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Chapter 161

Zhang Huaiwen was detained alone.

When the officers and soldiers rushed to Heyang Town to arrest him, he was resting. His hair and clothes were a little messy at that time, but the officers and soldiers had no scruples. Even if he was squatting in the latrine and had just finished pooping, they would still catch him.

This is the 'off season' for the prison cells. There are only a few people in a dozen cells, which is really a bit sluggish.

The most luxurious 'single room' in the innermost part of Zhang Huaiwen Pass.

Fu'an Town is not too wealthy, but it is still much better than Heyang Town.

Although Heyang Town is poor, the poor are too poor. There are many people who cannot afford two meals a day. The rich are extremely rich. Although the Zhang family is not a big spender, they can live in a six-bedroom apartment. He has a large house with many maids and servants, and his financial resources should not be underestimated.

The prisoners in the prison only had half a steamed bun with wild vegetables every day, which was enough to survive. In the past, after eating, in order to preserve their strength, everyone would lie down and be very quiet.

At this moment, there was a sudden commotion outside.

"Hey! Mr. Fang, what's the wind that brings you here today? Look, I haven't seen you for a few days. You look so handsome today!"

"Go, go, brother, how could you not be handsome?"

"Yesterday in court, I You look like you're about to die, why aren't you resting at home today?"

There was the sound of footsteps at the other end of the corridor.

Zhang Huaiwen thought it was Zhang Huaini who was coming, so he ran to the wooden fence, took a closer look, and his eyes couldn't help but shrink.

Fang Zichen is wearing a purple robe with golden lines on the sleeves and a jade belt around his waist. He has a majestic body and his hair is simply tied up. He has a dignified appearance and a handsome nose. Under his sword eyebrows, which are neither thick nor light, his narrow eyes are like gurgling spring water. The end is very graceful.

He came at a leisurely pace, stopped outside the cell, looked at Zhang Huaiwen, and said with a smile: "Are you Zhang Huaiwen?"

Zhang Huaiwen looked at him and said nothing.

He had met Fang Zichen before, but that time he was far away and didn't take a closer look, but with just such a quick glance, he was already surprised.

Brother Zhao married a man from the village, and Zhang Huaiwen particularly looked down upon him. He tried to please Brother Zhao, but Brother Zhao was unmoved. He didn't want to push too hard, so he invited Brother Zhao to have a chat. The aunt who came here helped with some kind words.

But the aunt later told him that Brother Zhao's husband was a good man and treated Brother Zhao very well. He couldn't fight with him, so she asked him to find someone else.

These words were a sure sign that he had no chance of winning when compared with others. Zhang Huaiwen was extremely unconvinced.

How outstanding can country people be?

He originally thought that Brother Zhao had never been out of the village, had a narrow vision and limited experience, but when he saw Fang Zichen, he felt inexplicably ashamed.

Not to mention his appearance, his temperament is far beyond his comparison.

Knowing that he had passed the county examination again and still ranked first, a feeling of jealousy welled up in his chest.

In the county examination that year, he only ranked second.

Why is this man, a country man?

To say what attracted him to Brother Zhao, he actually couldn't tell. If he had to say it, it should be his untainted eyes. When he looked at him, they were clear and simple. Just one glance made his heart feel like a deer. Collision.

Brother Zhao is not like those people in his room, his eyes are full of calculation and vanity.

He tried every means to get close to him, but Brother Zhao was unmoved by him. The more he couldn't get him, the more he felt itchy.

When Fang Zichen saw that he was silent, he sneered: "I heard that you want to pry into my corner." He glanced at Zhang Huaiwen up and down, his eyes unconcealed, and the disdain in his eyes was about to overflow. Zhang Huaiwen was holding on to the wooden fence, with blue veins on the back of his hands. rise.

"How does it feel to be in jail? Do you feel good?" Fang Zichen had just finished speaking and exclaimed again: "Oh, you have just been in jail for a long time! I'm afraid you haven't gotten the feeling of squatting yet. I asked this too early. Some, but don't worry. After you have squatted for a year and a half, you will get the feel of squatting. Then remember to find me and talk to me. After all, I want to save face, I am kind and generous, and I will sit in a prison cell. I'm afraid that such a shameful thing will never happen to me again."

Zhang Huaiwen: "..."

Fang Zichen chuckled: "I heard that you are married and have three concubines, right? Ah? There are so many of them, but they are not enough for you to sleep in. Are you being a bitch now that you are eating from the bowl? Do you still want to take some medicine? Money? Do you want me to burn some for you?"

Zhang Huaiwen: "..."

Fang Zichen looked at his chest rising and falling, and seemed to be very angry. He patted Zhang Huaiwen's face: "You love being a mistress so much. Do your parents know? Also, what qualifications do you think you have to compete with me for Brother Zhao? I can drive a tank with one hand, cook vegetables, boil eggs, drink water when I'm thirsty, and use chopsticks to eat. In addition to being a bitch and inciting others to do dirty things by taking a bath, what else can you do?"

Zhang Huaiwen clenched his fists and his joints crackled.

"Shut up." "Hey! Are you

angry?" Fang Zichen raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes, and looked at him coldly: "I controlled my temper and talked to you, but you became arrogant? Do you think I am easy to bully? ?" He grabbed Zhang Huaiwen's hair and slammed him against the wooden fence. The bang was so clear in the empty and damp prison that it even woke up the prisoners in the next cell.

The prison was boring, and now they all looked over at Fang Zichen as if watching a lively show.

A sharp pain hit, and Zhang Huaiwen realized what Fang Zichen had done to him. His eyes were blood red: "You, you dare to hit me?"

"What's wrong with hitting you?" Fang Zichen ignored Zhang Huaiwen's struggle, grabbed his hair, and said, He forced him to look at her: "I'm beating you. You dare to instruct someone to drug me. Are you tired of living and craving for dirt?"

With his appearance and condition, this kid didn't look in the mirror when he went out. ? You dare to pry into his corner.

What did he think?

Do you think that if you have a little money at home, he will have a chance? There are many wives and concubines at home, one of them sleeps a day, and the cycle is endless for a week. She also wants to hook up with Brother Zhao to become the king of the sea.

He glanced at Zhang Huaiwen. Zhang Huaiwen's hair was now messy, with some sticking to his face. His clothes were disheveled, and his facial features were ordinary, like dried beans all year round. That's it? ? ?

You dare to hook up with Brother Zhao, ah!

Only good-looking people can be called Sea Kings, while people like Zhang Huaiwen can probably only be called Sea Ghosts.

After leaving the yamen yesterday, he went to find Wang Xiaohu and asked him to help find out what kind of bad guy Zhang Huaiwen was.

Wang Xiaohu has been working in Zuixiaolou for several years. Guests come and go, and they are the most powerful people who wait on people's meals and pry out information.

When Wang Xiaohu heard this, he waved his hand and said, "What else do you want to ask about? He understands Zhang Huaiwen."

A native of Heyang Town, he was born as a boy in his 16th year.

He ranked second in the county examination and third in the government examination, and was known as the glory of Heyang Town.

Fang Zichen had indeed heard about this glory earlier. He heard from guests that he was a talented person, handsome in appearance and extraordinary in bearing.

But Fang Zichen never expected that Rongguang of Heyang Town would be such a bitch.

I'm afraid there aren't many people in Heyang Town!

His strength was astonishing. Zhang Huaiwen was like a chicken being held by the back of his neck. His struggle seemed so insignificant.

"Let me go," he glared at Fang Zichen fiercely: "When I get out, I will never let you go!"

Fang Zichen patted his chest: "Ouch! I'm so scared!"

Zhang Huaiwen: "... "

The prisoners didn't think it was a big deal and started laughing.

After Fang Zichen finished speaking, he pulled Zhang Huaiwen up again and hit him against the wooden fence. Zhang Huaiwen was seriously injured the first time, and this time he almost fainted from the pain.

Zhang Huaiwen had never suffered such humiliation since he was a child. He was so angry that his face turned red and his expression was almost distorted.

Seeing that Fang Zichen seemed to want to humiliate him, he said, "Do you know who my sister is?"

He hoped that moving out Zhang Huaini would make Fang Zichen have some scruples.

But Fang Zichen seemed to have taken the courage of a bear's heart and a leopard's courage. After hearing what he said, he did not restrain himself, but became even more arrogant.

Fang Zichen looked down upon him for using his daughter to please others.

Besides, she's just a concubine, so what's the big deal?

Even if Zhang Huaini is favored again, a concubine will always be a concubine. In the strict rules of Daxia, a concubine will never be on the stage.

Their status was slightly higher than that of maids. Fang Zichen heard that some children of wealthy families would give each other concubines as a gift, thinking it was a graceful thing.

There was a wealthy businessman in Fu'an Town. He heard that his family had many wives and concubines. After the business failed, he sold the concubines.

There is a saying that one would rather be a rich man's concubine than a poor one, but in the final analysis, when a concubine is young, she serves people with sex. If the mistress of the house is kinder, her life will be fine. If she meets someone with that kind of appearance If you are inhumane, your life will be miserable.

In his later years, when he is old and his appearance is declining, it is better to have a child by his side. Those who do not have children will most likely be sold.

But when I'm old, I can't do the work, and my appearance is gone, who will buy it?

Zhang Huaini was sacrificed to Magistrate Jiang by her family when she was eighteen years old. Magistrate Jiang was more than ten years older than him, and an old cow could only eat tender grass. If Zhang Huaini was forced, Fang Zichen would pity him, but this Huai Ni is obviously not a kind person. Stubble.

It is said that she gave birth to a little boy within two years of her marriage. When she was pregnant, the eleven-year-old child of Mrs. Gu, the wife of the wife, accidentally slipped and fell into the water while playing in the back garden. She died within two months. The nine-year-old concubine also died inexplicably.

Magistrate Jiang now only has two sons and one daughter, one of whom was born to Zhang Huaini, and the other to his maid.

When the news came out, no one seemed to think anything was wrong.

However, with Mrs. Yang's incident at the forefront and having watched so many palace dramas, Fang Zichen thought about it and felt that this matter had something to do with Zhang Huaini.

The dignified son of the magistrate's family is eleven years old, how could he still be playing?

Moreover, the small ponds used for planting flowers in the backyard are mostly shallow on both sides and deep in the middle. If the smaller one falls in, it is possible to drown. But the eleven-year-old child is about 1.23 meters tall at least. How can he still be drowned? die?

Besides, ordinary wealthy families have servants who are always waiting for them, so it's impossible for a dignified son of a county magistrate to not have one, right?

Chapter 162

Zhang Huaini didn't kill the maid's son. Fang Zichen felt that this man had some brains.

Otherwise, why are other people's children dead, but the one coming out of your belly is not dead? Doesn't this arouse suspicion?

If this vicious woman doesn't offend him, everyone can live in peace. If she offends him, she will face the county magistrate head-on. A mere county magistrate...

seems to be quite troublesome.

But losing people does not lose the formation.

Let's pretend this bitch first and then talk about it.

Fang Zichen sneered, as if he was possessed by a villain: "Who is your sister? Isn't she just a concubine." All people are born equal, whether they are slaves or maids, they should not be looked down upon. It is not that he looks down on concubines, but Zhang Huaiwen is obviously He regarded Zhang Huaini as a lifeline, and even went to jail, and even tried to scare him by moving out his sister. He was proud of Zhang Huaini, but Fang Zichen wanted to demote Zhang Huaini to be worthless and rub off his spirit.

Facing Zhang Huaiwen's angry expression, Fang Zichen folded his arms, leaned against the cell door, and said slowly and unhurriedly: "I think I must have said the wrong thing just now. In addition to being mean and drugged, you are also shameless. "

Zhang Huaiwen seemed to have swallowed two kilograms of explosives, and he almost went berserk, gnashing his teeth: "What are you talking about!"

"Isn't it true?" Scholars care about face most, Fang Zichen deliberately disparaged: "There is a man who is a concubine. Sister, are you so proud of your daughter? Is it worth keeping talking about it? If I were you, I would be so embarrassed that I would kill you, but you are so shameless. Ye Hou, he dares to go out and wander around. It's not enough to wander around in Heyang Town, but he also comes to Fu'an Town. This is the first time I have seen such a shameless person in the world."

A wave of heat rose from the soles of his feet, and Fang Zichen's words were harsh. Strangely, Zhang Huaiwen felt that every word and every sentence was like a slap in the face, one after another.

Zhang Huaiwen was embarrassed, ashamed, and angry. He tried to fight back, but his sharp words could not help Fang Zichen.

Before this man came, it was as if he had drunk pesticide, and his mouth was extremely venomous. If his words could be turned into sharp arrows, Zhang Huaiwen would have been pierced into a hedgehog by now.

Zhang Huaiwen was the legitimate son. Although the merchant family had no status, the Zhang family could barely claim to be wealthy.

Apart from his father, who in the Zhang family would not support him, spoil him and compliment him? After he was admitted to Tongsheng, everyone wanted to give him some face when he went out.

Having no worries about food and clothing, and being used to being flattered, he was suddenly devalued as worthless. With such a low profile, Zhang Huaiwen's throat itched and he vomited blood.

"Oops, what's going on?" Fang Zichen looked shocked: "You are so angry that I vomited blood! No way, no way! Just say a few words, you are really... ·····After all, they are both good and bad. You, hey, are neither good nor useful. What is the use of people like you living? "

Zhang Huaiwen's eyes are full of waste. He was red, bleeding from the side of his mouth, as if he was possessed, and his eyes were sinister and vicious. Fang Zichen was afraid that he would suddenly rush over and bite his throat. There was no rabies vaccine here, so he had to be careful.

He took two steps back and said harsh words: "If you want to wait for Zhang Huaini to come and save you, there is no way."

The two exchanged sweet words. There was a huge disparity in strength between the two sides. Zhang Huaiwen was defeated within two moves. After vomiting another mouthful of blood, Fang Zichen Then he walked away with his head held high.

When Lian Niang confessed Zhang Huaiwen to the court that day, she said that Zhang Huaiwen had induced her to do all of this, and that everything she did was planned by him.

Everyone almost believed it, because Lian Niang was seventeen years old and in the prime of her youth. Her appearance and family background were not impressive in places like Yuanzhou or Beijing, but in Fu'an Town, she was considered a top wealthy family and could not marry any man. There is really no need to resort to such means. Jia Yuan is a kind person, and good bamboo will produce good bamboo shoots. Moreover, Lian Niang is a housewife who never leaves the house and never steps forward. How can she know such dirty things.

Someone must have ordered it.

But Fang Zichen doesn't think so. There's no need for teaching when it comes to bad things. Good bamboos are the most likely to produce bad ones. If some women really use tricks, they can't teach themselves without a teacher.

At first Fang Zichen thought she was trying to shirk the truth, but after seeing Zhang Huaiwen, Fang Zichen believed most of it.

This man's eyes were really sinister and sinister.

He thought he was so bold that he could beat one or two of the monsters, but when Zhang Huaiwen looked at him like that, he couldn't help but tremble.

Zhang Huaiwen is really vicious.

It was Mrs. Zheng's birthday and it was crowded. If he couldn't control it that day, he had just taken off Lian Niang's pants with his front leg, and he suspected that Zhang Huaiwen would be able to lead people in with his back leg.

At that time, I am afraid that his face, dignity, and reputation will all be lost. Even if he is admitted to the Tongsheng Examination, he will be deprived of the opportunity to take the exam for life.

Two soldiers escorted him to the yamen gate: "Hey, are those your husband and son?"

Brother Zhao had sold out the hot sauce and was waiting outside the yamen gate with his boy in hand.

As soon as the good boy saw him coming out, he pounced on him.

"Father, hug, hug~"

Fang Zichen picked him up and walked towards him. Seeing Brother Zhao still looking into the yamen, the boss suddenly became unhappy: "What are you looking at? Do you still want to go in to see him?"

I heard this morning He said he was coming to 'see' Zhang Huaiwen, and Brother Zhao said he wanted to follow him.

He used to be addicted to selling hot sauce, and if he didn't sell it for a day, he would feel like he was feeling sick. Now he didn't want to sell the hot sauce anymore. He wanted to see that scumbag, and Fang Zichen lost his temper.

"What nonsense." He was grinning. Brother Zhao wanted to punch him, but raised his hand in the air. Seeing his carefully dressed appearance, he was reluctant to do it.

A man depends on his clothes, and a horse depends on its saddle. There is nothing wrong with this.

Fang Zichen was always handsome, but when he dressed up, he looked extremely coquettish. Brother Zhao couldn't think of how to describe him. His lack of vocabulary seemed to be inappropriate and inappropriate. After thinking about it, he felt like The sun in the sky.

Hot and dazzling.

People can't help but circle around him.

After he looked away, he couldn't help but look over again, his eyes straightened. Fang Zichen felt proud and began to drift away.

Hey, this damn beauty has fascinated Brother Zhao again.

All the chickens I bought before were eaten, and it wasn't just Fang Zichen who ate it alone. Most of the time, it was Brother Zhao and Guaizi who ate the meat and he drank the soup.

It is difficult to raise chickens. If you are not careful, they will either die of illness or be picked up by mice. Brother Zhao used to raise them carefully, but now he is busy and has no time, so he bought a few from several families in the village. Chickens weighing more than a kilogram are raised.

Guaizi can't do big things, but he can dig earthworms smoothly and gruntingly, just like a wild dog digs a hole. Earthworms are slippery and can dig fast, but no matter how fast they are, they can't be as fast as Guaizi.

Fang Zichen was secretly surprised when he saw the speed with which he caught earthworms.

I've been single for thirty years, so I'm afraid I won't be able to develop such hand speed.

No one he saw could escape his little hands.

The good boy almost became the number one natural enemy of earthworms in the village.

However, sometimes the wooden stick was not strong enough, which would also affect his speed in defeating the enemy. In the past, he could grab half of the bamboo tube with half a snap. Later, Fang Zichen went to the blacksmith shop and specially made a small hoe for him, which was better than fighting. The rice spoon is not much bigger.

With the little hoe, Guaizi is like a god, and he can often dig up a bamboo tube full of earthworms within a short time of going out.

Brother Zhao saw that he had dug too much and couldn't finish the chickens he just bought, so he went out and bought a few more.

Now the boy has to dig two small bamboo tubes of earthworms every day to feed the family's chickens.

As soon as he got home, he took two bamboo tubes and tied them around his neck. He also took his special little hoe and went out to get busy.

Fang Zichen looked at his back with worry, fearing that if things continued like this, the earthworms in the village would be destroyed by his son.

The soil by the river is moist and fertile, and the earthworms here are the most big. The boy is digging for earthworms with his butt sticking out. Two women come to wash clothes and chat with each other with a smile.

"Good boy, what are you doing?"

Good boy wiped his sweat and said, "Good boy is digging for insects." "

Take it back and feed it to the chickens?"

"Yeah! Give the chicken some water!" Good boy said seriously: "People If you can't do it, the bird will belch!"

The woman laughed. She used to think that this little kid was cute with a big head and dark eyes, but Brother Zhao was at Ma's house at that time, and the villagers didn't want to be with Ma's house. Since they were involved, they didn't pay much attention to Brother Zhao and Guaizi.

Brother Zhao is no longer in Ma's house now, Fang Zichen has fallen into the trap of Tongsheng again, and many people want to please him.

However, Fang Zichen didn't go out for a walk very often. Knowing that he loved Brother Zhao and his stepson, everyone changed their goals and fawned over Brother Zhao and Guaizi.

Their family is quite popular in the village, and everyone knows about Fang Zichen's traditional Chinese medicine.

Yesterday, Fang Zichen went to report to the official. Someone in the village came to see him. When he came back, he told everything he knew.

When they heard that the Jia family was going to pay Fang Zichen 300 taels in compensation, the people in the village became uneasy.

Three hundred taels!

It turned out to be three hundred taels!

If they don't eat or drink, they won't be able to earn this amount in their lifetime.

Even if Fang Zichen fails to pass the exam and cannot go up any higher, with these three hundred taels, he can buy two shops in the town and buy a few acres of land without doing any work and just wait until death. That's it.

As his stepson, Guaizi can be regarded as a second-generation ancestor. As long as he does not do evil in the future, he can just wait and inherit the family business in the future.

At this age, no one has calf height! I did it out of necessity before, but why now?

A woman hesitated and said, "Did your father ask you to dig?"

"No!" said the boy, "But he wanted to dig on his own!"

Seeing that he was sweating from digging, the woman asked: "Aren't you tired?" No one likes to work.

Especially for young children, playing is their favorite thing to do.

"Tired! But my father and dad are very busy. Dad has to read and work, and dad has to make a lot of money. They are more tired than the good boy." The good boy squeezed the hoe in his hand and said seriously: " My father said, "Guangxi is not a breadwinner. He is a good boy. He must be diligent, self-reliant, and be useful to the country. He must be a good boy and be diligent in digging insects. His father loves him, and so does his father.

" : "······"

Tongsheng's children are different from other people's children.

The children in the village are raised poorly. After they are two or three years old, they are allowed to roam around the village. After they are six or seven years old, they learn to do something.

It's okay for the little guys. They don't have to do many things. They just have to work in the fields when they grow up. But the girls and boys are different. They not only have to learn to wash and cook, but also hunt pigs. Grass, gathering firewood.

Liu Dali is one of the more sensible people in the village, but even though he is six years old, he is still jumping up and down like a monkey outside all day long!

There is no one like Guaizi who, at a young age, wants to work for the family.

The woman touched his head and said, "The good boy is so sensible!"

The good boy laughed without any shame and said, "Auntie is telling the truth again."

The woman said: "..."

Earthworms dig very quickly. It was full in no time. The good boy washed the hoe and carried it on his shoulder like an old man. Halfway through, he was stopped by Xiaofeng.

"Brother Xiaofeng~"

Guaizi was happy to see him. After all, Xiaofeng was his only friend before, except for Liuliu.

Even though Liu Dali and He Xiaodong now have a group of friends, Guaizi still misses Xiaofeng and wants to play with him most.

Xiaofeng was still dressed in tatters, and he seemed to have lost a lot of weight. He was as thin as a bamboo pole, his cheeks were severely sunken, and his neck and exposed arms were covered with scratches.

He pulled the boy aside and took out a Ganoderma lucidum from the grass.

Ganoderma lucidum was very small, only as big as a mushroom, and he wrapped it in two leaves.

The good boy has never seen it before: "Is this Simo?"

"Yes, it's Ganoderma lucidum." Xiaofeng said, "Take it, take it back, give it to Uncle Fang."

Xiaofeng heard what Liu Gouzi said about Fang Zichen. A mouthful.

"Brother Fang vomited blood in the Yamen, and his face was as white as pork rinds." Fang Zichen had no conflict with Liu Gouzi, but when he first came to Xiaohe Village, he was very poor. Now, only a few months later, he has become worthless. The skyrocketing price made Liu Gouzi feel very uncomfortable, and what he said didn't sound good.

"What's the point of paying so much money to the Jia family? I think he won't live for a few more days like this. This man! He is blessed, but it's all in vain if he doesn't live to enjoy it! After he dies, whoever marries Brother Zhao will be It will be comfortable for half my life. "

Brother Zhao treated Xiaofeng well and always secretly stuffed him with food. Fang Zichen also gave him two eggs. He always remembered that after finishing his work at home, he took advantage of Liu Gouzi's absence. Pay attention, go to the old doctor's house and ask Fang Zichen if this situation can be saved?

The old doctor was only half-assed in his medical skills and said that he should try to give him some food while he could still eat! Otherwise, I might not be able to eat even if I want to eat in the future. If I take more supplements, I might be able to survive for a few more days.

Xiaofeng pursed her lips and was silent for a while, asking the old doctor what he could eat to replenish his body. The old doctor said that ginseng, Ganoderma lucidum, dates, etc. were all good.

Xiaofeng kept it in mind and went into the mountain before dawn the next day.

The mountains were dangerous and few people set foot there. He searched for it for a day and was lucky enough to find one.

"Brother Xiaofeng, can you go to Guaizi's house to play?" Guaizi pulled him: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Guaizi. I miss you."

Xiaofeng shook his head and made an excuse: "I, I still want to go, Go chop wood."

Fang Zichen was shocked when the boy handed the Ganoderma lucidum to Fang Zichen. When he heard that it was sent by Xiaofeng, Fang Zichen was shocked again.

This Ganoderma lucidum grows deep in the mountains and old forests, and it is very dangerous there. Fang Zichen knew it well without anyone else telling him. I think back then, he was chased all over the mountain by a wild boar, and it took him all the strength of an ox and two tigers to get rid of it.

How big is Xiaofeng!

He ran away into the mountains alone. He asked the good boy, "I just met your brother Xiaofeng. Are his hands and feet still healthy?"

The good boy blinked his eyes: "Hey! Isn't Simo walking? His father, Simo, is stupid?"

Fang Zichen: "..."

Fang Zichen wanted to hit him.

The next day, the case was being heard at the Yamen. Before Fang Zichen could say a word, County Magistrate Jiang directly decided to close the case.

Chapter 163

On the day of the trial, Fang Zichen wiped some pot ashes under his eyes again, still looking sick.

Tong Sheng did not have any privileges and still had to kneel down when he saw the magistrate.

"Grandma, my lord, my lord~"

He spoke in two words, his voice was hoarse and a bit weak. He finally finished speaking, and then he coughed violently.

"Husband~" Brother Zhao supported him.

Fang Zichen called him in a low voice: "Brother Zhao..."

With this look, it was as if he was about to explain his funeral arrangements.

The people outside lamented that he was pitiful. When they saw Zhang Huaiwen being detained, some people could not control themselves and pouted at him.

Zhang Huaiwen didn't seem to feel anything at all. He looked at Brother Zhao with a wanton look, and then glanced at Fang Zichen, as if he was provoking.

Fang Zichen: "..."

How brave!

He was so angry that he vomited blood yesterday, and now he is so arrogant.

Do you think he is dead?

Hard, hard, fist hard.

He wanted to punch him twice in the eyes.

When the officers and soldiers saw Fang Zichen winking at him, they immediately kicked Zhang Huaiwen's kneecap.

He knelt down on the ground with a loud bang, which made the people outside feel pain when they heard it.

Mr. Wu stood in the crowd and looked at Fang Zichen and couldn't help but shake his head.

This guy really doesn't have the integrity of a scholar at all.

The previous one was obviously squealing and jumping around, but today he did it again.

"This is such a lie! After all, paper can't cover up the fire. Although he is old and thick-skinned, it is still embarrassing." Fang Zichen's 'gurgling teachings' to him couldn't help but come to mind.

Mr. Wu's face turned green with anger, what a damn boy.

Among the people gathered around outside, some of them had met in the village before. Fortunately, the place where wild vegetables were dug was remote and there were no people around. Otherwise, this kid would be so embarrassed that he would panic.

When Zhang Huaiwen and Lian Niang designed Fang Zichen, they never thought about failure.

Lian Niang wanted to be with Fang Zichen, become the scholar's wife, and enjoy glory and wealth, but Zhang Huaiwen wanted him to be ruined.

Once Fang Zichen had a relationship with Lian Niang, his reputation would be ruined if word of the affair spread.

People with reputational problems are prohibited from participating in scientific examinations.

Zhang Huaini was favored, and he was sure that no matter what happened, County Magistrate Jiang would protect him, so he did not cover up his actions too much. Once the officers and soldiers investigated, the whole incident was clear and the truth came out.

Looking at the testimony documents presented by his subordinates, Magistrate Jiang did not say a word. The people couldn't help but make a noise when they saw him like this.

"Quiet," County Magistrate Jiang saw Mr. Wu standing in the crowd. The head of the Zhang family and his family were looking towards him. He sighed and said, "Zhang Huaiwen, the girl from the Jia family is suing you, saying that Fang Tongsheng The drugging was at your command. Do you have anything to say? "

" Sir," Zhang Huaiwen kowtowed and said calmly, "This matter has nothing to do with the grassroots. The grassroots are really unjust."

Brother Zhao looked at it . He frowned, and suddenly felt a pain in his waist. Fang Zichen pinched him, covered his mouth and said, "Is he good-looking?"

Those who understand current affairs should be regarded as heroes.

Brother Zhao shook his head slightly and immediately whispered: "This man has a sharp mouth, monkey cheeks, sly eyebrows, and a deer head. He is really not half as good as your husband. My husband is the most beautiful."

The two of them acted as if there was no one around, and they formed a small world of their own in the public. Zhao Brother Zhao's blow made Fang Zichen feel comfortable all over. He asked: "Do you know what I admire most about you?"

Brother Zhao didn't know.

Seeing him shaking his head, Fang Zichen said: "I like you for being frank and honest..."

There was a "pop" sound, and Magistrate Jiang patted the gavel: "You are a scholar, you should be sensible. You are diligent and diligent, upright and righteous, but you ignored the law and actually did this to your colleagues. There are all the witnesses and physical evidence, so you cannot make excuses. According to the laws of Daxia, I will sentence you to pay Fang Tongsheng 300 taels in compensation and then send him to prison. When Shitou Town in Shazhou was renovated, Lian Niang served three years of hard labor. Is there any difference between you and me? "

Shazhou Shitou Town is close to the border. It has been invaded by barbarians all the year round, and there are constant disputes. The war has caused the people to live in dire straits. Many people have no choice but to leave Shitou Town. The town moved out.

Stone Town is a barren land, but it is rich in iron ore. The work is tiring and painful. Most of the criminals who did not die on the road to exile in the past years did not live long after arriving in the mines.

They either died of exhaustion or died in the war.

Zhang Huaiwen looked stunned and his pupils shrank suddenly: "No, no, brother-in-law, brother-in-law, you can't do this to me, I..."

"Come here, please escort them down for me."

The two officers and soldiers covered them . He blocked Zhang Huaiwen's mouth and dragged him down regardless of his struggle.

In the crowd, Mrs. Zhang rolled her eyes and fainted on the spot.

Fang Zichen looked even more stunned than Zhang Huaiwen.

What happened?

His victim didn't even say a word! Just flirted with Brother Zhao for a few words and it was over?

Why does this look like playing?

Can you please respect me?

Is it polite?

He was a little angry, and when he saw Magistrate Jiang leaving, he raised his middle finger at his back.

"Husband," Brother Zhao said, "Are we going back directly?"

"Yes!"

Zhang Huaini was playing with Jiang Feifei in the yard when someone hurried in.

"Madam, something serious has happened."

Zhang Huaini is just a concubine, and she cannot be called a wife. However, she is in charge of all matters in the house. Although she has not been corrected yet, it will be a matter of time. The people who serve her in the courtyard , I called her Madam early on.

"What happened in a panic?" Zhang Huaini asked.

The servant said: "Master Zhang sent someone to say that Master Zhang has been thrown into prison and will be exiled today."

Zhang Huaini stood up suddenly, in disbelief: "What did you say? Are you serious?"

"You don't dare to lie. "

That's impossible," Zhang Huaini said in a panic: "Where is the master?"

"I haven't come back from work yet." In the teahouse, Mr. Wu looked at Jiang Wenxu

and said, "You did a good job today."

If he dared to look at him, he felt ashamed and said: "The student has embarrassed the teacher."

He sent someone to inform Fang Zichen that the case would be tried the next day because he was feeling unwell and felt sorry for him and couldn't bear him running back and forth. But the fact is... ···

He knew that Zhang Huaini and Zhang Huaiwen had a deep relationship. If something happened to Zhang Huaiwen, Zhang Huaini would definitely collapse. When Lian Niang confessed Zhang Huaiwen, his first reaction was to keep Zhang Huaiwen.

Although Zhang Huaiwen made a mistake, no one was killed in the end. As long as he operated secretly, Zhang Huaiwen only had to suffer a little.

But Mr. Wu found him, looked at him for a long time, then sighed and said he was very disappointed in him.

He became a disciple of Mr. Wu when he was ten years old, and they got along with him day and night. Mr. Wu knew who he was.

"It's not easy to study in a poor family. Back then, you were from a poor family and had no place to study. I saw that you were smart and eager to learn, with good conduct and a sincere attitude, so I accepted you as a student. Now, do you still remember what you said when you became my teacher?"

Magistrate Jiang was silent for a long time: "Remember!"

He said at that time: I feel that I am no worse than anyone else, but I was born in a village and a humble family, so I was restricted everywhere, but he is no different from others. They should be equal, and if they want to distinguish between high and low, they should be based on their character. Those who are sneaky, ruthless, and unkind to their parents should be considered humble. Those who have noble character and are honest and upright should be considered noble.

Mr. Wu asked him why he wanted to study. What he said at that time was not very good. He only said that he wanted to honor his ancestors, find an official position, and serve the country and the people.

After much consideration, Mr. Wu accepted him as his disciple. From then on, Jiang Zhengxu got to know Wu Huifang.

Wu Huifang was gentle, kind, beautiful and generous. Jiang Zhengxu fell in love with her very quickly. However, the gap between the two families was too big, and he felt that he was not worthy of her. He only wanted to obtain fame in the future and then ask her to marry him.

He was nineteen years old at the time.

He pursued "building industry and establishing a business", but Jiang's father and mother, who were real villagers, only thought that he was not young. Although studying was important, it was time to start a family.

When he came back from Yuanzhou during the Chinese New Year, Mother Jiang said that she wanted to find a matchmaker to look at him and ask him what he liked.

Jiang Zhengxu used studying as an excuse, saying that he was now focused on his studies and had no time to think about his relationship with that woman. Moreover, he was not too old now, so the matter was not urgent for the time being.

"Don't be in a hurry. Why don't you be in a hurry? Look at the big cow and the little tiger. I'm the same age as you. I married a daughter-in-law the year before two years ago. Now both families have grandchildren. You still say there's no rush when the eldest is a bachelor. "

There is an elder brother above Jiang Zhengxu: "If you want to have a grandchild, then ask the elder brother to give birth to you!"

The elder brother Jiang married a younger brother. They have been married for four years and still have no results.

There are three kinds of unfilial piety, the worst is not having an heir. If he were from another family, he would probably divorce his wife and marry another.

Mother Jiang knew that it was difficult for her brother to have children. Their family was poor and they had to support the second son in studying. The girl's family was unable to marry him, so she married a brother to the eldest son.

This guy is also a good and hard-working guy. When he comes to the house, he does all the dirty work and works hard without complaining.

Before, Jiang's mother went to a doctor to see him. The doctor said that it would be difficult for him to get pregnant, and it would be even more difficult if he was overworked all year round.

When Jiang's mother and Jiang's father heard this, they felt ashamed that they had the nerve to urge her, or even say things like divorce and marriage.

Jiang Zhengxu didn't want to get married. He only wanted to marry a well-educated and sensible girl for them in the future.

Mother Jiang still disagreed.

When marrying a wife, you must pay attention to the right family. Marrying a capable and quick-footed person is the right thing. What's the use of marrying a young lady who doesn't know how to wash, cook, or sweep the floor and feed pigs?

Even though Jiang Zhengxu disagreed, Jiang's mother still hired a matchmaker.

After looking at each other, Mother Jiang finally settled on the girl from the Gu family in the next village.

Jiang Zhengxu knew about this. The day before the wedding, Jiang's mother lured him back because he was feeling unwell. He wanted to cancel the marriage. Jiang's mother said, "You are fine with breaking off the engagement at this juncture. But, girl." How will we deal with our family in the future? How can you live with dignity? If you break off the engagement today, she can jump into the river tomorrow.

Jiang Zhengxu had no choice but to agree.

After marrying Gu Daya and consummating the marriage, Jiang Zhengxu left the next day. He stayed away for three years, as if he resented Chiang's mother for making decisions and forcing her, and he never went back during the holidays. It wasn't until he passed the imperial examination and Wu Huifang got married that he returned to Xingling Village.

Chapter 164

Daxia has a law that officials are not allowed to serve in the place of residence, so he was transferred to Huanhe Town as the county magistrate.

Huanhe Town was two states and counties away from Xingling Village. When he sent a letter home, he didn't mention Gu Daya at all. He just asked Brother Jiang to take his parents there. However, Jiang's father and mother had worked hard for most of their lives and were already old. He was tall, his body was too heavy, and he could not bear the fatigue of travelling. In addition, it was difficult to leave his homeland. He was afraid that once he left, it would be difficult to return, so he did not agree.

Jiang's father and mother asked him to take Gu Daya over. After all, they were husband and wife, and they were considered to be one body. How could they separate the two places? Jiang Zhengxu wrote back and said that he was ordered to be away from home and could not fulfill his filial piety in front of his parents. Gu Daya Since Da Ya was his wife, he refused on the grounds that she would do the work for him.

Until the death of Jiang's father and mother, Jiang sent someone to bring a letter to Jiang Zhengxu, saying that he should come back or send someone back to take Gu Daya over.

...

That day Wu Laodao said: "I know how you feel about Huiniang. I used to think about getting you two together, but it's a pity that you two are destined to be together. You are already married and she is already married. Now it's even more difficult for you... "Forget her!"

"Teacher..."

"It's normal for men to have three wives and four concubines. I have no objection to the matter between you and Zhang Huaini, but this girl is not what she shows. I don't see her as a kind person, and I still feel that she has something to do with Xiao Xiao's death. "Xiao Xiao is Gu Daya's son. Wu Laotong has met him a few times, and he is a bit tough-looking. The child is very cheerful and always smiles when meeting people.

He said: "There are some things I shouldn't have said. I feel that you are an adult and you should understand some things. But after so many years, I think you are not sober. Doting on concubines and destroying wives has been wrong since ancient times. In ancient times, Daya and you We were a young couple. When you were studying abroad, she kept the house for you, served your parents, and helped you learn to work in the fields. You had done all the hard work when you were young, so you must have known that she did her duty to you, but you did. What about her? She is your wife, but you let Zhang Huaini be in charge of the middle office. I once asked you why you are like this. You used the excuse that she is a country woman, does not know etiquette, and does not understand accounting. You are ruthless to her. , but you should give her the dignity she deserves."

Gu Daya is the main wife, but the control of the family is usurped by a concubine. This is no different from slapping Gu Daya in the face.

Mr. Wu: "You told me before that Zhang Huaini looks like Huiniang between her eyebrows. I didn't feel that, but even if she does, she is not Huiniang after all. Huiniang has a pure heart, Zhang Huaini... she You are too greedy, your ambition is written all over your face, and everyone can see it clearly, except you."

Jiang Zhengxu's eyes trembled and he was silent for a long time.

He remembered that when he took Zhang Huaini to Wu's house during the holidays in previous years, Mrs. Wu looked at him with disapproval.

Mrs. Wu and Mrs. Wu only greeted him and did not even look at Zhang Huaini.

Zhang Huaini complained to him aggrievedly. He only thought that Mrs. Wu looked down on a concubine. Now that he thought about it, it was not that he looked down on the concubine, but Zhang Huaini.

"I know you want to help him." Mr. Wu took a sip of tea and ignored the embarrassment on his face: "But this Huai Wen is really vicious. Mr. Fang has no enmity or enmity with him. He is already like this. He will do whatever he wants. Second, if this kind of person is retained and enters the officialdom in the future, he may become a cancer and harm the people."

What he said next seemed to be a pun.

Jiang Zhengxu knew that he was beating himself up.

Today he can protect a concubine, but what about tomorrow? Is it possible to know evil and not punish it?

He was able to be transferred from Heyang Town to Fu'an Town only because of Mr. Wu's help. Mr. Wu could move him up and push him back.

Jiang Zhengxu suddenly asked: "Why did the teacher help Fang Zichen?"

Mr. Wu replied: "He had a life-saving grace for me."

"It turns out that he saved you, teacher, last time!" Jiang Zhengxu said.

"It's not just that." Mr. Wu looked at him and said directly: "That boy wrote a letter to Brother Yi, saying..." At this point, Mr. Wu paused.

-Brother Yi, something happened to you, Brother Fang, and me. Someone coveted my beauty and drugged me. But your brother Fang is upright and kind, respects the elderly and loves the young, is handsome and unrestrained. With the blessing of God, he finally turned the danger into safety. There is not enough danger and bitterness in it. For the Tao. You have known me for several months, and you should know that I hate evil very much. As soon as I recovered, I wanted to bring that evil person to justice. However, the identity of this person is mysterious and confusing, but the sky net is sparse and not leaking. Through my unremitting efforts and in-depth investigation, and after several twists and turns, the suspect was finally identified. This suspect is the old and immortal daughter of Jia Yuanwai. I want to report it to the official and seek justice, but the Jia family is powerful. Our county magistrate heard that he is already 40 this year. Three, I'm afraid that when he gets old, his mind will not be clear, he will be bribed, and he will protect criminals. So, you go talk to your grandpa and ask him to help me. I will be grateful if everything works out. "

Fang Zichen was boasting at every opportunity.

Brother Xinyi read it and sent it to Mr. Wu intact.

Mr. Wu took a look at the letter and felt that he had lived a lot of years here. He was experienced and well-informed. , I have seen everyone, but... I have never seen such a shameless person.

When it comes to Jiang Zhengxu, Wu Lao said that

he originally thought that Fang Zichen was unnecessary . He brought it out with his own hands. Although he liked to pretend to be confused about some things, he was still honest and upright as an official.

But Fang Zichen had already sent a letter, so he had to go and say thank you. When he arrived in Fu'an Town, he knew. When this matter involved Zhang Huaiwen, he knew he was going to suffer, but he still trusted Jiang Zhengxu in his heart. It wasn't until he announced that he would recess for the day that Mr. Wu became disappointed with him.

Eat while it's hot, and handle the case as early as possible . Waiting for the Zhang family to take action, all the witnesses and evidence were gone in an instant

... Brother Zhao had collected a batch of chili peppers in the village, and Fang Zichen had been busy for four days and was able to make more than 600 kilograms

of hot sauce.

The weather is starting to get cold.

After finishing the hot sauce business, I finally want to open a shop.

When I was selling hot sauce, I told my customers that he would no longer sell hot sauce here. He rented a shop at the end of the street. It was opened that day.

So when the guests came, they smelled something from a distance. Brother

Zhao had a stove at the door with a large frying pan on it.

of what?

"I'm frying pumpkin pie. "

"No more hot sauce? " "

"It's also for sale.

"Is this pumpkin pie delicious? " "This customer likes spicy food very much. When he didn't eat hot sauce before, he would eat eight or nine chili peppers every time. However, if the chili peppers are eaten alone, they are not fragrant. The chili sauce made by Brother Zhao won his heart, and he can cook the chili peppers well. It smells so good, this guy's craftsmanship must be good, and he immediately said: "Give me a taste. "

"good. "Brother Zhao wrapped one in oil paper and gave it to him.

The pumpkin was mixed with glutinous rice flour, sugar, and sesame seeds. It was fried in hot oil. The outer layer was crispy and golden. It was full of fragrance after one bite. It was delicious.

Guests His eyes lit up, and he devoured it hungrily, ignoring the heat, finishing it in two or three bites,

"One more.

He ate eight in a row, and when he saw a row of yellow pancakes on the cutting board next to him, he said, "What are these? "

Brother Zhao replied: "Pumpkin sushi. " "

Guest:"Give me one.

Brother Zhao couldn't help but look at his belly: "...Okay. "

"Well, it tastes good! " One more.

The guest ate three more in a row before he was full and coughed: "Bring me a bottle of hot sauce. How much does it cost in total? " "

Pumpkin pie costs three cents, and pumpkin sushi costs four cents.

One hundred and thirty-six articles in total.

The guest readily gave the money and walked away.

Brother Zhao couldn't help but pursed his lips while holding the silver in his hands.

The pumpkin pie he made was very small, no bigger than an egg, and the pumpkin sushi was about the size of a steamed bun. He thought it would be difficult to sell, because in his opinion, buying a pumpkin pie that cost three pennies would be better than adding another cent and buying two. Steamed buns are full of meat.

The guest just ate several in a row. Everyone saw it and gathered around him: "What are those small pancakes that the unshaven brother just ate? Give me two."

"I want one."

·······

Brother Zhao was so busy that he had to turn pumpkin cakes, pack them for customers, and collect cash. He was a little confused, so he could only call the good boy out to help collect the bill.

Fang Zichen is also in the backyard, but in the eyes of everyone, he is a person who relies on medicine to survive. Once the medicine is stopped, he has to eat the next day. How can Brother Zhao call him.

A customer had just finished buying pumpkin cakes when a voice came out of thin air: "Grandma, it's nine cents in total."

The old woman looked for her voice and saw no one there. She was so shocked that she almost dropped the cake in her hand.

The chopping board is high and the boy is short. Standing in the shop, no one outside saw him at all. Brother Zhao could only carry him to the stool and stuff a jar into him.

They sell pumpkin pancakes in the morning and roast duck at noon.

The store was crowded.

He made eight roast ducks. The ducks had a fishy smell and were hairy and difficult to clean. Most of the people loved chicken. He originally planned to sell them all day long, but they were all sold out at noon.

Brother Zhao had never thought that business could be so prosperous. He had been busy all morning and his head was covered with sweat. As soon as the door was closed, he held the jar with the silver in his arms and led the boy to the backyard eagerly.

Fang Zichen is cooking pumpkin.

The pumpkin is peeled and boiled for a long time before being mashed and crushed.

"Husband." Brother Zhao looked excited.

Fang Zichen blinked and asked tentatively: "Sold out?"

"Yeah!" Brother Zhao poured the silver in the jar onto the table, making a loud noise for a while.

Like a good little money fan, he lay on the edge of the table, his eyes flashing with gold: "So much money! Get rich! Get rich!"

"I lost it~" Fang Zichen couldn't help himself.

The three of them leaned together and counted for a moment. There were more than four taels of silver in total.

Although it doesn't sound like much, having made so much in just one lunch, Brother Zhao still feels like he's in a dream, without any sense of reality.

However, the ingredients used to make pumpkin cake are also expensive. Glutinous rice flour, rapeseed oil and sugar are not cheap. They cost more than four taels. After the cost, there should be more than three taels left.

Pumpkin cake is a new food. Everyone eats it freshly and gets tired of it within a few days. Fang Zichen has considered this issue, so Hexi asked him at the beginning that the pumpkins in the village had been harvested and there were still some in Xiaorong Village. Should he go there? When it came time to accept it, Fang Zichen refused.

There are only a few people in the family, and although the money is easy to make, it is really tiring.

Fang Zichen was so busy in the backyard that he didn't even have time to fart. The good boy helped collect the cash. Although he didn't move much, it was a brain-consuming task. After counting the money, the good boy went to the water tank to scoop out a ladle of water. After drinking it, he consciously went to the stove to watch the fire.

Fang Zichen always felt that he was using child labor, and suddenly felt inexplicably guilty.

Brother Zhao didn't take any rest either. He was so motivated that he went to pound pumpkins again.

Fang Zichen wanted to tell him to take a rest, but there was really no way. He was too busy. Now that he was here, Brother Zhao had a helper. When he went to work, Brother Zhao might be so busy that his feet were smoking.

Brother Zhao obviously thought about it. When he went to bed at night, he said, "How about I call Brother Zhou to come and help me! Do you think it's okay to calculate the wages for him?" "

Then who will deliver the food?"

"You can ask Liu "Uncle delivers!"

Delivering vegetables comes and goes. If you walk quickly, it won't waste much time. It just takes a little longer to pick vegetables in the morning, but Aunt Liu can do this.

"Okay." Fang Zichen said, "I still have a few days off. I'll go to the store to work these days!"

Brother Zhao thought of the finger-thick pumpkin skin in the backyard and hesitated.

Fang Zichen had done some work. Even though he was busy in the backyard for most of the day, he only peeled sixteen pumpkins.

He peeled the four kilograms of pumpkin, and only two kilograms were left. He didn't know pumpkins were so profitable before, so Brother Zhao didn't care, but now he couldn't bear to see him squandering money like this anymore.

He didn't say a word, just looked at Fang Zichen quietly, and Fang Zichen was looked at by him.

Chapter 165

Pumpkin cake and roast duck sold better than expected.

People in the town don't have much money, but they do have small money. People in the village only care about food that can fill their stomachs, but what they pursue is just whether it tastes good or not.

Well, I would be willing to spend thousands of gold on it.

Pumpkin cake is a bit sweet and soft. It is especially liked by the elderly and children. It is often eaten as pastries and snacks.

As soon as the doors opened that day, Mr. Wu came over, saying that he was going back to Yuanzhou and came to say goodbye to them. By the way, he asked Fang Zichen, are you serious about not going to Qinghe Academy?

Fang Zichen thought for a while: "I still want to go, but I heard that the academy is very bad. The tuition and miscellaneous fees for a year cost thirty taels."

Mr. Wu's eyebrows beat faintly: "Are you short of the thirty taels?"

"No. ," Fang Zichen said honestly: "But if there is no shortage, it doesn't mean that I am willing to be cheated. Let's go and investigate after I pass the exam!"

These words made Qinghe Academy look like a black shop. Mr. Wu was very angry. Zhao The brother quickly poured him a bowl of water and brought some pumpkin cakes over.

Mr. Wu ate two and showed no expression: "Brother Zhao, pack some for me to eat on the road! Wrap one of the roast ducks for me too."

He wanted to give money, but Brother Zhao declined and said he didn't want it.

Mr. Wu took it back again.

As soon as he left, Magistrate Jiang came on the back.

He looked around the store: "The teacher is gone?"

Fang Zichen was confused: "Who is it? Do you mean Old Man Wu?"

The first time he heard someone call Mr. Wu this way, County Magistrate Jiang was stunned: " Well!"

Fang Zichen said, "I've left early. I'll probably be at the Naihe Bridge by now."

In front of outsiders, I should save my husband's face, but Brother Zhao hit him reflexively. With a bald mouth, he said: "What are you talking about? Be careful, I'll beat you!"

Fang Zichen glared at him bitterly and ran to the backyard unhappy.

Seeing that Magistrate Jiang was dumbfounded, Brother Zhao reacted and said cautiously, "What's the matter with Magistrate?"

"Uh~" Magistrate Jiang pointed to the backyard: "I'll come and find you. Fang Tongsheng."

When he entered the backyard, Fang Zichen was pounding pumpkins, and Brother Zhou was beside him, holding a pumpkin and peeling it.

He moves quickly and works diligently. Brother Zhao went to see him last time and told him that there was a job in the shop. He asked him if he could do it and paid him the kind of job.

Brother Zhou knew that he was going to open a store. Fang Zichen didn't have any relatives, and he didn't invite anyone on the day he opened the store. Apart from the Liu family and the village chief, there were only Yang Mutao and Yang Mingyi, as well as a few clerks in the store. The table was set, gifts were given, meals were had, and after some fun, everyone left.

The people in the village are very timid and have a fixed mindset. They always feel that it is easy to lose money by opening a shop in the town, and the more serious thing is to dig food in the fields.

In the early years, the boy from the patriarch's family was a loner and went to town to open a pink shop. However, it closed down within two months and came back dejected.

It's not that the business is not good, it's just that after just a few days of business, he was suppressed by his peers. The other party was from the town. After investigation, he found out that he was from the village and had no background, so he hired a few gangsters to go to his store to cause trouble. .

After two months, he found that the money he earned was not enough to pay the rent. He had no choice but to close the shop and come back and start farming honestly.

After that, people in the village began to make sarcastic remarks. If there was trouble in the town, everyone would run to the town. There would be no one left at home to dig dirt. Who knows that farm work is tiring.

Knowing that Brother Zhao rented a shop, Brother Zhou and Aunt Liu were quite worried.

Brother Zhou had asked Brother Zhao before and knew that he wanted to sell pumpkin cakes and roast duck, but he had never heard of either of these. He didn't know whether the business in Zhao's shop was good. The rent of the shop was expensive, and if the business was not good, then He had to pay money, so he just said that he could help, but he didn't want the wages.

"The store is very busy. If you don't want wages, then I will find someone else." Brother Zhao said.

In this way, Brother Zhou has no choice but to come.

He knew that Brother Zhao wanted to take care of him and wanted to be more diligent after starting work.

After coming here for a few days, the business in the store was beyond his imagination. There was always a long queue at the door. Pumpkin pancakes are not easy to cook. Brother Zhao often got up in the middle of the night and fried them in advance. Now he would fry them until they were almost done, waiting for the customers to come. , put it on the pan to heat for a while, and it will be fully cooked when it is heated through.

There were still chickens, sheep and dogs to feed at home, and they couldn't live without people. Zhao Geer had no choice but to let Fang Zichen take the children back at night and live in the town by himself.

Chickens are easy to feed, just pull two leaves and throw them into the chicken pen. Coyotito just put some vegetable soup and mix some rice to feed them. It is more troublesome to feed the sheep. It will be dark when you come back at night, where can you get the goat grass?

Fang Zichen regretted buying this thing. It was of no use except for riding on his son. However, he was used to living a wealthy life and bought things when he liked them, regardless of whether they were practical or not. At that time, the boss said If he couldn't afford a horse, he could also buy a donkey. It could help the camel with some things during the busy farming season, but a donkey wasn't cheap. He couldn't afford it for more than nine taels of silver.

After picking and choosing, I bought a sheep.

It's okay now. Because of these things, he and Brother Zhao separated and became a long-distance couple. It was unbearably lonely to sleep at night!

Fortunately, Du Xiaodu would carry a bundle of goat grass for him every now and then.

Pumpkin cake and roast duck are in short supply, but Brother Zhao only sells them until noon. In the afternoon, he is busy killing ducks. The ducks were ordered from Fourth Uncle He. He was a big customer, so Uncle He sent them to town for free.

Brother Zhou originally thought that the work would be tiring, but peeling pumpkins and plucking duck feathers couldn't be easier for him.

He thought that if he didn't come, Brother Zhao would be busy with the things ahead, and Fang Zichen was busy in the backyard. The work was distributed just right, so there was really no need to hire anyone. Until he went to the latrine to relieve himself and came out to see Fang Zichen filling a basin. After peeling the pumpkin into the size of a bowl, he finally understood why Brother Zhao had called him.

Brother Zhao also explained to him that Fang Zichen would still have to go back to work upstairs in Zuixiao in two days.

Brother Zhou doesn't understand. He's already opened his own shop, so why go there? Zuixiaolou earns three taels of silver a month, which is a lot, but compared to the profit from the shop, it is not enough.

"Brother Yi hasn't fully mastered the work yet." Brother Zhao said, "My husband said that I would take him with me for a while."

Yang Mutao was very fond of Fang Zichen. Even when Yang Mingyi could not fully take over, he also resigned. It would be ungrateful to abandon Zuixiaolou.

Fang Zichen thought about taking two more days off before going back to work.

Brother Zhou didn't know the county magistrate, so when he saw him coming in, he thought it was a man Fang Zichen knew who was here to chat with him, so he stopped and poured him a bowl of water.

Magistrate Jiang sat down and waved to Fang Zichen: "Fang boy, come and sit."

"Is there anything else?" Fang Zichen asked.

County Magistrate Jiang took out three silver notes and handed them over: "This is the money the Zhang family compensates you."

Fang Zichen's eyes almost popped out of his sockets. He had never been short of money before. He regarded money as dirt and felt that poverty was not terrible. .

After eating several meals of wild vegetables and being hungry several times, he still felt that poverty was not terrible. What was terrible was that he was the poor one.

He put it away in a hurry, with a smile on his face. When he smiled, his eyebrows were bright and dazzling, and the sense of alienation instantly faded a lot:

"So you are here to give me money! You told me earlier! Have you eaten? Have you had breakfast? I'll go outside and get you some pumpkin pie!"

Zhang Huaiwen was sentenced to exile. As soon as Zhang Huaini saw Jiang Zhengxu, she cried and begged him to spare her. After being woken up by Mr. Wu, Jiang Zhengxu felt impatient when he looked at her again. He rested in the Yamen last night, where The bed was hard, and he tossed and turned all night and couldn't sleep well. He got up a little late in the morning and didn't have time to eat breakfast. He thought of sending Mr. Wu off first, but it was too late.

"That's fine," he said.

Fang Zichen ran out happily and brought in three pumpkin cakes and three pumpkin sushi.

"A total of twenty-one cents." Fang Zichen said: "But for Mr. Wu's sake, I don't want the fraction. Just give me twenty cents."

County Magistrate Jiang: "..."

He In the past, when eating out, anyone who knew his identity would not ask for his money, saying that he was an honest and good official, and it would be a great honor for him to eat in their shop. His ancestors had accumulated good deeds, so how could they accept money from him.

Jiang Zhengxu is not someone who likes to take advantage of others, and with his status, if he takes the people's food without giving them any money, it smells a bit like "using power for personal gain", and it is easy for people to take advantage of him, so he gives it every time. Today is the first time I met him and asked him for money.

Fang Zichen sat opposite him, smiling.

Jiang Zhengxu glanced at him and suddenly said: "Aren't you angry?"

"Ah? What are you angry about?" Fang Zichen asked, it was too late for him to be happy now!

In the court that day, although Jiang Zhengxu ordered the Zhang family to pay him three hundred taels of silver, the Zhang family and Jiang Zhengxu were related by marriage, so the money was not delivered to him for a long time. Fang Zichen felt that the county magistrate was probably just doing it in front of the people. Talk about it, if you want to gain a reputation, the money will probably be lost! He also wrote Magistrate Jiang's name on paper and pasted it on the sole of his shoe!

It turned out that I had misunderstood the person, and I had to tear it off later when the person left.

"Your husband just hit you, weren't you angry?" Jiang Zhengxu said.

Fang Zichen looked at him: "Are you having trouble with your eyes?"

Jiang Zhengxu: "..."

"He didn't hit me, it was just a light pat." Fang Zichen said.

Jiang Zhengxu: "..."

There was a 'pop' sound just now, could it be a light tap? Can it sound like that with just a tap?

Do you think he is stupid?

Fang Zichen felt embarrassed by him and said: "So what if it's a beating! Beating is kissing and scolding, which is love. Do you understand? This is the relationship between me and my husband."

Jiang Zhengxu asked : "Don't you feel ashamed?"

Fang Zichen's face showed strong determination: "What is there to be ashamed of?"

Jiang Zhengxu pointed his eyes at Brother Zhou who was busy and asked: "That little brother is also your husband. Huh?"

Fang Zichen immediately shook his head: "No, he is my husband's good friend, don't talk nonsense."

Seeing his panic, Jiang Zhengxu laughed: "No, no, look at you, why are you nervous."

"Can I not be nervous? If word spreads about it, it will bring bad reputation to him!" Fang Zichen said, "If you ruin someone's reputation, the sky will strike like lightning."

Chapter 166

Jiang Zheng slowly ate pumpkin pancakes. He ate six pancakes from morning to noon. Fang Zichen poked his head out of the kitchen and saw that he was still there. He was wondering when he saw a small officer and soldier running in from outside. He cupped his fists and bowed to report: "Sir, the government has sent someone to say that Aunt Zhang is ill and refuses to take medicine. Let..." Seeing Jiang Zhengxu's face becoming more and more gloomy, the young officers and soldiers did not dare to Say it again.

"How much money did you charge her?" Jiang Zhengxu asked.

The officers and soldiers shivered and knelt down. Before they could say anything, Fang Zichen rushed over with a spatula.

"I'm telling you! Why have you been sitting here for so long? It turns out you don't dare to go back."

Jiang Zhengxu waved the soldier out and corrected him: "It's not that I don't dare, it's that I don't want to."

Fang Zichen's eyes were bright, and he was extremely gossipy. Past: "Why, why? Are there too many concubines that you can't handle? I heard that Zhang Huaini is almost thirty years old, and you also have two maids in their twenties who are in need most at this age. You are prosperous, but you... look at you like this, I'm afraid you can't satisfy them, and you are afraid of being pestered by them, so you have no choice but to hide here with me!"

Jiang Zhengxu glared at him and said nothing. After a long silence, he said: "I have a friend who fell in love with a girl when he was young..."

He rambled on about what happened between him and Gu Daya. After talking for a while, Fang Zichen didn't move. Looking up, he saw Fang Zichen looking at him like a scumbag.

Jiang Zhengxu coughed: "Why are you looking at me like that? I told you, that's a friend of mine."

Fang Zichen didn't believe it.

Make friends out of nothing.

Bah, this scumbag.

Jiang Zhengxu asked: "Do you think he really did something wrong?"

He had never felt wrong before, but when Mr. Wu said that, he seemed to have become a heartless man.

But what's wrong with him?

He gave Gu Daya a life of glory and wealth. Without him, Gu Daya might still be digging for food in the village and worrying about three meals a day.

He didn't treat her badly. What's wrong with what she eats and wears now?

He had a distinguished status in Fu'an Town, and this matter was weighing heavily in his heart. He was really worried. He wanted to get it off his chest, but he told others that even if he was wrong, they would not dare to tell the truth in order to flatter him.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and asked: "Why don't you speak."

Fang Zichen glanced at him: "I dare not say."

Jiang Zhengxu waved his hand: "You can speak boldly, it doesn't matter, I won't chop your head off. Fang Zichen

: "..."

This seems to be the emperor's line!

You, a seventh-grade sesame official, have the ability to chop off people's heads whenever you want?

"I'm not afraid that you'll chop off my brain," Fang Zichen said, "Besides, after all, I'm still your grandfather. If you chop off my head, you'd be extremely unfilial."

Jiang Zhengxu frowned, not sure if it was him The footman: "Who did you just say you were to me?"

"I am your grandfather!"

Jiang Zhengxu slapped the table: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Where did I talk nonsense." Fang Zichen told him: "Look, Mr. Wu is your teacher, right?"

"So what?"

Fang Zichen: "Once a teacher, always a father, right?"

"Yes." County Magistrate Jiang laughed angrily, saying before He thought that this kid wanted to take advantage of him, but he didn't expect that he even wanted to take advantage of the teacher. He almost gritted his teeth: "What then?"

"I saved Old Man Wu," Fang Zichen blinked and said, "Without me, he would be here now He has probably been buried in the ground for a long time, so I gave him the gift of rebirth. He is half a father! He is your father, and I am his father. You are my grandson, aren't you? You want to chop off grandpa's head, but It's very unfilial. There's nothing wrong with that!"

Jiang Zhengxu: "..."

It sounded logical, but he couldn't refute a word, but he felt panicked.

He gulped down two mouthfuls of water: "Then you just said you didn't dare to say it."

"I'm not afraid that you'll chop my head off, but I'm afraid that if I say it, it will hit you and make you unable to think about it, so I don't dare to say it. "Fang Zichen said.

Jiang Zhengxu looked at him and his eyes stopped on his face. It had to be said that this man had an alluring face. Facing such a person, he could not get angry: "I am not as useless as you think. You There's no need to worry so much, so do you think my friend did something wrong?"

"I don't know, I'm not him. Everyone's thoughts are different, so it's hard to make a conclusion," Fang Zichen took a quick look. He glanced at Jiang Zhengxu: "But let's not talk about the wrong ones, but he is a scumbag for sure."

Jiang Zhengxu: "..."

Jiang Zhengxu said in a low voice: "But he gave him Isn't it enough that Madam enjoys glory and wealth? But she is still unhappy and looks miserable all day long. "

Now that you are an official, you have no worries about food and clothing. In Fu'an Town, one person is better than ten thousand people ." ," Fang Zichen asked him, "Are you happy?"

Jiang Zhengxu paused, suddenly speechless.

"She is an authentic village girl. What most women pursue is not glory and wealth. She only wants harmony between husband and wife, harmonious music, filial children, a happy family, a husband and children. She has neither of these, let alone glory and wealth. , Even if she eats gold, she may not be happy, so if she doesn't have a sad face, you still expect her to smile!"

Fang Zichen clicked his tongue twice, shook his head and said, "What if there is someone you really like? "Three wives and four concubines!"

Jiang Zhengxu asked, "Isn't it normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines?"

"If you really like someone, how can you tolerate others? " He is like eye dung, soft, while the others are like sand and hard, which is an eyesore even if you look at it, let alone pretend to be in your eyes." Fang Zichen looked at Jiang Zhengxu as if he was watching. The disobedient piggy who keeps running out of the circle: "Moreover, Mrs. Gu is so pitiful. Marrying a scumbag like you is just like being a widow. Did she dig up the graves of her ancestors in her previous life, and she fell into such a big mess in this life?" "Mild."

Jiang Zhengxu: "..."

"I told you, this is my friend."

Fang Zichen did not listen to the tortoise chanting, but continued: "If I were her, I would recruit some from the courtyard! "She's a little girl."

Jiang Zhengxu said coolly, "Then she should be sent to prison."

"Why?" Fang Zichen's eyes were unclear: "It's OK for you to have three wives and four concubines, but not for her?"

"Men and women are different." Jiang Zhengxu said.

"What's the difference? You have two eyes and one nose. Doesn't it mean that she has three eyes and two noses? In my opinion, they are all the same. Moreover, if you really talk about it, we men are not as good as their girls!" After Fang Zichen finished speaking, he saw that the other person's eyes were empty and he was holding the bowl tightly without saying anything. He sighed. Why is he, a modern man, talking to this old antique? His idea that men are like gods and women must bow down is deeply ingrained. It's boring to talk like a chicken and a duck:

"Don't you understand? Normal people can't quite understand words that are usually very reasonable and philosophical. I'm busy. "Here you go, where did you come from? Don't stay here."

This is a scumbag, he can't play with this kind of person.

Jiang Zhengxu was devalued by him and was worthless. Those words were not pleasant to hear, but they made his heart tremble. He originally wanted to find someone to talk to someone about his inner affairs and resolve it, but now... his heart seemed to be even more blocked. .

He took a breath and stood up slowly. He didn't care about Tong Fang Zichen. The yamen was busy with things, and it was his limit to stay away for half noon.

Fang Zichen sent him a message: "I have just made it clear to you that we are all relatives. We visit each other frequently when we have time to keep in touch and bond with each other. But next time, please don't come empty-handed again. It is not appropriate to visit your elders empty-handed. "

Jiang Zhengxu: "..."

Fang Zichen said: "But don't bring too expensive gifts. When visiting your elders, just give some ginseng, bird's nest, white fungus, etc. Don't waste money." Ha."

Jiang Zhengxu: "..."

Now he really wants to ask someone to push this kid back and put him in jail.

...

Today we sold nine ducks, more than 400 pumpkin pancakes, and more than 300 pumpkin sushi.

Brother Zhao's body ached, but his face was full of smiles. He felt that if business could be like this every day, he would be exhausted even to death.

Brother Zhou didn't go back either and stayed with him in the store at night.

Uncle Liu and Aunt Liu went to the store and saw that the business was good. They were also happy for Brother Zhao. They had no objection if Brother Zhou didn't come back. On the contrary, they were even more relieved that he was with Brother Zhao.

Otherwise, if a man is guarding such a big shop, there are many customers at noon, and he can make a lot of money just thinking about it, but he is afraid that someone will cause trouble and get in at night.

Multiple people, at least multiple helpers.

Brother Zhao would smile when he earned money, but Fang Zichen was not happy.

Why did he buy this shop before?

One is to make money, and the other is to think that when it gets colder and the roads are difficult to walk on rainy days, he can rest in the town with Brother Zhao instead of running back and forth.

Brother Zhao is indeed resting in the town now. Unfortunately, he has become the second Mrs. Gu and has become a living widow.

Before, I just said that Mrs. Gu was pitiful, but now I feel the same way, and I know how pitiful Mrs. Gu is. She is really pitiful.

"Father, go to sleep." The good boy was lying in the quilt, with the quilt covering his nose, only his two round eyes were exposed. Grandma called him: "Good boy, warm up the bed." He stretched out a hand, Like the girl who greets customers at the door of a brothel: "Father, come on, come on~"

It rained a few days ago and the temperature dropped sharply. Although it didn't snow, it was probably only three or four degrees. It had never been so cold before. .

Fang Zichen blew out the lamp and quickly ran into bed like a wild dog chasing after him.

"Baby, come and give me a hug."

The child has a high body temperature and is warm. When sleeping at night, it feels like there is a heater beside him.

After the temperature cooled down, Brother Zhao wanted to keep his boy in the town. The bed in the backyard he bought was big enough for a family of three to sleep in. The boy was small, so he could sleep between him and Brother Zhou without being crowded.

Fang Zichen didn't sleep well. It was a bit cold at night. Brother Zhao got up in the middle of the night to cover him with a quilt, but when he got up the next day, he would always kick the quilt to the ground.

It would be very cold, and he was afraid that this person would kick the quilt under the bed at night.

Fang Zichen was tall and tall, so he wasn't worried about being frozen all night. But the boy was still young. He caught the cold the year before last and had a high fever. It took him more than half a month to recover. The barefoot old doctor in the village said that his son He was born prematurely and was weak. He asked him to pay more attention. He survived this time, but not necessarily next time.

On the day when the temperature dropped, he wanted to keep the good boy, but the good boy wanted to wander around, miss the little dog, and miss the sheep, but he didn't want to. Brother Zhao had no choice but to tell Fang Zichen.

Fang Zichen patted his chest, "Don't worry, Erzai will follow me!"

Brother Zhao held his waist, buried his head on his chest, and said sullenly: "It's cold, don't kick the quilt."

"I never kick. Quilt." Fang Zichen said.

Brother Zhao looked up at him: "We slept together a few days ago, and you just kicked me."

Fang Zichen was stunned and said: "That was me a few days ago. Now that I have grown up, I can't kick the quilt." "

Brother Zhao didn't believe him. He tossed and turned that night and couldn't sleep, worried that the father and son would freeze.

Fang Zichen would send the good boy to him in the morning, and then go to Zui Xiaolou, but the next day he waited for a long time, but he didn't see him and the good boy coming. When he went to Zui Xiaolou and asked, shopkeeper Yang said that Fang Zichen hadn't arrived yet today. Come.

Brother Zhao's face turned pale, and

he hurried back to him. He was not worried that Fang Zichen would leave again, but worried that the two of them had kicked off the quilt, were cold, had typhoid fever, and couldn't stand the fever.

When he got home, the house was quiet. He opened the door and went in. Fang Zichen wrapped himself in a quilt and slept soundly.

Brother Zhao was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he was startled again when he saw that there was no bulge in the bed and that his son had gone somewhere.

He called Fang Zichen twice, and Fang Zichen's chest moved, and the boy jumped out of it, rubbing his eyes.

The good boy was used to being with him, and he always got up early in the morning. Today, he slept until noon, which was really rare. Brother Zhao asked and found out that the two father and son played until midnight before going to bed.

Later, Brother Zhao was worried and asked Uncle Liu to make a detour and call Fang Zichen when delivering food in the morning.

...

Now holding his son in his arms, Fang Zichen started playing with him under the quilt again.

One plays a monster and the other plays Ultraman.

The good boy was so crushed by him that he ran out of his arms with all his strength. He stretched his head out of the quilt, put his little butt in the quilt, and lay on the bed, his face flushed: "Big monster , let you see the power of my good boy~"

Fang Zichen was still covered in the quilt. Before he could react after hearing these words, he heard a 'bang' sound, and then a stench hit him.

Fang Zichen: "..."

Guaizi's butt was like a firework barrel, and he farted three times in a row.

When I came back today, Yoyo came to play with him and brought some roasted sweet potatoes. The two little guys sat on the doorrail and ate deliciously against the cold wind.

People say that eating sweet potatoes smells like farts. Fang Zichen has never smelled it before, but now he only thinks that the smell is comparable to nuclear weapons.

Wherever it passes, there will probably be no grass growing.

Someone is going to die! !

Fang Zichen crawled out, took two deep breaths, and dragged him into the quilt, pressing the quilt firmly to prevent him from coming out.

"You bastard, how dare you fart to bombard me? I'll let you produce and sell it yourself. How about it? Does it smell good?"

The good boy smiled, and his voice came from the quilt, still clear and crisp: "It tastes so authentic. Father is coming too."

Fang Zichen said with a green face: "I'll do it for you."

Chapter 167

On this day, when Fourth Uncle He came to deliver the duck, there were three men with him.

He put the ducks in two cages. When they saw that Brother Zhao was still busy, the ducks had a strong smell and a lot of feces. Those in the food business are the most particular, so the three of them stopped across the street.

Looking at the long queue, several people were envious. The good boy looks like a fortune-seeking boy, with three heads and a body. The little knot Fang Zichen tied to him is like a chopstick, pointing straight up into the sky. He is holding the earthen jar and is busy collecting money.

"Brother Zhao's business is really good!"

"No, I heard that he opened a store in the town before, and I thought that young people were reckless and might have to close their doors in a few days. I didn't expect that this business was actually real. "It's good."

"Fourth Brother, have you tried the pumpkin cake he bought? How does it taste?"

Fourth Uncle He smacked it in his mouth and said, "It's pretty good. There should be sugar in it. It's sweet." Use oil for frying."

"Which one sells for three cents, is it profitable? It's both sugar and oil."

Sugar and oil are not cheap, and they can be several times more expensive than pork.

A man said: "You are stupid! If you don't make a profit, you don't close the door early and go back. Although the sugar is put in, the pumpkin will be sweet if you leave it for a long time, and you can't put much sugar in it. The main thing is to waste gas."

Fourth Uncle He sighed . , when he came to deliver the ducks before, Brother Zhao packed some for him. The pumpkin cakes were soft, glutinous and sweet. I can't forget the taste to this day: "I didn't expect that this pumpkin can be made like this. How could we not know about it before!"

The man next to him said: "It should be food from overseas. I haven't seen anyone selling it like this in town."

The man didn't say much from the beginning to the end. He just looked at the good boy blankly. After a while, he said: " Hey, this little baby is amazing! I think he has kept it for so long without making any mistakes.

"You don't know how to be at home." Uncle He said, "That's a good boy, don't look at his age." He is small and short, but he is very good at reading. He is also very good at arithmetic. My grandson can calculate numbers up to fifty when he plays with him."

They chatted until Brother Zhao got busy. After that, he got up and went over.

"Brother Zhao." Uncle He called out.

Brother Zhao greeted them into the backyard, and Brother Zhou poured water for them.

"Fourth Uncle," Brother Zhao said, "Thank you for your hard work."

"What's the trouble?" Fourth Uncle He smiled, with obvious wrinkles on his forehead.

In the past, he often picked ducks to sell in the town. Sometimes he was lucky and could sell two or three ducks. If he was unlucky, he could not sell even one in the morning.

After all, ducks are so big that they can't be eaten in one meal in the summer and become a bit stale if left until the evening. In winter, ducks grow new hair and are difficult to slaughter, and no one buys them.

He didn't make money before, so he didn't feel tired even though he was doing it. Now that he can make money, he doesn't feel tired anymore.

Brother Zhao smiled and said: "Second Uncle He, you are also coming to the market today!"

The three men shook their heads and looked at Uncle He together. They were not familiar with Brother Zhao and were embarrassed to speak.

Actually it's not a big deal.

Brother Zhao's roast duck business is doing well. With the sauce, if he is busy, he can sell thirty or forty ducks a day.

Now it was just him and Brother Zhou, who plucked and killed ten of them a day, cooked them, dried them in the sun, and managed to finish the work until midnight.

With ten ducks a day, the ducks raised by Fourth Uncle He's family were almost eaten out. He bought some ducklings from his predecessor. Because they could make money, the family took care of the ducks with more and more care. They treated the ducks as ancestors' offerings, but Xiao knew that this batch of ducks would not be able to be raised in about three months. Seeing that they were running out of ducks, he thought that He Laoer's family and Liu's family would also raise some, so he brought them here.

It's not buying anywhere, but when he was still at Ma's house, Fourth Uncle He and his wife had helped Brother Zhao several times.

He wanted to buy a duck, so he went directly to Fourth Uncle

He. Seeing that he had no objection and the price he gave was fair, Uncle He smiled and asked, "Do you want to talk to Mr. Fang about this?"

" No need," Brother Zhao said, "I can make the decision on this matter."

Fourth Uncle He smiled and led the people away. When Fang Zichen came, Brother Zhao was just about to kill the duck.

He put some water and salt in the plate, which he would use to hold the blood later. If he did not add water, the duck blood would be hard and tasteless after coagulation, and it would not taste good when cooked.

Fang Zichen called him and said that they should go to Ren Yazi's place to have a look.

Brother Zhao still held a bright big knife in his hand: "What are you doing? Do you want to buy someone?"

In modern times, buying someone is a matter of being handcuffed and imprisoned. This idea is deeply ingrained. No matter how busy the family was at home, Fang Zichen never thought about buying someone. However, he and Brother Zhao were separated from each other and could only see each other once a day. Fang Zichen was not happy. When he went to work to settle accounts, he always sighed, as if the business was sluggish and he was drunk. It looks like the nightclub is about to close down.

Shopkeeper Yang asked him and he said he was annoyed! He couldn't sleep with his husband in his arms at night and stay alone in the empty room. He tossed and turned, couldn't sleep at night, couldn't eat, and became very thin and haggard.

Shopkeeper Yang looked at him up and down, but couldn't see where he was thin.

To say that I can't eat enough is an exaggeration. I just finished three bowls of rice.

If this was still too much to eat, I might have had to eat three buckets before.

Shopkeeper Yang was familiar with him and knew how this man spoke. Eight out of ten sentences were boastful, and the remaining two were specifically designed to make people angry.

"Your husband finally can't stand you anymore? Is he going to sleep in a separate room with you?"

Fang Zichen glared at him: "What are you talking about? What do you mean you can't stand it? You don't know, my husband loves me!"

Look at him, he is so arrogant . If he couldn't do it, his chest would reach to the sky. Shopkeeper Yang said with a smile: "How much love do you have?"

Fang Zichen said: "You must be in love to death. You can't live without me."

Shopkeeper Yang casually added: "Since I love you so much "Why don't you sleep with me?"

"It's not like the store is too busy!" Fang Zichen said dullly.

"Just go to the tooth shop and buy two people and come back." Shopkeeper Yang said.

Fang Zichen blinked.

Yes!

Buying people is illegal in modern times, but there is slavery here in Daxia!

As soon as he lost his account book, he hurried back to find Brother Zhao.

But this trip was in vain.

The boss of the dental shop said that he came just in time. Recently, a family had just sold a batch of maids, all of them were pretty. When Brother Zhao saw it, he turned around and pulled Fang Zichen away.

These maids were still wearing the servant uniforms of the Ge family. I heard that these maids sold by Mrs. Ge were all dishonest. Fang Zichen had just appeared with him, and he saw the eagerness in the eyes of those people. Clear cut.

...

In the middle of the month, Ms. Liu came over and said that there were some peppers growing in the field recently, and asked Brother Zhao if he wanted to collect them.

It's getting colder, so this is the last batch, but not too many. In the past, one plant could bear two to three pounds, and each pepper could grow very well. But this last batch not only has few, but also grows more. It's not that good, it's small, the surface is not smooth, it looks like it's malnourished.

If you want to sell it directly, it won't sell if it doesn't look good, but you can use it to make hot sauce. It's all chopped up anyway, so it doesn't matter if it looks good or not.

The majority of the store's revenue comes from hot sauce, which has been selling well recently. Some traders come to him to pick up the goods and sell them to neighboring states. There isn't much left now.

Brother Zhao thought for a while. Brother Zhou had been away for more than ten days this time. He stayed with him in the town at night. He might want to run away. Although making money was important, he missed his husband. He hadn't been held to sleep by his husband for a long time. What if he went back? Brother Zhao's heart felt hot just thinking about it, and he immediately decided to close the door and go back to collect peppers for two days.

At first, he only collected Uncle Liu's family, but gradually it became two, three, and the whole village.

The Ma family and the Zhou family also grew it, but they had conflicts with Brother Zhao and Fang Zichen. Brother Zhao would rather not sell hot sauce than collect their chili peppers.

Although Xiaohe Village belongs to the south, most people can eat spicy food. There are a lot of peppers grown in the fields, and every household grows them, but they are not very popular. Most of them are uneatable and rot in the fields. , but this year is different. Because of Brother Zhao's relationship, everyone has made some money, not much, but it is an income anyway. Everyone sees how good Zhao Brother's hot sauce business is, and the hot sauce is selling well. , then there must be a lot of peppers and garlic. Some people are thinking that next spring, they will plant more peppers and some garlic.

Everyone was very happy to see him and Brother Zhou coming back. Seeing him carrying things, they all went over to help. They sent him home and put his things away before leaving.

"The aunts are so enthusiastic about you! It's like you've taken the wrong medicine. With that attitude, people who don't understand think you are their brother who has returned from a distant marriage!" Brother Zhou said.

Brother Zhao smiled and said nothing.

In fact, most of the people in the village don't have any bad intentions except for talking nonsense.

When he was first sold, he was still young and was often beaten by Aunt Ma when he was not doing well at work. Some aunts and uncles could not stand it and spoke for him, but every time he said a few words, Aunt Ma would scold him. When she returned home, she spoke harshly, and the men in her family were also rude. Gradually, no one dared to speak on his behalf anymore.

Fang Zichen came back from work. He had just finished eating and took his sweet boy over, eager to put him to sleep. Brother Zhao pursed his lips and his face felt hot.

He went back to the kitchen and took a shower. When he came out, the good boy was already asleep. Fang Zichen called him in the next room: "Brother Zhao, come quickly, I will be your horseman!"

Upon hearing this, Brother Zhao first looked around, and then directly He rushed in and punched him twice: "You're talking nonsense again. What should I do if people listen to me?"

"It's late at night, there's no one outside." Fang Zichen hugged him directly to the bed and kissed him with a pout. .

When fairies fight, it won't take more than 300 rounds.

With tears in his eyes, Brother Zhao collapsed on the bed as if he was powerless. During this period, he stayed in the town. Although he could see Fang Zichen every day, he always felt uncomfortable, as if something was missing, and his heart was empty. Yes, he saw Fang Zichen come in with water again, and took the initiative to stretch his feet to the edge of the bed. His eyes fell on the top of Fang Zichen's hair, and then moved to his straight nose bridge and perfect resolute chin.

He thought about the time when Fang Zichen first came here. He couldn't do many things and was extremely picky. He couldn't make a fire or dig sweet potatoes. If he ate a wild vegetable and said it was unpalatable or bitter, he would follow him. It is not difficult to tell from his words and deeds that he must have been a wealthy young master in the past, surrounded by maids, being served by others for food and drink, and living the life of a superior person. But now, such a noble and handsome man is half-kneeling on the ground, soaking his feet. After the massage, Brother Zhao felt that the happiness almost overflowed from his heart.

Chapter 168

When he got up the next day, Brother Zhao found that he was running out of oil at home, so he told Fang Zichen to buy a few kilograms of suet when he got off work.

You have to eat every day, and you have to stir-fry. A bowl of lard can usually be eaten by people for about two months, but Fang Zichen can't eat it in just two or three days.

Even if the vegetables are fried without oil, he won't eat them.

After work, he walked to West Street. As he approached West Street, he grabbed a little man and asked: "Is it Li Da selling pork at the West Street stall today or is it his daughter?"

The little man understood and patted his arm: "Brother An An, Li Da is here today, you can go with confidence." When he said this, he paused and said, "Hey, his daughter probably won't be able to come in the future."

Fang Zichen only heard the first half of the sentence: " Thank you."

After half a month of absence, Li Da seems to be much older and haggard. He is only fifty, but has a full head of hair. When he saw Fang Zichen coming, he forced a smile and chatted with him while cutting oil and weighing him.

It was the last big piece of lard, weighing more than nine kilograms. Fang Zichen originally wanted eight kilograms, so the remaining half a kilogram would be more difficult to sell.

Fang Zichen said: "I want it all, wrap it up for me!"

Li Da liked this about him, so he wrapped it in lard and gave him two big bones.

When he got home, Brother Zhao directly washed the pan and fried it. The lard board was cut into fist-sized pieces.

The three of them were busy in the kitchen. Brother Zhou came and asked Brother Zhao to pick peppers in his vegetable field.

At noon, people in the village sent more than 400 kilograms of chili peppers one after another. Brother Zhao thought that after collecting them in the village, he would hire two more people to help. He asked Fang Zichen to watch the fire at home. He took the basket and was about to leave. The boy ran away. He went over and said he was going to help.

After burning for a while, the pot started to smell fragrant.

This fragrance really makes me want to die. Fang Zichen felt hungry when he smelled it. He had seen Brother Zhao frying it before. Now he learned to imitate it. He took a spatula and turned it over. It looked pretty, very similar to that. .

After eight or nine minutes, the oil started to come out, the pot exploded loudly, and the oil splashed everywhere.

"Fuck, fuck..."

The back of his hand was splashed and it hurt. Fang Zichen threw the spatula and shouted to Yaya like a dancing master. He jumped twice randomly and was stunned.

It seems like this didn't happen last time!

Why would this pot of pork suet explode if he got in his way? He wanted to cover it with a lid, but he couldn't make up his mind. If he covered it, how could he stir-fry it?

If you don't stir fry, will it stick to the pan?

This kitchen thing is comparable to Mathematical Olympiad.

He thought for a while, but still didn't know whether he should cover it or whether he could cover it.

Oh, it's so difficult! Don't understand.

Go find Brother Zhao.

Fang Zichen's IQ is pretty good, and he knows how to calm down before going out.

He didn't visit Xiaohe Village very often, but once or twice, he found out where there were shortcuts and where the roads led, everything was clear.

People with high IQs have their own high moral map in their mind.

Start heading south, turn left after 100 meters, go straight through Shaiguchang, and then go right for 260 meters to reach your destination.

This road passed above the grain drying field. As soon as Fang Zichen arrived, he heard Brother Zhao's name.

These young wives were sitting on the stone benches next to the grain drying field. Some were choosing vegetables and some were picking up shoe soles.

It's winter, it's so cold, it seems like you can't do these tasks at home, you should go to the grain drying farm.

What do most young girls like to do most when they get together? There is no doubt about it!

In the past, in school, we talked about juniors, seniors, and idols. There are no idols or seniors here, so we can only talk about gossip and family affairs. Today, the protagonist of the gossip is Brother Zhao.

It turned out that they were not talking about Brother Zhao, but he and Brother Zhou just walked over and saw him, and now they started talking about him.

It would be cold here and there would be no one around, so everyone would chat without restraint.

"Did you see the good boy just now?" someone asked.

"I saw it. He's quite cute."

"Yes, but," the young daughter-in-law who spoke lowered her voice: "I heard someone said that he is not a member of the Ma family.

" Lots of speculation.

Some people said it was Ma Wen's, while others carefully calculated the time when the baby was born and said it wasn't.

The Ma family had previously said that the good boy was the Ma family's son, but they themselves kept calling him a bastard. After Brother Zhao was sold to Fang Zichen, the Ma family was not convinced, but they were afraid that saying it too harshly would cause trouble. When it came to Fang Zichen, they didn't say anything blatantly outside, but they all implied that Brother Zhao was stealing people. It wasn't until Ma Laosan broke his leg and Fang Zichen came to threaten them that they didn't dare to say anything more.

The last time Ma Wen roared in the yard, many people listened.

"The good boy was born from a stolen life by Brother Zhao. Ma Wen said it himself last time. It's true."

"The good boy doesn't look like Brother Zhao, nor does he look like any of the men in our village. Zhao "Brother, who did he steal from?"

"Who knows, maybe it's from another village!"

"Why did you say that when I first saw him?"

"He's just a bitch ." , In the past few years, I often saw him running up the mountain after dark. Why do you think he went there to chop wood? Ma Wen was not at home all year round. He was probably stealing skills from others. "Okay, otherwise Fang Zichen could care so little about him?"

He said this sourly. In the past, Brother Zhao had a bad life, and everyone still pitied him. Whenever he was scolded by his mother-in-law, disliked by his husband, or couldn't stand upright from work. , they will always think of Brother Zhao.

Although he himself was suffering and his life was not satisfactory, Brother Zhao was suffering even more than them and his life was worse than theirs!

Thinking this way, I felt comforted in my heart.

But now, when the person they regarded as a pitiful person has now lived a life they could not even imagine, everyone begins to feel sour and jealous.

Brother Zhao opened a shop in the town and made money. Men couldn't help but mention him when they were having dinner. Praising him for being capable and promising, they are both a husband and a daughter-in-law, so why are there such big differences.

The older daughter-in-law didn't think anything of it after hearing this, but the one who was about the same age as Brother Zhao felt unconvinced.

This was echoed by: "That's right, I've seen that man Fang Zichen. He's not so handsome. He's still working as an accountant in a restaurant in the town. I heard he can earn a few taels of silver a month. With his conditions, I'd like to find someone like him." What kind of thing is wrong? He loves Brother Zhao so much. Liu Leizi just teased him once, and he came to beat him to death. Ma Wen also fought for him to death. His service skills must be first-class, otherwise he can provoke Are you like Ma Wen?"

"Hey, what are you saying, are you envious? Go and ask someone to teach you two tricks."

"Bah, I feel embarrassed talking to him. He is stealing. You're just trying to learn from him!"

These little wives got more and more arrogant, laughing and joking about belittling Brother Zhao. Their tone made Fang Zichen angrier and angry. He jumped down from above and made a noise. , several young daughters-in-law were shocked when they heard the voice coming over.

Those who are timid will have their liver and gallbladder broken by now.

"What were you talking about just now? It's very lively, take me with you!" Fang Zichen walked towards them slowly, his face was gloomy and scary, and his tone did not contain the slightest warmth, like being wrapped in ice, extremely cold.

"No, we didn't talk about anything."

The girl in pink coarse clothes who had just said the harshest words moved back, as if she wanted to run away.

Fang Zichen looked over and reminded: "You can run away if you want! If you are not afraid that I will knock on the door."

The little woman did not dare to move.

His hair had grown long, and he pushed it back to reveal his forehead, which made him look even sharper. Fang Zichen asked again: "What were you talking about just now?"

He was tall, and he had a cold and distant aura, inexplicably... There was a sense of oppression, and the girls suddenly felt even colder. They kept shivering and were about to cry.

"No, it's nothing, really."

They didn't dare to say anything, and Fang Zichen couldn't say anything else.

You can't always start a fight, it will look very rude. He is a civilized person. He won't do anything if he can't, and he always keeps a line in everything so that we can meet each other easily in the future! Besides, how could he hit the other girls?

He doesn't want to be a bad man.

Women are meant to be loved, pampered and pampered.

Fang Zichen's eyes fell on one of them and he smiled: "Next time you want to say something bad about Brother Zhao, either stay at home or don't let me find out, or I will pull out your tongue."

His tone was gentle, but small But the woman cried directly: "I, I understand."

Fang Zichen asked: "Do you dare to gossip next time?"

"This is not what we said," a girl trembled and said, "Brother Zhao It was Aunt He who told me about my son's theft. We heard it and were curious, so we started talking. "

Rumors are like a gust of wind, they can't be hidden, they spread over a wide area, but they pass quickly.

Hot topics can only be hot for a while, but they can't be hot all the time. You should get tired of talking about them every day.

Brother Zhao's matter was brought up again now, and there was a mastermind behind the relationship.

Rumors stop at the wise, but not at the mentally retarded.

Fang Zichen frowned: "Who is Aunt He?"

"She is Uncle He's wife." Someone replied.

There are not many other things in Xiaohe Village, but the ones with the surname He are the most numerous. Fang Zichen didn't know who he was: "Who is Uncle He?"

"It's Aunt He and her husband."

Fang Zichen: "..."

These few I'm afraid the eldest sister was frightened!

He clicked his tongue, said a few harsh words, and left. Brother Zhou's vegetable plot is quite large, but the last crop of peppers didn't grow well and was sparse.

Brother Zhao had picked almost a basket. When he saw Fang Zichen coming over, he was a little surprised: "Why are you here? Is the oil ready?"

Fang Zichen said in a depressed tone: "No, the oil will explode. It's terrible."

As soon as he said that, Brother Zhao knew what was going on. He probably had an explosion. He glanced casually, his eyes suddenly darkened, and he grabbed Fang Zichen's hand: "Is it burned?"

Fang Zichen's skin was cold white. , more tender than the purdah girl from a rich family who never leaves home. Now there are a few red spots on the back of her hands, which are very obvious, like mosquito bites.

Brother Zhao didn't even bother to pick the peppers anymore. He pulled him away and was about to go to the old barefoot doctor's house in the village. Fang Zichen didn't move. Looking at Brother Zhou's indescribable look, he coughed and said, "It's okay. I'm a grown man, this little injury is nothing, it doesn't hurt at all. "

Actually, it hurts a bit. When the lard is boiled, the oil is very hot and it's very hot. If Brother Zhou wasn't here, Fang Zichen would still be miserable. Let Brother Zhao take the initiative to give you a kiss. If you don't kiss eight or nine, it won't heal from the pain. It's inconvenient. I would have waited at home.

Oh, what a mistake!

The author has something to say:

I'm curious if Fang Zichen's dream will come true. The answer is... yes, but I didn't mean to torture the good boy!

The reason for such an incident is also to pave the way for what Brother Zhao will do after returning to Beijing.

Rumor has it that this is the trigger for the good guy to suffer!

Chapter 169

Brother Zhao grabbed his hand and looked at it carefully. He was relieved after confirming that it was just a little red and not blistered.

"..." Brother Zhou walked to the other side silently, feeling blind.

What a big deal!

They often stir-fry vegetables and cook. Although the number of times they stir-fry meat is very small and can be counted with one slap, it does not mean that they have never been splashed by oil. This is considered a trivial matter, like cutting vegetables or cutting wood on the hand. When the bleeding couldn't be stopped, I didn't even think of seeing a doctor.

The old doctor in the village doesn't have very good medical skills, but usually it costs more than ten cents to see a doctor and get some medicine. Who is willing to do that? However, he took a look at Fang Zichen. Even though Fang Zichen was not wearing any accessories, he looked dignified. Brother Zhou felt that he was better than the young men in brocade clothes and fans he met when he went to town to sell vegetables. It's normal to make a fuss like Young Master and Brother Zhao.

Knowing that he came out to withdraw the fire, Brother Zhao was not in a hurry to go back.

Fang Zichen helped pick the peppers, but he was not as fast as the good boy. After picking them, he saw a grasshopper jumping over. He immediately stopped picking the peppers and followed the grasshopper into the grass next to the vegetable field, saying that he would smash them. Playing with catching grasshoppers, the good boy's eyes lit up, he threw the peppers into his backpack and ran over to join him.

The father and son pouted their buttocks, half of their bodies submerged in the grass.

Brother Zhou looked at it, frowning slightly, feeling that he had forgotten something.

Brother Zhao shook his head helplessly and didn't say anything, just a little emotional. Fortunately, Fang Zichen still had a skill and could do some accounting. Otherwise, if Fang Zichen was like this, they would probably starve to death.

It's true that Fang Zichen is not good at work. You say he is lazy, but that's not the case. Sometimes when he sees Brother Zhao tired and he feels distressed, he often rushes to do the work and is very positive. But in the end, after the work is taken away, he realizes that he He doesn't know how to do it, and for things he doesn't want to do, he often gets distracted by other things halfway through.

I don't know what fun it is to catch a grasshopper, but the boy keeps laughing, as if the hen can't lay eggs, it hurts, hehehe.

Brother Zhao looked at those two buttocks dangling and smiled. He felt that it didn't matter if he was a little tired. As long as Fang Zichen could always be by his side and his son could always be happy, no matter how hard or tired he was, it would all be worth it... ···

"Ouch, fuck me..."

Fang Zichen suddenly jumped out of the grass with a look of horror on his face. He picked up the good boy and shouted: "Brother Zhao, Brother Zhou, run!"

Zhao Brother didn't react, but Brother Zhou suddenly remembered.

There is nothing to eat in the fields in winter, so mice like to run into the vegetable fields. If the grass is removed, there will be fewer mice. Uncle Liu came to weed before, but there was no hoe on the edge of the field because there was a nest of wasps in it. Brother Zhou came back there In the evening, Uncle Liu mentioned it, but he was so busy today that he forgot about it.

At this moment, the three of them ran away, their shoes were flying, and they didn't care about the peppers that were still lying on the ground.

A dozen wasps followed closely behind, buzzing and making people's hair stand on end.

The good boy held Fang Zichen's neck tightly with one hand, and covered his mouth with the other hand as he cried.

Fang Zichen thought he was frightened, so he held his head tightly in his arms. When his feet started to smoke from running, he shook the wasp away, only to find that his son had been stung by a wasp at some point.

This wasp is poisonous.

I won't tell you whether it hurts or not, but he slapped his pink little mouth, and now he

can't see it anymore.

Fang Zichen didn't know how to describe it, and he didn't know why it was so swollen after being stung just once. His lips felt like sausages after being stung. They were all fine, but he was the only one who got hit... so unlucky. Some more!

Brother Zhou wanted to laugh when he saw it, but when he saw the good boy crying and hiccupping, he felt heartbroken after all.

Brother Zhao was breathing heavily, hugging him and coaxing him. Fang Zichen wiped his sweat and said, "How about we go see a doctor!"

"It's useless to see a doctor." Brother Zhao said.

He had been stung by this wasp before. It was not very toxic, but it was very painful. Seeing a doctor was of no use.

The good boy stretched out his hand towards him and was speechless: "Father, hold me, good boy, it hurts."

Let alone hugging him, even if he wanted the sun in the sky, Fang Zichen had to find ways to find Hou Yi and ask him to help. Cum down, not to mention just hugging.

Brother Zhao went home and cooked some porridge. After the boy finished eating, he looked at his reflection in the kitchen, touched his mouth carefully, then laughed and said carelessly that his mouth was so sexy now. Oh, ask Fang Zichen if he is.

Fang Zichen was speechless by him.

At a young age, do you know what sexy is?

Brother Zhao gave Fang Zichen a hard look.

They had a bit of a fight last time. When he woke up the next morning, his mouth was a little swollen. He said he didn't know how to go out to meet people. Fang Zichen was putting on the good boy's shoes. Hearing this, he said, "What's so shameful? It's so sexy." "

Fang Zichen obviously remembered it and didn't dare to say another word about Na Na.

Brother Zhao said: "Next time you speak in front of your children, you should be more careful."

Fang Zichen: "..."

How should you be careful!

He has paid great attention to it, but there must be an omission in a hundred secrets!

And this brat is also good at learning such messy things.

After taking a bath, maybe he was tired from crying just now. Fang Zichen just held him and walked around the yard twice before falling asleep.

Lying in bed at night, Fang Zichen asked Brother Zhao after he tucked Guaizi into bed, who was Aunt He?

Brother Zhao thought for a while and said, "It's the one who asked me to help dig sweet potatoes."

Fang Zichen might have to think about other things, but when he mentioned sweet potatoes, he immediately remembered it.

His grandma has legs, but her feelings are like those of a mother-in-law.

Brother Zhao said: "Why are you asking her?"

Thinking of what those women said, Fang Zichen became very angry. At that time, he wanted to slap each of them so that their teeth would become crooked, but in the end it was Reason was still there, he clenched his jaw and said: "She is itchy."

Brother Zhao had a strange look on his face and immediately stood up to look at him: "You understand her skin is itchy? Did she tell you?"

I didn't hear this subtext. Come out!

Fang Zichen didn't want to tell him, fearing that Brother Zhao would feel uncomfortable hearing it: "Sleep, sleep, don't ask so many questions."

"No," Brother Zhao refused to let him sleep, frowned, and said anxiously: "You have to make it clear."

Fang Zichen Nowadays, everyone wants to take a bite of the fragrant steamed buns and pork belly in the village. He Huihui is back now, and Aunt He is afraid that she will make some plans.

Fang Zichen wondered, "What did you say?"

"Aunt Liu came to see you?" Brother Zhao asked again.

"No!" Fang Zichen thought about it and laughed directly: "Are you afraid that Aunt He will seduce me?"

Brother Zhao: "..."

It's not that he is afraid of Aunt He, but that of her daughter.

If it were Aunt He, he wouldn't be afraid. As long as Fang Zichen didn't get confused, Aunt He would never be his opponent.

Fang Zichen didn't know what he was thinking, but seeing Brother Zhao caring so much, he felt quite embarrassed.

"Okay, okay, I plan to hang on your tree for the rest of my life and never find another home." Fang Zichen smiled, leaned close to his ear, and said softly: "Whoever touches me, I will kick her , I will keep my integrity for you and abide by my morals."

Brother Zhao was happy, but he pursed his lips and did not laugh.

Fang Zichen said again: "If you find a husband like me, your ancestral grave must be on fire, and just smoking will not do it."

Brother Zhao pinched his smooth chin and kissed the corner of his mouth: "A little bit of face."

Brother Zhao My son wants to collect chili peppers at home, so the shop will not open for now. The business is good, so I really can't bear to close it, but there is no one at home, so I can't help it.

At noon that day, Fang Zichen was talking to Yang Mingyi. Someone came in from outside and said that someone from the dental shop was looking for him.

When Fang Zichen came out, he found that it was the steward of the dental store. He didn't buy anyone last time, so the steward said that the goods would be available next time and would notify him as soon as possible.

His description made Fang Zichen a little uncomfortable, but he also knew that this was the case in Daxia. Some people were aloof and admired and supported by thousands of people, while some people were like ants, with lives as thin as paper.

Those maids from last time were dragged away by Brother Zhao before Fang Zichen had time to look at them. When the manager of Yahang saw that Fang Zichen didn't lose his temper and went to buy candied haws for his husband after they left the door, he knew he should introduce them to him. Who is it?

Fang Zichen went with the steward. As soon as he arrived at the door, he heard someone crying, and the voice was very familiar.

Go in and take a look. Are you familiar with it?

The three members of Mr. Wu Song's family are being held in a cage.

Fang Zichen stood outside the iron fence, shocked and blinking uncertainly: "Xiaoxia Lin? Why did you get in?"

"Oh, it's you, young master!" Li Yanmei saw him and burst into tears: "Lin Xiaoxia?" If I can see you again before I die, I will die with no regrets."

Fang Zichen: "..."

This eldest sister really doesn't like to talk to people.

The manager of Yahang looked at him with admiration in his eyes.

Li Yanmei is not ugly, she is even quite pretty, but she is very good at killing pigs. When she was young, the people seeking to marry her were lined up from the street to the end of the street, but one time when Li Da came back from herding pigs, she encountered pork. When the stall was over, the pig suddenly started running. Li Yanmei rushed out of the room, hugged the pig's neck, and choked the pig directly. She called Li to bring a big knife and stabbed the pig's neck directly in the street. , blood splattered three feet.

The whole set of actions is fierce, fast, and neat, but the blood is really bloody.

At first glance, everyone found that they had thought about proposing marriage before, but now they no longer dare to think about it.

Who wouldn't be afraid of marrying such a woman?

It doesn't matter if they just get married, but if they live for a long time, they will inevitably have quarrels and conflicts. If Li Yanmei slaps them in a fit of anger, she may have to die on the spot given her strength.

Anyone who dares to marry such a woman can be regarded as a well-known man.

What's more, it's an affair.

Fang Zichen immediately said: "Don't look at me like that, I have nothing to do with her!"

Jiaojiao wiped her tears. She still had some impression of Fang Zichen. The last time this uncle came to buy bones, he was holding a beautiful one. younger brother.

"Uncle, do you have any steamed buns? Jiaojiao is so hungry."

Where can Fang Zichen find steamed buns? He asked in confusion: "What's wrong with you guys?"

Chapter 170

"I owe someone some money, but I can't pay it back." Lin Xiaoxia lost a lot of weight, and thinking that these days were not easy, he said, "I can only sell myself."

"How much do you owe?" Fang Zichen asked.

Lin Xiaoxia looked sad. Seeing her daughter crying from hunger, the burly man also had red eyes: "More than three hundred taels."

Fang Zichen: "..."

After all, he is still poor.

More than three hundred taels, still order some! !

However, a year ago, when he was arrogant, he had the same tone when talking about five or six hundred thousand.

Nowadays, things have changed and people have changed. Alas,

there are not many other things in Daxia, but there are many people. Once there are too many of these things, they will become worthless.

A pig costs about two taels, and the people in this dental shop are not much more expensive than pigs. There are a few girls and some young men locked up in the corner.

They are obviously human beings, but they are kept in cages like livestock with a clearly marked price.

Fang Zichen couldn't explain how he felt, except that he felt inexplicably panicked, as if he was being pressed by a huge boulder, and could hardly breathe.

After all, they met each other, and Fang Zichen bought the three of them.

Others are powerless.

An average man with a strong body would need six taels, but someone like Li Yanmei would need about three to five taels.

The manager of the tooth shop said that because it was a similar event and everyone was old acquaintances, he would only charge him ten taels. He seemed to be afraid that Fang Zichen would regret it, so he went through the procedures very quickly.

Fang Zichen always felt that there was something fishy in this, until Jiaojiao gently pulled his sleeves and shouted that he was hungry. Fang Zichen bought them six buns. Lin Xiaoxia did not move, saying that he was not hungry, and let Jiaojiao and Li Yanmei eat them. He just understands.

He has seen Jiaojiao's 'power' before, but why did he just forget about it!

I was tricked by the manager of the dental shop!

Of the six buns, Jiaojiao finished five of them. After eating, she looked at Fang Zichen eagerly, as if she wasn't full yet.

Fang Zichen wanted to return the product.

But the deed of sale was signed, and his name was written in the owner's business, so there was no room for going back on it.

Fang Zichen had no choice but to buy ten more buns. When the bun seller saw that he was buying them for Lin Xiaoxia and others, she confiscated the money.

Lin Xiaoxia used to get rid of harm to the people and killed the tiger that often appeared on the official road outside the gate of Fu'an Town. Everyone remembered his kindness and they were very jealous of what happened to him. They couldn't help but sent a few The buns are still okay.

Fang Zichen settled them in the shop and returned to Zuixiao Tower.

As long as you sign the deed of betrayal, you cannot escape. Once you escape and are caught, the consequences will be quite serious.

Moreover, when outsiders from various states and counties enter the city, officers and soldiers must check the documents.

People who are relegated to slave status do not have household registration. If they want to enter the city at this time, they must hold the household registration of the master's family or go with the master's family, so Fang Zichen is not worried at all. Moreover, Lin Xiaoxia is eager to send his righteousness to the city. I have a temperament that runs through my life, and I will definitely not do such a thing.

I was in a hurry to get back to work, so I didn't ask carefully. When I came back and inquired with shopkeeper Yang, I found out that Lin Xiaoxia was a escort. Some time ago, he helped a Yuanzhou trading house to pledge a batch of blue and white porcelain. When he arrived in Huzhou, his younger brother The goods were not tied up. The bandits rushed out and frightened the horses. They pulled the truck and ran away. The dirt road here was bumpy and extremely uneven. The horses sprayed wildly all the way. When Lin Xiaoxia was able to deal with the bandits and catch up, the horse box containing the goods was It had been thrown down the road, and most of the porcelain was broken.

The total price of this batch of goods was high, and the boy did not dare to take responsibility. Seeing this, he ran away overnight.

Lin Xiaoxia borrowed more than three hundred taels here and there, sold all the houses, and still hasn't paid it back.

I had heard before that his parents passed away when he was thirteen years old and he had no relatives in the town. After that, he went out to work alone. He came back when he was twenty years old and left three hundred taels of silver in an ordinary family. , it is a huge sum of money. Li Da has not made much money selling pork these years. He has only saved a few dozen taels for most of his life, so it is really of no use.

In the end, Lin Xiaoxia had no choice but to sell herself to the owner's

family, the Zheng family in Yuanzhou. Because it was the first time she helped them pledge goods and she had never had any contact with them before, Lin Xiaoxia didn't know what her character was like. Once she sold herself, she would be Depending on others, whether you live well or not depends entirely on your family. Lin Xiaoxia didn't dare to gamble and wanted to reconcile with Li Yanmei and let her take him back, but Li Yanmei disagreed.

Although the couple quarreled a little every day and a lot every two days, and even got physical when the quarrel was severe, the relationship between the couple was extremely deep. It was just due to their personalities and tempers that they would always feel uncomfortable if they didn't quarrel for a day.

Lin Xiaoxia had been working as a escort for so many years and could not save even three hundred taels. Fang Zichen seriously suspected that it was because the family of three ate too much. They had only been in the house for more than ten days, so the owner sold them. It was probably for this reason.

Fang Zichen shook his head and sighed, he was really careless.

...

Something happened while harvesting the peppers at noon.

Three old ladies came together.

They came to sell chili peppers, but Brother Zhao said no, and he would never buy from them again.

The old ladies were anxious: "Why? Brother Zhao, you can't do this! We have picked the peppers. If you don't want them anymore, let us do something about it."

There were several people in the yard who had just weighed the peppers. I was waiting for Brother Zhao to pay the bill, and when he said he wouldn't take it any more, I thought he had bought enough.

But since they are no longer harvested, why not tell everyone in advance that the picked peppers will not last long. If the sun is good, they can be kept after drying. However, in winter, the weather is gloomy and humid, and they can easily rot.

Everyone suddenly felt that Brother Zhao had done something inappropriate.

Brother Zhao hadn't spoken yet. Brother Zhou who was helping on the side said first: "Why? Go home and ask your daughter-in-law! I don't have to buy your chili peppers. You have made money. You'll be in a panic after eating too much. See It's crazy to speak ill of people."

Brother Zhou was quite unconvinced. Brother Zhao was worried about Fang Zichen and it was hard to argue with them, but he was not afraid.

Aunt Liu somehow found out about yesterday's barnyard incident, and told Brother Zhou when she came back in the evening.

"Where can I buy these peppers? If I buy them in the town, they can also send them directly to the store. Brother Zhao, please go back to the village to buy them. Why? I'm not just trying to win over the big guy, but I'm biased. Some people are arrogant and feel uncomfortable talking to him, but they turn around and buy their own chili peppers for him. Such a person is a bitch and has to build a memorial arch. "When the

old woman heard this, she was stunned. I know it was my daughter-in-law who caused the problem.

What Brother Zhou said is indeed correct.

Several surrounding villages grow peppers, so Brother Zhao doesn't necessarily have to buy them from them. When he comes back to the village, he has to borrow an oxcart to bring the peppers back, which is somewhat inconvenient.

The old ladies were stunned by what Brother Zhou said, but they still licked their faces and begged: "Brother Zhao, my daughter-in-law is not sensible. I will definitely talk to her well when I get back. Can you not be the same as them?" Look at our pepper..."

"If you don't want it, you don't want it." Brother Zhao quickly raised his eyes and said, "A lot of things can't be solved by just being ignorant."

"That's right." Brother Zhou agreed. " Those daughters-in-law in your family are all in their late twenties, aren't they sensible at this age?"

Being treated so humiliatingly by two juniors, one of the women was angry and angry, and said: "But...what's wrong with just a few words? Isn't it okay!"

Brother Zhao frowned when he heard this . , a few middle-aged women standing in the courtyard couldn't bear it anymore.

As the saying goes, bad words can hurt people. It's really not good to say a few words. It won't lose an arm or a leg and lose a lot of flesh. But if the rightful owner knows about it, listen, can people feel comfortable?

Some words are like a dull knife, not fatal, but if it is scratched on the body, it will cause blood and pain after a long time.

"Hey, you old fool," one of the young women pointed at Mrs. Ge and said, "You slut who married three men, stop talking nonsense here. I might as well go and give it to you if you have the time." The first ex-husband and the second ex-husband will visit the grave and then go back to cook some meat for Uncle Ge so that he can eat more good things. Otherwise, you might kill him someday. What an injustice! "

"You, what are you talking about?" The old woman's face turned red with anger. She married her first husband when she was seventeen, but not long after her marriage, the short-lived ghost went up the mountain to cut firewood and was bitten to death by a poisonous snake.

Generally speaking, if you lose your innocence, you may not be able to get married again, but Mrs. Ge is pretty and has a big butt, and she looks like she is good at giving birth to babies.

The second husband's family was poor and could not find a wife, so he married Mrs. Ge through a matchmaker.

Less than two years after the second marriage, this man also died. The first husband could be called an accident and was short-lived, but the second husband, who had a good body and bones, died inexplicably. Everyone began to spread the word that she was a cheat.

The rumors spread more and more widely, and no one dared to come to ask for marriage. It was not until Old Man Ge went to their village to help people build a house that Old Mrs. Ge hooked up with him, abandoned her daughter, and returned to Xiaohe Village with her.

Everyone knows this. It is nothing in modern times for a woman to marry three husbands. It is a normal thing, but in Daxia, it is not too disgraceful. When Mrs. Ge was young, she would have had enough of pointing fingers. Now, in the past few decades, Years have passed and no one has mentioned this matter. Now it is suddenly mentioned in front of the juniors, which makes me feel angry and ashamed.

"Oh, why are you so angry? It's just a few words. It's okay!"

"You...you..."

The old lady was angry and walked away.

Brother Zhao said thank you.

The woman waved her hands and said, "It's okay, I just thought her words didn't make sense."

Fang Zichen came back in the evening and told her about Lin Xiaoxia's family. Brother Zhao doesn't care, as long as he doesn't buy those Yingying Yanyan with impure thoughts, everything else is fine.

He kept staring at Fang Zichen, and Fang Zichen blinked: "Why are you looking at me? Am I particularly handsome today?" "

..." Brother Zhao said: "Yeah!"

He was so straightforward that Fang Zichen was a little embarrassed and scratched his head: "You're telling the damn truth again. I'm not so handsome every day. I wake up to my handsomeness every day, but I can't help it. It's hard to give up on natural beauty!"

Brother Zhao Er laughed softly.