Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

"Pomegranate, come here for a moment."

Xiuying leaned over and whispered a few words in her second daughter's ear. Shiliu followed Xiuying, carrying a bamboo basket on her back.

Even though Xiuying was worried about her daughters at home, she had to go out. She originally planned to take Shiliu to the city to sell angelica, bring back rice when she came back, and then let Taohua notify everyone to come and get the rice.

The situation is urgent now. If I can't produce rice now, it will be confirmed that I cheated the villagers about milk apples and bracken. This will make everyone lose their trust for the first time, and it will be difficult to purchase other things from the villagers in the future.

Xiuying hurried to the nearest town...

Zhou Dazhu and Zhao's mother from the village brought a group of villagers to the village chief's house. The old village chief had heard about this matter from his daughter-in-law Wang Shufen a long time ago, and was sitting in the yard waiting for the group of people. Standing next to him was his youngest son Li Shenghui.

"Dad, Zhou Dazhu must have believed what the old sister-in-law of the Zhao family said and brought everyone here to cause trouble.

It's really pitiful for Aunt Xiuying to have such a mother-in-law!"

Li Shenghui has never had a good impression of self-righteous people like Zhou Dazhu. He can't stand any loss even if he schemes hard. When he designed to buy Sun Dasao's land at a low price, Li Shenghui had an opinion of him. Taking advantage of someone in distress is not a gentleman's behavior.

The old village chief sighed, "This may not be a bad thing for Xiuying."

Zhou Dazhu is annoying enough, and now there is also Zhao's mother. Xiuying may not be able to handle several children alone. If Zhou Dazhu brings some unknown villagers to cause trouble, it will be bad.

"Those people are just brainless. They just believe everything they hear and don't use their brains to think. If Sister Xiuying wants to eat the milk apples and bracken on that mountain, does she need to go all the way around? She can just let her daughters go up the mountain to pick them.

Sister Xiuying has several daughters and is not afraid of the widow and orphan splitting up the family property, so why would she be afraid of going up the mountain to pick fruit?

Furthermore, Sister Xiuying got such a good job, but she didn't hide it. Instead, she thought about the people in the village. My son felt that Sister Xiuying did this because she really wanted to help everyone."

The old village chief smiled kindly and said, "My son is indeed very smart. It seems that all these years of studying have not been in vain."

Li Shenghui is the only educated person in the village. The old village chief looked at his youngest son with satisfaction. The most important thing about studying is to understand right from wrong, even if he fails to pass the imperial examinations in the future.

Seeing his youngest son's clear and logical analysis, the old village chief felt more and more relieved.

These people have lived recklessly for so many years, but they are not as sensible as his youngest son. Then, can it be that Zhou Dazhu and Zhao's mother's character is not as good as Yang Xiuying's?

These people have lost their original ability to discern things because their own interests are affected. Such people are the most hateful. They receive favors from others, but as soon as they are involved, they will repay the favor with enmity.

There was a loud noise outside the yard

"Old village chief, something bad has happened in our village."

"Old village chief, everyone has been cheated. You have to take charge of this matter!"

"Old village chief, you have to help us get our things back! Drive these deceitful villains out of our village."

The old village chief stood up and glanced at the crowd. Zhao's mother and Tian Guilan were standing behind the crowd, with faint smiles on their faces.

"You've all thought it through?"

The villagers fell silent and looked at each other in confusion.

"Old village chief, what does this mean?"

"Is that even a question? Yang Xiuying herself can't even get enough to eat, so what can she offer to everyone else?"

"For a little food, she actually deceived everyone and took away the milk apples and bracken that we had worked so hard to pick."

Li Shenghui stood quietly by and watched these people without saying a word. There were only a few families who took the lead in causing trouble. The other villagers followed these people and did not express any opinions, but just stood by and watched.

The one who made the most noise was Zhou Dazhu. Zhou Dazhu's daughter-in-law and Yang Xiuying's mother-in-law were cousins. The two families probably had an agreement. No mother-in-law had ever treated her daughter-in-law like this, not to mention that her son had died and her daughter-in-law had several granddaughters. She was even more vicious than outsiders in her actions.

Ma Ergun was a village glutton, known for his laziness and greed. The weeds in his fields grew taller and healthier than his vegetables, but as long as there was food at home, he wouldn't touch anything unless he starved. His life was worse than Sun Dasao's, who relied on clearing land to feed her children. If there was a happy event at someone else's house, Ma Ergun would be the first to arrive, sitting at the table early, waiting for the feast to begin, never missing a single bite.

Then there is Deng Defa, who is addicted to gambling. He was originally a wealthy man in the village, but eventually became a poor one. The most hateful thing is his father's distant cousin, who often acts in the village under the name of the old village chief. Although the villagers dislike Deng Defa, they don't care too much for the sake of the old village chief's face.

Deng Defa put his hands on his waist and shouted, "What are you still thinking about? If you keep thinking about it, the food we have worked so hard to pick will be eaten by that widow Yang.

You can't just help the widow out of pity. Isn't it easy for everyone to pick some food? Although you are older than me, it's your turn in seniority. You have to call me "Young Master", and you will just watch your "Young Master" being cheated of his food?"

When Li Shenghui heard the call of "Young Master", he took a deep breath. How shameless! He always used seniority to bully others.

In the court, the higher the rank, the more powerful one is, but here, the older the generation, the more powerful one is.

The old village chief had been concerned about this for many years and did not let Deng Defa look too bad. He just cursed in his heart,

I'm so unlucky to have an ancestor like you.

But he really couldn't call the old village chief "Master". The old village chief was already sixty-four years old, and Deng Defa was thirty-six years old, in the prime of his life.

The old village chief slowed down and said to Deng Defa, "What are you talking about? I've never handled anything in the village that didn't convince everyone. You come to me for judgment, so I naturally want you to think it over carefully."

Seeing that he had Deng Defa, an elder, backing him up, Ma Ergun spoke in a tougher tone, "Old Village Chief, you must make the decision for me and ask Widow Yang to return the grain. I can't just give her milk fruit for nothing."

Yang Xiuying had not originally informed Ma Ergun. When Mrs. Sun went up the mountain to pick milk apples, she met Ma Caifeng, the daughter of Ma Ergun, and mentioned it too much. Now she regrets it very much. She is also responsible for the fact that things have come to this point, and she should not have said too much.

Mrs. Sun, who was standing in the crowd, slapped her mouth hard and reminded herself not to talk too much in the future.

Zhou Dazhu also started shouting, "Hurry up and get that widow to hand over the food! If she doesn't, we'll kick her and those girls out of the village."