Facing the young man's aggressive attitude, Wei Yang took a few steps forward without fear.

"Who are you? What are you doing here?" the young man asked fiercely.

"Can't I just pass by?" Wei Yang asked calmly.

"Hey, you are still quarreling with my grandpa." The young man crossed his shoulders and pretended to be arrogant and said: "Of course you can pass through this village, but you have to pay the toll, otherwise you will not be allowed to pass. Please take a detour."

"To buy money for traveling? No." Wei Yang touched the money bag hidden in the seam of his clothes. It was more than a dozen taels of silver. Grandpa had worked hard to save it. He would not show it to others easily.

"I don't think you, kid, can dress like a pauper and have no money, but you have to kneel down and call me daddy, and I will let you go." The young man said arrogantly.

"Yes, kneel down and call me daddy." Several teenagers started to cheer.

"I, Wei Yang, kneel to heaven and earth. I kneel to my grandfather. Don't let me kneel to you. Don't even think about it." Wei Yang grew up listening to his grandfather telling stories about heroes. He still has this kind of integrity. He can't be against anyone.

People are groveling.

"Haha, then you are going to be beaten." The young man said, waved his hand, and shouted to the four or five followers: "Everyone, come on, fix this guy properly."

Several teenagers gathered around and began to punch and kick Wei Yang.

After a melee, Wei Yang was unscathed, but the boy's hand was broken. A boy was thrown into a dry well by Wei Yang and broke his leg. The worst thing was the seven or eight-year-old girl, who was bitten in the melee.

Wei Yang took a sip, and Wei Yang used the scissors he usually used to trim herbs to twist Xiao Nizi's hair into a big bald head.

It's not bad, the adults in the village heard the cries at the head of the village, picked up hoes, shovels, poles and other utensils and ran over, grabbing Wei Yang.

The adults in the village were too embarrassed to do anything when they saw that the child in his village had lost his arms and legs. The village chief was so angry that he handed Wei Yang over to a few half-year-old boys and asked them to deal with it.

You'll have to teach him a lesson.

This boy, who was almost fifteen or sixteen years old, was at the right time of physical development, and he didn’t know how serious he was. He beat Wei Yang unconscious with a heavy beating. Seeing Wei Yang unconscious, these boys

Frightened, he abandoned Wei Yang in Xiaoshu Village outside the village and ignored him.

When Wei Yang woke up, he found himself lying on a bed covered with hay, the sound of a spinning wheel came from the room, and a little girl was looking at him with a pair of big, smart eyes.

He recognized it. This was the little girl in the thatched house outside the village.

"Mom, big brother is awake." The little girl shouted happily.

"Why am I here?" Wei Yang asked confused.

"It was my mother who carried you back from the woods." The little girl said in a sweet and waxy voice.

"Oh, you're awake, come and have some porridge." The little girl's mother came in carrying a bowl of multigrain porridge.

"My surname is Lin, please call me Aunt Lin, and my daughter's name is Qing Ning." With that said, Aunt Lin turned around and went back to spinning her cloth.

Wei Yang was lying on the bed, thinking of his grandfather who had been kidnapped. Only when he became stronger could he rescue his grandfather. If he wanted to achieve all this, he could only find a place to practice and make himself stronger.

But now he was knocked down before he even got out of the mountain. Alas, he was too weak.

At night, Aunt Lin killed the only old egg-laying hen in the family and stewed soup to replenish Wei Yang's health. Taking the rich meaty chicken soup, Wei Yang's eyes filled with tears for the first time. He had a feeling that he had never felt before.

The feeling he experienced was so warm and touching. He vaguely felt that Aunt Lin was like his closest relative. What he didn't know was that this was the feeling of maternal love that he had never tried.

In fact, Aunt Lin was also a hard-working woman. When she was a girl, she was the most beautiful girl in the whole country. The people who came to propose marriage crossed the threshold, including some children of wealthy families.

When I went up the mountain to pick mushrooms with my companions from the village, I suddenly encountered two evil wolves. My companions all ran away. Just as the wolves were about to pounce, they happened to meet the hunter Yin Daniu passing by. The young man protected Aunt Lin behind him without saying a word.

He fought to the death with two evil wolves and saved Aunt Lin, so Aunt Lin decided to marry Yin Daniu regardless of her family's opposition.

Less than two years after the happy life, half a year after Aunt Lin gave birth to her daughter Qing Ning, Yin Daniu accidentally fell off a cliff while tracking prey, leaving Aunt Lin and her daughter behind.

After Yin Daniu's death, his two brothers and his sister-in-law drove Aunt Lin and her daughter out of the Yin family's ancestral house. Aunt Lin had no choice but to build a thatched house outside the village and spin cloth day and night to make ends meet.

Wei Yang knew that Aunt Lin's life was poor and her day and night spinning life was unsustainable. Under such difficult conditions, she killed the old hens that laid eggs to replenish his body. This moved him deeply. When he was young,

In his heart, apart from his grandfather who raised him through all kinds of hardships, he believed that Aunt Lin and her daughter were his closest relatives. He regarded Aunt Lin as his mother and Qing Ning as his biological sister. He secretly made up his mind.

, one day, we must let Aunt Lin and Qing Ning live a comfortable life.

At midnight, Wei Yang stretched his body. I don't know whether it was because he had tasted various medicinal herbs since he was a child or because his grandfather said that he was gifted and different from ordinary people. The injuries on his body were now intact.

He couldn't stay any longer, so he got up and saw Aunt Lin falling asleep on the spinning wheel. He put the chicken legs secretly left at night beside Qing Ning's bed, took out the money bag from the gap in his clothes,

He placed it gently on the spinning wheel, then opened the door and walked into the night.

When passing through the village path, the dogs in the village twitched their ears and pounced on the ground with their tails tucked when they saw it, and they did not dare to snort.

In the middle of the village, Wei Yang saw a fish pond. Next to the fish pond was a wooden sign that read: The fish pond is jointly owned by the villagers of Yinjia Village, and no one can salvage it privately.

Wei Yang's grandfather taught him to read and write since he was a child.

From what he could see, the fish in the fish pond were very rich and plump. Thinking of the beatings these villagers gave him and abandoning him in the woods regardless of his own life or death, he couldn't help but a stern look flashed in his eyes.

He picked several plants from the roadside and the fish pond, kneaded them together, and threw them into the fish pond.

In the early morning of the next day, Aunt Lin woke up from her sleep and found the money bag on the spinning wheel. When she opened it, she found that there were more than ten taels of broken silver. This was a huge fortune for the two of them.

, she quickly picked up the money bag and rushed to the door. Wei Yang was nowhere to be seen.

"This child..."

Looking at the mountain road in the distance, Aunt Lin felt a lot of emotions...
Chapter completed!