Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

Xiao Kan grew up in Heiyao Village as long as he could remember.

The name of Heiyao Village is well-known in Pingyong City, who knows that Heiyao Village is a bandit village that robs the rich and helps the poor?

Xiao Qian, the head of Xiao in the village, is Xiao Kan's adoptive father, the person who adopted Xiao Kan into the village to raise him.

This Xiao Qian led the people in the village to rob the rich and help the poor, and attracted a large number of heroes. Heiyao Village became a real "hero town".

But no one expected that Xiao Dadao died unexpectedly. The body was found by the local people on the side of the road and sent to Heiyao village in one fell swoop.

At that time, Xiao Kan was only 45 and 12 years old, and Xiao Qian's wife, Mrs. Li, his [-]-year-old biological daughter Xiao Ling, and the entire village were left behind.

Sad and miserable, the group of dragons had no leader, so everyone let Song Yu take over Heiyao village at one stroke.

However, Song Yu was only the third in charge at the time. Logically speaking, it should be the second in charge to take over the village, but everyone knows that the second in charge——Guan Yao, a free-spirited, wandering, unseen person all year round, can't take over. It's one thing, not answering is another.

Therefore, the third family who just turned eighteen took over the stockade, and gradually gained a firm foothold amidst many turmoil.

At the same time, Song Yu took over Xiao Kan, the adoptive son left behind by his foster brother.

After all, Mrs. Li is just an ordinary woman. It is fine to teach some big characters, but after all, it is impossible to teach a man to read, practice martial arts and manage affairs, let alone she has a daughter who is not too young.

Before that, Xiao Kan didn't have much interaction with this uncle Yi.

There are nearly 200 people in the village. Who doesn't know that Song Yu, the third master, is a stranger by nature and has a frosty face, but it cannot be denied that Song Sanye is a young man with high ambitions, high achievements and good looks, and he is also dedicated to the village.

When Mrs. Li sent Xiao Kan to the Qingyu case in the courtyard where Song Yu lived, Xiao Kan was also a little embarrassed.

At that time, Song Yu had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time, Mrs. Li said some polite words, left Xiao Kan with some reluctance, and went back by herself.

Xiao Kan looked at Song Yu, who was two heads taller than him, wearing a white coat with green sleeves, a sword pinned to his waist, long and upward-looking eyes, and the silver nail in his left ear wheel shining brightly in the sun. Green pine, as beautiful as crown jade, with a dignified appearance.

"Uncle Yi." Xiao Kan called out timidly, and couldn't help but look at the other's ears.

Song Yu hummed, pondered for a moment and said, "Afraid?"

"No." Xiao Kan said that, actually a little timidly.

Song Yu looked at the other party's dodging eyes, and couldn't help asking: "Since there is no one, why don't you dare look at me?"

"Can you say?"

"Uncle Wei told you to say it, so you say it."

Xiao Kan immediately looked up at the other party, and couldn't help but look at the other party's ears, hesitating and saying: "Uncle Yi knows, what is the appearance of Gu Pansheng..."

Song Yu suddenly turned dark, "How old are you?"

"I just turned 15 last month, and my age is... sixteen." Xiao Kan said seriously.

Song Yu thought to himself that he was only four years younger than himself, and snorted: "At such an age, such obscene words as 'Gu Pan Sheng Zi' are used indiscriminately."

"No, it's not obscenity." Xiao Kan wanted to praise the other party, but he didn't want to recruit Song Yu, "The adoptive father also praised the adoptive mother in the same way..."

Song Yu naturally knew what "Gu Panshengzi" meant, but it was unavoidable that it was inappropriate to be used as a metaphor by a child.

"Follow me." Song Yu could only turn around to prevent the other party from seeing her embarrassment.

"Yes." Xiao Kan answered him in a low voice.

Xiao Kan followed Song Yu into the inner courtyard of the Qingyu case, and the two stopped in front of a wing.

"You will live in this room from now on." Song Yu pushed open the door and walked in.

Xiao Kan also went in, "What about Uncle Yi?"

"It's on the opposite side." Song Yuhuan looked around the room, "Just ask me if you have anything to do on weekdays."

"Yes." Xiao Kan was in a good mood looking at the clean and tidy house, "Thank you, Uncle Yi."

"Although your father and I are brothers of the same school, now that you worship my school, there is a lot of talk in the village. You can call me Yishi in the future, and don't call Yishu again." Song Yu said seriously.

Of course Xiao Kan understood the other party's intentions, "Yes, volunteer teacher."

Song Yu thought about going to deal with the affairs of the village later, so he explained a few words and went out.

After the other party left, Xiao Kan went to lie down on the bed and began to think about his own thoughts.

Xiao Kan had been living with his adoptive father and the others on the east side of Zhaizi, where there were more people and lively, and it was closer to the kitchen of the Zhaizi.

Now that he has moved to the west side of the village, which is the most sparsely populated area, Xiao Kan always feels cold and flustered because of the isolated Qingyu case, and secondly, he is not at ease when he has to face this uncle Yi who is not close to him.

Ever since I saw the cold and white body of my adoptive father that day, I was even more afraid of desertion.

After thinking about it, Xiao Kan wrapped himself in the quilt and fell asleep.

Song Yu spent the whole day looking at the account books at the Ministry of Finance. Since the accident of the head of the family, Heyao village has not been active for a long time, and copper coins can only be withdrawn.

On weekdays, the Zhaizi’s expenses are not low, and any hospital or number of people who need money have to come here to report and get the money. In addition, there are more and more people in the Zhaizi, and the cost of buying oil and rice from the hall is also increasing. Don't start to pay attention to the issue of economic income and expenditure.

After all, they were bandits, and they would have nothing to do with looting and looting, not to mention there were more and more women and children in the village.

Song Yu looked at it for a day, and when some thoughts and ideas came to his mind, it was already dark, and the "Four Fingers" of the Ministry of Finance urged him to go back to eat and rest before he left.

When they arrived at the hall, Song Yu remembered Xiao Kan who was alone in the courtyard, so he rushed back to the Qingyu case first.

At this time, Xiao Kan had been awake for half an hour, and the room was already pitch black. He was a little scared, and he didn't dare to get out of bed, so he could only curl up on the bed and plan to sleep again until dawn.

With a creak, Song Yu pushed the door open and went straight in.

"Is it righteousness, teacher righteousness?" Xiao Kan poked his head out of the quilt.

"Yeah." Song Yu walked to the table, groped for something, and lit the candle after a while.

The candlelight slowly illuminated the room, and Xiao Kan saw Song Yu's face clearly before climbing out of bed.

"Did you sleep all day?" Song Yu was expressionless.

Xiao Kan was a little embarrassed, "Yes."

"Let's go to dinner as a teacher." Song Yu wanted to teach the other party about wasting time, but felt that it was not appropriate for the first day, so he held back.

The two of them came out of the Qingyu case one after the other and went to the gang hall.

Many people greeted them on the road, and Song Yu only nodded slightly in response, and Xiao Kan couldn't help but respect Song Yu a little bit.

After entering the kitchen, the two took some food and found a table to sit down.

Song Yu only took a bowl of white porridge and a plate of mustard greens, while Xiao Kan took a bowl of white rice, half a plate of goose meat, and half a plate of braised soybeans.

Seeing that Song Yu was eating a little "poorly", Xiao Kan lost his appetite and felt restless.

"Not to your liking?" Song Yu asked, putting down the spoon.

"No." Xiao Kan worked up his courage and said, as if chewing on wax, "Yi Shi, you can eat mine."

Song Yu pretended not to hear, and continued to eat.

Xiao Kan watched the other party eat slowly, and seeing the white porridge on his lips made him wonder what the food in the other party's bowl tasted like.

"Finish earlier and go back to rest." Song Yu didn't lift her eyelids.

"Yes." Xiao Kan's appetite improved again.

After eating, the two went out to the gang hall together again.

"Hey, there hasn't been much harvest in the village recently, and the food level has dropped a lot..."

"Yeah, there's no way, the third family is also in a hurry..."

"The people below the mountain are gleaners, and those on our mountain... hey, what kind of life do you think these years are like?"

The two villagers walking in front of them spoke casually, completely unaware that these words had already fallen into the ears of Xiao Kan and Song Yu.

Song Yu's face became more serious, and Xiao Kan didn't dare to look at Song Yu's face. Xiao Kan remembered that the half plate of pickled soybeans he had just poured into the bucket of boiled water, and felt a burst of regret in his heart.

The author has something to say: Everyone thinks of the righteous teacher as the righteous uncle in their hearts... Ball ball.