After the village chief returned, he braved the rain and began to check one by one, who was in the family, who was there, who had retreated from the battlefield, what was the name of the wounded, and how old they were.

This is not deliberately guided by Wuchen, but the village chief and Lao Rao Tou deliberately did it in such detail out of psychological effect, they are afraid that they will directly record how many wounded soldiers in each family and how many people remember the suspicion, so they can record them clearly one by one, so as not to have any dissatisfaction with Wuchen.

They knew that Wu Chen probably wouldn't care, but they did it for peace of mind.

The light rain fell for three days, and on a gloomy afternoon that was neither yin nor yang, Wu Chen asked Qiyan to inform the village chief and asked him to inform him that the family sent a representative to receive the silver, and sat down on the chair to drink tea.

Within half an hour, the villagers lined up under the organization of the village chief and stood in the barn floor in a regular manner, standing in the open space outside the eaves without standing water.

"Girl, this is my booklet of the people in the village, take a look." Although the village chief said that he was talking to Meng Shaoguang with a smile, he did not mean to flatter. This good deed was enough to make them grateful to Wuchen, but not enough for them to curry favor with him for a silver tael. In the final analysis, this good deed was voluntary by the Fifth Chen, and they just had good intentions and did not need to be too diligent.

Meng Shaoguang took it with a smile and thanked the village chief. Take it over and take a closer look, and the smile in his eyes deepens.

"The village chief remembers very clearly, and he has worked hard."

The village chief hurriedly waved his hand to signal that this was what he should do, and then stood aside, not in a hurry to step forward.

Seeing this, Meng Shaoguang didn't say much, glanced at the old men, women and children who were all questioning, showed a kind smile, and said: "My young master's path to Luoren Village coincided with heavy rain, thanks to the village chief of Luoren Village, this good deed should be to repay the village chief's kindness, you don't have to mind." ”

The village chief must have said these things to them, but looking at the distrust and doubts in their eyes, Meng Shaoguang felt the need to say it himself. After all, who would have nothing to do with their village, even the imperial court didn't care about them, and Wuchen's approach would inevitably make them incomprehensible.

"You have also seen that it will take at least three days to reach the next town from Luoren Village to Qiancheng, and it will rain for three days, and my young master is weak and sick and not suitable for rain, so this favor is very heavy, you can relax and accept it."

Everyone nodded when they heard Meng Shaoguang's words, and the doubts in their eyes were replaced by joy, in the end, they were from the village, and they were very simple. There is no greed in the eyes of anyone who thinks that each family gives less than a tael of silver.

"Then we started to distribute the money from the booklet made by the village chief, and the village chief was attentive, and the first people in the line were all injured in the family. Luo Chengjia. ”

After Meng Shaoguang finished reading, a woman led a shriveled child out, her face full of excitement and uneasiness.

"Don't be afraid, there are two injuries in your family, one is your husband Luo Cheng, who injured his thigh, and the other is your brother-in-law, who injured his arm. Right? If Meng Shaoguang wants to appease someone, even his voice is soft.

The woman fixed her mind and said: "Yes, my husband's leg is gone, but pity my little brother-in-law, he broke an arm like this before he married his daughter-in-law, and the heaven-damn court didn't care about it......"

said with a look of grief and unwillingness.

"There's no hurdle you can't get over, madam, don't be too sad. It's three taels of silver, and you can take it. ”

"Thank you! Thank you...... Little Liuzi, thank you, sister. ”

"Thank you, sister!" Although the child is weak and sadistic, his voice is bright and he looks healthy.

"Good~" Since having a younger brother, Meng Shaoguang has really been a little more patient with children, reached out and touched Xiao Liuzi's messy head, and smiled and bent his eyebrows.