Meng Liangchen is released from prison, so he can't let his children stay in prison all the time. Li Chengfu and his younger brothers and King He Yan can make Yang Zhongshan and others lose their skin. Liang Chuan is just because of Yang Chun's incident at the time.

The rogues on the street have no good feelings. They teach them a lesson when they have the opportunity and agree to help each other. Now that they have achieved what they want, Yang Zhongshan can’t play too ruthlessly. If people die, they will be very grudges.

Zhaodi ran to Xinghua again and told Li Chengfu about the situation. Li Chengfu also knew that the four or five little rascals in Yang Zhongshan had nothing to do with Da Feishan's strong men, just to sell Liang Chuan for a face, which was also at that time.

Yang Zhongshan and others don’t know how to live or die. There are no tigers and monkeys in the mountains to be kings. Yang Zhongshan is nothing, but he doesn’t even take himself and his brothers seriously. How long has it been since they gave them face?

Come back and give them a long memory.

After hanging up for a few rounds, a few rascals couldn't find anything valuable. At most, they took Old Man Wang and Widow Chen's bellyband the day before yesterday. The only thing they could do was to take advantage of was

Yang Zhongshan led a few younger brothers. After the original elder brother Yang Xing died, he set up his own business and opened a small gambling stall. However, he didn't care, nor did he gamble, and he couldn't control the younger brothers below. There were too many loopholes.

After driving for a few days, he lost a lot of money, which made Zheng Fucheng scold this Yang Zhongshan for being stupid.

After Yang Zhongshan was moved into the cell, he was beaten up by a group of strong yamen runners. Then, relying on his large crowds and powerful forces, he arranged the cell and wanted to call his elder brother dominance. The Xinghua prison was complicated.

After a long time, there was another fierce conflict. The five people were also soft-boys. When they met the more straits, they couldn't hold on to the table. The five people lay on the ground and hummed with three punches and two kicks.

After two days, the five people only dared to curl up in the corner of the prison and shivered.

"Yang Zhongshan, get out, you five can leave." Because these five soft eggs were beaten too hard by other prisoners, He was afraid of being beaten to death by others. He has been nervous these days.

Now I can finally get out.

Five people were low in their heads and carefully slipped out of the prison amid the threats of other prisoners. Jiang Li and his relatives were waiting for them to come out outside the yamen. Yang Zhongshan was bullied too fiercely for a few days. When he saw it, he saw it.

My grandfather got himself out, and his grievance suddenly burst out. He hugged his grandfather like a child and started crying.

"In the future, you must keep your eyes open. Don't think that Fengshan is your world. You have to have your tail between people. If you offend someone I can't even beat you, you will not be so lucky!" Jiang Lizheng said with great sincerity.

Yang Zhongshan was so brainless that he wanted to take revenge on Liang Chuan, which made Jiang Li pick up a stick and chase and beat his brainless grandson.

Zhaodi informed Liang Chuan of the people in the county government that the gatekeeper now knew Zhaodi, who really knew Zheng Dutou, and he didn't dare to neglect it. He went into the house to inform Zheng Fucheng. Zhaodi didn't wait.

When the concierge comes back, he comes back first.

Liang Chuan was waiting in the store for Zhaodi: "How is it, have you brought the words?" "Take it, but I just say a word from third brother, will people let those gangsters go?"

"It is their business whether to let go or not. We can do our best. We are worthy of them." Liang Chuan said casually.

Liang Chuan still left Ye Xiaochai in the store, but Ye Xiaochai's face was smelly. After hearing Liang Chuan's arrangement, he didn't even say anything, and pouted and looked reluctant.

Liang Chuan comforted, "Xiaochai, don't worry, next time these gangsters come to the store to cause trouble, it will be not as simple as a fight. If you are not afraid of death, they will come just to do it. I see that Jiang Lizhengbao

If you have them for a while, can you protect them for a lifetime?”

Ye Xiaochai said: "The boss, Yi Niang and others all learn bamboo weaving with Erhua. I also want to learn it. It's so boring to stay in the store all day long."

Liang Chuan said: "Xiaochai, Yi Niang and others are not as smart as you. If they can find someone who is suitable for viewing the store, I will not let you show up here. You will have to be competent for more important positions in the future, and now you are just letting you.

Do you want to retreat before you even start your exercise?"

"Okay, I'll listen to you, my boss." Ye Xiaochai said nothing when she heard Liang Chuan speak sincerely.

Liang Chuan led Zhaodi back to Fengshan.

Today, Fengshan’s attitude towards Liang Chuan seems to be a little different!

In the past, when the villagers in Fengshan saw Liang Chuan, they didn't recognize Liang Chuan because they didn't know each other, and they went there with their own things. Today, it was different. The villagers on the road met Liang Chuan and were so kind.

He called out "Sanlang!", and he was not alone, almost all the villagers.

The villagers' faces did not have an artificial expression, but a kind of gratitude from the bottom of their hearts, which made Liang Chuan almost give him a gift to everyone. These were villagers who had not dealt with much on weekdays.

Zhaodi also felt strange, how friendly the villagers today said, "San brother, what good things have you done? Why do the villagers today seem a little different and become enthusiastic!"

The monk Liang Chuan was confused and scratched the back of his head, and said politely: "I don't know, and I didn't do anything, it's strange."

In a flash, we walked to the construction site where the new house was built. It was almost noon. Master Luocheng set up a stove and was cooking soup. Many people lined up with bowls and chopsticks to prepare for the meal. They saw Liang Chuan coming.

, they immediately put the bowl behind their backs and greeted Liang Chuan.

The food on the ground is very simple. The days when the master works outside are like asceticism. Generally, the belly can fill it, and few people pay attention to any nutritional issues.

I fryed a large pot of spring bamboo shoots and a pot of cabbage, but I didn’t see the meat. But a sweet smell came to my nose, sweet but not fishy, ​​and the taste was greedy.

"You are here just in time. Today, the children caught a few fresh black greens in the stream, jumping around, they all put them in the pot and boiled soup, put a few pieces of tofu, and the boss made a bowl of good fortune?" Zhao Fada saw

Liang Chuan smiled and lifted the handle on the lid of the pot. He saw that the white and thick soup in the pot was rolling. Several large pieces of chopped fish were snow-white and white. On it were a few bright red wolfberry particles, three or five

The green onions are just right.

"It smells so good! But I'm starving to death, and I haven't eaten yet!" Liang Chuan was overjoyed when he saw the pot of fish soup, and his throat kept shaking. He took the large thick porcelain bowl handed over by Zhao Fada and made a bowl of fish.

Soup.

The fish soup was snow-white and hot. Liang Chuan pouted his mouth and blew it hard for a long time, for fear that the fish soup would burn his mouth. After taking a sip, it turned out to be so sweet that it was so fresh that it exploded in his mouth, leaving a fragrance on his mouth.

The food of this era is really not discounted at all. Every one is a pure natural delicacy. Whether it is produced in the fields or animals, there are no additives, and there are no artificial feeding ingredients. Every cell is full of the most essence of food.

The taste is a simple pot of fish soup, which is the gift of nature to mankind.

Seeing Liang Chuan drinking happily, Zhao Fada advised: "How is it taste like? There is so much fish in the pot. Don't just drink soup. You can eat the meat together. If you eat too much, you can't finish it!"

After drinking the sweet and hot fish soup, the fine sweat beads on Liang Chuan's forehead suddenly oozed out, and his mouth never stopped for a moment. After a long time, he couldn't bear to stop and then said, "It tastes good!"

We just wanted to be polite with our boss, but we thought that our boss would not look down on the coarse food in the broken pot and basin. We didn't expect that our boss would not put on airs at all. We took the bowl and put the soup, and we had a lot of fun drinking.

Seeing the boss drinking happily, they smiled and felt warm.

"Drink slowly, drink a pot of fish soup casually, don't burn it!" Zhao Fada's words caused everyone to burst into laughter.

Zhang San sat on a stone, holding a bowl with spring bamboo shoots and cabbage, and ate it with everyone with relish. Everyone looked at their wealthy families eating brown rice like theirs, without any disgust, and faces

With joy on it, I suddenly felt that today's dishes were much more fragrant!

"Master Jinyu, that's it. After my house is built in the village, I will serve as a school for the children in the village. It is a problem for children to write. I want to help a bunch of children and make a few sand tables to write for the children.

use!"

Zhao Fada and the others looked envious, "Boss, take out your own home as a school for the village?"

"It's no big deal to make some contribution to the village, and there's no loss."

The Luocheng masters looked at Liang Chuan one by one, and their hearts were mixed. Although they were all polite and dared not offend others in front of them, but they still worked for others in their hearts. Studying is the right way.

It is the best one. It would be great if the descendants of my own village could study with peace of mind like the children in Liangchuan and their villages, but the ancestors' skills should not be lost...

Zhao Jinyu said: "What kind of thing the boss wants to do, just say it."

Zhao Fada also answered: "You don't have to be polite. These guys have the strength. After finishing their work, they have no place to vent. These fish are just idly caught in the river. It's much better to do something than to slut out.

.”

"Okay, since that's the case, I'm not polite." Liang Chuan gestured and said to several carpenters. This is a coverless wooden box that can hold sand. The wooden wedges are nailed and flattened slightly.

You can pretend to be sand, and a few masters will understand it as soon as they hear it.

"Boss, how many children are there in the school?" Zhao Jinyu was asking how many sand tables to make.

"Bao Zheng went to tell the villagers this morning that the children in the village would come to class!"
Chapter completed!