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Chapter 363 [364] Chao, I'm sorry for you! !
"My God, my God, is this really a job that humans can do??"

"It's such a smelly, dirty job, how can anyone make a living out of it? Are they immune to the smell?"

"Oh my god, I really can't stand it, I feel like I'm going crazy, I'm not here to help with work, this is just here to die, well, I stink."

"No, no, I can't hold on anymore, I have to go out and throw up, I feel like my stomach is overwhelmed now, uh, uh..."

Although the native son of the capital city was affected by the smog for a while, it was the first time for Wang Shichao to be on a bridal sedan chair when faced with such a large piece of stinky chicken manure that needed to be cleaned up.

And it was precisely because of the first time he saw so much chicken manure that Wang Shichao, the poor young man, smoked himself to the point of vomiting before he even shoveled a few shovelfuls of chicken manure.

But I have to say that this guy is also tenacious enough.

Even if it has been fumigated.

Even if I have already vomited out my breakfast in the morning.

But after he gritted his teeth, he put on a mask to cover his mouth and nose, leaving only his eyes. Then he gritted his teeth again and rushed into the chicken coop, then picked up the shovel and began to shovel up the chicken manure up.

"I can't, I can't, I can't hold on anymore, I quit, I have to go home, I would rather go to work than come here to suffer!!"

"No, I have to keep going. Li Buge gave me all the medicinal wine with an undisclosed formula in Lijia Village. If I can't even do this little job well, then what face do I have to continue to follow?" Does he want medicinal wine?"

The smell of chicken manure made Wang Shichao reluctant. At this time, there was an angel and a demon fighting in his mind.

The angel told him not to suffer and leave here quickly, and the devil told him to continue and get more medicinal wine.

Although leaving here and going back to the capital to enjoy the blessings, this temptation is very tempting for Wang Shichao who is mixed in the pile of chicken shit at this time.

But the temptation to return to Beijing to enjoy the blessings suddenly became less tempting in front of medicinal wine.

Shaking his head fiercely, after shaking away the thought of giving up in his mind, Wang Shichao gritted his teeth, held his breath, rushed into the innermost part, and then used the shovel vigorously to remove the chicken manure in the chicken coop. , starting from the innermost all the way to the door, and directly made a lot of it.

After making a large pile of chicken manure, Wang Shichao immediately rushed out of the chicken coop and rushed to the front of the faucet. Then, while quickly washing his hands with water, he lowered his head and vomited wildly at the sewage outlet.

After vomiting, Wang Shichao quickly took off his equipment in a rush, and then washed himself clean at the faucet wearing a pair of underpants.

After washing himself clean, Wang Shichao ran under the mango tree, picked up the rice crackers and dried sweet potatoes that Li Bu had brought for snacks, and basked in the sun while gnawing on these snacks to replenish his lost energy .

After eating some snacks and basking in the sun, Wang Shichao wrinkled his nose and put on his clothes again, then put on a mask and rushed into the chicken coop, picked up a shovel and began to shovel chicken manure onto the cart.

A chicken pen is almost a cart of chicken manure.

After filling the cart, Wang Shichao gritted his teeth and pulled a cart of several hundred kilograms of chicken manure to an open space in the orchard. He poured out the chicken manure according to the marks on it, and then used it again The shovel is pushed away so that it can be dried.

After finishing the chicken manure, Wang Shichao put the sawdust and chaff placed outside the chicken pen into the chicken pen, and sprinkled all the inside of it [this is to facilitate the next time to clean up the chicken manure].

After finishing it, Wang Shichao closed the gate of the chicken pen to prevent the chickens from returning before dark, then pulled the cart again and walked towards the duck pen bravely.

Compared with the taste of chicken rings, the taste of duck rings was worse, so Wang Shichao once again ran out without accident and vomited.

"My god, is this a job done by a human? It's an intention to disgust me to death. Well, I feel that this job is over. I don't want to go back to the house to sleep tonight!!"

After vomiting, Wang Shichao complained again, complaining that this work was not done by humans.

But after complaining, he put on the mask again, resisted the discomfort, rushed into the duck pen, and started picking up the duck droppings with a shovel.

After shoveling all the duck manure in the duck pen into a pile, Wang Shichao ran out again, took off his clothes quickly, and ran to the faucet to take a shower.

After taking a bath, Wang Shichao ran to the mango tree again, picked up rice crackers and snacks, and began to eat and drink in big mouthfuls.

After eating, he lay weakly under the mango tree, Li Bu's special rocking chair began to rest, and he fell asleep directly after this rest.

"Hoohoo, this job is really not done by humans. It's really fucking stinky. Next time when I give Li Zhiyou and the others a holiday, let my parents come here and clean it up. I'm really not suitable for this job."

"By the way, I, who grew up in the countryside, don't care for this taste anymore. Wang Shichao, who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, probably passed out by now?"

"Could it be that he vomited and passed out? Otherwise, it's been so long, he shouldn't be able to stand it and call me, right? The stove is over, go down and have a look, don't really faint for me It's trouble in the chicken shit pile."

After tidying up the pigeon coop, Li Bu began to sit under a longan tree and mutter after taking out the pigeon dung to dry in the place where the dung was dried.

Just muttering, he immediately felt that something was wrong, and then he was so frightened that after closing the door of the pigeon coop, he ran towards the orchard near the chicken coop with a snakeskin bag and a shovel.

When he ran to the chicken coop, Li Bu was taken aback when he saw the chicken coop cleaned up inside. He wondered why Wang Shichao, the son, had cleaned up the chicken coop so cleanly.

Then when he ran to the duck pen, he was stunned again. The duck manure inside had been shoveled into piles. The cart and shovel were all there, but Wang Shichao was the only one who had disappeared.

Turning over again, Li Bu was shocked again. Wang Shichao's clothes were casually discarded under the sun next to the faucet.

This scene inevitably made him think in a crooked way; "My boy, is there someone in our Lijia Village who likes that, and then Wang Shichao, a white and tender young man who came from the capital, got his clothes stripped and then that?"

Thinking of this, Li Bu hurriedly ran to the place where Li Zhiyou lived, ready to see if that house or his live broadcast room had become Wang Shichao's nightmare.

As a result, as soon as he ran in front of the house, Li Bu's heart sank.

At this time, Wang Shichao was naked, only wearing a pair of shorts, and he was huddled on the reclining chair. Bloodstains from fingernails.

Seeing this, Li Bu knelt down on the ground, held Wang Shichao's hand, and shouted with tears streaming down his face, "A Chao, I'm sorry!"

(End of this chapter)