stubborn thief

Chapter 99 Yonghe County

Xizhou, Shanxi, and Yatou Mountain in Yonghe County.

On the top of the mountain, Liu Chengzong looked westward to see Wei Qianer swaying from the mountain road on a small mule.

He leaned forward and shouted towards Shanmao, "How about you, you didn't sue the official, right? Come up quickly if you haven't sued the official, and eat the stuffed skin."

Wei Qian'er responded with a laugh at the foot of the mountain, chased the mule twice, and greeted the people around him to leave quickly.

The mule was carrying two baskets of pottery bowls, and if he was carrying a man like him, he couldn't walk fast at all. In the end, he was so angry that he went down and dragged the mule hurriedly along the winding road to the mountain.

When Cao Yao heard the mule swaying, he ran out of the broken cave: "Quick, quick, divide the bowl, mother, maybe there is a bowl."

A group of bandits like a bandit's den, no, a group of big and small bandits who got out of the bandit's den laughed.

They have been in Shanxi for four days. They have eaten fried noodles for two days and steamed cakes for one day. Today, they can finally eat a bowl.

Right now, the place where they are recuperating is a huge mountain, and there is only one family living there. The villagers all fled when the drought lasted, and they occupied the magpie's nest and became a temporary camp.

To the north of this place is the Inspection Department of Yonghe Pass, and to the south there are two ferry crossings, Xingde Pass and Tieluo Pass, all of which are guarded by court officers and soldiers and local people.

There are not many troops, but in the past few days to investigate the situation, even though there is only a Yellow River across, the situation in Shanxi is indeed much better, a little better than that of Yanchuan.

Last year's drought was slightly lighter in Shanxi than in Shaanxi.

It rained in Yanchuan this year. Although it did not rain in Yonghe County, it also rained in Xizhou.

In northern Shaanxi, where the public security was bad, Liu Chengzong dared to say that the Lion Battalion was a rebel army based on the military discipline of never disturbing people and robbing villages.

But here, they are thieves.

Otherwise, the last remaining household in the village would run away as soon as they saw them coming.

It was the second time for the family to be brought back by Wei Qianer.

He ran once the night before, and Cao Yao went out and drove four miles before he came back; he ran again today and was brought back by Wei Qianer who went to buy a bowl.

"Uncle Qian, what are you talking about running? I didn't tell you all about it... give it."

Liu Chengzong squatted on the stone roller in the yard, Wei Qianer gave him a bowl of stuffed skin, and he handed it out: "Talk while you eat, eat."

The escaped villagers were fathers and sons. The father was in his fifties and the son was in his early thirties.

When the two were brought back, they squatted down beside Shi Nianzi, like two criminal suspects.

They squatted because Liu Chengzong wouldn't let him kneel.

"Okay, don't pretend to be quail. It was the same when I was found last time. I knelt in the house and felt so wronged."

Liu Chengzong handed the noodle skin over again, and Lao Qian raised his eyes and glanced carefully before catching it.

"I don't understand. What are you two running? I made it clear last time. I'll borrow a place to live for a while, and it won't hurt anyone. Besides, there are five walls in your house, and even the tile roofs are sold, and two of them are broken open. The neighbors have only put together the doors of the three houses, afraid that I will rob you two?"

The father and son looked up in grievance, and then lowered their heads and snorted the stuffed skin in the bowl, but did not speak.

Liu Chengzong thought that the father and son were really interesting. Three sticks couldn't make a fart, and he didn't know what was in his mind.

To say timid is really timid. If you go out alone, you don't need to take out a knife. When you see it, you will obediently stay on the ground and walk back.

But the slack father and son dared to run twice.

Liu Chengzong became anxious when he saw their slumped appearance, and said, "During the drought, everyone else has left and you two will not leave. I will take care of you Qiu's innocent behavior, and the two of you have run away. Today, you must make it clear to me, what are you two doing? What are you running? You just want to sue the officer?"

The life of the father and son is really not easy. The villagers have all run away, and they can survive by digging the seeds that have not germinated in other people's fields.

Dig one grain at a time every day, dig it out and eat it, and then continue digging the next day.

Father and son lived like this until Liu Chengzong came over.

He was not afraid of being sued by officials, but just wanted to find out where the people's resistance to him came from.

Old Man Qian never wastes food, eats whatever he wants, eats quickly, and never talks to anyone while eating.

This habit is also passed on to the son very well. Watching the father and son eat, one can definitely feel that food is a gift from God.

After the old man finished eating, he glanced at Liu Chengzong cautiously again, and slowly pushed the pottery bowl out from the loess in front of him, and then whispered, "Eh, you two seem to be afraid."

There is no clear dialect boundary between northern Shaanxi and Shanxi, but the intonation of individual words is different, so there is not much problem in communication.

Liu Chengzong said helplessly: "What are you afraid of? I ran twice. If I were a bad coward, I would have buried you two long ago."

Cao Yao clicked his tongue and glared at Liu Chengzong.

He made this suggestion twice.

"The year before last, I just found my mother-in-law for his baby. It was a good day. The disaster victims in Shaanxi crossed the river. The drought caused my baby to lose her mother-in-law."

The old man Qian was not afraid of being buried on the mao. He said: "If you don't come, the severe drought will not come. The hungry people in Shaanxi are coming, and the severe drought is not far away. You are not hungry people."

The old man Qian in Shanxi has a set of methods for treating the disaster victims in Shaanxi as weather forecasts.

Co-authored is the arrival of Liu Chengzong, which shattered the hope of the last watcher of Yatou Mountain.

He looked at Liu Chengzong, and then looked at the lion battalion soldiers who were sitting or squatting in the yard and eating. With a firm, serious and cautious tone, he whispered: "There is a big mess in Shaanxi."

Different people have their own philosophy of life in the world.

People benefit from this, and they are limited by it.

"We're not hungry, but we're not bad people. We still take care of food. Where in the world can there be such a good thing?"

"The big leader is not bad, but you don't stay long. If you leave, others will come. The little old man dares to bet with God, but he can't provoke others. Yatou Mountain can't stay."

Liu Chengzong also finished his meal and put the bowl aside: "Then why do you want to let you go with me?"

"We don't want to go to Shaanxi, and we don't want to harm Shanxi."

After saying this, the old man Qian was a little scared, and buried his head in his knees, not daring to lift it up.

"Okay, I get it, it's over if you say no."

Liu Chengzong waved his hands and said, "You two should go home. Stay for a few more days. It's raining in Yanchuan. There won't be any thieves coming over recently. You have to go and wait for me to leave before leaving. Leave some food for you two."

The old man Qian and his son were relieved, and they walked out of the yard slowly and went home.

When the two of them left, Cao Yao stepped forward and said, "Hey, I said what's the matter with you, lions, it's safer to kill these two. If you don't kill them, you won't have to watch the prison, but you can leave food for them when we leave?"

Cao Yao looked around, leaned closer and said, "The food we brought is enough for another 20 days."

"It's not bad for the rations for those few days. I want them to buy medicine for us. I can't believe it."

Liu Chengzong shook his head in distress: "Fortunately, it was cold early this year, and the injured brother died, his arms and legs were all crippled. In the past two days, we have to find a good person to go to the county town with them to buy medicine, and we have to get a doctor."

After saying that, he waved his hand, got up from the roller, and said to the left and right: "Everyone has finished eating, let's all enter the room, let's talk about morale, training, and reorganization."

　Good morning!Got up late today.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)