Brother Zhao was also a little confused, Fang Zichen twisted his eyebrows, looking at the smashed ground on his chest and now stained with some mud, he seemed to be thinking about something, and he was not very happy.

Brother Zhao was worried, his heart was raised, he was about to open his mouth to explain that he was sorry, but who knew that Fang Zichen did not play cards according to the routine.

"If I was standing in front of you just now, would you just slap me with a backhand?"

Brother Zhao secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "····· That's not stone. ”

Stones are going to kill people.

"You still say," Fang Zichen slapped the mud dust away: "Didn't you say here that the prince is too big, how dare you smash me!" It's just lawless. ”

Brother Zhao smashed him once and seemed to have the guts, seeing that Fang Zichen didn't seem to be angry, he pointed to the culprit under his feet who was still strong after he hit the ground, and quibbled: "It smashed you, not me."

"Yo, yo, yo!" Fang Zichen didn't expect Brother Zhao, who was well-behaved and obedient and timid before, to suddenly play like this, he was like a hooligan who saw a beauty, he walked around Brother Zhao, and glanced people up and down and back and forth, Brother Zhao was stared at nervously, and the knuckles holding the hoe were so hard that his fingertips turned white.

Fang Zichen only spoke when he was about to lose it: "You are so good at Lai, just call Brother Lai, what else is Brother Zhao."

"Who told you to talk nonsense?" Brother Zhao whispered.

Fang Zichen was closer, but he heard it: "Where did I talk nonsense?"

"You say, you say..." Brother Zhao couldn't speak.

He was embarrassed to learn.

What is a little bird and a second child, it's not nonsense! And he also turned around and said that he was perverted.

Now I don't admit it again.

"Look, you can't say it yourself," Fang Zichen said, "You dare to hit ····· with a stone next time"

"Not a stone."

"I don't care what it is, anyway, if you dare to smash me next time, I'm going to hit someone." Fang Zichen scared him and tried his best to save face: "I beat them that day, and you were also there!" I hit someone, tsk, that's quite amazing," he pinched Brother Zhao'er's emaciated arm that seemed to be broken as long as he pinched it lightly and said: "Just like you, I can pour ten with one punch, not an exaggeration, not a bragging."

Brother Zhao seems to have really eaten the bear's heart and leopard gall: "But that day you told the village chief that you don't beat women, and you don't beat your brother."

That's why you're so arrogant?

Fang Zichen choked up, and he said informally: "Oh, so you women are simple, men's mouths, deceitful ghosts, whoever believes in them will be stupid and smoke."

Brother Zhao seemed to have a stubborn trust in him and didn't believe his words, but he still asked, "Then will you really beat me?"

Fang Zichen didn't bother to tell him, so he slapped his ass directly, and there was a loud 'snap', and he said, "What are you doing in a daze?" Assi, if you don't work again, let's see if Lao Tzu will beat you to death. ”

"If I don't give it to you once, you're going to be reversed."

Brother Zhao: "·····"

Brother Zhao'er's face suddenly turned red, the top of his head seemed to be smoking, and his whole body was burning badly, he turned around and walked quickly away from Fang Zichen and went to the other side.

Fang Zichen only thought that he was afraid, and he was secretly happy in his heart.

Brother Zhao was so nervous when he saw him with him yesterday, it's only been a day! I dare to throw a stone at him, and I will not stab a knife directly in the future!

He Sanshao is not a soft persimmon.

The last time he saved Brother Zhao, he was inexplicably beaten, and he wanted to beat him back on the spot, but when he saw that it was a woman, he didn't do it, although he really didn't move the old, weak, sick and disabled, and didn't beat the woman brother, but the two sentences of intimidation can still be done.

He is from the modern era, although he has no vision for the future, but he will not restrain Brother Zhao, let him go around himself and report everything, he is born free, he is not a family or he will be imprisoned in that three-inch place, as a partner, one party is strong and the other is soft and gentle, if both parties are strong, it is not a small quarrel a day, a big quarrel for two days, and two heads to the hospital in three days!

Now that Brother Zhao has the signs of sprinkling wild and shrewd on his head, he can't get used to it, and he has to be snuffed out in time, otherwise he won't be able to fight in the future, so how can he live?

Fang Zichen finished picking up the sweet potatoes he had dug earlier and went to Brother Zhao'er's side.

The good boy has been tricked by him into sleeping under the tree.

Fang Zichen stood behind Brother Zhao, looking at his sun-red and sweaty neck, and couldn't help but pause.

Brother Zhao is really a very thin and very small one, the clothes that didn't fit well were empty on his body, but now they stuck to his slightly convex back after sweating, and he leaned forward and bowed slightly, and the butterfly bones became more and more obvious with the movement.

On the day the Ma family came to the door, the village chief told him about Brother Zhao's situation.

was sold into the Ma family at the age of seven, originally to be a child husband for Ma Dazhuang's second son, Ma Dazhuang's second son is called Ma Tao, he was born a fool, he originally wanted to let Brother Zhao marry him when he was old and take care of him, but Ma Tao drowned when he was ten years old.

At that time, the conditions of the Ma family's family were still okay, but they didn't want to raise such an idler as Brother Zhao, and they wanted to sell him again, but Ma Wen said that he liked Brother Zhao, and he didn't agree with Ma Dazhuang to sell Brother Zhao.

Ma Wen is Ma Dazhuang's eldest son, from the two brothers and the village children Gouzi, Niu Dan, Big Tiger, Erwa and other very different names, it is known that Ma Dazhuang loves his two sons very much, Ma Wen stopped, Ma Dazhuang had to give up.

However, since ancient times, the rich do not marry brothers, the Ma family is not a rich family, but a scholar, and they say to the outside world that Brother Zhao is small and is Ma Wen's concubine.

The concubine of a poor family is no different from a slave, the Ma family has a bad nature, and they treat Brother Zhao as a beast, either scolding or beating. The people in the village saw it, and even if they opened their eyes with a clear conscience, they didn't dare to say that the Ma family was good to Brother Zhao.

The village chief couldn't help but sigh when he said at the time, he said that Brother Zhao could bear it, if he had changed to someone else, he was afraid that he would have jumped into the river a long time ago.

Truly.

Anyone who has been abused for twelve years, I am afraid that his personality has long been distorted, and he has endured endless whipping and scolding day after day, and no one wants to live.

The village chief sighed, Fang Zichen grew up in a honey pot, he couldn't imagine that kind of life, people who have been abused for a long time They are usually inferior and introverted, afraid of people and crazy, timid and cowardly, and some will even be numb and stupid, but he thinks that Brother Zhao is tough, like a vine growing in a dark well, it is not afraid of the dark, as long as there is a little light, it can climb towards the sun.

Brother Zhao'er still has a good temperament, otherwise he is really afraid that one day because of a word or an event, he will give him a knife in the middle of the night.

His eyes did not move, Brother Zhao felt it no matter how sluggish he was, he was inexplicably a little flustered, the hoe in his hand was not as neat as before, and after almost hitting his toes for the sixth time, he turned around and couldn't help asking: "You, what do you see me doing?"

"Look at how beautiful you look." Fang Zichen said subconsciously.

The corners of Brother Zhao's mouth pursed, and he just wanted to say that my face was not long on his back, but Fang Zichen reacted, and his mouth began to run again: "Which eye of yours saw me looking at you?"

The train rushed off the tracks: "Ass/Eye?"

Brother Zhao: "·····"

Is this really a young master raised by a rich and noble family?

What a mouthful of nonsense.

I'm afraid that the men in the village can't compare.

·····

Brother Zhao felt that his ears were pricked hard. Fang Zichen laughed when he saw him suddenly quiet.

Low, dull and nice, with some pleasure.

Brother Zhao is innocent, isn't it just a little colored and a little obscene, look, this shocked him.

Tsk·····

Around the time of Shen, Aunt He finally came with a basket on her back.

In the distance he saw two men standing in her field.

The one who was digging the ground was Brother Zhao, who she was familiar with, and the other was wandering around the ground as if playing, that was Fang Zichen from overseas.

The matter of Fang Zichen and Brother Zhao, the village has been boiling and hot in the past two days, the village chief He Zhi and Aunt He Ying are still brothers and sisters, and they saved their father's benefactor, and He Ying knows him.

Even if these are put aside, Fang Zichen in the village has an alternative with short hair, which is too recognizable.

Aunt He smiled and said, "Boy Fang, you're here too!" Oops, you're going to be so distressed. ”

She didn't come to talk to Fang Zichen in a hurry, and after a glance at him from a distance, she hurriedly ran to call her father a doctor, she didn't really see it at the time, she just thought that this baby was really tall, and now when she looks at it closely, it is really eye-catching.

Fang Zichen's exposed neck and cheeks are fair and translucent, the mountain roots are straight, the tip of his nose is sweating, and his eyebrows and eyes are heroic, which is undoubtedly not a good skin appearance of the upper class.

Obediently, it is rare to find such a good-looking person in ten miles and eight villages.

That skin, her family He Xiaoyu can't reach it every day when she lies in the house.

Fang Zichen threw sweet potatoes to play and shouted, "Aunt He."

"Hey~" Aunt He smiled, and when she turned her head to see the small basket left in the field with half a basket of rotten sweet potatoes, the smile suddenly froze on her face.

“··· Brother Zhao," she subconsciously wanted to scold, but she felt a line of sight slip over her body, gloomy and fierce, like a lion lying in ambush in the grass, staring at the neck of the prey... It was the death gaze. She slowly raised her head and saw Fang Zichen looking at her for a moment.

“…… Fang, Fang boy? ”

Fang Zichen didn't speak.

The atmosphere was a little solemn, Brother Zhao dropped his hoe and came behind Fang Zichen, quietly pulling the corner of his clothes.

"I accidentally dug it up," Fang Zichen pointed to the small basket, his face changed again, and he smiled: "I haven't done it at home before, I'm not skilled, I'm really sorry."

Aunt He's scalp was still numb, looking at Fang Zichen's warm smile, she only felt that it seemed to be an illusion just now: "No, it's okay, just a few sweet potatoes, it's not in the way."

After a while, Aunt He's man and son came, they brought the back basket, and after a brief greeting to Fang Zichen, they picked up the sweet potatoes he had picked up earlier into the back basket and carried them back one by one.

After the people left, Brother Zhao whispered: "Uncle He and Brother He seem to be a little afraid of you."

Aunt He was digging at the other end, her man was also surnamed He, Fang Zichen shrugged: "Aren't you afraid of me too?"

"I, I didn't."

Fang Zichen never forgot the loss of face, and he 'brought up the old things' and said: "Oh! Yes, you really didn't, you dared to hit me with a stone. ”

Brother Zhao: "·····"

It's not a stone!

"Father, Daddy," the good boy rubbed his eyes and walked over, his hair was messy, the whole person didn't seem to have woken up yet, walking as if he had drunk two catties of two pots, he saw Aunt He on the ground, and shouted Grandma He.

Brother Zhao squatted down and asked, "Still sleepy?"

The good boy didn't have the habit of taking a nap before, Brother Zhao was almost busy at other times in Ma's house, except for the dark at night, and he was almost busy at other times.

At the beginning, he didn't take the good boy wherever he went, before the age of one he couldn't leave people, he carried it every day, and then when he was older, he locked him in the firewood room, once he was working in the field, someone ran to call him: "Brother Zhao, you are still working!" Go back quickly. ”

"What's wrong?

"Your son was put in the water tank by Ma Dazhuang."

Brother Zhao'er's head exploded with a bang, and he ran home with his legs, and the yard was full of people, and the obedient boy was lying on the ground wet with a white face.

Brother Zhao'er's legs were weak on the spot.

Fear, panic, fear... All the bad emotions came to me at this moment.

At that time, Brother Zhao didn't want to experience it again in his life.

Ma Dazhuang will shoot at the good boy, in fact, the reason is very simple.

That day, Brother Zhao forgot to plug in the door bolt, the good boy was thirsty, so he wanted to go into the kitchen to get water to drink, he was a little unstable, fell in the yard, and cried twice when he couldn't stand the headache, the weather was hot, and people were easily irritable, Ma Dazhuang thought he was noisy, and knew that he wanted to drink water, so he grabbed him by the collar and carried him to the kitchen, and pressed him into the water tank: "Let you drink, I'll let you drink."

The movement was too big, except for the Ma family, the neighbors next door heard it, and there was an uncle who really couldn't look past it, so he sent someone to call Brother Zhao, and pushed Ma Dazhuang away to take the good boy out of the water tank.

Brother Zhao knows that the Ma family is poisonous, and the good boy is not the breed of the Ma family, Ma Dazhuang can attack the good boy this time, and he will definitely be able to do it next time, and the good boy can't be so lucky every time.

After this happened, Brother Zhao would take the good boy with him wherever he went.

The good boy is sensible, no matter how hot it is at noon, he will be busy with him, and there is rarely time to rest.

This is still his first nap.

"Dizzy." The boy said, "I have seen two fathers."

Brother Zhao touched his forehead, he didn't have a fever, and thought about it: "I'll take you to wash your face, just wash it."

"Hmm!"

It's really good to wash, and the good boy will run all over the ground as soon as he is in good spirits.

After a while, he ran to Aunt He's side to pick it up, and when he saw that Fang Zichen couldn't pick it up, he ran over again, saying that he wanted to help Fang Zichen pick it up, just like taking some amazing medicine, he couldn't stop for a moment when his physical strength was strong.

Aunt He smiled and praised him: "Our good boy is so sensible!"

She took this opportunity to make a start, wanting Fang Zichen to talk to her, so that she could warm up, but Fang Zichen didn't pay attention to it.

It doesn't make sense!

Listening to Hexi, Fang Zichen didn't seem to dislike it, and it was good to be a good boy.

Fang Zichen picked up sweet potatoes behind Brother Zhao, and chatted with him without a match.

"She also gave you three pennies before?" Fang Zichen raised his chin towards Aunt He, and asked in a low voice.

"Hmm!" Brother Zhao cooperated with him, and said softly: "The people in the village are not rich, and the work at home is done by themselves, Aunt He has a good heart, she saw that I was pitiful, so she wanted to help me, otherwise their family could do it by themselves."

Fang Zichen pursed his lips.

Where is this good-hearted, this is simply black-hearted.

Brother Zhao said that the people who work less a day here get 19 wen, and they get 23 wen for one meal.

If Aunt He really looks at him pitiful and wants to help him, give him ten or eight words, Fang Zichen won't say anything, give Sanwen, what is this?

An egg is worth two.

Didn't he see that Brother Zhao wanted to make money, so he seized the opportunity to squeeze people under the pretext of pitying him.

Xiaohe Village is poor, Aunt He's family in Xiaohe Village is also considered a 'rich' family, not the busy farming season, her two sons are carrying big bags on the town dock, I heard that it is twenty-five dollars a day, and the family can eat enough.

That's it, can't you afford half the salary?

This black-hearted old woman.