The sun is bright, the wind is calm, the leaves are covering the window lattice, and the crickets are chirping, just like the sound of the strings of a harp, which is soft.

The road to the west was very long, and Yang Shengzi and his wife were walking on a path between mountains, surrounded by fields criss-crossing each other.

The rice seedlings are swaying in the wind in the field. At this moment, an old man is working in the field.

The old man was wearing a bamboo hat, and his face was mottled by the wind. At this moment, he raised his head and saw the two Yang Shengzi. He took the bamboo hat off his head and grinned at the two of them:

"The old farmer saw that the two young masters were heading west. The land ahead of them was sparsely populated, the rivers were dry, and there was no place to even drink water."

"I heard that there is still a drought. Why don't you two young gentlemen go sit under the old farmhouse and wait for the old farmer to prepare some dry food and water for the two young gentlemen? It won't be too late for the two young gentlemen to go on their way again. I can give you some money at will.

That's it, the old farmer is an honest farmer and will never cheat."

"Old man, are you joking? There is a disaster hundreds of miles ahead? The government and Jianghu sects don't care about it?" Yang Shengzi asked for no reason.

"We are all busy people. No one cares about the life and death of the lower class people, especially old farmers like us, who face the earth with their backs to the sky. We can only accept our fate. The world has never been easy."

The wind-scarred face of the old farmer was caressed by the breeze, which made him look even more old and frail. I am afraid that he may not have many days left to live in this world.

The old farmer stared at the sky blankly, then came back to his senses for a moment, and apologized to Yang Shengzi and the others: "The old farmer has lost his temper, please forgive me, young masters."

"The old man is joking. Please show me the way. I will give you the money now. The two of you will go to the old man's house to rest for a while. Please prepare some dry food and water."

As soon as Yang Shengzi finished speaking, the girl beside him, Yingzi, hurriedly ran to the old farmer and generously took out a tael of silver.

The poor people are in poverty and need to help each other more. The young girl Yingzi doesn't care that this one tael of silver is enough for her and her brother to spend many days.

The old farmer took a tael of silver, held it in his hand, walked out of the crop field, and welcomed the two of them to his old home.

The old man's name is Zhang Zhengping, and he has an old white-haired wife at home. In addition, the two elders have a prodigal son named Zhang Gaoyuan.

His son is a gambler by nature, and this year's harvest was ruined by his incompetent son.

This made a peasant family even worse, as if a heavy mountain was pressing down on the old man, who was almost out of breath and about to suffocate.

An hour later.

Yang Shengzi saw a low and dilapidated old house standing precariously, with smoke rising from the cooking pots.

It should be the white-haired old wife that the old man mentioned. She is cooking at the moment, and the smoke is rising in the air and then dissipating in the wind.

The old man carried a hoe on his shoulder and led Yang Sheng and his son into the old house. He repeatedly said to the two young masters, "Don't mind it. Houses in the country are like this and there is no money to repair them."

Yang Shengzi comforted the old man, saying that he was used to living in poverty and didn't mind at all, and then walked into the old house.

As soon as Yang Shengzi entered the house, his eyes scanned the surroundings. There was no sunlight all year round and the house was dark and damp.

The walls of the old house are uneven, the wall coverings have fallen off, and they are in a state of disrepair.

Before Yang Shengzi could look any further, the farmer Zhang and his uncle had already prepared the food, and at this moment they were greeting Yang Shengzi and the others to come and have a meal.

Yang Shengzi was not polite. He went to the table and took a look at the food on the table. They were all ordinary meals eaten by ordinary people. However, Yang Shengzi didn't mind at all. Instead, he felt that his cooking skills were a unique skill.

Yang Shengzi and the young girl Yingzi just cooked rice and picked vegetables. After finishing a bowl, the old farmer Zhang gave you another bowl. It was so kind that it was hard to refuse. Even Yingzi was mumbling that he was full.

While they were eating, a sudden shout interrupted everyone's interest in eating, especially Mr. Zhang, who put down his bowls and chopsticks and became taciturn.

"Old man, if you still have any money, please bring it out quickly. Your son, I lost again today. I was almost able to make a comeback, but I didn't bring enough money!"

A young figure kicked in the courtyard door and entered. It was obviously the prodigal son Zhang Gaoyuan that the old man mentioned.

Zhang Gaoyuan didn't know what kind of bad luck he had today. He was very unlucky. The first two days were fine, with losses and gains, and he could occasionally buy a glass of wine.

Suddenly, today it all happened. The five taels of silver I had rummaged through the house had lost everything in the blink of an eye. Not to mention the loss, I was still in debt.

This made Zhang Gaoyuan very angry for no reason.

As soon as Zhang Gaoyuan walked into the house, he smashed the pots and pans to pieces, and was stunned not to find even a penny.

Zhang Gaoyuan turned around and walked into the back room. When he saw his father and mother, he walked straight away without making a sound.

Zhang Gaoyuan slapped his father on the face, and his son actually started beating his father!

It wasn't until a young man's cold shout came out that the prodigal son Zhang Gaoyuan stopped.

The old man's face was stained with blood and full of worry. He looked at his son Zhang Gaoyuan quietly and said, "Gaoyuan, what do you want to do with this family? Are you going to kill your father?"

Mother will not give up until she is forced to death?"

"What do I want? I would like to ask you, you have no money, no status, and no martial arts skills, why did your second brother give birth to me in the first place?"

"Did I suffer a lot when I was born? You know I have been looked down upon, laughed at, and bullied by others since I was born, just because of one word: poor, you don't have money to give birth to such a bastard!"

The prodigal son Zhang Gaoyuan became more and more angry as he thought about it, and simply kicked the old man over. The old man covered his chest and felt a burst of pain, as if he had been kicked to death by his own son.

"That's enough!" Yang Shengzi, the young man who had been watching this scene quietly, finally said.

"Who are you?" Zhang Gaoyuan, the prodigal son, was furious and shouted back at the young man who yelled at him.

"Mr. Abacus, Yang Shengzi." Yang Shengzi responded calmly.

"You want to take care of my family affairs?" Zhang Gaoyuan, the prodigal son, glared at the young man Yang Shengzi.

"I will not interfere with your family affairs, but if you want to commit violence and kill people, the government will not care. If I see you, I will ask you questions." Yang Shengzi's eyes narrowed slightly.

"How dare you!" Zhang Gaoyuan, the prodigal son, became more and more angry as he spoke. He picked up a wooden stool at home and jumped up.

I swung the stool towards the man's back, intending to hit his head with blood, and then I ridiculed him in front of him. I'm so tired of living that you dare to interfere with my family affairs. The sky is big and the earth is big.

I am the oldest in the old dilapidated house!

But what I didn't expect was that the man didn't dodge or dodge, he just looked at me quietly. Grandma, you're a bear. I don't care about you. I'll break your spine first. The wooden stool is about to slap the man's back.

hour.

The man's back felt like a sea was rolling over him. No matter what, the wooden stool could not move any further. Then a powerful rebound force destroyed the wooden stool to pieces, and even the body of the prodigal son Zhang Gaoyuan was knocked away.

A bastard prostrates himself on the ground.

"Stop making trouble, son, haven't you eaten yet? I'm going to serve you a bowl of porridge. I just went to the rice shop to get the porridge on credit last morning."

Seeing that her son was frightened by the young master's battle, Aniang calmed down a little and quickly got up and went to the kitchen, filled a bowl of porridge and placed it in front of her son Zhang Gaoyuan.

Zhang Gaoyuan, the son of a prodigal family, took the rice porridge and wolfed it down. He was really hungry after not eating for a day. After drinking a bowl of rice porridge, he started acting like a monster again.

"Your son Gao Yuan lost money today. Does the old man still have any money? Take it out as soon as possible. I'll leave it here for now. When your son finds out that he still has some hidden money, it will be easy for you!"

Zhang Gaoyuan, the son of a prodigal family, smashed the bowl of rice porridge he had finished eating and stared at his father, Zhang Zhengping, with an evil look. He also glanced sideways at the young man, Yang Shengzi.

"Yesterday, the house was turned upside down. It's really gone. Gao Yuan, don't do this again. Can your father beg you?" The old man almost begged his son Zhang Gaoyuan.

"It's useless to beg me. If you want to blame me, I blame you. It's not a big deal if you don't give birth to me. This is the retribution of your two elders! Is it true or false?" Zhang Gaoyuan, the son of a prodigal, kept his eyes moving, and his eyes quickly glanced around.

All over the old man's body.

Zhang Gaoyuan, the prodigal son, gave a sharp laugh, suddenly stretched out his hand, and quickly grabbed the old man's hands that were holding the silver. The silver was lying in the old man's hand.

The prodigal son wanted to get the money, but he didn't expect the old man to hold on to the money and refused to let it go. Zhang Gaoyuan flashed a ruthless expression, opened his mouth, bit the old man's palm and tore it hard, with blood dripping from his mouth.

, a piece of flesh and blood was torn off.

The palm of the old man's hand was almost bitten to pieces. He was in great pain at this moment. The money fell to the ground with a clang. Zhang Gaoyuan, the prodigal son, quickly picked up the money, put it in his pocket, turned around and left.

Obviously I'm going to start gambling again.

The old man Zhang Zhengping was lying on the ground silently, heartbroken, and blood had already soaked the earth and stone.

The old man didn't cry, he just stared at the sky, as if the mountain had broken the old man's waist.

"What kind of sin has this caused!" The old woman stared blankly in the direction where her son Zhang Gaoyuan was leaving, tears moistening her wrinkled face.

The young man next to him, Yang Shengzi, glanced at Yingzi, and the girl Yingzi took out some hawthorn herbs from her pocket and applied them to the bleeding place of the old man Zhang Zhiping.

Zhang Gaoyuan, the prodigal son, did not return for a day.

The stars at night were looming in the sky, and it was dark.

The young man Yang Shengzi leaned against the eaves of the front door, staring at the stars in the sky in a daze. He didn't know what he was thinking. He looked away for a long time, then looked at the young girl Eiko and smiled softly.

The girl Yingzi took out her dog stick, placed it on her leg, found a rag and wiped it gently. The dog stick was still rusty and had countless stick marks. She stared at the dog stick in a daze, and occasionally smiled.

Uncle Zhang sat quietly in front of the door, his heart was throbbing with pain, his eyes were staring at the sky, motionless, it was already dark, and he wanted to die.

The old woman curled up on the bed and cried bitterly under the quilt. Maybe she had committed too many sins in her previous life, and now it was her turn to suffer retribution in this life. She wanted to die, but she didn't know if there was really reincarnation in the world?

I hope I won’t be a human again in my next life!
Chapter completed!