Peerless Pirates

Song Zheng walked quickly through the woods and came to the foot of the mountain. When he saw Song Yu cooking in the thatched shed in front of his house, he quickly ran over and called, "Uncle San." Song Yu looked back and saw Song Zheng's clothes

He was scratched in several places, and there were several blood marks on his face. He stood there panting. Song Yu was shocked, stood up quickly, and asked: "Zheng'er, what's wrong? What's going on?"

Song Zheng said: "Third uncle, please let me hide in the house for a while." Song Yu was stunned, and quickly led Song Zheng into the house, and moved a stool for Song Zheng to sit down. Before Song Yu could speak again,

Song Zheng then asked: "Third uncle, who went up the mountain here this morning?" Song Yu said: "No one, I got up a little late today, and I didn't even see when you went up the mountain."

Song Zheng said "Oh" and lowered his head to think. He usually got up early enough. The other party must have gone up the mountain at dawn, or even set up an ambush last night. Although the place was hidden, during the busy farming season, the villagers

I got up very early. I have encountered people who go to the fields, people who collect dung, and people who go up the mountain to cut firewood. My whereabouts are definitely not a secret. But how can the other party find the big stone where I practice boxing? In addition, the place where I practiced boxing was originally

Choosing that big rock, I even climbed to the top of the cliff to take a look. There was no stone that could roll down naturally. The other party must have moved stones from other places and waited for me. Who wanted to kill me?

Is it money and wealth?

Qian Youcai? Song Zheng suddenly remembered that Xiaolian was fooling around with a man named Zheng Feng on the Mid-Autumn Festival night. Didn't that Zheng Feng say that Qian Youcai promised him five taels of silver and asked him to do something? This must be the case

It was to clean up himself. As for the place where he practiced boxing, he once revealed it when answering the old man's question during dinner. Zheng Feng must have learned about the place where he practiced boxing from Xiaolian, and then decided to stone himself to death. This

It was indeed a vicious plan. The average villager would care whether there was gravel on the top of the cliff. If he was really killed, it might be regarded as an accident and the real murderer would be at large.

In order to verify his conjecture, Song Zheng said to Song Yu: "Third uncle, don't ask anything for now. Go outside and watch to see who comes down from the mountain." Song Yu seemed to realize something, so he nodded and said: "Okay.

, I'll wait outside." Song Zheng said again: "Just wait while you cook, don't let anyone find out the flaw." Song Yu said "hmm" and turned around to go out.

In fact, Song Zheng really made a guess. To be precise, after Zheng Feng made up his mind on the Mid-Autumn Festival night, he went home to think about it for another day and discussed it with Qian Youcai. August 17, that is, yesterday,

Before the light was turned on, Zheng Feng climbed up the mountain. Unfortunately, Song Zheng had to go to Old Man Gao to get medicine, so he only did a little exercise in the morning and did not go up the mountain. Zheng Feng waited all morning in vain. Because he was afraid of being discovered, last night

Zheng Feng went up the mountain again in the middle of the night, waiting for Song Zheng to throw himself into the trap. The temperature was low in the early morning, and Zheng Feng was half-frozen to death, and his stomach was filled with mountain wind. When he pushed the big stone just now, he used too much force.

He couldn't help but farted, and Song Zheng, who had a sensitive hearing, noticed it. Song Zheng reacted quickly and avoided the rain of stones.

The cliff was relatively high, and Zheng Feng didn't dare to look out. After pushing down the big rocks, he threw down a few small rocks he had prepared, and ran away in a panic.

Song Yu was cooking outside. Song Zheng moved his stool in the house and left the door. Song Zheng didn't want Zheng Feng to find him when he walked by the house. If the other party found out that he was in Song Yu's house, he would either run away far away or

Take risks out of desperation.

After a while, Song Yu walked in and said: "Zheng'er, a woodcutter came down from the mountain just now, carrying a bundle of branches. He is a long-term worker of the Qian family, and his surname seems to be Zheng." Song Zheng asked again:

"Is there anything strange about him?" Song Yu asked: "When this kid saw me, he always pointed at me, laughed, and laughed at me. This time, he was in a panic, and his clothes were also torn. He didn't even look at me when he saw me.

I ignored him and went back to the village."

Song Zheng nodded and said, "Well, it should be him."

Song Yu said: "Zheng'er, what's going on?" Song Zheng told what happened just now. Song Yu was shocked and said: "This man named Zheng is too bold, he actually wants to kill someone! It must be money and wealth that let him

Do it.”

Song Zheng nodded again and said: "Third uncle, you eat first, I'll go back and see how I kill him." Song Yu looked at his nephew's fierce face and was stunned for a moment. Song Zheng realized that he had lost his temper.

He smiled quickly and said: "I told grandpa to go and take care of him." After saying that, he walked out of the house. Song Yu was startled again: This child's face must have changed too quickly.

On the way back, Song Zheng thought that Mr. Song was seriously ill now. If he told him this, he would be very angry.

He had to think of a way to give Qian Youcai's old dog a hard beating. Song Zheng kept thinking about it. It seemed that Zheng Feng couldn't do anything about him for the time being. Qian Youcai's grandson still had some hope.

.When he walked to the door of his house, Song Zheng had a naughty smile on his face.

When Song Zheng returned home, Zhu and others were naturally surprised when they saw it, and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong?" Song Zheng replied sheepishly, "When I was passing through the forest, a rabbit jumped out next to me. I thought it was

What kind of monster scared me so much that I ran away and accidentally fell down. When I looked back, I realized it was a rabbit." Naturally, everyone didn't suspect anything and hurriedly washed Song Zheng's face and changed his clothes.

After breakfast, Song Zheng began to work in his room. He took a pile of white paper and kept drawing something on it. He also borrowed some rouge from Xiaoping that she was reluctant to use, and found some more

Paint for dyeing cloth. His family had become accustomed to Song Zheng's performance and ignored him. After a busy day, Song Zheng took out five pieces of white paper from the pile of paintings and sewed the rest into one.

Pamphlets. After finishing my work, I hid these things under the quilt.

During dinner, Song Zheng solemnly proposed that he would go to ethnic studies tomorrow morning, which made everyone stunned. What happened to this child? I have never seen him so proactive. Song Zheng quickly explained his reasons.

: "My grandpa originally said that I should go to the clan school to communicate and study with my friends. Now that my grandpa is ill, I think of what he said and I always feel that being at home like this every day has failed my grandpa's expectations. Although I promised at the time

The two months are not up yet, and I still want to go to clan studies to make my grandpa feel more at ease." It is ridiculous to associate clan studies with filial piety. However, not only did everyone not find it strange, they were also impressed by Song Zheng

Filial piety is commendable. Mrs. Wu kept sighing: "What a good boy."

That night, it was already late at night, and two cat meows suddenly came from outside Song's house. Song Zheng's ears were amazing, so he could naturally tell that they were imitated by people. He thought in his heart: This Zheng Feng can't calm down anymore, come and ask Xiaolian.

Reality, I have to go out and listen to this drama.

On the night of August 18th, the moonlight was still bright. Song Zheng walked to the archway of the east courtyard and saw Xiaolian sneaking out of the house. He turned around and went out from the side door of the west courtyard, hanging far behind Xiaolian. He was still the same

In the yard, behind the wheat straw stacks, this time Song Zheng had no hearing, and there was no fierce field battle like the last time.

Xiaolian spoke first: "I haven't gone there yet, and you can't wait any longer?"

Zheng Feng said: "Where are you thinking? I like you as a person. How can I just think about that?" Song Zheng stretched out his middle finger on the other side of the wheat straw stack. You bastard, you deceived other girls and ate them.

It's too much to play with emotions without saying anything! I despise you!

At this time, I heard Xiaolian say again: "It's not even the time of the fifth and tenth today, why did you ask me to come out?"

"It's nothing, I just miss you." Zheng Feng said, "That little nerd in your family is still running to Xishan every day?"

"Well," Xiaoping said, "I scratched my face and torn my clothes this morning."

"Oh, he didn't say how he did it?" Zheng Feng's voice was a little tight.

"It seems that he was scared by the rabbit and scratched by the branches in the forest."

"Oh," Zheng Feng seemed to be relieved, "I think he is the rabbit."

Song Zheng was so angry that he almost cursed, you are a bitch, you almost killed me, you are still unwilling to say that you are a rabbit, no, you have to get it back no matter what.

After hearing what Zheng Feng said, Xiaolian chuckled and said, "You run around like a rabbit every day." Song Zheng naturally became even more angry after hearing this.

After a while, Zheng Feng said again: "I heard that Old Man Song is also ill."

"Well, I was almost recovered, but when I went out, I was blown by the wind again, and my illness became even worse."

"He must have been tossing too much with his little wife, and he was exhausted." Zheng Feng said with a bit of schadenfreude.

"Well," Xiaolian said, "Maybe that's really what happened. Before I came out on the night of August 15th, I heard some movement in the house over there."

The old man is indeed overworked. Song Zheng sighed, you and your wife can't take it easy. The old man is so old. Isn't it enough to do it twice a week? It's better to do it once a week. That way you can keep fit and prolong your life.

Years.

Song Zheng was counting the scientific times when he heard Zheng Feng say: "It would be better if Old Man Song died early. By then there will be no one in charge of the Song family, and Master Qian will be able to take care of his family soon. You

Wouldn’t it be easy to get away?”

Xiaolian said: "No, Mr. Song has always been in good health. Although he is ill this time, Doctor Gao said that if he takes care of himself for a while, he will get better."

Zheng Feng asked, "Did you prepare the medicine that Old Man Song took?"

Xiaolian said: "Who else can there be? We are a slave, just to serve others."

Zheng Feng was silent for a while and said, "When you are boiling the medicine, do some tricks in it. I'm sure that old man Song won't be able to take it and walk around."

Xiaolian exclaimed in shock: "What do you want to do? Do you want to harm people?"

Zheng Feng comforted her and said: "Don't worry, our master already has a good plan. When you make the medicine, just add this bag of stuff and no one will be able to find out anything?" (Please vote, please add, welcome.

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