This wooden house is divided into two rooms inside and outside, and lives in a family of four. The outside room is an old man with a girl of five or six years old peeling beans.

After entering the door, I could see everything at a glance, but a man was lying on the bed, biting a towel tightly, shouting in pain; Dr. Cen seemed to be tying his bones, and there was a woman with a nervous face standing next to him.

"Young Gang Master." When the old mother saw Ouyang Ye coming in, she hurriedly greeted the little girl and stood up.

This old mother was a little nervous. She probably knew that Ouyang Ye was no longer the dementia person she used to be, and she killed many people today.

The little girl stared at Ouyang Ye curiously. Seeing Ouyang Ye's eyes, she hurriedly hid behind the old mother in fear.

"Young Gang Master." The woman inside turned around and saw Ouyang Ye, and hurriedly greeted him nervously.

The man wanted to take off the towel from his mouth, but Dr. Cen stopped him.

Dr. Cen signaled the man not to move around, then turned around and bowed to Ouyang Ye, and then asked, "Why is the young leader here?"

"I'll take a look at the injured brother." The wooden house was very narrow, and there were two people standing in a little space. If Ouyang Ye stood in again, it would be very crowded. So he stood outside and asked, "Where is this brother injured?"

"Two ribs were broken by a punch," said Dr. Cen.

"Is it easy to cure?"

"Fortunately, the broken ribs did not hurt the internal organs. I had already collected bones for him, but it would take at least half a month to get out of bed and three months to recover."

Ouyang Ye didn't know what to say, but he saw the woman, the old man, and the child were always nervous, so he said directly: "Doctor Cen, please use the best medicine for the brothers in my helper this time. Be sure to do your best. My Shenmu Gang will thank you again afterwards."

Dr. Cen bowed his head again and said calmly: "Don't worry, young master, I will do my best."

Ouyang Ye nodded, said no more, and turned around and left.

Afterwards, Ouyang Ye did not go to visit other injured people or the families of the deceased, but went straight back to the gang leader's mansion.

Seeing Chen Lai guarding in the backyard, Ouyang Ye called him over and said, "You go to find Mr. Chen and say that you won't be held tonight. Let him take out the money for the dead brother's burning silver and the medicine for the seriously injured brothers, and the compensation for the disabled brothers first. You can send it to me according to the list and send it to you one by one. Do you understand?"

Chen Lai was very good at observing his expressions and seeing that Ouyang Ye was in a depressed mood and did not dare to be as careless as usual. He simply responded and quickly went to do his business.

Ouyang Ye returned to the front hall and sat down with his eyes closed, quietly waiting for Li Qin to come back.

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"Yang Erhu, how many times have I said, don't be so reckless when fighting, you have to take care of your life first, but you just don't listen. Now? After working in the gang for less than two years, you have lost one hand. How do you think our family will live in the future?"

In the dimly lit wooden house, the woman sobbed and complained to the man who had no right hand lying on the bed.

Yang Erhu is in his twenties and has a rough black face. His face looks ugly because of the pain of his wrist cut off. After hearing the woman's words, his face looks even more ugly.

He said in a low voice: "I told you before we worship that I ate the blood-licking food from the knife. Maybe I will die that day and make you a widow. You said you are not afraid, even if you become a widow, it will be your life."

"It's good now. I just lack a hand, so you can't accept it. If I really die, you won't regret jumping into the river? In my opinion, it's better for us to leave now. Find a good match and live your peaceful life!"

"Yang Erhu!" The woman stood up with a rubbing finger and stared at her tears and said, "Who do you think of me Gu Chunni?!"

Yang Erhu groaned: "Didn't you say that our family will not be able to live in the future? It's better to have a long time ago. Don't worry, I won't let you take away the few taels of broken silver from your family in the past two years. If I broke my hand, even if the gang wants to drive me away, I will give you a few taels of severance payment, and I will give you all the money at that time."

"But you have to promise me a condition. Even if you get married again, don't marry in Jitang Pass. Go to the mountains to find an honest farmer to marry. First, you won't meet someone like me again, and second, you won't let your acquaintances laugh at me Yang Erhu."

"Wuwuwuwu··" Gu Chunni could no longer hold back and knelt on the edge of the bed and started crying loudly. After crying for a while, she saw Yang Erhu's face facing the wall without saying a word, and she was not as gentle as she used to comfort her. Gu Chunni stood up with tears and sobbed, "Okay, Li, let's keep the little money you have given to you to recuperate. I took the few taels of silver at home, but it was not for me to remarry, but for you to raise your son!"

After saying that, Gu Chunni began to pack her clothes and prepare her luggage, as if she was about to leave overnight.

Yang Erhu was stunned when he heard Gu Chunni's words, then he suddenly sat up straight with his left hand and stared at Gu Chunni, his voice tremblingly: "Have a son for me? You...have you got it?"

Gu Chunni packed her clothes faster and ignored Yang Erhu at all.

Seeing this, Yang Erhu was anxious and hurriedly got out of bed and grabbed Gu Chunni's arm with his left hand, pulled it over, and asked nervously and anxiously: "What do you think? Do you have it?"

Gu Chunni turned her head and snorted, "You are going to divorce me, but your son is still in my stomach. What does it have to do with you? As for your taels of money, you will not be given in vain. When you die one day, I will let your child wear mourning for you."

Gu Chunni said this badly, but Yang Erhu didn't care at all, but smiled foolishly: "Haha, I have a son! I, Yang Erhu, have a descendant!"

When Gu Chunni heard Yang Erhu screaming so loudly, her face turned red. She reached out and pinched Yang Erhu's soft flesh on her waist, pretending to be angry and reminded: "You speak quietly, the neighbors will be able to joke."

"How could this be? This is a happy event. When they hear it, they will only congratulate me. How could they make a joke?" Yang Erhu said authentically, as if he had completely forgotten the pain at the broken wrist.

Gu Chunni's face turned redder and said, "You said you have a son before you even gave birth to a child. Why don't others laugh at me when they hear it?"

"Don't you say it's your son?" Yang Erhu stared in a daze.

Seeing this, Gu Chunni glared at her and said, "Why, if it weren't for her son, would you still divorce me, or would you just drive me away tonight?"

Yang Erhu thought about it and immediately said, "Chunni, you know, I don't mean that... Even if a girl is my daughter, I like it too. If I die in the future, my daughter can burn incense for me during the holidays."

"Bao, bah!" Gu Chunni covered Yang Erhu's best, and she spat three times in a row, staring at Yang Erhu's eyes and said, "Don't say death again!"

Yang Erhu thought to himself: We both said each of us several times just now, why didn’t we let us say it all at once?

Soon he came back to the point - his wife obviously couldn't bear to part with him and didn't want to divorce him.

very nice!

"I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore." Yang Erhu said vaguely, then hugged Gu Chunni tightly in her arms with her left arm.

Gu Chunni took away her palm, leaned against Yang Erhu's thick chest, and said softly: "Erhu, I know that if you lack a hand, you feel both sad and uncomfortable. I shouldn't complain to you at this time. However, when I think about the child going to live a hard life with us in the future, I feel so nervous, I..."

"Okay, stop talking!" Yang Erhu, who didn't cry when he broke his hand, had a little choked at this time. If Chunni continued to talk, he was afraid that he would cry.

He didn't want his wife to see her crying.

He gently stroked Gu Chunni's back with his left hand, and Yang Erhu said in a low and serious voice: "Don't worry, even if you don't have one hand, I won't let you two suffer."

"I have already thought about it. Even if I was driven out by the gang, we can open a noodle shop in the town. I will teach you how to make the oil-splashed noodles from my hometown, the noodles and numb food. You are so smart and skillful, you will definitely be able to make delicious food. I will let the brothers in the gang take care of it, and our business will definitely be good."

Gu Chunni was not relieved after hearing this, but said worriedly: "There are not many good people in the gang. If you are really driven out of the Shenmu Gang, you will no longer be their brothers. It would be great if they don't bully you, this is a broken hand. Will you help you?"

Yang Erhu felt uncomfortable when he heard this, and his tone was unnatural: "Brothers are all very loyal and will not be like you said."

"That's not necessarily. Just the day before yesterday, Li Datou almost started fighting with you in order to use the stove. How could a person like him be loyal to you?"

"Li Datou and I have never been against each other. Don't choose someone to talk about it?"

"Okay, it depends on how you usually deal with Zhao Qian? But yesterday I heard him discussing with people behind his back, saying that you are a fool."

"How is it possible? Brother Zhao will never do such a thing!"

Listening to the couple who had been reconciling for a while, Chen Lai, who had been eavesdropping for a long time, immediately coughed and knocked on the door and asked, "Brother Erhu, aren't you asleep yet?"

【First update.】
Chapter completed!