After redemption, he took away the luck of the future queen

After thinking so much in a flash, Huang suddenly thought about it, took a step forward, carried the basket and walked towards Lu, Pian He and Ergou followed closely behind Huang.

"Mom, I bought two bags of steamed buns to honor you and dad." Mrs. Huang placed the basket in front of Mrs. Lu. Mrs. Wu who came forward was squeezed aside by Mrs. Lu. Mrs. Wu missed the two big bags of steamed buns, and suddenly His eyes turned red with anger.

Mrs. Huang handed two packs of warm steamed buns to Mrs. Lu. Mrs. Lu let Dashan hold one pack of steamed buns and held one in her arms. She looked at Huang with joy in her eyes and thought that the second daughter-in-law was more filial and sensible than the eldest daughter-in-law. More often than not, when there is something good, she and the old man should always stick to her first, and then they should be partial and pampered.

Ergou poked his little head out from behind Mr. Huang and said to Ms. Lu with a smile: "Grandma, there's more. My sister bought you a bag of white noodles and oil and salt sauce. It's in the basket."

"Well, you and Pian He are still filial, and grandma likes you very much."

After hearing this, Mrs. Lu's eyes lit up, she glanced at Pianheng, and then immediately looked at Luokang.

Mrs. Huang was stunned for a moment, then looked back at her calm daughter, then turned around and leaned over to pick up another bag of white noodles and oil and salt sauce from the basket. When she saw that the oil, salt and sauce in the basket were all It's a double act. The resentment and grievance caused by Mrs. Wu in my heart have completely disappeared.

Hu Dashan handed the bag of steamed buns to Old Hu Tou, and took the white noodles from his second aunt for Lu. He held a bag of white noodles in his hand, but could not take away the oil, salt and sauce. Sanni saw it and came over. I want to take over the oil, salt and sauce from my second aunt.

When Mrs. Huang saw Sanni from the eldest family standing in front of her, she handed the oil, salt and sauce to the third sibling, Little Lu, who came over to help. Little Lu happily took the things and held them in her arms. , looking at Sanni who was motionless with an embarrassed look on her face, she walked away silently. She would not interfere in the discord between the first bedroom and the second bedroom.

Regardless of the embarrassment and embarrassment on Sanni's expression, or the angry glare of her sister-in-law Wu, Mrs. Huang picked up the pole, picked up the basket, and walked to her oxcart with her son and daughter.

Hu Guozi's family helped with the oxcart, and her father was also arrested as a young man. There were also older and younger members of the family. When Ergou saw Shuanzi, he excitedly took out a hot bun and stuffed it into Shuanzi's hand.

Shuanzi's eyes lit up when he saw the bun. He took the bun and gnawed it and said, "Er Gou, it's still dark this morning. My sister and I went to herd the cows together. Your cows are well fed. "

Here, Mrs. Huang took out a bag of thick noodles and gave half to her sister-in-law. The other half was given directly to Aunt Guo. She thanked Aunt Guo for helping to watch the oxcart. Aunt Guo saw half the bag of thick noodles and knew that it was Mrs. Huang who was there. He intended to help her, but she was a person who knew what was good and what was good. Her daughter was able to dig ginseng only because Pian Hui was carrying it. How could she still get Huang's thick noodles at this moment? She couldn't accept it at all, so the two started You pushed and I gave in, and we started tearing it apart.

Dashan put down the white noodles in his hand, came to find Pian Huan, and pulled Pian Huan out of the somewhat chaotic scene.

"Cousin, um, I apologize to you on behalf of my mother. I will also pay you back the money for the two bullock carts, but only after I make money."

The second half of the sentence was what Dashan wanted to tell Pian He last night, but he never found the chance.

Pian He looked at Da Shan with a sincere face, then looked down at his right hand. His hand was completely healed, and then whispered: "Cousin, you only need to pay back the money you spent to buy your bullock cart." I’ll be fine.”

The bullock cart in the third room was regarded as the second room's filial piety to Mr. Lu and Lao Hutou. They were very good to the second room.

"Cousin, this is not okay. A man is a true man. He means what he says and he must do what he says." Dashan's tone was firm, not allowing Pianhan to refuse.

"Okay then, you can pay back the money if you want." Pianheng doesn't want to compete with Dashan. Dashan is responsible and has a sense of responsibility, which Pianhan wants to see.

On the other side, an extremely unusual scene occurred.

The patriarch and Lao Hutou distributed steamed buns to the Hu family villagers, and the rich man Hu distributed millet to the Hu family villagers. The Hu family villagers received the steamed buns from the patriarch and Lao Hutou, then turned around and ran to collect the millet from the rich family Hu. The scene was orderly and everyone had a smile on their face.

The officers and soldiers escorting the people from Hujia Village to Xiufeng Village were surprised when they saw this extremely rare scene. No wonder the number of people from Hujia Village who could not escape here was the largest. Except for the captured young men and those who were separated on the road, there were no losses. Who is this? It turns out that the people in Hujia Village are extremely united and help each other.

Naturally, people like this from Hujiacun cannot be underestimated.

Rich Man Hu: "..."

You are wrong. I don’t want to help the villagers out of good intentions. I distribute millet to the villagers because I want to prevent the villagers from starving to death, lest the large piece of land I bought will not be cultivated and the millet will be thrown away. Sooner or later you will earn it back from them.

When the outsider Lao Zhuangtou saw this scene, he felt very complicated. While he envied the unity of Hujia Village, he was also worried about his villagers whose whereabouts were unknown. Where are they now? Is everyone okay?

After getting the steamed buns and millet, the road ahead was clear. With long-lost smiles on their faces, the people of Hujia Village followed the officers and soldiers to Xiufeng Village in the morning light.

This time, there were eight carriages from the Hu family and five ox-carts used to carry food and supplies. Hu Mingyu and Caiyun huddled in the carriages and did not show their faces the whole time, as if what happened last night had not happened. Same thing happened.

On the way, the village chief felt extremely unhappy. When he arrived at Xiufeng Village, he, the village chief, was no longer the village chief. Hujia Village was incorporated into Xiufeng Village, and Hu’s family was still that unattainably wealthy family. The head of the Hu family is also the head of the Hu family. Thinking of this, the village chief felt very uncomfortable.

After rushing all the way slowly, everyone finally arrived at Xiufeng Village just before the Golden Crow was about to sink.

At dusk, Xiufeng Village is shrouded in an orange-red sunset. A small river flows through the village, and the wild grass sways in the breeze. It can be described as a wilderness, but the rolling mountains in the distance are a little bit... It means "show". The nearby Xiufeng Village is not rich either. The low adobe houses are either clustered together or scattered in the fields.

I think this village is called Xiufeng Village because people have high expectations for it.

The only two brick and tile houses in the village are guarded by an adobe house in the center. One brick and tile house is the residence of the village chief and clan leader of Xiufeng Village, and the other is the ancestral hall of the Du clan in Xiufeng Village. These two brick and tile houses , much more elegant than the adobe houses all over the village.

The Hujia villagers who had just arrived in Xiufeng Village were standing in the open space in front of the gate of Village Chief Du's house. Du Renyong, the village chief and patriarch, faced the refugees who had been resettled, which were slightly more than the villagers in the village, and frowned. Lock tight.

There is a lot of land in the village, but no matter how much land there is, he doesn't want to let it go. Wouldn't it be better to leave it to his children and grandchildren to slowly cultivate it?

Village Chief Du was even more unhappy when he heard that not only a large area of ​​wasteland would be given away, but also the second-class land in the village would be allocated to these people. Although those lands were second-class land, they were cultivated by the villagers through hard work. It wasn't brought by the strong wind.

The villagers of Xiufeng Village who were standing in the outer circle put down their half-eaten dinner and ran over to watch the fun. When they saw a crowd of refugees standing there, oh no, they were new villagers from Xiufeng Village. They are repulsive from the bottom of their hearts and feel that the other party is here to steal their territory.