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Chapter 41 Preparing for a rainy day

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    Ma Lian'er was very embarrassed, afraid of being misunderstood as brother and sister, it would be even more unbearable, so she blushed and said, "Uncle, I'm sorry, I was too careful when I went out with my husband."

    Yang Ling was taken aback. At this time, he would inevitably get darker and darker when he distinguished, so he kept silent.  The big man suddenly said: "I said, is it to go back to her mother's house for the New Year? The Tartars are tossing around a lot, and we are also fleeing to the city, so let's go with us."

    The big man's surname is Han, Han Lin, the eldest son is Han Wei, the second son is Han Wu, and the third is named Mancang, which is a vulgar name. People from poor families often give their children auspicious names. Yang Ling has seen several of them.  It's called Mancang, but unfortunately most of the people with this name are poor.

    Han Lin hid in the mountain nest ahead and took in hundreds of refugees along the way. It was all thanks to the father and son's hunting that they survived.  This family seemed rather dull, and they were not good at chatting and chatting. They just smiled politely, and strode forward with their prey on their backs.

    But Man Cang'er took the muntjac deer, looked at Yang Ling with a smile, then at Ma Lian'er, took Yang Ling, and said quietly: "Brother Yang, your wife is very beautiful, even more beautiful than my sister."  .

    Ma Lian'er blushed when she heard this, but joy inadvertently floated between her brows and eyes, "daughter-in-law", this title really made her throbbing when she was just in love.  Yang Ling coughed twice in embarrassment. He could neither admit nor deny it, so he could only pretend to be deaf and dumb.

    Han Wu said to Han Wei: "Brother, after the heavy snowfall, the herds of beasts are looking for food. It really is a good opportunity for hunting. Now more than a hundred people can drink broth."

    Han Wei said: "Well, the young people have gone to pick dried fruits nearby together. Including these prey, there is enough for everyone to have a full meal. It is estimated that we will be able to go to Jiming Station next night."

    Han Wu spat and said: "Even those old people and children know how to gather some dry firewood nearby for everyone to keep warm, but the third brother of the Yang family is too bad, why don't you do it?  angry!"

    Han Wei bumped into him and said, "Stop complaining, tell Dad to hear and kick you, no matter what, it's a relative of our brother-in-law's family, and it's not bad for him."

    While competing with the little deer, Han Mancang said angrily: "If you want me to say, we shouldn't have escaped back. There are only more than 30 Tartars who went to our village to rob. If Dad and us  Martial arts, still not deal with them?"

    Uncle Han stood on a rock wall and hummed heavily to his youngest son, "Arrogance! Let's get rid of those dozens of Tartars, and if we turn around, hundreds or thousands of Tartars will be attracted to level the village.  What's the use of personal martial arts in the ten thousand horse army?

    He put his hips on his hips and taught his son, "I heard when I was studying art in Shaolin, when Master Chengzu was in distress, Master Daoyan asked Shaolin to send 300 monks and soldiers to help in the battle. In the end, only more than 100 monks came back alive, and half of them were monks.  Disabled. At that time, Master Xuyun, the elder of the Arhat Hall who led the team, was invulnerable to swords and guns with a golden bell cover and an iron cloth shirt.

    Han Mancang said unconvinced: "Isn't it useless to learn martial arts?" Father Han said hesitantly: "Not necessarily, the 300 monks and soldiers in Shaolin fought against more than 2,000 people for an hour, but the army  Fighting, what is the use of hundreds of martial arts masters?"

    Seeing that the little guy was a little frustrated, Yang Ling coaxed him: "Don't be discouraged, that's because the commander can't do it right. Of course it won't work if such a master is sent to charge the battle. If he is responsible for looting and burning food and grass, killing officials, he will be better than tens of thousands of troops."  It still works."

    When Yang Ling said this, he was suddenly blessed, and his heart thumped: "No way? His surname is Han, he has three sons, he studied art in Shaolin, and now he is a hunter".

    Yang Ling felt a little nervous: "Could it be that this is the old man, brother-in-law, and brother-in-law whom I have never met? But I don't know him, why doesn't he know me."

    In fact, even if he doesn't have a muddy face now, Father Han won't think about his son-in-law.  Father Han also saw his uncle a few times after his daughter got married, but his current complexion is far from the sallow and dying appearance at the beginning.

    Han Lin already knew from the fleeing villagers that my uncle had recovered and moved to Jimingyi. Now even though he looked familiar, he would never have thought that the person who brought his wife to visit relatives in the city would be his son-in-law.

    And Yang Ling had never met Youniang's natal family. He was afraid that Youniang would find out his flaws. When she heard her mention family members in the chat, he didn't dare to ask for their names. At this time, he became suspicious, and Yang Ling suddenly panicked.

    He chatted up with Father Han nervously: "Uncle Han, where did you escape from?"

    Han Lindao: "From Pingyunling, I hunted in the mountains for more than ten days. As soon as I returned to Baozi, I ran into Tartars. I hurriedly went to the ravine with my fellow villagers. Where did you two come from???  "

    Yang Ling was shocked, Ping Yunling?  You can't be wrong, this burly man clad in animal skins and big enough to fit himself is really Mr. Taishan!

    He laughed dryly, and hastened to make amends: "Uncle misunderstood, that lady is not a clumsy, just now she didn't know the basics, so she lied to you."

    "Oh?" Han Lin looked at him suspiciously, Yang Ling hurriedly explained: "WellActually, the two of us came from the Jiming Station to report to our Daming Army, but we fought together and were killed by the Tartars.  I was so lost in the woods. As forshe was frightened at the time, you are someone who has been there, you understand? Hehehe" He raised his chin at the old man,  Handed over a very manly smiling face.

    Han Lin laughed knowingly. After laughing, he stroked his beard. He still didn't know what he understood, but he didn't want to ask again.  Yang Ling took the opportunity to briefly talk about the series of his interrogation, ambush, escape, and encounter with wolves, and give the old man a vaccination first.

    In the valley, people used dead tree trunks to rely on the natural terrain to build many sloping huts, which were covered with leaves and snow to form temporary homes. Now, stones are used to set up a few iron pots with missing ballast in front of the huts.  There was a crackling sound, and the snow water in the pot had boiled, emitting white steam.

    These people seem to have escaped from experience when they fled. They have all the pots and pans. In fact, all their usual household belongings except the two beds are just a few things.  Seeing that Han Lin and his son brought back so many prey, the ragged and dull-looking refugees became a little angry, and they all came forward to help them carry and slaughter the prey.

    Although Boss Han brought back two strangers, one of whom was as beautiful as a flower, but these people, even those young people who were full of blood, didn't pay much attention to them. They saw too many refugees along the way.  And beauty now they are not as attractive as a piece of steamed bun.

    Han Lin invited Yang Ling and Ma Lian'er to sit in front of his hut. Brother Han Wei cut up large pieces of wolf meat and venison and threw them into the pot.  Some rice was added, some salt was added, and then dried fruits picked up by many refugees were infiltrated, and the air began to be filled with the aroma of food.

    At this time, an old voice said: "Brother Han, can we make it to the cock crowing today? Some folks have a cold, and there is no medicine or medicine. I am afraid they will not be able to survive."

    Yang Ling heard the reputation, and saw an old man staggering towards him with a crutch. The old man had a square face, a red face, and a pair of thick white eyebrows that grew to the tip of his eyebrows. When he saw Yang Ling, the old man was stunned.  He also stared at the old man in astonishment, he recognized the old man, the old man went up to the mountain to visit him on the second day after his rebirth, this man was Mrs. Yang, the head of the Yang family.

    The old man was stunned for a moment, and suddenly raised his walking stick angrily and hit Yang Ling, cursing, "You unworthy thing, you even sold your ancestral property, are you worthy of your father? Are you worthy of your ancestors?"  ? Such a big matter, you don¡¯t discuss it with me, your wings are stiff, aren¡¯t you?¡±

    Yang Ling was confused and then backed away, not knowing why the old man of the family was angry: I'm selling my real estate, what's the point of negotiating with you, is there any need to be so angry, the clan even has to ask about this matter?

    Han Lin grabbed Mrs. Yang's arm and said with a smile, "What are you doing, brother, please talk nicely if you have something to say."

    Old Mrs. Yang said bitterly: "I know that you are partial to your uncle. This little bastard sells his ancestral property without discussing such a big matter with the clan. Does he still regard himself as the Yang family?" (Remember this site URL: www.hlnovel  .com
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