The princess only wants to get rich and support her family

"Don't threaten us. I'm telling you, I'm not afraid of anyone in this area."

The old man who had been silent could no longer bear it, so he dragged his broken leg over with the help of his co-workers and tried to persuade them: "Son, please change your mind. You have done enough for us as the head of the family."

"Go away!"

The old man staggered after being kicked by the gangster.

The scoundrel pointed at the old man and cursed: "If you weren't incompetent, would I come out to do this hard labor?"

The old man's face was filled with shame, his dry lips trembling and he couldn't utter a word. He stared at the scoundrel, tears rolling down the wrinkles on his face.

Everyone said a few words, "How could you do this to your father?"

Some people could not bear it any longer and said through gritted teeth, "Er Gouzi, your father has always treated you well. He always left all the good food and drinks for you. You were so cruel as to push him down. Who would treat you like a son?"

Seeing that the man was so aggressive, the gangster unconsciously took two steps forward, with an arrogant look on his face: "It's my business how I become someone's son, don't be so lenient. Besides, if you don't like me, just become his son."

"You!" The man was so angry that he was speechless.

Hu Luanfei sneered, "What an unfilial son! I didn't know there are people in this world who don't appreciate their parents' kindness. Since you refuse to leave, I'll give you a chance to show off. Go and carry that pile of mud to the top of the hill to make fertilizer, and then tell me you're a diligent and capable worker. When the work is almost done, I won't blame you, and I'll even praise your diligence."

The gangster's face turned red and white, and he was very angry at what Hu Luanfei said.

Of course, Hunzi didn't take Hu Luanfei's words to heart. He didn't go either, saying that he was tired and wanted to rest.

Hu Luanfei pretended to be angry: "Le Yao, we don't keep idle people here, go report to the county magistrate and ask him to come and deal with this matter."

"Who are you trying to fool? When did we ever have a county magistrate in Menghu Mountain?"

A hundred meters away there were a few thatched houses where Jiang Yi and his party lived. Last night Zhang Dacheng came with the yamen runners and stayed there waiting.

Le Yao trotted over there and shouted, and when the door opened, the mighty Zhang Dacheng appeared in front of everyone with a group of yamen runners.

Le Yao ran back to the hoodlum and said with a smile, "Young man, please stand still. These people are not as easy to mess with as us. If they are unhappy, they will convict you, and if they are angry, they will punish you with a big stick. We have good tempers. Even if we are angry, we will give you enough money to let you go."

After he finished speaking, the inspector who was causing trouble with the gangsters said in a cold tone: "If you want to leave today, leave quickly. You still have a chance to hire a carriage and have fun. Otherwise, if you wait for the county magistrate to speak, you will either go to jail or be beaten. Let me make it clear first, you can stay, but from today on you must work honestly for me, you can't be deserted, and you can't disturb the people. If you can't bear the hardship of staying, you can leave, but you can't be unreasonable like you did today, think it through."

The rising sun gradually revealed its true face, shining brightly on the earth, dispersing the mist and leaving warmth, but the area between the dams was as quiet as a pool of stagnant water.

When the scoundrel saw Zhang Dacheng wearing the county magistrate's official uniform and looking ferocious, he finally became a little scared and said, "My muscles are weak and I'm afraid I can't bear the hardship of carrying a load, so I won't bother you anymore."

Hu Luanfei didn't even look at him. She only glanced at Le Yao. She pointed at the old man that everyone was supporting and said, "You have to write a letter of guarantee that after you leave, you are not allowed to come back to ask me for money."

"Bullshit!" The gangster's eyes suddenly turned red with anger, and he stretched out his fist to punch Le Yao in the face.

Hu Luanfei stepped forward quickly and grabbed the gangster's wrist, but he unexpectedly reacted quickly and swung his other hand towards him with a fist.

Just when he was about to take the punch, his hand was grabbed by someone in mid-air, and he could no longer move.

There was silence for most of the day. When Hu Luanfei let go, Zhang Dacheng suddenly exerted force, and the gangster's wails resounded through the sky.

"Master, please spare my life!" The old man knelt down, hunched over and trembling as he kowtowed on the mud.

One after another, they refused to give up even when their foreheads were bleeding. Seeing the pity for the old man, who became a widower at a young age and had to be both a father and a mother, raising a child in a muddle-headed manner, they all spoke well of him.

The gangster was firmly controlled by Zhang Dacheng. He could neither see the old man's situation behind him nor resist. He could only hear the old man's mournful cries for mercy, which brought back his childhood memories.

Zhang Dacheng was very good. He twisted the gangster's body and let him see clearly what kind of situation his old father was in.

Hu Luanfei lowered his eyes and saw old men, workers and fellow villagers kneeling on the ground.

She glanced at them one by one and saw that their eyes were full of pity and compassion, and they begged her earnestly to let the gangster go.

"You have been bullied by him for many days, why are you willing to plead for him?"

Those people stood up and said briefly, "He has been raised without a mother since he was a child. Don't blame him."

The other young men who had been brainwashed by the gangsters saw that things were not going well, so they immediately knelt down with the others and said, "Please spare my life, boss. I will be diligent and conscientious in the future."

The old man knelt down and moved to Hu Luanfei, grabbed her clothes and cried, "I don't know how to raise him. I just thought that it would be fine if he stuttered. He ended up like this because I didn't teach him well. The son's debt must be paid by the father. If you want to kill him, take my life. He is still young and has a chance to change. I beg the head of the family to let him live."

The old man was in tears and grief, which reminded Hu Luanfei of the Queen of Beiqiu. She must have been truly heartbroken on the day Chaoyun died!

"That's enough, stop embarrassing yourself here!" The gangster suddenly struggled.

The old man said, "It's my father's fault that he has made you poor."

As a tear fell, the bastard suddenly froze, his eyes slightly reddened, as if unwilling and regretful, even his usually arrogant voice became a little hoarse at this moment: "Don't beg her."

The old man kowtowed and said, "I buried the wages I received last month under the jujube tree that you loved to climb when you were a child. When dad goes to prison, you can dig it out. It will be enough for you to squander for a while. You must take good care of yourself while dad is away."

"What nonsense are you talking about, old man? If anyone has to go to jail, it's me. What does it have to do with you? You can keep that little bit of silver for your coffin. I don't want it. Get up quickly and don't do such a shameful thing."

The gangster shouted heartbreakingly, but the old man insisted on having his own way.

Hu Luanfei couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward to say a few words: "When you were young, he could have abandoned you for himself, but he didn't. His duty as a father didn't allow him to do that. He would rather choose to raise you with all his hardship. He could have enjoyed his old age, but because of your ignorance, he had to run out to do hard labor at an age when he should have been enjoying his retirement. Do you feel guilty? Have you ever felt sorry for your father?"