Splendid peasant girl busy farming

4207 - Chapter [-]
While speaking, the people at the next table were almost ready to start their performance.

"I suggested this game, so I'll come first, ahem, get ready to listen..."

"My house has been out of food for several days, the thief came in last night and left crying!" he said.

A person next to him joked: "Come on, your family has been out of food for several days? Yesterday I saw your fat daughter-in-law leading your fat girl to buy candied haws at the gate of Washi!"

The previous person glared at this person: "It's agreed that playing games is better than being poor. If you want to disrupt the stage like this, then you will settle all the debts of our brothers later?"

The person who was joking hurriedly apologized, "I'm joking, so let me do it too!"

Clearing his throat, he said, "As long as money can solve the problem, I can't solve it."

The person before also immediately joked: "Silver can't solve it, but copper can solve it? It's not poor enough, so who will replace it?"

The third person raised his hand, "I'm coming! Listen up..."

"It hasn't rained for many days, so I haven't washed my hair. I took my daughter-in-law to visit Washi yesterday. It was really just a stroll."

Immediately, someone started tearing it down again. This time, the person doing the teardown was a bit fat, and there was a tear mole under his eye.

"Not washing your hair can only show that you are lazy. When you visit the tile market, you only shop and don't buy. Maybe you have stock at home. If you come out just for entertainment, you are not poor enough!"

"Fatty Zhao, I'm not poor enough? Then come here! You fat man!" The third person said angrily.

Fatty Zhao chuckled: "Come here, whoever is afraid of whom!"

"Don't talk about shopping in Washi, I can lie down at home if I can, I'm afraid I will be hungry if I turn over!"

Several people who participated in the game at the table fell silent.

"How is it? I win?" Fatty Zhao raised his eyebrows proudly.

The one who was talking about visiting Washi before reacted, and said: "It doesn't count that you won, here is Wang Xiaoliu who didn't say anything! Wang Xiaoliu, you are the only one left. You must represent us to defeat Fatty Zhao !"

The man named Wang Xiaoliu sat there with his head up and his mouth open, like an old monk in meditation, motionless.

"Hey, Wang Xiaoliu, what's the matter with you? It's your turn..." Someone nearby raised his hand and waved in front of Wang Xiaoliu a few times, urging him.

Wang Xiaoliu finally moved. He frowned and looked at the person in front of him complainingly: "You are preventing me from drinking the northwest wind."

Everyone at the table laughed.

The third person laughed the loudest. He pointed to Fatty Zhao and said, "Hahaha, Fatty Zhao, Wang Xiaoliu is so poor that he wants to drink northwest wind. If you lose, you lose!"

Fatty Zhao blushed. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, he raised his hand to pat the table, stared at Wang Xiaoliu, gritted his teeth and said, "Don't dare to go to the toilet, for fear of being hungry!"

Wang Xiaoliu smiled lightly, and wrote lightly: "Fatty Zhao doesn't go to the toilet, I'm hungry!"

The table suddenly became quiet.

Fatty Zhao and several others were dumbfounded and dumbfounded.

Someone suddenly burst out laughing, almost spitting out the half-eaten vermicelli in his mouth.

"Sorry, sorry, I couldn't hold back for a moment."

It was Yang Ruoqing at the next table.

Covering her mouth with one hand, she waved towards Fatty Zhao and Wang Xiaoliu's table.

Luo Fengtang quickly handed over a handkerchief: "Come on, Qing'er wipe it off."

Yang Ruoqing took the handkerchief and wiped it, at this moment, the people at the next table also recalled what Fatty Zhao and Wang Xiaoliu said.

A few people were also lying there laughing, and those who didn't laugh patted Wang Xiaoliu's shoulder: "Wang Xiaoliu, you are really amazing, you can think of such hurtful words, I am convinced, completely convinced Already!"

Fatty Zhao couldn't help but raised his hand to wipe the hot sweat from his forehead: "I also admit defeat, there is no one poorer than Wang Xiaoliu on this table."

Wang Xiaoliu smiled wryly: "To be honest, I'm really poor. I had a fight with our boss a few years ago, and he fired me without giving me a penny."

"My old parents, wife and children are still waiting for me to pay my wages and go home for the New Year. I'm worrying about this right now!"

Fatty Zhao was surprised: "What? So you didn't tell your siblings about your loss?"

Wang Xiaoliu nodded.

Others at the table also asked: "Why are you arguing with your boss? They are your parents, aren't you stupid?"

Wang Xiaoliu said: "I can't stand him doing those unscrupulous things, mixing good rice with moldy ones and selling them out."

"Hey!" The other people on the table were shocked, and then shook their heads.

"You are upholding justice, but what can you do? You were fired, and you didn't get a penny, so you still sell the rice!" Fatty Zhao said.

Wang Xiaoliu said: "I don't care what he is, anyway, I have to act according to my own conscience! I just don't do evil things myself!"

The people at the table sighed.

Fatty Zhao said again: "Wang Xiaoliu, what are you going to do for the new year?"

Wang Xiaoliu raised his head and looked at the few brothers in front of him, these were all his childhood friends.

"To be honest, I came out to get together with the big guys today. I actually want to borrow some money from the brothers here, so I can get through this year first!"

"Ten Wen is not too little, and a hundred Wen is not too much. After the Chinese New Year, I will go out to find something to do, and then I will pay back the big guy's money, will it work?"

As soon as Wang Xiaoliu said this, the few people who were still sighing at the table fell silent.

Then, all kinds of words of crying about being poor came out in one brain. If everyone was poorer than before, it was just a game, with an exaggerated color to make fun of.

Well, at this moment, one or two really used their housekeeping skills, and in the end, they wished that Wang Xiaoliu would lend them some money instead!

Fatty Zhao was annoyed, and slapped the table, "What's the matter with you people? Wang Xiaoliu and we grew up together. Tell me, you encountered difficulties in the past, what about Wang Xiaoliu?" Didn't help once?"

"Let's talk about you," Fatty Zhao pointed to one of the monkey-cheeked ones. "That year, there was a famine in Qingshui Town, and the price of rice in the town went up. It happened that your wife had no milk after giving birth."

"Who helped you find a way to get ten catties of millet from the rice store to make rice soup for your wife and children to tide over? It's Wang Xiaoliu!"

The man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks shrank immediately, "I know that Wang Xiaoliu helped me, and I want to help him too, but now my wife has given birth to a third child, and the family is getting more and more difficult every day, otherwise we brothers will get together I won’t come to eat the Mala Tang that costs a few pennies!”

Fatty Zhao gritted his teeth angrily, and raised his hand to slap the man with the sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, but was stopped by Wang Xiaoliu.

"Fatty Zhao, forget it, everyone has their own difficulties, don't force it!" Wang Xiaoliu looked sad.

"Xiao Liu, I'm sorry, I have something to do at home, so I'll be leaving first!" The one with the sharp-mouthed monkey cheek quickly slipped away.

Seeing him slipping away, several other people got up one after another and ran away for various reasons.

In the blink of an eye, only Fatty Zhao and Wang Xiaoliu were left.

(End of this chapter)