The eldest daughter of a peasant family: They are all my sisters’ passers-by

Lan Wangshu turned around with a smile, feeling a little ashamed to have let the old man worry about him.

"Grandpa, if we didn't do that, we wouldn't be able to control the situation. They were bandits, so what would the villagers do?"

"Yes, Dad. It might lead to the massacre of the whole village."

The village chief became even more furious when he saw Cang Wenyuan joining in the discussion, and he immediately wanted to take off his shoes and hit him.

"Dad, we are scholars, this is not the way to do it."

Cang Wenyuan's face turned green. The village chief had been a respectable man all his life, but he had never seen an old man so angry. He was so scared that he ran around everywhere.

I didn't dare run too fast for fear that the old man would fall, so I hid in a very embarrassing manner.

"You are still alive, you little brat, letting a little girl take the lead. You are really going backwards as you grow older."

"Dad, I am innocent. Sister Wangshu, please say something."

Lan Wangshu made a face at her but didn't say anything, which made Cang Wenyuan so angry that he gritted his teeth. He had never encountered such an uncivilized thing since he started school.

The village chief chased for a long time but failed to catch up. He bent down and took a breath. Cang Wenyuan stood not far away, silently paying attention to the village chief's health.

"Grandpa, this matter is not Brother Cang's fault. The raid was my idea. If we don't solve it, they might massacre the village."

"I knew you were a good kid."

The village chief relaxed his ferocious expression, took two breaths, put on a kind smile, and touched the back of Lan Wangshu's head with his hand, his face full of kindness.

Then he turned his head and looked at Cang Wenyuan, and gave him a direct glance, without any courtesy, showing the most disgust he could show.

"The traitor."

Cang Wenyuan was speechless. He touched his nose and thought to himself, it is only natural for a father to scold his son.

In the following days, Lan Wangshu stayed in the village, cooking, making quilts, and building houses with Dashan and others. Whenever he had time, he would go to Zhao Boping to check on the rice.

They also encountered several waves of refugees seeking help. The last bandit incident had caused a lot of uproar, and the villagers didn't want to get involved in these troubles, so they didn't let them enter the village at all.

They only provided some straw and food not far from the entrance of the village. Of course, there were some short-sighted people who were so greedy for the food that they wanted to sneak into the village under cover of darkness. Unfortunately, the patrols in Cangnan Village were very strict, leaving no room for movement.

Everything was as peaceful as before the snowstorm, until one day, the sound of horse hooves in the early morning broke the silence.

The refugees at the entrance of the village were very excited when they saw someone riding a horse alone. Anyone who could still ride a horse at this time must be a wealthy person.

A man in the crowd pushed his wife. The woman did not expect this to happen and fell out. Her hands and face were covered with scratches, and her thin jacket was torn.

Mo Yici's eyes were cold and he pulled the reins hard, raising the horse's hooves high. The woman was so scared that she covered her eyes with her arms.

The young man on the horse sneered, and the horse's front hooves stepped a few steps in front of her, as if mocking their ill intentions.

"You can't leave. You scared the woman in my family. You have to pay compensation."

"Yes, you have to pay."

Mo Yici looked at the group of people who suddenly rushed over. There was something he didn't understand. These people were doing it on purpose.

He was a little worried about Lan Wangshu. He came here to see her for something, but now he was stopped by these people and couldn't move.

As a general of Dazhao, he certainly couldn't fight with civilians, and he probably wouldn't be able to get rid of these people in a short time.

"How much do you want?"

"Two taels of silver."

Mo Yici pursed his lips. He didn't know if he would be laughed at if he told others that he was a general and was blackmailed. In order to get out of this situation, he had no choice but to do this for now.

His hand reached into his arms and paused. Everyone's eyes followed the movement of his hand. Mo Yici finally reached for the brocade bag on his waist, then threw it behind him with force, and the hemp rope tied with the copper coins broke directly.

Copper coins were scattered everywhere like flowers from heaven. The crowd rushed forward, lying on the ground and using their hands and feet to look for copper coins.

Mo Yici took advantage of this opportunity and ran directly into Cangnan Village, but was stopped as soon as he arrived at the village entrance.

"What to do."

Mo Yici felt the scent of a similar person on him, and couldn't help but step down and look at the other person carefully.

The tall man seemed to realize something, but he did not retreat. He clenched the stick in his hand tightly and mobilized all the muscles in his body, ready to deal with Mo Yici's unexpected attack at any time.

"You are not from Cangnan Village, you don't know me."

Of course, Mo Yici would not be recognized by all the villagers. This was just a test. There should not be such a person in the village.

Thinking of the news I got from County Magistrate He a few days ago, my heart tightened. Could something have happened in Cangnan Village again? Could it be that it was occupied by other hilltops?

"Tell me what you do and if someone knows you, I'll send someone to pick you up. Otherwise, no one can enter the village."

Mo Yici looked at him for a long while. The man's expression remained unchanged and his eyes were open. He didn't look like a madman.

"I'm looking for Lan, Cang Wenyuan."

Lan Wangshu's words were already on the tip of his tongue, but he swallowed them back.