Feng Lingyu's eyes were as dark as inkstone, his eyelids trembled slightly, and a terrible storm gathered in his eyes.
She calmed her mind, but her fingers holding the letter paper kept tightening.
Unexpectedly, there was a spy hiding in Qingshan Village...
Yang Fugui hid his true intentions very deeply. If it weren't for the dispute between Huaiqing and Yang Tianbao, he might not have noticed that something was wrong.
Yes, the burning of the Feng family’s ancestral home must have been done by someone in the village.
Yang Fugui...
Feng Lingyu put the envelope in his hand back and opened the rest of the letters.
After a quick review, Feng Lingyu restored the scene and nodded with satisfaction after confirming that it was correct.
Since he already knew Yang Fugui's identity, Feng Lingyu didn't plan to alert him.
It's easy to get rid of him, but you will also expose yourself, which is not a good deal.
Just pretend you don't know and see what the people behind him will ask him to do.
But before leaving, Feng Lingyu had a bad idea.
The things in the box can’t be moved, but the other things can be moved, right?
Feng Lingyu, who hadn't done anything "bad" for a long time, was ready to go, revealing a cunning smile like a fox.
Therefore, all the valuable things that were displayed in the open by Yang Fugui's family were collected into the space by Feng Lingyu with a wave of her hand.
Especially the food in the kang cabinet, Feng Lingyu took it all away without leaving a single piece.
But Feng Lingyu didn't do anything extreme and left all the coarse grains in the kitchen.
Isn't he always complaining in the village about his precarious life and eating black-faced steamed buns all day?
This will satisfy you!
Feng Lingyu had no intention of keeping the things he took from Yang Fugui's house.
When I brought Huaiqing back to the village that day, I gave Wang Dachun a beating.
It was also at that time that Feng Lingyu learned that several families in the village seemed to be often taken advantage of by Wang Dachun because of their kindness.
In this case, Feng Lingyu decided to distribute the ill-gotten gains evenly into the yards of these families.
After doing all this, Feng Lingyu returned to the village collective with a sense of satisfaction.
The village collective is a house left over from the days of eating from the same big pot a few years ago. In other words, it is the former collective canteen.
However, since the abolition of the communal dining system, this place has been abandoned.
But because of the large space, Yang Jianguo decided to temporarily use this place as a place to prepare medicinal materials.
As Feng Lingyu walked to the door, he heard bursts of crying and wailing coming from inside.
Hearing the voice, Feng Lingyu's eyes sparkled with a smile. Isn't that just Wang Dachun crying?
I guess Yang Jianguo is dealing with her.
"Village Chief Yang, you are trying to kill me... With my body, I can't go and carry manure..." Wang Dachun used her usual crying trick, trying to make Yang Jianguo change his mind.
Carrying manure is probably the hardest and most tiring job in the village. At the end of the day, not only will your body stink, but your shoulders will also be rubbed until they bleed.
This kind of work is usually done by people in the village who have made mistakes, but the punishment usually only lasts for a week.
Wang Dachun's fraud this time just touched Yang Jianguo's sore spot, so he directly asked Wang Dachun to carry manure for three months.
The people around him had no sympathy for Wang Dachun. "You are almost as strong as a cow. What's wrong with carrying manure?"
"That's right, Feng Zhiqing clearly told you not to do these crooked things, but you didn't listen. Now that you've been caught, who do you blame?"
Feng Lingyu listened silently for a while, and when he thought it was about time, he walked in.
"Everyone, listen to me. The medicinal materials in our hands will be made into finished medicines. This is a matter of life and death! It's okay if the quality of the medicinal materials is a little low, but if we cheat, we are guilty of something!"
"None of you can guarantee that you or your family will never get sick, right? Imagine if one day you get sick and the medicine you buy is fake, or worse, it can kill you. How would you feel?"
As soon as these words were spoken, I felt a little worried and thought that Yang Jianguo was making a fuss out of nothing, and I broke out in a cold sweat.
Yes, isn’t this killing people?
"So, I hope everyone can work seriously and not have any unnecessary thoughts. And think about it, if the herbs made by Qingshan Village heal people in the future, shouldn't we be proud? Maybe the leaders above will come down to commend us!"
When the villagers heard this, they raised their chests with pride. Yes, what they were doing was saving lives!
Everyone's hearts are now filled with lofty ambitions and full of energy.
Seeing that Feng Lingyu mobilized the enthusiasm of the villagers with just a few words, Zhao Nanshan's eyes flashed.
If you don’t know, you might think Feng Lingyu is a publicity specialist.
"Feng Zhiqing, you are right. We are dealing with a matter that concerns human lives. We cannot be careless!"
"From now on, we will all supervise each other. If anyone has evil intentions, we will kick him out of the village!"
"I agree!"
“I…I agree too!”
With Feng Lingyu's encouragement, everyone started working enthusiastically.
When people from other villages who came to sell medicinal herbs saw this scene, they felt a little sad.
Why aren’t there such talented educated youth in their village?
I heard that she was the one who taught the skills of preparing medicinal materials to the people of Qingshan Village.
Wang Dachun saw that everyone was doing their own things and no one paid attention to him, so he had to get up from the ground.
Yang Jianguo said coldly: "I indulged you before because you didn't do anything serious. But this time, the interests of Qingshan Village are at stake, so I must teach you a lesson."
"If you don't want to accept the punishment, that's fine. From today on, you and your family will leave Qingshan Village. If you don't take the interests of the whole village seriously, why do you stay in the village?"
Yang Jianguo's words hit Wang Dachun's weak spot.
If it were in the past, she wouldn't be afraid.
Anyway, she doesn't do anything, and the family will never lack food and clothing.
It would be better to be driven out of the village. Maybe my son and I will become city dwellers in the future.
But it’s not possible now, because Yang Fugui gave her a severe beating that day.
She still has a dull pain in her abdomen and the bruises haven't gone away yet.
Yang Fugui told her to keep an eye on Feng Lingyu and remember what she did every day.
If she was driven out of Qingshan Village by Yang Jianguo now, how would she know Feng Lingyu's movements?
If I ruin Yang Fugui's business, when he comes back, you can imagine what will happen to me...
Thinking of this, Wang Dachun's eyes were filled with tears, and his usually fierce face was full of fear. "Village Chief Yang, please don't chase my family away. I will go and carry the manure, and I will do it well!"
Knowing Wang Dachun's character, Yang Jianguo didn't believe what she said at all.
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