It is the true ending that both the author and the female supporting role are happy

After a busy summer, everyone's faces are filled with joy during the autumn harvest.

The leader was very interested, and he called his subordinates to cut a few watermelons into pieces and share them with the brothers.

"Come, come, eat watermelon!"

"It's so sweet!"

"I've never eaten such a sweet melon in my life!"

"It's all thanks to the two ingenious girls!"

The tribal people looked at Yu Wenrui and Nan Rongyue in unison, with gratitude and admiration in their eyes.

They have always only served the leader and the military adviser. The leader is superb in martial arts and the military adviser is extremely intelligent. Today, there are two more capable girls.

They look down on weak women in their hearts, and subconsciously think that women are useless and can be a hindrance, but these two women really refreshed them.

There is a shortage of materials in the desert, and hunger is commonplace. They are grateful to whoever can give them a good bite. This is the purest idea of ​​the tribal people.

After getting along for this period of time, the two gradually became acquainted with the tribal people. Although there are still many language barriers, it does not hinder their communication. At the same time, Nan Rongyue also found that this group of people is not difficult. get along.

When she waved and greeted them, they responded with a big smile, simple and pure.

Although there are barbaric and predatory elements in the characters of this group of tribal people, they still have the most simple gratitude. Their characters are simple and easy to satisfy.

"You don't have to thank us!" Nan Rongyue said to them.

"You should go back and thank your wives. They have helped a lot with this greenhouse planting."

"At the same time, don't look down on women. To put it bluntly, there is no woman who conceives you in ten months and brings you up with hardships. Where did you come from?"

"Women can sew clothes, cook, and greet you men, can you men do it?"

"When you are sick, it is your wife who sits on the bed and never leaves you. When you are hungry, it is your wife who brings you a bowl of rice and a mouthful of hot soup. They sew your clothes carefully and considerately." Everywhere broken..."

"These, can you careless men do it?"

Nan Rongyue spoke from the bottom of her heart, while Yu Wenrui stood aside to translate for her.

Every word she said was like a sharp knife piercing deeply into the hearts of the tribal men, and like a stone thrown into a lake, it stirred up thousands of waves in the depths of their hearts.

The people they admired said so, their faces flushed red, and they were extremely ashamed, but what the other party said was right, and they began to reflect on themselves.

The woman staying in the tent pricked up her ears to listen to the commotion outside, but her eyes turned red quietly.

"If you are a man, treat your wife better. He only uses his strength to beat and scold his wife. What a hero!"

After Nan Rongyue finished speaking, she left with Yu Wenrui.

The afternoon sun hit the sand dunes, and the whole desert was covered with golden waves.

The autumn wind on the desert is a bit dry, but not bleak.

The two walked all the way without saying a word.

"I can do it..." Yu Wenrui said nonsensically.

"What?" Nan Rongyue was puzzled.

Yu Wenrui smiled like a spring breeze: "What Yue'er said just now, I can cook, ask questions, and sew clothes... By the way, I can also warm the bed!"

Nan Rongyue's cheeks were reddish, she hurriedly turned her head away and said coquettishly, "It's disgusting, you're not serious!"

"Yue'er, I'm serious!" Afraid that she might not believe her, she walked up to her and looked at her intently.

"Yue'er!" she called her.

"What are you doing?" Nan Rongyue said angrily.

"It's nothing, I just want to kiss you suddenly..."

Nan Rongyue hurriedly said: "There are so many people watching from behind, don't allow it!"

"Just a kiss?" Yu Wenrui begged.

"No!" Nan Rongyue dropped this sentence and ran away.

For Nan Rongyue's refusal, Yu Wenrui was quite disappointed.

"Okay, I won't make trouble anymore!" Seeing his daughter-in-law running away, Yu Wenrui hurriedly chased after her.

"Don't run in the desert, you'll get sand in your shoes later..."

……

Outside the tent, Yu Wenrui and Yang Muqing were standing aside discussing something quietly, while inside the tent, Nan Rongyue and the leader were sitting opposite each other.

"Why are these melons and fruits transported to the small town?" the leader asked while gnawing on a cantaloupe, his eyes filled with doubts.

Nan Rongyue explained, "Give some melons and fruits to the people in the town for free to show your sincerity."

"This is what our entire tribe has worked so hard to grow. If you want to give it away, will you give it away?" The leader was quite dissatisfied.

Nan Rongyue asked indifferently: "The things of the common people are also obtained with great difficulty. If you say you want to grab it, just grab it?"

The leader's dissatisfaction subsided a bit, and it was hard to say anything more.

In the past, they unscrupulously snatched other people's things, and never felt indebted or guilty, but through this season's hard work in the greenhouse, they finally realized firsthand how difficult it is for ordinary people to farm.

Seeing that the leader listened to the words, Nan Rongyue took the opportunity to say again: "It is not easy for a person to live a lifetime. If you want to survive, you have to be busy, and if you want to reap, you have to pay corresponding labor. Getting something for nothing and burning, killing, and looting will only be punished by thousands of people." refer to."

When the leader heard this, he straightened his neck and defended in disbelief: "Although we did looting, we never hurt innocent people, let alone murder and set fire!"

Seeing the leader's sophistry, Nan Rongyue frowned in dissatisfaction, and reprimanded in the cold tone of a saint who criticizes those who have done wrong:

"No, you did it. You robbed the people of winter supplies. Do you know how many of them would freeze to death due to hunger and cold? You thought that what you were doing was just robbery, but in fact you indirectly killed a lot of people. Innocent people!"

"I..." Facing Nan Rongyue's questioning, the leader's face turned red, and he choked, unable to speak.

Nan Rongyue condemned her heart with every sentence: "How many daughters have been raised by families for more than ten years, and how many parents have lost their beloved daughters! It's ridiculous that you snatch people but don't cherish them, and even grow up with your own women." Hit it!"

"Leader, you know how to keep your people from being cold and hungry, and how to find a way for your people to survive, but you never understand the suffering of the people! You will go hungry, and other people will also go hungry. It is not easy for everyone. Why? Do you have to fulfill yourself by hurting and plundering others?"

After Nan Rongyue hurriedly finished speaking, she just stared straight at the leader, seeing his eyes full of struggles.

The leader was stared at uncomfortably, and turned his head away in shame.

After a very long silence, the leader picked up the kettle and added water to Nan Rongyue's cup.

He put down the kettle and looked into Nan Rongyue's eyes seriously and solemnly.

"I swear by the name of the tribe that I will never steal from the common people again in this life! I will lead the people of the tribe to harvest fruits through labor! I will definitely lead the tribe to glory!"

After Nan Rongyue listened to every word, she changed her previous seriousness, and she smiled softly, like spring breeze melting snow.

"Knowing mistakes can be corrected, and doing good is great."

"But these melons and fruits, will the common people really accept them?" It's not that the leader doesn't know how much the common people hate them.

"When you get to the town, you just need to apologize to the people sincerely. We have our own way to make them accept these fruits."

……

On the border of Xizhou, the county lord's mansion.

Nan Rongyue sat on the main seat, and the county lord bowed his head and waited tremblingly in front of her.

"I don't know that the Holy Maiden is coming, so I am far away to welcome you!"

Nan Rongyue said calmly: "To make a long story short, the bandits in the desert have been persuaded by me, and they will never plunder the common people again."

The county magistrate looked up at Nan Rongyue in disbelief, his eyes filled with shock.

Is this how the banditry in the border area will be eradicated?

"What the Holy Maiden said is true?" The county magistrate even suspected that he was hallucinating.

Nan Rongyue asked coldly: "Why, don't you believe me?"

"How dare, how dare, the Holy Maiden is like the warm sun hanging high in the sky shining on the earth, like..." The county lord was about to flatter her, but was interrupted by Nan Rongyue.

"Enough!" She didn't have time to listen to the county head's compliments.

"The leader of the bandit came to the small town with a cartload of melons and fruits in his hands, ready to send some melons and fruits to the common people and sincerely apologize to them."

"What... what?" The county lord was surprised again.

This gangster is coming to disturb the people again?Want melons and fruits?

Nan Rongyue saw the change in the county lord's expression, but continued without paying attention: "I came here in secret, so it is inconvenient to reveal my identity. The people in the border areas have a bad impression of bandits, and the county lord will need to come forward at that time. Say a few words in front of you."

The county head was embarrassed.

Saying good things for the bandits in front of the common people is such a thankless job...

Nan Rongyue seemed to have guessed his thoughts, and bewitched in a politician's tone: "Well done, you will gain both fame and fortune. At the end of the year, when you are striving for political achievements..."

In the middle of her words, the county magistrate understood and swore: "I understand, I will do my best to complete the task assigned by the Holy Maiden!"

If he could really eradicate the banditry, he would have also played a part in it. Not only would he be able to gain popular prestige, but he would also be able to add brilliance to his mediocre resume. Received a reward.

……

In the deserted town, the long-lost gong sounded.

--clang

"Good news, good news, great news!"

--clang

"Oasis specialties are free to receive, and the desert bandits are rehabilitated!"

--clang

"..."

No matter how curious the people hiding in the tulou are, they dare not go out to watch.

These frenzied bandits came to the town to rob women and grab food half a year ago, and after half a year, they will wash their hands and stop doing bad things?

Such a rapid change, ordinary people will not believe it.

Furthermore, what if this is a new way for the gangsters to torment them?

Ordinary people are used to being robbed, but they will not go out and lie down with guns foolishly.

The beating of gongs on the street was played from one end of the town to the other, but none of the common people were willing to open the door to find out, not even opening a window to stick their heads out.

Walking in the front was the secret agent who pretended to be a store owner. He carried the gong and clapper, and shouted every time it was struck. Along the way, he shouted until his throat became hoarse.

Behind him, Yu Wenrui walked slowly side by side with the leader and military adviser, and behind the three of them, a dozen trolleys were lined up in a single file, loaded with melons and fruits, and each tribal man pushed a cart to move slowly.

Seeing that no common people were willing to step out of the house for a long time, the leader was a little impatient.

The leader said: "Why don't you knock on doors from house to house?"

Yu Wenrui said lightly: "No need, just look ahead."

Yang Muqing and the leader looked forward, Qi Qi's eyes lit up, it turned out that the saintess and the county head led a group of people.

The author has something to say: I am writing the outline of the next volume, and the next volume will start to slap the face and abuse the scum~