At dawn, the rain did not abate, the sky was cloudy, the cold wind was raging, blowing the newly planted saplings in the streets, the uneven ground was full of water, the town was full of devastation, every house had traces of being trampled, but the cry was inaudible, and there was a dead silence. Happy? Wen? Ｘs520. ＣＯＭ

No one dared to go out, who knew if the group of people would come again, people who were not too involved sat at home, their eyes were empty, they didn't know how to live, there was not a grain of rice left in the house, only a little scraps from last night were stored in the stove, the box was turned upside down, and the silver money that had been accumulated for many years was also looted.

There is no money, no rice, and those who have relatives can go to their relatives, so that they can mix a mouthful of porridge so that they will not starve to death, and if they have no relatives, they will not think of any future at all.

Gu Zheng glanced at the sleeping lady, and lightly helped her tuck the quilt corners, he asked Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang to take care of him, he was going out.

There can be no fire in the cellar, the ground is cold, right now, he has to go up, at least send some hot water down, wrap two soup women, and put them in the quilt to keep warm, just now he touched Mo Xiaohe's feet, wet and cold.

"Gu boy, will it be dangerous for you to go up like this?"

Aunt Zhang sighed lightly, she is also a person who has suffered hardships, nothing can be endured, the current conditions are good enough, there is a bed to rest, she and her wife snuggle together, warm each other, and when you are hungry, there are cakes and steamed buns to cushion your stomach.

In that year, there was a famine in the village, and the bark and grass roots of the trees were suddenly stopped, and those who went up the mountain were almost dug up, so they survived for a month, and waited for the relief food distributed by the DPRK and China, relying on the clear bottom, only a few grains of rice porridge and water, to survive the most difficult days.

Uncle Zhang shook his head, pressed Aunt Zhang's hand, and came to the door in the middle of the night to rob, the practice was more like that of the mountain bandits, but there must be something behind it, these years, the officials and bandits colluded, and in the end it was the people who were unlucky.

"Be careful, let's take a look, see what's going on, if there's nothing abnormal, go to Li's house first."

The Li family is Mo Xiaohe's foreign family, the situation was urgent before, she didn't say it, she must be in a hurry, Gu Zheng took a look, in case something really happened, she could also help.

"Okay, if Xiaohe wakes up, let her not worry, I'll come when I go."

Gu Zheng straightened his clothes and climbed up from the cellar entrance.

The courtyard was in a mess, the firewood in the firewood room that had been split was everywhere, messily scattered on the ground, soaked in rainwater, the wicker basket that installed the firewood was trampled flat, Gu Zheng had no emotion in his dark eyes, he picked up the basket casually, and found that the wicker on it had fallen into the soil, and then brought out the black sludge.

The small bottles of oil, salt, sauce and vinegar in the stove room were overturned, the oil gourd was nowhere to be found, and the two bags containing grain and rice were taken away, leaving footprints on the ground.

The inner room could not be seen, the lock of the box was broken and fell to the ground, the box was opened, and the clothes inside were turned out and thrown everywhere, every clean one, with shoe prints on it, and the imprint of Yin Hong, what it was was self-evident. These clothes can no longer be worn, and it is unlucky to keep them. Gu Zheng packed them all, threw them in the corner, and quickly cleaned up the outside of the house.

After boiling hot water in the stove, he carried the teapot and the soup woman to the cellar to deliver things, and asked the second elder to hide here for the time being, not to go out first, the second elder heard that the family was only losing some property, and he didn't take it to heart.

People who have lived most of their lives have long understood the truth that money is something outside the body, as long as people are okay, thank God, there is nothing that cannot be seen.

Mo Xiaohe still didn't wake up, she curled up in a ball, and was falling into a bloody nightmare, in front of her, someone was holding a machete, aimed at the innocent people, the people cried and begged for mercy, and those people laughed wildly to make fun.

The other group took off their pants, looked hideous, pressed the fair-faced little lady under them, crooked their mouths, said something proudly, and then covered them with hairy hands, and whispered in despair.

Gu Zheng saw that his wife locked her eyebrows tightly and her lips were bitten white, he quickly put Tang Pozi under the blanket, hugged her again, and patted her back gently, this move was very effective, and Mo Xiaohe, who was sleeping, gradually breathed steadily and relaxed.

The wick of the oil lamp made a sizzling sound, and the cellar, which was not very bright, became even darker, Uncle Zhang got out of bed, brought his wife a cup of hot tea to warm his hands, lit the wick with wire, and affirmed, "Gu boy is a good one." ”

"Needless to say?"

Aunt Zhang rolled her eyes, the old man was talking nonsense, if Gu Zheng hadn't killed the bear by himself, the grass on the old man's grave would have grown tall. Gu Zheng seems to be an indifferent person, but Aunt Zhang knows how lucky she will be once he is recognized.

She is not a Dawu person, she doesn't understand the aesthetics of Dawu people, why do she like a little white face with grease and powder, a scholar who can't pick up her shoulders and can't lift her hands, those people brag about governing the country all day long, and if you meet mountain bandits, you can't be scared to pee your pants.

Gu Zheng is broken, it doesn't matter at all, his appearance can't be eaten, the key is that he has the ability. Back then, the old couple wanted to help Gu Zheng say goodbye in the village, but before his injury was healed, he left silently, and before leaving, he left Yinliang again.

"Yes, Xiaohe is also good, I hope that they will be married and beautiful, and they will not experience twists and turns."

Once the two countries go to war, the border city will immediately fall into the flames of war, the two of them can't walk, and they don't intend to drag people down, if there is a chance, I hope Gu Zheng will leave with Mo Xiaohe quickly, after all, the closer to Dawu Kyoto, the safer it is.

Mo Xiaohe woke up when her husband let go of Tang Pozi, and the warmth he sent dispelled her nightmares, but he stayed for a short time, and then he heard the gossip of Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang, her eyelashes trembled, and she continued to sleep. At the end of the hour, the rain gradually stopped, and a few figures appeared on the streets, looking restless, coming and going hurriedly, looking left and right from time to time, and at the slightest movement, they were on full alert, like frightened birds.

The people along the way, hanging the spirit flag at the door, too late to make the spirit flag, the gate hung with white lanterns, white cloth strips, on behalf of the family funeral, he has good ears, listening to the cry of the people around him, are very depressed.

The Li family is a two-entry house, surrounded by good families and merchants. These people have always been able to see the opportunity to do business, and they have kept their peace with their money, and they have lost their money, at least their lives are safe.

"Who knows who those guys are? Can the bandits be so well equipped? Are you stupid for me? ”

Giving silver is the only way, no one can afford to offend the plague god, the money is gone, and there is a chance to make a comeback, not to mention that they can do business in the town, the family is not an industry, there is an ancestral house in the village, it is really not possible for the family to live on the streets.

"Then you need to give it all out? There is no one left, what can I do, drink the northwest wind? ”

The woman's voice was high-pitched from within the courtyard walls, and the husband and wife were arguing over a disagreement.

"You don't say a few words, shallow-eyed things, if it weren't for Lao Tzu being honest, do you think you would still be standing here and shouting with Lao Tzu?"

The man was very impatient and angry, in that situation, he had no other choice, if he didn't cooperate, annoyed the gang, killed his family, rummaged in the courtyard, and in the end it was the same result, and they, and they also took their lives, according to business, they lost a lot of money!

The woman was at a loss, and she hesitated for a long time before she muttered, "I mean, why do you tell all the places where the silver is hidden, and leave no way back, why are you so solid-eyed!" ”

"Hmph, you should be glad that Lao Tzu didn't play a careful eye."

He sent his family to inquire around in the morning, and when he heard the news, he looked at the dominatrix in the family and said, "You know, the great good man, it is the widower of the lady who has two lives......

Gu Zheng felt that the man was very knowledgeable about current affairs and worthy of being a businessman, and when he heard the word widower, he deliberately slowed down and listened carefully.

"Didn't he be sent to the border wall to serve as a servant?"

The widower has money outside, and he is famous in the town, and his reputation is okay, but the people who do business are accustomed to competing with each other, and they are competitors to each other, and they do not like each other.

"Just two days after I came back, I heard that I spent a lot of money to open the joints and find someone to replace him, but unfortunately his life is not good."

In the morning, the next person inquired about the news, and met the widower's family, the earlier group of people was arrogant, rampant, and pretended to be garlic, very hypocritical, and the next person saw that the group of people were carrying burdens, as if they were going to flee, and asked about the situation at the moment, he glanced at his mother-in-law, and sold the guanzi, "Guess what?" ”

"What, isn't something wrong?"

The woman's voice trembled, and she heard the ghost crying wolf last night, and not far away, she wondered whose house was unlucky.

"Dead, more than twenty dead."

The widower was reluctant to give up the money, and he was clever enough to deceive the gang, and the result was immediately exposed, and he was killed as a disobedient man, and now there were only corpses in the house, and the living fled as soon as the morning dawned to leave the town.

Gu Zheng's eyes deepened, the person who didn't have time to do the final treatment, died, he didn't need to do it, this is evil and evil retribution.

This book was first published by Lewen, please do not reprint!