Let’s split up if we want to. I have a system, so who should I be afraid of?

When the villagers heard the prefect say that they could take the pork home, they were even more delighted.

The village head waved his arms and directed several strong young men to carry the pork over, while constantly reminding them: "Everyone line up, don't squeeze, everyone will get a share."

At first, everyone was a little reserved and just stared at the fat pig with eyes full of desire.

But soon, someone in the crowd shouted, "Come and divide the meat!"

In an instant, the villagers rushed up like a tide.

Old Zhang rolled up his sleeves, his face flushed, and pushed forward with all his might, shouting, "Give my family more food! We haven't had meat in a long time."

Old Li was not to be outdone, and while squeezing in, he shouted, "Don't push, don't push, everyone gets a share."

At this time, Zhao Cuihua, who had already divided the meat once, also rushed over. There was greed in her eyes and she completely disregarded others.

She relied on her strength to squeeze forward, pushing others aside as she did so, and yelled, "Get out of the way! I have a large family, so give me more meat."

Everyone was very dissatisfied with her behavior and started to criticize her, but Zhao ignored them and continued to fight for it arrogantly.

Although the women were weak, they were not willing to fall behind. They held their baskets tightly and prepared to load the meat.

Children were running around in the crowd, excitedly shouting, "There's meat to eat, there's meat to eat!"

The adults were fighting over the pork and joking with each other, and laughter filled the air.

The big and second oxen who were in charge of dividing the meat were very busy. They tried their best to maintain order and shouted loudly: "Don't rush, come one by one."

But the villagers were so enthusiastic that they could not hear what Da Niu and Er Niu said at all.

In the crowd, everyone showed each other the pork they had grabbed and shared the joy.

The old people looked at the lively scene with gratified smiles on their faces, and the children were running around and playing in the crowd. For them, a day with meat to eat was a festival.

The whole scene was extremely lively, with laughter and shouts intertwined.

The strong breath of life hits you in the face.

After distributing the pork, the villagers gradually dispersed with their share of the harvest, feeling satisfied.

After the banquet, the crowd had gradually dispersed, leaving only a few scattered busy figures.

As soon as the banquet was over, the prefect started to have some ulterior motives.

He was seen sneaking towards Su Panpan's yard without telling his entourage, the county magistrate and the village head.

His solemn official uniform was now twisted and distorted by his walking, and his majesty had long been thrown out of the window.

The prefect quietly came to Su Panpan's yard, looked left and right, and after making sure that no one noticed, he cleared his throat and tried to look serious.

He lowered his head slightly, his eyes shining, his mouth wide open, revealing a row of white teeth. He said with a grin, "Miss Su, do you have any leftover braised pork? This prefecture wants to take some back to satisfy my mother's craving. Your cooking skills are even better than the chef at Yuejiu Pavilion. I want my mother to try some and see your cooking skills."

Su Panpan was tidying up in the yard. She was startled when she heard a sudden noise.

When she saw that it was the prefect, she opened her eyes wide in surprise, her cherry mouth opened wide, and her face was full of disbelief.

I secretly muttered in my heart: "Oh, this old fox, he comes here secretly."

She deliberately joked, "Sir, are you here incognito to ask for meat?"

The prefect scratched his head awkwardly, chuckled, and said, "Miss Su, please don't laugh at me. It's just that the braised pork tastes so tempting!"

Su Panpan was also happy. She quickly packed up the remaining braised pork and handed it to the prefect, then looked straight at the prefect.

The prefect was so perceptive that he immediately understood the meaning in her eyes.

He sighed slightly, a trace of emotion in his eyes, and slowly said: "Han Jingrui is going to escort the grain to the front line, and he will leave tonight."

After saying this, a hint of solemnity and concern appeared in his eyes. His slightly furrowed brows and tightly pursed lips revealed his worry about Han Jingrui.

Su Panpan was shocked when she heard the news. Her eyes became complicated and she opened her mouth, wanting to say something but didn't know where to start.

The prefect looked at Su Panpan's reaction and seemed to understand a little bit.

"Miss Su, don't worry. Han Jingrui is a lucky guy and will definitely return safely." He patted Su Panpan's shoulder gently, trying to look serious.

After saying this, the prefect quickly took the braised pork and slipped away with his back hunched, like a child who had done something bad and was afraid of being discovered.

Only Su Panpan was left standing there alone, looking at the prefect's receding back.

Just as the prefect was leaving in a hurry with the braised pork, Qin Mu, Xiaoxiao, Qin Xiao and Yueyue happened to come over.

When they saw the prefect's hurried back and furtive look, they all showed surprised expressions.

Qin Mu's eyes widened, his mouth dropped open in disbelief, and he whispered, "Huh? Isn't that the prefect? ​​What is he doing?"

Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and giggled, her eyes curved into crescents, and said, "Haha, the prefect also has such a lovely side."

Qin Xiao scratched his head and said with a puzzled look, "I didn't expect that the prefecture craved braised pork so much. It's really interesting."

Yueyue blinked her big eyes and said thoughtfully, "The braised pork made by mom is really delicious."

The four of them were talking to each other, their faces filled with happy smiles, as if they had just witnessed a very funny farce.

At night, the watery moonlight sprinkles on the earth, covering the entire village with a layer of mysterious silver gauze.

Su Panpan tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep.

Suddenly, there was a slight sound outside the yard. The sound was particularly clear in the silent night, as if the prelude to war was quietly playing.

Su Panpan's heart moved, and she stood up gently and walked to the window.

Her long hair fell on her shoulders like silk, shimmering with a soft luster in the cold moonlight.

The moonlight was like silver, quietly shining on her body, making her look like a fairy.

At this time, the wind blew quietly, and the leaves rustled, as if whispering of uneasiness.

Through the window, Su Panpan saw a long team passing slowly.

The people at the front of the team held torches, and the blazing flames danced in the night sky, illuminating the road ahead and casting swaying black shadows.

The torches formed a winding line of fire, swaying slightly as the team moved forward.