“What a pig!”

Niu Lang panicked a little, but the support of the villagers gave him the courage to face the white night and loudly said, "We Taoyuan Village does not have such rules!"

“Taoyuan Village?”The white night slightly raised eyebrows, the name, a little meaning.

"Yes, we don't have such rules in Taoyuan Village!You come to our village and follow the rules of our village!”

The cow said loudly, “Otherwise, get out of here!”

It seems to have been influenced by the bulls, and other villagers also shouted, which can be described as a group of enthusiasm for a while.

The old village chief shook his head helplessly, a look of "the child is too big to take care of".

“All right.”

The night said, "If you say no, then you don't."

Hearing the white night compromise concessions, Niu Lang suddenly went through Shutai, laughing eyes can not find.

“But now it is!”

Unexpectedly, the next second, the white night face changed, and I did not know where to pull out a machete.

It was on the cow’s neck.

The smile of the cow's face disappeared instantly, and his body was stiff.

“I ask you, is there such a rule now?”White night asked.

“You, what are you doing?”I told you, don't mess with me."The cow said stammeringly.

Take a look at the villagers next to you with the rescue light.

As a result, the group of people took a few steps back very decisively and distanced themselves from the bull.

The mayor of the village is no exception, and the pace is healthy, which does not match the appearance at all.

"Don't worry, I won't mess up."

White Night took back the machete and said, "The so-called parents' orders to media say, the elder brother is like a father, you want to marry my sister, you must go through my consent, you know?" 」

“I understand.”

The cowman regained his initial doveal, and nodded.

"Then I shall examine you, if you do, I promise to marry my sister."

White night said.

Niu Lang suddenly opened his eyes and smiled, did not expect the peak to turn around, and the dark flowers and a village!

“But if you can’t!”

White night waved a hand of the machete, issued a whistling sound, "I cut you!"

“The first question is, what is your job?”Without waiting for the bull to say anything more, he asked directly at night.

“Working?”The cow stood still for a moment, not quite understanding the meaning of the white night.

Or, a little understanding, but not sure.

White Night said, "What do you usually do, whether you cut wood, plant fields, or hunt, what do you rely on to support yourself?"

The cow couldn’t answer.

At this time, many people laughed and began to whisper.

Soon, White Nights got answers from their whispers.

"So you are a idler who does nothing, and you don't have the right work, and you lend it to others to cultivate the fields with the old cow at home."Do you ask for food from this person’s house every day, and that person’s house asks for food, even cutting beef for a living?”White night asked.

“I...” The cowboy didn’t know what to say.

"Well, I see, you're a wicked capitalist."White Night said, "Next question."

The Cowboys, is that over?

He is an idler.

Why did he suddenly become a bad capitalist?

I don’t know what that means, but it sounds great!

The old man was shaking again.

The result is even more tugging, and the little man's desire is too obvious.

“The second question...”

After the work, naturally ask the family ingredients, the house and the car.

The parents of the cattle have died, there is a "house", which is a family, "car"...

Don't say he, the whole village can't find a horse.

Everyone relies on the 11th bus for transportation.

Moreover, the people of a village, except the hunters, will not even leave the village half a step.

There will certainly be no “transportation” for horses.

However, the cow has an old cow, which once again acts as a "car" and barely pass through.

Then the night asked a bunch of messy questions.

“Last one, how much do you get for the dowry?”

The strict parents asked at night.

“...”

The cow was stuck, and his family really had nothing of value except the old cow.

Where does the dowry come from?

“Do I have a cow?”The cow asked tentatively.

"A cow, not a cow."White Night paused for a while, "Take me to see the cow, if I am satisfied, I will marry your sister!"And the gift!”

“The gift?”

The cow was so happy that he couldn’t find the North.

I want to scream “My brother.”

White night obscurantly lost a "reassured" look towards the weaver girl, indicating that the cow and the company led the way to see the dowry.

The old village chief and the villagers saw that things were moving in a successful direction, and they also dispersed in two or three places.

Come to the cattle's house, idle man's house, naturally to the surrounding houses broken a lot.

You can only barely cover the wind from the rain.

Outside the house, there was an old cow.

Looks like skinny.

"It's just an ordinary cow."

The white night approached the old cow and looked at it carefully.

There was nothing special about it, but it felt that the cow was starving to death.

There are still some concaves in it, there is no good place to grow, there are many, probably the place where the meat is cut.

Cows are hard.

“Hey, can you talk?”White night shoots old cows like old scalpers.

The old cow raised its turbid bull’s eye, looked at the white night, and bowed its head again.

“Hmm.”

White Night touched his chin and said, “I don’t think so!”You can't marry my sister!"

The cow said, “Well, it’s a dowry, can I marry your sister?”You lied to me?”

The sound was loud, and there was a feeling of tremor.

The weaver behind the white night could not help but cover her ears.

The face is frightened.

"It's funny, it's not easy."

White night in the heart of the dark, the surface of the silent, "I think carefully, your class is different."

“Is there a difference in class?”The Cowboys don’t understand it at all.

In short, you rely on the old scalpers, as capital, and the bourgeoisie, which holds the instruments of production.And my sister is a proletarian with nothing."

"The class of the two of you is in essence contradictory and contradictory."

“Classes are different, how do we get together?”

“So, I’m going to take my sister away!”

With that, the white night turned around and walked with the weaver girl, without dragging mud and water.

“Stop!”The cow took courage and shouted.

“What else?”White night asked.

“I saved her life!”The cow said loudly.

Salvation is not about being alone, isn’t it?

Thieves do not run away, idlers never lose!

“You took my sister’s clothes.”White night said.

"I didn't take it, I accidentally burned it."The cow said.

White Night thought about it, suddenly threw the knife in his hand and smashed it in front of the cow and said, "If so, then I will take this knife as a reward, little seven, let's go."

The weaver followed behind the white night and said in surprise, “Can I go home now?”

“Not necessarily.”

The white night smiled, "walking first, it should not be so simple."

“All right.”The weavers followed suit at night.

Did not come out the villagers to stop the two people, white night with the weaver girl, along the only path to the outside world, slowly walking.

After a few turns, the figure disappeared.

The cow has no wife, but he gets a machete.

He trembled again, waving everywhere.

Or did the old village chief appear and ask, “A cow, where is your wife?”

Let this guy calm down.

“Go away.”The cow said, "I don't think it's important to have a wife, it's enough to have this knife."

I don’t know if it’s self-comfort or telling the truth.

“It’s okay to go.”

The old village chief said, "That girl, crazy, always said what kind of fairy he was, although you were rescued by the cow, but it is estimated that it also drowned."

"Who knows, the clothes and the necklace are very good."The cow said, "Probably big family, but look at her brother's appearance, it may be a bandit's nest."

At this point, the cow has a heart.

Fortunately, he is a man with a bottom line, and he does not force the weaver girl.

Otherwise, the machete might be cutting off his head.

Walking in the white night of the trail, he suddenly stopped and turned around and looked at the weaver girl behind him and asked, “Little seven, can you show me your necklace?”

The woman suddenly took a cautious step back and squeezed her necklace and shook her head.

“Why don’t you agree?”

White Night asked, “We’re trading relationships now, and you know I’m not going to hurt you.”I'm just going to look at your collar."

"No."The girl still shook her head.

“Then tell me, why not?”

Stepping forward, the white night approached the weaver, and the tone suddenly grew cold and deep.

The weaver felt that at this moment, he was no longer a judge of good speech, but the high-sounding lord of the trading cabinet!