Since He Hongwen fought there, he was full of thoughts only to make money, not for anything else, just to redeem Zhou Siyu.

But at this time, he has no other way than farming, as the saying goes, if God closes a door for you, it will open a window for you.

But God didn't seem to take special care of He Hongwen, not only closed his door, but also welded his window to death!

He Hongwen accepted his fate for a long time, and worked hard in the fields, and his mother once thought that he had enlightened, and finally breathed a sigh of relief for his son.

But where is it possible to make money other than being exploited?

After a year of hard work, under the high land tax levied by the village chief and the town, he was able to get just enough for his own rations.

When Ye Chen heard this, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion, not only the world in his previous life, but as early as the feudal era, these capitalists had long understood that they must not let the poor have any spare money in their hands.

In this way, the poor are curbed, not only financially, but also spiritually.

As the old saying goes, if you can't even solve the problem of food and clothing, you will naturally not have other thoughts.

At present, He Hongwen has fallen into such a situation, he doesn't think about lust, he only thinks about words in his head.

But in the end, it was still a bamboo basket for water, although he just listened to the description in He Hongwen's mouth, Ye Chen felt a deep sense of powerlessness and despair.

He Hongwen tightened his belt, sometimes even eating only one meal a day, and was dizzy working in the fields.

Before the second year was over, the bad news came.

Zhou Siyu was in the Qinglou, unbearable humiliation, and directly crashed to death on the stone pillar!

This news was like a bolt from the blue to He Hongwen, and he couldn't accept this reality for a while, no matter what.

He has always had correspondence with Zhou Siyu, although Zhou Siyu has been miserable during this time, but he has never given up the idea of living.

She has been waiting for He Hongwen in her heart, he asked He Hongwen, do you mind if you are so dirty now, but He Hongwen replied firmly, as long as she saves enough money to redeem her, the two of them will leave this place of right and wrong together.

Going to a place where no one knows to start a new life anew, He Hongwen constantly depicts the bright future of these two people, just like when they were childhood sweethearts.

But how could Zhou Siyu say that if you can't think about it, you can't think about it?

He Hongwen was puzzled, and once came to the Qinglou to investigate the matter.

even beat the drum in front of the town's yamen to voice grievances, but in exchange for not the county magistrate's Zhaoxue grievances, but a severe beating.

The county magistrate angrily accused him of disrupting the order of the court, claiming that Zhou Siyu had indeed committed suicide, and if he continued to make trouble, it would not be as simple as being beaten, but He Hongwen would be put in prison!

Seeing that this way didn't work, He Hongwen immediately used his brains elsewhere.

He targeted the driver who delivered goods to Qinglou every day, and after inviting the other party to drink many times, the other party finally confided in a useful message.

He doesn't know much about these things as a coachman, but the other party can introduce a person to He Hongwen, this person's name is Xu Yang, and he is the turtle in the Qinglou.

Although Xu Yang's work is not decent, he is deeply favored by the girls in the Qinglou, and he sends a letter on weekdays, goes out to buy rouge, or asks someone to bring a message or something, Xu Yang helps everyone for free, and his popularity is excellent.

After many twists and turns, He Hongwen finally got on the line with Xu Yang, and after begging each other bitterly, and telling his experience with Zhou Siyu, Xu Yang was finally moved by his sincerity and agreed to inquire about Zhou Siyu's death.

A few days later, in He Hongwen's anxious waiting, Xu Yang took the initiative to contact him, and in the tavern, Xu Yang stuffed a letter into He Hongwen's hand, and repeatedly explained that he must not reveal that he leaked this matter and turned away.

He Hongwen thanked him for his kindness, took the letter home, and opened it tremblingly when there was no one in the middle of the night.

It turned out that on that day, Zhou Siyu received a child of a family named Zeng Tianzong, whose father was a famous salt merchant in Minle County.

You must know that in ancient times, salt was controlled by the government, and private sales were never allowed, but the Zeng family's salt sales were almost well-known in Minle County, which was enough to see the great power of the Zeng family.

Zeng Tianzong humiliated Zhou Siyu in every way, but Zhou Siyu kept holding back, until in the end, he even let his entourage pounce on Zhou Siyu and commit violence against Zhou Siyu......

Zhou Siyu finally broke down emotionally at that moment, and after everyone finished the violence, he got up and crashed into the stone pillar next to him, and died on the spot.

However, the death of a person is almost commonplace for Qinglou, and no one feels sad or sad about Zhou Siyu's death.

No one complained about it, Zeng Tianzong left as if nothing had happened, and Zhou Siyu was dragged out of the city covered with a straw mat in the name of suicide and buried in a mass grave outside the town.

Xu Yang also intimately drew a rough sketch in his heart, marking the place where Zhou Siyu was buried.

When He Hongwen saw this, he was filled with grief and indignation, and he was so angry and bloody that he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted.

I don't know how long it took to wake up in the middle of the night.

The first thing he did when he woke up was not to eat or drink, but to pick up a hoe and shovel and walk towards the mass grave outside the county seat.

The mass graves at night are so terrifying that even wild dogs dare not forage for food at this time.

But He Hongwen's heart was already like ashes, an oil lamp hung next to him, and by the moonlight, he picked up the hoe and dug.

A corpse was thrown, which was already overgrown with maggots, which made people sick, He Hongwen looked carefully, and identified that it was a male corpse, and said a word of offense, settled it aside, and continued to excavate.

After another two incense sticks, another corpse appeared in his eyes, He Hongwen carefully distinguished, it was a young woman, the corpse had not yet decomposed, and it was obvious that the time of entering the ground was not long.

Pity this woman is simply wrapped in a straw mat, and she hasn't even left a piece of clothing to cover her shame, and she can't help but sigh for a while.

He Hongwen clasped his hands together and said Amitabha, the female benefactor was offended, swept up the grass, and continued to dig in another piece of land......

I don't know how many bodies were exhumed, and I don't know how long it has been.

Another corpse appeared in front of him, but this corpse was different from the previous one, although the male corpse had been dead for some time and was about to turn into white bones, but his hand was holding a piece of cloth deadly.

If it hadn't been turned into bones, it might not be easy to find.