The fate of writers

Chapter 31
With such confusion, Jiang Ling took to the streets. Zhang Hong and Huang Yiping were by no means alone. Compared with men under the same conditions, there was still a gap in their strength and survivability. They were able to escape all the way to Yin County and Ping County. Bofu is that their perseverance and wisdom are even better.

Of course, it is not ruled out that more men will be pulled to become strong men, but in short, their ability to survive is still stronger.

Those who want to find people who have escaped can’t go to the bustling places. They lose everything. When they arrive in Pingbo Mansion, they often only have a single coat, a pair of straw sandals, and themselves. Other than that, they have nothing.

Pingbo Mansion is a prosperous city with many immigrants coming to make a living, and the easiest way for them to get jobs is to sell their efforts.The more you work, the more you work, and the more you work, the more you work. This kind of working dock meets the conditions, and it is also the dock that attracts the largest number of immigrants.

Jiang Ling arrived at the dock. A stooped man with gray beard and hair was walking crookedly. The load on his back made his delicate legs tremble. He took a step forward with his left foot but accidentally stepped on a stone. The stone lay on the ground. Unstable on the wet ground, he fell in front of Jiang Ling.

The man looked at Jiang Ling's clean satin shoes and thought they were the head of the house who came to inspect the goods or the eldest lady who came to see the fun. In short, they were all big shots he couldn't afford to offend.

The cargo he was carrying fell heavily on the ground, swayed a bit, and finally fell into the puddle, splashing in all directions, only a short distance from jumping to the corner of Jiang Ling's skirt.

It was this that made the man's heart rise to his throat.The day before yesterday, someone fell down while moving the goods, and the nobleman was covered in mud. This nobleman happened to be the buyer who moved the goods. The buyer was unhappy, and the settlement money was also less.That's not bad, and last month...

The water splash did not jump on Jiang Ling, which made the man relieved, but at the same time he couldn't help complaining. These noble people had nothing to do all day long, so what kind of fun was there at the dock?He was a foreigner and a refugee. He finally found a job to survive, but he couldn't just lose it.He also blames himself. Why is he so unsatisfied? Why can't he walk more steadily?

Jiang Ling knelt down and wanted to ask if he was okay, but the man was startled, thinking that he had met an unreasonable master, so he knelt down and kowtowed, begging for mercy: "A villain is a villain if he offends a nobleman. It’s not human, I just hope that the nobles and adults don’t count the faults of the villain, the villain came all the way with his young son, and the youngest son is sick now, the villain really can’t do without this job, the villain all points to this job for help. Please be noble Put the villain on high."

At this moment, the eyes of the people around were all attracted. Fortunately, they were all experienced people, so they quickly turned their heads and continued their work.The one who was close walked a little farther, the one next to him quickened his pace, and the one who was walking the closest in a straight line wanted to make a detour.

The foreman in charge of the men also noticed the movement here. He pulled off the grass in his mouth and cursed secretly. He should not have hired these foreigners for cheap.No matter how reluctant he was, he could only walk over. His men made mistakes, how could he not bear responsibility as the foreman.

From a distance, the foreman was actually taller than Jiang Ling, but when he walked in front of Jiang Ling, he was half a head shorter than Jiang Ling. He slapped the man, and kowtowed against the man.

"Miss, this is one of my subordinates. I just arrived yesterday. I don't understand the rules. I offend you. I'm really sorry. Zhang San, I still haven't apologized to the lady. The lady has kind thoughts in her heart, God will bless you In short, you can’t take chances and deceive the lady to be kind. You are clumsy, I think you still have to help with your studies first, and I will put the wages for these two days first.” The foreman spoke while suppressing the man again. three heads.

The weight is so heavy, Jiang Ling can tell from the blood dripping from the man's forehead.The foreman moved proficiently and quickly, and Jiang Ling didn't have time to stop him, and Jiang Ling didn't dare to do anything more, for she was afraid that it would cause some deeper misunderstandings.

When the male foreman said this, he became even more anxious, but he could only repeat what the foreman said: "I'm sorry, it's all my fault, I'm sorry, it's all my fault..."

Under such a situation, Jiang Ling had no choice but to pick up the young lady's demeanor and said: "It's not a big deal, and you don't have to be so harsh on him. Don't hold back the money you earn. He is from a foreign country, so that's just right. The accent is from Gui Province, where is Gui Province from? I have some questions I want to ask him."

After listening to Jiang Ling's words, the foreman immediately obediently let go of the man's hand and replied: "Yes, yes, it is what the lady said. Zhang San is a Bauhinia native of Guangxi Province. Miss, this way."

The foreman led the way and brought Jiang Ling to a shed where he rested.The environment is still not very good, but at least it is an environment for conversation.

"The place is a little rough, I hope you won't blame me." After saying that, the foreman left with understanding.

Jiang Ling dusted himself lightly, then sat down and said to Zhang San: "Sit down."

"The villain doesn't dare." Where did Zhang San dare to do it, he heard what his workers said, and the nobles all said one thing and did another.

"You are standing so tall, do you want me to look up at you?" As soon as Jiang Ling said this, Zhang San immediately picked up a small stool and sat down, making sure that he was shorter than Jiang Ling.

"The foreman said you are from Bauhinia, Gui Province?" Jiang Ling asked.

"Yes, the little man lives in Zijing County, Guangxi Province." Zhang San replied sternly, and he answered whatever Jiang Ling asked.

"Why did you come all the way to Pingbo Mansion to make a living?"

"There was a thief at home. If it weren't for the fact that there was no way to survive, why would I have left my hometown?" When mentioning this, Zhang San's eyes flashed with hatred, and he became very excited.Thinking of his dead parents and wife, and the ups and downs along the way, Zhang San clenched his fists.

"I heard that a thief named Hong was making a fortune in Jintian. All the surrounding counties were affected by the disaster. An aunt of mine married far away and moved to Guizhou Province. There has been no news for three months." Jiang Ling made up a story for himself. Aunt, used to close the distance between herself and Zhang San.

As expected, Zhang San relaxed a little towards Jiang Ling: "My lady's relatives probably lost the letters while fleeing. It's all the fault of the East Thieves. If there were no East Thieves, why would every family in Bauhinia House be destroyed?"

"Eastern thief?"

"Miss, I don't know that Feng Qingshan, who calls himself the King of the East, is the most capable general under Hong Thief. Every time he breaks the city, Feng is particularly active, and once he breaks into the city, he orders the sword not to be sealed for three days. Zijin also suffers It’s a vicious hand. I really regret not listening to my wife’s words, fields, fields, fields, what kind of fields will we have if the people are gone?” When Zhang San said this, his face was full of pain.

(End of this chapter)