Three days later, Meng Fan came back, the bamboo basket was full of various medicinal herbs, and even two small ginseng plants were dug up.

After going home and washing his face, Meng Fan walked to the north slope of Dongshan with a basket of herbs on his back, and told Xu Qianru that he would go into the mountain to collect medicine, and Xu Qianru found someone to put his family's three acres of land on a plastic greenhouse. After all, the jade bottle cannot be revealed in front of people casually.

But when he got to the field, Meng Fan didn't see the plastic greenhouse at all. The materials are there, but they are not built.

"What's going on?" Meng Fan found Xu Qianru and asked her why.

Xu Qianru was slightly surprised when she saw Meng Fan, she hadn't seen her for three days, how could she feel that Meng Fan was like a different person.

Although he is still the same, he always feels that something is different.

"Someone is blocking it." Xu Qianru said and told him about the past three days. It turned out to be a ghost made by Zhao Chuanxi, since Meng Fan made a fortune by growing magical corn, people in ten miles and eight villages feel that this is a treasure land. Zhao Chuanxi regretted that his intestines were blue, and his eyes were very red. Xu Qianru sent an artificial greenhouse, and he led people to stop it.

"What do you want to do?" Meng Fan returned to the village, found Zhao Chuanxi directly, and asked him what he meant.

The land was changed at the request of Zhao Chuanxi, three acres of fertile land for a few pieces of wasteland, and now that he has made a fortune, Zhao Chuanxi regrets it.

All good things are for you to spread, how can there be such a reason?

There is no office in the village, and the village chief's office is in the bungalow of Zhao Chuanxi's house. Seeing Meng Fan's aggressive killing, the village chief smiled and said: "Huzi, why are you so angry, the villagers have something to say, come and sit down and say, tell the second master, who provoked you?" ”

Meng Fan snorted and asked rhetorically, "Don't you know who provoked me?" Ask your son. ”

Of course, the village chief knew about this, but he couldn't show it on the surface, so he pretended to be angry and asked Zhao Chuanxi: "Why did you provoke Huzi, and the rabbit cub didn't coax him?" ”

Obviously, the village chief still treats Meng Fan as a fool.

"I just want to go back to our land, what's wrong?" Zhao Chuanxi muttered, and said reluctantly: "Dad, you can't finish what I said first." When the land was divided before, Huzi should have been allocated three acres of good land, but wasn't he stupid at that time, and he was afraid that the good land would be wasted in his hands, so I exchanged land with him. At that time, the village said that I was not authentic and bullied Huzi. Now that Huzi is well, of course I have to return the three pieces of fertile land to him, and I did this for Huzi. ”

It turned out to be this, the village director and others suddenly understood, they saw Zhao Chuanxi leading people to obstruct Meng Fan from building a greenhouse, and they thought that he was bullying Meng Fan as an orphan again, so Meng Fan was wrong. Don't treat other people's kindness as a donkey's liver and lungs.

"Fart, you obviously think that my land is Xiantian, and you want to take it for yourself!" Meng Fan scolded in an angry manner.

"Huzi, don't make a noise yet. Take a sip of water, sit down and say. The village chief pulled Meng Fan to sit down with a smile, and said with relief: "Don't be angry, you pass on Uncle Xi and think about it for you." What Xiantian is not Xiantian, that is all superstition. Chuanxi told me about this, since he changed land with you, he has been looked down upon by the villagers and wronged. I have long mentioned that I will return the three acres of good land to you, but I am afraid that the villagers will gossip, so I have delayed it until now. ”

"Now that your buds have been harvested, you should exchange the land for it, right?"

The village chief is worthy of being the most learned person in the mountains, and he speaks like the Tao, which is really like that. The village director and others also felt that this matter was not to blame Chuanxi, and they should return the good field to Meng Fan.

"That is, I just want to return your good land to you, so I organized them to build a greenhouse. Otherwise, wouldn't it be for nothing? Zhang Chuanxi hurriedly said, looking aggrieved. In fact, I was happy in my heart, Xiantian, the bud rice planted is as tall as a poplar tree, and a bud can be sold for dozens of yuan, and he has more varieties, and he has not become a 10,000 yuan household.

As for the re-division of the land in five years, when the time comes, I will find a way, these few pieces of immortal fields will be his family in the future, won't he be rich.

"I won't change it, I said that these pieces of land will belong to me in the past five years, and now you say that you will change it, are you bullying me for being an orphan?" Meng Fan said angrily.

"You kid, and you're playing with a child's temper." The village chief smiled and said, "Whoever bullied you is from the villagers." ”

"I don't care, I won't change it anyway." Meng Fan played a scoundrel, as if those wastelands were really some kind of treasure, and he didn't want to say anything.

The more he was like this, the more Zhao Chuanxi felt that it was an immortal field and he had to get his hands on it.

"Huzi, what do you want. Uncle knows that you feel wronged, but you also have to think about it, since I changed the land for you, how many people have pointed to my backbone and scolded me this year. Now that you have a good brain, you can't let your uncle bear this infamy. Zhao Chuanxi said, sincerely, I don't know, I really think he is a good person.

Meng Fan sneered, go to your uncle's good man, he stole my jade bodhisattva and almost beat me to death. Now you are pretending to be a good person, and you think beautifully.

"Don't change!" Meng Fan said coldly, turned around and left.

Leaving Zhao Chuanxi's house, Meng Fan came to Qingyuan Resort again and asked Xu Mengru to send someone to build a plastic greenhouse.

Although these pieces of land are not good, they really can't be exchanged. Because it was a cover, the people in the village thought that it was Xiantian, and it just helped him cover the existence of the Yujing bottle.

But Zhao Chuanxi is obviously determined to get these pieces of land, since it is not good to say that it sounds good, he simply tears his face. not only picked up the cuihua to make trouble, but also led people to beat the construction people to stop the construction of the plastic greenhouse.

Although Meng Fan was angry, he was helpless, he was an orphan and had no relatives in the village. Zhao Chuanxi Laozi is the head of the village, and he has done well over the years, and several ruffians in the village are close to Zhao Chuanxi.

It's not easy to bully him as a lonely person.

drove away the construction people, and Zhao Chuanxi directly burned the bamboo blanks that built the plastic greenhouse.

If it weren't for the big yellow dog, Meng Fan would have been beaten badly. Fortunately, after drinking the spiritual liquid, the big yellow dog became like a mandrill, majestic like a calf, grinning at Zhao Chuanxi and the others, and no one dared to touch him.

Zhao Chuanxi and the others were afraid of the big yellow dog and didn't dare to come hard. But the bamboo blanks were burned, and Meng Fan's plastic greenhouse was not to be built.

"Erhuzi, why don't you say you don't listen, you have said it, I'm doing it for your good. If you don't listen to persuasion, you can't blame your uncle. Zhao Chuanxi said, glancing at the grinning big yellow dog, and asked a few people not to be impulsive.

Li Ersil and the others helped on the side again, and said: "That is, Chuanxi will return your family's good land to you, that is as it should be." Why don't you know what to do, why do you have to occupy the land of the Chuanxi family? ”

"Whoever is supposed is whomever it is, how many years of rules." Another person said, all speaking for Zhao Chuanxi.

As if Meng Fan was really doing something wrong, they blamed one after another.

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