A green stick fell in front of He Dajin, the leader of the soap class, "He Dajin, this county ordered you to quickly ...... Bad things are brought to the front of the hall to talk. ”

He Dajin received the arrest sign, and brought two good catchers to lead the horse out of the county office, it is said that the arrest and arrest belong to the work of the fast shift, and the soap class and the force class are mainly responsible for standing on duty on weekdays. But He Dajin is shrewd and old-fashioned, and he is an old man in the Yanei, Bu Taihui is used to calling him, but whenever he decides a case in court, almost all of it is He Dajin running errands.

He Dajin and the three of them went out of the county government and rode to the north gate. On the way, He Dajin couldn't help but complain again: "Lao Tzu runs errands for everything, and he only eats eight taels of silver every year, which is not enough to buy shoes." ”

Catch Qiao Sidao: "I said He Bantou, you can be content, Yuan Jiang and I are tired and tired for only five dollars of silver in January."

Yuan Jiang also said: "That is, in the nearby counties, just count our county fertilizer, and it belongs to our errand laborers." ”

Qiao Sidao: "You said, you don't make money when you put it down, and you think about resigning all day long, what is Master Bu thinking about?" ”

Yuan Jiang said: "The master is a student, these masters have read too many books and have a virtue, I am afraid that my head will enter the water, I want to leave a name in history, right?" ”

He Dajin said: "What do you know? In my eyes, Master Bu is by no means a clean official or a straight official, he is just a timid mouse, a master who does not know how to change, or a person who does not seek to improve. You can't beat it away with a pole. ”

Linzi County is not big, and when the three of them said this, the north city gate was already in sight.

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From Linzi County to the east, not far from the city gate, it is less than five miles away, and it is the surging Zijiang River that has raised a person. The Zijiang River is a kilometer wide at its widest point, but less than 50 meters at its narrowest point. As you can imagine, the water flow in the narrow area is bound to be turbulent. At this moment, a young man with a strip of stripes suddenly emerged from the turbulence, climbed onto a boulder on the shore in a few moments, put a coat on it, and poked his head under the stone from time to time. It turned out that there was a rock hole under the side of the boulder that I don't know whether it was natural or washed out by the turbulence for many years, and through the gap in the rock, the sand pit on the inside of the boulder gathered a pool of clear river water. I only heard a woman giggling below: "I asked you to help my sister watch people, you little pervert, what are you looking down at?" ”

When the young man heard this, he poked his head lower and said, "I'm looking at people, and there is no one else around here except you, and since you want me to see people, then I can only look at you." Besides, Young Master Ben has helped you so much, can't you even take a look? ”

The woman laughed, "You little poor monkey, aren't you tired with your neck stretched?" If you like to watch it, I'll come down and let you see enough to help my sister rub her back. ”

"Hmph, call your young master, think beautifully! Hurry up and wash it, what did you promise me? ”

"Yo, little wealth fan, still remember that incident, what's the hurry, I'll give it to you when you come down."

The boulder was a foot high above the ground, but under the stone was fine white river sand. The boy jumped lightly, jumped off the rock, and crouched down in front of the puddle, a distance of a mile from the woman. Even though the woman was soaked in the water from the neck down, her naked body, which was like mutton fat, still exuded intense youhuo from the clear water. The young man was not very old, but he seemed to have begun to understand people, and when he looked at it, his heart shook a little, so he tilted his head to the side, stretched out a hand, and said, "Bring it." ”

"Hehe, why are you so far away from your sister, are you afraid that your sister will eat you?" The woman said, stretched out her green jade fingers, pointed to the pile of clothes in front of her, and said, "Oh, inside the clothes." ”

The young man walked to the pile of clothes, the top was the woman's profane clothes, the woman's body fragrance was in the nose, the young man picked up a stick, pinched his nose with one hand, picked up the profane clothes with the other, and scolded: "Let the young master turn over this obscure thing......" Before he finished speaking, he was suddenly dragged horizontally, and fell into the water with a pop.

The woman giggled, hugged the boy's back in the water, put her mouth behind the boy's ear and said softly: "That hairpin is worthless, my sister ......can't do it with her body" exhaled like an orchid, and the roots of the young man's ears were itchy for a while, and the whole body was hot and unbearable, and he suddenly broke free from the woman's arms. In the water, the boy was like a loach, and after the woman pounced several times and failed to catch it, the boy had already climbed ashore and said, "Phew! Keep it for your guests, this young master is not uncommon. ”

As he spoke, he took the woman's clothes aside and pulled them around. The woman said angrily: "Hmph, dead, the hairpin is not here, why do you have to be a hairpin as a man?" Which girl are you going to give it to? ”

"It's none of your business, I'll do something for you, you give me a hairpin, and then we'll break up."

The woman said faintly: "Okay, if you have to make a hairpin, go find me another day, I didn't have it with me, it depends on whether you have the courage to go to 'find Cuifang' again." ”

"Hmph, just go, which tigress, the young master is not afraid of her."

As he spoke, he found that the sachet in his hand was extremely heavy, and when he pinched it with his hand, he hid something that was hard and erected, so he pulled it a few times in the palm of his hand, and dropped a yellow and clear gold pendant. The woman's face suddenly changed. The young man held the pendant in front of his eyes and said, "However, now young master, I don't need to go to that unfortunate place at all, this pendant is more expensive than a hairpin, I will wait for you at home, if you don't come for three days, I will be it." ”

With that, the boy stretched out his tongue at the woman, grimaced, got up and walked away.

Behind her, the woman hurriedly dressed while poking her head out from behind the stone and scolding: "Pudding, you bad thing, that pendant is my ancestor, I can't spare you if you lose it to me." ”

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It turned out that this young man was the pudding that You Siniang hated very much. Pudding is fifteen years old this year, and he is already a teenager who is just starting to fall in love. Pudding was born and still doesn't know if he has a mother, he has been raised by Bu Mao since he was a child, and he doesn't know what relatives he has except his father. Bumao told him that his mother died of postpartum hemorrhage when he was born. You must know that in ancient times, when the medical level was extremely primitive and backward, there were many women who died of postpartum hemorrhage, and it was already regarded by the ancients as a very long death. Poor mothers are better when they give birth, because they work all day and their physical fitness is relatively better. But only relative to aristocratic women. In fact, the mortality rate of maternal haemorrhage was extremely high at that time.

When Pudding was ignorant, he accepted the old Bu Mao's statement, thinking that his mother was dead, and that she died normally, and there was nothing to be sad about. But after the age of ten, from the occasional gossip of the neighbors, Pudding heard another story. Not long after, he and his neighbor Erniu fought over a clay man, and Erniu's mother scolded him: The child that his mother doesn't want, no one teaches him, don't pay attention to him.

Then Pudding's heart began to become restless, and all the neighbors had new faces in his eyes. Whenever he saw the neighbors whispering, he felt that they were talking about him.

At the age of ten, little Pudding no longer spends his days in the yard, but spends all his time in front of the back windows of his neighbors' houses to find out everything that concerns him. Slowly, he heard some sayings: Pudding Niang is very beautiful, which one is very beautiful, and the old Bu Mao bent the talent, and was later taken to the capital by an official who was worried about the recovery, and said that Pudding was not Bu Mao's biological son at all.

Pudding went back and looked in the mirror and looked at Lao Bu Mao, this time he found that Lao Bu Mao was too ugly, since he could remember, a big cigarette bag and pot all day long, a bitter look with slumped eyebrows, not to mention how depressed he was. Pudding looked at himself again, white and pure, with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and the whole body was called a spirit. He believed it—Bu Mao was not his father.

Pudding tried to ask his father, "Am I your son after all?" Bu Mao looked at the sky: "Son, go play." ”

Pudding is stubborn, be sure to ask for clarification. Lao Bumao slammed the iron-cast cigarette pouch pot to the ground: "I'll fight!" ”

Pudding had to give up the idea of getting the truth from Bumao. Since then, he has begun to change, and at night, he is like a night owl who is not at home. There are only a few families living in the north gate, and he has seen it thoroughly, and he doesn't have much information he needs, most of them are the east family, the west family is short and some trivial things in the family. Gradually, as the listening technology became more proficient, he began to find out some dirty things about others. With these handles, whoever gossips about him, once he hears it, Pudding is no longer silent, like a little shrew, shaking off the dirty things in people's homes with a small mouth, and the straight little daughter-in-law faints, the old men are confused, and the shrews cry. I want to get angry at Pudding, but Pudding said that it is a family matter, and the so-called don't do bad things, and I'm not afraid of ghosts calling the door. From then on, these people saw Pudding as if they were ghosts, and hid in disgrace.

Over time, the pudding gradually became a constant winner in scolding fights. If you meet someone who is not angry, Pudding will visit her house at night. If the other party had done a riot, he would wrap a broken straw sandal on a stone and smash it through the window; If the other party is a domineering old man, Pudding will go to his water tank and sprinkle urine on it.

All in all, after four or five years, by the time Pudding was fifteen years old, Pudding was already the number one person in the North Gate, and no one dared to provoke him, even a few rich people on the street could not easily provoke him. Because of him, almost every family in the North Gate area has dogs, and everyone secretly doesn't call him by his name, but calls him: bad thing.

But Pudding is all about petty evils, and as long as you don't provoke him, he usually doesn't take the initiative to find trouble. Therefore, Pudding has not yet become a well-known public figure like Xiaobawang, who even has a headache for the county lord.