During famine years, I had a divination slip in hand, and my whole family ate chicken, duck, fish, a

If a wolf is killed in the village, it's customary to invite all the familiar and friendly families in the village for a lively meal.

But wolf meat isn't for those ungrateful wretches. When his family eats meat, they invite the villagers who are on good terms with them to drink the soup.

This incident will show which family is the best to deal with!

As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's faces lit up with excitement again, and they started chattering excitedly.

"Just eat it, why take anything else?"

"Who would dare to keep taking advantage of your company?"

"Second Girl, your family is too kind. No need, no need!"

……

No wonder everyone was excited; these days, it's not easy to have meat at home!

They couldn't bear to eat it themselves, so they would take it to other villages or towns and exchange it for thirty or fifty copper coins, which could buy two or three catties of mixed grain flour.

In the famine years, every family tightened their belts to the bone. Unexpectedly, following Er Ya's family not only provided them with a few extra pounds of life-saving food, but also ensured they had plenty of oil and fat in their bellies!

Unless they're completely clueless, who wouldn't want to get along well with Er Yatou's family?

"Dad, we're back!"

Before even entering the courtyard, Li Chunyan's loud voice reached Ye Youliang's ears.

Ye Youliang, leaning against the kang (a heated brick bed) smoking his pipe, wore a relieved smile on his rough face.

"Okay, let's hurry back inside and warm up!"

"Dad! Do you know how many wolves Brother Dazhuang brought back?"

Li Chunyan, enveloped in a chill, burrowed into the room, burying her hands under the straw mat on the kang (heated brick bed) because of the cold. Her face glowed, and she spoke with great enthusiasm.

"Guess! Dad, guess!"

Ye Youliang, "..."

Ye Dali quickly nudged his wife and said, "Yan'er, didn't we tell your father when we were catching the carriage back?"

"Oh dear, you're right, look at my memory!"

Li Chunyan grinned, beaming, and said, "I was so happy!"

At this moment, the joy in her heart was like the water of Baotu Spring, gushing out uncontrollably.

Killing six wolves was secondary.

The important thing is that she watched Ye Qingqing beat that wicked old man, the village head, until he was like a stray dog, tucked his tail between his legs and slunk away.

It gave her and her whole family a good venting of their anger, how could she not be happy!

I used to think that Er Yatou was arrogant, but only with her own family. In front of that Fang kid, she was like a dough ball, completely at his mercy.

Now that Er Yatou has turned her guns on the bad guys, that's really exciting!

Ye Qingqing came over with a smile, "Dad, Brother Dazhuang killed six wolves. You definitely can't handle them all by yourself tomorrow. Let your brother find two butchers to help."

"Okay, you handle it."

Ye Youliang looked at her daughter with a smile, feeling indescribably proud. She then waved to Ye Dazhuang, who was standing quietly in the corner.

"Dazhuang, come here, it'll be warm on the kang. You'll have to squeeze in with me tonight, we'll go back in a couple of days after the woodshed is finished."

"Um."

Ye Dazhuang casually agreed, "It's not a problem, it's warm in my uncle's house."

"You must be hungry after a long night?"

Li Chunyan said with a smile,

"I told Sanya to keep the leftover steamed buns, pork, and cabbage warm on the stove. Let's just grab something quick and go to bed early. We'll kill the wolves tomorrow!"

To be honest, Ye Qingqing was actually a little hungry. By the time her sister-in-law and Ye Cuicui brought the food up, she had already taken off her shoes and sat cross-legged in front of the kang table.

The group wolfed down their food, and found that this meal, eaten in the middle of the night, tasted better than any of their three meals during the day.

Nothing happened that night. Ye Dali had no other skills, but he was an expert at gathering firewood on the mountain.

He lit a charcoal fire early in the morning to warm the kang (a heated brick bed) in his two younger sisters' room. The kang was warm, and the room was incredibly cozy.

Ye Qingqing slept soundly.

The next morning, as expected, I was woken up early by the lively sounds coming from the courtyard.

The villagers were concerned about his family building a woodshed and killing wolves, so everyone who could come helped.

No one came empty-handed. Those who had firewood brought it, and those who didn't brought their own pots and pans. They might also bring a couple of cabbages or a bowl of pickled vegetables.

There's no need to greet them when they arrive. The men do their jobs, and the women do theirs. They chat and laugh so loudly they could lift the roof off the Ye family's dilapidated house.

Ye Youliang, wearing a brand-new thick coat, sat under the eaves, chatting with everyone with a smile.

Looking around, among a sea of ​​patched-up cotton-padded coats, his family's new cotton-padded coats stood out.

Large chunks of pork hung from the roof beams, and six wolves lay on the ground. Ye Youliang tugged uncomfortably at his new coat, feeling like he was practically a wealthy landlord.

"Clang..."

The shimmering divination sticks appeared before my eyes, and after a few shakes, golden characters appeared:

[Minor misfortune: Encounter a trap on the road; the carriage may become stuck. Be careful to prevent damage to the horses.]

[Middle Ominous Sign: Petty people are secretly causing trouble; officials are extorting money and goods under the table. Their motives are clear; do not argue to avoid imprisonment.]

[Extremely ominous: Bears are known to roam the North Peak; provoking them could be fatal.]

The first thing I do when I open my eyes is to look up today's divination slips.

I was originally going to town today to sell wolf pelts and wild boar meat, to see if there was anything profitable there.

As soon as the fortune slip was drawn, Ye Qingqing's still somewhat muddled mind immediately cleared, and she blurted out a vulgar curse, "Holy shit?"

No way, no way!

I didn't check the almanac today, and three ominous signs appeared all at once, warning me of imprisonment. Is this a death sentence?

Forget about the ominous sign; if she doesn't go looking for a bear, the bear probably won't have time to bother with her anyway.

But what does it mean that the horses were damaged, that there was treachery by villains, and that officials were forcibly collecting taxes?

"You scoundrel..."

Ye Qingqing frowned. The first thing that came to her mind was the village head and his wife. Those two shameless old bastards who had given birth to children had not only failed to trick her last night, but had also gotten a beating from her. They were going to get revenge!

Aside from the two of them, Ye Qingqing really couldn't think of anyone in Kaoshantun who deserved the title of "scoundrel".

Those who follow the village head and his wife around like pawns are, at best, just stupid.

No, I need to think carefully about today's divination slip.

She raised her hand to rest her head, her brain, which had just regained consciousness, spinning rapidly...

Countless characters floated through her mind, and soon, she keenly gleaned some information from the minor and medium-sized ominous fortune slips.

The trap was dug by people, with the aim of destroying his family's horses. Who in Kaoshantun was most envious and jealous of his family's horses?

If a villain causes trouble and can even incite officials to extort money or goods, which could lead to imprisonment, then this villain must have something in common with the officials to be able to drive them to cause trouble at his home!

There is only one person who matches both criteria: the village head!

The village head was appointed by the government and was the lowest-level manager in charge of managing the village on behalf of the government.

Although he was not an official and did not receive a regular salary, he was a semi-official, semi-commoner, and only he could come into contact with officials.

The village head had been envious of her family for a long time, and only he could secretly find familiar officials to sabotage the Ye family.

As for forced requisitions and extortions, they are nothing unusual for ordinary people.

If officials wanted to collect silver, they didn't even need to bring any documents. They could just put any name on it and come to collect it. If they refused, it was considered defying the government, and they would be arrested.