208, the farmer's mother raised eight sons 132
Because the second son was also there, Ye Bing was slowly driving the donkey cart on the uneven mountain road, and when he was close to the entrance of the village, he suddenly found that a dilapidated carriage was parked there.
Ninety-nine percent of the village are poor families, and if there is an ox cart or a donkey cart, it is considered a super rich series, but this carriage does not dare to think extravagantly, and the relatives and friends of the poor are basically poor, so it is naturally impossible to have a carriage, so it is indeed suspicious that a carriage of unknown origin suddenly stopped at the entrance of Zhujia Village.
"Look at what, look at Lao Tzu gouging out your dog's eyes!" The driver of the carriage was a man with a scar, his hand in his arms, his eyes gloomy staring at them, and his right hand was also in his arms, as if he was ready to take out a weapon at any time.
Ye Bing, who didn't want to cause unnecessary trouble, retracted her gaze, originally they passed by like air as air, but when the mountain road was narrow and the two cars were side by side, she suddenly heard a sound that she shouldn't have heard, as if someone was covering their mouths and still struggling to make a sound.
"Stinky boy, I didn't expect that there were really two hits at a young age, and you were almost yin." Another man's voice came from the carriage, and just listening to this sentence made people think of it infinitely.
"Hmm~" responded to the man's more violent resistance.
"Big brother, it's your own child anyway, if you don't obey, you will be obedient if you beat it directly, and others can't care about it." The man outside the carriage looked at her very provocatively and shouted loudly, "My own family's business is your business."
The man in the carriage obviously received the signal, and the carriage, which originally had a sound, suddenly quieted down, which made Ye Bing frown slightly, obviously feeling that something was wrong, but he didn't know what the problem was.
As the donkey cart entered Zhujia Village, Zhu Chongliu, who was tightly held in the carriage by the man in his arms and covered his mouth tightly, looked angry, his father actually sold them to this man who looked like a bandit, and then saw Zhu Chongqi sleeping quietly with his eyes closed.
The rock sugar gourd was coated with drugs that made people sleepy, because Zhu Chongliu didn't know it, he gave it all to the seventh brother to eat, but the seventh brother was in a coma but he didn't get hit, and he wanted to run when he found that the situation was wrong, but even if he practiced martial arts, it was difficult to defeat these ruthless characters who were not willing to die all year round, and he was quickly subdued.
If it weren't for the fact that injuring these children would greatly reduce the price, they would be eager to shut up these children directly, which was really disobedient and annoying.
"Big brother, it's just a little kid, how can you make such a loud noise?" The man outside the carriage took advantage of the fact that there was no one around, opened the carriage door to check the situation inside, and asked in a low voice.
"This stinky boy has practiced, and he is very ruthless." The man inside had a face full of horizontal flesh, and his eyes were also very vicious, and then he asked, "What happened just now?" ”
"A girl with a child passing by on a donkey cart, I guess they don't have the guts to make trouble." The man said dismissively.
It's my mother who came back from the county with my second brother!
Hearing this news, Zhu Chongliu resisted even more, as long as he could speak out, his mother and second brother would definitely save them.
The man with a meaty face obviously lost his patience in the end, and directly hit Zhu Chongliu on the stomach with a group of ruthless hands.
Soon he was lying on the board like a shrimp with his body bent, and he couldn't say a word in pain.
"Grass his aunt and grandmother, Lao Tzu's good voice and disobedience to greet him, obviously he is a cheap seed who is born to be undersmoked, and if you dare to continue to make trouble, Lao Tzu will sell you to the building as a little man who is smoked every day." When he said this with a full face, he was very angry.
"Big brother, don't be angry with these little hairy children, anyway, you can exchange it for silver when you go back to the county, and I don't know when Boss Zhu will bring the milk baby, but the rich man said that the child will give five hundred taels if he is healthy." When he said this, the scar man looked at Zhujia Village again, as long as this business was completed, he could stop and go home to accompany his daughter-in-law and children.