In the famine, she stockpiled space supplies and became a bandit.

The other tenants were quite happy: "It's good if they don't like it. If they don't like it, we won't have to starve."

They had originally planned to dig up grass roots to eat, but now it seems that’s not necessary.

"Uncle Zhou, you guessed right. This boss is indeed different from those bandits. She is a good person."

Compared with the joy and excitement of others, Uncle Zhou felt mixed emotions and even had tears in his eyes.

Zhou Yan was a little panicked: "Uncle, what's wrong? Isn't it our food?"

What can we do then?

He was really fed up with being hungry.

"It's indeed not." Uncle Zhou's eyes were red. Just when Zhou Yan was about to jump up and curse again, he heard him say: "It's not our food, it's white rice!"

"what?"

In this famine year, are there still people who give free rice to strangers?

This is impossible!

Everyone couldn't believe it and rushed over, craning their necks to see what was going on.

But the fact is the fact!

I saw that the pockets that were originally filled with black and moldy rice were now filled with rice that was distinct in grains, shiny and emitting bursts of rice fragrance.

Although it is not the best rice sold in rice shops, at least it is not moldy, black, or infested with worms.

"Uncle Zhou, we, we have met a living Bodhisattva!"

"Yes, living Bodhisattva! There are still good people in this world." Uncle Zhou raised his sleeves and quietly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes.

He had no choice but to help the boss with farming, but now it seems that perhaps it is an opportunity for them, a chance to survive a famine.

"Fellow villagers, the boss, she not only helped us avenge our great hatred, but now, she has also sent us such good food. Shouldn't we thank her?"

His call of 'big boss' was unconsciously filled with sincerity and respect.

"Yes, yes, yes, we have to thank the boss. If it weren't for her, we would still be hiding in the mountains like rats."

"Yes, and that damned charlatan. If it weren't for the big boss, we would not be able to take revenge in this lifetime. How would we face our fellow villagers in the underworld after death?"

Thinking of their loved ones who died with their eyes open, all the tenants' hearts, filled with pain, began to show a little gratitude towards Luo Xi.

"Uncle Zhou, just tell me, what do you want us to do?"

Uncle Zhou felt very pleased when he saw his fellow villagers who were full of energy.

"How to do it? I think everyone should remember what the boss just said. This farm will belong to her from now on, and we will also help the boss grow crops here."

"Then from now on, the big boss will be our real boss. Remember, I said 'real boss'. As for how to do it? I believe the villagers have a scale in their hearts. What do you think?"

The tenants pondered Uncle Zhou's words carefully in their minds and soon understood what he meant.

"Uncle Zhou, don't worry. From now on, the eldest boss will be my ancestor. If she tells me to go east, I will never go west. If she tells me to work, I will never do anything."

Well, that's not the case. Uncle Zhou didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "That's right, but forget about the ancestors. The boss's surname may not be Zhou. Besides, with your ugly appearance, the boss won't be willing to accept you as his grandson."

"Hahaha--"

Everyone burst into laughter.

"Yes, yes, you wishful thinking. The eldest master is not only beautiful, but also very capable. Even if he wants to recognize a grandson, he would recognize me. I am more handsome than you."

"What's the use of being good-looking? I'm stronger than you, so of course the boss will recognize me."

"You're talking nonsense. The boss doesn't like a rough guy like you..."

"Alright, alright." Uncle Zhou raised his hand and pressed it down. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What a mess. "Stop arguing. This is nothing. Now, we have more important things to do."

He turned and looked towards the farmyard not far away. There, the blue-clothed hero who had just moved the grain in was leading a few men in black, carrying the bodies out of the house one by one.

"Now, let's go help the heroes collect the bodies of the folks who passed away."

When the word "collecting corpses" was mentioned, Uncle Zhou's mood, which had just improved, fell again.

The farm that was bustling a few days ago has now changed its appearance.

The old man Li who always argued with me over trivial matters, the daughter-in-law of the Xue family who gossiped about other people's affairs, and the kid who ran around the village and was hated by everyone, are all gone, gone...

His sorrowful eyes swept across all the tenants one by one: "No, we shouldn't say help. It is our responsibility to handle the funeral affairs for the villagers."

"That hero was so generous and enthusiastic to come and help. We should be the ones to thank him."

The Azure Dragon in the distance: "..."

Can he say that he was forced into a desperate situation?

Although he always helps the host to clean up after every incident, it doesn't mean that he likes doing this kind of work.

Especially this time, several small villages were filled with corpses that had begun to rot and stink, and even had maggots.

day!

The taste and appearance are absolutely amazing!

Qinglong twisted his face and put more cloth on his nose: "Can't you move faster? It's so disgusting, and you're still dragging your feet. Don't you feel uncomfortable?"

The subordinates of the man in black were also devastated. They also wanted to move quickly, but there were too many corpses.

Even though they thought so, everyone couldn't help but speed up.

Just when they thought that the work would have to wait until night, Uncle Zhou came over with a group of tenants.

After smiling at Qinglong timidly, they began to carry the corpses and dig holes, and their speed increased a lot.

Luo Xi, who was half lying on the roof basking in the sun, smiled.

These people have barely passed the test, but as to whether there are any bad apples among them, it remains to be seen.

She didn't want to support an ungrateful person or a lazy person, even though helping these people was just a drop in the ocean for her.

However, she would leave the role of the sucker to others and would not serve them.

Luo Xi flashed and silently left the farmyard filled with the stench of corpses and floated towards Jiuxian's yard in the villa.

Just as he crossed the courtyard wall, a sword with a cold glow and a sharp sword energy stabbed towards him.

"???"

Luo Xi bent backwards to avoid it, but a long leg swept over again, so she had to do a few quick backflips and retreat.

"Jiu Xiaoxian, you are crazy!"

She backed away, gritting her teeth and cursing the man opposite her.

"Come and compete!" Jiuxian's voice was still cold, as if he couldn't see Luo Xi's anger, and there was even a hint of expectation in his eyes.

His internal strength has been improved this time, so he should be able to defeat Luo Xi.

Luo Xi didn't have the time to spare at the moment, so she took a deep breath.

After a while, she said calmly: "No time, I'm busy."

Jiuxian was about to ask her what she was busy with when he saw Luo Xi looking over coldly: "Didn't you say you would help me find someone? Where is the person?"

"..." Jiuxian had to swallow the words that were about to come out of his mouth, and said in annoyance: "No news yet."

It seems that the Red Mansion needs to be rectified.