The female supporting role who was deprived of the koi luck in the chronicle

Chapter 38 Small Punishment

Old man Lan said without hesitation: "There is a grudge, everyone in the village knows that our Lan family has a grudge against their Yang family!"

"You bastard, took a firecracker and threw it in my Xiu'er's face, blowing up my Xiu'er's eyes."

"Their family is not a good person. They blinded Xiu'er, and they refused to pay a penny for medical expenses. No matter how the team mediates, they kill the child anyway and don't pay, saying that the child didn't do it on purpose. .”

"In the end, the team had no choice but to take some money from the public to send our family away."

Qiao Mu's eyebrows twitched, "This tone, are you always so patient?"

Old man Lan puffed out another puff of smoke, "Of course I can't bear it. I had a fight with their family. Now the two families live next door and never communicate with each other."

Qiao Mu nodded, and squinted at Yang Laosan who was not far away.

Yang Laosan was showing a mouthful of big yellow teeth, patting Xu Zhiqiang's shoulder and laughing, "What are you afraid of, sleep right away, come, tell brother, is it tender or not, is it white or not?"

The male members next to him burst into laughter.

Xu Zhiqiang scolded angrily: "Yang Laosan, get out of here, if you talk nonsense again, I will beat you to death."

Yang Laosan laughed and swaggered away dragging a hoe.

Qiao Mu watched Yang Laosan leave, thinking slowly in his heart.

Yang Laosan is such a bad guy, he needs to think of a way to deal with him.

Everyone got their tools and went to work.

Qiao Mu happened to be cutting the valley with Yang Laosan.

While working, Qiao Mu paid attention to Yang Laosan.

This person doesn't work hard, and after working for a while, he either runs away to smoke or squats in the toilet.

As long as he saw the shadow of the staff from a distance, Yang Laosan began to pretend to work hard.

Qiao Mu quickly had an idea in his mind.

In the afternoon, he didn't go to work and went to Qingshi Town.

When he left for work the next morning, he deliberately stood next to Yang Laosan. When Captain Xu assigned people, he really put the two of them together.

After working for a while, Yang Laosan saw that the worker didn't come this way, took out the eight-cent pack of economical cigarettes in his pocket, and sat on the ridge of the field to smoke.

After smoking a cigarette, Mr. Yang pulled his shoes and went to the toilet not far away.

The latrine on the side of the road has a thatched roof and a mud wall, and the front is blocked by a piece of broken linen, which is considered a door.

Seeing Yang Laosan leave, Qiao Mu put down his sickle and went around to the back of the toilet from the other side.

I don't know how long this toilet has been built. It is exposed to the sun and rain, and there are many holes in the wall.

Qiao Mumao stooped to the back of the latrine, glanced through the hole first, and confirmed that the person inside was Yang Laosan, then took out a firecracker from his trouser pocket and lit it, and then stuffed it in through the hole.

Two seconds later, there was a loud noise in the toilet.

Qiao Mu squinted his eyes, looked in through the hole, and saw Yang Laosan fell head-down into the latrine.

Only two legs are exposed.

Yang Laosan struggled desperately, pulling his hands desperately, and finally showed his head after a long time.

He put his arms on the ground, trying to climb out, but every time he got up a little bit, he slid down again.

Qiao Mu focused his eyes on the hole, silently watching Yang Laosan struggling repeatedly inside.

After a while, someone came to the toilet and yelled, "Is anyone there?"

Yang Laosan was about to be fainted by the smoke, and he couldn't get up again, so he struggled and shouted, "Help, save me!"

Hearing someone shouting for help, the man opened the curtain and took a look.

Suddenly seeing a human head popping out of the cesspit, he was startled, reacted and ran outside, "Come on, someone fell into the cesspit."

The members of the nearby Cut Valley all ran over here.

Old man Lan was driving a donkey cart to pull rice, and ran over when he heard the shout.

Qiao Mu took the opportunity to squeeze into the crowd quietly and stood behind Old Lan.

Yang Laosan's brother, Yang Laoer, was also nearby. He saw clearly that the person in the cesspit was his own younger brother, so he quickly pulled him up without caring about the dirt.

When it was pulled out, Yang Laosan was completely naked, covering everything from head to toe.

The clothes and pants on his body fell into the cesspit long ago during the struggle.

The commune members held their noses and stood at a distance to watch the excitement.

"Hey, how did this fall?"

"Hahaha, youngest Yang is really miserable."

"Isn't it? It's so miserable. It's just a pity that so much good fertilizer was wasted." Old Lan covered his nose and laughed.

Yang Laosan couldn't stop vomiting.

Yang Lao Er hurried to fetch water, and several enthusiastic members of the commune brought several buckets of water, and drenched Yang Lao San from head to toe several times.

Yang Laosan's face turned blue, trembling all over, unable to speak a word.

When Yang Laosan was almost completely drenched, I don't know which narrow-minded ghost suddenly laughed, "Yang Laosan, your thing is so small, you still miss women all the time, if you are really a woman, you can't handle it." what!"

The onlookers burst into laughter, counting a few mothers-in-law and aunts laughing loudly.

I don't know who said: "This is not as thick as a chopstick, is it?"

An auntie giggled, "What chopsticks? Toothpicks are almost the same."

The onlookers burst into wild laughter.

Old man Lan laughed so hard that he could hardly breathe.

Behind him, Qiao Mu couldn't help but raise the corners of her lips.

Yang Laosan covered his lower body with a livid face, and roared, "Who is it, which son of a bitch threw firecrackers into the toilet?"

The people around were still smiling, and someone said, "Lao Yang, you have done too many immoral things, someone must have retaliated against you."

Yang Laoer frowned, "Don't be ashamed, let's go back first."

Yang Laosan covered the place with his hands and walked forward. While walking, he looked back at the crowd of onlookers, "Remember the bastard who threw the firecrackers, I will not let you go."

Yang Laosan left, and the onlookers laughed as they went into the field.

Old man Lan hummed a little tune as he walked.

Qiao Mu glanced at old man Lan, "Uncle Lan, are you happy today?"

Old man Lan looked at Qiao Mu, his expression froze for a moment, and then he laughed again, "Happy, old man, I am really happy today."

He patted Qiao Mu's shoulder, "Young man, you're off work in a while, why don't you go to my house for a drink?"

Qiao Mu smiled, "No, you should drink a few more glasses."

Old Lan drove the donkey cart away, and Qiao Mu returned to the field to continue cutting the grain.

After work, the story of Yang Laosan falling into the cesspit spread throughout the village.

There are more than 200 people in the croissant production team, ranging from an 80-year-old grandmother to a three-year-old child.

Even the words of those chopsticks and toothpicks are passed around in the mouths of adults.

On the side of collective households, Zhang Weidong and Yuan Gang also saw it with their own eyes, and described it vividly to everyone, but they didn't feel embarrassed to say those nasty words.

Susie didn't even know who Yang Laosan was, let alone that Qiao Mu did this for her.

Early the next morning, everyone went to pick up tools and go to work again.

As soon as Susie arrived at the brigade, she saw a wretched man grabbing Old Lan and wanted to beat him, "It's you, it must be you, you old bastard, my ass was blown to pieces."

(End of this chapter)