Qu Hong had just left when another person sneaked into the courtyard. It was not right to say that he was sneaking around, after all, the front door of Zhang Yuan's house had not been reinstalled. Anyone could enter and exit freely. But the person was hunched over, and his expression was a little bit vulgar, and he did not look like a good person. It was old man Kou Tai! Zhang Yuan looked at him coldly, wanting to see what tricks this old man was playing. To be honest, he had only met old man Kou once. But after a few words of communication, Zhang Yuan knew very well what kind of person he was. He did not have any good feelings for him. "Little brother, we meet again."
Kou Tai seemed not to notice Zhang Yuan's expression, and smiled with an old face: "It's great that you are okay!" Zhang Yuan really had no interest in talking nonsense with him, so he just looked at him without saying anything. His eyes were full of ridicule. No matter how thick-skinned Kou was, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed: "Little brother, do you remember what I told you last time? That man is dead, and now only she is left..." "Get out!" Zhang Yuan pointed to the door with a hatchet in his hand. "Sorry." Old Kou stepped back with a smile on his face, and explained humbly: "I have no ill intentions, but..." He retreated to the door, then lowered his voice and continued: "Little brother, you can't know a person's heart by knowing his face. That Qu Hong is not a kind person, you have to be careful!" Zhang Yuan was a little surprised, put down the hatchet and said: "If I tell Manager Qu about this, do you know the consequences?" Qu Hong is definitely not a kind person. How could a kind person be a manager in a place like Xishanji! But the old man in front of him is quite courageous. He actually dared to say such words to him. Old Kou chuckled: "I don't have many days left to live. There's nothing more important than death. It doesn't matter." He said these words very clearly, with a sense of life and death. It made Zhang Yuan's impression of this old man change a little. After thinking about it, Zhang Yuan said: "How about this, you help me fix the gate, and I'll give you 100 kilograms of food." Old Kou's eyes lit up: "Really?"
Zhang Yuan ignored him and continued to chop his firewood. "I'll take care of this!" Old Kou didn't care, and turned away happily, his steps at least ten times faster than when he came. Zhang Yuan shook his head speechlessly. But what he didn't expect was that Old Kou came back after only one stick of incense. He not only brought back two intact wooden doors, but also a woman! This woman was tall, with big breasts, a thin waist, and beautiful eyes and eyebrows. Although she is not a great beauty, her appearance is outstanding, especially her long legs are particularly eye-catching. She was wearing a plain skirt and a long sword at her waist, which showed a bit of heroic spirit. Zhang Yuan noticed that there was a white flower in her hair. This is the mark of a widow. Old man Kou nodded and explained: "Brother, this is the wife of the Chen family. I can't carry two doors by myself, so I asked her for help. I don't mean anything else!" This old guy! It's just trying to cover up! Zhang Yuan said lightly: "Wait." He turned to the kitchen and brought out a big bag of rice. Then I saw Old Man Kou and Mrs. Chen installing the door together. The size of this wooden door is very standard, and the door frame of Zhang Yuan's house is still there, so it is easy to install. Old man Kou even brought a door bolt. It's done in two or three steps! In fact, such a door can neither prevent weirdness nor prevent warriors. A warrior with the first-level Mingjin cultivation can also easily climb over the wall and enter the yard. The defensive function is almost equal to nothing. But the gate represents the bottom line of the owner! Even if it is just symbolic, it is necessary for it to exist. Zhang Yuan watched the two install the gate, and then stepped forward to hand the rice bag to Old Man Kou: "Here." Old Man Kou happily took the rice bag and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you, thank you, little brother!" Madam Chen stood aside without saying a word.
Zhang Yuan glanced at the other party and said to Old Man Kou: "Don't bother me if you have nothing to do in the future." The intention of Old Man Kou to bring Madam Chen here is obvious, and it will never be as simple as helping to install the door. The widow also looks quite delicious. But Zhang Yuan didn't have any thoughts in his mind. It's not that Zhang Yuan is heartless and doesn't like women. But he is not interested in this, and it is troublesome to keep another woman at home. And before breaking through the fourth level, Zhang Yuan needs to maintain his Yuanyang body to lay the most solid foundation for martial arts! Old Kou didn't know Zhang Yuan's ambition, so his thoughts were completely in vain. He smiled awkwardly: "Okay, okay." At this moment, Mrs. Chen beside him suddenly said: "Brother Zhao, can you lend me some silver?" Zhang Yuan and Old Kou were both stunned. Old Kou was a little anxious: "Mrs. Chen..." But Mrs. Chen ignored him and looked at Zhang Yuan and said: "I can write you an IOU, nine out of thirteen!" It can be seen that the widow mustered up the courage to say this, and a faint blush appeared on her face. Not shy, but embarrassed! Zhang Yuan asked calmly: "How much do you want to borrow?" Mrs. Chen: "Eighty, no, fifty taels is enough!" She lowered her head: "My husband is dead and I can't stay in Xishanji any longer. I plan to go to Xucheng to seek refuge with a sister." “But I can’t take advantage with my bare hands!” Zhang Yuan thought for a moment and said to Old Man Kou: "You go back first." The stunned old man Kou came to his senses and said hurriedly: "Okay!" The old guy left in a hurry with the rice bag. Zhang Yuan said to Mrs. Chen again: "Follow me." Mrs. Chen gritted her teeth and followed Zhang Yuan to the room. Entering the back room, there was a hint of sadness in her eyes, and then she raised her hand to untie her clothes. Zhang Yuan turned around and asked doubtfully: "What are you doing?" Madam Chen's movements suddenly froze, and her face seemed to be on fire. Zhang Yuan took the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and placed them on the table: "Write."
Mrs. Chen was confused: "What to write?" Zhang Yuan couldn't laugh or cry: "IOU!" "ah." Only then did Madam Chen react and hurriedly picked up the brush on the table. At this time, Zhang Yuan took out several banknotes from his arms, picked one and placed it in front of the other party. A banknote with a denomination of one hundred taels! "I will lend you this money without any interest." Zhang Yuan said calmly: "When you have money, just remember to return it to me in time." Although the looks are very different. But the lady Chen in front of him reminded him of Liu Qiniang. Hence a tinge of pity. Madam Chen looked at the banknotes on the table, her eyes changing with confusion, surprise, gratitude, joy... To name a few. "Thanks!" She whispered with a choked voice: "I will definitely return it to you!" Then the lady from the Chen family wrote an IOU to Zhang Yuan. Her handwriting is actually very good. Zhang Yuan sent Mrs. Chen out of the door. Also saved a trouble.
