80 Appreciation of Treasures: Group Pets Get Rich by Picking Up Trash

Chapter 82 Dashi Village

Wei Tu's face changed, and he immediately followed the voice with Biaozi to find it.

I saw two young men squatting together anxiously. On the ground beside them lay a strong and strong guy. He fell on his back, his right calf was severely congested and swelled up a lot.

"Not good! Broken calf! Don't touch him. Let's find some thin wooden sticks and canes. I'll help him fix his injured leg first." Wei Tu directed everyone in an orderly manner.

After a while, the injured boy was carried to the village committee by everyone.

The villagers who came over after hearing the news all had gloomy expressions, and the house was silent, and the atmosphere was quite dignified.

Biaozi leaned over to Xiaojiao and asked in a low voice, "Who is this guy? He looks like a movie star. He was injured a little bit. The whole village followed suit."

Little Pepper whispered back: "In our Dashi Village, Fuzi is much more important than movie stars..."

There are two villages in this mountain, one is Dashi Village and the other is the neighboring Muzhi Village.

A prayer meeting is held in the local area every year, and young men who are strong and able to swim are selected from the two villages.

Let him put a bronze plaque full of blessings in the cave in the pool on the top of the mountain, so as to pray for good weather in the coming year.

Every year, the boys from the two villages will secretly compete, and everyone wants to win glory for their village.

And this year's popular candidate in Dashi Village is Fuzi!
Biaozi understood: "So it's like this, isn't it just swimming! What's so great about it!"

"What do you know? The terrain in the pool is complicated, there are undercurrents, and the caves at the bottom extend in all directions. If you don't have any real skills, it's terrible!"

Little Pepper gave him an annoyed look.

Biaozi raised the corners of his mouth and chuckled triumphantly: "Cut~ Lao Tzu's nickname is Langli Baitiao, this name is not for nothing!"

Xiaojiao squinted his eyes and looked him up and down. This man was white and fat, and when he got into the water, he looked like a white striped pig, but he really deserved the title of Langli Baitiao.

She covered her mouth and snickered: "Sure enough, she lives up to her name."

There was something in this man's words, and it was obvious that he was scolding him. Just as Biaozi was about to laugh, he heard the village chief speak out suddenly.

"Fuzi, it's not the right time for you to break your leg..."

He frowned, his face was gloomy, he picked up the dry tobacco with his right hand, and smoked it.

Fuzi was lying on the camp bed, his fractured calf temporarily fixed, and he choked up with guilt: "The village chief, it's all my fault! I'm useless! Next year in our village..."

Hearing this, most of the other people in the room shook their heads and sighed, their eyes full of pity.

"Okay, this is the end of the matter, you boy, don't feel guilty!" The village head waved to the villagers next to him: "Both of you, hurry up and carry him to the health center in the neighboring village."

"Eh!"

Seeing people walking away, the villagers opened their mouths one after another.

"Village chief, what should we do now? The prayer meeting is coming soon!"

"Last year, Mu Zhicun won. I thought it would be our turn this year, but now..."

"Without Fuzi, it's enough to rely on the remaining few participating!"

The village chief frowned, smoking the dry tobacco one after another, without saying a word for a long time.

The villagers couldn't sit still.

"Village chief! You should give me a correct sentence!"

"Yeah, it's not a trivial matter that affects the fortune of our village next year!"

At this moment, I don't know who came up with a sentence: "This rain is too strange. It's not the rainy season now, so why did it suddenly rain?!"

Soon someone answered, "If it wasn't for the strange rain, Fuzi wouldn't have broken her leg."

These two sentences have aroused the vigilance of many villagers!

Unlucky things really like to come in clusters, and all the causes are this sudden rainstorm, so why is it raining? !

A lot of ulterior motives turned to Wei Tu, Jiang Yun and the others.

Before the three of them entered the village, everything was safe and sound, but after they arrived, it rained heavily that night.

Could it be that……

The urging voices one after another brought people's thoughts back to reality, and the village chief was so annoyed by the villagers that his head grew dizzy.

He frowned, picked up the dry cigarette and knocked heavily on the table a few times, making a 'bang, bang' sound.

"What's the hurry! There are still a few days left! Let me think about it first, you all go back!"

The village chief put down his words, put his hands behind his back and strode out.

Without the person in charge, the villagers all dispersed, and suddenly, there were only a few young guys left in the village committee.

One of the young men was the first to speak: "Still waiting, seeing that the blessing meeting is coming soon, I don't know what to wait for!"

Others nodded in agreement.

Another tall guy said: "Why don't we go into the water and have a competition? We will rank ourselves out? Take the results and talk to the village?"

When these words came out, everyone's eyes lit up, and they said in unison: "Okay!"

It was too late to say it, and the water in the pool on the top of the mountain had not completely receded, and five or six boys had already entered the water shirtless.

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At the same time, the three people who returned to Xiaojiao's home were discussing how to persuade Old He Tou to come out of the mountain.

Wei Tu frowned: "Have you ever thought about it? He has been here for more than ten years, why should he leave with us?"

Biaozi: "A high salary, seeing the money, would you still disagree?"

Wei Tu shook his head with a smile: "I think the He family has no shortage of food and clothing here. They live a decent life. For our salary, do we have to move the whole family?"

Biaozi choked: "Then what should we do? Is that the way to go?"

Jiang Yun thought for a moment: "Why don't we directly identify ourselves and have a frank and honest talk with Old He Tou?"

If you can do it, you can do it, if you can't, you can just give up.

The three of them gave up their hearts and went all out, and went downstairs to discuss with old man Hetou.

I saw the skinny little old man sitting on the pony tie, using a sickle to continuously cut thin bamboo strips.

Little Chili wrapped around him, and the father and daughter were talking and laughing.

"Uncle He, what are you doing?" Jiang Yun stepped forward with a smile.

The three of them sat down on a small stool beside them.

Little Pepper replied, "Dad is making bamboo baskets."

Old He Tou smiled: "I crushed the bamboo basket at home, and I plan to make another one. Why, do you have something to do with me?"

Wei Tu cleared his throat, and eloquently explained the intention and purpose of his visit: "...So, we would like to invite you to work in Muyunju."

Old Hetou half-closed his eyes and looked at the three of them, lowered his head in silence, and looked at his rough and cracked hands.

It took a long time before he opened his mouth and said: "The climate in the mountains is damp and cold. My hands have long since been useless. I can make do with carving some large pieces, but not finer jadeite objects."

The faces of Jiang Yun and the others froze, thinking that he was going to refuse, but he unexpectedly changed his mind.

He gently stroked the top of Xiaojiali's hair, his eyes were full of reluctance: "But this girl has got my true biography, and she has carved it with one hand, making it superb, and she is not on par with me."

This is the best way to leave the mountains. He doesn't want his daughter's beautiful years to be wasted in this deep mountain and forest.

After stepping out of the mountains, she will be able to spread her wings and soar in a wider world, creating some achievements of her own.

"I won't go! If you don't go, I won't go!" Little Pepper frowned and stared at his father angrily.

Just as Old He Tou was about to speak to persuade, many villagers came outside. They were menacing, each of them was holding farm tools, with a fierce look on their faces, and came in fiercely.

(End of this chapter)