RPAGF Chapter 226 Drawing a Dragon to Pray for Rain
Chapter 226 Drawing a Dragon to Pray for Rain
After Gu Ermiao thanked the head of the village joyfully, he helped Gou to get up, but after trying several times, the person on the ground still did not move at all.
Seeing Gou wink at him quietly, Gu Ermiao instantly understood her intention. Just as he was about to turn around and ask the village head for help, a hand suddenly stretched out from the side.
"Good nephew, I'll help you."
The village head thought it would be easy to help the beggar who had been hungry for a long time, not to mention that she was a woman. However, he did not expect that the beggar, who was lying in such a small ball, would be so tall and strong when she stood up, even a head taller than him.
The three of them formed a mountain shape, which could have evenly shared Gou's weight, but for some reason, she always leaned towards him, almost putting all her weight on him.
After only going down a few steps, the village head heard a cracking sound in his waist and almost broke.
"hiss……"
Hearing the man gasping, Gu Ermiao almost laughed out loud.
As a result, he accidentally pulled the wound on the corner of his mouth, and the pain made him grimace and wail.
Of course he knew that this was his aunt's silent revenge on the other party. He thought that his aunt was really amazing. She was so calm and made it impossible for the other party to find fault with her.
The head of the village was really miserable and was thinking of finding an excuse to be lazy, but he didn't expect Gu Ermiao to start flattering him again.
"Mr. Lizheng, you are as strong as an ox, even stronger than a young man! If it weren't for you, my mother and I really don't know what we would do."
Hearing Gu Ermiao's praise, the village head suddenly felt that he had endless strength in his body. He lifted Gou's arm that was on his shoulder and continued to go down the stairs with a grunt.
Just when the three of them were halfway down, they ran into a paralytic who was struggling to support his body with his hands and climbing up extremely slowly.
The beggar's hair was greasy and piled up in a ball, and his clothes had no original color to speak of; he was shoeless, and the soles of his feet were black. From a distance, one could smell the indescribable disgusting odor coming from him.
Gu Ermiao felt a little ashamed of himself for a moment.
Compared to them, the person in front of them looked like a real beggar.
The beggar raised his head when he heard the sound, and when he saw the headman, he smiled and greeted him, revealing a mouth full of sparse, few yellow teeth.
"Hey, isn't this Brother Song Yang, the village head? Why are you so late leaving the ancestral hall today? I rarely see you in the past."
The village head glanced at him with disgust, said nothing and did not respond.
The beggar didn't take it seriously and muttered, "Brother Song Yang, haven't you been busy praying for rain recently? Is this child the one you're looking for to pray for rain?"
Gu Ermiao was sensitive enough to notice that when the village head heard the beggar ask this, his expression immediately turned cold, his eyes as big as green beans narrowed slightly, and murderous intent filled his eyes.
But this question left him baffled.
Pray for rain, what does that mean?
If only my eldest brother or mother were here, they would definitely know everything.
Unlike me, I am confused and have no idea what is going on.
No, he couldn't give up on himself like this. Just like his mother told him, taking one step at a time was a hundred times better than standing there in a daze.
Seeing the beggar still talking nonsense, Song Yang interrupted him impatiently, "Go away, what are you talking about? I think you've been gambling too much, and your eyesight is not working well. Open your dog eyes and take a good look. These are two beggars!"
"Okay, okay, beggar," the beggar tutted twice, and after his malicious eyes wandered over Gu Ermiao's 'mother and son' for a few times, he smiled and said:
"Young man, there is a dilapidated temple to the west of the village. If our kind-hearted village head doesn't take you in at night, remember to come find me."
The village head became more and more angry: "Get out!"
After the beggar crawled into the ancestral hall, Song Yang said with disdain, "Tsk, Song Dazhi, that gambler, lost his house, wife, and daughter, but he still refuses to change. He had no money to pay the dealer, so he simply had his legs broken. Now he can only live in a dilapidated temple and steal tributes. He really doesn't fear retribution."
Gu Ermiao's heart skipped a beat.
This beggar is actually Song Dazhi?
They had imagined thousands of possibilities before, but they never thought that Song Dazhi would be this kind of person.
It is said that gambling is a man-eating tiger. Once addicted to casinos, people become like accomplices of the devil, with no sense of shame and no self-respect.
It seems understandable that such a person would send his daughter to the Jia Mansion?
Gu Ermiao looked back at Song Dazhi, who was struggling to stand up and reach for the things on the table, and decided to give it a try first.
After a little thought, he found the entry point.
"Mr. Village Head, we won't be like the beggars just now, with no one to care about us, right?"
Song Yang snorted and laughed twice: "He deserves it. If you are as addicted to gambling as he is, then get out as soon as possible."
Gu Ermiao waved his hands hurriedly: "No, no, I just want to have something to eat with my mother. Don't worry, I'm hardworking and can do anything. I'm just a little scared. I heard on the way here that everyone in Songjiazhai has enough food and warm clothes, so I thought of coming to you for refuge, but I didn't expect you had beggars here too."
Song Yang laughed out loud, relaxed his shoulders, cleared his throat and said, "There are always unexpected things. Song Dazhi's family was originally a good family, but unfortunately, fate played tricks on him. He... Oh, let's not talk about this anymore. My house is right in front of us. Let's go."