The young couple from the farm fights back

Ordinary women in the clan were not allowed to enter the Zong clan ancestral hall without the guidance of the clan leader's wife. When Wang arrived outside the ancestral hall, the clan members who were watching outside dispersed one after another.

Clan leader Zhou had ordered people to whip Zhou Laoer as punishment. He was whipped twenty times. At this time, Zhou Laoer's entire back was covered in blood and flesh, and he fainted on the spot.

Seeing the miserable state of the man in charge, Wang was so frightened that her knees weakened and she fell to the ground: "Master, Master—"

Zhou Chunfeng and his son Zhou Ershu were about to leave. Upon hearing this, they turned around and glanced at Wang outside the ancestral hall with contempt in their eyes.

Zhou Chunfeng still remembered Jiang Li saying that Wang had often made things difficult for Jiang in the past, so this could be considered a wake-up call for the second branch.

Clan leader Zhou glanced at the unconscious Zhou Lao Er with a deep gaze, and felt resentful in his heart that Zhou Lao Er had lost face as the clan leader.

This matter is estimated to have spread in Shilitun, and the Zhou family will be ridiculed by villagers from other clans.

Seeing Wang crying outside the ancestral hall, she became even more agitated. She turned her head and waved to two young men from the clan to send Zhou Laoer, who was lying on the ground, back to the Zhou family.

Two young men, one on each side, lifted up Zhou Laoer from the ground. As they left the ancestral hall, Wang stumbled over. Seeing the head of the family drooping with his head lifeless, she was distraught: "Head, what's going on?"

When Wang asked the question, she looked boldly at the clan leader in the ancestral hall, and her tone clearly showed that she was speaking up for the man in charge. Even if what her clan leader did last night was discovered, there was no reason to beat him to death.

Unexpectedly, the clan leader didn't even look at her and was not willing to argue with a woman like her. He simply turned around and left with several clan elders.

Wang was filled with anger and resentment, but she could only chase after the two young men. At this moment, one of the young men holding Zhou Laoer said in a mocking tone, "Sister Wang, don't you know that your husband hasn't come home all night?"

Another young man scoffed, "How could they not know? I see, it's a planned theft by the couple."

Wang was so angry that her throat choked and she immediately burst into tears, deliberately attracting more villagers on the road.

"Oh my, it's so unfair, so unfair! Boss, please don't scare me! Why did you foolishly run off to do that? I've long since disdained you as my brother, so how could I let you off easy?"

Wang's voice was melodious and lingering, like an actor on stage in the town. Curious villagers who had heard the news came rushing over to listen to the new performance.

Wang's move was to distance herself from the matter and she even deliberately dragged the eldest wife into it, implying that she did not care about the relationship between siblings.

Zhou Chunfeng looked at the movement in the distance with cold eyes, his hands behind his back, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth again.

Dashuan and Laozi came out of the ancestral hall and saw Wang walking a long way away and still howling. In a rage, they rolled up their sleeves and were about to chase after her, but Uncle Zhou Er reached out and pulled them back.

Wang is a woman after all. Not to mention that Dashuan cannot be touched, if he provokes her again, there is no guarantee that Wang's mouth will sing a different tune.

Dashuan had no choice but to spit viciously at the ground.

Although Zhou Laosan arrived at school early, he also heard about Zhou Laoer's incident. Moreover, because of this incident, the villagers now looked at him with a hint of contempt. Zhou Laosan was so angry that he wanted to drag Zhou Laoer out and whip him a few more times.

In the past, the second son of the Zhou family was the dumbest besides the eldest, yet also the least courageous. He must have been instigated by that troublemaker Wang Shi in the aftermath of last night's events. Now that the Zhou family was without the third branch to watch over them, the second branch was stirring up trouble.

Well, anyway, the third branch of their family will never be able to return to the Zhou family in this lifetime, so he wants to see if the useless second branch can really hold up the Zhou family's reputation.

After finishing his work at the ancestral hall in the morning, Zhou Chunfeng pulled up the big bolt and drove the ox cart to the town at noon to buy two piglets. The pink and white little piglets ran around and squealed non-stop as soon as they were put into the pen.

Three-year-old Jing Ge'er was not even as tall as the wall of the enclosure. When he saw Aowu, he could lie on the wall and look inside. His younger brother could also see piglets on his mother's body, which made him even more curious.

"Daddy, hold~ and look~ at~ the~ pig~"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Chunfeng and Jiang Li couldn't help but smile at each other and bent down to pick up the little guy.

With the height, Jing Ge'er could clearly see the two piglets in the pen. He widened his eyes in curiosity, and then nodded seriously: "Wow~, delicious~"

Zhou Chunfeng: ...

Jiang Li: ...

At night, after coaxing the children to sleep, Jiang Li returned to the main house and saw Zhou Chunfeng drawing something on the table. She walked over to take a look out of curiosity.

"But the map?" There were many routes distributed on the straw paper covering the entire table, including road sections and islands.

Zhou Chunfeng put down his brush and ink and said, "Today I went to a bookstore to buy books for my child. I saw a map under the shopkeeper's abacus. It must be the map of Yanzhou."

Jiang Li blinked in surprise. "A while ago, you told me that in ancient times, only officials were allowed to keep maps privately. How come the owner of an ordinary bookstore has a map?"

This is also what Zhou Chunfeng found strange. He had a bold guess in his mind, but he was worried about scaring his wife.

So he said, "I guess the drawings aren't real, so I just drew them casually."

Jiang Li glanced at him suspiciously, but didn't think much of it. "Since it's already been drawn, let's keep it. Maybe it will be useful in the future. Don't let outsiders find out."

She knew that Zhou Chunfeng had a photographic memory, and it would be helpful to have a map in hand in an era without navigation.

"Yes." Zhou Chunfeng put away the paper, folded it and handed it to Jiang Li: "You put it there."

"Okay." Jiang Li stuffed the map into the bottom of the cabinet at the end of the kang and locked the cabinet again.

Suddenly, Zhou Chunfeng hugged her from behind. Jiang Li was startled, a tingling sensation passed through her ears, and the corners of her mouth curved slightly.

"Why, do you want to sleep next door?"

Zhou Chunfeng couldn't help but laugh when he heard that, and kissed her hair: "Let me hug you for a while."

Jiang Li vaguely heard the strangeness in his tone, frowned slightly, turned away from his arms, and looked at him steadily.

"Are you hiding something from me?" Not to mention the time they spent together after coming here, when they were partners, they were also aware of each other's existence.

Zhou Chunfeng slowed down and held her in his arms. This woman was quite clever. She thought he was just guessing, so after a moment's silence, she said, "You said the war will start at least two years from now?"

"Yeah." Jiang Li responded softly, leaning against his chest. The war in the book would not start until two years later.

If I remember correctly, this happened not long after Zhou Xingyue was taken to the capital by the Second Prince in her previous life.

Zhou Chunfeng's sudden question aroused Jiang Li's hysteria. She looked up in surprise and asked, "Are you trying to say that the war in this life might start earlier?"

Thinking of the strange behavior of the bookstore owner today, Zhou Chunfeng had to think more: "Maybe."

Jiang Li thought of something when she heard this: "In my previous life, when the war broke out, the imperial court began to conscript men from the people. You were weak due to the plague and thus escaped capture by the soldiers. If the war really broke out, then you—"

Thinking that the imperial court would go to war again in this life, and Zhou Chunfeng would definitely not be able to escape the fate of being captured and exiled by the soldiers, Jiang Li's heart couldn't help but tighten.

Zhou Chunfeng's lips curled slightly, he raised his hand and gently stroked her back, saying comfortingly: "If it really comes to this, just like you said, we should make the best of it."

Jiang Li was speechless. What she meant was that they should face the current difficulties in life instead of letting Zhou Chunfeng go to the battlefield and die.