Although it was just a few simple dishes, I still stir-fried two plates of dried fish and cured meat, which I always keep at home. The rest were just some eggs, wood ear mushrooms, and the like. Even so, Yun's mother's cooking skills brought out the best in all these dishes.

"Isn't this too much?" Seeing his wife stuffing some more steamed buns to the side, Yun Zhiming felt that the four members of the Si family probably couldn't eat that much.

"So you men are all careless. Since the food has been delivered, the in-laws certainly can't eat alone. They'll definitely invite some of their close friends to share. I'm worried this isn't enough."

"Should we bring them some more wine?" Yun Zhiming thought that Si Cheng had sent things to his father twice before, but he hadn't brought any wine with him.

"No, we're here on business, not visiting relatives. Besides, I'm afraid this much food will cause trouble. If we bring some wine, everyone will think our village is rolling in money."

The vegetables that Mama Yun brought out this time were as expected. These were all items that Pinghe Village usually raises and produces from its own livestock and fields, and that Xin San Village could also obtain after a period of time.

"Then I'll take it to them first, otherwise they'll be eating soon." Seeing that his wife was about to start nagging again, Yun Zhiming quickly grabbed the large bamboo basket and headed outside.

"Come on, Junjun and Lele, let's wash our hands and eat." Watching her husband walk quickly, she took Junjun and Lele's hands and led them to the basin to add some hot water for them to wash their hands.

Si Zhengwei looked at the large basket of vegetables his in-laws had just left and was now walking away, feeling both amused and exasperated. He should have agreed to come over for dinner earlier; now they'd actually brought this over. And the amount was far more than his entire family could possibly eat.

"Why did you send the food here? You didn't even invite us over for a meal." Huang Yun looked at all the dishes in front of her, licked her lips, and couldn't help but complain.

“They came to invite us before, but I refused. Since we came here, how much have they given us? And I always come empty-handed. I’m too embarrassed to come again.” Si Zhengwei didn’t want his in-laws to be misunderstood, so he explained to her.

"That's not something Sicheng should be filial to you about. Besides, look at their standard of living, and then look at our own. Give them something and you'll be grateful."

"Alright, don't you even know what the situation is? Wait until Si Ming and Si Liang get married and move their things to their wives' parents' house, then let's see if you'll still say that then."

“How can these be the same?” Huang Yun felt uncomfortable when Si Zhengwei made this comparison. “Si Cheng has also contributed to his family. Even if he only gave what he deserved, it would have made our lives more comfortable.”

"Why should I? Huang Yun, put your hand on your heart, do you think you deserve it?" After saying this, Si Zhengwei ignored her and carried the whole basket of vegetables towards Village Chief Shi and the others.

"Hey, where are you taking the vegetables?" Huang Yun was a little anxious when she saw her husband carrying the vegetables away like that.

"If you're so disgusted by it, then go and cook for yourself. I'm going to have a meal with Lao Shi and the others anyway."

After saying that, he ignored Huang Yun and started calling over several village officials with whom he usually worked.

When Yun Zhiming brought the food over, the villagers in the square kept glancing in their direction. Everyone could vaguely distinguish the aromas of several dishes in the air, and they kept reminiscing about the taste they had experienced before.

Huang Yun hadn't expected Si Zhengwei to do this, but with the villagers watching her, she couldn't say anything more. She could only grit her teeth and turn to find her two sons.

There was a commotion over some food. The duck eggs that Sicheng and his group brought back were also popular with the villagers, and everyone quickly found some wild vegetables and started cooking them with the duck eggs.

Especially after hearing that there was a large area of ​​duck eggs waiting for everyone to collect, everyone was no longer hesitant to use the duck eggs. Several large basins full of duck eggs used up most of the oil they had brought.

"Should we go back tomorrow or continue on our way?" Wu Yong had been asked this question before, and now that the person who made the decision had finally returned, he quickly came up to ask.

"This area is safe for now. I'd like everyone to continue collecting duck eggs here tomorrow and stay for another day. I want to explore this area further, and this is a rare opportunity."

"What should we do with that tiger? We can't just carry it back to the village like this, can we?"

"Find a few people to handle it tomorrow. If you don't understand anything else, just ask Liu Fengya."

"Then a few of us will go with you tomorrow, otherwise I'm really worried." Although Wu Yong felt that he might be a hindrance if something happened if he went along, he still wanted to go and try his luck.

"Find a few people to go with us tomorrow." Even if Wu Yong doesn't mention it now, he will find a few people to go with them tomorrow.

The next day, just as dawn was breaking, Pinghe Village began to organize a large procession, with each person carrying a specially sewn large backpack, and set off out of the village.

To make the performance more realistic, several young men with good martial arts skills who had accompanied them to Yaojia Village last time were also included in the group.

Once outside the village, everyone lowered their heads and hurried along, without even looking around. They knew that at this distance, even if they wanted to, it was impossible.

After the group left the village, Pinghe Village blocked and reinforced the village gate. The batch of crossbows that the village had previously manufactured were also displayed to outsiders for the first time.

Seeing a dozen or so young people holding bows and arrows, a familiar type of cold weapon, Shinsan Village felt that his chances of victory had increased.

"Boss, the people from Pinghe Village have really come out." A thin man ran into a tent through a winding path from the entrance of Xin San Village.

"How many people came out?" The deep, hoarse male voice coming from inside the tent must have been the one the thin man was calling "boss."

"There should be one or two hundred people."

"You idiot, do you even know how to count? How can one hundred and two hundred be listed together when there's such a big difference? Tell me the exact amount." Another female voice came from inside the tent.

"I forgot to count," the messenger said in a low voice.

"Medi, is this what you call clever and capable? He can't even figure out this simple number, and you still send him there to stand guard."

"Brother Dong, he's probably just too nervous because it's his first time doing this. The people at the next intersection will come and report soon, and we'll ask them for clarification then. As for this kid, I'll give him a proper talking-to."

The woman named Meidi glared at the skinny boy. If he weren't her cousin, she wouldn't have spoken up for him. She wondered where all his former cleverness had gone, that he couldn't even handle such a small matter.