"Boiling water, boiling water, let Jean ~~~"

The time has passed, and the afterglow is still shining on itself, but it has long faded the light and heat of noon, and hangs calmly on the west mountain, looking at the creatures and all things on the earth motionlessly, and a quiet and peaceful atmosphere is blowing in the face, which is intoxicating. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

In the past, the villagers of Qinghe Village, who were supposed to go home after a day's hard work at this time, were busy one by one today.

The original undulating hills at the head of the village, after an afternoon of hard work by the young and strong, have now been leveled a lot, and the excess soil has been filled into the nearby ravine, and the villagers have spontaneously pulled the tables and chairs of each family to place, squeezing the leveled land tightly.

At this moment, boiling water, boiling rice, a good fat pig has also been skinned and is being dismembered, while several women are sitting on the ground chatting with a smile, while struggling to defeather a chicken and duck that has only been scalded with boiling water, a few naughty children are drooling on the side, while playing back and forth, so lively.

Occasionally, a woman shouted and scolded, telling her children not to run around, and to sit obediently and wait for the meal to start, but there were also a few children who were not in a hurry, taking advantage of no one's attention, to stretch out their paws into the cauldron from time to time, and regardless of the hot hands, they grabbed a steamed bun and stuffed it into their mouths.

When others saw it, they also smiled, no one cares about these rabbits today, eat hard, today's good days are not common.

On the side of the remote and quiet mountain road, in a small clearing, the monks who had performed their duties during the day had returned, and they gathered together, occasionally looking at the busy villagers, looking at the fat fried in the cauldron, swallowing saliva from time to time, smelling the fragrance of the Buddha blown by the breeze, and talking absent-mindedly.

Li Jing looked at all this, and a sense of satisfaction surged in his heart, squatted on the ground, and touched Feng Xingman who was squatting next to him with his elbow, "How about today's affairs?" ”

Feng Xingman retracted his eyes eager to eat, looked at the monks gathered on the ground, and said, "Today, the big guy has gone to a few nearby villages, and it is similar to what the lord expected, this year's drought has caused serious harvests in various places, and many people are sad, and they don't have the strength to talk to us anymore. ”

"Yes, the situation in Zhangjiagang next door is the worst, there is no river irrigation there, and two died in order to grab water last month, and the grain in the field is dead, and they are discussing the matter of fleeing together when I passed." A monk talked, as if he was thinking of his own previous life, a little distracted, but he didn't know what was going on in his own house, which was really worrying.

When everyone heard this, they were all a little silent, Zhao Mosheng bit a thatch and chewed hard, as if he wanted to chew something to taste, Tan Wu was also silently fiddling with the long knife on the side, wiping it carefully, Li Jing glanced around and sighed.

How big the pot is, how much rice to put in, now his ability is only enough to take care of the villagers, and the affairs of others can only be watched.

A monk couldn't help it, stood up and complained, "My lord, why do you say we deserve such a hard life? Not to mention anything else, just this Wang family, living a life full of oil, wearing brocade clothes and grosami, why do we have to be so poor, not enough to eat, not warm to wear. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, everyone has their own blessings, if you don't work hard, envy others for what!" When Feng Xingman heard this, he immediately interrupted, and he was also full of authority in the past, and the monk saw him refute, so he didn't speak, but just went to see Li Jing and wanted him to come out and say a fair word.

Li Jing squinted at him, didn't speak, just lowered his head and thought about something silently, and when the group saw this, they also fell silent and quiet, only the soft sound of the breeze blowing at the foot of the mountain, bringing a burst of meat fragrance from time to time......

"Come on, people, the people from Yuanping Town are here! Many, many! ”

Suddenly, a voice completely broke the peaceful environment, the man who fried the meat put down the spatula and picked up the flat pole, and the woman who teased the child picked up the stool next to her, and looked towards the place where the sound came from.

Li Jing sat in place with his sister, and when he heard the voice, he quickly got up, "What's going on, you guys quickly bring weapons and come with me." ”

"What's wrong, what's wrong." It was a mess, Li Jing brought someone up, grabbed a villager and asked.

"The bastards who grabbed water with us in Yuanping Town are here again!" The villager roared, and when he saw Li Jing bringing people up, his heart suddenly calmed down, and he was bold again, pinching the flat pole in his hand and gritting his teeth.

After the head of the village, it is the Hutuo River, which is already a little dry at the moment, and even the small legs of adults are exposed in the shallow part of the water, standing on the embankment, I saw a group of people standing by the riverbed in the black pressure on the opposite side, and several adult men have walked to the middle of the river and are coming this way.

As he walked, he shouted, "Folks from Qinghe Village opposite, don't do it, we have no malicious intentions." ”

"Go back! What are you doing here! A few young men waved the wooden sticks in their hands vigorously, trying to scare the visitors away.

Hmph, a few days ago, he came to grab water, injured our villagers, and destroyed our crops.

Li Jing also squeezed over, and the young man next to him saw that it was him, and they all got out of the way, and when they arrived at the riverbed, Li Jing looked at the opposite side, afraid of two or three hundred people, dragging families with mouths, and those with children in their hands, and adults all carrying flat shoulders.

"Don't be busy, let a few of them come over and see what they say." Li Jing hurriedly stopped a few young men who were about to be smashed with stones, and motioned for the people on the other side to come over and ask about the situation, everyone was stupid when they heard it, what else is there to say to the people of Yuanping Town, just seeing him speak, it is not to lose it, and it is not to smash it.

Li Jing had just crossed over, and he didn't understand anything before, nor did he understand the conflict with Yuan Ping's side, so he could only ask others for advice, "Uncle, what do you think is going on?!" ”

Li Denggao was standing beside him at the moment, and when he saw Li Jing asking, he had no choice but to hear it clearly because his voice was noisy and he couldn't hear it clearly, so he could only listen with his ears pricked up and cover half of his hand with his hand, and finally understood what he heard.

When I understood, I couldn't help but purse my mouth, "What else can I do, I can't eat, I'm here to escape." ”

Thinking of his arrogance when he fought for water with his own village a few days ago, Li Denggao was angry and deserved it! It's really an eye-opener, this year's labor apportionment in Chunxian County is the worst of the original chaos, and 100 people from Dingkou went to Jiexiu County, Fenzhou Prefecture, to build the city wall.

If it was in previous years, I would have gritted my teeth and gone, but what kind of world is this year, hundreds of thousands of rogues in the south are in turmoil, and Jiexiu, the capital of Fenzhou, is the boundary where officials and bandits are fighting.

Seeing that there was no movement here, those men hurriedly took the opportunity to cross the river, and as soon as they came ashore, a man about forty years old said with a bitter face, "Please also ask the people of Qinghe Village to look at the love of our neighbors in the past, and rescue them." ”

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