Sending Liu Wu away, Wen Yu was just about to return, but found that the official shop was noisy and noisy.

"What are you yelling about, what are you yelling about?"

Zhen Hao walked out, and when he saw the guy who was dragged to the ground, his cheeks were cut, and he was very embarrassed, he suddenly became angry: "Dare to collude with outsiders and enrich yourself, for the sake of the past, it is already grace to send you to the government office, why are you still entangled here." ”

The man's face was covered with blood, he hugged Zhen Hao's thighs with both hands, and pleaded: "Shopkeeper Zhen, I'm a ghost, give me another chance." I am old and young, if I lose this errand, how can I live! ”

Zhen Hao kicked him away: "What a Chenghu, do you know remorse at this time?" The gambling house has taken the initiative to dissuade you from seeing the identity of your official shop. It's good for you, wearing this layer of skin fox and fake tiger power, and threatening people.

If we don't deal with you, let the trade make the adults think of us, and let the people of Lingzhou think of the official shop.

If you get entangled any more, I will hand you over to the government. ”

After saying this, Zhen Hao turned around and left, his face was unbearable but not soft-hearted. This person is an old man from the former caravan, and he works very diligently under him, but he is a little greedy for money, and he can't think of serving as an official shop to buy, and he dares to fill his own pockets.

The number of losses is limited, and this time he acquired Lingzhi, and wanted to take the opportunity to blackmail the gambling house, so he was caught.

Zhen Hao has already reported to his boss, that is, Li Li, but the senior management of Bitter Tea is currently focusing on Xiangrui's promotion. Li Li is the only inheritor of Wang Bian's incense fire Shinto, so naturally his main energy is also here, paying attention to the progress of the Lingzhi worship day and night, and he has no time to take care of these small things, so he lets Zhen Hao handle them by himself.

Looking at the past situation, Zhen Hao was ready to get rid of his official body, and if he didn't dig deeper, how could he dare to entangle this product.

But at this moment, the crazy Chenghu rushed away from the people around him, picked up a long knife on the platform, and put it against his neck: "If I lose my errand and income, I have no shame to face my family, it is better to die!" ”

This scene shocked the colleagues around him, after all, they were all friends from the past, although they committed crimes, but if they were according to the previous practice, they didn't even count trivial things, but they were part of the income. In addition, this person has been following the caravan for several years, so is the shopkeeper Zhen a little harsh?

Zhen Hao was about to leave, but he stopped and turned around, his face was as cold as ice.

He approached Chenghu step by step, not caring about the other party's threat at all.

"Don't come, you ......"

Before he finished speaking, he saw that the charm in Zhen Hao's hand lit up red, and the fire spread out, folding the arm of the tiger holding the knife, and even ignited a little flame.

Zhen Hao took an arrow step, stepped forward and kicked him out of the shop and flew out of the hospital. The scarcity rolled a few times on the damp dirt and gradually faded out.

Grabbing Chenghu by the hair and dragging him outside, he pointed to the busy bazaar in the distance: "What time do you think it is?" Everyone is trying their best to survive in order to make ends meet.

Look at those homeless people with yellow faces and thin muscles and withered eyes, they all fled from the outer mountains, and they died on the way.

Bad omens are disasters, disputes in the mountains, and plagues are raging.

Kuchaling's stable state, blinding your eyes, is it not even your brain? ”

Chenghu reluctantly raised his head and looked at the refugees standing outside the bazaar, his hungry chest against his back, but still in a strong posture, eager for the shopkeeper's recruitment to be a refugee.

Although bitter tea is currently supported by green seeds, it is not a large producer after all, and it still strictly controls the supply of grain. Originally, the people of Lingling naturally did not have this worry, but these people who fled from Wailing were not so lucky.

If you don't have land, money, or livelihood, you can only starve.

The government's funding can't help them completely, after all, there are not many jobs used, and there is no place to arrange them for the time being.

Zhen Hao is considered to be a well-informed person, and when he heard that something big seemed to have happened in the rest of the mountains, so many people would leave their hometowns and take refuge here if they were willing to take risks.

Zhen Hao lifted Chenghu's head again, and opened his eyes with his other hand to let him take a closer look.

"What are they for? Isn't it just to survive?

Do you think it's easy to live? Get out of the bitter tea and walk along the post road, I guarantee you won't live a day.

Relying on my protection, I don't know what to do, and if I don't kill you, it's already nostalgic.

, don't dirty my turf to death! ”

kicked it hard again, and directly kicked Chenghu away, but these days are wet, and it doesn't hurt to roll a few times on the grass.

Zhen Hao led his subordinates back to the shop, Chenghu trembled, first looked at the long knife that fell on the side of the road, then looked at the homeless people gathered in the market in the distance, and finally staggered away along the path.

Wen Yu, who had always been watching from the sidelines, also returned along the trail.

The two went the same way, and lived in a simple house, and Wen Yu knew Chenghu. Although the two have different backgrounds, the residence is very close, which is considered a neighborhood, and it is quiet in the remote place of Kucha.

Chenghu lied before, he did have a young son who was more than ten years old. As for the elderly, there is no such thing. After all, the disaster is so sudden, even if there are other relatives, I am afraid there is no way to take it back.

The courtyard wall is not high, Wen Yu watched Chenghu hug his little son's head, crying bitterly, and finally settled the child to save some food, and left the hut alone.

He stood outside the wooden door, sorrow in the middle, his hands on his cheeks, and whimpered uncontrollably. Tears oozed from his jaw and his voice choked.

The position of the official shop is not low, and the salary is not bad, the focus is on its backer trade envoys, the status is very high, and there are many businessmen who are willing to make friends.

Weekday exchanges and trade, it doesn't matter if you eat and drink, Chenghu made a big taboo this time and made a move on the acquisition of Lingzhi. Zhen Hao is right, for the sake of many years of friendship, it is already a blessing not to kill him.

But without this errand, even if Chenghu has some savings, he can't last long. What's more, the world is in turmoil now, who knows what tomorrow will be like, and you have to plan for a rainy day.

A middle-aged man, standing alone in front of the door in broad daylight, painful, must have regretted the previous ghost obsession.

After a long time, Chenghu wiped his face, wiped away the tears, and happened to see Wen Yu on the side of the road.

He smiled reluctantly, nodded humbly, and headed towards the bustling and noisy bazaar.

Wen Yu's face was expressionless, and he watched Chenghu's figure disappear at the end of the road.

He knew what the other party was thinking, and he used to be self-righteous and fantasized about being rich and rich, so he had to join the ranks of the outcasts.

Now that the news has not spread, Chenghu may be able to rely on his years of experience to find a good job, but when the official shop announces it, after a little inquiry, who dares to take in a criminal person, do you want to mix it in the bitter tea.

But for Chenghu's choice, Wen Yu felt warm in his heart.

Dare to die, dare to abandon his son, it's nothing.

Dare to live, be able to get lost, tear off that vanity for your relatives, and seek a way to live in a down-to-earth manner, it is not bad, there is medicine to save it.

Wen Yu took out the hot buns he bought on the side of the road and handed them in from the side of the wall.

When the child saw that it was given by the uncle next door, he did not doubt him, so he happily accepted it and thanked him.

In this troubled world, everyone is in danger, and trust is the rarest thing. To be able to find a job in this last paradise and support your family is the greatest happiness.

Wen Yu finally pushed open the door of his house, and there was a virtuous woman in the inner room, looking at him with a smile.

There was a huge willow tree next to the inner room, which was gloomy and sad, and the whole house looked a little dark.

The woman's face was frighteningly white, with a thick blush, her eyes and lips were as red as blood, and her gloomy face showed a strange smile.

Wen Yu didn't notice it at all, but showed a gentle smile.

"The Chenghu of the house next door is a little confused, and he actually committed a big incident, but fortunately he has reformed himself."

When he got closer again, he could see a set of spirit tablets on the wooden table in the room, which read: "Deceased wife Ruhui", and there was an incense burner for worship, and the smoke was filled.

Wen Yu entered the house and wrapped his wife's hand around him and walked into the darkness.

There are only a few gossipy complaints left.

"In this troubled world, I don't know when it's a head."

"Don't worry, with me, I will definitely protect you."

"This is a bun bought at the market, eat it while it's hot......"