No. 130 Lack of heart
Speaking of tying up and throwing it into the mountains, the Song brothers all shrunk their necks in fear.
The four and their family have been thrown into the mountains for so many days, and there is no news so far, most of them were eaten by wild beasts in the mountains.
Lu Cuilan is still Lu Shiyan's aunt, and Lu Shiyan can be so ruthless.
Treating people like them who have nothing to do with the Lu family, the Lu family must be more ruthless.
The brothers were honest and didn't dare to talk nonsense.
Seeing that he had frightened a few people, Village Chief Song withdrew his fierce eyes.
However, he didn't believe the Fang family brothers either.
After they all dispersed, he found a few honest and reliable families, and asked them to pay more attention to the Fang family brothers on weekdays.
"Don't let these rat droppings spoil a pot of soup, that's all our business. If the Lu family is angry, it will not be good for everyone. β
Village Chief Song stretched his face and said, "Everyone should put away their careful thoughts and put their efforts in one place is the right thing." β
"The Lu family is good, we all remember it in our hearts, Village Chief Song, don't worry, we are not the ones who don't know what to do, and we will never let the Lu family chill."
"Whoever dares to do something unfavorable to the village, I, Chen Datou, am the first to disagree."
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Everyone made a promise, and then they went back to their homes to rest.
At dawn the next day, after everyone simply freshened up and eaten, they all came to Lu's house and asked about today's arrangements.
Last night, Jiang Tangtang found pen, ink, paper, and inkstone from the looted property, and she drew drawings overnight.
I went back to the valley late yesterday, and when I came back, I stayed up all night to draw drawings, and I haven't woken up yet.
Woken up by the sound of the villagers' conversation, she pulled a piece of paper a little irritably, put it on her face, blocked the daylight, and wanted to continue sleeping.
The system dutifully acted as an alarm clock, waving flags and shouting in her brain, [Host hurry up, earn career points!] Lead the villagers to build a beautiful home, double the business share, not only can you draw random lotteries, but also expand the storage space. γ
Jiang Tangtang was almost annoyed by the system, and finally had to rub his eyes and sit up from the stone slab.
She took out the drawings she had drawn last night and said to Village Chief Song: "Village Chief, this is the valley plan I drew overnight yesterday, take a look." β
Village Chief Song couldn't quite understand the drawings she drawn, but he could see at a glance that the handwriting on them was extraordinary.
He was shocked.
When did Lu Saburo's daughter-in-law learn to read and write? This handwriting is not worse than his handsomeness.
His handsome family has been trained for more than ten years with the strength of the whole family before he can write that good hand.
A woman in the Jiang family can actually write such good words?
Village Chief Song was too shocked, and the thought of his deceased son evoked the sadness in his heart, and he forgot to react for a while while holding the drawings.
Guo Xuantong looked at Jiang Tangtang holding the rice paper commonly used by her father, and felt bored for a while.
Although it wasn't Lu Shiyan who rescued them yesterday, these belongings had already fallen into the hands of the Xirong soldiers, and their mother and daughter had already been bullied by the Xirong soldiers.
But the fact that this group of villagers took her family's belongings so savagely still made her feel very uncomfortable.
In particular, the fine rice paper actually fell into the hands of a vulgar woman, which was simply an insult to rice paper.
Such a vulgar woman, I'm afraid I don't even know a few words, right? What other drawings are drawn?
Guo Xuantong showed a look of contempt in her eyes, and looked at the drawings in the hand of Village Chief Song.
As a result, the moment her eyes fell on the rice paper, she froze completely.
How can it be!
This is just a beautiful village woman, how could she write such a good hand?
"Are you literate?" Guo Xuantong was so shocked that she couldn't control it all of a sudden, and shouted out the thoughts in her heart.
Jiang Tangtang raised his eyebrows and ignored her. It was her shocked speech that pulled Village Chief Song back from his grief.
The youngest son has passed away, and the living still have to live well.
He suppressed the grief in his heart, returned the drawings to Jiang Tangtang and said: "San Lang's daughter-in-law, I can understand this word, but I don't understand the symbols on your drawings, or you tell everyone where to dig?" We will do whatever you say. β
Jiang Tangtang took the drawings and originally wanted to tell them to Village Chief Song.
But when she saw Lu Shiyan, she remembered it again, handed over the drawings and said, "Husband, look at the planning of the valley, there is something wrong." β
When I think about drawing by myself, I bring with me a lot of modern habits, and people of this dynasty may not be able to understand it.
So when I showed the drawings to Lu Shiyan this time, I pointed to the drawings and explained them by the way.
After hearing this, Lu Shiyan thought for a while and said: "The entrance to the valley has to be changed here, you can build houses here, but it is best to build several rooms in a row, build a fortress, and at the same time play a defensive role." β
Seeing that Jiang Tangtang and Village Chief Song didn't understand, he picked up the brush that Jiang Tangtang had used up last night and didn't wash, dipped it in a little water, added a few strokes to the drawing, and marked it with words.
Jiang Tangtang and Village Chief Song both felt that Lu Shiyan's proposal was very good, and several of them carefully discussed some details of building the fortress.
Guo Xuantong didn't pay attention to anything else.
All her attention fell on Lu Shiyan.
When she saw Lu Shiyan's writing, her heart pounded uncontrollably again.
Engong is not only strong in martial arts, but also good at writing.
Her gaze unconsciously moved from the words on the rice paper to Lu Shiyan's hand, and then slowly moved up and landed on his face.
Such a man who looks good, has good kung fu, writes well, and has thousands of talents in one is actually married.
Guo Xuantong was so sad in her heart that she almost didn't cry.
Why was she so unlucky? The ex-fiancΓ© is a thin man, and now he finally met someone he likes, and he got married early, and he didn't look at her.
She fell into this bandit's den again......
No one paid attention to Guo Xuantong's complaints, and the villagers in the valley were busy.
The goods that were brought back from outside yesterday were divided.
Precious jewels, gold, silver, etc., those who remained, waited for a suitable time to go out of the valley and go outside in exchange for food. The grain was given to the villagers as a reward.
This is Jiang Tangtang's proposal.
Those who do heavy work can share two bowls of japonica rice a day, and those who do light work can share one bowl of japonica rice a day.
If there is no worker, there is no food.
The Fang brothers also thought that the Lu family was preparing to let the whole village eat a big pot of rice, and they wanted to mix and eat casually.
But he didn't expect Jiang Tangtang to engage in such a grain distribution system.
Several people hated it in their hearts.
"Village Chief Song, I don't agree!" Gao Shumei Gao Shumei said in a loud voice: "You bully our orphans and widows. Knowing that there are no men in my family, deliberately targeting our family. β
Village Chief Song's beard was crooked, "Gao Shumei, don't be unreasonable. There are no men in your family, and you are not without people. Can't do the heavy work of picking mud and burning bricks, can't go to bricks? Isn't that also a bowl of japonica rice hair? β