The wealth of rebirth is deep in the mountains

Chapter 221

Those big men were not stupid after all, and they had suffered a lot from Lu Laoer and Gao Ren's subordinates, and even a few of them were unconscious at the moment, so there was no need to pretend, and they kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"Old lady, calm down, we were also deceived into thinking that you were in trouble. Old lady, please punish me!"

As they talked, they kowtowed heavily. The courtyard was extremely quiet, only the bang bang of their foreheads on the bluestone floor, occasionally mixed with muffled groans. It was obvious that these people had serious injuries. Gao Renke It's not a good temper. If he didn't want to keep his mouth alive and force them to find out where they came from, he might have killed them directly and sent them to see the king of hell.

Especially after Xiaomi was detained, his eyes were red...

"Godmother, it's all a misunderstanding, why not let these... well, the strong man heal his wounds first, and we will talk about everything after dawn. OK?"

Xiaomi sent Papa Lu into the house, and left Boss Lu to watch. Seeing this when he went out, he hurried forward to intercede with Mrs. Tie.

To be honest, she just walked through such a life-and-death moment, and caused her father to be frightened. It's not that she doesn't feel annoyed by these people.But first of all, these people are here for Mrs. Tie, even if they make mistakes, there is a reason for them.Secondly, she was too reckless just now, no wonder others.

Mrs. Tie's face was dark, but she still didn't speak.She has a tough temper, has a good face all her life, and has never given in. She never thought that someone from the family would slap her in the face like this, and she was really annoyed.

Feng Niang and Tie Niu also knelt down and begged for mercy, "Madam, let Tong Qing and the others heal the wound first, and it won't be too late to punish the young master when the young master arrives."

Although the faces of the rest of the villagers are also dark, they can't just watch these people really bleed to death, and take a ten thousand step back and say that they can't die in the Lu family's courtyard.

"Yes, Mrs. Tie, let them deal with it first. Everyone is terrified, let's talk about it at dawn."

"Yes, if something happens to these people, it's hard to say."

These words were not pleasant to hear, but they were not too harsh after all. Madam Tie held back her breath and ordered, "Get up, and take care of your injuries. Your Lord Marquis is here, and then you can deal with me."

Tong Qing and others hurriedly kowtowed, and finally helped each other to stand up.

The woman's heart was soft, and she was hiding outside the door, but she came in to help boil the water when she saw this.

Soon, Tong Qing and others were settled in the inverted room, and the two large kangs were enough for them to lie down.

Uncle Bi San was also invited, and the knife wound was washed clean, powdered, and wrapped in white cloth.But those who suffered from hidden injuries are not easy to deal with. Those with broken ribs and dislocated arms are extremely painful to treat. Fortunately, these big men are also tough, and none of them complained of pain.

This made everyone in Old Xiongling feel so much admiration, they couldn't help but nod their heads, and their complexions improved a lot.

Being so busy, no one noticed where Xuanwuxuanliu, who had fought with Tong Qing and others at the beginning, went.

Didn't they know that these two were being scolded bloody by Gao Ren, who was still angry, if it wasn't for the two of them staying here to communicate with the capital, Gao Ren would probably take care of them directly.

Xiaomi doesn't know at all right now, and even if he knew, he wouldn't be able to help.It's really because she is also in dire straits.

Regardless of dissuasion, Chen Yuexian rushed over from the foot of the mountain. For the first time, he showed the posture of the elder sister-in-law, and scolded the sister-in-law severely with a cold face.Boss Lu, who has always been a good man, also lost his temper. He didn't plead for mercy, and even gave him a few words of training.

With her head down, Xiaomi pitifully swears that she will never dare to be reckless again, so she will be released back to the backyard... and continue to be grounded.

Of course, the villagers who were in charge of patrolling at the foot of the mountain did not escape. They were caught by old Feng Ye and other elders. The brass pipe pot was an excellent weapon. One of them was rewarded with a full head bag, and he was fined half a month of vigil. just give up...

There was a night of commotion on the mountain and down the mountain. When the sky brightened, people were really tired, but no one wanted to go home and sleep.

The eighteen families in Laoxiongling, when they were poor and could not afford food, became famous for their fierceness in the ten miles and eight towns. Later, when they lived a better life and gained more confidence, they became even more fearless.

Unexpectedly, the pride of more than 100 people, old and young, was trampled under their feet time and time again.

The first time, Du Youcai brought people to rob the mountains, and the second time, Wei Desheng went even further and directly wanted to rob the cornucopia, plus taking Xiaomi as his concubine.

Speaking of these two things, one can still find an excuse, after all, an arm can't twist a thigh, and no matter how tough Lao Xiong Ling is, he can't stand up to someone powerful.

But what about the time Niu Sheng and his fellows came to the door?
The most unacceptable thing was that last night, people even touched the Lu family's yard.Now it is definitely a misunderstanding, the flood has washed away the Dragon King Temple, and my family does not recognize my family.

What if it's not a misunderstanding, what if it's not my family?

At this moment, the whole Lu family is gone!

Repeat again and again, if you can't be vigilant, there will always be a day when Lao Xiongling will be in trouble and can't save himself...

More importantly, this false alarm was actually instigated by the Wu family.When the happy days on and off Laoxiong Ridge are getting more and more prosperous, how many people have red eyes behind their backs and feel dissatisfied?

As the old saying goes, the rafters in their early years rot first, and a thriving tree is not spring.In today's Laoxiongling, I am afraid that the home is the early rafter, the flower that welcomes the spring alone...

"Old brothers, I'm afraid we have to discuss a countermeasure earlier."

Old Master Feng was sitting in the main room of the Lu family, the brass cigarette pot was beating on the table, it was extremely crisp, but it made everyone feel at ease.

An old house where a treasure.If Xiaomi is the leader of the whole village, then the old man is the pinnacle of Dinghaishen, the backbone of the whole village.

"Brother, tell me, everyone will listen to you."

"Yeah, brother, I said earlier that I wanted to discuss it. I was busy every year and year, so I missed it. It's not too late now."

The rest of the old men also nodded and agreed with each other.

Old Master Feng stroked his gray beard, frowned and thought for a while.

"The juniors in the village can't be sent out in the future. Even if they are rotated, at least half of them will stay at home. Then find someone to come back to teach martial arts. They don't want to be some kind of master. They have to travel around the rivers and lakes, but they must have half the ability of the second child. It's fine on weekdays, when something happens, you have to protect the safety of the young and old at home."

"Success, this section is too busy, and the family members are all outside. Although we were poor before, no one dared to bully us."

"There are more and more ways to make money at home, and there really should be a way to protect yourself. Otherwise, it's like a child passing through the busy market with gold on his head, waiting for others to grab it."

Everyone responded, but some people also asked, "It's easy to say, where can I find a master to teach the younger students? Also, it takes time to learn martial arts. What should I do with the kung fu in the past few years?"

"I will discuss this matter with Xiaomi. I must find a good master to come back!"

Old Master Feng obviously had a good idea in his heart, he waved his hand to end the topic, and finally said, "Besides, we will spread the news from tomorrow. After the spring of our old Xiongling, when the fields are planting, who will send out the corn seedlings? If you want, come to the door to report the number. Everyone planted for a year last year, and they also know how much an acre of land uses. Don’t let people take advantage of the loopholes and sell it for money. Also, remember to make it clear that there is no money, and you will send corn seedlings !"

"hiss…"

Everyone gasped, because they were shocked by Old Master Feng's decision, and hesitated.Although they knew that they were going to send corn seedlings, they just thought they were sending some relatives and friends.I didn't expect such a large amount of money. Forget it, all the greenhouses in the house have to raise seedlings non-stop, even in the fields, the sheds must be shut down.

Calculated in this way, at least three crops of vegetables will be delayed.

Although the price of green vegetables in spring is not as high as in winter, it is still enough to sell for a hundred taels of silver.

The men were fine, and the women rubbed their hands in distress.

Old Master Feng naturally understood everyone's thoughts, and he didn't say much, and asked directly, "Do you feel distressed? Let's talk about it, if in a group of people, everyone is eating pancakes, and you are the only one eating steamed buns, What will happen to others?"

"Of course I'm envious, steamed buns are much tastier than pancakes."

A young man responded loudly, "I can eat five pancakes posted by my mother, but I can eat at least six steamed buns!"

"Haha," everyone laughed, pointing at the young man and cursing with a smile, "Fortunately, you have a better life at home, you big belly man, otherwise you would have eaten the whole family's ration."

"That's right, it's true that a half-baby eats a poor old man!"

Seeing that the topic went off the rails, Old Master Feng knocked on the brass cigarette pot in his hand again, and after a moment of silence, he asked again, "Then if you're eating steamed buns, others don't even have pancakes, and you're still hungry?" After a few days, will they just watch you eat enviously?"

"Uh..." The villagers looked at each other and fell silent.

After a long time, it was the young man who said, "I'm afraid the steamed buns are about to be robbed..."

"That's right, that's the reason. Now we, Lao Xiongling, carry a package of steamed buns, and we are surrounded by people who can't eat pancakes. If we don't want to let these people eat pancakes, we won't be able to keep any of the steamed buns. Take your life. Do you understand?"

"Understood, Old Master Feng!"

"It's not that everyone is greedy for money, it's just that the days have just gotten better, and they are a little bit reluctant."

Everyone responded one after another, and they were a little confused before, but old master Feng broke the truth and made it clear, so naturally no one disagreed.

Old Master Feng nodded and said with a smile, "Of course, we, Lao Xiongling, hugged each other up and down. Anyone who wants to grab our steamed buns has to weigh our bows and arrows. But the villagers live in the village, and they help each other a lot. It should be."

"Okay, let's spread the news first."

"It just so happens that I'm leaving Yue's house, so let me tell you first."

"Should we tell our relatives and friends first, and the nearby villages? There are too many people here, and we can't always take care of them all."

"Then do the math, how many acres of seedlings can be raised in total, and there will be a bottom line when counting. Don't promise to others, there will be no more young seedlings by then."

Everyone figured it out, you said something, I said something, and the collective brainstorming began to figure out how to send young seedlings, so as to carry out the good deeds to the end without hurting the friendship.

(End of this chapter)