The black-bellied peasant girl is reborn, and her weird relatives are mad

Half an hour later, Jiang Mutao was called over to help cook. Under the shade of the jujube tree next to the hill, the three of them took turns digging more than two meters. The three of them were covered in dust and dirt, looking like craftsmen who had been working for years.

Lunch was ready. When Jiang Muyang ran out of the house to call people to eat, Aunt Chun and Jiang Ning hurried towards the villa from the village and arrived at the gate.

"Yangyang, where is your elder sister?" Aunt Chun spoke very quickly, walked quickly forward, looked left and right in the yard, looking for her target.

"Auntie Chun, you and the new sister-in-law are here. My elder sister is cooking in the house."

The two of them didn't have time to greet others. They came to the door of the main hall and lifted the curtain, shouting as they walked: "Mu Xia, Mu Xia, Auntie asks you for a favor, you have to help us!"

Jiang Muxia put down the bowl in her hand and walked forward. Seeing the two people's panic, she couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong? What happened?"

She suddenly remembered that not long ago she saw He Xige and a group of people carrying shovels and heading west. Could it be that they were going to the upper reaches of the Qingshui River to find someone to fight?

It is well known that villagers upstream will block the river water during drought season, and this is not the first time this has happened.

The villagers upstream and downstream of the Qingshui River have deep resentment, and there have been many group fights, more than once resulting in deaths. The government can only arrest the murderers who killed people, and is helpless in blocking the river upstream.

If her guess was correct, then there would be trouble.

"Did they go upstream to dig the blocked river mouth?" Jiang Muxia asked directly. She knew that if it was true, Aunt Chun came to her to ask her to ask Tang Zhongbai to settle the matter.

"Yes! Your brother saw that the crops in the fields were almost dry, and he was so anxious that he gathered the young and strong men in the village and ran upstream. He hasn't come back for such a long time. I was afraid..." Aunt Chun's eyes were red as she spoke. She was in her twenties when she had such a son. If something really happened to him, she would not be able to survive.

Jiang Muxia understood, untied the cloth, gathered up her loose hair, stepped forward and took Aunt Chun's arm, her eyes fell on Jiang Ning, and said, "Don't worry, I'll go and ask Tang Jue Cao right away."

"Thank you very much." Jiang Ning thanked her gratefully, and she finally let go of the worry in her heart. With Tang Juecao stepping in, there wouldn't be too much trouble.

"Okay, okay, let's go home and wait, and call the village chief and the head of the village at the same time." Aunt Chun took Jiang Ning and hurried back to the village.

Jiang Muxia arranged for Fuzi to return to the city to invite Tang Zhongbai, while she went to the upper reaches of Qingshui River alone.

"Sister, I'll go with you later." Jiang Mutao picked up a wooden stick. The determination in her eyes seemed that she would not allow her sister to refuse.

"And us." Jiang Muyang, Tiedan, Xiaonan and Xiaoyao also stood up, their eyes full of desire.

Before Jiang Muxia could speak, Xu Zao stopped them, "Don't make trouble, stay at home and watch the door, I will go with your sister Jiang." He took out a handkerchief, dusted off the dust on his body, and planned to go with Jiang Muxia. He had experienced many such messy scenes and could handle them with ease. Jiang Muxia was the benefactor of their Qingyi Sect. At this moment, he could never let her face the difficulties alone.

"It's about grabbing water. This morning, the head of Ganquan Village came to me and told me that the winery is no longer allowed to use the spring water in their village. I didn't know that the drought is so serious now. It seems that this year is a major drought. There is still water to grab now, but in a few days, I'm afraid that even this little water will not be available!"

Jiang Muxia was stunned. He didn't expect that the spring water they used to make wine would be cut off.

Jiang Muxia pondered for a moment and then said, "The well can't be delayed. Tao'er, you take them to eat first, take a rest for a while, and then continue digging the well with Brother Zhou Zao. Zhou Yue will follow me."

"it is good."

After saying this, she and Zhou Yue walked out of the courtyard, turned into a small path, and walked quickly west along the river bank.

The two of them were carrying weapons that were not easily noticeable, so it was no problem for them to deal with those country folk.

After walking fast for a quarter of an hour, the two finally found them in the willow forest north of Liu Village.

Jiang Muxia looked into the river. Sure enough, the villagers of Liu Village had piled up high sandbags in the middle of the river, which was not wide to begin with. The water in the river, which was already not much, stopped flowing here. There were multiple openings on both sides of the river, and the river water flowed continuously into the fields along the small ditches between the fields. The wheat fields in their village were much more lush and green than those in the villages they had come from.

Jiang Muxia didn't know what to say. They were all doing this to make their own harvest better, which was understandable. But they didn't care about the lives of the villagers downstream, which was really selfish.

"Doesn't Qingshui River belong to everyone? Is it appropriate for them to block it like this?" Zhou Yue was not from Suanzao County and could not understand their behavior.

"Of course it's inappropriate, but who made the Qingshui River flow through their village first? After so many years, it's still the same." Jiang Muxia was helpless. She looked at the crowd and saw that they were arguing more and more fiercely, and they were ready to fight if they disagreed. The two sides were in a standoff. She found that there were many more people on Jiang Hexi's side than on the other side. When she looked carefully, there were actually many unfamiliar faces.

It was not until she saw the man who was cursing the loudest that she belatedly guessed that more than one village had come to seek justice from the villagers of Liu Village. Villagers from all the villages in the lower reaches of the Qingshui River had heard the rumors and rushed here.

If a real fight breaks out, Jiang Hexi and the others will not suffer any loss. She and Zhou Yue stood in the shade of a tree in the distance and did not intend to step forward to get involved.

Someone mentioned her name in the scolding, which made her frown and feel unhappy.

The person shouting was Zhang Qinghou from the back street of the village. He was jumping up and down, pointing his finger at the people on the other side and cursing, "Tang Juecao from the county is the son-in-law of our village. How dare you block the water of our village? Don't you want to stay in Suanzao County?"

Zhou Yue glanced at her and found that her face was not good, so he knew that she didn't like outsiders using her and Tang Zhongbai's names as a target of criticism.

He asked her if she wanted him to stop it.

Jiang Muxia raised her hand with a sullen face to stop him, "No, I want to see how they are going to deal with it."

The villagers of Liushu did not take Tang Zhongbai seriously at all. When they heard someone threatening them with such words, they sneered.

"So what? If you have the guts, call him over. We'll see if he dares to intervene. A mere Jue Cao who likes a village girl must not be a good guy. Do you think we're afraid? A powerful dragon cannot defeat a local snake, understand?"

Jiang Hexi glared at Zhang Qinghou, blaming him for involving Jiang Muxia.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Qinghou completely ignored him and directly retorted, "What kind of powerful dragons are you? Not even Tusuo. I will tell Tang Juecao everything you said, so just wait for bad luck!"

"Humph, who the hell is he? He is not even worthy of carrying shoes for our Mei family's Patriarch. We will drive him out of Suanzao County sooner or later."

Jiang Muxia's eyes flashed. The head of the Mei family, Sister Mei's father?

Yes, there are many willow forests in Liu Village, and most villagers weave willow textiles. Naturally, it has some connection with the Mei family, who made their fortune from willow textiles.