This is a place of hundreds of households, and there are many bows passed down from ancestors.
Although the original owner was a bastard, his parents were pretty good and he still had some connections within Baihusuo.
Wu Nian turned his head and glanced at Liu Xiang lying on the bed, gritted his teeth and went out. After walking more than a hundred steps, Wu Nian came to a half-old house.
The door of the house was open, but Wu Nian still stepped forward and knocked on the door, asking loudly: "Is Uncle Zhang here?"
Uncle Zhang's name is Zhang Yong. When Wu's father was alive, he and Wu's father were close friends of life and death, and they were considered brothers. After losing all his money in gambling, the original owner found it difficult to make ends meet, so he came to borrow money from time to time.
Zhang Yong is very methodical in doing things. He only lent a small amount of money to the original owner, and if the original owner owed money, he would not lend it next time.
"It's your boy. What's the matter?" Zhang Yongben was drinking in the house. There was nothing to do in this winter and it was very cold. Drinking was a good pastime. He heard the commotion and walked out with a cold face, not giving Wu Nian a good look.
He had heard about it, but he was not surprised.
Under such a severe beating, Liu Xiang chose to commit suicide until now, which is already tough enough.
But the reason why he didn't look good on Wu Nian was not because he sympathized with Liu Xiang. He never looked down upon Wu Nian. To put it simply, he looked down on Wu Nian.
"Uncle Zhang. My wife is sick and needs medicine. I want to go hunting in the mountains, but the bow at home is broken. Please lend me a big bow, Uncle Zhang. My nephew will never forget it." Wu Nian bent down and his attitude was very serious. sincere.
"I won't lend you the bow." Zhang Yong sneered, shook his head, crossed his arms, and showed an attitude of refusing to let others go.
Bows are no gadgets.
A completed bow is worth at least three hundred coins.
Wu Nian came to borrow money on weekdays, and he gave it to anyone with twenty or thirty cents. Even if it's gone, it's only twenty or thirty cents, and it's just like letting a dog eat it.
bow? How is it possible to borrow this?
Let this kid sell the money and then use it to gamble?
He's not that stupid.
Zhang Yong was mentally prepared to argue with Wu Nian. This kid is like a dog-skin plaster. Every time he borrows money, he wants to borrow more. Talking to this kid will waste a lot of saliva.
"I understand." Wu Nian's heart sank, but he didn't mess around. He just calmly handed over his hands and planned to go to the next restaurant.
Zhang Yongpo looked at Wu Nian in surprise, why is this kid so happy? I'm really not used to not being messed around by this kid.
But in this case, it also saved him a lot of saliva. Zhang Yong sneered, turned around and entered the room. Before leaving, he said calmly: "I won't send you off."
Wu Nian also turned around and left. He didn't resent the other party.
The original owner was such a jerk.
Zhang Yong returned to the house and told his wife about the matter.
"It's just mud, and you still want to borrow my bow? Why?" Zhang Yong sneered, sat on the stool, and continued drinking.
Zhang Yong's daughter-in-law, whose surname is Li, is the sister of Li Ding, Xiaoqi of Baihusuo. There are ten people under the flag bearer. Wu Nian happened to be Li Ding's subordinate.
She rolled her eyes and said to Zhang Yong: "Head of the family. The second child is getting married next year and needs a house. There are many empty houses in these hundred households, but there are not many fields outside the castle. Wu Nianming Don’t you still have three acres of good farmland? We might as well take advantage of it and buy his farmland for ten copper coins.”
Zhang Yong was immediately moved after hearing this.
As the saying goes, the friendship between life and death is good, and the tea is cool when people leave. Anyway, Lao Wu, this son, can't hold up the wall with mud.
This field will be defeated at some point, so why not give me an advantage?
"Okay. I'll chase him back right away." Thinking of this, Zhang Yong couldn't sit still. He immediately got up and went out to chase after him.
"Xiao Wu. Wait."
Zhang Yong ran fast and soon caught up with Wu Nian, shouting.
"Is there anything else you need to do, Uncle Zhang?" Wu Nian asked calmly.
Although he also understood Zhang Yong, he didn't want to deal with the position of a bad gambler. But Wu Nian still had some grudges in his heart.
"Uncle, I have something to tell you. This is not the place to talk." Zhang Yong looked around at the people around him and said to Wu Nian.
It is really shameful to say that he is thinking about his nephew's farm.
Wu Nian's heart moved and he thought Zhang Yong had changed his mind.
"good."
Wu Nian agreed immediately, and the expression on his face became enthusiastic. The two immediately returned to Zhang Yong's home together. Zhang Yong also enthusiastically invited Wu Nian for a drink.
Mrs. Li personally brought a pot of wine, placed two wine bowls, and served some peanuts as a side dish.
Li was still very concerned and said: "Xiao Wu, I have also heard about your family's affairs. How is Liu Xiang's situation now?"
"Thank you, aunt, for your concern. My wife's condition is a little better, but the money for medicine, meat, and rice every day is too much for me. So I want to borrow my aunt's bow to go hunting in the mountains. When I come back from hunting, I will return the original. .”
Wu Nian immediately raised his hands and said.
"They are all members of our own family, so why should we borrow them or not?" Li said with anger, and then gave Zhang Yong a wink.
"Come on. Let's drink first." Zhang Yong picked up the jug and filled it for Wu Nianman. They planned to get Wu Nian drunk before discussing this matter.
As we all know, Wu Nian is the god of wine in Beishan Castle.
When Wu Nian asked someone for help, it was hard to refuse. He picked up the wine bowl, touched it with Zhang Yong, and took a few sips.
He is not the original owner. Although he can drink, he is not an alcoholic. Of course, this wine is not good either. Wu Nian is not used to drinking.
Seeing that Wu Nian only took a few sips, Zhang Yong and his wife felt a little strange. On a normal day, when Wu Nian saw wine, how could he not finish it?
"Why, do you think the wine at my uncle's house is not good to drink?" Zhang Yong asked, pretending to be unhappy.
"I don't dare. The wine at my uncle's house is delicious. It's just that I plan to control my drinking." Wu Nian said quickly.
Zhang Yong and his wife were once again surprised. This drunkard actually planned to control his drinking? Is this the sun coming out in the west?
Immediately, Zhang Yong persuaded him to drink several more times. But Wu Nian remained calm and did not drink more. Zhang Yong felt bored, but he didn't become cold-hearted.
Wu Nian wanted to ask for help from others, but he also coveted Wu Nian's family's farmland.
"Xiao Wu, I'm not here to throw cold water on you. Based on your credit, I'm afraid no one in this hundred households will be willing to lend you a bow."
Zhang Yong put down the wine bowl in his hand and said meaningfully.
At this time, Li had already withdrawn.
Wu Nian was also a human being, and he immediately felt that Zhang Yong's words were a bit off. But he didn't show it, he just said calmly: "Uncle, tell me what you have to say."
Zhang Yong was surprised again, why is this kid so smart today? He is a complete idiot on weekdays.
"Then I'll tell you straight." Zhang Yong raised his head and said, "Don't your family have three acres of land? Sell it to me for ten guan. If you have money, you will have a bow. Don't worry. Go beg for help. The remaining money can be used as gambling capital to live happily."
At the end of the sentence, Zhang Yong's tone was full of confusion.
Wu Nian was someone he had seen growing up.
Drunkard, gambler.
Quit drinking? He didn't believe it. It is estimated that it is only fresh for three days, and it will return to its old ways after a few days.
bet. Can a bad gambler quit gambling?
Whether it’s drinking or gambling, money is needed.
To him, ten dollars is not a small amount. But money has to be spent, and land can be passed down from family to family. In his heart, the land of the Wu family was like a beauty taking off all her clothes, making him eager to move on and bite her immediately.
