Volume 1 Bullying Me, Insulting Me, I Can't Bear Chapter 80 Selling Myself to Bury My Father (3)

Chapter 80: Selling Himself to Bury His Father (3)

A small grove next to the official road.

"Here, fifty taels." A heavy piece of silver was handed over, and Mo Zi hugged his fist, "Brother Zan thank you." ”

Zanjin was not busy collecting the cashier, and helped Cen Er to help Yuan Cheng who was hiding on the big cart up, touched his hanging arms, frowned and said, "This is a dislocation." If you don't pick it up quickly, even if you pick it up later, this hand will be useless. ”

Mo Zi thought that Zan Jin was a martial arts practitioner, so he asked him, "Can Brother Zan be bone-in-cheek?" We were in a hurry to get there, and we couldn't get a doctor for a while. ”

"It's not hard." He speaks and moves quickly. One hand held Yuan Cheng's shoulder, grabbed his arm with the other, moved a few times, and suddenly sent it up, and heard a snap.

Mo Zi was stunned on the spot, she just asked, but this hand was not her own. Besides, the first corrupt official broke his body, and he forcibly connected the bones, and he didn't hurt to death?

However, all she heard was a muffled grunt.

Seeing that Zanjin raised her other arm, she kindly stopped her, "Brother Zan, wait—" to make people take a breath.

"I didn't ...... Never mind. Three words squeezed out from between his teeth, hissing sounds, shoulders up and down, knees bent tightly, "Please continue." A few drops of shiny sweat, dripping with gray sackcloth pants, mixed with the blood, dyed a few circles deeper.

"You ......" Mo Zi couldn't stand it, what kind of crime did this person suffer. But on second thought, she couldn't persuade her. Changing sides, she wouldn't want her hand to be crippled.

Zanjin waited for Mo Zi to speak, "Brother Mo, I listen to you." ”

"Long pain is better than short pain. Brother Zan take it. After Mo Zi finished speaking, she tilted her head slightly. She is a soldier and does not lack will, but the scene in front of her is a bit cruel. Yuan Cheng has no benefits all over his body, he has more air out and less air in, and he has to suffer the pain of bone reduction again.

Another muffled snort, dragging out the end note, just a moan. Halfway through his moan, he suddenly silenced and threw his head to the side.

Mo Zi jumped over and hurriedly asked Cen Er, who was holding Yuan Cheng, "Are you dead?" ”。

Cen Er panicked, raised his hand, and wanted to touch his snort. I touched it around, but I always let the messy hair separate, and I couldn't find my nose.

Still Zanjin pressed his hand on the Yuancheng vein, and said very confidently, "I'm not dead, I fainted in pain." ”

"Brother Mo, I see that if he doesn't die now, he may not live long." Cen Er said, "It is said that dead people can't get on the boat, and people can't die on the ship." Shall we take him or not? ”

"As long as he has a breath, I can't go back on my word." Don't look at the face of the beads, she has credibility as a person. It was also this credit that allowed her to stay with Qiu Sanniang as a maid. The duty is not the duty to say otherwise. It's just that others see her as stupid, but she sticks to her principles.

Zanjin suddenly looked at Mo Zi's eyes carefully, lowered his head, his mouth moved, and no one could hear him talk to himself.

When the two of them got the unconscious Yuan Cheng into the carriage, Mo Zi gave Zan the silver again and handed him an oiled paper bag.

Zanjin took it, opened it and saw that there were two big buns inside, and they were still warm, "I can't ...... this" I want to say that I can't ask for it in vain.

"Brother Zan , you said you can't ask for ten, two head office. This man was able to get out of the city thanks to you and your father. If it weren't for you, the three of us would be in trouble. This bun is regarded as compensation for us disturbing your father's tranquility. "Mo Zichai, the attraction of two buns may be greater than fifty taels of silver, for Zanjin.

Zanjin couldn't say Mo Zi, put the oil paper bag and silver into his arms, and thanked him again and again.

Mo Zi got into the carriage and heard Cen Er's oops, seeing him blinking behind her. When she turned around, it turned out that Zanjin knelt on her knees and made her a big gift.

She jumped out of the car and went to help Zanjin, "Brother Zan, what are you doing?" I will give you the money, and you don't have to make such a big gift for the transaction of silver and goods. ”

"I am willing to follow Brother Mo, and ask Brother Mo to do it." Zanjin knelt and refused to get up, no matter how Mo Zi pulled, his body was like a rock and did not move.

Belch? Mo Zi wondered what she had done, and asked people to follow willingly.

"My father said, I have good martial arts skills, and I'm quite smart......" Zanjin lowered his head and began to chatter, "It's just that I don't follow the tendons of turning, and I don't know how to be flexible." Because I have been in the mountains for a long time, I can't find anyone to talk to, so I will only think about one thing and do one thing. My father's last words were that it was best to find a good person who was smarter than me and follow him, so that you wouldn't have to go hungry. My father knew that I was illiterate, so he helped me write a sign for selling my body to bury my father, and asked my neighbors to pass a message to me, and I went to the market and exchanged myself for some silver to buy a coffin, and refused for a few more days, and finally the person who bought me must be a good person. Although you didn't buy me, you gave me the silver and added a big bun. The man is dying, and you are still good to him. And, the idea of going out of town is yours too. So, you're the one my dad said was smarter than me. I decided to sell myself to you. ”

Heh, he's decided, she's not decided.

Mo Zi shook his head, shook off the nagging around his head, and said, "Brother Zan, I said, if you help me with my errands, I will give you silver, this is two clear." Besides, I myself have the servant of my master, so how can I take you? Listen to me, the deed of sale cannot be made casually. How good it is that you are free now and able to bury your father. I see that you have all your strength and martial arts, and it is not easy to fill your stomach. Being a guard is much better than a servant whose life is in the hands of others. "How? Her words were also long-winded.

"It's okay if you have a master, anyway, I just listen to you. I didn't make a deed of sale casually, it's been three days, I'll find you one. I have all my strength and martial arts, and whoever dares to ask for your life, I will want his life. "Zanjin is really smart, and his words are to the point.

Mo Zi thought to herself, Zanjin Dad was right, he just didn't turn the tendon, and he recognized it, and it seemed that he couldn't pull it back.

"You're mistaken. I can't just feed you and shelter you. "She is a second-class girl, no house and no stove. Of course, if you get the beads that Yuan Cheng promised to give, you will send them. However, there is still a glimpse of the eight characters.

"Can't you feed me?" Zanjin didn't expect it, but he immediately said, "But you can afford to give fifty taels of silver." ”

"It's not my money, it's my master's." Mo Zi borrowed Qiu Sanniang to block.

"......" Zanjin seems to be thinking of a solution.

Mo Zi hurriedly transferred him, "Even if I can let you follow, you have to do a funeral for your father, and I have to leave here immediately." As you can see, the people in the car are badly injured and can't be delayed. ”

Zanjin completely closed his mouth this time and lowered his head.

"Brother Zan this way. I see that you have no relatives and no reason, so it is better to wait for you to finish the funeral and bury your father, and then come to us. Brother Mo and I are the heads of Wangqiu Building in Luocheng City, Da Zhou, if you want, you can be a nursing home in the building, including food and accommodation, and monthly food. Cen Er listened to it for a long time, felt that he was very sincere, and it was really pitiful to see him kneeling.

"Brother Mo, I must come to you." Zanjin knew where Mo Zi came from, and couldn't help but be overjoyed, got up and pulled the big cart away.

Mo Zi glared at Cen Er angrily, "You recruited it, and you will be responsible when the time comes." Also, when did I become the manager? When I got back, I went and asked the owner. ”

Cen Er hurriedly moved, but his expression was relaxed, "I just look at him without relatives and is pitiful, and he is stupid, which reminds me of my eldest brother." Isn't it good? There is a lack of nursing home in the building, and he has the strength to do it. When he finds him, you have already gone to Shangdu, and you can't bother. ”

At this point, Mo Zi had no choice but to follow him.

When she entered the carriage again, she saw the person who had been insisting on sitting and holding on to ** collapsed inside, and she began to wonder, is such a person really the first greed of a country? Why did he not show his insatiable face in his speech, nor did he feel the treacherous ugliness that a corrupt official should have? Is he too adaptable to the environment and forgets the past? Or is she herself with bad eyesight and sees wolves as sheep?

People are so thin in front of her. After losing everything, she felt that she could understand the feeling of being alone and wanting to return to the enemy country. It's like a big request.

That's right, Daqiu must also be her enemy. If she is forced to beg for it, she will be reluctant, and she will be helpless.

Pull the new quilt over, cover the unconscious Yuan Cheng, and Mo Zi closed his eyes and pretended to sleep. A faint smell of blood, along with the jolting of the carriage, sent into her sense of smell. What kind of face will the first corrupt official under the messy hair have? The heart depicts the portrait of Qin Yu of the Song Dynasty, sharp and mean. It also depicts the Ming Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, who is slightly blessed and fierce. These two people are treacherous in her eyes. What kind of will Yuancheng be like?

However, she had no idea of seeing the sun, for the gesture he placed in front of her, though he said that he was afraid of death, seemed to her more like a pride that was high up and could not be trampled on.

"Brother Mo, we're almost there." After a long run, Cen Er said outside the car.

"Got it." Mo Zi sat up straight and rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"Where have we been?" Yuan Cheng's hand curled up into a ball little by little, and he pulled up a small piece of blue cloth quilt cover.

"When did my husband wake up?" Mo Zi has been napping, and he is still faint when Yuan Cheng is there.

"It didn't take long." Yuan Cheng seems to have recovered some strength through the coma, and his arm is not broken, but dislocated, and now it is a great luck in misfortune.

Mo Zi looked out and could already see the reeds, "We've arrived, and we're going to get ready to get off." What about the husband's arm? ”

"It's much better, a little harder." As for the pain, Yuan Cheng didn't mention a word.

"That's good." Mo Zi knew that although a dislocation was better than a fracture, a dislocation would not be easy to recover from for a day and a night, but she respected Yuan Cheng's pride, "In this way, there is a case, even if you jump into the water, you can still have a chance of life." ”

"To borrow the words of Mogoji. Yuan doesn't want to die on the ship, adding to your bad luck. Yuan Cheng gritted his teeth to sit up, and as soon as his elbow reached the plank, he let Mo Zi hold it.

"Husband, it's better to save some effort, it's a long way to go." After Mo Zi helped him up, he stepped back.

"Brother Mo, you've got it." The stinky fish lifted the curtain probe and looked at it with a smile, "Why is there another one?" ”

Chapter 80: Selling Himself to Bury His Father (3)

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