At night, Han Rui lay on the dilapidated mud, tossing and turning, and was extremely uncomfortable.

"How do you cover this futon..."

A futon sewn from burlap, and there is nothing in it!

It's so empty, two layers of burlap!

No, there is still something!

Lice and bugs...

"What kind of luck is this~~~"

In such an ordeal, Han Rui spent the first night before the Western Era.

Early in the morning, before dawn, as soon as the first rooster crow sounded, Han Rui jumped up.

"How bad do I have to do to retribution to be so miserable..."

Let's cross it, not to mention dressing as a prince and general, at least wear it to a rich family to eat and drink spicy, right?

It's good now, dressed as a poor sling...

No money, no food, even heating things... Outstanding!

Want to do it yourself, right? There are no tools.

The bird meat eaten yesterday had already been digested cleanly, and the Five Organs Temple roared again.

"Always hungry, always hungry, did the original owner starve to death?"

"It's too waste~"

The big man has arms and legs, and he can starve to death...

Shaking his head and sighing, Han Rui knocked on the door of his next-door neighbor with his only property, the two copper coins from yesterday.

Coincidentally, it was the little boy who opened the door yesterday.

"Little brother, call your parents, I have something to look for them."

"Mom and Dad?"

The expression on the little boy's face was very similar to Han Rui's previous life when he went to buy vegetables, and he asked, "How much is a catty?" ”

Then the vegetable seller aunt showed off Sichuan dialect...

"Uh... Daddy, Daddy, call your Daddy. ”

"O... The little boy turned around: "Dad~Mother~"

After a while, a thin man walked up to the door: "What are you doing here?" ”

The original owner is so unpopular...

Muttering in his heart, Han Rui tried his best to squeeze out the friendliest smile, learned from the TV series, and said awkwardly: "I want to borrow a knife." ”

As he spoke, he took out the two copper coins from his pocket.

The man sighed, did not take the money, and was about to turn around to get a machete when a woman came out of the house.

"You thing, this wretched scumbag took a knife, if you go to kill someone, what will happen to my family?"

Han Rui took a closer look, and there was another acquaintance - the old woman who sneered at 'herself' yesterday and had a matchmaker mole on her face.

His face was full of bitterness, and he said in a strange manner: "Yo? Wasted? Got a backbone? ”

Han Rui was full of doubts: This didn't recruit her, didn't provoke her, what was the situation.

"Let's go, stay away from my door, lest my house be tainted with bad luck!"

The man's face was full of embarrassment, and he smiled apologetically at Han Rui.

Shaking his head, Han Rui had no choice but to go to another house.

After walking around, no family is willing to borrow!

"Tell me about you, why is your popularity so bad?"

Seeing Han Rui pointing at his nose and scolding, the neighbors moved farther away.

"This wretch, I'm afraid it's not crazy?"

"Stay away, don't be caught by him..."

Alas...

Han Rui lowered his head and could only walk home helplessly.

Halfway through, an old man on crutches blocked the way.

"What do you want a knife for?" There was a glint in his eyes that did not match Huafa.

Han Rui politely bowed his hand and said, "I don't have anything to eat at home, I want to go hunting." ”

The old man's face was full of distrust: "Is it really not for vendetta to kill the second son of Qian?" ”

"Second son Qian? Who's that? Why should I kill him? ”

Seeing that Han Rui didn't seem to be a fake, the old man shook his head and turned to leave.

"Come with me."

Han Rui hurriedly followed.

·

In the small courtyard of the Zhang family.

Watching Han Rui gobble up, the old man fell into deep thought.

The old woman took another bowl of corn and rice, only shaking her head and sighing.

"Poor baby..."

Han Rui was inexplicable, and he didn't waste his energy on this, stuffing his head into his mouth.

After eating nonsense, his stomach was a little protruding, and Han Rui put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand.

"Uncle, I really don't know how to thank you."

The old man shook his head: "The villagers can't do it." ”

looked at Han Rui again, and said tentatively: "Now you tell me, what do you want a knife for?" ”

Han Rui said casually: "I really want to go up the mountain to hunt, don't lie to your uncle, it's really true." ”

Listening to Han Rui's mouthful of uncles, the old man became more and more suspicious.

"Do you remember, what's my name?"

Han Rui was terrified when he heard this!

This...

Where do you know where to go?

"Uncle, I'll tell you the truth, I woke up hungry at home yesterday, and I don't remember anything."

I had no choice but to pinch it out.

"Alas, I'm afraid I've lost my soul and lost my mind..."

Seeing the old man muttering and no longer doubting his identity, Han Rui finally put his heart back in his stomach.

The old man still didn't dare to be completely reassured, and said solemnly: "If I tell you that your daughter-in-law ran away with a big family and became a concubine for him, how would you stay?" ”

As he spoke, his eyes were firmly fixed on Han Rui, not letting go of every detail on Han Rui's face.

"Uncle, I really don't remember anything, I just want to go up to the mountains to hunt and eat my stomach, so I came to borrow a knife~"

"As for my daughter-in-law... She likes to go, just go! ”

"If you don't believe it, then can't I borrow it?"

As he spoke, he got up and wanted to leave.

My wife ran away with someone?

It's my business, it's not my wife...

Only then did the old man fully believe Han Rui's words.

"Da Lang, come out?"

Out of the back room was a young man with a bow and arrows in his hand.

"Ouch, I'll go!"

"Uncle, what do you mean?"

"I'll give you two dollars, I'll give it all to you!"

Seeing that Han Rui really took out two copper coins, the old man couldn't help laughing.

"Who wants your two coppers?"

If you don't take some precautions, what if Han Rui borrows a knife and becomes a robbery?

In these years, Taiping is Taiping, but it also depends on where it is.

It's in the clouds!

A bridgehead to face the Huns!

Although it is not a place outside the law, there are many bandits.

"A little self-preservation, don't be surprised."

The old man waved his hand as he spoke, and the sturdy young man walked out, his eyes still full of vigilance.

"Da Lang, you go along."

The guy didn't say a word and nodded.

"Eh, uncle, where's the knife?"

The old man brought a little temptation again: "What kind of knife do you want?" ”

"Hey, any kind of knife will do, you can cut meat, and it's better to chop wood!"

After thinking about it carefully, and after making sure that Han Rui really didn't have the idea of 'borrowing a knife to kill someone', he took a machete from the firewood room for Han Rui.

Han Rui picked it up and waved it, which was quite a good hand.

"Okay uncle, then I'll give you back in two days."

He didn't say goodbye, but turned around and walked out the door.

"Go ahead."

When the young man heard this, he also followed.

The two walked all the way back to Han Rui's house, took the string and hunting bird frame they used yesterday, and walked towards the back mountain.