In the early years, it was a clan brother of Wei Zheng's.
Because of the war, his legs were crippled.
Until now, he had been bedridden. He had thought of many ways, and even invited a miracle doctor to take a look. But all he could do was forcefully stuff the exposed bone fractures back into his body.
But even so, he still felt unbearable pain all over his body when he moved. He used to be a man like an iron tower, but after a few years of suffering, he was as thin as a stick of firewood.
Today, when he heard about this, Wei Zheng could not help but come forward to ask. When Zhang Feng saw this, although he was a little impatient, he still nodded and said sympathetically, "As long as the bones are not broken, it should be fine. The day after tomorrow, I will prepare to set Xiaohu's bones. If you are interested, do you want to go up and take a look?"
Of course, he had to go and take a look. The two of them decided that three days later, they would witness Niu Xiaohu's miracle on the mountain. Then, Wei Zheng left in a hurry, ready to pass this good news back home and let his family be happy.
After Wei Zheng and Fang Xuanling left, there was nothing else to do. They simply chatted about the recent gossip and interesting things. The servants in the house had just brought the dishes to the table.
In the courtyard, a servant rushed in.
Zhang Shan was a little unhappy. He frowned slightly and said, "Why are you panicking?"
The servant said in a panic, "Old Master Zhang, it's not good."
When Zhang Feng heard this, he could not help but frown. Before he could say anything, Zhang Shan's face darkened, "Bastard, tell me, what's not good?"
The servant looked at Zhang Feng and then looked at Zhang Shan. Then, he said, "There … there's an employer who wants to escape."
When Zhang Shan heard this, his face turned cold, "Bastard, I'm being kind to them. I've served them good food and drinks for so long, and they want to run away. Do they think this is a charity hall? Chase after him! I want to ask him what he's trying to do! "
The meal could no longer be eaten. The mansion was in a state of chaos, and some people even brought their dogs. Zhang Feng was looking forward to the two girls following Zhang Shan out of the living room. From afar, he could hear a burst of angry cursing coming from the back pavilion or the east hall. He went forward to take a look and saw a thin and weak body under a wintersweet tree in the east pavilion. He was being chased by people. Everyone picked up their weapons and pressed the person on the ground to beat him. The person was beaten until he screamed in pain and wailed loudly.
Seeing this, Zhang Feng hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade them. Only then did they stop. Zhang Feng took a closer look. Although this person was covered in dirt and had unkempt hair and a dirty face, he looked to be about fourteen or fifteen years old, similar to the dog's age. He asked, "Yuyao, what's going on?"
Zhang Yuyao briefly told Zhang Feng what had happened.
After Zhang Feng moved into the villa more than ten days ago, there seemed to be a lot of food left. Therefore, Zhang Shan decided to give the money to the refugees in Chang 'an. However, in this way, the refugees were bound to stay at the gate of Zhang Mansion every day. Zhang Shan was quite helpless, but there were more and more refugees.
Seeing that there would be more and more problems if this went on, Zhang Shan picked out some people he was quite satisfied with among these people and handed them to the steward of Zhang Feng's villa. It was a job for them so that they would not be freeloaders. However, after this matter was settled today, these people actually wanted to run away after lunch. How could Zhang Shan not be angry?
Zhang Feng also had a rough idea of what he meant.
He was also a little angry.
"This bastard, not only is he addicted to freeloading, but he has also become a dog skin plaster. Not only is he an idiot, he even steals the food of my Zhang family for half a month. If this spreads out, my reputation will be ruined."
Zhang Feng patiently followed in front of that person and asked, "Why are you running away?"
"I, I, I want to go home."
That person cried as he rubbed his swollen eyes with heart-rending pain.
Zhang Feng asked again, "Why do you want to go home? You are here to work. You have to know where your duty lies. "
Hearing this, the young man immediately wailed and said, "My father wants to work in the field."
Zhang Feng was speechless.
Seeing that Zhang Feng did not speak, the young man wailed again. "My father wants to work in the field. If he doesn't work, he will starve to death. He won't be able to spend the New Year this year."
At this time, with the young man's crying and wailing, more and more people gathered. Even the servants in the house frequently looked at him. At this time, Zhang Feng was also close to this young man, and the sympathy in his heart gradually disappeared. If he appeared too weak, there was no way to deter these people.
After all, this was a family, and at this time, only Zhang Yuyao and the technical department were in the house. He was often not around. If these people thought that he was easy to talk to, wouldn't the price be chaotic in the future?
Who could suppress them? Zhang Feng's face turned cold. He asked someone to bring a chair over and sat in front of the young man. He asked, "What does this have to do with your father?"
"My father wants to wait for my clothes. He wants to work in the field."
Zhang Feng was stunned when he heard this.
The young man continued to cry and said, "If I don't go back, he won't have clothes to wear. If he can't work in the field, I will starve. When the sun is dry, I have to go back. Otherwise, he will whip me. Everyone in the family will starve. My brothers and sisters may not survive this year."
Zhang Feng couldn't help but be moved when he heard this. He asked, "You and your father wear the same pants?"
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