No one cared about the feud between Chen and Jiang Yanyao, and they were all attracted by a group of sweet potato diggers at the foot of Half Moon Slope.

The harvest makes people happy, 100 people digging sweet potatoes is really spectacular, and when Yun Heng learned that the land he hired someone to plant, one mu can produce more than 3,800 catties of sweet potatoes, the whole person was stunned!

He had a total of 70 acres of land, of which 30 acres were planted with sweet potatoes, 10 acres with potatoes, and the remaining 30 acres with wheat.

These 30 acres of land can produce 100,000 stone of sweet potatoes, which is incredible!

"I gave the land to the Yun family kid at the beginning, and now my intestines are repentant! This land can really produce so much food, and it can be eaten for a whole year! ”

"Yo, didn't you rely on the old man to say that once the land is planted, it will be a cat winter, otherwise you won't be able to grow crops next year?"

"That's it, everyone listened to your words before they gave the land to the Yun family!"

The old man was choked, and his face was scornful, and he only felt that his face was dry and panicked.

The other old man was afraid that the fire would burn him, so he pulled on another stubble.

"Brother Heng, that night the girl planted an acre of land and gave everyone a few catties of sweet potatoes for free, I haven't tasted what this thing tastes like. It's from your own field, can you also give us a few catties to taste? ”

Everyone looked at Yun Heng with the same expectant gaze.

Yun Heng immediately refused: "The output of this field, I sold it early!" ”

He patted Yuewu beside him, "This is Captain Yue, who is responsible for purchasing military funds at the border gate, he is responsible for the rations of the soldiers at the border at your home, if you share an extra pound of you today, your relatives will eat one pound less at the border gate......

The old man glared at Yuewu and said, "Is what he said serious?" ”

"Nature." Yuewu nodded confidently.

Unexpectedly, the villagers flocked to the top, pulling Yuewu and asking, "Then do you know Song Erdan?" ”

"Do you know Liu Dadao?"

"Do you recognize Shen Shishi?"

Yuewu was pulled around by a group of old and weak women and children, and he stared at the sky with no love, until the clothes on his body were torn into several pieces......

Thirty acres of land, one hundred and fifty people, it only took half a day to harvest them all.

Horse-drawn carts pulled sweet potatoes one after another to the town, and the scale was so lively.

Passing by the Ye family's mansion, Ye Dasheng gnawed on melon seeds and kept spitting melon seed skins out of the wall.

He just returned from the town today, and the news from every household in the village is still relatively closed.

He shouted locally: "Mother, what is the carriage pulling in and out of here?" It's upset when you look at it! ”

Zhao didn't bother to take care of him, he only cared about threading the needle hole in his hand, but the thread licked and licked, cut and cut, but it still couldn't be threaded into the hole.

"Grandmother, I'll help you!" The little granddaughter, who was only four years old, took the thread and needle, and threaded the thread in a few breaths.

Zhao's face was full of vicissitudes, and finally showed a smile like a chrysanthemum.

"Hey, I said you are an old immortal, Lao Tzu asked you! Do you even say it? Ye Dasheng saw that the Zhao family ignored him, and used the ruffian spirit learned from others outside on the Zhao family.

Last time, the silver was stolen by Ye Dasheng, and after Zhao vomited blood, his body became worse day by day, and he had no spiritual energy at all.

That day, if Ye Wenzhu hadn't heard her grandchildren's cries and rushed back, she would have died in bed long ago.

After a visit to the ghost gate, the Zhao family also figured out a lot of things, plus not only had to take care of Ye Wenzhu, who was sick, but also had to take care of her grandson and granddaughter who were only three or four years old, she no longer had the strength to do anything in the village.

"You want to know what you asked!" Zhao Juhua quickly sewed and mended the torn clothes in her hand.

Ye Dasheng is obviously a learner, he was angry outside, and he had to be angry when he returned home, he didn't seem to have too much patience, he reached out and grabbed Zhao's placket, and said angrily: "Lao Tzu just wants to hear you!" ”

Zhao gritted his teeth and scolded: "You unfilial son! You don't want to die well? ”

"It's not a good death, is it?" Ye Dasheng hooked his lips playfully, and the corners of his lips rippled with ruffianism, "Lao Tzu won't beat you, I'm afraid you will have itchy skin?" ”

The movement outside alarmed Ye Wenzhu in the house.

He staggered over, but the man had already come, but the posture looked like a run, but the man didn't run at all.

He shouted anxiously: "Rebel! Put your mother down! Do you still have a royal law in your eyes? ”

"Wang Fa?" Ye Dasheng smiled sadly: "In the Ye family, I am the king!" Don't forget, my wife, Lu Liu'er, but I pushed her out to feed the wild boars! ”

As he spoke, he laughed maniacally, his pupils bloodthirsty, more terrifying than a mad boar.

Ye Dasheng's figure followed Ye Wenzhu, he was tall and strong, and the shrunken Zhao family was in her hands, just like an eagle catching a chicken.

On that day, after he experienced the thrill of killing for himself, a seed of sin took root in him.

Not only did he dream back in the middle of the night, but he also recalled the scene of Lu Liuer's death in his hands several times, which was deeply engraved in his mind.

He imagined in his mind how he pushed Lu Liu'er out in the first place, and copied this action again, and he struggled and viciously threw Zhao to the ground......

When Ye Wenzhu raised his hand, he hurriedly took the wooden stick that was placed next to the door and used it to top the door, and hit Ye Dasheng with all his might......

"Snap", two, three......

Ye Dasheng was beaten to the point that he threw Zhao casually, and he didn't know where he threw it, anyway, he only heard a muffled sound, and Zhao fainted.

"Dad, don't beat your grandmother and grandfather, outside is the Yun family's carriage, and the sweet potatoes grown by his family are sold to grain merchants......" The little girl hugged her younger brother and was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she didn't forget to cover her brother's curious eyes.

But Ye Dasheng, who fell into madness, could control himself, he was snatching the stick with Ye Wenzhu at this time.

One is young and strong, the other is running out of oil, and the result of this tug-of-war is no suspense.

It's just that Ye Wenzhu is very energetic, so he lasted for two breaths, his body was weak, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth, "You are a rebel......

Scarlet blood sprayed all over Ye Dasheng's entire face like a shower again......

Ye Dasheng's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and he ran around the yard with a wooden stick, and said as he ran: "I'm not a bad seed, I killed someone, I killed someone again......"

His eyes were wild, his hands were shaking, his back was straight, and his throat was filled with low, terrifying laughter that made people shudder.

Perhaps not satisfied, he snatched his younger brother, who was not yet three years old, from the little girl's arms and rushed out of the courtyard gate......

He laughed as he ran: "Ye Dasheng is not a bad seed, I killed someone, I killed someone again......"