Jiangjia Village is a small village surrounded by mountains and rivers, with a total of more than 100 households. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info And the richest family in the village is Jiang Dafa's family in the east of the village.

It's just that there was a drought last year, and this year God finally showed mercy, and the wind and rain were smooth, but I didn't want another insect plague before the autumn harvest, and the locusts that were overwhelming the whole world ruined the crops that were originally growing well.

In addition, after several heavy snowfalls in the year, almost every family in the village ran out of food, and had to feed their hunger with wild vegetables and bran rice, not to mention paying official grain and tenant rent.

Rao is like this, Jiang Dafa also leads his subordinates to run rampant and domineering every day, and they are in the fish and meat township. completely disregarded the feelings of the villagers, and wanted to force the villagers to a dead end.

In the evening, the sky was still covered with goose feather-like snow, and only the chimney of Jiang Dafa's house was billowing black smoke, and from time to time the fragrance of chicken soup blew along the wind to every household and fell on everyone's heart.

The adults are good to say, swallowed a few mouthfuls of spit and endured it all over, where can the child stand such a temptation, all day long without food and clothing, all hungry are yellow and thin, looking at it is really distressing, occasionally smelling the fragrance of stewed chicken soup, the sensible one is silently wiping tears beside the parents, and the younger ones are already rolling on the ground and crying. The man who only listens to the house can't help but feel sad. What kind of world is this? Do you want to leave a way to live?

Seeing that the New Year is coming to an end, every household is not to mention the New Year's goods, and it is unknown whether they can survive this winter.

The old men in the village, this is not good. Our Jiang family's ancestors have been honest and responsible people for generations, if they are unkind today, they will force us people to die, adults have lived a handful of years, and it doesn't matter if they die, poor children, they will suffer such a crime at a young age.

The young leaders in the village discussed, and if it really didn't work, we would uncover the uprising, so we could be a full ghost and leave something for our wives and children.

A living person cannot be suffocated to death by urine, let alone starved to death.

The palatial house in the east of the natural village, where the smell of food wafts every day, and where babbling opera and singing are still heard all day long even in famine years, naturally became the first choice.

Besides, Jiang Dafa has always been vicious, a few years ago, an old man in the village owed him some rent, because he couldn't afford to pay it back for a while, he actually had the old man beaten to death. All kinds of crimes are really too numerous to mention, and the people in the village have long held a grudge against him, but they just dare to be angry and dare not speak, but how can they still take care of these in their current situation, and they only hope to be a full ghost when they are full.

I'm not even afraid of death, but I'm still afraid of what he Jiang Dafa is doing?

It was night, and there were about 100 people standing at the door of Jiang's ancestral hall, holding torches in one hand and farm tools in the other, or hoes, or sickles, or kitchen knives...

An old man in a robe said to the ranking of his ancestors: "Heaven is not benevolent, and all things are used as dogs. Now, the lives of the 713 people in my Jiangjia Village are all in tonight. I also hope that the ancestors will bless us in the spirit of heaven to win Jiang Dafa in one fell swoop, so that the big guy can have a safe and peaceful New Year. ”

After speaking, everyone kowtowed. Then they divided into two groups and flanked Jiang Dafa's house.

Jiang Dafa was picking his teeth, humming a little song, enjoying Fu'an's service.

Now Fu'an is wearing a cloak and his face is dirty, he entered the house with a basin of hot water, and then squatted down to take off Jiang Dafa's shoes and socks, and put them in the hot water basin to soak his feet.

Xu walked a lot of mountain roads during the day, Jiang Dafa's feet emitted a foul smell, Fu'an didn't dare to cover her nose, so she had to hold her breath intermittently, otherwise she was afraid that she would not be able to control herself and wanted to vomit.

Jiang Dafa let out a long sigh of relief, found a comfortable position to lie in the chair, enjoying the bursts of comfort coming from the soles of his feet, the water temperature was just right.

Fu'an waited on the side in a regular manner, adding some hot water from time to time, and when Jiang Dafa had an order, he hurriedly squatted down and wiped his feet clean.

Then he ran away with the basin and went out of the house.

The cold wind blew on his face, the corners of Fu'an's eyes were sour, and tears fell down.

"Miss, hermitage, why haven't you come to me yet? Fu'an is about to lose his hand..."

Although Jiang Dafa has a fat head and big ears, his mind is not stupid, and after he couldn't succeed repeatedly, he also guessed Fu'an's thoughts. So although Mingli no longer needs to be strong, he secretly made a lot of stumbling blocks, trying to force her to submit, and obediently automatically throw herself into her arms.

Deliberately knocked over the piping hot tea, and burned Fu'an's arm red. Countless times he kicked over the footwash and shouted that the water was either too hot or too cold. He also secretly instructed the evil servants of the house to harass her from time to time...

All this is really very unbearable. Fortunately, Jiang Dafa later took his daughter's daughter from a peasant household who owed him tenant rent to pay off the debt, so he took his eyes off Fu'an slightly.

There was a loud bang, and the door seemed to be blown open by a strong wind, and it made a loud noise as if it had been kicked open by a fierce kick.

Then a group of bankers who looked at death as if they were at home broke in with all kinds of farm tools in their hands, Fu'an was also alert, and immediately found a corner to hide after hearing the sound.

Quietly tied up Jiang Dafa and his tigress-like mother-in-law. If anyone resists, they will all be slaughtered by me, otherwise it will be passed to the government, and our whole village will suffer. ”

"After the people are under control, we will count the food and distribute it equally to each household."

As soon as they heard about the distribution of food, everyone's eyes lit up, and they rushed in with all their energy.

From time to time, Jiang Dafa's angry voice was heard, and the tigress cried her father and begged for mercy.

Seeing that the house was in a mess, Fu'an cautiously touched all the way out of the yard with his waist bent, and after going out of the gate, Fu'an ran far, far away in one breath, until his legs were like lead-filled and could no longer be lifted, then he gasped and sat in the snow.

I saw the Jiang family's mansion from afar, the lights were lit up, and the voices of people were boiling.

Fortunately, he escaped, Fu'an grabbed a handful of snow and stuffed it into his mouth, and his dry throat was moistened by the snow water, and he was instantly much more comfortable.

In addition to the endless work she does every day in the Jiang family's mansion, how long has it been since she looked up at the sky? Even though the snow is falling heavily tonight, the sky is lower.

Behind him was the sky-high firelight and the sound of celebration.

The pent-up resentment and anger was released at this moment. Jiang Dafa is no longer a high-ranking landlord, and the angry village name swept away all the valuable things of Jiang Dafa's family, and even the stone mortar of Chungmi has not fallen.

Jiang Dafa was tied up and thrown into the snow, watching as the bandit-like village name swept away the wealth he had accumulated over the years.

It was more painful than cutting the flesh on him with a knife.

The name of the village that got the food still can't be relieved, and another fire set the house on fire, and the places with infinite scenery in the past are gone in the blazing fire.

Such an uprising sprang up in all parts of Izumo.

The people in power have never known, nor have they ever understood how much energy those honest farmers can burst out in order to survive, in order to keep their families alive.

The spark has been ignited!