Chapter 21: Gambling Debts Come to the Door
Shen Yanjun bought six pieces of cotton cloth, and Grandma Shen shouted that her grandson was sensible, and her wrinkled face smiled like a chrysanthemum.
"Xiaobao, has it been the matter of entering Taoyuan Academy?"
Shen's mother also chased after the child, her face full of nervousness.
Shen Yanjun hooked his lips and smiled, nodding without doubt: "It's done, the child has also worshiped the dean as a teacher, and the silver for binding and eating is free." β
"Great!"
Grandma Shen slapped her thighs with joy, and kept muttering thank God, planning to get rid of the old hen that laid eggs at home tonight to cheer up her grandson.
"Xiaobao, the pink fabric is for me?"
Shen Yuanhuan happily hugged the tender pink cloth, looking at Shen Yanjun's eyes full of admiration, Xiaobao is so powerful now, he can fight wild boars to earn silver, and he has also entered Taoyuan Academy!
Shen Yanjun nodded and turned her face to look at her mother, "Mother, the purple fabric is for you, and the child wants dark green." β
In my memory, the original owner's clothes were all made by Shen's mother.
The mother's embroidery is very good, and the embroidery is fine.
Mother Shen's eyes were gentle: "Okay, Ming'er will make two new clothes for Bao'er, and she will have a long face in the academy." β
"Is Shen Erlang here?!"
Bang Dangβ
The courtyard door was kicked open from the outside, making a loud noise.
A group of big men were menacing, holding solid wooden sticks, and the evil spirit was overwhelming.
The Shen family in the hall looked at each other, and Shen Erlang hadn't seen anyone since he went out in the morning.
"Who are you? My son isn't at home, he..."
As soon as Grandma Shen went out, she was so frightened that she saw several fierce men.
"Where is he?!" The man at the head pointed a wooden stick at the old lady and questioned angrily.
Shen Yanjun was wearing an ink bamboo gown, and the delicate embroidery on the sleeves was from Shen's mother's skillful hands, and at this moment her pale red lips were tightly pursed, blocking in front of her grandmother, looking directly at the comer.
"You have violated the laws of Tianqi by coming to the door with sticks and trespassing into people's houses, please explain your intentions."
Several men were stunned by Shen Yanjun's words, and after reacting, they said angrily:
"The yellow-haired boy should stay away! We are from the gambling house, Shen Erlang owes three hundred taels of gambling debts, you are his family, right? Hurry up and hand over three hundred taels! β
Hearing that her father owed gambling debts, Shen Yanjun's eyebrows jumped fiercely, and his eyes sank.
Grandma Shen only felt that her eyes were dark, and she sat on the ground and cried bitterly:
"Three hundred taels?! My family is so poor that it jingles, where did I get three hundred taelsβ"
Hearing this, the man at the head darkened his face and looked gloomy:
"If you don't have three hundred taels, then you will smash your house!"
He raised his hand, ready to give the order.
The man in the back suddenly laughed lewdly: "Boss, this family looks good, look at this white-skinned boy, and that girl...... Hehe, it's okay to sell it to Wanzhulou and Wanhualou! β
Shen Yanjun, who was named, had a pair of Danfeng eyes full of indifference and coldness, and his pupils were stained blood-red, like a terrifying blood moon.
Just by looking at it, others feel like they are frozen.
The leader smiled with satisfaction and waved his hand:
"Come on, grab the two little ones for me."
"Don't! Please, don't catch Xiaobao and Yuan'er! "Grandma Shen got up and wanted to fight with them.
Ahh
Ahh
The figure of the young man shuttled between several biao-shaped men, his hands rising and falling, and the screams pierced the long air.
"Xiaobao...... Don't hit our little treasure! β
The Shen family was very anxious and rushed to help.
After a while, all the people lying on the ground were rough and reckless, and Shen Yanjun stood as straight as pine and bamboo, and his clothes were flying, as if he was not contaminated with a trace of fireworks in the world.