The evil woman travels through the book and saves the sinners in the famine year

When Xiaoli asked, Yuan Zhen realized that things that they usually took for granted actually seemed very strange to strangers.

No wonder the elders don't let anyone leave the village, nor do they let strangers enter the village. It's hard to explain why they are not ordinary people.

But Yuan Zhen didn't want to deceive Xiaoli, so he could only say half-truthfully, "Xiaoli, in our village, the village chief is the supreme being.

Aside from a few elders, most people didn't dare to talk to the village chief, let alone greet him."

What Yuan Zhen said was partly true, but he did not tell Xiaoli that the father of the village chief Mo Lengzhou was the master of their fathers.

Therefore, the young people of their generation also regarded Mo Lengzhou as their master, and the servants were also divided into different levels.

Not everyone can talk to the master, even if they hide in the deep mountains and forests, the rules still exist.

Any woman who marries into Mojia Village must obey her husband's family and recognize the village chief as her master.

They have settled in Mojia Village for more than 20 years, and in the beginning there were women they bought who wanted to escape from the village.

Anyone who was discovered would be executed immediately, and in public. Other women who were eager to escape would not dare to do so.

Although the people in their village are getting better and better, there are still women who want to run away. Moreover, after three consecutive years of drought, there are even more women who want to run away.

Not to mention the women who were bought wanting to leave the village, even these teenagers want to go out and see the world!

After all, everyone yearns for freedom, even if the world outside is not necessarily more exciting than here.

Yuan Zhen was afraid that Xiaoli would not want to stay, so he tried his best to match Mo Lengzhou with Lu Zhitao. If it worked out, Xiaoli would definitely not leave him.

What he said was not a secret, but he insisted on getting close to Xiaoli and whispering it in her ear. In fact, he deliberately wanted to get close to Xiaoli.

"So Brother Mo is so powerful! Then he is really worthy of my young lady." Xiaoli stood on tiptoe and whispered in Yuan Zhen's ear.

The warm breath gently brushed Yuan Zhen's earlobe, with a delicate touch, like a trickle of water flowing into his heart.

The warmth and sweetness made him intoxicated. He remembered that the aunt in the village told him and Xiaoli to get married and enter the bridal chamber today.

Yuan Zhen knew that getting married immediately was a luxury and Xiaoli would not agree easily, so he could only find a way to get into her heart.

Xiaoli had no idea what Yuan Zhen was thinking. She looked at Mo Lengzhou's back with sparkling eyes.

She kept comparing in her heart, and finally came to the conclusion: Well, my future son-in-law is better than my cousin, that playboy.

Xiaoli was just about to share this with her young lady when she saw a few old men rushing out to greet her. "Village chief, you're back. Who is this girl?"

"Uncle Yan, Second Uncle Zuo, Third Uncle Ning, her name is Lu Zhitao, hehe, the village chief wanted to marry her as soon as he saw her."

Yuan Zhen rushed to Mo Lengzhou and said with a smile. He was afraid that Mo Lengzhou would refuse to speak.

"Village chief, is what the boy from the Yuan family said true? Do you want to marry her?" asked the elder of the Yan clan seriously.

He always thought that the young master would be his perfect son-in-law, but unfortunately he didn't like his own daughter!

"What Yuan Zhen said is true. The moment I saw Zhi Tao, I had an urge to marry her. I wonder if you uncles support me?"

Mo Lengzhou asked with a blushing face, his tone was more gentle than ever before, making everyone believe that he really wanted to marry the girl next to him.

"Village chief, please three..." Clan elder Yan wanted to stop him, but was interrupted by another wise old man with white hair.

"Since the village chief likes her, why wouldn't we be unwilling? May I ask when the village chief plans to get married?" the white-haired old man asked with a smile.

His white hair sparkled with colorful light in the setting sun, and his dull eyes instantly became clear.

Through the turbidity of time, one can vaguely see the passion and ideals of his youth.

The young master's way of marrying a wife is different from theirs. He must choose the best of the best and be extremely careful.

They marry purely for the purpose of continuing the family line, and they also want to give birth to an outstanding girl to marry the master.

Several of their elders were in their forties, and they specially bought young and beautiful women from outside to get married.

They just wanted to have a smart and clever daughter to marry the young master, but unfortunately the more they wanted a daughter, the more boys they gave birth to.

In the past few years, they have been asking their wives to work hard to have children, and now twenty-two years have passed.

There are a lot of boys between the ages of thirteen or fourteen and twenty, but very few girls who have reached the age of marriage.

Among the four elders of the clan, only the Yan family and the Zuo family gave birth to two girls who reached the age of marriage this year.

After the master's male and female secret guards got married, they gave birth to several boys before finally giving birth to a girl.

Because the girl was young, she was spoiled by them since she was young, and none of the young masters looked down on her.

The girls who grew up being spoiled by them are jealous all day long, either beating chickens or scolding dogs.

They are getting annoyed themselves, let alone the young master!

But they unconsciously moved closer to the young master, causing him to avoid the girls whenever he saw them!

Not only did they not restrain themselves, but what was even more outrageous was that they were jealous of each other and even fought each other in private!

"Old Ning is right. Since you, the village chief, like Miss Lu, then get married as soon as possible. You are already 25 years old this year!"

Mo Lengzhou smiled shyly, "I also want to get married soon, but Zhitao hasn't agreed to marry me yet!"

"Miss Lu, just agree. Although our village chief is a little older than you, he is a man of both literary and military skills, and he loves his wife very much."

"Old Ning is right. Our village chief is really outstanding. Several girls in the village want to marry him."

"..."

Several old men surrounded Lu Zhitao and kept praising Mo Lengzhou, as if she would be ungrateful if she didn't marry him.

Their actions disgusted the rebellious Lu Zhitao, especially when Mo Lengzhou bluntly put the blame on her.

What made Lu Zhitao even angrier was that Mo Lengzhou was as serious when he told lies as when he told the truth.

If Yuan Zhen hadn't suggested that they pretend to be an engaged couple, she would have almost believed that this man wanted to marry her.

Lu Zhitao looked at the old men. Their faces were covered with wrinkles, and each wrinkle carried their long life stories.

Looking at his head full of white hair, people who don’t know him would think he is in his eighties or nineties.

The book specifically introduces Mr. Ning, who is a talented writer but is actually only sixty-three years old.

Because he had a scar on his face and could not take the imperial examination, the former crown prince valued his talent and recruited him as his staff.

He was very grateful to the prince for his recognition and was loyal to him. When the prince was beheaded, he followed the prince's three-year-old son without hesitation.

Lu Zhitao knew that the man wanted to shirk the blame, so she pretended to be shy and said, "I didn't say I wouldn't marry you."

When Mo Lengzhou heard Lu Zhitao's words, he was so excited that he almost laughed out loud. He originally had no expectations for life, but now he really wanted to get married.

The heavy pressure of so many years seemed to be relieved the moment he met Lu Zhitao.

His heart felt warm as if it were illuminated by the sun, and he said eagerly, "Since Zhitao is willing to marry me, please help me choose an auspicious day."