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Volume 4 Leviathan 133 Demolition

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    The proprietress smiled slightly, stretched out her hand to smooth the long hair hanging down from her temples, and while lifting the clay pot to refill Songshen's cup, she said with a smile: "I run a restaurant, and I'm just the one who pours wine and tea for others."  "Well, there's nothing wrong with that. But if you, the boss lady, are yelling at you randomly, aren't you afraid of offending someone?" "This¡ª¡ª" Song Shen was stunned when he heard this, and thought to himself that there was something taboo about this Moulmein?  , I didn¡¯t know that I offended someone unintentionally. Fortunately, this woman was very kind and didn¡¯t care about herself. She quickly stood up and solemnly asked: ¡°I¡¯m from Mandalay. The customs here in Moulmein are not the same.  I understand, please tell me how to call me!" "Haha!" The woman smiled: "Everyone else calls me Su Ji, but you call me this name!" "This!" Song Shen felt relieved.  , the other party in love needs to be called by his first name, and he is not a fool. Recalling the other party's concern for him all the time, he has already understood six or seven points. He smiled bitterly and said: "Mrs. Boss, I appreciate your kindness, but  I, Song Shen, am a poor man who owns the land under my feet. I have nothing but hard work. It¡¯s really inappropriate!¡± ¡°What¡¯s wrong with that?¡± Su Ji stepped forward and filled the cup with sugar cane juice.  She put it into Song Shen's hand and said: "I, Su Ji, am a woman. What I want is a man who can stand up for himself. Money can be earned, but integrity cannot be earned. If you are willing, just drink this glass of sugar cane juice. If you are not willing, just drink it."  Spill it out, and I will never pester you!" Song Shen held the cup, and a chill passed through the cup wall, making his palms feel cool and comfortable. He looked at the handsome young woman in front of him who was looking at him eagerly.  , looked at the cup in his hand, thought for a moment, and drank all the sugar cane juice in the cup.  "Okay, okay, okay, what do you want to eat, I'll have someone cook it for you!" Seeing that Song Shen agreed to her request, Su Kyi couldn't help being surprised and happy. This restaurant was originally her husband's property, and later her husband  She died early and didn't leave her a man or a woman, so she had to support herself. On weekdays, there were always some idle men who used this restaurant and their own ideals to cause trouble. Now that she has someone she can rely on, her life will be better in the future.  That was better. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.  "No need, these are already very good!" Song Shen hurriedly persuaded: "In the village, even the village chief can't eat such good food, it's already very good!" "What kind of village chief is not the village chief!" Su Kyi  Chao Songshen smiled: "This store will be yours from now on. I'm afraid I won't have anything to eat when I open the store! Come, pick some fresh shrimps and cook some!" While he was talking, a plate of shrimps was brought up from behind the kitchen. It turned out that  The dish is a traditional method in Southeast Asia. You put the live shrimps into the boiling water, scoop them up, and pour them with a special sauce. They are especially tender and delicious.  Song Shen had seen this kind of food before, and when she saw the bright red shrimps on the plate, some of which were still squirming, she didn't dare to take action. Su Ji smiled slightly when she saw it, sat aside and picked one out at random, her hands and feet were quick.  He peeled off the skin, put it into the bowl of Songshen, and said with a smile: "Eat it!" Two hours later, Songshen sat on the donkey cart in a daze, feeling the bumps and bumps coming from his buttocks.  He couldn't believe what had happened just now. The landlady who had been smiling at him actually said that she wanted to marry him. This was like a daydream.  Suddenly, a donkey brayed and woke up Song Shen. He looked up and saw that he was not far from the village. The donkey stopped, turned around and looked at him, snoring, looking indignant.  .  Song Shen was stunned, and when he looked down, he saw that the donkey's belly was already flat. He couldn't help but patted his head, and said with a bitter smile: "It's my fault that I only cared about eating enough for myself and forgot about you."  !" He quickly jumped off the donkey cart, took the material bag and put it in front of the donkey, and sprinkled some soybeans on it. The donkey snorted with satisfaction and started eating.  Song Shen looked at the delicious food of the animal, stretched out his hand to stroke the hair on his neck, and said with a smile: "Eat! Eat! Let's share the blessings. I have a tooth ceremony today, and you also have a tooth ceremony!" "Uncle Song Shen, Song Shen,  "Uncle Shen!" At this time, a short figure ran from a distance, shouting Song Shen's name as he ran. Song Shen took a closer look and saw that it was Awang who was always naked on weekdays. He hurriedly greeted him.  He went up, squatted down to support Awang, and asked: "What happened?" "It's not good, it's not good!" Awang said breathlessly: "You just went out in the morning, and a group of people with guns came.  Soldier, without saying a word, he demolished the houses and drove out the people, saying that now the village has become the property of the king, and there is nothing you can do. Go back and take a look! " "Ah?" Song Shen was shocked after hearing this.  Surprised, his knowledge was naturally not comparable to that of a big kid like Awang.  As far as he knew, because the province where Lan Maomian is located is close to the sea, the prosperity of the commodity economy is far greater than that of the inland provinces such as Mandalay and Myitkyina in the Kingdom. Therefore, the aristocratic large estate economy in the inland has basically collapsed, and the aristocratic estate economy has basically collapsed.  Only nominal ownership of the village land?The village only needs to pay a rent and a small amount of symbolic tribute to the noble lord at the end of each year to have the right to use it. Generally speaking, the noble lord has no power to interfere in the internal affairs of the village, let alone drive away the villagers.  If you leave your own village, after all, without hard-working tenants, those villages will soon be ruined, and the nobles themselves are not capable of running the manor, so why do they do things that harm others and do not benefit themselves?  "Come on, get in the car quickly!" Song Shen picked up Awang and put him in the car. Then he picked up the donkey's food bag. The donkey, which was enjoying its delicious food, raised its head in dissatisfaction and neighed at its owner.  Song Shen rubbed its head and said with a wry smile: "It's urgent. I'll let you eat as much as you want when I get back later!" Song Shen pulled the donkey cart with one hand and ran quickly to the village. The donkey seemed to understand.  The master said that he also started running quickly. After a while, the two of them arrived at the entrance of the village in a car. They heard bursts of crying coming from the village. Song Shen casually tied the reins to a tree by the road and took the car.  He grabbed Awang's pocket and ran towards the village.  As soon as Song Shen entered the village, he heard the sound of dogs barking and people inside. From a distance, he saw several soldiers in black uniforms carrying rifles and pulling several villagers carrying pots, pans, and belongings out of the village.  They were driven out of a thatched hut. As soon as they left the thatched hut, a soldier holding a torch casually threw the torch onto the roof. It was already the cool season, and the dry thatch on the roof caught fire as soon as it caught fire.  Seeing that her home was gone, a woman screamed in pain, dropped her belongings and rushed back towards the burning home. Two soldiers with quick eyesight and quick hands rushed forward and killed her.  After retreating, one of the leaders scolded: "You woman, you don't want your life. Didn't you see the fire?" "My home is gone, what are you still doing? It's better to die!" The woman lay on the ground and cried bitterly.  got up.  "Why are you so ignorant, woman!" shouted the soldier leader who had just thrown the torch: "This village is already the king's territory and will be used as a rubber plantation. Naturally, you can't live here! But the compassionate king has already  I have thought about it for you, and have allocated a piece of land twice the size of this village near Ren'anqiang for you. You can go there to rebuild a new village, and you will be exempted from rent and taxes for three years. Don't you think so?  "Why don't you thank His Majesty the King for your kindness?" "Rubber plantation?" Song Shen frowned. This unfamiliar word made him feel a little ominous. From his past experience, generally speaking, the appearance of these new things is not good for him.  It was not a good sign for the peasants. He was thinking of some excuse to get more information from the soldier leader when he heard the desperate woman scolding: "What is the king's decree? It must be the man from the north."  The evil plan of the Chinese devil has completely enchanted Her Majesty the Princess. He has taken away the land of us poor people and only returned us a wasteland with only stones and sand. Bah! May the gods and Buddhas in heaven punish you!  He broke his bones, took out his liver and put it on the scorching beach to be eaten by eagles! "You, a lowly woman, dare to curse the noble king!" The soldier leader was angered by the other party's curse!  , he pulled out the revolver from his waist and raised his hand to kill the opponent.  Song Shen was about to step forward to stop him when a shadow suddenly passed by him. Before he could realize what was going on, he heard a scream.  "Ouch! You bastard!" The soldier leader screamed loudly. It turned out that Awang, who had been standing behind Song Shen just now, saw that he was about to shoot and kill someone, so he rushed forward and bit the opponent's wrist with one bite.  The soldier leader dropped his pistol and punched and kicked Nga Wang. But although the child received a few punches and kicks, he became savage and allowed the other party to beat him, but he just refused to let go and used all his strength.  On one mouth.  When the soldier leader saw several of his subordinates standing aside and not coming to help, he couldn't help but get angry and cursed: "You bastards, why are you standing aside and watching and not coming to help? Why don't you shoot this dog?"  Bastard!" Those soldiers couldn't help but laugh when they saw their boss being forced into this state by a child who was at most seven or eight years old, but they hurried forward to help after being scolded.  You would never dare to shoot. After all, the two of them were already entangled, and the bullets didn¡¯t have eyes, so who knew whether they would hurt one of them.  I had no choice but to pull hard, but I didn't expect that Nga Wang had the most stubborn personality. No matter how hard others pulled him, he just bit on tightly and wouldn't let go. The bite force of a human being was far stronger than the strength of his arms, hands and feet. The little leader screamed repeatedly when he was bitten.  , several soldiers did not dare to use too much force, and for a while, several big men were unable to do anything to a seven or eight-year-old child.  The last soldier who was smarter reached out and pinched Awang's cheek tightly, touching the other's numbness, and then he let go.  The little leader looked at his wound. It was already bloody and bloody, and the wrist bones could be faintly seen. He couldn't help but feel angry.  He jumped up suddenly, picked up his revolver and walked towards Awang.He cursed in his mouth: "You bastard, let's see if I don't beat you to death!" Thank you book friend Count Christ 3 for the reward!  By the way, please recommend, collect, click, etc.!
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