Chapter 293 Admit Mistake

Listen to these people.

Jiang Fubao finally understood why Jiang Guangyi's family was beaten.

You deserve it!

He's courting death all day long.

Now you've stepped on the tiger's butt.

Jiang Linfeng, who was standing not far away, watched his parents, younger brother, and sister-in-law being beaten, but he remained indifferent.

His family has already harvested the autumn harvest.

The food was kept at home intact.

I came here just to see if there was any way I could help the villagers.

But I didn't expect to see my relatives being beaten as soon as I arrived.

"Feng'er, go and stop them. Don't beat your parents to death. They are old too." Jiang Guangan pushed him.

"No, you are my father, not him. Dad, don't go either. You know who they are. You've been beaten enough this time. They won't dare to do evil next time. The villagers won't beat them to death."

These people are timid and cowardly.

It's just to vent my anger.

really.

After a stick of incense, the villagers let them go.

The four of them lay on the ground like dead dogs.

The slight rise and fall of their chests proved that they were still alive.

Jiang Guangan and his family then stepped forward, carried them away and helped them away.

"Let's dig a ditch to divert the water. We can't keep flooding like this."

These people finally got down to business.

Jiang Fubao was worried about them.

If you soak it any longer, the brown rice will become giant.

"How can I dig? As soon as I get in, the water will reach my buttocks. I can even swim in it. Besides, it's such a large area. Where should I start digging? It won't be easy to dig to anyone's house first. Besides, the water in the river is about to overflow. Where can I dig to?"

Someone immediately disagreed.

"What should I do? Just keep soaking like this?"

The people have lost their backbone.

Look at me.

Let me look at you.

Someone in the crowd said, "Let's go find the tribe leader and ask him to help us."

As soon as these words were spoken, the desperate villagers were like robots, instantly recharged with energy and all looked towards the Jiang family.

Jiang Fubao happened to be standing at the gate.

His sight fell on her.

Jiang Fubao was inexplicably panicked.

Why do I have a bad feeling?

She swallowed.

“Boom boom—”

Suddenly, this group of people rushed towards her. Although the footsteps were chaotic, they mixed together and made a loud noise like a mass migration of animals.

The earth shook.

Jiang Fubao quickly turned around and stepped over the threshold.

The door closed with a bang.

She tiptoed and bolted the door.

A set of movements that flow smoothly.

Next second.

There was a knock on the door.

“Boom boom boom—”

"Open the door, Chief, save us——"

"Where are the people? Why is the door closed? Village chief, please come out, village chief. If you don't help us, we won't be able to survive--"

“Boom boom boom—”

“Bang, bang, bang—”

“Bang, bang, bang—”

Several different knocking sounds reached the Jiang family's ears.

Some are heavy, some are light, but none of them can compare to their voices.

"It's so noisy." Jiang Tongtu came out of the room rubbing his eyes. He was still wearing his pajamas.

His frizzy hair is like his morning grumpiness.

The children weren't the only ones woken up.

Jiang Shoujia, Jiang Dahe and Jiang Siyin all got up.

Including Jiang Meng and Jiang Cheng who lived outside the door.

Although their house was built with wooden boards, it was very sturdy and the roof was covered with straw. Therefore, when hail fell, the wooden boards did not collapse and only a few cracks were left on the roof, making it completely habitable.

"Don't go. Be careful not to cause trouble for the master." Jiang Cheng grabbed Jiang Meng who wanted to go out.

The two hid at the door and watched quietly.

"Grandpa, there are so many people outside, you must not go out." Jiang Fubao was worried that his grandpa would be eaten by them.

Hug his legs quickly.

Trying to stop him.

"It's okay, Fubao, be good. Grandpa knows what's going on." It's not a good idea to hide all the time.

My family had to ride on a bullock cart to go to town to sell food.

Jiang Shoujia gently took his granddaughter's hand, walked to the door and opened the bolt.

The man who was about to knock on the door fell in from outside the moment the door opened and almost fell into the mud.

He didn't care about the dirt on his face and begged quickly.

"Chief, you finally opened the door, please save us, the fields are all flooded, we didn't see clearly last night, and thought we could grab some today, but as soon as we got off the ground, our entire lower body was in the water, what should we do..."

"Yes, village chief, you need to help us think of a solution as soon as possible. We were blinded by lard and did not listen to you. We know we were wrong now. Please save us. If the food continues to soak, we will have no way to survive—"

"Wuwuwu, my family and I are just waiting for the autumn harvest. Now, the sky is about to fall. What should I do? I can't survive. I have to pay grain taxes and fines for corvée labor. What should I do? Village chief, village chief, please help us."

It's raining.

These people believed what Jiang Shoujia said at the time.

Including what Jiang Shoujia said about the government sending people to repair the river embankment.

Two heavy burdens weighed on these people's shoulders, making it almost impossible for them to breathe.

The only one they can count on is Jiang Shoujia.

Therefore, everyone looked at him with pleading eyes.

"Quiet." So many people were talking at the same time, chattering at once.

Jiang Shoujia couldn't hear it at all.

He raised his voice and said two words.

The people outside immediately quieted down and showed great respect, which was completely different from their initial frivolous attitude of opposing the trend.

"I'm sure you all know what I said before. I can't help you with paying taxes or fines. You have to figure it out on your own. After all, I said those ugly words in advance and you agreed. However, we are all from the same village, and I am the village chief and clan leader. It's only right for me to show you a way forward."

Many people were already worried when they heard this.

Jiang Shoujia had just woken up and his throat was a little dry.

He coughed twice and continued, "Although the water in the field is not deep, it is slippery. If you step on the mud, you will easily sting the water. So you should select a few people who are good at swimming to go to the wasteland on the far left of the field to dig a ditch. The terrain there is low, so it should be able to divert some of the water. For the rest, you can take ladles, wooden basins, and buckets to scoop out the water and pour it farther.

Try to get rid of all the water in the fields before dark, and then stay awake tonight. Harvest all the edible brown rice and bring it back. Each family harvests their own rice, and don't fight over what's left. When there are no more ears of rice to harvest, gather the broken rice from the fields together. Now don't divide it among you and me. Whoever picks up the most rice gets it."

Now that things have come to this, I can only resort to stupid methods.

Although it is tiring to scoop, there is a drainage ditch on the side, so it should be drained out quickly by scooping out.

The rain flooded the entire farmland, washing the crushed brown rice into a mess.

There is no distinction between your crops and mine.

Except for those still growing in the ground, you can pick whatever else you want.

After Jiang Shoujia finished speaking, these people nodded repeatedly.