(0007)

When Yang Ruifeng came back from picking firewood, he heard that Zhang Zhun had so many fish, so he was very happy. He praised Zhang Zhun with a rare sentence: "Yulin, good looks, our father did not see the wrong person!"

He is a dull man. He rarely speaks, and asking him to praise others is harder than climbing to the sky. Today is the first time. He is indeed hungry. He eats wild vegetables, grass roots, no meat, no oil or water in his stomach, and has to prepare hundreds of kilograms of firewood every day. From Laoshan to Yangjiatun, the distance is not close. He carries more than 100 kilograms of firewood and goes back and forth twice a day. In fact, he is very tired. I heard that there are fish to eat, so I naturally couldn't help but feel a lot of appetite.

While the father and son were talking, Yang Yinghan and Huang were already busy by the well. Those who drew water and those who killed fish were killed. The little girl Yang Lingxue and her brother Yang Gansheng were also helping and helping each other. Because there was only one well, the neighbors who were assigned to the fish were also killed by the well. A group of women gathered together and whispered some happy words, which temporarily diluted the sad atmosphere.

Because the money and food were owed for too long, Yangjiatun was full of life during the Chinese New Year and Lantern Festival last year, without any laughter. The worst thing was yesterday's Lantern Festival. I went to make a salary in the morning, but I came back with scars in the afternoon. Three people died. The women all cried. It was really terrible.

Zhang Zhun noticed that Yang Kaide's eyes were a little wet when he saw this scene. To be honest, he hadn't seen such a scene for a long time. A few fish were so happy that the lives of the military households were still too hard! However, Zhang Zhun did not expect that even more tearful things were still to come. If he came to this world in person to experience it, he would never believe it.

After receiving two fish, the three dead military families actually put one of them together with the body, swept it with grass, and buried it in a hurry. Yang Kaide, who was responsible for burying them, said to the sky with tears in tears: "Li Laowu, Wu Xiaoqi, Zhang Ying, I'm sorry for you, brothers. There is nothing to accompany you on the way, you can take this fish away."

There were crying sounds at the scene, and there was so much grief.

Zhang Zhun couldn't stand it anymore, so he went to Hongshitan with a bamboo gun, and stabbed more than a dozen fish back and handed them to Yang Kaide.

In the end, every military household that was beaten to death brought five fish on the road.

It is said that this is the "most grand" funeral in Yangjiatun over the years.

In the past, when military households died, they were buried naked, and it was impossible to have anything to be buried with them. Even the clothes on them were stripped off and left for their descendants to continue wearing them, and they could not be wasted easily.

This is a true portrayal of the Yangjiatun military households.

This is a true portrayal of the poor people of the Ming Dynasty.

After returning from the funeral, Zhang Zhun always felt that something was blocked in his throat, and his emotions could not be vented. Finally, he came to Hongshi Beach again, stood on the rock, roared at the waves, and finally ran along the Hongshi Beach for two laps, then jumped into the cold sea water for half an hour, and then felt a little better.

Back in the shanty town, Zhang Zhun stood in the middle of the open space, and he didn't know what he was thinking. All this in front of him was so uncomfortable, and what he saw and heard was heartbroken and tear-jerking. However, he felt vaguely excited again. Because the rebellious thoughts hidden in his heart became active again.

In order to achieve the goal of changing the historical process, direct rebellion is undoubtedly the most effective way. To rebel, there must be people, teamwork, and base. This is the experience summarized by Zhang Zhun after reading a lot of history books. Without people or bases, he can only become a short-lived bandit at most, and he must never achieve great things.

Aren’t these people from Yangjiatun the best team?

Isn’t Fushan District a good base?

Yang Yinghan appeared beside him and whispered: "Yulin, what's wrong with you?"

Zhang Zhun reluctantly lifted his energy and said in a deep voice: "I'm fine, I'm fine."

Yang Yinghan looked at him with some concern, wanting to speak but stopping.

Zhang Zhun forced a smile and said, "I'm really okay, really."

Yang Yinghan looked at him deeply before turning around.

Zhang Zhun rubbed his palms hard, then bent his hands together, bent all the joints to make a loud noise, as if only torture himself so hard can he relieve his inner depression and aggrievance. He could not wait to rebel.

Well, Zhang Zhun admitted that he was indeed a little anxious to achieve success. However, the grievances he suffered in his previous life were so great that it made him a little unreasonable. Now, as long as he catches any straw that changes his destiny, he will refuse to let go.

The mouse went there for a long time before he came back. When he came back, there were five young men following him. He brought the five people to Zhang Zhun, and said with a somewhat unnatural expression: "Brother, Hutou and the others, I want to learn how to slap fish from you!"

Zhang Zhun glanced at the five young men. They were pretty good. They were probably over 1.7 meters tall, but they were hungry and their eyes were a little yellow. There was no way, there was a general lack of oil and water! A fish made the neighbors so happy, which showed that they were in trouble in their daily lives.

"Yulin, I am Zhiyuan Yang, nicknamed Tiger Head..."

Because the mouse said hello in advance, saying that Zhang Zhun had forgotten a lot of things from the past. The five people each reported their names, namely Yang Qianqiang, Yang Junjie, Yang Zixuan, Yang Hongwen, and Yang Zhiyuan. They were all named by their families, so they were very literary and difficult to pronounce. They didn't usually call them, they were nicknames.

Hutou is the nickname of Yang Zhiyuan, and he is the more powerful of the five. He also participated in the tuition that day. He was hit by a stick on his left shoulder, and now there are large pieces of bruises. His father was also injured and hit on the back. He can't straighten his waist completely yet. However, he didn't lose money, and he also pressed a servant of the other party to the ground and beat him up.

Yang Zixuan is nicknamed Scholar. It is said that he knows a few words and knows arithmetic. He is the weakest. Yang Qianqiang is nicknamed Spargur, but he doesn't know why he has such a nickname. Yang Junjie is nicknamed Guajue. He is actually quite handsome. I don't know why he has something to do with Guajue. Yang Hongwen is actually quite gentle and nicknamed Guajue. I don't know if this is irony or praise.

The four of them also participated in the day's salary riot, and some of them were injured in their family. In terms of relationships, the elders in their family are the most familiar with Yang Kaide, and they are the main force in the salary riot. They all migrated from Huguang, and they are all surnamed Yang. In this foreign land, it is unlikely that they will not have close relationships.

"OK!"

"Each of you prepare a bamboo gun, six feet long, one inch wide, one pointed and one blunt. You will wait for me tomorrow morning at Red Rock Beach."

Zhang Zhun said readily.

Brothers from the same front are unsuccessful!

He was originally a fighting coach in a martial arts school, and was responsible for teaching students fighting skills. If he had more people to learn together, he would have more energy. From the perspective of rebellion, these people were the most primitive team! As long as he guided and incited him, he would ensure that they would become screaming human-eating tigers!

"Thank you Yulin!"

Yang Zhiyuan and the other five went there with longing.

Mouse waited for the five people to walk away before lowering his voice and said, "Brother Yulin, are you really willing to pass this craft to them?"

Zhang Zhun said strangely: "Why don't you?"

The mouse said with some concern: "In that case, you may have fewer fish."

Zhang Zhun understood and said with a smile: "You are such a small peasant's idea."

But we cannot blame mouse. We Chinese are used to keeping a hand when teaching skills, so as not to teach our disciples and starve the master to death. If Zhang Zhun tries to make a living by slaughtering fish or even make a fortune, mouse's advice will not make no sense at all.

The question is, how could mouse know what Zhang Zhun really think? He thinks it is a very happy thing to have fish to eat every day. However, for Zhang Zhun, would he be satisfied with the days when he eats fish every day? He is satisfied with the days when only dead fish are buried with him?

"Eat fish every day..."

Zhang Zhun really couldn't imagine what kind of day it was.

Why can others eat fish and meat, but they can only eat fish?

Why can others wear silk and satin, but they can only wear broken cotton wool?

Why did you owe you money and food and beat yourself up rudely?

If you don’t give me an explanation, I will give you an explanation!

That's what the sages said and did it.

Zhang Zhun is also ready to do this!

"It smells so good!"

When night fell, the fragrance of stewed fish floated throughout Yangjiatun.

"It's time to eat!"

The little girl Yang Lingxue screamed happily.

Yang Ruifeng helped his father Yang Kaide up, tidied the kang, put it on a small table, and prepared for dinner. Poor families, dining tables and other foods are definitely impossible. They eat on the kang. After eating, remove the table, tidididied it up, and you can sleep again.

Zhang Zhun and mouse also sat down. The whole family was eight, and there were exactly four people on each side. Yang Kaide was the head of the family, sitting at the innermost point. Below were Yang Ruifeng, Zhang Zhun, mouse, Yang Gansheng and his mother Huang, sister Yang Yinghan and sister Yang Lingxue sat on the other side. Zhang Zhun's position happened to face Yang Yinghan, not knowing whether it was intentional or unintentional.

The first choice is fish head mushroom soup.

The most important thing for military households to catch big fish is to make fish head soup. For military households who have been lacking in nutrition for a long time, fish head soup is very nourishing. Of course, it would be great if you could get some tofu. Unfortunately, the Yang family does not have soybeans and does not have money to buy soybeans, so there is no need to think about tofu.

Finally, Yang Yinghan added some mushrooms that he picked in the morning, added a little herbs, and cooked them together. Although the taste was not as good as the fish head tofu soup, the nutrition was better. It was also a good match for the injured three.

The two big fish heads made quite a lot of soup, each with at least two bowls of sea bowls, so everyone can drink it openly. Maybe he hasn't drunk such a strong fish head soup for a long time. Except for Zhang Zhun, everyone else drank it with relish. The mouse was the most exaggerated. He poured two bowls in a row, but was not satisfied, and the third bowl came. Judging from his appearance, he was preparing to hold himself to death.

Yang Kaideshu drank a bowl of soup comfortably, put down the bowl of sea, and said with emotion: "Yulin, Uncle this meal is a blessing for you!"

Everyone in the Yang family held the bowl and looked at Zhang Zhun.

Yang Yinghan's eyes were even more focused.

Zhang Zhun smiled and said, "Don't say that, uncle, if you didn't take me in, I might... Anyway, as long as our family wants to eat fish in the future, come to me!"

After a slight pause, Zhang Zhun raised the bowl and said in a deep voice: "I want to thank each of you! If it weren't for your care, I would not be the same as me, I will not be today! So, I will work hard to repay your kindness! I believe that our lives will get better and better in the future!"

When Zhang Zhun said this, his tone was extremely sincere, and even tears were faintly visible in the corners of his eyes. A man was a real man, bleeding but not crying. However, at this moment, Zhang Zhun didn't care about his tears. Because, Zhang Zhun seemed to feel that he had returned to the future generations and the old father. The long-depressed feelings finally got a little bit of venting. Having relatives and not having relatives are two different worlds!

Huang's eyes couldn't help but feel a little wet.
Chapter completed!