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A plate of spicy fried snails was quickly eaten up, and all four people were still unfinished. Li Xing and Qingyang encouraged Wang Bo to go to the neighbors' home to continue.
Wang Bora didn't look down: "Well, well, there are such dishes, eat first, and tomorrow we will go to touch the snails themselves, I will come to cook for you, I am very good at this."
"Trusted your evil." That Qingyang said, "I have to believe and speak."
Although Wang Bo’s hometown is not a water country, it’s also a lot of ponds. There are a lot of snails here, not a rarity.
Early in the morning, after they got up, he went to find a few plastic buckets and took them to the snails.
When passing through the mouth of the village, the smoke was burning and a stove was burning.
Wang Bo probe looked inside and shouted: "Uncle bean, steamed steamed bread?"
A man with a white apron and a cigarette screaming slowly said: "Know it, leave a drawer for you."
Wang Bohaha smiled and said: "I still know me."
The staple food in their hometown is mainly rice, but Wang Bo used to eat steamed buns when he was at school, and later developed the habit of eating steamed buns.
This year, it is much more troublesome to cook steamed bread than steamed rice. Boao and Bom are too lazy to do it. Very few people in the village will do hoes.
The village of Murakami has a steaming stove. Occasionally, it will steam a few trays of steamed buns and eat and sell some of them. The freshly baked steamed buns are soft and fragrant. Wang Bo likes it most.
When he arrived at the pond, he went down and looked at it. The water was black and smelly. Some washing powder bags and pesticide bottles were thrown around.
Seeing this, he shook his head and said: "Forget it, go to the reservoir. The snails in the pond can't be eaten."
Qingyang worried and asked: "If the reservoir can't eat it?"
Wang Bodao: "Then you bought the ghost last night?"
Li Xingdao: "When it comes to ghosts, how many ghost stories are there about water?"
In the early morning, the sun rises and the smoke on the reservoir is soaring. Even in summer, the wind is still cool.
Then Qingyang licked his clothes and smiled and said: "Where, two masters, is this a ghost story really good?"
Wang Bodao: "Hey, there are so many ghost stories about water here. Let's take this reservoir. Let me remember that I was going to elementary school, and there is a story that is very extensive."
"That is to say, there is a young man with a surname..."
"Roll yours, still surname, full man? You also have eight flag brothers here?" That Qingyang anger and ruin, "Pharaoh, you are really not a thing, you deliberately scare me?"
Wang Bo made a helpless look and opened his hand. He said, "I can't help it. The story is just like this. Anyway, he will be the surname. I remember it."
Li Xing pinched a hand on the neck of Qingyang and said, "Don't fight, Stars listen to the story."
"The guy named last name is a businessman, but he is lazy, lascivious, gambling, hey, I don't really say you, A, the story is like this." Wang Bo sees that Qingyang wants to hurry and explain.
"Get out of the way!""Continue to talk about Kazakhstan. Anyway, the guy is a businessman. You know, in rural areas, businessmen have to get up early to go to the market to do business. If the market is very far away, it will get very early."
"It is said that one morning, the guy with the surname started riding a bicycle to go to the market at one or two in the morning, and then when he passed the reservoir, he suddenly saw a scale floating in the reservoir!"
"You two live in the city. It is important to know that the scales are important to our rural businessmen. At that time, they were produced by hand, and the scale production was limited and the value was great."
"After seeing this scale, the young man was excited. He quickly stopped the car and went to the reservoir to pick it up."
"But the scale is floating in the water. It floated to the shore. When the young man arrived at the shore, the scale floated a meter."
"The water on the shore is not deep, and the guy pulls up his trousers and goes down to the water, but he goes to the water, and the scale floats one meter into the water..."
"I, lying!" Qingyang exclaimed.
Li Xingbai glanced at him and said: "How are you so small? How are you afraid of this big day of ****? We still have so many people!"
Then Qingyang grabbed him with his left hand and pointed his finger at the back of the reservoir: "No, no, there was a child, the child in red clothes was running here, but suddenly disappeared!"
Wang Bodao: "Well, you are a ghost, right?"
Qingyang hurriedly shouted: "I lied to you, I am a dog! Really, I really saw a child in a red dress running, running and running and disappearing!"
Li Xing looked at him in confusion: "Wo, A brother, are you here?"
"How do I say that you believe?" Qingyang called. "I swear, you just don't believe me?"
Eva said: "We should go up and see, I seem to have noticed a red shadow."
Wang Bo looked around, the sky was still early, there was no one around the reservoir, so the atmosphere was a little weird.
They walked up the stairs from the edge of the reservoir. There were wasteland and a small road above the reservoir. There were a lot of garbage piled up in several places. This is the place where the surrounding towns and towns deal with garbage.
The Qingyang walked quickly, then slowed down, and asked with a look of horror: "Have you heard it, there seems to be a crying and mourning voice?"
Wang Bo was amazed, but he noticed that the fat cat brothers were looking at the northwest with their ears up.
"Some people say that cats can see things that people can't see." Qingyang said.
Li Xing spoke up: "Do you make him, let's have three big men, and you are a virgin, even if you are really a ghost, look for us at this time?"
Wang Bo thought of one thing, but also showed a terrified expression: "Malle Gobi, not a ghost, look for it, is there a machine that has a horse?"
He put down the fat cat brother, the two brothers ran forward in a light and swift pace, Wang Bo and others chased it up, and then saw a dry hole beside a garbage dump.
That Qingyang also reacted: "The trough, the child just fell into the well?"
Hearing his voice, the child screamed in the well: "Help save lives, save me!"There is still a sound, Wang Bo took out the mobile phone and turned it to the light, and cried: "Don't be afraid of the children, tell the uncle how to do it?"
This well is not deep, and it looks like five or six meters from the water surface to the wellhead.
However, the wellhead is very narrow, straight up and down the walls are smooth, only some moss, with the phone light down, barely can see that there is a child in the water.
Wang Bo took off his clothes and prepared to jump. Eva stopped him. "The well is too small. You jumped and said that you won't get stuck. Even if you can't get stuck, you might get the child."
Then Qingyang called the police and Li Xing ran to the village near the reservoir. At this time, a rope was needed. As long as there is a rope, the child can be pulled up.
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