Having said that, Mrs. Ji felt grateful for the village chief's kindness in taking them in, so she had no choice but to agree.

However, she said, "Village Chief, we will leave on time tomorrow. If we stay a moment longer, we will bear more risks. We hope that the villagers who want to go with us will be on time."

"This is natural!" The village chief agreed repeatedly: "Big sister! Your family is the benefactor of our entire Niutou Village. I would like to thank you on behalf of Niutou Village."

With that said, the village chief was about to kneel down to thank him, but was stopped by Ji Liangqing next to him:

"Village chief, it doesn't have to be like this! This is what it should be!"

"No, this is all because of your good intentions!" The village chief was not ignorant of praise and said on his own initiative:

"Sister, I promise you, if anyone dares to run around without obeying the instructions, we will drive him out! I will not hold you back!"

Mrs. Ji agreed.

The village chief thanked him deeply and left. After watching the village chief's back disappear, Mrs. Ji asked Ji Liangqing:

"Did the fangs in the city tell me how long it will take to come?"

Ji Liangqing told her last night that an employer in Yaxing had indeed mentioned buying a house recently, and the price they wanted was not high. Upon hearing this, the Yaxian happily agreed to help them match up the house.

The reason why she agreed to the village chief's offer was also because the house was not sold.

It's so late today, obviously it can't be sold.

It would be a good thing to be able to sell the house tomorrow and make the village chief owe their family a favor.

Not all people will survive when they escape, but it is always a good thing to have good friends.

"Mom, Wang Yaren said, it's either this afternoon or tonight." Ji Liangqing hurriedly replied.

The price he gave was very low, so there were always buyers no matter what. But in order to get a better commission, Wang Ya must choose the one with a higher price.

Mrs. Ji then nodded.

*

Every household in the village was grinding grain and packing things. Wu Xiuhong didn't sleep well last night and went out for a walk early in the morning.

She felt unhappy all the time.

The village chief and the Ji family just said it casually, do these fools really believe it?

With a little disdain and fear, she walked around the village and saw smoke rising from every household.

Now is not the time to eat, so everyone is obviously preparing dry food.

She stopped at Aunt Zhang's house, and it happened that Aunt Zhang went out to bake steamed buns in the yard.

Wu Xiuhong's eyes lit up when she saw the soft steamed buns.

Aunt Zhang, however, had never looked down upon her, so she curled her lips and said:

"Wu Xiuhong, why did you come to my door if you didn't go home and help me get dry food?"

"I'm warning you, today is different from the past. Now it's life-saving food. If you dare to come in, I'll tear your mouth to pieces!"

At the end of the sentence, Aunt Zhang already had a hint of warning in her mouth.

"It's just nonsense from the village chief and the Ji family. Do you really believe it?" Wu Xiuhong rolled her eyes: "They are just here to lie to you."

"Forget it if you don't believe it, don't you allow others to believe it?" Aunt Zhang said impatiently: "We are leaving tomorrow, and your family will have no food by then, so don't ask others to borrow it!"

"What?" Wu Xiuhong panicked, her eyes widened, "Do you really want to leave tomorrow?"

She thought the village chief was joking, but now she saw smoke coming out of every house, and Aunt Zhang, who was the most well-informed, said so, and she really started to panic.

"What's the point of lying to you?" Aunt Zhang frowned, "Your family really doesn't make food?"

Wu Xiuhong was so flustered that before she could reply, she saw Aunt Zhang's daughter-in-law coming out of the kitchen carrying another basket of steamed buns.

Thinking that my family had not prepared anything, I was in no mood, so I turned around and ran home.

When I got home, I saw that the grain bags were all bottomed out.

Wu Xiuhong was so angry that her heart ached and she cursed in the courtyard for a long time before her three sons slowly came out of the room.

"Mom, what are you doing so early in the morning?" her eldest son Ma Xianjun asked impatiently.

Wu Xiuhong explained quickly, took out three taels of silver from her arms, and one of her sons gave one tael:

"You three, don't be idle. Go to the city to buy some food! I think the village chief and the others really want to leave."

She had saved this money by plundering Li Cuihua's private money, and she had never been willing to take it out.

But things are different now. I don’t have anything at home, so I can’t wait to die here.

The three sons of the Ma family are all very lazy and are not happy with their mother's orders.

However, after weighing the heavy weight in their hands, the three brothers all had strange expressions on their faces as they thought of something.

They finally agreed and went out pretty quickly.

Wu Xiuhong didn't think much about it. She just thought that her sons knew that it was urgent and were busy going out to purchase food.

Little did they know that the first thing the three brothers who had never had any money in their hands did not go to the city to buy food, but ran into a gambling house.

*

At the village head's house, Zhao Chuanyong has a clever mind. After all, he has been shopping for mountain goods for many years, and the prices he buys are cheap and affordable.

Their family has a small population, and the things they buy are enough to feed the family for a month.

The village chief's wife ordered some of the grain he bought, and finally felt relieved.

The village chief looked behind him and saw that no one was following him. A flash of disappointment flashed in his eyes:

"Didn't you go to Qingshan Academy and tell your brother about this?"

After a pause, he asked again.

Zhao Chuanyong's originally joyful face flashed with a hint of complexity.

He looked at his father with a complicated expression, then looked at where they were now, and said to the village chief:

"Dad, let's go into the house and talk."

The village chief didn't think much, and the family quickly entered the house.

At this time, without waiting for the village chief to say anything, Zhao Chuanyong knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.

Even the village chief's wife couldn't stop him.

"You stupid kid! Why can't you just tell me something directly? Are you going to make your parents feel bad for you?"

The village chief's wife said anxiously.

The village chief's eyes trembled: "Is it the boss..."

"Dad!" Zhao Chuanyong's eyes were firm:

"After I bought the food, I went to Qingshan Academy. After some inquiries, I found out that my eldest brother stopped working at the academy more than half a month ago!"

"Ah? Then where did he go?" The village chief's wife was stunned.

"I asked the gatekeeper, and he said that my eldest brother got a wine recipe and presented it to a nobleman from the city. The nobleman was very happy! When he was promoted, my eldest brother went with him!"

As soon as these words came out, the whole family was dumbfounded.

Wine recipe?

Where did their family get their wine recipe?

Zhao Chuanliang could only read, so where did he get the recipe?

Mrs. Ji told him some time ago that the boss did not return to the city that night when he had a quarrel with their family, but went to Ji's house to stay temporarily.

Thinking of this, the village chief's fingers trembled and his eyes widened.

He was breathing rapidly and could hardly stand. The whole family was so frightened that they quickly helped him sit down on the kang next to him.

"Old man!" The village chief's wife also understood, with tears in her eyes: "Don't be angry with yourself."


Chapter completed!