Chapter 71 The Guest from the Shit Pile

Xiao Liu was really moved.

She didn't dare to go find them again.

She felt that their family was becoming more and more strange, as if every time she went there, life at home became more miserable.

But seeing them living a good life without them, she was unwilling to accept it. She couldn't get the advantage that was hers, which made her feel really uncomfortable and upset.

She whispered, "Really?"

Tang Sanshui said coldly: "Of course! Go quickly!"

Xiao Liu gritted her teeth and said, "Okay!"

She really went to the next village in secret.

I originally thought I would ask around, but when I got there, I found a tiled house at the east end of the village. It looked sturdy, but it didn't even have a yard, just a lonely house.

Seeing that there was no one around, Xiao Liu quietly went over and knocked on the door.

She knocked for a long time, but no one came to open the door. Until she got tired of knocking and was about to take a break, the door suddenly opened. Xiao Liu was caught off guard and fell inside, and then was caught by someone.

Little Liu screamed in fright.

The man was short, with a scruffy beard, and he was shirtless even in the autumn. It was unknown how long it had been since he had taken a shower. He was extremely dirty and smelled terrible. When Xiao Liu raised her head, she saw the man's black armpit hair at a glance, and she began to dryheave.

The man didn't care and dragged her into the house easily: "Young lady? What do you want to see me for?"

Little Liu was so frightened that she pushed him away, dodged backwards, and shrunk to the corner of the room like a flash.

A foul odor flashed past her nose, and she subconsciously withdrew her hand, only to find that the place where her hand was pressed was actually a sock. The white cloth was worn into black mud, and it still maintained the shape of a sock when it was thrown on the ground.

Xiao Liu vomited again and again. The man took two steps forward. Xiao Liu screamed in fear and wanted to run away.

She successfully pushed the door open and ran out. The man did not chase her. Little Liu rushed out a few steps and took a few breaths. She felt that her hands were still smelly. She could not help but dry heaving while grabbing the leaves next to her and wiping them vigorously.

It took her a while to calm down. Looking at the room, she remembered the purpose of her visit.

She hesitated for a long time, but was unwilling to give in. She clenched her fists, walked to the back of the house, and asked tentatively, "Hu Gua?"

No one answered, so Xiao Liu said, "I am Tang Sanshui's sister-in-law. He said he has something to ask you, so he wants you to come over."

Still no one answered.

Little Liu asked, "Hugua? Hugua?"

Finally, someone inside asked, "Why doesn't he come himself?"

Xiao Liu said, "He is ill and cannot get up."

There was a chuckle inside: "Who doesn't know what's wrong with him? Just ask him to come himself!"

Little Liu didn't know what he meant for a moment, so she just said, "He is really sick. He vomited blood yesterday."

"Oh?" Hu Gua asked, "Did you get too excited?"

Little Liu was puzzled: "What?"

But Hu Gua stopped talking.

Even when Xiao Liu called him again, he remained silent.

Seeing that more and more people were passing by and looking at her from time to time, Xiao Liu became nervous and had to turn around and go back.

She was very worried, fearing that Tang Sanshui would scold her when she returned. However, she did not expect that when she returned, Tang Sanshui was sleeping soundly, groaning long and short from time to time, and had no time to pay attention to her at all.

She was relieved, but then she started to worry that Hu Gua might not come.

Unexpectedly, Hu Gua came in the evening.

There are hundreds of ears and thousands of eyes in the village. If a stranger appears in anyone's house, the whole village will know about it within a quarter of an hour, let alone the Tang family's old house.

So, as soon as he entered the Tang family's old house, the next day, even his brothers who were outside the gossip circle heard that a "guest from a shit pile" had come to the Tang family's old house.

Tang Jinguo also brought first-hand information: "Brother Chang, you don't know, it really stinks! It stinks even more than my toilet! And he wears tattered clothes, exposing his flesh, and he doesn't feel cold! Aunt Liu even cooks for him!"

Brother Tang San asked: "What does it look like?"

"Very short," Tang Jinguo compared, "so short, just like... just like Brother Sheng, short, skinny, with a beard all over his face, like an old monkey, I can't really tell what he looks like."

Brother Tang San sighed and lost interest: "Isn't this just a beggar?"

He waved his hand: "Alright, alright, I get it, go home!"

Tang Jinguo ran away, and Brother Tang San came back and continued to pluck the old hen they had bought, preparing to make ginseng black chicken soup.

Xinbao also sat on a small stool to help. His chubby hands were quite flexible, but they were weak. He couldn't pull a hair off after trying several times, but he frowned and looked very serious.

The second elder brother said, "That old woman is not motivated by profit. She doesn't cook a proper meal for the guests. Even if she wants to give a steamed bun, she has to ask for something."

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Brother Tang said, "Why do you care about others?"

The second brother said: "I don't want to care about others, I'm just afraid that others will not forget us!"

Brother Tang paused, frowned, and said after a while: "Sanlang, these few days, no matter where Xin Baoer goes, you have to follow her and don't let her run around by herself."

"Oh!" Brother Tang San said, "I never asked her to play by herself. But didn't you say you were going to sell vegetables tomorrow?"

Brother Tang thought for a moment and said, "Then Xinbao should go too! Erlang should go too! Wulang and Liulang, I will tell mom and dad that you should go to the new house. I will not pick you up. Don't come back. Just stay with mom and dad. OK?"

Xiaowu and Xiaoliu also agreed.

After about ten days, the vegetables in the field grew up.

The big leaves of the cabbage cannot bloom. They are so densely packed together that they are almost squeezed into a square. This morning, Brother Tang dug out a radish and took a look. It was also very big. There was no way to delay it any longer.

So the two brothers spent the whole morning picking up all the vegetables and plucking the radish tops all over the floor, which was just enough to feed Tang Xiaoba, which saved them a lot of trouble.

Brother Tang discussed the matter with his younger brothers in a low voice.

They started out selling in front of the Shen family shop. Firstly, the stall was small, and secondly, selling candies and snacks were more compatible, so they complemented each other.

But selling vegetables is not possible. No one can set up a stall in front of people’s doors to sell vegetables, so either they have to sell them separately or go to another place.

Fourth Brother Tang said, "If you ask me, it's better to separate. We sell candy wrappers, and everyone knows where we are. If we switch, it will be hard for them to find us, and we'll have to start all over again."

"That's right," Brother Tang nodded, "Why don't you and Erlang sell candy, and I'll..."

Halfway through his words, he shook his head: "No, no, neither you nor Erlang can do it. You and Erlang Sanlang..."

The second brother interrupted, "Sanlang and Silang and I will sell candy together, and you can take Xinbaoer to sell vegetables... Don't be too nervous, as long as we are not left alone, we will be fine."

Brother Tang thought about it and there was really no better solution.

Anyway, the only ones who can fight are him and Brother Tang San, but Brother Tang San is good at fighting but has no brains, so no one feels at ease asking him to protect Xin Bao.

Brother Tang nodded.

Fourth Brother Tang said, "Brother, if you ask me, you don't have to sell them on the street. Our vegetables are all very good, but there aren't many of them. If we don't plant radishes and cabbages anymore, we can only sell them three times. You might as well ask a wealthy family and sell them at a low price."

So that was the deal.

The little girl didn't pay any attention to what they were saying. She was put into the gold ingot basket again without knowing it. She was covered with a small floral quilt, swaying and sleeping soundly.

(End of this chapter)