After the rebirth, the cannon fodder left the plot

Chapter 26
In this way, the West Village became a place that no one could get close to, no one could approach here at will, even though it was all nests except for Shen Jingcheng's family, it was also guarded like a fortress.

These people started farming after they settled down. Of course, Shen Jingcheng asked them to cultivate two mu of millet for each family before farming for himself.

He firmly believes that only when they have their own fields, these people will have a sense of belonging and work hard.

So the people in the East Village saw such a scene. When the day came, except for a few old ladies who couldn't work, the West Village stayed in the village to watch the ignorant children.Those who can lead the ox will plow the field with the ox, and those who cannot pull the ox will use the shovel to plow the field, and the hoe will hoe the field. If the shovel and hoe cannot grab the ox, they will use the sickle to mow the cattle, and beat the large pieces in the field with a wooden stick. The dirt.And those who don’t even have this, they take the children over three years old to look for wild vegetables in the wasteland, and dig as much as they can find.

Almost all those who know something, can walk, and can breathe, no matter how big or small, no one is idle, as if they are inexhaustible, they know how to go to the field, plow the field, and dig wild vegetables every day.

Shen Jingcheng observed these people for a few days, and found that they worked very hard and patrolled very vigilantly, especially on his side, these people patrolled a lot, so he was a little relieved.

However, he didn't know that in the eyes of the people in Xicun, Shen Jingcheng and Gu Jin were their reincarnated parents, they looked at them like eyeballs, and they were afraid that something would happen to them if they were not careful.

Shen Jingcheng saw that there were so many people knocking the soil with sticks, so he and Gu Jin went to the county to buy some plows, hoes, shovels, sickles and other agricultural tools for them to use. After all, he was going to hire people next year. Buy early and don't buy late.

With safety guaranteed and people working diligently, Shen Jingcheng and Gu Jin had nothing to worry about, and their days returned to their usual calm.

On the contrary, the East Village has become a mess due to the division of thirty households into the top three.

The three Jia chiefs have their own thoughts, and no one wants to listen to others.

Some people want to buy a gong for warning during night patrols, and some people don't want to pay for it.

When patrolling at night, there was an argument because someone was late and left early.

When plowing the land, the people from you A plowed my field ridge and quarreled again.

After all, it’s just noisy and noisy, so that the people who have worked hard to be more vigilant and patrolling, because you don’t like me when patrolling at night, I think you are also upset and become distracted, and the patrolling also becomes careless.

In such an atmosphere, when the night was dark and the wind was high, a figure rushed into Liu Da's nest. The man quietly identified where Liu Da's head was, and smashed it down with a stick.

Maybe it was because the nest was too dark, and the person who came here didn't hit it right, Liu Da only felt a pain in the top of his head, not only was he not killed by the crush, but he was woken up, but even so, his head was still buzzing, For a moment I wanted to move but I couldn't.

Seeing that he was still, the visitor thought he had been crushed to death with a stick, so he snorted coldly and kicked him, cursing in a low voice while kicking.

"Old man, you still dare to kick me, I won't kill you, young master..."

"What, eat my family's food, drink my family's food, and tell me what to do, whose ancestor should I be?"

Hearing Yang Erniu's familiar voice, Liu Da felt a chill in his heart, but he had no ability to resist now, so he could only pretend to be dead, no matter where he was kicked, he would grit his teeth and dare not make a sound.

He really didn't expect that he saved the life of this bastard with 18 taels of silver, and he got such an end in exchange.

Yang Erniu kicked for a long time and finally vented enough. Seeing that the people on the ground hadn't moved a bit, he thought he was utterly dead, so he snorted coldly, spat on him, and then turned around and left.

It wasn't until he heard Yang Erniu's footsteps fading away that Liu Da slowly got up and stumbled towards Yang's house.

He had to tell Yang Shitou that his son was no good, if he didn't take human life seriously, something would happen sooner or later.

However, before he reached Yang's house, he heard Yang Shitou's voice asking Yang Erniu from a distance.

"Where have you been so late?" Yang Shitou asked him with a frown when he ran into Yang Erniu who came back from the latrine at night.

"Let's teach that old thing a lesson." Yang Erniu said happily.

Yang Shitou was taken aback, and after a while he realized who he was talking about: "You Uncle Liu?"

"En." Yang Erniu nodded.

"How are you? Are you not hurt?" Yang Shitou hurried forward to check his hands and feet with concern. Then Liu Daknows how many hands, what if he beats his son well?
Seeing that he cared about him so much, Yang Erniu smiled in a good mood, raised his hand to stop him from checking his movements, and said with some complacency: "I killed him, and he didn't even grunt when I hit him with a stick. "

Yang Shitou froze when he heard it, and asked tremblingly for a long time: "You, you killed him? What about the others?"

"Where's he in the ground? What are you asking?" Yang Erniu frowned, and said impatiently, "Why, you still want to save him? Let me tell you, he's already dead. If you hit him with a stick, I kicked him for a long time, but he didn't even move."

"No." Yang Shitou waved his hands again and again, and whispered eagerly: "It doesn't matter if you kill him, but throw him somewhere where no one is, what if someone finds him in the den? "

"So what if you find out? No one knows that I killed him." Yang Erniu looked indifferent.

"What if, what if someone finds you and finds you?" Yang Shitou said, pulling him up and walking outside: "Quick, let's throw him away before no one finds out."

Liu Daru, who had been hiding in the shadows since hearing the conversation between the two, was trembling uncontrollably, not knowing whether it was cold or pain.

He really didn't expect that his good brother who had been protecting him for so many years, knowing that he was killed by his son, the first thing he thought of was not to teach his son, but to throw his body away.

He knew that he couldn't stay here anymore, if he stayed here, even if he escaped with his life today, sooner or later he would be killed by the father and son.

Liu Da took a deep look at the direction Yang Shitou and his son left, turned around and ran westward in a stumbling manner.

Now, only that person has the ability to save him.

When Yang Erniu and Yang Shitou arrived at Diwozi and found no one there, their eyes widened in shock.

"Where are people?" Yang Shitou asked in a low voice.

"I was here when I left." Yang Shitou pointed to the place where Liu Da was lying, and his heart beat wildly.

"Look for it quickly." Yang Shitou was so angry that he hit him on the head and ran out to search. Yang Erniu was also a little scared, so he had to hurry up to find someone.

Did he know that Mr. Liu is ruthless, if he ran away while still alive, how could he have any good fruit?
But no matter how hard they searched that night, they couldn't find Liu Da. They wanted to go to the West Village to see, but they didn't dare to think that the people there looked fierce to outsiders.It's just that no one was found, and the two of them couldn't sleep peacefully. They only hoped that Liu Da would not come if he really ran far away, or died outside after running too far.

In the morning, Gu Jin yawned as she walked towards the courtyard gate. The people in the West Village were very diligent and would come to pick up farm tools to go to the field every morning, so these days she also got up in the habit of opening the courtyard gate first.

However, what she opened the door to greet her today was not the villagers of the West Village who would smile every day when they saw her, but a bloody face, which was covered with dried blood and grinned like a devil when seeing her.

"what……"

Gu Jin screamed in fright and ran back. When she saw Shen Jingcheng who had rushed out after hearing her scream, she jumped onto him with a swish, her legs clamped around his waist, and her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. Neck, heart beating wildly.

Shen Jingcheng had never seen her panic like this before, he quickly supported her hips to prevent her from falling, and asked anxiously: "What's wrong?"

Gu Jin settled down on him slightly, grabbed his neck with one hand and pointed to the gate of the courtyard with one hand, and stammered, "There are ghosts outside the gate."

ghost?

Shen Jingcheng frowned, carried her into the house while saying: "You can wait in the house at ease, I'll go and have a look."

"No." Hearing Shen Jingcheng say to stay in the house, Gu Jin hugged him tighter with both hands, shaking his head like a rattle: "I don't, I'm afraid, I'll go with you."

Shen Jingcheng was a little helpless, he held her buttocks, this posture is not suitable.

It was only then that Gu Jin realized what he had done, blushed, quickly let go of his legs and slipped to the ground, held his hand with a small hand, and asked in a low voice, "Is this okay?"

Shen Jingcheng looked at her blushing face, smiled dotingly, held her hand with his big hand, picked up the iron bar behind the door, and walked out together with her.

(End of this chapter)