Before the question of whether to go down the mountain or not to go down the mountain was discussed, Zhao Xiaoman took it upon himself to pack and sell them.

Dawangzhai from top to bottom, from old to young, all fryer.

Cheongsam told everyone to calm down: "This is a three-year contract, the boss said, you can sign it if you want to, and you can't sign it if you don't want to." ”

"There's still a time limit for the deed of sale?"

"I haven't heard of it."

"So what do we do?"

"What the hell does the boss think?"

"The fourth master will tell us carefully."

The long shirt turned around and stepped on the stone, and said to the miscellaneous old and young: "It means that after three years, this deed of sale will be useless, but we can take the slave release book given by the Su family and find another way out, so that we will have a proper identity, otherwise we will not be able to live without household registration when we go down the mountain." ”

"Four ......" Xue Yang looked at the robe that he was explaining to everyone, and spat on the ground, "Phew, the fourth child was the happiest one before, and now that she is the boss, he is the happiest one to jump." ”

"I didn't expect it either," Xue Pan said faintly.

Over there, the old uncle dragged his cane to get out of the way, and climbed onto the stone stone and shouted, "Big guy be quiet, listen to me." This is a good thing, a great good thing, and the boss has worked hard to get it for us. This is said to be a deed of sale, but in fact, isn't it a guarantee for us, so that we can have a job to do when we get off the mountain, have a proper identity, be able to marry an aunt, have a baby, what are the bachelors in the village worried about? ”

"Then I'll be someone else's slave in the future?" The dog grabbed his father's shoulders and rode his father's neck.

"Your baby wants to be beautiful," the old uncle stroked his sparse beard and smiled, "The boss said, how to sell if you want to sell from the age of 15, these under the age of 15, stay honest." After fifty, the Su family refused to ask for it. In addition to strong labor, we old and weak women and children have to rely on the boss to find a way. ”

"That's it, don't call here. Daddy, come over and take the lead, and put a handprint on this deed of sale. ”

Dog's dad hesitated.

The old bachelor couldn't help but ask: "Can you really marry your mother-in-law and have a baby?" ”

"I still can't marry a lazy man," the old uncle stuffed the contract to him, "hurry up and press the handprint." ”

"Then I must be diligent in my work," the old bachelor grinned and pressed the handprint on.

"Press," his father sighed to the people around him, "I have to support my family." ”

"Where is it comfortable to be a bandit as a common man?" The people around him looked at it with a long neck, and his tone was very disapproving.

Goudan'er's father said: "I don't want my dog's Dan'er to be a bandit in the future, and my mother-in-law has never gone out since she entered our village." ”

"What are you hesitating about, going down the mountain is a different way of living, and if you can't survive, you'll come back," said the other man, pressing his mud-stained hand towards the contract.

"Second brother?"

The fat man is so excited.

Xue Yang squatted on the stone, sharpening the wooden stick with a dagger one by one: "You can go if you want, they are right, change the way of living, if it doesn't work, you will come back." ”

"Ah," the fat man rubbed his hands, "what about you?" ”

"Me?"

Xue Yang laughed and went to sharpen his stick again.

With the old uncle's spare no effort, the cottage quickly completed the signing of the deed of sale. Among them, except for the old and weak women and children, eighty laborers sold themselves to the Su family, and the rest of the more than 20 people, including Xue Yang and the fat man, went on to become bandits.

And they haven't dripped, they've been divided into two groups. The minority hates the majority, and you don't understand the majority.

As for Xue Pan and Xue Yang, Zhao Xiaoman said casually.

Since she has become the boss here, she should think about the future of the cottage, and the first thing is to leave this place where birds don't. What do you want here, what do you want in vain, why stay in this person's ravine? Take people out, do something, and develop, isn't it fragrant?

After listening to the report of the long shirt, Zhao Xiaoman threw the last few fried beans into his mouth and clapped his hands: "Ready." ”

"Hey," Chang Yi still hesitated a little, and said, "Then the little boy of the Su family can't play us, right?" ”

Zhao Xiaoman snorted and licked the corners of his lips that had eaten fried beans with a salty fragrance: "You know where his home is, right?" ”

The cheongsam's eyes sparkled: "Yes." ”

Zhao Xiaoman slapped him on the shoulder: "Since you know, when he tricks me, you can help me kill his entire family." ”

"Yes!"

The cheongsam was shocked, and it was a pity that Zhao Xiaoman was a woman.

*

It's night.

The officers and soldiers, who were strung together by a rope, walked deep and shallow, stretching for several miles.

Their leader, the general, was tied to the first, and only a pair of obscene pants were stripped of his clothes, and he shivered in the middle of the spring night.

"My lord," said a general banner who walked behind, "this black light is blinding, let's find a chance to run?" ”

"Run?"

The general shouted: "Can you run barefoot than those who wear shoes?" ”

In order to prevent them from escaping, they are picking up their clothes and not allowing them to wear shoes, and the soles of their feet are already pierced and bleeding when they walk here from the cottage, as if they are walking on the tip of a needle.

"I can't walk."

He sat on the ground, his unkempt hair made him look like a beggar, and no one would recognize him as the leader of the soldiers even if he threw it on the street.

"Get up," Daddy scolded.

The general manager rolled his eyes and looked at him: "If you can't walk, you can't walk." ”

"Okay," said the cheongsan with a smile on his face, "since he can't walk anymore, then ask his family to carry him." Where does his family live? ”

The dog in charge of the escort, his father and others, shouted in unison: "Weeping Willow Street in Fucheng, the second household is counting." ”

The shouting echoed through the mountains, bouncing up as if he were electrocuted: "What do you want to do?" ”

"What else can you do?" Cheongsam laughed, "Of course I want your family to reunite." ”

Someone in the tied team scolded: "It's against you bandits, and you dare to blackmail the boss, if you have the ability, you can use a single hair of our hair to try, isn't it just relying on witchcraft." ”

"Let's go!"

The general manager took the lead silently, and he didn't want to gamble with his family's lives.

The long shirt hugged his shoulders: "Don't be angry, I think I'm really tired of walking, let's rest in place for a while, and I'll ask someone to bring the shoes of the adults and brothers." ”

I thought he was joking, but I actually took it.

The general put his shoes on the shoe, and asked bluntly: "Pull us out at night, you can't just for a walk, it's killing or scraping, you give me a real bottom." ”

"You don't know yet?" Cheongsam was surprised, "Didn't anyone tell you?" ”

Say what?

Put the total screwed eyebrows.