Unfortunately, a happy life is never the main theme. ¡° Xiao Shitou¡¯s uncles, whom Zi Baifeng had been worried about before, finally came to visit. When Xiao Shitou's father died of a hunting injury, his two uncles, under the instigation of his second aunt, couldn't wait to drive Xiao Shitou and the Yanwu family out of the house, and divided up their eldest brother's family fortune. At that time, life in Xiayan Village was not as difficult as it is now. It was still a well-known Jade Village, at least in terms of appearance, it was still decent. But a few years later, life in Xiayan Village became more and more difficult. Xiao Shitou's second aunt encouraged his two uncles to go to a town near Mengcheng to seek life. return. However, after Zijian made a betrothal gift to the Yanwu family with generous gifts, they came back. Xiao Shitou's father was once the best hunter of the younger generation in the village. He was tall and strong. His two uncles were also strong men. They did menial work in the town. From a distance, they looked like two men. Like a door god. Sandwiched between his two uncles was a woman in a red dress and green jacket, with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks. This was Xiao Shitou's difficult second sister-in-law. Knocking on the door of Yan Wu's house, the second aunt slapped her out and said angrily: "You unruly womanizer, who allowed you to remarry? You are born as a member of our Yan family, and you die as ours." The ghost of the Yan family!" This slap hit Yan Wu's face, knocking Yan Wu to the ground immediately. This skinny and bitter woman suddenly got a burst of strength from somewhere, and half of Yan Wu's face fell to the ground. His face was swollen. "Who are you? Why are you beating people!" Zijian heard the sound and rushed over, pushed the second aunt away, and wanted to help Yan Wu up. "This is the wild man you raised by a prodigal! No wonder my elder brother died so strangely. It turned out that you colluded with the wild man to harm my elder brother!" Second Aunt Shitou didn't know where the bad intentions came from. Come on, it's too late to see. "It's you who killed my eldest brother, please give me your eldest brother's life!" Xiao Shitou's two uncles were not economical lamps either. They howled and rushed forward, fighting with Zijian. Zijian has been nourished by spiritual energy all day these days and has eaten crane eggs. He has become much stronger. However, he is already a thin person and a craftsman who relies on his crafts to make a living. He does not often fight, so he fights with the two of them. , suddenly suffered a lot of hidden losses, and was knocked to the ground not long after. "You are bad guys! You hit my mother!" Xiao Shitou yelled and rushed out, hugged the third uncle's thigh, and bit him. When his uncles left, he was still young and had long since stopped. I recognize these people. "Go away, you bastard! Maybe you had a child with a wild man!" The second aunt pulled down the shit basin again. The third uncle kicked the little stone aside and hit the door with a bang. However, the little stone was used to fighting and had a tough temper. Fei Jianzi couldn't make him fall down with his kick. , How could he give up at this time? He hugged the third uncle's thigh and bit it down again, never letting go. "You're a dog! Tell me!" The third uncle kicked the little stone twice, but still couldn't get away. The second uncle came up and kicked the little stone twice in the stomach, and then the little stone said something - Instead of spitting it out, he bit off a piece of meat. "Little stones!" Zijian was going crazy. His own little stones hurt before it was too late. He was never willing to hit a finger. How dare these people hit small stones like this! The son was her mother's heartthrob. Seeing Xiao Shitou being treated like this, the Yanwu family still had the gentleness of the past. She picked up a stick under the door and beat her head and face. The second aunt was beaten so hard that she ran away with her head in her arms. Auntie was more experienced in fighting than Yan Wu, and soon she hugged Yan Wu. The two of them were fighting each other, one pulling her hair and the other scratching her face. The small stone rolled on the ground, stood up like a normal person, pointed at a few people, and shouted: "Bad guy! Bite him! Bite him!" The two puppies howled and pounced on them, although they were not grown yet. The grown-up puppy felt like it weighed a thousand kilograms when it was thrown on it. The third uncle of Xiao Shitou was thrown to the ground and rolled around after being bitten. "I'll bite you to death!" Xiao Shitou was not willing to be outdone and pounced on him. "Ouch!" Suddenly a loud scream was heard, and blood was pouring from the second uncle's thigh. Zijian held a sharp knife, without saying a word, and stabbed the second uncle's thigh with the knife, causing sudden severe pain. The second uncle immediately lost his fighting ability. Zijian still said nothing, kicked his second uncle away, and slashed at his third uncle with a knife. "Stop it! Stop it!" When Yan Laowu heard that Xiao Shitou's second uncle and others were back, he knew something was wrong and hurriedly came over to take a look. If he had come a few seconds later, he might have been killed. Looking at Zijian¡¯s cold and solemn eyes, Yan Laowu¡¯s heart trembled. He really dared¡ªhe really dared to kill someone.More than ten years ago, there was a flood in the Yanghe River. Zijian, who was just twenty years old, and Zi Baifeng, who was three years old, wandered for two years in the chaos of war! They survived refugees, bandits, poverty, and disease. ¡°I don¡¯t know how many young and strong people have starved to death. At the age of twenty, although he is already a father, he is just a big kid with a child. How did he survive? Who can know? How difficult is this? What have they experienced? Who can know? "Zi Baifeng's character and character, Zijian's determination." Although he is kind to others, he is by no means a weak person who can be bullied. He is not a barking mad dog, he is a forbearing lone wolf. These people are afraid they have found the wrong target to bully. Zi Baifeng¡¯s face was ashen and he clenched his fists tightly. When he came back, the fight was over. Yan Laowu called a few villagers and spent a lot of effort to separate the people on both sides. Not one of the six people was intact. Zijian's nose was bruised and his face was swollen. His second aunt and Yan Wu's hair was messy, her face was covered with bloodstains, and there were footprints all over Xiao Shitou's body. Although her second uncle was stabbed, the third uncle was the worst. The bite marks on his body were like a bag leaking blood. . There were only two puppies, Dashan and Xiaoshan, who were still panting excitedly, their tails wagging like windmills, obviously they hadn¡¯t bitten enough. How could Zi Baifeng's temper be tolerated? Screaming to kill these three bastards. "You have killed all the immortals, but how many unruly people can you still kill?" Zijian stretched out his hand and stopped Zibaifeng. After calming down, Zijian thought of a lot. As the saying goes, it is difficult for upright officials to deal with household matters. This matter today is their household matter. These people are also Xiao Shitou's uncles and aunts. They are unkind, but Zijian and Zi Baifeng cannot be unjust. It is easy to kill these people with Zi Baifeng's ability, but when Little Shitou grows up, he will always feel a little knotty in his heart. It's not worth it for a short time. Yan Laowu was working as a peacemaker nearby, but he also secretly hated these people in his heart. He would not come sooner or later, but tomorrow was the big day. How could this person with a bruised nose and swollen face, and bloodstains on his face, worship heaven and earth? The top priority was to separate them and go back to deal with their injuries. Yan Laowu was the elder of the clan and was responsible for handling village affairs. He called a few villagers and drove Xiao Shitou's second uncle and others back to their old residence. Zhuzi and Sigou looked at each other, swung their arms and followed. Erhei quietly touched an ax and followed suit - Yan Laowu pretended not to see it, and as long as no one was killed, he didn't care. These uncles and aunts of Xiao Shitou are indeed hated by people. Back then, Zhuzi was Xiao Shitou's father's best brother. I don't know how many times Xiao Shitou's mother and father had fought with his two uncles. The four dogs were Zi Baifeng's steadfast support. You bastard, Erhei has just returned from repairing the mill. How can he bear it when he sees his master being beaten like this? ???????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????How can the three injured people still end up well? How could I let Zi Baifeng vent his anger? Having just finished the matter here, when he turned around, his head suddenly became as big as a bucket. At the street entrance, three men, led by several villagers, were walking into the village. Although the old man is old, he has a good memory. He remembers clearly that he met these three people when Yan Laowu took Father Shitou to pay the betrothal gift ten years ago. The oldest one at that time was only in his twenties, and the youngest one was about the same size as a small stone now. Ten years have passed by and the youngest is now a great young man. "They are my elder brothers from my mother's family." Mrs. Yan Wu whispered to Zijian. In the past ten years, Mrs. Yan Wu's life had been difficult. It was not that she had not considered taking the little stone back to her parents' home. However, within a few days after returning, she was killed by her family. My sister-in-law came back crying. At this time, his brothers arrived, and I don¡¯t know why. Why? Isn¡¯t it for the betrothal gift? Mrs. Yanwu still remembers that when she got married ten years ago, her third brother was as big as a small stone. He hugged her legs and cried incessantly, refusing to let her go. After all these years, the third brother looked at her like a stranger. The eldest brother's smile was a little distant and his eyes flickered. After the second brother entered the door, he didn't look at her at all and just kept looking at the display in the east chamber. Those betrothal gifts. There were various betrothal gifts, and some meat was not put away. Yan Wu marinated it and hung it in a cool place on the wall to dry. The third brother occasionally raised his head, looked at the half piece of pork, and swallowed his saliva. "Xiao Wan" The eldest brother called her maiden name, then sighed and said, "Dad asked us to come." Yanwu family lowered her head and said nothing, while Zijian made tea. Sitting aside, expressionless. He probablyIt was enough to guess what these people were here for, but these people were family members of the Yan Wu family, and he could not speak. But learning from the past, he had already hidden the knife in his sleeve. "When you got married, your third son was only eight years old. Now he is eighteen years old in the blink of an eye. A few days ago, the matchmaker in the village told me about a daughter-in-law who asked for an eight-color betrothal gift." "You also know the things at home, The business of making ink has become more and more difficult in recent years. My father is ill and in poor health. Your second brother and I have no ability, so we can only guard the family stall, and we really can't come up with money" "You are the one who loves San'er the most. San'er is already eighteen years old. It's hard to find someone who is a good match. What Dad means is that if you have one, take some"