Before Li Tongya finished speaking, Li Changhu felt a chill creeping up his spine, his pupils suddenly dilated, and his whole body was covered with chills. He stared at his brother's smiling face, feeling awe-inspiring in his heart.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha…"
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 long breath, thinking that Li Tongya was joking, he waved his hand gently and said:
"I'm going to prepare for Xiang Ping's wedding."
After Li Changhu finished speaking, he straightened his clothes and walked out the door to Tian's house.
Li Tongya suppressed his smile, sat quietly at the wooden table, and said:
"Father."
But they saw that Li Mutian was already standing on the stone steps without anyone noticing, with a stern expression on his face. He didn't know what he was thinking. Hearing this, he turned his head and looked at Li Tongya.
Li Mutian was sitting in front of the door last night, looking at the moon, when he saw Li Xiangping rushing towards the back mountain in a hurry. He felt uneasy and quietly followed the child up the back mountain.
Unexpectedly, Li Tongya was also worried about his younger brother and followed him secretly. The two of them were embarrassed for a while when they met. They watched Li Xiangping kill a man in a tacit understanding and watched the wild beast eat them up with his own eyes. Only then did Li Mutian go down the mountain.
"Xiang Ping is also worried about his family's safety, so there is no need for his father to be angry..." Li Tongya comforted him.
"I'm so angry at Laozi!"
Li Mutian felt depressed and was no longer particular about his words. He narrowed his eyes and said again:
"Guawazi killed that good-for-nothing, well done. If he had just threatened, I would have jumped down and chopped that good-for-nothing! Well done, well done! Why am I angry? Don't cover up for Li Changhu!"
Li Tongya sighed and said dullly:
"My eldest brother is generous and kind-hearted. The villagers and tenants all respect him. He can protect the family business."
"Fart!" Li Mutian slapped the table with a hint of anger on his face:
"They respect me, Li Mutian! They surround your brother because Li Changhu's rent is low! These people have always been fearful of power and have no morals. Look at him like this. If I, Li Mutian, die today, tomorrow Li Yesheng will dare to come and wallow. This Li Changhu
Dare to kill him?"
Seeing Li Tongya lowering his head and saying nothing, Li Mutian softened his tone a lot and whispered:
"I wasn't afraid in the past. With you two brothers, it was best for Li Changhu to be generous and generous, and he would be both kind and powerful. The future is promising. But it's different now. Our Li family is guilty of crimes and is walking on thin ice. If the person in charge is not ruthless enough, it will easily fall!"
"Moreover." Li Mutian took a breath, with worry in his eyes:
"I have been feeling uneasy these past few days, fearing that I might be killed."
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Li Changhu went to Tian's house and settled many matters of the marriage contract. He sat blankly on the field with a complicated look on his face. He walked around the village, but he did not see Li Yesheng.
Recalling his brother's low voice last night and Li Tongya's hint, 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 Tongya Xiaoxiao always followed him obediently into the river to catch fish.
He vaguely remembered that Sheng'er was holding a big herring and shouting with a smile: "Brother, brother, look at me!" Tongya was obviously envious, but he always turned his head and pouted and didn't look at him. The three of them stood up when they were tired of playing.
When peeing by the river, compete with who can pee higher and farther.
But later, his aunt died and his second uncle became ill in bed. In just a few months, Ye Sheng's temperament changed drastically and he was no longer the same person.
"This is not the end of the crime!"
The corners of Li Changhu's eyes were gleaming. He always felt that he could persuade him again and let him learn well, protect his younger brother Ye Sheng seriously, and live well.
"Long Lake!"
A cry woke up Li Changhu. He quickly lowered his head and wiped the corners of his eyes, looking towards the place where the sound came from.
He is an old farmer with white hair, a simple and honest appearance, dark skin, wearing homespun clothes, and his trousers are very wide.
"Uncle Xu." Li Changhu stood up, patted his trouser legs, and asked with concern:
"How is it? Do you still have enough food at home?"
"Enough is enough!"
Old man Xu burst into tears when he saw Li Changhu. He was still in good health despite his old age, but the only eldest son in the family was ill and could not even cultivate the land.
Li Changhu reduced his rent and gave him food, so he managed to survive. Old Man Xu was an elder who watched Li Changhu grow up and treated him as a child. After being away for so long, he felt extremely grateful.
.
"Don't be polite!"
Li Changhu had quickly come out of his sadness and said seriously:
"My father told me to take more care of Mr. Xu's fields a few days ago, so I'm here now."
Old man Xu has become a mature man. How could he not know that Li Changhu was doing favors for Li Mutian? He smiled, cupped his hands towards Li Changhu, and said with a smile:
"Thank you, Master, for me! Uncle Xu's family has accepted this favor."
"Hey, how can I say that I am grateful? I should do it!" Li Changhu waved his hand.
The two were chatting in the field, but Li Xiangping carried the cloth bag to the reed marsh and silently looked at Li Yesheng sitting on the bank.
Li Yesheng was counting on his fingers and said to himself:
"I went to my third uncle's house the day before yesterday, and my uncle's house the day before yesterday. My fourth uncle kicked me out yesterday. Today I can only cook some wild vegetables and shrimps to make soup."
He looked at the undulating reed marsh in front of him, the place where he was born and raised. If it weren't for this generous reed marsh, he, Li Yesheng, would have died in an unknown corner.
"There are also uncle's family." He thought silently, but saw a figure emerging from the reed swamp.
"Brother Xiang Ping!"
Li Yesheng stood up in surprise. Since his master's house built a high court, Li Xiangping didn't go out often. It was said that he was studying in the courtyard all day long. Li Yesheng could only meet him when he went to his master's house for dinner.
"Come on, come on."
Li Xiangping smiled and took out a white bun from the bag and handed it to him. Li Yesheng quickly took it, wolfed it down and said vaguely:
"Brother is the best to me!"
"Hahahahaha."
Li Xiangping and Li Yesheng got along very recently. When he was a child, he secretly gave Li Yesheng food from home. Li Mutian turned a blind eye and Li Xiangping actually brought him a lot of things.
"Come." Li Xiangping looked a little complicated, stuffed the cloth bag into Li Yesheng's hand, and said:
"These are the reading materials I read when I was in elementary school. You can read more during your usual time."
"Thank you brother!"
Li Yesheng was so moved that he drank some river water and washed his hands before carefully putting the bag away.
"In a few days, I will go to my father and ask him to talk to my husband. If you have nothing to do on weekdays, you can go to his place to read more. If you have any questions, you can ask us."
"How embarrassing is this!"
Li Yesheng was surprised and postponed again and again. He was filled with uneasiness and expectation, and waved his hands again and again.
"I heard that I have to submit my studies to Shu Xiu, but my brother won't give me money."
However, Li Xiangping looked at him for a while and said calmly: "There is no need for us to engage in this kind of thing. I will beg daddy to do it for you."
"this…"
Li Yesheng still wanted to say something, but looking at Li Xiang's plain expression, he felt a sense of awe for no reason, and thought to himself:
"Brother Xiang Ping looks like an uncle!"
Li Xiangping didn't know what Li Yesheng was thinking, so he 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. I use Li Yesheng to enrich the three-dimensional image of the protagonists QAQ