Chapter 69 Corpse Poison! 5

Due to climate problems in the northeast, rice is not as good as the south. It is only planted for two seasons. Early rice begins to breed seedlings more than ten days after the New Year. Late rice was not planted until after November. When the early rice was transplanted, the cuckoo could be heard all over the mountains. The farmers' uncles said in the field, "Fire fragrant eight, your grandmother." The pronunciation of these eight words is very similar to the sound of a kuku. This period of time is known as double robbery and agricultural bustle.

On this day, Tian Guoqiang went to the town to report on his study, leaving only the boring Liu Dashao to sit on the stone pier at the head of the village.

"Little nephew! Little nephew!"

Liu Dashao turned his head and saw that it was Tian Guoqiang's father, the head of the village, standing in the shade and waving to him.

I haven't seen him for a few days, and this guy's waist is even more bent.

"Come here and let's talk."

Liu Dashao didn't go over, just hooked his head and continued to lean against the crooked neck tree and hum.

At this time, he can see several ghosts jumping around like cockfighting, and he doesn't know what stimulants to take, or to prepare for his reincarnation as a chicken in his next life.

Naturally, Director Tian couldn't see it. He just shook and sneezed when the ghost passed through him.

Seeing that Master Liu didn't go there, the village head Tian came over by himself.

"How have you been these days?" The village head took out a pack of cigarettes and handed it to Liu Dashao to signal him to take it.

Generally, the village head Tian asked for a cigarette to smoke was very reluctant to hand over one. If there was a request, he would give two. Today, Mr. Liu saw that the whole pack of cigarettes had been stuffed, and he knew in his heart that there was something difficult for this guy to ask me.

And it must be a great thing.

Liu Dashao was not too embarrassed to take more. If he took more, it seemed that we had never seen the market, so he took out three of them. He put them in his pocket for fear of being squeezed out, so he clamped one in his left and right ears, and took another one in his mouth. He lit it with the lighter of the mayor of the village, took a sip, and then said slowly, "It's good."

The village head Tian looked at Liu Dashao, who was a little eager to say something and was embarrassed to say. Then he patted Liu Dashao on the shoulder and said, "Let's go. I'll treat you today and go to my house for a drink."

In Liu Dashao's opinion, the biggest shortcoming of Tianmura chief in this life is stingy.

The Liu family and the Tian family have been together for so many years. His father, Liu, is such an honest person. This man surnamed Tian, has never invited him to dinner. Today, he suddenly wants to buy himself a drink. According to the old saying goes, he pays attention to him if he has nothing to do.

Liu Dashao shook his head and said, "Forget it."

Director Tian grabbed my arm and said, "It's my treat! Another bowl of pork belly! Just tell me what you want to eat!" Liu Dashao felt that the dead children on his body were disgusting and kept a distance from him. At this time, he looked closer and found that his face was pale, with two big dark circles under his eyes, and his eyes were covered with red silk, as if he had not slept for a few days.

Without waiting for Liu Dashao to reply, the village head Tian ran to the only grain and oil supply point in the village and exchanged a tack of grain ticket for two knives of pork belly that could be refined with lard.

He has spent a lot of time.

Liu Dashao decided to let him go and see what he had to do. If he could help him, he would help him. Anyway, he couldn't think of anything for him. At that time, he felt that he couldn't help him. At most, he was still polite. He invited him to the snack shop with his big head to eat two packets of peanuts.

The two walked all the way back. The village head of village swayed. When he walked, the child on his back trembled and was bloody. The child couldn't even open his eyes. He only scratched on the village head of the village and squirmed from time to time. It looked like a red turtle shell on his back in the distance. .

When the two entered the house, the village head immediately turned around and locked the door.

Liu Dashao asked, "Why do you lock the door?"

Chief Tian said, "You will go out of that door later, and I won't work at night... You can see clearly that I have locked the door?"

"It's locked." This man is really old, and he is not even worried about what he has just done.

The bungalow of the village head's house has been renovated, which is still the right image of the party. The front is the living room and the back is the place to live, with a door on each side.

The living room is full of the smell of pickles. There is a wall in the middle. There is no door, but a curtain. It is said that the room for extra care is actually a small room with a wooden bed in the middle. The white sheets are washed with ash, and the bottom is full of brown marks.

It's the same on the cement floor, with dark marks one by one, which looks dirty.

Director Tian Murakami didn't seem to like this single room, so he quickly walked out.

Behind the living room is a small yard. There is a wire hanging in the middle of the two bamboo poles, and the newly washed blue plaid sheets are hanging.

The village head Tian turned his head and locked the door of the bedroom and asked Mr. Liu again, "Look, is it locked?"

He wants to add another sentence 'You can't escape' at this time. Liu Dashao can think that he is designated to covet his beauty and cover his chest and shout for help.

As a middle-aged married man, Mayor Tamura's vigilance is a little too high.

Director Tian looked at the lock and the suspicious Liu Dashao. Then he patted him on the shoulder with confidence: "Let's go in and have a drink."

The Tian family's living room is quite spacious. The village head Tian put things on the table, dragged two stools, and greeted Liu Dashao to eat.

Although he bought a lot of things, he smelled it and knew that it was delicious. But for the dead child, Liu Dashao really had no appetite. The village head sat down without saying anything. He took a cup of yellow soup and secretly glanced at Liu Dashao from time to time, as if he had something to say and couldn't say it. Then he sighed sadly and then continued to pour it.

Looking at the unlucky child lying behind the village head, it was really uncomfortable to drink. Liu Dashao put the cup on the table and said, "Village head, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. At least we are all big men. Don't be awkward."

Director Tiancun sighed, "Little nephew, alas! I said you wouldn't believe it..."

Liu Da Shao listened to what he said next. Who knew that he sighed again and said, "No, if you talk to me, you must think I'm crazy."

Shit, I think you are crazy now! Liu Dashao almost left.

He called himself to come, and he didn't make it clear. Seeing that Liu Dashao was about to go back, the village head Tian said, "Little nephew, I still have some braised dried seeds in my cupboard. Let's drink together!"

Liu Dashao said hello and walked over to open the cupboard. On the second floor, there was a head, on the second floor, there were scrambled eggs with green peppers, and on the third floor, there was a plate of braised dried seeds.

Liu Dashao saw the man's head with one pair of eyes. It was a woman's face. He closed his eyes and his scalp fell half. Show half of the skull.

Liu Dashao threw the cupboard door and thought badly. The blind fortune teller who had never met was really right. He could see all kinds of strange things in his tricks.

Village Chief Tian asked nervously, "What's the matter? What did you see?"

Liu Dashao thought that the village head couldn't see it. Don't scare people, so he said, "It's okay. My hand slipped." Then he calmly opened the cupboard door again.

The village chief said, "Oh."

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman suddenly opened her eyes and stared straight at Liu Dashao.

The eyes were very resentful, as if they were going to fly out and bite the next second.

Liu Dashao quickly pulled out the dish with braised dried seeds and closed the cupboard door.

Sitting back with the braised dry seeds, I found that the village chief's eyes were staring at him tightly: "How's it going?"

"What's going on?"

The village head Tian stared at Liu Da Shao for a while, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief. He laughed twice, and a stone fell to the ground in his heart: "Drink and drink. Come on, little nephew, I respect you."