Ye Wen was silent.

Ah Fang's father wanted to say something, but Ah Fang came over and said hello to his father.

Ah Fang's father frowned and said, "The aftermath is over?" ”

Fang nodded. "A part of the land that the Da Niu and Er Niu families are responsible for has been divided, all according to the usual practice. The land was left untouched. ”

"You still have a place to keep yourself." Ye Wen said. He also thought that the logistics village was really fighting for the well-being of zombies all his life.

Ah Fang's father glared at Ye Wen: "The tax drawn is the land reserved for itself." ”

"All the grain that is not reserved for self-cultivation should be handed over?"

"What do you think?"

Ye Wen was secretly speechless. So the tax rate was even higher than he had previously thought. It's a miracle that the people of the village have survived to this day.

Ignoring Ye Wen, Ah Fang's father glanced at his "son": "Who will show you the sad face." I'll go to Da Niu's house tomorrow and cancel your marriage contract. ”

Ah Fang was stunned for a moment, and surprise suddenly appeared in her eyes, but before the surprise spread to the corners of her mouth, she remembered where this benefit for her came from, and suddenly became worried again: "Wouldn't this be bad?" ”

Ah Fang's father waved his hand indifferently: "What are you afraid of, I was worried that the Da Niu family would compete with me for the position of village head, so I booked this family." Hmph, it's like a great son has given birth.

"But don't be too happy, sooner or later you have to marry a daughter-in-law and get me a grandson."

…… Forget about marrying a daughter-in-law, it's really a bit difficult for a grandson.

Ah Fang suddenly didn't know whether to cry or laugh, and his expression was very entangled.

"Don't be idle. I've seen it, and the wood is still usable, so I have to burn the charcoal and hand it in. Ah Fang's father said to Ye Wen.

"What the hell is all this charcoal for?" Ye Wen asked.

It's summer, and as long as it doesn't rain, it's hot, and at night he doesn't feel cool when he sleeps in the kind of shack that is basically equal to the open air.

Ah Fang's father glared at him: "Why do you care so much." Let's do it. ”

In that case, let's do it.

He's an imposter enough to be eye-catching. If he does nothing every day, wouldn't it be tantamount to directly telling others that he is a fake?

Even if Ah Fang's father will help him hide, more things are better than less.

Anyway, when he was working, he split axes and kicked his legs, which was only good for him, and there was no harm in him.

What happened to Da Niu's family did not make much waves in the village. People cope with the heavy labor that is ubiquitous in life, and the disasters and accidents that can befall at any time with a kind of habitual numbness.

Two days have passed. In the past two days, Ye Wen has also been dark.

The main reason is that he found out that he was cheated by Alfang's father.

He said light, what is easy to burn charcoal, just look at the fire. But this "watching the fire" doesn't mean just squatting on the edge of the fire and watching, okay?

For two whole days, Ye Wen had almost no idle time, and he had to turn over the wood pile from time to time to ensure that each future charcoal could be heated evenly, and to ensure that the carbonization could not be burned to ashes.

What the? Why doesn't it have to be so much trouble on the first night?

According to Ah Fang's father's statement, it was because the pit on the first night was dug by the indigenous villagers, and the quality was good, so it was very worry-free. Who told him to smash the pit crookedly when he threw the ox into the pit?

However, Ah Fang later told Ye Wen that the fire on the first night was like that, and there was no need to guard it very seriously.

No matter what the truth was, Ye Wen felt the village chief's malice towards people, especially high-ranking people.

According to this person's meaning, don't look at the high-ranking people and animals to live to be eaten, but before they are eaten, they live a life of moths, and the industrious people like them really look down on them.

Fortunately, Ye Wen got the exercise book given to him by the school. As soon as he had time, he would deliberately exercise, and when he worked, he would try to rely on the movements required in the exercise book, so that the yuan energy continued to infiltrate his body, although it was not much, but it was enough to nourish his limbs and clear his fatigue.

When no one was around, he went to look at the characters. The process of contemplating words is very hard, not only will it consume meta-energy, but the physical discomfort cannot be shielded, so you can only endure it silently.

Gradually, Ye Wen spent more and more time contemplating words every time, and the amount of yuan energy consumed seemed to be less and less. By the time the charcoal was ready, he would finally be able to read the word from beginning to end, and his eyes would not be bloody.

Ye Wen rolled his eyes and looked into the distance.

In the fields, wheat seedlings are growing. But without the chemical fertilizers and scientific production methods of the previous life, and even the inheritance of knowledge has been broken, the people here can only re-acquaint themselves with the farming techniques that humans have mastered thousands or even tens of thousands of years ago in an almost barbaric way.

The barren dirt was pitifully bare. Fortunately, the people here at least know how to fallow.

In addition to the farmland, most of the rest of the land is also bare. As long as there are plants that can be used, whether they are used to light a fire or eaten to relieve hunger, people will pull them up. But outside the village, the abundant weeds can grow up to a person's height.

The high-voltage wires kept these humans in captivity. No one will be able to get out unless there is a special reason, and death awaits them. Therefore, the wild grass outside can grow wantonly, and the breeze blows, and even has the feeling of wind blowing wheat waves.

“……”

Ye Wen's gaze fell on the weeds.

The position of the weeds swaying with the wind, the arc, and every detail were all taken into Ye Wen's eyes.

Not one root, but every one.

And in front of him, there are thousands of grasses.

Ye Wen even had a feeling that if he was also a weed, then he could accurately imitate the movements of any kind without any difference.

So what if he was going to attack these blades of grass?

What if these blades of grass were replaced by zombies, or supernatural beings?

At first, Ye Wen thought it was just an ability similar to bullet time. In his previous life, he had seen similar abilities, although they were rare, but they were not very powerful.

After all, even if what you see slows down, the speed of the person concerned itself does not necessarily increase. Although the person concerned can observe more details of the opponent and find the flaws of the opponent more easily, in his eyes, he himself has become a slow sloth.

There are even people whose bullet time abilities can crowd out the time that follows. In layman's terms, this means that when his ability is activated, he actually needs to spend two seconds observing what happens in one second. When you meet an opponent who moves quickly, you can stab him to death as early as the second second.