In Zhao Gongyuan, the people of Luting Village, Jiuxizhuang and Dixi Village, who had just arrived, all moved, and the other villagers of Zhaotang Village couldn't hold their breath.

"We are not the Zhao family, how can we count our food? Can't you all get it, right?! ”

"I didn't get you, Zhaotang Village's own family just pressed the Dingkou collar, and the Wu family brother counted it!" Cui Zhi hid behind Wu Dong and shouted, and patted Wu Dong, "Calculate quickly!" Multiply the population by a mouthful of food! ”

After speaking, he didn't care what Wu Dong calculated, he turned his head and grabbed Wei Ming's hand, "Let's go, let's go back with the car!" ”

Wei Ming was pulled by her and squeezed out of the crowd carrying grain, and saw her deftly climb onto the ground row car in Luting Village, sitting on the side and snickering.

Wei Ming saw her little mouse stealing oil and eating, and the heavy doubts in his heart because of her were reduced a little.

Human ability and mind are two different things.

"Muzi, do you want to come up?" She asked, sticking her head.

Wei Ming once suspected that she was going to fall out of the car, and he said, "I'm not going to go, I'll just walk." ”

She pursed her lips and muttered, "You're used to wearing straw sandals, I can't stand it, I miss my flatcake bottom......"

Wei Ming heard her start talking nonsense again, and he didn't ask any more questions, and went to the side of the pond and broke some pampas grass to take with him.

After running back and forth for food a few times, the straw sandals under her feet were indeed worn out.

*

The Zhao family rushed to the north embankment, running all over the sweat, and the porridge water they had just drunk was consumed, but when they arrived at the north embankment, they saw that the embankment was cleaner than the porridge water, and there was no one.

"What's going on? What about people? Zhao Gong was out of breath.

Zhao Baojian was stronger than his father, and said, "Isn't it that we are running too fast, and the people from Luting Village haven't arrived yet!" ”

These words caused a group of young people to laugh, "It's all something that has no food in the stomach, and it can't outrun us if you break your legs!" ”

The young man giggled, but Zhao Gong didn't laugh, "No, even if the people from Luting Village didn't arrive, where did the people from the imperial court go?" ”

Everyone was stunned.

Someone tentatively asked: "Could it be that it has been snatched away by the people of Green Pavilion Village?!" ”

"No, it won't! So fast?! ”

You look at me, I look at you, it's incredible.

Zhao Baojian said: "Then go to Luting Village!" Get the food back! ”

A group of young people responded, and Zhao Gong's eyelids jumped, feeling that something was wrong.

He shouted to Zhao Baojian, "Don't panic! If they all go to Luting Village, the embankment will come to charge grain again, won't it be divided? ! ”

When Zhao Baojian heard this, he said again and again, "Dad is right!" Leave a few here then! It's a damn evil! ”

The word "evil" was like a sledgehammer, knocking on Zhao Gong's head, his eyelids fluttered again, and his heart was even more uneasy, and at this moment, someone suddenly shouted.

"Look, why are there so many people over there?!"

Everyone followed his finger and looked down and saw the way from Zhaotang Village to Luting Village across the pond.

The road was full of people, with sharp eyes, and exclaimed, "The car is pulling grain!" ”

Pull the grain? Where did the food come from?!

The Zhao family was still a little confused, Zhao Gongshan looked at the direction of the crowd, and suddenly understood, his head was dizzy, and he almost rolled off the embankment.

"Oops! They robbed the family of all the food! ”

"Ahh Zhao Baojian shouted, "Thief! Dare to rob the public food! Green Pavilion Village is reversed! Father! Let's go to the county to sue! ”

"That's right! Let the county magistrate collect the grain from their village! It's ours! Let them starve to death this time! The Zhao family, who had just pushed with the people of Luting Village, all glared and gritted their teeth.

On the way, a relative of the Zhao family rushed over to report the news, "The Zhao family is surrounded!" The food has been robbed! ”

Zhao Baojian listened, kicked on the willow tree on the side, "Go find someone, call the people from Jiuxizhuang and Dixi Village, and return the elder!" The people of Luting Village robbed the grain of four villages! Let them not eat and walk around! ”

Zhao Baojian hated him so much, and the Zhao family on the side also followed suit, and the relative who hurriedly came to report the news was a little confused.

"Brother Baojian, the people of Jiuxizhuang and Dixi Village are here...... Yes, I came with a piece to grab food! ”

Zhao Baojian's ears roared, "What did you say?" ”

"Luting Village shouted that Jiuxi Village and Dixi Village came together! The people of our own village also grabbed it! ”

Zhao Baojian's brain was not enough, "Then, then sue these three villages together!" It's really the other way around, I'll go to the county ......"

Before he finished speaking, he was kicked to the ground by Zhao Gong, "What are you doing in the county?!" Sue yourself?! ”

"But Dad, they robbed the food ......"

Zhao Gong covered his head angrily, "Who did you blame for not looking?!" As he spoke, he took two deep breaths, looked at the cart pulling grain on the road in the distance, and said hatefully, "When the grain from the court comes, I will let them all eat fart!" Walk! Get back! ”

*

The Zhao family has no food, but every family has food.

The grain is approved and distributed according to the number of people in each family. To be honest, there is nothing to do with Cui Zhi, a homeless person.

However, Cui Zhi secretly calculated a copy for Muzi's missing third uncle, and she helped Uncle Muzi eat it.

Seeing the food entering the house, Tian's eyes welled up with tears, "It's okay now, Xiaoyi can eat a serious meal!" ”

Xiao Yi has been vomiting for the past two days, the child has a weak spleen and stomach, and the thin soup and thin water sent by the Zhao family are useless.

Cui Zhi stepped forward and said to the Tian family, "Boil some rice juice for Xiaoyi, and she will eat it slowly." ”

How much rice do I need to boil rice juice? Although there is some food at home, but when the court sends food, it can only be tightened.

Tian hesitated, looked at Cui Zhi and then at Wei Ming.

Cui Zhi directly called Wei Ming, "Muzi, what do you say?" ”

"Auntie, Cui Zhi is right, take care of Xiaoyi first, she is still young."

In the last life, although Xiao Yi did not starve to death, she had stomach pain, often couldn't eat, was emaciated and weak, and before she could reach her death, a cold wind and cold killed her.

Wei Ming handed over the grain to Tian's hands, "Auntie, Xiao Yi can't wait." ”

Tian burst into tears and hugged the grain, "Good boy, I'm going to cook it for Xiao Yi, and I'm spreading pancakes for the two of you!" ”

As soon as the word "pancake" came out, Cui Zhi's stomach screamed very sensitively - grunt.

Tian's eyes were full of tears, and he glanced at Cui Zhi lovingly, "Good boy, thanks to you for discovering about Old Zhu Po this time, we got food, you are a hero, go back and eat more!" I'll pack it up! ”

said that he was busy and busy.

Cui Zhi was overjoyed, feeling that he had finally not eaten and drunk in vain, and when he turned his head, he saw Wei Ming sitting on the wooden pier, just looked up, and said to her: "Come here, weave straw shoes for you." ”

Cui Zhi blinked, "You can weave straw sandals?" ”

Wei Ming didn't reply to her, and picked up the freshly picked pampas grass in his hand.

She is like a young lady, she can't even wear straw sandals, she just yells with the old Zhu Po, and she doesn't lose to those market women, she can count, and she is like a shrewd businessman, and she is even more daring than bandits, and she also speaks some words that people can't understand......

These things were strangely coordinated on her, and Wei Ming decided that she must be different from himself, not reborn, but where did she come from?

Wei Ming felt that he had to ask clearly.