A Fictional Republic of China (4)

After looking at the mental states of the pheasants and rabbits one by one, Ji Changze finally picked out a pheasant with a wounded wing: "It looks too weak, don't keep it, it will probably get thinner and thinner. I will kill it and eat its meat after I come back today."

Ji Changze's subordinates are very serious about their work. The two young subordinates have developed feelings for this pheasant. Tears flowed from their mouths because they were reluctant to let it go. They suggested reluctantly: "Boss, let's make chicken soup."

"Good idea."

"The mushrooms we picked are just ready to dry. Let's stew the chicken with mushrooms. We carefully selected those mushrooms for our own consumption. I guarantee they will taste good."

Ji Changze nodded in understanding, knowing that they must want this pheasant to have a more luxurious life in its last days. Look, didn't you see that the mushrooms have been prepared long ago?

There is no way, his subordinates are just like him, loyal.

"Okay, then I'll leave this chicken to you. Use that big pot to cook it. When it's cooked, you can share it."

Not every subordinate is treated like a treasure at home like Ji Changze. Some are not favored, and some have poor family conditions. Every time the meat is shared, Ji Changze can find that some subordinates will keep their own chicken soup and take it home to their families.

He didn't say it, but just saved the team fund. When it was almost saved, he bought a big pot.

Although they only eat a little meat each time, the pot is big, there is a lot of water, and if you put more other things, such as mushrooms and fungus, everyone will get more.

You can eat it yourself and bring it back to your family.

Most of the parents of these children knew that these little brats would "occasionally" get lucky and catch some small prey, and then divide it up and take it home, but because this situation is rare (most of the prey is sold for money), and the prey is so small, and if it is divided, each person will only have a little bit in his hand. Even if they take it home carefully, the parents will not covet the children's meat.

When they were children, didn't they still catch those small fish that were only the length of a finger, put them on a big rock to dry for an afternoon before eating?

At that time, they were reluctant to add salt, and these children didn't know where they got the ability to get salt.

Although their village was poor, it was also peaceful. The parents didn't want to take the children's food, so they didn't care how these children made trouble.

Ji Changze also knew that the adults in the village didn't take their so-called team seriously. This couldn't be blamed on the adults. After all, they were just a group of seven or eight-year-old brats. Who could believe that they could really do anything big?

He didn't care much about what the adults thought, but other children cared about it.

The two subordinates in charge of breeding were sharpening their knives to kill chickens while complaining to Ji Changze: "Last time when we ate rabbit meat, I finally saved a piece of meat to bring back for my mother. She laughed at me and asked me to eat it myself. Isn't that because she is greedy for meat? I dreamed of eating meat, but when I really brought meat back, she acted as if she thought I didn't bring enough meat."

"My father is the same. He never eats the meat I bring back. They only drink it when I bring soup back."

Ji Changze understood: "They don't think it's too little, they think you don't eat enough. Every time you bring a small pot of soup back, they will definitely be willing to drink it."

"Just wait, sooner or later I will let you bring a pot of meat back to make them look at me with new eyes."

The two little subordinates were happy when they heard about a pot of meat, but they were confused when they heard the rest: "What do you mean by looking at me with new eyes?"

"Are you going to shave your eyes off? It sounds painful."

Ji Changze: "..."

He began to mutter.

The subordinates were even more curious: "Boss, what do you mean by shrimp soldiers and crab generals?"

"You are shrimp soldiers and crab generals, forget it, we grew up together, I can't despise you, wait, even if you are small shrimps, I will train you into big loaches."

Ji Changze returned with a tragic mood of "Hey, I'm so busy if none of my subordinates are capable." After coming out of the cabin, he looked back at this very conspicuous cabin and felt that it was still not okay.

The country is not peaceful yet, who knows when there will be another war, what if there is a war before his forces are cultivated?

No, a cunning rabbit has three burrows, he has to buy some more shovels and dig a few more strongholds.

Of course, Ji Changze didn't do it on a whim. When he asked people to dig the secret passage, he measured the soil here first and made sure it was suitable for digging the secret passage before giving the order.

That is, the children, half-grown children, barely have enough strength, most of them don't need to work in the fields, as long as they finish the things arranged by the family every day, they will have plenty of time. With so many children together, even if they are not as good as adults, they can quickly dig out the secret passage that Ji Changze wants.

The road to the city is still far away, Ji Changze simply walked while thinking about what kind of basement to dig this time.

The basement, of course, the more secret the better.

The area of ​​scorpion grass is good, the villagers don't like scorpion grass, they must pull out the scorpion grass on the road they often walk, but no one cares about the road they don't often walk, and then some scorpion grass grows into a piece, and gradually, the villagers don't like to walk there.

Dig there to ensure secrecy.

Also, it should be big, the bigger the better, so that more things can be stored.

What else?

You need to get some wood to support it in the middle. You can only support a few in the secret passage, but not in the basement. If nothing unexpected happens, that will be the place where they will spend a lot of time in the future, so you need to ensure safety.

Fortunately, he has read all Xue Wuye's books on architecture, so he should be fine by then.

Breathability and sound insulation must also be improved, and vents must be provided. Otherwise, if you only burn wood for heating without ventilation in winter, you will not be killed by smoke.

Ji Changze thought as he walked, adding various colors to the basement model in his mind little by little. He didn't find it so hard, and even enjoyed it a little bit.

I have to say, although I always feel that I have so many subordinates but I still need him to personally give orders for many things, but it feels so good to only use my brain to tell others to do things.

He just walked towards the city thinking about things. The grass and trees here were very tall. Even if the weather was cold now, it would still be enough to drown a child in it. He was not afraid of snakes in such a cold day. Ji Changze was so carefree. Go forward.

As he was walking, he suddenly heard a "bang"! .

In just one second, Ji Changze thought a lot.

No one will set off fireworks if it is not the right time, not to mention the fireworks factory in the city seemed to have exploded some time ago. In this case, the possibility of someone buying fireworks and setting them off in the grass is very low.

So is this sound the legendary sound of Mucang?

Ji Changze quickly lay down on the ground and listened quietly.

There were several more gunshots and the sound of voices.

"Don't run!"

"It's useless for you to run. You're already injured. Where can you go if you keep running!"

--boom!

Then, there was a scream.

Ji Changze sniffed.

His nose has always been very good, and he could smell the smell of blood at this moment.

He lay on the ground, quickly took out a large square scarf from the pocket he was carrying, tied it behind his head to cover his face, and then turned sideways to look at several pairs of shoes running past in the grass in the distance. One of them was lying on the ground. Yes, there was a wooden warehouse nearby. It looked like the wooden warehouse should have fallen to the ground when he was injured and fell to the ground.

The man didn't notice that his wooden warehouse had fallen. He struggled to get up and continued running in the direction of Ji Changze.

Ji Changze relied on his familiarity with the terrain and quickly turned in a direction. As a result, the other party seemed to think so too, and the two happened to meet.

An acquaintance.

Ji Changze recognized this man the first time he saw him. Isn't this the son-in-law of the family that sells pork in the city? I used to help at the pork shop.

He doesn't like this person very much, because every time the other party sells meat, his attitude towards the meat buyers is not very good. The nose is not the nose, the eyes are not the eyes. Ji Changze always feels that he looks down on them.

This man gave him the same feeling as his most hated second brother.

The man didn't know whether he recognized Ji Changze or not, but his eyes suddenly lit up when he saw that such a remote place could allow him to bump into a child when he was being chased.

Ji Changze noticed the look of ecstasy in his eyes, and when he started to pull out a butcher knife from the knife belt hanging on his waist, he guessed what this guy wanted to do.

Take him as a hostage?

Ji Changze seemed to be stunned, lying on the spot blankly, watching the other person showing the excitement of catching prey and slowly approaching him.

Because he had an injury on his leg and had to avoid people, he came here lying down like Ji Changze.

Seeing the child opposite him staring blankly at him, the predator showed a ferocious smile. The next moment, his smile froze.

After a few minutes, after confirming that the man had fainted, Ji Changze released the hand that was pressing his acupuncture points and quickly searched the other person's body.

After a while, the guards who were chasing this man came over.

"Boss, I found it."

"The person has fainted."

Ji Changze hid in the distance, watching the guards roughly lift the people up and carry them away.

He looked down at his outfit.

He was dressed quite normally, as most children in the village wore. He had just covered himself with a scarf, and with only one eye exposed, the person probably didn't recognize him.

The child lay motionless on the ground for more than half an hour. After confirming that no one was here, he crawled towards the direction in his memory and picked up the wooden barn that he had been eyeing since it fell on the ground.

This is Mucang.

Ji Changze held it excitedly and looked up and down. After thinking about it, he took out the things he just found on the man from his big backpack.

A sharp butcher knife, this can be used to kill the prey they caught. The knife they bought before was cheap, but it was too small.

Ji Changze counted a handful of silver coins, and there were eleven. I heard from Mr. Xue Wu that one silver dollar can now pay back a thousand copper coins. These eleven silver coins are probably more than their entire family's belongings.

He was very steady and carefully put the silver dollar back into his pocket and continued to look at the rest.

A lighter looked ordinary on the outside, but when Ji Changze was searching it, he found it in the middle of the other party's clothes. If it wasn't a precious thing, why was he hiding it so tightly?

And he didn't find any cigarettes.

Ji Changze fumbled around for several times but couldn't find anything wrong. He even suspected that he was overthinking, but he recalled it carefully.

That's right, when he went to buy pork with his grandma last time, he clearly saw matches on the table next to the stove. Lighters are usually used by wealthy people. This guy is the son-in-law of a pork shop, so he has no shortage of meat. Eat, but definitely not that rich, and I don’t smoke...

There is definitely something fishy.

He tried to light the fire, but it didn't work. Ji Changze was sure that there must be something hidden in it, so he just threw it at a stone.

After breaking it open, a piece of paper appeared inside.

What is that?

Ji Changze opened the paper, and he couldn't help but open his eyes wide in surprise.

This is actually a weapon installation diagram.

How lucky is he?

Just when he was thinking about learning to make weapons, such a thing came to him.

Ji Changze could vaguely see that the weapon seemed to be a wooden cannon, long and bulky, but since it was hidden so carefully by that guy, it must be a good thing.

He quickly put it into his big pocket with care.

There was nothing else good, a watch, a few letters, Ji Changze opened them and read them, and found that the words on them were very obscure.

It looked like an ordinary family letter, telling him that his mother was sick and he should go home soon.

But this guy could carry weapon drawings with him, so Ji Changze didn't believe that there was nothing fishy about these letters.

It was probably a secret code or something like that.

These things were not like silver dollars. Silver dollars all looked the same and could be spent anywhere. But watches were not like that. They were very valuable. As soon as he went to the pawnshop to pawn them, anyone who wanted to find the watch could find him by following his footprints.

Ji Changze thought about it and threw the watch on the ground casually according to the route the man had just run.

The envelope was buried in a hole dug in the ground. Although it was buried tightly, he deliberately did not make grass on that piece of soil. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that it had just been dug.

Done!

Ji Changze clapped his hands, packed up his things, and continued to head towards the city.

He had not entered the city yet, but his purpose of going to the city had been achieved. He was going to go home, but since he had promised to bring a message to his subordinates, he still had to go.

When he arrived in the city, he found the people he was going to bring the message to and told them what he wanted to say. Ji Changze weighed his bag.

Now it is not an ordinary bag, it is a bag with eleven silver dollars.

Let alone this child, even if it is placed in front of Old Lady Wang, it is enough to make her lose her composure.

Farmers often do not have a silver dollar in their lifetime.

It is not that they cannot earn so much, but they have to spend it after earning it, especially for families with many children, who have to give birth to children with nothing and raise them with nothing.

It is useless to change money into silver dollars, because it will be spent sooner or later anyway.

The Ji family is also like this. Although the family raises chickens and ducks, and some years they also raise pigs, the meat cannot be eaten by the family members, but must be sold for money.

His family's economic situation should be about two thousand copper coins.

Feeling the weight of the silver dollar, Ji Changze was calculating how to use the money.

When he was walking around and looking at the abacus, he suddenly saw a familiar figure in front of him.

Second brother?

Isn't he here to buy things? What is he doing at the entrance of the alley?

Ji Changze narrowed his eyes, and felt that something was wrong. He thought about it, looked at the nearby terrain, and walked along another road.

Five minutes later, Ji Changze was at the other end, peeking at what Ji Zhuzi was doing through the hole in the wall.

Ji Zhuzi was searching in the alley, carefully, not leaving out any corner. Seeing this, Ji Changze sighed that it would be great if he could do the same when he was working.

Ji Zhuzi was still searching without knowing that his behavior had been discovered.

He clearly remembered that on this day in his previous life, a man selling steamed buns stopped here and found a bag of money, which was full of three hundred copper coins.

That was three hundred copper coins. Even if Ji Zhuzi became a servant of a rich family in his previous life, he only made two hundred copper coins a month.

The man selling steamed buns was happy for several days after picking up the money, and told the neighbors about it as an example of his good luck.

Later, it was heard that the money was dropped by an officer of a certain country.

Although it is said that a certain country was the main force in the fight against China, this country is different from other countries. Other countries fight to grab a piece of land, but a certain country is eyeing China's vast land and rich resources.

They use all kinds of means to deal with the upper class, but they are very gentle to the people below. Not only are they polite, but they are also very easy to talk to.

Some people who don't know the truth are used to seeing robbers who burn, kill and rob. Suddenly, they meet a robber who speaks politely and seems to respect them. They immediately think that the other party is good.

The man selling steamed buns disappeared. Everyone said that he made a fortune. It seems that he returned the money to the officer, and the officer helped him and said that he found a good job for him.

He made money, and his wife and children didn't want him. He was happy and never came back.

His wife and children were in tears all day long. They scolded her husband countless times in the street for being unscrupulous! Jealous. Flowing. Children. Literature. First.---hearted, leaving her and the children alone to live happily, scolding and crying.

Therefore, Jizhuzi always remembers this date very clearly.

Countless times when he was drunk, he thought about how good it would be if he was the one who found the money and returned it to the officer of a certain country.

If that was the case, he could have gotten rid of this poor life long ago.

And when the country was bombed, he would be safe by the side of the officer. Although it was a certain country that bombed their country, what did it matter? It was enough for him to save his life.

Ji Zhuzi searched and searched.

Finally, he found the bag of money under a wooden board.

He held the bag of money, as if holding his future destiny, and his face showed an ambitious smile.

Ji Zhuzi took the money out, and the sound was so loud that Ji Changze on the other side of the wall could hear it.

"I picked up a bag of money!! This luck is too good!"

Ji Changze: "???"

He was full of question marks.

First of all, let's not talk about why Ji Zhuzi knew there would be a bag of money here, just say that he picked up the money and announced it so loudly.

He was only a teenager, and he came to the city alone. Wasn't he afraid that people would see him as a half-grown young man and rob him after picking up money?

Moreover, he could see from the gap that there had been a fight in this alley, and the ground was in a mess, with broken wine bottle fragments all over the ground, and blood on the wall.

The mess on the ground was obviously to cover up the blood.

Moreover, who threw a bag of money under the wooden board and pressed it so hard? ?

It is obvious that he hid it because he didn't want to be discovered.

There must be no blood on the purse, otherwise Ji Zhuzi wouldn't hold it in his hand without any care.

Since there is no blood, why hide it?

It must not be the person who hid it, otherwise why would he hide his own purse.

Then the owner of the bloodstain?

Just now, Ji Changze looked over and saw that the purse was embroidered.

Although the embroidery shop also sells embroidered purses, if it was everywhere on the street, that person would not hide it.

So, this purse must be very special.

Not only did he hide the purse, but he also left the money. First, it shows that he is not short of money, and second, it shows that he knows the owner of the purse and knows that only the other party has this purse.

And Ji Changze guessed that this person hid it under the board in a panic. Otherwise, if he had a clear mind, wouldn't he just burn it with fire?

Why would a person who is not short of money be panicked in an alley with bloodstains and traces of fighting?

The child quickly simulated it.

That person killed someone, and the deceased was someone he knew. He killed the person accidentally, and took the body away in a panic. He left the purse here to make the person who found the body think that the person was robbed and died.

He didn't take the purse with him, firstly because he was too panicked to think of a good way to deal with it, and secondly because it was easy to attract attention with so much money. He might not have his own purse, but using the other person's would be a blatant self-explosion.

So, he chose to hide the purse here.

This is not someone who lost a purse, it is clearly a scene where a sha're:n hid evidence.

The murderer is not short of money, he may be well dressed (otherwise he would not be without a purse), can drink, and can appear on the street at night (there are still many people here during the day, even if there is no one in the alley, there are people doing business sitting outside, and the situation can be seen at a glance).

He knows the deceased, and he is not so smart when he is anxious.

There is a curfew here at night. Ordinary people are not allowed to wander around the city at night. The other party must have drunk alcohol at the time. If he could run out at night, he must be a soldier or a government official. Since he could run out and drink alcohol, his status should not be low. He must be a junior officer.

My grandmother seemed to have said that there was a military camp of a certain country stationed here. Some soldiers in it were usually locked up in the barracks. Those who occasionally came out were officers. Those officers would go to dances and the like. They were very kind and polite to people.

After she finished speaking, she added, "It's useless to be polite. You bombed the capital before and killed so many of us. Now you want to pretend to be a good person? Ugh! What politeness do they talk about? What about being especially good to the people? I don't believe a word of it."

So, the person who hid the money bag was an officer of a certain country?

Then the person he killed should also be a person of a certain country. Although the people of this country look kind, Xue Wuye told Ji Changze about the incident in which a certain person killed tens of thousands of ordinary people. He has always been very wary of this country.

If this person killed a Chinese, he wouldn't have to hide like this. Although it's a bit heartbreaking to say this, it's true. Chinese people have a low status. For these foreigners, killing is killing, there's nothing to cover up, and they can get away with it by finding an excuse.

Only people with similar status to them will receive such a solemn sha're:n treatment of disposing the body to cover up the evidence.

Ji Changze went through it again, and after making sure that the logic was smooth, he sighed deeply.

So, Ji Zhuzi offended an officer of a certain country.

He loudly announced that he had picked up a money bag in this alley, was he afraid that the person who hid the money bag would not target him?

But people were already shouting outside. If he went to stop it now, it would not only be counterproductive, but Ji Zhuzi might not listen.

That guy is not only stupid, but he always thinks he is very smart, and he will definitely not listen to him.

What went wrong with the second uncle and the second aunt in the first place, how could they give birth to someone like Ji Zhuzi to be his cousin.

Ji Changze was very worried.

It's not that I'm worried about whether Ji Zhuzi will die, but I'm worried about whether this incident will affect my family.

However, although Ji Zhuzi was stupid enough to expose the incident himself, it can be regarded as a blessing in disguise. Even if that person wanted to kill Ji Zhuzi, he would not use a simple and crude method.

Ji Zhuzi will not be killed directly.

He should be killed in a roundabout way.

At least he will die in a way that no one else will think he was killed.

Now that the money bag was picked up by Ji Zhuzi, it was spread everywhere. If the Ji family suddenly got into trouble, the common people were not stupid and would definitely find out.

Ji Changze was relieved after confirming that his family would not be implicated.

No.

He had to research weapons quickly and train his team as soon as possible.

He didn't want to see this situation again where any small shrimp could kill them.

Ji Changze glared at Ji Zhuzi, who was the number one troublemaker and hindrance in everything he did, and turned away angrily.

What bad luck.

How could he have such a cousin.

Also, he had just gone through all the logic and every point matched, but Ji Changze couldn't figure out why Ji Zhuzi knew there was money in the alley.

If he saw the murderer hiding the money, he shouldn't have been so swaggering out.

If he didn't see it, but Ji Changze saw it just now, Ji Zhuzi clearly knew that there was money inside and was looking for it.

No matter which situation or which logic, Ji Changze couldn't figure it out.

If he killed someone, that was unlikely.

If Ji Zhuzi killed someone, he would either have the confidence to show off his power, or he would be afraid of being discovered and hide far away. It is absolutely impossible for him to come back so openly.

Ji Changze had a hunch that something was wrong with Ji Zhuzi.

He kept a bottom line in his heart, and he could still hear Ji Zhuzi's voice that wanted to announce it to the world. When he thought about this guy te:'mu:'d-i relying on his IQ to attract the attention of an officer...

No, the more he thought about it, the angrier he got. If he didn't trick Ji Zhuzi, he couldn't swallow this breath.

When Ji Changze returned home, he happened to see Old Lady Wang burning a fire in the kitchen, and it seemed that she was going to cook dinner.

He stopped, quickly adjusted the expression on his face, and ran towards the kitchen with excitement.

"Grandma, grandma!!!"

"Oh, you're back from the city? You had so much fun in the city? Then I'll take you there next time."

Grandma Wang caught her little grandson who jumped into her arms, and spoke to him tenderly with a loving face.

"Grandma! Here you go!"

Ji Changze handed three silver dollars to Grandma Wang like offering treasures.

Grandma Wang didn't see clearly what it was at first, but when she saw that it was a silver dollar, she was shocked and took it over to look at it carefully.

It was indeed a silver dollar.

How could Changze have such a valuable dollar?

"Where did you get it from?!"

"I picked it up."

Ji Changze said what he had prepared long ago: "Isn't there a river by the city? I wanted to go there to wash my hands, and I found this in the mud. I dug for a long time and dug out three. Grandma, this is a dollar, right? Give them all to grandma."

"Oh, oh, oh, my goodness."

Old lady Wang was so excited that she couldn't speak clearly. She held the three silver dollars carefully, and her hands were shaking.

These three silver dollars may be only one month's salary or two months' salary for city people, but for farmers like them who work hard, if they use them sparingly, they are enough for a family's expenses for a year.

Old lady Wang was worried that the grain situation in the field was not good these days, and the family would be hungry and full in the future. Now there are three more silver dollars, which can be regarded as life-saving money.

Moreover, what made her most gratified was that Changze knew that it was a dollar, money, but he still handed the silver dollars to her without hesitation.

You know, children are not greedy for money, just like Ji Zhuzi, a teenager, who stole his mother's money. His mother happened to find out today, and now she is planning to beat him up when he comes back.

Look at Changze again, this is a lot of silver, three pieces, and he actually gave it to her.

Ji Changze was still trying to take credit: "Grandma, I see you always sighing these days, and saying that there is not enough food. Don't be unhappy, silver is valuable, you can use it to buy food, Changze wants grandma to eat well every day and be happy."

After hearing this, the elderly Wang, who was already very pleased, almost softened her heart.

"Grandma Changze, you are so good. Grandma knows you are sensible."

Holding her grandson and yelling for a long time, she treasured the three silver coins and said to Ji Changze: "Today, our Changze has made meritorious deeds. What do you want to eat? Grandma will make it for you."

"Can eggs be?"

"Yes, of course, we don't cook them. Grandma will add more oil and make you scrambled eggs."

The child who looks like a boy beside the Bodhisattva shook his head.

"I don't want to eat it. I want to give it to grandma. Grandma, you have eaten very little these days. Changze knows that you want to save food. Grandma is the hardest. This egg should be given to grandma."

Oh.

How can this child be so good.

Grandma Wang's eyes were red with emotion, and she held her little grandson tightly.

Ji Zhuzi always said that she was partial to Changze. This stinky boy didn't see that he only knew how to ask for this and that from her all day long, and never felt sorry for her at all.

As for Changze, he has been helping her since he was a child. Whenever she had a backache, he would use his little fists to massage her back and shoulders. If she ate less to save food, Changze would always find out and find ways to collect herbs and catch prey from the mountains to supplement the family income.

What about Ji Zhuzi?

He was lazy, stole money, had a bad temper, and always looked like the whole family owed him something.

If she didn't love Changze, who would she love?

"My dear, grandma won't eat them. Eggs are good. If you eat them, you will grow taller. Grandma is so big, and she won't grow taller if she eats them."

"No, I want grandma to eat them."

Ji Changze pointed to the place where Grandma Wang put the silver dollars: "Isn't this dollar worth a lot of money? There is so much money. Let's lay two eggs, one for me and one for grandma. Eggs are delicious. Changze wants grandma to eat them."

"Okay, one for you and one for me. Grandma's good grandson. Grandma loves you the most."

"Changze also likes grandma the most. When I grow up, I want to make our country strong, make our China strong, and become a general. Grandma, you will be the general's grandmother, and you will sit and enjoy the good life every day."

"Oh, our Changze knows how to make our country strong. What a good child."

The grandparents and grandchildren were being intimate, and Ji Zhuzi came back.

He happened to hear this conversation and sneered disdainfully.

Still making our country strong.

In the past few years, it would be bombed by bombers. What kind of country is strong?

Ji Changze usually looks smart, but now he seems so-so, and can't see the situation clearly.

He has thought it through. When he gets close to that officer, he will work for a certain country, make a lot of money, play with beautiful women, and strive for a higher status. By then, it will be much better than being a servant of a rich family.

Feeling someone looking at him with a cold gaze, Ji Changze knew it was Ji Zhuzi without looking up.

He was too lazy to pay attention to the other party, and stood up and said, "Then grandma, I'm going to play."

Old lady Wang smiled very kindly: "Go, go, good boy."

Ji Changze ran past Ji Zhuzi, and his eyes circled around the money bag he was carrying.

Tsk.

If there was a way to make Ji Zhuzi take the initiative to break off his relationship with the Ji family.

But this is too difficult. Normal people will not break off. A teenager eats a lot, sleeps a lot, and is not good at work. Who is willing to support him except his own family?

Besides, it was a mess everywhere. If he left the Ji family, he might be robbed as soon as he went out. Although Ji Zhuzi was stupid, Ji Changze didn't think he was that stupid.

As a result, when he went out to assign tasks to his subordinates and came back, he saw that the family was in chaos.

Ji Zhuzi stood in the middle of the yard with a red face and thick neck, looking like he wanted to raise his nose to the sky: "Separate the family! Grandpa and grandma, if you want to separate our family, we don't want much. One thousand copper coins, give us one thousand and we will separate the family and live on our own. We don't want a penny from you in the future!"

Ji Er and his wife were both confused. They wanted to persuade him but were pushed back by Ji Zhuzi: "I am the eldest son, I am the master of the family! Why should I hand over the money I found? This family must be divided! If you don't want it, I will divide it myself! I will live on my own!"

He knew how much money the family had. One thousand copper coins was considered to be a large part of the family property. Of course, chickens and ducks were not taken.

But Ji Zhuzi didn't care about these.

He picked up the officer's money, and he would have a bright future instead of the steamed bun seller.

In this case, it doesn't matter if he doesn't want these chickens and ducks. The key is to leave this family as soon as possible. He doesn't want to share his wealth with this group of poor people.

Old lady Wang's face was livid.

"Okay, divide it, second brother, you say, you and your son should stay at home."

Ji Er looked around: "I, I'll stay at home."

Ji Zhuzi sneered: "Okay, Dad, this is what you said, then I will be rich in the future, but I will not be filial to you."

The family was still divided.

After signing, Old Lady Wang took out three silver dollars and put them on the table: "Didn't you ask why you have to hand it in? Because Changze also picked up money today, he picked up three dollars and gave them all to me. Now you understand, get out!"

Ji Zhuzi: "..."

Three dollars? ? ?

If he had known earlier, he would have asked for dollars, not copper coins.

But now that the signature has been signed, thinking about his bright future, he still tried to hold back the spitting of blood and sneered: "You will all regret it!"

Ji Changze, who witnessed this scene, was simply stunned.

He took back his previous words.

Ji Zhuzi, he is really that stupid.