After he and his mother-in-law separated, he built a house and stocked a warehouse full of grain and

The old village chief did not take any credit. He told Shui Qing's proposal and emphasized that it was Shui Qing's idea. If he felt it was inappropriate or had a better proposal, he should say it in person and everyone would discuss and negotiate.

The yard was filled with people who could make decisions about every household in the village, and everyone was extremely satisfied after hearing this.

Let them come up with something better?

What a joke, if they could come up with something better, wouldn't they be able to live the same good life as Hu Shuiqing?

In hindsight, I thought that people can live a good life because they have a flexible mind. Look at how well they can think of even the protection of the village in such a short time.

With such a flexible mind, it should be easy to make money.

Everyone had no objections and passed smoothly and quickly.

Li Wen suddenly said: "Dad, Damu still hasn't come back, and Fan Qian hasn't come back either. What should we do with these two families?"

Zhang Tuzi couldn't avoid being lazy when it came to patrolling, but he was indeed too lazy. Even if he wanted to, the people in the village wouldn't trust him.

Fortunately, his son Zhang Xiaoxiao is fourteen this year. He is smart and not as lazy as his father, so he is responsible for the protection.

When Zhang Xiaowu heard that he was chosen, he jumped three feet high and is now showing off to the whole village.

Now I'm afraid most of the boys in the village know about it.

The old village chief frowned.

Other people in the yard also looked at each other.

Protection is a matter for the entire village and concerns everyone. Even if you do not participate, you will enjoy protection.

But those who don’t participate will affect the mentality of others.

There were murmurs in the yard: "Damu didn't participate in digging trenches before, so he won't follow suit this time, right?"

"That won't do!"

"Who can tell."

The old village chief raised his voice to stop him: "We'll ask them when they come back, and don't speculate yet."

"I don't know what's going on, why can't I be here for two days?"

"I went out yesterday. I haven't been back all night. It's not peaceful outside. Is something going to happen?"

"Bah, bah, bah, don't talk nonsense! You can't expect others to order well."

"I'm talking nonsense."

After all, the people in the village, Fan Damu was not good before, but they didn't want anything to happen to him.

There were people whispering in the courtyard, and a familiar voice sounded proudly in the spring breeze: "Old village chief, did you tell me you were looking for me?"

Everyone looked back and saw that the person they were chatting with was back!

Fan Damu was wearing blue shorts, neat and clean, and so new that there was not a single patch.

What she wears on her feet are not straw sandals, but a pair of black cloth shoes to prevent them from being stained by mud. There is also a pair of wooden clogs under the cloth shoes.

Immediately, a man asked: "Damu, are you rich?"

Why, overnight, the patched clothes were gone, and the straw sandals were no longer needed, they were all new.

Although the shorts are also worn by people who work, they are new after all, and they are made of coarse cloth, not the linen they often wear.

"Yeah, where did the new clothes come from?"

"Yesterday we went to Fucheng and found that there was a lot of chaos outside. Are you okay outside?"

"We were just worried about whether something happened to you."

Fan Damu looked around the people present from top to bottom, snorted from his nose, and sneered with extreme disdain: "An accident? It can only happen to others, and it is not my turn.

As for the chaos in the city, whether the whole Guangning mansion is in chaos or not is up to my master’s family! "

Li Wen and Li Wu frowned when they saw Fan Damu's flamboyant words and deeds.

The old village chief asked keenly: "Master? Have you sold yourself into slavery?"

There was a bang in the yard, and everyone looked at Fan Damu who came in behind in shock.

Sell ​​yourself into slavery?

"Damu, you are confused. A slave has no freedom at all. The master can fight, kill and sell, so how can he be sold as a slave?"

"I heard"

Fan Damu interrupted impatiently: "Don't hear it! I've been hearing you talk about how bad it is to be a slave and how comfortable it is to be a farmer. What's the result?

As a farmer, you are poorly fed and tired all year round and you don’t even have new clothes!

But look at me, the deed of sale I signed yesterday has given me two sets of new clothes, and I’m eating black noodles, so I’m full! You live in a brick house, and you don’t have to worry about food, drink, clothing, and housing. Is this a hard life?

Let me tell you one more thing. My master is the county magistrate of Guangning Prefecture, Mr. Wu. Can you tell me how I can be afraid of the victims outside? Oh, those disaster victims are only afraid of me! "

It was said that thanks to Fan Jin and Hu Shuiqing, the boy from the Bai family was saved, and the lady who came to thank him that day with a lot of gold and silver jewelry turned out to be the wife of Magistrate Wu.

Recently, the number of disaster victims has increased, and there is unrest everywhere. The county magistrate's wife is worried about Guangzong Yaozu, the two young masters, and recruits more servants. Seeing that he looks familiar, she asks a few more questions and learns that he is from the rear of Shanshui Village, so she decides to buy him.

The old village chief shook his head helplessly.

Farmers have a hard time, but being a slave is not as easy as Fan Damu said.

It's just that everyone has his own ambitions, and it's useless to talk too much.

The biggest official the people in the village had ever seen was the village chief. When they heard about the county magistrate, everyone's eyes widened.

Seeing that everyone was moved, Fan Damu spoke in an official tone: "I have also appeared in front of the county magistrate. If you want to go, since we are in the same village, I can go and put in a nice word, but there is no guarantee whether you will be selected. .

You also know that this is a good thing that everyone is scrambling for. "

Fan Qiye shook his head: "As long as there are people who stutter in my family, I will not sell myself as a slave."

As soon as he said it, there were many echoes from the surrounding area.

Fan Damu said coolly: "When you have nothing to eat, do you think you can still sell it? Will anyone buy it?"

Who would buy a handful of old bones?

People who buy people are not stupid, so of course they buy people who can work.

If his family wasn't all capable of working, the county magistrate's wife wouldn't be able to agree!

Xu Laosan asked naggingly: "Damu, you sold yourself, what will your family do?"

"What can you do? Of course you come with me to eat and drink spicy food. When we go out from now on, we will also be members of Magistrate Wu!" Fan Damu showed a look of disdain.

Xu Laosan choked and asked unwillingly: "You can be a slave by yourself and the whole family can go eat and drink? Can I do it too?"

That's great too, right?

He was a little excited!

The others stared at Fan Damu closely, thinking that if this was the case, it would not only make them miserable, but at least the family would have enough food and clothing.

It's not impossible...

"What are you dreaming about? Don't stop thinking about such a good thing! Even if such a good thing happens, it will be your turn!" Fan Damu couldn't bear it and shouted.

What a beautiful thought these country folk had.

Xu Laosan, who was scolded for nothing, asked blankly: "What about you?"

"Of course I signed the deed of sale of my whole family."

After Fan Damu finished speaking, you could hear needles dropping in the yard.

There were dozens of people, and it was so noisy that you couldn't hear who was talking. Now it's so quiet that you can hear the rustling of leaves in the wind.

"So I'm here to inform you that Lao Shizi's protection team and the outbound team are not included in my family. If we bump into each other in the city in the future, don't even think about having a relationship with them.

By the way, my fields are sold together this time. Who wants to buy them? "