[Chapter 6 The Lu Family's Fool]

"What a stupid!" all the women nodded again and again, and the disdainful abounded: "The big man is the number one warrior in our northwest household, and he is extremely powerful, and their stupid child is not yet an adult, right?

There are also those who pretend to be merciful: "I heard that the old family is set to be the evening of the day after tomorrow, this Hui Niang is really pitiful, and by that time, she will only be left alone." But this is fine, she doesn't have to be burdened, she can be a 'mother', and it saves her from looking down on us poor people. ”

Gritting her teeth, the laundry stick in her hand hit it hard, and a little firm belief flashed in Hui Niang's eyes: "Whatever you long-tongued women say, when our tiger head defeats the big family, see what else you have to say!"

But Hui Niang's move made those long-tongued women who were talking about the rise think that she was sad and depressed, and she was even more excited. Some even ran to the front to make a concerned look and said: "Hui Niang, don't be sad, there is nothing lacking in this northwest household, that is, there is no shortage of three-legged men, with your appearance, many people will definitely come at that time, as long as you want to have children, how many children do you want?"

At this time, Hui Niang really wanted to smash a stick and smash the woman who had grown into a pig's waist face directly into a shoehorn face. But she finally held back, she didn't want to cause trouble at this juncture, after all, in the gathering place of Zenu, fighting in private is also a big crime, and the heavier one will be whipped to death. What's more, she believes that her son will find her back in a few days.

Although Lu Kang and Hui Niang are in different places and do different things, they have suffered almost the same experience, both of which are facing the cold eyes of other Zenu people and the cynicism of others.

Lu Kang is not afraid of being ridiculed, when fate makes him fall to such a point, he resists, his heart is already firm enough, but he is afraid of hearing others say that his son Hutou is a fool, a fool who does not measure himself.

But Lu Kang didn't rise up, he still honestly repaired the many broken protective belts on the edge of the gathering place after a night, and tied the antlers one by one tightly, and the vines strangled his palms full of blood, but he still didn't understand his hatred.

It seems that he knows that his father and mother are being bullied coldly, Lu Qi trains himself even more ruthlessly, chewing a large piece of black muntjac meat fiercely when he is hungry, and drinking haode cold spring water when he is thirsty, he is tired...... He didn't know that he was tired, it was rare to have such enough food for him to practice, Lu Qi only felt full of energy.

Of course, at least the sleep, Lu Qi still did not lose it, when the time was not fast or slow to run to the old head Xitu to set the haode time, the large piece of black muntjac meat stolen by Dakang had disappeared, almost an average of ten catties of jerky, this kind of appetite is undoubtedly a little jaw-dropping, even if it is the appetite of Anze's big family, it seems that it is nothing more than that.

If a person's strength is measured by the amount of food, then in this way, the strength of Lu Qi and An Ze seems to be about the same, but it seems that no place will use this scale to measure strength. What's more, no one knew that Lu Qi would really wipe out such a large lump of black muntjac jerky so quickly, in the eyes of the more than 1,000 slaves in the northwest household, the tiger head begged for a full meal before he died, which was really stupid enough.