The rebirth of the poisonous concubine is charming and sweet

Chapter 1375 The tricks in Zhuangzi 2
Liu Mianmian nodded: "Alright!"

I don't know what's going on in this village, it's not easy to alarm the government right now.

What if I was suspicious.

Moreover, the county government is too far away, and the distance cannot quench the thirst.

Ah Hu put Ming'er down from his arms, Ming'er was so sleepy that he almost fell down.

Liu Mianmian waved her hand: "Ming'er, come to Auntie's place, your Uncle Ahu has something to do!"

Ming'er walks up to Liu Mianmian step by step, leans on her with her arm, and yawns big.

People in Zhuangzi leave quickly and come back quickly.

There were more people than before, and there were no two people carrying a sliding pole, which made up the top of the mountain.

Obviously it was prepared for the families of the three girls, Liu Mianmian.

Wang Si glanced at everyone, and asked with a silly smile: "There was a big brother just now, why did this disappear?"

Liu Xinghe said foolishly: "Ah, that's my guard. This carriage can't get in, and it can't stay on the side of the road all the time. I'll let him go back first, and come here to pick us up in two days!"

Ah Hu is five big and three thick, his arms are thicker than the thighs of ordinary people, indeed he looks much more threatening than Mr. Pian Pian's Liu Xinghe.

After Wang Si heard that the guard had left, he felt relieved, and the smile on his face was quite sincere: "Then let's go quickly, we have already prepared lunch!"

A few countrymen are very strong, carrying the sliding pole without blushing and heartbeat, and their feet are flying, ten miles low, and they will arrive in less than half an hour.

Walk a mile into the archway, and after bypassing a mountain gate, you can see a green rice field.

Now the rice has just headed, the breeze is blowing, and there is a faint fragrance of grass and trees, which is refreshing.

Large expanses of green are stretching, high and low, and patchwork, which makes people feel more relaxed.

Liu Mianmian looked carefully from the sliding pole, and asked: "I see that the rice is very good, it doesn't look like there is any problem at all!"

Wang Si kept walking, and replied: "The problem is last year's late rice. After the last winter, there is nothing wrong with this year's rice!"

"That's why we said that we hope the master will give us a little grace. When the time comes, as long as the new rice comes up, we can carry it through with a little bit of savings!"

After he finished speaking, his face darkened a bit.

It looked like he was trapped by life.

Liu Mianmian's gaze fell to the end of this large field of vision, and she didn't speak.

She was wearing a veiled hat, and Wang Si and the others couldn't see what her expression was like, what she looked like, they just felt that the voice was delicate and soft, which was very pleasant.

The most beautiful girl in the village doesn't have such a good voice.

The lunch was prepared by Zhuangtou.

The sliding pole was also carried directly to Zhuangtou's home.

There are about 50 people in Zhuangzi, and according to the roster, there are more than [-] families in total.

There are as many as Zhuangtou's family, with a total of sixteen members of three generations living under the same roof, and there is also a small family, only mother and son depend on each other, and so on.

Liu Mianmian got off the sliding pole, patted the back of Liu Zhi's hand, and Liu Zhi took out some copper coins from his money pocket.

Give five to each of the peasant men who went to meet them.

Five copper coins is not too much, but in Rongcheng, when going to the market, one coin can buy four steamed buns, so it is not too little.

Several dealer men looked at the copper coins and swallowed their saliva, and the people in front came over to catch them, the last one was the thinnest, he smiled coyly, and said in a low voice: "Miss, I don't want copper coins, can you give me some to eat?" of?"

"You came from the city, you should have brought food?"

He rubbed his hands nervously, his face was exposed to the sun and rain, and even the roots of his ears were red.

Liu Zhi was stunned, opened one of the bundles he brought with him, took out a small oil-paper packet from it, and handed it to him: "There are a few buns inside!"

This was what Cuihua prepared for them when they came out of the stockade early this morning.

He said he was worried that they would be hungry on the way, so he prepared some roast chicken, meat buns and eggs.

But the steamed stuffed buns and chicken hardened after cooling down, and Liu Mianmian's milk was fine, so he couldn't eat it.

A group of people ate enough in the morning, so they didn't touch these things.

The thin bamboo pole wiped his hands on his clothes, took it almost respectfully, and subconsciously pressed it with his hands through the oil paper.

Soft and meaty.

It's meat buns!

His eyes were red with excitement, and he said repeatedly: "Thank you, thank you... Misses are really kind people!"

Liu Zhi corrected him: "I'm just Miss's servant, that one is your master and mine!"

After the thin bamboo pole couldn't stop thanking Liu Mianmian, he clutched the oiled paper bag tightly, turned around and left quickly.

I don't know if it's Liu Zhi's illusion, but I always feel that the other people who took the copper coins are quite regretful, and they seem to want to exchange them for food.

At this time, Zhuangtou coughed twice: "Okay, you have got the reward, you should go back quickly, and it's time to eat, after eating, you have to go to the field to work in the afternoon!"

The men responded sparsely, and walked away in a short while.

Zhuangtou led Liu Mianmian and others to sit on the table, with a bit of shame on his face: "Last year, there was a disaster, and everything that could be eaten at home was pretty much the same. I can't give you any good things. Forgive me!"

Liu Zhi glanced at it, and there were six dishes on the table of the Eight Immortals.

Two plates of oily greens, which look like wild vegetables, and a plate of tofu with minced meat, and a pot of stewed chicken soup. The chicken legs are as thin as bamboo poles. There is not much oil in the pot of boiled soup, and the portion of a plate is not much. The braised pork and a palm-sized braised fish.

Liu Zhi frowned, looking unhappy.

When the master came, it was too shabby to prepare some food like this, and it seemed that he didn't pay much attention to it.

Wang Zhuangtou understood Liu Zhi's thoughts at a glance, and he hurriedly explained: "It's really not that villains are neglecting everyone. I really can't come up with good things. I have already sent my sons to go hunting in the mountains. I will deal with a bite for lunch. , I will try my best to arrange dinner properly!"

Liu Mianmian nodded: "Well, it's all right!"

Liu Xinghe glanced at Wang Zhuang with a smile: "My sister is timid and doesn't like to eat at the same table with strangers..."

Wang Zhuangtou immediately understood the meaning and stood up hastily: "The villain will leave first. If you have anything to do, call the villain at any time!"

After he left, Liu Xinghe took out a silver needle and tried every dish, and tasted every dish himself, and after about a cup of tea, he said: "It's not poisoned, sister, you can eat it." Already!"

It was already past noon, and Liu Mianmian was also hungry, so she took off her veil and hat to eat.

Liu Xinghe hurriedly ate a few mouthfuls, wiped his mouth and said: "Little sister, eat slowly, don't worry, I'll go find out the bottom line of this farmer's family!"

(End of this chapter)