It's time for a showdown, all the powerful officials in Beijing are my students!

Village head Zheng’s house is a row of four or five rooms. The foundation of the ground floor is built with stones for nearly one meter, and the top is an earth wall. The stones have turned black, and the earth walls are also full of spots. year.

An Xin and the others were invited into the main room of their house by Mr. Zheng and his two sons. In addition to a table with a crack on the edge, there was also a long bench with broken legs on which they were sitting.

There is a precarious feeling when several people sit on it, and you have to be careful even when you move your buttocks. If you are in charge of this bench, you can sing a little song to you.

It should be the first time for Yu Chiyi and the others to see the hall for entertaining guests. The house is so simple and poorly furnished. In the eyes of the young masters, it is even dilapidated.

The Zheng family's father and son saw that the clothes An Xin and the others were wearing were not of expensive materials, but their extraordinary looks and aura exuded from them carried an indescribable nobility.

"Thank you for your help today to help our village get rid of those thugs and thugs in Qian Da's landlord's house."

Old Village Chief Zheng and his two sons stood up and bowed to An Xin, Jiang Chenxi and Yu Chiyi bowed.

An Xin and the others turned sideways, and reached out to help, "Old man, you don't have to be so polite. When the road is rough, draw your sword to help, that's what we should do."

Kong Xun knew that An Xin was a troublesome person, and he couldn't help smiling when he heard her say such high-sounding words.

An Xin glared at him sideways, the meaning was obvious... Lao Tzu is such a person with a sense of justice, can you control me?

Kong Xun raised his hand and touched his nose.

What can be done, as long as Mr. Xiaoshan dares to say, he has to believe it, or what else can he do.

The four of us, Yu Chiyi and Jiang Chenxi... It seems that we beat those bad guys away.

"..." Ms., we are the protagonists.

An Xin raised her eyebrows and looked at them. There were no grown children and no right to speak.

"Alas!" The four minors lowered their heads, defeated by the cheekiness of their female husband.

Several people exchanged pleasantries with the old village chief and his son.

Only then did An Xin ask the Zheng family about the situation of Landlord Qian.

The old village head's voice was tight: "People in the other villages are not of the same family because most of them have mixed surnames and are not of the same race.

Therefore, under Qianda landlord's tough tactics, most people in those villages couldn't bear the pressure, so they all sold their fields at a low price. "

The eldest son of the old village saw his father's old face full of sadness, and the voice of the narration was difficult, so he took it over and said:

"The big landlord Qian tasted the sweetness, and then lowered the price, and gradually turned all the land here into his family.

The reason why the Qian family in our Zhengjia Village only came to buy it now is because more than 300 households in Zhengjia Village all have the surname Zheng, and they jointly enshrine an ancestral hall.

Landlord Qian didn't dare to send people here easily to say that he wanted to buy our village's fields before, and he didn't know what his purpose was this time.

Today, I ordered someone to come and buy the land of our Zhengjia Village at a price lower than other villages~"

An Xin looked at Boss Zheng with a puzzled tone.

What else could be the reason... Isn't it that the big landlord Qian has completely dealt with the magistrates here.

Only then can you let go of your guts and dare to clean up villages like yours where there are many clans.

After An Chu listened to the narration of the father and son,
Much like what they had heard before.

The rich landlord bought the fields of these surrounding villages forcibly at a very low price, threatened and intimidated.

Those families who desperately resisted and refused to sell were imprisoned on various trumped-up charges by officials in the government who colluded with the big landlord.

"Ah!" The old village chief's second son said angrily with a sad face, "The county magistrate not only ignored the people who sued the big landlords, but also put those villagers who sued them into prison.

Under such circumstances, how long can we keep the land in Zhengjia Village? "

An Xin looked at the father and son with dazed and dull eyes, as if they were crushed by reality, and their faces were haggard.

It was also the first time for Kong Xun, Jiang Chenxi, Wei Chiyi and the others to really see how difficult it is for the people oppressed by the collusion of the local government and the gentry.

An Xin glanced at Kong Xun and the others inexplicably.

Don't these young masters want to gain knowledge? This lesson is to let you see the suffering in the world.

Especially that one, who may manage the world in the future.

For dinner, there were more than a dozen pancakes in a bowl on the table, a plate of scrambled eggs, a plate of stir-fried vegetables, and a dish that couldn’t be named, stir-fried melon.

Sitting around the table were only six people from An Xin, and three people from the Zheng family, father and son.

An Xin remembered that when she entered the yard, there were three small children standing in the corner and watching them secretly. They should be the young grandchildren of the old village chief's family.

The young masters may not know the significance of eggs to farmers.

Although An Xin didn't suffer much in her past and present lives, she once heard that in the 90s and [-]s, if rural people had no money to buy salt, they would exchange eggs with small shops in the village.

Accessible eggs have been a precious thing in rural areas since ancient times.

An Xin shifted her gaze from the fried golden eggs to the dozen or so pancakes beside her, although these yellowish pancakes were not as white as those made from fine white flour.

But An Xin was sure that this was the best the Zheng family could offer to entertain them.

"There is nothing good in the countryside, so let's eat as we go." Old Village Chief Zheng greeted them politely.

Yu Chiyi, Gao Tai, Chen Qibao, and even Kong Xun and Jiang Chenxi didn't find anything unusual about what Old Village Chief Zheng said.

For these young masters who grew up in fine clothes and fine clothes, this meal was indeed rather shabby.

An Xin looked at the few people who were greeted by the Zheng family and his son to pick up pancakes, smiled wryly, picked up her unused bowls and chopsticks, and put half of the eggs on the plate in it.

Under the strange eyes of others, An Xin left enough pancakes on the table for each person, picked up the extra pancakes, put them in a bowl and put them on top of the vegetables, and walked out to the kitchen with them.

It is a bad habit in the countryside that women who come to the house do not eat at the table. If there is less food, they basically don't have to eat.

Sure enough, An Xin walked into the kitchen with the food, and what she saw was Mr. Zheng's wife, two daughter-in-laws, and three children.

Each person held a bowl of porridge cooked with vegetables and a small amount of brown rice.

And the thick ones were given to the three children, leaving only rice soup in the bowls of the three adults.

When they saw An Xin coming in with food, they all looked at her in surprise.

Mrs. Zheng came to her senses and quickly said, "Little Lang, what are you doing?"

"We rural people are used to eating less at night so we can sleep well and feel comfortable without weighing down the kang head."

Mrs. Zheng spoke the old saying left by the rural people.

Seeing the three children, An Xin lowered her head dimly after hearing what her grandmother said.

Smiling, he put the bowl on the table in front of two four or five-year-old boys and a two or three-year-old girl, and said softly, "Eat."

After speaking, he smiled slightly at the adults, "Ma'am is right, it's good to eat less at night, can you also give us a bowl of porridge for each of us?"