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Chapter 214 The Rice Was Stolen



Chapter 214 The Rice Was Stolen

"Okay! Okay!" the village chief readily agreed, his smile brighter than the sunflowers growing on the hillside.

The village chief, carrying a large sum of money, strode off to make the arrangements.

Gao Mengli and Lin Xi greeted their aunt and then went home hand in hand.

The autumn harvest is just around the corner.

The rice paddies are a sea of ​​golden yellow.

The fields are usually covered with public toilet waste, and the leftover oil from the oil press is used as fertilizer. The rice is heavy and better than ever before.

In addition, since the villagers all raise ducks, they are less affected by the locusts.

This year is a bumper harvest!

Moreover, the road from Pingyao to Wangyue has been paved!

The Guanyin Temple on the mountain has been completed, and the high wall at the entrance of the village has been built.

The school built in the village is now filled with the sound of reading!

Given that the matriarch of the Jiang family threw her eldest aunt out without hesitation when the Lotus Sect came knocking, the eldest aunt lost all hope in the Jiang family.

They settled down in the village with Jiang Yue and Jiang Bei.

In Jiangbei, he taught the village children to read during the day and studied diligently by lamplight at night.

Gao Mengli believed that her family's reputation should not be neglected, so she immediately asked Da Niu to take his uncle to the school to report to Dean Yu.

Along the way, Jiangbei was a little nervous. "Da Niu, I can actually study at home too."

Da Niu looked disapproving. "Uncle, my mother said that self-study is like reinventing the wheel, and traveling ten thousand miles is worse than reading ten thousand books!"

Learning requires frequent academic exchanges to broaden horizons, complement each other's knowledge, and thus improve academic performance!

Ten years of hard study won't make you a schoolteacher in the village.

My parents said, "We have high hopes for you!"

Upon hearing Da Niu's words, Jiang Bei felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and a slight smile of gratitude appeared on his lips.

"Da Niu, thank you for your and your cousin's kindness. But I'm afraid that Dean Yu will think I'm being presumptuous by going there so abruptly."

After all, it's not enrollment time now, and if you try to squeeze in halfway through, it's impossible to get into the academy in the prefectural city.

Da Niu waved his hand dismissively, then patted his chest confidently, "Hey, I thought you were worried about something. If it's this, you don't need to worry at all! I recommend you with my integrity, I guarantee there won't be any problems!"

He may not have much else, but he certainly has a lot of "face" in the college!

Jiang Bei still harbored doubts.

After all, Da Niu Fan Nian is only eleven years old. It is said that he only started school this year.

However, he appreciated Da Niu's kindness.

At worst, if I can't get into the academy, I can just come back.

The two did not ride in a carriage, since the ox still had to "run" along.

Jiang Bei didn't want to be treated specially, so he accompanied his nephew on his journey.

Just as the two were about to reach Pingyao County, seven or eight refugees who had fled famine suddenly jumped out from the roadside and blocked their way.

The leader of the refugees was thin, with disheveled hair and a fierce look in his eyes, holding a wooden stick in his hand.

He shouted, "Stop! Hand over all your money, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

The two were startled.

Jiang Bei instinctively shielded Da Niu behind him, nervously looking at the crowd: "Gentlemen, we are also poor people, we really don't have any money on us, please be kind and let us pass."

Da Niu glanced at the crowd in front of him through Jiang Bei's arms and frowned.

The refugees who came to Pingyao County were all divided up by Lord Dou and Lord Tang to work in the county town, and there weren't even enough to go around.

That doesn't make sense; there should still be refugees on the road...

The leader of the refugees sneered, "Hmph, enough nonsense! You don't look like you're starving, so don't be stubborn!"

As he spoke, he waved his hand, and several refugees surrounded the two of them.

Da Niu, however, showed no fear and whispered to Jiang Bei, "Uncle, don't be afraid, watch me!"

As he spoke, he took the sandbags off his legs.

He darted forward in a single stride, his movements as agile as a little monkey.

He seized the opportunity and kicked the wooden stick in the hand of the nearest refugee.

The refugee had no idea that the child was so skilled. Caught off guard, the wooden stick in his hand fell to the ground with a "thud".

Da Niu picked up the wooden stick and swept it across, forcing back two more refugees.

Seeing this, the other refugees looked at each other in bewilderment, and then swarmed forward.

Da Niu remained calm and composed, dodging left and right, and seizing any openings to precisely strike the refugees' legs and arms with his wooden stick.

Before long, several refugees were screaming in pain and staggering about.

Seeing that things were not going well, the leader of the refugees brandished a wooden stick and charged at Da Niu.

Da Niu neither dodged nor avoided the attack. Just as the wooden stick was about to hit him, he turned his body to the side, skillfully avoiding the attack. Then, he delivered a spinning kick, which struck the leader of the refugees squarely in the chest.

The leader of the refugees cried out "Ouch!" and flew backward a long distance, crashing heavily to the ground, his wooden stick flying several meters away.

Jiang Bei was dumbfounded. He never expected that Da Niu, who usually looked so honest and simple, would have such amazing skills.

When the refugees saw their leader being beaten down, they were so frightened that they ran away in a panic.

Da Niu dusted himself off and grinned!

"Wow... Wow, you're amazing! How can you be so incredible!"

Da Niu scratched his head. "Uncle, it's not that I'm good. I've only been learning martial arts for a short time and I've only learned the basics."

Fortunately, these people were too thin. And they looked like they'd been starving for a long time; they had no strength!

Jiang Bei stepped forward, circled around Da Niu, and exclaimed in amazement, "Da Niu, don't be modest!"

With your skills, even if you've only learned the basics, you're already quite impressive!

Look at those moves you just made! Fast, accurate, and ruthless! You utterly routed those refugees. If you practiced for a while longer, you'd be able to scale walls and leap across rooftops!

Da Niu was a little embarrassed by the praise, his cheeks flushed slightly, and he chuckled, "Uncle, please don't tease me. It was just a lucky coincidence."

As for speed, ruthlessness, and accuracy, those are all the results of Uncle Li's extra training for him!

Unlike his master Pang Dahai's teachings, A Li taught him to fight quickly and decisively!

However, the fact that refugees were robbing people on the road was something that couldn't be ignored.

The two quickly hurried toward the city gate.

Before even reaching the city gate, they saw a dozen or so people sitting in front of the government office at the city gate, wailing and lamenting.

"Sir, the autumn harvest is just a few days away. Damn it, who dared to steal our rice?"

An old man with a hunched back wiped away his tears and cried out, "Those few acres of land of mine are the lifeblood of our whole family! The harvest was just around the corner, and overnight, two acres of land were stolen."

A middle-aged woman standing nearby chimed in, "That's right, sir. We've been guarding the fields every day, but I only took a nap last night. When I went to check this morning, it was like this."

They're keeping people in the fields every day because it's almost time to harvest the rice.

But everyone has moments of lapse in concentration, and sure enough, someone seized the opportunity and stole a bit or two of his territory.

The grain tax was already high, and this year, despite the public toilet waste, the harvest is better than in previous years.

However, this theft happened, which made them extremely anxious.


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