Chapter 1,068: The son wants to be raised but cannot be kissed

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The two exchanged business compliments. Compared to Sikou, Wang Shushu's heart was like ten thousand grass and mud horses galloping past. After all, he started the fire by himself.

But Sikou was definitely sincere. You must know that the children of those houses that were severely burned had already suffered casualties.

This is already considered very serious. If a scholar-bureaucrat family wants to inherit the family, it must have a boy. However, some people give birth to more than a dozen girls and only one boy. If the boy is burned to death.

That would be equivalent to digging up their ancestral graves and cutting off their incense.

Those scholar-bureaucrats who had lost important members of their families felt as if they were mourning their heirs.

"Ah~~~ Come and see, what did I find?"

A woman in luxurious clothes held up a handful of burnt objects. Because someone in her family had died, the woman's excited expression looked a little sick.

Everyone immediately gathered around.

"What's this?"

"Looks familiar?"

"Damn it, it's all burnt."

"Kind of like a farm implement."

"Yeah, well, when you said that, I remembered it. I saw it before when I went to collect rent from my farmland, but this is iron. Iron farm tools are very valuable, and they can be used by a few people."

People who can become officials are not stupid. On the contrary, they are very shrewd, and they are all thinking about who set the fire.

The fire was sudden. When someone said this, everyone immediately became alert.

At this time, an uncertain voice sounded.

"I heard that there has been some chaos in Fuyan recently. It is said that the rebels who came back from Xia Kingdom often fight with the people in the city. Could it be these people?"

"No, no, can they afford these things?"

"Yes, my family has thousands of fertile fields, and only about 20% of the iron farm tools that can be used can be used. This has almost wiped out the savings of two generations of my family."

Iron farm tools can be said to be very precious in this era, but it can also be said that the popularity rate is already very high, because what they call iron farm tools is actually a layer of iron wrapped around wood.

Of course, there are also pure iron farm tools, which are even more expensive. I was not curious at first, but this farm tool is made of pure iron. As you can imagine, the price is still relatively high for ordinary tenant farmers.

Ordinary people generally don't buy this kind of farm tools, just like ordinary people will buy two to three thousand, three to four thousand, if it's great, they will buy a mobile phone that costs five or six thousand, but they will never buy a mobile phone that exceeds ten thousand yuan. It's the same reason. .

Many people will think that no one can afford a mobile phone worth 10,000 yuan, but if you bite the bullet, everyone can afford it.

But people in modern society can borrow money at very low interest rates. Even if they don't borrow money, there is nothing wrong with asking their parents for money to buy a mobile phone.

But in this era, once the money spent exceeds the family's affordability, it means that one or two people in the family may starve to death because of the purchase of a pure iron farm tool. This situation is unacceptable to any sharecropper.

This is also the tragedy of this era.

"No, no, no, those cowards who were released have made a fortune in the Xia Kingdom. I heard from them that the Xia Kingdom does not need manpower to grow food. One person and one ox can plant hundreds of acres of land alone."

"A hundred acres? Could it be that you are crazy? A hundred acres? Even farm tools made of gold can't do this kind of work."

"Hahahaha, it really makes people laugh to death."

"These idiots."

"But they are really rich. Just find some people and they are worth thousands of dollars. For those who are above average, having thousands of dollars is not a problem."

"I heard that even if he has a net worth of more than 30,000 yuan, it would be reasonable to buy an iron farm tool."

Everyone was talking in a flurry, and suddenly everyone felt more and more that they had set the fire, and everyone was filled with indignation.

A dignified nobleman was set on fire by some soldiers. You went to fight when you said you wanted to fight. If you were caught and released, what shame would you have? This kind of person is not recognized by our country.

Maybe there is a lack of tolerance and understanding, which leads to the growing contradiction between the two classes.

But they also don't think about it. Those who can survive on a battlefield where everyone is killed are ruthless people who kill without batting an eyelid.

"All servants follow me!"

A man who was blackened by smoke and looked like a military general waved his hand and brought his servants and horses with him. He looked menacing, obviously looking for trouble.

Most of the scholar-bureaucrats who had suffered little loss at home had gone back, and there were still many things to deal with at home.

And the scholar-bureaucrats who had died in their families, if they had any guests, they would bring their guests, and if they had no guests, they would bring their servants, and they would go to each other to cause trouble.

Inside the village.

At this time, black smoke was lingering, and the strong man was sitting on the stone mortar at the door, his face looking gloomy and terrifying.

Yesterday, someone set a fire. He rescued two aunties, and his wife ran out with her son. When she went to save her mother, she found that the beam of the house had hit her heavily.

The dark hands held the eggs handed over by the two mothers. The face full of grooves always looked kind to him.

Even though she was captured by Xia Guo for two years, she never forgot herself for a moment.

At this time, the strong man felt that the sounds around him were gone, the space was forbidden, and everything seemed to have turned black and gray.

The daughter-in-law sobbed and wiped her tears with her sleeves, took out a piece of clothing and stuffed it into the arms of her man.

The strong man looked at his wife with a dull expression.

The daughter-in-law said subconsciously, "This is the dress that my mother made recently. It's just that she was tired and hasn't finished it for a long time."

"She, she said that life has gotten better recently, and she doesn't know what you are busy with all day long. She said that now she can only help you sew clothes. She went to bed just after sewing yesterday, and planned to give them to you today,"

The strong man looked blankly at the clothes in his hands. The material was rough, but the stitching was fine. There were one or two hints of reddish-brown stuff on the sleeves.

The strong man's mind showed that his mother carefully sewed clothes for him, but because of the years of hard work and the fact that his father died and cried for a long time, his eyesight deteriorated.

After sewing for a while, I would prick my fingers, and gradually the blood on the sleeves would start to increase.

"Plop!"

When he came to the collapsed house, the strong man had tears streaming down his face and his head pressed firmly against the ground.

"Mom, mom, I miss you. I wanted you to live a good life. Oh my god, oh, oh, oh, oh, I just came back from Xia Kingdom with great difficulty, but from today on, I don't have my mother anymore. Woohoo!”

At this moment, the eight-foot strong man cried like a child.

The two aunties, the daughter-in-law, and their son were all kneeling on the ground. But at this time, not only one family was dead, but almost the whole village was wailing.

After a long time, a group of companions walked in.

One of them handed him the jade pendant in his hand, his face full of grief and anger.

"Master Captain, what do you think this is?"

The strong man took the jade pendant and looked at it. His eyes instantly shrank, and his molars were almost broken after practicing.

"Yu Gui, a scholar-official."

"Okay, it is indeed those people in the city. Mr. Captain, I, what should we do? Wuwuwuwu, my wife is dead, and my son is also dead. Those who kill a thousand cuts can even give us a beating. That’s fine, why set the fire?”

"My father is dead."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu My dog ​​is also dead."

"Pah~~~ Fuck you, we all have dead relatives, is your dog awesome?"

After a long time, the strong man stood up, his face gloomy and desperate, and he looked around.

"My mother is dead and I want revenge."

"Master Xiaowei, if you kill the scholar-bureaucrat head-on, wouldn't that be an open rebellion? That would be treason."

The strong man couldn't bear it any longer. This period of time was too frustrating. He blushed and roared angrily.

"So what if you rebel, we live and die for the country, but what do we get in exchange? Since Shang Guo doesn't want me to wait, why should I stay here? I want to make those people look good today!"

Although the strong man was angry, he was not reckless, and he led his family towards the distant mountains and forests.

The remaining soldiers had no choice but to follow him.

After everyone had settled down with their families, the strong man went home. Now that the house that had been burned down by everyone had cooled down, he could bury his mother.

Unexpectedly, when more than a dozen people appeared in the village, the place was already surrounded by dozens of riders.

The man on horseback drew his sword and pointed.

"Are you the captain who was captured in the battle with Liao Guo? You are tall and burly, but you are a rat."

The general was very puzzled that such a man would secretly go to the city and set fire to it.

Before the general could say anything else, the strong man suddenly shouted "Do it!"

In an instant, more than a dozen companions took out farm tools and knocked these servants off their horses.

It's a pity that dozens of riders were unable to escape under the siege of more than a dozen people. I don't know since when, some obstructions were placed on the roads in the village.

The cavalry did not speed up, was blocked by the narrow road, and could not escape, basically becoming a turtle in a urn.

He grabbed a bronze sword and struck the general in the head.

The general was completely confused at this time, and scenes flashed rapidly in his eyes.

They probably didn't set the fire.

There was a curfew at night, how did they get in?

A piece of farm equipment is of great value and would never be still on the ground.

Is there someone who wants to get rid of all of us? Is this the general's idea or the two young masters' idea?

The general looked at the strong man in horror and stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Wait a minute, I know..."

"Pfft"!

A big head rose into the sky.

A line of blood sprayed onto the strong man's body, rendering him like a devil.

"let's go!"

A dozen people plundered all the leather armor, horses, money and other things and rode towards the nearby village.

Because they know that a dozen people can kill dozens of people, that's because these are rubbish. Except for the leading general, who still has a brush, the others are domestic slaves.

Coupled with various restrictions, if it were on the plains, even if the opponent was garbage, he would die several times.

Now, they want to unite all the forces that can be united to resist, and he no longer cares whether he is from Shangguo or not.

He must let the person who set the fire smash it and pay the price.