Repayment of the little fox

"My parents are both dead, and my brothers and sisters are all dead without a burial place. What do you say you want me to call you?" Hu Zhi asked with a smile, digging out his ears.

Who wants to be a father?I'm afraid it wasn't cursed to death.Zhao San couldn't help shivering, and waved his hands in disgust: "Go, go, it's too bad luck, I won't sell it to you!"

Hu Zhi's anger rose sharply, and he slammed his right palm on the counter, and the smooth surface of the counter suddenly collapsed into the shape of a palm.Zhao Sandian swallowed his saliva, and said with a trembling voice, "I'll go get it right away."

Zhao San was almost scared out of his wits, where the evil star came from, and he couldn't afford to provoke him, so he quickly packed up the things Hu Zhi used.

Sikong watched in amazement, Zhao Sandian relied on the fact that the village was his third grandfather, and he was used to being arrogant in the village.Hu Zhi was so overbearing that he was so frightened that his legs went limp.

He leaned close to Hu Zhi's ear and asked in a low voice, "You don't have any relatives anymore?"

"What? Afraid I'll overwhelm you?" Hu Zhi raised his eyebrows.He was not born as a spirit fox, but was enlightened by the god of good fortune, so he has a demon character.

One day in the sky, one year on earth.When he was sent back to the forest by the God of Fortune, his parents and brothers were all eaten and fed to the belly of wild beasts, so naturally there was no place to bury him.Later, he practiced with his master to this day.

"No." Sikong hurriedly shook his head.I just feel that Hu Zhi is really pitiful. Although he is talking nonsense, he doesn't know the truth.

"You are wise. Knowing me, your luck is yet to come." Hu Zhi was triumphant.

On that side, Zhao San ordered Hu Zhi's belongings, and handed over a basket to hold things, and said with a smile: "Chenghui always has money."

Hu Zhi took out a small pouch from his sleeve.The purse is made of green linen commonly used by farmers, and the orchids embroidered on it are elegant and delicate with exquisite stitches.This is a purse embroidered by Sikong himself, which contains all three hundred tattoos. On the way here, Sikong gave it to Hu Zhi.

Hu Zhi took out a copper plate, put it on the counter, and turned to leave.Zhao Sandian hurriedly grabbed Hu Zhi's arm, not feeling too bad, and asked eagerly, "You are robbing!"

Hu Zhi shook off impatiently: "Isn't this one?"

"Can Yiguan be the same as one? If you want to get it for nothing!" Zhao Sandian said with a stiff neck.

Seeing Hu Zhi's confused face, Sikong conjectured for no reason that this little brother must not even understand the common sense that money is actually a thousand copper coins.

"Always equal to one thousand Wen." Sikong reminded in a low voice.

"One thousand." Hu Zhi suddenly realized.He coughed and said pretendingly, "Usual money is equal to a thousand copper coins. I don't know what a three-year-old child knows. It's just a joke with the boss."

Sikong suppressed a smile, guessing that Hu Zhi might not be as clear as a three-year-old child.

Hu Zhi weighed the small purse, and asked Sikong: "There are only three hundred Wen, do you have any copper coins? Not enough."

Sikong shook his head and said, "Why don't you return all the oil, salt, soy sauce and vinegar, as long as you have rice."

"How can that be? I firmly disagree." Hu Zhi's eyes widened, and the tips of his ears moved back.Although Yang Huaxuer is fragrant, one meal is enough.

"Say to me quickly, 'Hu Zhi, please listen to my wish, I hope to have enough money.'" Hu Zhi said.

Sikong was stunned, what's the reason?Could it be that if he told Hu Zhi that he wanted money, he would have money?

"Say it quickly." Hu Zhi urged.

Hu Zhi's eyes were clear and shining, looking at him expectantly.Sikong had no choice but to repeat in a stumbling manner: "Hu...zhi...please listen to my wish, I hope to have...enough money."

After finishing speaking, Sikong suddenly felt ashamed, felt that he was so stupid, and he was still stupid in front of outsiders.

In broad daylight, just make silly talk like an idiot's dream.Zhao Sandian said dissatisfiedly: "You don't have to pretend to be stupid, can't you still pay the usual money? You are the Si family. Sikong boy, before your father died, you specially went to my third grandpa for certification. I will give you ten mu of land and ten taels of silver. Now you say you have no money, and you are lying to me."

Mr. Zhao San is the head of a village, equivalent to the head of a village.If there is any objection to matters such as family division and property inheritance in the village, they should be resolved with Mr. Zhao San.But Sikong's father was worried that there would be no one to take care of the stupid Sikong, so he specially made a will to guarantee Sikong's power.

"When you were stupid, your elder brother helped take care of this inheritance. Now that you are not stupid, the family has been separated, so it must be returned to you." Zhao Sandian said.

As soon as Hu Zhi's eyes lit up, he said Caicai would come.

"Put the basket here first, let's get the money." Hu Zhi put the purse back into his sleeve, took Sikong's hand and went straight to the Si's house.

Sikong stared at the hands they were holding. Hu Zhi's hand was different from his bluffing personality, it was soft and cute, with a soft sensuality, like the paw pads of cats and dogs.He squeezed it quietly and then, unconsciously, a smile formed on the corner of his mouth.

Hu Zhi noticed something unusual and turned back to stare at him: "What a joke. Your entire ten acres of land and ten taels of silver have all been confiscated by your elder brother, and you can still laugh?" Although the smile is pretty good.

Sikong restrained his smile: "I know."

"I know you don't want to understand?" Hu Zhi slapped him on the arm with his backhand.

Sikong was cleverly beaten, he didn't feel the pain, but he felt a little wronged: "I can't finish planting so much land."

"Won't you find someone to plant if you can't finish planting?"

After all, thinking of Sikong's character, Hu Zhi asked, "Are you willing not to argue with others?"

Sikong was silent.

"Okay." Hu Zhi sighed, thinking what a crime he had done, to meet a benefactor with a tortoise personality.It is estimated that if Jinshan Yinshan is stuffed into Sikong's hands, Sikong will still live in poverty, because this person can't spend it!

Hu Zhixing took Sikong straight to Siquan's house as if he was inquiring, just in time for the Si family to have lunch.On the table was a plate of spicy fried chicken, two large and round Sixi meatballs, and two or three plates of green vegetables. A family of three each had a bowl of white rice. The white rice shone with a warm luster.

Hu Zhi's tears flowed from the corner of his mouth.He turned his anger into joy, and offered a lovely smile.

"Brother and sister-in-law, let's eat~~~" Hu Zhi smiled.

Sister-in-law Si said eccentrically, "Last night, there were candles in the bridal chamber, congratulations to my brother and sister."

Hu Zhi smiled, looked around, dragged two benches from a corner, and pushed the eldest son of the Si family.Si Shu, the son of the Si family, was about sixteen years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, clean and tender, and moved to the side with a look of disgust, and Hu Zhi and Si Kong sat down firmly.

"A family does not speak of two different languages. We came here early in the morning to greet our eldest brother and sister-in-law." Hu Zhi fixed his eyes on the plate of delicious roast chicken, and replied without raising his head, "Please ask sister-in-law to add another bowl chopsticks."

Mrs. Si gritted her teeth and said, "Everyone lives separately, there's no need to be so polite."

The Secretary shook his face and said, "We're all separated, and you still come to our house to fight the autumn wind, so shameless."

Si Quan reprimanded his son with a serious face: "You are a scholar and a civilized person, you can't scold others, and you can't meet the village women."

Si Quan sent his son to study in the village, and the peasants respect scholars very much. Si Quan has always been proud of his son's ability to study.

The family had no intention of adding more bowls and chopsticks to him. Hu Zhi thought he would not use chopsticks, so he would not pretend to be a civilized person. He simply brought the fried chicken in front of him and reached out to grab it, but he was so hungry. .

Sikong stopped him with one hand, and said expressionlessly, "Wash your hands."

Dead autistic, many problems.Hu Zhi didn't bother to care about him, let go of his hand, the chicken was right in front of him, and no fox could hold it back.

Sikong waved his long arm, held the fried chicken in his hand, and insisted: "Go and wash your hands."

Hu Zhi slapped the table and said angrily, "Sikong, is there something wrong with you?"

After all, go grab it.The two chattered, half of the dishes on the table were spilled, and all the chicken on the plate fell to the ground and rolled into mud.

Brother Si shouted: "If you keep messing around, don't blame me for being rude."

"That's right. Sikong took a lot of things from our house yesterday, and I haven't asked you for them yet. Instead, you came to the door and rolled around, a pair of white-eyed wolves!"

Chicken is too much to eat.

Hu Zhi was in a very unhappy mood. He slapped the table with both hands, and the table fell apart.

"Dare to bully me, Hu Zhi, I will let you all die here!"

Hu Zhi's round eyes glared angrily, and a fierce and wild red light flashed across.

"You...you..." Brother Si said "you" for a long time, but couldn't say a word.Being looked at coldly by Hu Zhi, there was an inexplicable coldness behind him, as if being stared at by a beast, a chill rose.

Hu Zhi's demonic nature soared, and he only smashed the table, which was not enough to vent his anger, but he smashed everything he saw, chairs, benches and high stools, all of which were smashed.

But within a few moments, the living room of the Si family was like a bandit crossing the border, broken bowls and stools were thrown all over the floor, and no whole furniture could be found.

After Hu Zhi finished venting, he recovered a smiling face: "The Si family's parents left ten acres of land and ten taels of silver to Sikong before they died, so they probably won't take it for themselves..."

He lightly kicked the top beam and pillar, and the thick and hard wooden pillar hugged by adults cracked several cracks from head to bottom, and the whole room was trembling. If it continued like this, the house would collapse.

"Give it." Si Quan hurriedly asked Mrs. Si to get the land deed.

Mrs. Si's face wrinkled into a wrinkled meat bun.Before the Si family's parents died, the three sons each had ten acres of land and ten taels of silver.Their family raises Sikong, and Sikong's land is in their hands, but the land deed has Sikong's name on it, and if it is given, it is really given.

Hu Zhi tilted his head to look at Mrs. Si.

Mrs. Si trembled, quickly fetched the land deed and silver, and tremblingly handed it back to Hu Zhi.

The two left a mess and walked away.

Mrs. Si said weepingly, "That's ten acres of land."

Si Quan raised his hand and slapped Mrs. Si: "It's all your fault! Let Si Kong marry a little brother, marry a monster! If you don't give it to him, your life will be gone! I know the county prime minister well, so I'll find someone to arrest them, Hu Zhi No matter how powerful you are, you can still fight the officials! You still have to return the land deeds and the silver."

There were more fields, so Hu Zhi bought more rice seeds at the grain store.On the way back, he was sullen, with "I'm not happy don't talk to me" written on his face.

Sikong didn't dare to take the initiative to talk, and followed carefully behind him with a basket on his shoulders.

When Hu Zhi made a big fuss in Si's house, Sikong saw it, and felt a little guilty.If he made him feel unhappy, kick him, Sikong felt that his life could end early.

The two returned home in silence.Hu Zhi sat down on the bed and said with a straight face, "I want to eat chicken."

Sikong said nothing.It was really a disaster caused by hand washing.

"A silent dead turtle." Hu Zhi muttered again.

Sikong heard it, but he didn't dare to refute, he just didn't know, and sat obediently on the chair with his crippled leg.

Hu Chi laughed out loud: "Now you know you are afraid of me? Do you still dare to drive me away? Do you dare to be fierce to me?"

"Don't dare." Sikong shook his head.

Use force to solve everything.If I had known this before, Hu Zhi thought to himself, I would not be a small fudao, and I will lose my acting skills in vain.

Hu Zhi raised Erlang's legs and called out: "I'm thirsty, go and boil water for me. I want to eat roast chicken, go and make chicken for me."

"Where can I buy chicken?" Sikong asked in a low voice.And it really kills him to talk to people.

"I'm going to take a nap now, and I'm going to eat chicken when I wake up. Also, from now on, I'll sleep on the bed, and you will sleep on the table." Hu Zhi pushed forward and made a request unceremoniously.