After the locust disaster, my fairy reincarnation identity was exposed

Mr. Xiang patted Hong Lizheng on the shoulder: "Li Zheng, who thinks about the people, must be a good father."

Hong Lizheng almost took action. This was threatening him again. Damn it, damn it.

Shouldn't the words "give both kindness and power" be placed on the county magistrate?

Why is Mr. Xiang so skilled in using it?

Mr. Xiang left with the descendants of the Xiang family, leaving behind Xiang Renzhou and his son and Hong Lizheng to take over the grain seeds.

Hong Lizheng took the villagers, loaded grain on carts, and followed Xiang Renzhou and his son to Xiangjia Village to exchange grain seeds. Everyone was in high spirits and wished they were celebrating the New Year.

As for the Hong Chenghua family, whoever wants to ignore them will ignore them and do things that are outrageous to both humans and gods. If they help, their conscience will be extremely dark.

Whoever's family doesn't have a daughter must put an end to this kind of thing to protect our daughter's life of peace and happiness.

After everything was done, the sun was already setting, and the fiery red sunset glowed in the small courtyard, making it warm and peaceful.

Looking at the warmth in the courtyard, Mr. Xiang, who was exhausted, felt that everything was worth it.

"Grandpa is back!" Xiang Xinfeng was the first to see Mr. Xiang and hurried over to hold his hand, happily saying, "Grandpa, sit down quickly and I will get you some water."

Other members of the Xiang family also rushed over, surrounding Mr. Xiang, chattering and asking questions.

"How is the Hong family doing?"

"Did Hong Lizheng and his men stop you?"

"Grandpa, did you take action against them?"

"Did the people you brought fight with the people from Hongjia Village?"

"Will you tell the county magistrate about this?"

"Will it drag you down from your upright position?"

Xiang Ci was also among this group of people. She waited until everyone had asked questions before she said, "Hong Yingjun won't die, right?"

Smashing is one thing, death is another, and she doesn't want to cause trouble for her family now.

Mr. Xiang's heart was warm and his face was soft. He looked at Xiang Xinrong and said, "Tell me."

Xiang Xinrong drank a bowl of water, wiped the water stains on his chin, and danced about what happened in Hongjiacun under the expectant eyes of his family.

When it came to breaking the legs of Hong Dashan and Hong Dashu, Xiang Ci and others' eyes lit up, looking at Mr. Xiang as if they were heroes.

When he heard that Mr. Xiang had left thousands of catties of grain seeds for Hong Lizheng, he laughed out loud at Hong Lizheng's frustration and happiness.

Xiang Ci was really happy to hear that. Whoever said that you have to be aggrieved to solve things, you have to do it face to face like her grandfather did.

Not only did he defeat the enemy, he also made it impossible for those people to accuse Grandpa.

See, a thousand kilograms of grain seeds made Hong Lizheng unable to tell his grandfather that he was not good at it, and he even got the approval of the people in Hongjia Village.

So, bad people will have their retribution, and good people will have a peaceful life.

When he heard that his grandfather forced his third uncle to write a letter of divorce to his third aunt, Xiang Ci looked at Xiang Ling with worry in his heart.

For so many years, grandpa never forced the third uncle to divorce the third aunt. It was for the sake of the fifth sister and the ninth brother.

But now because of her matter, grandpa forced the third uncle to divorce the third aunt. Will the fifth sister and the ninth brother feel resentment towards him?

Xiang Ling received Xiang Ci's worried look and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Take care of yourself."

Take care of yourself and don't worry about me.

Xiang Ci reluctantly turned his attention to Xiang Xinbin. In the afternoon, Xiang Xinbin woke up.

He said that his second uncle came to him and said that his mother missed him very much and wanted to come and see him. But he was afraid that the old man would be angry, so he asked his second uncle to come to him secretly to see him.

Xiang Xinbin thought at that time that he should persuade his mother to stay well at the Hong family. When his grandfather was relieved, he would plead with his grandfather to allow her to come home.

When the time comes, he will ask his grandfather to separate their three rooms to live alone, and he will make a request when the family is separated that his sister be the master of the house.

Because he knew that if his parents were in charge of the family, their life would be worse than that of a beggar. Only if his sister was in charge of the family, could they live a decent life without causing trouble to their grandparents.

Unexpectedly, as soon as I walked to the back woods, I felt a pain in the back of my neck and passed out.

When he woke up again, it was already afternoon. When he connected all the things together, he naturally understood what happened.

At this time, Xiang Xinbin, listening to the spitting speech of his second brother, looked calm, and suddenly felt a gaze falling on him. He looked back and met the worried face of the seventh sister.

Xiang Xinbin smiled at Xiang Ci and shook his head gently, telling her not to worry, he knew everything.

He is not a child anymore, he is already nine years old. When his sister was nine, the Hong family did not dare to touch a hair on his sister's head, and he could do the same.

Xiang Ci bit her lip slightly and said nothing, her eyes falling on Xiang Renyong.

The third uncle stood in the darkness, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking.

After Xiang Xinrong finished telling everything, Mr. Xiang, who had been silent until now, spoke up: "Old lady, tomorrow you go to Jin Zi's house and ask for the third child's hand in marrying her niece."

Mrs. Yu was stunned for a moment: "Jin Zi's niece? Bai Chuntao from Baijia Village?"

Mr. Xiang lit up his pipe and took a puff before nodding: "That girl."

Mrs. Yu understood, nodded and said, "Sure."

The Xiang family were all shocked when they heard this.

Xiang Ci widened his eyes and looked at Mr. Xiang in disbelief.

Just after divorcing Mr. Hong, do you want your third uncle to marry another?

What would Xiang Ling and Xiang Xinbin think?

Xiang Ci didn't look at the two of them, but focused on his third uncle hiding in the darkness.

Xiang Renyong was stunned, his mouth opened and closed, but in the end he didn't say a word.

Xiang Ci thought he would protest no matter what, but he didn't expect that even after his grandfather left, his third uncle didn't say anything.

Does this mean he doesn’t resist marrying another bride?

After dinner, after washing up and returning to the room, Xiang Ci lay on the kang and asked Xiang Wan: "Fourth sister, Miss Bai, do you know?"

Xiang Wan smiled: "I don't know much, I only know that there is such a person in our village."

"She is the daughter of Uncle Jin Liu's sister. Her name is Bai Chuntao. She is 25 this year. Her grandparents and parents are gone. People in the village say that she has a hard life and can defeat her relatives." Xiang Ling was holding a book and leaning on the kang to read. , said calmly, "So her uncles didn't want her, so Uncle Jin Liu took her home to raise her."

"Because of her stubbornness to resist marriage and her bad temper, the people who came to offer her kisses were all old men or disabled people, but she was unwilling to do so. She said she would rather be a sister-in-law than have to marry those men. .”

"Uncle Jin Liu didn't want her to suffer like this at first, so he kept her. Later, when she got older, he became anxious. But Bai Chuntao has a lot of ideas, and he didn't agree to it."

Xiang Ling raised his eyes from the book and looked at Xiang Ci: "Although she has a hard life, she has her own opinion and knows how to repay her kindness. She is a wonderful person."

At this point, she sneered: "If she agrees to marry my father, it will definitely be because my father knelt in front of the Buddha for three thousand years to beg for it."