novelraw Chapter 131 So scared that he ran around the village without wearing pants
Chapter 131 So scared that he ran around the village without wearing pants
Dr. Qiu sat at his desk and slapped his hand in anger.
"Dr. Qiu, then...I won't die, right...right?"
Zhang Changyao was so excited that his speech was a bit off-key.
"He won't die. He's so young, how could he die so easily?"
This is medicine to exorcise evil spirits and restore righteousness; drink it for a few days and you'll be fine.
Dr. Qiu handed the prescription slip to Zhang Changyao.
"Dr. Qiu, should we still drink this mourning water?"
Zhang Changyao took out the mourning cloth and fiddled with it in his hands.
"A little bit is fine, better safe than sorry."
Don't burn them all, it'll be a waste. Keep the rest along the shoe opening.
Dr. Qiu looked at the white cloth with a half-smile and a helpless expression on his face.
Zhang Changyao understood what Dr. Qiu meant, bowed respectfully, and took the prescription to the pharmacy to get the medicine.
Zhang Changyao looked at the brown liquid and couldn't wait to drink a vial as soon as he stepped out the door.
A strange feeling churned in my stomach in an instant.
He ran a few steps and squatted down, hugging a big tree.
The stench that had been building up in my stomach for days, mixed with a strange smell of Chinese medicine, burst forth.
"Huh? Is this a miracle drug?" Zhang Changyao looked at the medicine in his hand, panting heavily.
My mind cleared up considerably. I stretched and drove the donkey cart home.
"Something's happened, something's happened..."
Zhai Qingming's fourth brother, that silly boy who patrolled the village eight hundred times a day, jumped up and down shouting.
"Little Si'er, come here and tell Brother Changyao what happened?"
Zhang Changyao had never seen Xiao Si'er so flustered before, so he curiously waved for him to come over.
"Brother Changyao, Qi San from our village died in the air-raid shelter."
Everyone rushed to see, even his nephews and nieces came. "Come and see, come and see!"
Don't let Xiao Si'er's lisp fool you; he speaks very quickly and uses gestures to make his point.
"Little Si'er, who saw him die in the air-raid shelter?"
Zhang Changyao couldn't understand how anyone could have discovered that dark air-raid shelter.
"Zhang Changguang's wife and Guan Shu were having an affair, and I saw it."
The two men were so frightened they ran out without even pulling up their pants.
Little Si, unaware of the relationship between Zhang Changyao and Zhang Changguang's wife, pulled up his pants and imitated them, laughing at them.
Zhang Changyao drove a donkey cart to the air-raid shelter to watch the excitement.
It was also to find out what happened to Sui Yumi and Guan Shu later.
The entrance to the air-raid shelter is under a large tree on the west side of the village, extending for dozens of meters.
When Zhang Changyao and his friends were young, they often went exploring with horseshoe lanterns.
They slept on the earthen kang (heated brick bed) inside and didn't come out until dark.
"Hey! Do you think Guan Shu's wife will find out this time?"
"Running around the village without pants and you wouldn't even notice? You'd have to be an idiot."
"You mean this corn looks like it, but it doesn't really look like it normally."
"What? Do you have to write 'I'm a kept woman' on your body just because you're a kept woman?"
"What were you thinking, Sui Yumi? Guan Shu, that guy, is disgusting."
"Fifth Sister-in-law, you know Guan Shu is disgusting, you're not so simple-minded after all?"
"Ha ha ha ha……"
The women gathered together, chattering amongst themselves about Sui Yumi and Guan Shu's romantic affairs.
The bursts of laughter indicated that everyone already knew about it.
"Whoever dares to go in, carry my uncle's body out, and bury it properly, I'll give them a hundred dollars."
A neatly dressed young man, holding crumpled paper tickets, was shouting in the crowd.
"I don't even know how many days Qi San has been dead, so let's not go in."
"One hundred dollars! Let's risk it and give it a try. It's just a dead person, right?" Sun Liudi and Li Mintou discussed in hushed tones.
"In the land of the dead, the number of days of death is numerous; wouldn't you be left with handfuls of rotten flesh?"
Li was about to walk forward when he stopped and asked Sun Liudi.
"Damn, if that's the case, I don't dare go in either."
Earning a hundred dollars and then being scared to death, isn't that worthless?
Sun Liudi pulled Li Mentou back to the outer perimeter, not daring to make any more arrangements to go in.
"Changyao, how about we go in for a hundred yuan, it'll be just the two of us?"
Zhai Qingming could no longer contain himself and, sitting on the donkey cart, urged Zhang Changyao to do the same.
"I dare not. I just escaped death and don't want to go back."
Zhang Changyao's mind went blank; he didn't want to go in and try.
"Hey! You two take me with you, the three of us will go down."
What's the big deal about a dead person? Like a dead cat or a rotten dog, just drag them out, dig a hole, bury them, and the money's in your pocket.
Wang Ga, who had been planning this for a while, saw Zhai Qingming looking for Zhang Changyao and came over wanting to team up with him.
"Wang Ga, get out of here, you're everywhere."
You little rascal, you're smarter than a ghost, who would dare go down with you?
Zhai Qingming was still holding a grudge against Wang Ga, and glared at him sideways.
"Zhai Qingming, don't talk nonsense. Did I dig up your ancestral grave? You always look down on me."
I just asked you if you wanted to earn this money. If you did, let's give it a try.
"With more people to bolster our courage, we can finally make this money."
Wang Ga punched Zhai Qingming in the shoulder, his words harsh, but he wore a smile that tried to avoid offending anyone.
"Then... those three people, wouldn't that mean each person would have to pay thirty-odd yuan?" Zhai Qingming counted on his fingers, still doing the math.
"Qingming, Brother Ga Zi, I'm not going down. You two go in. It's still fifty yuan each."
Zhang Changyao was still shaken and, after thinking about it, still didn't have the courage.
"Changyao, you can't not go. Zhai Qingming hates me, and I'm afraid he'll do something behind my back."
"Wang Ga, you're right, you dare to cheat and shirk your responsibilities."
"I'll smash you to death in the hole with a shovel." Zhai Qingming retorted to Wang Ga without any politeness.
"Brother Ga Zi, Qing Ming, you can let me go in with you."
But I won't do anything; I'll just keep you two company.
We'll split the cost 31 for 31 each, so nobody feels cheated.
Zhang Changyao couldn't resist the temptation and agreed.
"One hundred and fifty yuan. Whoever dares to go in, I'll give him one hundred and fifty yuan."
Seeing that there was still no movement in the crowd, Qi San's nephew added another fifty yuan.
He wanted to resolve this thorny issue as soon as possible and get back to work.
"Let's go!" Wang Ga rushed over, raised his hand, and jumped up.
"Brother, you have to get the person out and bury them properly before I pay you."
Seeing Wang Ga's excitement, Qi San's nephew clutched the money in his hand with slight regret.
"Brother Ga Zi, let's not go. What if he runs away after we go in and get the dead man out?"
This kid doesn't trust us, and we don't trust him either; he's not from our village.
Qi San is lying in the cave. The police station is looking for him, but not us.
I've heard that if a direct relative dies and isn't buried, the descendants will be disturbed and will go to their house in the middle of the night to look for them.
Zhang Changyao threatened Qi San's nephew, and Qi San's nephew was indeed frightened and his face turned pale.
"Here you go, but you can't take the money and not do the job, can you?" Qi San's nephew hesitated.
"Damn! Dude, you're not giving me enough money."
"If you gave me a thousand or eight hundred yuan, I'd carry your uncle to my house."
Wang Ga stretched out his hand and hooked his finger, signaling Qi San's nephew to hurry up and give him the money.
Qi San's nephew had no choice but to compromise and hand the money over to Wang Ga.
Zhai Qingming's eyes lit up, and he grabbed Zhang Changyao's hand and placed it on Wang Ga's hand.
One hundred and fifty yuan landed in Zhang Changyao's palm. Zhang Changyao quickly withdrew his hand and put the money in his pocket.
"Zhai Qingming, you don't trust me?" Wang Ga rolled his eyes at Zhai Qingming.