Divorce at the beginning, the rough general is very clingy

"Liu An, if you can't handle this matter well, your family should move out of Liujia Village." Liu Fugui stood up, glanced at Mrs. An, shook his head, and walked out.

"You guys go out." Liu An looked at his children.

"Dad..." Dalang wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say.

"Go out first." Liu An waved his hand.

After the children left, Liu An closed the door and bolted it.

"What are you going to do?" Mrs. An looked at the calm Liu An and suddenly felt very scared.

"If you don't want to leave, then don't leave." Liu An said lightly.

When Mrs. An heard this, her brows lit up with joy, "I knew that bitch Mi Mo could never compare to us old couple. I would say that bitch...ah..." Before Mrs. An could finish her pride, she saw Liu An pick up a thick wooden stick beside him and hit her leg hard.

Several children in the yard had just heard their mother insulting Mi Yao again, and they all thought that their mother must have gone crazy. Even when they heard their mother screaming in the back, they did not feel much of a stir.

"You're talking nonsense."

"what…"

"I told you to grow a mouth and you'd just spew shit."

"what…"

"I told you to not know right from wrong and not to be stingy."

"what…"

"I told you to grow a dirty head one day so that everyone will be the same as you."

"what…"

"You don't want to leave, I'll help you."

In the end, Mrs. An was dying.

"Daya, come in." Liu An threw down the stick in his hand.

"Dad..." Liu Daya was very timid.

"Your mother just fell off the bed and broke her leg. Please take care of her." Liu An said calmly.

"Yeah." Liu Daya and Erya lifted their mother onto the bed and found that all of Grandma An's limbs were broken. However, they did not dare to ask their father to find a doctor, and they did not want to ask for help.

Just like that, the farce in Liu An's family came to an end.

Dai Rong and his friends flew back to the Ye family.

"Master, I just watched a big show." Dai Rong couldn't hide his anger, so he recounted everything that happened in Liu An's family and the conversations of those people.

"It's hard to describe Mrs. An...but she only brought this upon herself. She doesn't deserve sympathy?" The person who betrayed her had been punished, and she also saw the sincerity of the village chief and Liu An, so Mi Mo let the matter go.

Mrs. An was very lucky. She survived three days and three nights of hunger. Just when she recovered, Liu An broke her limbs. Unexpectedly, she came back alive the next day.

Her limbs were paralyzed and only her mouth could move. However, when she saw her two indifferent daughters, she didn't know what to curse.

"Daya, go tell the village chief that it was Liu Xueying who came to my house that night and fanned the flames for me, asking me to inform on the refugees." Mrs. An was beaten and disabled, and suddenly realized one thing. She hated Mi Yao, but she hated Liu Xueying. Now that she was disabled, she couldn't let Liu Xueying, the person behind the scenes, off easily.

Daya didn't say anything, just cleaned up the house and left.

After seven or eight days, the officials of Wan'an Town and Liujia Village cooperated harmoniously with the refugees. Later, another four or five hundred refugees came. After discussion, Jin Zheng and Mi Yao accepted them as well and treated them in the same way as those in Langlangjia Village.

These refugees also escaped from the entire village. In Jijia Village, there were eight or nine hundred people when they escaped, but after walking for about a month, half of them were killed.

After settling the villagers of Jijia Village, Mi Yao went to the town and first went to the grain store to buy up his food. In the past month, the largest consumption was still of refined rice and white flour.

After filling up the reservoir that was as big as three rooms, Mi Yao went to the town government office, "Sir!"

"Madam Mi!" Jin Zheng came out with a smile.

"It seems that the adults are in a good mood." Mi Yao joked.

"Yes! The disaster relief grain from the capital is about to arrive. I heard that our town can provide 500,000 kilograms." Lord Jin said with a smile.

"Sir, I'm not trying to discourage you, but 500,000 kilograms is just a drop in the bucket. You may not know that the refugees in Liujia Village, which number less than a thousand, need nearly 1,000 kilograms of food every day. There are so many villages and people in Wan'an Town. How long can 500,000 kilograms feed them?" After Mi Yao finished speaking, Jin Zheng could no longer laugh.

"Then Madam Yimi, do you have any good ideas?" Jin Zheng asked.

"Sir, there is a good idea now, and that is fundraising," Mi Yao suggested.

"Fundraising? It may not be easy to get those stingy people to give up their money." Jin Zheng frowned.

"All the wealthy men, nobles, shop owners and anyone with some reputation in Wan'an Town should be invited to come and do some work. I don't believe that they will not give a penny." Mi Yao said with confidence.

"How to operate it?" Jin Zheng was like a primary school student, asking questions until he got to the bottom of it.

"Sir, find a suitable time and invite the people here, and do this and that..." After Mi Yao finished speaking, she felt how ugly those masters' faces would be.

"Okay, it's settled." Jin Zheng said happily.

"Sir, you can also ask Madam Jin to invite the ladies and ladies in the circle. That will definitely yield a lot of rewards. The old lady can also try her best. Even if she can only raise ten taels of silver, that can buy a lot of food." After Mi Yao finished speaking, he felt like a fool.

"Okay, wait until I have made arrangements here, and then we will invite Madam Mi to perform in this big show." Although Jin Zheng felt that this method was a bit unreasonable, and his entire family had to be mobilized, for the sake of the people of Wan'an Town, what would it matter if he, Jin Zheng, risked his reputation?

In the town, Zhang Bing was selling vegetables with his three subordinates. When Mi Yao saw this, she thought that they should replace them with women, otherwise it would be a bit uncoordinated for these big men to sell vegetables. However, when she thought about the many troubles that would come with women selling vegetables, she gave up the idea.

"Zhang Bing, pack some vegetables for me. I'm going to see a friend." Mi Yao came over.

"Okay, master." Zhang Bing quickly packed some vegetables and put them in the basket.

Mi Yao looked at Zhang Bing's nimble hands and found it hard to imagine that these hands had once held a sword.

"Master, our dishes will sell out quickly. We will wait for you at the city gate to go back together." Zhang Bing said.

"Okay." Mi Yao went to Jirentang.

"Uncle Lu!" Mi Yao saw Doctor Lu lowering his head to count the bills. There were also several patients in the clinic.

"Hey, Dr. Mi is here, but I haven't seen you for a while." Dr. Lu walked out from the counter.

"Well, there was a lot of things going on at home these days, so I came to bring you some vegetables today." Mi Yao put the basket on the table.

"They are really juicy. I bought them from those big guys on the main street. I bought some yesterday. They tasted really good. It is rare to eat such juicy vegetables in this famine year. The most important thing is that they are cheap." Doctor Lu boasted as he spoke, as if he was selling them himself.