"You deserve it if you kneel down. Why, you want to steal my wheat, why can't I punish you?" Ye Yuran said, "I didn't hit you, and I didn't scold you. I think I was very polite to you."

"Is this polite?" Jiang Yousheng was surprised.

Ye Yuran said: "Didn't you ask for my name before you stole my wheat? When I'm rude, I always use a knife."

Jiang Yousheng suddenly felt a little cold on his neck because he thought of those terrible rumors - it was said that the old godly woman was always ready to use a kitchen knife.

He swallowed and did not dare to speak.

Zhu Da and Zhu Er came carrying baskets.

After they sent Mr. Zhu to see the doctor, they returned home and saw the women busy at work. When they asked, they found out that the wheat at home was about to be harvested. Without saying a word, they took care of the guy and ran over to help.

"Mom, if you want to harvest wheat, why don't you tell us and we will help you too."

"Dad, what did the doctor say?" Ye Yuran saw them and asked Old Man Zhu by the way.

"What else can I say? Just say that my father has lost a lot of blood and needs to eat something good and take good care of himself." Zhu Damai replied dully.

"No medicine prescribed?"

"No." Zhu Da said, "My father refused to let me do it. He said it was a waste of money. He also said that the herbs given by Uncle Zhu Jia were very effective. He could just use that without spending any money."

Ye Yuran was speechless: "He didn't even care about such a big wound. He didn't even want to die? The doctor didn't say anything?"

"The doctor said the herbs given by Uncle Zhu Jia are effective, just use that one."

"Okay, if the doctor says so, let's use that one. I'll invite Uncle Zhu Jia to let our family have dinner tonight. You can send the wheat back later and tell them to cook for one more person."

"Yes, mother."

…

Although there were quite a few people helping out, Ye Yuran couldn't invite everyone to his house. After all, the family only had so much land and limited food, so it was unrealistic to invite so many people to eat.

However, she also expressed her gratitude to them verbally and said that the next time her daughter-in-law went to Zhu's house to buy tofu, she would tell Mrs. Li that it would not count.

She couldn't afford to treat her to a meal, but she could still afford to treat her to a piece of tofu.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhu."

"Aunt Zhu, if it's okay, I'll just help you."

Several young people were a little shy when she praised them like this, and smiled sheepishly.

Old man Zhu did not expect that his winter wheat would be harvested just like this. Looking at the burdens carried by his sons, he sighed.

"I thought I could keep it for a few more days. Look, the seedlings are still very green."

"It's no longer green, you can harvest it," Uncle Zhu Jia took a look and said, "In those bad years, in order to harvest, there are more people than this green harvest."

While they were talking, several sons of the Zhu family had already started a fight and started threshing millet.

"This is Ye's Fangdou, right? The one in your house was probably made by a woodcarpenter. It looks strong at first sight." Zhu Jia looked at the things in Old Man Zhu's house with envy.

Although he also had one at home, it was a temporary bed board made of wooden boards, so he had to make do with it.

Hearing what he said, Old Man Zhu felt a little proud, so he boasted about how powerful his old woman was. She worked with a carpenter in business and built a leaf-type curved shaft plow. When the woodcarpenter was happy, he made one

Fang Dou gave it to their family.

"It's still new. It's the first time I've used it. The one I used at home last year was also made of wood."

"No wonder it looks strangely new."

…

When Old Man Zhu was selecting Zhu Jia in the front yard, Jiang Yousheng was brought to the backyard by Ye Yuran's two sons.

On the way back, Jiang Yousheng's hands and feet were untied and not tied together, but when they arrived at Zhu's house, they were tied up again.

When Jiang Yousheng saw that he was going to be kidnapped, he quickly shouted: "Aunt Zhu, wait a minute, you ask me a question first. Which interrogation company arrests and kidnaps prisoners without questioning them? Even if you want to tie them up, you can't always make me kneel down.

Are you tied up?"

Ye Yuran looked calm and said: "I have a lot of housework and don't have time to watch you. Kneeling and binding can prevent you from escaping."

Not far away, Zhu Bamei, Lin Sanmei, and Lin Simei were lying on the corner watching the fun.

Zhu Bamei murmured in a low voice: "You haven't seen it before, have you? My mother is very powerful. Usually she just talks fiercely, but this is the real fierceness."

Lin Sanmei and Lin Simei nodded, deeply agreeing.

——Well, Aunt Zhu can even use a knife, so where is she?

Jiang Yousheng complained: "Aunt Zhu, I just stole a few handfuls of wheat and let you catch me, and I didn't do anything harmful to nature. How about you?"

You have taken back the wheat, why not let me go?

I really know that I was wrong, Aunt Zhu, please. I have lost my father and my mother since I was a child. I grew up eating the food of hundreds of families. My life is miserable. I..."

Speaking of the latter part, Jiang Yousheng began to suffer miserably.

It's a pity that the "miserable" that is useful in front of everyone came to Ye Yuran, but it just didn't stir up any waves.

The old god was there and asked Zhu Si and Zhu Wu, who wanted to watch the fun, to bring a chair over and sit there, watching Jiang Yousheng "sing a big show".

Jiang Yousheng continued to act, but couldn't continue: "Aunt Zhu, you...why are you like this?"

"How am I doing? Aren't you going to sing an opera? Keep going, I'm watching." Ye Yuran raised her chin.

"Aunt Zhu, what do you want?" Jiang Yousheng gritted his teeth.

In all his life, and being caught so many times, he has never encountered such a difficult old woman.

He thought that Aunt Zhu would only beat him a few times and then let him go. But when they were in the field, they tied him up and ignored him and let him bask in the sun all morning.

Forget it, you brought him back in the middle of the day, but you still wanted to tie him up and throw him into the backyard?

Oh my God, if this continues to be exposed, won’t he become a human?

"What do I want to do, or do you want to do something?" Ye Yuran knew clearly in her heart that this kid had probably lost his patience a long time ago, otherwise he would not talk to her again and again.

Huh! His mouth was so strict in front of that group of people, like a clam shell. She thought that no matter how tough his mouth was, it was nothing more than that.

"I...I didn't think about anything, I just wanted to steal a few handfuls of wheat..."

"Then what?"

"Didn't you get caught then?" Jiang Yousheng's eyes wandered, as if he was a thief with a guilty conscience.

"What happens next?" Ye Yuran continued to ask.

"What and then?"

Ye Yuran smiled lightly and said, "How is my reputation at the foot of Taidang Mountain?"

Jiang Yousheng did not dare to say a word.

Doesn’t she know how famous this old godly woman is?

If he wants to say it, she won't skin him alive, right?

"You can tell by the look on your face that I must have a bad reputation and be very difficult to deal with. Since I am so difficult to deal with, who gave you the courage to steal my wheat?" Ye Yuran said tightly.

Stared into his eyes.

Jiang Yousheng's heart suffocated, he felt like he was being seen through, and he became a little scared: "What can I borrow or not... Aunt Zhu, what are you talking about? I can't understand why."

"Fourth, go to the kitchen and help me get a knife." Ye Yuran's face turned cold and she stopped talking nonsense to him and called Zhu Si directly.

Zhu Si saw it wonderfully and quickly responded: "Yes, mother."

Without saying anything, he turned around and went out to get a kitchen knife.

When Jiang Yousheng heard this, he was a little scared and quickly shouted: "Hey, wait a minute, Zhu Si, come back..."
Chapter completed!