"It's because he's cruel enough."
Before Li Tongya finished speaking, Li Changhu only felt a chill climb up his spine, his pupils suddenly expanded, and his hair stood on end. He stared at his brother's smiling face, and his heart was awe-inspiring.
"Hahahahaha..."
Pushing Li Changhu's shoulder, Li Tongya gently threw the wooden slip in his hand and looked at Li Changhu with a chuckle.
"You kid."
Li Changhu let out a sigh, just thinking that Li Tongya was joking, waved his hand gently, and said:
"I'm going to prepare for Xiang Ping's wedding."
Li Changhu finished his clothes and walked out to the Tian family.
Li Tongya restrained his smile, sat quietly at the wooden table, and said:
"Father."
But he saw that Li Mutian was already standing on the stone steps unconsciously, with a straight face and not knowing what he was thinking, and he turned his head to look at Li Tongya when he heard this.
Li Mutian was sitting in front of the door last night looking at the moon, when he saw Li Xiangping rushing to the back mountain in a hurry.
The two met for a while of embarrassment, tacitly watching Li Xiangping kill people, and watching the beasts share the food with their own eyes, Li Mutian went down the mountain.
"Xiang Ping is also out of family safety, and his father doesn't have to be angry..." Li Tongya comforted.
"I'm angry!"
Li Mutian was depressed in his heart, and he didn't pay attention to his words, he squinted his eyes and spoke again:
"Guawazi killed that waste, if he just intimidated him, I would jump down and cut down the waste! Kill well, kill well! Why are I angry? Don't cover up for Li Changhu!"
Li Tongya sighed and said sullenly:
"The eldest brother is generous and kind-hearted, and the villagers and tenants admire him very much, and he can protect the family business."
"Fart!" Li Mutian slapped the table, and his face was a little more angry:
"They respect me, Li Mutian! Surrounding your brother is just Li Changhu's low rent! These people have always been afraid of power and not virtuous, look at him like this, as soon as I, Li Mutian, die today, tomorrow Li Yesheng will dare to come to the door and roll, he Li Changhu will dare to kill him?"
Seeing Li Tongya bow his head and remain silent, Li Mutian's tone softened a lot, and he said in a low voice:
"In the past, I was not afraid, with you two brothers, Li Changhu's generosity is the best. But now it's different, my Li family is guilty of crimes, like walking on thin ice, if the person in charge is not ruthless enough, he will easily perish!"
"Again." Li Mutian took a breath, his eyes filled with worry:
"I have always been uneasy in my heart these days, for fear of killing myself."
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Li Changhu went to the Tian family to arrange many matters of the marriage contract, sat in a daze on the field, with a complicated expression, he walked around the village, but did not see Li Yesheng.
Recalling his brother's low shout and Li Tongya's hint last night, Li Changhu knew that Ye Sheng had probably been killed by Xiang Ping.
Li Changhu felt a pain in his heart, when he was a child, Ye Sheng and Tong Ya always obediently followed him down to the river to catch fish.
He vaguely remembered Sheng Er holding a big herring and shouting with a smile: "Brother, brother, look at me!" Tongya was obviously envious, but he always turned his head away and pouted to look at him. The three of them stood by the river and peeed when they were tired of playing, peeing higher than anyone and farther than whom.
It's just that later my aunt died, and my second uncle was also bedridden, and Ye Sheng's temperament changed drastically in just a few months, and he was no longer the same as before.
"The sin is not so much!"
The corners of Li Changhu's eyes were a little crystal clear, and he always felt that he could persuade him again, let him learn well, seriously protect his younger brother Ye Sheng, and live well.
"Changhu!"
A cry woke Li Changhu awake, and he quickly lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes, looking at the place where the sound came from.
But he was a white-haired old farmer, honest and honest, with dark skin, wearing a cloth coat, and his trousers were very wide.
"Uncle Xu." Li Changhu stood up and patted his trouser legs, and asked with concern:
"How about it, is there enough food at home?"
"Enough, enough!"
He was old and healthy, but the only eldest son in the family couldn't afford to get sick, and he couldn't even plant the fields.
Li Changhu reduced his rent and sent him food, so he barely survived, Old Man Xu was an elder who grew up watching Li Changhu, and he already regarded him as a child, and he was already very grateful for such a thing.
"You're welcome!"
Li Changhu had quickly come out of his sadness and said seriously:
"My father asked me to take more care of Mr. Xu's field a few days ago, so I just came over."
Old man Xu has become a good man, how could he not know that Li Changhu was doing favors to Li Mutian, smiled, arched his hands at Li Changhu, and said with a smile:
"Thank you for me, the head of the family! Uncle Xu's family has accepted this feeling."
"Hey, how can I say that I am sincere, I should do it!" Li Changhu waved his hand.
The two were chatting on the field, but Li Xiangping carried the cloth bag to the edge of the reeds and silently looked at Li Yesheng sitting on the shore.
Li Yesheng was counting with his fingers, and said to himself:
"I went to the third uncle the day before yesterday, and the day before yesterday, the fourth uncle kicked me out yesterday, and today I can only cook some wild vegetables, catch some shrimp, and make soup to drink."
He looked at the reeds in front of him that were undulating with the wind, the place where he was born and raised, if it weren't for this generous reed swing, he Li Yesheng would have known where he would have died.
"And my uncle's family." He thought silently, but saw a figure peeking out of the reeds.
"Brother Xiang Ping!"
Li Yesheng stood up in surprise, since the master's house built the high court, Li Xiangping did not come out often to walk around, it is said that he often studied in the courtyard, and Li Yesheng could only meet him when he went to the master's house for dinner.
"Come on, come on."
Li Xiangping smiled and took out a white bun from the cloth bag and handed it to him, Li Yesheng quickly took it, devoured it, and said vaguely:
"Brother is the best for me!"
"Hahahahaha."
Li Xiangping and Li Yesheng got along closely, and when they were young, they secretly brought Li Yesheng food at home.
"Come on." Li Xiangping's expression was a little complicated, he stuffed the cloth bag into Li Yesheng's hand, and spoke:
"These are the reading materials I read when I was enlightened, you can read more when you usually release ducks."
"Thank you, brother!"
Li Yesheng was so moved that he bowed and washed his hands with river water, and then carefully put away the cloth bag.
"In a few days, I will go ask my father and ask him to talk to my husband, and if you have nothing to do, you can go to him to read more on weekdays, and you can ask us if you have any doubts."
"How embarrassing is this!"
Li Yesheng was surprised, postponed again and again, his heart was uneasy and anticipated, and he waved his hand again and again.
"I heard that studying requires handing over to the bundle, and my brother will not give me money."
Li Xiangping looked at him for a while and said lightly: "We don't have to do this, I will ask my father to hand it over for you."
"This..."
Li Yesheng wanted to say something, looking at Li Xiang's plain expression, a wave of awe rose for no reason, and he secretly said in his heart:
"Brother Xiang Ping looks like an uncle!"
Li Xiangping didn't know what Li Yesheng was thinking, patted him on the shoulder, told him about studying, and went home.
ps: It's really not in the water, I feel that the progress is a bit fast, through Li Yesheng to enrich the three-dimensional image of the protagonists QAQ
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