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

Among the five children of the Jiang family, Jiang Yufeng looks the most like Jiang Lingye. They have the same personality, but are more arrogant. Perhaps it is because she was pampered by her father since she was a child, which made her spoiled and unreasonable. Sometimes, she doesn't even take her mother seriously.

Jiang Lingye looked at the miserable appearance of the little girl, and heard that it was the third brother who beat her.

He became furious and cursed, "Why would this coward hit his own sister?"

Even so, Jiang Lingye's character only made him stay at home and get angry. He never thought of running to the county to question the third brother.

"If you have nothing to eat, just stay home. You won't be short of food." He said sullenly, "Don't even think about getting money. We don't support outsiders."

Just as Jiang Yufeng was about to explain, Jiang Lingye left the room with his hands behind his back.

He didn't want to hear his daughter throwing a tantrum and asking for money to give to that useless person whom he despised at all.

What he never expected was that when he arrived at the threshing ground, every glance cast at him made him feel uneasy.

From then on, he didn't dare to show up in the threshing ground for a long time.

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It was still dark and the wind was biting cold. Jiang Muxia took Li Jiyi and drove to Bali Village to meet Wang Laoqi.

This piece of wasteland in Bali Village is next to a tall earthen mound, with uneven terrain and wild jujube thorns growing everywhere. Bamboo does not belong to plains, and no one knows who brought its roots here. After many years, it has grown into a forest of four or five acres around it.

Wang Laoqi had already asked the villagers and found out that this piece of land was ownerless.

In Suanzao County, all unowned land belongs to the county.

The bamboo growing on this land is naturally ownerless and can be cut down by anyone.

When the two arrived at the agreed place, they saw Wang Laoqi and seven or eight young men from the same village waiting for them early, carrying iron pickaxes, axes and wood saws on their shoulders.

"Miss Jiang, you are here." Wang Laoqi said with a smile: "I told them, but they didn't believe me. You see, I said that Miss Jiang is a trustworthy person. We can't go wrong if we follow her."

A man began to frown since he saw Jiang Muxia. He glanced at his companions around him and observed their expressions. Can such a young girl help them make money?

It’s no wonder they don’t believe it. No one would believe a teenage girl for no reason?

Although Wang Laoqi praised her for her ability, the villagers in the crowd backed off when they saw her young age.

Jiang Muxia pretended not to see it. Their doubts were normal and she was used to it.

"Uncles, I know you're worried." Jiang Muxia nodded simply, "You work with me for a day, and I'll pay you a day's wages. If you feel I'm unreliable, you can leave at any time. How do you think about this?"

Everyone nodded hesitantly, "Okay."

When they arrived at the edge of the bamboo forest, Jiang Muxia discussed with Wang Laoqi where to start cutting down the bamboos.

Before they could make up their minds, two or three men came from the village in the distance and walked quickly towards the bamboo forest.

As they walked, they shouted, "What do you do?"

Jiang Muxia looked at Wang Laoqi with an inquiring look.

"This is Lan Xiaolin from the village, a little gangster. Don't pay attention to him." Wang Laoqi frowned and waved his hands, "Let's do our own thing, don't pay attention to him."

"Uncle Wang, that's not good. What if he stops us from chopping?" Li Jiyi looked embarrassed. "You are from the same village, so I don't want to cause you any trouble."

Seeing this scene, a few young men who had originally wanted to back out didn't want to do it anymore.

"Uncle Wang, why don't we go? We don't dare to mess with Lan Xiaolin, his eldest brother is the village chief."

"Why should I be afraid of him?" Wang Laoqi's face darkened. "My uncle is still the head of the village."

"But, didn't Third Grandpa retire a long time ago?" a young man said hesitantly.

It seems that this village is not big, but the water is quite complicated. In her previous life, she stayed in the Lan family every day and never went out. Naturally, she didn't understand the people and things in the village.

"Okay, stop arguing and wait for them to come over and take a look at the situation." Jiang Muxia stopped them. If they continued arguing, the morale of this already disorganized team would become even more divided.

As they were talking, people had already arrived. Jiang Muxia glanced at them and found that there seemed to be one person missing.

"Lan Xiaolin, what are you going to do?" Wang Laoqi frowned and stared at him.

The man named Lan Xiaolin glanced at the people standing opposite him. Seeing that everyone was holding a machete, a saw, or a shovel, their behavior was self-evident.

They came to cut bamboo.

"The bamboo belongs to the village. Why do you, Wang Laoqi, bring people here to cut it?" Lan Xiaolin glared at him and questioned him righteously.

"From the village?" Wang Laoqi was so angry that he laughed. "This is wasteland, no one's land. The ownership of it belongs to the county. Why can't I cut it down?"

Lan Xiaolin choked and couldn't think of any words to refute. "Anyway, these are from the village, so we can use a few of them. But judging from your posture, you want to cut them down in large numbers, which is not allowed."

"If you really want to stop me, please go to the county government to file a complaint and have me arrested." Wang Laoqi sneered. When did Bali Village have such a rule?

"Wang Laoqi, as a native of Bali Village, it would be fine if you didn't help protect the village's property, but you even led people to rob. Are you still a native of Bali Village?"

Seeing that he couldn't convince him, Lan Xiaolin accused him of being a traitor.

"Why don't you say this when you brag about cutting two carts of bamboo every year? Just because your brother is the village chief, you can bully others without restraint?" Wang Laoqi watched him getting angrier and angrier. Every year, this man would cut two carts of bamboo and transport them to the county to sell. No one in the village would say anything about him.

It's really true that he is the only one who needs to set the fire and no one else needs to light the lamp. What a joke!

Wang Laoqi took a few steps forward, rolled up his sleeves, pointed at his nose and cursed: "I'll chop it off, what do you want?"

Seeing this, the man behind him walked to his sides, rolled up his sleeves, and glared at Lan Xiaolin.

Jiang Muxia pushed Li Jiyi behind him and prepared himself for battle.

Lan Xiaolin took a few steps back, pointed at them and stammered back, "Just wait, my elder brother will be here soon, let's see if you will listen to him."

It turned out that they were missing one person and had gone back to the village to get help.

The scene became quiet. No one dared to cut bamboo until Wang Laoqi gave the order.

Li Jiyi pulled her sleeve and said, "Muxia, I think what that person said is right. After all, the bamboo grows on the land of someone else's village. Although it is wasteland, it is inappropriate for us not to inform the village chief, isn't it?"

His words were like a bolt from the blue to her, waking her up. She had originally thought that as long as Wang Laoqi showed up, she could cut down the trees with confidence.

She overlooked the important rule of 'worshiping the gods and respecting the mountains'.

She nodded, pulled Wang Laoqi aside, and whispered her concerns to him.

Wang Laoqi was stunned for a moment and looked at her thoughtfully.

She nodded at him, indicating that they had indeed overlooked the most important aspect.