After dying early, I traveled to ancient times and became a boy

After selling everything, Ye Xunqing and Feng Jingheng carried the slightly dry lotus flowers and lotus leaves home. On the way back, Ye Xunqing wanted to see Xie Lingyin again, but he couldn't find her. In addition, the weather was very hot, so they went back directly.

Ye Xunqing put the purse in the basket and looked down at it from time to time.

Feng Jingheng smiled and said, "Ah Qing, why don't you take out your wallet so you don't have to keep looking at it."

"No." Ye Xunqing shook his head. "Don't show off your wealth. It's not safe to hold your wallet in your hands. I'm afraid someone will snatch it away."

Feng Jingheng said very confidently: "Don't worry, Ah Qing, with me here, no one dares to snatch you away."

Ye Xunqing believed it. He said, "Ah Heng, today we made a small profit. Besides, making fried dough sticks is much easier than selling fried fish. After all, only a few people eat fried fish, so I plan to fry more dough sticks and sell them in the future."

Feng Jingheng agreed very much. After all, their two fishing trips were not very pleasant, and fish would spoil easily in hot weather. If they were not handled in time, it would not be worth it if the fish became smelly.

"If you want to sell fried fish, late autumn is a good time," Feng Jingheng said. "Not only are the fish fatter, but the weather is also cooler."

"Yes." Ye Xunqing nodded slightly, "Let's sell fried dough sticks for now."

Canned peaches, mushroom meat sauce or fried fish are not suitable for ordinary people to buy, and there are seasonal and climatic restrictions. However, if the cost of fried dough sticks is reduced, they can be sold all year round and the income will be more stable.

"Let's go home." Ye Xunqing quickened his pace. "I don't know what Xiaobai and Xiaoyan had for lunch. Did Chen Jinhua give them any trouble? But they shouldn't be hungry. I left them some money. Even if Chen Jinhua doesn't let them eat, they can use the money to buy a meal at someone else's house."

Feng Jingheng assured him, "Aqing, don't worry too much. If Xiaobai has any problems, he will definitely go to your aunt."

Ye Xunqing nodded, "My aunt and grandma are also living under someone else's roof. When I have more money in the future, I will definitely take them away."

Feng Jingheng said: "Okay, I will help you deal with Butcher Ye."

Ye Xunqing was still wondering who Ye the Butcher was. Before he could say anything, he remembered that Ye the Butcher was his uncle-in-law.

It had been a few days since he'd gone to his house to buy meat. There was a big market the day after tomorrow, and he didn't know if Ye Zongkuan would slaughter a pig. If he did, he'd like to buy some spare ribs. Unlike modern society, spare ribs weren't as expensive in ancient times because there was so little meat. Ancient people preferred to spend money on pure meat, especially the fat.

When they arrived at the door, the sun was still high in the west. Ye Xunqing called out from outside the yard: "Xiaobai, Xiaoyan, brother is back. Brother also brought you lotus... flowers..."

The yard was in a mess, with pottery jars and bottles scattered all over the floor and the brooms broken.

"Xiaobai, Xiaoyan!" Seeing this scene, Ye Xunqing hurried into the house, but saw that the house was also in a mess.

Mo Yuyan was moving the table alone, while Ye Xunbai was sweeping up the broken bottles on the ground.

"Brother...Brother..." Mo Yuyan stammered, "I'm...I'm sorry...I, I didn't, I didn't protect my family...and Xiaobai..."

"You can speak now?" Ye Xunqing was quite surprised.

Ye Xunbai dropped the broom, ran over, hugged his brother's thighs, and buried his face in his abdomen, "Brother..."

Ye Xunqing picked him up and asked, "What happened?"

Ye Xunbai cried and said, "They, they took away all the money and food..."

"Who?" Ye Xunqing's face was full of anger.

"Debt, creditor!" Mo Yuyan pointed to the main hall, "Your father owed gambling debts, and those people... wanted money... We didn't have any, so they stole our things, our money..."

"They also beat Brother Xiaoyan..." Ye Xunbai cried, "We didn't let them steal the money, so they beat Brother Xiaoyan..."

Mo Yuyan had been leaning sideways towards Ye Xunqing. Ye Xunqing hadn't noticed his situation yet. When he heard Ye Xunqing say this, he asked, "Where did they hit you?"

Mo Yuyan shook her head and said, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt anymore..."

Ye Xunqing turned him around and saw that half of Mo Yuyan's face was swollen. He was handsome and fair-skinned, and the slap had turned half of his face purple and red.

Ye Xunqing's eyes were bloodshot, "Get lost, who did this?"

Feng Jingheng brought the basket in and said, "If it's gambling, then it could be done by someone from Liujia Village or the town. Ye Laosi likes to gamble in these two places."

"Liu...Liu..." Mo Yuyan said, "That person, by the river, tied to the tree..."

"Liu Wangcheng?" Feng Jingheng asked, "Is he the bastard we taught a lesson to last time by the river?"

Mo Yuyan nodded, "Yes, he robbed the money."

Feng Jingheng immediately pulled out the basket carrying pole and said, "I'll go find him and settle the score."

Ye Xunqing put Ye Xunbai down and said with a dark face, "I'm going too."

He took the whip from the wall and followed Feng Jingheng to settle the score with Liu Wangcheng.

Liu Wangcheng and his men did not walk fast after they robbed the things. After all, they were carrying rice, flour, oil and other things, so when they arrived at the entrance of Liujia Village, they were caught up by Feng Jingheng and Ye Xunqing.

"Liu Wangcheng!" Feng Jingheng shouted calmly, "Stop right there!"

Liu Wangcheng was holding candy in his hand. When he heard someone calling him, he turned around and looked. He didn’t know what he saw until he looked. He was scared to death!

"Oh no! Feng Laoer and Ye Xunqing are back!" Liu Wangcheng ran away. "Feng Laoer is so strong! You can't beat him!"

I can't outrun him.

Feng Jingheng threw a carrying pole at him, and Liu Wangcheng fell flat on his face.

Before the others could react, they were whipped.

"Fuck, I've seen a ghost!" Ye Xunqing has lived two lives, which is about thirty or forty years, and he has never seen anyone break into a house and rob it so brazenly. "Idiot, give me back my money and food!"

"Ouch, ouch..."

"Who is this!"

"Why did you hit us?"

Those who were beaten still acted as if they were righteous and had no recollection of what they had just done.

Ye Xunqing was furious. "Who told you to rob my house?"

A dark-faced man stepped forward and said, "Oh, you're the guy from Ye Lao Si's family who's good at making money, right?"

Feng Jingheng dragged Liu Wangcheng back and threw him at the feet of those people. He said in a very serious tone, "Give us back our things and money."

"Feng Lao Er, I know you." The dark-faced man said with a smile, "I know you're strong, but there are so many of us here, can you defeat them all?"

Feng Jingheng said calmly: "You stole Ah Qing's things, give them back."

The dark-faced man laughed heartily and said, "He's just a shady fellow, and you're so attached to him...ah!"

Feng Jingheng didn't even give him the chance to finish his words. He swung his carrying pole and hit the man directly in the chest, knocking him to the ground.