Lichun Courtyard is a famous green building in Pengcheng, although it is located in the outer city, but even the children of the inner city and other high-level martial artists will linger in this place.

In recent years, it has ushered in a big financier - Zhang Chenye, a disciple of the overlord sect Qinglu Taoist Temple, and a Cao Yun envoy in Pengcheng.

Zhang Chenye made a bold move, even though his temperament was capricious and his methods were brutal, but the warbler girls in Lichun Courtyard still flocked to him, one after another.

This includes Zhang Yingyu!

"With this money, Yinghe will be able to enter the Huishan Boxing Martial Arts Gym, and he will not have the opportunity to open his mind." Zhang Yingyu looked at the huge amount of silver next to the pillow and was happy.

Three days ago, she thought she was going to die, but she didn't expect to survive.

Zhang Chenye is perverted, very perverted. Like a beast that has been suppressed for a long time, it has no intention of sparing them as warbler women.

Whipping, dripping wax, bondage...... All kinds of abnormal methods, even Zhang Yingyu, who was in Lichun Courtyard, felt palpitations.

If there is a next time, Zhang Yingyu has no doubt that she will die like other unlucky sisters.

Zhang Yingyu raised her head, and as soon as she reached out and pushed the silver coin to the pillow down, she couldn't help but let out a "hoarse" sound.

There were bursts of piercing pain in her lower body and back, and her eyes were covered with mist and tears.

But she gritted her teeth, and continued to push the money under the pillow and hide it.

"My father and mother are gone, I must raise Yinghe and give him a bright future."

"I can be as humble as grass, but Yinghe definitely can't!"

Thinking of her younger brother Zhang Yinghe, Zhang Yingyu was both happy and bitter in her heart.

Yinghe has a strong temperament, and he hates her scratching her head and making gestures in places like Lichun Courtyard.

But she is a weak woman, if not, how can she raise Yinghe? Not to mention a bright future for the British cooperation?

In today's world, it really eats people!

…

…

Three Mile Square.

A dilapidated corner of a dilapidated kiln.

Hong Yuan was setting up a ladder at this time, and with the help of the young Zhang Yinghe, Hong Yuan climbed the eaves and began to build new clay tiles to repair the broken corner of the cold kiln.

"Brother Ye, the clay tiles are placed." Zhang Yinghe put the tiles behind the dustpan and shouted loudly.

I saw Hong Yuan respond, slowly pulled up the rope, and forcefully lifted the dustpan containing a pile of tiles.

Zhang Yinghe below, his eyes were full of starlight, and he stared at Hong Yuan's exposed rough muscles with envy.

This is power, a real man should have a thick waist and round shoulders, and full of sufficient strength!

"Brother Ye Zi is so big and big, it's like a sandbag."

"If he is the same age as me, he will definitely be able to join the Huishan Boxing Martial Arts Gym and be accepted as a secret disciple by Old Man Zheng, and maybe he will even give him a silver coin!"

Zhang Yinghe was amazed.

The Huishan Boxing Martial Arts Gym is the most powerful force that these Sanlifang children have come into contact with.

What Qinglu Taoist Temple and Fengxi Sect are too far away for them.

Zhang Yinghe once saw with his own eyes that Old Man Zheng split the flower rock and split it into two, shocking the outer city.

"Old Man Zheng is a third-order martial artist, if Brother Ye Zi is accepted, he will soar into the sky and become a martial artist!"

Zhang Yinghe clenched his fists, his eyes were blazing, and his heart was full of excitement.

Caught in an inexplicable excitement, he even selectively forgot Hong Yuan's shout.

Looking at Zhang Yinghe, who was inexplicably convulsive below, the corners of Hong Yuan's mouth twitched slightly, and he said secretly:

"Could it be that this child is because his sister went to the dusty land to beg for a living, and was isolated by other teenagers? Don't, problem teenagers are tricky..."

Hong Yuan shouted a few more times, and Zhang Yinghe, who came back to his senses, trembled like an electric shock, and then trotted briskly, and hurriedly placed the clay tiles on the dustpan.

Faced with such a problematic teenager, Hong Yuan could only raise his voice warmly, patiently cover the tiles by himself, and repair Zhang Yinghe's house.

That's right, in addition to acting as a laborer, Hong Yuan also acted as half a mason!

Not only that, in the past month, Hong Yuan has used the name of earning money to marry his daughter-in-law, mixed in various skills in the outer city of Pengcheng, and he even served as the master of a certain family to handle red affairs with his cooking skills!

Therefore, although Hong Yuan did not know the specific whereabouts of the other Qinglu Taoist disciples clearly, he clearly grasped the traces of Zhang Chenye, a guy who was not qualitatively qualified.

Just to lure Zhang Baicun and others out of the inner city, Hong Yuan has been carefully maintaining the identity of 'Niu Yezi'.

"Whew, it's done. Zhang Yinghe is a teenager, I don't think I will pay for it just by looking at time like others, so I don't need to delay time. Hong Yuan thought to himself.

Clapping his palms, Hong Yuan walked down the wooden ladder.

At this time, it had only been less than half an hour since he went to work, and the work was very neat.

"Brother Ye, have you done it?" Zhang Yinghe brought a gourd filled with coarse tea and handed it to Hong Yuan.

Hong Yuan pulled out the gourd plug and poured astringent tea into his mouth.

Grunt~

His expression was natural and his demeanor was calm, just like the masons who had finished their work.

"Of course, I'll make a move, you can rest assured, if you have any problems, you can come to me again."

Hong Yuan moved the gourd, proud, extremely confident in his craft.

The young Zhang Yinghe was convinced, he took out the silver money from his cuff, took out the promised salary and handed it to Hong Yuan.

Looking at Hong Yuan's departing figure, Zhang Yinghe's eyes were full of longing.

One day, he will earn money with his own hands like Hong Yuan, support his sister, and support the family!

…

…

"Brother Ye."

Zhang Yingyu, a beautiful woman with a veil, bright eyes and fair complexion, greeted Hong Yuan.

Zhang Yingyu has a slender figure, wearing a plain white skirt, the skirt only reaches the middle of the thigh, revealing fair skin, full of charm.

Beside her, the old laborer Zhang Xiaohua stood silently, sheltering her safety.

"Miss Rongyu." Hong Yuan nodded back.

Glancing at the old laborer Zhang Xiaohua, Hong Yuan found the loneliness in the eyes of the old laborer.

As an elder, he is not able to shelter his nephews and nieces, which is indeed a bit sad for a responsible man.

The situation of the old laborers Zhang Xiaohua and Zhang Yingyu inevitably made Hong Yuan think of him and Xiao Yue'er...

Hong Yuan sighed lightly in his heart, didn't say anything, and left immediately.

Today's weather is already gloomy.

Not long after Hong Yuan left, a light rain began to fall in the sky.

Rainwater dripped down the eaves and smashed on the mud tiles.

In the broken tile cold kiln, Zhang Yinghe nervously looked at the corner of the house repaired by Hongyuan.

Tick...... The clay tiles made a crisp sound.

After half a ring, Zhang Yinghe breathed a long sigh of relief and patted his chest: "Brother Ye Zi is really a thick person, no wonder Uncle Hua is full of praise for him." ”

Just then, there was a knock at the door.

Zhang Yinghe, who was sitting on the stool, immediately took out the lime powder from his pocket and held it with his right hand.

He asked the visitor as he prepared to throw out the lime scatter.

"Who!?"

"Yinghe, it's me..."

Hearing the voice of her sister Zhang Yingyu, Zhang Yinghe hurriedly reloaded the lime powder onto the paper and opened the door of the house.

By the wall under the eaves, Zhang Yinghe and Zhang Yingyu were standing.

"Yinghe, my sister is rich. You can go back to the Shanquan martial arts gym to practice martial arts and have a chance to become a martial artist! Zhang Yingyu's voice is soft, as clean as a mountain stream spring water.

Looking at the silver money in her sister's hand, Zhang Yinghe was silent for a long time.

The dignity of manhood makes it difficult for him to take his sister's money and throw it into the unattainable dream of a warrior.

Just as he was about to refuse, he recalled the diligent and down-to-earth Hongyuan during this period.

Especially recalled Hong Yuan's arms as thick as thighs, as thick as a mountain, as if able to support the back of a family.

Slowly, the light in Zhang Yinghe's eyes gradually rose, and he set an ambition in his heart.

In Zhang Yingyu's nervous gaze, Zhang Yinghe nodded heavily, "Sister, I will definitely get ahead quickly and let you get out of the sea of suffering as soon as possible." ”

Hearing that his younger brother began to understand himself, Zhang Yingyu's eyes fogged again, and tears welled up.

She hugged her younger brother Zhang Yinghe firmly, tears flowed from her face, and she cried silently.

"Dad, mother, have you seen it, Yinghe has grown up, woo woo ......"

The rain curtain outside the eaves dissipated, and the rainbow slowly rose into the air, adding a bit of warmth to the dark and narrow Sanlifang.

In the cyan mixed black and gray alleys, Hong Yuan, who put on the 'Li Jianhe' vest, walked quickly and went straight to Lichun Courtyard.

Because that Zhang Chenye will go to Lichun Courtyard again at dusk to have fun.

Tianhe Sword, I can't wait!

"Buzz~"

(End of chapter)