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"I'm very hungry……"

"I'm very hungry……"

"Please give me something to eat..."

As soon as she entered the village, she heard the old man's weak cry for help. Her spirit seemed to be weakening again, and it seemed that she would soon be unable to breathe again.

"This is Mrs. Liu of our village." Wu Chaoyong walked to the old man and introduced: "Don't look at how pitiful she is now. When she was young, she was a well-known figure in our village. She had a hot temper. Whenever she saw someone easy to bully, , no matter what happens, she will step on her."

"At home, she is even more powerful. She is a single-handed presence. Her sons and daughters-in-law are tamed and docile by her."

"However, later on, the younger son married a wife with an even hotter temper." Speaking of this, Wu Chaoyong said happily: "Guess what happened?"

"The little wife beat her up and kicked her out of the house. In the end, she had to end up here. She had no choice but to eat and sleep in this old cowshed."

At this point, Wu Chaoyong suddenly put his hand to his mouth, as if whispering, and whispered: "You must never give her anything to eat, and don't smile at her. Once someone shows kindness to her, she will If he thinks you are easy to bully, he will bully you hard."

"She is just a bully, and there are many such people in the world."

Everyone in the Players Guild has gained something again, and everyone has kept it in mind. These things can save their lives.

"For people like her, just be a little more aggressive, so that she won't be afraid."

With that said, Wu Chaoyong shouted at Granny Liu: "What's your name? Go back to your room. Didn't you see me hanging out with my friend?"

"If you affect my mood, I'll kick you to death."

As he said that, Wu Chaoyong raised his leg as if to kick.

Mrs. Liu trembled all over, curled up into a ball, then rolled and crawled open the door and hid in the small wooden house.

The door of the wooden house only opened and closed in an instant, and Li Le and others saw only darkness in the house. This kind of black was so deep that even the sun could not illuminate it.

Mrs. Liu ran into the house and disappeared as if she had plunged into the deep sea.

"Done!" Wu Chaoyong clapped his hands and said.

Then, he continued to take everyone for a stroll.

During this period, Li Le took the initiative to pass a bottle of water to Wu Chaoyong.

When receiving the mineral water, Wu Chaoyong was stunned and said happily: "Oh, it's still high-end water. Last time I saw the boss from the city holding a bottle. I didn't expect to see it again today. Thank you, brother. .”

Suddenly, Wu Chaoyong felt that his face was brighter, and his hand holding the water felt a little awkward.

Li Le looked at the water in his hand that sold for one yuan and a half a bottle, and smiled. He seemed to have gained something again.

The sun had already set at this time, but in summer, it always gets dark later, and there was no hint of darkness in the sky.

Logically speaking, every household should have smoke rising from the kitchen at this time, and the aroma of various meals floating in the air.

The strange thing is that there is no smoke in Changmu Village. Except for a few houses, every household has its doors closed, giving people the feeling of an empty village.

All players are very curious, but they dare not take the initiative to ask Wu Chaoyong for fear of triggering a certain mechanism.

When we came to the bamboo forest again, we were blocked by the dense bamboo forest, and it was already dark under the forest.

Looking around, it was pitch black deep in the bamboo forest, as if the night in this village was not shrouded from the sky, but spreading outward from the depths of the bamboo forest.

The old man weaving bamboo baskets was sitting by the bamboo forest, busy with his work.

Bamboo baskets of various types and styles were already piled around him.

"This is Uncle Li from our village."

“A lifelong craftsman.”

“The bamboo baskets are made exquisite, strong and cheap.”

Wu Chaoyong pointed to a pile of bamboo baskets and said.

After hearing Wu Chaoyong's words, the old man raised his head, glanced at Wu Chaoyong with his cloudy eyes, and then focused on the bamboo strips in his hand.

"He just has a weird temper. He doesn't like to treat others, and he doesn't like others touching his bamboo basket."

As he spoke, Wu Chaoyong got down and slowly approached the bamboo basket with one hand. His movements were very slow and gentle, and at the same time, his eyes were always paying attention to Uncle Li.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

As Wu Chaoyong's hand slowly approached the bamboo basket, a voice came from deep in the bamboo forest.

It's like a beast lurking deep in the bamboo forest, roaring.

Uncle Li finally raised his head, and his cloudy eyes suddenly became clear, with cold murderous intent in his eyes.

"Don't touch it! Don't touch it!" Wu Chaoyong said with a smile: "I'll just touch it from a distance."

After saying that, Wu Chaoyong took back his hand.

Everything calmed down in an instant, and the old man continued to lower his head and busy with the work in his hands.

Everyone once again remembered the characteristics of the old man in the bamboo basket.

"Let's go, after that slope is my home." Wu Chaoyong pointed to a small slope in front of him and said.

Everyone followed Wu Chaoyong and saw an earthen house at the end of the hill.

"Everyone can rest at my house tonight." Wu Chaoyong said, "My mother's cooking is particularly delicious, with an authentic rural home-cooked taste."

"You city dwellers may not be able to afford it even if you have money."

Speaking of his mother, Wu Chaoyong's face was more proud and full of energy.

Everyone followed Wu Chaoyong and continued to move forward, passing by the carpenter's house again halfway.

The house is a wooden house. There is a large piece of flat land in front of the house, which is filled with various kinds of fir trees.

The middle-aged carpenter is working on a fir tree as thick as a man's waist.

Chisels, ink fountains, and planes were all used to cut and decompose the fir wood. After a while, a human-shaped wood carving had begun to take shape.

It's just that the wood carving is too rough and has not been carefully carved, so it is impossible to tell who carved the wood carving.

"This is the most powerful carpenter master in our village. He is famous throughout the country."

Wu Chaoyong introduced: "Not only are the wood carvings carved by one hand lifelike and vivid," Wu Chaoyong said.

"The skill of making coffins is even more unbelievable."

"Each coffin is tailor-made, and no one that has been used can be said to be bad."

Everyone: "?"

After hearing this, the carpenter raised his head, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and showed a kind smile to everyone, like a native rural man, simple and honest.

As if he was anxious to go home for dinner, Wu Chaoyong did not stop in front of the carpenter's room. After a few introductions, he continued walking home.

Everyone followed Wu Chaoyong and finally arrived in front of his house.

Looking up close, the earthen house of Wu Chaoyong's family appears to be low and dilapidated.

The walls of the rammed-earth house have been mottled by wind and rain, the windows are covered with white plastic film, and the thatch on the roof has several leaks. Once it rains, there will definitely be water leaks in the house.

Standing at the door of the house, Wu Chaoyong seemed a little nervous. He took a deep breath and accumulated the courage for a long time before finally walking to the door and knocking on the door.

Li Le noticed that the door was made of bamboo boards with many chalk graffiti on it.

The most eye-catching thing is that there are two adults holding a child in the middle. Behind the three people is a tree and the sun.