A peasant girl traveled through time and space, and she became prosperous

"What? He ran away?

No way. Grandpa Wang has always been very concerned about everyone's safety and has always been considerate of everyone. Please don't wrongly accuse him.

Why don't we look for him again, so that we don't lose him in the chaos."

Wen Meijiu looked unconvinced.

The villagers didn't know whether the words about warming the wine were true or not, so they asked:

"He did run away. You should have met him when you came here!"

Wen Meijiu shook her head. She indeed did not meet Wang Baoquan's family on the way here.

"No, let's look for it again!"

When Wen Meijiu heard everyone say that Wang Baoquan had run away, she could already guess where Wang Baoquan had gone.

However, this is a good time for her to establish her authority, otherwise, it will be difficult to lead so many people in the future.

"What are you looking for? I saw his family driving a horse-drawn carriage with my own eyes, how could this be false?

Not to mention that he didn't lose it, even if he did, he deserved it. I will never trust such a person again in my next life.

Meijiu, this time you decide what to do, we will listen to you."

The person who said this was one of the people who had previously betrayed the village chief.

Previously, he thought that what Wen Baoquan said was right, it was beneficial to him, and he didn't have to worry about food, so why not do it.

Now, he finally realized that Wang Baoquan only wanted to have the right to speak among them, and did not care about the lives of the villagers at all, let alone the responsibility of their safety.

“He doesn’t have the surname Wen, and he’s not of my race, so his heart must be different.

This kind of villain who sows discord should be cut into pieces. He has caused the village chief and I to become estranged. I am ashamed!

Good wine, if you don't mind my uncle, I will support you too."

Once the first person stood up, there would be a second one. When the wall fell, everyone pushed it down. Everyone stood up to accuse Wang Baoquan of wrongdoing and praised Wen Meijiu for making the decision.

Wen Meijiu knew her own limitations and that it was not easy to manage so many people. She had already gotten the voice she wanted, and the rest was up to the village chief.

"Everyone, please be quiet. I am still young. I should go back and talk to the village chief about this matter and let him make the decision.

If it is really as you said, no matter how the village chief punishes Wang Baoquan, he deserves it."

Since Wen Meijiu respected the village chief so much, no one else had much to say. However, those old guys who betrayed the village chief felt a little embarrassed.

But think about it, in front of a young girl like Wen Meijiu, they are willing to bow their heads and admit their mistakes to the village chief, so what's the big deal.

What's more, Wen Meijiu was right. The village chief was indeed highly respected in the village. Not only did he hold the title of village head, but he was also the patriarch of the Wen family. He deserved the title.

"Okay, let's listen to the wine first, and when we meet the village chief, we'll listen to him."

When someone shouted this, everyone started to respond.

The team rearranged themselves and moved along the right side of the avenue, just in time to make way for other victims to pass through.

There was someone in charge at the back, so Wen Meijiu, Dazhu and Zhizheng walked at the front of the team, and the others were evenly distributed on the outside of the team, which served as a protection for everyone.

"Brother Dazhu, you were so brave today!"

Dazhu was a little embarrassed by Wen Meijiu's praise, and looked at her and said:

"This is what I should do."

"My mother prepared something delicious for you up front, remember to eat more later."

No one had eaten breakfast this morning. Before coming, she had found a place to settle her family and the village chief, and also asked her mother to prepare more food.

Dazhu knew that Wen Meijiu was willing to let her go back, so he said that Wen Meijiu would not lie to him, but unfortunately his mother didn't believe him.

"Hey, thanks, girl."

Feeling happy, Dazhu slowed down his pace and ran to the back to talk to Ren Meiluo while no one was paying attention.

He told Ren Meiluo that he wanted his mother to learn a lesson and also wanted to prove that he was right.

When Ren Meiluo heard about this, he looked at Dazhu for a long time without saying a word.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Seeing that Ren Meiluo was not as happy as he had expected, Dazhu thought something else had happened. ”

Who would have thought that Ren Meiluo would actually wipe away his tears, push Dazhu to the front, and say:

"Mom is fine. Mom knows everything."

"Mom, don't worry, the wine is generous. If there's mine, there's definitely one for you."

Worried that Ren Meiluo was afraid that Wen Meijiu would hate her, Dazhu comforted her and was then pushed out by her.

Not to mention that Ren Meiluo was really worried that Wen Meijiu would not forgive her after knowing the truth.

In order to have something to eat, she, at the instigation of Wang Baoquan, went around lobbying those who betrayed the village chief.

As a result, when danger came, Wang Baoquan ran away. Now everyone scolds him and hates him to the core.

Now she could only pray in her heart that something had happened to Wang Baoquan on the road, or that he had been killed, so that her scandal would not be exposed.

Now that Dazhu is with Wen Meijiu, he is receiving unprecedented support and respect from everyone. She doesn't want to ruin her son's reputation because of herself.

As he thought about it, Ren Meiluo wanted to slap himself hard a few times.

"Amitabha, God please show me your power and make Wang Baoquan disappear right where he is. If you can do that, I will definitely offer you a pig's head as an offering."

Ren Meiluo clasped his hands together and muttered to himself as he walked, hoping that God would show his mercy.

Dalang was listening to her mumbling from behind. He didn't hear anything else clearly, but he heard the four words "pig-headed offering" and asked her what she was doing, but she scolded him for no reason.

After the team walked out for a mile or two, they could see the village chief and others, but still didn't see Wang Baoquan. Ren Meiluo breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that God had been kind to her.

As long as Wang Baoquan doesn't show up, no one will discover the secret between her and Wang Baoquan.

Without the psychological burden, Ren Meiluo saw that the village chief was closer to him than anyone else, so he ran towards him from a distance, shouting:

"Uncle, I finally see you. I thought I would never see you again in this life."

Running out of the team, Ren Meiluo surpassed everyone and went straight to the village chief who was resting in the open space.

In her opinion, no matter how powerful Wen Meijiu is, he has to listen to the village chief. The village chief is the thickest thigh among them, and she has to hold on to him tightly.

"Well, here we come."

When Ren Meiluo ran over happily, the village chief had an expression that kept people at a distance, which made her stand still for a moment.

Having done something wrong, and seeing the village chief like this, she knew what she was thinking without anyone reminding her, wondering if the village chief knew what she had done behind her back.

It is said that women's sixth sense is very accurate. When the village chief went there, everyone had already said what she said to others, intentionally or unintentionally, so the village chief naturally knew it was her.

However, the village chief knew who she was, and because of Wen Meijiu's relationship, he let her off the hook and did not expose the window paper in person. It depends on what she does in the future.

"Brother, I almost didn't see you, it really scared me!"

What you fear will come true. Ren Meiluo's heart was not at ease yet, but it was in his throat again. Wang Baoquan appeared out of nowhere and was jogging towards them.