Sturdy Countryside: Lord, Please Blow The Lamp

How much does she despise herself?

Xia Jiuniang, it's you again, why do you have to make us fight against each other! Xia Guchun stopped talking, and Xia Ziqing had nothing to say, but Xia Ziqi was not so easy to dismiss, how could she not help her family's good deeds being bullied? Xia Beibei was spoiled and asked in a sharp voice.

Ziqi, what are you talking about? When did I fight against you? I took over the land, and the rich man Anda also took over the land. Does it have anything to do with me being against you? Xia Beibei sneered. With a sound, he asked her back.

Why, you still want to say it openly, are you profiting from it?

You... Xia Jiuniang, if you collect one tael of silver per mu, how can the rich man An Da take over the land? Xia Ziqi walked up, patted the dilapidated table in front of Xia Beibei, and asked angrily.

Why can't I accept it? I'll accept it for one or two taels of silver. If the rich man in An Da can accept it for one tael and a half, wouldn't everyone go to the rich man An Da? The sneer on Xia Beibei's face turned into a sneer, lightly snorted.

You— Xia Ziqi's breath stuck in her throat, she didn't know what to say, one tael and a half of silver, thanks to Xia Jiuniang who can say it, it's a famine year, no matter how good the land is, it can be sold for a tael and a half ?

Also, if the rich man in An Da took one or two half, then what else would they do? Wouldn't their money be lost?

Xia Jiuniang, if my eldest brother goes to Beijing to take the exam...

Ziqi, shut up. Xia Ziqing shouted angrily, stopping Xia Ziqi's words in time.

And Xia Guchun was also frightened into a cold sweat, and gave her a reproachful look. If he said this in front of everyone, he would not have to be the village head.

Xia Ziqi realized that she had said something wrong, so she quickly shrank her neck, not daring to do it again, and stepped aside.

Does the village chief have a problem with me, Xia Jiuniang, or does he not? Xia Beibei asked.

The corner of Xia Guchun's mouth twitched, and he quickly shook his head, how dare he have an opinion.

If you have no objections, please take away those who are in the way, everyone continue! Xia Beibei immediately said to the villagers.

Seeing that Xia Beibei had spoken, everyone began to squeeze forward again, preparing to exchange the land deeds in their hands for silver, so that the family could have a full meal for a while.

Stop, I told you all to stop, the land in your hands belongs to me, belongs to me! Whoever dares to sell the land to this little bitch, I will make him look good in An Zaicai! Rich Lord An immediately yelled. .

Even though he was frightened by this little bitch for a moment just now, he quickly came back to his senses.

You... ah!

An Zaicai turned his head and wanted to teach Xia Beibei a lesson, but when he turned around, he kicked him in the drizzle, causing his fat body to sway a few times, and fell on Xia Beibei's floor. The path of Bei's house has been paved with gravel by Xia Beibei.

Although there was not much soil, it was still splashed with rainwater.

Where is the mad dog? If he dares to come to my Xia Jiuniang's house and yell, if he dares to act recklessly here, I will blow his head off with a stick.

An Zaicai looked up in embarrassment, and saw Xia Beibei standing in front of him with a thick stick in one hand, as if the stick in his hand would fall on him in the next moment.

Suddenly he trembled with fright.

Those people under him, when they saw their master was kicked, they hurried forward and helped him up.