Li Xinheng shouted at the top of his voice: "Good man!"
He is not afraid of who has the louder voice.
When the man saw that one of them was the young man who had just helped Ali, he knew that the man was the reinforcements brought by the young man.
Among these reinforcements, there was a handsome scholar with rosy lips and white teeth, a delicate little girl, and only the one with a loud voice was a bit bigger, neither of them posed a threat.
He immediately waved his hand and said, "You guys go now. I'm Ali's uncle. Whether to send Ali to the palace to be a eunuch or sell him to a wealthy family as a servant is our family's business."
Yan Funing asked, "Can I ask why you sold Ali?"
A middle-aged woman's voice rang out from the room: "After Ali's father passed away, my family took care of him. Over the years, we've spent a lot of money to support him."
The woman came out, squinting her eyes at the others. "He's fifteen now, and it's time for him to contribute to the family. We don't want him to do anything else. If we send him to the palace, he'll have a good life, and we can get some money too. It's the best of both worlds, how wonderful."
Ali, who was tied to the corridor pillar, twisted his body. The rope was so tight that he moved with great effort but could not break free at all.
Li Xinheng didn't expect that the relatives of Ali's maternal grandfather were such a bunch of people. It really opened his eyes.
So it’s true that no villager said that our family had such bad intentions to take in Ali.
You finished your speech breathlessly and patted Ali on the shoulder: "Tell us, is what you said true?"
"Don't waste your time talking to us." Uncle Ali took a carrying pole from the porch, walked to the fence gate, and pointed the pole at Fu Ciyi. "Your family welcomes them, so get out of here."
Hoes, shovels, rakes, but not hammers yet, rushed into the fence.
Yan Funing took the opportunity to retreat from the yard and used a dagger to cut the hemp rope under Ali.
Duan Qiangwei pulled Yan Funing in front of him and kicked the man holding the hoe and the rake in succession. With lightning speed, he kicked away the shovel and hammer that came towards him one after another.
When Alilipo came back, she found that all her family members had collapsed on the ground, wailing.
Stuffed with rags and tied with hemp rope, the sound was very muddy.
"What's going on?"
He counted on his fingers, "Eight meals a day. Breakfast is one hundred wen, lunch and dinner are two hundred wen each. We eat delicious rice, but millet costs money, right? Bad meat and vegetables also cost money, right?"
Fu Ciyi held the broken shoulder pole in both hands and drew his bow to the right and left.
The people outside the house rushed out immediately after hearing it.
Yan Funing was shocked. That shameless vicious woman actually wanted compensation?
Li Xinheng suddenly spoke up, "Your family has been supporting Ali since the fourteenth day of the first lunar month. You wear fine cotton, and I wear it too. You eat fish and meat, and I eat them too. Today is the twenty-fourth day of the seventh lunar month. For the past few months, you've been receiving seven hundred coins a day. How much silver have they given your family?"
Yan Funing also realized that safety had arrived, and she nimbly leaned to the side, barely avoiding the attack from Duan Qiang's aunt.
Seeing that I was not having any difficulty in resisting, the others threw the rake directly at Duan Qiangwei's head.
As soon as the words fell, seven women, including Uncle Ali, immediately picked up their weapons.
Fu Ciyi stood next to Li Xinheng and said, "Master, give him half of the carrying pole for self-defense."
He grabbed it with his little hand, pinched both ends of the pole with his hands, and pushed it under his knees, and the pole immediately broke into two pieces.
Li Xinheng was stunned. Why do you carry it with you?
Aunt Ali was very dissatisfied: "Why is it so expensive?"
Duan Qiang's aunt choked up and retorted sarcastically for a moment.
"What?"
"You are Ali's aunt, right? Why don't you send your own son to be a eunuch and let him eat and drink the fine food?"
"You haven't sewn my clothes yet, so there should be no labor fee, right? You cook for me every day, so you should also be paid for your hard work, right?"
"How much compensation are they prepared to pay for beating your family like that?"
Fu Beimo shouted, "Yes, it's not a retention fee."
Yan Funing really admires Li Xinheng.
Fu Beimo pointed at them one by one and said, "The older one is cousin Ali, and the other two know some fighting skills. The seven women here have all beaten you and Duan Qiang just now."
You went to find a butcher who specialized in castrating boars, but in no time, your house was robbed?
Yan Funing finally cut the rope, sheathed the dagger, and put it back on her waist belt.
Ali's aunt covered her toes and said to her mother-in-law, "We want to take Ali away."
Alilipo stared in shock: "Hosting fee?"
All the stuff fell to the ground.
Duan Qiangli's mother-in-law was obviously afraid of being scolded, so she first helped her son up and then helped her grandson up.
It hit Ali's aunt's toes, immediately causing a burst of ghostly howling.
Just as Ali's aunt was holding on to the bamboo chair and trying to hit her again, Li Xinheng picked up a stone and flicked it with his fingertips, hitting Ali's aunt's wrist directly.
Ali stared in horror, whimpering, "Fuck you, sister-in-law!"
His wrist softened and the bamboo chair fell.
Duan Qiangwei was so angry that she smashed the broken carrying pole to the ground: "Even a tiger eats its own cubs, damn him..."
At that moment, Fu Ciyi used two broken shoulder poles to hold up the hoe coming from the opposite side.
"It's useless for them to beat me up again. Ali has to leave the palace." Alilipo pulled the knife-wielding man out of the yard. "The knife-makers in the capital are too expensive. You should prepare to cut them at home. First, it will increase the chances of leaving the palace, and seventh, it will not save the extra knife fees."
Ali's aunt's voice suddenly became sharp. "How can you, a big man like you, say such things? My son needs to be kept to carry on the family line. Ali is the only one left in the family. If you want to send me, who should I send?"
"The fourteenth day of the first lunar month has been seventy-one days since then. Even if we count it as seventy days, they have to pay you seventy taels of silver as a shelter fee."
"A vicious woman with a beastly heart! There is no one in the world more vicious than her!" Yan Funing was so angry that her hand holding the dagger trembled constantly.
Yan Funing's face darkened. "His family supports Duan Qiang, but I wear clothes like a beggar. His family provides me with food and drink, but I am seventeen years old, but I am thinner and bigger than my peers. His family supports Ali, and he dares to say whether I work diligently for his family?"
The seven of us were surprised that the scholar with red lips and white teeth had no time for anything. After looking at each other, we simply raised our fists.
Seeing this, Duan Qiang's aunt picked up a bamboo chair and smashed it under Yan Funing's head.
Hearing this, Yan Funing frowned and stopped cutting the rope: "What do they want to do?"
If this person really cares about every penny, he must be a talented person.
Li Xinheng glanced at it calmly and said, "He keeps it." He turned to Yan Funing and said, "He stays away."
Duan Qianglipo said to the confused knifeman who was following in front of him: "Master, wait a minute. He will be unable to use the knife if he is too slow. Most of the money is his."
Seeing that the little guy was so weak, Uncle Ali quickly shouted outside the house: "Someone come quickly, no one wants to snatch Duan Qiang."
Yan Funing nodded, took out the dagger from her waist belt and pulled it out.
"If you ask me, seven hundred wen a day is quite a lot. Since you often buy snacks, most of the fruit and pastries go to Ali."
Duan Qiangwei hates being pointed a carrying pole at her nose.
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