Chapter 886 Burning the House
Every year, Cao’s fish with distiller’s grains can be eaten until May and June in summer.
In those few months, whenever it was time to eat, Xia Zihan would stare at the fish with wine lees in the bowls of the Cao family and her son, and she would be ravenous.
She had been pampered by her grandmother since she was a child and was used to eating delicacies from the mountains and seas. Suddenly she was living like an ascetic. It was rare to eat a piece of meat all year round. How could she not be greedy when she saw meat.
Maybe it was because he was too greedy in his previous life. In this life, Xia Zihan has a special liking for fish with distiller's grains. The eighth uncle's fish with distiller's grains is also very well cooked. Xia Zihan liked it very much, so he ate two more pieces. , I even ate an extra bowl of rice.
With a smile on her face, Chu Jingqi picked up the chopsticks and put a few more thick pieces of fish with distiller's grains into her bowl, piling the pile in her bowl as high as a mountain.
The couple's little actions caught the eye of the eighth uncle. Before leaving, the eighth uncle specially asked his eldest daughter-in-law to fill a large jar full of fish with distiller's grains and give it to Xia Zihan. It weighed at least more than ten kilograms.
Xia Zihan was very moved and thanked her profusely.
When they were leaving the gate, everyone in the eighth uncle's family came out to give them away. Chu Cong took the opportunity to take out a dozen red envelopes and distributed them to more than a dozen children in the eighth uncle's family.
After dinner, while the eighth uncle and Chu Jingqi were talking, Xia Zihan ordered Chu Cong to pack those red envelopes on the carriage. Each red envelope contained five taels of silver.
A dozen red envelopes are worth nearly a hundred taels of silver.
The eighth uncle's daughters-in-law and granddaughter-in-law were all very happy to see him, and they had no complaints about the eighth uncle giving a large jar of distilled fish to a stranger passing by.
You know, they are reluctant to eat the fish with distiller's grains on weekdays. Otherwise, with so many people in the family, old and young, the dozens of kilograms of fish with distiller's grains would have been eaten long ago, and there would be no way to save it until now.
For those who stayed with other farmers, the farmers took care of breakfast, so Xia Zihan and others did not have to prepare breakfast. To thank them, Xia Zihan gave each of them a red envelope, each worth five taels of silver. One.
These farmers were all simple and honest people. After receiving the big red envelopes, they went home to find some of their own specialties and gave them back to Xia Zihan.
In less than a cup of tea, Xia Zihan received a large amount of dried eggs, bamboo shoots, dried mushrooms and cured fish, as well as vegetables, rice, peanuts, etc. He also received several small jars of fish with distiller's grains.
Just as Xia Zihan was waving goodbye to the villagers of Mojiazhuang with a smile, suddenly, a wolf cry and a ghost howl could be heard, the cry was so heartbreaking that the world collapsed.
The eighth uncle said fairly, "Master Chu, you go first. It's Zhang San Mazi's daughter-in-law who is crying. However, no matter how they cry, our Mojiazhuang cannot tolerate their family."
"Eighth uncle, you did the right thing. Please don't take in people with evil intentions in the future." Chu Lin raised her thumbs and walked over. She was followed by Fox, Chu Kuang and others.
Chu Lin pointed at the villagers who were still stuffing things into the carriage and said, "Look, all the villagers in Mojiazhuang are simple, loyal, honest and sincere. If you want to accept some people with evil intentions into the village, it will take time." If it grows too long, wouldn’t it distort the folk customs of Mojiazhuang?”
"Besides, Zhang Sanmazi is the troublemaker. With him in the village, how can the people in this village live a peaceful life?"
Chu Lin added fuel to the fire, worried that her eighth uncle would be soft-hearted and leave Zhang San Mazi behind again. When the time comes, the vengeful Zhang San Mazi might not know how to harm the people of Mojiazhuang.
The eighth uncle's heart softened just now, but he didn't want to keep Zhang Sanmazi in the village.
Soon, the five members of Zhang Sanmazi's family were picked out by more than a dozen strong villagers, and their belongings were thrown onto the road.
A villager said to Zhang Sanmazi, "The house you live in is Uncle Gen's old house, not yours. However, the things in the house belong to you, and we don't want them either. We have packed them out for you, and they are all here." , take your things and leave quickly. Don’t come back from now on. Just You are here, and we don’t welcome you in Mojiazhuang.” “Woo, I’m from Mojiazhuang, why don’t you welcome me? You are a bunch of bad guys, wu, you robbed my house, that house. It's my house, I live there, woo woo..."
Goudan howled loudly, glaring at the villager with eyes as vicious and ferocious as if he had been quenched with poison.
Xia Zihan frowned, not liking the child's gaze.
That look reminded her of the way Xia Ziying looked at her back then.
If her guess is correct, this child and Zhang Sanmazi will definitely come back to take revenge on the people of Mojiazhuang.
She whispered to Chu Jingqi, "Leave four secret guards and stay in Mojiazhuang for a few more days." She didn't want to cause any disaster to Mojiazhuang because of a group of them.
The people here are simple and honest, and if Zhang Sanmazi and his son really wanted to harm the villagers, burning down a house, poisoning the seedlings in the fields, etc., then they would definitely harm one at a time.
Chu Jingqi hummed, then called Chuan Qiong and gave him a few instructions in a low voice.
Chuan Qiong raised his eyes, glanced at Zhang Sanmazi's family who were crying endlessly, and nodded cautiously.
Zhang Sanmazi's family was eventually driven away by the people of Mojiazhuang.
As Xia Zihan guessed, they did not go far. In the evening three days later, Zhang Sanmazi and Goudan secretly sneaked back to Mojiazhuang.
First, they waited outside the village until midnight, and after making sure that everyone in the village was asleep, they came to the outside of the eighth uncle's house, secretly climbed over the courtyard wall and entered, then took the firewood piled at the corner of the wall and blocked the door and The window brought a bucket of oil and poured it on the firewood.
Just as the father and son were polishing the firewood and about to throw it into the firewood, suddenly, a strong wind blew out the fire. Then, Zhang Sanzi felt a pain in his legs, as if he had been hit by something. On fire.
His knees bent in pain and he knelt on the ground. He didn't hold the fire stick firmly in his hand and dropped it to the ground.
Fortunately, the fire was extinguished by the wind and did not cause a fire in the house.
When the eighth uncle's eldest son came out of the darkness, he glared at him angrily, picked up the fire fold, and kicked Zhang Sanzi several times.
The eighth uncle, who was then helped out, expressed tearful gratitude to the few men in black who came out of the darkness, "Thanks to your reminder and help today, otherwise, my family of dozens of people, old and young, would not be able to survive." They will all be burned alive by Zhang Sanmazi and his son.”
It turned out that when Zhang Sanmazi and his son sneaked into Mojiazhuang, they were discovered by the secret guards left by Chu Jingqi.
The secret guard promptly informed the villagers and asked them to be careful.
The eighth uncle's family was afraid that Zhang Sanmazi would burn down the house, so they secretly hid in the factory in the backyard and did not dare to sleep.
When Zhang Sanmazi and his son climbed over the wall and entered the courtyard, the secret guard quietly notified the eighth uncle's family.
(End of chapter)