After a while, the girl ran back again, her little face full of anxious expressions, and shouted as she ran: "Big brother, big brother, there is not much porridge!

"Da Lang, do you see?" A woman of about thirty years old was sitting on another straw mat next to her, with a slight posture, who was putting down the clothes she was sewing in her hand at this time, rubbing the girl's injured little hands, and carefully said to the lying young man.

"Ah~" Qingzhuang heard the woman's words, slowly opened his eyes, first yawned, rubbed his eyes, and then directly came to a carp on the straw mat, and then stood up, "Quack Quack~" As Qingzhuang moved his muscles and bones, the joints on his body made a clear sound, looking at this appearance, he must have practiced both hands.

"Erlang, take the guy, go get the rice with the eldest brother!" After the young man finished his muscles, he took off the somewhat rancid jacket on his body, revealing his lean body, and several scars of different lengths on it looked quite hideous.

"Alas~I've been ready~" Another twelve or thirteen-year-old hairy boy next to him replied happily, raising a big gourd scoop in his hand, indicating that he had been waiting for a long time.

"That broken scoop is used for a bird, take that!" Qing Zhuang glanced at the big scoop, scolded with a tiger face, and then pointed to a small wooden barrel on the straw mat and said, It is estimated that three scoops are not enough to hold a small wooden barrel.

After scolding the young man, Qing Zhuang looked around, and then bent down to pick up something, but it was a green brick sleeping on the straw mat, weighed it in his hand, and then swaggered towards the porridge cart in the distance.

The hairy boy didn't know what to say, and the woman knew that this kid had been afraid of his eldest brother since he was a child, and it was no wonder that even she herself was a little afraid of her nominal son.

Why?

It turned out that this Qingzhuang was not born to the woman, the woman was originally the concubine of a small landowner in the countryside, and Qingzhuang was the eldest son of the small landowner, named Wan Qingping. But after giving birth to the body of the young master, there was no life of the young master, the small landlord, that is, Wan Qingping's father, was a gambler, and lost all his family property when Wan Qingping was nine years old, and was forced to pay debts every day, so he threw himself into the river and cut off his life, leaving three children and two weak women. At this time, the family was already destitute, but anything of little value had already been taken away by the creditor to pay off the debt.

couldn't stand the poverty, so Wan Qingping's mother left her young son and ran away with a traveling businessman, and only this concubine was left in the family, which was this woman, and Erlang was also a hairy boy, who was still a girl who had just been born at the time, and then there was Wan Qingping.

Fortunately, the small landlord also had some friends back then, and this one helped together, and that one relieved, and the four of them did not lose their lives. Wan Qingping because he was enlightened from the age of six, and when he was nine years old, he also studied for three years, so he was taken to his home by a friend of the small landlord in this year to become a scholar for his child.

Wan Qingping stayed in that kind-hearted family for six years, and continued to learn some books as a scholar, but his qualifications were limited, and he didn't pay much attention to reading, but he couldn't do articles, but he could be regarded as having studied books for seven or eight years, and he could be regarded as a rough writer.

Wan Qingping's favorite thing in his father's friend's house is not those bullshit articles, his favorite is to practice martial arts with the family's nursing home, and after a few years, it can be regarded as a rough martial arts, and the fifteen-year-old can not fall behind the two young men.

When he was fifteen years old, because he listened to the nursing home talk about some things on the rivers and lakes on weekdays, he heard Wan Qingping's blood boiling, it was the time when he had a dream, Wan Qingping was impatient to be a domestic servant for a lifetime, although he didn't have to worry about eating and drinking alone, but he had read books, and he thought that he couldn't make much progress if he went on like this, so he left the family and relied on one or two big men to get close to the shallow martial arts to the only Qinglou in the nearby town to be a thug.

There are four thugs in Qinglou, and the leader of the thugs is much stronger than the nursing home, seeing that Wan Qingping is clever and literate and hyphenated, so he accepted Wan Qingping as an apprentice, Wan Qingping is not interested in reading, but he is very interested in martial arts.

The family was corrupted, and he was a slave and a servant since he was a child, which made him very unwilling to be a young master before, although he was not treated harshly in that family. During the three years in Qinglou, he came into contact with all kinds of people of three religions and nine streams, and clearly realized that in this cannibalistic society, he could not live without martial arts and hard heart, so he practiced the martial arts taught by his master more and more diligently.

Although his master's martial arts are only at a third-rate level in the rivers and lakes, they are also in the stream after all. Don't underestimate the third-rate martial arts, it seems to be inconspicuous, your own master is not an opponent of ordinary ** strong men, although the current Wan Qingping is not at that point, but he can withstand four or five strong men.

Qinglou is naturally not a good place, there are people in the three religions and nine streams, Wan Qingping has learned a lot of kung fu, but he has also learned a lot of bad things, if the swear words are let go, then it can be said that the first half of the day is not the same, during the period with some green skins in the town called brothers, joined forces, slid the door to pick the lock, bullying the market, in the local reputation of the street.

Most of the ill-gotten gains from stealing chickens and dogs and extortion are used to practice martial arts, after all, being poor and rich in martial arts is not a rhetoric, without the assistance of some medicinal materials, practicing martial arts hurts the body very much, but fortunately, his master also subsidized a part.

A small part of the money is used to support the family, barely surviving.

Over the years, this family has relied on Wan Qingping's support, and the dogs killed outside, the dog meat was brought home and put into the stomach, and the money obtained by sliding the door and picking the lock to defraud the merchants was exchanged for rice grain, and they did not die of hunger. No matter how hateful Wan Qingping is in the eyes of outsiders, the woman knows that Wan Qingping is the pillar of the family, the elder brother of two minor children, and the eldest brother is like a father.

When Wan Qingping brought dog meat home for the first time, the woman also persuaded her, but Wan Qingping blocked the woman's mouth with only one sentence: In this world, we lowly people are not comfortable to live and have a hard heart, so we can not starve to death, otherwise how can our family eat dog meat?

A few days ago, it rained heavily, and in more than three days, the Chishui River burst its embankments, flooding many fields, and destroying more than 30 towns in several surrounding cities, including the town of Wan Qingping's family. Thousands of victims are scattered everywhere, and Wan Qingping has no choice but to take Erniang and Erniang's two children out to beg for a living, they belong to the jurisdiction of Chishui City, so they naturally went here.

The hairy boy followed behind his eldest brother and came to the tail of the four long lines, but Wan Qingping's footsteps did not stop, he went straight to the side of the porridge car, glanced at the big bucket of porridge, and said to himself: "Yan Yan, this girl, dare to deceive me, the porridge is only half released, it is not delicious, the further it goes down, the thicker it is, the more hungry it is!"

Saying that, he pushed a few steps back, looked around, and when he saw the graceful figure not far away, Wan Qingping's eyes lit up: "Good figure, compared to the Oiran of Shangqinglou, the legs are close together seamlessly, and he is still a chick!"

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