This was Ye Wen's first reaction.

Is it possible?

In fact, Ye Wen really didn't worry about others finding out that he was not Ah Hu. Anyway, this matter was handled by the village chief, and he definitely couldn't watch it from the sidelines if something went wrong, otherwise Ye Wen would not be able to please him if he was unlucky.

What really made him feel uneasy was the relationship between his current body and "Ye Wen".

Where on the timeline are you at this moment? Why do the people here hear Ye Wen's name as if they have seen a ghost? Where did this body come from?

Before these things are clarified, the danger will always be lurking in the unknown fog, which cannot be seen through or touched, so that every cold hair of Ye Wen is set up and dare not let go.

In order to circumvent this potential risk, he can ruin his face.

But counting the time, even if he himself is still alive in this world, he must be forty or fifty years old. Time has changed a person's appearance quite a lot, and this body is similar to his younger self. So even if someone has seen himself in this world, it will not necessarily be connected to the body he is using at this moment.

Besides, it shouldn't be very likely that these villagers, who work like cattle all day long, have seen "Ye Wen".

So what is there to worry about?

Ye Wen shrugged and continued to chop wood.

But chopping and chopping, Ye Wen felt that his side was much more spacious.

When he looked up, the villagers who had been working with him on the wood had all dodged away, and the guys who had been staring at him before were walking towards him.

"Oh, Ah Hu, you're working hard."

The leader raised the corners of his mouth and said loudly.

Ye Wen glanced at him. The face of the Chinese character, the head of the chicken nest, and the black briquettes. The tattered clothes on his body couldn't hide the bulging muscles in his arms.

The village chief introduced him to the villagers. He thought about it...... Oh yes, this man's name is Da Niu. He also had a younger brother named Erniu, who stood behind him.

The name sounds funny, but it's because the rule of the zombies has made humans lose even their own surnames.

"Something?" Ye Wen asked.

"Nope."

Da Niu carried the stone axe to his shoulder, hummed a small tune, stroked the trunk in front of Ye Wen with his free hand, touched it from one end to another, and finally played the not deep ditch cut by Ye Wen lightly. "It's really hard for you to have to work with a convulsive brain."

"Where have I offended you?" Ye Wen asked.

Judging from the information obtained from Ah Fang's father, whether this "I" refers to Ah Hu or Ye Wen, the answer should be no.

According to his character, Ah Hu should be called "X Niu", he knows how to work every day, even if he is sick, he is not idle. But other things, it can be said that you don't know anything.

Even if the tax burden is evenly distributed to each villager, it is still a place to eat a big pot of rice. If someone does a little more, others will be lazy, and it's too late for the people around Ah Hu to be happy.

He himself is even more unlikely. Today can be said to be his first official appearance in the village, and he has no chance to offend others.

It seemed that Ye Wen really didn't understand what was going on, and Da Niu snorted coldly: "I can't get used to seeing you dead and unburied, every day it's either this illness or that injury, who can you show if you look unlucky!" Either you will work hard, or you will quickly dig a pit and bury yourself, and die as far as you want! ”

"Am I not working?"

"What do you call work? The grinder is almost the same! Da Niu seemed to be provoked, and his tone became more and more impulsive, "I said why don't you die, aren't you already burping?" What are you doing when you get up? You don't think you give others enough trouble, do you? Do you want to continue to rely on the village and let other people help you bear the tax burden and support you? ”

Saying that, Da Niu raised his axe and pointed at Ye Wen's head: "It's quite reluctant to be picked up by the village chief to work, right?" Do you want to stay there again and sleep for three days in a row? Do you need me to help you?! ”

Ye Wen understood.

Presumably, the total tax burden in the village is determined according to the capitation. Whether Ah Hu is dead or alive healthy, everyone else has to do their own things.

But if Ah Hu is half-dead, then what he can do will definitely be reduced, but the total tax burden will remain the same, so the part he can't afford must be borne by others.

In other words, although Ah Fang's father patted his chest and said that the villagers could help Ah Hu's family, the villagers were not all so helpful.

Yu Guang scanned the surroundings, and Ye Wen found that the people around him were even farther away from him. The expressions on their faces were mostly numb, and a few people were emotional, but they were obviously on Ah Niu's side.

Whether others die or not, whether they enter the farm or not, whether they will be eaten by zombies, what does it have to do with themselves. If you can do less work, that's the right thing.

"And what do you want me to do?" Ye Wen asked.

Da Niu's axe will definitely not dare to chop down. Everyone in the logistics village is the property of zombies, so the logistics village is very strict in treating human life. Before the end of the world, killing people paid for their lives, and now killing people is going to the farm. Not to mention that it's broad daylight.

Sure enough, the big bull put down the axe. "Well, it's the same as before, this piece of wood is yours."

Still the same as before?

Ye Wen looked down at the thick trunk that could be hugged by one person.

He looked up again and looked at the twenty people present.

One-third of the workload is Ah Hu's responsibility? Or has it always been?

Ah Hu does the work of six people alone?

Should we praise him as a model worker, or should we evaluate the labor discipline of the other nineteen people?

For a moment, Ye Wen even felt that the zombies were not squeezed hard enough. The work of six people can be done by one person, which obviously has room for it, right?

Of course, it's just a tree, in the past, Ye Wen will peel you into dumpling wrappers in minutes. But not now, he hasn't even touched the door of the Apocalyptic Survival University, maybe he won't be able to touch it in this life. Then this body is his capital, and he can't exhaust himself.

"What's the matter, don't do it?" Da Niu snorted, "I also said that I don't want to be lazy." ”

"Brother, don't say it, look at him like that, even if he agrees, he has to do it until the Year of the Monkey." Da Niu's younger brother said, "Just make up for the strength we helped him with."

"For the record, I'm not doing this for the two of us, I'm for the big guys. Hu, you should know how many times you have taken a break in the past year. If you're not here, everyone will help you bear your share of taxes. Once or twice, they are all from one village, and no one can say anything. But you can't always do that! When the hell is a head! We're all tired and tired for our share, but we really can't keep you up. ”

"But how can Ah Hu compensate us?"

A villager asked timidly.

Ye Wen was also a little curious about what this big bull and two cows had taken a look at Ah Hu.