Yan Wushuang's father is Yanzicheng in Langzhong, because the Han King was implicated in the rebellion, hanged himself in the prison of the Criminal Department, and his mother Wang was sick under the anger of the family, and died seven days ago, and the house slaves robbed the valuable things in the house and fled, leaving only this empty house and his two orphans who were less than ten years old.

This morning, Yan Wushuang held a few copper coins to buy steamed buns for his sister to eat, but he didn't expect to be surrounded by several big men in Fang City.

The leader was a fat and strong man, with a face full of horizontal meat, he laughed and pulled Yan Wushuang, and shouted loudly: "Who should I be?" Isn't this Young Master Yan? I was about to go to your house to look for you, Young Master Yan, your father and your mother have already burped, I heard that your family's minions have run out, and you and your sister are left, so be it! How about I buy your house so that your brothers and sisters don't starve to death? ＂

The pedestrians next to him saw that there was a bustle to see, and they all gathered around.

Yan Wushuang glared at him and asked the woman who sold steamed buns, "How do you sell steamed buns?" ＂

The fat man's face was gloomy, and his fists creaked.

In the lively market, everyone looked at Yi Mu in front of him dumbfounded, he mentioned the thin Yan Wushuang, and slapped him, Yan Wushuang's delicate face rolled down tears, staring at the fat strong man, his eyes were full of anger, the man smiled and shouted: "Little cub, do you still think it was when your father was an official?" Tell you, he is suspected of rebellion, and he will be beheaded if he doesn't die! Lao Tzu asks you again, do you sell it or not? ＂

Yan Wushuang spit out two words with difficulty: "Don't sell!" ＂

The man was furious, put down Yan Wushuang, kicked him in the air, fell to the ground, his head just touched a stone, and blood burst out when he landed, Yan Wushuang's eyes were closed, his breath was weak, the linen filial piety clothes on his body were in a mess, the clenched little hand was weakly released, and the two copper coins rolled down to the ground, and a woman selling steamed buns next to him couldn't hold back anymore, and pounced on him and shouted: "Master Tiger, you can't fight anymore, if you fight again, you will die!" The fat man frowned slightly: "Ah Hua, why did you take bad medicine?" Dare to take care of the tiger master's business? Before the words fell, a tattooed man behind him stepped forward and whispered: "Brother Tiger, let it go first, the errand is coming!" The tiger master nodded and shouted in a low voice: "Little cub, why don't you sell the house to Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu will sell you and your sister to the green building, so that you will never turn over!" After saying that, he left in a hurry with someone......

Thinking of all this made Yan Wushuang's head hurt again, he looked at his sister with tears on his face beside him, and then looked at his thin body, he couldn't help but feel sad, he held back his tears and touched his sister's head. Whispered, "Are you hungry?" ＂

The little girl nodded vigorously.

Yan Wushuang smiled, his steps were a little vain, he walked out of the door, through the corridor, he looked at his own house, the house is divided into three entrances, the atrium is not big, but it is also a pavilion, a small bridge and flowing water, there are two small buildings in the backyard, no one has cleaned it for a long time, and the fallen leaves and flowers have fallen to the ground, which looks particularly depressed.

Yan Wushuang raised his head and let his tears flow back into his eyes, at this time he had to be strong because there was no one to rely on.

He walked to the kitchen and lifted the lid of the rice cylinder, which was empty.

When Wushuang was worried, the door was kicked open, and three big men with crooked Taibao hats, open their arms, and show their tattoos broke in, led by a fat man with a shiny face who was full of oil and shiny, and was overjoyed to see Yan Wushuang safe and sound, and laughed: "Boy, life is very hard?" Lao Tzu hasn't sent you back to the West yet? It's just right, the master asks you again, do you sell this house? ＂

Wushuang looked at his sister and said in a low voice: "Good, go back to the small building in the back, and my brother will make something delicious for you to eat in a while." ＂

My sister nodded timidly and ran to the backyard.

Yan Wushuang said coldly: "It seems that you are going to decide my house?" But I need to know who you are, right? ＂

The fat man and the two behind him laughed: "Hahaha, the little cub is stupid?" Even the tiger master forgot about it, no matter what, grandpa's name is Niu Hu, this piece is under the control of the master, and the master repeats, one hundred taels of silver to buy this house, you have to sell it, and you have to sell it if you don't sell it! ＂

Although Yan Wushuang is only ten years old, he also knows that it is a joke to buy such a big house with a hundred taels of silver, but there is no way, such scoundrels are everywhere in the world, strong to buy and sell, oppress the weak, they have a lot of room to survive, there are some people who cover them, for them, money is the most important thing.

Yan Wushuang sneered secretly, although he had no power to restrain the chicken, but for the sake of his sister, he could not want this life.

He turned around and looked, there was no weapon to resist, Wushuang knew in his heart that he and his sister were in a catastrophe today, so he had to slowly hook the branches on the ground.

The fat man's face trembled, and he was secretly happy in his heart, such a house in the inner city, at least eight thousand taels of silver, this family died, escaped, only two underage orphans remained, as long as this kid signed the purchase and sale documents, then this house is his, think about it is beautiful.

This man is called Niu Hu, he is a native of Beijing, his father is a hob meat-like gangster, he was hacked to death in a land grabbing brawl, Niu Huzi inherited his father's business, and also gloriously became a ruffian hooligan, buying and selling on weekdays, collecting protection money for a living, but he is smarter than most gangsters, every time he seeks to grab money, he has to find out the root of the other party, not to cause too much trouble.

This family surnamed Yan, Niu Hu inquired very clearly, involved in the rebellion of the Han King a few years ago, the male owner hanged himself, the court did not continue to investigate, the hostess also died a few days ago, the family only has two dolls and this house, such fat he Niu Hu does not bite, it is simply a crime for him, so today he has to let the little boy in front of him sign and draw a charge for him no matter what.

Yan Wushuang's heart calmed down, he was calm when he was in a desperate situation, it didn't matter if he died, he couldn't let his sister out of danger, he gently plucked a branch under his feet, this branch was a piece of firewood that he had just kicked over, a sharp end, about half a foot long.

He smiled and said, "Master Hu, I'm a little dizzy and can't hear clearly. ＂

The tiger master glanced at Yan Wushuang with disdain, shook his head, and a grinning man behind him strode forward, scolding and squeaking in his mouth, holding a piece of paper in one hand, and grabbing Wushuang with the other big hand.

Yan Wushuang pretended to be afraid, lowered his head, grabbed the branch with his right hand like lightning, and used all his strength to insert it obliquely into the big man's neck, piercing it thoroughly, a stream of blood splattered out, the man screamed fiercely, grabbed the branch, but his steps involuntarily took two steps back, fell to the ground, his mouth opened wide, his eyes rolled and he fainted to the ground, and his body kept twitching.

The tiger master and the man who came with him were stunned, but Yan Wushuang straightened his waist and said proudly: "You kicked me, I stabbed your person, isn't it too much?" Master Hu, you bullied the weak, bullied my two orphans, and sued the government, just to see if you are justified or I am justified. Although my father is dead, his same year and friends are still there, you think, they won't help me on the surface, but can they let you go secretly? ＂

Hu Ye looked at Yan Wushuang who was talking eloquently, as if he didn't know him, he was just a scoundrel, seeing that the neighbor's family was ruined, and he was also implicated in the Han King rebellion case, he wanted to rob this house and make a big bargain, but he forgot that there were three catties of nails in the ship, and he shot in the same year in Swallow City, and his best result was to distribute three thousand miles.

Thinking of this, he hesitated.

Yan Wushuang said loudly: "He is still saved, no matter how late it is, it will be his life, you can weigh it!" ＂

The tiger master's face was pale, and he tore off his shirt to wrap his accomplice's neck, but he didn't dare to pull out the branches, and the two people carried the injured accomplice and fled in panic.