Shennong Sequence

Chapter 81 If you dare to leave the village, I will break your legs! If you dare to run to the city, I will chop off your hands! If you dare to gamble, I will bury you in the ground
Zhao Yun felt that when facing a gambler, he could not be soft, but had to be tough.

Otherwise, the gambler’s gambling addiction will relapse in the future!

Zhao Yun looked at Zhao Hanxiang and continued:
"How about I get you to the guard post and let you serve as a soldier and receive some good training. Then after a few days, I'll take you to the Great Wall and let you fight against those demons and barbarians. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth and honor are determined by God?"

Uncle Zhao Hanwen, who was standing nearby, saw that a quarrel was about to break out and quickly stepped out to smooth things over:
"Yun'er, don't be anxious! We are a family, can't we just sit down and talk about anything?"

"Your father did make mistakes, but he is still your father after all. At worst, you can give up those acres of land and see if you can get a cheaper price for the house and keep it."

"When the time comes, just give some food rations to the family once a month."

"As for the rest, you should work hard and make progress. Your mother and I will help you keep an eye on your father. If he dares to leave Zhaojiazhuang, I will break his legs! If he dares to run to the city, I will chop off his hands! If he dares to gamble again, I will bury him in the ground!"

Zhao Hanxiang was immediately displeased, "Brother, what are you talking about? Are you going to keep me locked up in Zhaojiazhuang for the rest of my life?"

After hearing what his brother said, Zhao Hanwen felt very disappointed with him.

Plus, gamblers have no human rights.

He was so angry that he kicked his stupid brother to the ground.

Pointing at his nose, he cursed:
"You are already an old man in your forties. What else can you do outside our Zhaojia Village? I'm afraid you will run off to the city to gamble. If you dare to let me find you outside our Zhaojia Village again, I will cut off your legs. I have a knife with me and will cut off your legs first!"

Zhao Yun stood at the door and listened to what his uncle in the room said about punishment. It was feasible!

Besides, this gambler is his father after all. He can't just stab him with a knife because he is angry and hates gambling, right?
So, according to his uncle's plan, the person will be placed under house arrest. If he dares to run, his legs will be broken. If he dares to gamble, his hands will be broken... Once all his arms are broken, the worst that can happen is that he will find someone to take care of him in his old age.

Not afraid of eating, drinking and having fun,
I’m afraid of starting a business that involves drugs and gambling.

When Zhao Yun reached into his sleeve, he touched the door key hanging on his wrist, took out one or two taels of silver and put it on the table.

"Uncle, I'll give you this tael of silver first. Pay back the money you borrowed from the villagers. Then tell everyone you meet, and tell everyone in the village:
From now on, if anyone reports my father leaving Zhaojiazhuang, I will give him one penny of silver.

If anyone sees my father leaving Zhaojiazhuang, break his legs and drag him back, I will give him one or two taels of silver as a reward.

However, if anyone dares to go out gambling with my father, I will drag him into the garrison and send him to the battlefield to see if he can die a quick death! "

Zhao Hanwen refused and said, "Yun'er, your family still has the house to deal with. Don't worry about returning the money to the villagers..."

Zhao Yun comforted him, "Uncle, it's okay. I still have some money. I will be home tomorrow, so the house will be saved. As for the few acres of land, just let it go. It will save my mother from working hard to tend to the crops all day long."

"Okay, I'll take it. I see you've made some progress on this trip."

Then my uncle Zhao Hanwen went back first.

To be honest, Zhao Yun felt that his uncle cared more about his family than his gambler father.

And when the family was in trouble, this uncle would also give just the right amount of support, neither too much, so as to develop the habit of getting something for nothing, nor too little to starve.

But Zhao Hanxiang, the father, took money out of the house all day long.

Zhao Yun looked back at the dilapidated house and said to his mother:
"Mom, let's just let the farmland be lost, but it's fine as long as the house is saved. In addition, I will bring some rice to the family every month. You can build a small vegetable garden behind the house and plant some seasonal vegetables. In addition, you also need to watch over my dad. If he dares to go out, break his legs as my uncle said..."

Yue Cui'e felt as if the land was gone, as if the thing she had worked so hard for all her life was just lost like that?
He said a little absentmindedly, "But is it really okay without the land? You still have to get married, and you have to save a lot of money."

Zhao Yun has now entered the sequence and has extraordinary power, so he no longer cares about those acres of land.

"It's okay. Just listen to me. I know what's going on. And it's time for you to enjoy your life. Take good care of yourself at home. Look, you're only 40 years old, but you already have some white hair. If you can't stay idle at home, just make some winter clothes for my son."

In his previous life, Zhao Yun worked in the fields.

He naturally knew that these old people who had lived in poverty all their lives suddenly didn't allow him to farm, so he felt a little confused.

So, he asked his mother to start a small vegetable garden in the backyard and asked her to make him winter clothes, all of which were excuses to give them some free time.

When it was almost noon, Zhao Yun felt a rumbling sound in his stomach like thunder, and the feeling of hunger came like a tide.

Only then did he suddenly remember that his family had always had two meals a day.

One meal in the morning and one meal in the afternoon. There is never any food at noon.

Zhao Yun stood up and walked towards the kitchen.

Looking around, I saw that there was only some wheat bran, a little gray flour, and a small amount of sweet potatoes in the jar.

"Mom, go cook. From now on, we will have three meals a day: one in the morning, one at noon, and one in the afternoon when the sun is about to set. I will go find someone to buy some food in the afternoon. Don't worry about running out of food."

Zhao Yun was cooking in the stove. Yue Cui'e sighed slightly and started cooking too.

After the meal was ready, Zhao Yun looked at the wild vegetable and bran soup and swallowed a few mouthfuls with difficulty.

He felt that the fine meals in the guardhouse had already spoiled his appetite.

After eating a few big mouthfuls of dinner, Zhao Yun prepared to go out to find Village Chief Zhao, the largest landlord in Zhaojiazhuang, to buy some food.

By the way, he needs to solve all the problems in this family so that he can take up his new post.

However, the village chief Zhao acted quickly. He brought a bundle and arrived at the door before Zhao Yun.

"Haha, Zhao Yun, when I heard your uncle talking about your father while paying back the money to the villagers, I knew you must have come back. Look, I brought back the things that Officer Cheng had taken away."

As soon as Zhao Yun saw the package, he knew that it contained tiger skin, so he took it and said, "Since the village chief is here, I have something to discuss with you."

Being able to judge a person by the quality of his clothes is the most basic skill.

Village Chief Zhao became very enthusiastic when he compared the clothes he was wearing with those worn by Zhao Yun.

(End of this chapter)