Female-male sex: Salted fish forced to rise to prominence

The next day, the sky was dark and rainy.

Listening to the sound of raindrops outside the window, the young Wang Er could no longer sleep. He got up, dressed, and went to the kitchen to work for a while. Then he baked a few pancakes and fried some pickles that Mrs. Tao next door had given him the day before. When he put the meal on the wooden table in the main room.

Dad and younger brother also came out dressed neatly.

Wang Er asked in confusion: "Dad, brother, why are you up so early today? I was just planning to buy some cakes and then go out together to meet our benefactor."

There were dark circles around Old Man Wang's eyes. He yawned weakly and said, "When I thought about going to visit my benefactor today, your father didn't sleep well all night."

The younger brother Wang San also said in a baby voice: "Brother, I didn't sleep well either. I was so happy when I thought about seeing the fat brother from last time."

Wang Er felt that he was also very happy to meet his benefactor soon. He smiled and coaxed his younger brother, "Then San'er, finish your breakfast quickly, and then your brother and father will take you to see your benefactor."

Wang Er carefully instructed again: "When you see your benefactor later, don't say that he is fat. You know, that is a blessing that most people don't have."

Old Man Wang nodded in agreement.

The little kid Wang Sanda blinked his eyes and said in a daze: "Brother, San'er listens to you, San'er is a good boy."

Wang Er touched his brother's head, his eyes full of care: "Eat the pancake quickly, it won't taste good if it gets cold."

Old Man Wang looked at the scene of brothers being so friendly and respectful to each other, and his face was filled with joy. He looked as if he was content with having a son. He thought that as long as the family could be together in peace, it didn't matter if life was a little hard.

The father and his two sons were having a warm breakfast.

Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the door, so loud that it felt like the door was about to break down at any moment.

Wang Er immediately stood up and said, "Dad, you guys eat first, I'll go open the door."

Wang Er braved the spring rain and went to open the gate of the courtyard. Several strong and powerful constables with swords walked directly into the courtyard.

Wang Er stepped forward to the leader of the group of officials, clasped his fists and bowed, and asked: "Gentlemen, what brings you here?"

Constable Han Guang glanced up and down at the young man in front of him. He was tall and strong, with a good physique. Liu Ermaizi was really smart to recommend such a strong man to him.

Han Guang asked in a serious tone, "Are you Wang Er?"

Wang Er looked at the honest-looking constable in front of him, feeling somewhat puzzled, but still replied, "That's me."

Constable Han Guang pulled out a notice from his pocket and said sternly, "The army is recruiting soldiers. Take them away."

As soon as he finished speaking, the constables behind him rushed towards Wang Er like hungry tigers, trying to take him away by force. However, Wang Er was agile and easily avoided their capture with a dodgy move.

Wang Er had been practicing martial arts with his father since he was young, and he was familiar with military affairs. He frowned and looked at Han Guang in confusion, saying, "Sir, are you mistaken? I'm only sixteen years old, not yet of conscription age!"

Constable Han Guang was slightly startled, and then ordered his men to check the household registration list brought by the government.

After a while, Han Guang heard the constable behind him whisper in his ear: "Brother Guang, this Wang Er is indeed just sixteen years old."

Constable Han Guang thought to himself, he didn't expect that the boy in front of him actually knew the rules of the military camp and knew that the recruitment was only for the age of seventeen. This Liu Ermaizi recommended a good man to him without even asking about his age. Humph, he made a trip in vain. But he couldn't just let him go. If he couldn't recruit enough people, how would he report to County Magistrate Yang? I heard that the soldiers recruited this time were the people wanted by the higher-ups.

Wang Er watched the official in front of him ask his men to flip through the book, then hesitate for a while. He thought the official knew he had made a mistake, and he immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

But the honest and simple-looking constable in front of him distorted the facts and said in a stern tone without any doubt: "It's written on the roster that he is seventeen years old. Take him away."

"Whoever of you dares to arrest someone at will, how could his father not know whether there is Seventeen or not?" At this time, Father Wang strode forward and stood in front of his son.

Constable Han Guang wore a contemptuous smile, his eyes filled with disdain and mockery as he stared intently at the old man in plain linen clothes before him. He raised his voice and shouted sarcastically, "Hey, you dare to openly obstruct the officers from handling a case? Are you tired of living?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his foot and kicked Old Man Wang hard in the chest.

Under normal circumstances, facing such fancy moves, Old Man Wang would have been able to dodge them easily, but at this moment his old leg injury suddenly flared up, preventing him from dodging in time, so the kick landed solidly on his chest.

However, despite suffering such a heavy blow, Old Man Wang still relied on his martial arts skills to take a few steps back to maintain his balance.

Wang Er, who was standing by, was extremely worried when he saw this. He quickly supported his father's shoulders and asked with concern, "Dad, how do you feel? Are you hurt?"

The young Wang San was so frightened that he burst into tears, shouting, "Daddy... Daddy... Wuuuuu..."

Old Man Wang subconsciously covered his chest. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, but looking at his sons' anxious expressions, he endured the pain in his heart and said reluctantly: "Sons, don't worry, Dad is fine."

A constable behind Han Guang looked the shabby-dressed father and son up and down with contempt, sneering, "It's OK if you don't want to join the army, but you have to pay a fee to be exempted from conscription."

Old Man Wang seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and he asked hurriedly: "Then may I ask, sir, how much silver do we need to pay?"

He was thinking in his mind that at worst he could borrow ten taels of silver from Mrs. Tao next door. Although life would be a little tighter, it would be much better than joining the army and dying.

However, the constable showed a greedy smile and said loudly, "It's not much, not much, just pay two hundred taels! Then the officials will be more lenient and let you go."

The other constables also echoed this, saying sarcastically, "Yes, yes, as long as you pay the money, everything will be fine."

Hearing this, Old Man Wang's eyes widened, and he stared angrily at these so-called officials before him, gritting his teeth and saying, "You are absolutely shameless! According to the regulations, even if you have to pay silver, it is only ten taels. How can you ask for two hundred taels? You are clearly trying to use this opportunity to extort the people!"

He secretly groaned in his heart. If it was only ten taels of silver, he could still shamelessly go to Mrs. Tao next door to borrow some to solve the urgent problem, but now they are asking for two hundred taels of silver. How could he possibly ask for it?

Hearing the child still crying, Constable Han Guang waved his hand impatiently and said, "Take him away quickly, stop nagging."

Old Man Wang wanted to stop him, but Han Guang and other detectives had already drawn their swords, and the situation was already at a stalemate.

Wang Er knew that he had to follow them today. There were only two elderly and weak people in his family. If he continued to resist, he would probably suffer no good consequences.

Although Wang Er was dissatisfied with these officials, he knew that he could not afford to offend them, so he still put on a smile and said to the officials in front of him: "Officers, you will be away from home for a long time when you serve as a soldier, and you have to pack your luggage. Please wait a moment."

When Constable Han Guang heard this, he felt that what Wang Er said made sense and his attitude was not bad, so he nodded, smiled honestly and said, "Okay, that's fine. The officials are not unkind people. Go ahead."

"Thank you, sir!" Wang Er hurriedly thanked him, then turned and ran into the house.

"Brothers, let's wait outside." The captain led the others out of the Wang family's yard and blocked the gate of the Wang family.

When the neighbors heard the noise from the Wang family, they all came out to look around curiously.

But when they saw the ferocious-looking officials standing at the door, they were so scared that they quickly closed the door and hid back in their homes. They did not dare to provoke these officials for fear that it would bring trouble to themselves.

While packing his luggage, Wang Er looked at his father and younger brother reluctantly, his eyes filled with deep worry. His father's body had not fully recovered and his younger brother was still young. He didn't expect that he would have to leave at this time.

As for when he would be able to come back, he had no idea, he just hoped that everything would be fine.

He was not actually afraid of joining the army. On the contrary, he had been learning military boxing from his father since he was a child to strengthen his body.

In addition, he often listened to his father telling various stories about the military camp, which made him yearn for that place full of passion and glory since he was a child.

He had always longed to join the army and make achievements, but he never expected that he would be forced to join the army in such a way.

Wang Er walked into the bedroom, packed a few pieces of clothes casually and walked out. At this moment, there was a small bag on his back.

He slowly knelt down and kowtowed three times to his father, his voice choking with sobs as he said, "I am an unfilial son. I'm afraid I won't be able to serve you in the future."

Seeing the scene before him, Father Wang's eyes could not help but turn red. He helped his son up with trembling hands and said softly, "Son, get up quickly!"

Wang San, who was standing by, had already burst into tears and clung to his brother's legs, crying, "Brother, don't go, don't go, I don't want you to leave us!"

Just then, a few impatient urging voices of officials were heard outside the door.

Wang Er stood up upon hearing the voice, with an indescribable melancholy welling up in his heart. He felt as if he still had many unfinished things, such as not being able to see his benefactor, Master Su, again, and... and that woman with superb boxing skills.

Wang Er took out a tael of silver and a few copper coins from his arms, and solemnly instructed: "Dad, you keep this silver, and you must remember to give the prescription to Mr. Su. Your son is leaving first."

He took one last deep look at his father and brother, then turned and left.

Little Wang San looked at his brother's departing back and cried out with sobs: "Brother, you must come home early."

"Okay," Wang Er's tall body trembled. He didn't dare to look back for a moment. He was afraid that if he looked back, he would not be able to leave.