Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3311
The bearded man was so angry that he blew his beard and stared at his eyes, and said loudly: "Wang Xiucai, did I not pay back the money I owed you, or did I sleep with your wife? The village master wrote a good handwriting, and I praised you a few words. Do you insist on biting me?"

"Ha, you bullied me for not being educated, so why are you a rough old man? You were just a poor scholar before you went up the mountain, look at what you can do, and I still need to say six six seven seven, 嗛!"

Da Huazi was furious, his face flushed red.

The one who was called Wang Xiucai was also full of embarrassment, he raised the fan in his hand and pointed at the bearded man, "A barbarian is a barbarian, I just asked you one more question, and you are just talking so much about me, "

"There is a saying that hits people without slapping them in the face, and scolds without revealing their faults. You are just picking on other people's weaknesses, really, really..."

"What is it really? My bearded man is a rough man, with a rectum dragging from his stomach to his heels." The bearded man interrupted Wang Xiucai.

"It's you, a scholar, who just drank a few more sips of ink than me and dragged the text with me, saying sour things, you deserve it!"

Wang Xiucai blushed from being choked by the bearded man, and almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"It's really a scholar who meets a soldier. I can't explain why. I won't argue with you, because this is playing the piano against a cow!" Wang Xiucai said.

When the bearded man heard this, he was happy.

"Hahaha, if there is such a musician who ran to play the piano to a cow, it means that the musician himself is a big fool, and the cow can't be blamed..." the bearded man said.

Wang Xiucai was so angry that he fell backwards, but when he thought about it carefully, it seemed that his words were really rude!

From the beginning to the end, the boy at the table was writing his own words there, turning a deaf ear to the conversation of the two confidant subordinates here, let alone arguing, even if the two subordinates fought, it is estimated that for the boy, if he did not write Completely written will never look up.

"call……"

Here, the young man finally finished his last stroke, he let out a soft breath, gracefully put the brush in his hand aside, and then raised those bright and clear eyes to sweep at the two people in front of him.

"Uncle Elders, is your argument over?" he asked.

It still has a nice child's voice and a very innocent appearance, but it makes Big Beard and Wang Xiucai dare not neglect the slightest.

The two hurriedly got down, and said with big beards: "The argument is over, Wang Xiucai and I used to be like this, haha, we are used to being run on!"

The young man pursed his lips lightly, "It's fine if you don't hurt your friendship. Youdao means you don't know each other if you don't fight."

Both the bearded man and Wang Xiucai nodded together.

At this time, the young man's eyes fell on Wang Xiucai: "Uncle Xiucai, I finished writing my handwriting, and I will ask you for advice later. Now, let's talk about something serious."

Hearing that it was a matter of business, both Big Beard and Wang Xiucai suppressed the smiles on their faces, and changed to serious expressions.

The young man took out a confidential letter from the desk drawer, threw it on the table, then raised his chin, motioning for the bearded man and Wang Xiucai to read it.

The bearded man scratched his head, "I'm still a scholar, you see, I'm an old man who can't read."

Wang Xiucai stepped forward to pick up the secret letter and read it at a glance.

After reading it, Wang Xiucai's complexion suddenly changed.

The bearded man came over, "What's the matter? Xiucai, tell me quickly."

Wang Xiucai glanced at the bearded man beside him, hesitated to speak, and then turned his gaze to the young man behind the desk.

At this time, the boy had already sat down, and he sat there with a leisurely posture, and crossed his legs.

His fingers tapped lightly on the armrest of the chair, his face was calm and breezy.

But that gaze was deep and far away, which seemed inconsistent with his age and appearance.

"Uncle Xiucai, tell the bearded uncle." The young man said.

Wang Xiucai nodded, turned around and said to the bearded man beside him who was so anxious that his face was flushed red: "He Lao Liu and his gang broke the rules and went to hang out on the river over there. There, a merchant ship was robbed."

"There was a whole family on the merchant ship, and they all handed over all their wealth. He Lao Liu still didn't let them go. All the men were killed, all the women were ruined, and the children were thrown into the river to feed the fish. The method was extremely cruel!"

"Damn it!" the bearded man squinted and yelled.

"There is a way to steal, we are bandits, we only want money, even if we kill people, it is for self-protection1"

"Nie Ma's He Lao Liu, who took money and broke the rules, even children, who lent him the courage?"

"Did he forget that two months ago, he wanted to capture our cottage, and the village owner took our brothers to kill him directly in his old nest. Did he hide in the chicken coop in fright and dare not come out?"

"Villager, if you say a word, I will take my brothers to He Laoliu's lair and kill them all!" said the bearded man.

The boy sitting on the chair was still calm and breezy, as if the sky was falling and he couldn't be moved unless he wanted to.

Here, Wang Xiucai said to the bearded man: "Don't be impatient, since that He Laoliu dared to put his hand on the river, and that section of the river was covered by a man named Brother Mao in the past. A well-known Jiangyang thief."

"A small character like He Laoliu dares to grab meat in Brother Mao's territory. It must be not easy behind it. Let's listen to what the village master has to say first!"

The bearded man and Wang Xiucai looked at the young man at the desk together.

At this time, the boy raised his sleeve-length fingers and gently rubbed his forehead, and then, the corners of his pretty lips curled into a mocking arc.

"Brother Mao is ignorant of current affairs, offended someone who shouldn't be offended, and died ten days ago." The boy said.

"He Laoliu and one of Brother Mao's confidantes have secretly communicated with each other a long time ago. Once Brother Mao died, the two families became one family. Now they have grown stronger and are on the river." The young man said.

Then, he said casually: "There are still two months before the Chinese New Year. Many officials and wealthy businessmen will bring the young and old north or south."

"Many places are fighting on land, and the checkpoints are closed, so they choose to take the water route."

"He Lao Liu and the others are entrenched on the river, just want to take this opportunity to earn a good vote. With this vote, they will have enough food and clothing for a few lifetimes."

"When they get fat and strong, they will turn their guns and attack us, so...huh!"

The boy didn't speak, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Instead, squeeze your fingers together one by one to form a fist that is not too big or too small.

This fist has distinct joints, and the fingertips are covered with calluses. It is absolutely impossible to imagine that this is the hand of a half-grown child. How much practice and hard work are required to do this?

The bearded man secretly glanced at his hands, the calluses on these hands are far worse than that of the village master, ashamed!
The bearded man and Wang Xiucai approached the young man, and after a few words of instruction, the bearded man's eyes lit up, and his breathing became rapid and excited.

And Wang Xiucai nodded again and again, and said to the young man: "The owner of the village is smart, the subordinates will do it now, and when the time comes, I will give He Lao Liu and the others a trick to draw their salaries from the bottom of the pot!"

(End of this chapter)