Poor family mother and son

Xiao Bao stopped the violent beating: "Don't hit them! Detain them, and wait for their boss to come and demand someone."

The two jade hunters said that Daxuan had stolen their jade. This was a matter of principle. In Xiaobao's view, it represented the attitude of the fourth prince.

Obviously it was a contract signed by both parties, but it became "stealing" in their mouths, and this matter must be discussed.

"Can someone ask for someone?" Qiao Keli asked, "You two are just poor ghosts!"

"Yes," Xiao Bao replied, looking upstream, "I've been successful in stealing several times, but this time I went out to steal but didn't return. Someone will always come and see."

Xiaobao has also noticed in the past few days that there are Voss wandering back and forth upstream of the boundary marker. Just like what the boys said, they don't look like poor jade pickers. Even if they are not soldiers, they must be overseers.

It's just late.

It was getting dark, and Qiao Keli came to visit the class today, and brought a lot of roast chicken and braised duck, as well as a lot of bacon, and everyone stewed several pots of dried beans, which was a rare meal of meat.

Now the engineering team calls the meal that the caravans come to supply every time as Kai Hun, because they can eat delicious meat, not only salty jerky.

Use green onion and ginger in a pot, stir-fry the bacon, stew it with dried beans, and sprinkle with a handful of dried chili, that taste is full!

There was a burst of laughter: "It's quite self-aware!"

As soon as this sentence threatened to beat someone, the boys immediately picked up the shovel and pickaxe, as if they were going to chisel each other like a stone at any time.

"Who are the thieves calling?" asked the boys.

My boys are all from gangsters in the rivers and lakes. No matter how good the labor reform is, they still retain some bad qualities for the sake of the Voss people: "Oh! Who are you with such a loud voice? Talk and fart, don't delay my meal !"

"Cut him!" Before the boy who was whipped could reply, the friends were already yelling, there was a lot of light and shadow, it was a shaking shovel, the gang leader came over, the battle was very strong, and they were ready to fight.

Everyone looked for their reputation, and against the background of the fire, they saw six Voss standing there, surrounded by the boys. They didn't bother to answer the boys' questions, but instead asked arrogantly: "Where are you in charge? ?”

"I'll give you a chance to reorganize the language, tell me, who sent you here?" Xiaobao asked calmly.

Regardless of the strong physique of the Voss, the lone wolf is also afraid of the rats, so he dare not scold back, but he also refuses to lose face: "You thieves, let us go!"

People in Voss are not afraid of scolding people. Isn't it better than a loud voice? How can a man on the grassland yell at a horse if he doesn't have a loud voice?

If it’s not for the lucky man who loves to laugh, when the whip came, he just raised his head again and shook his shoulders exaggeratedly, so that when the whip was about to hit his eyes, the stone hit the handle of the whip, causing him to be shocked. Biased.

But they are afraid of being ridiculed by the crowd.

Xiaobao said again: "You don't have to say it if you don't want to, just keep it all, and wait until they can speak human words."

Xiaobao had already picked up a chopstick of dried beans, and everyone immediately moved their chopsticks, and only took two bites in their mouths, when they heard their own boy shouting not far away: "Who are you? What are you doing?"

After staying in Voss for more than a year, the boys learned the fastest way to swear, and the pronunciation of "A Nang Shige" is more authentic than the people in Voss.

Look at the guy who was chiseled onto the turban, it's interesting, the turban is no longer wrapped around the head, it is wrapped around the face, and it is placed on the face obliquely, covering one eyelid.

Qiao Keli stood beside Xiaobao, holding two river rocks in his hands, black and white, one up and one down, very chic.

"Okay! Don't swear," the kid immediately changed his words: "Greetings to your ancestors! Are you okay? Don't ask me to beat you!"

Seeing that the other party was a half-grown child, thin and thin, and his voice hadn't changed yet, the Voss felt insulted, and couldn't help cursing: "Have you announced that there is no one left? Where is the manager? The bastards who haven't grown hair come out, a group of soft bastards... oh!"

Xiaobao's lightning-fast old fist made everyone startled. The light was not good, and everyone thought it was a shadow swaying. The arrogant Voss man actually had a nosebleed.

"Cough!" Xiaobao cleared his throat, and the boys quieted down immediately.

"Ah Nang is dead, you whipping the whip is not a black hand?"

"What's even! You Daxuan people are despicable! Let's do something wrong!" the Voss man held his head and yelled, spittle spewed out against the background of the campfire, and was patted on his beard by the evening wind.

After that, he turned around and was about to go back to his place for dinner. The Voss yelled: "You despicable thieves are digging holes like mice, digging ditches like foxes, digging dirt like jackals, and keep stealing from us. Jade, horses and cattle and sheep!
You shamelessly and obscenely defraud us of our gold, silver and food with your rags, you..."

"That's enough!" Xiao Bao said, "We're all injured, let's even it out!"

The stone bounced off the pickaxe and fell to the forehead of another Voss man, who immediately covered his head and screamed.

"The bastard is spraying dung with his mouth full!"

"Who are you from? What are you here for?" Xiaobao asked.

"Thieves call you!" replied the Voss.

"You really owe it to me! I let you know what a black hand is!"

The Voss were surrounded by the Daxuan people and had nowhere to hide, so they smashed their heads around, just another "swoosh", and another stone hit the pickaxe, causing the pickaxe to deviate from the original track and not hit the ground. The Voss man's head was centered, but chiseled into his turban.

"Hey!" A round stone shot out.

"Ah! Shit!" The boy swung the pick in his hand as soon as he was hit.

"Fuck him!"

Qiao Keli reacted the fastest, the dagger was already on the throat of a Voss man, and the boys also reacted now, putting picks and shovels on their necks, so that the Voss man was suppressed as soon as he was about to explode.

That kid was laughing with his head up, his movements were exaggerated and his laughter was rampant, this is one of the basic skills that everyone in the Beggar Clan possesses.

"Get out of your mother..." A boy was interrupted in the middle of his words: "The boss won't let you swear!"

"Fuck, what is he talking about? Are barbarians so knowledgeable?" a boy asked.

The whip hit the kid's chin, it wasn't heavy, but it left a red mark, which immediately swelled up.

Don't look at the difference in height, but it's not a problem to punch his nose, and it's enough to jump up if he can't reach it.

Before he could finish cursing, Xiao Bao had already greeted the bridge of the opponent's nose with an old punch.

The boys laughed, and even if the Voss didn't realize what was going on, he still felt insulted, and the whip in his hand slammed towards the boy who had been talking to him.

"Bastard! You are not qualified to talk to me, tell your supervisor to come out!" said the Voss man.

"I don't know. I also wonder what they are talking about. They belong to mice and foxes. Are they getting hungry because they see us eating meat?" Another boy also discussed.

"They seem to be scolding us, quite angry, what's the matter, who put them to bed and didn't pay them? Why are you like a bitch?" another boy said.

Oh, this is true, the cool wind blows gently into the skirts of the Voss,
The voices are so loud they can't hear their own voices
Time flies by so that they have a lot of feelings
I can't see the faces of the people in front of me, I only feel the scolding
With the wind gently blowing sorrow into their hearts
Change their lives in one breath

No matter how much anger you pay, you can't count the truth
But there is no need to doubt anymore, they owe it!

*Note: Please read along with "The Season of the Wind" at the end of this chapter.