Everyone was shocked by Ma Zongkui's drink, and hurriedly lowered their heads and continued their own affairs. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info Chen Ao thought to himself, these honest people are pitiful, presumably they will not be sycophants, suffer a lot of losses, seeing Ma Zongkui is like a mouse seeing a cat.

He couldn't help but remember that when he was in school, a respected teacher once warned them not to be honest people. For so many years, I have been unimpressed. He thinks that although he is not an honest man, he is by no means a slippery person. However, through today's experience, Chen Ao finally understood the meaning of this sentence.

Jiang is really still old and spicy! Chen Ao sighed in his heart.

I heard Ma Zongkui shout again: "Peng Laogen, come here!"

When a tall and thin old man heard the sound, he hurriedly dropped the basket in his hand, trotted in front of Ma Zongkui, and stood stunned, without saying a word, waiting for Ma Zongkui's instructions.

Ma Zongkui pointed at Chen Ao with a horsewhip and said, "Take him to the shack and settle down!"

"Hey. The old man named Peng Laogen agreed, turned around and left. Passing by Chen Ao's side, he found that Chen Ao did not follow, so he stopped and turned around to wait.

Chen Ao thought to himself, this person is a typical honest person, he doesn't even say much, and he is clearly being bullied.

He nodded at Ma Zongkui, said another good word, and then followed Peng Laogen. The two of them walked along the ridge. Passing through the two salt pans, I saw a row of low bamboo huts in front of me.

Chen Ao thought to himself, is this the place where these workers live? This is too simple.

He looked at Peng Laogen's somewhat rickety back and stumbling steps in front of him, and his heart suddenly softened, thinking, this person is probably fifty or sixty years old, and it is really pitiful to be trapped here as a coolie. If anyone comes to the rescue, just rescue these poor people!

Thinking of this, Chen Ao opened his mouth and said, "Uncle Peng, were you also arrested by them?"

Peng Laogen seemed to be startled, turned around and "shh Chen Ao didn't know why, so he hurriedly kept silent and followed him straight into one of the shacks.

There were two rows of bunks in the shack, and a few torn and dirty quilts were piled on top of them. When I reached out and touched it, the quilt was damp, which showed how simple the conditions were.

After entering the shed, Peng Laogen seemed to dare to speak. He said, "Talk less outside, or you'll be whipped!"

Chen Ao saw that his eyes were real and that he was really good for himself, so he couldn't help but be a little moved, and said, "Okay, I remember." Uncle Peng, where are you from, and how long have you been arrested by them?"

Peng Laogen took a quilt from the corner, put it on the bunk, grinned, and said: "I? I was not arrested! I am a peasant in the nearby mountains, where the land is salty and difficult to grow crops, so I can only work as a coolie for the salt farm, and I have been doing this for more than 40 years!"

Chen Ao was secretly speechless and asked, "But why do I think you are all being guarded like a prison?"

Peng Laogen whispered: "Alas, these salt farms are all controlled by gangs, and in the final analysis, they all violate the laws of the imperial court. You say, "How can these gang members let us go out at will?"

He said and shook his head, Chen Ao felt gloomy in his heart, although this person said that he made a living by working as a coolie, working in this kind of place was no different from a prison, it was really terrible to think about.

Peng Laogen said while tidying up the bed: "Young man, I see that you are thin, so you just sleep next to me." The people here are all familiar with me, and when you're by my side, they won't bully you. As long as you're honest, it's good to take your time......"

Chen Ao listened to Peng Laogen's words, his heart warmed, and he said: "Uncle Peng, you are really a good person!"

Peng Laogen said with a smile: "What old uncle, my real name is Peng Shugen." Just because I was the oldest here, they called me Peng Laogen. You can call it that!"

Of course, Chen Ao would not call him by his nickname, and here Peng Shugen made him feel the warmth of his relatives. Chen Ao was both kind and respectful to him.

While groping under his futon, he said, "Your name is Chen Ao, I see that you are about the same age as my little grandson, and you look so kind." It's been years since I've seen my grandson, and I don't know what it's like now......"

After Peng Shugen finished speaking, he turned around and held a small black porcelain vase in his hand. He held the bottle carefully in his hand, looked outside, and said, "Go to bed and lie down!"

Chen Ao knew that he would not harm himself, so he lay on the bed and asked, "What is this?"

Peng Laogen "shh

Chen Ao was almost in tears. Looking at Peng Shugen's cautious appearance, one can imagine how much effort he spent and how much risk he took to get such a bottle of gold sore medicine. But he is now so selflessly using it for himself, simply because he is the same age as his grandson. What a class feeling!

Chen Ao obediently lay on the bed, and Peng Laogen carefully poured gold sore medicine on his wound. When the powder fell on the wound, I felt a slight stinging pain at first, then it was numb and itchy, and the original pain was really reduced a lot.

Chen Ao asked, "Uncle Peng, is your son also working in the salt factory?"

Peng Shugen shook his head: "How can that! The reason why I went to this salt field to suffer is not so that my children and grandchildren don't have to do this kind of work anymore." Working here, there is also a lot of money, and usually it doesn't cost much, so I always bring the money back to my son and let my son do some small business. ”

Chen Ao sighed, pity the hearts of parents all over the world!

Peng Shugen continued: "Over the years, I have also seen many people like you who have been arrested. Most of these people have suffered and worked obediently. Otherwise, they are unwilling to be imprisoned and be beaten to death in the end. Young man, you have to learn a lesson, you should be honest, don't ask for yourself!"

Chen Ao agreed on the surface, but he had another idea in his heart. He thought, like a walking corpse here, it is better to die cleanly.

Chen Ao strengthened his confidence and secretly thought, as long as he lasted a few days. With my capable friends, I will be able to get out soon.

He looked back at Peng Shugen and asked, "Uncle Peng, you work so hard, and you have to be oppressed by the Earth Demon Gate, is there no one to resist?"

"You actually know about the Earth Demon Gate?" Peng Shugen was a little surprised, and then smiled bitterly: "Since you know the Earth Demon Gate, do you still want to resist? We are all ordinary people, no more than those people from the Jianghu Sect, all of whom know martial arts." Take the steward, for example, a whip that dazzles people. He is in charge of dozens of us alone, and he has never had an accident. In the past, I have thought about running away, and even provoked trouble. Either he was whipped to death by Ma Zongkui, or he was thrown into the sea and fed fish and shrimp!"

Chen Ao was shocked when he heard this, his heart was pounding, and he secretly thought, fortunately, Lao Tzu knew about current affairs just now and did not fight Ma Zongkui to the end. If he were to be beaten to death and thrown into the sea, he would have died a lighter death.