I quietly became a big boss in the novice village

Sun Dazhu woke up from the dream, sweating profusely, and only then realized that he was sitting on the bed, surrounded by darkness.

At this moment, my wife is sleeping beside me.

"Old man, what's the matter with you? You don't sleep at night, you are startled?"

Sun Zhang got up from the bed with sleepy eyes, looked at Sun Dazhu, who was sweating profusely and hadn't recovered yet, and said doubtfully.

"Old lady, I dreamed about Sanniang just now. Sanniang's mother-in-law treated her badly. Sanniang can only rely on embroidery to live, and it hurts her eyes!!"

Sun Dazhu swallowed his throat, wiped the sweat off his face, and told all the things in his dream.

"You, you just want to save face. You still don't believe me when you say you love Sanniang. Are you having a nightmare now?" Sun Zhang gave Sun Dazhu a white look.

"What is this called? I think about it every day and dream at night."

Sun Dazhu looked puzzled.

Is it just a dream?

Thinking of what happened to Sanniang, he immediately got out of bed.

"No, I'm going to see San Niang!"

"What do you think, old man? Go to Sanniang's house in the middle of the night. If you don't sleep, Sanniang and the child will also sleep!"

Sun Zhang hurriedly pulled Sun Dazhu.

"Can..."

Sun Dazhu was about to say something, but was interrupted by Sun Zhang.

"Okay, okay, I know you're worried about Sanniang and the others, I even saw them during the daytime!"

Before, Sun Dazhu explained that no one in the family could visit Sun Sanniang, but Sun Zhang didn't feel any pain for the meat that fell from her pregnancy in October.

Usually, I secretly visit Sun Sanniang and the others.

"How are they doing?"

In fact, Sun Dazhu knew in his heart that his family often went to visit Sanniang, but when he thought of what happened in his dream, he said in a difficult voice.

"They are doing well. Now Sanniang is working in Mingzhu's workshop, and the three children are studying in the village head's private school." Sun Zhang said.

"No one in the village is gossiping, has the child been bullied?"

Sun Dazhu's tone was a little choked up.

In the dream, because Sanniang lost her husband, those lazy men in the village often molested Sanniang, and he really wanted to punch those who bullied his daughter to death.

There is also a child, a child who is often scolded for having no father and stoned, but he can't do anything when he sees it.

"Gossip, how do I know that? Others don't say gossip in front of others.

However, there will be some, after all, Sanniang is a married girl who returns to live in her natal village..."

Mrs. Sun Zhang sighed, unable to continue.

"I see who dares!"

Sun Dazhu's honest face suddenly said viciously.

"You old man, I had a dream, it looks like a different person!"

Sun Zhang was a little surprised.

One must know that Sun Dazhu was known as an honest man in the village, and he seldom blushed with others.

"You do not know!"

Sun Dazhu lowered his head.

In the dream, watching my daughter being bullied again and again, it hurts more than needles pricking him.

He even wanted to vent his anger on his daughter.

But he can't do anything, he can only watch his daughter and grandson being bullied again and again.

"Okay, okay, I don't know, okay?"

Sun Zhang shook her head, thinking that Sun Dazhu hadn't recovered from the nightmare.

"The three children are very good in the private school. It's not like you don't know that the children taught by the village chief are all sensible, and they won't bully others casually!"

"That's good, that's good! The village chief will teach the children!"

Sun Dazhu couldn't help but shed tears.

"Old man, why are you crying?"

Sun Zhang was frightened.

"It's okay, it's okay, my eyes just got gray, and it's not early, go to bed quickly, I have to work tomorrow!"

Sun Dazhu didn't want his wife to see the joke, so he quickly lay down and pulled the quilt.

Sun Zhang didn't point it out either.

After getting along for so many years, how could she not know the character of her husband.

That is a person who wants to save face.

"Old lady, are you asleep?"

"Just laying down, how can you sleep like that?"

"I plan to take Chuanzi and Hezi to the house of the third mother-in-law tomorrow."

"What are you going to do? Pay for San Niang?"

"No, how do you say that Sanniang and the others have been separated for so many years, why should the compensation and land deed be given to her mother-in-law? Tomorrow morning, let's go get it back!"

"what?"

……

No matter how surprised Sun Zhang was by Sun Dazhu's change.

At this moment, Bu Fan's figure fell in his yard, and he saw Huo Qilin squatting under the peach tree, not knowing what to do.

"What are you doing?" Bu Fan stepped forward.

"Draw circles!"

Huo Qilin lowered his head and drew circles with small stones.

Bu Fan wouldn't foolishly ask why he drew a circle.

After all, as a brother who is responsible and loves his sister, sometimes he has to encourage his sister.

"Well, good, then I'll go to bed first!"

Fire Qilin: "o(一︿一+)o"

……

The next day, Bu Fan was teaching in a private school when a reminder suddenly sounded in his mind.

【Mission: Sun Sanniang's Unspeakable Concealment Completed】

[Task reward: 500000 experience points X2]

after that.

A series of prompts for skill upgrades sounded in his mind.

It seems that Sun Dazhu and his daughter have reconciled.

In fact, according to common sense, even if he does nothing, the father and daughter will reconcile, it is only a matter of time.

As for Sun Dazhu going to Sun San's mother-in-law's house to seek justice, Song Laizi told Bu Fan after school.

"Village chief, don't you know how shameless Sanniang's in-law's village is? And the village chief, you can't compare with the village chief.

They said nothing to return the silver title deed to Sanniang, and said that Uncle Dazhu didn't seek justice for Sanniang, but clearly went for the silver.

If it weren't for the four of us to follow, Uncle Dazhu and the others would not be the opponents of Sanniang's village. "Song Laizi patted his chest proudly.

"What then?"

Bu Fan couldn't see what Song Laizi had in mind.

"It's still Mingzhu who is amazing, and those people were dealt with in a few words!" Song Laizi sighed.

"Mingzhu has gone too?" Bu Fan was a little surprised.

"Yeah, it's all thanks to Ming Zhu, the village chief, you don't know what Ming Zhu said about the law, what kind of accomplice,

Anyway, the village chief was almost scared to pee when he said it, but it was a pity that in the end the money was only half,

The other half was spent by Sanniang's uncle's family. "

Song Laizi shook his head and sighed.

"Maybe it's a good thing too!" Bu Fan laughed.

"Hey, Mingzhu also said the same thing, she said it would let the people in that village know what kind of people San Niangpo's family is like,

What else was said, I can't remember clearly, anyway, it means that Sanniang's family will not dare to trouble Sanniang in the future. "

Song Laizi's eyes lit up, he shook his head and sighed, "Sure enough, scholars are different, they have so many thoughts!"

Bu Fan: "..."

Well, take that as a compliment.

……

In a blink of an eye.

Several days passed.

Song Yuan's family.

Every time Song Xiaochun finished swinging his sword, he would stand motionless in the courtyard.

Long hair, long robes swaying in the wind, the sound of swaying leaves and the faint chirping of insects can be heard in my ears.

Suddenly, Song Xiaochun opened his eyes suddenly.

"Bu Fan, that's what you mean, I understand!"

The so-called look at the sky and feel the nature.

In fact, it is to let him abandon all distracting thoughts and devote himself to swinging the sword, and this wholeheartedly does not mean to use brute force to swing the sword blindly.

Instead, follow the wind and all things in nature to swing every sword.

At this moment, Song Xiaochun's temperament suddenly changed, his eyes became extremely bright and energetic, he drew out the long sword stuck on the ground, and suddenly swung the long sword again.

The power of swinging the long sword this time seems to be soft and weak, but each swing makes a burst of wind.

……