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

Lu Zhitao had forgotten that she was angry with Mo Lengzhou at this moment, "She has a treasure bowl, why don't you kick Xiaoli and me out for food?"

"What are you thinking about, Tao'er? You are my fiancée, we are one, wherever you are, I will go." Mo Lengzhou said firmly.

"But she has a treasure pot and enough food. The elders will definitely listen to her for the sake of food." Lu Zhitao said with pretended concern.

She was not worried about being driven out. She was not afraid of tigers or wolves. Besides, she had water and food in her space now, so who was she afraid of?

What she didn't expect was that Song Zhuxin would openly display her own space in order to oppose her. Wasn't she afraid that others would kill her and steal her treasure?

In fact, Lu Zhitao could understand the feeling of not wanting to see acquaintances doing well.

For example, a group of beggars would envy the rich people passing by them, but they would not hate him because they were not familiar with him.

But if one day one of them beggars became a rich man, they would not be able to accept it.

Why is it that everyone else is a beggar, but that person can become a millionaire?

Song Zhuxin is a typical example. She can't stand others being better than her own and would rather expose herself to competition.

"Don't worry, Tao'er. You are my fiancée. If anyone in the village dares to disobey you, I will drive them out." Mo Lengzhou said firmly.

"If you drive the cornucopia out, won't you have no food to eat?" Lu Zhitao asked with blinking eyes.

"Don't we still have a large field of cabbages and radishes? We also have the magical well water. Tomorrow we will try to plant wheat to see if it can also grow quickly."

Mo Lengzhou took the opportunity to hold Lu Zhitao's hand and said very seriously that he would never let her go no matter what.

"Well, I believe you." Lu Zhitao felt warm in her heart when she saw Mo Lengzhou's serious face, not joking at all.

Gongxi Leshan took the lead in moving the rice to the big kitchen to cook. Everyone couldn't stop smiling when they saw the rice.

Song Zhuxin ran over and grabbed Huo Ziyuan's arm, but he shook her off. "Do you still remember that you have a husband?"

"Huo Ziyuan, why are you angry with me? I came to this deep mountain for you, what have I done wrong?" Song Zhuxin asked viciously.

She has always been as delicate as a newly opened white lotus, and even when she complained, she would pout and look pitiful.

This was the first time Huo Ziyuan had seen her look so fierce, and he was a little confused.

After Song Zhuxin yelled, she felt better. When she realized what she had said, she did not feel any regret.

She was unwilling to be humble in front of her cheap husband anymore, and she wanted to be the heroine in the future.

"Xin'er, I'm sorry. It's all my fault. Please don't be angry with me. I'm really too tired. You don't know that I haven't stopped working all afternoon."

Seeing her cheap husband give in, Song Zhuxin decided to stop while she was ahead. "Husband, you did all this for yourself and for the Huo family. I'll use this rice in exchange for our Huo family not having to work in the future."

"Xin'er, if you use all the rice in the space to buy us from not working, what will we eat in the future?"

"I don't believe the drought will continue. When things calm down outside, we'll take these idiots to Liangzhou to settle down and let them help us with the work."

"Will they listen to you?" Huo Ziyuan was tempted. He also needed people. No matter what he did, he needed manpower.

"In a year of famine, no one will disobey when it comes to food." Song Zhu said confidently.

Li Ziyan stood beside them, listening to what they said, and her resentment deepened.

The third sister-in-law knew that the villagers would listen to her, but she still wanted to abandon her and her daughter, forcing her to agree to marry a rough man in the village.

She silently turned around and went to find her current mother-in-law. Given the character of the Huo family, they would not care about the life or death of her and her daughter.

Xiaoli looked at the pile of rice and her face turned red with anger. She shook off Yuan Zhen's hand and ran towards Lu Zhitao.

"Xiao Li, wait for me, why are you angry again?" Yuan Zhen caught up and asked confusedly.

"How can I not be angry? Look at that witch who made so much rice. Those villagers are grinning from ear to ear."

"We have rice now, Xiaoli will be able to eat enough every day from now on. Why are you angry?" Yuan Zhen asked in confusion.

"I don't get along with the lady surnamed Song. How can she give us food?" Xiaoli said aggrievedly.

"If she doesn't give it to you, you can have all of my share." Yuan Zhen promised seriously.

"Really?"

"It's more real than gold. Xiaoli, don't be angry. I mean what I say." Yuan Zhen said seriously.

"Hmph! Then I'll see how you perform in the future." Xiaoli turned around and comforted Lu Zhitao.

"Don't worry, girl. You heard what Big Brother Yuan said. Haha, I'll give you all of his share."

"My fiancée doesn't need to worry. You will be the boss in Mo Village from now on." Mo Lengzhou blocked Lu Zhitao from looking at Xiaoli and asked her to look at him.

"Well, I'm the boss, so you should follow me to eat wolf meat stewed with potatoes." Lu Zhitao said with a smile.

"Lu Zhitao, stop right there." When Song Zhuxin saw Lu Zhitao and his group passing by her, she immediately stretched out her arms to stop them.

"Get out of the way, a good dog doesn't block the road." Lu Zhitao felt disgusted when he saw Song Zhuxin's face, and his tone became a little worse when he spoke.

Song Zhuxin was called a dog by Lu Zhitao, and her eyes suddenly turned red: "Lu Zhitao, how can you talk to me like this?"

"What? Do you still want me to smile at the dog that's blocking my way?" Her tone was contemptuous, which made Song Zhuxin hard to accept.

She turned to the boys who were carrying rice and asked, "Are you willing to let her in?"

"I do. Miss Lu is the future lady of our village. If she doesn't go in, who else would dare to go in?" Yan Baoyue asked loudly with her hands on her hips.

Most of the young people nodded in agreement. They only knew how to practice martial arts and work on weekdays, so they had no idea about these twists and turns.

Lu Zhitao listened to the silent voices around him, and a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, leaving Song Zhuxin with only an arrogant and domineering back.

Song Zhuxin stood there, trembling with anger. After a long while, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Didn't you just say you would listen to me?"

"Miss Song, we said we would listen to you."

"Then why did you let her in?"

"You just asked us, you didn't say you couldn't let Miss Lu in?"

"That's right. Besides, Miss Lu is our village's benefactor. She discovered the magical well water, and she's also the future wife of our village chief."

Listening to everyone's silly words, Song Zhuxin's hands involuntarily clenched into fists, and her nails dug deeply into her palms.

He seemed to want to release the pent-up anger in his heart, "These stupid villagers really make me angry!"

"Xin'er, don't be angry. Don't be hasty." Huo Ziyuan pulled her hand away and advised gently.