After her husband died in battle, she relied on the villain cub to make a comeback.

Let’s talk about the deep mountains behind the ruined temple.

Madam Wei slapped Wei Xiaolong's face like crazy, and said angrily, "How many times have I told you to catch Xiao Xingzhi, Xiao Xingzhi! Ye Zhizhi's eldest son! The one who will soon be admitted as a scholar and soar to the sky!"

"Look what kind of thing you brought back!"

"Even Wuya, Four Pillars, or Two Pillars are still better than him! If you trade him for 3000 taels, are you fucking daydreaming?!"

"Okay!" Wei Xiaolong was originally the golden child of the Wei family. He sucked the blood of several sisters and grew up doted on. After being scratched like this, he lost his temper. He slapped him and said:

"Aren't they all adopted children? How can we distinguish between high and low? No matter what, he is a boy with sound limbs, and he is more valuable in Ye Zhizhi's heart than Wuya, a girl!"

"You know the shit!"

Mrs. Wei scratched her head and collapsed instantly, "Ye Zhizhi went back to her parents' house this time, so she brought Si Zhu and Wu Ya with her. You can imagine the importance of these two children in her heart!"

She held up the hair of three pillars with one hand and exposed it to the child's face, "Er Zhu and the others, who don't look like little fairy boys in the sky, can make a lot of money just by selling them.

Look at this again!He is mediocre in appearance, dull and stupid, and Ye Zhizhi is so shrewd and selfish. Even 3000 taels, let alone 300 taels, may not come to his rescue! "

The woman tore hard and almost pulled off a whole piece of the child's scalp.

"How can you blame me for this? I was looking for Xiao Xingzhi. Who knew it was him who followed me?"

Wei Xiaolong panicked. How could he know that Sanzhu was so unwelcome? He was so angry and furious that he punched Sanzhu's face with several fists and cursed angrily, "You little bastard, you are so damn bad for me! Why don't you die?" ah!"

His fist was like a hammer, hitting the flesh with a muffled sound.

The shock made Sanzhu dizzy.

The blood on the corners of the mouth, nose and ears spread like spider webs.

My body aches.

The rag stuffed in his mouth was knocked away by Wei Xiaolong at some point.

He instinctively curled up into a ball, as if he was still in the mother's womb, protecting himself fragilely.

His eyes were covered with thick blood. He clasped his little hands and acted coquettishly, "Mom, it hurts..."

It really hurts.

I just want to find my mother.

I also want to hug my mother like Si Zhu.

But will I never see my mother again?

Sanzhu looked up at the scorching sun.

He didn't know the specific concept of 3000 taels of silver.

After all, that is far away for a child, and Ye Zhizhi can make him happy for a long time with just a penny of pine nut candies.

But he probably understands that 3000 taels may require a lifetime of hard work, but she may not be able to save it.

Aniang will not come to save him, Sanzhu is sure.

There are so many children in the family, and he is not the smartest, nor is he the most coquettish and talkative.

The relationship with my mother is not as close as that of my younger siblings.

He is stupid and stupid.

The eldest brother can recite the knowledge fluently after hearing it once, and the second brother can calculate a good account after hearing the numbers.

And he is just a dispensable child.

Not even worth 30 taels.

"enough!"

Seeing that after the beating continued, there was no good piece of flesh left on Sanzhu's body. Wei stopped him and said, "Wait a minute. If Ye Zhizhi can come up with 300 taels, throw this burden back."

"What if I can't get it out."

"Kill it."

Wei gritted her teeth and said, "Anyway, they have no proof that we did it. Since they are selfish and don't save you, then let Sanzhu die with you!"

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And the other side.

Ye Zhizhi hurriedly ran to the town. After thinking about it, he found Zhao Zhongxiang, borrowed another 1000 taels from him, exchanged it for 2000 taels, threw the silver into a cloth bag, and threw it into the ruined temple according to regulations. He left a note in the most conspicuous place, turned around and left.

After three or four hours, a man impatiently walked down the mountain. Because the ruined temple was very desolate and gloomy, there were no people here.

Except for shameless ones like Wei Xiaolong.

He found the cloth bag and opened it. The light of gold made him almost poop on the spot to express his excitement.

A pair of eyes full of greed, "Damn, I knew that damn old lady wanted to kill me because she had money but didn't want to give it to me!"

"I bother!"

Wei Xiaolong spit, turned around and left with Jin Zi in his arms.

What he didn't know was that Ye Zhizhi slipped out of the space and followed him all the way around, going around here and there. Every time he looked back, Ye Zhizhi hid in the space.

Wei Xiaolong didn't see anyone following him, so he breathed a sigh of relief and ran to the hiding place.

It was completely dark on the mountain. Mrs. Wei found firewood and lit a fire with a fire stick. From a distance, the eerie fire looked like a hundred ghosts walking at night.

Sanzhu was covered in blood and was thrown to the ground. His whole body was confused.

When he saw Wei Xiaolong coming back, he looked at him with anger and kicked him up.

"Damn, sister, you're right, this kid is really worthless, and Ye Zhizhi is not willing to give 3000 taels to save him!"

Sanzhu's eyes dimmed.

Although he has long known that he is a worthless person, he still feels very worried when he sees that his mother has not thought of saving him.

Even if it’s 30 taels?

He can face death happily.

"Then what's in your bag?" Wei asked.

"2000 taels."

"What?!" Mrs. Wei was shocked, "Where did you get so much money?"

"Ye Zhizhi gave it to me. He also left me a note and followed me to read."

Wei Xiaolong threw the note in front of Sanzhu and muttered, "But you are right, sister. If it were another child, she would definitely be willing to take 3000 taels!"

With a face full of complaints, he didn't notice that Sanzhu, who was paralyzed on the ground, shrank his pupils the moment he saw the note.

Seeing the gold, Mrs. Wei excitedly took two bites, "Okay, let's do this this time. Let's take the gold and hide outside until the storm passes..."

Wei Xiaolong nodded excitedly, "By the way, sister, go and give Sanzhu some water. Don't die. We'll tie up Xiao Xingzhi and Ye Zhizhi to ask for money next time."

Unexpectedly, Wei just went over and pulled out the cloth from Sanzhu's mouth.

The child said "Wow——" and vomited blood in one mouthful, "It's uncomfortable...it hurts..."

He rolled his eyes and passed out.

Mrs. Wei was so frightened that she vomited blood and fainted without breathing.

She put her hand under Sanzhu's nose, screamed, and immediately stepped back more than ten steps, "Dead, dead...he's dead!"

"what?!"

Wei Xiaolong also hurriedly touched it, never thinking that this child was really out of breath.

"You killed someone! You killed someone!" Wei made a rooster cry.

"Shut up!" Wei Xiaolong was also frightened.

He didn't want to let the three pillars die.

I just wanted to beat the child to let off some steam, "Run, run quickly."

He grabbed the cloth bag containing the gold, turned around and ran away.

Just when the two men ran forty or fifty steps away from the three pillars in a panic, Ye Zhizhi appeared, carrying two big rocks, and threw them over, knocking them down to the ground.