Although the two villages have to go together, they have to come up with a charter, otherwise there will be a big mess.

Then it's not a partnership, it's a feud.

After everyone confirmed, the village chief of Sheung Shui Village immediately asked his son to call the people from Dashi Village to discuss.

The village chief of Dashi Village got the letter and immediately brought people over.

After a heated discussion among the big guys, everyone unanimously agreed that Sheung Shui Village would take the lead.

Of course, when it comes to major events, the two villages have to discuss it, and no matter which village makes trouble, they will be treated equally, expelled from the family tree, and driven out of the team.

After all the details were discussed, another half an hour passed.

"It's not too early, big guy, hurry up."

Seeing that the time was not early, the village chief of Sheung Shui Village spoke.

The route was planned beforehand, and Sheung Shui Village and Dashi Village each sent two young adults to the front to fight the vanguard.

Accidents can be reported in a timely manner.

The whole team began to move forward.

The old and weak women and children walked in the middle, and the young men walked on the periphery with their dicks.

Feng Jiuyou ignored the things discussed in the village, and learned that she was not in such a hurry, and after eating, she hid in the mule cart and slept.

The movement of the mule cart woke up Feng Jiuyou, and looking at the misty mountains, Feng Jiuyou had a bad premonition.

"Third brother, tell everyone to be vigilant, these places are the most likely to have bandit dens."

"Okay."

Feng Chenyi drove the mule cart to speed up, and in a short time it was level with his father's mule cart.

Across the car, he repeated what Feng Jiuyou said, holding the reins in his right hand, and his left hand subconsciously clenched the handle of the knife hidden under the mule cart.

With Feng Jiuyou's reminder, the big guys cheered up.

"Old man, what are you doing slowly, hurry up, do you still want my grandson to go?"

Before the danger was encountered, this loud voice came, and directly woke up Liulang, who had just slept beside Feng Jiuyou.

Feng Jiuyou's eyes looked at the sound wisely.

I saw an old woman in a coarse linen robe, pulling a little boy of seven or eight years old towards the mule cart of Feng Jiuyou.

She was followed by a very young woman covered in a cloth bag.

"Mother, wait, I'm here."

"Wind girl, there are still so many empty seats on your mule cart, and they are empty, so it is better to let our little treasure sit on it.

Oh, by the way, and my old woman, squeezed should be able to sit down, and our family has a lot of things, anyway, it's all from a village, shouldn't it be right to help? ”

The old woman stopped in front of the wind and the mule cart after a few steps, and bowed her head and said to her grandson:

"Xiaobao, why don't you hurry up and climb up to play with Brother Lin."

The pair of revocation eyes still looked at Feng Jiuyou, and the words that came out of the thin lips one by one were not very unpleasant.

"Grandma Zhang, what did you say? My little sister's mule cart is so crowded that I can't sit on the luggage that Xiaobao and my sister-in-law are carrying. ”

Before Feng Jiuyou could speak, Feng Chenyi stopped the child who wanted to climb up and opened his mouth first.

"Brother Yi'er, you're not right, you live in the same village, you're too stingy, besides, the wind girl hasn't spoken yet?"

"Grandma Zhang, you ......"

"You're in the way."

Feng Jiuyou saw that there was some distance from the team in front of him, and he was a little impatient, interrupting what Feng Chenyi was about to say.

A mouthful of wind girl, I don't know and I thought it was a crazy girl.