Compared to Tiebushan's house, Tiewa's house is relatively much better.
The outer walls are made of red bricks, plastered with cement, and the gate is also an iron door.
This is all thanks to Tie Yidao, the village's only butcher. A skilled person always lives better than someone who only relies on hard work.
When Xiao Feng arrived at the door, he happened to hear a group of women whispering.
"I think Tie Yidao has slaughtered too many animals and is now facing retribution."
"That's right, that's right. When his eldest son turned foolish, I advised him to stop this profession, but he wouldn't listen."
"It's truly a pity about his eldest son, but as for his second son, what kind of person is he? Hanging out with a bunch of lousy friends all day, breaking into houses and stealing, his death is heaven's gain!"
"Ha! Do you see any of those lousy friends coming around?"
