80s small fortune bag

Chapter 70 He is Miserable, Really Miserable!
Although Jiang Niqiu was holding a flashlight, he turned it off when he was about to reach the homestead, and walked lightly, also walking in the dark.

And Jiang Weimin was lying on the muddy ground with big characters, doubting his life.

What on earth did he do here?
Oh yes, moving tiles.

The bricks and tiles were obviously placed on the ground, yes, it was raining, not snowing, and there was no frozen ice, so why did it feel like slipping, and fell down with every step?

Jiang Weimin was dizzy and his body ached from the fall, which reminded him of the day when the foundation was smashed. After returning that day, he was paralyzed on the kang and did not move for two days before recovering.

Lost, lost big, I knew I would tell my mother to let Jiang Weiguo come, why would he be so clever.

But when everything comes, the tiles have to be moved back, otherwise the previous somersaults are all in vain.

Jiang Weimin got up, using the basket as a small crutch, and took a step with trembling legs.

Bang, as expected, landed on his butt again.

Woooooo, he is miserable, he is really miserable!
A gust of wind was blowing, and it was still a bit cool, and there were two calls of unknown animals from the mountain.

"Who, who is there!"

Jiang Weimin seemed to hear something, and sat there, staring at a certain place in the darkness, his spirit collapsed to the limit.

Could it be that his fall just now was not an accident, but...that thing!
He didn't dare to say that word, for fear that he would really attract that thing!

After waiting for a while, I don't know who's rooster rose before dawn. After a while, Jiang Weimin let out a sigh of relief, and his shoulders also collapsed.

I must have misheard.

No, it will be dawn after a while, so he has to hurry up.

Seeing that the sky was getting brighter, Jiang Weimin finally mustered up the courage to get up again, halfway up his body and sat back down.

Oh, he is so stupid, no matter why it is easy to fall, if he can't get up, why not just roll over!
First roll the bamboo basket over there, and then lie down and roll up, complacent while rolling.

Hehehe, nothing can trouble him, Jiang's second son, so he won't be able to fall now!

Couldn't even hold back a laugh.

Jiang Niqiu didn't expect that there was really a thief, and the noise just now was made by him accidentally stepping on a stick.

At first, I didn't know who the thief was, so I held my breath and tried not to make any noise, and waited for the other party to relax their vigilance, then bent down and picked up the stick, which can be used as a weapon if I fight later.

Then, he saw the thief and another thing, which looked a bit like a bamboo basket, rolled together, and even laughed.

Ginger loach:? ? ?

He doesn't understand the thief's way, or is it that all the thieves now have brain problems?Or, what is the saying in the industry, steal something and get away, ask the ancestors to bless you?
Jiang Niqiu couldn't figure it out, so he decided not to. He must catch this thief.

As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of thieves stealing, you are afraid of thieves thinking about it. If you let it go today, you may return it next time, and you may not be able to find it in time next time.

Jiang Weimin rolled to the stacked tiles safely and accurately. Except for a little dizziness, everything is fine!
He quickly got up, set up the bamboo basket again, picked up a stack of tiles and put them inside.

The old house at home is too dilapidated. When the roof was repaired last time and the family was not separated, Jiang Nixiu repaired it, and two years have passed.

I remember that there were a lot of tiles on the roof at that time and they were broken. Although there were only two broken places, it was better to buy more and replace with new tiles than to use old ones. Anyway, they were all free things.

Jiang Weimin likes to take advantage, the more the better, so he moved a whole basket, and the size was tight.

OK, you can go!
A rope was strung behind the bamboo basket, so he could carry it on his back. He squatted down, stretched his arms in, stretched his legs, and got up!
Whoops, I can't get up, and I'm still sitting on my buttocks, which is quite heavy.

Having suffered so much before, he must bring it home!

Jiang Weimin took a deep breath, he succeeded, he memorized it!
He was struggling with the basket of tiles, but he didn't notice that another group of black shadows was getting closer and closer to him on the side that he could see when he turned his head, until Jiang Weimin felt that something was wrong.

"Ghost!"

He almost scared the urine on the spot, there is really a ghost!

He opened his legs and ran quickly, and felt the familiar, unimpeded slippery feeling under his feet again.

Oops, no wonder I always feel like I forgot something.

Boom, Jiang Weimin fell on his back in a flip-up posture, the bamboo basket on his back was like a turtle shell, and a few tiles fell out.

"Oh, my waist!"

Jiang Nixiu held up the stick without moving his hands or mouth, and the thief was executed on the spot.

Not only did he not steal the tiles, but he also twisted his waist.

Coupled with wrestling and rolling all over the ground, it was a bit miserable.

"Second brother?" Jiang Nixiu finally recognized this person from his wailing.

Early in the morning, there was a knock on the door of the village Tu Langzhong's house, and he hurriedly put on his clothes and came out. Seeing that it was Jiang Niqiu, the sullen Tu Langzhong laughed.

"Why are you, is something wrong with Xiaoyu?"

In the past two days, he also helped Jiang Niqiu, but he let go of his arms to relieve his cravings. Not only did he call Jiang Niqiu brothers and sisters, but he was also very fond of his family's growing and cuter Jiang Yu.

Looking for him so early and so anxiously, the only possibility is that Jiang Yu is sick. Alas, a child's illness can't be delayed. It's better to go to the hospital to find him with these three knives.

"It's not Xiaoyu, it's my second brother, hey." Jiang Nixiu sighed, thinking it was ridiculous to talk about it, and dragged him to talk while walking.

When he got to the place, he finished talking, but he did save Jiang Weimin a bit of face. He didn't talk about the funny theft process in detail, he only said that he caught the thief himself, and the thief fell down in fright, and now he was lying on the ground and couldn't move. Ren is still his second brother Jiang Weimin.

"Jiang Weimin is such a person. Fortunately, I think he is a good person. I will never believe his nonsense anymore!"

The local doctor used to see Jiang Weimin being very filial to Mrs. Jiang, and thought he was really a filial son, but he turned out to be a thief!
If you associate with such a person, who knows if your home will be stolen one day.

No, you have to stay away from him in the future.

It was already dawn, and Jiang Nixiu was afraid that he couldn't move casually, and he couldn't handle it by himself, so he didn't unload the basket, and pushed him to lie on his stomach instead.

Jiang Weimin faced down and smelled the smell of mud. His whole body was full of mud when he wrestled and rolled over. Now he was lying on the wet mud and his whole body was a little cold. , there is nothing good to say when he is cursing.

"Jiang Nixiu, you kill a thousand knives, leave me behind. And Jiang Yu broom star, it must be that little loser who cursed me to kill me, and made me like this. If there is something wrong with me, I'll pay you with your small lost money," Jiang Weimin said with a stern look on his face, "Sell her to Paihuazi, and get the money to buy wine!"

When Jiang Niqiu and Tu Langzhong came over and heard this, their complexions sank, and each word came out from between their teeth, "Jiang Weimin, what did you say?"

(End of this chapter)