novelaction Chapter 23 Being a Happy Village Guardian (1)
Chapter 23 Being a Happy Village Guardian (1)
Sheshui Village.
Surrounded by mountains, with muddy mountain roads, and about twenty households.
Except for the village chief's family, who now lives in a brick house, everyone else lives in adobe houses.
The nearest town is a 30-mile mountain road away, a desolate place where the main mode of transportation is oxcart.
Su Dingding opened her eyes. She was lying on the earthen bed, and the complex, mixed stench from her breath was nauseating.
The dimly lit room was filthy, messy, and smelly; it was simply not a place fit for human habitation.
Two goats bleated in her ear, making Su Dingding feel a little dazed. Was she in a sheep pen?
He struggled to sit up, scratched his frizzy hair, his head ached a little, and his skin felt tight and uncomfortable. He reached out and picked at it, and a scab came off.
"That fool is lucky to have survived, he actually woke up?" An old man with dark skin, wearing only shorts, walked in carrying a bowl.
Su Dingding gradually adjusted to the light in the room and saw that the old man's dark thumbnail was stuck into the bowl.
The bowl was covered in grime and had several chips. It was filled with some kind of dark, murky liquid that smelled strange and was steaming.
"Two sheep, one bowl isn't enough, is it?" Su Dingding asked, wrinkling his nose.
The old man glanced at Su Dingding, glared at her irritably, sat down on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed), took a sip of the vegetable porridge in his bowl, and said, "Such good food, feeding it to sheep, you're a fool."
"If you're not stupid, why would you eat pig slop?" Su Dingding curled her lip in disdain. "No! Even pigs wouldn't eat that stuff you drink!"
"Hey, you silly Zhuzi, haven't I hit you these past two days?" The old man glared at her angrily.
"Who do you think you are, daring to hit me?" Su Dingding jumped up from the kang (a heated brick bed) and kicked the bowl out of the old man's hand.
The old man cursed and swore as he was burned, then grabbed a whip and was about to lash out at the man, yelling, "You useless little beast, I'll beat you to death!"
Su Dingding snatched the whip, veins bulging on his arm, exuding murderous intent, and lashed out without hesitation.
No need to ask, this is just bad guys getting old, and every lash they receive is well-deserved!
"Ouch, you silly Zhuzi, are you crazy? How dare you hit me..." The old man rolled around on the ground, cursing foul language.
Soon, he stopped moving and passed out.
Su Dingding then threw down the whip in his hand and let out a cold snort.
Two pregnant female goats watching the commotion nearby trembled with fear; if they hadn't been holding on tightly, they would have scared their lambs out.
"Host, let's receive the original owner's memories first," Gangzi said, seizing the opportunity.
The original owner, Wang Sanzhu, was twenty-seven years old this year.
His father, Wang Facai, was still a bachelor when he was thirty-six years old.
That year, he found an abandoned baby in the mountains. When he opened the swaddling clothes, he found that the baby was a boy. He happily took him home, thinking that he would have someone to rely on when he got old.
His family was poor, and he managed to raise his child on rice porridge and a little goat milk.
When Wang Sanzhu was six years old, he fell seriously ill and suffered brain damage from the fever, turning the once healthy child into a mentally challenged person.
From then on, Wang Facai felt that God was unfair to him. He drank heavily all day long, made his mentally challenged son do all the housework, and would beat him to vent his anger.
Wang Sanzhu never went to school. He worked in the fields every day, herding sheep and cutting grass. His thin body supported the whole family.
The villagers all liked to bully him, especially the children his age. They not only beat and scolded him, but also urinated on him, threw stones at him, tricked him into eating raw potatoes and persimmons, took away his sheep, and led him to the mountains so that he would get lost and unable to return home.
They even set dogs on him, and two of his fingers were swallowed by the dogs.
Wang Facai cursed him all day long as a useless fool. If it weren't for Wang Sanzhu being able to work and being obedient, he would have kicked him out long ago. He wasn't even his own son, so why should he support someone who does nothing?
Wang Sanzhu was lucky; he finally grew up after all the hardships. He had a good temper and never complained when others bullied him. He just smiled foolishly all day long.
He glanced at the village chief's son Zhao Degang's wedding out of curiosity, and almost got beaten to death by Zhao Degang. He was unconscious for two days before waking up.
Later, someone falsely accused him of peeping at his wife while she was bathing, driving her to the brink of suicide. Not only was he severely beaten by the man, but he also forcibly took away two of his lambs as compensation.
Wang Facai wouldn't dare utter a sound in front of outsiders, but when no one was around, he would raise a cleaver and chop up Wang Sanzhu.
As a result, he suffered a heart attack because he was too heartbroken for the sheep and died on the spot.
After his death, Wang Sanzhu's life became even more difficult.
The village chief seized all the land and sheep, leaving him only an empty shell of a mud-brick house.
Later, someone wanted to develop ecotourism and occupy land in their village. In order to get more compensation, the village chief set his sights on Wang Sanzhu.
Their family was poor, but their yard was large and could be sold for a lot of money.
So the village chief specially bought some pig's head meat, mixed it with medicine, and gave it to Wang Sanzhu to eat.
Before he left, I gave him a good meal; that would be the least I could do for this fool.
That night, the village chief and his son threw Wang Sanzhu into the river. He was a helpless and mentally challenged man; once he died, no one cared.
The villagers have all moved into apartment buildings and are living a good life, following the village chief's lead. Who still remembers him?
[Host, the original owner's demand was to make everyone who bullied him pay the price!]
Su Dingding frowned. So she's a fool now, which really fits... her persona.
He played himself perfectly, without any pretense!
This current point in time is precisely after the original owner glanced at Zhao Degang's newlywed wife and was beaten unconscious for two days.
In his memory, almost the entire village was full of villains, and Su Dingding couldn't help but smile.
The secluded village, far from the reach of the emperor, was simply paradise on earth!
But for now, I'd better go take a bath in the river; it's too dirty and smelly to bear.
Especially hair, everyone says that having a lot of lice doesn't make you itch, that's a complete lie!
The glaring sunlight beat down on my skin, making it feel scorching.
Su Dingding walked to the riverbank and saw several young men from the village diving into the river shirtless.
One of them was Zhao Degang, the village chief's son!
Their clothes were left under a willow tree on the bank. Su Dingding chuckled to himself, grabbed their clothes, and jumped into the river.
With a release of his hands, the clothes floated downstream, drifting further and further away.
Hearing the voice, Zhao Degang looked over and saw that it was Wang Sanzhu, which immediately filled him with disgust.
"You silly Zhuzi, you're not dead yet!"
"Damn it, you idiot, who told you to go down into the river? You've made the water all dirty!"
Several young men swam up to Su Dingding, cursing and swearing, their knuckles cracking as they pressed against him.
"Big idiot, second idiot, third idiot, how dare you talk to your grandpa like that!" Su Dingding said arrogantly, hands on his hips.
Zhao Degang was already fierce-looking, and in his rage, his eyes became even more terrifying. "You stupid idiot, who gave you the guts? You're asking for trouble again, aren't you? You two, hold him down. Today, I'm going to make him crawl between my legs!"
Upon receiving the order, Er Dongzi and Da Cheng splashed around and rushed forward.
Su Dingding casually grabbed one person's hair and slammed their heads together.
Then they let go and both of them fell into the river, choking on several mouthfuls of water.
"Hahaha, Grandpa just peed. How did it taste? Was it delicious?" Su Dingding laughed wildly.