Wear it quickly! My mad dog-like host!

The houses in Zhangjia Village seem to be chaotic, but if you look at them from a high place, you can understand at a glance that the houses in this village have been planned, and the roads are divided into "well" shapes.

There is still a lot of land left in various parts of the village, which seems to be reserved for the future preparation of foundations for the villagers to separate their families.

At the very edge of the village, those who occupy the largest and most spacious positions are the clan leaders and the most senior and most prestigious managers in the village who can participate in clan affairs.

They surrounded the tribe tightly, seeming to be managing, but also seeming to be protecting.

Qianghua walked into a courtyard in the center of the village carrying snacks.

The courtyard in the middle is the ancestral hall of the Zhang family. When you walk into the courtyard, you can see the memorial tablets of the clan members placed in the house.

On the left is the courtyard where the village supports the elderly and orphans of the Zhang family.

On the right is the family history of the Zhang family.

Qianghua stood in the courtyard of the ancestral hall for a while, only to hear the master's cursing voice from the clan school, and the unconvinced rebuttal of the children.

But soon, the children's clashing sounds turned into the sound of wooden boards hitting hand boards and the sound of crying. Both men and women were crying, and the howling was quite miserable.

Qianghua couldn't help but smile and looked at the tablets in the ancestral hall.

Based on the clan customs she saw in Zhangjia Village, the Zhang family was probably not a small person for several generations.

"Why are you here?" Patriarch Zhang's annoyed voice came from the archway at the entrance to the clan school.

Qianghua turned her head and looked at Patriarch Zhang who was standing at the arch, "Auntie, let me burn incense for Mom and Dad."

"Hmph." Chief Zhang snorted coldly, "If you can study for the imperial examination and get an official position, then you will make your mother look good."

"Auntie, this is not my ambition." Qianghua said helplessly.

"Then you should get married as soon as possible, leave a bloodline, and let your mother feel at ease down there!"

Qianghua: "..."

Elders often ask, what do you do? Do you have a boyfriend?

Qianghua threw the snack in her hand towards Chief Zhang, and when she took it hurriedly, she turned around and walked out.

If she can't afford to offend him, she can hide from him.

"The snacks are for Xingzhi and the others. Auntie, please don't be greedy!"

Patriarch Zhang caught the package and said angrily: "Who do you think I am? Is it possible that I'm still hungry for some pastries from you?!"

"Patriarch, patriarch, it's not good, the people from Lijia Village are fighting with our people! Go and have a look!" A thin woman hurriedly ran outside, her face full of eagerness.

"What's going on?" Chief Zhang was startled and hurriedly shouted to Qianghua, "Zhang Mingbao! Stop for me!"

Qianghua stopped and looked back at her.

Patriarch Zhang waved, "Come on, come and take a look with me."

Although she was annoyed that this guy didn't seek to make progress, she had to admit that the aura around him was the strongest in the clan. When he stood there with a cold face, even she felt her heart skip a beat. She had seen the magistrate in the county town. None of them are as powerful as her.

It’s really useful to take them out to save face.

Qianghua will stay in the village for a while. If something happens in Zhangjia Village, she will naturally not ignore it.

So he and Chief Zhang followed the thin woman and walked towards the place where the two villages fought, while listening to the reason why the two villages fought.

The two villages share the water resources of the same river, but Lijia Village is upstream and Zhangjia Village is downstream. In previous years, they often fought over water resources. It was simply because Lijia Village, upstream, wanted to intercept the river.

This kind of thing happens several times every year, or in other words, no matter whether there is a lack of water in the fields, every month, there will always be a fight between young people from the two villages because of trouble in Lijia Village.

They are all fixed programs.

The thin woman said with a depressed face, "But the village chief of Lijia Village has come forward!"

Chief Zhang is the head of the Zhang clan and the village chief of Zhangjia Village. When the village chief came out from the opposite side, they felt like they were being suppressed by the other side.

"What kind of trouble does this old woman want to cause?" Upon hearing this, Chief Zhang immediately began to roll up his sleeves, and his steps were even longer than before.

As she walked, she still urged Qianghua, "Go faster! Damn it, I have to take care of that old woman Li Chunlin this time so that she doesn't dare to mess with us again."

"..." Rose.

She went out mainly to deliver cakes to the children in the nursing home, because they helped her collect a lot of firewood, and the cakes were the promised reward.

Hurrying slowly, Qianghua and Patriarch Zhang finally arrived at the river bank where the two villagers were fighting.

People from the two villages had already fought together, and some of them fought so hard that their bodies were stained.

Of all the people present, no one could stand still. They were all involved in the battle.

"Bullshit!" Patriarch Zhang became angry when he saw this scene.

He picked up the handle of a hoe thrown by someone on the ground and rushed towards a middle-aged woman, "Li Chunlin! If you dare to hit people in our village, you are looking for death, aren't you?!"

Not to be outdone, the thin woman who came to tip off the news rushed into the crowd with her fist raised.

No?

Chief Zhang, are you sure you are here to resolve the fight, not to add fuel to the fire? ! !

Qianghua was stunned by what Chief Zhang did.

Sure enough, as Chief Zhang rushed into the fighting crowd, the fighting between the two sides escalated to a higher level. Before, everyone had some concerns, but now, both sides let go and started to dig into their hearts.

Qianghua had never seen women fighting in groups in her life, and now she gained some experience.

Just do it with your fists. If your fists don't work, you can kick them with your feet or hit them with a stick you picked up from nowhere. It looks a bit decent.

And if it doesn’t work, just use a hoe to dig... huh? ? ?

Qianghua's eyes narrowed, and she quickly jumped into the crowd, grabbed the wrist of the person holding the hoe to dig people's heads, and with a strong force, the man's expression immediately twisted in pain, and he wailed, and the hoe in his hand loosened and fell into Qianghua's hand. .

Qianghua swung her arm and threw the man away. She turned the hoe in her hand and put it on the ground. She stepped on the hoe blade and pulled out the hoe stick with a strong force.

The rescued man's eyes fell on Qianghua and swallowed.

He looked at her expressionless face, shrunk his head, and ran out on tiptoes. He even received a few sticks from unknown persons along the way, but he didn't dare to fight back. He only wanted to escape from the battlefield.

The same goes for the person who was thrown out. Looking at the cold face, his heart was hanging in the air, and he ran out without caring about who he was next to.

The people in both villages were really angry, and their attacks became more and more ruthless.

Qianghua didn't say much. In this fight, you can use your fists or feet, but you can't use weapons, and you can't attack others' weak points.

If anyone dares to use weapons or make a deadly move, the rose stick will fall on him.

As soon as she struck down the stick, no one could stand up and continue beating her.

A quarter of an hour passed, and the person whose eyes were red also noticed something was wrong. Why did this person's eyes become less and less after being beaten?

When I looked down, I saw that some of them were either lying on the ground unable to get up, or they had already left the battlefield and squatted on the ground not far away with their heads curled up, staring at one place.

Everyone looked along their line of sight and saw someone standing next to them with a stick in his hand and tapping his palm lightly, as if he was ready to give them a stick at any time.

My neck shrinks, and I suddenly feel pain all over my body. Why?

Looking over everyone, Qianghua calmly said, "Do you still want to fight?"

beat?

How can we continue to fight like this? !

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