Chapter 10 He robbed me of my money!



Chapter 10 He robbed me of my money!

Zhao Rencheng cried so hard that he thought he had beaten up Er Gouzi. "Why are you crying? Weren't you having fun just now?"

"I won't dare to do that again..."

Ergouzi was afraid that his legs would be broken. Although he had many family members and uncles and brothers, he could not beat Zhao Rencheng.

He is only eight years old and without legs, that’s the end of him. Wow, his future is really dark, pitch black.

Zhao Rencheng put him on the ground and let him continue to howl, and asked Zhao Mo: "What are you doing here?"

"I'm here to bring you some firewood." Zhao Mo pointed to a bundle of firewood and leaves, and added, "I've also prepared some for my aunt. I'll bring you some wild vegetables or fruits tomorrow."

Zhao Rencheng frowned: "No need, just send it to your aunt, come here and disturb my peace."

What he is doing now is not suitable for people to come to his house frequently, which may harm him! Er Gouzi asked while crying and squinting his eyes: "Uncle Zhao, do you dislike my noise?"

Zhao Rencheng nodded.

Er Gouzi: “Woo woo woo woo…”

Not only will you be beaten, but you will also be despised.

He is so pitiful.

Zhao Rencheng asked Zhao Mo to go back and warned him, "You are not allowed to bring Er Gouzi to play with us anymore."

Zhao Mo nodded sullenly, and asked persistently: "Uncle Zhao, is there anything you need my help with?"

"No." Zhao Rencheng picked up Er Gouzi and put him at the intersection down the mountain. "I'll let you go this time, but next time I'll break your legs in front of your father."

Er Gouzi's legs went limp for a moment.

Holding Zhao Mo’s hand, he quickly went down the mountain.

As soon as he left Zhao Rencheng's sight, Er Gouzi immediately returned to normal, "Oh my God, I was scared to death, I thought my leg was going to break."

Zhao Mo was a little disappointed: "We can't go to Uncle Zhao's place next time."

Er Gouzi sighed: "Yeah, what a pity."

He likes the hammock so much! It feels so good to swing on it. He can see the mountains, the village, the fields and the small river in their village.

"Let's go." Zhao Mo carried firewood and leaves and went downstairs to find his aunt.

Er Gouzi also followed Zhao Mo to the female educated youth dormitory. He was not afraid of Zhang Yunxi. She was Zhao Mo's aunt and she would definitely not beat him to death.

Zhang Yunxi was cutting cloth. Zhao Mo would be going to school soon, and she wanted to make the clothes before Zhao Mo went to school, and it would be best if she could make a small shoulder bag for her.

"Aunt!" Zhao Mo shouted at the door while carrying firewood.

"Why are you here?" Zhang Yunxi stood up, looked at her holding the thing and asked, "Did your dad ask you to work?"

"No, I picked it up for you." Zhao Mo carried it to the kitchen, "Then you don't have to pick it up."

My aunt’s hands are so beautiful, and Zhao Mo doesn’t want them to become rough.

"You." Zhang Yunxi shook his head and laughed: "Forget it this time, but don't do it next time. I still have to study."

"Oh." Zhao Mo was disappointed.

Zhang Yunxi turned her head and met a pair of big round eyes.

Er Gouzi saw Zhang Yunxi looking at him and showed her his full white teeth, "Hello, auntie."

Zhao Mo’s aunt, that’s his aunt!

"Who are you?" Zhang Yunxi was really unfamiliar with the people from the Zhao family brigade.

"I'm Ergouzi, Zhao Mo's good friend." Ergouzi said.

Zhang Yunxi raised his eyebrows.

Ergouzi can be considered as Zhao Mo's childhood friend in the true sense. The two of them went up mountains and down rivers, worked and played together, but Ergouzi's ending was not very good.

He was born without a mother. When he was about ten years old, his father became a formal worker in the factory and brought him to the town. However, within two years, his father died of electrocution when the electrical circuit lost control at night.

As a result, the twelve-year-old Ergou was left without a father or a mother.

Originally he was going to return to the Zhaojia Brigade, but as luck would have it, his grandparents were sick and couldn't take charge. The uncles pushed the issue to each other, and the twelve-year-old boy was the most sensitive, so he ran away in a rage and followed others into the black market, and ended up getting himself in jail.

The main thing was that he was doing labor reform for a black market boss. It was originally agreed that after ten years, he would be given 10,000 yuan when he was released, plus 1,000 yuan every year, for a total of 20,000 yuan.

Er Gouzi had not received any money in prison, so he felt something was wrong, so he escaped from prison and went to the home of a black market boss. In 1981, he took away more than 100,000 yuan from the boss and ran away.

At that time, Zhao Mo happened to be sold, and he wanted to chase her. It had nothing to do with love between men and women, but simply because he felt that Zhao Mo was the only important person in his life since childhood, and he should not live as miserably as Zhao Mo.

Unfortunately, he failed to catch up with the car and was greeted by a police car.

After escaping from prison and being arrested for the third time.

He was eventually sentenced to death.

When Zhang Yunxi first read the novel, he felt deeply sorry for Er Gouzi. Now he looked at him as a fool, and he was nothing compared to the devil in the later period. "Come, I'll treat you to some candy."

She gave Ergouzi a White Rabbit candy.

Candies with wrappers are expensive.

Er Gouzi answered openly: "Auntie, don't worry, I'll protect you in the Zhao's Brigade!"

Zhao Mo: “…”

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Zhang Yunxi: “…”

How dare you say that.

"Thank you."

"Well, we're all family, don't be polite." Er Gouzi felt that he was very heroic. He grabbed his bowl-cut hair and tried to show off.

Then a gentle-looking man walked in and said to my aunt, "Come here!"

The tone was very righteous.

Er Gouzi frowned: "Who are you?"

In the entire brigade, he was afraid of no one except Uncle Zhao who lived on the top of the mountain: "Are you a new educated youth? Do you know that men can't just come into the dormitory of female educated youths? You grew up in the city for nothing and don't know any rules at all!"

Wu Donglin looked down at Er Gouzi, very impatient, but he was too lazy to argue with him, and continued to say to Zhang Yunxi: "The captain of our dormitory asked me to cook, but I don't know how to cook, so come and help me."

Er Gouzi: "You are an idiot, who do you think you are? You asked my aunt to cook for you, but did you pay her?"

Zhang Yunxi: This kid is amazing, he’s a great mouthpiece.

Not only looks pleasing.

That mouth is even more pleasing! Yes, she likes it!

Wu Donglin couldn't ignore Er Gouzi, so he lowered his head and looked down at him: "You little kid, don't make trouble, don't do whatever you want just because I don't dare to deal with you!"

Er Gouzi put his hands on his hips and said, "Come on, I'm afraid of you, a pretty boy. I tell you, I have dozens of uncles and brothers in my family who can beat you up so badly that your mother won't even recognize you. Get out!"

He is young.

But not blind!

It's obvious that this man treats my aunt as a maid.

He didn't want to care whether Zhang Yunxi liked Wu Donglin or not. Anyway, he said that he had to protect his aunt. As a man, he had to do what he said!

Wu Donglin was irritated by the kid for the first time. He raised his hand to hit him, "Ouch..."

A sound more shrill than that of slaughtering a pig came out of Wu Donglin's mouth.

"My hands, blood, so much blood..."

Wu Donglin fainted.

Zhao Mo withdrew his hand, stunned.

It turns out that there are such fragile people in the world?

She just saw him attacking Ergouzi and scratched him with a branch. The blood beads that came out of his bloodstain would disappear if he didn't squeeze them.

She looked at her aunt blankly.

Zhang Yunxi: "It's okay, just say he's coming to rob me of my money!"

(End of this chapter)


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