Master Fan sighed, "Thanks to Shui Qing."

Otherwise, it wouldn't just be her mother-in-law and a few others who died, but the entire village would have been either killed, maimed, or sold off.

He felt truly ashamed when he talked about it!

Is it because the Fan family's ancestors buried their graves badly that they produce so many bad apples?

It's one thing for Fan Qian and Fan Dazhu to be lazy and cunning, not caring about the safety of the villagers, but Fan Damu is truly determined to kill the entire village!

To put it bluntly, last night's disaster was entirely caused by the Fan family.

He was proud his whole life, but in his old age he almost couldn't face the rest of the village.

Master Fan looked at Jin Xiaozi, then at the children kneeling in a row on the floor and Shui Qing who had been in charge all night, and finally felt gratified.

It can't be said that the ancestral graves were poorly buried. At least his family and Jin Xiaozi's family are quite good. The ancestral graves shouldn't be blamed for the evil deeds of Fan Qian and Fan Damu.

Hearing them praise Shui Qing, Fan Jin neither feigned modesty nor belittled her, but instead proudly echoed, "Shui Qing has indeed done a very good job."

The village has been in turmoil these past few days, and we can't do without her. However, if any of the elders happen to see her, they should advise her to take a nap, no matter where she is.

Even the strongest body can't withstand staying up all night.

She doesn't need to worry about things at home; he can handle that. But he can't take over things outside for the time being. He can only ask the village elders to remind him not to overwork himself.

The old man in the courtyard understood the meaning behind her words and assured her, "Don't worry, Shuiqing sent most of the women home to rest last night, so they can take turns coming today."

Fan Jin was worried, but he could only thank the old folks with concern.

The village is currently filled with injured men, and some of the uninjured men have gone out and won't be back for at least several days. The remaining men are responsible for cleaning up bloodstains, helping the deceased, and guarding the village... The women are in charge of feeding the entire family, caring for the livestock, and looking after the elderly and children...

Everyone was busy and had no free time. As for the things that Shuiqing was responsible for, even if everyone in the village had free time, they couldn't do them.

Only clear water will do.

After the old village chief and his group came out of the courtyard, they went to the Zhao and Sun families to discuss things for a while, and each of them let out a long sigh.

This year's Spring Festival is anything but peaceful.

On the way back, I saw that the people cooking porridge in front of the bookstore had changed to Fan Xiang and Xu Ting. The young girls were very efficient in cooking porridge, fetching water, and washing dishes. They were just as capable as the women who did housework all year round.

The open space was piled high with firewood and more than half a sack of grain.

Fan Xiaoliu, who was on duty, sat on the embankment at Qianmen. The number of patrolmen had been reduced to one, but their enthusiasm had not diminished and they were full of energy.

The man and woman, having been bandaged up, went back to their rooms to rest.

The other men and women went back to their rooms in shifts to catch up on sleep, while those who were supposed to work did their assigned tasks.

Seeing this, the group felt that Heaven had a benevolent heart, allowing their village to have Shui Qing. Otherwise, they feared they would have become refugees fleeing famine or turned into displaced people. Even if they had escaped the first wave, they would not have been able to escape once they were targeted by bandits.

Forget about having a peaceful or unpeaceful New Year; you might not even be alive.

After glancing at the sun in the sky, the old village chief walked towards Shuiqing.

Jin had instructed that she shouldn't be overworked.

Seeing the old village chief walking towards her shakily, Shui Qing quickly stepped forward and asked, "Old village chief, is there something you need me to do? Please tell me!"

With such a commotion last night, the old man, who is a light sleeper, probably didn't fall asleep. He just stayed at home to avoid causing trouble. After dawn, he came out to help the three families discuss the burial location, date, and coffin. He was very tired after a whole morning.