Chapter Seven Flat Rejection
Wu Nian's frown relaxed, and he suddenly realized something in his heart.
No wonder, no wonder, after this guy refused to lend the bow, he chased him back and spoke hesitantly. It turned out that he was planning to attack his family's land.
As a mercenary, Wu Nian also has brothers in life and death. When performing tasks, the most reliable thing is the weapon in his hand, and then there are brothers who can rely on him in life and death.
The employer will not care about the life and death of the mercenaries, but if a member is injured, the brothers will find a way to carry the person back.
But the man in front of me, although he was Wu's father's life-and-death friend and was considered a brother, was not considered a bullshit brother.
He even covets their family's land.
Wu Nian didn't care much about land, let alone a small three acres of land.
But he is a man of great backbone.
If I am willing to give it to you, I can give it to you. Even if I am willing to give a piece of gold to a passerby, that is also my willingness.
If I don't want to, I won't give away even a hat.
Don't say anything else.
With Yong's face, how could Wu Nian let him succeed?
"Gulu gulu." Wu Nian laughed, picked up the turbid wine on the table and drank it in a gurgling manner. Although it didn't taste good, it was very satisfying.
Zhang Yong felt happy when he saw Wu Nian like this.
"That's right. Only when you drink like this can you be a right drunkard. When you get drunk, your land becomes my home."
Zhang Yong even planned to ask his wife to withdraw money.
At this moment, Wu Nian put the wine bowl heavily on the table with a "bump" sound. The peanuts shook, and a few fell to the ground.
Wu Nian stood up, looked at Zhang Yong condescendingly, and said with unparalleled momentum: "How can a villain with ulterior motives be worthy of being my elder? From today on, we will walk on opposite sides of the road. You don't need to worry about my family's fields.
If it rots in my hands and no one grows it, I won’t sell it to you.”
"Farewell."
After saying that, Wu Nian handed over his hands in a quaint manner, turned around and left the kitchen.
Zhang Yong was stunned.
Although this boy was an alcoholic, he was someone he had seen since he was a child. When he met him on weekdays, not only was he submissive, but he was at least respectful.
In this huge hundred households, there are not many people who dare to deal with this kid, and he is one of them.
But today, today, this kid actually dares to talk to me like this?
Zhang Yong immediately trembled with anger and his face turned green.
With a "pop" sound, he slapped the table and stood up. His face turned from green to red, and he cursed: "You are such a piece of mud. You have gone too far. I will kill you."
Zhang Yong was really angry.
The question of whether one is good or not is secondary, and the issue of face is the big problem.
"What's wrong? What's wrong? Why did the conversation fall apart?" Mrs. Li heard something wrong and walked in from outside, a little panicked.
She didn't care about Wu Nian. With her brother's power in the hundred households, it would be a matter of minutes to control Wu Nian.
What she cares about is the three acres of land in Wu Nian's hands.
The second child is getting married next year, and she has to get some land to pass on to the second child's family.
"How do I know, why did the negotiation fall apart? This guy has a bad temper, even better than me." Zhang Yong was so angry that he told his wife about the matter, and then said to Mr. Li fiercely: "Go to your brother's house right away.
.Let your brother find a way to deal with this kid."
"Your brother is Xiao Qi, and you still call him Xiao Qi. No matter how hard you try, you must get the land from this kid's hands."
"This lump of mud that can't be lifted is actually stuck on your nose and face? Okay. I'll tell my brother right away." Mrs. Li was also angry. This rotten drunkard actually dared to do this. Kill him.
Without saying a word, she turned around and angrily left her yard and headed to Li Ding's home.
"hehe."
It took Zhang Yong a while, and his anger dissipated a lot. A sinister smile appeared on his face, and he sat down and continued drinking.
"I'll see how crazy you kid can get. When you can't stand it anymore, you'll naturally have to humble yourself and beg me."
"Hmm."
"The current price is ten dollars."
"When the time comes, I will just swallow your land without paying any money."
Wu Nian left Zhang Yong's house with a sneer, stood still for a moment, and then walked to the next house. In addition to Zhang Yong, Wu Nian had other connections among these hundreds of households.
For Liu Xiang and for life, I still have to borrow a bow.
After visiting three houses, Wu Nian returned to his yard with a deep frown. His credit was really bad, and no one was willing to lend him the bow.
But the others were much better than Zhang Yong and didn't care about his family's fields.
He first went back to the West Room and took a look at Liu Xiang's condition. In this short period of time, Liu Xiang's condition actually improved again.
Maybe it’s the nectar of long-term encounter.
Liu Xiang didn't know how long it had been since she had eaten meat. A little lean meat porridge could help her regain her health.
Wu Nian stood in front of the bed, looking down at Liu Xiang's thin face, feeling heartbroken.
She is a cardamom girl. If we were in modern society, she would be her parents' treasure.
"What should we do now? Without a bow, there is no way out." Wu Nian sat on the edge of the bed, gently caressed Liu Xiang's cheek, and sighed softly.
It's really hard to beat a heroic man with a penny.
But Wu Nian still has one last candidate in mind.
But Wu Nian was a little embarrassed about this choice.
Although he was sitting on the edge of the bed, stroking Liu Xiang's face, another beautiful woman's face appeared in his mind.
Liu Xiang is still a young girl, and because of long-term malnutrition, she is basically an ugly girl. It will take a long time for her to bloom.
But the face in his mind was not only a beauty that would captivate a country, but also a rare beauty.
He has an oval face, slender eyebrows, round eyes, and long eyelashes fluttering, like a frightened little rabbit.
Her skin color is like milk, and her figure is graceful and graceful, as thin as it should be and as big as it should be.
Her surname is Chen, and she is three years older than the original owner. The two grew up together. The original owner had a crush on her when she was a child. However, in this era, it is a relatively standard age for a man to be three years older than a woman to get married.
If a woman is three years older than a man, she will just miss out.
Mrs. Chen got married early. Because she was very beautiful, even though she was from a military household, she was still found a way to marry her by the scholar husband in the city.
I heard that their married life was quite happy, and they even gave birth to a daughter.
It was just that the scholar husband was really weak and sick, and died of illness within a few years. Mrs. Chen had no son, so she was kicked out of the house by her husband's family and returned to her natal family.
Soon after, both her parents died of illness.
She herself has been ill for a long time. I heard it was a lung disease, which could not be cured intermittently.
It stands to reason that such a beautiful widow must have a lot of troubles at home. But even the gangsters in the house would not dare to take a chance on her.
This series of misfortunes in life gave her the name of dominatrix.
Whoever touches her will be in trouble.
Anyway, Mrs. Chen was guarding a young daughter and lived a very miserable life.
As the saying goes, first love is beautiful.
The original owner occasionally visited Chen's home, and every time she kept herself tidy, never spoke loudly to her, and never acted like a drunkard.
But Chen didn't like the original owner very much.
She is a kind-hearted woman, but she really can't bear to see the original owner beating and scolding Liu Xiang.
Chapter completed!