At around 6 o'clock in the evening, the sun sets, the old Taoist priest played by Zhao Qingshan and the little Taoist boy who became Lu Dongbin followed Lee Kuan Yew all the way to cross mountains and hills to return to this small mountain village deep in the mountains. The village has not yet been powered on, and the lanterns hanging on the village road have become the only source of light for this small mountain village at night.

Lee Kuan Yew's home is a low adobe house with straw and stones on the roof. To put it more vividly, it rains heavily outside and lightly inside, and even sheltering from wind and rain became a problem. But there was a family of three in this adobe house.

Lee Kuan Yew has no wife and children, nor does he have brothers and sisters. His parents live under the low eaves. The old man is sick all year round and cannot get out of the ground to work. The old lady has to stay at home to take care of the old man all year round. The livelihood problems of the entire family fall on Lee Kuan Yew.

The small mountain village is very small, with only more than 30 families. The way I usually rely on is to go into the forest to cut trees, occasionally dig some cheap herbs, and wait ten days and half a month before leaving the village together, and go to the town more than 20 kilometers away to exchange for some firewood, rice, oil and salt.

The living conditions of this village are enough to overturn the imagination of most people outside the mountain. There is only one well in the whole village. Not to mention taking a bath and brushing teeth, even the water for washing vegetables has to be used by several families. Often by the time the vegetables are finished, the water in the basin has turned into diluted mud.

It is under such living conditions that most young people in the village choose to go out to work. Lee Kuan Yew also went out a few years ago. No one knows what he did outside the mountain. Anyway, after returning a year ago, the person who was originally good at speaking became what he is now.

The only time Lee Kuan Yew could speak is when he was looking at his parents...

When he got home, he took off the herbs he picked today on his shoulders and some of the wood he picked out from the tree he cut down. Lee Kuan Yew, who was almost turning into a clay figure, pulled a dirty rag at the door that was hard to see directly, wiped it randomly on his face. Then he pushed the door and entered the house.

"Dad, mom...there is no rice in the rice jar?" He took off the lid of the rice jar and looked down. Lee Kuan Yew was stunned for a moment, then looked up and asked, "When I left in the morning, wasn't there still half a tank of rice?"

"Yao. Uncle Hu has to carry the rice to grind it. He goes back and mix it with cornmeal and some vegetable leaves, so he can eat it." There are only two rooms in the adobe house. The room inside is his parents' room, and the wooden bed against the stove outside is Lee Kuan Yew's own bed.

Hearing the movement of his son coming back, a hunched back walked out of the inner room. He looked like an old lady who seemed to be in her eighties. A hint of embarrassment appeared on her wrinkled face. She said, "Your father's medicine is almost gone. Are you looking for any good medicine today?"

"I have already copied everything around the corner, so I'll find some camels. I'll go to a far place tomorrow." Lee Kuan Yew smiled silly and said, "My father's Yao Minger asked Aunt Li to bring back from the town. I still have a few hundred yuan. I should be able to buy a lot of them."

"Where did you get the money?" the old lady was stunned and asked, "These hundreds or hundreds of people, every time you ask you, you have...Yao, you have to keep the money you have. You haven't married yet, don't mess up the money you earn from work!"

"Mom. I understand!" Lee Kuan Yew responded, turned around and went out.

Standing far away by the haystack, everything that happened in Lee Kuan Yew's home didn't fall into the ears of Zhao Qingshan and the others. Seeing Lee Kuan Yew turn his head out, Zhao Qingshan's heart moved and said, "Let's go around and see what happened. This kid doesn't look stupid either!"

Lu Dongbin seemed to have noticed something. When he heard Zhao Qingshan's words, he nodded and responded. He followed Zhao Qingshan around the haystack and stood on a large stone at the entrance of the village. He opened his eyes from afar and stared at Lee Kuan Yew's every move in the yard.

After coming out of the house, Lee Kuan Yew looked around nervously, then picked up two bags of camel bouquets that he had just picked today, walked around the open space behind the house, and began to shake the camel bouquets as if they were about to hang them there.

However, Zhao Qingshan and Lu Dongbin clearly saw that when Lee Kuan Yew bent down and pretended to dry the camel hood, he obviously reached out and pulled out a stone slab, revealing a black leather travel bag buried under the ground.

As soon as he opened the travel bag, the 100-dollar bills were filled with a full 100-dollar bill, he suddenly stunned Zhao Qingshan and Lu Dongbin... Facing this wealth of at least millions, Lee Kuan Yew raised his hand to pay 100-dollar bills, and said, "I'm sorry..."

After reaching out to take out three hundred yuan, Lee Kuan Yew buried the soil very quickly, then put it on the stone slab and buried another layer of soil. Finally, he put the money into the bag, got up and went back to the house...

Watching Lee Kuan Yew finish all this from afar, Zhao Qingshan subconsciously looked at Lu Dongbin, and Lu Dongbin said, "Your Majesty... This Lee Kuan Yew is probably still a fugitive! No wonder he is so cautious."

"Things shouldn't be that simple." Zhao Qingshan frowned and said, "I have checked the merits of Li Xuan's reincarnation before going to the world. Although Lee Kuan Yew's merits are not high, they are much higher than ordinary people... If he was a fugitive and committed a serious crime, this merit would have been overwhelmed!"

"Then... Your Majesty, what should we do now?" Lu Dongbin said carefully: "Do you want to go over and cheat him again, and then..."

"That's all I can do." Zhao Qingshan nodded, hooked his finger at Lu Dongbin and "sticked it over."

...

Lee Kuan Yew lit the heat and prepared to put the cornmeal into the pot and stir-fry it, then took it out and mixed it with some water and squeezed it. This is how it will be dealt with tonight.

But what he never expected was that just when he was lit, an uninvited guest came to the yard outside the house... A policeman in his thirties was holding a small notebook in his hand and a gun was hanging on his waist.

The leather shoes were covered with dust, as if they were wading through mountains and rivers. While wiping sweat, they were still breathing with their mouths open. "Big brother... Are you kangtou village here?"

"..." Lee Kuan Yew in the room was stunned. Looking at the policeman's outfit, he had reached a wooden stick next to the stove, but his face still showed a silly smile and he didn't say anything.

Lee Kuan Yew's reaction inside the room was clearly seen by the police outside the door. It was clear, but he didn't say anything. He just smiled and moved closer a few steps. "Brother is from the village, and I am also from the police station in the town. I have just been transferred here for a few days and are responsible for your villages... I'll ask you something."

Lee Kuan Yew held the wooden stick tightly, but stood there and kept laughing, without any intention of silence.

At this moment, the old lady in the inner room heard the movement, and without waiting for Lee Kuan Yew to stop him, the old lady walked out with a smile, "Ji Li Gua Ou Kakka..."

The old lady and Lee Kuan Yew spoke dialects, but even if Lu Dongbin was a god, he might not be able to understand all dialects. Especially this rare dialect, it is even more troublesome.

There is no doubt that the old lady was very happy to see a policeman coming from the village, but the old lady couldn't understand what Lu Dongbin said, and the old lady was also confused about what the old lady said.

In the end, Lu Dongbin could only say to Lee Kuan Yew: "Brother... I will tell you openly. The case outside has been reported. Don't pretend to be stupid with me. If you don't want your parents to know what you are doing, just follow me obediently. Otherwise, if you are arrested, how can your parents live in the future?!"

Lu Dongbin undoubtedly grabbed the weakest part in Lee Kuan Yew's heart. When he heard Lu Dongbin speak so clearly, he looked at the gentle smile on his face when he spoke. Lee Kuan Yew was not a fool, and he immediately understood that the other party was protecting his reputation and was even more concerned about his parents' feelings for him.

Holding the wooden stick's hand, he slowly let go, Lee Kuan Yew's face also showed a gentle smile. The first sentence he said made Lu Dongbin a little stupid, "Are you sent to test me today?"

"...No wonder this kid didn't say anything!" Lu Dongbin felt a little depressed, but he still smiled gently on the surface. He asked, "Since you have guessed it, why haven't you run away?"

"Because I'm not guilty." Lee Kuan Yew also smiled, "That money was not robbed."

"But this money is in your hands!" Lu Dongbin said firmly: "Catch thieves and stolen goods, catch robbers and stolen goods, all the money is with you, don't say that you didn't do the things!"

"It was not my thing, I was just a errand runner... They killed people and ate black. I just picked up a leather bag before I ran away. I didn't expect that it was not them who came to me, but the police." Lee Kuan Yew seemed to see it away and said, "I have never killed anyone. A bag of money cannot prove anything... I'm a little embarrassed to leave, don't handcuff me, otherwise I will take you together even if I die!"

"...because of your parents?" Lu Dongbin frowned.

"Yes, because of my parents." Lee Kuan Yew nodded and said, "I used more than 2,000 yuan for that bag of money, and the rest was buried in the back of the house. You can pick it up again in the evening, so don't let my parents know."

"Since you didn't kill someone, you just picked up a bag of money, why did you hide back in the village and dare not go out? Don't you think this makes sense?" Lu Dongbin pressed step by step.

Lee Kuan Yew smiled very relaxedly. He shrugged and said only one sentence, "Those people are much better than you police and are much more ruthless."

"...Let's go." Lu Dongbin suddenly realized, finally figured out Lee Kuan Yew's situation. He nodded and said, "I'll take you to meet someone, don't be silent anymore. This is your last chance!"

"...Okay." Lee Kuan Yew hesitated for a moment, nodded and agreed.!~!
Chapter completed!