In my 40s, the trading system took me flying

"Kids, don't push. If you want something, go ask your adults to come and pay!"

The peddler shook the rattle in his hand to attract the attention of all the children present.

Xu Xiaoba carried Xu Xiaoya on his back, took a look at the things in the peddler's basket, and asked Xu Xiaoya: "Sister, is there anything you like?"

Xu Xiaoya shook her head.

Although the peddler brought a lot of things, she was not a real child and was not interested in those things. On the contrary, the peddler definitely did not have the things she needed.

Seeing that Xu Xiaoya was not interested, Xu Xiaoba and his brothers decided not to join in and took Xu Xiaoya back.

Xu's mother was sent by Old Lady Xu to find Xu Xiaoya and see if the peddler had any good things to buy for Xu Xiaoya. She also had the silver given to her by Old Lady Xu in her hand.

"What's wrong? Don't you have anything you like?"

Xu's mother took Xu Xiaoya away from Xu Xiaoba's back and asked curiously.

Xu Xiaoya shook her head: "I don't like any of them!"

Mother Xu patted Xu Xiaoya on the back and said, "You've seen a lot of good things!"

Xu Xiaoya agreed with this statement, but her mother still carried Xu Xiaoya back to the peddler, looked at the things on the shoulder pole frame, asked for two silk hair flowers, two red hair strings, and bought some needles and thread.

Without asking, everyone knew that those silk flowers were definitely for her, as well as the red hairband. Ever since her hair grew longer, Xu's mother had been talking about it.

In fact, Xu Xiaoya doesn't like to tie her hair, mainly because her hands are small and her control is poor. If she asks Xu's mother and old lady Xu for help, they like to tie her hair meticulously and like to pull her scalp tightly in order to tie it tightly.

It hurts to look at it.

In addition, Xu Xiaoya's hair is not black and shiny, and the fine and soft hair is easy to fall out. Xu Xiaoya is reluctant to part with her hair.

"I don't want to tie my hair!"

Xu Xiaoya covered her little head with her hands, looking very serious.

Xu's mother knew her reasons, but she still found it hard to understand. Which girl doesn't want to have braids? Why is she so against it when it comes to her own daughter?

However, Xu's mother still had her own way. She only tied a small bun for Xu Xiaoya and pinned a silk flower on it, but Xu Xiaoya threw it away and said she didn't like it.

It is really inappropriate to give silk flowers or something like that to a two-year-old baby.

Xu's mother could only put the things away with regret, thinking that her daughter would love beauty when she grows up.

By the time the peddler left, the pig-killing dish was ready.

Many people in the village came with wooden bowls and were not enthusiastic about eating meat. They must have a problem with their brains.

Xu Xiaoya also got a bowl of meat that was stewed until very soft, which tasted very good when soaked with pancakes.

Everyone who came to eat the pig-killing meal brought their own Laba porridge. Although not everyone put a lot of beans in it, each family had its own characteristics, and it was quite interesting to drink it in turn.

Xu Xiaoya drank half a bowl and couldn't drink any more.

After eating and drinking, all that’s left is to chat and talk about family matters.

Men have their own topics, and women have their own interests.

The children can even play with a blade of grass for a whole day. Huaishu Village is very lively in the evening. How can it feel like they are born in troubled times?

But this tranquility is too luxurious after all. On the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, during the Little New Year, uninvited guests finally came to the village.

This time, everyone who came was armed, and as soon as they entered the village, they began to violently smash down the doors of every house.

The Xu family lived in the innermost area. When they heard the noise, Old Mrs. Xu asked Xu Xiaoya to put away all the food and valuables in the house, leaving only some tattered things in the open.

No one knows what happened.

When those people gathered everyone together, they saw a man carrying a gun clearing his throat: "Fellow villagers, the country is in danger. As hunters, it is time for you to stand up and make contributions to the country!"

He wanted to speak in a more elegant way, but he found that he didn't have much literary talent. The man could only search for a long time and find these few words to say.

From the moment he opened his mouth, most people in the village knew what his purpose was.

Either they want meat or they want people!

as predicted.

Old Mrs. Xu asked Xu's mother to hold Xu Xiaoya tightly and listen carefully to the man's request.

"Our Huaishu Village is deep in the mountains, and everyone here is a master hunter. Recently, our commander needs some sharpshooters to hunt foreigners. Who among you is willing to go?"

It sounds like an inquiry, but the purpose is actually very clear. If you don't agree, you will definitely be taken away by force.

No one spoke and the atmosphere was very bad.

"Where's the village chief?"

Seeing that no one was supporting him, the man's face turned ugly. He pointed the musket in his hand at the villagers, and the faces of the villagers who were pointed at changed.

The village chief was a little old man. He hurriedly stepped out from the crowd and stood in front of the man with his hands clasped in his hands. "Sir, are you calling me Little Old Man?"

The military master snorted coldly: "Nonsense, am I calling an animal?"

The village chief was not angry either. He was used to the tyranny of these military officers and said with a smile: "Military officer, there are no archers in Huaishu Village. We are all trying to make a living. Even if we go into the mountains, people will die!"

What he said was not wrong, but he always concealed something.

Jun Ye didn't believe it at all: "Don't give me that nonsense, I have confirmed that your village can hunt good things every year. If there are no sharpshooters, who would believe it?"

The man's impatient tone revealed his arrogance. He glanced around and finally pointed his musket at the old village chief's forehead: "Old man, hand over the people quickly, or I will send you to hell!"

Beads of sweat appeared on the old village chief's face. How could he say he wasn't afraid?

That's a musket, it can kill people.

"father!"

The old village chief's son couldn't stand it anymore and was about to fight with the soldier, but was stopped.

"Boy, are you an archer?"

Jun Ye was very excited. He could have been lying on Xiaohong's belly in Lichunyuan and enjoying himself, but he had to come out because of this temporary mission. He was already unhappy, and now someone was provoking him.

There were five of them, but each one was more fearless than the other, as if the muskets in their hands gave them unlimited confidence.

But they forgot that although the musket was good, its hit rate was not high, and its range was not far, and it might even explode if not handled properly.

Xu Xiaoya didn't know much about weapons, but she knew about these muskets. She had seen the appearance of these muskets in history class. In order to let everyone feel the lethality of the muskets, the teacher took them to a shooting range to let them experience the situation of the muskets.

Because of the understanding, Xu Xiaoya was not so scared. The only drawback was that Xu Xiaoya was too young. Even if she was given a musket, she would still be helpless.

"Yes, if you want to arrest someone, come to me and let my father go!"

The village chief’s son was truly a filial son. He couldn’t bear to see his old father being schemed against, so he took the initiative to step forward and admit it.

Anyway, when he gets to the scene, if he doesn't hit the target, he can still blame it on being in a bad mood.

What the village chief's son never expected was that the military officer did not play by the rules. As if seeing through his thoughts, he reminded him, "The most annoying thing in my life is people who don't keep their promises, and you happen to be both of them.

"Let go? Let your grandmother get hammered!"

Jun Ye is so used to being pampered that he doesn't know he should be careful when dealing with others.

The military officer didn't explain anything and just shot the old village chief in the leg.

The gunpowder in the musket hit the village chief's calf. As the musket sounded, the village chief fell to the ground holding his leg.

It hurts, it really hurts!

There was screaming at the scene, but as the muskets sounded again, the screams disappeared.

The old village chief's son was pinned to the ground: "Are you behaving yourself now?"

The man had a face full of anger, and it was obvious that he had killed many people before.

Xu Xiaoya huddled in her mother's arms, her eyes fixed on the people around her. Some of them were angry, some were afraid, but none of them had any intention of resisting.

How could this be?

She thought that these uncles and aunts in the village were all good hunters. They were not afraid of wild beasts, so why would they be afraid of two beasts?

Even if it was a one-on-one death, only three people would die. Is it so difficult to kill those three beasts?

Maybe because she had been influenced by her good family background since she was a child, Xu Xiaoya's eyes turned red with anger. She didn't care about anything else and reached out to grab her cousin next to her.

Although my eldest cousin is only fifteen years old, he is big and strong, even stronger than Xu Dazhu. He has been following his elders into the mountains since he was a child and has long developed hunting skills.

A small crossbow was stuffed into my cousin's hands.

When Xu's mother saw this scene, her eyes widened, but she bit her lips tightly and did not make a sound.

My cousin was ecstatic when he saw the crossbow. Hunters are most familiar with bows and arrows. This crossbow is not big, but it can be seen that it is well-made. There are three arrows in the crossbow, just in time for the three people carrying muskets.

"Fuck him to death!"

Xu Xiaoya spoke to her eldest cousin word by word. Although there was no sound, her eldest cousin understood.

His blood was boiling, and the hunting nature in his bones was revealed. The thing a hunter is least afraid of is fighting. Between life and death, he only believes in his own abilities.

The man holding the musket poked the village chief's son who was stepped on the ground and laughed wildly.

As long as he has weapons in his hands, who dares to resist?

Even the two men he brought with him had a smug look on their faces. They had stabbed quite a few people with their muskets, and they made banging noises from time to time with their mouths. They enjoyed seeing the frightened expressions of the people who were stabbed.

That disgusting face, arrogant and rampant.

"What's that look in your eyes, you little bastard? You want to kill me? Do you dare?"

The musket hit the back of the village chief's son's head, and a stream of blood quickly oozed out.

The pleasure of bullying those who couldn't resist made the man go crazy. He raised the musket in his hand again and pointed it at the old village chief: "Kneel down and lick my toes clean, and I will spare your father!"

Scholars can be killed but not humiliated.

The veins on the village chief's son's neck bulged, and his face was as ferocious as a beast, but he was still restraining himself. He looked at the smelly toes in front of him and slowly lowered his head.

He couldn't bear to see his father die in front of him.

The old village chief shook his head frantically: "Son, Dad is not afraid of death, don't..."

Before the old village chief could finish his words, his other leg was hit again, and a scream instantly resounded through the sky.

But among the screams, there were two sounds of falling.