Mr.
Mu was shaking with anger on the spot.
This little girl, who came here to defeat him, actually put the money jar in that place.
Doesn't she know that that thing is very important to Zhenzhen?
But being angry, Mr.
Mu still went to the latrine in the cold moonlight with a look of helplessness.
The latrine now stank to the sky, exuding a disgusting smell.
I don't know if it was because of the mosquitoes humming in droves at night, but Mr.
Mu almost fainted in the latrine.
But in order for Mu Dade's reputation not to be damaged, Mr.
Mu suppressed his nausea and picked up the wooden sticks in the toilet to use the wooden sticks to pick.
As a result, he caught one hand full of filth.
Only then did he remember that the wooden sticks in the latrine were all used for wiping buttocks, and when those pieces of wood were used up, they had to be rinsed promptly and put back in their original places.
It seems that whoever fell into the trap did not do anything to deal with the aftermath.
Mr.
Mu rushed out of the latrine and vomited.
After a long time, he returned to normal.
This time, he found a clean wooden stick and poked at the pit.
Finally, he poked something hard, which was undoubtedly the money jar.
But how to get it is a question.
The jars buried in the latrines of farmers are very large and very deep.
Let alone throwing a jar into it, even if you throw a person into it, it will be very troublesome to rescue him.
It was so late, and Mr.
Mu was afraid of causing trouble, so he finally made a decision that even made him sick.
He decided to fish it out with his hands, and no one saw it anyway.
In the dark pit, when Mr.
Mu put his hand into the pit, a black shadow like a weasel ran quickly and stepped on Mr.
Mu's head.
A scream instantly erupted from the pit, and then the little black shadow quickly left, as if it had never appeared before.
After Mu Shuangshuang washed up and was about to go to bed, Xiao Hei suddenly ran up to her in a flattering manner.
It stared at her round eyes and looked at Mu Shuangshuang intently, as if she wanted to express something, but Mu Shuangshuang was too tired, and Xiao Hei was smelly, so she frowned and said: "Did you fall into a latrine?
Why do you stink so much?"
Before Xiao Hei could react, Mu Shuangshuang carried him into his tree hole.
It hissed a few times, as if in protest, but how could Mu Shuangshuang, such a strong shoveler, let it cause waves?
She directly covered the tree hole, and instantly felt that the whole world was quiet.
Even her hands smelled bad.
Mu Shuangshuang left the room and washed her hands before coming back.
When Mr.
Mu came out of the latrine, he was covered in shit.
He was scared to death because of that little black shadow.
Even now, his face is livid.
He walked back to the house in vain and sat down on the ground, his whole body trembling.
Old Mrs.
Mu was awakened by the muffled noise.
She lit the oil lamp and saw Mr.
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Mu sitting on the ground with a pale face.
"Old man, what are you doing sitting on the ground?
Why do you smell so bad?"
Old Mrs.
Mu asked four questions in a row, and her movements did not slow down.
She moved forward and supported Mr.
Mu, not dissing the stinky smell on his body at all.
"I'm afraid I won't live long.
A ghost just touched my head.
I" Farmers are particularly reverent to ghosts and gods, especially when something like this happens to them.
Even a man like Mr.
Mu cannot handle it.
"What are you talking nonsense about?
How come you won't live long?
I asked someone to calculate it for you.
You will be rich and have a good life.
It's a good thing."
Mrs.
Mu quickly comforted Mr.
Mu, but after a while she said again.
"Are you saying that the Hungry Ghost Festival is coming soon and your parents want money, so I'm reminding you?"
Mr.
Mu breathed a sigh of relief, it was his parents who could handle it easily.
"In this way, after you wait for the Chinese Valentine's Day, go to the town to buy more scented paper candles, burn some more paper money for my parents, and buy a pot of good old wine by the way.
My father is good at wine.
If there is no wine, yes It’s impossible to survive.”
After the two old couples discussed it like this, the matter was settled.
Mrs.
Mu got up and prepared to boil water for Mr.
Mu to take a bath.
Halfway through, Mrs.
Mu remembered Mrs.
Liu who ran out tonight, so she went back to the four houses.
Not paying attention to Mrs.
Liu and Mu Dajiang who were still doing indescribable things, Mrs.
Mu kicked the door desperately.
"Lazy lady, get up quickly and boil a pot of water.
How long do you want to be lazy?"
The crashing sounds scared Mu Dajiang and got off Mrs.
Liu.
Mrs.
Liu also hurriedly put on her clothes and hurried to open the door.
As soon as he opened the door and saw the moonlight, he saw Mrs.
Mu staring fiercely, and her fierce eyebrows were knitted together.
"Mom, it's so late, what's the matter?"
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Mrs.
Liu said timidly, the clothes in her hands tightened unconsciously.
After all, she was interrupted while doing that kind of thing.
Liu was particularly afraid that Mrs.
Mu would hear the sound and come over to humiliate her.
"What's the matter?
You're deaf.
I asked you to boil hot water.
Why are you doing it so late at night?
You're just doing something shameless."
Mrs.
Liu's eyes were filled with tears, and she couldn't help but feel so pitiful.
She hurried to the kitchen, boiled a pot of water, mixed the water with a wooden bucket, and carried it to Mrs.
Mu.
After finishing all this work, Mrs.
Liu's tears had dried up.
When she returned to the house, her heart felt cold, and she ignored Mu Dajiang and fell asleep.
Seeing this situation, Mu Dajiang let out a low sigh.
After taking a bath, Mr.
Mu threw his clothes in the corner outside the house.
Because they stinked so much, he wanted to wait for his second wife or fourth wife to wash them tomorrow.
After entering the house, Mrs.
Mu was still asleep.
She was lying on the bed, her clothes were half open, and her eyes did not leave Mr.
Mu who had just taken a shower.
Mr.
Mu spent the whole night trying to find something he wanted to say, but these tasks were really irrelevant.
"Old lady, forget it for now.
The plow can't plow the ground today.
Let's chat for a while, otherwise I'll feel very aggrieved."
Although Mrs.
Mu was reluctant in her heart, she suppressed the burning anger in her heart when she thought of getting married and obeying her husband.
After listening to Mr.
Mu's explanation of the matter, Mrs.
Mu was so angry that she stood up from her seat.
"I haven't liked this girl since I was a child, but I didn't know she was so vicious.
If I had known, if Yu Siniang had given birth to that smelly girl, I should have thrown her to death to prevent her from causing harm to others now."
"What's the use of talking about this now?
Look at the third wife, the third child, and the third wife.
They just do what she says.
They have no backbone as a man."
A man was being led away by a teenage boy, who was also drunk.
"Don't tell me about Lao San.
I heard them talking before me.
The fans Lao San makes are sold in town for five cents each.
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He can make thirty of them a day
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