suffering from no chance, for a while, he didn't get it, at this time he heard the woman's voice appear behind him, and felt that it should be very good to do something with him in this place.

I walked back for a while, and even walked over, but I didn't even see the shadow of the woman, under the moon wheel, it was just pitch black, except for my own fat shadow, there was nothing else to see. I was about to go back, but inadvertently, I found a medicine bottle on the road, wasn't it the medicine I lost, I didn't think it was an auspicious thing, I was going to stop it, but at this time, it suddenly appeared in front of my eyes.

"Damn," said the fat man, "Lao Tzu is really destined for you." ”

After Wang Fatzi took the medicine home, he put it in an inconspicuous place, thinking that this thing was just a good package, and other things were worthless at all. Wang Fatzi has never read a book, I don't know how to use this, at this time in his own room, let's just put it like this, maybe this thing has some effect of driving away evil spirits?

It's been almost a few years, and it's been a few years, and this fucking thing is useless, and it's all up to me to accidentally scrape the edge of the iron pot, break the skin, and suffer some small injuries, otherwise, it's really a waste of time.

After the fat man Wang applied chloramphenicol to the wound, he felt that the medicine he had picked up had finally come in handy, and for a while, he was very happy. I thought to myself, in the future, if my wife is not careful in cooking, I will also apply some chloramphenicol to her wounds.

After applying some medicine, Wang Fatzi died the next day.

When the news reached Shaoqiu's ears, Shaoqiu was in a very sad mood, he just gently slapped Wang Fatzi, why did he die?

But for some reason, although Wang Fatzi died, people didn't hold Shaoqiu accountable too much, and it seemed that all this had nothing to do with him at all, which made Shaoqiu's mood even worse. No, at night, for a while, I felt that I was so guilty that I had beaten people to death, and when I thought of my own viciousness, tears quietly slid down my cheeks.

Since then, for a long time, Shaoqiu has not been in the mood to read, and often when night falls on the deserted village, he goes to the small river, wanting to take advantage of the fact that there is no one in the middle of the night, jump into the depths of the river, and come to a hundred. Otherwise, it would be better to live in the world with such heavy psychological pressure and falter in the world, and it would be better to die.

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