Two days later, Shaoguan Xinbao published the headline "Wild Boars rushed into the porcelain shop: The best local Western restaurant encountered a tycoon meal incident";

Not only did they add fuel to the fire and call Li Lianwen's family a tycoon meal, but they also tried their best to praise the Western restaurant with all their skills: "As soon as they stepped on the marble floor, they seemed to have entered the Wei Palace"; "This product should only be available in heaven, but how many times can I taste it in the world"; "If you want to become a glass man, you have to come to the Western restaurant;" This is naturally because the boss made the editor scold him to understand the anger and bought soft articles on the way.

The price of the purchase is very cheap: I invited the editor-in-chief of the steak once; but the other party was filled with tears in his eyes, and probably didn't taste it. He just chewed heavily in his mouth and sobbed, holding a glass ashtray on his face, shouting: "I want to be a glass man, too."

Because Shaoguan New News is a tabloid with a weekly circulation of only three or four hundred copies, it is not known that Li Lianwen is a wild boar newspaper.

But the editor-in-chief has been aroused to be fierce. If Li Lianwen is destroyed, he will not be able to sleep or eat; of course, it is mainly because Li Lianwen, Wang Lianwen, Zhao Lianwen and other things are destroyed, and his newspaper will go bankrupt.

Then came the increasingly horrifying headlines:

"Secret Person Revealed: Qing Dynasty spies lurked in this city!"

"Baosiu party members rampant: Kill short hair on June 15th?"

"Shocking Case: This newspaper found a baby finger in the garbage in Li's house in the south of the city!"

"A wealthy family has a mountain of dead babies piled up in the well!"

"Eating babies to prolong life? A horrible! The terrible custom of the pagans in the Qing Dynasty!"

"There is a transfer station for trading in Shaoguan City? Twenty-four Qing women were sold as **!"

Such a sensationalist, the title alone is worth five cents! The circulation of "Shaoguan New News" has increased sharply.

Two months later, in the light shop outside Shaoguan City, the boss Uncle Qi turned his head to look at the Li family's old fifth sitting side by side with him while reading the Shaoguan New News.

"Uncle Qi, we are always in love. My family wants to change to a Western-style glass chandeliers, which have a diameter of one meter. Do you have this lamp shop? Is there any cheap and good quality? There is no need to import it from the Western country. First, the price is expensive, and second, the old man can't stand the word "Western" and just copy it locally." Lao Wu looked at the various Western lanterns on his head while drinking tea.

Uncle Qi didn't seem to hear his friend wanting to see the lights, but he slowly leaned over with some suspicion and asked, "Five Chai, do you have a well in your house?"

"Have you been there? Of course there are, how many people in our family are there? How can we draw water if we don't dig wells? We will be careful when buying land!" Lao Wu said proudly.

Uncle Qi sat upright in horror, and was a little far away from Lao Wu. He turned his head and stared at the newspaper again, half-thought and half-heartedly asked: "Is the well of your house... 'Two ginkgo trees beside the well, one was cut down...'"

"Yes, how do you know? The wooden pier by the well is a good place to enjoy the cool air. Then ice a watermelon in the well and eat melons while watching the moon. It's so comfortable." Lao Wu said with a smile.

"'The other branch is entangled, very hideous and terrifying. A sharp axe is placed next to the remaining wooden pier. It is used for blood... blood...'" Uncle Qi couldn't continue to recite and stuttered.

"What are you reading?" Lao Wu looked at Uncle Qi in confusion, and then his face was filled with surprise: "What? There are newspapers in our family that also reported it? There are such fashionable things! Why don't I know when the reporters have come? Could it be that a few brothers received it?"

After saying that, he stood up and snatched the newspaper and started reading it. After reading a few sentences, his face changed from Yingying's smile to dumbfounded. After reading a few more paragraphs, his chin almost dislocated and his eyes were about to bounce the ink newspaper.

"Is your Mudunzi really used to cut off the child's belly?" Uncle Qi asked in a tone of curiosity and fear.

"This...this...this...this...this is this talking about our family? Where is the newspaper? Is it talking about Shaoguan City?" Lao Wu looked over and over again at the title of the newspaper, and then was stunned. He was not angry, but felt unbelievable and inexplicable.

"The above said that everyone in the southwest of the city has a well. They came back sneakily from the Qing Dynasty a few years ago..." Uncle Qi smiled, "Maybe the newspaper was written incorrectly."

"Has he said this? Why didn't I see anything in the southwest of the city? I just said that our reporter got the inside news again." Lao Wu said in horror.

Uncle Qi stood up and bent down and took out a stack of newspapers from the cabinets under the pile of lamps, placed them in front of Lao Wu, stared at Lao Wu's expression, pretending to be smiling and said, "Look at it yourself."

Lao Wu hurriedly opened the newspapers, and the first one he saw was "Shocking Case: This newspaper found a baby finger in the garbage in the Li’s house in the south of the city!" The following articles were even more unbelievable. It was simply said that his Li family was a green camp in the Qing Dynasty. There were tunnels under the house, and several cannons were hidden inside. It implied that Li Lianwen would throw it into the well as long as he gave birth to a baby girl in his family. Before throwing it down, he would dig out the hearts and livers of his juniors and eat them to prolong his life...

I just feel that everything in front of me has become illusory. Although there is nothing like this, you have no idea when you encounter someone pointing at your nose with a serious look on your face and saying that you are rebelling, saying that you will have a cold sweat when you see you eating shit with your own eyes.

Uncle Qi next to him saw that Lao Wu was sweating densely on his forehead. He leaned his body on the chair towards Lao Wu's opposite armrest, and also held one hand on the handle, pointing at Lao Wu with his elbow tip like a shield, coughed and said, "Brother, infanticide is to go to hell. I am a Christian. If your family kills infanticide, don't blame me for not doing business with you."

"I know... I know..." Lao Wu replied casually. His brain is buzzing, and these newspapers are like groups of monsters rushing towards him. Only then did he understand what he heard in his ears, and quickly turned his head and shouted: "Who killed the baby? Who rebelled? Why... How can this newspaper... How can it be nonsense to spread rumors?!!!"

"I'll help you see the lamp matter. The store is out of stock now. It's better for your family to clear the news in the newspaper first." Uncle Qi turned his face and stopped looking at him, making it clear that he wanted to see him off.

Lao Wu grabbed the newspapers and ran out. He didn't hire a car. He ran all the way to his house and looked at the stalls selling newspapers. Sure enough, Shaoguan New News was really spreading rumors about their family.

"Who is this? Is it a lunatic? Who did our family mess with?" Lao Wu ran away while shouting in his stomach in fear and anger.

In the afternoon, a group of male members of the Li family found the newspaper address of Shaoguan Xinbao with suspicion and momentum.

They did not dare to notify the old man, for fear of angering him to death, so a group of children and grandchildren went secretly.

After reading the newspaper, my sons and grandsons were all stunned. They were really not angry, but were puzzled: Who is this? Why do you have such a deep hatred with our family? We have never had such an enemy, right?

When we arrived at the newspaper office, we looked at the mottled walls outside the courtyard, the surrounding shacks and the vague donkeys in the courtyard, and the children and grandchildren looked at each other: This slum-like pickled place is just a stronghold for spreading rumors and slandering us. Is this the most important thing? At least we are rich and powerful people. How could there be such a crazy enemy who dares to provoke him if he is not in the same class?

After a group of people were puzzled for a long time, the boss took the lead and went straight into the courtyard of the Shaoguan Xinbao newspaper. Looking at the main room in front, the two of them didn't even have seats and were squatting to eat. He stood in the middle of the yard, waved a volume of new newspaper in his hand, and shouted: "Who is the newspaper in charge?"

The two looked up together, and one of them whistled behind the other with a "good" sound. The other one squatted there, staring at the door, holding the rice bowl in one hand and holding the chopsticks in the other hand solidified in the air. Only the pickled radish strips on the chopsticks were trembling, and a stream of sweat from the forehead flowed to his chin, scared.

He couldn't help but be afraid. From the house, he saw that the entire courtyard was filled with people.

Because the Li family was too prosperous, they were in groups as soon as they were out. This time, there were quite a few people coming because their sons and grandchildren were working outside and didn't know about this, but even so, more than a dozen people came.

The yard of "Shaoguan Xinbao" is too small, and the boss is standing in the middle, and others can only follow him. Seven or eight people are crowded with the yard, and there are still four or five who can't get in, so they have to stand outside the yard.

"Who spread rumors and slandered our Li family? Come out and say it clearly!" The boss yelled.

The man squatting suddenly turned from white to dead, as if he had just crawled out of the coffin.

Squatting there for a long time, his head and face were covered in sweat, and then his face turned from gray to red. He gritted his teeth and placed the bowls and chopsticks on the bench, stood up, and walked out towards the Li family.

His whole body was trembling.

The Li family's eyes were all focused on the man's body. The man was wearing a gray and dirty robe and wearing a pair of leather shoes under his feet, but it had turned white. It seemed as if he had thrown the leather shoes into the sea for a year and then fished them out and exposed them to the sun. Not to mention that the skin was reflected, it was so rough that it was as good as a slut. His face was rat-headed and mushy, and rice grains were still stuck on the corners of his mouth.

"Where are you in charge? Tell him out!" The boss pointed at the man and shouted, looking like a choreographer.

"I am the editor-in-chief of our newspaper!" The man bowed and bowed in a row. The Li family, who could see him, was stunned. Well, he thought the editor-in-chief of the newspaper must be a foreign-style glass man. Who would have thought that he was such a guy who was similar to a beggar.

"Is this what you wrote? Is this what you wrote?" The boss stared at him and handed the newspaper in his hand to the man, looking disbelief.

"I wrote it. What's the point of doing you guys?" The man's words became smoother and smoother, and his body stopped shaking. He even raised his waist and spoke.

"My grass! Why are you slandering my family? Do we know you?" Lao Liu was so angry that his eyes were full of fire, and he pushed over the boss and pointed at the man and shouted.

The editor looked at the fingers that were about to wipe the tip of his nose, covered his face and shouted and stepped back, but soon seemed to have made up his mind, straightened his waist again, and shouted: "Just! I don't know you again! When did I slander you? It's inexplicable! It's outrageous!"

Unexpectedly, the other party was so stubborn, Lao Liu and the eldest brother were stunned for a moment. Then Lao Liu pressed his chest to burst out anger, lit the newspaper in his hand and shouted: "Look at it yourself. You said that your home is in the southwest corner of the city, with a large population. You returned from the Qing Dynasty and had two ginkgo trees by the well at home... Isn't this about my family, who are you talking about?"

"Is your family the only one in the southwest corner of the city? There are tens of thousands of people living in the city, but your family has a well? Your family has trees? Your family has returned from the Qing Dynasty? Why do you say I'm writing about your family? Did I write the three words Li Lianwen? I said there was a pile of shit on the road, but you said you were scolding you? I'm sick!" The editor-in-chief screamed hysterically.

Unexpectedly, the boss's face changed, and he thought: "This kid knows the name of my old man! He came from our family! Who instructed him behind it?"

Lao Liu didn't expect that the elder brother was just furious and shouted: "Put it cleanly! The name of our old man is also worthy of someone like you?"

The editor-in-chief had a straight eyeball and snorted coldly: "What's the name? A group of rural bullies who can't even afford to wear leather shoes..."

Lao Liu is the youngest, the most favored and proud. After returning to Song State, because the old man didn't like foreign goods, he couldn't openly wear foreign clothes, so he was most afraid of hating others looking down on him the most, and said that he was a country bumpkin. When he heard that this beggar-like guy in Shaoguan City actually mocked him, he was both ashamed and angry. He stepped forward, pushed his chest away, and shouted: "What did you say?"

The eldest brother went to catch the youngest, but the youngest brother didn't really want to hit someone, just wanted to push the person.

No one expected that the guy was like a piece of paper. He pushed him with the youngest hand and slowly fell to the ground.

"Editor-in-chief, what's wrong with you?" The reporter hiding in the house saw that the boss suddenly fell to the ground and shouted.

After this sound, the yard was silent.

The eldest, the youngest and the editor-in-chief lying on the ground looked at each other, staring at each other with big eyes.

After a while, the guy lying on the ground seemed to suddenly remember something, and suddenly screamed in pain: "Oh my God, my neck is broken!", "I hit someone! I hit someone!", "Li Lianwen Zongzi committed a murder!", "No! I killed someone! Help! Help!"

This place is a slum, and a group of idle poor people hang out in the shacks and low houses for a while. When they heard this tragic scream, they immediately came to hear the news. Soon, people came to watch the fun in groups of three or three near the newspaper.

The eldest son, the eldest son, was behind two rows of people. Although he was inside the door, he couldn't see what was happening before. He thought his father and uncle had really beaten people, so he quickly shouted: "Don't do it first! You can't call the police!"

The Li family members who were blocked outside the door heard that the man inside seemed to have his legs broken and screamed, and were at a loss. They squeezed into it desperately. With a click, the threshold of the courtyard gate was squeezed to pieces. Groups of termites crawled out of the cracks of the rotten wood that were bitten and escaped with their ant eggs in their arms;

The eldest son of the eldest son of the house and the eldest son of the eldest son squeezed in without any precautions. He was so crowded that he could only dodge to the side. In order to avoid the crowd, he had to jump up the small steps and lean against the door of the east wing.

Unexpectedly, the door was as dilapidated as the yard. The eldest son of the house just leaned slightly and broke immediately. He screamed and fell into the east wing room. He was so shocked that the donkey who was pulling the printing press inside was so angry that hens.

"Cao! You bastard! Who touched you?" The youngest yelled at the editor-in-chief who was yelling like a pig on the ground with cold sweat.

"We saw it all, we didn't move, it was him..." The boss was raising his arms and shouting, wanting to find a personal certificate, but was shocked to find that in this ghost place, besides his family, the damn editor-in-chief and reporter, go there to find a certificate.

"I fell into a scoundrel today!" The boss wiped his head with cold sweat and pulled the youngest who was still trying to reason with the other party. He turned around and ran back, shouting: "Go! Go! Go!"

Five days later, the Shaoguan New News was released, and the printing level this time was very high.

Because his printing equipment was so bad, he rented the most advanced printing machine from a large printing factory this time, and even used photo woodcut technology to accompany pictures.

It was the editor-in-chief who took the reporter and their donkey to the Western Photo Studio in the city.

In the photo: Both the editor-in-chief and the reporter were wrapped in white cloth on their heads, their arms were hung around their necks with white gauze belts, and the editor was leaning on a crutch. They were dying towards the camera and their tongues were spitting out; there was a donkey with an inexplicable face in front of them, and even the donkey had white cloth wrapped in front of them.

The big title of Hei Kui is "Li Lianwen Zongzi commits murder, innocent editors and blood-staining newspaper"

The subtitle is: "The Li family thugs beat someone up and broke their bones, smashed the newspaper door, smashed the printing room, and even didn't let the donkey go!"
Chapter completed!