The peasant woman's three fists hurt a little

Chapter 274
How many people are like Aunt Ah Shan, knowing that something happened to Zhong Xiucai's family, but they didn't dare to come forward.The guilt in my heart is not only for not coming out to help Guixiang, but also for the death of Zhong Xiucai's family.

After hearing Aunt Ashan's words, Guixiang spoke very frankly.

"Auntie wants to come out to help? What can you help? Come out to inflict blood on the horse bandits."

Aunt Ashan's guilt and sadness were stuck in her throat.

Uncle Ashan breathed a sigh of relief.

"How did this dog get here? It looks so fierce."

A small dog, not at all shy when dealing with horse bandits.When Guixiang went to the entrance of the village, the puppy also found Aunt Ashan and his wife behind the door, and whined twice towards them.

Aunt Ashan looked at the puppy's snow-white body and exclaimed in admiration.

"It's a beautiful puppy, and it can take care of the family."

Cinnamon said lightly.

"Ah, his name is Dabai."

Aunt Ashan knelt down to touch Dabai's head.

Cracked his mouth wide open, revealing his white teeth.

Guixiang narrowed her eyes slightly.

Dabai is scared
Let Aunt Ashan play with her.

Aunt Ashan stroked Dabai, from head to toe, from foot to head.Out of animal instinct, Dabai made a whining sound of enjoyment.

Guixiang said to Dabai.

"These two people can enter the door, remember, smell it."

Dabai burst into tears.

I feel wronged!It is a wolf!He is the son of the wolf king!Not a dog!

It's almost finished, Aunt Ashan and Uncle Ashan are ready to go home.Guixiang sent the two to the intersection, watched the two go home before going into the house to sleep.Dabai circled around Guixiang energetically.

Guixiang pointed to the bamboo basket.

"Go to sleep by yourself!"

Dabai failed in begging for caresses, and returned to the bamboo basket with his head drooping.

With a smile on the corner of Guixiang's lips, she lay down and closed her eyes to sleep.

A night without dreams until dawn.

The funeral has already been arranged at the foot of the mountain.Zhong Dazhu's family didn't have a big invitation, and the family didn't have the money to hold a lively funeral.After the mourning hall was set up, only Dazhu's parents had coffins.Zhong Xiaozhu only has one roll of mat.

It is said that the coffin is being beaten.

These things have nothing to do with Guixiang, Guixiang only wants to open up wasteland.

There are many weeds, more stones on the ground, and less soil.According to the mark drawn before, Gui Xiang pulled out all the weeds on the mark and threw it in the middle of the ground.

Most of the weeds are Artemisia stalks, tall and hairy.It's quite tricky.

Gui Xiang pulled it out for an hour, and got rid of the Artemisia stalks that had left marks on the painting.Looking up at her efforts, Gui Xiang smiled and lit the Artemisia pole in the ground.A large area of ​​wild grass burned.

The fire burns to the mark made by the cinnamon.

These plant ashes are also good fertilizers.Can make this land not so barren.Although it is not very useful now, it is better than nothing.This is more convenient to open up wasteland.

After the fire was extinguished, Gui Xiang took out her hoe and started digging.

When a hoe goes down, there are mostly stones and very little soil.

Regardless of the size of the stone, the cinnamon is put into the basket.Only a small field was opened in the morning.The stones were picked up in a pile and placed under the eaves.When the space is free, just use these stones to build the wall.

In the winter, Guixiang was sweating all over.

It was almost noon, and Dabai whined outside.

Guixiang looked up and saw that it was the head catcher!
I still know a catcher——Li catcher.

Guixiang raised her eyebrows.

"Isn't Catcher Li from Luoxia County? Why did you come to Qingshan County?"

Catcher Li didn't disclose it, but asked again.

"I'm here to ask about the horse bandits. I didn't expect to meet you here. Did you kill the horse bandits?"

Guixiang continued to open up wasteland and did not answer at all.

With a stiff smile remaining on Li Butou's face, he told his findings.

"The corpses of the horse bandits were destroyed, but the fatal wounds could not be concealed. They were killed with a knife. Coincidentally, the fatal wounds of these horse bandits were all with a knife. I guess a person killed the horse bandits, and the wounds on the horse bandits were all It was after the death that the villagers vented their anger and beat them."

(End of this chapter)