Spring scenery in the fields

Chapter 121 Shen Hubiao Sells Contraband Salt

Shen Rongshan asked worriedly: "You saw him today. Did he embarrass you?"

"No, I saw him from a distance. He was avoiding me."

"That's good. Don't go out alone. Ask Aunt Lan to come with you."

He was worried and planned to go and ask around after dinner.

After dinner, Shen Rongshan went to Shen Dadong's house under the pretext of checking out the trap.

The room was quiet, with an oil lamp on.

"Uncle Dong, it's me, Rongshan, are you home?"

After a long while, a voice came from inside: "Yes, I am."

When Shen Dadong saw him, a trace of panic flashed across his face: "Rongshan, why are you coming to my house so late? Is there something wrong?"

"Nothing, I just came down from the mountain and saw the oil lamps on in your house. I thought you had your old illness and came to check it out."

"It's okay, I'm much better now. You're so thoughtful, come back."

"I'm glad you're okay. I'm going home, Uncle Dong."

Shen Rongshan deliberately let Shen Hubiao know that he knew he was back and told him not to target his family.

After the others had gone far away, Shen Dadong turned and went into the house. As soon as he entered, he heard what Shen Hubiao said.

"Dad, he knew I was back and came to you on purpose. He actually wanted to threaten me."

"Just keep in mind what's going on. If you hadn't done those bad things, would they come to threaten you? Do you still want to cause trouble for their family?"

Looking at his father's cold face, he immediately shook his head: "I can't beat him. Now I have made money and I am a rich man."

Being rich makes one superior to others, so he would not argue with the peasants.

Shen Hubiao stepped forward to support him, then slowly walked to the bedside and sat down: "Dad, your son has made money. You don't have to work hard on the farm in the future. Just wait and enjoy your life."

After saying that, he hummed a little tune and happily went back to his room, leaving Shen Dadong alone sighing with a look of worry and fear on his face.

Ji Wenhe heard the door open and quickly sat up: "Brother Shen?"

"It's me." Shen Rongshan closed the door, "Why aren't you asleep yet?"

"I'm waiting for you. Why don't you go to see it so late at night? Why don't you go tomorrow?"

"It's been raining, maybe someone stupid enough would slip and fall in."

Just as he was about to take off his clothes, Shen Yuanshan's voice came from outside: "Brother, are you asleep?"

"No." He put on his clothes again and went to the next room.

There were three brothers, two sitting on the bed and one sitting beside the bed.

"What did you call me over for?"

Shen Wenshan said, "Brother, I'm panicking. From the moment I heard that Shen Hubiao was coming back until now, I always felt that something bad was going to happen."

Shen Rongshan patted his shoulder: "Don't think too much, I'm here."

"But brother..."

A knock on the door outside interrupted what he was about to say.

The three of them became alert, wondering who would come to their house so late at night.

Shen Rongshan picked up the thick stick leaning against the wall and asked in a low voice: "Who?"

"Rongshan, it's me, your Uncle Dong."

Shen Dadong? What was he doing so late? Ji Wenhe pricked up his ears and listened.

I opened the door, facing the moonlight, so I couldn't see the expression on his face, but I could hear his anxiety from his voice: "Uncle Dong, is there anything wrong?"

"Rongshan, I have something to tell you, please come with me."

Shen Rongshan nodded, turned around, closed the door, and walked to the stairs.

The three of them waited in the house for a long time before Shen Rongshan came back.

Shen Yuanshan asked: "Brother, what does Uncle Dong want to talk to you about?"

"It's nothing, go to sleep."

After locking the door, I tiptoed into the room and saw a dark figure sitting on the bed. I was stunned for a moment: "Are you still awake?"

Ji Wenhe whispered back: "Waiting for you, what does he want to see you about?"

She was curious about what they were talking about for nearly twenty minutes.

After Shen Rongshan sat down, he was silent for a moment: "Don't tell anyone, Wenshan and Yuanshan can't tell anyone either, just pretend you don't know."

"Well, go ahead."

"Shen Hubiao is smuggling salt outside."

Ji Wenhe's eyes widened in shock: "Smuggling salt! How dare he do that?"

He was also surprised when he heard it. He didn't expect that he would be so brave.

"If you get caught smuggling salt, you'll be beheaded. No wonder he disappeared for so long with all his valuable gear."

Smuggling salt is a serious crime, and the more you sell, the greater the crime.

Ji Wenhe asked, "Then why did Uncle Dong look for you?"

The fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better. If it gets out accidentally, the whole family will be implicated.

Moreover, he was not afraid that Shen Rongshan would tell others about it, which showed how much he trusted him.

"Uncle Dong came to ask me if I would be sentenced to death if I was caught. He wanted me to persuade him and if he didn't listen, he would beat him. I didn't agree."

In Shen Dadong's opinion, the only person in the village who can control his son is Shen Rongshan.

He had no other choice. His son refused to listen to his advice, so he could only take a gamble with him. Otherwise, when the time came, it would be too late.

"You were right not to respond. If we had helped, we would be considered accomplices if we looked into it carefully."

Ji Wenhe held his arm and warned him.

"Brother Shen, don't be soft-hearted. Don't get involved in their family affairs from now on."

Shen Rongshan held her hand and gently squeezed it: "I know, if you are here, I won't agree."

If you agree, you will be an accomplice.

When his crime is exposed one day, none of their family will be able to escape.

"Wen He, go to sleep."

"Ah."

the other side.

Shen Dadong sat cross-legged in the house. He hadn't slept all night. Overnight, he seemed to have aged a lot, and his back became more hunched.

The sky began to lighten as the sun rose from the east. Shen Hubiao in the next room woke up.

Seeing that his father's door was not closed, he walked to the door in confusion: "Dad, you didn't sleep all night, are you too happy?"

He straightened the satin fabric around him.

"Hey, your son has made a name for himself now. You should enjoy your life. I will go to town and buy you some meat so that you can enjoy a good meal."

He was so immersed in the joy of making money that he didn't notice the worry and fear in Shen Dadong's eyes.

When Shen Rongshan was carrying a basket and leaving the village, he met Shen Hubiao, who also wanted to leave the village.

When the other party saw him, he immediately hid away. After he was at a distance, he walked to the front with his head raised and his hands behind his back.

The news that Shen Hubiao had returned had already spread throughout the village.

Shen Zhong was walking around in the fields. When he saw him coming, he asked, "Hu Biao, I haven't seen you for a while. You are wearing silk and satin now."

"Tell me about any profitable business you have done outside. If you really make money, I will make a lot of money with you."

"Uncle, I'm just lucky and made some money. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first."

He waved his hand and headed east.

Shen Ping was weeding in the field. He stood up and threw the weeds in his hand to the edge of the field. "Village head, how can he do any business? Even if he does business, it's not a legitimate business."

Shen Qingyang, who was standing by, never liked Shen Hubiao and never spoke to him when he saw him.

"No one is jealous of him for making money. He was ignorant when he was young, and he only caused trouble for the family when he grew up. Dadong is so unlucky to have raised such an unfilial son."

People around shook their heads and sighed.

"Qingyang, when will your private school open?"