How unlucky...

During the day, a group of people suddenly came to the entrance of Youhan Village.

Those big girls and wives who were picking mushrooms at the foot of the mountain were really paying attention.

Even Zuo Xiaomai took sweet water and took a look at it after hearing the sound.

Because Zuo Li was taking away some of the strong men with great reputation in our village, the strong men went to deliver tax food. Before leaving, he really told me that the murder had just happened.

Although we all know that it is only because of the actions. In the future, we should forgive others when we are doing things.

But they were also a little alert, after all, people were dead.

Someone goes back and forth, and if something is wrong, he will quickly call the men at home to come out and see. Don’t be like a fool, letting people enter the village casually. He is like a mute, and doesn’t even ask questions.

In short, he has not been at home for a few days, and hopes that the villagers will be exempted from any matters that they visit and ask him less trouble.

With this kind of advice, the villagers who visit Han Village are naturally more careful than usual when entering the village entrance.

Some of the aunts who are well-known, when they meet someone who is in the village, they will really ask: "Which village are you going to? Ah, you go to Shijing Village, then you guys walk by the fields, don't enter our village."

So, when such a group of people enter the village, the villagers who go to the cold village should have asked questions too.

But this time, none of them dared to say anything.

It was because the group of people who came were all wearing the clothes of yamen runners.

Who can think more about this image? Who dares to ask?

It was designated that the king and Laizi died again, and many people from the county sent to catch the mute.

At most, the villagers dare to complain in their hearts:

It's so slow that I've run away long ago and I'm not sure what to do. Who else can I come to me?

The more people come, the more unlucky it will be.

I heard from the people in Dawang Village that these yamen runners have to feed and live in farmers' homes, and every household in Dawang Village has to collect food.

Then they came in groups of three or two. Before they could catch the mute, the villages were about to collect food together.

Moreover, the villages are not afraid to go out and offend these people.

If I really want to raise the grain, I will ask everyone to raise the grain.

You can't go to the county government to complain because the yamen runners handle the case and eat some food for the people, right? That's crazy? Do you want to end your life?

Besides, it is impossible for each village to offend that person, and they are all considered as the official, so they are not short of the food they can get.

So, no matter when, the unlucky ones will always be ordinary villagers who have not caused disasters and caused trouble. What do you think has to do with everyone? Alas.

When the villagers of Youhan Village saw these yamen runners entering the village, they sighed and turned to continue working because of the above mentality.

Zuo Xiaomai was holding his little niece in front and carrying a basket of mushrooms behind her back. She quickly lowered her head to find the pig and drove the pig lamb home.

During the day, the matter of this large group of people entering the village was like a gust of wind, and it passed as soon as it blew, and no one took it seriously.

The villagers who visited Han Village, including those who saw this group of people in other villages, did not expect that the group of people became "ghosts" at night.

As soon as the yamen runner took off his clothes, he was covered in black.

These "ghosts" travel between villages on dark nights with smoke that can fascinate people.

...

Zhu family.

Zhu Xingde's eldest brother Zhu Xingchang was awake, and he wanted to get up to pick up his grandfather's urine.

Since the family has regained their "reconciliation".

There was no more separation. Who should be the grandfather be in charge and who should not be in charge.

In addition to eating Dezi's food, my grandfather can also say that whoever has the energy is in charge of life is now.

Today, the third brother was tired after moving backward for a day, and the second brother's finger was broken, so Boss Zhu took the initiative to say that he would sleep with his master tonight and urinate for him in the middle of the night.

But at this time, Zhu Xingchang felt that he could not get up, as if he was weak all over.

Before he fainted, he thought to himself: Emma, ​​his headache seems to have been repeated again. Otherwise, how could he be confused like this? This is not right.

Mr. Zhu, who was lying beside Zhu Xingchang, was even more fumigated by the drug that was passing through the window paper. His hand was holding the bell and putting it beside the kang, and it drooped down. The bell fell to the ground.

I haven't peeded on the kang for a long time, and my illness is a little cured. I suddenly lost consciousness and wet my mattress.

As for the situation in other houses of the Zhu family, they are basically the same.

Mixiang entered the house. After a while, the medicinal properties rose. All the people on the kang were fascinated and didn't know anything.

Zhu Xingde's second sister-in-law Sun was sleeping in a small dress at night, and was seen by a masked man in black who entered the house.

After these people entered the house, they began to search.

How come the Zhu family has no maps?

There is not much paper with words.

Yes, this family doesn’t like reading. They used to have a book about palmisme reading, but they were taken away by left-handed men.

Of course, this group of men in black did not find the map, so they only found the bag of money that the Zhu family had put. This was all the silver coins of the Zhu family's division and the big house.

There are also the money stolen by the three daughters-in-law of the Zhu family, which saved very little by little, many of which were copper coins and the five taels of orchids.

"No, withdraw."

Several men in black who were in charge of coming to the Zhu family took all the silver hairpins that the second daughter-in-law of the Zhu family, Sun's mother's house, took them away and retreated quickly.

The Zhu family's house is big.

On weekdays, big things have great benefits, and you can build several corn buildings, which looks really generous.

And now it's bad, it's too big.

In order to gain more land, the Zhu family's back garden wanted to calculate how many acres of land they had to add together, which was ten acres of land, so big and wide. The Zhu family's house also had one end, but there was no one on one side, and it was all the Zhu family's vegetable fields. This vegetable field was the village's path.

If there are neighbors on both sides, no matter where the wall is climbed, there may be at least some noise.

This is a good thing. These people can turn in and run away without any effort.

These people were still unwilling to accept it. They ran to the small road outside and spat in the direction of the Zhu family:

"That big house, with only a little money added up, isn't enough for us to go to Chunyuan to play last time. This is enough to find three wives, and it will be so bad. How can we divide it then?"

"That's right, I'd known to have robbed the Luo family. There was only an old woman who was easy to deal with. I heard that the family is very wealthy."

...

Luo family.

Mrs. Luo was at home alone.

She was not tired today, and many of her work was over. She couldn't sleep while lying on the kang, so she loved to think about the east and west.

This person is just a naughty person.

If you are tired after working too much during the day, you will have nothing to do with it. You are so tired that you can just lie on the kang and fall asleep without knowing anything.

But there is not so much life. Mrs. Luo is still suffering from wealth and honor, and she will be sleepless tonight.

At the beginning, she weaved baskets in the middle of the night. Isn’t it possible to get some hard money by weaving one more? Even if she doesn’t make money, it’s very good to use them at home. If she doesn’t do these messy little tasks, no one at home will do them.

As she was weaving, she looked at the oil lamp and was stingy, thinking: This is not cost-effective. How many copper plates can you earn by selling a basket? How much does it cost to use lamp oil? Besides, it will cost you.

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