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Chapter 58: Money Five
Shangheshen Village.

Within the radius of Nanhai County, there are at least eighty Heshen Villages, if not a hundred. However, this Heshen Village is much larger than an ordinary village, so it has always been used as a village for sacrifices.

Because of this, the word "Shang" was added before the name as a distinction.

Perhaps because there are fewer of Buddha's lands here, more fishermen can go out to sea to make a living, which has led to many outsiders gathering here.

As the saying goes, a person has no self-respect when he is under someone else, and a tree cannot take root under a tree. What does it mean when outsiders come to the local water to seek food?
You stinky outsider, come to our house to beg for food!
Qian Wu is such a foreigner.

At this moment, he was walking on the road in the village, feeling a little lost.

In the seaside village, the night breeze always carries a salty, fishy tang. Excessive exposure to that wet, salty sea breeze can make one's skin rough and cracked. Qian Wu, though only in his forties, looks like a man in his sixties.

I am a person with no ability. I used to farm for the Buddha in the neighboring county. I worked very hard for a whole year. But when the Buddha came to check, he said that I had not taken good care of the land and the rice production was 3.3 dou less than last year.

You have to make up for it yourself!

But if I have food, can I still plant Buddhist fields?
Finally, a dozen or so warrior monks came to his house and found that he was indeed penniless. They took his only property and kidnapped his wife, saying that they wanted to become nuns in the temple to atone for their sins.

Qian Wu was a farmer who made a living from farming and could not read a single word.

But he held his little girl in his arms and thought for two whole days and two nights, but still couldn't figure out what crime he had committed.

It's only about two mu of land, less than three dou and three mu of land in Foshan.

Why does it feel like I've violated the law of heaven?
As for seeking justice from the county government?
Forget it. There has been a lot of trouble catching red bandits recently. I’m afraid that if I go over there, I’ll become a bandit myself.

Forget it, you just bullied me and cheated me, you didn’t kill me.

Without real estate, everything is the same.

So Qian Wu came to the Upper River God Village, hoping to make a living in the water. To be honest, the River God was more reliable than the Buddha. At least he would return empty-handed after a long journey, rather than owing debts.

But today, the village chief invited me to dinner at his home.

He also gave himself two taels of silver.

If it were any other day, he would be grinning from ear to ear. But today, even with a hot roast chicken in his arms, Qian Wu felt a tightness in his chest, as if a stone was pressing on it.

He wanted to walk slower, but the road was too short. It felt like he had only taken a few steps when the shabby thatched house appeared before him.

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Unlocking the wooden lock on the door, the hut was only ten steps wide, with only enough space for a bed and a table. Even so, the village chief, seeing the difficulty of raising a little girl, had shown mercy and given her the land.

Most of the outsiders could only sleep in the muddy ground at the river mouth. When the tide came in, their bodies were soaked with water.

"Daddy, you're back!"

At this moment, there was only one relatively clean place in the hut - on the earthen kang, a pile of straw separated a square space, which was covered with pieces of tattered but clean clothes, and underneath the clothes were thick, dried reed flowers.

A little girl of three or four years old was waving her hands happily at Qian Wu.

The little girl was sitting barefoot on the bed, wearing a robe that was cut short from an adult's clothes, covering her entire body. She was holding two little wooden figures in her hands and was playing quietly there.

"Tuan'er."

Qian Wu put down the oil paper bag in his arms, immediately rubbed oil on himself, and picked up the little girl.

"Are you hungry?"

"Dad, I'm not hungry. But I ate half of the steamed bun at noon. Don't blame me."

The little girl lowered her head shyly, rubbing her head against Qian Wu's neck and hugging Qian Wu's neck obediently.

Moonlight shone in from outside the leaky house, falling onto a tub of cold water on the windowsill and a hard bun that was only a quarter eaten.

Qian Wu just felt a surge of anxiety in his heart, probably because he had eaten too much at the village chief's house.

He immediately placed the little girl on the edge of the bed, opened the oil paper package, and revealed a sizzling, fragrant roast chicken.

"Come on, eat!"

"Wow!"

The little girl looked at the roast chicken and touched it in surprise, as if she didn't believe it. "Dad, where did it come from?"

"My father earned it from fishing."

"Dad is so awesome!"

The little girl swallowed her saliva, then carefully tore off a piece of chicken and put it into her mouth to suck. The salty and fragrant meat flavor burst out from her mouth, making the little girl's eyes narrow into slits in comfort.

She kept smacking the food but was reluctant to chew it.

Just like that mouthful of food, it is a fragile dream.

While the little girl was eating, she tore off two chicken legs and handed them to her father, saying, "Dad, they smell delicious. Please eat them."

"I just ate, you eat."

The little girl shook her head, wrapped the other chicken leg in oil paper, and said, "Keep it for Mom. Let her know that Daddy is capable and that Tuantuan is not greedy."

Under the moonlight, the little girl carefully folded the oil paper, which made Qian Wu a little dazed.

He seemed to see his wife sitting like this that night, carefully folding the clothes she had sewn for Tuan'er one by one.

"Fifth brother, I don't blame you. From now on, Tuan'er, please take good care of her and let her marry an honest man and live in peace."

Take care, stay safe...

Just like this... take care of it, okay?

Qian Wu felt his legs go weak and he slowly squatted on the ground. His lips trembled slightly, but not a single tear shed.

It seemed as if those tears had long been shed for three dou and three liters of rice.

He touched the golden jade clothes in his arms and instantly broke out in sweat, as if he had touched a branding iron!

Qian Wu pulled it out, and he felt as if he had seen a ghost, his pupils were bloodshot, and his arms were trembling.

Snapped!
The pearly golden jade robe was thrown heavily to the ground!
"Tuan'er!"

Qian Wu's eyes were bloodshot and he picked up his daughter with one hand!
He hugged her tightly and picked up a hatchet behind the door.

"Tuan'er, we're not here anymore."

"Let's go!"

……

The moonlight is bright, like waves on the water.

Qian Wu had no property except a rented dinghy. He was about to leave the village with his daughter in his arms and a hatchet in his hand.

Just as he was about to turn out of the village, he saw a red fire dragon swimming towards him in the darkness!

But it was a team of more than ten people holding torches!

"Look!"

"Mr. Sun, let's just say that these outsiders are all ungrateful wolves who can never be tamed!"

"We treated him to good food and wine, gave him a house, and gave him money."

"Give him back that golden robe and let that damned girl enjoy a peaceful life among the immortals, but he doesn't know how to appreciate it!"

In the firelight, a group of men holding sticks were looking at Qian Wu with indifference.

The leader, a fat man wearing a black and gold robe with money patterns, stood in the front, his face facing away from the firelight, shrouded in darkness.

Beside him, the man who had been talking tilted his head slightly, revealing a thin face, triangular eyes, and a cold expression.

Qian Wu's face turned pale.

They are the village elders and the headman!

(End of this chapter)