The term enemy should have been a strict title, at least it should not be used so casually, but, obviously, the villagers of Chenjia Village did not think so.

In the face of nearly 100 menacing men who straddle horses and are sharp, it is inevitable that the villagers of Chenjia Village are a little nervous, not to mention that the bully Diao Lao Er of the neighboring village is shouting in front of him, and the villagers are making a posture as if they are facing a great enemy, which is naturally not an exaggeration.

"Chen Kun, you old immortal, get out of here!" At the gate of Chenjia Village, Diao Lao Er's toes shouted and scolded loudly.

Seeing Diao Lao Er doing this, and then looking at the villagers of Chenjia Village who were waiting for the other side and even pulled out the simple horse rejection stake, the three Yangzhou businessmen who followed Diao Lao Er on horses realized that something was wrong.

"Big brother, this ......," the businessman who had been talking to Diao Lao Er at the front turned his face to the merchant in the middle at this moment.

The merchant at the head frowned for a moment and said in a low voice, "Let's take a look first, since we have already come." ”

"That's right, since we're already here, we have to take a look first, otherwise it's hard to turn around and leave? The merchant on the other side agreed.

Seeing this, the questioning merchant bowed slightly, sat up straight, and watched quietly.

Since it has come, it is naturally impossible to leave without saying a word, Diao Lao Er deceived them, and he would always settle accounts with him afterwards, but now if this situation turns around and leaves, and spreads out, outsiders will only say that hundreds of them were scared away by a group of rural villagers, originally they didn't really care about these false names, but now they are a little different, and they take these false names a little seriously, and they have to be heavy.

"Diao Er, what do you want to do?" A middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties at the entrance of the village held a spear in his hand, glared angrily at Diao Lao Er, who was outside the horse stake, and shouted angrily.

"Yo! It turned out to be Chen Xiang, you sick seedling! You are not lying at home, what are you doing outside? Don't be afraid of the wind, you will be blown away!" Diao Lao Er squeezed his eyebrows at the prime man called Chen Xiang, and smiled strangely.

"That's it! Sick seedlings should go back to the couch and lie down and let your mother-in-law take care of you!"

"No, how can this leprosy ghost have the strength to serve his mother-in-law!"

"Otherwise, uncle, I'll be a little tired, how about taking care of you?"

"Hahahaha......"

Then, a group of ruffians behind Diao Lao Er let out bursts of obscene laughter.

"You!" The man named Chen Xiang, looking at the clown like jumping beam, was angry for a while, his face was flushed, and he was ready to rush forward with the hand holding the spear, but his left foot took a step forward, and he stumbled, his body could not maintain balance, and he fell down towards the head in front of him, fortunately, a woman next to him saw this and hurriedly held it, it turned out that the reason why Chen Xiang was able to stand alone just now was all by virtue of the spear on the ground with the pestle in his hand, and now the spear left the ground, and the body immediately couldn't maintain balance.

"Haha, look! a tuberculosis ghost is a tuberculosis ghost!" the mocking voice sounded again.

"I, what's wrong with me? Do you want to beat me? Come on! Uncle is waiting here! You have the ability to come out! Uncle, I'll let you have both hands!" A splash of skin held his hands behind his back, spread his legs, and provoked Chen Xiang with his toes arrogant.

"You! you wait!" Chen Xiang struggled, trying to break out of the woman's grasp.

"Don't go, boss!" cried the woman anxiously.

"Tut-tut, this is the village chief of your Chenjia Village, and his strength is not as strong as a mother-in-law!" Diao Lao Er shook his head and sneered.

"Let it go!" Chen Xiang was excited, and immediately increased his strength, but he really didn't have much strength on his body, so he could only scold loudly.

But the woman refused to let go, and stubbornly shouted, "Don't let go!"

"Haha, look! Your mother-in-law still knows what is going on, hurry up and follow your mother-in-law and go home!" After Diao Lao Er finished laughing, he glared at Chen Xiang and shouted loudly.

"Let go!" Chen Xiang, whose face was already a little purple, couldn't bear it anymore, seeing that the woman still refused to let go, the elbow of his right hand hit the woman's forehead hard, although Chen Xiang was seriously ill, but this angry blow was still not small.

The woman couldn't bear it, and as soon as the force in her hand was sent, her head was hit by this, and she was also a little dizzy, and her body fell backwards uncontrollably.

Chen Xiang, who was freed from the shackles, used his spear as a crutch, and moved forward step by step with difficulty on the ground, staring at Diao Lao Er and the others with blood-red eyes.

Seeing this, Diao Lao Er was shocked for no reason, afraid that Chen Xiang would really come over, his legs and feet were a little weak, and he was about to move back, but when he heard a "poof", it was Chen Xiang who fell again, but this time no one had time to hold him up.

"Hahahaha!" Diao Lao Er, who was in danger, smiled even more proudly.

The villagers on the side saw Chen Xiang and his wife fall down one after another, and hurriedly rushed over, helping the couple up one by one, and the woman who had been beaten struggled to get up from everyone's hands with dizziness, and staggered away to her man.

The pimples outside the village laughed even more proudly, while the villagers in the village turned their hateful eyes at everyone outside the village.

The businessman who was riding on a horse and looked at this qiē frowned slightly, Diao Lao Er is not his own person, but now in this situation, the villagers on the opposite side clearly regard them as a group, and the businessman who is headed feels that he should come forward to do something, otherwise today's situation will develop in an unpredictable direction.

Just as the businessman was about to speak out to stop Diao Laoer, a few seven or eight-year-old children ran out of the villagers opposite.

Children are holding homemade slingshots in their hands, the slingshots are not very powerful, they are full of shots, and a small pebble can only break a thin tile at most, which is the toy that children usually use to beat birds.

The man in the strong clothes on the opposite side knew at a glance that he was a person in the rivers and lakes, and naturally he didn't care about this kind of children's tricks, and the children's marbles flew out, and the men just stretched out their hands and waved most of the marbles.

However, it is so coincidental that among these children, there is a child with a very accurate head.

The child looks no more than seven years old, born with a tiger head, wearing a bright red cloth shirt, and the slingshot in his hand is obviously one size bigger than that of his friends, with one eye open and one eye closed, a stone accurately hit a guard on horseback two feet away, and hit the guard's unguarded eyeballs, the guard only had time to close his eyes, he felt that his right eye was black, stretched out his hand, a sticky piece, forced to open his left eye to see, it was a pool of scarlet blood.

"Kill you bad guys!" the little guy has the essence of the art of "capture the thief and capture the king first", and the first target is to choose the tallest man in the guard.

"Tiger head, good fight!" the villagers shouted loudly when they saw that the little boy had hit him.

"Little rabbit cub!" The injured guard only felt the pain in his right eye, and he was furious for a while.

So almost without thinking, this tall man drove his horses towards Chenjia Village.

"Haha, get up! Get up! These mud legs are really stupid, Lao Tzu didn't make much trouble, so he sent them to the door by himself! Okay, good! Hurry up and fight! Kill all these mud legs!" Diao Lao Er was excited in his heart, and watched the conflict between the two sides with an excited face.

"Stop!" the merchant at the head saw that his own side of the people and horses were the first to move, and hurriedly stopped him.

"Great boss, I ......," the man said bitterly with one eye closed.

"Come back!" the merchant at the head ignored these and ordered in a cold voice.

The man had no choice but to retreat stupidly, grabbed a handful of gold sore medicine from the coat on the horse's back, wiped it on his right eye, tore open a linen cloth, wrapped the wound, and became a one-eyed dragon in a moment.

His subordinates were injured, and today's matter was naturally not so easy to solve, and the merchant led by him was not good to be silent at the moment, so he drove a few steps forward, and came to the front of the horse rejection pile, looking down at a group of villagers from above, and asked, "Isn't it the person in charge?"

Chen Xiang struggled to stand up when he heard this, and was about to reply, but he heard an old voice behind him: "I am!"

When the villagers heard the familiar voice, they parted to the sides, only to see an emaciated old man with a gray beard slowly walking forward with the support of a young man about twenty years old.

Chen Xiang looked at the old man, respectfully stepped aside, and shouted, "Dad!"

The old man stepped forward, first clasped his fists at the merchant and asked, "Can the guest wait for a while and allow the old man to take care of some personal matters?"

The man at the head squinted at the lean old man and nodded silently.

"Thank you!" the old man saluted again.

After the ceremony, the old man turned to look at Chen Xiang, his eyes were full of disappointment, the old man raised his hand, slapped Chen Xiang in the face heavily, and slapped his body unsteadily.

"Do you know why I hit you?" the old man asked.

"Know!" Chen Xiang nodded.

"Why?" the old man asked again.

"My son is incompetent!" Chen Xiang replied bitterly.

The old man looked at Chen Xiang silently, and after a long time, he shook his head and slapped him again.

"Do you know why I hit you?" the old man asked in a loud voice, word by word.

The two slaps reddened Chen Xiang's cheeks, but they seemed to have sobered up Chen Xiang a lot, and Chen Xiang replied again: "I know!"

"Why?" the old man repeated the question.

"Sons shouldn't be impulsive!" Chen Xiang's answer was different.

This time, the answer seemed to finally satisfy the old man, who nodded and said, "It's not too stupid!"

The old man raised his hand, pointed at Diao Lao Er and his gang opposite, and said: "They're just gangsters! Gangsters are gangsters, gangsters scold you, is it necessary to be angry? They didn't let you learn from Han Xin! Find a chance to kill them together! Are they worthy? You actually hurt your closest people in order to be angry with these gangsters, do you have a pig's head?"

The old man spoke slowly, not caring at all how terrifying the content was.

"Son understands!" Chen Xiang nodded and replied, then turned around and apologized to the lady beside him: "Child, I'm sorry, I was not good just now!"

The woman said nothing, weeping, and gripped her husband's hands even tighter.

Seeing this, the old man turned around again and faced the people outside the village.

"Chen Kun, are you an old immortal finally willing to come out? You still dare to scold my uncle, believe it or not, I ...... uncle."

The old man didn't pay attention to Diao Lao'er's arrogant words, but just quietly looked at the businessman who was riding on the horse.

The businessman at the head glared at Diao Lao Er in disgust, and suddenly Diao Lao Er closed his mouth stupidly.

"I wonder why the guests are here?" asked the old man named Chen Kun calmly.

After the merchant at the head saw the old man's actions before, the corners of his mouth rose, and he chuckled: "Actually, this time I came down to buy arable land. ”

At this point, there is no point in pushing it back, and the businessman who is the leader disdains it.

Hearing this, Chen Kun bowed his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "That's true!"

"Then I don't know what the old gentleman thinks?" The merchant at the head asked, seeing Chen Kun bowing his head and thinking, he said again: "Old gentleman, rest assured, I will definitely not lose the old gentleman, now the price of cultivated land in Yuzhang City has risen to 1,200 guan per mu, I heard that the cultivated land in the old gentleman's village is more fertile, and it will be 1,500 guan per mu in the next, old man, what do you say?"

The businessman led by the merchant spoke very politely, and the price was even more amazing, not only Diao Lao Er and others were shocked, but even the villagers in Chenjia Village were also shocked, their ancestors had been filling in the lake and making land here for generations, just to grow food, and had never thought of selling land, although the land price was high and low for many years, but I had never heard that it could be as high as 1,500 guan per mu, 1,500 guan, which was the income of the whole village for half a year!

Looking at the shocked villagers of Chenjia Village, the businessman led by him sat on the horse and smiled slightly, he believed that the price he paid, as well as his own attitude, under the backdrop of his own strength, the old man in front of him would make the right decision, because today's matter is no longer just a simple land transaction.

And the businessman who realized this was not the only one, Chen Kun lowered his head and thought for a long time, but the man at the head was not in a hurry at all.

"Alas......" Chen Kun sighed deeply and raised his head, there was no confusion in his eyes, only firmness.

"Have you thought about it?" the merchant asked.

Chen Kun nodded and replied, "Yes." ”

"What is the old man's answer?" the businessman at the head smiled confidently, looked at Chen Kun and asked.

The old man replied with a resolute face: "I'm sorry, we don't sell!"

The smile on the face of the businessman at the head gradually faded, and he said softly: "Old man, your choice is very surprising and difficult to do, do you understand?"

Chen Kun nodded silently.

"Then why did you choose that?" asked the merchant at the head.

Chen Kun replied: "The people of our Chenjia Village have been living on this land for generations, this is our home, and it's not that we can't survive, so what's the reason for sellers?"

The old man's words made the villagers who were a little shocked just now feel ashamed, and the confusion in their eyes gradually disappeared.

The merchant at the head smiled again, but this time his smile was much less warm: "Old man, why do you think that you are not at the point where you can't live now?"

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere at the entrance of Chenjia Village became tense, and the men on the horses calmly untied the cloth bags on their waists and took out the steel knives inside, and the villagers who refused to take the horse piles also nervously clenched the weapons in their hands.

After hearing this, Chen Kun also smiled and said: "As long as people are alive, there is naturally no reason why they can't live." ”

The merchant at the head shook his head with a wry smile, slowly raised his right hand, and the guards behind him saw this, pulled out their steel knives, clamped their legs around the belly of the horse, and prepared to sprint.

Just as the atmosphere was about to explode, a hearty laugh came from the dirt road at the head of the village.

"Haha, I'm finally home!" The laughter sounded a little immature, it should have been just a teenager's laughter.

"Chen Yu, why are you running so fast, you don't need to be so excited when you get home!" Sure enough, another teenager's voice came from there.

"Hehe, isn't this homesick! I haven't been back for more than three months!" replied with a smile from the young man from earlier.

"Alas...... I really envy you that you still have a home, we are all orphans......" The other voice became a little low, and then it seemed to realize something, and asked again: "Chen Yu, didn't you say that you were also an orphan?"

"I ...... I...... I am! here...... This is Chenjia Village, I grew up in the village, and the uncles and uncles in the village are not all my family!" said the young man named Chen Yu.

"Really?" said another teenager, suspiciously.