dead child, ghost carrying coffin

Although Hua Jiunan is young and mature, he is still a young man after all.

Driven by curiosity, he immediately followed into the house.

I was seeing someone like Chen swearing and putting clothes on himself while helping the little Fascist put on his bellyband.

"Daji, you, what's the matter with you?"

With the "stronger" character of the scourge, how could he easily tell the things about himself being deflated, and it would be the same if he bullied others.

Therefore, he groaned and deflated his stomach for a long time before speaking weakly.

"Boss, Boss, we want to say that we lost the clothes when we walked crazy, can't you believe it?"

Hua Jiunan: "......"

Seeing that Hua Jiu couldn't believe it, Chen could only grab his head in embarrassment.

"Okay boss, let's tell you the truth."

"Well, it's like this..."

It turned out that after the scourge went out, he saw the villagers, regardless of men, women, old and young, gathered in a group, obviously watching the excitement.

How could Mr. Chen let go of such an interesting thing, and immediately tried his best to get into the crowd.

"Oh, my mother gave way, we rubbed our papa on our hands just now, and we haven't washed our hands yet!"

The villagers knew very well what kind of virtue Chen was, so while laughing and cursing, they made way for the stupid son of the good man.

After the scourge got in, he saw a middle-aged man with a vicissitudes of life and a cold majesty setting up a stall.

It is the game of throwing pots.

There is a piece of cloth in front of you, and the rules of the game are written on the cloth: Anyone can participate for free.

As long as you can win the middle-aged man, you can choose one of the various small household appliances placed behind the middle-aged man.

On the contrary, if the middle-aged man wins, he only needs to promise him one thing.

And middle-aged people promise not to have money or anything.

What he mentioned must be within everyone's ability.

Before Mr. Chen arrived, several villagers had already competed with the middle-aged man, but they were all defeated without exception.

But the middle-aged man didn't make a request to them, only saying that we will talk about it later.

As the saying goes: don't take advantage of the bastard, let alone ordinary people.

Seeing that they didn't lose anything by participating, the villagers immediately became more enthusiastic.

It's a pity that another ten people were changed, including men, women, old and young, and without exception, they couldn't compare with the middle-aged people who set up the stall.

Chen Daji couldn't hold back when he saw this, he grinned and yelled for himself to come.

It's not that he wants to take advantage of it, but it's just for fun.

The middle-aged man was taken aback when he saw Chen, and then his expression was complicated.

After a while, he let out a long breath and muttered to himself: "Like, it's so similar!"

"If it weren't for the huge gap in image, this king... I would really think that that person has been following him..."

Mr. Chen didn't hear what the middle-aged man said, and still asked curiously on his own.

"I said uncle, we just have more small swords thrown into the 'urinal', don't we?"

"Whoever wins?"

Hearing Chen Dage calling him uncle, the middle-aged man smiled meaningfully.

Nodding slightly: "Yes, that's it."

"If you win, you can choose what is behind me; otherwise, if I win, you only need to..."

Before the middle-aged man could finish speaking, Chen already confidently waved his little dirty hand.

"It's so boring what you said... In this way, let's compare undressed."

"Whoever loses can take off one piece? No tricks!"

"If anyone cheats, the villagers will strip him naked together!"

The villagers watched the excitement and were not afraid of big things, so they clapped their hands and applauded immediately when they heard the words.

Anyway, it won't kill anyone, it's just for fun.

After all, in the 90s, there was really no entertainment.

What's more, it's still in the closed mountain village of Beiguo...

Seeing Chen's stinking virtue, the middle-aged man is even more convinced that he is not the one he used to be... the one who will always stand silently behind "Tingmeng" and help him overwhelm the heavens.

Because if it is really that person, even if he is blinded, he will definitely not be so boring...