"How good can we live elsewhere? How can we live if we go? Although our Hancheng is hard, the resources are still abundant. People can also bully their lives when they go elsewhere. How can we live so easily? We can only endure it!"

Nympho

After hearing the people's words, Liao Qing frowned. Fortunately, they rushed over in advance.

I always thought that the situation in Hancheng was not optimistic, but I didn’t expect it to be so optimistic.

The people have no way to seek justice, and their lives are despised.

From the moment he received the official seal, he felt the responsibility and burden on his body. When he really saw this scene, it seemed to be heavier than he had imagined.

"This old man, the matter has happened. You are sad. Where are you living? Let's take you home and rest first."

It is not advisable to say much in public.

Old Man Zhou cried in his eyes, "I don't want to live anymore. I am alone now. I don't have land and son, so I can't live anymore. You are all kind-hearted people, but I really don't want to live anymore...

"

Xu Jiaojiao said, "Old man, don't think so, who will spare no effort! Take a step back and say that your son is dead like this. You are his only living relative, and you should seek justice for him.

No? We can help you..."

The sound behind is a little bit smaller, afraid of being too crowded.

The last sentence is only enough for Old Man Zhou to hear it alone.

Old Man Zhou was half-believing and half-doubted. He looked at Xu Jiaojiao, then Liao Qing and the others. He might think that this group of people was different, so he inexplicably raised a stream of hope.

"My home is in Xuezi Lane in the city..."

Over there, Che Zhengting had already driven the carriage over, helped Old Man Zhou up and took him home.

The crowd dispersed and the carriage walked.

"This team of travelers looked at him, but unexpectedly he was a kind-hearted..."

"The people in our Hancheng dare not meddle in so many other people's business. Everyone protects themselves. I hope they can really persuade Old Man Zhou not to die, which is also a merit of a life."

"I'm a little unfavorable. How could they fight against the officials in the Hancheng City? The officials in the world are just as dark as we ordinary people, and there is no way to be bullied. Could it be that they have to go to the officials to argue? That official

Will anyone care about the family?"

Nympho

When Liao Qing and the others heard these gossips, their minds became heavier.

These people have no confidence in the government office to this extent. What is the situation in Hancheng now? It seems that they have to spend some time carefully.

Since he has received the official seal and came to Hancheng, he must manage it well. Not to mention the distance, at least, he must have clear politics and stable people's hearts. Only in this way can he have no worries, Hancheng will become better, Hancheng will become

OK, the border of Daxiang Country can be peaceful.

***

The Hancheng is built in the world of ice and snow. Most of the houses are made of stones and mortar is applied. They are simple and firm, and can withstand the howling wind, snow and cold.

Most of them are low bungalows, with few tall buildings, and those who can build high houses are rich families in the city. Just from the height of the house, the status of their owners can be roughly seen.

Old Man Zhou took Liao Qing and his group back to his home.

Old Man Zhou’s home is in a stone courtyard. It is not big, and the stone walls are a bit mottled and worn.

After entering the yard, Liao Qing and others discovered that it was not only his family who lived in this quadrangle courtyard, but also two other families, and the three families formed a quadrangle courtyard together.

Old Man Zhou introduced that this is a house passed down from his ancestors, and it has been around for a long time, otherwise he would not be able to build a house now.

After entering the house, Che Zhengting closed the door and stood at the door.

Old Man Zhou rubbed his hands, "I've neglected you guys. I have no preparation here. I'll go and boil some hot water first..."

"No need, stop busy, you can sit down first, let's ask a few questions." Liao Qing said.

Xu Jiaojiao and the others looked around. The furnishings in the room were extremely simple. There were a small wooden table with a bumpy pit on it and a few chairs. It looked loose, but I was afraid that the fat man would not dare to do it.

Sit on it.

There are cold pots and stoves in the kitchen, a water tank beside the wall, and a small pickled jar, which pickles some of the most common radishes, and there are two large and small cabbages underground.

In addition, there is nothing.

You know, the New Year has just passed!

Even the few families in Xujia Village who are so poor that they are not like this!

Most people usually have enemas and bacon hanging on the walls for a long time around the Chinese New Year, and there are no dried chickens and smoked ducks on them.

The few people were in a heavy heart. Erya, who had always been very interested, saw that the situation in this family was not good and remained silent.

In this case, it is not that easy to burn a pot of hot water. It takes half a day to make a fire. Old Man Zhou sat down embarrassedly and said, "I'm negligent, I'm negligent..."

Liao Qing waved his hand and sat down.

"Old man, when did your son enter the gambling house?"

When it comes to the gambling house, Old Man Zhou felt angry, "It was still the matter before the New Year, it was around mid-October. I don't know which one of them fooled my son in. My son never went there before.

That kind of place!”

"Tian Qi is still in your hands, right?"

Old Man Zhou nodded, "I'm still here, I'm not willing to give it up, so I didn't hand it over, but they come to ask for it every day, which is even more fierce than the life-seeking impermanence ghost. I, a commoner, can't beat them? What's the matter?

No more, I will…”

Liao Qing: "It's good to be there, keep it in hand, don't give it to them."

Land and property are the livelihood of Old Man Zhou. Without land, how can Old Man Zhou live? As for what the gambling house said that they had lost and belonged to them, that was a quarrel.

If it is proved in the future that Zhou Xiaochai, the son of Old Man Zhou, was deceived, then the bet would be a piece of waste paper, and Tian would still be Zhou’s.

But this sentence was obviously biased, Ji Fu smiled and said, "This sentence does not fit your identity."

"well!"

Old Man Zhou sighed, leaned weakly on the back of the chair, clattering the loose chair, "What if I don't give it? Isn't they planning to be my acres of land! Then bet on me

I have read it and it was indeed Xiao Chai who painted it. Besides, the gambling house is powerful, and it is said that the chief clerk is backed by me, how can I afford to provoke me? Sooner or later I will give it to them."

Ji Fu looked at Liao Qing and said to Old Man Zhou: "Old man, do you know that Hancheng wants a new county magistrate?"

Old Man Zhou nodded. Everyone knew about this. He had said it before. I wonder what the merchant mentioned this matter again.
Chapter completed!