Rebirth Autumn Returns to the Countryside

Therefore, there were more idle people this afternoon. There were three tables in the shop. In addition to Pai Gow, there was also a Mahjong table with the sound of clattering.

Leng Zhiqiang had run out of money in his cell phone, so he could only join in the fun with the red bills sponsored by the old man. He didn't play cards, but he could place bets. This time he placed his bet on a dealer who was in the limelight. He put all three bills on the table, and one of his hands was still on the bills.

It seems that this can transfer good luck to the three tickets.

As a result, the police dog Zhenbao showed up. Did he think he couldn't find you by hiding outside the house? You little brat!

Everyone felt a slight squeeze, and then they saw the lame man who was standing in front of the card table, bent over and staring, suddenly fall backwards, flailing his hands and yelling randomly, "Hey - hey - who?"

The hand responsible for transmitting good luck was suspended in the air, and it was actually holding three red bills. Leng Zhiqiang's hand did not release until he was dragged out of the grocery store and the red bills were taken away by Zhenbang.

This is another great day to make a name for ourselves, building on the previous brilliant performances and creating an even more brilliant and three-dimensional image.

Leng Zhiqiang was still not injured, but he looked more embarrassed today than yesterday because there were too many spectators and dog shit on the ground.

It is not very harmful and extremely insulting.

Even in such a situation, he got up and even wanted to go into the grocery store. It was not Leng Zhiqiang's fault for being so tactless. He was dragged out in a daze, rubbing against the ground. How could he notice that the money was in his hand and was taken away by Zhenbang? Didn't he have to go back in to get the money and leave?

The landlord really has no surplus food.

As a result, Leng Zhiqiang was tripped by some unscrupulous people and lost his balance. He rolled down the slope in front of the grocery store and landed at Ding Guihua's feet.

With an injured leg, lame, dirty and smelly, if Ding Guihua was still frightened to the point of trembling with weak legs, she would really be dead.

Leng Zhiqiang suddenly saw Ding Guihua, and he probably didn't have any evil thoughts. He just wanted to use her strength to get up, so he hugged Ding Guihua's legs. Well - I got up -

We need external help, as disabled people.

I still have a lot to say, such as "Osmanthus——"

However, at the moment when Leng Zhiqiang's arm was around Ding Guihua's leg, his back, which had just straightened up half way, suddenly collapsed, and a rolling pin rose and fell like a kitchen knife chopping stuffing, and a female voice was sharp and fearful, "Ah-ah-"!

All people could see was a half-crazy woman, who kept screaming and chopping stuffing, chopping with her hands clenched together, and her whole body was shaking violently.

It was as if her leg was suddenly entangled by a large, slippery and poisonous snake, and her instinctive reaction was to struggle to break free.

Leng Zhiqiang, a disabled person, reacted very smartly when he was suddenly beaten. He naturally covered his head with his hands, curled up his body, and tried to dodge. Otherwise, if he was hit on the head continuously by the rolling pin, this day next year would be the anniversary.

The grocery store owner figured out what was going on first and shouted, "Don't let anyone die!" She was the first to rush over, hugged Ding Guihua's waist and pulled her back hard.

Everyone gathered around and separated the former couple, sighing to each other. The vigil on New Year's Eve was going to be interesting.

Well, this was also the day when Ding Guihua became famous, proving the eternal truth that "even a rabbit bites when it is cornered", which is very memorable.

"If this had happened earlier, we wouldn't have had to get divorced. We could have just beaten the hell out of him!" The grocery store owner let go of Ding Guihua and made another comment as if she was still not satisfied.

"Hey, Guihua, you are so brave. I was trembling inside when I saw you doing that just now. After all, men are stronger. Try not to get physical next time, or you will suffer a loss!"

Old lady Leng, who finally caught up with Ding Guihua, almost fainted. Her beloved son's new down jacket was all dirty, with dog shit stuck on the fox fur collar. Because he held his head with his hands, his sleeves were also dirty, and there was a bruise on the exposed back of his neck.

"My son..." Old Mrs. Leng rushed over and beat the dog shit for her son with both hands. The onlookers all looked disgusted. The few kind-hearted people who had just helped drag Leng Zhiqiang out of the battlefield also squeezed into the grocery store to wash their hands. Only the mother did not despise her son.

"Damn you Ding Guihua, you are so bold!"

……

Only Ding Guihua, who was exhausted, understood that her amazing performance just now was not due to her courage, but because she was scared.

When Leng Zhiqiang suddenly hugged her legs, every hair on her body stood up. She was so frightened and wanted to get rid of him so badly that she moved like crazy.

Without support, she slowly squatted down, her eyes unfocused, her ears unable to hear any sound, and then, in a daze, she walked back home holding the tool for rolling out dumpling skins.

She really had to hold the rolling pin. At the moment, Ding Guihua's right hand was out of control and was shaking slightly.

Afterwards, she had no idea and didn't care how Old Mrs. Leng cursed or cried, or how Leng Zhiqiang returned to the Leng family.

Seeing the courtyard wall at the east end of the village and the wonderful girl waiting for her to come home outside the wall with her head tilted, Ding Guihua stopped. Her right hand was still shaking, but from the bottom of her heart, it was suddenly like a flower blooming, a secret joy slowly spreading out.

Zhenbang ran towards her with his fat belly swinging. Ding Guihua squatted down and stretched out her arms, wanting to give Zhenbang a hug. However, Zhenbang's weight could not be ignored. Ding Guihua leaned back and sat on the ground, and a low laugh suddenly came out of her throat.

"Ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"

Her laughter grew louder and longer, with half of her face buried in the thick, coarse dog hair.

The rolling pin rolled on the ground. It was awesome that its neck was held and its head was pressed down. It could only use its hind legs to fiddle with it. Woo woo woo, save the dog’s life. It was impossible to bite its master’s neck…

When Ding Guihua finally laughed enough and let go of the dog head, she saw Leng Yanqiu standing in front of her, with his arms folded and a calm expression.

Every time she cries, my daughter has this kind of expression. But this time she didn't cry, it's just that her eyes were fascinated by the dog's hair and they were sticky.

Ding Guihua was a little embarrassed. She stood up and then bent down to pick up the rolling pin.

Leng Yanqiu: "The wood is cracked, throw it away."

"I won't throw it away!" Ding Guihua was so bold that she said firmly, "I want to keep it and put it in my house."

collect?

Leng Yanqiu┓(′?`)┏, it’s up to you, it’s not a matter of principle.

Ding Guihua held the rolling pin in her left hand and put her right hand in her pocket, discussing: "How about we not make dumplings today? We have so many delicious foods at home."

Leng Yanqiu: “It’s packed.”

"The rolling pin—isn't it mine?"

"I use red wine bottles to roll the dough. You can drink a glass on New Year's Eve to invigorate blood circulation and boost courage."

"I've never heard that drinking alcohol can give you courage..."