Flip the table and divide the family property! Take his wife and daughter into the mountains and eat

Ergazi opened his eyes groggily.

The sky above us has completely changed.

A bright moon hung on the treetops in the east, its cool light streaming down through the bare elm branches, turning the vast expanse of newly green wasteland outside the village a grayish-white.

The nights in early spring are still cold.

The frozen ground that had thawed during the day was now covered with a layer of hard frost, and the wind blew in gusts from the distant field ridges, making the withered grass and leaves rustle.

I don't know which village's dog heard the commotion, but it barked a few times from a distance, which soon attracted several other dogs to join in.

Ergazi lay at the base of the haystack, staring blankly for a long while.

"hiss……"

A gust of cold wind entered his collar, and he shivered violently before slowly pushing himself up from the ground.

I lay there for too long, and half of my body went numb.

Erga grimaced and stretched his neck a couple of times, then raised his hand and pounded his stiff thigh, muttering a curse under his breath:

"Damn it..."

My voice is terribly hoarse.

My mouth tasted strange, both sour and bitter.

He tilted his head, spat to the side, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and then looked down at himself.

Upon seeing this, Erga's face immediately fell.

Dazhuang's white polyester shirt, which he had only bought a few days ago, was completely ruined.

His chest was wrinkled like a pickled vegetable stalk, his sleeves were covered in mud, and there was a large patch of grass stuck to his back. One of the top two buttons had popped off at some point.

Not to mention the pants.

Half of the trouser leg was covered in yellow mud spots that had dried and then gotten wet again.

Erga Zi pulled up his shirt and looked at it for a long time before finally grinning.

"It's all over."

"If Dazhuang sees this, he'll fight me to the death..."

He muttered something, grabbed the haystack behind him, and swayed as he stood up.

As soon as I stood up straight, my numb legs suddenly went weak, and I almost sat back down on my bottom.

Erga quickly grabbed the haystack and stood there for a while to catch his breath. After the tingling sensation subsided, he bent down and patted the hay dust off his backside.

He looked up at the moon.

It's impossible to tell exactly how many points there are.

It's quite late anyway.

"go home."

Erga sniffed, pulled his open shirt up to his chest, looked down and found the shoe that had fallen a few steps away. After putting it on, he walked along the dirt road under the moonlight towards Kaoshantun, his steps uneven.

The dirt road was quiet at night.

Apart from the occasional "splat" sound of shoes sinking into the mud, there was only the rustling of insects in the grass on both sides.

Ergazi didn't walk very fast either.

With his hands in his pockets and his shoulders slightly hunched, he strolled along, swaying in the night wind.

Just as the crooked old elm tree at the entrance of Kaoshantun Village was beginning to emerge in the distance, a pale white flashlight beam suddenly shone through the darkness ahead.

Take a look at the roadside in a bit.

A moment later, they swept into the ditch.

Immediately afterwards, a familiar, loud voice came from afar:

"Gazi—!"

"Erga Zi!"

"Where the hell are you?!"

Erga squinted and looked ahead.

"Dazhuang?"

The flashlight beam in front suddenly stopped.

The next second, a blinding white light shone directly on Erga's face, making his eyelids twitch and causing him to instinctively raise his arm to shield his eyes.

Da Zhuang rushed over in three strides, grabbed Er Ga Zi's arm, and scanned him from head to toe with the flashlight. All the anger he had been holding back all night suddenly surged up.

"Ergaizi! Where the hell have you been?!"

Da Zhuang's loud voice made Er Gai Zi's eardrums vibrate:

"Your uncle and aunt are almost frantic! Your mother went to my house first this afternoon, then to Da Niu's house, and you still haven't come back by dark. Your father even went to Xia Kanzi Village with a flashlight to look for you!"

"Several able-bodied men in the village were woken up by your family; they searched for you all over the gullies and hollows! And you, you just wandered back by yourself in the middle of the night!"

Erga squinted as the flashlight shone on him, and somewhat guiltily shrank back, mumbling incoherently:

"What are you yelling about, Brother Dazhuang..."

"Where else could we go? Weren't we going to Xiakanzi Village for a blind date this afternoon...?"

A blind date?!

Da Zhuang's eyes were so wide they were bigger than cow testicles, and the flashlight head almost poked Er Gai Zi's chin.

"You go on blind dates until the wee hours of the morning?!"

"Did you go to meet some girl, or did you go to sit on her kang (heated brick bed) to recuperate after childbirth?!"

Ergaizi's head throbbed from the shouting, and he reached out and shoved the flashlight that was sticking out in front of him away.

"I'll be back right after the photoshoot."

"I got a little sleepy halfway back, and my head felt heavy, so I lay down under a haystack by the roadside for a while."

"Who knew it would be this late when I opened my eyes..."

"Asleep?!"

Da Zhuang stared at the air, as if he had heard something unbelievable, his mouth agape for a moment.

"It's early spring!"

"You slept under a haystack all night wearing such a thin polyester shirt?!"

"Did a donkey kick you in the head?!"

After Dazhuang finished cursing, he shone the flashlight in his hand on Ergaizi's face again.

But upon seeing this, the anger on his face suddenly stopped.

Erga's face was pale, almost bluish, his lips were bloodless, and there was a deep look of fatigue under his eyes.

What's even stranger is that this kid is eerily quiet today.

Normally, if Dazhuang dared to point his finger at him and curse like that, this bastard would have already stuck his neck out and jumped up to argue back.

But today, Ergaizi just stood there with his shoulders hunched, his eyes darting to the side, and he didn't even seem to have the energy to talk back.

Dazhuang frowned.

He pressed the flashlight down in his hand.

The bright beam of light swept over the white polyester shirt that was completely ruined, and then over Erga's trouser legs that were covered in mud.

He stared at Ergazi for a few moments.

"Gazi".

"Um?"

"Something happened?"

Ergaizi had been keeping his head down.

Upon hearing those three words, my fingers instinctively curled up in my pocket.

But soon, he raised his head and tugged at the corner of his mouth.

"What could possibly happen?"

"Well... the blind date didn't work out."

Erga kicked away a small pebble on the roadside, deliberately putting on an indifferent act.

"That girl didn't like me."

"During the day, I bragged like I was something special, wearing your clothes, slicking back my hair oil, and sporting those big sunglasses, swaggering around people's houses to show off."

"And the result?"

He pursed his lips.

"I got a thorough dressing-down from head to toe by that girl."

"I feel really embarrassed."

"On the way back, I felt increasingly suffocated, and my head sank so much that I fell asleep under the haystack."

After saying that, Erga Zi even grinned deliberately.

"Big Zhuang, don't ask anymore."

"How embarrassing."

After hearing this, Da Zhuang was stunned for a full two or three seconds.

Then, as if he had heard the funniest joke, he couldn't help but point his finger at Ergaizi's forehead and let out a merciless sneer:

"Holy crap! I thought some terrible disaster had struck!"

"So you only care about this trivial matter?!"

Da Zhuang removed the flashlight from Er Ga Zi's face, shoved his hands into his waistband, and spat out a mouthful of spittle with a look of utter contempt.

"Ergaizi, Ergaizi, I really overestimated you!"

"You got dumped on a blind date? What's the big deal? Every young man in the surrounding area has been rejected by a blind date at some point. Do you really have to act like a dead dog, lying around in a haystack in the middle of the night?!"

While making sarcastic remarks, Dazhuang reached out and slapped Ergaizi hard on the back of the head, cursing angrily:

"Why don't you take a piss and look at yourself in the mirror! A head full of shiny osmanthus oil, an ill-fitting white shirt, and those aviator sunglasses—you look like a scoundrel performing on a commune stage!"

"No wonder a decent girl from a respectable family would be interested in you! The fact that they didn't kick you out of the yard with a big broom is already a sign of the Liu family being very kind!"

Ergaizi lowered his head, letting Dazhuang slap the back of his head. He swayed slightly, but instead of jumping up and cursing back as usual, he just gave a self-deprecating twitch at the corner of his dry mouth.

Seeing that he didn't even say a word back, Dazhuang grabbed Ergazi's shoulder and half-dragged, half-carried him towards the village:

"Alright, alright! Stop with that sour face, you're such an embarrassment!"

"Three-legged toads are hard to find in this world, but two-legged people are plentiful. That Liu Cuier from Xiakanzi Village won't do; have your mother ask the matchmaker to find you someone better tomorrow!"

As Dazhuang strode forward, he suddenly seemed to remember something extremely important. He slapped his thigh, turned around, and glared fiercely at Ergaizi:

"No way! Stop playing the victim and trying to change the subject!"

"The blind date falling through is a small matter, but where's my polyester fabric?! And where are the sunglasses I borrowed from you?!"