Wang Mingyi sighed and smoked. The Genbao family died in the plague. He was alone and worshipped Genbao's father, so he took Genbao back to the blacksmith shop for raising him. Genbao was stupid, but he could eat and sleep, and he was very strong. Although Genbao could also swing a sledgehammer in the blacksmith shop in the past two years, Wang Mingyi also felt that he was getting older and his energy was declining day by day. Whenever he thought of the future of this silly boy, he would worry in his heart.

Meng Youtian had something to do here, so he chatted for a few words, then turned to the topic, took out a piece of foreign money and handed it to Wang Mingyi, and said, "Uncle Wang, you should shoot me a bird gun, it should be lighter and smaller in diameter, just be able to hit a rabbit."

"You can't raise a rabbit by just beating a rabbit." Wang Mingyi pulled Meng Youtian's hand with money and said, "You guy, you are tough, don't eat the Li family's food; but why don't the Song family come to you? If you want to beat a rabbit to relieve your boredom during the slack farm, I don't need your money, so I'll give you one. If you point to this to support your family, you won't give me money."

Meng Youtian was not angry, and Wang Mingyi was also doing his own good. He had the same old thought in his head. Farming and working is serious, otherwise he would be idle.

"Uncle Wang, I just came out of the Song family and I have already agreed to get a job." Meng Youtian explained: "This bird gun is indeed used to relieve boredom in my spare time."

Wang Mingyi knew that Meng Youtian could not lie to him, and his face calmed down and said, "Okay, the Song family is still kind and righteous. With your ability, you will not lose money for giving you a salary. Is it a shotgun? Come and get it the day after tomorrow!"

Meng Youtian put the money on the broken table next to him and said, "Uncle Wang, this is not the salary you give you. Genbao and I are friends when they are barely slaughtered. Since he suffered this disaster, I am helping me. Now I have some of my feelings for you now!" As he said, he raised his eyebrows at Genbao, and interrupted with a smile: "Genbao, are you happy if you have money to buy steamed buns?"

"Hehe, buy steamed buns and eat steamed buns." Genbaoba smacked his lips, and his saliva was almost flowing out.

Wang Mingyi nodded. Meng Youtian said it well, so it was inconvenient to push it away. He knocked his cigarette pipe and remembered something, saying, "Youtian, a female relative came to your house. When are you going to squeeze in Lao Zhao? I see, I found a few people in Kaichun and cleaned up the Genbao family, and you moved in. Although the house was broken, there were people who were still thinking about it in the sky!"

Meng Youtian narrowed his eyes and asked guessingly: "Uncle Wang is talking about the Li family?"

"Hmph, who else isn't his family?" Wang Mingyi sneered: "Instruct Li Huaizhong to come to me several times, and I want to take over the house with two stinky money. I'm so dreaming!"

Meng Youtian nodded and said, "Well, I will clean up in the spring. This is the last thought I left for Genbao. No matter what I say, I can't get the Li family. I will move in, take advantage of him, and block his mouth."

"That's it." Wang Mingyi smiled admiringly, "Boy, I'm awake again, making people happy to see it. I've told you several times before, don't take these legs seriously, walk slowly, work hard, and encounter a messy soldier, and even if you catch a soldier, you won't look down on you. It's a bad thing, but it's a good thing. Why, I finally figured it out?"

Meng Youtian smiled, stood up to say goodbye, and said to Wang Mingyi: "By the way, Lao Zhao invites you to have a drink tonight. I'll send the message to you--"

"I'll go, as soon as I go." Wang Mingyi agreed with a smile, "The sun sets, I'll take Genbao with me. I'll go and fight. You, find a few more people and settle the matter of cleaning up the house in spring."

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It is dark early in winter, and as soon as the sun sets, there is no light at all.

In the living room of the Li family courtyard, a half-foot-high wax emitted a dim lamp, making the room look gloomy like a mourning hall. Li Dahuai sat on the chair of the Grand Master, stroked the cover bowl with his hands, expressionless face.

When Li Huaizhong came to sue Meng Youtian for the lawsuit during the day, he really made Li Dahuai very angry. It would be fine to polite from time to time, but he also exposed the Li family's shortcomings and scolded the Li family for being disgraceful and really rebelled. But this old guy is getting more and more energetic and ghostly, and soon calms down from his anger.

Although the landlords are greedy and suck the poor, most landlords have to pretend to be a good man in front of others and gain a good reputation. But when the poor have a handle in his hands, they will turn against each other, force debts to seal the door, and ask for rent and make money, and there is no ambiguity at all.

Li Dahuai is such a guy who is sweet-mouthed and has a knife in his smile. He wants to deal with Meng Youtian, but he has no handle. Moreover, the news that Jiulongtang made a big fuss in the town and killed the mayor's house. The news of blood flowing into his ears has reached his ears. There is also the case of the lone thief Black Panther killing people and taking money, which shocked the landlords and gentry with wealth nearby. Many people had to restrain themselves and be careful.

Moreover, Li Dahuai also heard some slanderous news, such as the lone thief, Black Panther, who is used to dress up and scouting, often clichés from people who are dissatisfied with the master's family as a basis for starting a move; Liu Wushuang from Jiulong Hall likes to learn the court promotion in opera, and the reason why he chose the mayor He Zhenghong's family was because someone went to Jiulong Hall to complain and attracted the people in Jiulong Hall... Although such news has not been confirmed, it is said that without a thief, foreign ghosts cannot be attracted. Li Dahuai deeply agrees with this sentence and feels that he has to be careful. At present, he should be low-key and restrained. It is a way to protect himself.

"Boss, come to me." Li Huaizhong walked into the hall happily, wiped the oil from his mouth, and ate the Li family's good meal. The more he wanted to be loyal.

Li Dahuai forced a smile and said, "Before the New Year, you go to the town to collect the accounts in the shop and gather them together, and then go and listen to them. Please ask for a hard guard guard."

"Boss, I'm asking the ward to deal with that stinky brat Meng Youtian?" Li Huaizhong said cleverly: "But I have to calm this guy down so that others will follow suit."

"What a fellow villager in the countryside, what's the matter?" Li Dahuai said without saying a word: "Young man, young man, ignorant and ignorant, how could I have the same knowledge as him?"

Li Huaizhong thought to himself: This old guy said it nicely, but he stabbed the knife in the back and did a lot of gunfire. He still couldn't trust me and didn't tell the truth to me. Thinking of this, he also smiled and said, "The boss is generous and kind, and everyone in the village knows it. We don't have the same knowledge as Meng Youtian, see what he can do? I can't kill him by grasping his handle."

"My Li family is a good family. They always act with a good and reasonable manner. You should be more restrained in front of others and don't make people hate them. This period of time is a bit messy!" Li Dahuai warned in a deep voice. Enlightenment Novel Network

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