Although Meng Xueyao has been in Yuling Village for more than ten days, the villagers have not talked about her except for her beauty, let alone what she has with Yang Zilong.

But today is a little different, now Meng Xueyao is respected by the villagers as a fairy, and there are more topics about Meng Xueyao, and naturally it will also be related to Yang Zilong.

As a result, there were more ambiguous words in the mouths of the villagers, saying that Yang Zilong and Meng Xueyao were talented and beautiful, and they were in love with each other.

It is only natural that they cook raw rice so quickly.

Yang Zilong was able to meet Meng Xueyao, a fairy, which was a blessing from several generations of cultivation.

Some people even asked Ding Yueqin when she could hold her grandson as a grandmother, thinking that Ding Yueqin would be a grandmother at such a young age, and the villagers were all envious......

The life of the common people here is boring, there is no entertainment after dinner, and it is a low-grade entertainment to make fun of other people's gossip news.

Yang Zilong was very nervous when he heard it, and he was embarrassed and embarrassed.

What didn't exist was spread by these nonsense rumors made up by the villagers, and it was as if it was a trouble.

It's terrifying.

In the past, if Yang Yulong's reputation is damaged, it will be a bit suspenseful for him to marry a little fairy in the future.

Yang Zilong can swear to the sky, although he and Meng Xueyao have been in the same room for so long, let alone raw rice cooked and cooked, even holding hands in the room has never happened.

Conscience of heaven and earth.

And Meng Xueyao listened to it, but she didn't think so, anyway, she was giggling with a smile on her face, and she didn't see any troubles, and she really regarded herself as a little fairy.

People who are full of bad ideas are such unscrupulous.

"Yang Zilong, guess what those villagers are talking about us?" Meng Xueyao said with a sweet smile on the corner of her mouth slightly raised.

Yang Zilong frowned, and replied casually: "They are all idle and bored at this time, what good things can they say." ”

Meng Xueyao pouted and said, "Of course they are saying good things about you, they are saying that you will definitely be caring, considerate and thoughtful to your daughter-in-law in the future...... Good looks. ”

When Yang Zilong heard this, he almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

After breakfast the next day, many villagers came to Yang Zilong's house and asked Meng Xueyao to help them water vegetables in their vegetable field.

Now the villagers have regarded Meng Xueyao as a fairy as a savior, as long as the vegetables that have been watered by her hands, even if they are dead, they can rejuvenate lush vitality.

The busy day began again, Meng Xueyao watered the villagers' vegetables and fruits with the help of Yang Zilong's herb nourishing fairy liquid, so that all the vegetable fields in Yuling Village were rejuvenated.

After Meng Xueyao's three days of hard work, the withered and dead melons, fruits and vegetables in the fields of Yuling Village showed vitality, making the fields lush and green, and the melons and fruits were fragrant.

made the villagers even more convinced that Meng Xueyao was a fairy.

However, Yuling Village is relatively closed, and people here rarely go out, as long as they go out when they go to the county to sell vegetables, but now there is no food to sell.

Therefore, the fact that Meng Xueyao is a fairy descending to earth can only be circulated in Yuling Village for the time being.

At noon on this day, the villagers of Yuling Village came back from the fields, and suddenly dozens of people rushed into Yuling Village.

The person at the head is Xiang Jincai, the second son of the Xiang family, and Xiang Dequan, the housekeeper of the Xiang family.

This is the people of the Xiang family who came to the village to collect land rent.

Seeing that the people from Xiang's family came to collect the rent, the villagers were full of sadness and helplessness, there was no harvest in the field this year, so there was money to pay the rent.

Xiang Dequan stood on a stone, looked at the villagers in a lofty posture, first coughed lightly twice with a sense of rhythm, and then shouted at the villagers of Yuling Village with a high voice:

"Fathers and villagers of Yuling Village, you listen, from now on, the land rent and field rent of Yuling Village will be collected by the second father of the Xiang family, everyone should pay the land rent and field rent according to their own needs, and we don't want to collect it a second time from the second son. ”

Seeing Xiang Dequan's domineering appearance, the villagers all gritted their teeth with a little hatred for him, and the people of the Xiang family did not go to the field or the field, and they came to ask for rent every time the harvest came, which was really unpleasant.

Song Liangshun, the village head, walked forward and said to the people of the Xiang family very respectfully: "Second son Xiang, big housekeeper Xiang, you see that in the past half a year, there has been no rain at all, the crops in the field have not been harvested, and the villagers really have no money to pay rent, you can see if you can give the villagers a period of grace." ”

"Grace you, that's absolutely impossible. Xiang Dequan said menacingly, "God didn't rain, that's God's business, you planted Xiang's field, and paying rent is a matter of course, how can this kind of thing be said to be lenient." ”

Seeing that Xiang Dequan had no room for negotiation, Song Liangshun had no choice but to patiently explain to Xiang Dequan in a begging tone:

"Xiang Da Steward, you don't know the situation in our village, the family is poorer than the other, and it is true that there is no money to pay the rent, and now several families can't even afford to eat, as long as you have a period of grace, I dare to guarantee that the villagers will hand over the rent to you for a penny. ”

"What kind of guarantee do you have, if you can't pay it today, you can afford it tomorrow, if you want to drag it, it's impossible. Xiang Dequan glared at the village chief Song Liangshun, and said arrogantly and contemptuously.

Immediately, Xiang Dequan turned his gaze to the villagers again, gave full play to the faces of the servants of the Xiang family, and roared at the villagers of Yuling Village:

"Today is the first time that the second son has come to your village to collect rent, and he is polite enough to you. You actually want to resist the rent and don't pay, you don't have any money, right, hehe, even if you smash the pot and sell iron, sell your sons and daughters today, you have to pay the rent to me, and you can't owe a single son. ”

Yang Zilong looked at Xiang Dequan's ugly face, occupying the housekeeper of the Xiang family, so unstoppable, I really couldn't stand it.

I knew that this thing was not a good bird, so I should have buried him together that night, and asked him to be Xiang Wencai's companion and go to Lord Yama to report together.

So Yang Zilong couldn't help but walk to the front and said to Xiang Dequan: "Xiang Da Butler, are you talking about people, in order to pay rent, you want people to sell their sons and daughters, are you sold to the Xiang family as a slave because your family couldn't pay the rent, and then followed the Xiang family's surname Xiang." ”

Everyone here knows that Xiang Dequan did not have the surname Xiang before, but the surname Wu, and he was also a member of the Xiang family, and later became the housekeeper of the Xiang family.