"What's going on? Are the Alliance's reporters here?"

"Old man Li, it's none of your business if the folk song collectors come. Don't just stop and chat for an excuse. Move quickly!"

Old man Li had just put down the bag of grain and was about to chat with his co-worker when the supervisor came over and scolded him viciously.

"Don't worry, Zongtou, we will definitely finish moving today. Why are you in such a hurry? It's not even noon yet and we've already moved most of it. It's not like you can't see it."

Old man Li didn't care about the supervisor's scolding. Instead, he pulled off the sweat towel from his neck and wiped the sweat off his face. He complained, "We started moving before dawn. Why don't we take a break? We finished moving early anyway, so we still need to rest later."

The supervisor was a young man with the surname Zongla, and his name was Zongla Vito. However, this name was too complicated for the old man Li who migrated from the mainland to Yulin, so in his mouth, Zongla Vito as the supervisor was simply called Zongtou.

Regarding the issue of this name, Zong La Vito had resisted. He repeatedly emphasized to Old Man Li that his surname was Zong La, not Zong, and even if he had to be called by a shortened name, he should be called Zong La Tou.

Well, actually Zong Latou doesn't sound that good, but surnames are something you're born with, and you can't choose them yourself. If he could choose, he would have wanted to have the surname Xinyue, or Wang. Isn't that awesome?

Later, the Qinghe people attacked, and almost all of the Xinyues were killed. Only Xinyue Tu was left, and he seemed to be alive and well. At least he was respected as one of the five great leaders of the mainland...

I won't mention how much of this is exaggerated, but Zonlavitto knows that if he had been named Xinyue, he wouldn't be alive today...

So I’d better keep the surname Zongla, at least I can survive.

"Hey Zongtou, don't worry about this. You said your name is so difficult to pronounce. I, an old man, couldn't remember it after trying for days. There's really nothing I can do. Besides, you can't eat without a surname, right? Being named Zong won't bury you. Many famous people have come from the Zong family."

Old Man Li really liked Zonravituo arguing with him, because as long as they started arguing, he could rest again. He also liked to call himself an old man. According to him, it was because his name was Li Laohan that he called himself an old man. Zonravituo had no objection to this. After all, his name was Li Laohan, so calling himself an old man didn't seem to be a big problem.

The only thing that is difficult to explain is that Old Man Li never calls himself "Old Man" in front of people from Xichuan, but calls himself "Old Li". I don't know why.

"Everyone! Rest for a quarter of an hour."

Seeing that many people had stopped to listen to Old Man Li's chat, Zong Lavito realized that there wasn't much work to do today, so he simply ordered them to rest. "Rest now, and you won't have any excuses when I ask you to work again later."

Upon hearing this, Old Man Li quickly took out a bamboo tube from his waist, pulled out the stopper and poured the liquid into his mouth, while he was shouting, "I wouldn't trade this for a drink after work."

Another civilian watching nearby was jealous and snatched the wine away when he wasn't paying attention, shouting, "It's been banned for a long time, but I didn't expect you to be hiding some contraband."

"Bah!"

The man took a big gulp and then sprayed forward suddenly. Old man Li, who had expected this, dodged it just in time, and Zonlavitto, who came closer after hearing what he said, was sprayed all over his head and face.

Well, judging from the taste, this is definitely not wine, so there is no problem for Old Man Li.

Zonlavitto thought.

But this guy who sprayed me in the face... "Come here." Zonlavitto wiped his face twice, smiled kindly and said, "Come here, I have something to tell you."

"I'm not coming. You're clearly out for revenge. If I'm not coming, don't come near me."

The man said with a look of horror.

He is not as stubborn as Old Man Li. Zong Lavito will not give him a good face. Besides, Old Man Li's age has actually exceeded the limit of the mobilization order issued by the Lord of Xinyuetu. He came to help voluntarily. It doesn't matter whether he does it or not, how much he does, as long as he doesn't come to cause trouble. This is why Zong Lavito is always so tolerant of Old Man Li.

But I am different. I had finally followed the army and escaped from the city of Taijing after a narrow escape of death. I originally thought that Xin Yuetu would gather troops to take revenge so that I could still make a living. As a result, Xin Yuetu suddenly changed and became Lin Hai's "Big Brother Xin". Not only did he not take revenge, he also proclaimed himself king. Where can you go to seek justice?

My family and property were gone, and I'd survived all these years by doing hard labor. Of course, I'd gained something, too; at least I was much stronger than before... I used to be so dashing and handsome, never leaving the house without a carriage, always waiting on ten or eight beautiful maids...

Ah, bah, bah, now is not the time to think about this...

"Come here, it's okay, I have something to tell you." Zonlavitto's smile was so sincere: "You just arrived and don't know, but everyone here knows me. I never hit anyone. I received news from your family and wanted to tell you."

"...Really? You don't hit people? No, you have news about my family?"

The man said in disbelief.

How could there still be news of my family after so many years? If there was, shouldn't it have been there long ago?

"Of course there is. In the past, communication was poor and news couldn't travel far. Now, don't we have telegraphs? Your family has been looking for you all these years, but unfortunately, with the chaos and war, they didn't dare to run around, so they didn't find you..."

Zong Lavito said seriously.

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