A piece of paper

Chapter 151
Mr. Chen Wu was speechless for a moment.

What did he want?
Naturally, you are going to die. You will be hacked to death, burned to death, pushed off the cliff, knocked into a tree, and killed by more than 200 bandits in the village.
You can die any way you want, as long as you don't show up here alive!
Chen Lao Wu smiled sincerely, "What can Grandpa Wu think? I just want you to have smooth sailing - why is the coachman so useless!" Chen Lao Wu retorted, "Go and find out who rented these cars. Coachman, you made our third son suffer such a terrible crime!"

Xianjin glanced at Mr. Chen Wu, her face was as usual, but she pursed her lips calmly, her hands were trembling slightly hidden in her sleeves, and the little coal ball on her left side also looked out of breath and stuck. white appearance;

Mother Zhang on the right is a veteran. She has lived in the Chen family for 20 years. She dares to say anything crazy. She immediately shouted, "Check! What's the use of checking!? Tell me, kick them all out! Tell the dealer to pay!" ! Pay ten times the money!"

Seeing this look, Mr. Chen Wu felt relieved - it was probably something that went wrong by mistake, which allowed these vegetables to escape death.

If we really meet the group of people from Baochanduo Temple, how can they come back alive, whether they are old or young?

"Yes, yes! You are right!" Mr. Chen Wu showed his face, stepped forward with a smile and helped Li Sanshun attentively, "It's all because the servants are not doing things well, and I have suffered a lot - tonight I paid for two pots of pear blossoms out of my own pocket. Bai, pick up the wind for the big guys."

Then he looked at Chen Fu, whose legs were weak from the heat and his face was red, and said with concern, "A Fu can't drink it. A Chai, you can help drink up A Fu's wine."

Chen Chai arched his back, "Drink, drink! It's only natural to help your brother drink!"

Mr. Chen Wu laughed "haha" and added, "Don't drink too much while singing, and then ask him to play matchmaker! His bones are fragile and weak, so he needs to take good care of himself for a few days."

Everyone in Jie Feng laughed.

Xian Jin: Hahaha.

It’s like entering the South Zhili·Holaisuan Acting Awards!
As a group of people, you help me and I help you walk in. Mr. Chen Wu deliberately walked at the end. He lowered his eyes and lowered his head and told Chief Sui Lu'er, "Go and find out about Baochanduo Temple."

Lu Er, who thought he was about to be airdropped into the bandits' den, raised his head in horror, "Me?"

Like a shrimp soldier who suddenly received the task of assassinating Tang Monk, Lu Er revealed his stupidity in his grief and anger, "I don't even know where the hiding place is!"

Who the hell knows where the bandit's lair is?

What kind of heartless bandit would invite you: The door of my house is always open, waiting for you with open arms? !

"I want you to go to the bottom of the mountain to ask for money! Is there any movement on the mountain? For example, has the government sent troops to suppress the bandits? After all, this is a large village with more than 200 people. If there is any movement, it will definitely spread to the bottom of the mountain!" Mr. Chen Wu Hate Tie Bu Cheng Gang rebuked, and quickly raised his head, and at a glance he saw the straight back in the crowd, "We have done many businesses with Bao Chan Duo Temple, and we have never failed. This time we all put people in our mouths." It's gone, it actually flew away? I'm afraid something might happen."

He can do this.

Lu Er nodded and ran out quickly.

However, Lu Er didn't come back until he was locked up. Mr. Chen Wu lay uneasily on the bed and squinted his eyes, watching the white lanterns swaying and swaying in the corridor. He turned over and saw the white lanterns reflected on the small curtains. The light of the lantern flickered, flickered.

The old wife next to her, Mr. Lu, closed her eyes and kicked his butthole hard, "If you don't feel restless, go over to Mr. Huo's place to make soup!"

Mr. Chen Wu half-covered his buttocks, a little helpless and a little angry, "I don't know who I am worrying about for!"

"For whom?" Mrs. Lu closed her eyes and sneered, "For you and Mr. Huo's seed! I gave birth to a girl who got married early. Isn't it that you spent the Chen family's money to pave the way for that little girl? How old are we? Already? Over 50! How many more years can you live? You cheated and tricked others into bringing money home, and you have to take it all to the grave!"

Mr. Chen Wu's CPU failed and he pulled out the quilt. In front of his old wife, the mask finally cracked.

"I'm not doing it for the money!"

Mr. Chen Wu suppressed his face and roared. After finishing his voice hoarse, he looked at the verandah like a thief and saw that no one in the verandah had red eyes and bulging veins. "I'm not angry! Why should the entire Chen family have to support the elders?" Fang? Why!? Why is he the elder brother? If he dies, Lao Liu and I will continue to pretend to be crazy and act stupid to provide for his son!?"

"Chen Fu and his eldest brother can do whatever they want if they don't deal with him. What about me? If I say anything against eldest brother, I am a treacherous son! An evil deed! It is contrary to heaven! When we were children, did we lack great virtue in our previous lives and were reincarnated into this world? Brother?!"

Mr. Chen Wu suppressed his roar after several words - he did not dare to let go of his voice, this was in the Chen family, and he had no home.

"I just want to watch the Chen family fall into my hands step by step! I want to turn the Chen family into my Chen family!" - This sentence was stuck in my throat, and I didn't dare to say it out.

Lu's back was motionless, as if she was asleep.

Mr. Chen Wu was panting. He took a few deep breaths and finally calmed down. Instead of carrying the quilt to Huo's place, he lay down on the wooden board under the bed.

It’s best to sleep after venting.

Mr. Chen Wu closed his eyes. He didn't know how much time had passed. He was half asleep and half awake when he heard someone calling the clock at the corner of the wall. "It's three o'clock at midnight. May you be safe and happy!" The sound of the clock was slow and fast.

Mr. Chen Wu opened his eyes suddenly, and his old wife on the bed was awakened. She muttered, "If everything is safe, everything is safe. Changle is chewing words, who can understand." Then he turned over and fell asleep.

noon the next day.

Outside the Xuancheng Mansion, Le'an Restaurant was a mixed bag of people and snakes. There was a drunken Mengzi lying on the stairs who did not know whether he was alive or dead. There were gamblers who were beaten with blood all over their bodies by whips. There were also prostitutes and musicians leaning on the railings to solicit customers. .

This is a free place outside the city.

Refugees without household registration, fugitives who have committed crimes, and second-rate kids who have been chased by the Qian family and have no home to return to. This is a place outside the city that can accommodate them and have fun all day long with wine.

Outside this dilapidated and rancid wine shop, a businessman who wrapped himself tightly lifted up his clothes in a hurry and followed the waiter to the private room on the second floor. When he opened the door, he couldn't help but be startled.

"who are you?"

Mr. Chen Wu took off his mask.

The man in front of him, no, he should be called a child, was thin and short, and his eyes looked at him timidly.

"Where's the Thirteenth Master?" Mr. Chen Wu was a little anxious.

The little boy pointed to his throat and shook his head.

"Are you mute?" Master Chen Wu asked.

The little boy nodded, took out a letter from the bag and handed it to Mr. Chen Wu.

Chen Wu grabbed it eagerly, opened it tremblingly, and quickly looked down——

"The mountains and forests were burned, and the camps were moved. I regretted letting him go. I sent a mute son to avenge him."

Chen Wuru, a drowning man, finally saw the light of day. He took a long breath, saw there were words behind him, and turned over decisively——

"To spend money on relocation and reconstruction, you need to pay 3000 taels."

Chen Wu was frozen in place.

You got hit by a fire, and you asked me to pay for it?

Begging or robbing? !

Go grab it!

Wouldn't it be faster to grab it!

The little mute took out another letter from his arms and handed it to Chen Wu.

Chen Wu quickly opened it and found two pieces of paper. One was a cover with only one line of words, "Accounts of the twelfth lunar month of Baochanduo Temple in the ninth year of Zhaode", and the other one said -

"If you don't pay, this account will appear at the gate of Chen Mansion tomorrow."

Well, you are robbing him!
The twelfth lunar month of the ninth year of Zhaode was the day Li Laozhang died in vain!
A surge of anger rose in the back of Mr. Chen Wu's head. He squinted his eyes and looked at the mute behind the table with a dark look.

If you dare to rob him, why not kill him now!
Ya'er shrank back in fear and pointed at the tightly covered wooden door in the southeast corner.

Behind the wooden door, there was the sound of a tea cup being placed on the table.

The anger on the back of Mr. Chen Wu's head quickly faded - in the mountains and forests, when you see a young beast, don't act rashly, there must be a strong herd behind it.

(End of this chapter)