Yang San clasped his hands behind his back, "There are a lot of greedy people in the village, and it's exciting again."

Zhou Yu, "He doesn't want to give up his good reputation, and he does have fun watching it."

Yang Xi was even more curious, "How will he get in touch with Bai Lang."

Yang San was also curious, but, "He will not leave Shanghe Village for Bai Lang."

Now it is basically certain that Song Juren's purpose is Bai Lang. We just need to confirm who is behind Song Juren.

The days passed quickly, and the talk in the village was about the Song family's admission of students. It was difficult to stop once it started. In just three days, the Song family admitted three more children.

Yang San's wound healed well that day. Zhou Yu asked Yang San to ask about opening up wasteland.

Yang San went to Li Zheng's house and met Boss Zhao.

Boss Zhao saw the person coming clearly and stood up quickly, "He's from the Yang family."

Yang San hummed, "Sit down, don't be nervous."

Now Boss Zhao is cautious every time he sees him, and he has never threatened him.

Boss Zhao sat down carefully. He knew that Mr. Yang had seen blood and killed people, and they went south together. Mr. Yang was not very old. Now that he was two years older, Mr. Yang was becoming more and more powerful. Even if he restrained himself, he would

Scared.

Since Mr. Zhou changed, Liu Lizheng has become more cautious in his attitude towards the Zhou family. He asked softly, "Mr. Yang came here in person. Did something happen?"

Yang San shook his head, "I'm here to ask about opening up wasteland."

What happened to Liu Li was a big deal, but it turned out to be this small matter, "Our village has a lot of people and little land, so there isn't much wasteland that can be cultivated."

Yang San saw that Liu Lizheng still had something to say, "If you have anything to say, you can just say it directly."

Liu Lizheng said: "There is not much wasteland. There are mountains in Shanghe Village. The owner also saw that there are low mountains near Shanghe Village. If the owner wants, he can cover the mountains to open up wasteland."

Yang San's eyes lit up, "I'll go back and ask my brother-in-law."

Liu Lizheng didn't ask the Zhou family why they were opening up wasteland. Anyway, the Zhou family had talented people who could get tax exemption.

Yang San got up and left. Boss Zhao waited for a while before leaving Li Zheng's house.

As a result, Yang San walked very slowly, and Boss Zhao caught up with him after only a few steps!

Boss Zhao could only slow down his pace, but Yang San, who had learned martial arts and had a sharp eye, turned his head and said, "Are you afraid of me?"

Boss Zhao thought to himself, he is not only afraid of you, but he has heard from his son that Mr. Yang’s family was injured. Those injuries were all caused by real swords. “I’m afraid.”

Yang San stopped and said, "You are more honest and more pleasing to the eye than your brother."

Boss Zhao thought for a while and said, "I came today to ask if there is a homestead. I want to buy a homestead and rebuild the yard."

Yang San smiled deeply, "Have you bought it?"

Boss Zhao said in a brisk tone, "I bought it, but the location is not good, but as long as I can build a yard, it will be fine."

He was fed up with his younger brother's family. After Zhao Ling became a disciple of Song Juren, the boy ridiculed his two sons all day long, so he decided to separate.

The location of the homestead is not good, but it is close to the school, which is enough.

Yang San motioned to Boss Zhao and said as he walked, "Zhao Ren is not bad. Well, Zhao Jie has a good brother."

Mr. Zhao said with a smile, "They are very sensible."

At the end of the road and after turning the corner, Boss Zhao's smile disappeared and his eyes were filled with anger.

Yang San was also amused. The two children of the Zhao family were fighting, and they were fighting fiercely. Zhao Ling in particular was so cruel that he stepped on his cousin's hand.

Yang San took out a silver coin and hit it with him. Zhao Ling fell to the ground.

Boss Zhao ran over, hurriedly helped his son up, and asked anxiously, "Is your hand hurt?"

Zhao Ren shook his head, "Dad, I'm fine. Look, I didn't hurt my hand."

Mr. Zhao got angry and kicked Zhao Ling, "You vicious beast, your cousin protects you everywhere, but you actually want to destroy him."

Zhao Ling was in severe pain, "Uncle, I was also temporarily obsessed."

He was jealous of his eldest cousin. He had heard that his eldest cousin had been praised by his husband recently. He was a disciple of Song Ju. He was mocking his cousin on the surface, but he was jealous in his heart.

He didn't notice anything when he first became a disciple. As time went by, Song Juren never taught them patiently. Every time they took the exam, they frowned and said that they were not talented enough and needed to study hard to make up for their weaknesses. They said the same principles, but they didn't

Didn't learn much.

He regretted it. Learning in school was more interesting and more practical, but regretting it was useless.

Boss Zhao can't really break his nephew. He must move as soon as possible.

Yang San picked up the silver dime, waved to say thank you, and walked slowly home.

Arriving at the door of the house, Yang San raised his eyebrows and saw General Bai's bodyguard.

After entering the house, I found out that my younger brother had been sent back to recuperate due to an injury.

When Yang San arrived at the main courtyard, his younger brother was lying with his legs hanging, "Did you hurt your leg?"

Ye had already cried, her eyes were red, "This boy wanted to show off his talent and insisted on trying to compete on horseback. There is no light or heavy in the barracks. He failed to control the horse and fell off the horse, breaking his leg."

Yang San, "..."

If the younger brother hadn't wrinkled his face in discomfort, he would have suspected that the younger brother deliberately broke his leg in order to go home.

Zhou Xiaodi's face turned red, "This time it was an accident."

Mrs. Ye patted her son on the back, "I surprised you, I let you show off, if you have any bad intentions, how can I explain to your father."

When Yang Xi and his wife invited Mr. Yu in, they heard their mother crying bitterly.

Yang Xi hurriedly entered the house, fearing that her mother-in-law might be sick, "Mom, I'm fine, don't be sad."

Mrs. Ye did not object to her son practicing martial arts. In this world, practicing martial arts would save your life. She was angry with this boy for showing off. Whenever she thought about something happening to her youngest son, her eyes would turn black.

Zhou Yu supported his mother and said, "Mother, are you feeling uncomfortable here?"

Ye didn't feel well anywhere, her chest felt very tight, and her ears were buzzing.

Mr. Yu hurriedly took out the silver needle, and Ye's chest felt much better after two needles were inserted.

Little Brother Zhou asked hurriedly, "Old man, how is my mother?"

After checking his pulse, Mr. Yu said, "I'm so anxious that my heart is burning. Fortunately, I'm here today."

It will be a stroke later.

Little Brother Zhou's eyes turned red in fear, "Mom, I was wrong."

Ye's breath was gone. She didn't want to talk now and leaned on her daughter-in-law without any strength.

Yang Xi helped her mother-in-law sit down and stood on one side to support her.

Mr. Yu had already looked at the injury and said, "The bandage is good and the leg bones are well connected. This was not treated by a military doctor, right?"

Zhou Xiaodi said in a low voice: "The general invited a famous doctor in the county to treat me."

Mr. Yu carefully touched the bones again and said, "I'll tie it up again for you. By the way, show me what you want to eat."

Little Brother Zhou took out the prescription from his wallet and said, "Please take a look at it."

Mr. Yu read it, took a pen and paper and changed the medicine and dosage, "You drink it for three days, and I will change the prescription for you after three days."

Zhou Yu asked worriedly, "Can his legs return to normal?"

Mr. Yu, "Don't worry, we will definitely return to our daily routine."

Zhou Yu thanked, "Thank you, old man."
Chapter completed!