"The knife bandits killed by the officers and soldiers should be from Baiyang County next door......

"Baiyang County has been affected this year."

The next day, after returning to his home in the countryside, in a conversation with Wei Bao, Wei Tu learned the origin of those swordsmen.

Although he saw the officers and soldiers killing the bandits last night, he did not dare to mention this matter more, nor did he dare to ask others more, lest he cause trouble.

When I got home, I dared to mention it.

Six years ago, for the sake of his family's life, Wei Bao not only sold his eldest son, but also sold part of the family's ancestral business.

Over the years, in order to support his family, he would go to the next county with his acquaintances in the township to be a wheat customer.

Baiyang County is located in the northwest of Aoki County, and most of it is dry slope land, and wheat is the first to ripen earlier than Aoki County.

Wei Bao, a Maike, knew the news of the disaster in Baiyang County earlier than anyone in Qingshan County.

"But the way of the world ...... It is estimated that it is about to be messed up, and in this disaster relief in Baiyang County, the grain in Yicang is less than seventy percent of the records in the account books. ”

Wei Bao said.

Listen to this.

Wei Tu nodded.

Although the rural people are uneducated, because they are at the bottom, they can understand the drastic changes in society better than the big families.

It's like when it's cloudy and rainy, and ants move.

After talking about yesterday's "mutation", the father and son fell silent, not knowing what topic to talk about.

Wei Bao caught a glimpse of Wei Tu's waist with a dry tobacco pole, so he got up from Mazha, walked to the window sill, picked up a small packet of dried dry tobacco leaves, and handed it over.

"Taste it, home-grown." Wei Bao said.

Less leaning.

Father and son, you take a bite, I take a bite.

The room soon filled with layers of hazy mist like a moonveil.

"Dad can't help you, this is some of the money I have saved over the years, you take it, whether it is to buy a family business outside, or to redeem the deed, it can have a little effect."

In the evening, Wei Tu was called out by Wei Leopard, and the widower did not say any more kind words, he stood in the shadow of the eaves, took out a half-old flower cloth bag from his chest, and stuffed it into Wei Tu.

After a moment of silence, Wei Tu took the flower cloth bag.

Get started.

He felt the weight of the bag.

Even if it is only copper coins, this bag of copper coins has five or six coins to say the least.

In addition to the copper coins, Weitu also touched several soybean-sized, bumpy bumps.

He knew in his heart that it was the broken silver that Wei Leopard had accumulated over the years.

However.

Next, Wei Leopard's indifferent words shattered the warmth that had just risen in Wei Tu's heart.

"You have sold your body, unless you redeem the deed, otherwise a house slave, according to the rules, will not be able to enter the ancestral hall to worship the ancestors......"

"Including your daughter-in-law......"

Wei Leopard said word by word.

Yes, the countryman does not regard it as a shame to sell himself to a large family.

But they will not let the house slaves worship their ancestors and enter the ancestral hall.

for the patriarch took the matter seriously.

Being of the same clan as a house slave will disgrace the patriarch.

"I see."

Wei Tu felt a burning sensation on his face, and he was glad that he was hiding in the darkless cottage at the moment, and no one could see the look on his face at the moment.

He clenched the money bag, moved his throat a few times, and said, "I'll leave tomorrow so that the villagers won't see it." ”

That's when he understood.

For domestic slaves, returning with their wives is not an honor, but a bad thing that brings shame to the clan.

Look at it again.

It's always uncomfortable to be stepped on the top of your head.

Wei Bao gave him money, in addition to the debt in his heart, but also to let him not claim to return to the village in the township.

Leaving Weijia Village early is better than being looked at coldly and embarrassed.

"Okay." Wei Leopard's lips twitched a few times, and he paused for a while before saying the word "good".

Morning.

The trail was soaked in morning dew and was a little slippery.

Wei Tu and Xinghua walked in small steps.

Xinghua was careless, fell down, leaned against the mountain wall, and rubbed her ankles.

"Brother Wei, am I disgusted by your father, I called him father, and he didn't say anything."

Tears oozed from the corners of Apricot Blossom's eyes.

"Also, the ancestral hall ......"

Between her words, she was worried about not being able to enter the ancestral hall of the Wei family to worship.

Wei Tu didn't answer, he touched Xinghua's head, took it in his arms, and let his tears wet his clothes.

"There will be a day."

Wei Tu swore secretly.

When he got married, he didn't have three hires and six ceremonies for Xinghua, and everything was simple.

But when he returned to his hometown to visit relatives, he made Xinghua unable to even enter the ancestral hall, and the two of them got up early and left Weijia Village......

He is about it.

It's impossible not to care.

……

Return to the Li Mansion.

Wetu continued to live a peaceful life.

Li Tong never mentioned the matter of renting land and farming, as if he had forgotten about it.

Wei Tu guessed that this was Li Zhai's plan to dry him and the apricot blossoms, and the combination of grace and power was the way of the emperor.

He continued to persuade Xinghua to wait patiently.

Half a year passed.

When it was time for spring planting, seeing that Li Tong's had not mentioned this stubble, Xinghua also gave up on letting Wei Tu be a tenant this year to save money.

[Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong (34/100): Nine exercises a day, five years to achieve. 】

It has been more than a year since I got the [Turtle Breath Nourishing Qigong].

On this day, Wei Tu practiced health skills hard, and when he practiced for the thirteenth time, he suddenly felt a light sound like the river tide hitting the shore in his body, and the pile skills on the soles of his feet seemed to have an inexplicable unique charm in the transformation.

After a few breaths, a warm current that was even more powerful than before gushed out from the body, penetrating the limbs and strengthening the body.

"Isn't it a small health job?"

Wei Tu glanced at the progress of the health maintenance skills engraved on his life.

As far as he knew.

Martial arts is divided into four basic stages: beginner, small, great, and consummating.

At this moment, the progress of his health maintenance has reached one-third, and combined with the changes in his body this time, according to the inference, he should have reached the stage of small success of health maintenance.

"Try a two-hundred-pound stone lock."

After Wei Tu waited for the warm current in his body to disappear, after recuperating his breath for a while, he set his eyes on a few stone locks in the corner of the courtyard.

The cost of the stone lock is not high, and after deciding to practice martial arts, he spent a little money to buy this set of stone locks for practicing strength from a nearby farmer's house.

Walking to the stone lock, Wei Tu put one hand on the two hundred catties of stone lock, and with a strong move, the stone lock was easily lifted to his chest until it was level with his shoulders.

"It worked!"

Wei Tu's face was beaming.

The 200-pound stone lock can be lifted by an adult with a little effort, but there is a huge gap between being able to lift it and lifting it with one arm.

can lift a two-hundred-pound stone lock with one arm, and he is already qualified to take the martial arts exam.

It's just that participation is to participate, and only the strength is up to standard, and Wei Tu is not enough to gain martial arts fame.

In addition to lifting stones, there are also several exams such as dancing knives, drawing hard bows, horse foot archery, and military strategy.

"While practicing bow shooting, save up money and find a way to get rid of slavery first......"

"Slave status, you can't participate in the martial arts assessment."

Wei Tu put down the stone lock and thought about the next step in his life.

Now.

With his own conditions, if he wants to cross the class, the fastest and best shortcut is to participate in Zheng Guo's triennial martial arts assessment.

Although the fame of martial arts is not as noble as that of Wenju, it is also a huge class leap for the people of Pingtou.