Inside the Temple of the City God, there are cobwebs and dust everywhere. The incense in the Temple of the City God was not good at first, but now it is even worse. Lin Yuan wiped the table with the rag next to him, and placed the tribute on the empty plate, which was still Siniang. Made, a few white buns, a plate of pickles, and nothing else, Lin Yuan was reluctant to buy roast chicken himself.
"Hey." Brother Dao sighed: "Why was the City God Temple so depressed in previous years?"
Jiang Gui used a wooden stick to roll down the surrounding cobwebs, and still laughed when he heard Brother Dao's words: "It's almost the same, but you didn't come a few years ago."
After Jiang Gui finished speaking, he took out a portrait from the package on the side and hung it next to the Lord of the City God.
Lin Yuan looked at it carefully for a long time, but did not recognize who this abstract portrait was painted.
Jiang Gui: "You don't even recognize this, it's naturally Second Master Guan."
Lin Yuan nodded, indicating that he understood.
Just when Lin Yuan thought everything was ready, Brother Dao's younger brother's voice came from outside: "Brother Dao! I brought the chicken here!"
Brother Knife went out and brought the rooster in with his wings.
Jiang Gui sighed: "It's a pity that the years are not good, otherwise we still have to prepare three sacrifices."
Lin Yuan put his head together: "What are the three sacrifices?"
Although he likes to read historical and narrative books, he really doesn't know much about sworn oaths.
Jiang Gui: "Pork, fish, eggs, these are the three sacrifices."
Lin Yuan: "..."
If you need so many tributes to worship, then forget it. After all, people still pay attention to it. These tributes will not be eaten after they are cold, but they will be left as they are, and they will be taken away and thrown away when they stink.
After working for a while, Brother Dao filled the bowl with wine, cut the neck of the rooster, and dripped the chicken blood into the wine bowl.
Then he took out the dagger that he was carrying with him, gave his fingertip a knife, and dripped it neatly into the wine bowl.
"Come here." He handed the knife to Jiang Gui.
Jiang Gui also looked timid. He scratched his skin a few times before he scratched his skin, and watched his blood drip down in distress.
Jiang Gui gave the knife to Lin Yuan again, and said, "You swipe a little, and it's a little blunt when you're straight."
It takes courage to do it yourself.
Lin Yuan tried it when he was a child. If he was not careful, a small piece of iron could cut his hand, but he could not cut it with a knife, because the brain would control the body and could not cause harm to himself.
So Lin Yuan fell decisively: "Brother Jiang, I have never used a knife since I was a child, you can help me."
Saying that, he stretched out his hand.
Jiang Gui said, "How can this be made." He cut a hole in Lin Yuan quickly.
Lin Yuan: "..." Why did I see a schadenfreude smile on Jiang Gui's face.
The three of them divided the bowl of wine into two other bowls, each of them picked up a bowl and knelt in front of the Guan Gong statue.
Brother Knife looked solemn and said in a voice like a bell: "Start."
"The sky is above, I, Li Congrong, Jiang Gui and Lin Yuan, are here to form a golden orchid."
"The sky is above, I, Jiang Gui, Li Congrong, and Lin Yuan are here to form a golden orchid."
At this time, Lin Yuan knew that Brother Dao's real name was Li Congrong.
So he spoke a step late: "The sky is above, I, Lin Yuan, Li Congrong and Jiang Gui, are here to form a golden orchid."
"In the future, we will share the blessings and share the difficulties. We don't want to be born on the same day in the same year and month, but we want to die on the same day in the same year and the same month.
After speaking, the three of them drank the wine mixed with blood in the bowl.
When Lin Yuan was drinking, he was still thinking, drinking blood is really unsanitary, if anyone has any germs? Isn't that three unlucky ones
"Third brother, fourth brother." Brother Dao was in a good mood and grabbed the hands of Lin Yuan and Jiang Gui.
Lin Yuan asked in a low voice, "What about the second?"
Your ranking starts from third
Brother Dao patted Lin Yuan on the shoulder and hugged him very intimately: "Then Yang Zian is also my brother who worships the handle."
Lin Yuan said sincerely, "Brother, you have too many brothers."
Brother Dao laughed: "Just give me some thin noodles. My second brother is also a straight man and works with us. You call him second brother, and it will not humiliate you."
Lin Yuan/Jiang Gui: "..."
"Find a day, come out and drink together." Brother Dao had a smile on his face.
At this age, when brothers with different surnames are formed, they must really treat each other as their own brothers, even more than their own brothers.
"Big brother." Lin Yuan said to Brother Dao, "Second brother Yang is still in my land now."
Brother Dao touched his nose: "Then wait for him to come back."
Yang Zian is a real person. He took his brother to the land that Lin Yuan bought. Jiang Gui did not lie. These land have never been cultivated. They are all fertile land. Fertilizer, fertilizer can not keep up, the ground will be thinner, have to stop planting.
Plant for a year and a half, and let the land recuperate on its own.
They found a piece of land with the flattest terrain, built a grass hut, smeared the walls with mud and withered grass, and it would dry in a day or two. They slept on the withered grass in the middle of the night. Forty men huddled together and slept together without feeling cold. .
The food was prepared by Lin Yuan, and when they went, they dragged a pallet of food.
There are coarse grains and fine grains. The coarse grains are all eaten on weekdays, and the fine grains are from Yang Zi'an. They eat them once every three days. When they are hungry, they can only eat coarse grains.
"It's better than before." The man held a bowl of porridge. The porridge was very thin, but there was white rice. He took a sip of it cherishingly and sighed contentedly, "Where there was white porridge before, it was all bran."
The person next to him was sitting on the field ridge, holding a steamed bun with miscellaneous noodles in his hand, and eating it fragrantly: "Hurry up and drink it, I've finished my bowl."
The man ignored him and patted the land next to him: "The grain can be harvested tomorrow. The owner really said that only 50% of the rent is needed?"
Yang Zian walked out of the grass hut and took a deep breath towards his palm: "The owner said it, I don't think he would dare to lie to us."
The man nodded: "Yes, as for our many brothers, even if he wants to cheat, he has to weigh them up."
There are also young people eating porridge and nibbling on steamed buns, saying hopefully, "I don't expect to have food, I just want to be full every day, and it's okay to be tired. Gotta go to the ground hungry."
"My mother saved food for me and my brothers, and she starved to death."
"After my mother died, my father broke his leg on the mountain. He had no money to buy medicine and died."
The man sighed: "Who isn't."
All have a sad past, is it more miserable to say it
The young man smiled at the man: "It's enough to have enough food every day."
Yang Zian went to the side to get the hoe. He went down to the field with his brothers. He grew up in a farming family. Yang Zian knew some characters and knew how to work in the fields. He never discussed his past with anyone.
His family is also a big family in the local area, but they don't lease their land, and all the land in the family is planted by old servants.
Later, a gang of gangsters passed by. Yang Zian was invited by a friend to a nearby town. After returning, his family was destroyed.
The whole family was slaughtered, and even his two-year-old brother was not spared.
He still wants to take revenge, but what will he take to take revenge? Is it to let his brothers go and fight those gangsters desperately
He can put his life and death aside, but what about his brothers
Over time, the idea of revenge was buried deep in his heart, and he never said it or mentioned it.
Just as they had finished breakfast and were preparing to work, a group of people suddenly rushed over not far away.
Yang Zian: "Don't worry! Take the hoe! Take whatever you have at hand!"
If there are bandits, you must deal with them first, or at least have weapons in your hands.
When the people over there approached, Yang Zian recognized that the leader was Li Congrong.
"Put the guys down, Brother Dao is here." Yang Zian shouted.
The person next to him put down the guy in his hand.
Brother Dao walked in the front, the first to arrive. Behind him were some craftsmen wearing bunts, and then behind were some homeless refugees. The refugees were all yellow and thin, shivering in the cold wind, and their faces were all He looked bewildered, not knowing what to do next.
Yesterday morning, this burly guy with the big five and the three thick suddenly appeared in front of them, saying that he had work for them to do and eat for a day. They came as soon as they heard it. Anyway, there was nothing that could be deceived. They tricked them into being servants, but being a servant is better than it is now.
As long as you don't starve, you can do anything.
"These are all for building houses." Brother Dao said, "There is no delay on both sides."
Yang Zian glanced at the refugees: "Let you come and take care of them?"
Brother Dao grinned, revealing two rows of white teeth: "No matter what, when you don't have the strength, you will be obedient. If you have the strength, it's hard to say."
Yang Zian: "That's true."
Brother Knife suddenly approached and whispered, "I brought a roast chicken and some wine. Let's have a good drink in the evening."
When Yang Zian heard the roast chicken, he involuntarily secreted saliva. This was really greedy. He didn't even remember when he last ate roast chicken.
In recent years, he has eaten meat, not to mention the bark and grass roots. When he is hungry, he eats whatever he catches.
When fleeing, many people ate bad things, and gradually they will die. It is luck that he can survive to this day.
At this time, the craftsmen were calling on the refugees to build a shed, so they built it close to the previous shed. Although the status of the craftsmen is not high, the veteran craftsmen are still respected, mainly because they have real skills in their hands. Good ride.
Yang Zian was pulled aside by Brother Dao to eat alone.
The two of them had a glass of wine each, and then ripped off two chicken drumsticks. Brother Dao said with a smile, "Brother recognized you two younger brothers."
Yang Zian: "..."
He was fooled by Brother Dao when he became sworn to brother Dao, and it is estimated that the two unlucky bastards are similar to him.
Brother Dao: "You have also met, one is Jiang Gui, and the other is Lin Yuan. If you meet in the future, you have to call them the third brother and the fourth brother, you have to remember it."
Yang Zian took a bite of the chicken leg and thought silently, with Li Congrong's urination, it is estimated that in the future, he will have five brothers, six brothers, seven brothers and eight brothers, and maybe eighty-one brothers.
Forget it, there are chickens to eat, so don't worry about it.
If Brother Dao recognizes his younger brother once, and he can eat chicken himself, then this business can still be done.
The author has something to say: Yang Zian: "This person likes to worship everywhere. Even if I, Yang Zian, starved to death and jumped from here, I wouldn't admit that he was also my brother."
Li Congrong: "Come on, eat chicken."
Yang Zian: "It's really fragrant."