Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 3310 Young Wizards Happy Village Master
Bandits A and B were so frightened that they dared not speak.

go downhill?
Do not go to death!
At the beginning, he fled to this mountain to become a bandit because his family was so poor that he couldn't get rid of it, and was almost forced to death by the local bully landlord.

Being a bandit on the mountain requires daily practice, like joining the army, but you can still eat and wear warm clothes.

Even in the past year, there have been famines and insect plagues everywhere, and floods in the south...

There are hungry people everywhere, there are scattered hungry refugees everywhere, officers and soldiers in many places are fighting, and people on the road are busy grabbing land and fighting for the hills, and there is chaos everywhere.

Going down the mountain at this time?Isn't that courting death? Bandits A and B are not stupid!
"Coach, we're just kidding, we're just joking, we really don't mean that!" Bandit A hurriedly laughed with the coach.

Bandit B also quickly echoed: "Yes, yes, since our two brothers entered the village, we have absolutely obeyed orders. The village owner and the coach told us to go east and never go west, and told us to fight chickens without scolding dogs. I swear !"

The instructor glared at Brothers A and B, and said, "Stop talking nonsense, when it comes time to fight, you'll be the ones who have no real skill in self-defense, and you will be the first to die!"

Brothers A and B nodded again and again, "What the instructor said is what he said, then you are busy, we brothers will continue to practice!"

Looking at the figure of brothers A and B running away, the instructor felt some empathy.

I think that when I was trained in this way, the rebellious emotions were no less than that of brothers A and B.

I feel that this cottage is really doomed. Changing such an infant to be the owner of the village is simply nonsense, treating them adults like monkeys!

Bandits, bandit dens, don’t they just eat meat and drink, go down the mountain to block roads and rob, and when they see beautiful women, they go back to the cottage to sleep?
Why is it like in the army, a set of strict disciplines, and drills every day, nonsense!

But ever since I followed the village owner to the hostile village on the opposite hill, and fought fiercely with that gang of bandits, I suddenly began to appreciate the strict training that the village owner had given me some time ago.

Compared with death, being a little tired from training is really nothing.

Later, he followed the Xiaozhaizhu one after another to fight several rounds of encirclement and suppression by the government and the attacks of other hilltop forces, and almost all of them won a complete victory. Since then, he has become more and more convinced by the Xiaozhaizhu.

In response to that sentence, ambition is not based on age, some people, even if they are young enough to be your son,
But his abilities and abilities are enough to make you call him dad willingly!

Xiao Zhaizhu is such a person, a young wizard!

While the little bandits on the training ground were training in full swing, behind the cottage, on the entire terraced fields, older bandits and some bandit family members were busy in the fields with farm tools with.

It is also surrounded by mountains, and there are mountains in the mountains.

The mountain where Xiaoyao Village is located is a natural danger, easy to defend but difficult to attack.

The large area behind the cottage was not like this before last year. It was a hillside, with ups and downs.

After the owner of the small village came, he walked in this area for three days, holding a piece of paper and a pen in his hand, walking and stopping, watching and drawing.

Three days later, the owner of the small village handed over a blueprint to the two elders of the village, and asked them to take all the brothers in the village to cut down trees and open up wasteland, and built terraced fields.

Ponds are dug near the waterfall under the terraces to divert water, and mulberry and fruit trees are planted beside the ponds.

At the end of April, the world was chaotic outside, and there was not enough to eat everywhere.

In the past, this time of the year was always starving, and the bandits were so hungry in the mountains that they could only go down the mountain to rob frequently.

But this year is different.

The owner of the small village brought a large amount of grain, fruits and vegetables from the east, and led everyone to plant rice in the terraced fields, and arranged for the old and weak bandits, or bandits with farming experience to take care of them.

Those who are strong and strong are removed to go to the front for training.

Many bandits were born poor in the past, and they were forced to hide in the mountains. They never stopped caring about their parents, wives and children in their hometown.

The rule in the cottage used to be that once you become a bandit, you are never allowed to go back.

Once you find out, it is breaking the rules. Even if you sneak home to visit your relatives and you are not caught by the government, you will still be beaten to death when you return to the cottage.

But the owner of Xiaozhai introduced a new rule.

The bandits can go home regularly to visit relatives, and if conditions permit, they can also bring their parents, mothers, wives and children to the mountains.

As a result, the terraced fields, vegetable fields, orchards, fish ponds, and mulberry trees behind the cottage were all taken care of.

Seeds of hope are sown in spring, and in summer, when pests and droughts are happening outside, the weather in this mountain is smooth.

In autumn, there is no harvest outside and wars are raging.

This cottage has ushered in a bumper harvest, the melons and fruits are fragrant, the fish are fat, and the pigs are strong.

The big guy is self-sufficient and self-reliant, and he doesn't even need to go down the mountain to rob and do that kind of business that harms morality.

Moreover, the owner of the small village also helped a law protector, and found the lost sister who was lost when the law protector fled.

The younger sister took her back to the cottage and married a good brother who was a guardian of the law. After the Chinese New Year, the cottage will welcome the first new life conceived and born in the country.

In a small courtyard in front of the cottage.

Although the season is already after the 'heavy snow', the small courtyard is still full of singing birds and fragrant flowers.

In one of the elegant and bookish bedrooms, a young man dressed in white silk and satin, with silver fox fur inlaid on the cuffs and collar, was foreshadowing and writing at the desk.

Just looking at his stature, one might think that this child is already nine years old, but in fact, he is still a few months away from seven.

An immature face, the facial features are so beautiful that there are almost no blemishes.

Holding the writing brush with very backbone fingers, he swayed freely on the white paper, but the written words are powerful, domineering but not ostentatious, restrained but profound, handsome and strong.

Of course, experts watch the doorway, and laymen watch the fun.

"Oh, the village master is really awesome, this word is well written! Wow!"

Beside the desk, a man with a big beard stretched his neck, praised with a red face, and raised his thumb like a carrot.

Standing beside the bearded man was a man in blue clothes with a square scarf on his head.

This man is different from the bearded man. The bearded man is full of bandits, but this man is full of bookishness.

Hearing the bearded man's praise, the bookish one raised the fan in his hand and covered the corner of his mouth with a smile.

"Big Beard, you praise our village master's handwriting well, so how dare you ask why? You should be more careful, otherwise, the praise is not sincere at all!"

Hearing the scholar's words, the bearded man's eyes widened, he twisted his neck and said, "Okay, that's fine, just look at it comfortably at first glance, how can it be so famous?"

The scholar smiled again and said: "Everything is good, there is a good reason. If you don't talk about it, it seems that this praise is insincere, like flattery!"

(End of this chapter)