They were making a lot of noise. It was morning again, and there were only about ten households in the alley, so everyone else knew exactly what happened to the two households in front.
Some of these people participated in the theft, while others knew about it but did not participate in it, but they did not stop it. Everyone was doing their own thing and did not want to cause trouble.
But in Wen Ya's eyes, even if he had not participated in this matter, it was a side crime and could not be tolerated.
When we arrived at the third house, we saw that the courtyard doors were all open, so there was no need to kick them. Standing at the door were two middle-aged men, who looked like two brothers. Both of them looked unruly and looked at Wen Ya provocatively.
They were holding two rusty broadswords in their hands, and they didn't know where they had stolen them. And at their feet was a brand new hoe. Zhufeng recognized it at a glance as the one they had just bought yesterday.
Bundle.
"Hey, I thought she was some powerful person, but she turned out to be a crazy woman. Look at her like this. Oh, she's really scary. She also has a sword in her hand. She's so scary." One of them was very pretentious.
It's a shameful thing to do.
The other man, who was worthy of being his brother, also agreed, "It's really embarrassing for a man to have a weakling next to him..."
Before he finished speaking, he received a strong blow to the chest, and then he flew backwards and fell into the dirty courtyard. He vomited a mouthful of blood, curled up in a ball and was so painful that he couldn't get up.
Everything happened so fast. The man who was still standing at the door felt a little scared when he saw his brother flying out in the blink of an eye, but he also became fierce and struck Wen Ya on the head with a knife.
He didn't learn any decent moves, he only knew the simplest chopping knife, but Wen Ya not only experienced hundreds of battles, but also practiced for more than three hundred years, so he didn't see clearly any of Wen Ya's moves.
It hurt, so I fell down and fell out.
With a cold face, Zhufeng picked up the hoe at the door, then went into the yard by himself. He walked around the yard and couldn't find any other hoe, so he gave up bitterly.
He dared to scold him for being a softie, so he said to Wen Ya: "I suggest you kick them twice more, and you have to make them suffer a little bit."
When the two brothers heard this, they hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed: "We have learned the lesson, and we will never dare to do it again in the future. Please spare our lives, Heroine."
"Cotton." Wen Ya continued.
The two brothers, who were moaning constantly after being beaten, finally realized that they had kicked the iron plate this time, and they did not dare to hide it, "The cotton wool is at Bald's house, diagonally across from us, the one with two bunches of garlic hanging at the door. We didn't take the cotton wool."
"Cotton." Wen Ya's face turned even colder.
One of the two brothers wanted to explain again, but the other one understood that no matter whether they stole the cotton or not, they would still have to pay compensation, so they quickly got up and ran into the house: "I'll get it, I'll get it, don't worry, heroine."
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After a while, he came out with two beds of cotton wool. One of them looked quite new and he didn't know where he got it. Wen Ya winked at Zhufeng, and Zhufeng stepped forward and took the new bed of cotton wool and put it on his shoulders.
Then the two left one after another.
As soon as they left the hospital, they saw three people standing on the alley. The leader of them was a bald man, who was obviously the person the two brothers were referring to just now.
The bald man looked at Wen Ya, maybe he felt that she was a prostitute, and he felt disdain in his heart. He laughed for a while, with evil on his face.
"I also wanted to know who made the noise so early in the morning that everyone couldn't sleep peacefully. It turned out to be a stinky bitch. Why, your bitch is going to cause trouble and you can't help it. Do you want some brothers to help you treat her, hahaha."
A burst of evil laughter.
Zhufeng frowned and said in disgust: "It would be best if these people are defeated." Then he stepped aside and pretended to be watching a show.
Wen Ya looked around and saw a wooden stick leaning against the wall. She put away her sword, took the stick and strode towards the bald trio.
Her movements were clean and neat, without any fancy. She directly struck down the bald arm with the knife, and she heard the bald man scream, and the arm became crooked.
The stick went down again, and the other two people also hugged their knees, one on the left and the other on the right.
The onlookers all looked horrified, and the lower half of the knee was already crooked and out of shape.
Wen Ya asked Zhufeng to go find something in the house, while she asked the bald head: "Who else is there? If you say one person, you will get one less stick. You have twenty sticks now."
The bald man yelled: "You stinky bitch, if you dare, kill me today, otherwise I will..."
Before he finished speaking, Wen Ya hit his other shoulder with a stick, and there was a "click" sound, and the bone there was also dislocated.
Baldhead screamed with pain, but he still wanted to show off and continued to scold, "You are a rotten bitch...ah..." He curled up his legs. This time, Wen Ya interrupted him directly.
Kneecap.
The onlookers gasped. They had rarely seen such ruthless tactics. People living here would have quarrels and arguments on weekdays, and some would get into serious fights.
It's so frightening to easily break a bone in the blink of an eye.
The bald head was about to faint from the pain, but Wen Ya held up the stick and looked at his whole body, as if thinking about where to hit him next.
The bald man was so frightened by her eyes that he no longer dared to be brave. His voice was trembling and he was crying, "I said, I said, I said everything..." and then told everyone who participated in the theft.
What Ling Zhufeng didn't expect was that except for the first two families, all the others did. One person from each family, a total of twelve families, and these people all confessed that they were the instigators of Baldhead. Looking at it this way, it is not unreasonable.
He got that beating.
But stealing is stealing, and admitting your mistake is not enough. In the end, Wen Ya took some daily necessities from each of the twelve families as compensation, such as a pile of dustpans, dustpans, broomsticks, and the like. Zhufeng ran six or seven times to get it.
All moved home.
At the end, Wen Ya stood in the middle of the alley, her voice was so loud and resonant that people could not help but feel awe and fear just listening to the voice, let alone the meaning behind the words:
"Today is the first time and the last time. If you dare to do it again, the next time you commit the crime of sitting down, you will end up like him." She pointed to the bald head being carried into the room.
Everyone in the alley turned pale with fright. They thought their new neighbors were easy to bully. Except for one boy and one girl, the rest were just three ignorant kids. They didn't expect that they would be kicked against such a hard iron plate this time.
Everyone, no matter what their thoughts and attitudes were towards the new neighbors before, but after that, they did not dare to show their anger in front of the new neighbors.
Qingyu Shi'an and Hong Tao took advantage of Wen Ya Zhufeng to go out to find a place, and tidied up the house. They refilled the dug holes and re-paved the overturned shops. Then the three of them worked together to clean up the house.
The inside and outside of the room were wiped clean.
Zhufeng piled a bunch of things in the corner of the courtyard, and suddenly felt that the home was a lot more fulfilling. Now he had all the tools he needed.
Because they left home early, the family of five hadn’t had breakfast yet, and they were too tired. At this time, everyone was so hungry that their stomachs growled. Hong Tao quickly lit a fire in the yard. She just bought meat in the morning, she shouted.
: "Is it good to make meat porridge?"
The fragrant meat porridge makes my mouth water just thinking about it, and several people said hello to it.
Qingyu took out the meat from Xuannv Palace and was cut into a small piece by Zhufeng. After washing it, it was cut into shreds.
Shi'an took a small bowl of rice from Qingyu, washed it, then poured cold water into the pot, and also put shredded pork in it.
The meat porridge was cooked very quickly, and the aroma wafted out in just two quarters of an hour. Qingyu took out the salt from Xuannv Temple and mixed it a little, and the aroma of the meat porridge became even stronger.
After another quarter of an hour, the rice was already soft and rotten. Qingyu took out five more broken bowls. Everyone looked at them, and Zhufeng suddenly asked: "How much silver do we have left?"
"Three taels and twenty coppers," Qingyu said. The six tools and swords bought in the morning cost a total of one tael and five cents.
Zhufeng held his chest and felt a pain: "It's only been one day, and we only have three taels of silver left. Alas...but we still have to buy a bowl."
The five people looked at the chipped and broken bowls in their hands and nodded one after another. Those who agreed couldn't agree more.