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Chapter 215 Old Man Liu is Here
The closer it gets to the harvest season, the more likely it is to have thunderstorms, so they have to get the grain in before the thunderstorms start.

Aunt Hu's family was also busy.

"What are you all dawdling for? If you wait any longer, it'll be dawn! All you know how to do is eat, not cook. If you can't outrun God and the grain rots and sprouts in the ground, I'll rot you all in the ground too!" Aunt Hu scolded as she urged her family.

This is the real busy season for farming. Not only the adults in the family, but also the children who have just come of age, and even the little kids who are still wearing open-crotch pants and running around in the village, all have to help out.

The little children did very little, but they followed the adults around, picking up the rice grains that had fallen into the mud.

Aunt Hu turned her head and saw Feng carrying a basket of grain, with beads of sweat dripping down her face.

"Eldest daughter-in-law, your family is quite quick. Why are you the one to choose? Why doesn't your husband choose?" Aunt Hu frowned. She remembered that Feng had strained her back a couple of days ago and was still unsteady on her feet.

Madam Feng forced a smile and said, slightly out of breath, "I only picked half. My husband is still busy in the field. It's alright."

"I have to say, you're really something. You could have just hired a couple more people to help you collect all this stuff. Why did you have to do it yourself?" Aunt Hu complained as she stepped forward and took the load off Feng's shoulders.

Mrs. Feng was somewhat flattered: "Third Aunt, no need, I can choose for myself."

"You thought I'd keep picking for you, right? This is just the first time. Anyway, it's only a short walk, so I'll just leave a good impression. You wait here, and I'll bring you the empty basket!"

Feng couldn't argue with Aunt Hu, so she could only watch helplessly as she carried the grain home, dumped it on the dam, and then carried the empty baskets back over.

It was just getting light, and the road was barely visible; people were barely discernible.

Hu San wanted to ask why the rest of the Wang family hadn't returned, but he felt it wasn't appropriate to talk to a wife before dawn, so he simply urged his family to go to their fields.

They're not just taking over their own land, but also the land leased by the Wang family.

The village was bustling with the sounds of harvesting, and everyone was chatting and laughing. Although it was hard work, they were also very happy.

This year, the entire Hujia Village had a bumper harvest. Old Wang's family was kind and collected very little rent. In addition, the imperial court exempted them from taxes for the past few months.

This year is obviously a bumper year, and the whole family is able to eat their fill. How can we not be happy?

Just then, two young men patrolling at the village entrance saw someone walking towards them from afar and immediately became alert.

For the past few months, they had been on high alert, and were extremely distrustful of strangers from the outside world.

Despite the insistence of Village Chief Hu and Old Master Hu, they never took in a single outsider.

Even when relatives came to visit her parents' home, she rarely took them to stroll in the fields, only letting them see the grain in the fields from afar.

In short, we can't let outsiders notice too much.

It's harvest time now, so who will come?
The two young men ran forward and found that there were three adult men, and three children were with them.

The man was carrying something in his hands.

Could they be visiting relatives in Hujia Village?
But everyone is busy at this time, so how could they possibly visit other people's homes?

Are they here to freeload?
"Stop! Where did you come from? Who are you looking for?" A young man held up a wooden stick, stopping them from going any further.

Old Liu was walking with his head down when he suddenly heard this angry roar, which almost made him faint from fright.

Looking up, I saw two young men.

"What are you doing? Trying to rob someone right at the village entrance!"

Old Liu frowned, lifted the basket he was carrying higher, and then took out a mud brick from inside.

The look in his eyes as he stared at the two young men was extremely unfriendly.

"Why did you have to become a robber?" Old Liu shouted at his two sons again, "You two blockheads, you've already tried to rob us, what are you standing there for!"

Two young people: ? ? ?

Seeing that the men were about to rush over, the two young men quickly waved their hands: "No, no, no, we are patrolling from Hujia Village!"

"Are you crazy? Is your village a gold mine? Why are you patrolling?" Old Liu said with disdain after he found out.

Everyone knows that Hu Family Village is the poorest village in the world; even mosquitoes probably wouldn't bother coming here to suck their blood. Yet they still have people patrolling it? Are they afraid people will steal their village's soil?

That's absolutely hilarious.

It's no wonder Old Liu thought that way. After what happened in Shanyang Village, Hujia Village became more united than ever before, and they understood the principle of not flaunting their wealth.

Even the increase in grain production in their village was kept secret from top to bottom.

As the saying goes, it's not scarcity that's worrisome, but inequality. Once their village gets rich, they can gradually help other villages along with it, provided those villages don't cause trouble.

But it's absolutely impossible to help them directly now; they may be poor, but they're not stupid.

Later, Zhou Chuchu learned from the villagers that Old Wang's family had a shop and a house in the village.

Grandma Wang even made Wang Chuangui go to the village and cry, saying that the villagers had told others about their family's affairs, making it difficult for them to do business and making it even harder to pay back the money they already owed.

Wang Chuangui was a scholar, so his tears were precious. Every word he said made sense, and he didn't blame them at all. He only talked about how pitiful their family was.

The crying made Elder Ma and Village Chief Hu's faces dry, so they quickly restrained their subordinates, forbidding them from discussing the villagers' affairs and, more importantly, from telling anyone else.

That's why Old Man Liu didn't receive the news.

He had been wanting to visit his daughter's home for a long time. He used to look down on Wang Chuanman, but Wang Chuanman's face was decent enough, and at least his daughter had given birth to such a well-behaved and clever little girl as Ayu.

So, Old Liu hurried on, first finishing his own busy farming season, and then forbidding his two sons from helping others with their work. He started walking in the middle of the night and finally arrived at Hujia Village.

They were stopped at the village entrance. The young people didn't recognize Old Man Liu, and even though Old Man Liu mentioned Wang Chuanman's name, they didn't dare let them in.

The young man first ran to Village Chief Hu's house. Village Chief Hu, yawning and putting on his clothes, woke up when he heard about it.

He said to the young man, "Don't rush, go to Old Wang's house and call your Uncle Chuanfu over."

The young man responded and ran towards Old Wang's house. After thinking for a moment, he ran to Old Wang's field.

Sure enough, they found Wang Chuanfu, who was busy cutting straw.

"Uncle Fu, someone's looking for you at the village entrance!"

Wang Chuanfu looked up, still a little dazed: "Who is it?"

“I don’t know him. He said he’s Uncle Chuanman’s father-in-law.”

Wang Chuanfu quickly handed his work to Wang Dalang and rushed to the village entrance.

Village Chief Hu had already arrived. Upon seeing Wang Chuanfu, he quickly called him over.

He looked a little embarrassed.

Village Chief Hu: "Chuanfu, your in-laws said they'd help with the farm work, but they look unfamiliar to me. Can you take a look and see if they're Chuanman's father-in-law?"

Wang Chuanfu: "Hey!"

After saying that, he walked up to Old Man Liu and carefully examined him for a long time.

The sky had brightened a bit by then, and the faces were now visible.

To make it easier for Wang Chuanfu to see, Old Liu even relaxed his furrowed brow.

After looking around for a while, Wang Chuanfu was completely bewildered: "Village Chief, um... I've never met my fourth brother's father-in-law either!"

Village Chief Hu: "..."

Old Liu: "..."

Liu Dashi and Liu Ershi: "..."

(End of this chapter)