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Chapter 128 Go Home!

early noon.

On the official road from Langshan County to Tongshan County, five passersby came from east to west.

"Uncle, Dad, why is Langshan County so desolate?"

Among the five, He Dong, who was the youngest and handsome, walked and watched all the way.

At this time, spring plowing is busy, but in Langshan County, there are large tracts of farmland abandoned, and there are no working farmers, only weeds and desolate grass.

He Zhongyi, He Dong's father, kept walking. He frowned and looked around, but he didn't answer the question, "After five miles, we will enter the boundary of Tongshan."

At this time, He Zhongyi's eldest son, He Bei, clutched his stomach and said, "Daddy, I can't bear it any longer. Please wait for me for a while, I'll go to the woods to relax."

After finishing speaking, without waiting for Dad's consent, he rushed into the forest on the south side of the official road.

"There is a lot of shit and urine on the lazy donkey!"

He Zhongyi looked at his son's back and cursed, but had no choice but to sit down on a stone by the roadside, and at the same time looked vigilantly at the front and back of the official road.

On the side, the uncle of the He family, He Zhongli, who had a rather kind face, sat beside He Zhongyi, and said with a smile, "This journey has been smooth, Zhongyi doesn't have to be so nervous anymore."

He Zhongyi was noncommittal.

He Zhongli's son, He's paternal grandson He Nan glanced east, and said, "Daddy, this trip won't be in vain."

"It depends on man's effort." He Zhongli replied firmly first, but then he sighed, "Now our family's raw silk business is occupied by Zheng Yong, and dozens of us eat and chew every day, spending money like running water. You have to find another way.”

The members of the He family fell silent. Only 13-year-old He Dong was squatting in the grass beside the road to catch grasshoppers, seemingly ignorant of the predicament his family was facing.

The He family originally ran a raw silk shop in Caizhou City. Although they were not considered wealthy, they did not have to worry about food and clothing.

I don't want to, Zheng Yong, the governor of Caizhou's left-behind department, was imprisoned last year for making random arrangements for He Zhongyi, and he was finally released after corrupting the He family's shop.

As the saying goes, cutting off a person's fortune is like cutting off a fortune.

Zheng Yong was so powerful that the He family couldn't afford to offend him, so he could only break his teeth and swallow in his stomach, looking for another way out.

This year, brothers He Zhongli and Zhongyi accidentally came across several issues of Today’s Headlines, which continuously reported on the upcoming Watermelon Festival in June.

It just so happened that last summer a vendor sold Luliuxu's watermelons to Caizhou City, and the brothers were lucky enough to eat a few pieces.

At that time, they were full of praise for this juicy and sweet melon. They also read in the newspaper that the scale of watermelon planting in Tongshan County this year far exceeds that of last year. Merchants from all over the world are welcome to come and buy.

So the two brothers moved their minds and went to Tongshan County for inspection a few months in advance, hoping to directly meet the proprietor who has the source of goods, so that they can do a big job when the melons are ripe in summer.

In order to increase the knowledge of the nephews, three cousins, He Nan, He Bei and He Dong, were specially brought along on this trip.

While thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of horseshoes in front of him.

Before the four members of the He family could react, about a dozen men in different costumes had already rushed in front of them.

"Appreciate~"

The man who looked like the leader in the front lifted the reins of the horse, looked at the four people off the horse, and licked his lips as if unintentionally.

The four members of the He family leaned closer together subconsciously.

He Zhongli and He Zhongyi looked at each other silently. The lead man had a short stature, with upside-down triangular eyes, and a scar from a knife slanted down from between his eyebrows to his left cheek.

It doesn't look like a good person.

The rest of the crowd, some rode mules, some rode donkeys. All of them held knives and sticks. Among them was a man with pale skin who looked like a scholar, with an embroidered apron on the tip of the knife, and a striking bloodstain remained on the apron.

Rice sacks were dropped on both sides of the animal. Looking closely, the rice sacks were also stained with blood stains.

He Zhongyi groaned secretly in his heart. This group of people looked like strong men who had just robbed a certain house!
At the same time, I was puzzled, this road is connected with the official roads of Langshan and Tongshan, I have never heard that there are such poor and strong people near the official roads.
After a short confrontation, after all, He Zhongyi, who had seen some things in the world, took the lead in cupping his fists and said, "May I ask you heroes, where are the heroes from?"

He Zhongyi traveled all the year round to buy raw silk, so he wanted to try to see if he could make some connections.

Immediately, the short and thick man was also refreshing, he smiled and said: "If you don't want to change your name, sit down or change your surname, let the family stand up!"

"!"

In March in Yangchun, the breeze is not dry.

Beads of sweat suddenly appeared on He Zhongyi's forehead.

In the territory of Caizhou, Zhang Lizhang Rentu is a name that can stop children crying at night. This person is not only greedy, but also bloodthirsty!

It's just that this stand used to be only active near Yuquan Mountain, dozens of miles away in the northeast, how did it come here today?

If they had known in advance that this group of people were here, the He family would never have passed by here.

Seeing He Zhongyi's appearance, Zhang Li smiled complacently, and said leisurely, "Have you heard of my name?"

He Zhongyi and his elder brother looked at each other again, and hurriedly bowed and said: "The hero's name is powerful in two prefectures and six counties, and I have admired him for a long time."

Now I can only say good things, and give up some money to save my brother's life. Brother He Zhongli understood what he meant, and hurriedly took out a bag of silver from the bag, held it in front of the horse with both hands, and said humbly: "A little silver to honor the lord. I hope the lord and my family It is convenient for everyone”

"It's easy to say~ hahaha."

Zhang Li laughed heartily, but part of the nerves were dead due to the scar on his face. The smile was only on the right half of his face, and there was no expression on the left half of his face.

Unspeakably spooky and thrilling.

He Dong, who was only thirteen years old, stood beside his father, trembling with fright.

The green-faced scholar riding a mule and holding his bellyband with the tip of a knife stared straight at He Dong for a long time, then smiled softly and said, "Xiao Lang, don't panic, I'll let you go now."

With his words, the He family breathed a sigh of relief.

If the money is gone, you can earn it again, as long as you are a good person!
He Zhongli stepped forward holding the silver in both hands
'唰~'

'噗~'

'Boom~'

But the next moment, a sudden change happened
The green-faced scholar who spoke softly just now suddenly swung a knife
A cold light suddenly appeared, the blade flew by, and He Zhongli's wrists were severed. Both hands fell to the ground together with the silver they were holding, kicking up some dust.

"what!"

"The money has been given, why hurt people!"

He Zhongli's miserable howl and He Zhongyi's furious roar sounded at the same time.

"Hahaha, since you know my name, do you still want to live? If you let you go, wouldn't my name be ashamed?"

Zhang Li sat on the horse, as if he was talking about a matter of course.

Before he finished speaking, all the minions behind him rushed up with bloodthirsty eyes.

The green-faced scholar got off his horse and stabbed He Zhongli's chest, which was writhing in pain, with a knife. Then he drew the knife and wiped the blood on the clothes of He Zhongli who was still breathing. Then he seemed to have remembered something important, and hurriedly slapped They shouted, "Leave that young man with me!"

Among the remaining three members of the He family, only He Zhongyi knew some simple fists and kicks.

But two fists are no match for four hands, and he has no weapons. In a short while, he has been stabbed several times, and he took the time to look, but saw that his nephew He Nan had been hacked to the ground with a knife in his neck. Layers of skin and flesh are connected, and there is absolutely no possibility of survival.

He Zhongyi knew very well that today, there was no hope of escaping.
When he was distracted for a while, he suddenly felt a chill on his back, and when he lowered his head, he saw the tip of a simple knife protruding from the back through his chest.

He Zhongyi suddenly felt that life was passing quickly. At this moment, his chest was full of resentment, hating Zheng Yongzhan for making a living, and hating the strongman for killing for no reason. He also had many worries, worrying about how the women and children in the family would survive in the future, and worrying about the fate of the youngest son.
But in the end, he exhausted his last bit of strength and yelled sadly towards the forest on the south side: "Go home!"

He Zhongyi's eldest son, He Bei, is still in the woods. His cry is to warn his son not to be impulsive, and to hide first to save his life.
Because there are still a group of women and children waiting for him to take care of at home.

In the forest on the south side, He Bei hid behind a tree, holding a wooden stick he picked up at random in both hands, his teeth trembling uncontrollably.

But in the end, he didn't have the courage to step out and fight for his life.
I watched my uncle, father, and cousin die tragically one by one, and I also watched my younger brother being dragged into the weeds by the hair of the green-faced scholar
Two quarters later.

The official road returned to tranquility.

His legs were shaking non-stop, He Bei walked out leaning on a stick.

The three of them were lifeless, and He Bei hurriedly searched for the traces of dragging in the weeds, but saw the 13-year-old boy lying on the ground, his trousers had been pulled back below his knees.

A filth.

And the back of the younger brother was pierced by a sharpened wooden thorn, and he was firmly fixed on the ground.
He Bei knelt down, silently helping the younger brother to pull up his trousers. Suddenly he remembered that his younger brother was still pestering him in the morning, and when he arrived in Tongshan County, he asked his elder brother to buy him a puppet of Sun Dasheng.
He Bei didn't feel sad yet, he just felt his chest and abdomen throbbing, turned his head and started to vomit.

Choking tears and snot
not yet.

After hastily burying his family members' bodies, He Bei walked westward like walking corpses.

Caizhou is in the east, and going west is not the way to go home
At this moment, he didn't know why he wanted to go west.

Maybe it was to see the melon fields in Tongshan County for my father, or maybe it was just to help my younger brother buy a puppet of Sun Dasheng.

(End of this chapter)