Chapter 2 Conflicts
"Mu Qiao, I'll fucking kill you!"
Mu Qiao was born with a stick, and the next second he was directly angry, grabbed the wooden stick, and slashed it down with a hand knife, and the person fainted directly.
As soon as I heard the voice, I knew that it was the son of the district chief before, looking at the people under his feet, Mu Qiao kicked again, there are really people who give faces everywhere.
How instigated is the original owner? A person with such a weak chicken dares to run alone to find fault.
No, I have to teach this guy a lesson so that he doesn't dare to look for things again.
Mu Qiao blinked, calculated his heart, and went directly to find Mu Bai.
When Mu Qiao knocked on the door of his brother's room, the door next door opened, his brother Mu Bai came out, and Mu Qiao pulled the old brother out of the house.
Mu Bai looked at the district chief's son on the ground, a little surprised, and his face turned black in the next second.
"Are you sick? Why knock the district chief's son unconscious?
"I'm going to throw him in the corpse field, are you going or not?"
Mu Qiao didn't explain anything, and directly came to such a sentence, how can the son of the pit district chief be less than his "good brother".
Mu Bai didn't speak, turned around and walked to the house, and after a while came out with a flashlight.
Seeing Mu Bai come out, Mu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, it seemed that the plan had succeeded.
For Mu Qiao, who had not fully received the memory of the original owner, he didn't know where the corpse field was, and just now he just said that he didn't want to show his stuffing.
Early the next morning, before Mu Qiao went out, someone came to him, saying that the district chief had asked him to repair the generator.
The person who repaired the generator before lived in another district, and the distance was too far for them to bother to invite.
After coming here for a few days, his family had not used electricity, and Mu Qiao once again had a new understanding of the poverty level of the Mu family.
As a genius-level weapons researcher, repairing generators is really very easy.
Mu Qiaoxiu was happy to repair the generator, and suddenly he was kicked from behind, and his hands were almost on the iron sheet of the generator.
"I lean on, this kid is really kind, and he really dares to come!"
Mu Qiao didn't expect that the district chief's son would dare to appear in front of him, and this time he was smart and brought a helper.
"Hahahaha..."
Mu Qiao suddenly laughed, and when those people thought it was strange, he dragged the district chief's son close to the generator.
"Was it cool to pile up the corpse field last night? Did bugs crawl in your ears? Believe it or not, I'm tucking you into the generator this time, and when the time comes, turn on the switch... Ha ha...... Crackle and you'll be scum.
"You... Don't you dare! The
district chief's son remembered the scene of a large number of insects crawling on him last night, worried that Mu Qiao would really stuff himself into the generator, and he couldn't hold Mu Qiao's thoughts in his heart, but his mouth was still very arrogant.
The people around also heard about last night's incident, and in the end, Mu Bai sent the people back to the district chief's house.
I didn't expect that Mu Qiao, who was usually weak and incompetent in front of them, would have the courage to resist.
Although they didn't quite believe that Mu Qiao really dared to do that, just in case, they were afraid that he would really do it on an impulse.
"I don't have a hobby of killing people, I'll spare you this time, next time... Hehe.
As soon as
Mu Qiao let go, the group of people helped the district chief's baby son and ran quickly.
In fact, studying heavy weapons to deal with zombies is Mu Qiao's job, dissecting zombies and studying serum are just Mu Qiao's personal hobbies and pastimes.
If the district chief's son comes to provoke himself again, he doesn't mind treating him as a guinea pig.
After Mu Qiao repaired the generator and prepared to go to the garbage dump to find some treasures, he heard Mu's mother say that the field will be watered in a few days, and Mu Qiao wants to use these equipment to assemble a water truck.
When Mu Qiao walked to the garbage dump, there were other people in the huge garbage dump picking up scrapped equipment, and when he glanced at those people looking at him inexplicably, Mu Qiao went directly to the small world he was looking for before as if he didn't see it.
Mu Qiao, who entered the garbage dump, was like a fish in water, swimming freely in his own world.
For the next day, Mu Qiao was busy choosing equipment that could be used, and did not go home for lunch.
Mu Qiao wanted to find a stone that could be used as a hammer, and as soon as he stood up, his eyes were dark, and he knelt down directly.
"Shhh-"
Mu Qiao was defenseless for a while, and knelt directly on a pile of scrap iron, smashing until his knees were sore.
Mu Qiao shook his head and held his hands on the ground for a long time before his vision became clearer.
Mu Qiao rolled over and sat on the ground, looking at the small piece of iron tied in the palm of his hand, and directly pulled it out neatly, his face was expressionless as if he was unconscious, allowing blood to flow out of the wound and drip on the ground and seep into the soil.
This body is also too weak, and its eyes are black without lunch.
Standing up, Mu Qiao found the stone in his hand and went back to work, the "bang" sound continued, and several pieces of iron were assembled together by violent means.
It just so happens that there is a scrapped tractor-style machine, the appearance looks okay, and the equipment inside has no possibility of salvage.
The most important thing in the garbage dump is all kinds of equipment parts, and Mu Qiao disassembled several machine parts to assemble a water truck.
The last step is to install the soul of the machine, the engine, Mu Qiao does not plan to use the fuel engine in this place, and is ready to use solar energy as power to drive this water truck.
Mu Qiao went to get the engine he had made before, and when he came back, he saw a group of people gathered around his machine.
The group saw Mu Qiao come back and make way for a road, standing aside and talking, Mu Qiao ignored them to install the engine directly and put the solar panels on the roof of the car.
"Mu Qiao, what are you doing? Why is there still a circle with a tin sheet, and there is something weeding in front? I know every day to research something useless, and I don't know how to help my family share some of the work in the field.
One of the elderly uncles, squinting his green bean eyes, touched his beard and accused Mu Qiao with a righteous face.
If it weren't for the greedy gaze that glued to the machine that exposed him, Mu Qiao might have really believed that this old guy was thinking about himself.
"Yes, Mu Qiao, you don't want to be smashed by your brother when you take this thing back, uncle do a good thing today, you give this machine to our brother, we will help you keep it."
The other uncle also spoke, and even touched the machine directly.
As soon as these words were spoken, there was a wave of echoing and agreeing voices.
I...... Mu Qiao couldn't help but applaud their thick desire to compare with Tianqi's face.
It turned out that the machine made by the original owner was either smashed by Mu Bai or snatched away by others, Mu Qiao thought that the original owner liked to fiddle with machine parts, and the family should not be so poor and white.
Mu Qiao was too lazy to take care of them, pretending to exclaim.
"Uncles, your faces are so big, I can't see the edge."
Then he went straight up and sat in the driver's seat, started the machine, and roared outside.
"Hurry up Jean, I don't care if I am crushed to death by this machine."
Mu Qiao brazenly drove the car to his home, causing countless inhalations and exclamations along the way.
After listening to the comments that praised him all the way, Mu Qiao finally had some pride in being a high-IQ technician, parked the car in front of his house and entered the house, leaving aside the group of people gathered around his door.
Mu Ma was not at home, and when she was picking up wild vegetables at the entrance of the forest, she was directly pulled home by the person who found her, and listened to the admiration of others for her youngest son and congratulations to herself along the way, Mu Mama was a little cloudy.
When she arrived at the door and saw the behemoth in front of her, Mu's mother couldn't help but take a breath, unable to believe that it was made by her young son.
I always knew that the youngest son liked these scrap copper and rotten iron, who knew that he could make such a big thing.
Mu's mother looked at the people gathered around her door, these people all had smiles on their faces, saying that they were really blessed, how could they see that they were gloating when their husband died and their son was bullied by the district chief.
Thinking of this, Mu Ma felt that her heart floating in the air was like deflated, and there was no trace of joy.
"Mu Qiao, this kid knows to fiddle with these things all day, let's disperse, I'll talk about him when I go back, and I don't know how to help the family." It's all scattered, it's scattered. Mu
Ma counted Mu Qiao while getting rid of the people who were watching the bustle at the door, and then entered the house.
Mu Qiao originally thought that Mu Mama would praise herself like before, but this was not the case.
Mu Ma sat in the living room and looked at herself quietly, sighing from time to time, Mu Qiao returned to the room to lie down, Mu Ma also followed into the house and sighed.
Mu Qiao looked at Mu Ma's series of operations, his hair stood upright, and he couldn't help but run outside the house and wanted to be quiet.
Anyway, the water truck has already been made, and then it is waiting for watering.
Mu Qiao sat in the driver's seat, wanted to take a closer look at the car, touched and checked, and touched a hot mass in the storage box where the sundries were going to be placed.
Mu Qiao took it out and saw that it was the lump of things that he picked up and threw away in the garbage dump before, but he didn't expect that this little thing was dying before, and now it is not dead.
This little thing looks like a puppy, its body still has slight ups and downs, it is not dead, it is fluttering, and it is thin only bones.
The little thing is stained with dirt, but it can also be seen that its whole body is snow-white without variegation, its petite figure is not as big as its own palm, its two small ears are delicate and small, its tail is small, and it has four small short legs.
If paired with a pair of big dripping eyes, it should be very cute.
Mu Qiao's hand ran down the little thing's hair, trying to find the cause of its coma.
I turned the little thing over to check the front, but Mu Qiao's hand accidentally sank into a soft place, thinking it was a wound but found that there was a small pocket on the stomach of the little thing?!
Kangaroos don't look like this, is it a new breed of canines and kangaroos hybridized after a long period of development?
I used to live in the forest, but I accidentally ran out?
Or is it an alien species?
Mu Qiao is not interested in hairy things, does not want to raise them, and does not want to eat this thing of unknown origin.
But in this place where food is scarce, he threw small things again, and if he was picked up and eaten by others, he seemed a little cold-blooded, although Mu Qiao did not deny that this word was very suitable for him.
Meeting is fate, since you picked up this little thing twice, let's raise it first.
Thinking clearly where the little thing went, Mu Qiao threw it into the storage compartment again and continued to check the rest of the car.
In the evening, Mu Bai went home with a gloomy face, saw the broken copper and iron in front of the house, and was even more angry when he thought of what the people around him said to him today, and directly rushed into the house and dragged Mu Qiao to the yard and threw him on the ground.
"Mu Qiao, if you can't control your hands, believe it or not, I will help you chop them up!"
Mu Qiao was thrown to the ground for several seconds before reacting, Mu Qiao was simply speechless to Mu Bai, neurotic, completely unable to understand how Mu Bai's brain grows, so different and strange.
"Mubai, don't think that if you are my brother, I dare not hit you. Do you have a brain disease? If you don't want to help the family take a little out of the pressure, you think I want to do this thing? Mu
Qiao couldn't help his temper, and today he vowed to have a good discussion with Mu Bai.
Be kind as a donkey liver lung, you already know this, it is better to think about how to grow things.
The smell of □□ between the two people you push me is getting bigger and bigger, and I don't know who moved first, and the two sides beat each other fiercely and beat each other to death.
"Oops! You're going to be angry with me, aren't you? Give me stops, stops!
"Mubai, how did you become a brother? Hurry up and stop!
"God, what kind of sin I made on you two bastards..."
Mu Mama heard the voice and ran out and saw that her two sons were fighting, and hurriedly ran over, blocking people and not knowing how to start, so she could only watch the brothers and not let anyone fight in front of her.
In the end, it was Mu Qiao's friends who came to Mu Qiao, and worked together to pull people apart.
Mu Qiao and Mu Bai both hung up the color, Mu Qiao was very serious, after all, Mu Bai's height strength was there.
However, Mu Qiao did not suffer losses, and every punch did not release water, and he slammed Mu Bai's body fiercely.
"I'll smash your broken thing in a moment!" Mu Bai did not forget to play ruthlessly when he was stopped.
"I see who dares! If you dare to touch my stuff, I will kill you!"
Mu Qiao was so angry that he rushed up to make up for a few more feet, but was quickly pulled away.
Mu Qiao originally wanted to change his family's life, but he didn't expect to be dragged down by the strange relatives of the original owner before he showed his strength.
Don't say that you can show your talents well, it is a short break in parents all day long, and you are bored to death.
This matter was solved by Mu's mother, and soon the day of watering the field came, and there was a machine that had to be used, and it was no longer exhausting to water the ground like in previous years.