Mo Xingyu was walking in the inn room, staring blankly at the blackened mosquito net above his head, and the pleading voice of his nephew Mo Tao rang in his ears.
"Second uncle, just eat something! You have not had water or food for three days. You will become more seriously ill if you do this."
Mo Xingyu turned a deaf ear and did not move.
Mo Tao went from confusion to despair, with despair written all over his young face.
The second uncle was hit hard by what he had experienced these days. He fell ill and had not eaten rice for three days. Can they still go home like this?
"Sir, you already owe two days' rent. If you don't pay, get out." A knock on the door sounded at the right time. Two days of unpaid rent already made the store clerk change his face.
Desperate, suffering from serious diseases, penniless, and about to live on the streets...
Or he died in a foreign land.
Thinking of this, Mo Tao lowered his head, a tear fell to the ground, and the gruel in his hand poured out.
Who says a man won’t shed tears easily? It’s just that he hasn’t reached the sad point yet.
At this moment, Mo Xingyu made the slightest move. He moved his bloody lips that were about to dry up. He took a small gold ring from his finger and handed it to his nephew. He gasped and said, "You took this for granted. Take my coffin home, my second uncle can’t go back, the family depends on you, you must be careful when doing things in the future, don’t be easily deceived like my second uncle.”
As he spoke, two lines of turbid tears flowed down his old, yellowed face accompanied by a violent cough.
"Second uncle, I can't do it. Please get better." With a clang, the coarse porcelain bowl fell to the ground, and the soup inside spilled all over the floor. However, Mo Tao didn't care at all and cried in front of the bed.
As a young man, he had been living under the wings of his second uncle, and for the first time he realized the ruthlessness of the world, and his inability to support a family business.
"I have written a letter asking to return to my hometown. Someone will definitely come to save us." Mo Tao said with tears in his face, saying their last glimmer of hope.
As long as someone comes to help them, he believes everything will be fine and his second uncle will recover.
"It's useless, no one will come, and no one will be willing to help us." Mo Xingyu shook his head feebly, and his coughing became more urgent as he spoke.
The reason why he is desperate is because he knows that no one will come from his hometown at all. Even if he receives their letter of help, those cold-blooded and ruthless tribesmen will only try their best to get money from them, and will not treat those in distress at all. After they reached out for help.
If those tribesmen who ate his flesh and drank his blood had not chosen to stand against him and betray him when his business encountered difficulties, how could he have traveled far away to seek a way out, let alone die in a foreign land today.
A bunch of ungrateful white-eyed wolves.
Mo Tao's eyes darkened. He also understood this truth, but when the time came, who could he ask for help?
"Alas!" Mo Xingyu sighed, weakly patted his nephew's hand and said, "You have to rely on yourself as a man, and you cannot do things that go against your conscience. When a man walks in the world, he must stand upright."
"Second uncle..." Mo Tao felt sad. At this time, his second uncle still didn't forget to teach him.
"After I die, you can leave after you send my coffin back to my hometown for burial! The world is big and there is always a place for you." Looking at his young nephew, Mo Xingyu was still not reassured. He was young and innocent. He couldn't deal with the wolf-like tribesmen in his hometown.
"Second uncle..." Mo Tao's mind went blank and he could only cry.
"Don't cry, don't cry..." Mo Xingyu comforted, trying hard to hold back the sweetness in his throat, staring blankly at the mosquito net above his head, which was more black than white.
After all, I am not willing to give in!
He has experienced hardships and glory in his life. He has been working alone, and his accumulation of wealth has contributed to a large business. Although the clan members are not so satisfactory, overall it is still good.
I never thought he would fall short here.
The Xiao family's fruit wine is quite famous in the south. It is a good thing. The high profits made him excited. In addition, his original business was being squeezed and suppressed. He really couldn't do it anymore. After thinking about it several times, he finally Decided to change course.
He scraped together 130,000 silver and went north to Pingcheng, desperately trying to find a way out of Xiao's fruit wine.
This way of life is not his last way.
Unexpectedly, before arriving in Pingcheng, he met the steward of the Xiao family at Hechun Pier. After several contacts, he used his 130,000 taels of silver to buy 10,000 jars of wine.
Thirteen taels of silver per jar. For the profit of one hundred taels of silver per jar, this transaction is very worthwhile.
Before he could be happy, the dock porter accidentally broke a jar of fruit wine, causing him to fall into a place of eternal destruction.
There was nothing wrong with the hundreds of jars of fruit wine at the beginning, but the rest were all fakes.
He was deceived~
At that time, the Xiao family's steward named Yi had already gone. He rushed to Pingcheng overnight, slept in the open air, got caught in the rain, and fell ill in anger.
When he arrived in Pingcheng, he discovered that he didn't even know where the Xiao family was.
After all, he was unwilling to go back like this, so he had to wait in Pingcheng for a few days. His illness became worse and worse. Fortunately, he finally remembered the Four Seas Escort Agency.
He didn't recognize the Xiao family, but the Four Seas Escort Company knew about it. It was through the Four Seas Escort Company that he learned about the Xiao family.
After several contacts, he finally found Jiang Sihai, the head of the Sihai escort agency.
However, this made him even more desperate. Because Jiang Sihai confirmed in his mouth that except for the previous one hundred jars of fruit wine and cans, which were genuine products of the Xiao family, the rest were all fakes, and Jiang Sihai gave him various proofs that this batch of goods did not come from the Xiao family at all. Xiao family.
130,000 taels of silver were all spent on a bunch of junk.
He must have been in a daze at the time and easily believed the man named Yi Feng.
As for Yi Feng, Jiang Sihai told him that he had gone to the capital two months ago, so how could he appear in Pingcheng ten days ago.
Mo Xingyu didn't believe it until he saw Yi Feng's portrait from Jiang Sihai.
He walked out of Sihai Escort Agency in a daze, his mind went blank, he couldn't even hear the sounds outside him. He only knew that the Xiao family was not to blame for this incident, it was him who was deceived.
In the end, he chose to report to the government. In a place where he was unfamiliar with life, only the government could protect the suffering people. He placed his hope in the government. Unfortunately, until now, the official who accepted his only money has not given him any reply. .
'Dong, dong...' The knock on the door started again, startling the two people who were silent and sad in the house.
Are you here to drive them away?
Mo Tao's face turned pale and he tightly grasped the ring in his hand, which was their only property now.
"Two guests, please come out! Someone has already paid the rent for you." It was the voice of the store clerk.
The shop assistant outside the door, from the harsh words just now to the gentle voice that makes people's scalp numb, makes people understand in minutes what it means to be rich and to be an uncle.
