Traveling through the barren years, picking up space, picking up food, drinking and picking up husba

Chapter 29 Grandma, Po Lets You Eating Melon Seeds With Erlang’s Legs Up
The village chief squeezed in front of Old Madam Cen, staring straight at her with poisonous eyes that were dripping with poisonous juice, and bared his big yellow teeth: "Oh, yes, I just want to force you to death, so what? I want you to see what will happen if you offend me, hahaha..."

The village chief swaggered over with his hands behind his back and swinging his legs, proving to the Sun family, Li family, Wang family, Qi family and others.

Fire, get angry.

A burst of fire surged up along the soles of the feet.

Granny Cen hadn't taken two steps before she fell to the ground in a dizzy state. Before she fell to the ground, she said in a daze, "A Bao, grandma is sorry for you."

"mother!"

"Milk!"

"Don't touch my tits!" Mrs. Cen was awakened by Cen Abao's screams. She shivered, and when she opened her eyes, she saw a fat woman pouring water on their faces with a ladle in her hand.

Mrs. Cen went to protect Abao Cen, but the cold water did not fall, and Qi Zeyao slapped the water scoop on the fat woman, and the fat woman who had her face full of water yelled loudly: "Ah, you little girl!" You son of a bitch, I will kill you!"

"Who are you going to kill?" Boss Cen leaned forward with his sturdy body, glaring at her fiercely.

The fat woman's two chests heaved up and down: "You wait for me."

The Cen family was led to the river bridge by the officials because they did not have the village head's certificate.

What are you asking for?
Building bridges!Move rocks, lift sand, stack walls, whatever you are tired of doing.

The men of Cen's family were assigned to carry stones. On a hot day, the person who was exposed to the sun could shed a layer of skin, and his body was scorching hot. When he carried the stones again, the ground was covered with blood, and he sweated a lot , that sour feeling.

But even if they are working, it will not delay them looking at the old mother, daughter-in-law and children.

When the fat woman brought a group of people over to look for Shi Qianer, Boss Cen and the others rushed over.

The fat woman was eating melon seeds, and after a while spit out a melon seed shell: "I saw a lot of things in their luggage, confiscated, all confiscated."

欻欻, Boss Cen and the others surrounded the fat woman and the others: "Who dares to touch our things? He also said that we are thieves, but I think you are the thieves. Pooh, it's useless to stare at other people's things. Shameless, tell me!" You guys, we are not easy to bully, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes, otherwise, we will fight to see whose life is worth more!"

People, just can't be too soft, soft people are easy to be bullied.

The fat women looked at each other in blank dismay, curled their lips: "A bunch of poor things, what fun can there be, touch your things and think our hands are dirty."

But they are also bad, and the more tiring work is assigned to them.

Isn't it amazing?

OK, let's get to work.

Men do physical work.

The women sewed things, basket after basket of needlework, and the soles of their shoes were so hard that the needles could poke your fingers.

Old Madam Cen pouted, and her gray hair fell out. She squeezed the thread into her mouth, rubbed it together and stuffed it into the eye of the needle.

Cen Abao took it over and slipped it in neatly, thinking of the pitiful appearance of the fat woman eating melon seeds just now, she raised her face and said, "Grandma, let me fry a big pot of melon seeds for you and let you sit down." Sitting cross-legged on the kang."

The old lady Cen was flustered with joy, but the good grandson knew that she was hurting herself, and said: "Success, grandma is waiting for this day."

Cen Abao was also worried, and she took advantage of Mrs. Cen's force to close her eyes and meditate: "Magic pen, magic pen."

"here I am."

"Can you draw the village chief's paperwork?"

"can."

Cen Abao's eyes lit up, but when she heard that the magic pen said that she could copy it according to the village chief's paperwork, her excited little face collapsed.

"What should I do?" She racked her brains thinking.

"Dinner is ready." The fat woman was holding a pot and knocking on it with a spoon.

She purposely walked over to the Cen's family, and said loudly to the food giver, "Don't send it to them. Don't tell them if you haven't finished the work. You still have a temper. Since you are so capable, you should be hungry."

The targeted Cen family members glanced at each other and said nothing. They have a lot of food in their bags, but this should not be displayed indiscriminately, as it is easy to suffer from pink eye disease and hurt them behind their backs.

They didn't stop working until Maoshi, and the fat woman deliberately allocated the two worst rooms for them, yelling fiercely: "One room for men, one room for women."

It is said to be a house, which is a hut-sized room made of several wooden boards.

Want to lie down?Impossible.

More than enough for all to sit down.

Some dozed indistinctly while standing against the wall, while others curled up into a shrimp while sitting.

It's hard, it's really hard.

I was out of breath.

But I'm tired, no matter how crowded I can't bear the tiredness.

After a while, the snores of the Cen family members sounded one after another.

Cen Abao stared wide-eyed and stayed awake, only thinking about the document in his mind.

I heard that they will be locked up if they work for another five or six days, and they will be released if they are locked up for another five or six days.

Why is there a feeling of urgency?

Fortunately, Cen Abao was sleeping outside, so she held her breath and tiptoed out.

Suddenly hearing the sound of someone walking, she lay down beside a rock in fright, trying to curl up as small as possible so that no one would see it.

As the steps got closer, Cen Abao could hear the sound of her heart about to jump out. She stuffed her fingers into her mouth and bit them: What should I do, what should I do, what should I do if she is found out?

run?Or throw sand in this person's eyes?
Can she be so small?
Just when I was worried, a pair of familiar straw sandals appeared in front of my eyes.

The sign of straw sandals is the only one for refugees fleeing famine.

With a stiff neck, Cen Abao slowly lifted it up and looked up.

When he saw Qi Zeyao's dirty face again, he almost cried out of excitement: "Why are you?"

"Follow you." Qi Zeyao kept observing her expression, and saw that she had something on her mind, so he listened to the movement in the next room with his ears up.

"Great." Cen Abao pulled him down, and said in a breathy voice, "You have a way to get in the little fisherman, do you believe it?"

Qi Zeyao nodded: "I believe."

"Then will you help me?"

"help."

The two of them can walk beside the high stone, stooping their waists, carefully, and if they meet someone passing by, they can lie down quickly, and no one can look at them.

Cen Abao is literate, pointing to the opposite: "There is a cheap inn over there, the one without a brand. I saw with my own eyes that the Datong shop they lived in there, because they still open the window today to make fun of us."

"Let's go there, I want to steal the village chief's documents." Cen Abao said.

Qi Zeyao shook his head: "No."

Cen Abao instantly understood what he meant: "Are you afraid that if we take the village chief's papers, the village chief and the others won't be able to get in the next day, and we who hold the papers will become thieves?"

"Yes, you will be arrested."

Cen Abao laughed: "How could I be so stupid, I just want to make a copy. I heard that there is more than one copy of this thing, as long as there is the ink pad of the village chief."

Only then did Qi Zeyao nod his head, and the two quickly ran to the window of the Datong shop. The window was half open, and there was the sound of snoring and the smell of stinky feet...

(End of this chapter)