Qu Yong’s family lives in Zhongling, which is neither high nor low. He goes to his home by a stone step road next to the road. No one is there at this time. It’s still a little before noon, and his parents may be in the field.
Qu Yong got familiar with the clothes in the courtyard and took out the key. (Although the village is poor, the house is still relatively large. The kitchen is called a room.) The door is full of bags and bags to greet Zong Qianqian. "Do you want some water?"
Zong Qianqian has never been to such a remote village. It is full of mountains, water and flowers. Even the road is paved with stones. Qu Yong’s family still lives in a mud wall. There are trees, oranges and plantains in front of the old house. This is simply too new for her.
Zong Qianqian took a look here and there. "No, this is simply the original ecology. If it is made into a farmhouse, will the city people not be crazy?"
"farmhouse music?" Qu Yong said, "A few years ago, the village wanted to do it, but it couldn’t be done because there was no money to build roads and cars."
Chapter 13 Tread all injustice
"Oh," Zong Qianqian also tried when he came over. The road around the mountain was narrow and a little bit bigger. Two cars were about to touch the rearview mirror when they passed, or paved with stones. Ordinary people and cars really dare not come in.
Qu Yong said, "Why don’t you sit in my house for a while and I’ll go to Uncle Cheng’s house first to see what’s going on?"
"I’ll go with you." Although it’s very new here, Zong Qianqian still doesn’t want to stay here alone.
"All right, then." Qu Yongmen put the key back in the bamboo pole.
Zong Qianqian asked, "Are all your keys here?"
Qu Yong said, "Every family is different."
"Not afraid of being stolen?"
"There are no thieves in our village"
Uncle Cheng’s family is on the ridge near the river. To get to his home, he has to cross a rice field. Qu Yong and Zong Qianqian walk on the path of the field. It is already November, and there is bare black mud in the field.
"Be careful. The mud is a little slippery. Don’t fall."
"hmm"
Three families have already made trouble again. This time, the villagers didn’t dare to come and see it because those people came with sticks. One of them had blond hair and was still playing with a swinging knife in his hand.
"Do you give or not give this money into three?" Huang Mao, who was playing with a knife, put his arm on Uncle Cheng’s shoulder and sat behind Nunu’s mouth with a nose piercing ring. "Today, we came to Niu Ge to settle this account with you personally!"
Cheng Shu’s bitter face and eyebrows are all wrinkled into a ball. "I really don’t have money. Didn’t I just give two thousand a few days ago?"
"Don’t fucking talk nonsense to me!" Huang Mao put the knife on Cheng Shuba and said, "If you don’t pay the old man, break your leg!"
"Don’t!" Great aunt into tore heart crack lung shouted that she rushed to embrace yellow legs "you can do whatever you want, just don’t do anything to my son? I beg you. "
Into uncle flustered, pointing to a great aunt scold a way "hum! I don’t have this kind of son to kill! It’s all because you’ve been used to this kind of thing since you were a child! "
Great aunt Cheng couldn’t cry these days, and now she has finally jumped up and tried to tear her hair and screamed, "It’s all my fault! You kill me! I’ll fight for my life! "
Huang Mao was frightened by her sudden madness, and her eyes glanced at the Niu Ge and asked him to pay attention.
Then Niu Ge said impatiently, "We’re here to get money. Ann is still lying in the hospital and killing a crazy woman. Look around and see what valuable parts are taken away."
"You can’t take this is rob! Grab it! "
But no one paid any attention to Cheng Shu’s family’s sad cry. These gangsters waved wooden sticks everywhere, smashed boxes and pulled out drawers, even turned over the bottom of the bed, and found nothing valuable for a long time.
"Niu Ge, the honeysuckle they baked should be worth some money." The yellow hair saw it again and didn’t find anything. Suddenly it occurred to me that honeysuckle in the courtyard said, "I heard my uncle say that medicine can sell money."
"How much can that thing sell?" Niu Ge skeptical way "we carry two urea bags (a special chemical fertilizer woven bag is very common) back to mom to sell one hundred dollars is always not to find something to do for yourself? ！”
"No," recalled Huang Mao, "one kilogram can sell for 100 yuan!"
"really?"
Yellow hair nodded desperately.
Niu Ge kicked him in the ass and scolded, "Then go to the Ministry and make it up."
"Okay," Huang Mao was kicked, but he was happy because he knew that Niu Ge was kicking his ass for close talents
"no!" Uncle Cheng suddenly reached out and stopped at the door and said, "You can take anything, so honeysuckle can’t move!"
"Mom want money you didn’t harm the old man personally run to this bird place! Dare to block the road now! " That Niu Ge cried the fire emit three zhangs a foot severely kicked in the past, his foot is not like kicking yellow hair. This is the strength to kick in Cheng Shu’s waist. "Ah" Cheng Shu’s waist was kicked to the ground with a sharp pain.
"Dead old man!"
"no!" Uncle Cheng bows into shrimp or desperately tries to stop these people.
"His father you not bad? ！” Cheng Auntie Ma is not crazy, so try to pull him into uncle.
"This honeysuckle has been mortgaged to Ayong. Even if I die, I can’t let them take away Ayong’s family. It’s not much better than us!"
"get out!" Niu Ge saw this uncle unyielding sneer at a lift and kick it. It was directed at uncle Cheng’s heart.
"Don’t! Beast! " QuYong just entered the hospital to see this scene, and cried the tiger’s eyes were wide open. Kouga bit a mouthful of blood, and the head and foot had kicked out. He abandoned the horse-shaped artillery boxing, and his anger and blood gas rose to the limit when he saw Cheng Shu being beaten for a moment!
The first foot in the courtyard land and the second foot have caught up with Niu Ge’s chest. Although Niu Ge has never studied martial arts, he has enough experience in street fighting. As soon as he hears the wind is wrong, he will attend that huge horse’s foot. Where can he step on it? It’s just a slap in the face. His roots can’t resist his chest. It’s like being hit hard by a sledgehammer and flying involuntarily, but this is not the end of one foot. Qu Yong’s step is part of his throat.
A horse treads on a swallow and a foot treads on three feet to do everything wrong.
If Niu Ge’s foot is steadfast, there is a dead end.
"No" At the moment QuYong stepped out, Zong Qianqian moved her foot almost at the same time, and the hexagrams slipped past like a fish. The speed is not slower than QuYong’s slow hexagrams. The ancient song formula "It is better to move your hands quickly than to move in and out with half a step to avoid strokes and soothe your nerves." Traditionally, the hexagrams kung fu is practiced from bending steps and walking in circles. Zong Qianqian’s ancestors had already shown her foot kung fu in the oil pan in Hainan that day.
Qu Yong’s foot is about to crush Niu Ge’s throat. At this moment, someone suddenly stood in front of Niu Ge and closed his hands like a seal to fight this foot.
"Qian Qian?" Qu Yong’s eyelids jumped and his blood quickly retreated, but he couldn’t get his foot back. He stepped on the horse and swallows with three feet, either stepping on something that was hard to be angry or he had died. There were no two ways to do it.
But how can Qu Yong step on this foot to ask him to step on Zong Qianqian?
At that moment, Qu Yong had stepped on Zong Qianqian’s palm "Go!" Zong Qianqian drank his chest, and the palm of his hand turned to the forearm. He tried his best to turn Qu Yongjin. "Tai Chi is like touching a fish, and hexagrams are like grinding a shrimp."
By the fourth foot, the horse is not horse-shaped, nor is it a swallow or a dragon. That’s the point. Now, if you borrow the swallow and go to Yanxin at the last point, it will turn the dragon into a flying dragon.
Qu Yong flew to heaven and went out more than two meters away. Finally, this killing was almost solved by two people. He knew that Zong Qianqian was not trying to save Niu Ge, but to save him. If Qu Yong’s third foot had been steadfast, Niu Ge would have died, and Qu Yong would have committed murder, which would have ruined everything.
It’s not so impulsive to come to QuYong. He was angry to the extreme when he saw Uncle Cheng being beaten just now. The most rare thing was Zong Qianqian’s loyalty to Lan Xin. When he saw QuYong using that trick, he knew that things were bad and stopped him.
"Are you all right?" QuYong knew that even if the third foot was dissolved by two people, the strength was still great, although it was not dark strength, but this foot was almost his strength and strength, and he could step on bricks for two segments.
"Shout" Zong Qianqian snow-white lotus root arm on each side of a piece of Qing Wu, but finally it doesn’t matter. She shook her arm lightly and said, "Don’t be impulsive."
"Thank you" QuYong knows that he owes her another life. It seems that he is still too impulsive and has repeatedly taught martial arts people to be more reasonable. Although these gangsters can’t rely on reason, they are "stepping on a horse and flying swallows". If it weren’t for Zong Qianqian’s resolution, they would have died.
Qu Yong thanked him again, and then went over to pick up Uncle Cheng and Aunt Cheng, who was terrified. Niu Ge said, "Chen Daqing has already been here, and he also made it clear what he wants to force the door this time."