Chapter 187 Don’t think that you can compare your life in the capital with that in Shihanzhou
Once here, we are busy building a house and finding a way to have two meals a day.
Everyone was feeling uneasy.
Scarface Peng raised his chin with a gloomy face to signal Xiao Liuzi, who hurried to the nearest house and knocked on the door.
A middle-aged man in his thirties came out.
He was wearing patched linen clothes, his hands clasped together and his neck hunched over. His nose was red from the cold, and he spoke with a nasal voice.
He looked at Xiao Liuzi suspiciously, grinning and said:
"Sir, who are you looking for?" He rubbed his hands, thinking that he had never left the village and had not done anything, right?
"Call your village head over." Xiao Liuzi smelled a foul odor on the man and took a step back.
I guess I haven't washed clothes all winter.
The man's eyes darted around, and he was so scared that his legs went weak.
Why are there dozens of mummies standing on the road?
I rubbed my eyes and looked carefully, and my heart, which had jumped into my throat, jumped back into my throat.
"So it was the police who brought the exiles to the village?" The man swallowed his saliva and was almost scared to death.
After calming down, he boldly asked:
"Sir, are you looking for the village head?"
Xiao Liuzi spat and roared:
"Why am I talking to you instead of the head of the village? Why don't you call your head over here right now? What are you thinking about in broad daylight?"
The man's name was Li Gouduo. He was so frightened by Xiao Liuzi's fierce tone that his mouth trembled:
"I'll go right away."
He quickly ran out, dragging his straw sandals with his toes exposed.
He ran very fast, but stumbled halfway. He didn't dare look back even though one of his shoes had fallen off. He just paused and ran barefoot towards the center of the village without looking back.
Shen Yunyue was bored and played with Shen Yunzheng's hair. The little guy frowned like a frog and was about to get angry.
He tilted his head to avoid the hand that was pulling his hair, turned around and saw that it was Shen Yunyue. He took Shen Yunyue's hand and put it on his head in a servile manner.
A flattering smile on his face:
"Sister, I'll stand still. You jerk off harder."
Lingbao squeezed over and whispered:
"A flatterer."
Shen Yunzheng was not annoyed. "Yeah. I'm my sister's follower and flatterer."
Lingbao was not happy with this. "I'm also my sister's follower, a flatterer, and a good kid..."
She walked in front of Shen Yunyue with her short legs, raised her little face and smiled until her eyebrows narrowed into a slit. "Sister. My hair is very soft."
As expected, Shen Yunyue slowly stroked her hair with her left hand. Sure enough, the little girl's hair was very soft, like smooth silk.
It feels great.
The other end of the path.
An old man with white hair came trotting over. His face, like the dry bark of a tree, was corroded by time, with wrinkles and spots covering his face.
The old man nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeve.
Nervousness flashed in his withered eyes, and he took two deep breaths. His thick lips moved, "Sir. I, Zhou Damu, am the head of Baijia Village and Xiaotianzhuang."
Baijia Village and Xiaotianzhuang each have a village chief, and the two villages share one village head."
Zhou Damu didn't dare look around while he spoke, his back hunched. When he smiled, his large yellow teeth were exposed.
Scarface Peng tightened the knife in his hand and took two steps back, frowning unhappily. This old guy's mouth could suffocate a person to death.
Scarface Peng had a stern and solemn expression. Old Huang, knowing his flaws, stepped forward with a squinting look.
Cleared his throat:
"Xiao Liuzi, bring the documents over."
Old Huang straightened his back and casually raised his eyelids. Seeing Zhou Lizheng's still flattering smile, he raised his mouth with a contemptuous smile and said in a bureaucratic tone:
"This is the document issued by the Shihan County government office. The household registration of these people is in your village.
From now on, they will be under your jurisdiction. Please make arrangements for them as soon as possible."
In the past, Old Huang would naturally instruct Li Zheng to keep a close eye on these common people and report any unusual movements to the town office.
But he swallowed the words he was about to say.
Old Huang's triangular eyes, shining with brilliance, glanced at Shen Yunyue and Fu Xuanheng standing at the back of the crowd, and finally said:
"I'll leave these people to you. We have to leave."
He just wanted to rush back as fast as he could and relax at Baihua Tower in the capital.
This trip to Shihanzhou is so fucking weird.
The natural disasters and man-made calamities we encountered were more than those in the previous ten years combined. I am afraid that all my luck in this life must have been used up to be able to stand here safely.
Zhou Damu bent over, the smile on his face stretching to his ears.
"In reply to your Excellency's question, I received the documents from the county a while ago and have already arranged a place. Why don't you all come with me to my humble abode to rest your feet and have a cup of hot tea to warm yourself up?"
Zhou Damu said this, but he didn't really want them to go there.
There were only a few thatched huts in the house, and the escort had no place to sit.
You can't just sit in the fenced yard.
Besides, there are not so many bowls at home.
Scarface Peng and Old Yellowhead simultaneously raised their eyes to take a closer look at the rows of thatched houses.
Their precious feet really don't want to step into this shabby house.
"Stop talking nonsense. The county government has already arranged a place for us to go back and have a drink together." Scarface Peng frowned unhappily, "Don't waste my time."
Zhou Damu breathed a sigh of relief and said with a wry smile:
"It was my negligence."
He hurriedly read the documents carefully, "Everything is in order, please rest assured, gentlemen."
As he spoke, Zhou Damu bent down, put the document into his sleeve, and walked a few steps forward to see them off.
Scarface Peng walked up to Shen Yunyue and Fu Xuanheng.
His gaze fell dimly on Fu Xuanheng's face, then shifted to look at Shen Yunyue.
"Miss Chen, live a good life from now on. Taiping Mountain is covered with miasma to the south, and it is not easy to cross."
After a pause, he sighed:
"Go west over this mountain and you'll reach the border of Xiliang. The people of Xiliang eat raw human flesh when they're hungry and drink raw human blood when they're thirsty."
Everyone shuddered unconsciously.
So scary?
Shen Yunzheng's eyes almost popped out of his head. Is there such a place?
Do you want to go west for a few more days?
Go to Xiliang?
After hearing this, I longed to go to Xiliang.
Shen Yunyue lowered her eyebrows and bowed slightly, "Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Peng. Yunyue will remember it."
Scarface Peng thought to himself: This girl wasn't so obedient even when she was in exile.
He took a few steps and nodded slightly to Patriarch Lu. His gaze towards the He family members was filled with an ambiguous meaning.
Finally, Scarface Peng looked at He Luxue deeply.
He turned around to look at Shen Yunyue again, with a smile on his face, and left with the rest of the escorts.
When Shen Yunzheng saw Xiao Liuzi leaving, he felt reluctant to let him go.
He waved and shouted at Xiao Liuzi's back:
"Brother Xiaoliu, you must remember me. I will come to play with you later."
Xiao Liuzi staggered a little, then continued walking without looking back and waved his hand.
"Remember to look for me, kid."
Shen Yunzheng grinned.
Patting his chest, he assured, "I remember."
Wait for the escorts to leave.
Zhou Damu put away his flattering smile and looked gloomy.
The wrinkled face became much smoother, and his cloudy eyes looked around at everyone wantonly.
As the head of two villages, Zhou Damu's clothes are also covered with patches.
But he only had two patches on his elbows, and he had an extra pair of cloth shoes than the others. His graying hair was pinned up with a wooden hairpin.
Shen Yunyue saw someone looking at her and looked over.
The villagers huddled together, their clothes patched up.
A shriveled and thin body, with dark skin the color of dried vegetables.
They all wore straw sandals.
Everywhere you look, there are only thatched houses and mountain people wearing patched clothes.
poverty!
Very poor!
So fucking poor!
The poor mother opened the door to poverty, and he was extremely poor.
It's the same as these exiles.
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Zhou Damu looked at everyone with his small eyes, first looking at the He family, and then looking at the Lu family a few more times.
Finally, it fell on Shen Yunyue. He remembered that the escort had given him a few specific pointers.
I couldn't help but sneer in my heart: We've arrived at Baijia Village. Do you really think you're that important?
Don’t you want to worship the mountain?
Is he dead when he is here?
He coughed deliberately, drawing everyone's attention. Then he put on his official airs and said seriously:
"I don't care who you were before. Once you come to Baijia Village, you are under my jurisdiction. If anyone really causes trouble, what will happen?
Don’t blame me, Zhou Damu, for not giving him face.
There's a wasteland behind the mountain, close to the foot of the mountain, and there are many wild animals. You can find a way to build a house there."
"Li Zheng Zhou, building a house is not something that can be done overnight. Can we live in an empty house in the village?" A woman from the He family tried hard to force a smile.
She felt very miserable. She had no place to live, no food to eat, and had to be on guard against wild beasts coming down the mountain at all times.
Think about it….
It would be better to just die.
"Do you think our village has any empty houses?" Zhou Damu's face twitched, and he raised his eyelids indifferently to look at everyone. "So many of you have come. There are at least a few hundred people in the village, and how many of you are here to watch the fun?"
Following his words, Shen Yunyue looked at the mountain people again.
They are all gentlemen or children.
Occasionally there were two elderly women.
Logically speaking, people in rural areas would prefer to watch the fun in their spare time.
"You know the villagers who like to watch the fun, why don't you come and watch the fun?"
Everyone shook their heads to indicate they didn't know.
"Why?" someone asked.
Zhou Damu lowered his eyelids and sighed:
"The clothes at home have to be passed around, and many women are reluctant to wear them out. If the clothes are worn out, what if the girl at home asks for kissing and can't wear clothes?"
After a pause, he said coldly:
"Don't think that once you arrive in Shihanzhou, you can compare it with your life in the capital."
"Whether he can survive is still unknown."
In the crowd.
Everyone gasped.
How can these elderly, weak, women and children who cannot lift anything with their hands or shoulders survive?
Build a house?
I can only draw a house on paper.
Reclaim land?
Can you say that you have never seen agricultural tools before?
Why! ! !
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