Damn it!
Hua Wanchi was very angry!
Didn’t she just go out and sell a sewing machine?
I went to the black market and found a wholesaler there. I was so happy that I sold the sewing machine to him directly.
Anyway, once your puppet is put into space, you can't find its source at all, so you can do whatever you want.
I'm so happy about making a lot of money!
By the way, I also went to eat Uncle San’s melons. I stayed outside for a long time.
When I came back, I found that many people were surrounding me and laughing at me for being a fool!
Hua Wanchi's face was tense as she explained angrily, "I'm not a fool!"
“Who would call himself a fool?”
"You didn't even respond when I called you just now. If you're not a fool, what are you?"
"Okay, okay, you're not, go play."
Hua Wanchi: I’m so angry.
She screamed and started to go crazy. She wanted to pick up her grandfather's dung shovel to throw the dung, but then she found that she couldn't lift it.
So she went back to the house, took out a piece of cloth from the space, dipped it in the manure in the bucket, and threw it at everyone.
The cloth soaked in feces became wet and heavy, and when it hit people, it left a feces mark with a bang, and it always hit people accurately.
Snap! Snap! Snap!
Hua Wanchi: "Don't call me a fool!"
No matter the adults or children, they all ran away crying and shouting:
"Ouch! Old Hua's granddaughter is throwing shit!"
"Why are you so anxious when you call her a fool?"
Hua Wanchi chased the man and beat him without saying a word. Although he had short legs, he was able to use his short legs to keep the chase going for a long time. He chased the man and threw manure water at his butt.
Anyway, she is only three years old and can do whatever she wants!
As long as she doesn't kill or burn anything, no one will care what she does!
"Are you still going to call me a fool?"
The man groaned in his heart as he ran, wondering how this three-year-old could run so fast!
"Okay, okay, Chi Bao is not a fool, okay!"
Hua Wanchi finally stopped, his face puffed up.
"Hmph, let's see if you dare to do it again in the future!"
She walked back home proudly, with her chest puffed out and full of pride.
"I'm back!"
Just now when Hua Wanchi was called a fool, the family was busy with their own things and no one noticed her.
Anyway, the kid is used to sitting in the yard and daydreaming every day. It's better than playing in the mud.
While Hua Wanchi was chasing after the man, someone complained to the Hua family.
Wan Qingliu glared and cursed the man out, "Who told you to call my granddaughter a fool? She deserves to have feces thrown at her!"
When living in the countryside, you still have to have the necessary fighting ability, otherwise you will inevitably be bullied. After being scolded by Wan Qingliu, everyone dispersed.
Damn it, the younger ones in the family are stupid and crazy, the older ones are protective of their parents, and yet this family is so rich!
God is blind!
At this moment, Hua Wanchi came back, dragging a piece of cloth covered with feces, and everyone felt distressed.
Hua Xuguo's hands were shaking: "A whole piece of unused cotton cloth, soaked in feces?"
Zhou Yujiao took a few deep breaths, trying to suppress the urge to beat someone up, but she found that the more she thought about it, the angrier she got, so she smiled slightly.
"Hua Wanchi!"
Hua Wanchi hid behind grandma's legs, poked his head out, and smiled awkwardly:
"Mom, it can still be used after washing..."
The point is, who would wear clothes made of cloth soaked in feces?
The old man took a few puffs of his cigarette, and his hand holding the cigarette trembled, as if he had made some kind of decision.
"Wash it, I'll wear it."
Hua Qingping coughed and said, "Dad... Third Brother hasn't come back yet. How about... wash it and make him some clothes? He doesn't know anyway."
The old man thought for two seconds and said, "That's a good idea."
When Hua Jingmin came back in the evening, feeling distraught, he looked at the sunset with melancholy, and then saw the cloth that had been dried in the sun, and fell silent for a moment.
"Why do you suddenly want to make me new clothes?"
Wan Qingliu remained calm and said, "I see you're looking for a wife, so wearing some new clothes will leave a good impression."
Hua Jingmin looked at the cloth and always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't figure out what was wrong.
"Mom, when will the clothes be ready? Can I give them away?"
Wan Qingliu gave him a promise:
"Sure, Mom promises to make it for you tomorrow morning!"
Anyway, this cloth...my family can't wear it.
The next morning, Hua Jingmin went to the county town and gave the clothes to Tang Run.
"I don't have anything nice at home. Since you rarely come here, I might as well give you a piece of homemade clothing as a token of my appreciation."
Tang Run was quite happy. He felt the fabric and thought it would be very comfortable to wear.
"You're so polite to me, thank you!"
"Hua Jingmin, I have something to tell you!"
Hua Jingmin turned around and saw that Tang Shu had a serious expression on his face.
Before Hua Jingmin could react, Tang Shu dragged him into an empty alley without saying a word.
She looked directly into Hua Jingmin's eyes: "Tell me the truth, are you interested in me?"
Hua Jingmin was confused. He didn't expect the other party's questions to be so quick, direct and unexpected.
"you……"
"Just tell me! Speak from your heart!" Tang Shu pressed.
Hua Jingmin tilted his head and his face turned red.
Tang Shu laughed. "Why are you being so shy like a little girl? What are you thinking? Whether you like me or not, just tell me straight out!"
"This, this, this," Hua Jingmin was flustered. "This is too sudden. I... Can't you see what I mean?"
He was so panicked that he blurted out the words, and his eyes went dark as soon as he finished speaking.
The more he spoke, the more he sounded like a little girl. He was very sad and angry. After all, he was still a man!
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