Chapter 66
It was summer at this time, and the weather was hot and dry. The owner of the restaurant was dozing off at the counter, and the three of Su Chen woke him up when they walked to the counter.

"Hey, what do you want to eat, my guests?" The boss hastily bent over and greeted him with a smile on his face.

Su Chen smiled, went straight to the point, and asked, "Shopkeeper, do you have a young man named Yang Jian?"

"Yang Jian? I don't know him..."

The shopkeeper froze, then hurriedly waved his hands, dodging his eyes.

Not to mention Su Chen, even Jiang Ziya and Nezha behind him saw that the shopkeeper was telling lies.

At this moment, a woman's voice sounded from the back kitchen: "Old man, I'm going to the back mountain, if I don't keep an eye on Yang Jian, maybe I'm going to be lazy again..."

The voice gradually faded away, and the shopkeeper froze in place, not daring to look into the eyes of the three of them.

It was Su Chen who smiled slightly and broke the embarrassment: "The shopkeeper, we are not villains, and I came here this time to find him for something good!"

As he spoke, he glanced at Nezha.

Nezha understood, reached out and took out the waist badge, and put it on the counter: "Shopkeeper, this is my waist badge. We are the Royal Palace Guards. This time we are here to recruit new soldiers!"

The shopkeeper was Yang Jian's father. After a careful look, he returned the waist badge respectfully with both hands, and said cautiously, "Yang Jian is my son...just..."

The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, and finally heaved a long sigh: "Follow me, come and see!"

As he said that, he called the waiter, who was doing odd jobs, and told him to keep an eye on the shop, then led the three of them through the back kitchen and walked towards the back mountain.

Walking through the dense woods, one can see a young young man working hard on the woodland at a glance. He is bare-chested and his trouser legs are rolled up. The skin exposed outside has been tanned to a copper color. The vest is almost soaked and stuck to his body. A dirty cloth belt, the color can no longer be seen.

A woman about 40 years old was sitting on a tree stump in the shade, drinking tea and looking at Yang Jian.

"Jian'er, come here!" The shopkeeper yelled, Yang Jian turned around and saw that it was his father, he quickly agreed and put down the hoe.

But the woman was not happy, she frowned, and scolded: "Why are you so mad, old man? If you don't weed this land quickly, the harvest will be over! Yang Jian, don't move, weed all this land! "

Yang Jian glanced at his father, saw that his father was speechless, turned around and continued hoeing.

Su Chen and the others frowned, and Jiang Ziya asked in a low voice: "Shopkeeper, why do you let your son do such rough work? It is said that your restaurant is located at the bustling street of the capital, and there are waiters in the restaurant. It’s better for him to help you in the restaurant than to do this!”

Father Yang sighed, but reluctantly told the truth.

It turns out that Yang Jian's mother died shortly after giving birth to Yang Jian and his younger sister Lianhua, and Yang Jian was regarded as a weirdo since he was a child because he had a third eye on his forehead, and he couldn't read.

"The eyes on his forehead... Even I would be frightened occasionally! If it wasn't really helpless, how could I have the heart to do such rough work with my own flesh and blood?" Father Yang sighed again, his expression depressed.

However, the three of them scoffed at this statement.

If it was really because of his eyes, he could have given Yang Jian a house far away from people's habitation, allowing him to do what he wanted freely, instead of treating this woman like a cow and a horse like now.

"In short, in this situation, I can only let him wrap his eyes with cloth tape and do some rough work at home. I dare not put him in the store, for fear of scaring customers, or being reported by the government that my family has monster."

Father Yang continued to narrate, and Yang Jian's lackluster experience was quickly finished.

In short, Yang's father had a small fortune later, and Xu Xian married the current woman, making Yang Jian's life even more difficult.

This woman was critical of Yang Jian in every possible way, thinking that he was a monster and not a human being at all.

And Yang Jian has a submissive character, no matter how his stepmother treats him, he just keeps his head down and works, which makes the woman feel that Yang Jian is born to be a beast, and he can do whatever he wants.

After listening to Father Yang's narration, Su Chen and the others looked at Yang Jian who was working hard under the scorching sun, and each of them felt a little uncomfortable.

"Don't do it! Yang Jian, come here, I am the captain of the imperial guards!"

Instructed by Su Chen, Nezha greeted Yang Jian loudly. The woman beside him who was about to get angry heard that this was the captain of the imperial guards. .

Since she can live in the capital city, her vision is much better than that of the peasants in the countryside. She didn't pay attention to it before, but now she observes the three of them carefully. Although the coat is ordinary, the material exposed inside is something that even rich people dare not wear!

Regardless of whether these people came from the imperial guards or not, they must have a high status anyway.

She didn't dare to disturb her, so Yang Jian glanced at her and saw that she didn't refuse, so he put down his hoe, picked up the towel around his neck, wiped his face, and walked towards the four of them.

Su Chen knew that Yang Jian hadn't worshiped Master Yuding at this time, otherwise he wouldn't be doing such rough work here and being bullied by women.

"Yang Jian, are you willing to serve as a soldier with me?" Nezha asked.

Yang Jian was taken aback for a moment, and said in a muffled voice, "I'll listen to my parents!"

This is a pure filial person!
Jiang Ziya saw his character, and only then did he know why he obeyed the woman.

It turned out that in his heart, even though the woman was wrong in every way, she was still his mother. Although she was only a stepmother, in his heart, she was the same as his biological mother, so he didn't have too many complaints.

Su Chen turned to look at Father Yang, and asked, "Master Yang, are you willing to let Yang Jian serve as a soldier with me?"

"This..." Father Yang hesitated a little. He actually still had some father-son affection for Yang Jian, but this woman he married was getting too much for Yang Jian, and he also felt a little bit reluctant to see it.

Moreover, being a soldier, especially the imperial guards, sounds like a cool name, but in the eyes of ordinary people like them, it is almost the same as being an official. It is a good thing for both Yang Jian and the Yang family.

What's more, it is also a good thing for Yang Jian to leave the house without being scolded in front of the woman all the time.

"Mentors, I am naturally willing to let Yang Jian serve as a soldier, but are you sure you want to accept him? Jianer, come and show the eyes on the forehead of the officers..." Father Yang was a little worried that these people would see Yang Jian's actual situation. I regret it again, it's better to say it now.

Yang Jian, on the other hand, untied the forehead strap obediently.

I saw a vertical eye in the middle of his forehead closed tightly, but because he had been covered by a cloth strip, there was a mixture of sweat and tears between the closed eyelids.

But Yang Jian stretched out his hand and wiped it nonchalantly.

(End of this chapter)

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