Number One Ugly Husband

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The end result of teasing the master is to be fined not to speak for a day, and to perform a pantomime in front of all the slaves on the construction site.

Bao Ye, who dared not complain, prepared the tools for acting, and went to Nian Gao to perform a pantomime with him.

Nian Gao didn't agree to appear on the stage at first, but later Bao Ye said that the master asked to act, and he didn't need to talk when he was on stage, as long as he was in charge of playing the deacon who whipped the slaves.

Nian Gao had long wanted to give Bao Ye a kick, and, with his disdainful attitude towards Bao Ye, he could definitely play a cruel and bad deacon well.

After Bao Ye confessed something good, he stopped talking.

When it was lunch time at twelve noon, the slaves on the construction site went outside the cave to get their lunch. When they saw that there was a platform next to the lunch distribution, and a big black speaker was placed on the platform, they were very curious and asked: "Why is there a Building a table? What are you planning to do? Look, the master is here too."

Dong Ling Ce sat under the platform, ignoring the slaves' comments, and concentrated on eating the big meal at the table, and the slaves left their mouths watering.

At this time, there were many cicada cries from the speakers, giving everyone the illusion that the already hot weather had become even hotter.

Then, everyone saw an ugly slave with a hoe on his right shoulder and a dummy child on his back walking up to the center of the stage, pretending to be digging the ground with a hoe.

The deacon in charge of watching the slaves said: "The slaves on the stage will perform a pantomime for you."

Someone asked: "What is pantomime?"

The deacon explained: "It's just a performance that expresses the plot with actions and expressions, without dialogue. This is a drama that the master rewards you for watching. You all watch it carefully."

Everyone was very interested when they heard that they could watch the show.

On the stage, Bao Ye took a hoe to hoe for a while, stopped and looked up at the hot sun in the sky, wiped the sweat from his forehead, then picked up the bowl on the ground to moisten his throat, but the water in the bowl had long since run out .

Bao Ye frowned and sighed, stuck out his tongue and licked his dry and peeling lips, and continued to pick up the hoe, but the child cried behind him.

He put down the child in a hurry, patted and coaxed, wanted to feed the child water, picked up the bowl and saw that the bowl was empty and put the bowl back on the ground, he looked around anxiously, but there was dirt all around.

The child cried louder and louder, even his voice became hoarse from crying.

Baoye coaxed and coaxed, then raised his hand suddenly and slapped himself hard, feeling that he was so useless that he couldn't even give the child a sip of water.

The voice in the speaker changed with the atmosphere, and a sad piece of music floated out.

Seeing this, the slaves in the audience unknowingly slowed down their eating speed. Although the person on the stage did not say a word, he showed his helplessness and sadness with his actions and facial expressions. As a slave They were not only infected by the people on stage, but also deeply felt the pain inside.

Suddenly, there was a snap, the sound of a whip, Nian Gao took the whip and walked to Baoye's side.

The sad music on the speakers also became tense.

The slaves couldn't help mentioning it when they saw that the young man with the whip was playing the role of a deacon.

Angrily, Nian Gao threw a whip on Bao Ye's back, pointed at the ground, and told Bao Ye to work quickly.

Bao Ye ignored the pain in his back, picked up the bowl with shaking hands and begged Nian Gao to give him a bowl of water.

Nian Gao didn't even look at it, so he swept the bowl to the ground, and lashed out at Bao Ye fiercely, telling him to work, otherwise he would be beaten to death.

The slaves in the lower world have watched how the deacon treats the slaves since they were born, so when Nian Gao played the role of the deacon, he was very lifelike, which immediately aroused the anger of the slaves.

The deacons in the audience all frowned. When they saw Nian Gao beating Baoye, they thought they should do it this way, because they had done it the same way before, but they felt inexplicably angry in their hearts and wanted to beat him to death. Young impulsiveness.

Bao Ye knelt down and kowtowed to beg Nian Gao to give the child a sip of water.

Nian Gao didn't show any soft-heartedness, he kicked Bao Ye's chest, and spit at him with disdain, as if to say 'You, a low-level slave, are not qualified to drink so much water'.

Bao Ye got up and continued to beg, just a little bit, a little bit.

Nian Gao sneered, grabbed the child in his hand and smashed it to the ground, then lashed the child twice, the child fell silent immediately.

Bao Ye hurriedly pushed Nian Gao away, picked up the child, and anxiously shook the child's body.

The child didn't respond.

Baoye reached for the child's breath with trembling hands, then his whole body shook, his eyes were empty, and he sat down on the ground.

The slaves in the audience knew that the child was dead when they saw his expression.

Nian Gao, who was pushed away, was very angry, rushed forward, and slammed the whip at Baoye, not even sparing the dead child in his arms.

The slaves in the audience were red-eyed with anger, especially when they saw the performance on the stage reminding them of their own situation, they really wanted to rush to the stage to kill Nian Gao, but they were afraid that the deacon would retaliate and did not dare to show it, so they Stand still and clenched your fists tightly.

Baoye hugged the child and cried loudly.

Nian Gao became more and more excited, as if venting, he kept whipping his whip, with an extremely happy expression on his face.

Seeing this, Dong Ling Ce put down the chopsticks in his hand, and looked at the stage quietly.

When Nian Gao's whip hit the child's face, Bao Ye, who was crying, suddenly stopped crying, ignored Nian Gao's whip, hugged the child tightly, and it took a while before he started, looking at the child with a loving face. Kissed and kissed the child's face, tidied the child's hair, and then carefully put the child on the ground.

The slaves in the audience were extremely sad seeing this, and under the influence of the sad music, their eyes kept rolling.

In vain, Baoye raised his head, staring coldly at Nian Gao with red eyes and extremely angry eyes.

Nian Gao was frightened by his ferocious expression, and took a step back uncontrollably.

Bao Ye stood up slowly.

In order to maintain the majesty of the deacon, Nian Gao threw another whip at Chao Baoye.

Bao Ye grabbed the whip, pulled it hard, and brought Nian Gao in front of him, then raised his fist and beat Nian Gao crazily, as if venting all the grievances and pains he had suffered over the years.

"Good fight." A slave couldn't help but shouted loudly: "Beat him to death."

These words stimulated the nerves of the slaves' anger. They completely forgot that there were masters and deacons around them staring at them, and shouted "kill him" angrily. He went to the stage, but was stopped by the deacons.

At that moment, the atmosphere of the scene reached its highest point, and the bowls and chopsticks were flying all over the sky, turning into chaos.

In fact, what the slaves vent is not only their pain, but also the fear these days, the thunder and lightning have brought them endless harm, and made them lose their relatives and friends. let go.

"These people want to rebel." Deacon Tao said angrily.

Dong Ling Ce glanced at him lazily, not caring about the situation of the slaves at all, and then asked abruptly: "Is our construction site short of water? Can't even give the slaves a bowl of water?"

He believed that Bao Ye's play could touch the slaves deep in their hearts, and they must have experienced such things to be so angry and sad.

Deacon Tao was stunned for a moment, not daring to hide anything from his master: "...This is entirely caused by the mentality of the deacons. They vent their superiority over the slaves...all the bullying they received on the slaves."

Dong Ling Ce sneered, "They are all slaves themselves."

"Master, I will stop them."

Dong Ling Ce didn't object, looking at Bao Ye who was still in his senior years, he curled his lips together: "It's quite touching."

Seeing that the scene was about to get out of control, Bao Ye quickly dragged Nian Gao to the audience.

Lao Liu came over, patted Nian Gao on the shoulder and said with a smile, "You performed so well just now, I even want to go on stage and beat you up."

Nian Gao snorted coldly, looked at the scars on Bao Ye's body, and asked awkwardly, "Are you okay?"

On the stage just now, he really beat Baoye hard, and he couldn't bear it at the time. If Baoye hadn't asked him to do it for real, and the master was watching from the side, he really couldn't do it, even though he had wanted to He beat Bao Ye, but he just wanted to vent his dissatisfaction with this person, and didn't really want to beat him hard.

Bao Ye shook his head, saw Dong Ling Ce looking at him, and walked over.

Dong Ling Ce looked him up and down, and jokingly said, "That's right, I just asked you to perform a pantomime. You're so good, just performing a drama can make the slaves resist the deacons."

Baoye pretended to be silly and smiled, he was very satisfied with the commotion he had caused, and wanted the slaves to know that confronting the deacons was not as bad as they imagined.

"Judging from your acting, you should have wanted to rebel against your master for a long time."

Baoye still smirked and didn't speak.

Seeing that he kept smirking and refusing to talk to him, Dong Ling Ce didn't feel angry, but thinking that he ordered him not to talk today, he had to spare him for a while today.

It took some time for the deacons to overpower the slaves.

The slaves were a little scared after they calmed down, and were very worried that the deacons would execute them, but they suppressed the joy and excitement in their hearts.

After making a fuss today, a small seed has been quietly planted deep in their hearts.

Ever since Dong Ling Ce warned the gods, there was no more thunder and lightning in the sky, it was as if the gods had ended the game and restored peace to the earth.

Baoye was quite surprised, he didn't expect that his tricks would bring the safety of the slaves.

However, this peace did not last long.

At noon the next day, a light breeze blew in the air, and the bodies of the slaves working under the sun were cool, and a smile appeared on their faces unconsciously, but as time passed, the wind became stronger and stronger, blowing everyone Do not open your eyes.

Nian Gao, who was sitting in a daze by the window, saw the branches of the big tree outside the building's entrance being blown left and right, recovered his senses and murmured, "What a strong wind."

The wind was getting stronger and weirder, Nian Gao couldn't help but think of what Bao Ye said a few days ago, turned his head suddenly, and looked at Bao Ye who was chatting with Lao Liu in disbelief: "The wind disaster is coming."