Reborn Nobility

Chapter 40 Bullying none of us?

Xia Qingtian flew out of the car, and Xia Ergou in the back seat turned over and landed steadily on the ground like an acrobat.

Xia Xiaoluo's eyes flashed with brilliance, and he thought to himself, if these two people could be taken under his command, hey, they would be as powerful as one against a hundred!

Xia Qingtian has his iconic bald head, which is not barren, but has a short layer as wide as a leek leaf, commonly known as "round inch". He has a full beard and looks extremely tough, with a burst of masculinity.

The air rushed towards me.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a very strong body. He is more than 1.8 meters tall, with a muscular body. His bronze skin glows oily under the dim light. His steps are steady, giving people a sense of pressure like Mount Tai.

Xia Ergou is thin and has a fair complexion. He has a parted hair that was very popular at the time, which looks a bit like Aaron Kwok. His eyes are constantly moving, and his face has a clever look and a playful smile, which gives people an eccentric look.

feel.

Xia Qingtian was holding a snakeskin bag in his hand. Something was beating constantly, hitting the bag with a "bang bang" sound. In the other hand, he held an extremely dazzling miner's lamp, shining the light straight on.

He looked at Xia Xiaoluo and said, "When will you come back to work?"

Xia Xiaoluo called out affectionately: "Brother."

Xia Qingtian threw the bag on the ground, grabbed Xia Xiaoluo, threw him away, then caught him and said: "Xiao Luo, how long has it been since the holiday before you come back?"

Xia Xiaoluo felt that his arm strength was extremely strong, he laughed and said: "I have wanted to come back for a long time."

Xia Qingtian blamed him for coming back too late from the vacation and not playing with himself. He turned him upside down with his head down, grabbed his legs, and said, "Have you wanted to come back for a long time? You won't come back? Your legs haven't grown to your body.

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Xia Xiaoluo felt dizzy for a while and said: "I was wrong, brother, there are activities in my school and I have to make up classes..."

At this time, my aunt came out of the back room and quickly stopped her, saying, "Stop messing around and knock your brother?"

Xia Qingtian rolled his eyes and said, "How much does he weigh? Will I miss?"

But he still put his brother firmly on the ground.

He seemed to have no interest in Wang Dali and did not say hello. Uncle Xia Jinzhou smiled apologetically at Wang Dali and said, "Children in the village have never seen the world and are afraid of life."

Wang Dali waved his hand magnanimously and said: "It doesn't matter...how many kids are you?" He spoke with a decent Cantonese accent.

It was getting late, and Xia's mother had already tidied up a room. Wang Dali took out his dental tools and brushed his teeth next to the "bar well".

At that time, there was no running water in the village. This kind of "pressing pole well" was quite common in the Central Plains area, and then I went to rest.

However, for Xia Qingtian and others, the night has just begun.

Xia Xiaoluo said: "Brother, what's in your bag?"

Xia Qingtian opened the bag, and a fishy smell hit him. It turned out that there were hundreds of frogs and several eels as thick as a thumb in the bag.

Xia Xiaoluo immediately understood that it turned out that Xia Qingtian and Xia Ergou had gone to catch frogs when they had not returned home late at night.

Catching frogs was one of the great entertainment projects in the early 1990s when television was not yet popular in rural areas. It was as popular as playing mahjong: when night fell, you would hold a strong miner's lamp and go to places with lush aquatic plants.

Go to the pond, where there are croaking frogs.

Shine a miner's lamp into their eyes. Under the strong light, these frogs will be as motionless as wooden chickens. Just pick up a snakeskin bag. Generally, you can harvest five or six pieces in about two or three hours.

A pound of frog.

This frog meat is very delicious, but it has a fishy smell and must be fried to taste delicious. After frying, it is charred on the outside and tender on the inside, and is extremely delicious.

Thinking of the tempting taste, Xia Xiaoluo couldn't help but twitch his fingers, and his saliva almost flowed out. Xia Ergou rolled his eyes and said: "Little greedy cat, if you want to eat, you have to make a fire."

You know, making a fire in the summer is a chore. At that time, there were no methane digesters, gas, induction cookers and the like in rural areas. They just built a stove to burn firewood.

Some of the firewood is crop straw, and some is branches and dead leaves.

Once the fire is ignited, the hot air will hit your face. In the hot room temperature in summer, it will be unbearably hot and the dust will hit your face, which is really uncomfortable.

Xia Xiaoluo knew that even if he didn't light the fire, he would definitely be able to eat because his cousin Xia Qingtian loved him very much.

He remembered that every time he went back to his hometown when he was a child, unlike other brothers who disliked their follower little brother, Xia Qingtian always liked to take his little brother around to play.

However, since he was reborn, he has the mature age of a thirty-year-old man, so he naturally doesn't care about doing more things.

The three of them peeled the frogs apart, washed them, chopped them into two pieces, and fried them in oil. After a while, the whole yard was filled with an attractive fragrance.

The three of them brought the fried frogs and eels to the small wooden table in the small yard, opened a bottle of shochu, and started eating and drinking.

The moon has risen to the zenith, and a weeping willow tree in the courtyard looks like a graceful girl dressing up in the mirror, a quiet and beautiful night.

His childhood friend, crispy frog meat, this taste, if he had not been reborn, I am afraid he would not have the chance to experience it.

The next day, Xia Xiaoluo did not get up early.

It wasn't until nine o'clock in the morning that Xia Xiaoluo woke up from his sleep. He had a dream. He dreamed that everything after his rebirth was just a drunken dream. He did not meet He Shiyun, nor did he overthrow Wang Junwei.

, after waking up, he was still a destitute wage earner sitting on a bench in Nanhu Park.

When he woke up, he broke out in a cold sweat. He pinched his arm and felt a burst of pain before he was sure that this rebirth was a fact and not a dream.

I drank a lot with my cousin Xia Qingtian last night, so I slept very deeply.

It was a very cool morning in the early summer in the countryside. He walked under the eaves, stretched out a lot, and breathed in the fresh air that could only be found in the countryside. The refreshing feeling went straight to the internal organs. There was a spider web hanging under the eaves, which was full of knots.

The dewdrops, when illuminated by the sun, become crystal clear and colorful.

This is a little fun of the countryside.

Cousin Xia Qingtian had already gotten up and was practicing boxing and kicking in the yard against a sandbag hanging on a large locust tree. His dark body was covered with fine beads of sweat, and his fists and feet were whistling in the wind. He looked quite handsome.

Have some skills.

Xia Xiaoluo washed his face and brushed his teeth, drank the mung bean soup left by his aunt and ate two large white steamed buns with pickles, and asked Xia Qingtian: "Brother, where is that Boss Wang?"

"That Huang Mao? He and your uncle went to see the clothing factory in the village. Damn it, what are you looking at with a few broken sewing machines?!"

Xia Qingtian's tone was rather disdainful, and he did not stop hitting the sandbags while speaking.

Every punch he punched sent the sandbag flying backwards, and the most shocking thing was that he didn't wear boxing gloves at all.

In the 21st century before his rebirth, Xia Xiaoluo also followed the trend, got a fitness card at a fitness club, and also practiced boxing.

He clearly remembered that even if he hit a punching bag with boxing gloves on, the back of his hand would hurt after half an hour.

Xia Xiaoluo had just finished his meal when he saw Xia Ergou running into the yard quickly and said: "Brother Qingtian, it's not good. Someone from the village collected the 'cun tiliu' and the 'township coordinator' and made them at Liu Chaihuo's house.

Are you up?"

Xia Qingtian said coldly: "How many people did they come?"

Ergou said: "There are quite a few people. I counted more than twenty."

Xia Qingtian snorted coldly and said, "Fuck, isn't anyone bullying our old Xiazhuang?"

Without wearing a coat, he hurried out with his shirt bare and his chest exposed. Xia Xiaoluo naturally followed him.

As soon as Xia Qingtian walked out, young people kept following him, saying, "Brother Tian, ​​are you going to Chai Huo's house? I'll go too."

Xia Qingtian didn't say much and nodded slightly, naturally showing a convincing dignity. He seemed to be the spiritual leader of the new generation of Old Xiazhuang.

Xia Fengshou, the second uncle's uncle, was sixteen or seventeen years old and had dropped out of school. He was a little timid and afraid of getting into trouble. He walked up to Xia Qingtian and whispered: "Brother, there are many of them. There are more than thirty people in Dahe Township Street."

We can’t afford to offend those street gangsters!”

Xia Qingtian said: "Second brother, please go home. It's okay. I can't ignore this matter."

Xia Fengshou had no choice but to follow anxiously.

Xia Xiaoluo thought to himself that each of his brothers has advantages and disadvantages. Qingtian is hot-blooded and brave, and he dares to take risks. Although Xia Fengshou is a bit timid and afraid of getting into trouble, he is thoughtful and thoughtful. If he uses his strengths and avoids his weaknesses, he can be used.

Several bloody young people said one after another: "Chai Huo's father died long time ago. He has a family of five girls and one boy. Damn it, because he was born too late, the village almost punished his family. He is punished every year. This has to be paid again."

If you pay this and that, can people still live?"

"That's right, after paying the money, why don't you let those village cadres eat and drink?"

One person slapped the elbow of the person who spoke, which meant that Qingtian's father is the village chief, aren't you scolding his father?

The person who just spoke quickly added: "Qingtian's father must have never eaten or drank, not including him."

Xia Qingtian smiled and cursed: "Fuck you, Xia Maodan."

Xia Maodan chuckled, took out a box of Hongqiqu that he had taken out from his father's cabinet last night, and divided one into each of them. This cigarette was regarded as a good cigarette in everyone's eyes, and the teenagers lit it.

, holding it in his mouth, a group of half-grown men rushed towards Liu Chaihuo's house in a menacing manner.

Liu Chaihuo's family is at the east end of the village. It has three low thatched houses. Most of the houses in the village have brick houses. His house is one of the few adobe houses. The courtyard walls are also made of mud and wheat straw.

, it has been in disrepair for a long time, with pieces falling to the east and pieces to the west, ruins and ruins, and indescribable desolation.

Liu Chaihuo is seven years old this year. When he was three years old, his father went to work in the city and was stabbed to death just after his wages were paid. People in the village sympathized with the family.

When they walked outside the courtyard wall of Liu Chaihuo's house, they heard Liu Chaihuo's eighteen-year-old sister Liu Yue yelling at the top of her lungs: "Whoever dares to touch our pig, I will chop him to death with a knife."

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