Three Kingdoms: Becoming Stronger from the Thief Who Cut the Beard

"This matter can't be spread out, otherwise the Zhen family will be in trouble, and the eldest brother must be 'handled' immediately!"

Erfang Zhen Mao, who flashed a ruthless look in his eyes, said.

Zhang Shi's eyes widened instantly and looked at Zhen Mao in horror: "Second uncle, what did you say! How can you say that, my husband is your eldest brother!"

Chapter 015, Zhen's Family Has a Daughter, Named Zhen Jiang (New Book For Flowers [1/7])

Chapter 015, Zhen's Family Has a Daughter, Named Zhen Jiang (New Book For Flowers [1/7])

In this era, if the smallpox of ordinary families, it is certain to die.

As long as it is found, it must be 'handled' immediately.

Otherwise, not only will people not be saved, but also many people will be infected.

This has led to the fact that once someone has a sick person in their home, even the surrounding neighbors will immediately inform the government if they know of it.

If the family doesn't 'handle' it, then the government will come forward.

In this era, due to medical conditions, this disease is equivalent to an incurable disease, and some ordinary people classify these things as punishments from God.

Therefore, a pox god came into being. Every year, the government would bring the people to worship the pox god.

In order to cure diseases and avoid disasters.

Zhang's helplessness did not bring any sympathy.

Of course, the rest of Zhen's three rooms are not only considering whether there will be any disaster for Zhen's.

In Zhen's situation, the probability of such a thing happening is almost non-existent.

But they care about something else.

Zhen's wealthy estate!

As Zhen Yi as the long house, most of the Zhen family's property is of course all in Zhen Yi's hands.

But if Zhen Yi were to die, then the Zhen family's wealth would naturally be distributed to the rest of the houses.

Zhen Mao, who is the second room, should have the most points.

So when the three rooms came, they had already negotiated, and the ones who got the most points would naturally contribute the most.

After Zhen Yi fell ill, Sanfang had already quietly contacted him.

"Sister-in-law, my brother is seriously ill and we, the younger brother, naturally can't bear to watch it. If the elder brother has other diseases, our brother can't look at it like this even if he visits the world, but the elder brother suffers from a sore!"

The second room Zhen Mao said bitterly: "If we don't handle it well, our entire Zhen family will be unlucky."

Zhang Shi shook his head while crying.

She is not an ignorant person, can she not know what the third room wants to do so quickly.

"No, as long as the husband still has a breath left, I can't do this. If the three uncles are afraid, then they will cut off contact with us." Zhang Shi shook his head and said.

Zhen Mao's face gradually became ugly.

I saw him grit his teeth and look at Zhang Shi.

It seems that if this trouble is not solved, then the other three rooms will not succeed.

So Zhen Mao said with gloomy eyes: "Sister-in-law, eldest brother suffers from scabies, if the government finds out about this, it will be a matter of the big house. There are several children."

"After two years, Yan'er will be filial piety, doesn't my sister-in-law think about the children?"

As soon as Zhen Mao's truth came out, Zhang's face changed greatly, and then his legs became weak and he fell to the ground.

Mrs Zhang could hear that her second uncle was threatening her.

Just when she was at a loss, Zhen Jiang, dressed in a white dress and a white fox fur, came slowly from the backyard.

"Jiang Er...you...why are you here?"

Zhang Shi wanted to struggle to get up, but he had no strength.

"Mother."

Zhen Jiang, who came to Zhang's side, helped his mother up.

From the beginning to the end, he did not look at the many uncles.

"Mother, do you remember a story my father told us before?" Zhen Jiang looked at his mother and said.

Zhang Shi shook her head, she was in the mood to think about this at this time.

"Mother, I still remember what my father said, that year my father sold horses to Liaodong, and there were few people in Liaodong's bitter cold. When my father and his family went to a mountain pass, they were surrounded by a pack of wolves."

"At that time, there were only a few people around my father, and it was hard to beat the wolves."

As Zhen Jiang spoke, he helped his mother beat the dust on her body.

The second room, Zhen Mao, and the other two rooms all listened to Zhen Jiang's words.

"Everyone thought they were about to die, but my father came up with a plan to cut the war horse that was sold, and then drive it away, so that the wolves had their prey, and they all left, and finally my father returned home safely."

The story is very simple, if you usually hear it, it is just a thrilling survival story.

But at a time like this, the metaphor is more than appropriate.