After rebirth, the Queen and I are on the run.

Chapter 876 The whole situation
"Whatever you draw is fine. If you still make a fuss about this, then you deserve a beating, and we'll be able to beat you up!" Uncle Qin said fiercely.

Damn it, he doesn't even have kids yet, but he's acting as a "dad" for these kids. He's working himself to death, and he doesn't even get paid!
The students approved of the method of assigning rooms by lottery and had no objections.

Some people who drew bad rooms looked miserable, while those who drew good rooms in the guesthouse were all smiles.

"Take your luggage and settle into the room you drew... As for your servants, find your own place to stay, we won't arrange anything here!" Uncle Qin shouted, and slapped a stack of papers on them: "These are the rules and regulations for your residence in Taifeng Town. Read them carefully and don't break them, otherwise no matter who your father, grandfather, or ancestors are, you will be investigated and punished according to the law."

"Second Uncle Qin, this one..."

Uncle Qin: "Don't ask me, if you have any opinions, ask the Duke of Yan!"

Rogue Qin!
If you're lazy, just say so. Don't try to intimidate us by bringing up the Duke of Yan.

Dangdang Dangdang!
The sound of the gong rose again.

It was Lü Shuli, Qin Cunquan, Miao Shuli, and others who delivered the ingredients.

Uncle Qin called out to the students, "The ingredients for your Mid-Autumn Festival have arrived. Go and carry them yourselves, find them in the kitchen yourselves, and cook your own meals. If you don't cook, you'll go hungry."

"Since it's the Mid-Autumn Festival today and you just arrived, this batch of ingredients is a gift from Taifeng Town. Starting tomorrow, you'll be responsible for your own food and drink!"

"Don't ask me where to buy it. You all have hands, feet, and brains, figure it out yourselves!"

Uncle Qin was really annoyed by these students, and he spat out a lot of words.

Then, they left.

"Dad, everything's settled. Let's go home for the Mid-Autumn Festival."

Grandpa Qin raised his hand again to slap him: "Stay here, and leave after the students are settled!"

But Qiong Lao said, "Qin Lao Qianhu, your family has already gone to great lengths today. You should go home and celebrate the festival. Let the students handle the rest themselves."

"Qin Er is right, they have to figure out how to solve the problem themselves."

These students, due to their privileged backgrounds, lack the ability to be self-reliant; they need to be trained.

"This?" Grandpa Qin looked at Clerk Guan.

The clerk said, "Father-in-law, let's listen to Elder Qiong. We still have Commander Zhong here, so there's no major problem."

Sorry, Commander Zhong only guarantees their safety; he won't act as their parent and serve them ready-made meals.

“Alright, we’ll take our leave now.” Grandpa Qin looked at Old Xun and invited him, “Old Xun, come home with us for the Mid-Autumn Festival reunion dinner.”

Old Xun shook his head: "No, I've already made a promise with the poor boy that I'll spend the Mid-Autumn Festival with him this year."

Qiong Laomei is so happy. This was his childhood wish, but unfortunately he couldn't fulfill it back then because his master disappeared.

"Old master, please send us some ready-made food, otherwise this old man is afraid he will starve to death." Old Xun pleaded, glancing at the students who dared not move the raw pork, his eyes full of disdain.

He and the poor kid would starve to death if they relied on these things.

"Ha," Grandpa Qin laughed, agreeing, "Okay, I'll bring you a meal before 5 PM."

Grandpa Qin then went to ask Xue Mingyi.

Xue Mingyi bowed and thanked them politely, then declined, saying, "Traveling is about seeing things you've never seen before and doing things you've never done before. Today is an excellent opportunity for experience, and I should stay and accompany you, my fellow students."

"In a few days, I will send out another invitation and formally pay you a visit."

"Okay." Grandpa Qin agreed, but decided to bring him a meal as well, so that the child wouldn't really go hungry.

"I'm leaving, you all can live your lives well!" Before leaving, Uncle Qin not only taunted the students but also added fuel to the fire: "Commander Zhong, you can't let their servants serve them in the restaurant. The Duke of Yan said they came to the countryside to gain experience, not to enjoy themselves!"

With a blank expression, Commander Zhong said, "Don't worry, to ensure the safety of the students, no unauthorized personnel are allowed to enter the restaurant!"

The students are furious.

Clang, thud, my hand trembled, and the basket containing the ingredients fell to the ground.

Raw meat, eggs, vegetables, rice, and noodles were scattered all over the floor.

"Whoever knocked it down, step forward and resolve the issue!"

"Hey, Yu Chenghao, stop! You stepped on some meat. Ouch, this meat is dirty, we can't eat it, you're responsible." "Is this the time to talk about that? Hurry up and squat down to pick it up."

The students had no choice but to endure their disgust at the raw meat and pick through the ingredients, feeling as if they had entered a black market mine, constantly cursing Uncle Qin in their hearts.

That scoundrel Qin has absolutely no manners of being a good host!
They've already come to the Qin family's territory, shouldn't they at least invite them for a meal, or send them some cooked food?

How could they possibly prepare such bloody, raw meat?
Some students under the age of fifteen even had tears in their eyes, feeling wronged and missing their parents and the elders who loved them.

These students do indeed urgently need experience.

When they were cooking, the oil in the pan caught fire, and a clever person poured a basin of water into it.

That loud bang—if there hadn't been soldiers inside the restaurant, it would have been burned to ashes.

……

While chaos reigned among the students, the temporary residence of the mountain villagers in the new warehouse was even more rife with conflict.

boom!
Mengzi knocked the second chieftain's son to the ground.

Click!

Aunt Alan broke off one of the fingers of the Fifth Village Chief's son.

"Ahhh—" screams echoed.

Enraged, the Fifth Chieftain drew his sword and charged at Aunt Alan: "You vile woman, how dare you hurt my son!"

Whoosh! A-Ling sprinkled a packet of powder at the Fifth Chieftain.

The Fifth Chieftain staggered, pointing his knife at Ah Ling: "You poisoned your own people! You've broken the mountain rules and will be burned to death as atonement!"

Ahei quickly stepped in front of Ah Ling to prevent the Fifth Chief from harming her.

Ah Ling laughed at the Fifth Chieftain from behind Ah Hei, "What poison? It's just a packet of mountain pepper powder."

A-choo, A-choo!

Sneezing sounds rang out one after another.

Apart from that, the five leaders and the others did not experience any discomfort.

“My wife just wanted to stop you from killing the Eighth Chieftain!” Ahei said.

Yes, that's right. While waiting for Aunt Alan and the others to return, Ahei and Aling had already officially gotten married outside the mountains.

It was Ah Ling who requested it.

Ah Ling said that time was running out, and they should take advantage of their free time to get married and have children as soon as possible, otherwise they didn't know when they would be able to have the next generation.

"Ahei, don't try to slander me just because you're the future leader of the First Stronghold. It was that vile woman, Alan, who hurt my son first, that's why I sought revenge on her!" the Fifth Stronghold Leader rebuked angrily.

Aunt Alan sneered, "You lowly woman? Just for insulting me, the chieftain, like this, I could kill you to defend my dignity!"

"Also, it was your son who drew his knife on us first, and we only defended ourselves. We did nothing wrong; we were just following the rules of the mountain...right, Second Chief?"

The second chieftain, a thin, pale man, sneered after hearing this: "You've all been corrupted by coming down from the mountain. How can you face the mountain god and our ancestors like this?"

Aunt Alan: "Pollution? Who exactly is polluted? I think you know very well."

Or rather, the ancestors were very clear about it.

The third chieftain, clutching his swollen face, whispered, "Fellow chieftains, we are all from the mountains, let's not fight amongst ourselves."

The Third Chief was the one who fanned him, but it was at the behest of the Second Chief. The Third Chief had always been afraid of the Second Chief, who was known for his heavy yin energy, so he could only endure it.

"Shut up, you idiot! You still have the nerve to talk? You were seduce by some outsider with a honey trap. I should burn you alive and send you to serve the mountain god!" the Fifth Chieftain roared.

Aunt Alan retorted, "The mountain god loves his people, and he won't be relentless just because his people are living a good life!"

boom!
She slammed a box onto the table and pointed at it, saying, "This is a gift from the Duke of the outer court to our mountain people. Take a look first, and then decide whether you want to completely sever ties with the outside world."