Pamper Eighties

In the middle of the night, a crescent moon hangs high in the night sky, exuding a cool brilliance, and the moisture of the sea brings dark clouds, covering the last sliver of brilliance. The sound of the waves crashing on the beach was like a lullaby, causing the people of Taoyuan Village to gradually fall into sleep. The whole village was quiet, and only the distant chirping of wild beasts could be heard in Longling, which seemed to be more and more peaceful.

The night was getting deeper and deeper, and a sneaky figure flashed out from the door of Feng Dakang's house. He was wearing a tattered gray shirt and gray trousers, and a dark, home-made towel wrapped around his head. Holding a crooked sickle, he crept along the alleys of the village, the dark clouds in the sky were blown away by chance, and the clear moonlight shone on the face of this man, who turned out to be Feng Dakang from the village.

What is he going to do in the middle of the night?

Feng Dakang came to the watermelon field of the old Feng family silently. Even in the middle of the night, when he stood on the field ridge, he could see the big watermelons in the field, all growing round and full, and they looked particularly good. Eating is also very valuable.

It's strange to say that his family and the village chief's family planted watermelons at almost the same time, but the village chief's watermelon was about to ripen, but his family's watermelon didn't grow much. , a gleam of jealousy flashed in his eyes. Feng Dakang didn't even think about it. Since the watermelons in his family were planted, they were not well watered or fertilized. He didn't even want to do the delicate work of catching insects and weeds. He knew he was lazy all day. That watermelon is so likely to grow well.

Feng Dakang won't find the reason from himself, but will only complain that God is unfair. He also grows watermelons. Why is his watermelon smaller than others'? After the village chief's family, go to chop down other people's houses, and see what else they can be proud of.

Thinking of this, an excited smile appeared on Feng Dakang's face, and he walked quickly to the watermelon field. He saw a huge watermelon and was about to chop it down. Unexpectedly, at this moment, the watermelon turned out to be It disappeared under his eyelids. This is really weird. Feng Dakang shook his head and didn't feel anything. He probably saw it wrong just now.

He continued to look forward, and then set his eyes on another big watermelon. With a smirk in his mouth, he raised the sickle in his hand high, ready to give it a hard blow. Knowing that this big watermelon disappeared again in the blink of an eye, it's hell, why is this watermelon gone again?

Feng Dakang rubbed his eyes, but he still didn't believe in evil. This time he ignored it. He stared at a large watermelon next to him with wide eyes, waving his sickle and ready to chop it down, hehe, this time he was right , this big watermelon can't run away, he is very proud in his heart, and the strength in his hand can't help but increase a bit.

Just when his sickle was about to touch the watermelon, he didn't know what was going on, but the watermelon rolled to the side. The sickle in Feng Dakang's hand couldn't hold back, and it slashed into his own with a click. On his calf, he suddenly let out a loud cry, dropped his sickle and fell to the ground, holding his right leg and screaming incessantly.

It hurts, it hurts too much, the bright red blood came out all of a sudden, and it was so painful that Feng Dakang could not wait to roll on the ground a few times, and what was even worse was that the local dogs in the village heard his call, and they were instantly stunned. When he woke up, they all barked loudly, resounding in the sky of the entire Taoyuan Village. The noise was so loud that some people in the village would definitely come out to check. If they saw his watermelon at the village chief's house Tianli, even if he jumped into the sea, he would not be able to clear his suspicions.

No, he had to get out of here quickly, Feng Dakang endured the pain, got up from the ground and jumped forward with a limp like a golden rooster. He was guilty of a thief, and did not dare to run in the direction of the village. He was afraid that others would see the wound on his foot and become suspicious, so he could only jump in the opposite direction, trying to escape to the mountain to find some herbs. He remembered that the salt drying field was next to the There is a kind of elderberry. Aunt Liu used it to heal Feng Dazhuang's wounds. He was looking for this kind of herb.

Feng Dakang kept his golden rooster's independent posture and kept jumping to the side of the salt drying field in the village. Unexpectedly, there were more and more dark clouds in the sky, blocking the last ray of light. It was dark all around. Where did he go to find it? Elderberry, he was exhausted enough to be able to hold it up here. Just as he was about to stop and rest for a while, he felt as if he had tripped over something under his feet. Suddenly, he lost his balance, waving his hands randomly, and fell backward. , fell heavily into the salt pond, making a loud clatter, followed by a howl like he was killing a pig. The pond was soaked in high-concentration sea salt water, and they touched Feng Dakang's wound. , isn't it just like cutting meat, the pain made his whole face distorted, and he almost broke his throat.

The screams spread to Taoyuan Village across a long distance, attracting all the villagers who had woken up. The villagers are all alert these days, grabbing a weapon or two and running out of the house, mouthing Li also shouted to catch the thief. Feng Guoqiang, the militia leader, personally led the team. Following the voice, he quickly rushed to the front of the salt drying field, and immediately found Feng Dakang who was struggling inside.

The owner of the salt pool happened to be in the crowd. He ran out angrily and said, "Feng Dakang, what are you doing in my salt field without going to bed at midnight?"

Feng Dakang screamed and stretched out his hand from the pool and said, "I, I, I want to put some sea water in before dawn to dry the salt. Who knew that it was too dark and I couldn't see clearly, and I fell down accidentally. My foot was cut by a stone, it hurts me to death, you guys hurry up and save me."

After hearing what Feng Dakang said, the villagers noticed that his legs were still bleeding. Under the light of the flashlight, they found that there were bloodstains in the pool. The owner of the salt pool was suddenly unhappy. Then he complained: "I said that you are not easy to fall, but you fell into the pool of my house, and you bleed so much, I broke a whole pool of salt, which I worked so hard to get sunburned during the day. It's time to take it now, it's better now, let you destroy it all, Feng Dakang, you pay my family's salt."

Feng Guoqiang listened to what he said was outrageous, so he stopped him in time and said: "Okay, it's all from the villagers, don't worry too much about it, just dry it when the salt is gone, you didn't see his legs still there. Is it bleeding? Let me save the person first. What if I hurt someone? You two, go down with me and pull him up."

Feng Guoqiang jumped into the pool and dragged Feng Dakang to the shore in three or two strokes. He found that Feng Dakang's face was pale in pain, and his whole body was still shaking. He lifted Feng Dakang's trouser legs and saw that the wound was indeed cut. It was very deep, and you could see the bones, and the blood was still gurgling out, which looked a little horrible.

The salt water had penetrated into Feng Dakang's wound, he couldn't bear it any longer, he rolled on the ground in pain, and cried out in his mouth, "Hurry up and save me, take me to Sixth Aunt, I'm about to go. died."

Feng Guoqiang rolled his eyes angrily, thinking that this Feng Dakang is really a softie, such a small wound will kill him, he has seen more serious wounds on the battlefield, and his comrades have not all If everyone is like Feng Dakang, the country will be doomed. Although he complained very rudely, for the sake of his fellow villagers, he was taken to the village health station and thrown away. It doesn't matter there, his daughter-in-law will take care of him anyway.

People in the village walked back, and some people complained: "This Feng Dakang, why haven't I seen him so diligent? The sun is really coming out from the west, and he went to work in the salt field in the middle of the night, and even broke himself into a That bird, I've seen one stupid, but I've never seen one as stupid as him."

The villager next to him said sleepily, "What's the matter, let's go back to bed quickly, and we have to get up early tomorrow to work. My watermelon is about to ripen, so if I finish the work in the fields early, I will be able to Earn money early, who has the spare time to take care of Feng Dakang's affairs."

The people in the village think it makes sense. It is better to sleep more when you have time to meddle with your own business. Only when you have enough physical strength can you do the work in the field well. After arriving here, the villagers quickened their pace and rushed home to go to sleep.

Feng Yimin also returned to his home in the dark. He also has a lot of work to do tomorrow. Another advantage of contracting production to the household is that he, the village head, no longer has to worry about the farm work in the village. With the stimulation of money, the villagers will naturally He did the farm work well by himself, and he didn't need to be the village chief to make three or four reminders. He could just spare time to take care of his own fields.

When he returned home, only old man Feng stayed in the main room alone, waiting for him to come back. When he saw him, he asked, "What happened?"

Feng Yimin shook his head and said, "It's not a big deal, just that idiot Feng Dakang went to the salt field to put seawater to dry the salt, but he broke himself in the middle of the night. We have already carried him to the health station, Sixth Aunt. Say he can't die, Dad, don't pay attention to him, go back to rest quickly."

After listening to the old man Feng, he didn't say anything. He just nodded at his eldest son and walked back to his room slowly. Feng Yimin turned off the lights in the main room and went back to sleep. Now, the village slowly regained its tranquility. Mengmeng was lying on the cot with her eyes half-squinted, she seemed to smile a little, turned over and fell asleep.