The next day, Mr. Xiang had someone beat a gong to notify the whole village of a meeting.

"Every household, listen up. We will hold a meeting in front of the ancestral hall immediately. Every household must go there, no mistakes!"

This was the first time for Xiang Ci to see the gong being played to open a conference, so he dragged Xiang Ling to watch the fun. Because he came early, he got a good spot.

When almost all the people standing in the open space of the ancestral hall were gone, Mr. Xiang said: "This time, we are talking about the rice in our village. After the rice in our village matures early, your relatives and friends want to buy it. I understand this."

The villagers are also worried about this matter. They are all relatives and friends. It would be too stingy not to give it.

Come on, I didn’t speak upright, and I was afraid of getting into trouble, so I was struggling.

Now Arili is holding a meeting to talk about this matter, and everyone is relieved.

Although Mr. Xiang is sixty-one years old, he is still energetic and full of energy: "If you want grain seeds, you can, but you are not allowed to sell them. You can only exchange ten pounds of rice for one pound of grain seeds."

Ten kilograms of rice are exchanged for one kilogram of grain seeds, which is cheap. After all, the grain grains this time are different.

Everyone was in an uproar when they heard this.

One villager asked: "Li Zheng, what do you mean by not selling?"

In fact, everyone understood it, but they still had to confirm whether it was what they understood.

Mr. Xiang's face was serious: "No selling means that no matter how much money others pay, you are not allowed to sell this rice. If the other party wants grain seeds, then use rice in exchange."

This time it was made very clear that no money was required, but rice could only be exchanged for grain seeds.

The villagers looked at me and I looked at you. They had no idea why Li Zheng said this.

Isn’t the purpose of growing rice just to sell it? Why are you still saying that you can’t sell it no matter how much money you make?

What's the point if you can only exchange it for rice.

Mr. Xiang didn't give instructions again after finishing his words like he did before. Instead, he just left with his hands behind his back, as if he was an unfilial descendant and I don't care about your attitude.

The villagers looked at Mr. Xiang who was leaving with his hands behind his back, with expressions of horror and confusion on their faces.

If Mr. Xiang warned them again and again, maybe they would secretly sell it for some money.

But now Mr. Xiang looked like he didn't care, which frightened them so much that they didn't dare to mess around.

For a moment, the atmosphere was a bit weird and depressing. You looked at me and I looked at you, neither of them dared to discuss this matter anymore.

However, after they returned home, they told the truth to their relatives and friends who came to help: "You just heard that the grain seeds are not for sale, but they can be exchanged for rice."

Relatives and friends were very angry: "I brought all the money. What's this? I'll give you the money and you go to town to buy rice. Isn't that the same thing?"

The villagers sneered twice: "It's different."

As for what's different, he doesn't know. He only knows that if he is disobedient and Li Zheng doesn't care about him, it will be equivalent to the Little Seventh Fairy not caring about him, and then he will live a miserable life.

He doesn't want to be the worst offender, so the grain seeds cannot be sold.

Relatives and friends leave cursing, and if they don’t sell them, you can still rob them, so you can only go home and exchange them for rice. Fortunately, it’s not very expensive. Ten pounds of rice can be exchanged for one pound of grain seeds, which is acceptable.

It's just that what Xiang Lizheng did was not honest. Next time, I have to let my family teach Xiang Lizheng, this nosy old man, a lesson.

Xiang Ci felt happy after listening to what his grandfather said. His grandfather did a good job.

Money is useful now, but when severe drought and cold come, money will be useless. What is useful is food. Bartering is the best way to hoard food. This is what you have to do.

Xiang Ci's eyebrows were flying as she talked about her grandfather's strength. A person suddenly jumped out in front of her, almost frightening her. When she saw the other person's face clearly, she said in surprise: "Third Aunt!"

The one who blocked the road was Ms. Hong. She was newly dressed and had a silver hairpin in her hair. She looked better than the one she had in the Xiang family. Her arrogant look was two points better than the fox who pretended to be powerful.

Xiang Ling stopped in front of Xiang Ci and looked at Hong with a cold face: "What are you doing here?"

Hong's mouth curled up, with a face full of disgust for this daughter: "You think I'm here to find you, I'm here to find Binbin."

Xiang Ling's younger brother Xiang Xinbin, nine years old, attends a private school in the village and is the best in the village. Everyone says he is expected to become a scholar.

Xiang Ling frowned: "You didn't come alone?"

Hong, who was so arrogant just now, lowered his head in an instant and rolled his eyes wildly: "You don't care how many of my people are here."

After saying that, she ran away.

Xiang Ling chased after Hong with a cold face, and Xiang Ci also hurriedly chased after him.

Hong didn’t come alone, so what about the people who came with her?

Hong couldn't run fast and was caught by Xiang Ling after only a few steps.

Hong was angry and kept struggling to escape from Xiang Mo's claws: "Damn girl, let me go quickly. I am your mother. If you dare to attack me, be careful that God will kill you."

Xiang Ling's face was cold, and he let her scold him, holding her back collar and heading home: "I'm looking for grandpa."

Upon hearing this, Hong quickly begged for mercy: "No, no, no, don't go home. Your brother is in the woods in front of you, and Yingjun is with him."

Xiang Ling couldn't help but sneer: "Why, your nephew can't beat me, so he beats your son instead? Are you willing to let your nephew beat your son?"

Mrs. Hong sighed: "Don't talk nonsense. My nephew will not beat my son. You think everyone is as vicious as you."

Xiang Ling didn't say anything anymore. No matter how much he said, he could not change his status as low as mud in Hong's heart.

Hong cursed a few words, but when Xiang Ling didn't talk back, she didn't bother to scold her. Instead, she looked at Xiang Ci: "Xiao Ci, please don't follow our family's affairs. Go back quickly."

The more Xiang Ci was asked to go back quickly, the more Xiang Ci felt that something was going on inside.

Xiang Ling thought the same way. She was also afraid that Xiang Ci would follow and hurt her by mistake, so she hurriedly said, "Go back first."

Xiang Ci, who had been walking nonstop just now, stopped immediately: "Then I'll call the eldest brother and the second brother to help you."

"It's okay." Xiang Ling responded, "I can handle it."

As for those people in the Hong family who were greedy for life and fearful of death, she was not afraid of them, and she didn't even take a breath after beating them.

Xiang Ci didn't follow anymore, and stood there watching Xiang Ling pull Hong's collar towards the woods before turning around and running home.

After just two steps, he saw Binbin being carried on the shoulders of a big man and running towards the woods behind him.

There is a mountain behind Xiangjia Village, and there is a forest to the west, with the front forest on top and the back forest on the bottom.

Mrs. Hong said that Binbin was in the woods in front, but at this time Binbin was carried to the woods in the back. Judging from the way his hands were swaying, he must have been fainted.

I strangled him, was Binbin kidnapped?

At this time, everyone went home to discuss exchanging grain seeds. There was no one on the road or in the fields, and it was impossible to call for help.

If Binbin was kidnapped because of her cowardice and not following him, she would never forgive herself in her life.

Xiang Ci shouted Xiang Ling's name and rushed towards the woods behind him.

As soon as he entered the back woods, Xiang Ci understood that this was a plan to lure the tiger away from the mountain.

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