It was another beautiful sunny day. Uncle Hua walked out of the house and went up the mountain. On the mountain, the gentle breeze carried the fragrance of wild flowers, and in the distance there were patches of clouds smiling at him. He stayed and worked on the mountain.

, it’s really good.

At this time, I don’t know where Uncle Feng appeared again. He handed over a cigarette from afar and tried his best to flatter and flatter him. He even put his face close to Hua Bo’s side, hoping to make Hua Bo

Slap yourself in the face. Hua Bo did nothing at this time, just

It's funny to see this Uncle Feng. Don't you feel ashamed that he is still wearing a flowery dress at such an old age? But he is the famous Uncle Feng, let alone wearing a flowery dress. Even if he is a thief and robbed, there is no one.

Dare to say that he is not.

"Are you here?" Hua Bopo pondered for a while, and finally decided that it would be better to say hello. Otherwise, it would seem a little rude.

"Well, let's see you. I haven't seen you for a long time. Damn it, have you made a fortune again?" Uncle Feng asked, with a smile on his face. However, anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that this smile was full of smiles.

It was a fake smile, as if it was deliberately forced out, but Uncle Hua saw it and found it quite useful.

"What's the point of getting rich? It's just a matter of dawdling around so as not to starve to death. Unlike an old guy like you, you don't know where to get money these days. It seems that you have got some money, right?" Uncle Hua looked at it.

Uncle Feng glanced at him and asked.

"Fuck you," Uncle Feng cursed, "If it weren't for bad luck, the wallet of that person who fell asleep on the train would have been mine. I guess that person was pretending to be asleep and didn't get the money.

He was also chopped with a knife."

"Haha, then you are still going to make money, aren't you afraid of death?" Uncle Hua asked while hoeing the ground.

"Fuck you, if you don't make money, what will I do?" Uncle Feng said. "One day, if I fuck your mother, I will make a fortune."

"Yes, I also believe you will get rich," said Uncle Hua. He did not dare to be disrespectful to Uncle Feng at this time. Otherwise, this guy might be carrying a knife on his back, and if he got angry and cut himself,

It's not a problem. "Then why don't you go make money, but what are you doing here?"

"Fuck you," Uncle Feng said, "I'm not here for anything else, I just want to send you a message." Uncle Feng said, with a rather mysterious look on his face. He came closer and looked around.

, seeing no one around him, he spoke to Uncle Hua.

"What did you say?" Uncle Hua didn't believe what Uncle Feng said.

"Your little flower really slept in Shaoqiu's house last night. People in the deserted village are witnesses. I won't lie to you. Otherwise, there will be five thunders from the sky!" Uncle Feng said this. After saying this, he said again

He spat, as if he was extremely disgusted with Shaoqiu's frivolous nature.

"The poor man slept with my daughter?" Hua Bo heard Uncle Feng's instigation and became furious. He put down his hoe, roared, and punched the stone, causing it to shatter instantly.

"You're not going to work anymore. You haven't finished hoeing the land yet. Don't hit people yet. Otherwise, it won't be a problem to delay the crops." Uncle Feng said this. At this time, he really regretted saying this.

This is going to fucking kill people, but how can we do it?

"I'll hoe your mother!" Uncle Hua scolded as he rushed down the mountain. After descending from the mountain, he did not go to his own house, but ran straight to Shaoqiu's house.

In front of Shaoqiu's house, I saw Xiaohua squatting on the ground. The onlookers said something from time to time. The good flowers and others even commented on Xiaohua, saying that such a good girl should not sleep with a big man.

In the house, Xiaohua couldn't argue. At this time, people were talking nonsense. It was okay, and no one dared to come forward and beat her to death. However, at this moment, she saw Uncle Hua rushing over, carrying a knife on his back.

I need to kill this little flower.

When Xiaohua saw her father coming, she didn't run away. She just wanted to die. What's the point of living like this? It would be better to die. The knife was already placed on Xiaohua's neck, and Uncle Feng

At this time, he also came over. It was he who brought these words. He felt that he was somewhat responsible, so he came over and grabbed the knife in Hua Bo's hand. Otherwise, Xiao Hua might have died long ago.

Although the good flowers and others stood aside and watched, they did not come forward to persuade them. They just wanted to watch the excitement. However, the deserted village had not seen a good show for a long time. How could this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity be missed?

"You can't kill people. I brought this to you. Fuck you. If you kill someone, how will I be a human being in the future?" Uncle Feng said to Uncle Hua. Uncle Hua really listened to Uncle Feng.

Yes, he let Xiaohua go, but he grabbed her, and he had to drag her to his home no matter what, and he must not let the prince know, otherwise, the matter of trying to get the prince would be considered a failure.

The people in the deserted village followed up. Such a serious incident occurred and they wanted to know how Uncle Hua would deal with it. If the little flower was not drowned in the river, the matter would never be settled. Otherwise, wouldn't it be a mess?

People followed Uncle Hua and wanted to go to his house to take care of the matter. It was absolutely impossible to do such an immoral thing without sinking into the river. At this time, Uncle Hua thought that the prince was staying in his house, so he let him know about it. Then

Do you still want little flowers?

At this time, Hua Bo knelt in front of everyone and kept saying good things. He must not let the prince know, otherwise, he would say that he would hit the Grimm Mountain and die. When people heard Hua Bo say this, it was inconvenient for a while.

What can I say? If this hits the Grimm Mountains, the deserted villages will tremble.

By then, the children might be frightened, and the elderly might also feel frightened. We will not pursue this issue, but we will ask Uncle Hua to educate his daughter well. Forget it this time, it won’t be the same next time. After people said this, they left Shaoqiu’s house.

In front of the house, they returned to their homes and everyone was busy with their own things.

"Uncle Hua, where have you been? Why did you show up just now? Have you finished the work on the mountain?" The prince asked when he saw Uncle Hua coming back.

"Everything is done. Come back now. Have you eaten? There is rice in the pot. I will help you heat it up. There are still vegetables." Hua Bo said.

"It's okay, you can do whatever you want." After the prince said this, he sat down again and admired the scenery of the deserted village with a faint smile on his face.

Xiaohua was standing in the courtyard again. This place used to be her paradise, but now, for some reason, she felt sick to her stomach as soon as she entered this place. It would be nice if she didn't have this prince staying in her house.
Chapter completed!