Rebirth in the college entrance examination: making a fortune with rough man

Chapter 9
There is not much water in the field ditch, but there is more than ten centimeters of mud. Once pressed down, the mud will overflow Deng Mazi's nose and flow down the nostrils.

Mud poured into his nostrils, and he felt suffocation. Deng Mazi swallowed all the curse words and struggled desperately.

It's just that Mulberry Ye's strength is stronger than that of a man in his prime. Deng Mazi is just a soft-legged shrimp with lazy limbs and weak hands and feet. No matter how hard he struggles, it will be useless.

Sang Ye curled her lips into a smirk, held Deng Mazi firmly, and let go when he was about to faint.

"Huh... cough cough cough..." Deng Mazi raised his head and turned his face sideways, poured out the mud in his nasal cavity, panting heavily, the mud choked his head dizzily, felt uncomfortable and painful, tears and snot flowed all over his face.

Sang Ye's foot on his chest did not move away, like a huge boulder that could not be shaken.

He reached out and grabbed Deng Mazi's hair again, forcing him to look directly at him, smiling evilly, looking eerie.

"Is it cool? If you're not happy, how many times can I come back to you?"

Deng Mazi looked at Sang Ye with a look of fear and hatred. The dogs of the Sang family were more ruthless than each other. They were so ruthless at a young age, and they had to be shot when they grew up.

Sang Ye narrowed her eyes, and poked Deng Mazi's eyes fiercely with the yellow vitex in her other hand.

Deng Mazi's pupils tightened suddenly, and he closed them in a panic to escape.

The pain that I had expected for a long time did not come, and I opened my eyes tentatively, and saw the thin yellow vitex protruding a millimeter above the eyeball, and I broke out in a cold sweat.

Sang Ye was full of sarcasm, ruffian and evil, and sneered: "Are you afraid? Just be afraid, I'm afraid you are not afraid, remember, let me hear a word about our family from your stinky mouth later. , I’ll poke those useless dog’s eyes for you, anyway, they can’t recognize reality, can’t understand strengths and weaknesses, so it’s useless to keep them.”

"Also, don't look at my aunt with your disgusting eyes anymore, and make my aunt unhappy, so I will cut you off directly." Deng Mazi felt his legs go limp at the tapered end of Huang Jingtiao.

Shaking violently, he tightened his legs.

Sang Ye sneered, shook off Deng Mazi, jumped onto the field ridge, and rubbed her hands on her clothes in disgust.

Deng Mazi felt that after walking through hell, his blackened ragged padded jacket was already soaked, and the biting coolness was not comparable to the creepy chill brought by this little beast, Sangye.

He really wanted to kill this little girl, but he didn't dare to act rashly.

Mulberry looked at Deng Mazi indifferently with black and white eyes, and slowly squatted down. A nine-year-old child actually had the aura of a superior.

The little guy is usually stable and mature, behaves politely, and studies well. He is a child of other people's family in the mouths of the villagers of the Cooper Brigade.

It is an alternative of Lao Sang's family, a good bamboo shoot out of evil bamboo.

It's just that Deng Mazi seemed to see something different in his black and white eyes, something he couldn't understand but was afraid of.

Under that kind of sight, I always feel that my scalp is numb, avoiding Mulberry's sight, and trying to get up.

I don't know if I was frightened or suffocated for too long, my hands and feet were so weak, I couldn't get up after struggling for a long time, and I was covered in mud.

Mulberry stretched out her white and slender hand to Deng Mazi.

Deng Mazi was stunned for a moment, looking at these overly expensive hands, he was a little flattered, and slowly passed his own hands over.

Before touching Mulberry's hand, there was a bloodstain on his wrist, there was no blood dripping out, but the pain was excruciating, as if the whole arm was about to be broken.

Deng Mazi was frightened and angry, and stared at Sangshun fiercely.

Mulberry was still as expressionless as ever, and his black and white eyes reflected all the black and white in this world. In his eyes, it seemed that everything, all the darkness and calculations, had nothing to hide.

On the white fingertips, there is a piece of thatch leaf with sharp edges, and a drop of dark red blood hangs on the tip of the leaf.

The still immature voice should have innocence, but in Deng Mazi's ears, it was covered with a layer of ice.

"It's too easy for a person to die inexplicably, but I don't like it. I like people to die slowly."

With a flick of his fingertips, the thatch leaves landed on Deng Mazi's wrist, sticking together with the bloodstains.

Deng Mazi trembled involuntarily. He didn't know what he was afraid of. He was obviously a brat with no hair on his head, but he was afraid, for no reason.

Compared with the violence of the mulberry leaves, this kind of sinister warning seems to be more shocking.

The brothers and sisters cleaned up, and Sang Ye picked up the big and small bags and threw them on his shoulders, preparing to call Wang Xinfeng home.

Looking up and seeing Cui Xue looking at them with envy and hatred on her face, her good mood disappeared instantly. Sang Ye spat unhappily. Bend.

Seeing Deng Mazi from the corner of the eye, he gave a sinister smile, walked over and squatted down: "Deng Mazi, do you want a wife, what do you think of that old bitch?"

Before recovering from the panic, Deng Mazi subconsciously shook his head.

Sang Ye's eyes sank all of a sudden, and she asked gloomily, "You don't want a wife?"

Deng Mazi raised his head in a daze, looked at Sang Ye, and asked tentatively, "I want it?"

Sang Ye hooked her lips evilly: "If you want it, just go after it yourself, chase it to death, let me see your sincerity, you know?"

Deng Mazi was lustful, but he was a villain with a heart and no guts. He only dared to spy on old women taking a bath, steal the little daughter-in-law's clothes in other people's yards, or go to the corner to listen to masturbation at night, and he didn't dare to do anything else.

He dared not ask him to chase female educated youths.What's more, this educated youth is Cui Xue, a person who has a worse reputation than Lao Sang's daughter-in-law.

But under the direct gaze of the Sang brothers and sisters, they didn't dare to shake their heads, so they could only bite the bullet and nod.

Sang Ye was satisfied, like Dou Sheng's rooster, carrying a burden and striding forward.

The field ridge is not wide, and two people can pass sideways at the same time.

Mulberry leaves move like crabs, and there are still burdens occupying space, so there is no place for others to settle.

Cui Xue saw Sang Ye passing aggressively, no matter how unhappy she was, she subconsciously hid to the side.

But Sang Ye was determined to bump into her, how could she avoid it.

She didn't know what kind of burden she put on, and slapped Cui Xue on the face. Cui Xue yelled a few times, waved her hands and struggled a few times, and sat down in the paddy field.

In winter, the paddy fields were filled with more than a foot of water, and when the buttocks went down, water splashed more than half a meter high. The half-new and old cotton jackets were covered with muddy water, and people shivered from the cold.

Cui Xue was angry and ashamed, and yelled angrily: "Sang Ye, you little bitch, you are blind."

Sang Ye rolled her eyes and poohed: "Old bitch." Seeing a piece of dry cow dung next to her, she picked it up and smashed it on Cui Xue's face, half of which fell into her open mouth, and she laughed happily.

Cui Xue's pupils tightened suddenly, and she vomited desperately, so sick that she vomited out jaundiced water: "Ah, Sang Ye, I will not let you go."

Sang Ye shook her head in embarrassment: "It sounds like a sow mating, it's really ugly. Grandma, go home, I'm starving to death."

Wang Xinfeng slapped Mrs. Wu's face with a big slap, and called it a day: "Old whore, today is a good deal for you. Next time I let my old lady hear you spewing dung, I will take off your cheap skin."

The grandparents and grandchildren looked like fighting roosters, walked out of the crowd aggressively, and went home shaking their heads.When passing by Cui Xue who was yelling in the field, Wang Xinfeng spat out a mouthful of old phlegm: "Unlucky stuff."

The old phlegm fell on the top of Cui Xue's head, Cui Xue rolled her eyes and passed out from nausea.

Mrs. Wu yelled angrily, "Widow Wang, come back to my old lady, come back..."

In the hospital, Yu Zhi moved into a new ward, which was not big, and there were only two beds in the corner of the corridor.

With his fierce appearance and strong physique, Sang Dazhuang successfully occupied the ward.Not many people are willing to spend money to be hospitalized now, and many wards are empty, so it is not a problem to be booked into a small ward.

As far as my family is concerned, it is comfortable to live in.

Yu Zhi looked at the newspaper, and out of the corner of her eye, she fell on the man who was clumsily peeling apples with a knife no bigger than a finger.

It is obviously an extremely simple and ordinary thing, but it is extremely difficult for him to do it sacredly and carefully.

It is said that serious men are the prettiest. Looking at her Sang Dazhuang like this, Yuzhi thinks that she is really good-looking, very masculine, very secure, and caring and warm.

Yuzhi couldn't remember her previous life, why she was so bored with him, so that he didn't do anything right, hated everything, found faults in all kinds of ways, and didn't give him a good face.

The man is always forbearing, tolerant, willing to bear the burden of hard work, like a bad-tempered good guy.

But when facing other people, he is still the vicious, unreasonable, rough and aggressive gangster leader.

His change is only for her.His tenderness and kindness are only for her.

What a man, but she missed her whole life.

The more I thought about it, the more my heart became congested, so I put away the newspaper and read it again when I was not in the mood.

His eyes fell on the man softly, and he asked softly, "Da Zhuang, do you hate me?"

The knife tilted and fell on his hand. Sang Dazhuang had rough skin and thick flesh. His hand was fine, but the knife was bent.

Looking up at Yu Zhi in a daze, feeling apprehensive and doubtful, he opened his mouth just as he was about to speak.

But Yu Zhi timidly threw off the quilt and lay down: "I'm tired and go to sleep, you go and do your own thing, I can do it by myself, if you're worried, you can just lock the door from the outside."

Sang Dazhuang was silent, put down the apple, tucked the quilt over Yuzhi, went out lightly and locked it.

Yu Zhi opened her eyes, pursed her lips, and said softly, "Don't hate me."

I don't know if Sang Dazhuang heard it, but Yuzhi closed her eyes and really fell asleep.

Sang Dazhuang stood at the door for a long time. He didn't hate her, he didn't hate her at all. He loved her to the core. The first time he saw her, he wanted to love her with his life. Lost the ability to live for myself.

Yuzhi didn't know any of this.

Yuzhi slept quite heavily this time, and woke up slowly at sunset. The sky outside was very dark, and it felt like it was going to snow.

Sang Dazhuang had already returned, and she stuffed Mrs. Tang under the blanket, so she wasn't cold at all.

I bought a new kettle, bought dinner, and warmed it with hot water.

Seeing that she was awake, she hurriedly poured hot water into the basin, twisted a hot towel and wiped her face: "Wake up, eat your dinner, you've been sleeping for too long, you may not be able to sleep at night, eat more , lest you go hungry.”

It felt so good to apply the hot towel to my face. After I wiped my face and hands, I put on a thick jacket and sat up, leaning against the thick quilt behind me. It wasn't cold at all.

"What to eat?"

"Pigeon soup, this tonic, specially made people stay up all afternoon. The pigeons are not big, you eat them all, don't leave them behind. I also fried a small green vegetable and served it with white rice. You must like it." Sang Dazhuang didn't know Where can I get a small table that can be placed on the bed.

Put the food on the table one by one, still steaming.

Yu Zhi looked at the green vegetables, her eyes lit up, she likes to eat vegetables, even when she is the most tired and hungry, she wants to eat vegetables, not meat.

It may be due to physical reasons. If you eat too much meat, you can't bear it, and you are prone to nausea.

"Where did it come from? It's not easy to get this in the winter, right?"

Seeing the joy of the elm branches overflowing his eyes, Sang Dazhuang felt that all the hard work was worth it: "I specially asked someone to get it, and it was planted on the kang. It looks juicy and tastes good. I know you like it. Eat it quickly." , Although it’s not much, it’s enough for you to eat, I’ve saved a handful and put it in the cafeteria so that someone can make a bowl of chicken noodle soup tomorrow morning, and boil the green vegetables in it, it’s sure to be delicious.”

Yu Zhi's eyes were all smiles, now that supplies are scarce, it would be good to fill his stomach, no one would bother to satisfy hypocrisy.

In the eyes of others, her shortcoming is hypocrisy.

Yuzhi also thinks it's quite hypocritical, saying that she has princess disease, but she can't eat good ones, or that she doesn't have it, and sometimes she can't bear to eat green leafy vegetables in winter.

"Thank you Da Zhuang, Da Zhuang is awesome."

The unsparing praise made the man's dark and rough face secretly red.

"As long as you like it, eat it quickly, don't let it get cold."

Because she liked it, Yuzhi ate all the pigeon soup, pigeon meat, a plate of green vegetables and a small bowl of rice at night, and had to get up and walk around the house to digest food.

Sang Dazhuang saw that Yuzhi was happy, and he was also happy. When he was happy, he made five extra steamed buns.

The steamed buns he bought for himself were mixed with pickles, and Yuzhi asked him to eat vegetables and soup, but he didn't want it anyway, even if he asked him to buy some meat, Yuzhi didn't know what to say.

I slept too much during the day, and I was a little excited at night. I didn't fall asleep until almost twelve o'clock, and I got up late in the morning.

When he woke up, Wang Xinfeng had already arrived and was cleaning up lightly.

Seeing that she was awake, she hurriedly came over, touched her face, touched her hands, and felt relieved: "Zhi Zhi woke up, did you sleep well?"

Yuzhi raised her lips: "Slept well, when did Mom come, did she take a car?"

Wang Xinfeng laughed so hard that he couldn't see his teeth: "Just arrived for a while, don't worry, Mom's in the car, I'm not tired at all. Be good, get up and wash your face and mouth, Da Zhuang thinks you're about to wake up, just went to the cafeteria , Said to cook chicken noodle soup for you, and I’ll be back in a while. Mom brought you leek buns and chicken soup, if you can’t finish it in the morning, save it for lunch.”

"Okay, thank you Mom."

"Thank you, the family doesn't talk about this."

Yu Zhi smiled and said yes, Sang Dazhuang came back with a lunch box not long after washing.

The three lunch boxes were full of white noodles, cooked in chicken soup, and the aroma wafted far away, making others stretch their necks.

"Come and eat noodles, it's delicious while it's hot."

Three servings of noodles were specially prepared for Wang Xinfeng.

Wang Xinfeng is not a hypocritical person, so he just sat down.

"It smells really good. It's rare for this unlucky thing to do something useful. Come and eat it, Zhizhi."

(End of this chapter)