The girl was originally desperate, but she never thought that a stranger she met for the first time was not dissatisfied with her rudeness, but instead had the intention of helping her.

Some hope surged in his heart, but more of it was despair. Seeing Solo just waiting for her answer, the girl finally paused weakly again and murmured: "It's useless, no one can persuade my elder brother. He is hopeless."

Shanfei smiled and walked slowly over, sat down next to the furnace in the blacksmith shop, reached out and touched the furnace, which was cold. Seeing that the girl was just squatting there in a daze, Shanfei asked, "What's your elder brother's name?"

"Wang Daehem." The girl replied.

"Where are you?" asked Soo Fei again.

The girl was stunned, looked up at Solo Fei, but didn't see any sarcastic intentions from it. After a while, she whispered: "My name is Lianhua."

"Is this blacksmith shop passed down by your father?" Soo Fei said slowly.

Lianhua said "um" and bit her lower lip and said, "My father has passed away for a while."

"Your brother's iron-making skills don't look good." Solo glanced at some simple farm tools around.

"you!"

Lianhua stood up suddenly and glared at Solo Fei. Obviously, she didn't like to hear this sentence. She just saw Solo Fei still smiling at her, and there was no ridicule in her smile. She said dejectedly: "Everyone here says that. When my father was there, my elder brother just wanted to do something exciting and never thought of making a blacksmith."

"But after Ling Zun passed away, his family had no livelihood. Your elder brother did nothing big, so he had to return to the blacksmith shop?" asked San Fei.

Lianhua looked at Soofei in surprise and thought to herself how did you know?

It's strange at all when flying alone. There is nothing new under the sun. No matter what is ancient and modern, many things seem to be the same. They have great ambitions and turn around in a dirt.

Ideal fullness, realistic skinny.

"Do you have a younger brother?" Soo Fei continued to ask.

Lianhua was even more surprised and couldn't help asking: "Who are you? How do you know about my family?"

"Guess." Shanfei laughed silently, and pointed to the woodcut tiger and bamboo knife placed on the chopping board. "Isn't your brother and sister playing with this? Boys are playing with these things."

Lianhua was surprised that the boy's observation was insignificant and did not want to fly solo to come from an archaeological family since childhood. If we judged it in terms of eye skills, he would definitely be a master of this, otherwise he would not have identified the seven antiquities soon.

"My little brother is called Hutou, he wants to study." Lianhua said nodded.

"Your elder brother went back to the blacksmith shop again, is it because you are studying?" Shanfei pondered.

Lianhua's eyes turned red, "Yes, he only depends on him to support his family. I had worked hard to save some tuition for my younger brother, but..." Tears flowed down again, Lianhua sobbed, "This money was taken away by my elder brother, and I didn't beat him. He must have gone to bet again!"

She was sad and desperate when she said this. If her family still worked hard, no matter how hard or tired she was, she would still have hope. But what else would she expect from a family that lost hope?

Shanfei sighed, and before he could say anything, he heard a loud noise from the blacksmith shop door. A man broke in. The man looked at his muscles and looked very majestic. He looked at his appearance, but he was just a boy who seemed to be with Shanfei.

"Brother." Lianhua shouted, "Where did you... get the money?"

Of course, the young man was Wang Dahui. As soon as he entered the shop, he immediately said, "Lianhua, let's go quickly." He grabbed his sister and rushed out. Lianhua broke free and said, "Where is going? The stove did not catch fire today, and I didn't make a penny. Go back to drink the northwest wind?"

"Don't worry about these." Wang Dachui was a little panicked and said anxiously: "Where are you? Are you still listening to Mr. Xun? Take me to find him."

"You lost again, right?" Lianhua gritted her teeth and said, "How much did you lose..."

Before Wang Dahui could answer, he heard someone outside the shop say in a strange way: "This time he lost, even if he sold the blacksmith shop, he would not be able to pay off the debt."

Lianhua was shocked. When Wang Dachu heard the sound, his body shook, slowly let go of his sister, but clenched his fists.

When he saw the solo, he sighed secretly. He saw three people standing at the door, and the leader had a long horse-faced face. If he played the villain, it would be a true performance. Two men stood on the left and right face, one tall and the other short, holding his arms around him, blocking them like the door panel, with a short knife inserted between his waist.

"What, do you want to run away if you lose?" Ma took a step forward and glanced at Solo Fei with a sideways. He didn't understand what this person was doing here, but obviously he didn't take Solo Fei to heart.

"No. Boss Yin." Wang Dachu's mouth twitched, "I want to... take my sister... to borrow money to repay you."

"How much did you lose?" Lianhua grabbed the eldest brother and shook it madly.

"Go aside." Wang Dahui waved his hand and broke away from his sister's tearing. Lianhua staggered and almost hit the melting furnace, but was supported by solo.

A little sweaty on his forehead. Wang Dachui knew that Boss Yin was cruel and ruthless, so he pretended to be calm and said, "Boss Yin, give me a few days, and I will lend the money back to you. If you don't believe me, won't this blacksmith shop still be there?"

"What kind of blacksmith shop is worth twenty coins?" Boss Yin laughed.

Lianhua Ben still wanted to ask, but when he heard this sentence, his face was pale and bloodless, he exclaimed in a burst of voice: "How could you lose twenty coins?"

She sewed and repaired her clothes a day, and only earned a few cents. It was difficult for her to feed her family. Twenty cents of money was a total astronomical figure for her, and she was afraid she would be hard to make it in her life.

Wang Dachui's face was also pale, and he said for a long time: "Boss Yin, don't worry, I will definitely pay it back... I will borrow money, I will sell myself, and I will definitely pay it back."

"How much money are you worth? You can't even beat a knife." Boss Yin laughed and said, "I think you are betting with you once. Now I'll give you another chance. You can borrow money and sell your sister plus this blacksmith shop for ten cents of money."

Before he could finish his words, the lotus had fallen softly to the ground.

Boss Yin had no sympathy at all, and said lightly: "You should hurry up and borrow the remaining ten coins of money, otherwise I might sell her to Ruxianlou..."

"You..." Wang Dazhi stepped forward, and the tall man next to him had already hugged his arms and stopped him, sneering: "What are you going to do?" Although Wang Dazhi was strong, the man was obviously stronger. He touched the handle of the knife around his waist and sneered without saying a word.

Wang Dahui felt cold in his heart. He knew that Boss Yin was very powerful in the south of the city, and his subordinates were all desperate people who killed people without blinking. The short man had already walked towards Lianhua and grabbed her in the chest and said, "Let's go with the man."

Lianhua sat on the ground and couldn't stand up. She supported the ground with her hands and retreated repeatedly. When the short man took another step forward and was about to grab it, Wang Dahui roared and turned around and rushed over.

I didn't expect that the tall and strong man was prepared, but just crossed his legs and tripped Wang Dahai to the ground lightly.

Seeing that the short man was about to grab Lianhua's shoulder, he suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Lianhua behind him.

Everyone was stunned.

Of course, the man who took action was going solo.

He flew solo with a smile on his face and looked at the cold light flashing in his eyes and said, "Boss Yin, right? Don't worry, it's just twenty-six taels. What a big deal, why bother to touch him? This is how I'm fine for Wang Dahui."

----------Reply to a book friend's post

Some book friends were a little dissatisfied with Mo Wu’s remarks about the doctors. Mo Wu emphasized this - Mo Wu was just talking about some evil doctors.

Of course, there are some problems that cannot be avoided in any industry. It has been the same in ancient times. In ancient times, there were Hua Tuo and Zhang Zhongjing, and there were also quack doctors who fundamentally misled human life.

If you are a doctor, prescribe medicines with a clear conscience, treat diseases, be kind-hearted and have transparent fees, we will like you. As for other things, we are not ours, just ask our original heart.
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