Chapter 43: happy hour

弟 Li Qingyang, Lu Yan and other disciples took the martial art mission and later went to Qingyang Village to start looking for targets to do the mission.
"Ironbone sect disciple?"
狗 "Dog ... Jun Chang laughs at that stinky boy, when did he receive so many disciples?"
"Under the big banyan tree, a boy who looks like a big girl said that he was in charge of the head, and wrote a letter for us for Zhao Xiu."
Villagers in Qingyang Village gathered at the entrance of the village to discuss.
Li Qingyang, who was sitting under a big tree, heard everyone describe herself as a big girl, and her heart was suddenly hurt.
In fact, he looks very sunny and very manly. The reason why he is regarded as a girl is because of his bright martial arts costumes.
Before long, a white-haired old man with a cane walked slowly.
青 Li Qingyang said: "Grandma, do you want to write a letter?"
The white-haired old man said with a sideways ear, "Wa'er, what did you just say?"
"I said, are you here to write a letter?" Li Qingyang's voice improved a lot.
The white-haired old lady still didn't hear her clearly. She shook her thin hand and pointed to her ear again, saying, "I am too old to hear my ears."
青 Li Qingyang was stubborn, so he had to write a pen on the paper and say ‘Are you here to write a letter’?
It happened that Xiao Xin, who was carrying two buckets of dung, came down the path, and when he saw the second brother showing paper to his old lady, he almost fell to the ground.
Li Qingyang heard the movement and looked over and said, "Master, what's the matter with you?"
Xiao Xiao had forcibly held his body so that two buckets of feces would not fall, and collapsed, "Brother, do you think she can read?"
青 Li Qingyang patted his head and said, "Forget, most of the villagers in Qingyang Village are illiterate, and I can't read it even after I write it."
Dan Tian shouted, "You are here to write a letter?"
White-haired old man heard this time, but knocked on the cane and said, "Waer, can't you keep quiet, my ears are almost deaf to you."
"噗通."
青 Li Qingyang was paralyzed directly on the table.
Uh ...
In a leaf-covered courtyard.
A pair of white-strength Lu Xun stood like a hibiscus in the water, and the tender little hands filled with a touch of spiritual power.
"brush!"
She raised her wrist gently.
However, the bamboo broom it holds can hardly withstand its strength and suddenly breaks.
Lu Lu said slightly, "Why is it broken again?"
I looked at it, three bamboo broomsticks were broken under my feet, and it was miserable.
"Aunt ... girl ..." Wang Dazhen, who was hiding in the distance with a dustpan, said sincerely, "You ... Are you here to sweep the floor, or to kill!"
"Humph."
Lu Yan threw the broken broom on the ground, and said indignantly: "Everyone said no, and the manager let me come."
I'm in charge?
王 大婶 thought of Jun often smiling.
I yelled, "Bastard boy, what do you mean?"
"Whoo!"
Suddenly, waves of air blew.
The king of kings hurriedly raised the dustpan, but still glanced, and saw the beautiful girl waving her hands in the air, and the leaves were stirred and gathered together.
"It works much better than a broom."
Lu Lu cast a cold eye and said, "Hey, where do you throw this garbage?"
"The door ... outside the door ..." Aunt Wang hurriedly pointed outside.
"brush!"
Lu Lu's steps were wrong, as if dancing, the tender white jade palms fluttered in the void, and the leaves gathered in a ball flew out of the wall.
"噗通."
I was looking for Xiao Huang Su Xiaomo in the village. I just passed by from the outside and was hit by a large leaf and branch directly on my head.
"Hahaha!"
My disciple, who was doing the tasks separately, saw the brother's body covered with leaves, and he couldn't help laughing.
"Get off, get off!"
At this moment, Xiao Xin, who carried the dung, rushed down the uphill, because he couldn't control the flat load, two buckets of dung swung left and right, and a lot of dung sputtered on them.
"Haha!"
Su Xiaomo laughed loudly when she saw chicken dung on the faces of two younger brothers.
After reaching Pingpo, Xiao Guiji finally stabilized the two barrels of dung, and looked back in a rather embarrassing way: "Brother, sorry ..."
"Whoo!"
Two disciples with dung on his face leaned over his eyes with flashing red light.
Xiao Xiao was guilty of guilt, and hurriedly pushed his shoulders away.
"Don't let him run away!"
The two disciples quickly chased after, not caring about chicken dung, directly reaching into the bucket, clapping it on his face, and grinning: "Rated."
"Hahaha."
Su Su Xiaomo burst into tears.
"嘭!"
The leaves piled up again in the wall, hitting his head, and suddenly rolled his eyes and fell. .
Uh ...
There are not many people in Qingyang Village, with only a few hundred mouths. Most of the young people go out to work.
After the disciples arrived, they went from house to house to do tasks, but they became lively.
Gradually, the villagers understood that the dogs left to send their disciples to volunteer work for everyone, and they readily accepted it.
"Mr. Li, I want to write a letter."
Under the banyan tree, a 70-year-old man laughed and said, "Give it to the second baby in the town, let him spend more time on reading, don't just keep playing."
Li Qingyang wrote.
Within a few hours, he had written letters for five villagers.
I wrote to my son, and to other relatives in the countryside. Most of the content is based on my family. Although simple, it is expensive.
After writing a letter, Li Qingyang thoughtfully: "I understand. The head wants me to listen to their hearts, so that I can understand what's in them."
Uh ...
"Pap!"
In the courtyard, Lu Yan clapped his hands and said, "It's almost there."
落叶 A leaf and a trace of dust on the ground are much cleaner than cleaning with a bamboo broom.
The king of kings was paralyzed at the door of the hall, and she was crying without tears.
The courtyard was cleaned and dust-free, but the big trees that were planted were lush and leafy, and now they were bare, and even the branches were torn and only the trunk was left.
This is not the point. The point is ... all kinds of vegetables grown in the vegetable garden in the yard have been uprooted and thrown out.
"Do you have to clean the room?"
"brush!"
The majestic King Wang jumped up and guarded the door and said, "Girl, I will come to the room myself, so I don't need to trouble you."
"No."
Lu Lu said: "The head said, to help you with housework."
I waved her hand ~ EbookFREE.me ~ Pulled her out, walked into the hall, and immediately heard the sound of 哐 哐, 哐 哐, and tea cups colliding.
"Ah!"
King Wang, holding his head, scolded Yang Tian, ​​"You bastard, you sent someone to torture your mother on purpose!"
Uh ...
Dusk is coming.
In the hall, there was a smell of chicken dung, and Jun Chang smiled and pinched his nose and said, "Let's bathe Lao Tzu!"
"Brush! Brush!"
Xiao Xiao sinner and others disappeared instantly.
Li Qingyang said: "Head, today the students and brothers accomplished the task well."
Xun Jun often laughed and said, "Why is your voice dumb?"
青 Li Qingyang heard the words, and tears almost fell down: "The clients are all older grandmothers, and none of them are jealous."
"Hey."
Xun Jun often smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "It's hard."
"Ok?"
He swept the disciples and said, "Why? Why didn't I come back with you?"
"Boom! Boom!"
Suddenly, the ground shook.
Xun Jun often smiled and looked up, watching the beams of dust fall from the room, and said, "Earthquake?"
"Shit, get out!"
Suddenly, a roar came from outside the hall.
"Wang Dasao?"
Xi Jun often laughed and went out in a hurry, but suddenly stepped back, scaring a hand on the edge of the door.
On the stage of Yan Wu, Wang Dazhen took a kitchen knife in one hand and a rolling pin in one hand. He was so aggressive that he shook the mountain every step.
"Head."
Lu Yan stood on the corner of the gate and said lightly, "She has to come to thank you, the disciples cannot stop it."
"Coo."
Xi Jun often swallowed a spit with a smile, and hurriedly said, "Aunt Wang, there is something ... Ah, Wang Aunt will kill!"