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Zhao Si kept quiet, while Han Fu looked at Old Wang nervously. Old Wang was scared out of his wits. ”What are you staring at me for?” Han Fu asked if he really saw the two donkeys.
Old Wang said, ”Why would I lie to you? I don't even recognize a donkey.” Zhao Si said gloomily, ”I didn't set the donkey down.” Han Fu pulled Old Wang over and said, ”Zhao Si was at my house last night. What do you mean, putting a donkey on the ground? That's impossible. Also, did you know that what you saw might really be not a donkey, but a ghost?”
What the heck, did he turn into a mule like that? ”When he saw that Han Fu did not look like he was joking, he got a little nervous. That's right, how could there be a donkey wandering outside late at night, asking Han Fu what to do? Han Fu said that he had run into a ghost, and he couldn't afford to stay idle. The lower he went, the easier it would be for dirty things to get around him. This village doesn't even have a god-like expert. When the time comes, blind cats and rats would have nowhere to run into him.
Old Wang carefully thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more scared he became. Last night, the donkeys he met were indeed abnormal, and when the two of them got close to him, they didn't seem to be afraid at all, but looked at him as if he were examining him, 'How could he be a donkey? Old Wang thought to himself that this was not his ancestor's grave, but Zhao Si's.' Thinking about this, Old Wang chuckled, then turned to Zhao Si and said seriously, ”Old Han is right, I met a ghost last night.
He knew that Old Wang was trying to provoke him, and if he really didn't go, well, the villagers wouldn't know how to make fun of him tomorrow, so he found it even more embarrassing to say, Ah, Old Wang got into trouble last night, so he didn't want to go. Everyone will use these words as an excuse, and from now on, the village won't be able to stay any longer, and the best result of this competition is that both of them will pass, and no one can laugh at each other.
As long as there were no more knives in the sky, Old Wang chuckled and said, ”Alright then, what's Fourth Bro going to say about his guts? I'll go back and prepare, and give you a reminder as well. I'll prepare something round for you, and you'll know when the time comes.”
After Old Wang left, Han Fu said, ”Old Fourth, I'm not trying to scare you. What's there to say about our relationship? Last night, Old Wang was lucky, but we ran into a passing ghost, and he was in a hurry to get away. That's because he was lucky, I think the sky isn't going well these few days, you should admit your mistake and take no risks.”
Han Fu was a good friend, so he told Han Fu a lot of things. Although Han Fu understood a bit, he did understand a bit, and knew that he was incapable, that he couldn't do anything with just his mouth, so he didn't dare to stick his stick and say that he knew how to do something. There were a lot of rural things that he couldn't handle when they came to find him.
First of all, everyone in the village had a good reputation. Although he didn't know what was the use of having a good reputation, and although he didn't know what was the use of having a good title or a good amount of money, he still couldn't let it go. Actually, this was a common problem among Chinese people, and it didn't matter if they ate well or didn't eat well, but what they said was more important than what their father said.
Han Fu thought to himself, ”Sure enough, I'll give you something. Take it with you.” After returning home, he gave a talisman to Zhao Si. Although Zhao Si had some face, he was not stupid. He still knew to hold the talisman and kick Zhao Si in the pocket.
Han Fu had written that talisman according to his grandfather's words. It was written in a muddled and muddled manner, and Han Fu himself didn't have any skills at all. The talisman's greatest use was to wipe his butt and light firewood, and Han Fu didn't have much confidence in his talisman.
At night, Zhao Si walked out with a broken flashlight. A few idlers at the village entrance were all staring at him. When they saw him, they all shouted, ”Sure! Fourth brother, you can't lose to Old Wang in your courage, can you?”
This group of idle people was really deceitful, without much culture, without much stylistic activity, and could only walk around leisurely, Western family, gossip, and see what happened at that house. If there was a happy occasion, it would be so enjoyable, if it was a small matter, if it could be lively together, if someone picked a new wife, it would be so hilarious, because first, it would be lively and second, if they could take advantage of the situation, their families would not get angry, if Geely didn't know who was the one who started the wedding, and if it was hoodlum, they would start with scoundrel.
Seeing that Zhao Si had left, the group of idle bystanders also turned dark. They could not wait for something to happen to Zhao Si so that they could have a good time together.