The pheasant vanished into thin air and appeared in the warehouse. Feng Hua looked at it quietly, and saw the pheasant standing motionless in the warehouse like a specimen.

Don't die..... Feng Hua's mind moved again, and the pheasant was put into the chicken coop she had fenced, cooing and scurrying around frantically, until a nest of chicks suddenly appeared, and it slowly quieted down.

Feng Hua smiled slightly, and continued to look for it in the meadow.

Even during the three-year difficult period, the situation in their village was relatively better, the land was vast and sparsely populated, and the products were abundant, at least the wild vegetables could not be eaten, and the wild things did not die....

One afternoon, Feng Hua caught 3 more litters of pheasants and 1 litter of wild ducks, a total of 56 large and small, which was a bumper harvest.

Thinking that countless eggs and duck eggs would hit her a few months later, Feng Hua's eyes lit up a little.

"It's really going back the more I live, and I haven't seen you so happy before giving a golden egg." Feng Hua muttered to himself.

It was on her birthday, and one of her nephews actually gave her a nest of eggs made of pure gold, and I don't know what to think.

Is it sarcastic about her? Is she a hen that lays golden eggs? Hmph, she kicked him out of the company in a few days. This incident reminded her to make a will early, so as not to get carried away and do some disgusting things.

Thinking of the "good sister" who is only 6 years old now, Feng Hua smiled, she planned to change her husband in this life to fundamentally solve some disgusting existences.

If you have to be disgusting, then change the version.

Feng Hua was busy here, not knowing that there were people on the other side of the village who were busy with her.

In an empty room in the brigade's office, five or six people stood, surrounding the horse cannon lying on the ground.

"Ma Cannon, let me ask you again, why did you strangle Feng Hua?" Liang Qingshan asked in a deep voice.

"I didn't! You have wronged me! I didn't! Ma Cannon lay on the ground and neighed.

He has been locked up here since the day he was founded, but no matter how others beat him up or asked him, he just said this sentence and refused to admit it.

He is not stupid, he does not admit that he will be beaten a few times at most, with his grandmother here, he can be released in a few days.

He confessed, maybe what's going on!

Liang Qingshan became angry when he saw him like this, and turned his head to look at the surrounding militiamen.

A few people understood, and there was another round of punching and kicking around the horse cannon.

The horse cannon screamed like a pig.

"Oh, my eldest grandson, you're going to be killed! Don't worry, grandma will have to avenge you even if she gives up this life! I'll go to the county, go to the province to find an organization! The son of my martyr is going to be killed~~"

From afar, I heard an old lady howling and singing all the way.

Several people in the room stopped and looked at each other, all of them feeling deeply powerless.

Although this old lady Ma is suspicious, she did not kill people and set fires, and she is a martyr's mother, so no one dares to touch a finger of her.

"Captain, this matter can't be delayed any longer, this old lady really wanted to go to the county yesterday, although we stopped her, but she didn't really want to go, if she didn't let go, we couldn't stop her if she really went, it's not like that....." Militia captain Zhao Dashan said.

Liang Qingshan didn't know this truth, but Ma Cannon couldn't just let it go, he already had nothing to fear now, so he let it go, maybe in the future, it would be like Feng Hua said, find someone else to start.

"Besides, we can't feed him anymore, it's just cheap!" The brigade accountant leaned over and whispered.

This locked up the person, he couldn't starve to death, he had to be given something to eat, there was really no food in the team, and it hurt to die if it was wasted on this kind of person.

"Captain, otherwise, we won't kill him, let's just say that he hurts people, after all, the girl from the Feng family was bloody when she came out, everyone saw it, and he couldn't rely on it.

"We should let him go, we should punish him, and leave him alive, and the old lady will not make any more trouble. Besides, if you want him to die, you really can't. Zhao Dashan said.

"Okay, let's do it." Liang Qingshan frowned.

In the end, Ma Cannon was fined for digging a year's dung, and his work was halved.

After all, it is a martyr's family, and the key is that the victim is not dead, but the injury is not serious, and there is no reason to punish him heavily. If he admits to killing someone, it's okay to send him in for a few years, but if he doesn't admit it now, he can only be punished like this.

The horse cannon lying on the ground stared at a certain place with gloomy eyes, and clenched his hands tightly. He has always relied on his status as a martyr to show off his might, and anyone in the village has to respect him when they see him! Now let him dig up the dung? He can't afford to lose that man!

Fenghua! Fang Yuan! You wait for Lao Tzu!

As soon as Mrs. Ma saw her grandson come out, she hurriedly greeted her, looking at her grandson's blue nose and swollen face, she was shocked again, and when she heard the punishment of the brigade against Ma Cannon, she was relieved.

She knows too well what her grandson is like, this meat-eating thing.... There was a vague omen before! Now that things are so vague, she quickly accepts it when she sees it.

When I got home, I felt distressed when I saw my eldest grandson's embarrassed appearance, and I couldn't stop scolding.

Scolding and scolding, he suddenly had an idea, and said excitedly to Ma Cannon: "Eldest grandson, what do you think of Feng Hua?" Grandma will marry her back for you! ”

Ma Cannon is 23 years old this year, a proper older youth. Before, the grandparents and grandchildren had always relied on the identity of martyrs to marry a girl in the city! Later, I saw that it didn't work, so I wanted to marry a good girl with good appearance, good figure, good temper, able to work, and dowry.

But how can such a good girl look down on him? Even those who are not good, no one marries him.

People who feel sorry for their daughter don't look down on Ma Dacang as a person, and those who don't feel sorry for their daughter don't look down on Mrs. Ma as a person. Originally, I wanted to sell a girl to help the family, but the old lady of Arima is not enough, and she still wants to take advantage?

So even if Ma Cannon has a glittering identity, he is still single.

Ma Cannon's eyes flickered, and he shook his head for a while: "I don't want Feng Hua, it's thin and small, it's boring, I want her eldest sister." ”

The seven fairies of the Feng family are all very beautiful, even if they are a few little sisters, they are all white and cute, and their appearance is more than a grade higher than that of the village. Feng Hua is only 11, and he is short, so he can't see anything.

The eldest sister Feng Meihua is 14 years old, whether it is height or size, she is a big girl, and it is suitable to marry at this age.

Mrs. Ma was a little embarrassed, relying on the entanglement between Ma Cannon and Feng Hua, she went out to break a few words, which ruined Feng Hua's reputation, and maybe she could get her over.

But the boss Feng Meihua is not necessarily. She also understands that the girl has grown up and is waiting to sell it for a good price! If it weren't for the fact that it hadn't been good in the past two years, it would have been sold!

It's not easy to get a bride price without getting it in vain.