Beside Zhang Ding was a tall man named Lou Er, and a short man named Chen Qian.
After listening to the old man's words, Zhang Ding winked at Lou Er. Lou Er understood and grabbed the old man's collar and grabbed him in front of him.
"Old man, the money is for your daughter to buy clothes, not for you. Just be fine if you don't want to die. Your daughter has taken good care of my master these days, and it will be of great benefit to you." Lou Er shouted to the old man. .
When Zhang Ding saw a plate of stir-fried spring bamboo shoots on the table, he reached out and picked up a piece and put it into his mouth without using the chopsticks on the table.
Chewing and muttering: "Yes, dress your daughter up in a few days. When my master comes, she won't still be in the same clothes as a beggar."
The old man stared at Lou Er and stretched out his hand to break away from Lou Er's hand, but Lou Er was very strong. The old man was old and couldn't resist, so he had to glare at Lou Er angrily and raised his hand to hit Lou Er.
Lou Er received a punch from the old man on his left cheek. He became angry, stretched out his hand to push the old man away, and then kicked the old man in the chest.
The old man stumbled and was pushed away by about ten feet, and fell to the ground clutching his chest.
When the old woman saw this, she was so frightened that she hurriedly helped the old man up and asked anxiously: "Old man, old man, are you okay?"
The old man clutched his chest and gasped, "Waving my hand to indicate it's okay."
The girl who was crying in front of the stove also hurried to her father and supported her old father.
Lou Er handed the shuriken to Chen Qian, pulled up his sleeves, rolled them up carelessly, took a step forward, and raised his hand to hit the old man on the cheek.
Zhang Dingze sat peacefully at the square table, continuing to grab the fried spring bamboo shoots in the bowl on the table and play with them.
Chen Qian was watching Lou Er go up to beat the old man and said: "I'm telling you, husband, as the saying goes, a noble son is a cheap daughter. You only have this daughter in your family. Fortunately, my master has taken a fancy to you and promised you these money to serve me." Master, in a few days, when we leave Yangzhou City, I will give you a lot of money, which you can't earn in a year, so you can agree to it with peace of mind, why not do it?"
After being kicked, the old man got angry and said: "Go to hell with your mother, you are a wild Taoist. This old man only has one daughter. If you want to abuse my daughter, kill us and my wife first."
When Lou Er saw the old man spat on him, he also frowned angrily, raised his foot and kicked the old man again, hitting the old man in the face.
The old man was old and frail, and Lou Er, who could withstand the tall man's kick, instantly had nosebleeds and fell to the ground.
The old woman and the woman hurriedly helped their father up again. The old man covered his nose and ran towards the stove angrily. He grabbed the shovel beside the pot and started to hit Lou Er.
The two women were unable to stop them. When Lou Er saw this, he did not turn around to grab the sword. With just a few simple grappling skills, he restrained the old man, pushed him to the ground, and started to punch and kick him. ,
Xiao Yu looked out the window at the house and thought to herself, if she takes action, what identity should she take, the waiter in the shop? Or Ji Ruge? Finally found an opportunity. If it were Ji Ruge's identity, it would be a warning. It can only be done as a waiter and cannot be seen by others. This is difficult to do.
Looking at the gravel on the ground, Xiaoyu picked up a few, maybe he could hit them. He was good at fast swords and his wrist strength was not bad.
The skill of flicking stones may not be as good as those of the first-class masters, but it is still possible to scare people.
When Xiao Yu was considering whether to take action, the girl ran over.
The woman was about to beat her old father again, so she hurriedly knelt down and shouted to Lou Er with a sob: "Please stop beating me, please stop beating me! I agreed. As long as you don't beat my parents, I will Just agree!"
Lou Er stepped on the back of the old man lying on the ground, spat in return, and said with a smile: "That's pretty much it."
Zhang Ding weighed the money on the table, then put it firmly somewhere, and said to Lou Er: "Okay, don't hurt anyone, worry about Master blaming you, let's go, the money has been delivered, Master will meet you in a few days Come in person.”
Hearing this, Lou Er put his feet back, took the sword handed over by Chen Qian, and the three of them turned around and went out.
Upon seeing this, Xiao Yu slowly clenched the stones in her hands. Fortunately, the three Taoist priests did not continue to take action, and she did not need to take action anymore.
Inside the house, the woman and the old woman were cleaning up the dirt on the old man's body and helping him clean up the blood on his mouth.
Of the originally prepared rice, only one vegetable was stir-fried, and some green vegetables were drained with a bamboo strip. When they were ready to be put into the pot, there was a steamer of fragrant rice placed on the wooden stool on one side.
The old man was helped up by his wife and daughter and sat at the table. The family of three looked at the prepared meals and couldn't work up their appetite.
The old man stared at the silver on the table for a long time, grabbed it, and smashed it to the ground, his anger still lingering.
The old man's wife comforted him: "Hey, old man, you need to calm down first."
The old man looked at his tearful daughter, frowned and said, "Can this anger be eliminated? No way!!"
The old man's wife looked at the money on the ground on the table and sighed: "Old man, why don't we report it to the official? The money on the ground might be enough for us to report it to the official."
The old man frowned, shook his head, and cursed: "Old woman, you are confused. In this world, people from yamen are not cashiers. I'm afraid they are a little bit more wolf than those stinky Taoist priests. Besides, those people are not like that." They haven’t done anything to us yet, and reporting to the official is useless.”
When the girl heard this, she began to sob more and more, feeling at a loss.
The old man stared at the silver on the ground, frowned and lamented: "How about we run away, these silvers should be enough for us to run a distance."
The old man's wife was originally a womanly family, and the old man had the final say in everything in the family.
When the old man said this, the woman nodded.
The old man sighed: "It's just that our family is in trouble and we don't have much money saved. I'm afraid that if we leave Yangzhou, we won't have a safe place to live. There will be disasters in the south. I'm afraid that the three of us won't be able to survive long if we leave here." .”
The two of them had a daughter when they were old, and there was only one daughter. The daughter was also very filial to the two elders. The two elders had no gender bias and loved the daughter very much.
Originally, the two elders planned to find a simple farm boy for their daughter to take care of her until she was twenty-eight years old.
Unexpectedly, the old man went to the city to sell firewood that day and had insufficient manpower, so he asked his daughter to help deliver it to Zhao's house in the east of the city.
When passing by Yanzi Lane, I met a group of Taoists who were going to Huatan Temple.
Nothing happened at that time, but he didn't know that Luo Congsheng of An Ningguan had already fallen in love with his daughter, so he secretly sent his close disciple Zhang Ding to follow him to find out the background of the peasant family.
Knowing that the old man had nothing to do with him, he caught the girl's attention.
The old man and his wife looked at their sobbing daughter and became more and more at a loss for ideas. None of the strategies they had discussed worked, so they could only feel sorry for themselves and sigh.
