The Nameless of the Common Clans

"Uncle Zheng!" Chen Mo didn't have much to sell. After selling his mother's sewing and some chicken eggs, the rest was to buy some meat to make dried meat. This winter was almost over, so the first person Chen Mo thought of was Zheng Tu.

Zheng Tu turned his head and looked at Chen Mo: "You have grown a lot taller."

"I'll buy some meat." Chen Mo shook his purse. This time, his mother's sewing sold for 900 coins, plus the chicken eggs, he had more than 1,000 coins. He planned to buy more meat.

"What kind of meat? How much?" Uncle Zheng stood up and started sharpening his knife.

"Ten pounds of pork and mutton." Chen Mo thought for a while and said, with so much meat, it should be enough to be preserved by air drying and the cold winter weather, it should be enough to be sold until the beginning of next year.

"Okay!" Uncle Zheng smiled and said, "Wait here for a while, I'll cut it for you."

"Thank you, Uncle Zheng." Chen Mo hesitated and said, "Uncle Zheng, have you seen Uncle Wang recently?"

"Him." Zheng Tu nodded and said, "Last month, he sent some furs and then went north. What happened to him?"

"I'm not sure. Uncle Wang and Uncle Cai went out. When they came back, Uncle Cai was dead. Uncle Wang left a few days after he came back." Chen Mo didn't mention the fuss of Aunt Cai's family. This was considered a family scandal.

"Is it the family surnamed Cai who went to make trouble?" Zheng Tu sighed.

"Yeah." Chen Mo hesitated for a moment, nodded, looked at Uncle Zheng and said, "Uncle Zheng, is it Aunt Cai's fault?"

"What do you think?" Zheng Tu cut the meat neatly and sighed, "If you want to say it's wrong, it's not wrong. A woman's husband died, the sky fell, and you still expect her to be reasonable, but with your uncle Wang's temper, if he can save him, he will save him at the cost of his life. Sometimes, there is no right or wrong in this world."

"My mother said so too." Chen Mo nodded.

"You know it and still ask." Zheng Tu grinned at Chen Mo and said, "Do you miss your uncle Wang?"

"Well, when can he come back?" Chen Mo asked, "I think Aunt Cai is not so difficult to talk to now."

"That's hard to say. Women are usually not very reasonable, especially when they think they are right." Zheng Tu smacked his lips and said, "Your name is Chen Mo, right?"

"Well, Uncle Zheng, just call me Ergou." Chen Mo nodded.

"Okay, Ergou, uncle will give you a piece of advice today. Stay away from those women in the future. Women are like bone scrapers. The more beautiful the woman, the more so. They will wear out your ambition and courage." Zheng Tu's strength in chopping meat was obviously much stronger.

"Uncle Zheng, you don't have no women, do you?" Chen Mo asked carefully. He remembered Uncle Wang said that Uncle Zheng had two wives, and they died later.

"Yes, I don't have a wife, but I have three concubines. I don't do anything big." Zheng Tu laughed.

"You have all of them?" Chen Mo looked at Zheng Tu in surprise. This face would scare children to tears. Chen Mo suddenly wanted to see Zheng Tu's three concubines. How ugly were they?

"What do you mean?" Seeing Chen Mo's eyes were not right, Zheng Tu's face darkened and said, "My three concubines are so beautiful. If you don't believe me, I'll take you back to see them later."

"No." Chen Mo hurriedly shook his head and denied, "I'm just curious, why doesn't Uncle Zheng marry a wife but only concubines?"

"Hey, although your uncle is not from a famous family, my reputation as Zheng Tu is not small in this Xia Qiu area. If you count the family wealth, you are also a wealthy family. If you want to be my wife, you must be of equal status." Zheng Tu said proudly.

These days, those who can be butchers have good family conditions, but two wives have died in succession. Others think he is unlucky in marriage, and those who are of equal status are unwilling to marry their daughters to him.

Chen Mo suddenly realized what he said, looked at Zheng Tu thoughtfully and said, "Those who are of equal status are unwilling to marry you?"

"I wanted to give you a few more taels, but now... forget it!" Zheng Tu glared at Chen Mo fiercely and ignored him.

Chen Mo: "..."

Although I didn't think of taking advantage, I always felt that I seemed to have lost something.

"Okay." Looking at Chen Mo who was no longer talking, Zheng Tu smiled and said, "Didn't you ask about your Uncle Wang just now? He probably won't be back for a while."

"Oh?" Chen Mo heard this and asked in confusion, "Uncle Zheng knows where Uncle Wang went?"

"I don't know the details. He went to seek refuge with his old friends, but don't worry, as long as the family surnamed Cai is still here, he will definitely come back. With his character, since he feels guilty, he will definitely try to make up for it. Besides, I think he treats you well, so he will definitely come back." Zheng Tu smiled.

"Uncle Zheng, are you familiar with Uncle Wang?" Chen Mo looked at Zheng Tu curiously, feeling that the two should not have any intersection.

"Many years." Zheng Tu recalled with some memories: "We were only a little older than you back then. Probably because of this appearance, we were rejected by others, so we became rangers in this area."

"Ranger?" Chen Mo looked at Zheng Tu curiously. This title seemed to have a lot of feeling.

"Well, we usually go around and make friends with heroes from all directions. When we encounter injustice, we take care of it." Zheng Tu nodded.

"What do you eat on weekdays?" Chen Mo was puzzled. If they don't farm and wander around, they can still live comfortably. How do they make a living on weekdays?

"For helping people solve problems, sometimes there will be some rewards, but not too much, and sometimes we don't ask for it. My family has hundreds of acres of good land, and we have servants to farm on weekdays. And this butcher's stall is also a good business." Zheng Tu pointed to his butcher's stall and smiled.

"What about Uncle Wang?" Chen Mo was surprised. Uncle Wang didn't have Zheng Tu's family background.

"Your Uncle Wang is different from me. Although his family is poor, he is loyal and capable. Therefore, everyone is willing to take him in. Although it has been many years, he is somewhat famous in the entire Xuzhou area. ." Zheng Tu wrapped the chopped mutton and pork in leaves and handed them to Chen Mo, "Here you go."

"That's not okay." Chen Mo shook his head and took out the coins from his pocket according to the market price and handed them to Zheng Tu: "I'm here to buy meat. I came here because I'm close to Uncle Zheng. How can I get it in vain?"

"You are quite magnanimous. No wonder Lao Wang values ​​you so much." Zheng Tu didn't refuse. He took the coins without counting them and threw them into the cash box next to him. He looked at Chen Mo and said, "What? Do you want to stay here for a few more days? My house is quite big and I can stay here without having to go to the inn. "

"No, I came here with the villagers and will go back in the afternoon." Chen Mo shook his head and said, "Thank you, Uncle Zheng."

"It's okay. There are people to take care of. It's getting more and more uneasy recently." Zheng Tu put the knife on the knife rest and sighed.

"Uncle Zheng, I also want to ask, why have so many outsiders come from the south recently, and Jiangdong has suffered a disaster?" Chen Mo heard this and looked at Zheng Tu and asked. Chen Mo didn't know the concept of Jiangdong very well, but he didn't understand. Few people say that these refugees are all from Jiangdong.

"I'm not sure. I heard that the Great Master is going to preach, and all the believers in this land of Jingyang are running north." Zheng Tu shook his head and said.

"Are those people from the Taiping Sect?" Chen Mo frowned.

"Most likely." Zheng Tu nodded and said, "Er Gou, have you provoked someone?"

"No... probably..." Chen Mo wanted to say no, but then he thought about the conflict he had with the people at the post house when he came to Xia Qiu last time, and the conflict with people from the Taiping Religion in the village, and even shot a person out of the eye. This unsaid voice is not very confident.

"Be careful. I just saw a few people wandering around here, looking here." Zheng Tu raised his eyes and said. He just invited Chen Mo back to his home, but he just sensed something was wrong.

Chen Mo was a little flustered when he heard this. He looked around, but didn't see anything wrong.

"Silly boy, if someone wants to keep an eye on you, how could you find out so easily? Go back to me first." Zheng Tu frowned and said.

"I...go home." Chen Mo shook his head. He was more worried about his mother's safety at this time.

"You kid, why are you so ignorant?" Zheng Tu frowned.

"I'm worried about my mother." Chen Mo just shook his head.

Zheng Tu was stunned when he heard this, then sighed and didn't stop him. After all, they just met him twice and invited him home. Although he also liked the child, it was more because of Wang Biao's face. Since Chen Mo insisted , and he won’t talk any more.

"Be careful. It's not peaceful recently. There are a lot of desperadoes. Holding this knife might save your life at a critical moment." Uncle Wang took a sharp knife with a blade about a foot long from the knife rest and handed it to Chen Mo. road.

"Thank you, Uncle Zheng." Chen Mo did not refuse this time. He took the knife obediently, wrapped it in a piece of pig skin, hid it in his arms, and said goodbye to Zheng Tu.

"How can a child be targeted in this world?" Zheng Tu cursed secretly as he watched Chen Mo leave and his people followed.

"How do you sell this meat?" A young man came over and looked at the meat road.

"Sold out."

"Don't you still have this?" the young man frowned.

"I said it's sold out!" Zheng Tu glared.

The young man still wanted to reason, but looking at Zheng Tu's face, he suddenly became weak and turned around silently to leave...