Last year, the old blacksmith died, and all his remaining assets were eaten up by Jinfeng.,On the top of Lubei Terrace, stood three young men, a hunchback, a limping man, and the last one, though he had all four limbs intact, his face was sly and shifty, not looking like a good person at all.,They are all like Jin Feng, belonging to the kind of people in the village who would rather let their daughters participate in a lottery for marriage than allow them to be married.。