20 years of the Republic of China

Chapter 11
As soon as Jiang Xiaodao said these words, the way everyone looked at him changed slightly.

"He really wants money rather than his life!"

Jiang Xiaodao didn't care that it was a nice thing to say, and he had his own excuse.

"In these days, if you want money, you will lose your life! If you don't have money, your life will be ruined. If you cut your flesh with a knife, you will die sooner or later! If you have money, you will eat your elbow every time. Even if you go out and be struck by lightning, you will live a happy life!"

The group of people in the room were either from gangsters or gangsters. There was no one who was a good person, so they all believed in this statement.

Especially Jiang Chenghai, when he heard this, he was filled with joy. The more he looked at this boy, the closer he felt.

"Boy, you can't just talk about it. Are you brave? You have to see the truth and not regret it?"

"I said it without any regrets!" Jiang Xiaodao raised his face, "Which old man could open his eyes and help Xiaodao loosen his ties?"

Jiang Chenghai winked, and Gong Baonan had no choice but to walk over reluctantly.

As soon as the hemp rope was loosened, Jiang Xiaodao stretched his muscles.

Jiang Chenghai stood up and picked up the box gun: "Let's go, stand still in the yard."

"Wait a minute!"

"What's wrong?"

Jiang Xiaodao raised his fists: "Uncle, let me be clear first. I am not doubting your shooting skills. But it is so cold outside now. If you shiver, Xiaodao's life will be gone. Before leaving, can you give me a bowl of rice?" "

Jiang Chenghai nodded and ordered: "Go find Mrs. Zhao and bring you a bowl of rice!"

Needless to say, the one who contributed the most was Lao Qi, who ranked last.

After drinking some tea, Gong Baonan returned to the house and handed Jiang Xiaodao a bowl.

A tall bowl of rice, topped with half a spoonful of lard, two drops of soy sauce, and two cabbage sticks.

Jiang Xiaodao took a spoon and stirred it up. There was a gust of wind and residual clouds, and his mouth was shiny with oil.

After eating, he licked his mouth and burped twice. Jiang Chenghai asked with a smile: "Are you full? Can you leave this time?"

"Wait a minute!"

"What happened again?" everyone asked.

"I have never tasted food or water in my life. Come and have a bowl of wine!"

Gong Baonan opened his mouth and scolded: "Baby, you're using this as a fucking restaurant, right?"

Everyone looked bored, but Jiang Chenghai was still smiling. The more he looked at this kid, the more he felt like himself back then.

"Hahaha, good boy, Lao Qi, bring him half a bowl of wine."

"Big brother..."

"go with!"

Gong Baonan had no choice but to hold his breath and went to the kitchen to pour half a bowl of wine.

Jiang Xiaodao took it and smelled it. He originally planned to raise his head and drink it all like the heroes mentioned by the storyteller, but as soon as the wine entered his throat, he immediately choked and vomited it out.

"Okay!" Jiang Chenghai slapped his thigh, "I've eaten the rice and tasted the wine. Do you have any other requests this time?"

Jiang Xiaodao looked around, swallowed, and asked quietly: "Are there any ladies?"

This time, before Jiang Chenghai could say anything, Gong Baonan immediately stepped forward and grabbed the collar of Jiang Xiaodao's neck, raised his leg and kicked him into the yard.

The north wind was blowing outside the house, and there were sounds of humming coming from the pig pen in the corner of the yard.

Jiang Xiaodao couldn't help but shudder.

Jiang Chenghai raised the muzzle of his gun and raised his chin: "Boy, stand still. This is my man's business. You must keep your word and don't let everyone laugh."

The matter has reached this point, there is no retreat, and no one can outrun a bullet.

Jiang Xiaodao had no choice but to grit his teeth and walk to the middle of the yard, stroke the money bag with his hands, blew into it again, making it as smooth as possible, and then put it on his head.

"Uncle, please be careful. If you can't, find a wall to lean against. Stay safe!"

Everyone shouted: "Stop talking nonsense, stand up straight and move around. Why are your calves trembling? Are you scared?"

Jiang Xiaodao wiped his face: "It's freezing! Who is afraid of whose son!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes and suddenly felt that it would be good to die like this.

I ate the food and tasted the wine. That night in the Wang Mansion was considered a big event!Now one shot to the head and a happy death. This miserable life can be considered a profit if it can be shot. You can go down to reunite with your parents as soon as possible. What more can I ask for? "bring it on!"

"boom!"

Jiang Chenghai didn't hesitate at all. He raised his hand and the sound of gunshots started, resounding throughout the winter night.

Jiang Xiaodao felt a strong wind blowing from the Tianling Cover, and then there was a "pop" sound, and the money bag fell to the ground. He slowly opened his eyes, only to see the group of people striding towards him.

Jiang Chenghai looked serious. He stepped forward and clamped Jiang Xiaodao's cheeks, thrust the handle of the gun into his mouth, stirred it up hard, took it out and looked down, and saw that the handle of the gun was covered with saliva. He couldn't help shouting loudly. laughing out loud.

"Hahahahaha! One shot in the head, there is still saliva in the mouth, you are brave enough, you will be a person in the future!"

Jiang Chenghai raised a big hand, patted Jiang Xiaodao on the shoulder, and asked, "What's your name, good boy?"

"Jiang Xiaodao."

"Any relatives at home?"

"My family is in a state of decline, I have no father or mother, my relatives are hiding, my friends are far away, so I have to do it all by myself!"

"Where is your ancestral home?"

"When you take root, regardless of your ancestral home, you drink the water of the Songhua River, eat the wild game from the Baishan Mountains, and mix in the rivers and lakes of Fengtian."

"What ability do you have?"

"My parents taught me how to recognize a few words, how to write articles, and how to make excuses and eliminate people. I'm self-taught!"

"Who did you learn this skill from?"

"The streets are full of storytellers. I'm going to sell idiots. I have a hammer here and a stick here and there, and I'm self-taught!"

"Hahahaha!" Jiang Chenghai hugged Jiang Xiaodao, "Good boy, I don't believe in fate, but we are really in love and we are from the same clan. You have no father or mother, and I have no children. To be honest , would you like to call me dad?"

Jiang Xiaodao was clever. Seeing that this man was not only well-dressed, but also had a box gun in his hand, and was surrounded by his brothers. Even a fool could guess that he was either a gangster or a gangster, so he immediately knelt down. Yelled: "Dad!"

When he shouted, several other people were a little flustered.

"Brother, this guy is still useful. Why don't you think about it again?"

"We can't get too close to him now."

"Yes, the old man's business is not finished yet."

"If you tell the truth now, you may not be able to keep him."

Jiang Chenghai was in high spirits, so of course he couldn't listen to these words. He immediately waved his hand and said, "Why are you panicking! Why didn't I understand what the old man told me?"

Everyone knew his temper, so they had no choice but to shut up and say nothing.

Jiang Chenghai knelt down and said with a smile: "Son, although we have recognized each other today, I still have some things to do recently, and I may not be able to take care of you for a while. Don't pick on dad."

"Don't choose! Just have something to eat!" Jiang Xiaodao suddenly remembered something, "That's right, uncle, no, dad, that bag of money..."

"Of course the money is yours, but you can't spend it now."

"why?"

"Your neighbors all know that you are a poor man. If you suddenly have so much money, what do you say when people ask you?"

Jiang Xiaodao was speechless for a moment: "Picked it up?"

Jiang Chenghai shook his head: "No one will believe this lie. You always know about the theft of the royal residence in Nancheng, right? You suddenly have so much money, aren't you afraid that others will doubt you?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaodao felt uncomfortable.

"Dad, you don't know, that Wang's residence is..."

Jiang Chenghai immediately waved his hand: "You took out my money bag at the intersection today, and someone might have seen it. If I just let you go back like this, it would easily make people suspicious, so you have to act in a play with dad, okay? Do you want to use it?"

"What play? How to act?"

"It's a good performance. I just gritted my teeth and got over it."

Jiang Xiaodao was stunned. Before he could understand what he meant, Jiang Chenghai suddenly held down his hand, turned around, picked up the hatchet, and without any explanation, chopped it into pieces.

Jiang Xiaodao's wail immediately spread throughout the entire West City.

(End of this chapter)