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Chapter 91

It was just a small piece of cabbage. After frying, the portion was not big enough. Fang Zichen put in three full ladles of water, filling the pot.

He stirred it with a spatula and fished it out. When the spatula came up, it was full of water.

There is too much water and not enough vegetables, as if there is a famine. This pot of vegetables carries the hope of the whole village.

When the water boiled, he thought about it, scooped some into the bowl, and tasted it, but he still died.

I had no choice but to scoop out a few more bowls of water and add two ladles of clear water into them.

After cooking it again and again, the taste was finally just right.

Chop the lean meat Zhao Geer thinly, add it in, and just boil the water once.

After a lot of fussing, the dish was barely out of the pot and on the table.

Brother Zhao said that before, and Fang Zichen looked at him with a rather complaining look, so he had no nerve to leave.

The cabbage is not resistant to cooking. It looks like it still has a shape and is not cooked into a paste, but when I pick it up with chopsticks, I can't pick it out. It's too soft.

It's broken in one pinch.

And it's soft and doesn't taste very good.

The little boy is not very good at using chopsticks. He would lie on the table for a long time, but he couldn't take a bite.

Brother Zhao scooped a ladle of soup for him and gave him a few pieces of lean meat. He held the bowl and ate deliciously.

"Thank you, daddy."

Fang Zichen saw that he was very satisfied with his meal, and the expression on his face was filled with happiness, which gave him a little comfort.

Finally, the hard work was not in vain, and there were still people who cheered me up.

He's a great guy and has good taste.

The more superb the craftsmanship, the harder it is for ordinary people to appreciate it.

But Brother Zhao understands that what Guaizi ate the most in the past was wild vegetables, and he was not picky and was satisfied with whatever he ate. The reason why he cooked rice so quickly was not because tonight's dish was delicious.

Thinking of Fang Zichen's confused and stunned expression at that time, he couldn't help but laugh softly.

Brother Zhao...is laughing at him!

The chopsticks in Fang Zichen's hand were about to break, and he ground his back molars in embarrassment.

The feet under the dining table were restless and stepped on Brother Zhao's instep.

She looked at him accusingly.

Brother Zhao pursed his lips, tilted his head without sincerity, and said, "I'm sorry."

Facing his smiling, sparkling eyes, Fang Zichen was so angry that his whole body shook, and he couldn't help but whisper: "That's enough. Oh! Keep laughing, can't you give me some face?"

Before Brother Zhao could say anything, he first made excuses for his failure.

"As the saying goes, people make mistakes and horses make mistakes. Although I am handsome and capable, in the end, I am just an ordinary person. Moreover, failure is success. I will definitely do well next time.

Brother Zhao smiled and agreed with him: "Yes, yes, I believe you can do it next time." Having

said that, he made up his mind not to let Fang Zichen cook anymore.

Refined salt is controlled by the government and is very expensive. Salt stone is a kind of coarse salt. However, this kind of salt has a bitter taste when used for cooking, so it is usually only bought by poor families.

Although Fang Zichen is still in the poor category at this time, he is picky and wants to eat well, and the salt he buys is refined salt.

What he did tonight was a waste of not only firewood, but also money.

The family can't stand what he does.

After eating, Brother Zhao washed the dishes and the pot, and then started to heat the bath water.

Fang Zichen and Guaizi were in the yard. After sitting there for a while, the two started playing.

Fang Zichen held the boy under his arms, hugged him, and spun around the yard at high speed.

"Invincible Rotating Hot Wheels~"

Brother Zhao came out to take a look, and Fang Zichen quickly spun out an afterimage.

He opened his mouth and was about to say something, but Fang Zichen stopped himself first.

He knelt down and let go of the boy. The boy seemed to be drunk, stumbling and swaying as he walked: "Ah~ Father..."

The boy felt dizzy, dizzy, and in his stomach. Overwhelmed: "Good boy... Good boy is dizzy~"

As soon as he finished speaking, he fell to the ground, vomited out with a crash.

Brother Zhao: "..."

I just had a full meal, how can I play like this?

I had said it several times before, but Fang Zichen obviously didn't remember it.

He wanted to scold Fang Zichen, but Fang Zichen also knew that he had made a mistake. Before he could say anything, he went over to help the good boy up, wiped his mouth again, and then sat aside with him in his arms.

The wooden stake was right next to him, but he refused to sit down. Instead, he sat on the cold steps, his slender limbs shrunk as much as possible, looking pitiful.

The little boy had his face pressed against his chest. He gently touched the boy's head. His face looked lonely and sad, like a helpless poor woman who had been ruthlessly abandoned by her husband. He was alone, sad and lonely, holding his thin little son who depended on each other for life.

Brother Zhao: "..."

Brother Zhao's accusing words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say anything.

He knew clearly that Fang Zichen was faking it, but knowing that he knew it, he still couldn't bear to lecture him.

He sighed, silently went into the kitchen, brought out some plant ash, and used it to deal with the boy's vomit.

Fang Zichen breathed a sigh of relief, and his tense nerves relaxed.

He kissed the boy and asked in a low voice: "Is it still uncomfortable?"

"It's not uncomfortable~" After the initial dizziness passed, the boy didn't feel anything at all. He laughed: "It's fun. "Father, my dear boy still wants to play."

Fang Zichen: "..."

Then you can go!

He managed to escape from danger with his amazing acting skills, and when he got tired of it, he would do it again.

A large pot of water won't heat up so quickly, and it's not too late, so Brother Zhao plans to go to Brother Zhou's house first.

"Are you going?" he asked.

Fang Zichen coughed and shook his head: "I'm not going."

How dare he stay with Brother Zhao now.

Brother Zhao said: "Then remember to watch the fire."

Fang Zichen didn't dare to be a monster at this moment, and said obediently: "Oh! I understand, you can go without worries."

...

Brother Zhou's house is busy now.

A group of people stood in the yard.

Old man Zhou looked at Brother Zhou and said sternly: "Ask me again, will you go back with me?"

Brother Zhou didn't say anything, just shook his head.

Aunt Liu looked at the Zhou family and she was almost furious.

She had never seen such a family, who came to her husband's house to force her brother to divorce.

Last time Brother Zhou's mother, Aunt Li, persuaded Brother Zhou to go back in the vegetable field. Aunt Liu didn't know what Brother Zhou was thinking, so she didn't dare to tell her. But Brother Zhou came to her that night and told her that he didn't want to go back. Let's go, we need to protect our family, our son, and our two elders.

Aunt Liu was relieved when she heard what he said.

First, the family really cannot live without him.

If Brother Zhou leaves, what will happen to Liuliu? She and her husband are already old. To put it bluntly, the soil has been buried up to their necks. They may not be able to get up after a nap. Liu Liu is still so young. How many years can the two old ones take care of him? The Liu family came here as refugees. They had no relatives in Xiaohe Village, and their only daughter had not moved around in these years. When the two old people closed their eyes, they would only have one grandchild left in the family. She just thought about it. , it was so uncomfortable.

What's more, Brother Zhou has been married to the Liu family for several years. They get along with each other every day and have feelings for each other. She regards Brother Zhou as her own brother and is not willing to let him go.

Since Brother Zhou personally said she would not leave, even if the Zhou family came, she would not let him go.

"Don't go back? What are you going to do if you don't go back?" Old man Zhou pointed at Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu and said, "You have to guard these two old things? Whose brother are you and who is your biological father? Do you still remember? "

When Aunt Liu heard this, she was so angry that her head became dizzy. Uncle Liu supported her, a little worried but also a little arrogant. The Zhou family was really arrogant.

They dared to come to the door so openly, because they didn't take the Liu family seriously.

What might be the solution?

This is how it is in the village. Every family is full of old, weak, sick and disabled people. If there are no young men, they will only be bullied.

Whichever family has more young men will have more weight in speaking in the village.

Uncle Liu is honest and honest, but also has a stupid mouth. He is nothing but a loser to Zhou's family.

"Why did you ask me to go back?" Brother Zhou's eyes were red: "I will go back and stay here without getting married, and you will be gossiped about, so you will be happy? You are my biological father, but you have my best interests at heart. Have you passed?"

He looked at the people in the courtyard one by one, his eldest brother, his second brother, his two good sisters-in-law, and finally, his eyes fell on his own mother who was standing behind everyone.

"I'm clearly living a good life now, but you guys want to force me." Brother Zhou said, "Do you really want me to go back together because you care about me?"

When asked in such an aggressive manner, Old Man Zhou looked at me Unconsciously dodge: "Of course I care about you. You are my biological brother. How can a parent not love their children."

Brother Zhou only thought that these words coming from his father's mouth were quite funny.

"I am a loser." He said very straightforwardly: "Dad, you have forgotten, I am a loser! I know why you are calling me back now and what your intentions are."

Little thoughts Being exposed so mercilessly and nakedly, Old Man Zhou's wrinkled face almost lost its expression.

Zhou Lao and Zhou Lao Er were silent and did not speak.

Old man Zhou: "You..."

Brother Zhou said: "I delivered food to Zuixiaolou, and you were jealous and wanted me to go back together. Then the money I earned will become yours. That's what you all think, right? When I wasn't married, I was just a cow and a horse for you. Now, you still miss me..."

"Second brother," Boss Zhou said with a gloomy face. Interrupting his words, he threatened: "Don't speak too harshly, leave a way out for yourself."

My brother and I are married. They want to have status in their husband's family and straighten their waists. Besides giving birth to a child, A promising son belongs to his mother's family.

Their natal family is their support and their future.

But Brother Zhou has always known that the Zhou family is not his retreat, and has never been his reliance.

There were some people outside the yard.

From the moment the Zhou family and a group of people approached the Liu family, there were people following them all the way, wanting to watch the fun.

Some of the Zhou family's thoughts were clear to others, while others were unaware. When they heard this, their mouths opened wide.

This week the Zhou family is so shameless.

If they really couldn't survive these days, no one would separate easily.

When they are separated, no matter whether they are right or wrong, whether they are justified or not, their spines can make people poke to death.

And if Brother Zhou had a bad life in the Liu family, the Zhou family would force him to come to seek justice for Brother Zhou and let him get separated. This would still make sense.

But Brother Zhou obviously had a good life in the Liu family, and everyone in the village knew who the two elders of the Liu family were.

Everyone around was whispering.

"This Zhou family, tsk tsk tsk, is so shameless!"

"That's right, I never noticed it before."

"Uncle Zhou and Aunt Li are old and confused now, and his two sons are also following them. Confused."

"Oh, this is not confused. This is too smart. Confused people can't be that clear, and they can't do such a thing."

"This family is really crazy about money. It's so immoral . "You can do it."

"Don't you have a daughter, Zhou Lao Er? I see how they are making trouble today. I wonder who will dare to come to marry their daughter in the future."

"Whoever is stupid will go and marry her back today. " , How much money can I get from sewing two purses tomorrow? The Zhou family came to persuade me to go back. "

Hahaha, that's right!" They said it quietly, but there were so many people. , I can also hear one or two words, something shameless, not a human being, I have never seen someone who acts like a parent and an elder brother like this. Zhou Lao and Zhou Lao Er blushed when they heard this. Anyone who is sensible and wants to save face should leave. But neither of them moved at this moment.

Chapter 92:

Money attracts attention and is remembered by others.

Brother Zhou delivers a basket of vegetables to Zuixiaolou every day. Sometimes the weight is forty or fifty kilograms, and sometimes it is less than twenty or thirty kilograms. Previously, the good guy in the village secretly calculated that he would send a basket of vegetables to Zuixiaolou every day. You can earn more than one or two from cooking.

People in the village always feel that when those big men come to Zuixiaolou to eat, they must order mostly meat dishes. Zuixiaolou can't eat much food in a day, and fifty or sixty pounds is probably too much.

But Zhou Lao and Zhou Lao Er often go to the town to work, so they know it very well.

People in the village love to eat meat, but rich people are full of fat in their stomachs and love to eat vegetables.

The meals are also generous, and there are always several dishes on the table, including meat and vegetarian dishes, but in fact, there is no way to finish it, so I just try something new from each plate.

It's not like them who can't eat enough. Even if they cook some wild vegetables, after finishing eating, they can't wait to stretch out their tongues to lick the plate again.

The order of dishes that Brother Zhou sent to Zuixiaolou was simply not enough, and the waiter had to go out and buy them separately.

Zuixiao Lou used to cooperate with several vegetable farmers, but for some unknown reason, now it all purchases its own products.

The Liu family only has a vegetable plot, which is neither too big nor too small, but Brother Yu Zhou can only sell so much every day.

But their Zhou family is different!

Their family has two vegetable plots at the head of the village, each of which is more than an acre and very large. Because there are only a few people in the family, they only planted one plot before, and the other plot was used to grow sweet potato vines, peanuts, soybeans, etc. thing.

If Brother Zhou comes back and this vegetable field is opened and used to grow vegetables and take good care of them, it won't be a problem to pick eighty or ninety kilograms of vegetables that day.

Eighty or ninety kilograms. Different vegetables have different prices, but the lowest price is two cents per catty. You can make one hundred, eight hundred and ninety cents that day. Although it's less than two hundred cents, it doesn't sound like much. But for those farmers who have no means, making big money is as difficult as reaching the sky, except for farmers who sell grain, firewood, and eggs, more than a hundred cash a day is an amount they dare not even think about in their dreams.

A load of dry firewood costs only twenty or thirty cents, and a basket of eggs can't be sold for more than half a month. Selling grain is cutting off their flesh and drinking their blood. This will finally lead to an easy way to make money. The Zhou family is not willing to give up easily.

The two children in the family are grown up, smart and well-behaved. If they are sent to study, they will definitely have a great future and bring glory to their ancestors.

The Zhou family has lived in Xiaohe Village for generations and has never stepped out of Fu'an Town. Whether they can go out and whether the Zhou family's threshold can be raised depends on the younger generation.

Although face is important, no matter how important it is, it is never more important than money.

What are you doing to save face?

Will I be able to eat and wear clothes if I want it?

After persuading Brother Zhou to come back and save money for two years, and then send the two boys at home to study, and wait until they pass the examination as a boy student or a scholar, and become a high official, these people will naturally keep their mouths shut.

Moreover, since the two older brothers are promising, is the daughter of the family still afraid that she will not be able to get married?

Zhou Laozi and Zhou Laoer thought well. They would be criticized by others. No matter how embarrassing it was, they had no intention of leaving.

His father is a scholar, and his father is an official. These two are so attractive.

"Second brother," Brother Zhou stepped forward and said, "Come home with me!"

Brother Zhou still refused.

"I'm not going back!"

"Second brother, don't be stubborn." Boss Zhou frowned, his tone unconsciously harsh.

He is the eldest son of Old Man Zhou. Old Man Zhou has told him since he was a child that he is the support and pillar of the family. In front of Zhou Lao Er and Brother Zhou, he always unconsciously acts like an elder brother.

Zhou Laoer really liked him.

Boss Zhou is not as strong as the three brothers from the Ma family. He is quite tall, but a little thin. Moreover, Boss Zhou has a long face, transverse cheek bones, and three white eyes. He can bluff people when he is angry.

Brother Zhou was very jealous of his elder brother when he was in the Zhou family.

If you are tough, then you have to be soft. Boss Zhou coaxed him: "You come back with us. It doesn't matter whether you want to remarry or stay at home. Your brothers and sisters-in-law will support you. You don't have to worry about that."

"Yes, yes!" Zhou Laoer also echoed: "I think Liu Xiaowen will probably never come back. The way you are living now is actually no different from being a widow. Rather than being a widow in the Liu family, it is better to go home. After all, we are your closest relatives." "

Liu Xiaowen's matter is a thorn in Aunt Liu's heart. Every time she mentions it, her chest feels like it is being penetrated by a sharp knife.

She didn't give up until there was no definite news from the border.

Others were dying one by one. She said it so firmly that she felt that these words were like cursing Liu Xiaowen. She was so angry that her whole body could not stop trembling: "Shut up, shut up..."

Old Man Liu also said Unable to bear it anymore, I looked around, limped to the wall, picked up the bamboo broom used for sweeping the courtyard, and swung it towards the Zhou family.

"Get out, get out of me."

He waved randomly. There were many thin branches on the bamboo broom, which were very elastic and had raised knots. The sour feeling when it hit the body was self-evident.

The Zhou family members held their heads and yelled for Yaya to get away, wandering around the yard. Old man Zhou was old and couldn't run fast, so he hit him twice on the back.

Boss Zhou is quite filial. When he saw this, he rushed over and pushed Uncle Liu away with his backhand: "You old man, if you dare to hit my father, you are seeking death!"

Uncle Liu's legs were not healed yet, and he If you are not prepared, you will be pushed hard by him and fall directly to the ground.

Older people don't need to fall. There are many elderly people in the village who will directly suffer from ghosts or become paralyzed after a fall.

Damn it, the next day the suona can be blown from the entrance of the village to the door of the house.

Paralyzed, unable to take care of themselves and unable to do anything, this is a hardship for themselves and their family.

Brother Zhou and Aunt Liu were frightened and quickly went over to help him up.

"Dad, are you okay?"

Uncle Liu shook his head, his face flushed. He didn't have any accident, but he was very angry.

"Dad, brother," Brother Zhou looked at the Zhou family and reiterated: "I will not go back together. You can go. I beg you."

"This is not a question of whether you want it or not." Sister-in-law Zhou stood up. Come out: "You have to go back today, or you have to go back if you don't."

"That's right, I'm confused. Liu Xiaowen is not here anymore, and you are still guarding the Liu family. Isn't it good to go home?" Sister-in-law asked on Tuesday: " You've made money now, look who you've raised."

Brother Zhou bought some suet for frying last month, and Sister-in-law Zhou felt very unhappy when she saw it.

Those pork suet, all white and colorful, filled almost a basket, weighing several kilograms at least.

How much money does this cost?

How much oil does this require?

Brother Zhou is from their Zhou family, but now he has made money, but they haven't gotten half of it.

"Do you still remember who gave birth to you and raised you?" Sister-in-law Tuesday pointed at Old Man Zhou and Aunt Li, who had never spoken a word to her from the beginning until now, and said, "They are my father-in-law and mother-in-law. They gave birth to you." You are the one who was raised by them. When you grow up and become promising, you don't just go back to your own family to earn money, but you use it all to support other people's parents. When you are enjoying the good food and drinking spicy food, do you have any thoughts? Have you ever thought about your two brothers and your two poor nephews? I see you are just a white-eyed wolf."

Sister-in-law Zhou also said: "Second brother! What you said is right. We are indeed jealous of you. We advised you to get together and go back. We are thinking a little bit about you, but this is not a bad idea! We are also thinking about our two children. My family Da Zuo is your nephew. Why don't you give him a chance to study if he calls you uncle? If he becomes successful in the future, won't you be proud of him? "

These words are simply high-sounding.

The people outside the yard were stunned and their eyes almost popped out.

The water thrown out by the married brother cannot be recovered. Apart from giving some gifts during the holidays, there is no such thing as the eldest daughter-in-law of the Zhou family said.

If the married brother wants to support his parents, then what's the use of having a son.

When a brother or a girl gets married, they belong to someone else's family. It is natural to be filial to the parents-in-law. If you have a lot of money, it is not impossible to subsidize your parents in private.

Say it again.

If you have the ability to provide for your two nephews to study, why not provide for yourself? It's not like Brother Zhou doesn't have a son.

Is it possible for my nephew to kiss the seed that popped out of my belly?

After all the good words and harsh words, no matter how much you persuade or say, Brother Zhou is unwilling. The Zhou family directly takes action, dragging Brother Zhou out like a bandit robbing someone.

If you don't want to now, take him back and lock him up for a few days, teach him a lesson, starve him for a few days, and then you will eventually be willing.

Even if they don't want to, as long as Brother Zhou goes back, they can use this name to help him deliver food.

They still don't believe it if they can't cure a little brother.

The Zhou family blatantly robbed people, and the Liu family and the old couple refused to give in, crying and cursing together.

There were many people outside the courtyard, but no one wanted to take action. Some kind-hearted people shouted a few words of advice, but there were no more people.

This kind of thing cannot be done without help.

If you help the Liu family

, you will offend the Zhou family. If you help the Zhou family, you will offend the Liu family. Although the old, weak, women and children in the Liu family are nothing to be afraid of, they have a good relationship with Fang Zichen, so it is better not to offend them.

Only He Daleng and two men who came from behind rushed in to help.

He Da was stunned before rushing in and shouted: "Go and call my third brother."

This third brother refers to the village chief.

From the same village, He Daleng and the village chief's family have a little bit of a relationship.

Just not very friendly.

Someone immediately ran away to the village chief's house.

From a distance, Brother Zhao saw a group of people lying outside the Liu family courtyard. It was very similar to the day when the Ma family dragged him to find Fang Zichen to make trouble. That morning, there were also many people gathered outside.

Life in the village is dull and dull, with people working at sunrise and resting at sunset. Some people envy this kind of life.

But the people in the village will inevitably feel bored after being like this for too long.

Usually, when two flies are fighting on the manure, everyone can watch it for a long time. How can you miss the excitement of the Liu family?

The commotion could be heard from a distance. Brother Zhao frowned unconsciously and quickened his pace towards Liu's house.

Something happened.

As soon as they entered the yard, they happened to see Sister-in-law Zhou and Sister-in-law Zhou pulling Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, Brother Zhou, and Old Man Zhou following He Da Leng and several others.

Brother Zhou's clothes are almost torn, his hair is messy, and there are a few scratches on his neck. I don't know if it was scratched by Sister Zhou or Sister Zhou.

Liuyou was locked in the room by him beforehand, and now he was slapping the door and crying.

Various sounds merged into one, which was lively enough.

Brother Zhao rushed towards Sister Zhou and the others.

Almost as soon as he appeared, Mrs. Zhou and others felt their hearts skip a beat.

I know it's not easy to rob someone by force.

Brother Zhao and Brother Zhou have a good relationship and will not just watch.

Sure enough.

"What are you doing?" Brother Zhao grabbed Brother Zhou and said, "Let him go."

"Brother Zhao, this is none of your business." Sister-in-law Tuesday said, "Don't interfere."

Brother Zhao: "Brother Zhou You are my friend, why is it none of my business? What do you want to do?"

Brother Zhou hid behind him and explained the whole matter in a few words.

Brother Zhao's expression was calm, and he looked at Sister Zhou and Sister-in-law with good eyes. He felt that the Zhou family and the Ma family were almost as evil and shameless as the Ma family.

It's shameless to compete one by one.

None of them are good or good.

Sister-in-law Zhou is not afraid of Brother Zhao, but behind Brother Zhao is Fang Zichen. He was threatened by Fang Zichen last time. Thinking of his look, he still has lingering fear. How can he dare to touch Brother Zhao now.

Liu Lezi just chased Brother Zhao, but when he failed, Fang Zichen came to his door with a wooden stick and beat him until he couldn't get out of bed for more than half a month.

I heard from everyone that Liu Lezi was beaten until two of his ribs were broken, but I don't know if it's true or not.

When children are fighting, Fang Zichen still wants to stand out, which shows that he is a very defensive person.

If they touched Brother Zhao's hair now, they might go directly to the town to order a coffin.

Only Sister-in-law on Tuesday, who is not afraid of death, still goes up to grab her.

At this moment, Uncle Liu was pushed to the ground by Boss Zhou again.

Brother Zhao was annoyed. While protecting Brother Zhou, he pushed away Sister-in-law Zhou. The Zhou family was so powerful that it was not an option to continue like this. He spoke faster than his brain and said loudly: "If you Zhou family members dare to act recklessly again, go back." I'll tell my husband to beat you to death."

Chapter 93:

As soon as Brother Zhao said these words, it was a big deal.

If you remove Fang Zichen, the effect will be more effective than using a sword to carry an axe.

Everyone stopped almost instantly, not daring to move anymore.

The Zhou family looked at each other, not knowing whether to leave immediately or continue to rob people until their goal was achieved.

Killing people is not that important these days. There is no such thing as a life-for-life.

Although the emperor breaks the law and is guilty of the same crime as the common people, this is not feasible in a small place.

These days, the poor seem to have a low life. If they are beaten to death by a powerful person, they can sue the officials. If they meet an upright and upright person, they can still seek justice and pay some money. Just put some money in and let's get over it.

Fang Zichen earns thirty taels of silver a month, and Brother Zhao sells hot sauce in the town. A bottle as small as this sells for a hundred cents. I heard that he and He Da Leng's family buy chili peppers, and they buy dozens of kilograms of chili sauce every day. , not to mention, they also collect garlic with another company. How many bottles will be filled in total?

He carried a basket on his back every day, and every time he came back the basket was empty. He probably made a lot of money during this period.

Although people say that their county magistrate is a good person, no matter how good he is, if Fang Zichen doesn't beat them to death, but only beats them to a semi-crippling condition, and then offers some money, will the county magistrate still turn to them in front of the money? ?

Farmers are poor and have no cattle at home. To cultivate the fields and harvest crops, they have to rely solely on their own strength. If they are half disabled and unable to move, it is no different from death.

And they are too timid to gamble.

Brother Zhao was stunned when he spoke.

Previously, he thought that the good boy was pretending to be a tiger, and he was a bad imitator. But now, he seems to be no different from the good boy.

But at that moment, in panic, he really felt that as long as he moved his husband out, these people would not dare to touch him.

Brother Zhao pinched the corner of his clothes and looked at the Zhou family who didn't dare to move anymore. He couldn't help but curl up slightly at the corner of his mouth.

My husband is amazing. Even if he is not around, he still gives me a sense of security.

The village chief hurried over and was about to step in. After hearing these words, he almost stumbled and almost fell as if he had stepped on a banana peel.

He supported the wall and looked at Brother Zhao with complicated eyes, his slightly old face full of disappointment.

Earlier, he was thinking that Brother Zhao seemed to be quite stable and reliable, and he seemed to have a good temperament. He was older than Fang Xiaozi and more sensible. He asked him to look after Fang Zichen, not to manage people well, but to He could keep a closer eye on Fang Zichen before Tong Sheng's exam and not let him get into trouble.

The result was good, Brother Zhao was equally unreliable.

He even thought about asking Fang Zichen to fight for him.

Hey...

Brother Zhao saw him coming and called him hurriedly.

"Village Chief~"

The village chief came back from his thoughts and his eyes stopped on Brother Zhao's face.

Brother Zhao has a round face, he used to be thin, his cheeks are very sunken, his complexion is dark and not good-looking, and he always wears old and rotten clothes that have been washed so that the color can no longer be seen, and a pair of unsightly shoes. Broken shoes, and under the long-term oppression of the Ma family, his whole body exuded an aura of decadence and death. He was very numb, and his eyes were lifeless. His body was thin and straight, standing there like an autumn day. A broken lotus branch in the pond, dilapidated and dilapidated...

In the past, when they met, Brother Zhao would be polite and take the initiative to say hello to him, but when he spoke, Brother Zhao lowered his head and did not dare to look at him at all. As if she was afraid of him.

After having Guaizi, he got a little better, but only a little better.

Now that Fang Zichen is here, accompanied by that undisciplined and unscrupulous boy, he seems to have regained his vitality and looks no different from normal people like them.

Now he is eating well, his face is rounder, his eyes are big and dark, he is protected from the wind and rain, he is no longer busy and tired, he no longer gets up before dawn, his complexion is rosy and much better.

People with round faces tend to look much younger than their actual age.

Regardless of what others said, Brother Zhao looked very childish, only 16 or 17 years old. It was hard to imagine that he was already the father of a three-year-old child.

Brother Zhao is still young after all.

A litter of children in their family.

The eldest is only nineteen, and the youngest is only three years old.

How to take care of children?

It's better to work harder and take more care of yourself!

Although the Zhou family was afraid of Fang Zichen, they were unwilling to leave because he was not here.

On the way here, the village chief already knew roughly what happened. Now he saw the shameless Zhou family, and he didn't look good. He tried to reconcile a few words and called them to go home. The Zhou family didn't seem to hear them and remained motionless. Stable as a mountain.

This was because he didn't take himself seriously. The village chief's face turned red with anger.

...

Fang Zichen doesn't understand what's going on with the Liu family here.

The ancestral home of the village chief's family is a bit far away from Liu's family, so even if someone screams loudly, it won't be heard here.

He had just gotten into trouble, but now Fang Zichen was watching the fire seriously and did not dare to slack off at all.

He played with the boy in the yard, then ran back to the kitchen to watch the fire. He went back and forth several times, and now a large pot of hot water was bubbling and boiling.

At this temperature, let alone bathing, you can use it to kill pigs and shave them.

He removed the firewood, returned to the yard, started to pretend to be a monster, and chased the boy all over the yard, whooping and yelling. In the end, both of them were tired from playing, and Brother Zhao didn't even see a ghost. .

Fang Zichen carried the boy and went outside the yard to look around. There was not even a ghost on the winding path.

On the top of the mountain, the sun was about to set, and the afterglow was reddish.

He frowned: "Why hasn't your father come back yet?"

Why did Brother Zhao go to Liu's house for so long?

Even if he was chatting with his best friend, it would be time to go from heaven to the earth, and then from the earth to the 18th floor of the underworld. Why don't you come back?

Why do we need to talk for so long?

I can go back and forth to learn Buddhist scriptures.

The good boy shook his head. He was tired from running. There was still sweat on his forehead and his face was as red as a monkey's butt.

"You're not a good boy!"

Fang Zichen went back to the room and sat for a while. After waiting for another two minutes, he stood up suddenly.

"Go find your father."

This guy really has no sense of time.

I don't know how to come back after I go out.

Although the good boy can already walk, his calves are as short as chopsticks. Not to mention walking, Fang Zichen crawled to Liu's house, and the good boy probably couldn't walk even halfway.

So Yu Fang Zichen loved to hold him wherever he went.

As soon as his figure appeared, someone shouted into the yard: "Here comes Mr. Fang, here comes Mr. Fang..."

This tone was full of excitement to see the excitement.

In the yard, Sister-in-law Zhou didn't give up and wanted to pull Brother Zhou, but Brother Zhao happened to push her to the ground.

After hearing this, her original intention to get up stopped immediately. She rolled her eyes, thought of something, and sat back down on the ground.

Fang Zichen stood at the door and was a little stunned when he saw so many people standing in the yard. He was stunned because he knew He Da, but he didn't know the Zhou family. But when he saw Sister Zhou, he instantly understood.

Feelings belong to the Zhou family.

Oh!

Without thinking, he knew what was going on.

"Husband..." As soon as Brother Zhao saw him, he pulled Brother Zhou and hid behind him.

Fang Zichen raised his eyebrows unceremoniously and glanced at him slightly sideways.

Liu Liu was still holding the small window open, sobbing and crying, her face was covered with tears, and her voice was hoarse.

But now everyone is busy and no one pays attention to him.

The good boy slipped out of Fang Zichen's arms and ran to the window.

This pair of little brothers and little bamboo horses looked at each other through a small window. The good boy seemed to be visiting his brother who had been in prison for many years. The two had not seen each other for a long time, and now they were calling each other affectionately.

"

Yuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu

"

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​Here comes the bamboo stool.

It's still not high enough, so I have to stand on tiptoes.

"Yo Liu, are you a crying bird?" Yo Liu sobbed, and before he could reply, Guai Zai wiped his tears and said, "Are you being bullied? Don't worry, my father will protect us if he comes to provoke us." "

He grabbed the two small sticks on the window with his small hands, and squeezed his big head into the middle of the sticks, as if he wanted to go in and share the joys and sorrows with Yoyo, and share the hardships, but his small neck and big head turned in several directions and changed a few times. The angle was so tight that it hurt my head to squeeze in.

Liuliu was still crying and asked: "Is it true?"

"Really!" Quality does not distinguish between men and women, old or young, and understanding does not depend on age. The good boy touched his aching forehead, then took out a snack from his small pocket and handed it to Liuyou, coaxing him: "Here you go, if you eat the sweet drops, don't cry, okay?

" The clothes she was wearing were made not long ago. Aunt Liu followed Fang Zichen's instructions and specially sewed two small pockets on the front of the clothes.

Coarse material is cheap for people in the town, can be polished, and is not easy to wear. The people in the village are poor, so they buy the hemp material and sew clothes. They just save the fabric and never sew pockets. They have to sew pockets. A waste of two small pieces of fabric.

This fabric can be saved and used to make other things. Anyway, it has many uses and cannot be wasted.

Besides, the pocket is so small, what's the use of it?

I have a purse to hold the silver, but I can't use it.

For other things, you can use a basket.

The basket is made of bamboo. There is a large area on the bamboo mountain, which is owned by the public. You can cut it as you like without any money.

And the basket is big, so you can put whatever you like into it.

Fang Zichen had nothing to say to Guaizi. Not only did the fat chef in the kitchen fry the dishes well, but he also made delicious snacks. The two of them were on good terms. Every time he cooked too much, the fat chef would always pack some for Fang Zichen.

This snack is sweet, and Fang Zichen doesn't like it very much, but someone in the family likes it.

The handler has short hands and a soft mouth. Every time he handles it, Fang Zichen always brags about the handsomeness of the fat master and praises him for being fat and tasteful.

When he told lies, he told them as if they were true. The fat master was always made happy by him, and he was so happy that he couldn't find any clues.

Fang Zichen asked Aunt Liu to sew two pockets when making clothes for Guaizi, just to make it easier for him to pack snacks.

The boy vomited while playing just now. Fang Zichen was afraid that he would be hungry at night, so he specially molded two snacks for him before going out.

I ate one on the way, and now I still have one in my pocket.

Yoyo had a little friend, and as soon as Fang Zichen showed up, the Zhou family no longer dared to yell, scold, or make trouble. They were quiet, Yoyo was no longer afraid, and ate snacks in small bites.

"Uncle Fang is so awesome!" Yoyo said.

"Yes!" The boy nodded seriously: "My father is the most evil." He stretched his little neck and came closer, as if whispering: "Liu Liu, let me tell you, my father is the most evil and can fight ghosts!"

Liu Liu's eyes were widened, and he didn't even bother to eat the snacks. He exclaimed: "Wow..."

"A few nights ago, a ghost came to my house. It wanted to eat my flesh, but I My father will be beaten to death in a matter of seconds." Guaizi said

that night, Brother Zhao was still busy making hot sauce in the kitchen. Brother Zhao fell asleep on the bench, so Brother Zhao asked the helpless Fang Zichen to carry him back to the room. Sleep with him first.

However, the boy returned to bed and seemed to be energetic again.

He closed his eyes. Fang Zichen was lying next to him. Seeing his eyelids moving back and forth, he laughed softly and blew on his face.

When Guaizi opened his eyes, he closed them and pretended to sleep.

The good boy closed his eyes, and he started blowing on the good boy's face again.

After coming and going several times, the good boy immediately became afraid when he remembered the ghost stories he had told him.

He pushed Fang Zichen, wanting Fang Zichen to hug him: "Father~"

"Huh?" Fang Zichen pretended not to know and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Yes..."

Before he could finish his words, Fang Zichen jumped up. : "What the hell? Son, be careful, there's a ghost coming."

"..." The good boy shivered while holding the small pillow that Brother Zhao specially bought for him.

"Father, my good boy is afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, father will protect you." Fang Zichen picked up his son. He was familiar with the family and the roads, and he didn't feel guilty at all. He pointed to the air in front of him: "You are so bold and evil, but you are still alive." Get out of here quickly."

He was directing and acting, as if there was a real ghost standing opposite him, talking to him.

"What, my son's butt is tender and tender, you want to eat it?"

"Woooo..." The good boy's butt tightened, and he stopped holding the pillow and covered his butt instead. He was so scared that he almost cried.

"What, you still want to bite his little face? Pull his penis? No, no, get out of here." Fang Zichen said, "Don't leave? If you don't leave, I'll beat you!"

When the good boy heard this, his little heart skipped a beat. It was about to burst, and there were tears in my eyes. I didn't know whether to cover my penis or my butt. His hands were small and his butt was big. He could cover his butt but not his penis. Besides, he still had a face.

He thought about asking Fang Zichen to hug him, and saw Fang Zichen punching the air quickly, hitting him several times. Fang Zichen let out an 'ah', took two steps back, covered his arms, and frowned: "How brave, even Our three young masters dare to fight, and I originally wanted to spare your life, but now it seems that there is no need."

He said and went to fight again.

Fang Zichen's punches were extremely fast, and his whirlwind kicks were sharp and fierce. He turned sideways and turned his head, as if he was avoiding the opponent's attack, and his punches were just like real ones.

The old carpenter had just made the bed. When his two sons brought it to him, Brother Zhao looked at it, shook it, patted it, and checked it inside and out. He also thought that it was very strong. The old carpenter was a real person and could use it. The wood was good, and the bed was very solid and reliable. Brother Zhao felt that even if he and Fang Zichen fought with fairies on it every day, it would probably not break down after sleeping for a hundred years, but now the bed actually shook and creaked. The sound.

Fang Zichen made a grappling hand, as if he had grabbed something by the neck, and squeezed it hard. Finally, he clapped his hands and said to the good boy: "Smash it, don't be afraid, I've beaten that evil ghost to death. "

The boy's eyes were bubbling, he hugged Fang Zichen's calf, raised his head, and said with admiration: "My father is so annoying! My father is a hero."

"Father is not a hero," he said. With eyes filled with admiration, Fang Zichen was so proud that his nose was about to turn up to the sky, and he said nonsensical words in a serious tone: "My father is a superhero."

The good boy was very proud to talk about it now.

His father is so powerful that he can even beat up invisible evil spirits who want to eat him. Just now, some people wanted to mess with his father, and some people scolded Uncle Zhou. They were noisy, but as soon as they saw his father, those people immediately became quiet. down.

He wanted to pull his head back and look back at the situation in the yard. He was still tiptoeing and was tired, but now he found that his head was stuck and he couldn't get out.

Guaizi: "???"

Chapter 94

Brother Zhao hid behind Fang Zichen. Brother Zhou and Aunt Liu and Uncle Liu were also standing not far behind him. The group of Zhou family members stood opposite Fang Zichen. The two groups were clearly separated.

Sister-in-law was still sitting on the ground on Tuesday. Fang Zichen smiled and glanced uninhibitedly at the Zhou family members one by one. His tone was playful: "Hey! What are you doing?"

Brother Zhao tugged at his clothes, and Fang Zichen turned slightly. , head tilted slightly.

He suddenly bent over and came closer. Their noses were almost touching. Brother Zhao could clearly smell the clean and refreshing breath on his body.

Brother Zhao whispered, covering his mouth, and came close to his ear, telling him about the Zhou family.

When Fang Zichen heard this, he felt that he was really good at knowing things, and he could guess everything accurately, just like Zhuge Liang.

The village chief stood aside and warned in a low voice: "Boy Fang, don't fight!"

Fang Zichen: "..."

Look, look at what he said.

Fang Zichen didn't like hearing this.

As soon as he came, he said something, what did the village chief mean?

He is not a habitual criminal who specializes in fighting.

········

Old man Zhou coughed and finally looked at Brother Zhou.

"Brother Zhou, be obedient and go back with your father. Your father and mother will take care of you when you return home. If you insist on refusing," he changed the topic and became more serious, full of threats: "You will never go back again. "

This means severing the relationship!

Brother Zhou pursed his lips and said nothing. Aunt Liu patted his hand easily with worries in her eyes.

"Brother Zhou..."

Brother Zhou was silent for a while, raised his head, and said firmly: "Dad, I still say the same thing, from the day I married into the Liu family, I belong to the Liu family. Human beings, now and in the future, even after death. "

"You...you..." Old man Zhou said this without thinking. Brother Zhou still couldn't get enough of it, and his chest was violent. Ups and downs, obviously very angry.

Boss Zhou winked at Sister Zhou, who immediately noticed his intention and started to persuade him again. Fang Zichen listened for a while and said to Brother Zhou: "This is a good thing. I think it's good for you to go back. "

Ah?" Brother Zhao was stunned for a moment: "Husband, don't talk nonsense."

The Zhou family is planning something! It's not like he really wanted Brother Zhou to go back.

Brother Zhou was also puzzled.

Fang Zichen smiled and said, "Look at your sister-in-law, she is such a nice person and her words are very nice. She just said that if you go back, I won't let you do any work. Now that your parents are still here, they can support you." I'm keeping you, and when your parents die, you can still bite your two brothers."

After hearing this, Old Man Zhou's face dropped, and he became extremely dark.

Fang Zichen glanced sideways at Zhou Lao and Zhou Lao Er, and then advised: "But I look at your two brothers. They have sharp mouths, monkey cheeks, and rat eyes and deer heads. They are despicable and disgusting. Such people are not even ugly." , The mind is as narrow as a sieve. If you think too much, you will die quickly, but you don't have to worry. If you kill two brothers, won't you still have two nephews? "

Brother Zhou: "... "..."

Brother Zhou wanted to laugh, but with so many people watching, if he laughed, it would appear that he was heartless and unkind, so he had to hold it back.

His first two words seemed to be directed at the Zhou family. When the Zhou family heard this, they thought it was a joke. But as Fang Zichen continued, the words became more and more unpleasant.

Old man Zhou and Aunt Li are old, and they hate to hear the word death.

And Zhou Laozi and Zhou Laoer were not only ridiculed by him for being ugly, but also said that they were too evil-minded and would die quickly.

His few words could make the Zhou family so angry that their heart, liver and lungs hurt.

Some people outside the yard covered their mouths and laughed.

Unexpectedly, this boy Fang is not only good at fighting, but also very powerful with his mouth.

Fang Zichen, the unscrupulous person, continued: "Brother Zhou, if it's for Liuliu's own good, just listen to your father and go back! If you go back to the Zhou family, the Zhou family will support you when you get old, so that Liuliu doesn't have to live with you. It's great! And you have two nephews. Isn't it better than having one bowl of rice when you have two nephews? Besides, your sister-in-law has spoken personally, so you can go back with peace of mind. If they don't support you in the future, Just to show your face, you can tell Brother Zhao in a more jealous way that based on your relationship with Brother Zhao, I will definitely not leave you alone. I still know some people in the town, and I will lead people to destroy them when the time comes."

"..." Zhou Laoer quit after hearing this.

"Young man Fang, what you said is wrong. How can a nephew provide for my uncle in old age? Besides, it's not like Brother Zhou doesn't have a son. How can I get my son when it comes to providing for old age?"

Fang Zichen couldn't help but think . He rolled his eyes and resisted the urge again.

Rolling his eyes in public really hurts his image as a cold-hearted man.

And Brother Zhao is still here!

Gotta keep up the good work.

You also have to be careful about your temperament.

He said: "Hey, you also know that Brother Zhou has a son of his own? Then he has a son of his own, and if he has money, he won't send his son to study. Why should he send that to you? You are a fool. Are you smart? "

Send Zhou Dazuo and Zhou Xiaoyou to study?"

If it were Brother Zhou, he would rather throw his money into the pit.

Zhou Dazuo and Zhou Xiaoyou are not good people at all. If they were educated well now, they would be okay. But the virtues of the Zhou family...

are not as upright, kind, hard-working and brave as him. They dare not A person who dares to act, respects the old and loves the young, and is an extremely smart person who shines and sets an example next to him. Without bathing in the light of his righteous path, Zhou Dazuo and Zhou Xiaoyou will probably be like that.

Such people have had bad thoughts since childhood, what else can be expected from them?

After studying, and becoming an official in the future, I am afraid that I will be the kind of person who is corrupt, perverts the law, engages in malpractice for personal gain, and brings harm to the people.

Zhou Laoer said naa: "I..."

"Besides, who told me to ask him to deliver food to Zuixiaolou?" Fang Zichen asked curiously.

Zhou Laoer was not good at fighting, so he was scolded by Fang Zichen. At this moment, he didn't dare to reply. Sister-in-law Zhou said: "Everyone outside said so."

"Oh! So that's it!" Fang Zichen rubbed his temples. His eyes fell on her face: "I heard last time that someone saw you and Liu Lezi having sex in the woods at the end of the village, as if..."

Sister Zhou screamed: "Don't talk nonsense. "She pulled the gloomy boss Zhou and said, "Master, don't believe him. He's talking nonsense."

"How come I'm talking nonsense?" Fang Zichen curled his lips and said, "Obviously everyone outside is telling you this. Some people even saw it with their own eyes. "

Although Sister-in-law Zhou is old, her charm is still there.

I heard that when she was young, she was a village beauty in Shilitun. Although in Fang Zichen's opinion, the appearance of this village beauty was just like that, but she couldn't bear that she had a good figure, with curves in the front and back, smooth curves, and a fair complexion.

The boys and girls in the village are exposed to the sun and are reluctant to buy skin care products, so their skin color is a little dull.

One white covering up all the ugliness, wouldn't Sister-in-law Zhou be beautiful?

The incident between her and Liu Lezi was not just nonsense by Fang Zichen, he had seen it several times himself.

Liu Lezi was an old bachelor who visited flower houses whenever he had money. He was very good at teasing girls.

There is no one who doesn't like to hear good things.

Sister-in-law Zhou was praised by him several times, and Liu Leizi was calm and did not do anything extraordinary. Gradually, Sister-in-law Zhou felt that this person was not as bad as the people in the village said.

The young girl in the village who was in her prime was called a scumbag by Liu Leizi. When he saw her, Sister Zhou was the only one who shone brightly and was as beautiful as a flower.

Liu Lezi liked her, and he couldn't say enough good things to say when he saw her. The way he lowered his eyebrows and bowed his head made Mrs. Zhou feel very proud.

Boss Zhou was like this before he married her, but after getting married, as soon as he got her body, he started to act like a man.

Having been a lowly child in the Zhou family for many years, she now enjoys the status of being a "superior", and Sister-in-law Zhou feels indescribably spacious.

She likes this feeling of being superior and being flattered.

Liu Leizi left a good impression on her, and when he greeted her again, Mrs. Zhou no longer hid away. As they chatted, Liu Lezi made her laugh.

It happened many times, and as soon as it came and went, someone would see it.

Boss Zhou had a quarrel with Sister Zhou over this before and was about to take action. He was not like Fang Zichen. Liu Lezi was about the same size as him. When it came to a fight, he didn't know who was beating whom, so he only dared to stay in the nest. Hey, if Sister Zhou hadn't cursed and swore, Boss Zhou would have slapped her a few times.

"I obviously asked the Liu family to send it. Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu are old. I felt pity for them, so I helped them find a job." Fang Zichen said, "What does this have to do with brother Zhou? What do your Zhou family want?" Are you crazy?"

"How is this possible?" Old man Zhou didn't believe it.

Hearing his suspicious tone, Fang Zichen hugged his chest and laughed: "Believe it or not."

Old man Zhou was on the verge of falling. The laughter coming from outside became more and more harsh, and his heart felt stuffy and painful.

If this is the case, the Zhou family is really trying to draw water from a bamboo basket in vain.

All face was lost, nothing good was gained, and it was all a joke.

Seeing him like this, Fang Zichen smiled and gave old man Zhou an idea: "Old man, if you really want to, you can actually take Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu over! You can be their son and provide for them in their old age. They have made money, but you can't Do you have a share?"

"Pfft..."

Brother Zhao poked Fang Zichen and couldn't help laughing.

What your husband came up with is really a bad idea.

Although Uncle Liu and Uncle Zhou look about the same age, in fact, Uncle Zhou is several years older than Uncle Liu!

Moreover, Brother Zhou is Uncle Liu's daughter-in-law. If Uncle Zhou treats him as his son, doesn't that mean he and Brother Zhou have become brothers.

Old man Zhou was going to be mad at Fang Zichen.

He was panting like a cow, his face was blue, and his lips were trembling.

This elderly man is not light-hearted. Fang Zichen is really afraid that he will fall in the yard. What a bad luck!

He quickly waved his hand: "Old man, go back quickly!"

He would not speak politely to persuade people to go back, and he would also rub salt in Old Man Zhou's 'wound'.

"It wouldn't be good if you fell here." He used a very serious tone, shook his head slightly, and sighed: "But I think someone like you would do such a shameless thing when he gets old. "My son, I am so embarrassed in front of my fellow villagers. If it were me, I wouldn't want to live anymore. It's really embarrassing."

Old man Zhou: "..."

Brother Zhao: "· "..."

Village chief: "..."

"Dad, dad, dad, what's wrong with you?"

"The boss..."

Old man Zhou fainted.

Fang Zichen snorted.

He really knows things like a god.

Zhou Laozi and Zhou Laoer helped old man Zhou and were relieved when they saw that he was just fainted from anger.

Chapter 95

Sister-in-law Tuesday put her hands on the ground and seemed to want to stand up, but halfway through, she felt as if her butt was heavy and could not get up. She oops and sat back down again.

Zhou Laoer saw from the corner of his eye that if it weren't for the distance and his legs were not long enough, he would have to kick him over.

This damn bitch, she has been sitting on the ground since Fang Zichen. Just when she was silenced by the other party, this bitch didn't come out to help, and now she even stayed on the ground.

Sister-in-law Tuesday pressed her waist, her face wrinkled, as if she was in pain.

"Oh, my waist."

Sister-in-law Zhou went over to help her and asked, "What's wrong?"

"No, don't move, I can't stand up." Sister-in-law Zhou quickly glanced at Fang Zichen and said, "I guess it's The push from Brother Zhao just now revealed something was wrong. "

Sister-in-law Zhou is also shrewd. The two have been sisters-in-law for almost ten years, so they have a good understanding of each other and are very familiar with each other.

As soon as Sister-in-law Zhou said these words, Sister-in-law Zhou understood.

"It's true of you. You fell down before and injured your tailbone. Didn't the doctor tell you to be careful in the future? If it happens again, something big will go wrong. What will happen now? ?"

Brother Zhao frowned slightly.

He didn't expect it to be so serious.

Sister-in-law Zhou just wanted to come over and grab Brother Zhou. He was anxious and pushed him. It was true that he used a little force, but he didn't expect it to be so serious. Sister-in-law Zhou couldn't stand up when she looked at it. Could she... ······

"Husband~" Brother Zhao felt he had gotten into trouble and felt a little guilty: "What should I do?"

Fang Zichen still wanted to tease people at this moment, he spread his hands and said: "How do I know! It's not me. Pushed."

He looked ruthless and ruthless. Brother Zhao bit his back teeth and pinched his waist.

"..." Fang Zichen wanted to run away, but the flesh on his waist was pinched tightly between two fingers by Brother Zhao.

As soon as Fang Zichen moved, he twisted it around.

If there weren't so many spectators present, Fang Zichen would have screamed.

It really hurts.

This Aunt Zhao is still so ruthless.

He learned all of Grandma Rong's ultimate killing moves.

He just said it as a joke, Brother Zhao can be so cruel, and if he doesn't keep his mouth shut next time, he will probably prick him with a twenty centimeter-long embroidery needle.

Why did his gentle and considerate Brother Zhao become like this?

In this first month, I shyly called him husband.

In the second month, I treated him with every possible care, even if I didn't see him for a day.

In the third month, he started to have a little temper.

In the fourth month, if they didn't agree with each other, they started to touch him.

It's only been a few months!

It's only been four months! People have a seven-year itch, but he has started to itch in the past four months?

Was his husband picked up by Brother Zhao from the latrine?

The shelf life is only three months.

In the first three months, it was you and me, loving each other.

After three months, I fell in love with my concubine and fell out of love faster than flipping through a book. I couldn't live through this day.

If he hadn't wanted to give Guaizi a complete family, and if he hadn't liked Brother Zhao, he would have packed up his baggage and become the second Chen Shimei when they first got together.

He shouted in a low voice: "Brother Zhao, stop it, stop it, it's going to hurt to death."

He pushed Sister-in-law on Tuesday. It was obvious to everyone, and he couldn't rely on her, and based on his understanding of Sister-in-law on Tuesday , she was afraid that she would not let it go easily.

I'm afraid I'll have to pay a lot of money.

But Brother Zhao didn't want to.

It is not easy to make money. He only gives his money to his husband and son, and no one else is allowed to give it to him unless he voluntarily gives it to him.

"Help me." Brother Zhao said.

He felt that as long as Fang Zichen took action, he would not have to pay a single coin.

Fang Zichen responded urgently: "Help, help, I will definitely help."

No one noticed the little episode between the two. When Sister Zhou said that, she didn't dare to look at Fang Zichen, but her ears perked up.

She wanted to hear what Fang Zichen had to say.

This can't be ignored.

Although today's trip failed to snatch Brother Zhou back, and their dream of getting rich was shattered, as a couple, if they could blackmail Fang Zichen for a dozen or twenty taels, it wouldn't be in vain for them to risk their old face. Such a fuss.

But after waiting, Fang Zichen didn't say anything.

Everyone in the yard came to their senses and understood what Sister-in-law Tuesday meant.

Brother Zhou didn't speak.

But he has already thought about it. If Brother Zhao loses money this time, he will pay whatever amount of money he has to pay for Brother Zhao.

Brother Zhao pushed his second sister-in-law away just to help him.

Sister-in-law Zhou and Sister-in-law Zhou looked at each other, then raised their eyes to look at Fang Zichen, only to see the other party looking at them with a half-smile.

Sister-in-law on Tuesday swallowed her saliva, her heart pounded, and asked: "Fang boy, what do you think you should do about my situation?"

Fang Zichen tilted his head slightly, looking harmless: "What's your situation?"

"I I had a fall at home before, and the old doctor said that my spine was brittle and I shouldn't fall lightly. I was just pushed by your husband and I can't get up now." My sister-in-law came back on Tuesday.

Fang Zichen didn't seem to understand: "It's your business if you can't get up. What does it have to do with us?"

Sister-in-law Tuesday: "..."

Sister-in-law Tuesday said: "Why is it none of your business? Brother Zhao didn't push me, could I fall?"

"Why did he push you?" Fang Zichen asked.

"It's not just to help Brother Zhou." Sister-in-law Zhou said.

Fang Zichen asked again: "Why did he help Brother Zhou?"

"Because of us..." Sister-in-law Zhou said as she saw the corners of Fang Zichen's mouth slightly raised, she immediately stopped talking.

Fang Zichen smiled and said, "Look, you already said it's because of you. If you didn't come to the door to make trouble, Brother Zhao wouldn't push you. If he didn't push you, you wouldn't be like this. After all, let's summarize. Get up, you are like this because of yourself, no one is to blame."

"Hey, you..." Sister-in-law Zhou was almost beaten by him: "You can't do this."

"We can't do this. What should we do?" Fang Zichen asked.

"Pay money." Sister-in-law said on Tuesday.

Fang Zichen: "How much?"

Tuesday's sister-in-law raised two fingers. Fang Zichen thought she wanted to give two taels of silver, but unexpectedly, the mother-in-law said loudly: "Twenty taels." Twenty

taels! !

Before Fang Zichen could say anything, gasps could be heard throughout the courtyard.

This Zhou family's second daughter-in-law really dares to shout.

The village chief scolded: "You're from Tuesday's family, you're afraid of losing money, and you dare to say anything."

Twenty taels?

Neither of her lives was worth the price.

"Village Chief, I didn't scream." Sister-in-law Tuesday said, "I'm in pain right now! I didn't feel it serious last time, but the old doctor told me to stay in bed for two months and take medicine. Medicine, those medicines are not cheap, a few packs cost me nine taels of silver.

"Oh! Are they really that expensive?" someone asked outside.

"You believe what she said. She is like that. If she really goes to nine taels of silver, she is still willing to treat her?"

Nine taels of silver, that's a lot.

Most people can't make this amount in a year.

The second daughter-in-law of the Zhou family was so stingy that she bought some cloth and bought dozens of copper coins, but when she came back, the whole village was filled with money. If she really spent nine taels, as long as she didn't die, she would rather lie down for half a year than spend that money.

Besides, you still have to lie down for two months?

How come they don't know?

In the grain drying field, by the river, where women and men gather for gossip, there is not a day that goes by that I don't see her, and how can it be two months? ?

Laughing to death.

Brother Zhao's fist was so hard that Fang Zichen suddenly bumped him with his shoulder and raised his hand to point at Sister-in-law Tuesday.

"Brother Zhao, come on."

"Ah?" Brother Zhao was stunned.

"Beat her to death." Fang Zichen said firmly.

Sister-in-law Tuesday's eyes widened.

Fang Zichen said: "There is someone above me, don't be afraid, twenty taels, if you beat me to death, we will only pay this much if you die."

The village chief: "..."

The village chief almost couldn't breathe. , what kind of remarks are these! This is much more serious than fighting right away!

Brother Zhao poked Fang Zichen: "Husband, are you telling the truth?"

There was a glimmer of excitement in his eyes, and he seemed very excited.

Fang Zichen: "..."

Brother Zhao, I consciously underestimated him before!

None of the Zhou family expected that Fang Zichen could be so arrogant.

There were rich and powerful people coming in and out of Zuixiao Building, and no one questioned his words.

Sister-in-law on Tuesday said without confidence: "Fang boy, you can't do this!"

"Why not!" Fang Zichen raised his eyebrows.

Sister-in-law on Tuesday: "You, your husband pushed me..."

"What's wrong with pushing you?"

Before she could finish her words, Fang Zichen interrupted her and said first: "Don't say push, just hit, you What can I do? "

"You, you..."

The Zhou family is shameless, and Fang Zichen can be even more shameless than them.

If you want to cheat, he will be worse than them.

Bilai, he has never been afraid of anyone so far. Dealing with a shameless person is like playing the harp to a cow. The other party doesn't understand and wastes her time, which is of no use at all.

Sister-in-law on Tuesday called Yaya earlier and thought that if Fang Zichen didn't agree to compensate, she would sit on the ground and roll around.

This kind of shrew's skills are all reflected in her loud voice. She yells shamelessly and has a thin skin. When you meet such a person, you can only consider yourself unlucky, but when you meet Fang Zichen, Fang Zichen could make her butt red with shame.

"My brother Zhao hits you because he thinks highly of you. Don't be ignorant." Fang Zichen said.

"Boy Fang~" Sister-in-law on Tuesday choked her neck: "Can you be reasonable?"

This seemed funny.

Fang Zichen snorted and asked, "Do you know who I am?"

The question was abrupt. Sister-in-law on Tuesday didn't understand why he suddenly asked like this, but she still said sincerely: "You are Fang boy!"

Fang Zichen pointed. Brother Zhao: "Then who is he?"

Sister-in-law on Tuesday: "Brother Zhao!"

"What does he have to do with me?" Fang Zichen asked.

"He is your husband."

"Then what is your relationship with me?"

Sister-in-law on Tuesday was silent.

Her eyes fell on Fang Zichen's face with flamboyant features and domineering temperament, and she quickly looked away.

If possible, she wouldn't mind a relationship between them.

But the fact is that there is not even half a copper coin between them.

"As I stand here, you should understand that one is my husband and the other wants to extort money from me. I am stupid to reason with a shrew like you!"

Fang Zichen smiled, but his eyes were not warm at all: "I'm here to support my husband. Do you understand what support means? If anyone bullies him, it's no different than slapping me in the face."

Chapter 96:

Once Fang Zichen got up, his temperament was completely different.

It's like a completely different person.

He looked at the Zhou family, even with a smile on his face.

But the Zhou family felt terrified, as if they were being targeted by a beast hiding in the dark.

This beast has sharp fangs, a tall body, and a strong aura. The feeling of oppression coming from his body cannot be ignored.

The Zhou family members were all nervous and had to work hard to stay calm.

Fang Zichen looked at them too much and asked impatiently: "Are you going to get out or not?"

If he hadn't pitied Brother Zhao, he would have voluntarily given three taels of silver, otherwise, like the Ma family, they would have wanted to fuck him off. Root hair, even if it is more difficult than climbing to the sky.

The Ma family couldn't even take advantage of him, and it was even less possible for the Zhou family's humble moral character.

There was a small stone on the ground, which he must have picked up for fun. Fang Zichen kicked it and the stone flew to the wall and was embedded deeply into the soil wall.

The Zhou family: "..."

Brother Zhao: "..."

The village chief: "..."

The Zhou family rolled around and seemed to be running away.

Before leaving, Aunt Li called Brother Zhou: "Brother Zhou~"

Her voice was low and trembling, and there seemed to be some other emotions in it. Brother Zhou turned his head away with a sore nose.

Aunt Li couldn't wait for a response and was dragged away by Old Man Zhou.

The show should have come to an end here, and the villagers were walking around in twos and threes while talking.

This was a wonderful thing, enough for them to chat for ten days and a half.

The Liu family yard became quiet.

Fang Zichen was about to ask Brother Zhao if he was very boyfriend-friendly just now, when he heard his son's urgent cry for help.

"Father, daddy, help, help... The good boy is going to die, woohoo~"

Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao looked over and saw the good boy standing on the small bench with his feet up, his butt as big as a bun. He was twisting and turning, and his head was sticking out of the window.

Fang Zichen immediately ran over: "What's wrong?"

"Father~" The good boy's head was stuck between two small pillars and he couldn't move. He kept tiptoing. His two short legs were tired and he stopped tiptoing. I couldn't move my head, and my neck hurt from being pulled.

Anyone who has hanged himself will understand this feeling.

At this moment, the good boy burst into tears: "Father, good boy... My good boy's brain hurts a lot, it's over."

Fang Zichen: "..."

You also know that it's over?

Fang Zichen was a little speechless.

On this window, the distance between the small pillars is not wide. Although Guaizi is small, he has a big head. He doesn't know how he squeezed in.

If it had been a fragile watermelon or pumpkin, it would have been pinched and exploded long ago.

Yoyo watched the little bamboo horse suffer, and also extended a helping hand. He didn't even bother to eat the snacks, and kept pulling on the small pillar holding the good boy's big head, as if he wanted to break it off.

But the wood of this small pillar was so hard that there was no way he could break it.

Aunt Liu looked left and right, but she didn't even understand how Guaizi's big brain could fit in so many seeds.

When I asked the boy, his grandmother said, "You don't have much room for the boy!"

He couldn't squeeze in at first, but he squeezed left and right, up and down, and his head had to turn 360 degrees. Barely squeezed in.

Liuliu typed on the side.

When everyone heard this, they realized that Guaizi Naozi had already gone on a day trip and chatted with Yoyo for a long time. Now he was stuck when he was about to exit. They just felt amazing.

Fang Zichen touched Guaizi and asked, "Have you secretly practiced some head-shrinking skills?"

Guaizi felt uncomfortable now, and tears were about to fall from his eyes.

This is not easy to do. If you use an ax to chop, the force of the chop will definitely hurt the boy. If you use a kitchen knife to cut slowly, that's even worse.

Brother Zhou thought for a while and went to the old carpenter's house in the village to borrow a saw.

Uncle Liu has liked Guaizi very much since he was born, and treats him just like Yoyo.

Every time he used bamboo strips to weave something for Liuliu, he would have to make two of them.

One for Yoyo and one for Guaizi.

The good boy doesn't cry often, but now there are tears in his big black eyes. His head is stuck and he can't move. His little body hangs limply upside down outside the window. When he can't hold it anymore, his two little feet flutter. It made Uncle Liu very distressed.

When cooking in the evening, there was a lot of sparks in the stove. He buried two sweet potatoes in the red hot coals. They should be ripe by now.

His rough, calloused hands touched the little boy's face lovingly, trying to divert his attention: "Grandpa, go get some sweet potatoes for our little boy to eat, okay?"

"Yeah~" Good boy Facing down, he was still holding the small pillar with both hands. He was stuck and couldn't get out. He didn't forget the bite. He said, "Good boy, you must eat it!"

The sweet potato brought by Uncle Liu was very black. , the outside is full of fire ashes, but it will be clean after a few blows. Although it doesn't look very good, the sweet potatoes baked in this way are "fat, translucent, and sweet." When you peel off the soft and hot flesh, you will find that it is burnt on the outside and sweet and soft on the inside. It is soft, glutinous, and sweet when you take a bite.

Brother Zhao picked up the good boy and helped him relieve some of his strength.

At this moment, his whole body was lying in the air. Brother Zhao seemed to be the monk ringing the bell, and the good boy was the bell pestle.

Uncle Liu blew it cold, and like a father-in-law serving the prince, he thoughtfully brought it to the good boy's mouth, and the good boy ate it in small bites.

"Is it delicious?" Uncle Liu asked with a smile.

"Good time," the good boy smiled when he had something to eat: "It's sweet! Thank you, Grandpa Liu."

"Slow down," Uncle Liu liked his cuteness: "It's not hot yet. I'll give it to you if it's hot." You brag, my dear boy has suffered."

Fang Zichen: "..."

He didn't even know what to say.

It's all like this. Another person might not be able to bear it, but his son is so big-hearted.

It's also strange that he is easy to coax.

After finishing the meal, the area around Guaizi's mouth was completely black. He had eaten up a big sweet potato, and his belly was bulging.

After he finished eating, he seemed to remember the real thing, and the pain returned at the same time.

"Father." He called out with a cry.

Fang Zichen put his hands on his knees and squatted slightly: "What's wrong? Did you make it?"

"My dear boy, I have a headache!" said my dear boy.

Fang Zichen: "..."

It hurts your head.

Why didn't you cry out in pain when you first had something to eat?

Now that you've finished eating, you know it hurts.

But what should be comforted should be comforted.

Although Fang Zichen wanted to laugh a little at this moment.

He said: "It's okay, it will be fine soon."

Aunt Liu also said: "Our little boy is so good, he didn't even cry even when it hurts like this."

When the little boy heard this, it was incredible.

The tears in my eyes stopped immediately.

"Don't cry!" He said coaxingly: "A good boy is a brave man. Brave men are not afraid of pain. I don't feel any pain at all."

Fang Zichen almost started laughing.

"..." Brother Zhao was a little speechless. Fortunately, he was heartbroken to death, but in the end, his heartache was in vain.

Brother Zhou borrowed a small saw and saw it slowly for a while. When the incision was made, Fang Zichen felt that it was too slow and grabbed the small pillar. With a strong force, the small pillar broke with a click.

He was stunned for a moment.

Is it so easy to break?

If I had known this, why would I have borrowed a saw?

It was really a waste of time for his son to suffer.

When we came out of Liu's house, the sun had already set.

Fang Zichen hugged Guaizi, and Guaizi touched his head, and then stared at Fang Zichen.

The meaning there is self-evident.

His forehead was covered with sweat now. Fang Zichen sighed and kissed his head.

"Does it still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt the bird." The boy laughed.

Brother Zhao pinched his little cheek, turned to Fang Zichen and said, "Just spoil him. Next time he asks you to kiss his feet, will you kiss him or not?"

He could still see the road now. After coming out of Liu's house, Brother Zhao wanted to let his good boy walk on his own, but Fang Zichen insisted on holding him, saying that his son had suffered, and hugging him to warm his injured little heart.

But boys, how can they be so delicate!

He had told Fang Zichen several times before, asking him not to spoil his children so much, but Fang Zichen still talked back to him.

"Did I pamper him? No! Besides, you don't want me to pamper him, do you want me to abuse him? This can't be done. If I don't treat him better, I'm afraid he will bury me alive when I get old.

" The words left Brother Zhao speechless.

At this moment, Fang Zichen didn't reply, but just asked Guaizi: "Guaizi, do you love your father?"

Guaizi blinked his eyes: "Yes, Guaizi loves his father and daddy the most."

"Then when my father gets old, If you want to eat some meat, will you buy it for your father? "

" Yes." After he finished speaking, he pouted, "But I don't have that much money." "

Meat is very expensive.

He went shopping with his father, buying lots and lots of copper coins little by little.

He only has nine coins now.

Simo do it?

If he can't afford meat, his father will starve to death.

"It's okay," Fang Zichen raised his eyebrows, full of confidence in his good boy, and asked: "Then my father can't eat and can't move. What should my good boy do?"

[I will never leave my father to take care of him. My father feeds me and carries my father's feces and urine. ] Fang Zichen felt that Guaizi must have said that.

After all, that's what Guaizi said when he bought him buns before.

Before I was even older, I had such a high level of ideological awareness. Now that I am a few months older, and with his words and deeds, and his careful guidance, Guaizi is definitely even better.

As long as the good boy says this, he is filial, which proves that he loves him and does not spoil him.

snort.

Now let's see what Brother Zhao is trying to do.

Brother Zhao also knew his intention, and the two of them looked at Guaizi.

The good boy frowned and his face was wrinkled. His little mouth was pink, as if he had used a very moisturizing lipstick. It was watery, tender and smooth, like jelly.

Fang Zichen loved him to death.

He kissed the good boy twice. The old father's heart was full of expectation and confidence when he heard the good boy say loudly: "Then the good boy should have a feast."

Fang Zichen: "... "

Brother Zhao: "..."

Brother Zhao laughed unkindly when he saw that Fang Zichen looked so deeply shocked that his whole body seemed to be about to burst.

The old father's heart was broken into pieces.

Those words kept echoing in Fang Zichen's ears...

Eat the feast~

Eat the feast~

He just felt that he had made a mistake sincerely.

Unfilial son! Unfilial son!

Fang Zichen could hardly walk.

Brother Zhao smiled and asked: "Do you know what eating a meal is?"

"Xidao!" The boy was still holding Fang Zichen's neck and said: "Grandpa He, daddy, if you can't eat, Grandpa He will eat." It's time for dinner."

He said without any clue, but Brother Zhao understood.

He was talking about the affairs of He Da Leng's family.

Two months ago, He Da Leng's family just had a wedding. It was inconvenient to bring the children because they had to go there to help that day. Children and the elderly were not allowed to go to the village wedding because their yang energy was not as strong as that of young adults. It was easy to mess with dirty things, so he sent the good boy to Liu's house and asked Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu to help take care of him.

The good boy asked Aunt Liu where his father and father had gone, and Aunt Liu told him that they were going to have a feast.

"What is a feast?" asked the boy.

Aunt Liu thought about the children and was ignorant, so she made a random decision: "Just eat at the banquet. The elderly at home can't eat. If they can't move, relatives and friends will come to the house to eat. This is called eating at the banquet."

This is what the good boy said . Remember it firmly.

Fang Zichen breathed a sigh of relief.

This is not the first time.

But before, the obedient boy still wanted to serve him, carry his feces and urine, feed him, and bathe him. Now... the part of carrying feces and urine is gone, and he jumps directly to the part of eating. .

Sigh...

His teachings through words and deeds are not adequate!

It's all his fault. He was so busy making money that he forgot about his children's education.

I'll read "Night Talk Around the Fireplace" to him when I get back later.

He yells to go back, but Brother Zhao takes his time and is still laughing.

Oh shit!

Fang Zichen warned: "I've said it before, when I'm angry, don't smile playfully. If you smile, I will laugh. This will make me lose face."

Brother Zhao still couldn't help it: "That's not the case . Make me laugh, do you want me to cry?"

Fang Zichen choked, and suddenly licked his thin lips: "I do."

He leaned closer: "The way you cry under me is particularly strange. , I like it very much."

Brother Zhao: "..."

Chapter 97

At this hour, there was almost no one on the road, but Brother Zhao was still blushing by his provocative words.

He punched Fang Zichen, as if he was embarrassed, and said: "Why are you like this, still outside!"

"It's outside," Fang Zichen said hoarsely, leaning over: "If you laugh again, I will Drag you to the grove and make some sauce, and then make some sauce."

Brother Zhao: "..."

This man is really more Liu Lezi than Liu Lezi.

...

It turned out that the water in the pot had already boiled and was very hot. It was just right to delay it for such a period of time.

Brother Zhao still wanted to wash his hair, so he asked Fang Zichen to wash it for him. His hair was long and there was no hair dryer these days. He had to dry it after washing, which was troublesome.

Generally, if there are many people in the family, the food will be brought to the main room to eat after cooking. Fang Zichen only has three people in the family, so Brother Zhao puts the dining table directly in the kitchen.

There is a water tank in the left corner and firewood on the right. With the cupboards included, it is not very spacious. Moreover, children love to take baths and play. No matter how careful they are, some water will always splash out, so the good boy always washes in the yard.

At this moment, Fang Zichen had just fetched the water and brought it out, and the boy was already naked.

He was sitting upright on the wooden post, like a girl about to be married. When he saw Fang Zichen, he immediately smiled.

Fang Zichen had watched Brother Zhao wash the boy before, and he was imitating the cat and the tiger, and now he was washing the baby in a decent way.

While he was washing, he read to the good boy. Not only did he read it himself, he also asked the good boy to read along with him.

From the yard to the bed, everything I said all night centered on the central idea of ​​"filial piety comes first among all virtues".

As soon as the good boy understood it half-heartedly, Fang Zichen asked him to recite it, so he recited it. After reciting it, he was kissed, and he liked it.

The more chili sauce sells, the better.

Within a few days of selling the blood sausage, people began to imitate it, and now there were several stores selling it on West Street.

Chili sauce is different.

Those who were experienced and jealous bought a few cans with Brother Zhao and tried to 'decipher' the ingredients. But after looking and eating, they found that in addition to chili, garlic, salt, rapeseed oil, etc. Nothing more.

But they bought back the chili garlic and made it according to the recipe. The result was edible, but it just didn't have the spicy and spicy flavor that Brother Zhao sold, which became more and more addictive the more you ate it.

The taste is very different.

Brother Zhao put the star anise, cinnamon and Sichuan peppercorns in oil and fried them until fragrant, then fished them all out.

These things are used as medicine these days, and not every medicine can be used, so many people don't think about it.

Brother Zhao's business is good, but many people are jealous.

But no one dares to think wrongly.

What happened to Guaizi last time, Fang Zichen brought so many people here, all of them were aggressive and ferocious. Everyone saw it. Brother Zhao was in his room, who dared to move?

Hexi received the pumpkins and sent them to Fang Zichen one after another.

Brother Zhao asked him why he bought so many pumpkins, but Fang Zichen didn't elaborate. He just used them to make a lot of money.

Brother Zhao can now earn almost two taels of silver a day, but he is used to saving, and his life is still the same as before.

There were no pine needles for making fire at home. When I came back at noon, I didn't want to rest for a moment after eating. I carried a big backpack and walked up the mountain.

Afraid that Guaizi would be tired, Brother Zhao wanted him to stay at home, but Guaizi didn't want to.

"Good boy, please stay with daddy. Good boy will help. Good boy is the most annoying picking up pine cones."

His idea of ​​'I am the best at anything' really resembled Fang Zichen's.

"..." Brother Zhao took him there.

Pine leaves and pine cones are the best for igniting fire, but the bottom of the pine tree is full of pine leaves and it is very slippery to step on. The boy helped to pick up the pine cones, but he fell down after taking two steps. Brother Zhao asked him to be careful, and he said "Hmm" He made a sound, and just as he finished replying, he fell again, and now he rolled down the slope with a grunt.

Like a ball.

"Good boy..."

Brother Zhao hurriedly put down his backpack and went to look for it.

This place is safe, there is some grass down there, it's okay to roll down. Guaizi has rolled down several times before.

But...

Brother Zhao went to the bottom of the slope and found a good boy among the idiots.

"Daddy..."

The good boy was struggling and stretched out his hand towards him. At this moment, his head and clothes were all stuck to the crazy old lady.

The cocklebur is also called cocklebur, horsehead louse. There are hook-like hard thorns on the cocklebur bracts, which often adhere to livestock and human bodies.

Brother Zhao sighed helplessly and went over to take him out.

Every time he comes to pick up pine cones, the good boy has to suffer like this. Brother Zhao wastes most of his time helping him to pull out the pine cones. But the good boy is diligent and filial and says he will help him, but Brother Zhao doesn't do it. It's good to dampen his enthusiasm.

It's easy to pluck the hair out of clothes, but it hurts so much that my dear boy bursts into tears.

This thing sticks to the hair just like chewing gum. If you use force, it will pull the hair, which will hurt your son, but he can't pull it off without using force.

After pulling it off, the boy's hair became messy, as if he had been pecked by a chicken.

After all this fuss, it was already afternoon.

Although the pine leaves are not very heavy, Brother Zhao carries a lot of them. He packs a large backpack tightly and weighs eighty or ninety kilograms. Not counting this, Brother Zhao packs a lot more and is almost taller than a person.

When Fang Zichen came to find him, he saw him hunched over and walking hard down the mountain carrying a basket on his back.

Afraid of falling, he also found a wooden stick to use as a crutch. He walked hobblingly, like an old man.

Fang Zichen glanced twice, really afraid that his thin young husband would be crushed, so he took a few steps to help.

Brother Zhao was a little surprised when he saw him.

"Why did you come back so soon today?"

At this time, according to modern times, it was only four o'clock.

"I'll come back to get the household registration and documents." Fang Zichen hurried back from work before finishing work. When he got home, he found that there was no one at home, and the doors were locked. When he asked someone, someone said he saw Brother Zhao with his wife. He led Guaizi to the pine forest in the west mountain. He must have gone to pick up pine leaves, so he came over.

"Get household registration and documents?" Brother Zhao gasped and asked, "What do you want to do?"

"Take it to the Yamen to register. The child student examination will be held in mid-October." Fang Zichen said.

"Why so fast?" Brother Zhao frowned slightly: "Isn't it in February next year? Why is it so early?"

The children's examination can be divided into county examination, government examination and college examination, which is the beginning of the academic career. .

The first exam is the county exam.

County examinations are mostly held in February, presided over by the county magistrate, and usually consist of five examinations.

They are eight-legged essays, poems, classics, rhymes, and policy essays.

The provincial examination is held in April.

It is presided over by the prefect or the Zhili prefecture magistrate, and the Zhili Tongzhi presides over it.

Only scholars who have been admitted to the county examination can take the examination three times in a row.

The hospital examination is the highest level of children's examination.

It is hosted by Academic Affairs.

This meeting was almost four months in advance, so Brother Zhao was inevitably worried.

Fang Zichen had only read the book for three months, excluding the first month.

And I still watch it while working.

Brother Zhao asked him before how he was doing in studies, whether he would be too busy joining the trade union, and whether it would affect his studies. Fang Zichen always waved his hands and said it was okay, it was okay. He also said that he had read all the books he should read. He looked confident. The brother thought, let's do this first. When the New Year comes, he earns a lot of money. After the New Year, he will let Fang Zichen stay at home and study hard. He will take care of him. He will be fine now. He will go ahead of schedule. He is not prepared at all. No.

He seemed to be caught off guard and was in a panic. Fang Zichen looked amused.

"Okay, okay, you have to trust me, whether it's in advance or postponed, a real academic master doesn't need these useless things." He said in a loud voice, as if he was arrogant: "I Wen Quxing came down to earth, and it's just a child's test, but it's not easy to catch him."

"Then you want to go back to town later?" Brother Zhao asked.

"Go back, Lao Wang asked me to get the household registration first," Fang Zichen said with a bitter face: "But I have to find four villagers and a scholar to vouch for me."

Villagers are easy to find, but where can he find a scholar?

Buan Town is poor here.

It is difficult for poor people to produce scholars.

In the whole town, the scholar could count his slaps.

Those scholars who still want to take the entrance examination are very jealous of their reputation. I won't do this favor for him for no reason.

If something goes wrong with him along the way, the scholar who vouched for him will also suffer the same fate.

If you don't want to go to college and open a school by yourself, you won't be able to vouch for it as a student, so it's his turn.

He works as a cashier in Zuixiaolou and is considered half a 'businessman'. Every scholar who comes to the restaurant to eat will almost always look at him and Shopkeeper Yang with their nostrils.

Fang Zichen had no choice but to pay attention to them, and even made some "rude remarks" to them a few times, which made a scholar vomit blood and fainted on the spot. Therefore, so far, he has not recognized any of his "classmates".

Scholar, that is even more impossible.

Brother Zhao was anxious for him: "What should we do? We can ask the village chief for help, but we don't know any scholar."

Fang Zichen said, "I'll ask Lao Wang, he should know someone."

" "Okay!" There is no need to rush, but there is no point in thinking. Brother Zhao asked curiously: "Why is the imperial examination suddenly advanced?"

The imperial examination system in Daxia is strict.

The examination time is basically fixed.

For example, in modern times, the primary school entrance examination and the high school entrance examination are basically fixed in June, and the college entrance examination is unified on June 7th and 8th.

It's not a big deal. This kind of big event of "mobilizing the power of the whole country" and "numerous people" will not be changed easily.

But in the past few years, the border has been attacked by enemies one after another. The war has brought about waste of people and money, and the imperial treasury has been strained. The scientific examination in February was freezing cold, so the government had to provide carbon fires for the candidates in various examination rooms.

Ordinary charcoal fires are not resistant to burning and have a lot of smoke. Putting them in the examination room can easily affect candidates, so you must buy good ones.

A pound of high-grade charcoal fire cost several taels. Several pots had to be placed in one examination room and kept burning for several days. Adding in the food distributed, it was a considerable expense for the whole country.

Buan Town is poor and there are no dormitories in the examination room, so there is no need to provide quilts, which saves a lot.

But it's different elsewhere.

There is a gap between rich and poor everywhere.

These days, without any conditions, the natural wind blowing in the classroom is from the hall.

Under normal conditions, there can be two ceiling fans in the classroom.

If the conditions are better, the air conditioner is on 24 hours a day, keeping it warm in winter and cool in summer.

No one dares to tamper with exam materials.

In the past few years, fellow academicians who visited the prefecture were greedy for money, and the charcoal fire was inferior. The examination room was filled with smoke, which made people cough and couldn't open their eyes. The steamed buns distributed were thickened with coarse grains and became hard after being cold. , I couldn't bite it. It happened that Xuezheng's son returned to his hometown for reference. He fainted from hunger in the examination room. Xuezheng checked and played in front of the emperor in the early morning. The governor of Xunzhou immediately stepped down.

It's October in advance, and the weather is just right, neither too cold nor too hot. The candidates can write hard in a comfortable environment, and the court can save a huge sum of money. It can be said that it kills two birds with one stone.

As soon as Fang Zichen said it, Brother Zhao understood roughly.

After going home and getting the paperwork, Fang Zichen hurried back to town.

Chapter 98

: On the eaves of the backyard, Brother Zhao built a straw shed, and the firewood he usually chopped was neatly piled underneath.

He wouldn't put too many flammable things like pine leaves and pine cones in the kitchen. Too much would make things messy, sparks would fly out, and it would easily cause a fire.

He piled the pine leaves aside, went back to the kitchen, washed his hands, and scooped a ladle of water. He squatted down automatically like a conditioned reflex, and subconsciously shouted: "Good boy, come here and drink some water."

"... "..."

In the kitchen, the yard was quiet.

Where is the son? ? ?

Brother Zhao was stunned for a moment, his eyes suddenly darkened, and then he thought about it.

Son... His son seems to have been forgotten by him on the mountain.

His throat was so dry and burning that he was about to smoke, but he didn't even bother to drink water at this moment. He locked the door and ran directly to the pine forest in the west mountain.

Brother Zhao was panting, and as soon as he reached the foot of the mountain, he saw the boy trying hard to drag two pine branches back.

I had carried a backpack before, but it was a bit heavy because it contained too many pine leaves. The good boy walked slowly and the downhill road was difficult. It was inconvenient for Brother Zhao to wait for him and he couldn't carry him, so he told him to let him go on the mountain. Wait for him to carry the basket to the roadside, then come back and carry him down.

As a result, when we arrived at the foot of the mountain, we met Fang Zichen and heard what he said about the imperial examination. We all became anxious. We just went home to find Fang Zichen's household registration and documents, but we didn't remember the good boy.

Now I see Guaizi, his eyes twinkling a little.

While waiting for Brother Zhao, the good boy picked up some more pine cones. There was no place to put them, so he tucked the hem of his clothes into his pants. After picking up the pine cones, he threw them into his clothes until the front and back were full. I was so full of money that I sat down on the small stone to wait for Brother Zhao.

There were a lot of mosquitoes in the mountains, and there were many bites on his face and hands. Brother Zhao didn't come for a long time. The good boy called him daddy a few times, but no one answered. Then he stumbled toward the place with his little mouth pouting. Walk down the mountain.

When he was only a few months old, Brother Zhao began to carry him all over the mountains and fields to find wild vegetables, work in the fields, and go up the mountain to collect firewood. This state of affairs lasted until he was three years old. Now that he is older, and with his good memory, he is well-behaved. He knows everything.

He didn't feel scared even if he was alone. He walked halfway up the mountain and was used to collecting firewood in the past. When he saw the fallen pine branches, he still wanted to drag them back and use them as firewood.

When the good boy saw Brother Zhao, he smiled sweetly: "Dad, did you wait so long, Simo? The good boy has been waiting for a long time!"

There were many pine branches and twigs, it hadn't rained for several days, and the road was dry. After a while, it was dragged on the ground, and it was filled with dust.

The good boy was dressed in gray and looked a little dusty.

Brother Zhao felt terribly guilty.

How dare he tell the truth?

I'm even more embarrassed to say that he just forgot about him.

Having said that, I guess his son's heart will be broken.

He wiped off the sweat of the good boy, wiped his face clean, made an excuse, and said perfunctorily: "I'm too thirsty, I'll go home and drink some water first."

"Yeah!" The good boy was only three years old, Naoren estimated. It's not as big as a piglet, so it's easy to fool him. The basket that is taller than him will be very heavy when filled with pine leaves. He understands, because he tried to carry it before, but it didn't move. He carried it upstairs. He also fell down and almost crushed him to death.

It's so heavy, Daddy must be very tired.

With this thought in mind, Guaizi suddenly raised his head and said loudly and solemnly: "Dad, Guaizi will have two bowls of rice when he goes home tonight!"

The bowls at home are big, and he usually eats half a bowl plus a bowl of bone soup to make him full. He was burping, and now he wanted to eat two bowls. Brother Zhao couldn't help but find it funny and a little strange:

"Why do you have to eat two bowls? If you can't finish it, it will be wasted."

"Eat more, you will grow longer "High." Guaizi raised his hand and said, "I want to be as tall as my father." Brother

Zhao smiled slightly and asked, "Why should I be as tall as my father?"

Although I am a brother, he has not eaten well since he was a child, but his genes are engraved in his bones. At 1.76 meters tall, he is taller than the average brother, but he has a small frame and a thin body, so he looks short overall. Quite a bit.

But Fang Zichen is different. He is over 1.8 meters tall, with a straight and long legs. He has a bunch of waist, wide shoulders and narrow waist, which can give people a great visual impact.

"A man must be tall." Guaizi said seriously: "A short bird is not manly. A man must be strong, muscular, brave, and cool!"

Brother Zhao: "· "..."

Brother Zhao thought with his toes and knew that the nonsense things Guaizi said must have been taught by his husband.

Fang Zichen was surprisingly tall. He had never been out of the village before, and the tallest person he had ever seen was only 1.79 meters tall in Hexi.

People in the village don't have enough food to eat. They go hungry after a meal, and they work hard for many years, so they will inevitably grow shorter. But people in the town and even in the wealthy places outside Fangzhou, Zhaozhou, and Fucheng have little food. Well, if you dress warmly, you should be taller.

Now he sells things in the town every day. There are many passenger ships coming and going at the pier in Fu'an Town. Those people come from all over the world, so he has seen many people of all kinds. But to be honest, so far, he has never seen anyone with his husband. Generally high.

The good boy has such great ambitions, but he was born prematurely and has a weak foundation. Now he is three years old, and he is still as short as a two-year-old child. If he cannot be as tall as his husband in the future, he will be disappointed.

Brother Zhao sighed softly.

Fang Zichen stayed with Guaizi and always liked to teach him some messy things and told him random stories.

It is said that Snow White's stepmother was an old witch who specialized in eating children. She fed Snow White an overnight sour bun, and then Snow White died of diarrhea. She was buried in the forest, and seven children who specialized in tomb robbers were killed. The dwarf rescued him, and later met Prince Thumb. With the help of Prince Thumb, he met the Calabash Brothers. They teamed up to defeat the Balala Little Demon Fairy, followed the Black Cat Sheriff, and snatched back the snake from the deadbeat snake. Aladdin's magic lamp, and then a group of people flew to a small island on a blanket to help Ultraman defeat the monster Godzilla and save the world.

But when he told these stories to him before, it was obviously not like this.

Fang Zichen is very good at deceiving people with his mouth. Now when he comes back from work, the good boy is like a tail, clinging to him.

The two of them have been together for a long time, and Guaizi has learned a lot of things, both good and bad. But so far, I haven't learned much about the good stuff, but I've learned a lot about the wrong stuff.

Brother Zhao is worried.

But there is no way.

We can't help but let them be together.

The last time Guaizi disappointed Fang Zichen, Brother Zhao was worried that Fang Zichen would have a grudge against Guaizi. As a result, at night, when Guaizi fell asleep, Fang Zichen pinched his nose and cursed, "Damn kid, I've been hurting you for nothing." 'Then, when I woke up the next day, my beloved one screamed again.

Fang Zichen hurts the child so much that it hurts heaven.

I have to kiss Guaizi several times a day. He obviously loves to be clean, but I don't dislike Guaizi at all. I kiss his face, his nose, the back of his little hands, and his belly. He covers Guaizi's whole body, except for his two buttocks. Fang Zichen kissed all of his little penis and little feet.

He even let his boy sit on top of him when playing around.

No one in the village plays with his son like this.

But being unreliable is really unreliable.

Seeing that he was in a daze, the good boy gently tugged on his clothes: "Daddy..."

"Huh? What's wrong?"

"Good boy, you are a big bird. Good boy, I will help you with your work. If you don't let me Daddy is tired!"

Brother Zhao touched his head.

This is the only thing my son is gratified about right now.

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When Fang Zichen was rushing to town, he always felt like he had forgotten something on the way.

It wasn't until the Yamen that I suddenly remembered that when I went to find Brother Zhao, I didn't seem to see his soft and waxy son.

But he wasn't worried.

Brother Zhao, among other things, is very careful and will never lose the child.

At this time, a group of students were lined up outside the yamen, registering for the imperial examination.

Whether the imperial examination needs to be advanced in advance was decided by the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty after several court discussions in mid-September.

However, it was already half a month later when the news reached Fuan Town from Kyoto.

The news came suddenly, and many students were unprepared and were caught off guard. Even as they complained and complained, they did not forget to rush to the Yamen to "register and report".

The imperial examination will be held in a few days, so there is no time to delay.

At this moment, there were two lines of people lined up at the door of the Yamen.

The officers and soldiers responsible for registration and licensing are not very efficient.

There are so many words in the household registration document that it takes a long time to read.

There is a 'custom' in the village that when a child is born, his life is short, his soul is unstable, and he is easily attracted by dirty things, so he has to give him a cheap name.

As a result, the names on many people's household registrations are mostly the names of dogs or cows. Anyway, most of them are names of animals.

Later, when I got older and entered school, I changed my name. Some parents didn't know what was going on and didn't want it to be troublesome. In order to save some money, they didn't come to the Yamen to change the name.

Nowadays, many students' names on their household registrations are still called Ergou and Sangou.

This name was written on the answer sheet. When the examiner saw it, he probably lost the desire to change the question.

Someone reported his name, and that person spoke with a strong accent. The officer and soldier held up the brush and said in an impatient tone: "Is it hope or prosperity? You have to make it clear!"

The student continued talking and gesticulating for a long time.

In this team, Shenlong never saw its end. After waiting for almost eight minutes, it didn't move a step.

Fang Zichen couldn't wait impatiently and went straight in to find Lao Wang.

The officers and soldiers guarding the gate recognized him, greeted him, and let him in.

If there are people in the yamen, the matter will be easier to handle.

After eating the snacks provided by Lao Wang, Fang Zichen leisurely followed Lao Wang and completed the registration. He put away the household registration and documents. The two brothers looked like each other, put their hands on Lao Wang's shoulders, and asked him with a smile: "Lao Wang, what are you doing?" Do you recognize Xiucai? If you know him, please introduce him to me!"

As soon as he said this, Lao Wang glared at him: "How dare you say that?"

Fang Zichen was confused: "What's wrong with me?"

Lao Wang stayed in the Yamen . After such a long time, he was naturally familiar with the matter of being a scholar for the Tongsheng examination. He knew that Fang Zichen came from overseas, had no relatives and was alone. He worked hard every day. He knew many people, but most of them belonged to three religions and nine streams, so he wanted to help. He is looking for a scholar.

He didn't know many scholars, but Ji Xiucai from Anhe Academy had a better relationship with him.

As a result, two days ago, he asked someone to go out for tea and chatted for a long time. As soon as the topic got into the topic, Ji Xiucai rejected him and was a little angry.

Why?

When Lao Wang asked, he found out that Ji Xiucai's protégé, Hao Desheng, had just been beaten by Fang Zichen half a month ago.

Not only the beating, but Fang Zichen's reputation was also tarnished.

Fang Zichen felt a little unfair.

How can you blame him for this?

When he beats people, he also picks them out. Most people will not touch them unless they are mean or looking for a beating.

It's not like he came from a primitive society.

He is also caring and civilized.

As for Hao Desheng, I can't blame him at all.

Chapter 99

Hao Desheng is not very knowledgeable. He is highly valued by Ji Xiucai in the academy, and he is often followed by two or three losers.

His family came from the town and did some small business. The business was pretty good. Once his family was well off, he often came to Zuixiaolou to eat.

The private rooms upstairs are not too expensive, but every time Hao Desheng comes, he always likes to sit in the lobby on the first floor and talk loudly with a few classmates.

A common problem among scholars is that they speak in a literate manner and talk a lot. When ordinary people listen to it, they only half understand and half don't understand.

Seeing that they were wearing the uniforms of Anhe Academy, I knew that they were scholars, and since I couldn't understand what they said, I felt that what the other party said was profound, full of ink, and highly knowledgeable.

The guests respected them very much.

Nowadays, everything is of low quality, except reading.

Scholars, farmers, industry and commerce, merchants are the last.

No matter how rich they are, they still have to kneel down and kowtow when they meet an official. The highest level that one can climb to after working hard all his life is just a "rich man" with endless money in his hands, but he wants status but not position, he wants rights but not rights. If he doesn't recognize people, there is no one to protect him. The only thing he can do is to be pinched, poked and bullied.

Taking the imperial examination is the only way for ordinary people to enter the official career and squeeze into the circle of the powerful.

If you study well, if you are admitted to be a scholar or something like that, you will not have to kneel before an official, your business taxes will be reduced by half, and you will receive official silver and official rations from the government every month.

Although it's not much, it's decent enough to tell.

Ordinary people don't dare to provoke those who eat the country's food and take the country's money.

Literary literacy is always sought after.

Facing those admiring and admiring eyes, Hao Desheng obviously enjoyed himself, but he always showed a condescending and disdainful look.

He saw that Fang Zichen was very unhappy.

Fang Zichen himself didn't know the reason.

It is true that he has a short temper and a bad temper, but he is not the kind of person who likes to cause trouble everywhere.

In the past, all the guests who came to dine would be brothers to him. If he was willing, there would be a lot of people who wanted to be with him.

It was the first time Hao Desheng came to the restaurant to eat, and when he paid the bill, he gave Fang Zichen a slap in the face.

Fang Zichen settled the accounts and asked him to pay for the meal. He sneered, questioned Fang Zichen, and glanced at him sideways, showing as much contempt as he wanted.

Although he didn't say a word, his posture and expression seemed to have scolded Fang Zichen from head to toe, and even his eighteen generations of ancestors.

Young people have bad tempers and cannot manage their emotions well.

If Fang Zichen faced them, Shopkeeper Yang wouldn't worry about him suffering a loss, but this would be in a store with customers eating. He secretly tugged at Fang Zichen and asked him to be patient. After all, the other party was a guest and not to mess around.

Fang Zichen also held back.

As soon as they left, Shopkeeper Yang comforted him and said that that group of people was like that. He had also been treated in this way before he came.

He has been around for 20 to 30 years, and this is not the first time someone has looked at him.

The locals in Fu An Town might respect him a bit or two, but those who came out to play treated him like a dog when they met him.

If everyone cares about it, it will be impossible to care about it.

Besides, those who could look at him like that must be powerful and have an unusually high status, so they wouldn't dare to care about it.

The second time, Hao Desheng deliberately picked on Fang Zichen, waving his fan and said some unpleasant words to him.

When Fang Zichen thought his dog was barking, he didn't even say a word and tolerated it.

Seeing him like this, Hao Desheng didn't give in when he saw good things, but instead pushed even further.

Hao Desheng came for the third time and brought a group of people with him. Fang Zichen settled the accounts and reported the amount.

A short and thin student came forward, glanced at his calligraphy, shook his head and said: "Juan is thin and narrow, just like what a country woman in a boudoir has noted. A sage often says that the words are like the person they are, and the words are like the person they are. Mr. Fang, Tsk..."

He didn't finish his words, but he ended it just right.

This clearly shows that Fang Zichen is stingy.

Juan is thin and narrow.

It's about Fang Zichen's stingy writing style and the short spacing between characters, which means he is stingy.

This student didn't say anything directly, but he acted like a scholar, elegant, gentle and generous.

To put it bluntly, it would seem 'mean'.

Writing is a sacred matter. It doesn't matter how good the words are when writing, but at least the attitude must be correct. It's good for this person to be so fussy about it.

Everyone shook their heads.

The eyes he looked at Fang Zichen were accusatory.

This was written on scrap paper, and Fang Zichen wrote it more casually.

Moreover, in order to prepare for the imperial examination, although his handwriting was already good, he felt that there was still room for improvement, so he still needed to practice.

Paper is expensive, and a paper usually requires dozens or even hundreds of pieces of paper. Yang Mutao treated him well and let him use the ones in the store. Fang Zichen didn't know how to write the word polite, so he just pretended to say, "How can you be so embarrassed?" , agreed immediately.

Although it is a 'free' thing, Fang Zichen also uses it frugally.

He remembered Yang Mutao's favor and knew that every penny was hard-earned. Yang Mutao said he could use it as he wished, and he did not waste any extravagant money.

The virtues that the Chinese nation has inherited for thousands of years are now being called stingy.

What a bastard! !

He laughed and propped himself up on the desk. Because he was almost a head taller than the other person, when he looked at people, he felt a bit like he was looking down.

He lowered his eyes slightly and said, "Do you mean that boudoir girls and country women are all stingy?"

They spoke in a low voice, and all the guests in the hall looked over.

There were several girls among them, and their faces darkened when they heard this.

The student frowned. Although he meant it a little bit, the other party said it so carelessly, and it was just to attract hatred for him.

"Young Master Fang is illiterate, has no idea, and is incompetent in martial arts. I'm afraid I may have misunderstood you. I..."

"I don't know if all girls and women are like you said." Fang Zichen interrupted. After hearing his words, he smiled and said: "But your mother must be stingy."

Student: "..."

"Look at you, you have small eyes, a small nose, and a small mouth on the outside, but you can't see what's going on inside. , But I thought, the relationship comes from the heart, you must be a little sweet and a little shy." Fang Zichen's eyes fell on the other party's lower body, and he glanced at him very quickly, and said with unknown meaning:

"You should be a good person in every aspect . Xiao, your mother is really ignorant. She made you like this. This man is tall and has big eyes, which makes him look more majestic. He is short and thin, with soybean eyes, a chicken mouth, and a sinister eyebrow. It seems that you are both stingy and wretched."

Student: "..."

They are scholars who are quick to write things and talk back to others. It is really like 'a scholar meets a soldier, there is no way to explain the courtesy'.

What's more, the other party didn't pay attention, his stomach was empty, and he didn't respond quickly enough.

Shopkeeper Yang pursed his lips to give the other party face and was embarrassed to smile.

Wang Xiaojiu, Sun Dahu and others were standing not far away. After hearing this, they burst out laughing without giving any face.

Hao Desheng's face turned livid. The student wanted to say something else, but he stopped him.

He threw a broken piece of silver over, as if on purpose. The table was so big that anyone with poor eyesight could throw it accurately, but he seemed to have no strength and threw the silver on the ground.

"Oh, I'm so sorry. I made a mistake." Hao Desheng kicked it with his toes, and the silver was kicked to the edge of the table.

Fang Zichen glanced at him steadily, raised his eyebrows slightly, smiled suddenly, put down his pen, and came out from behind the table.

If this Zuixiao restaurant was opened by himself, he would have treated the table of dishes that Hao Desheng ordered just now as a dog feed, and there was really no need to pick up the money.

Although the third young master Fang was poor at the moment, he was not so poor that he would give up for three buckets of rice.

But he didn't open this Zui Xiaolou!

He is now an eight-to-five, dependent and cautious wage earner.

The wage earners have to take the interests of the company as their own responsibility.

He bent down, picked up the silver, and threw it back. The silver fell right on the table with a 'bang'.

Before he straightened up immediately, shopkeeper Yang saw him take off his shoes, jumped up and slapped Hao Desheng on the head with lightning speed.

Shopkeeper Yang: "·······"

There was a loud 'ba' sound.

The sound is still very crisp.

Shopkeeper Yang gave himself a headache when he heard this.

It was just a matter of three things. I gave in to the other party several times and gave him enough face. As a result, these people were ignorant and shameless. When they were itchy, they approached him for a beating. If he didn't take action, he would become that shrinking bastard. .

"Fuck" Fang Zichen looked at him coldly, and then slowly fired at the stunned people who were still in shock. His sullen mood was not relieved at all, and his voice was calm and magnetic, and every word he spoke made everyone's ears hurt: "I'm giving you face, right? I can recognize two words, and I feel like I'm awesome. Can you go to heaven or earth? "

Although Fang Zichen is sometimes unreliable, he can handle the irritability and the quintessence of the country firmly.

The shoes he is wearing now were specially made for him by Aunt Liu. She thought that because he walked back and forth every day, the soles of the shoes were thin and the road was uneven, which would cause pain to his feet, so she added several layers of soles to make them hard. very.

Originally he wanted to hit it with a brick, but after scanning around, he couldn't find any useful 'weapon', so he had to use his shoes.

Hao Desheng was unhappy with him and deliberately made things difficult for him. Naturally, he was also unhappy with him.

No one likes to be targeted out of nowhere.

"You, you dare to hit me?" Hao Desheng opened his eyes with a look of disbelief.

Fang Zichen: "What's wrong with beating you? There are millions or hundreds of millions of people in Daxia, but I just beat you. It's such an honor, don't be ignorant."

Everyone: "..."

After all, he has been a young master. , Fang Zichenhu's face was also quite majestic, and the others were suffocated by his intimidating aura, and for a moment they didn't know what to retort.

Hao Desheng was furious and his face turned red. He felt that the chirping voices in the hall were laughing at him. Fang Zichen hit him on the head with the sole of his shoe. It was no different from stepping on his face and rubbing it on the ground.

Hao Desheng threw his fan, raised his fist and hit Fang Zichen.

Fang Zichen stepped aside, grabbed his arm and threw him to the ground.

Hao Desheng was hit with stars in his eyes. Before he could recover, Fang Zichen rode up and punched him in the stomach.

"Ah..." Hao Desheng shouted, feeling that the opponent's fist seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, and his body was numb with pain. He wanted to fight back, but Fang Zichen dodged it.

"You... you... still haven't come to help..."

Chapter 100

When Hao Desheng shouted, the others reacted and rushed over immediately.

This is an opportunity for them to perform.

Ji Xiucai was very prestigious in Anhe Academy and only led the Jiazi class. Class Jiazi is full of people like Hao Desheng who are expected to win the exam.

He brought out several talented people, and he was only willing to lend his usual annotations to the students in Class Jiazi.

Although students in Class B like them are taught by Xiu Cai Lang, there are also thresholds and gaps between Xiu Cai and Xiu Cai.

Master Ji has been teaching for many years, so he is more experienced.

Moreover, he ranked ninth in the college examination that year, which shows his strength.

Why do they flatter and compliment Hao Desheng? Isn't it because they hope that he will get good things from Master Ji and leak a little bit to them.

At this moment, five or six people swarmed forward. Fang Zichen was not afraid at all, but Shopkeeper Yang was anxious.

He had never seen Fang Zichen fight, so he didn't know that this man was a tough guy when it came to fighting. The gangsters outside would have to stay away and be polite when they saw him.

Just as he was about to ask the waiters for help, Wang Xiaojiu, Sun Dahu and others had already rushed over.

They have the best relationship with Fang Zichen. In their own territory, how can they watch their eldest brother being beaten and remain indifferent.

"Don't fight in the store!"

"Brother Fang...Brother Fang...don't fight."

"Gentlemen, if you have something to say, please speak up and stop."

This will not only happen in the lobby on the first floor. Guests, even those on the second floor, came down to join in the fun.

The words coming out of Wang Xiaojiu and Sun Dahu's mouths sounded like they were here to break up a fight, but there were so many people that it was a mess. This group of people came to eat before, and their eyes were not their eyes and their mouths were not their mouths. The table had been wiped before. After it was clean, they had to let the waiters wipe it again in front of them.

If this is the case, it actually doesn't matter. It's just their job. But these scholars keep saying that they don't mean to embarrass them, but that people like them are the best at cheating. If you don't rub it in front of them, they always feel This table is not clean.

Everyone was unhappy after hearing this.

What does it mean that people like them are the best at cheating?

Who are they?

Damn, this is so disrespectful.

But no matter how aggrieved or annoyed they were, they didn't dare to take action easily.

They are not like Fang Zichen.

According to modern terms, Fang Zichen belongs to the kind of hard-to-find high-level technical talents hired by companies at high prices, and they are the ones who move bricks on construction sites.

High-level technical talents are hard to find, and not everyone can do the work they do.

But the job of serving dishes and wiping tables is different. Anyone with long arms and legs and sound limbs can do it.

If they attack the guests, they will be kicked out of Zuixiao Tower the next day.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, they said they were trying to stop the fight and pull people away, but Wang Xiaojiu, Sun Dahu and others specifically targeted those students.

Beating and shouting at the same time.

"Don't fight, don't fight, let's talk to each other if we have anything to say..."

It's like a joke.

Shopkeeper Yang was an old man and didn't dare to get involved, for fear of being punched or kicked and causing him to become paralyzed.

He could only shout helplessly from the side.

No one was willing to listen to him when they were addicted to beating him. It was Yang Mutao who was drinking tea with Yang Mingyi in the tea house. He was reported to them and hurried over. With a roar, this 'war' ended.

Those students were weak, weak, and polite. They were no match for those who were accustomed to doing the work.

They were all beaten with bruises and bruises on their noses and faces, their hair was messy, and their hospital uniforms that showed their identity were torn and torn, hanging on their bodies like rags.

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"You... just wait for me!" Hao Desheng was helped out of the door, and when he left, he said harsh words as if to save face.

"You idiot!" Fang Zichen cursed.

Hao Desheng looked like he was going back to bring in reinforcements.

But there were only a few people in Fu'an town that Fang Zichen was afraid of, with a population of 10,000.

Now he doesn't dare to mess with the county magistrate, the boss of Fu'an Town. If anyone else tries to mess with him, he will beat them up.

Hao Desheng was wearing a hospital uniform, with a cyan colored glaze embellished with the word "loyalty" engraved on it hanging around his waist. It had a shiny color and seemed to be of great value. Wherever he went, he was surrounded by people, as if He was a child of a powerful family, but Fang Zichen, an heir trained in all aspects by a real and authentic family, could roughly understand the weight of the other person at a glance.

To put it bluntly, the glazed embroidery is only eight or nine taels of silver.

It's okay to fool those who have never seen the world, but if you want to fool him, your moral character is not enough.

He had made inquiries and found out that the county magistrate had two sons. The eldest was fourteen years old and was said to be a sick child, and the younger was only ten years old.

As long as it's not from the county magistrate's house, he's afraid of a ball!

No matter what happens, the other party has something to do with the county magistrate, so if he fights, he will fight. At worst, he will take Brother Zhao and Er to smash the "Fugitive World".

Anyway, there were only three people in the family, and the dilapidated house they lived in didn't belong to him. When the time came, he packed up his bed and ran away overnight. In this era when the imperial examination was not developed in ancient times, and people were either walking or riding horses wherever they went, as if they were studying for scriptures. Who could find him?

If Hao Desheng had the ability to be wanted across the country, he would at worst go up the mountain, become a caveman, and become the ancestor of mankind.

If you don't leave me here, you will have my own place to stay.

With his ability, he can get away with anywhere.

Anyone who dares to mess with him will be beaten by him and let them come in vertically and go out horizontally.

Hao Desheng threw the money on the ground for him to pick up, which was a humiliation.

Han Xin could bear this crotch humiliation before he showed up.

Fang Zichen... was a little inferior to Han Xin and couldn't compare, but he wasn't easy to bully.

An eighteen-year-old boy didn't even know how to write the word "forbearance".

Hao Desheng consciously knew the two words, that's all. When he was the first in his grade and was hundreds of points ahead of the second place, he didn't look at people like this.

Some people are not good at studying and feel sleepy as soon as they start class, but they can be the number one scholar in 360 lines.

If this doesn't work, there is always something else that will work.

As a human being, you should not make fun of others by comparing your strengths with the weaknesses of others.

He has never looked down on or ridiculed the bad students.

Why should Hao Desheng look down on him?

Hao Desheng was scolded so unceremoniously in front of a large crowd. He was already seriously injured, but now he was vomiting and bleeding.

Fang Zichen was unscathed, and not a hair was out of place. Anyone who looked at him would not know that he had just experienced a bloody battle. He looked like a dignified young man drinking tea. The temperament has the temperament, and the appearance has the appearance.

People were coming and going on the street, and they were very curious when they saw Hao Desheng and a group of people crawling out of Zuixiao Tower.

However, everyone has compassion. Hao Desheng looked so miserable when he defeated a group of people, and he immediately frowned.

Fang Zichen pinched his waist, his voice was loud, and he scolded, "Damn it, look at you guys, you are all well-dressed and good-looking, but you are the ones who are the losers because you want to eat the King's meal."

Oh!

The way everyone looked at Hao Desheng and the group of people changed instantly.

I went to Zuixiaolou to eat Bawang Dinner. What kind of place is Zuixiaolou?

A plate of stir-fried vegetables costs hundreds of taels. For such a group of people, they probably have a lot to eat, so they must have several taels!

If I drink a little more, I won't be able to drink for less than ten or twenty taels.

With so much money, who can I beat if I don't beat you?

If you change to a street stall, it doesn't matter if you don't pay for the food. After all, you won't go much. The other person is a scholar and is useless now. You can treat each other with admiration after seeing each other for three days. Who knows how high the other person can climb in the future.

If you can avoid causing trouble, you won't cause trouble.

But Zuixiaolou was different. There was someone behind the boss's back. If he went there to eat the Overlord meal, it wouldn't be a big deal if he didn't get beaten to death.

Hao Desheng and his gang were so angry when they were pointed at, they opened their mouths to retort, saying that the other party collected the bill randomly, the food was not clean, the waiter was rude, and the gentleman who collected the bill was bullying others.

A lot of talk was made, but no one believed it.

Zuixiaolou has been open for decades, and there has never been any news of such a thing, nor has any customer been beaten.

Why don't people get beaten when they go in to eat, but you do?

That must be because they don't give money.

And he has a good reputation.

The waiter couldn't finish the leftovers in the store, so he sorted them into categories and put them at the back door for the beggars in town.

You wouldn't do that kind of thing.

The cause, process, and result of things are just like this.

Afterwards, Fang Zichen was called to the third floor by Yang Mutao, where he was disciplined behind closed doors.

Yang Mutao flexed his knuckles, knocked on the desk, and asked, "Why are you fighting?"

Fang Zichen put on an honest face, shook his head and hands, and said, "I don't know either!"

"... ···You don't know?" Yang Mutao almost laughed.

The parties involved in the fight didn't even know why they were fighting? Fooling who?

"I just don't know." Fang Zichen was very innocent and told lies with his eyes open: "He bullied me first, and then I told him, that's enough, or I'll beat you, but the guy said, you hit me, okay? You can hit me if you can. He asked me to hit him. Customers come first. I must satisfy this requirement!"

Yang Mutao: "..."

Yang Mutao's hands were itchy and his chest was heaving violently. Yang Mingyi raised his hand. He glanced at Fang Zichen, and when he saw that he was looking over, the other party smiled at him. He poured a cup of tea and handed it to Yang Mutao: "Dad, have some tea!"

Yang Mutao took a big gulp, and the feeling lingering in his chest I finally felt better.

"You brat, tell me the truth!"

Everyone in the store knew about this. Fang Zichen curled his lips and told him to be honest, stop being a monster, and explain everything clearly.

"Why did he target you deliberately?" Yang Mutao asked curiously.

What kind of temperament does Fang Zichen have? He is a Qinger.

No one in the store knew his details, but he had already investigated it.

This guy has a loud voice, but he has a great personality.

Unintentionally causing trouble.

"You ask me, who should I ask?" Fang Zichen wondered to himself, but same-sex repels and opposite-sex attract. In nature, male animals are always incompatible with each other.

"Is he jealous of me?" Fang Zichen said suddenly.

The author has something to say:

the early description may be a little slow, but the characters who appear in each chapter will play a vital role in the subsequent plot.

Like the Tiger Fighting Hero, Lao Wang, Hao Desheng, etc...

the climax part will unfold in the capital.

The male protagonist and the second male lead will also be separated because of the second male lead's parents and 'Bai Yueguang'.

In the early stage, the family is short-lived and the characters need to appear, so it will be a little slower.

He will rise in the later stage, and the plot will be faster!

Thank you all for your continued support.

Crab (=^▽^=)