Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

  231 In ancient times, it was really hard to be a human being. "Aunt Sang, did your family team up with the rich man An to cheat us? Otherwise, how can you behave like the rich man An?"

   "You—" Sang Jinghong was so annoyed by his words that he almost fell down.

   She and Jiuniang were kind and helpful, but what happened? Jiuniang is right about these unconscionable things, good people really can't do it, those unconscience things will only gain an inch.

   She smiled coldly and snorted, "If you think so, then I can't do anything about it. I still have something to do. I don't have time to accompany you here. Come back."

After    finished speaking, he closed the courtyard door with both hands, and directly shut out the group of people who were not pleasing to the eye.

  What kind of people, people from the village, can even say such things.

   "Aunt Sang, you..." Xia Zhuzi was dumbfounded. How could he be angry when he was angry, and even closed the door?

   "Er Gazi, what should I do?"

   "Yes, Er Gazi, this... you have to think of a way."

   "What do you think, didn't she say that Tian Qi is not here? I don't believe it anymore when we come back tomorrow. She Sang Jinghong can't return the land to us." Er Gazi said sharply.

   "When she comes tomorrow, she can give it to us?" a man asked.

"If you don't give it to us, let's go to the village chief... No, let's go to Lord Dongfang to judge, but I want to see if the surnamed Sang is capable of fighting with our gang of men." Er Gazi fiercely said.

   "Well, good." Everyone felt that this was reasonable, and they didn't want to blow the cold wind here any longer, so they turned around and left.

   "Are these people sick?" Wu Shiqing was simply fooled by the thoughts of these villagers.

   Just such a trivial matter, do you still want to judge her family's grandfather? Damn, they were the ones who wanted to sell the land at the beginning, but now they want to buy it back, do you think it's that easy?

   Do you really think that the nine girls are the ones who do good deeds without leaving their names? What do they want? She had never seen such a person, she had seen it.

   On this side, Er Gazi and the others had just left, when An Zaicai brought a number of servants to Xiajia Village, and they came with several ox carts.

  The car is full of firewood.

  Many people were getting firewood in the yard to prepare for the winter. When they saw An Zaicai's battle, they immediately thought of Xia Beibei's house. Many people came out of the yard and stood on the side of the road to watch.

   "Isn't this here to deliver firewood to Jiuniang's family?"

   "It's definitely there. Besides Jiuniang's family, who else will the rich man of An Da give things to?"

   "This rich man in An is really thoughtful. He even sent firewood to his door. How much does he have to curry favor with Jiuniang?"

   They can't understand why this rich man in An is so flattering to Xia Beibei? Haven't seen Xia Beibei have any good looks towards him?

  Only An Zaicai understood in his heart that Xia Beibei was the ancestor who should be sacrificed to him.

  The eyes of all the villagers were full of envy. It would be great if these firewood were given to their homes, they would not have to go up the mountain to chop firewood again.

   On the mountain, Xia Beibei had already chopped several bundles of firewood in one morning and stacked them together.

  However, chopping wood is quite easy, and getting down the mountain...it's not easy.

   She sighed. In ancient times, it was really hard to be a human being, especially women. When all the work of chopping wood fell on her shoulders, it was even more difficult to do.