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Chapter 1252: Continuing the Past and Forging the Future (142)

Wen Yi borrowed fifty taels of silver from Lu Yuanwai's family in the town, and doubled the usury loan in a year. Wen Yi planned to work hard next year after getting the land. Even if he lived the hardship of the previous year, he would pay off the foreign debt of this hundred taels of silver. As long as he had land, there would still be hope.

After returning, I paid the money, took a chip from the teacher's hand, and returned home eagerly waiting for the next day to arrive. Tomorrow, the teacher's teacher will bring the deeds assigned to him. The official fields in the village are all top-notch and good fields, with a total of thousands of acres. At night, Wen Yi was still walking around the fields, hoping that the piece would truly belong to him.

Wen Cheng came to his house in the evening and stayed in Wen Yi's house for a while, but said nothing. He just sighed deeply and left again. Wen Cheng's family had seven people, which were logically seventy acres of land, but one hundred and forty taels of silver became a high threshold. Wen Fenglai wanted to borrow usury, but was stopped by his father. They would still have no land of their own and could only rent official fields.

Wen Yi and the woman were both excited and did not fall asleep all night. They got up as soon as the sky was dawn. The woman hugged her son who was still sleeping soundly, and went to the entrance of the village with Wen Yi, waiting for the clerk to come over with the covenant.

It was not until the sun was three times. The clerk in the town finally came shakingly with two yamen runners. Seeing Wen Yi, he burst into laughter, took out a deed from his arms and threw it to them, "This is your deed. Come with me, take you to your land, put the boundary card in my hand, and I'm done, there are more than a dozen families going to run away today." The clerk in the clerk stretched and said lazily.

Looking at the swollen face of the Wenshu master and smelling the sensation of alcohol from his body, Wen Yi thought to himself that this master must not have had a good sleep yesterday. Look at how he rode on the donkey. Don't fall down and break it.

Although the clerk was shaking, he never fell down. He walked through the green crops and took Wen Yi and his family forward. These were all official fields, and they were already marked by the people on it two days ago. They were very clear in pieces. Every time they walked by, Wen Yi's heart was like a cat scratching him.

The sun was gradually rising. As he was about to walk out of this land, Wen Yi couldn't help but feel nervous. The village was far away, so why hadn't you reached his own land yet? "Master, what is the thirty acres of land that I have allocated to my family?" He couldn't help asking.

The clerk glanced at him, "Why would the court lie to you? The county magistrate would lie to you, saying it was thirty acres. Even if it was thirty acres, it would not be a cent less than you."

"Yes, yes, the villain naturally believes in the county magistrate." Seeing that the clerk was angry, Wen Yi said hurriedly.

While speaking, the clerk had already stopped and pointed to the front and said, "Here, that's your land, thirty acres, only a lot, you two. Come and put the realm card in, we have to go to the next one."

The two yamen runners responded, took a few boundary cards and rushed to that place quickly. Seeing the two yamen runners inserting the boundary cards, Wen Yi's heart suddenly became cold. That large area of ​​land was not a fertile land. It was a wasteland with rocks everywhere. Not to mention planting crops, even grass did not grow many roots.

"This is my land." His hands and feet trembled, looking at the clerk, "This is the land I bought for sixty taels of silver."

"Of course, boy, these thirty acres of land will be yours in the future. Please serve me well." The clerk laughed.

Wen Yi's legs became weak, and he thrust and fell to his knees on the ground.

"No, no, no, I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore, I don't want it anymore." Wen Yi said naively. Behind him, the woman was already crying in despair. They were all locals, so I didn't know that this piece of land could not be planted at all.

"Boy, do you think the imperial court's plan is a joke. If you want it, you want it, and if you don't want it, you don't want it. Tell you, you can't retreat if you want it." The master of the clerk sat on the back of the donkey, pointed the whip in front of him, and said majestic.

The two yamen run back soon. The clerk glanced at the two grass people who were crying and said coldly: "Let's go."

Wen Yi collapsed on the ground. In order to buy this land, he borrowed fifty taels of usury. At this time next year, he would have to pay back one hundred taels, but even ten taels of usury, I am afraid that this land would not be able to pay back ten taels. But this is a loan shark that the donkey rolls around. It is 100 taels a year, but in the second year, it will become 200 taels.

Amid Wen Yi's crying, the woman rushed up, grabbed the donkey's reins, pulled the donkey back with force, and screamed: "We don't want the field anymore, we will return our money."

The clerk was not prepared, and the last night was ridiculous for a long time, so the donkey suddenly turned around half a circle. He was already a little shaking. He suddenly fell backwards from the donkey, and fell heavily. A dog ate shit, and screamed in pain. Two yamen runners rushed to help the clerk up the clerk, but they saw that a big red and bright bag on the clerk's forehead was already on.

The clerk reached out and hissed in pain. Seeing the pickled woman in front of him who made him fall, he stretched out a bone-like stick-like person to him. He suddenly became angry from his heart, and evil was coming to his courage. He raised his legs and felt a heart-warming foot, "You crazy woman, dare to hit your master."

The woman was kicked up and fell down. This kick actually knocked her out. The doll of Sui Yu in her other hand flew out of her hand several meters away and fell heavily to the ground. She cried twice and then disappeared.

A yamen run over, glanced at it, and took a breath. The little baby's head was accidentally caught on a half-piece of stone buried in the soil. The exposed part was a sharp triangle protrusion. A big hole was flowing with blood on the little baby's head. He reached out and touched the little baby's nose. The yamen jumped up, "Master, I'm so angry, I'm dead."

Wen Yi finally realized at this time and saw the woman lying on the ground, a child, rushing over like a wild wolf, holding the child with one hand and holding the woman with the other.

The clerk's face turned pale, and he climbed up the donkey in panic, "He fell to death by himself, but it has nothing to do with me." He hit the donkey's butt with him and ran away with two yamen runners.

There were crying everywhere in the village. Not only Wen Yi's family was cheated. All the families who bought land with money did not get the official fields they were looking forward to, and like Wen Yi, they were allocated some wastelands where birds could not shit. Not to mention growing grain, even if they planted grass, they might not grow much.

Wen Cheng sighed and looked at Wen Yi curled up in the room with his head in his arms. Wen Yi's woman was holding a child who had no breath in her hand, and hugging in the corner of the house in a daze. Her long hair was draped like an evil ghost. Wen Cheng wanted to take the dead child from the woman's arms several times last time. Every time, the woman screamed, kicked and beat her, and opened her mouth and bit her, and Wen Cheng had to give up.

"Ayi, things have already happened. What else can I do? Come out with me first, get a few thin plates, and at least I can also get a thin wooden coffin, so that the child can be buried in peace." Wen Cheng pulled Wen Yi hard from the ground and dragged it out.

"Let's go, I have some boards at home. Come with me and get them. Let's bury the child." Wen Cheng felt sad when he looked at the tragic situation of this family, and at the same time felt lucky. Fortunately, my father didn't allow him to borrow usury, otherwise the people who cried in the village today would have another household.

Wen Yi followed Wen Cheng to his house in a daze. The two of them carried a few thin wooden boards. When they returned to Wen Yi's house, the woman and the child disappeared.

"Ayi, where is your woman?" Wen Cheng was shocked and shouted loudly.

Wen Yi seemed to be a little more awake, looking around the room, but he didn't notice a corner of his clothes. After coming out of the room, Wen Cheng accidentally walked to the well platform at a corner and glanced down. He felt that his breathing was stagnant. Under the well, there was a vast piece of hair floating.

"Ayi" he shouted loudly.

The woman and the child were salvaged, but there was no breath. The woman still held the child tightly in her arms and couldn't even sting her.

Wen Yi, like a madman, drove everyone, including Wen Cheng out of the house, and slammed the door.

"Ayi, Ayi, don't do anything wrong," Wen Cheng shouted anxiously outside the house.

There was no reply in the room, but the sound of Wen Yi wolf-like howling came.

"Let's go, let's go first, let Ayi cry for a while, maybe it's better. We're here to help him with the funeral of the wife and baby in the evening, it's pitiful," said Wen Cheng's father Qi Ran. A very good home was gone in a blink of an eye.

The whole village was like a loss of parents, and the despair of getting the land was pushed further into the abyss. Those who had not got the land could not see any hope on the road ahead. In the dark night, no light in the whole village was lit. Wen Cheng left the house and was about to go to Wenyi to take a look.

As soon as he stepped out of the house, a fire flashed in front of his eyes. In a blink of an eye, the fire became bigger and bigger, becoming more and more dazzling, almost illuminating the entire village. It was Ayi's home. Wen Cheng was shocked and ran towards Wenyi's house.

Wen Yi's house has fallen into a sea of ​​fire.

"Ayi, Ayi" Wen Cheng shouted while jumping outside the fire, but what he answered was the bursting sound of the fire. To be continued.
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