Zhangjia Lane.

Zhang Youtao sat in front of the threshold, and when she quickly pressed the eleventh fly to death in the crack of the dry mud wall, a person suddenly broke in at the corner of the alley.

"Sister, sister, it's not good!"

Seeing the person coming clearly, Zhang Youtao stood up and raised her eyebrows, "In such a hurry, what happened?" ”

Zhang Boning ran over and gasped, "Hurry up and go back and take a look, this time Daddy is really in big trouble." ”

This is not the first time, thinking back to the past year or so, although his father kicked him out of the house, but also acquiesced to his younger brother secretly sending him food, Zhang Youtao was a little hesitant in her heart.

But she didn't dare to go back, as soon as she came, she couldn't pass the level in her heart, could it be that she crossed over one by one, and she still had a golden finger, and she succumbed to the old society like this? Let her go back and admit her mistakes, that is absolutely impossible!

On the other hand, she knew that even if she went back, Butcher Zhang would not recognize her, although Butcher Zhang was hard-mouthed and soft-hearted, and would find various reasons to go back almost every once in a while, but after all, he was repented of his marriage and touched the lintel of the Zhang family, which provoked the disgust of the entire Zhangjia Lane, and he would not forgive himself.

Thinking of this, Zhang Youtao sat back down, "Let's make it clear first, what trouble did he get into." ”

Zhang Boning stopped, and gestured exaggeratedly with both hands, "This morning, we came to our family with such a tall man, who looked extremely ugly, and there was a big lump of sarcoma on his face, and he asked his father to cut off the sarcoma on his face with a pig-killing knife......"

Hearing this, Zhang Youtao put her mind at ease, waved her hand and said, "If you cut it, you will cut it off, what are you looking for me to do?" Didn't the old man always claim that his knife was like lightning, and the knife did not fall into blood? This little thing, where can you and me worry about it, just cut it. ”

"But the sarcoma on the man's face is not an ordinary sarcoma, there are still living veins connected to it, and there are more than a dozen blood vessels large and small, which looks terrifying."

Speaking of the man, Zhang Boning's brows furrowed, winding into two curves, "Dad didn't want to, but as soon as the man flattered a few words, Dad went to get the knife confidently, and the man could still have money, saying that as long as he helped him cut off the dirt on his face, he would give our family a thousand taels of gold as a reward gift, and the gold was put on the table......"

After a while, Zhang Baining has calmed down, but when he speaks, he is still frightened by the shock he saw today, from his intermittent and indescribable words, Zhang Youtao knows that his cheap father must have received other people's gold, and this is really a big trouble.

"How's that guy doing?"

"The bleeding can't be stopped, and it's fast to ...... I'm dying, Daddy asked me to come back to you. ”

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Zhang Youtao couldn't care so much, thinking of her knife-mouthed tofu heart, although she drove herself out, but the cheap father who had never given her food for a year was going to be arrested and sent to prison, Zhang Youtao immediately grabbed Zhang Baining and went straight to Zhangjia Village.

The house is scattered, but there are two brick walls, and the dusty courtyard still hangs the old couplet from a year ago, and at the door, you can just park the yellow ox cart used by the butcher to drag pigs in the day, and everything is still the same as when she left.

Zhang Youtao walked to the door, was stunned for two seconds, and then directly pushed the door open and walked in.

"You're here." Butcher Zhang rubbed the pestle in place with both hands, and at his feet, there was the pig-killing knife that cut the meat today, and the fist-sized meat ball that was cut off.

"I called you back today because I have something to tell you." He turned around and took out a big burden from the old cabinet behind the door, stuffed it directly into Zhang Youtao's hand, and said with a guilty face, "This time, I'm afraid I'm more than lucky, here is the money I have saved over the years, you take it, take your brother away." ”

After saying that, he turned his back, wiped his hand on his face, and sighed to himself.

"Since it's the money you saved, you have to collect it yourself." Zhang Youtao was so focused on the injured man that she didn't bother with him at all, so she returned the burden to him and walked directly to the bedside.

There was indeed a man in white clothes and black hair who was still bleeding from a white cloth wrapped in a white cloth on his face, and the man closed his eyes, except for the bloody half of his face, the other side was handsome.