Tu Tuqiao knew that his people were now transporting a lot of money out of the Xuanwu Kingdom.

However, his strength in the e-sports tycoon is not as good as before, and this situation is something that Tu Tuqiao did not expect.

It was also something that Tang Xiaoneng didn't expect, but that Han Haoran reminded them.

However, at that time, Tu Tuqiao said rudely: "You just need to train that e-sports player, and you don't have to worry about other things." ”

That He Boge and Wei Taiqiang knew the attitude of Tu Tuqiao, and they laughed instead, because they knew that Tu Tuqiao would look at the problem like this.

That Tu Tuqiao and Cao Jiao's strength will not be robbed, so they are happy.

Of course, that Tutuqiao is not stupid, but he already has some friends in that lighthouse country, so he mainly pins his hopes on his friends in that lighthouse country, on the contrary, he doesn't have much energy to deal with that Xuanwu country itself.

Under that Han Haoran's hand, there was one called

Ju Dong's e-sports player, he said to Han Haoran: "Now, if you have money, you are the master, why do you still listen to that Tu Tuqiao?" ”

Han Haoran said: "That Tu Tuqiao is my big guy for a day and a big guy for a lifetime, do we play e-sports, we must be righteous, do you know?" ”

At this time, Han Haoran's other younger brother, Tian Huirong and Xu Min looked at each other and smiled, and that Tian Huirong said: "You treat Tutuqiao as a big brother, but they are so realistic that they don't treat you as a little brother at all." ”

Han Haoran said: "No matter what, that Tutu is my eldest brother, he is the eldest brother of one day, and he is my eldest brother forever." ”

Then they fell silent again, staring at the jewels. After a long while, Tu Tuqiao took a breath and said firmly, "We can't keep these jewels like this. What is sold and turned into insurance must be turned into land, because only land is the safest. If anyone had known about it, we would have died the next day, and a robber would have taken all the jewels. These jewels must be transformed into land at once, or I won't be able to sleep well tonight. ”

As he spoke, he wrapped the jewel in the cloth again, tied it firmly with a rope, and then opened his garment and stuffed it into his bosom. That's when he caught a chance glimpse of her face. She was sitting cross-legged on the bed, her heavy face showing a slight look of nostalgia, her lips open, and she couldn't help but lean her face over.

"Well, what's wrong?" He asked, amazed at her expression.

"You're going to sell them all?" She asked in a whisper in a hoarse voice.

"Why not?" Surprised, he replied, "Why do we keep such jewels in an earthen house?" ”

"I wish I had kept two for myself," she said, with a hopeless sadness in her tone, as if she had nothing to count on, for Tu Tuqiao was a little as agitated as his children were when they asked him to buy toys or candy.

"What for!" He exclaimed in amazement.

"If I could keep two," she humbly continued, "it would be fine to keep only two small or even two small white pearls......

"Pearl!" He repeated, bewildered

"Business means money," the woman said, "either money in or money, but this family can't make money now." ”

"That's a good point, but I can't talk to a woman." Tu Tuqiao gently retorted. He couldn't figure out where he was and still looked around. At first, he stood in the middle of the crowd, being squeezed around, and then he finally came to his senses, and pushed out of the crowd with all his might, and finally squeezed out, but he was hidden in a hidden place and was not discovered, so he thought that he was alone at the moment, and was ready to sneak out and escape. Because Tu Tuqiao had also been avoiding the crowd, he was the only one left in the end, so the two ran into each other.

This man was a tall and fat fellow, neither old nor young, and he had been lying naked on the bed when he felt a voice say to him: "Money can save children and land!" ”

He suddenly shouted in a rough voice that he had never had before, "Well, give me money!" ”

So the fat man knelt up straight, and groped for the pockets of his garment, and stretched out his yellowed hands, which were full of gold, and Tu Tuqiao lifted the placket of his coat and pocketed it. Then he shouted in a strange voice that sounded like someone else's: "Give me some more!" ”

Again, the man stretched out his hands full of gold, and whispered, "Now there is nothing left, and I have nothing but my life." He couldn't stop crying, tears streaming down his fat face like droplets.

Seeing him trembling and crying, Tu Tuqiao suddenly hated him, he had never hated anyone like this in his life, so he shouted with full resentment: "Get out, don't let me see you again, or I will trample you to death like stepping on a fat maggot!" ”

Although Tu Tuqiao's heart was so soft that he didn't even dare to kill a cow, he was now shouting such words. The man ran past him like a dog, and then disappeared.

At this time, only the earthen bridge and the gold remained. He hastily took the gold into his bosom, walked out of the Taiping Gate, and walked through the side streets behind him, and returned to his tent. He clung to the gold that still had the warmth of others, and said to himself over and over again, "We will go back to our own land, and tomorrow we will go back to our own land!" ”

Within a few days of fifteen, Tu Tuqiao felt as if he had never left his land, and indeed his heart had never left. He bought good grains from the south, full of wheat, rice, and corn for three pieces of gold, and he didn't care to spend money on seeds that he had never grown before, such as celery, lotus roots to be planted in the pond, large carrots that could be served with pork, and small red fragrant bean pods.

Even before he got home, he bought a ploughing ox from a farmer who was plowing the field for five pieces of gold. When he saw the man ploughing the field, he stopped, and the old man, the child, and his woman, though they were like arrows, stopped. They looked at the ploughing ox. Tu Tuqiao first felt that the cow's neck was thick, and then immediately saw that its yoke-pulling shoulders were strong and strong, so he exclaimed, "This cow is not very good! How much are you going to sell it for? You see, I have no livestock, and it is difficult for me to walk, and I am willing to buy it at the price you offer. ”

The farmer replied, "I would rather sell my wife than this cow, which is only three years old, and it is the best time." He continued to plow the land and did not stop because of the earthen bridge.

At this time, Tu Tuqiao seemed to feel that among all the cattle in the world, he had to buy this one. He said to Yu Yali and his father, "How is this cow?" ”

The old man looked at it and said, "It seems that this is a castrated cow." ”

Then Yu Yali said, "This cow is a year older than he said. ”

But Tu Tuqiao did not answer, for his heart was focused on the ox, and he was attracted to its endurance in plowing the land, and to its smooth yellow fur and bright black eyes. With this ox he can cultivate his land and mill rice and flour. So he went to the farmer and said, "I'm willing to give you another cow, more than that, but I want to buy it." ”

Eventually, after some bargaining, the farmer agreed to sell it for half the price he had bought locally. But when Tutuqiao saw the ox, he suddenly felt that the gold was nothing, and he handed the gold to the farmer, who watched the farmer unload the ox from the yoke. He took the reins of the bull's nose and led the ox away, and his heart was full of excitement to get it.

When they arrived home, they found that the door panels had been removed, the roof was gone, the hoes and rakes left in the house were gone, and the only thing left was a few bare trusses and earthen walls, and even the earthen walls had been damaged by the late winter snow and spring rains. But after the initial shock passed, Tu Tuqiao felt that none of this was a big deal. He went to the city and bought a good plough made of hardwood, two hoes, and two rakes, and some mats for the roof—for he would not have grass for the roof until his new harvest came down.

At night, Tu Tuqiao stood at the door of his house and watched his field, his own, which had been frozen in winter and now lay loose and vibrant, just right for farming. It was the middle of spring, and the frogs were whining lazily in the shallow pond. The bamboo in the corner swayed gently in the soft evening breeze, and in the twilight he could dimly see the clusters of trees on the edge of the field nearby. It was peach and willow trees, the pink buds of which were bright and ready to bloom, and the willows had stretched their tender green leaves. From the fields that were quietly waiting to be cultivated, a silvery white mist rose like moonlight, lingering among the trees.

For a long time in the beginning, Tu Tuqiao didn't want to see anyone, he just wanted to stay alone on his own land. He did not go to any of the houses in the village, and he was angry with those who had survived the famine of the winter when they came to him.

"Which of you took my door? Who took my hoe and rake? Who burned my roof as firewood? He yelled at them.

They shook their heads, full of good-natured sincerity. This one said, "That's what your uncle did." And he said, "No, in this unfortunate time of hunger and war, where there are bandits and thieves everywhere, how can it be said that this man and that man have stolen something?" Hunger turns everyone into a thief. ”

At this time, a neighbor surnamed Qin staggered out of his house to look at Tutuqiao, and he said: "There is a gang of bandits living in your house all winter, and they have robbed both the village and the city. Legend has it that your uncle knows these people better than the average honest man. But at times like these, who knows what's true? I don't dare to say who is bad. ”

Although this person surnamed Qin was not yet forty-five years old, his hair was already thin, and all of them were white, he was so thin that he was skinny and bone-like, and his whole person was like a shadow. Tu Tuqiao looked at him for a moment, and then suddenly asked in a sympathetic tone, "You are worse off than us." What do you eat? ”

The man sighed and said in a low voice, "What haven't I eaten?" We ate garbage from the streets, like dogs. We've begged for food in the city, and we've eaten dead dogs. Once, before my woman died, she made a kind of broth, and I didn't dare to ask what kind of meat it was, I only knew that she didn't have the guts to kill anything, and if we ate meat, it must have been found by her. Then she died, and she was too weak for me to hold on. When she died, I gave my daughter to a soldier because I couldn't watch her starve to death. He choked up and couldn't speak. After a while he continued, "If I had a little grain, I would have planted more, but I don't have a seed." ”

"Come here!" Tu Tuqiao shouted in a gruff voice, then grabbed his hand and pulled him into the house. He asked the man to lift up his shabby cloak and pour some of the seeds he had brought back from the south. He gave him a little wheat seed, rice seed, and vegetable seed, and said to him, "To-morrow I will come and plow the land for you with my good oxen." ”

Qin couldn't help but cry loudly, Tu Tuqiao also wiped his eyes, and shouted as if angry: "Do you think I forgot about how many handfuls of beans you gave me?" But Qin couldn't answer. He cried and walked away, and he kept crying all the way.

Tu Tuqiao found out that his uncle no longer lived in the village, which was a happy event for him. No one knows where he went. Some say he went to a city, others say he lived far away with his wife and children. But his home in the village was gone. Tu Tuqiao was very angry to hear that those girls had been sold, and that the good-looking eldest daughter had been sold by him for the highest price he could sell, and even the youngest pock-faced girl had been sold by him to a soldier who was passing by on his way to the battlefield for a few copper coins.

Tu Tuqiao began to work on the land steadily, and he even took the time to go home to eat and sleep. He prefers to take the pancake roll and green onions to the field, and stand there eating and thinking about the plan: "Here I have to plant black-eyed beans, and here I have to make a seedbed for rice seedlings." "If he was too tired from the day's work, he lay down and slept in the ditch, his flesh sticking to his own land, and feeling warm.

Yu Yali refuses to be idle at home. With her own hands, she fastened the mat firmly to the trusses of the roof; And he took the earth out of the field, and used water and mud to mend the walls of the house; She rebuilt a pot stove and filled in the hollows where the rain had washed out of the ground.

One day, she went to the city with Tu Tuqiao, bought a table, six stools, a large iron pot, and for enjoyment, bought a red clay pot engraved with black flowers and six matching tea bowls. At last they went to the incense and candle shop and bought a god of wealth to hang above the table in the hall, and bought two white forged candles, a white forged incense burner, and two red candles made of butter, thick and long, with a thin reed stalk in the middle as a wick.