Siheyuan, I want to lie down but I become a tool

After the two of them conspired for a while and agreed to take action at night, Zhang Xingwang returned home. He also exchanged the three little things for eggs, thinking that they might be useful in the future.

Uncle Yougen didn't care. Not only did he not ask any questions, he also gave me a chubby little pistol and thirty rounds of bullets. Although the shape was very unique, it was easy to maintain and not prone to jamming. It was said to be used by military officers in the past.

Seeing Zhang Xingwang casually putting the melon into his pocket, he bent down unconsciously, then worriedly reminded him again and again to make sure he put the melon away and remember to knock it when using it, otherwise it would be embarrassing if someone picked it up and threw it back.

Uncle Yougen was a man of rough but delicate character. He cleared his throat and spoke in a serious tone to let Zhang Xingwang know that if he encountered any problems, he should remember to go back to the village to complain and not to think about solving them on his own. He also mentioned the story of how he treated everyone to meat last year, and implied that he should not overestimate his own abilities.

Professional matters should be left to professionals. There are so many people in the village, and their skills are all mixed up. After saying this, he stared at the direction of the back mountain, looking a little depressed, probably remembering something sad...

As soon as Zhang Xingwang entered the yard, he found his wife with short legs and a face as white as an oval. She was talking to the little girl. They both sniffed at the same time. The yard was filled with a strong smell of meat. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were also whispering to each other, as if they were living a peaceful life.

When Bai Xiaoya saw Zhang Xingwang come in, she stared at him with wide eyes and a smile on her jade-like face. A blush appeared on her jade-like face. It was the first time that Zhang Xingwang saw his short-legged wife's charming look like the sunset, which made him a little dazed.

Bai Xiaoya was obviously in a good mood at the moment. She did not blame Zhang Xingwang for abandoning her. Instead, she excitedly said how nice the village was. Not only was everyone warm and polite, but there was also meat for every meal at home. She asked Zhang Xingwang with a hopeful look on her face if she could stay for a few more days.

After hearing this, the old lady looked at Wang Xiulan and ran to the kitchen. The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were so engrossed in their conversation that they completely forgot that there was still meat stewing in the pot.

The old man looked at the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law, who were both very busy, and smiled without saying anything. He felt that his condition had obviously been under control since his granddaughter-in-law came into the family. But looking at the condition of his wife, it was only a matter of time before her condition surpassed his.

The contented old man acted like a wise elder, chuckled and continued to tease his granddaughter. Then, a shout "Why don't you come and help, old man" completely destroyed the old man's mood.

"Brother, I never thought that you, who seemed to be quiet, turned out to be just like me in the village, with great popularity."

Zhang Xingwang's smile froze, then he stretched out his arm, wrapped it around the short-legged wife's soft waist, and replied with a teasing smile:

"What did my wife just call me?"

Bai Xiaoya subconsciously struggled twice but failed, then turned her head away and replied timidly:

"Boss...Brother...Is it not okay for me to call you brother?"

Looking at his helpless wife, Zhang Xingwang felt that he had found this woman's weakness. Bai Xiaoya, who was tough-mouthed but weak-legged, had obviously forgotten what she wanted to express just now.

The arrogant look just now instantly changed into a look of helplessness. He turned his head and leaned towards Zhang Xingwang unconsciously, and then he was completely speechless.

Wang Xiulan had just come out with a basin of water. When she saw her daughter-in-law's steamy look, she coughed and was pulled back by the old lady who had stuck her head out. The kitchen must have been very busy, as the three of them didn't finish their work until dinner time.

Looking at the sumptuous dinner, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law once again explained the food standards to Bai Xiaoya who was working hard to eat, and said in unison that this meal was a special case.

Seeing her granddaughter-in-law's eyes that said "I understand, I understand everything", the old grandmother worriedly told her about the current situation in the village. To sum it up, the villagers were on the verge of starvation.

While listening and looking at the braised pork on the table, Bai Xiaoya and the little girl nodded seriously, and then couldn't wait to start eating. As for how much they heard, only God knows.

The old lady then turned her gaze to Zhang Xingwang, with an unusually sullen face, and tried to persuade him earnestly.

"Xingwang, you have to be aware of the current situation. You might as well exchange all these chickens and ducks for food. Grandma is an experienced person. Until next autumn harvest, this food is life-saving. Grandma didn't say anything to you before, but this time it's really different!"

Zhang Xingwang said seriously that he had listened to it, and then replied seriously:

"Grandma, you are right. The canteen in the village will probably have to close after the autumn harvest. I have already considered what you said. Don't worry, I will definitely not forget you. I have already thought about it. Anyway, the cellar at home is idle, so I will ask Uncle Yougen to bring you food in the evening."

The old man, who had been calm all along, could no longer sit still and asked in unison with the old lady:

"Will you deliver food later? Where will the food come from?"

After the old couple finished asking the questions, they were like deflated balls. The old lady even turned her inquiring eyes to her daughter-in-law. Seeing that her daughter-in-law was even more confused than her, she shook her head and sighed. She then turned her eyes to her granddaughter-in-law who was eating with her head down, and then sighed deeply again.

After dinner, the atmosphere at home suddenly became tense. Bai Xiaoya was a little excited. She understood the words "I'll ask Uncle Yougen to send it to you". It seemed that something big was happening at home that night. She whispered to Zhang Xingwang that she wanted to go with them, but was rejected by Zhang Xingwang on the grounds that her legs and feet were not very strong.

Watching her grandson getting ready to go out, the old grandmother sighed for half an hour, then naturally grabbed her grandson's wife's hand and started chatting about family matters by asking questions all over the place. She seemed to want to know everything about her grandson's wife's life for 19 years. Bai Xiaoya was so anxious that her eyes rolled around, and she almost couldn't maintain her well-behaved and sensible look.

Only after watching Zhang Xingwang leave did Bai Xiaoya come back to her senses and answer the old lady's questions seriously.

Zhang Xingwang was almost deceived by the pitiful look of his short-legged wife. Since getting married, he felt that this woman's acting skills and appearance were getting better and better. If you don't know her background, you probably won't be able to last even one round.

Uncle Yougen was squatting beside the collapsed courtyard wall smoking a cigarette. When he saw Zhang Xingwang, he stood up and motioned for him to follow him, without saying anything along the way.

After Zhang Xingwang led him to the threshing ground, a group of men who were squatting or sitting quietly surrounded him. None of them even turned on their flashlights. The threshing ground was so quiet that no one spoke.

Zhang Xingwang felt that the moon at this moment was much brighter than in later times. He looked around in the moonlight and saw at least twenty or thirty farmers. The scene was even more massive than the last time. Half of them were carrying weapons, with shoulder poles and baskets under their feet, and they looked murderous.