Chapter 230 Hu Village

"Grandma."

Lu Heng shouted, it was very natural inside and out.

This is exactly what he has been calling the old woman, Ama, when his memory has been obscured and his origins have been dusted in the past few years.

This reminded Lu Heng of his former master Wei Heyi.

There is no way to repay the kindness of saving a life!

The old woman smiled and said: "You are so big, but you are so brave."

She asked Lu Heng to lie down: "You don't remember how many losses you suffered."

Listening to her words, Lu Heng remembered the reason why he was lying on the bed - it was Hu Shapi!

In the past few years when his origin was covered by dusty memories, although Lu Heng was ignorant, his character remained unchanged. He was a strong-willed person. The old woman, that is, grandma, Hua Mama’s family was just a poor farmer, and Hua Mama was from the child clan, or A widowed one.

Hu Shapi is a big landowner in Hu Village. After Lu Heng was adopted by Hua Ma, he reluctantly found a job, which was to herd cattle for Hu Shapi's family. He hated to hear anyone slandering Hua's mother, so when he heard it, he followed People fight, no matter adults or children.

Two days ago, in the evening after grazing cattle, he heard Shao Pi's fellow saying bad things about Hua's mother. Lu Heng, who was confused, rushed forward to fight with his head covered. However, Shao Sha Pi's follower hit him on the forehead with a stick and lay down.

When Lu Heng thought of this, he couldn't help but said: "That piece of shit Hu Shapi is slandering grandma!"

Mother Hua smiled kindly, and touched Lu Heng's forehead: "You are a kid, what do you know? Are you hungry? Mom will cook you a bowl of porridge."

In Hua's mother's smile, the anger that surged in Lu Heng's heart instantly disappeared, and he grinned: "Yeah."

He found that even his mentality had a completely new look.

It’s not that the stability of a centenarian is gone, but that this stability is the foundation, and what is reborn on top of it is a brand-new young mentality.

Good!

Lu Heng thought so.

But that guy Hu Shapi must die!

While Mother Hua was busy in the kitchen, Lu Heng got up, walked out of the house, sat on the bumpy threshold, and looked at Hu Village down the mountain, and then looked at the sky further away. It was now morning.

The sun is bright red.

Hu Village is not big, with only more than a hundred households. According to the memories left behind when the origins were dusty and ignorant in the past few years, this is a small village leaning on the mountains - leaning on the mountains.

Behind Mother Hua's simple house is the endless and huge mountain range that can't be seen at a glance.

In such a small village, Hu Shapi is the only landlord, and most of the other villagers are tenants of Hu Shapi.

Mother Hua is from the Tong tribe, and she was once a girl deep in the mountains. Once, a hunter from Hu Village went into the mountains to hunt, met her, and fell in love with her from then on, so Mother Hua followed him out and came to Hu Village.

In addition to Lu Heng, the youngest adopted son, Hua's mother has three sons. The eldest is called Liu Dazhuang, the second is called Er Zhuang, and the third is called Xiao Zhuang.

The fourth child is naturally Lu Heng - although he is ignorant, he still remembers his name.

As for the hunter who fell in love with Mother Hua, that is, the father of Da Zhuang, Er Zhuang and Xiao Zhuang, shortly after Xiao Zhuang was born, he went hunting in the mountains and was killed by the claws of a beast.

The three brothers, Dazhuang, Erzhuang and Xiaozhuang, are all older than the current Lu Heng - the youngest Xiaozhuang is already fifteen, and Dazhuang is almost 20.

The three brothers make a living by chopping firewood - Mother Hua does not allow them to go hunting in the mountains.

Probably because the three brothers had learned from the loss of their father, Hua’s mother really didn’t want to have such a sad incident again.

So no matter how meager the income from cutting firewood was, Hua's mother would not allow them to go hunting.

Most of the time, I just cut firewood. After cutting the firewood, some of it is sold to Hu Shapi and the other part is sold to the county town - it is too far away, and the mountain road is nearly a hundred miles away.

When the farming season was busy, I went to work as a part-time worker at Hu Shapi's house for a period of time to earn some hard-earned money.

Hua’s mother’s family has no land because the family used to be full-time hunters.

In the morning, Da Zhuang and the others should be fighting hard in the mountains and forests. Every time they go out, they eat something in the morning and bring a few dry noodles, and they will not come back until late afternoon.

They will carefully select high-quality wood and cannot just cut down some shrubs, otherwise they will not be able to sell it at a high price.

Mainly looking for a kind of Qinggang tree. This kind of tree is very strong and has fine wood. After being burned into charcoal, it is not only long-lasting but also has a faint fragrance. Only such charcoal can be sold at a slightly more reasonable price.

Normally at this time, Lu Heng would have already gone down the mountain to herd the cattle for Hu Shapi.

This time, Hu Shapi was hit on the head by Hu Shapi. He stayed at home for two days. He didn't know if Hu Shapi would give up Lu Heng's job of herding cattle.

Lu Heng doesn't care much about the job of herding cattle. He has a lot of skills now. Although his ability to kill people and set fires has just begun, with some of his other abilities, it is enough for Hua Mama to live the best life, so

Herding cows or something like that is just bullshit!

Is medicine feasible?

Is the Yellow and White Technique feasible?

Is the art of gathering animals possible?

Is the art of poultry training possible?

Which one is not profitable?

Although the foundation has not yet been established, with a little use of these magical skills, such as picking up a stone the size of an egg, Lu Heng feels that he is sure to turn it into real gold - maybe after using it, he will be tired for a few days.

Already.

Just as I was thinking about it, I saw a small figure coming up from the mountain along the path from a distance. I heard him shout: "Brother Heng! Brother Heng!"

When Lu Heng heard this, he knew who it was.

"Little Tiger!"

He is a kid from Hu Village. He used to be very close to Lu Heng.

Xiaohu is also a poor man. Not long ago, his mother fell ill and was short of money. As a last resort, his father took out a loan shark from Hu Shapi.

The loan sharking was so outrageous that even the half-acre of his family's remaining land was looted by Hu Shapi, not to mention that he could not be saved. He also beat his father, broke both legs, and finally died.

This is the only child left.

This wasn't enough. Hu Shapi asked Xiaohu to continue paying off the debt - it wasn't finished yet!

Currently, Xiaohu is working as a handyman at Hu Shapi's house.

An eleven or twelve-year-old child like him is asked to carry water every day. He must fill ten large tanks, otherwise he is not allowed to rest.

Therefore, the skin of the melon must die.

"Brother Heng! Brother Heng!" Xiaohu panted and climbed up, holding his thighs with both hands, pouting, and said: "Hu Shapi won't let you herd the cows! He taught me to tell you."

Xiaohu gasped for breath and said worriedly: "What will you do in the future..."

Lu Heng patted the threshold and said, "Come here and sit for a while."

Xiaohu sat up and sat in a row with Lu Heng and said, "I begged him, but he said no. He even scolded me and told me to fetch three more tanks of water. Brother Heng, if you don't herd cows, you won't have a job."

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The child's thinking was very simple. Xiaohu thought about what he would do if he lost his job. So he was worried about his good friend Lu Heng.

Lu Heng put his shoulder around him and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of? I won't be able to jump around for much longer!"

Xiaohu smacked his eyes: "Huh?"

At this time, Hua's mother came out with a bowl of clear porridge. When she saw Xiaohu, she smiled and said, "It's Xiaohu. Have you eaten? Come on, take this bowl and I'll get another bowl."

Xiaohu looked at the porridge that was clear and watery, but he swallowed. He had indeed not eaten yet. He was a long-term employee of Hu Shapi's family. How could Hu Shapi treat him well? He squeezed it hard and often only gave him one meal a day.
Chapter completed!