The best girl traveled through time and took the system to escape.

Song Bai of the Song family guarded the two guys on the tree, while the others returned to the house to rest.

After what happened just now, the Song family only brought two quilts into the house and put the other things on the bullock cart in the yard.

Song Nan, Fang Peilan and Dou Xiaomei sleep in the same bed.

Mr. and Mrs. Song and Liu share a bed.

Song Huai took the two little ones to bed.

The other two rooms in the house were freed up for the family of Patriarch Song.

The Liu family also vacated a room for those whose houses were burned to rest.

The fire just now really made everyone very tired. Some people from the Song clan lay on the bed and tossed and turned, unable to sleep. As soon as they closed their eyes, there was a sea of ​​fire.

Others only dared to sleep lightly.

By the pond on the mountain, Yu Jia and others didn't wait until the two men who poured oil and set fire came back, and they were very anxious.

"Brother Jiazi, you said they won't burn to death, right? I just heard a loud noise on the mountainside."

Yu Jia took a sip of the wine beside him and murmured to himself: "It's better to be burned to death, but I'm afraid they will be caught..."

The oil was brought from his house in the middle of the night, and it was also his idea to set the fire.If those two guys were caught instead of dead, they would definitely shake him out!

They usually fight little things, but those officials turn a blind eye.

If today's matter was reported to the police, the ignorant county magistrate might still take care of it...

In fact, when the two men went down with the oil drum, Yu Jia regretted it and was worried about causing death.But what he said has been released, and so many brothers are listening. If he temporarily regrets it, will anyone listen to his words in the future?

"It's okay, it's definitely okay!"

"If those two guys are caught, I have a way to silence them!"

"Uncle will definitely help me! I am the only male in our family!"

Yu Jia hypnotized himself and drank another large bowl of wine.

Fortunately, he didn't listen to these guys and just drink the wine, otherwise he wouldn't even have to drink now!

In the morning, it was bright.

Song Bai, who had been guarding outside for most of the night, was doing a set of boxing in the open space. Next to him was Song Hao, who was lifted up from the bed to exercise with him.

Song Hao yawned, but his limbs remained motionless in a squatting position.

Because if he moves, his father's stick will come to greet him.

"Dad, how long will it take?"

"It's going to be quick. You can squat a little more. You can stop when your milk starts to come out."

"Oh……"

Song Shan and the others were already used to this scene.

No matter it was windy or raining along the way, Song Bai had to take his son out early in the morning to squat on horseback and box.

At the beginning, everyone felt it was new and they followed it for a while, but later on they couldn't hold on anymore and everyone did what they were supposed to do.

They didn't expect that little guy Song Hao could persist for so long. Could it be because both his parents were thick-boned and had good abilities?

No wonder they can't hold on.

If Song Hao knew what they were thinking, he would definitely complain.

Is this something he wants to do without practicing?

Didn't you see a stick placed at his father's feet?What is this stick used for?

In addition to practicing stick skills, I just beat him!

He has the idea of ​​not practicing, but he doesn’t have the courage not to practice!

I don't know how long it took, but Song Haodu's legs were shaking for a long time before he saw his breasts walking out of the yard.

at last!

Song Hao stopped his strength and collapsed on the ground.

"Get up!" Song Bai mercilessly kicked him on the butt: "You just finished practicing and lie down. Do you still want these legs?"

"Milk! Look at my dad!"

Using his last bit of strength, Song Hao finally summoned him.

Unfortunately, his milk was not on his side.

"Get up and move around quickly, or you'll be sore for a few days again." Fang Peilan didn't mind that Song Hao was covered in sweat, so she grabbed his arms and lifted him up.

Accepting his fate, Song Hao moved around with trembling hands and feet.

When he finally stopped sweating, he immediately ran to the river, took water from the river and poured it on himself.

Several women on the other side of the river who brought a basin of dirty clothes to wash saw it and immediately started gossiping.

"Hey, whose child is this? Coming to take a bath so early in the morning?"

"I've never seen him before. He's not from Quanshui Village, right?"

"No, didn't you say yesterday that someone was assigned to our village? You two went to the county seat. If you didn't meet, they lived in the house on the other side." A younger, fat woman explained to the two people.

The yellow-faced woman who spoke first said in surprise: "Is there someone living on the other side of the river? No wonder I saw heavy smoke there last night and thought I had hit something. I was so scared that I immediately went back to the house!"

She called Song Hao with a curious look on her face: "Hey! Child! What delicious food did you prepare last night? Did you smoke so much?"

Song Hao looked left and right and saw only a few of them.

So this aunt is asking him?

"We were getting something to eat last night, but the house was on fire and we put out the smoke from the fire."

After Song Hao finished speaking, the women across from him suddenly became lively.

"Did you damage the house? My mother!"

After hearing this, the fat young woman almost threw her clothes into the river and hurriedly bent down to pick them up.

"If you've been bitten by your mother, please go home and talk to the village chief! We'll keep an eye on your clothes so they won't be lost!"

"Yes, fat aunt, we are watching. You go find the village chief grandpa."

"Then I'll trouble you." The fat aunt put the clothes in the basin, turned around and ran back.

The two women were left washing clothes by the river, staring at Song Hao on the other side, as if he was the God of Wealth.

"Do you know which house was burned? Tell the aunts."

"They're all burned, several of them are gone." Song Hao didn't know what she meant, so he had to answer truthfully.

"It's all burned?! My mother! How much do you have to pay for this?"

"Who knows if they have any money to compensate? A group of people fleeing from famine, how much money can they have? I'm afraid they won't even be able to get out a tael of silver."

Hearing the two people asking them to pay compensation, Song Hao quickly waved his hands: "No, it wasn't us who burned the house. It was the bad guys on the mountain who burned it. They were arrested, and they should pay the compensation. We also put out the fire, and some The house is fine!"

"What?! The bad guys on the mountain? Are they the people from Quanshui Village?! They actually came down the mountain?!"

"People from Quanshui Village beat our men and burned down our houses? Do they really think that we people from Taojia Village are easy to bully?!"

The two women suddenly stood up and ran back.

One of the women even shouted: "Little guy, look at some clothes for us! Come back and I'll give you something to eat!"

"Ah? But I have to go back for breakfast..." Song Hao looked at the three pots of clothes on the other side, and there was no one else around. "

"No one is watching, and the clothes will be lost."

Song Hao walked across the bridge step by step, moved three pots of clothes to the shore, and squatted on the edge waiting for the three aunts to come back.