Chen Anzhi bought half a pound of meat in the West Market and went to the tavern to make some rice wine.

Many uncles and aunts I know will ask, why he has the money to buy these recently.

Chen Anzhi stopped and told them that he had rented it out and that he bought it for the customer.

After hearing this, the neighbors sincerely congratulated each other, saying that God finally opened his eyes and let the mother live a good life.

Chen Anzhi scratched his head and smiled without saying a word.

Carrying the things I bought, when they were about to arrive at the door of their house, several men suddenly emerged from the corner and surrounded Chen Anzhi.

"Boy, we guys are tight-knit. I heard that you have become rich recently and want to borrow some money from you and make some turnaround."

One of the men with scorpions tattooed on their faces said maliciously: "It's a pity that you are too thin and too dark, otherwise you could have sold it for a good price."

Chen Anzhi knew that he was going to suffer, so he stuffed the wine pot and meat into his arms, "I don't want money, I'll kill me if I have the will of you!"

Several men looked at each other. They didn't come for money, and they didn't speak when they heard this. They clenched their fists and walked over.

Chen Anzhi saw that it was not good and wanted to find a gap to escape. Unfortunately, when several people showed up, they had already calculated the position and surrounded him, so there was no place to run.

Gripping his teeth, he held his head and curled his body, squatting down, waiting for the beating to come.

He was just a teenager, so how could he resist these big and thick men?

The raindrop-like fist fell, Chen Anzhi gritted his teeth and said nothing, stepped on his head alone, spitting, "Boy, don't blame me for being a few!"

After a quarter of an hour of beating, he did not make any sound until Chen An was so angry that he was so angry that he did not make any sound.

The few people looked at each other, a little surprised at the boy's hard bones.

One of them said, "Enough, that person only needs to be a fight, don't kill anyone."

The man with a scorpion tattooed kicked him with unsatisfactory intentions and then stopped.

It was this kick that made Chen Anzhi spew out a mouthful of blood.

"Let's go, this money is really easy to make, hahaha."

They left with a smile. After nearly half an hour, Chen Anzhi barely got up from the ground.

I took out the broken wine pot from my arms in disappointment, but fortunately the meat was fine, it was just stained with his blood, and I could eat it after washing.

Chen Anyi limped towards the house, trying to sit until it was the same as usual without revealing clues.

In fact, when he moved, he felt like he was stabbed by a needle on his body, especially when the man kicked several ribs with his last kick.

Every time I breathe, my throat feels sore.

But he didn't dare to scream, and he didn't dare to show anything wrong. Even before, he was beaten, and Chen Anzhi was afraid that his scream would be heard by his mother and would be worried.

"Anzhi, are you back?"

The weak voice of a woman sounded in the yard.

"Yes, I bought vegetables for Prince Wang and prepared to cook."

Chen Anzhi tried his best to keep his breath and not let his speech go.

"That's good. Don't let people down." The woman said a little too much today, "Anzhi, you have to promise your mother, don't be disappointed, okay?"

"I know, mom."

As he said that, he slowly walked to the kitchen, picked up the kitchen knife and prepared to cut vegetables, but before he could do it, he fell into a coma.

The woman in the bedroom was in tears and grabbed the quilt tightly.

"How can there be such a good child in the world?!"

"Why is it my child..."

...

Gu Lian'er refused to go to Chen'an's house, so she separated outside and returned to the spring breeze.

Wang Yu arrived at the door alone and happened to see Chen Anzhi sitting in front of his mother's room.

The bright eyes of the past became empty.

Hearing the sound, he turned around and looked over, "Young Master, you are back, I've cooked for you, right on the table."

Wang Yu did not speak, walked to Chen Anzhi and sat down, asking, "What happened?"

"My mother is dead, my home is gone."

Chen Anzhi seemed to have cried, but his eyes were red at this time, but he had no tears.

"Then what's going on with your injuries?" Wang Yu pointed to the blood on his body and asked, "Someone has been here?"

Chen Anzhi wiped his mouth and shook his head and said, "I met a few people outside, beat me up and left, and didn't come to my house."

Wang Yu nodded and turned around and walked into the woman's room.

She was as thin as a child, and she had completely stopped breathing, and there were still tears in the corners of her eyes, as if she had cried.

In fact, when he first saw it, Wang Yu knew that this woman had not been alive for a long time, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

He walked out of the room and saw Chen Anzhi who was still in a daze. He flicked his fingers and a wisp of extremely subtle sword energy broke through the air, cutting his clothes.

When Wang Yu saw the dense bruises on his thin body and the blackness on his chest, he felt uncomfortable and wanted to be angry, but he didn't know what to be angry.

Chen Anzhi was awakened and did not care about the injuries on his body. "The wine I bought was broken, and only meat can be eaten. I'm sorry, I disappointed you."

Wang Yu shook his head, "I'm not disappointed."

Hearing this, Chen Anzhi breathed a sigh of relief, tilted his head, and fainted again.

Wang Yu picked him up and put him in the place where he usually sleeps, then left the yard, went to the pharmacy on the street to find a doctor, and took him back.

When he saw the wound on Chen Anzhi's body, the old doctor with white hair and hair looked a little ugly. He pointed to the black spot on his chest and said, "It's okay, but here is a bit troublesome. It should be because he suffered internal injuries, which cost a lot of money to cure."

He knew Chen Anzhi and liked this child very much. "I can reduce the exemption, but Big Head can't make the decision."

Wang Yu took out a silver note of 100 taels and handed it over, "Money is not a problem, you always just dominate it."

The old doctor breathed a sigh of relief, "Young Master Gao Yi, I admire you!"

As he said that, he took out a black mud-like ointment from the medicine box and applied it to Chen Anzhi.

"I'll ask my son to leave the room. I'll treat people. It's a bit taboo for others to watch from the side."

Wang Yu nodded and closed the door after leaving the room.

After thinking about it, he went to the coffin shop again and bought a coffin for them to deliver it tomorrow.

After finishing everything, the doctor was packing his things and was about to leave when he returned.

After seeing Wang Yu, he said, "The child is already asleep. Take time to go to my shop and get some medicine for him."

"Thank you, Doctor."

Wang Yu nodded, went into the house to visit Chen Anzhi, and found that he was sleeping soundly, so he did not disturb him. He closed the door and walked to the place where he usually eats.

There was a plate of dishes on the table, with fried meat with bamboo shoots.

Wang Yu walked over, served himself a bowl of rice, and started to eat it.

It's a bit salty and the meat is half-cooked.

He ate the rice into his mouth with big mouthfuls, and as he ate, his hands gradually stopped.

Bang!
Chapter completed!