Chapter 22 Who is the great hero?

It is obvious that Mr. Xu doesn't think so. He even thinks that this is a mistake that violates ethics and is of bad nature.

In the environment where Yun Zhao grew up, except for the kindness of his father and filial son, it seems that other ethics and education are gradually being forgotten.

Therefore, he is more considering feasibility than ethics.

Back at Yunchuan's hut, he found that the hardworking brothers had found more magnets to go to the creek.

The stream in spring is cold, and for a farmer, whether to wear pants or not is not an important matter.

Therefore, except for the older Yun Yang, the rest were covered in scarred buttocks with magnets on the beach.

The advantage of having too many people is that no matter how inefficient work is, it will always accumulate little by little. In the evening, Yun Yang already had a dustpan of iron sand in his hand.

In addition to the iron sand collected by Yun Yang before, it was as much as 100 kilograms.

Everyone carried the iron sand to the front of the blacksmith shop. Liu Zongmin glanced and continued to work hard.

Yun Yang was a wink. Seeing Liu Zongmin alone making an iron, he took the initiative to pick up the hammer and stood beside him. Liu Zongmin changed into a small hammer and gently knocked it on the iron block. Yun Yang smashed it with a sledgehammer. At first, it was very awkward. After a while, the two of them cooperated well.

The little hammer pointed and the sledgehammer exerted its strength, and the jingling sound was very pleasant.

Even if the matter is done, Yun Zhao and the rest of their brothers left immediately, and they are preparing to continue collecting iron sand tomorrow.

In the evening, Yun Niang still allowed her son to go home.

Therefore, when Yun Zhao entered the family, he was very arrogant, like a returning general who defeated him.

With a snorkeling, Yunchun helped him take off his shoes, and with another snorkeling, Yunhua brought water for foot washing, and with another snorkeling, Grandma Qin brought supper. Yun Zhao wanted to snorkeling again, and looked at his mother's face full of frost, and then held back.

Uncle Fu was there when he had supper today, but he ate at another table in the room and did not sit on the kang with Yun Zhao and his son.

"A guerrilla general named Gao Conglong came to Xi'an Prefecture, so many people on the mountain went down the mountain."

Uncle Fu took a sip of wine and then took another sip of wild vegetables, and then he said nothing.

"Is this Gao Conglong a powerful person?"

Uncle Fu smiled and said, "It's amazing. He killed the Jukou Wang Er and Wang Daliang in Yansui Town, and was invited by the King of Qin to come to Xi'an to train his family soldiers."

Yun Niang smiled and said, "Liu Zongmin came to our village to take refuge, right?"

Uncle Fu shook his head and said, "No, Liu Zongmin has a disagreement with Kuaishanhu. He left Yueya Mountain and was ready to lurk for a while to see the limelight before deciding where to go."

Yun Niang whispered: "Uncle Fu is optimistic about this person?"

Uncle Fu nodded and said, "This man is cruel and fierce, and the old slave thought he could be the head of a servant. After recruiting him for two days, he found that he was not here.

If you force yourself to stay, you may cause disaster!"

Yun Niang nodded and said, "The Yun family is safe best."

Uncle Fu sighed and said, "The old slave thought that this person's mother was still alive, but his mother did not survive this winter. This person had no attachment and was full of worries.

Yun cannot control such a person."

Yun Niang frowned and said, "How is the nature of mind? If the nature of mind is feasible, you can marry him and buy a house for him. After giving birth to children, you may be settled down."

Uncle Fu shook his head and said, "I'm old. I thought I finally had someone who could replace me. Now it seems that it's not possible. This spring rain only makes people from the original area of ​​Weinan. To the west, God has no gift for a drop of rain.

If it doesn’t rain in May, refugees will appear, and Xi’an Prefecture will be the first to be affected!

As long as refugees gather, huge bandits often appear. With the power of the government now, I am afraid there is no power to calm down.

Therefore, this person is killing and releasing, and the old slave is still thinking about it."

Uncle Fu discussed important matters with his mother, and Yun Zhao was not qualified to interrupt, so he had been eating quietly and could not express any opinions.

He didn't know why Uncle Fu thought he could kill Liu Zongmin, but he only knew that in his memory, Liu Zongmin lived a very majestic life since then...

"Uncle Fu, is Shaanxi really going to be in chaos?"

Uncle Fu pushed away the rice bowl, lit the smoke pot and sucked two puffs of smoke, saying, "Weinan is not yet there, and Yan'an Prefecture is probably going to be in chaos.

After the summer grain harvest this year, we have to consider the way out. Don’t worry, the old lady, the old slave has already arranged it and there will be no problem."

After saying that, Yun Fu left the room and slowly walked out of the back house.

"Mom, Uncle Fu is going to kill someone?"

Yun Niang sighed and said, "It has become a routine for everyone to kill people these days. Don't ask about these things, just study hard."

Yun Zhao found that his sleep quality was declining sharply!

The most important way for Uncle Fu to deal with things is to kill people!

It’s no wonder that my mother is used to Uncle Fu’s way of dealing with things!

Yun family can easily take in a bandit, and plan to use such a person to be the head of the family. If they find it is not suitable, they will prepare to kill it!

This person is Liu Zongmin...a real giant gangster who has left his name in history books!!

In this case, what kind of existence is Yun's family?

Yun Zhao can't sleep... No matter who he is, he will suffer from insomnia if he has such doubts in his heart.

I was excited for a while, I felt fear for a while...

Yun Zhao slept until dawn for the first time.

Grandma Qin walked her little feet and saw if her eldest son woke up. Yunchun and Yunhua brought water to wash their faces and waited for the eldest son to wake up.

Yun Zhao rubbed his eyes and sat up. He saw these three people at a glance. He quickly confirmed that these three people had no combat power.

Two black-faced servants walked past the yard, and the big white goose just stretched its neck and looked at it, and then continued to pace the yard.

These two servants may be more powerful than the big white goose, but they are not beyond Yun Zhao's cognitive range and can barely be considered as people without combat effectiveness.

Although the cook can hold up a large square table alone, it is because of the result of a big and round waist, and it has nothing to do with combat effectiveness.

The servant who carried two huge buckets into the door was just a hard work.

My mother was squatting in the garden to plant flowers. Even if the shovel in her hand was very sharp, it was just a tool that was often used and had no lethality.

Uncle Fu lives in the atrium. Maybe he had smoked too much just now and is now coughing violently.

The hoarse look was terrifying, and the veins on his forehead burst out. If someone attacked him at this time, he would be dead.

The one who patted Uncle Fu's back was a tall servant wearing a traditional black soft hat and a red pomrose on it. He was very tall and dressed in green clothes, and he was indescribably funny.

Judging from the action of Uncle Fu stretching out his legs to kick him, this guy is not agile at all, and his combat power cannot exceed five!

A servant who is trying hard to move the water tank is a fool at first sight. At least he has to scoop the water in the water tank and then move the tank!

The servant who waved his arms to drive away the sparrows was even more stupid and could not mention it... He didn't want the sparrow to lay eggs under the tiles, but you went to the room to chase him!

A large row of women sat under the eaves and spinned threads. The threads in their hands were only green and grayish-white. These threads were finally woven into a foot-wide coarse white and green cloth that was sewn into a coarse white and green cloth that everyone disliked.

There is no possibility of hidden masters among this group of people.

After reading these people, Yun Zhao believed that if Liu Zongmin went crazy, it would be easy to create a tragedy similar to Wu Song's in Yuanyang Building in Yun's family!

Mr. Xu's back was straight, holding a book in his hand, but he didn't read it. His eyes were still looking at the sky, and he didn't know what he was looking at. The sky was as blue as it was, and there was no trace of clouds.

He is most in line with Yun Zhao's appearance as a hero in his heart. Whether it is the three beards on his face or the books pretending to behave in his hands, it seriously proves that this is an extraordinary person.

However, Yun Zhao saw him fainting from hunger while biting hay in his mouth... Such a person must have knowledge, as for force... it is impossible! Liu Zongmin can kill him with one hand!

The front yard of the Yun family has almost become a common venue for the Yun family. The busy farming season has almost ended. Everyone is sitting under the eaves carrying bean seeds and talking about gossips. Some seem to be discussing how to get cheap good vegetable seeds.

They are all real farmers, so Yun Zhao naturally won’t focus on them.

After leaving the gate, Yun Zhao saw the blazing fire!

Liu Zongmin, who was naked, was pulling the bellows hard. The nearly white flames that emerged from the stove burned his smooth skin. Every time he pulled the bellows, the muscles on his arm moved up and down like a mouse!

The muscle groups on both sides separated from the heart and mouth are extremely developed. There are some muscles growing horizontally between the two muscle groups, just like the leather ropes on the armor that firmly bind the two muscle groups into a whole.

"Open the gate!"

Liu Zongmin roared and pushed the stove from the other direction, causing the heavy stove to gradually tilt. Yun Yang, who was guarding one side, opened the seal of the stove, and a stream of bright red molten iron poured out of the stove and poured into the trough that had been dug on the ground.

The molten iron was just overflowing the grooves. Liu Zongmin used his arms to force the molten iron stove wrapped in thick red mud back to its original position. His sweat splashed on the stove, and a stream of white air appeared and disappeared.

Yun Zhao clicked his mouth and looked back at Yun Fu who continued to squat on the low wall of the garden. He didn't know what to say!
Chapter completed!