"Isn't this a brothel..."

Li Qingxuan shrank in a corner of the street, muttering to himself as he looked at the courtyard building in front of him.

Although he did not recognize the words on the signboard, he was very familiar with the tired and savored expressions on his faces when the early guests who came out of the building yard.

"As the bottom of society, the old man who carried me should not have much social interaction with the brothel, but he was so afraid of Yingchunlou. It is very likely that the power behind this brothel is fearful in the county..."

Li Qingxuan turned his eyes to the two guards at the gate of Yingchun Tower.

Both of them were wearing black short shirts, leaning against an inconspicuous position at the door, holding their hands in their chests, and looking cold. Occasionally, when guests came out, they would unnaturally divert their sight.

"This should be a gang-like organization, and it has a bad reputation in the county, which makes the bottom team afraid."

With his previous life's eyesight, Li Qingxuan guessed it almost exactly.

After thinking about it, he did not go to the door directly to ask where Li Yisheng was, but wandered around Yingchun Tower and finally came to the alley behind Yingchun Tower and found a place to squat.

The road here is dirty and the environment is messy. You can also see shiny mice running around among the piles of debris.

Li Qingxuan guards here because it is the back door of Yingchun Tower.

He wants to wait here for the rabbit.

After waiting for a while, there was a movement at the entrance of the alley.

Li Qingxuan looked through the miscellaneous items and found that an old man hunchbacked walked into the alley with a wheelbarrow full of vegetables, chickens and ducks.

The hunchbacked old man parked the wheelbarrow at the back door of Yingchun Tower, and did not knock on the door, but just took out a steamed bun from his arms and swallowed silently.

After a while, the back door of Yingchun Tower creaked and opened it from inside, and a thief-headed and rat-eyed head was poked out: "Old Liangtou, send the things in."

Li Qingxuan, who had not made any noise, immediately recognized that the other party was the uncle Li Yisheng he was looking for when he saw the owner of the head.

He originally thought that when the person in charge of chores came out of Yingchun Tower, he could take the opportunity to ask the other party to call him uncle, but he didn't expect that he was lucky and saw Li Yisheng himself directly.

This saves trouble.

Li Qingxuan rubbed his eyes hard, stood up from behind the debris, and shouted timidly to the young man with a stingy look: "Uncle Yisheng."

Li Yisheng, who was stingy and looking at the mouse, was helping the hunchbacked old man push the cart. When he heard someone calling him, he turned around subconsciously and found a thin child with red eyes looking at him timidly.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and said with uncertainty: "Qingxuan?"

Li Qingxuan nodded, his eyes that had been rubbed by dirty hands could no longer be suppressed. The water mist was erect and tears came out.

"What's wrong!"

"Qingxuan, why did you come to the county town?"

Li Yisheng quickly let go of the cart and ran to Li Qingxuan: "Don't cry, is someone bullying you? Uncle will help you beat him!"

At this time, outsiders were present, and Li Qingxuan just burst into tears and couldn't speak.

Li Yisheng had no choice but to take Li Qingxuan to a woodshed first: "Qingxuan, wait for me here first, I'll come over immediately."

After a moment, Li Yisheng brought two steaming white steamed buns to the woodshed: "Qingxuan, you haven't eaten yet, come on, sweet steamed buns."

Li Qingxuan pushed away the steamed buns he handed over, tears in his eyes and choked, "Uncle Yisheng, the village is gone, I ran out."

Li Yisheng's hand holding the steamed bun shook and grabbed Li Qingxuan's arms: "What village is gone? What are you saying? Explain it clearly!"

Li Qingxuan sniffed, made a simple process and suddenly appeared in the village, killing everyone, only the matter he escaped was said in a mess, concealing that he had killed the bandits.

After hearing this, Li Yisheng was a little confused. The mung bean's eyes widened, his body trembled slightly, and his voice trembled: "Are you saying that everyone in Lijia Village is dead except you?"

He couldn't believe it.

Li Qingxuan nodded, his eyes showing fear: "They kill people when they see them, which is even more terrifying than wolves. He even caught the child and said he wanted to eat it..."

Li Yisheng finally believed it and burst into tears.

"Dad, mom, my son is unfilial..."

...

Li Qingxuan lay in the haystack, staring at the eaves above in a daze.

He has barely settled down now.

People should not behave like appearance.

Although Li Yisheng was filial, he was filial and cared about his tribe.

But in Yingchun Tower, he was humble and light, and he couldn't help himself.

Even though he knew that his parents suffered misfortune and were extremely sad, he still did not dare to delay his work. He could only secretly place Li Qingxuan in the woodshed in Yingchun Tower, and then he went to work.

In the evening, Li Yisheng walked into the woodshed with a black face.

"Uncle, what's wrong with you?"

When Li Qingxuan saw that Li Yisheng's face was covered in wounds, he asked with concern.

"It's okay, I accidentally knocked it on my feet. Come on, I brought you a new set of clothes, shoes, and golden sore medicine. I've seen blood on your feet before..."

Li Yisheng held a wooden basin and squatted beside Li Qingxuan with his head down, helping him take off his shoes and preparing to clean up the wound.

Li Qingxuan looked at Li Yisheng who helped him wipe his dirty feet, and his eyes flashed softly.

He originally showed concern just to obtain Li Yisheng's protection, but Li Yisheng really regarded him as his family.

He hasn't been treated sincerely for a long time.

Li Yisheng helped Li Qingxuan wipe his body, deal with the wound, and then helped him put on a new outfit before he got up panting.

"Qingxuan, you have a good sleep here today. When you recover from your wounds, I will find a way to ask you for an errand, don't worry."

After saying that, he picked up the wooden basin and lowered his head to leave.

Li Qingxuan knew that Li Yisheng was now in a depressed mood.

The other party is only about twenty years old, has a low background and little knowledge. No matter how mature he is, how can he mature?

If you really want to control your emotions, you won’t be full of hurt now. This must be because you have something hidden in your heart and have made mistakes in your work. You are punished for this.

"Uncle."

Li Qingxuan called Li Yisheng.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?"

Li Yisheng paused.

"Uncle, if you feel uncomfortable, don't hold it in. I'm the only relative like you now. If you're so tired of holding it in, I don't know how to live."

Although these words seemed too mature when he said them, Yingchun Tower did not look like a good place. Li Qingxuan was worried that his uncle would not be able to adjust, and if something happened later, he really had no support.

Li Yisheng was in a daze at this time, holding the wooden basin, standing at the door. Hearing this, his body trembled, his head raised, but tears couldn't stop surging out: "Qingxuan, Uncle is useless."

His voice choked and trembled.

Li Qingxuan listened silently.

"I'm just a waste."

"I asked for it. If I wanted to report to the officials and ask them to pay for someone, I would need at least one thousand taels of silver! One thousand taels! I flatter and pretend to be my grandson every day, and I was exhausted and I only had a few taels of silver in a month. Even if I sold myself, I couldn't afford the money!"

"I'm just a waste!"

"If I have the talent for martial arts and learn the advanced martial arts in the gang, I can now go to find the bandits to take revenge... But I have poor physique and even become a chef. I can only rely on flattery and monthly filial piety!"

"I'm just a waste!!"

"My tribe members died tragically, but I found that I could not do anything. I didn't even dare to go back to help them collect the bodies..."

"I feel uncomfortable!"

Men don’t cry easily because they have not reached the sad place.

Li Yisheng didn't hold back and cried loudly.

Hearing my uncle's words, Li Qingxuan couldn't help but think of his previous life's plans, but in the end he could not escape the powerlessness of death.

“Hey.”

"Strength..."
Chapter completed!