Chapter 7: Where a Bowl Goes

ran out of the village in one breath, and the black girl breathed a sigh of relief, she didn't expect today's action to be so smooth, and the big was so easy to get it.

took out the broken bowl brought out of his arms, and a rusty kitchen knife, and sighed silently at the rooster that was still hunching his neck.

"Da Zhuang, I'm sorry for you, and when you die, I will definitely recite a mantra for you for a day, hoping that you will have a good birth in your next life. ”

The words fell, and the hands rose and fell.

The rooster who was pinched by the neck kicked his leg twice, and he took a bowl of chicken blood.

After bleeding the, the black girl began to pluck her hair, squatted by the stream and worked for most of the night, and only returned to her own mud house before dawn to sleep with her head covered.

The sun rises and the sun sets. It is the normal life of the villagers of Jisan Village that they have long been accustomed to.

It's the beginning of July, and the early summer morning is the perfect time to work in the fields. The men of the village used to go to the fields as soon as they opened their eyes in the morning.

But this morning, an earth-shattering howl disturbed the business of going down to the ground.

"It's amazing...... There was a burglar in the house...... Come and catch the thief......"

The cries and shouts were loud and loud, and even the big yellow dog at the head of the village was alarmed, and they barked non-stop.

In the blink of an eye, the village chief of Kung Fu took a group of men who had not yet had time to go to the ground and went to the door of the Zhao family.

At this time, the iron woman was holding the two hens and not letting go, sitting in the yard with her eyes closed and crying, which was even more sad than the death of her husband.

The two daughters of the iron woman persuaded one left and one right, but their faces were obviously very bad, and they knew at a glance that something must have happened at home.

The village chief of Jisang Village is more than half a hundred years old, and his hair has long been gray, but his body is still quite tough, and now the village has found a suitable successor, so he can only sit in the position of village chief all the time.

As soon as the village chief entered the courtyard, he frowned when he looked at the disheveled iron woman who was still holding two hens, and looked away.

A few years ago, Huzi's father was gone, as the saying goes, there are many rights and wrongs in front of the widow, not to mention that she is always an old widow who has nothing to do from time to time, Tie Pozi has always been the thorn in the village, and the relationship with the neighbors is not good, and the contradictions are constant, and the village chief has long looked at Tie Pozi unpleasantly.

Zhao Chunniu, the eldest daughter of the iron woman, is a visionary, and when she saw that the village chief and the man who had just entered the yard turned their heads, she hurriedly stepped forward to put her clothes together for her old lady, and persuaded in a low voice: "Mother, don't cry first, the village chief is here, and our big rooster will definitely be able to get it back." ”

Only then did the iron woman open her eyes, her face was crying dirty, and she got up with the two hens in her arms and pounced on the village chief.

Fortunately, the old village chief also had sharp legs and feet, and he dodged over, but his old face was already angry.

"If I have something to say, if I can't, I'll leave now. ”

The iron woman stood still, wiped a handful of tears, and wiped her snot and tears while crying.

"The village chief...... You've got to keep me in the house, my big slept peacefully on the side of my pillow last night, and when I woke up this morning, it was gone. I didn't know that I was stolen by the thief. ”

When the old village chief heard this, his expression became serious, no matter how Tie Pozi responded. But Jisang Village must not have such a bad thing as stealing children, otherwise the reputation of Jisang Village will be ruined, and it will be difficult for the children in the village to marry in the future, and it will be difficult for the girls in the village to marry, which can be related to the major events of future generations.

"What else did you lose?"

When Tie Pozi thought that the big rooster he had raised with food for three years was lost like this, the grief and indignation in his heart can be imagined, and he almost cried blood, and cried again.

Zhao Chunniu chopped her feet in a hurry, and slapped her behind the old lady, seeing that the old lady was still crying, she could only reply by herself.

"Village chief, we haven't lost anything else, just a big rooster. ”

The village chief stroked his beard, nodded, and saw the two chicken-like hens in Tie Pozi's arms that had been ravaged by Tie Pozi, and asked, "Is that rooster in a circle with these two hens?"

Zhao Chunniu thought about it, and finally nodded. The three chickens in the family, the mother is very precious, except that she will not go out with her when she goes out, as long as she is at home, she is almost always under her nose, and she even sleeps together when she sleeps.

To say that the rooster was lost yesterday, she couldn't believe it.

"That's strange, even if you steal chickens, you should first steal hens that can lay eggs?

The man standing next to the village chief grinned, obviously a little gloating.

"What's the use, eat it, the rooster is big, and it's more enjoyable to eat. ”

When the iron woman heard this, her big ass sat on the spot, and she was even more out of breath when she cried.

"Okay, there are chicken thieves in the village, it's also a big deal, today the big guy will go to the field later, and they will help look around to see if there are any clues. If anyone really took the Zhao family's rooster, it is best to take the initiative to send it back now, if you let me know whose hands and feet are not clean, don't blame me for turning my face and driving him out of Jisang Village. ”

The village chief spoke, but no one dared not listen, and a few men who followed the village chief hurriedly scattered to find the big rooster. The rest of the people continued to stay to watch the excitement, to say that the Zhao family suffered this kind of excitement can not be seen for a long time.

At this time, Jisang Village was so lively, and the black girl who was sleeping didn't know that she hadn't slept much all night yesterday, and now she was playing chess with Zhou Gong, and in the end she was one move short and lost.

The sleeping black girl pouted, turned over, and decided to play another game, and she must get it back.

"Brunette, brunette!"

The black girl in her sleep just fell into two whites, and she was woken up by her mother.

"Mother, what are you calling me to do so early?"

The brunette rubbed her eyes, snorted, and finally sat up. There is no way, this pit and pit bag of soil kang, if you fall asleep, you don't feel uncomfortable sleeping, once you wake up, you feel uncomfortable sleeping on it, especially the soreness of the bones are about to disperse.

"The sun is all drying your buttocks, it's still early? My mother cooked sweet potato and yam porridge and drank it while it was hot. ”

Since the black girl became a mortal, especially a hungry mortal, she has no resistance to what she eats, and as soon as she hears that there is ready-made food, her stomach begins to growl, and her saliva begins to overflow.

"What are you waiting for?

"Where's that bowl at our house? I saw you put it away yesterday, so hurry up and bring it! ”

When the black girl heard this, she remembered that the only bowl in the house was containing a large bowl of chicken blood, and she had buried it under a big tree outside the village.

The black girl scratched a mess of grass that had never been sorted out yet, and asked pretending to be unclear, "Isn't that bowl on the pot?"

Mu Pozi shook her head, suddenly thought of something, and slapped her thigh with anger on her face.

"I see, it must have been stolen by that thief. ”