The courtyard was full of people, and the voices of thanking Fan Dianyuan were endless, what kind people, Bodhisattvas are alive, and they live a long life, what kind of words can they expect this group of soil buns to say? Fan Dianyuan shook his head, with a smile on his face, in fact, he had already torn these people apart in his heart.

Bags of millet were moved from the grain hoard to the kitchen, jars of white flour were scooped out, and even a fat pig became the soul of the knife. The ladies and noodles are making noodles, burning the fire, and soon the aroma comes from the cauldron. These are the most precious food in my family, and it's a fucking pity that they were ruined by these dirt buns!

Fan Dianyuan, who couldn't bear to look at it anymore, remembered those guests, go and take a look, don't disturb the guests because of these hungry people, maybe there will be any trouble in the future!

"Mr. Zhou, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I've disturbed you, Fan is really sorry, do you want to return some silver to you?" Looking at Fan Dian's original buckle and rope, Zhou Shuren couldn't bear to take the money in his hand.

Zhou Shuren waved his hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, I understand." Along the way, we saw this kind of scene of disaster victims, hungry people can do anything, eat the living and eat the dead, Mr. Fan's choice is correct. ”

"Hey, what kind of world is this, to be honest, Lao Fan I also came from a tenant, and I have experienced many famines, but there has never been a time like this. Since this year, I have reduced the tenants' rents by half, and if I can get through it and prevent the villagers from fleeing the famine, it will be regarded as an old model and my virtue. Fan Dianyuan said with emotion.

Zhou Shuren was taken aback, he didn't expect this Fan Dianyuan to have this kind of knowledge, what they saw along the way were all landlords, government officials and even military people who increased rents and taxes to collect grain, only such a family reduced rent, no wonder the tenants in this village did not flee the famine. At a critical time, he can also help his owner deal with the hungry people, this Fan Dian is either a bodhisattva's heart, or he is far-sighted, Zhou Shuren would rather believe in the latter, but this is already a great practice.

"Mr. Fan. If the government, landlords, and grain merchants in Henan could be like you, this famine would not be able to rise! Zhou Shuren said with some compliments.

Fan Dianyuan hurriedly smiled, looked at these people, and cautiously tentatively said: "I heard that the accents are all southerners, I heard that there is a lot of money over there, there is endless food, endless cloth, three meals a day, and meat for every meal." Is it true? ”

Zhou Shuren and Xiao Liu glanced at each other, and said with a smile: "We are indeed from over there, how to say it, eating is no longer a problem that needs to be considered over there, what ordinary people over there think about is how to plant more land, earn more money, open more factories, and learn more techniques." There are smoking cars running on the streets, steamers swimming overhead, big cities full of high-rise buildings, and families in small towns can afford bicycles. And my cigarettes. You can buy it everywhere in department stores. ”

Speaking of the bicycle, Fan Dianyuan's eyes began to glow. Zhou Shuren saw that he had been staring at the cigarette in his hand, and finally introduced one more sentence. Then he took out one and helped Fan Dian to point it out.

"Z-", Fan Dianyuan took a long breath, and then spit out the smoke ring with satisfaction: "Actually, there were many businessmen from the south in our place. Sell everything, you said about bicycles, and this kind of cigarettes, I really envy the days over there. It's just that then there was a famine, and I couldn't eat enough. Besides, if the hungry people can eat those traders alive, who would dare to do business. ”

"We ordinary people don't care which family is in charge, as long as we can live a good life and make us think it's not bad for you to take the lead, it's enough. If you want me to say, the current imperial court should have been rough and let the revolutionary party in the south call the shots, but when we haven't had ordinary people in China call the shots for thousands of years, let's not count! Fan Dianyuan came up in spirit and said a few more words.

Zhou Shuren nodded: "That's true, Mr. Fan can see it thoroughly." Even in the Zhenguan and Kaiyuan periods, the common people still lived a hard life, and our Chinese people were the best laborers, and they could endure it, you see, even in this famine era, it was not said that they were directly confronting the government. For those rulers who are high above, the words of the common people and the fate of the common people are a fart! After all, Zhou Shuren is still a young man, and it is common for him to get excited and say a few dirty words.

The more he talked, the more excited Zhou Shuren became, but he didn't notice Fan Dianyuan's impatience, he found the wrong person to talk to, how could the small landlord in the countryside understand Zhou Shuren's complaints? Fortunately, someone relieved Fan Dianyuan and freed him from Zhou Shuren's great compassion curse.

Thinking about the question of whether the rulers of Huaguo were also the same attributes of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, but was interrupted, Zhou Shuren was also a little happy, how could he question the great Zhenguo Party and the great leader?

"Boss, boss, I'm back!" The bolt ran over panting and shouted. Fan Dianyuan ran out with a happy face and asked, "How is it, are you here?" Where are the people? ”

"Mulai, the owner, you heard me say, as soon as I walked to Guxiang, I saw a group of soldiers from Wuyang going south, and I was so frightened that I hurried back.

Fan Dianyuan hurriedly tugged on the sleeve of the bolt pillar and told him to shut up, but unfortunately, it was late, the bolt pillar was notoriously loud, and everyone heard his words.

"Wait, what, boss, what did he just say?" Dong Laosan threw away a bone, slowly stood up with his head rubbed, and asked loudly.

Bolt pillars, you're broken! "Mu, what Mu said, they are all eating and drinking!" Fan Dianyuan hoped to be over, but it backfired, and his last hope was dashed.

"Oh, Fan Dongjia, you are going to report to the official, we are just here to eat something from you, and you have to report to the official! Why are you so ruthless? Speaking of which, Dong Laosan broke away from Fan Dianyuan's pull and kicked him down, and the rest of the hungry people also shouted and wanted to come up to help.

"Folks, fight with these turtle grandchildren!" Fan Dianyuan was kicked, but his brain reacted quickly enough, and he shouted loudly while lying on the ground, and the young owner in the high place also shouted: "Folks, do it with these turtle grandchildren, and the family will receive two buckets of millet after the family!" ”

"Wow!" The tenants of the Fan family immediately picked up the guys and rushed forward, maybe it was Fan Dianyuan's usual preferential treatment that worked, maybe it was the two buckets of millet, no matter what the reason, there was finally a fight in the compound, and nearly a thousand hungry people and more than 500 tenants twisted together. Sticks, rakes, shovels, etc., all became instruments for fighting, and people kept falling to the ground, bleeding from their bodies.

More people took the opportunity to run out with grain on their backs, whether they were hungry people or tenants, and after a while, the large grain hoards were carried away. The landlord's wife sat on the steps and cried and shook the sky, and the young owner knelt on the earthen wall with four gunmen to take a roll call one by one, and in an instant, more than a dozen people carrying food were shot.

"A turtle grandson!" Dong Laosan looked at the few people who fired the gun, and greeted him, more than a dozen people climbed the steps and rushed up the earthen wall, the guards were not proficient in firearms, not to mention that this kind of single-shot rifle was very slow, and he only had time to raise the gun to block it, and he was hit hard by the wooden stick and swept to the ground. Shaodongjia shot and hit one person, but then Dong Laosan kicked off the earthen wall and fell in the yard.

With blood spitting from the corners of his mouth, the young owner tried to crawl on the ground and move with difficulty, trying to recruit help, and then, he saw Xia Lu hiding in a pyre.

Xia Lu is really fucking timid, no one can find him when he hides! "Xia Lu, save me, Xia Lu, save me!" Shaodongjia raised a hand and bluffed, looking at Xia Lu hopefully, but saw Xia Lu glaring at him fiercely, then looked left and right, picked up a wooden stick next to him and hit Shaodongjia on the head fiercely.

Seeing that Shaodong's house was silent, Xia Lu let out a "puff" and hid back in his pyre. I thought I didn't know, and I wanted to bully our flowers, **** drops!

"Bang bang bang!" A series of gunshots rang out one after another, and several hungry people fell to the ground in the chaos, and the crisp gunfire was particularly harsh in the courtyard. Outside the door, four gunmen held guns in both hands, pointing at the chaotic crowd in front of them, and the muzzles of their guns were still emitting a faint green smoke.

Zhou Shuren couldn't help it, this was no longer a simple fight, but evolved into a life-and-death fight, just for food. After more than a dozen hungry people tried to knock on their doors, and after seeing the courtyard full of blood and dead and wounded people, Zhou Shuren finally asked Xiao Liu to take decisive measures to stop the disaster.

"I&*! Dozens of hungry people nearby saw that their companions were hit, and they wanted to rush up to fight, didn't the gunmen of the old Fan family be killed, these people also had to die! "After a full meal, the hungry people turned into mobs, brandishing dung forks and looking extremely brave.

"Bang bang bang!" Xiao Liu and others are not soft, the strong recoil makes the wrists of both hands a little painful, the bullet out of the muzzle of the gun in a fan swept over, the pistol held at a certain angle obliquely has many bullets and great power, and it can actually play the effect of a submachine gun, but this gun is too heavy, the recoil is too large, and there is no certain training, and it may not be able to grasp it!

More than a dozen people fell again, this time the hungry people woke up, Made, these gunmen are Hades, we can't provoke them! Turning around and wanting to leave, Xiao Liu followed closely with the guards, with the muzzle of the gun pointed to the sky, shooting one shot at a time, directly driving all the hungry people out of the compound. (To be continued.) )