Li Xinheng raised his voice: "Good man!"
He is not afraid of competing with someone with a louder voice.
When the man saw that one of them was the young man who had just helped Ali, he knew that the person who came was the young man's reinforcements.
Among these reinforcements, there was a white-faced scholar with red lips and white teeth, a delicate little girl, and the one with a loud voice just now was a bit bigger, so they were not threatening.
He immediately waved his hand and said: "You go, I am Uncle Ali. Whether Ali is sent to the palace to be a eunuch or sold to a wealthy family is our own business."
Yan Funing said: "Can I ask why you sold Ali?"
A middle-aged woman's voice came from the room: "After Ali's father died, my family raised him. Over the years, our family has spent a lot of money to raise him."
The woman came out and looked sideways at the person: "Now that he is fifteen, he should contribute to the family. We don't want him to contribute to other things. If he is sent to the palace, he will be able to eat well and drink well. , we can also get a sum of money, it’s great to have the best of both worlds.”
Ali, who was tied to the pillar, was twisting his body. The rope was so tight that he struggled to move, but he couldn't break free.
Li Xinheng didn't expect that Ali's maternal relatives were such kind of people. It was really an eye-opener for him.
"You are Aunt Ali, right? Why don't you send your own son to be a eunuch so that he can eat well and drink well?"
Aunt Ali's voice suddenly became sharp: "Why do you, a big man, talk like this? My son wants to be kept to carry on the family line. He is the only one in Ali's family. If we don't send him, who will we send?"
Yan Funing's face darkened: "Your family raises Ali, but he wears clothes like a beggar. Your family provides him with food and drink, but he is fifteen years old, but he is smaller than his peers. Your family raises Ali, how dare you say that he Didn’t you work diligently at your house?”
There was a lump in Aunt Ali's throat, and she couldn't retort for a while.
"Don't talk nonsense to them." Uncle Ali took the pole from the porch, walked to the fence gate, and pointed the pole at Li Xinheng, "You are not welcome in my home, so get out of here."
Li Xinheng doesn't like having a pole pointed at his nose.
He grabbed it with his big palm, held both ends of the pole with both hands, and pushed it against his knees. The pole immediately broke into two pieces.
Seeing how strong this big guy was, Uncle Ali quickly shouted into the room: "Come quickly, someone is coming to rob Ali."
The people in the house rushed out immediately after hearing it.
Fu Beimo pointed one by one: "The young one is cousin Ali, and the other two are good at boxing. The four men present have all beaten me and Ali just now."
As soon as he finished speaking, four men, including Uncle Ali, immediately grabbed the guy.
Hoes, shovels, rakes, and hammers rushed toward the fence.
Li Xinheng stood next to Fu Ciyi: "Master, I'll give you half of the carrying pole to defend yourself."
Fu Ciyi glanced lightly: "You keep it." He turned to Yan Funing and said, "Stay away."
Yan Funing nodded, took the dagger from the girdle and pulled it out.
Fu Ciyi was startled, why did she carry it with her?
At this moment, Li Xinheng cut two poles to hold the hoe that had been chopped down from the opposite side.
When others saw that he was struggling to resist, the rake hit Li Xinheng's head directly.
Fu Ciyi pulled Yan Funing behind him and kicked the man holding the hoe and rake in a series of kicks. With lightning speed, he kicked away the shovels and hammers that came one after another.
All the guys took off their hands and fell to the ground.
The four of them did not expect that the scholar with red lips and white teeth could actually have some looking at each other, they simply raised their fists.
Li Xinheng held the broken pole with both hands and fired his bow left and right.
Yan Funing took the opportunity to enter the yard and used a dagger to cut the hemp rope on Ali's seeing this, Aunt Ali raised a bamboo chair and threw it at Yan Funing's head.
Ali stared in horror and whimpered, "Sister-in-law is in danger!"
Stuffed with rags and tied with hemp rope, the sound was very unclear.
Yan Funing also sensed the approaching danger and nimbly leaned to the side, narrowly avoiding Aunt Ali's attack.
Just when Aunt Ali grabbed the bamboo chair and tried to smash it again, Fu Ciyi picked up a stone and flicked it with his fingertips, hitting Aunt Ali directly on the wrist.
His wrist softened and the bamboo chair fell.
It hit Aunt Ali's toes, causing a burst of howling.
Grandma Ali came back and found her family all collapsed on the ground, wailing.
"what happened?"
She went to find a swordsman who specialized in castrating boars. After such a short time, she was taken away by someone? Ali's aunt covered her toes and said to her mother-in-law: "They want to take Ali away."
Grandma Ali said to the bewildered swordsman who was following behind her: "Master, wait a minute. You will be able to use the knife soon. You will need the money."
Hearing this, Yan Funing frowned and kept cutting the rope with her hands: "What do you want to do?"
"It's useless for you to beat people, Ali has to go to the palace." Grandma Ali took the knife hand into the yard, "The knife makers in the capital are very expensive, we are going to cut them off at home, and one can increase the number of people who can enter the palace." The chance of winning, and secondly, you can save a lot of money."
"A poisonous woman with a human face and a beast's heart! There is no old poisonous woman in the world more vicious than you!" Yan Funing was so angry that the hand holding the dagger trembled.
Grandma Ali was obviously not afraid of being scolded. She first helped her son and then her grandson.
"How much money are you prepared to pay for beating up my family like this?"
"what?"
Yan Funing was shocked. This shameless and vicious woman actually wanted compensation? Li Xinheng was so angry that he smashed the broken pole on the ground: "Tiger poison doesn't even eat its seeds, you damn..."
Fu Ciyi suddenly said: "My family has raised Ali since the [-]th day of the first lunar month. We wear fine cotton, and so does he. We eat fish and meat, and he eats it too. Today is February [-]th. For more than a month, , the daily accommodation fee is five hundred cents, how much money do you have to give my family?"
Yan Funing really admired Fu Ciyi.
If this person is really willing to spend money, he is definitely a talented person.
Grandma Ali stared in shock: "Hosting fee?"
That's why some villagers just said that their family was not so kind to take Ali in. It was true.
Fu Beimo shouted: "Yes, it's the admission fee."
Aunt Ali was dissatisfied: "Why is it so expensive?"
Yan Funing finally cut the rope, sheathed the dagger and put it back into the girdle.
Then he clasped his fingers and said, "Three meals a day, one hundred cash for morning meal, two hundred cash each for lunch and evening meal. It's delicious rice. Rice costs money, right? Good meat and good vegetables also cost money, right?"
"If you ask me, five hundred coins a day is quite a bit. Because I often buy snacks, and Ali's share of fruit snacks is indispensable."
"And sewing clothes for him, does it have to be a labor fee? I cook and cook on weekdays, so it has to be considered a labor fee, right?"
"It's been 41 days since the 20th day of the first lunar month. Even if we count it as [-] days, you have to give us [-] taels of silver as a shelter fee."
She finished speaking without taking a breath and patted Ali on the shoulder: "Tell them, is what I said true?"