"Do you know who I am?"
Old man Liu asked slowly, and at the same time pressed his hands on the table.
The table was made of bad wood, with knots from the trees and some scars from long-term use, as well as a layer of oil.
Peng Changsheng put his head on it and fell asleep, burping from time to time.
Old man Liu's hand was placed three inches away from Peng Changsheng's head, and as long as he moved slightly, Peng Changsheng's life would be lost.
Quan Moxian stabilized his mind, shook his head and said unhurriedly: "I only know that the old man is hot, and he needs help now." ” Old man Liu only glanced at Quan Moxian, and slowly pressed down with both hands.
Reasoning, no matter how unbearable the wood of the table is, it will not change in any way.
But with his movements, the wooden table sank silently like tofu under his palm.
This palm power is not as vigorous as the bare hands splitting bricks in a street show, but it shows more skill.
Without decades of immersion, it would never be possible.
He slowly raised his hands, and the palm prints on the wooden table were clearly visible, and they were more than half an inch dented.
Old man Liu looked at Quan Moxian and asked, "Do you still dare to take me in?"
” Quan Moxian smiled: "I won't look at the wrong person.
The old man is a chivalrous man who has been deceived by the traitor, and it is an honor to be able to help you. ” His vision is extremely poisonous, and he sees that the person in front of him is strong in martial arts, but he is by no means a careless person who cares about human life.
The first time he met at the Luoshui Poetry Conference, he pulled Peng Changsheng into the water when he was escaping, took the opportunity to get on the boat, and did not harm anyone's life.
This time he was seriously injured, with the kung fu of his hands, or coercion or kidnapping or blackmail, if there is no bottom line in his heart, how can he be so down?
If nothing else, he would rather be hungry than threaten the hunchbacked old man to cook him a bowl of ravioli.
After saying that he wanted to take him in to recuperate, he took the initiative to show his strength and let himself consider it carefully.
Otherwise, he could have responded in vain first, and then swept away his belongings after recovering from his injuries.
At that time, he was merciful if he didn't hurt people's lives, how could the whole family have the power to resist?
Such heroes may not have the law in their eyes, but they have justice in their hearts.
Compared with those people from the Quan family in Tangzhou, Old Man Liu's character is as noble as the moon in the sky.
Quan Moxian did not gamble on the safety of his family and friends, but saw him as a person, so he invited him.
"Chivalrous?"
Old man Liu didn't expect to hear the word chivalrous in his mouth.
His lips twitched slightly, and there were tears in his eyes.
For many years, for the word "chivalry" in his heart, he was ridiculed as stupid after being knifed.
Just like this time, the righteous brother he thought he could fully trust, but set up a series of poisonous schemes to kill him.
Unexpectedly, this chivalry, which is not recognized by the people of the rivers and lakes, is now coming out of the mouth of a scholar.
Old man Liu ignored the pain in his waist and slowly sat down.
The cold wind blew his gray hair flying, but on his thin cheeks, a solemn look was revealed, and he arched his hand and said in a deep voice: "Childe Gaoyi."
Since then, there has been a lack of iron palm Liu on the rivers and lakes. ” "Dare to ask your son's surname?"
"In front of the elderly, I don't dare to call you noble, and I have a small surname."
"Okay, since Gongzi Quan can afford Liu, I will live in the Quan family in the future and take care of the family for Gongzi!"
"How does this work?"
Quan Moxian arched his hand and said: "It's just to provide a place for the elderly to recuperate, and there is no intention of blackmailing Entu. ” Old man Liu laughed, this time his face was a little less desolate and more hopeful, and said: "It's not that the son wants Liu to repay, it's that I want to rely on the right family." ” He spread his hands and said, "If the son doesn't take me in, Liu has nowhere to go at his age, so he can only eat the food that comes to him, can you bear it?"
” An old man played a scoundrel, he was older than himself, and he couldn't beat him, so Quan Moxian had to touch his nose and admit it.
"It can't be a nursing home either."
Quan Moxian told him about the conditions and said, "Why don't you be my housekeeper?"
Otherwise, I wouldn't dare to accept your big Buddha. ” He didn't ask Old Man Liu about his experience, just looking at his kung fu and character, he must also be a hero in the rivers and lakes.
Such a person, if it weren't for a coincidence, wouldn't even be able to see how he could only be an ordinary nurse.
Old man Liu laughed and said, "Okay!
Since the son is simple, I am not hypocritical, and the housekeeper is the housekeeper. ” "However, in a few years, I will leave for half a year to understand a personal grudge."
Revenge takes time, but it never means that he has forgotten his enemies.
It is not too late for a gentleman to take revenge for three years.
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He wanted to see how the sworn brother would react when he, the dead man, reappeared and took back what was rightfully his.
"That's how it should be."
Quan Moxian said: "The old man is not a slave of my family, he comes and goes freely. ” "Still call me an old man?
It's time to call me Steward Liu.
He smiled and said, "Don't worry, Childe, I have completely lost my heart to the rivers and lakes."
After learning about the incident, I took my family back and stopped doing it. ” Quan Moxian smiled and said, "Steward Liu, the safety of the Quan family is entrusted to you!"
” With such a person with clear grievances as a housekeeper, Quan Moxian only felt that he had picked up a pie that fell from the sky. glanced at Peng Changsheng, who was asleep, and said in his heart: He is a lucky general, if it weren't for the strong tea for him to sober up, he wouldn't have this opportunity today.
The stove was faintly heated, and the hunchbacked old man leaned against the wall and fell asleep sleepily.
Life gave him ups and downs, so that on days like the Shangyuan Festival, he still came out alone in an inconspicuous place and set up a stall to barely make a living.
But such a person who can support himself is as respectable as Steward Liu, who is still unwilling to commit murder by force in a desperate situation.
Quan Moxian couldn't bear to wake him up, took out a piece of silver, and gently placed it in the arms of the hunchbacked old man.
There are too many people in distress in the world, and there are too many injustices!
He couldn't root the thorns, but he couldn't pretend to turn a blind eye and do his best.
Although the power of one person is small, he will definitely grasp more power and change the unjust fate of more people who have been inflicted on him!
He walked to the mouth of the alley, took a few large sums of money, and gave them to the roadside helpers, asking them to hire a carriage to come over.
Peng Changsheng was drunk, Steward Liu was seriously injured, and both of them lacked mobility.
Before leaving, he also carried the wooden table with Steward Liu's palm print into the carriage.
The man who drove the carriage gave him a strange look, he had seen a hired carriage to carry goods, but he had never seen such a tattered table.
Steward Liu leaned on the carriage and laughed heartily.
It seems that he has not followed the wrong master, and this right son will definitely have great achievements and achievements in the future!
Brave and resourceful, and meticulous.
That palm print, if seen by someone with a heart, will indeed make people doubt that they are still in the world.