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Tables and chairs were set up in front of the house, and the steamed buns with white flowers were placed as high as a hill, and the flannel cloth that was easy to keep warm was slightly lifted, and the fragrance emitted overflowed, and even the distance could be smelled.

A long queue formed in front of the Li Mansion and stretched into another street. Most of the people who want to eat a few big white steamed buns are withered, and poor families and beggars obviously account for the majority.

Hua Wuyan lined up in the line, his face was dull, and his heart was full of faint pain.

I remember that last year, Uncle Yunfei's family was also in this scene, and he personally distributed food to the poor, but it was only more than half a year, but it became very different. He has transformed from a charitable character to another character who is skilled in begging.

It's not that he covets the wealth of the day, but thinks of Uncle Yunfei and Hua Shizhong, and Zhou Miaozhen's sister-in-law who is still good to him, and he is a little sad.

Nine times out of ten, Uncle Yunfei was poisoned by Yichen, Brother Shizhong and Sister-in-law Miaozhen were fortunately not in the mansion that day, and it is estimated that they can save their lives, and those people in Washington who smile every time they see themselves, I am afraid they will not be able to escape......

Just as Hua Wuyan fell into a memory, he was hit the shoulder!

An emaciated middle-aged man dressed in patches hurried past him and squeezed into his front position.

Stopper?

In the past, Hua Wuyan must have gone up to say a few words of rapidity, and at the worst of all, he had to scold a few swear words in his stomach, but now he didn't have that thought, patted his not very clean robe, and his heart was not shocked.

The subordinates of the Li Mansion who distributed steamed buns were quick with their hands and feet, and after a while, it was almost their turn to worry about flowers.

"Da Niu, did you get it once just now?" The person in charge of distributing steamed buns in the Li Mansion was a big man with a face full of meat, his eyes were like poisonous snakes, staring at the emaciated man who had just hit the flower.

"Duozi, we are all villagers, you can do it, give me a few more steamed buns......" The emaciated man Da Niu clenched his fists and pleaded bitterly.

"Folks, you are still related to Fan Shangshu in the court, why don't you ask his old man to give you a few steamed buns? Our old man Li has instructed that no one will take many steamed buns for one person, and if I break the rules, I will be whipped." The stacks foamed at the mouth and shouted.

Although the battlements account for some truth, this is not very popular.

"Duanzi, you also know, my old lady has been paralyzed in bed for decades, my mother-in-law has just broken her legs and can't move, this family has spent all the money in order to treat her, and the family of three has been hungry for several days, just waiting for Master Li to send rations today, you can do it, get me a few more." The bull pleaded with tears in his eyes.

"If you say no, it's not okay, so many people are watching, you take a few more, others also want to take a few more, the steamed buns are taken by the people in front of you, what about the people in the back! In front of the battlement, there was still a righteous and awe-inspiring face, but later it turned into a gloating expression.

Remembering Master Li's ruthless method of whipping others at every turn, Da Niu struck a clever beating. That Master Li was not a good person before, relying on his family's wealth, he was also used to being unscrupulous in the city, and bullying men and women was also a common thing, and even a few lives were involved. But the Li Mansion has money, and some of it is silver for nothing, and every time someone dies, he uses the money to go up and down, but in the end, it is all over, and the poor people in the city are very afraid, for fear that if they provoke Master Li, their lives will be lost.

The wicked have their own wicked grinding, this sentence is true.

Master Li married more than a dozen wives and concubines, but he couldn't even give birth to a child, and in his anger, Master Li also killed two concubines, his face was crooked, and he spent a lot of money and didn't let the doctor take a good look, which made the people in the city cry out that God opened their eyes. Over time, Master Li couldn't bear it anymore and went to ask the Taoist chief in the nearby Taoist temple to understand.

The Taoist chief accepted a few hundred taels of silver, and also gave a truthful word, saying that he had committed too many sins and committed immortal anger, and Yuan Shi Tianzun asked Zhusheng Niangniang not to leave any incense for his family, unless he did more good deeds, so that he could have a son and a half daughter under his knees.

Master Li was not at ease, so he went to the temple where the incense was withering and found a so-called monk to inquire, and determined that he had done too much evil in the first half of his life, so he began to give alms to the people on the fifteenth day of every month.

Da Niu fell to his knees, kowtowed a few times in a row, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother, you have pity on poor brother, our family will be hungry for a few more meals, it will really kill someone!"

The buttress touched the thick stubble on his chin, and said angrily: "It's not impossible." ”

Da Niu hurriedly said: "Brother, as long as you say the conditions, my brother will promise you, as long as I get through this difficulty, I can be a cow and a horse for you!"

Duozi leaned out and whispered to Da Niu with a weird smile: "If you let my sister-in-law sleep with me for a few days, then I will give you ten steamed buns, what's the matter?"

Da Niu stood up abruptly and roared: "Little stack, you are still not human! Back then, there were five members of your family, and there was only one breath left for hunger, if it weren't for our family to send food and clothes, you would have reported to the king of Hades a long time ago! Now that you are so capable, you are even worried about your sister-in-law? Do you still have a little human taste!"

When the tall buttress heard the big bull mention the old things, he knocked him to the ground with a punch, and stepped on a few feet one after another, scolding while beating: "Didn't you just give my family a few noodle nests and old rags that can't be used anymore?

Da Niu's body was extremely weak, and he couldn't eat dry food for a few days, so he was beaten down, so he had more breath and less intake, and his shriveled body couldn't help twitching, and he was only a few steps away from returning to the west.

Everyone watched such a scene, and they all chose to be silent, which meant that they had nothing to do with themselves. The villagers also know this big cow, and they know that he is a guy who eats and waits for death, and even if he is saved, it is not good. But if you offend the powerful haystack, wouldn't it be even more difficult to live?

The lesser of two powers.

The expressions of the crowd were even more indifferent.

As the fists and kicks of the haystack became more and more violent, the big bull was already dying.

At this critical juncture, the crowd suddenly shot out a pebble!

Impartial.

Right in the middle of the murderer's wrist.