Now, the question has finally been pulled out of the fantasies they have deliberately ignored and placed in front of them, and they are speechless.

"Village Chief, you speak, Village Chief!" they can only pin their hopes on the Village Chief now.

Village Chief Wang avoided everyone's expectant gaze, what could he say.

"Dumb girl, I don't care if you give them or not, you must give me my money!" A woman walked out of the crowd, holding a male doll in her hand.

This woman is a little familiar, "Don't forget, you have eaten a lot of food in our family, if it weren't for my second baby, you would have starved to death!"

Oh...... It turned out to be her!

"Have you eaten your family's food?" Cheng Yangyang smiled, "Are you saying that your rabbit cub threw the things he didn't want to eat on the ground and let me pick up the food like a dog, which is your family's food?"

"What's the matter, don't you still eat!" In the face of Cheng Yangyang's sarcasm, the woman didn't take it seriously at all, and still arrogantly thought that she was right.

"Hahaha......" Cheng Yangyang couldn't help laughing, laughing a little sadly, she thought that the woman was somewhat guilty about her words, but she never thought that she was making herself amorous.

"That's good, do you want me to give you back what I have eaten from your house?" Cheng Yangyang threw off the back basket on his shoulder, took out a bamboo tube from the back basket, and opened the stopper.

"I'll give it back to you!" she said, leaning over the bamboo tube in her hand, and the rice porridge inside fell to the ground under the gaze of everyone.

"Ahh

Cheng Yangyang threw the bamboo tube in his hand, looked at the woman and said, "You used to throw me wild vegetables to eat, and now I return your rice porridge, how about it?"

"You, you!" The woman didn't expect Cheng Yangyang to insult her in front of so many people, she was a little angry, "You shameless girl, don't forget, we picked you up!"

"Yes!" Cheng Yangyang admitted loudly, "You picked me up, but so what, I have already given you five bags of rice noodles, and the note is still on me, and now I have nothing to do with you!"

"Ouch, my life is hard, I can't eat a meal when I'm old, my life is hard......"

Suddenly, a cry rang out from the crowd, it was the old man in the village who had just recovered from her wasted food, and looked at the rice porridge at her feet, crying uncontrollably.

"Old man, why didn't you leave without even eating a meal, leaving me with an old woman, my life is miserable......"

"Children, it's the old woman who I don't have the ability, I didn't even let you eat a meal when I got married, my mother can't stand you......"

The crying old man didn't seem to be targeting Cheng Yangyang, but felt incompetent from the bottom of his heart, sorry for his dead husband, and sorry for his current children.

Life is too hard, she hasn't eaten a bowl of rice for many years, and she has no taste for the rough noodles and wild vegetables.

She seemed to have been holding back for a long time, and finally broke out, crying for a while and couldn't stop crying, the sad voice, with her thin body, no one could be indifferent when she saw it.

"Third grandmother, don't cry", some of the fathers in the village tried to comfort her.

The big guys all know that she is not easy, she became a widow at a young age, and she dragged three girls to grow up by herself, and now that the girls are married, she herself remains in the village.

The village is poor, no one is having a good time, and if they want to help, they have more than enough power to help, so they can only rely on their fate, if she leaves, they can at most help dig a pit for her to bury.

The old man's trembling and sad voice swirled at the entrance of Wangjia Village, the women secretly wiped their tears one by one, and the men all bowed their heads in silence, some leaning against the wall, some sitting on the ground.

The atmosphere suddenly changed, just because of a bowl of rice porridge that had fallen to the ground.

Cheng Yangyang stood in place, the high and low cries were like whips, and they were drawn at her one by one, and she suddenly became a sinner.

She just wants to keep her own money, but why is it not hers now, is it just because she can't help crying?

Everyone seemed to have tacitly agreed not to mention the matter of sharing money, because they all knew that it was impossible for her to give them the money for no reason.

"Dumb girl, go back, the matter ahead should be a joke", Village Chief Wang suddenly raised his head and said to Cheng Yangyang, his tone was soft and helpless.

These words made Cheng Yangyang's nose sour suddenly, and she looked at the villagers of Wangjia Village who were sitting at the entrance of the village, immersed in a life of poverty, helplessness, and powerlessness to resist, and her eyes were red.

They were all yellow-skinned and thin, working in the sun for a long time, resulting in dark skin, and coarse linen clothes covered with patches, looking like refugees, and she couldn't bear to overdo it.

But she can't take out the money and divide it because she is soft-hearted, this money is very important to her, and it is her only chance to change herself, and even change Wangjia Village.

Give her a little more time!

Cheng Yangyang picked up the backpack on the ground, pretended to be strong, walked past the villagers, and walked towards the thatched house in the back mountain.

All afternoon, she sat on the dirt lump behind the thatched house, looking at Wangjia Village under the hillside, and she could clearly see everything that happened in the village.

After the big guys dispersed, they each carried a hoe and a sickle, and they did what they should do, and they cut wild vegetables, and the days returned to normal.

It's just that the men who go out to work, when they go to the fields, like to sit on the ridges and look at their own rice fields, which are sparse and shriveled and grow like their people, and are malnourished.

I'm afraid there won't be any food left this year!

As the sun set, smoke began to rise in the village, Cheng Yangyang lay on the ground, looking at the blue sky, she already had a plan, agriculture is the foundation of the country and the foundation of the people at any time, she wants to start with agriculture first, which is also what she is good at.

In the evening, she once again pushed open the courtyard door of Wang Xiaoshan's house, and Wang Xiaoshan was still sitting on the threshold waiting for her.

Seeing Cheng Yangyang come in, Wang Xiaoshan had a moment of weakness and complained, she really shouldn't have poured that bowl of rice porridge in front of so many people today, but they shouldn't have shared her silver.

Under the contradiction, he didn't know what kind of mood to face her.

Cheng Yangyang didn't care, she was troublesome, so she cooked a pork porridge today, poured him a bowl and handed it to him, "Let's eat."

Wang Xiaoshan took the bowl in her hand, looking at the rice and meat in the bowl, her mood suddenly became heavy, "Such a delicious meal, I don't know how many days I can eat it......

He thought that his voice was already very small, but Cheng Yangyang still heard it, and she took his words, "I can eat every day in the future."

She also served herself a bowl, looked at the pork porridge in her hand, and said, "As long as you are willing to lend me your land to plant!"