20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 10 Jiang Xiaodao

At night, the sky was covered with dark clouds and the north wind howled, making the doors and windows crackle.

Jiang Xiaodao opened his eyes drowsily, only to see the darkness all around him. He didn't know where he was, but through the glimmer of light coming through the crack in the door, he could see clearly that there was a pile of things piled up under the wall in front of him. Stacks of firewood.

It seems to be a warehouse.

The left half of his cheek was swollen, squeezing his eyes so hard that he could barely open them just a slit.

Jiang Xiaodao wanted to raise his hands and rub them, but found that his hands and feet were tied up with hemp ropes.

Faintly, I could hear the sound of conversation next door.

"Hey! Is anyone out of breath?" Jiang Xiaodao shouted, "Big gaping teeth?"

However, the only response he received was the whining sound of the old north wind.

"Hey! If you want to kidnap someone, why don't you ask me in advance? I don't have a father or a mother! Even if I have a father and a mother, my family doesn't have the money to ransom someone!"

Jiang Xiaodao shouted several times in succession, but when no one answered outside the door, he finally became anxious.

"Big gaping teeth! Fuck you! Are you all fucking mute? Didn't you hear daddy talking to you? Every one of them counts, they are all my fucking sons! Sons, give daddy a whole bowl of water to drink!"

After scolding like this for a long time, my voice became a little hoarse, and then I heard a loud bang on the door.

But I saw a figure standing at the door, sternly threatening: "If you scold me again, your tongue will be pierced!"

Jiang Xiaodao was agitated and immediately shut his mouth. He moved towards the house while staring at the silhouette at the door.

"Big... big gap-toothed child?"

The visitor didn't answer. He strode forward, grabbed the collar of his neck, and dragged him out.

Jiang Xiaodao looked around in panic. This place looked like an ordinary farmhouse.

When they arrived at the door of the main house, the visitor couldn't help but raise his leg towards Jiang Xiaodao and give him a kick.

Jiang Xiaodao threw an "old lady under the bed" in response, turned around, and when his eyes slowly adjusted to the light, he recognized that the other person was Gong Baonan who slapped him in the mouth.

"Why is it you again? Aren't you going to slap me to death? My good son!"

This time, Gong Baonan neither took action nor wasted any words with him. He just turned around silently, closed the door, walked around the river path, and sat down on a chair in a muffled voice.

Jiang Xiaodao followed his footsteps, raised his head and glanced at the situation in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.

But I saw that the lights in the house were brightly lit, the oil lamps were flickering, and the firewood in the stove was burning brightly.

There were five big men sitting on an earthen bed. One of them had a bald head with only half of his face, and his eyes were fierce, like a glaring King Kong in a Buddhist hall. The two young men, Gong Baonan and Guan Wei, You can only sit in the lower position.

For a moment, Jiang Xiaodao was in a trance, feeling as if he had descended into the underworld. The few people in front of him were not human beings, they were clearly the Judge of Hell, with bull heads and horse faces!
No matter how impoverished this kid was, he instantly softened when he saw the battle in front of him.

Jiang Xiaodao tried to search for Da Hua Ya Zi in the crowd, but unfortunately found nothing.

"You... who are you?"

Jiang Chenghai rolled up his sleeves, leaned down and grinned: "We are good people."

Everyone burst into laughter.

Jiang Xiaodao suddenly realized that this person was the old man who was listening to the book at the intersection, so he quickly admitted his mistake.

"Uncle, I shouldn't have stolen your money bag. I was wrong. I was so wrong! I have no father and no mother. I really couldn't survive and that's why I embarked on this path. You don't care about the faults of villains. Please spare me this." Just once!”

Upon hearing this, Jiang Chenghai immediately frowned and turned to look at Gong Baonan.

"This kid is not as stubborn as you say."

Gong Baonan was startled for a moment: "I guess I was scared when I saw too many people."

Someone on the kang immediately started teasing you: "Old Qi, I think you are too fair and you can't even control a little kid!"

Guan Wei cheered from the side: "I think so. You can't escape the world with your appearance, so go find a bitch to feed yourself!"

Gong Baonan couldn't get off the stage for a while, so he turned to look at Jiang Xiaodao and cursed: "Young man, you're pretty good at reading and ordering food. Where was your arrogance just now?"

Jiang Xiaodao was not stupid. He could tell at a glance who was the boss in the room. No matter what others said, he would just cry to Jiang Chenghai alone.

"Uncle, I was blinded by lard and poked in my eye with a dung fork. I was so hungry that I went out to steal it. I'll pay you back, please let me go." Jiang Chenghai curled his lips: "Of course you should return the money you stole from me, but if I just let you go for nothing, how will the brothers on the road think of me in the future?"

"What do you want?"

"It's not too much to ask for your arm, right?"

Jiang Xiaodao was dumbfounded: "No, no, no, uncle! It's not a crime, it's really not a crime! It's already hard enough for me to be alone. If you cut off my arm again, you'll kill me! Our old Jiang family will be extinct!" "

"Huh? Your surname is Jiang?" Jiang Chenghai became interested, "Which Jiang?"

Jiang Xiaodao was stunned for a moment, rolled his eyes, and asked on the spot: "Uncle, which Jiang are you?"

There was a thin man with a beard on the kang. When he saw this situation, he nodded slightly and praised: "You are not very old. At this time, you still know how to be clever. Not bad, not bad!"

Jiang Chenghai stopped playing riddles and smiled: "My surname is Jiang, from Dajiang Dahe."

When Jiang Xiaodao heard this, he immediately became energetic.

"Hey! Uncle, there's a misunderstanding! We were a family 500 years ago. If we go back and look up our family tree, I might be your nephew from far away!"

The crowd laughed again.

"You're pretty good at finding relatives!"

"It's not that we are relatives, we are relatives!" When Jiang Xiaodao saw that things were turning around, he immediately climbed up the pole, "Uncle, for the sake of our fellow clansmen, can't I pay you back the money?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Chenghai waved his hand.

"Since we are from the same sect, what else do we have? Besides, don't you feel bad about finally stealing some money and getting it back?"

What does this mean?
Jiang Xiaodao was a little confused: "I didn't understand."

"I can give you the money. But you have to take it according to your ability!"

"Uncle, I don't have the ability, why don't I want this money?"

Jiang Chenghai shook his head: "It's easy to invite gods but hard to send them away!"

Jiang Xiaodao said with a sad face: "With my little arms and legs, I can't beat you!"

"Who said I'm going to fight you?"

"Then what do you mean?"

Jiang Chenghai suddenly took out a box gun from his sleeve and put it on the edge of the kang with a "pop" sound.

"You put the money bag on your head, and I shoot you. If I hit you, not only will the money bag belong to you, but I will also give you five taels of silver to help your fellow clan members. How about that?"

Jiang Xiaodao couldn't figure it out: "It doesn't seem to have anything to do with whether I have the ability or not!"

"Boldness is also a skill!" Jiang Chenghai explained, "When I shoot, you have to stand still. You can't run or move, so that the money can be given to you. If you run and move, you will be shot to death. You deserve it. "

Jiang Xiaodao swallowed and asked quietly: "Is there no other way to choose?"

Jiang Chenghai shook his head: "If you want to pay back the money, you have to leave an arm. Do you want to become disabled, or do you want to take a gamble and take the money to go home for the New Year?"

Everyone cheered in response.

"Young man, leave one arm and pull him down!"

"With less arms, you can still make a living. If you go out on the streets to beg for food, others will see you as pitiful, and they may be able to reward you two more!"

"Our eldest brother is not very accurate with his marksmanship. He shot you dead in the middle of the night with bad eyesight, but there is no one to bury you!"

Jiang Chenghai leaned forward, blocking the oil lamp with his generous figure, and the room seemed to be half dark immediately.

"Boy, how are you? Do you dare to play?"

Gong Baonan and Guan Wei also narrowed their eyes, waiting for this boy's reply like everyone else.

Jiang Xiaodao was provoked and thought for a moment, then his face changed into a look of anger and his neck was stiff.

"Just have fun, it's your mouth, not your butthole, don't be lazy!"

(End of this chapter)