Entering the bully's den, she changed her life by farming!

After listening to what Zhao Zhizhi said, they plucked up the courage to learn from Zhao Zhizhi about the process of raising land.

Then, Zhao Zhizhi divided everyone's land area fairly.

Maybe it was because they had been hungry for too long, so everyone kept the seeds they brought back like treasures. They wished they could live next to their own piece of land in the back mountain and stare at it day and night.

Zhao Zhizhi initially advised everyone not to be so nervous and just treat them calmly.

After she said it several times and no one listened, she stopped talking.

Anyway, she often checked the development of those seeds and found no problems for the time being.

After a few months, the seeds of all the villagers in Xiaohe Village came to fruition.

Because the seeds brought back are different, the fruits produced in the end are also varied and include everything.

Even though there wasn't a lot of food to fill their bellies, everyone was overjoyed and couldn't help themselves with excitement.

On the day of the harvest, before the rooster even crows, the villagers went to find Zhao Zhizhi with bags full of fruits.

When Zhao Zhizhi woke up and opened the door, the villagers had been standing at the door for who knows how long.

There was no hint of impatience on their faces, but they were chatting happily with the people around them.

Zhao Zhizhi was shocked by them. When she saw the bags they were carrying, she pursed her lips and said with a serious face, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong with the seeds?"

She didn't see the contents of the bag, and she spontaneously forgot about the smiles of the villagers, thinking only of the seeds.

The villagers couldn't help but shed tears when they heard what Zhao Zhizhi said.

Everyone opened the bags one after another and poured the fruits inside carefully onto the ground.

An uncle at the head said: "Village Chief, our hard work has finally paid off. All the seeds have borne fruit, and not a single one has been left behind."

Zhao Zhizhi was stunned for a moment. After coming back to his senses, he quickly squatted down and inspected the fruits on the ground.

The old people grow food crops that are similar to corn, mainly because these things are too important. The young people do not have as much experience as the old people in farming, so everyone unanimously decided to give the seeds for food crops to the old people to cultivate.

Others planted some peppers, beans, cucumbers, green onions and other vegetables.

Looking at the plump fruits, Zhao Zhizhi couldn't help but have red eyes. She kept saying, "Okay, that's great. You all have worked really hard."

Tears also flowed from the villagers. They all separated some fruits from the ground and said in unison: "Village Chief, these contributions are given to you."

Zhao Zhizhi refused without thinking: "I don't need it. You use your own fruits to exchange for food crops with others and don't contribute to me."

The uncle who spoke before spoke again: "Village Chief, without you, we would still be worried about whether there would be enough food for tomorrow. You have brought us new hope, so please don't refuse anymore."

How could Zhao Zhizhi tell them that he couldn't finish the food in his space.

But she really couldn't bear it in her conscience to just accept the fruits that the villagers had worked hard to grow.

After thinking about it, Zhao Zhizhi said with a smile: "How about this, let's go back and cook something delicious. How about I go to your homes to try your craftsmanship later?"

"Just take these things back. I actually didn't do anything. I just had to fulfill my responsibilities as a village chief when I became the village chief. That's what I should do. You don't need to feel that you owe me anything."

The villagers looked at each other in shock. In the end, they couldn't resist Zhao Zhizhi, so they could only take the things back.       Because of the cultivation of crops, everyone's life is getting better day by day.

Zhao Zhizhi is also secretly observing the villagers, and she wants to take the opportunity to select an alternative village head.

Sooner or later, he will leave Xiaohe Village and go to the capital.

But Xiaohe Village will always be her hometown, so she must make proper arrangements for the villagers in Xiaohe Village before leaving.

Winter passed in the blink of an eye, and the earth ushered in spring and hope.

When drizzle started falling in the sky, the villagers had not noticed it yet.

Until noon, Uncle Liu went to town to deliver goods. When he went out, he felt the raindrops on his face. He blinked in disbelief, then his whole body began to tremble, and tears burst out.

At this moment, he even left his precious livestock aside and ran frantically towards the village, shouting as he ran: "Folks, it's raining, God is wise, our village has survived..."

He shouted so excitedly that he didn't realize that his voice was hoarse. He was just venting his emotions. Otherwise, he was afraid that he would faint from excitement.

The villagers who heard the sound came out of their homes one after another. After feeling the raindrops, they had almost the same reaction as Uncle Liu. Everyone froze in place, with tears streaming down their faces.

I don’t know who said: “This is all the credit of the village chief!”

Someone else echoed: "Yes, let's go thank the village chief."

The villagers responded in unison: "Let's go and find the village chief now."

All the villagers in Xiaohe Village gathered in front of Zhao's house.

Zhao Zhizhi opened the door and saw the villagers standing in the rain. No one came to knock on the door, but stood quietly in the rain waiting for her to come out.

Zhao Zhizhi, who was already in a turbulent mood because of the rain, couldn't help opening his mouth and asked in surprise: "What are you..."

I don’t know how long the villagers had been standing in the rain. Their clothes were soaked, and it looked like water could be squeezed out from a distance.

The villagers looked at Zhao Zhizhi with sincere eyes, and then they slowly knelt on the ground.

About two hundred people all knelt down on their knees. It was a shocking scene.

Zhao Zhizhi froze on the spot, forgetting his movements for a moment, and just stared at them blankly.

At this time, the old man kneeling at the front spread his hands flat on the ground, kowtowed tremblingly, and shouted loudly: "Village Chief, we have nothing precious to give you, only sincere words to you." Thank you, thank you for giving us a second chance at life.”

As soon as he finished speaking, the other villagers followed him and made the same move, shouting in unison: "Thank you for giving us a second life."

Zhao Zhizhi was often thanked by others before she traveled through time, but at that time she had no trouble in her heart.

At this moment, she finally understood what justice was, and it really made her feel more satisfied than ever before.

Two warm marks fell on her face, which were washed away by the rain.

Zhao Zhizhi no longer tried to avoid the kneeling of the villagers. Instead, he took a few steps forward, knelt in front of the villagers, and said to them with a smile: "It's great that everyone survived."

After hearing these words, the emotions that the villagers had been holding back completely exploded, and cries suddenly broke out all around.