"Thinking too much is also a headache." Lu Haoshan shook his head while swaying his head and drinking porridge.

Last night, Lu Haoshan began to seriously think about his future. Since he came, he would be at peace. It would be useless to complain. The problem is that the Ming Dynasty is about to fall in love. At this stage, there are hungry mobs wandering around like locusts, raising wars with wars. Outside, the Later Jin is eyeing them, and the Little Ice River effect has begun to show its might. In the future, the situation will only get worse year by year. It is impossible to live a happy life. I spent a night trying to find a way out, wanting to develop myself but have no capital, wanting to defect but lacking fame. I thought about it and then went to bed in a daze, and even got up the next day.

Fortunately, the tofu Chen said that he would go after selling the tofu, and it was not that early. Lu Haoshan was not in a hurry. After breakfast, he was about to leave, and suddenly saw a pocket next to the door. When he opened it, he was shocked: there were about thirty coins inside and a small silver slot.

Needless to say, this was what Old Man Lu knew that he was going out and specially used for self-defense. Lu Haoshan's eyes were moist all of a sudden: a person who was reluctant to eat and drink and could drink so much that he could see the wild vegetable porridge every day actually gave him so much money as soon as he took action. It was probably the coffin book that Old Man Lu had put in the box. In fact, he didn't treat him as his father in his heart, but the old man really treated himself as his son.

Lu Haoshan hesitated for a moment and put the money in his arms. Nowadays, it is hard to move without money.

The tofu stale shop is located at the east end of the village. It is called a store, which means a simple small pavilion is built next to the door of the house. Although it is simple, it reflects a bit of elegance and vitality under the decoration of "Chen Ji Tofu" written by Long Feifengwu in Lu Haoshan. Many people can't afford meat these days, so they still need to spend a few cents to buy a tofu to make a tooth sacrifice, so the tofu stale business is pretty good.

"Uncle Chen" Lu Haoshan approached the tofu stall and smiled and called out a call.

"Oh, my little husband is here, hurry up, please sit down." Chen Yi, Tofu, saw Lu Haoshan coming, immediately greeted him with a smile. He was called Shan Geer a few days ago. After Lu Haoshan showed off his hand, he immediately used his little husband as a honorific title. In his mind, those who know the words "literary" are all capable people.

Lu Haoshan bowed and said, "I'm disturbing Uncle Chen."

Tofu Chen smiled and said, "Learn people speak differently. My little husband waited for a while and the little old man would be fine soon." After that, he held out a porcelain bowl with both hands and placed it in front of Lu Haoshan, and said respectfully: "Little husband, this is tofu brain. With brown sugar, it is made by his own home. It cannot be put on the table and is not worth a few small money. You can try it."

"This, how can this work?" This time I was riding a car and I was already laughing at me without charging the car. How dare I accept the favors of others? Lu Haoshan hurriedly refused.

Tofu Chen's face darkened and he said a little unhappy: "Is it because my little husband looks down on such a crude thing? If you look down on my Tofu Chen, then don't eat it."

Han Yi, his face turned so fast. Lu Haoshan quickly picked up the bowl and said while eating: "Then thank you Uncle Chen."

Seeing Lu Haoshan start eating tofu brain, Tofu Chen smiled and said, "That's right, my little husband, how does this tofu brain taste?"

"Not bad, tender and smooth." This is not what Lu Haoshan boasted, but the taste is indeed good. These are original foods without any additives, and the business is done honestly.

"It's still my little husband who knows the goods." Tofu Chen said happily: "Those poor and old men who are old and unhappy are not happy, they know how to eat it? My little husband, you eat more."

Lu Haoshan was speechless. When he heard this, how could Brother Xun steal beans by the river in the Chinese textbook in his previous life? He said that the owner not only did not scold him, but was also very proud. This is his status. In the Ming Dynasty, scholars had a high status and were highly respected by the people. Although Tofu Chen's family background was better than himself, because of his literacy, Tofu Chen felt that he was half short of himself.

While Lu Haoshan was tasting the tofu brain in beautifully, Tofu Chen had already called his wife out to guard the tofu stall, and he skillfully put an old car on a healthy cow and prepared to set off to Qiyang County to buy beans for grinding tofu.

This was the late Ming Dynasty. There was a strong cow, which was already a symbol of well-off life. Tofu was stale in Huatian Village, which was considered a good family. It is said that many people were thinking about tofu daughter Damei.

"Little husband, sit down, let's go now." Seeing Lu Haoshan getting on the ox cart, Tofu Chen said diligently.

"Yes, Uncle Chen."

It's time to set off, look at the sun around 10 am. Like Old Man Lu, he gets up and works just after dawn at around 6 am every day. That's how he really works from sunrise and rests from sunset.

Just as the two were about to set off, a young man with a disheveled face and dressed in coarse cloth clothes ran quickly to Tofu Chen, and shouted, "Brother Shan, Brother Shan, it's not good, something big happened."

"Liu Jinzhu, why are you yelling around like this? My little husband is fine. If something happens, be careful to give you two big slaps." Before Lu Haoshan could make a sound, Tofu Chen scolded loudly.

Lu Haoshan recognized that the young man was named Liu Jinzhu, a gangster in the village. He was very clever and thin. Everyone called him a monkey. He also said in surprise when he heard this: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

Liu Jinzhu panted and ran the ox cart, and said anxiously: "Brother Shan, Uncle Chen, it's not good. Dad Lu and the people in the village are fighting with the people in Zhushan Village. You can go and have a look."

"What, what happened? How could my godfather fight with others?" Lu Haoshan's expression changed when he heard this. He thought he had heard it wrong, so he asked quickly.

Tofu Chen, who was beside him, was also startled and reacted and immediately scolded: "You are a dog who can kill things, you can eat things randomly, and you can't talk nonsense. What kind of battle are the two villages doing? If you talk nonsense, be careful to tear your stinky mouth."

"Uncle Chen, I dare not coax you with such a courage." Liu Jinzhu's face turned red with anxiety and said quickly: "Li Xiangcai from Zhushan Village, with his servants and villagers, cut off all the water from Huaxi, and did not give us a drop of water to Huatian Village. Dad Lu and his friends were anxious, so they went to argue with them, clamoring for someone to dig the water-storing dam. Li Xiangcai asked the evil slaves in his mansion to rush over with sticks and fight when they see people, and the two villages started fighting. When I saw that they were crowded, I ran back to report the news first."

Speaking of the latter, Liu Jinzhu was so anxious that he was about to cry.

"Uncle Chen, something happened. I'll go and see. I won't go to the county town for now." Lu Haoshan was anxious when he heard the news, and quickly jumped out of the ox cart, urging Liu Jinzhu to lead the way while running forward.

The ancients liked to build on the mountains and live beside the water. A flower stream connects Zhushan Village and Huatian Village. However, Zhushan Village is located in the upper reaches and Huatian Village is located in the lower reaches. If Zhushan Village cuts off all the water in Huatian Village, then thousands of acres of farmland in Huatian Village will lose their harvest, or even lose their harvest. As the saying goes, spring rain is as expensive as oil. In the dry years, the water is more precious than life. No wonder the kind villagers set up a fight for the water.

Old man Lu is over fifty years old. The ancients are not well-nourished, especially the common people. The average life span is not long and they grow old quickly. An old man fights with those evil slaves and commits suicide. Old men are easily injured. When they hear Liu Jinzhu say something happened, they don’t look like they are joking. Lu Haoshan became anxious on the spot and didn’t care about finding errands in the county town, so he hurried back.

"Little husband, wait for me, I have to help with this matter." Chen Yi, Tofu, heard something wrong, didn't care about buying beans, so he quickly left the ox cart and picked up a shoulder pole and rushed out.

Liu Jinzhu ran in front and said anxiously while running: "Brother Shan, hurry up, here."

The two villages were about five miles apart. When Lu Haoshan followed Liu Jinzhu to a hill, he looked down from above and saw someone fighting at the foot of the mountain. Lu Haoshan, who had good eyesight, saw a white hair wrapped in the crowd at first sight, and was competing with a servant dressed in a servant dressed in a servant. Lu Haoshan was about to scream, but suddenly, Lu Haoshan's pupils shrank: Old Man Lu suddenly pushed the evil slave, staggering two steps behind, fell down, and fell at the feet of a middle-aged fat man. The middle-aged fat man took a wooden stick from the servant next to him and knocked hard on Old Man Lu's head.

For a moment, Lu Haoshan felt the surroundings become dead silent, and time also paused. He watched the wooden stick as thick as an arm hit hard on the white head. The head seemed to tremble, and there was still blood splattering. Then Old Man Lu fell down like a ball of sludge......

Lu Haoshan felt his head empty, his face turned pale, his heart was stung by a poisonous scorpion, and the venom instantly spread all over his body, his lips were numb, his whole body was stiff, and his mouth was so open that the boss couldn't speak for a long time. If Liu Jinzhu hadn't been wise enough to support him, he would have almost fallen.

After a while, a sad "godfather..." shook back and forth in the mountains.

.........

"Brother Shan is here, hey, it's a pity that I can't see Dr. Lu for the last time." When the third aunt saw Lu Haoshan stumble towards him, she couldn't help but sigh.

Seeing Old Man Lu lying on the ground with a pale face, without moving, Lu Haoshan's face suddenly turned pale, and he was stunned. The scenes of the old man taking care of himself and getting along with him appeared in front of him. Everything seemed to have happened yesterday, but in the blink of an eye, it became so far away. He was still thinking about how to make a living and how to enjoy his old age. Unexpectedly, in the blink of an eye, there was already yin and yang separation, life and death separation. For some reason, Lu Haoshan suddenly felt that his sky suddenly became dim.

After coming back to his senses, Lu Haoshan knelt in front of Old Man Lu, kowtowed to him three times, suppressed the grief in his heart, and said with grief and anger: "Who is that middle-aged fat man? Who killed my godfather?"

When Lu Haoshan arrived at the fight scene, the middle-aged fat man and the people from Zhushan Village had already dispersed, leaving only the people from Huatian Village surrounding Old Man Lu and feeling sad. He could not find the murderer. Lu Haoshan asked directly.

While talking, Lu Haoshan felt that there seemed to be a beast in his chest biting his internal organs, and it was so painful that he could not lift his waist. However, when everyone heard this, they lowered their heads one by one, and no one answered the conversation. The atmosphere was so dull that it seemed to be squeezed into water.

"Say it!" Lu Haoshan's eyes were red with anger, but everyone still refused to respond.

Li Zheng, Uncle Niu sighed: "Brother Shan, everything has passed, let Lao Lu be buried in peace."

"I just want to know who did it. My godfather treats everyone well on weekdays~ you guys..."

When a village woman heard this, she covered her mouth and cried. As soon as she cursed, several young wives started to cry again. After a while, the sad atmosphere filled the scene.

"Brother Shan, I know that the person is Li Xiangcai, the big squire in Zhushan Village, who beats Mr. Lu." Liu Jinzhu saw it very clearly on the mountain. No one else said that Lu Haoshan almost fainted in grief just now. He helped him help him. At that time, Lu Haoshan was just rushing to go and didn't ask, but now he will answer immediately as soon as he asked.

"Damn it, I'm going to kill him." A white-haired old man didn't let him go. Lu Haoshan was furious when he heard this and immediately prepared to fight for him to avenge Old Man Lu.

"Haoshan, don't be impulsive!" Uncle Niu grabbed Lu Haoshan, afraid that he would do something stupid if he impulsively.

"Brother Shan, kill Li Xiangcai to avenge Dad Lu, I'll go with you!" Liu Jinzhu said passionately and threatened to advance and retreat with Lu Haoshan.

"You're yelling! Don't make trouble." Tofu Chen slapped the monkey Liu Jinzhu in the head.

Uncle Rong, who was bandaging his arms, shook his head and said, "Little husband, this is fate. You must not be impulsive. Then Li Xiangcai is a squire. His son Li Guang is a county magistrate in another place. He has wealth and power. It is not something that ordinary people can afford. You should bear it."

"Be patient?" Lu Haoshan said with a sad and angry look: "Human life is at stake. So what if he is a squire? No, I want to sue the official, even if I die, I can't let him escape from justice. No, I want to sue him for his life." After that, I struggled hard again, as if I was about to find someone to fight to the death.

Everyone hurriedly held him tightly, and Uncle Rong sighed and said, "It's useless to report to the official. In fact, the government has already tried it just now."

"What? It was handled so quickly?" Lu Haoshan was shocked and stopped struggling.

Uncle Fu nodded helplessly and said, "Li Xiangcai was sure that we would settle the score with him. He invited the county master and official officer to his mansion early in the morning. When something happened, they arrived soon and announced on the spot that this was a group fight. This was a civil and not a criminal matter. Both parties had the responsibility, so they were all responsible and ordered each village to cook on their own and not pursue the matter. There were also several injuries in their village, but Brother Lu was not lucky and was hit in the head. So, as soon as he saw that his life was revealed, they ran faster than rabbits."

The third aunt said angrily: "Everyone said it was an official and a minister. Who doesn't know that Li Xiangcai's niece is the fifth concubine of the county master. It is clearly partial. Now, the dam has been built again. He wants to force our Huatian Village to a dead end, and then collect the fields in our village at a low price."

Tofu Chen patted Lu Haoshan on the shoulder and said, "Little husband, please accept your fate. In the chaotic times, people's lives are as cheap as grass. As the saying goes, the yamen faces south. Don't come in if you have any reason or money. When you go to the government, you will throw you into prison or pull you into a strong man in anger. That will be called "daily every day, and the earth will not work."

"The people do not fight with officials, but my little husband is not impulsive."

"What kind of world is it okay to kill people. If you make me angry, forget it."

"Silence, what do you say? Be careful that disaster comes from your mouth"

"You little husband, what you scholars say is that a gentleman takes revenge. It's not too late for ten years. Brother Lu is alone. You are his only godson. Let's help him take care of his funeral after death. Now it's the weather, and the head of this corpse cannot be dragged down. It's time to get buried as soon as possible." Tofu Chen also advised from the side.

Everyone was persuading each other, and Lu Haoshan calmed down at this time. Tofu Chen was right. Now he couldn't act voluntarily. Once he got trapped in, he had no power or power, and even if he was killed, he had no place to complain. This year, he died of a person and a dog were almost the same. Who would preside over you without power or power?

Hearing this, he bowed to everyone: "Lu remembers all the good words of his godfather. Maybe he will bother the villagers and elders."

Everyone said this, of course, and responded very readily, and then recalled the various benefits of Old Man Lu, but no one noticed that Lu Haoshan was holding his fists tightly in his sleeve, with a hint of murderous aura in his eyes.
Chapter completed!