Chapter 2202: Buried umbrella

Hei Niu frowned, stood in the rain and listened for a long time, and after confirming that there was no sound outside, he walked to the side of the shredder and reached into the bucket.
Dazhen suddenly screamed, "Husband, you have to die, you must unplug the power before reaching into the bucket of the crusher, don't you know?"
Hei Niu was frightened, and quickly retracted his hand, Dazhen walked over and unplugged the power supply.
Black Bull said respectfully, "Thank you, my wife."
"Huh, don't you want your hands?"
"Well, I know my wife loves me."
"Hmph, it's not that I care for you. If your hands are wrong, and it's not that I'm serving you, the widow Yu will definitely ignore you."
"Hey, why do you mention that bitch? I'm just playing with her. You are my true love. We will live a lifetime."
After the black cow finished speaking, he reached out to scratch Dazhen's nose, but Dazhen avoided it.
"Go, you have blood on your hands, don't touch me, and work quickly."
The black cow smirked, put his hand into the bucket again, and took out a small hand. The fool saw the small hand, his scalp numb, yes, it was this hand that I saw just now, but when I saw it just now, it was still It was intact, except that the complexion was pale and looked very thin, but now, when I looked at that hand again, I found that it was completely unrecognizable. It was smashed into blood and flesh by the pulverizer, and the skin was broken and fleshy, and it looked very crippled.
Hei Niu took his small hand and said thoughtfully, "This hand is really small, only a little smaller than our calf's."
Dazhen gave the black cow a white look, "You miss the calf."
"Well, that kid is not very obedient. He is studying in the city, and we are not here either. I don't know how he is now."
"What are you worried about? The calf lives in his uncle's house. You don't have to worry about eating or drinking. His aunt wants a son. Unfortunately, this second child is still a girl. The calf hurts like his own son. You don't have to worry about the cow."
"My wife, I was thinking, this kid might be about the same age as the Mavericks."
"Huh, why do you think so much? Think about it again, this child is also dead, because he was unlucky and had to get in a cart, which made us both have to deal with his corpse. What a trouble."
"but--"
"But what? Get to work now."
"This hand seems like a crusher can't crush it."
"Husband, didn't you just say that things that can't be crushed by the grinder, first hit with a hammer, and then thrown into the grinder?"
"Yes, why didn't I expect it?"
After the black bull finished speaking, he took that hand and went under the eaves to find a hammer. After a while, there were clanging and cracking bones under the eaves.
The fool heard the terrible sound and closed his ears in fright.
After a while, the black cow came back with a bunch of forest stuff.
"Okay, is the head office now?"
Dazhen nodded, "Try again, if it still doesn't work, smash it a little bit."
The black bull threw the forest into the shredder, then plugged it in, pressed the switch, and the shredder roared again. This time, there was no more discordant clicking sound, and all the bones in the bucket were destroyed. Ground into powder.
Hei Niu proudly spread his hands towards Dazhen, "Look, there is no problem at all now."
The fool looked at Hei Niu's proud face, and suddenly felt cold all over, and another violent torrential rain hit his face. The fool instantly became sober. Now, the pulverizer continues to run, and Da Zhen is busy cutting bones, buzzing. The buzzing and clicking sound alternated alternately, coupled with the rushing rain and rumbling thunder, the noise was constant, just taking advantage of the present opportunity to escape.
Where is the fool dare to stay more, slipping down from the tree quickly, until his feet are on the ground, he breathed a sigh of relief, ran away, and ran far away before he felt that something was wrong, and he felt like he had fallen into something. The fool stood in the rain and patted his forehead vigorously. It took a while before he came back to his senses.
"Damn, damn, I dropped that umbrella. No, I have to get it back quickly. If the suspicious black bull picks up the umbrella, he will definitely suspect that I came back tonight. And the umbrella fell on the tree. Down, I just climbed a tree, there must be my mud footprints on the tree. Even with my toes, I can think of someone climbing on the tree and peeping into the yard. And that umbrella can explain that the peeping is me . No, this umbrella must be retrieved."
How dare the idiot stay, he turned around and ran, and ran back under the locust tree in one breath. Fortunately, the umbrella was still there, his ears were attached to the wall and he was studying and listening. He heard the humming and clicking sounds coming from the courtyard. The sound of cutting bones. The idiot was relieved now, he knew that the Black Bulls were still busy handling the corpse.
The fool took the umbrella and ran away. At this point, he had already guessed that the umbrella fell out of the truck, and there was nothing wrong with it. This umbrella is so small, it looks like it should be a children's umbrella. Just now I took the umbrella and asked Dazhen. Dazhen said that the umbrella was not theirs. If you guess right, this umbrella belongs to that child. The idiot had been hiding in the tree just now, eavesdropping on the conversation between the couple, he knew that the child should have been killed by a black bull. Because the car accident happened at night and no one saw it, the black cow took the child's body back to deal with it himself.
The idiot held an umbrella and looked closely under the street light, and found four small characters on the umbrella. Unfortunately, he had never read a book, didn't know the words, and didn't know what it meant. But he felt that there must be the child's message on the umbrella. At first he thought those four characters were the child’s name, but in the end, he overturned this idea, because most people’s names are three or two characters, and only those with a double surname can have their names. Four characters, and the habit of writing oneself on objects, it seems that only ancient people have it, and modern people rarely write their names on objects. So what do the four words on this umbrella mean? In fact, for people who know Chinese characters, they will understand at a glance, it is obviously Xiangyang Primary School. But for an illiterate fool, it is sad. However, he also faintly felt that these four words must contain information about the deceased.
This umbrella was the relic of the deceased, and the child still couldn't stand his eyes. The fool still shuddered when he thought of the head lying in the carriage. Such an umbrella is definitely not usable.
The fool took an umbrella, came to the entrance of the village, and ran wildly in the rain. Finally, I finally selected a place, dug a hole with dry branches, and buried the umbrella in it.
After burying the umbrella, the idiot turned to go, and suddenly stopped. After thinking about it, he inserted a branch in the position of the umbrella, and whispered, "Anyway, I'd better cut the branch and make a mark. Maybe. I will use this umbrella in the future." Then, he bowed to the branch again, "My child, I don't know what your name is, and I can't help you. I would like to ask you to have a good time and rest in peace." , Bowed again, turned and left, disappearing in the rain and fog.