Bring your aunt to eat big meat, the scumbag father's family is furious

Song Ruier walked towards Datian Village in a daze, crying as she walked.

He couldn't accept this result.

Jealousy and resentment surged in his heart. Were Song Laosan's new children very smart and outstanding? What was wrong with him?

The Qiao family doesn't like him, and even his own father doesn't want him.

The more Song Ruier thought about it, the sadder she became. She sat on the side of the road and burst into tears.

After crying for two hours, night slowly fell.

Song Ruier's eyes, swollen like walnuts, stared into the air, full of resentment.

He decided to study hard and put all his heart into it. Only in this way would his powerful father pay him more attention.

After making sure that everyone had left and going to a few villages away, Qiao Jianer asked Dacheng and Dayong to guard outside, and then took a bag of silver out of the pit.

Those people searched everywhere, even climbed onto the roof, and knocked on the ground and walls to see if there was a secret compartment, but the cesspool was so stinking that they refused to come in.

Old Mrs. Qiao fetched a bucket of water and rinsed the bag with it, making it clean.

All twenty-two taels of silver were taken out.

"My dear, it almost fell into the hands of those thieves." Old Mrs. Qiao held the white silver and ran into the house to put it away.

Old man Qiao sat under the eaves smoking a pipe, listening to the crying sounds around him, his face filled with sorrow.

"It will take at least a year for the tax to subside. I hope these people will leave and won't come back."

"Whether they will come again depends on whether the North can win the battle." Qiao Lian'er only hoped that the formations she wrote for Fang Hong to take away could play a role.

It would be best to severely damage the northern tribal alliance, severely damaging its vitality and preventing it from moving south for ten or twenty years.

The night shrouded the sky and the earth, with stars and the moon above the sky, and Datian Village was hazy yet clear.

The Qiao family ate dinner but didn't have much appetite.

At lunch, everyone felt relieved to have survived, and since they were highly regarded by Chu Zhuo, they were quite enthusiastic.

But now, the whole village is filled with a sad atmosphere, and there are always cries in their ears. After listening to it for a long time, the Qiao family felt much gloomier.

They are all from the same village and usually help each other. How could they be willing to see their fellow villagers fall into such a situation?

Old Man Qiao said, "Wait until tomorrow and invite the fourth son of the Zhao family to come and take a look at the period."

"First, choose a date and go to Lingjia Village to propose marriage. Then, set a date and hold both the bridal party and the wedding banquet together."

"No, we have to postpone the marriage." Qiao Jianer shook her head.

"Why, Jianer?" asked Feng.

Dayong also looked at Qiao Jianer anxiously, wondering if anything would happen again.

"Let's wait until all the tax collectors have withdrawn from the southern region. Hosting a banquet will cost a lot of money, so it's best not to attract their attention."

"Even if the family makes money now, they have to keep a low profile. Song Lao San is also keeping an eye on the Qiao family. After a while, my eldest brother and his men will have a firm foothold in the camp and it will be safer."

Think about it, everyone.

Old Mrs. Qiao made the decision: "Then go and propose marriage first."

After finishing her meal, Qiao Zhizhi went to the woodshed to get some firewood to boil a big pot of water. She looked up inadvertently and saw clusters of flames appearing on the road above. Someone was coming with torches, and there were more and more torches.

"Where are these people going at this hour of night?"

Qiao Jianer also came out after finishing his meal. A sea of ​​fire gradually formed on the road above.

It can be seen that these people are ordinary villagers. What are they doing with such a commotion so late at night?

There were so many people, at least several hundred, which made people feel more stressed.

She was also puzzled. She originally thought that these people were passing through Datian Village, but she didn't expect that when they reached the intersection, they would come down directly from there.

Not good!

"Everyone, come out quickly." said Qiao Lianer.

There was a hint of urgency in her tone, and the Qiao family quickly put down their dishes and left the kitchen.

The Qiao family was surprised to see so many people holding torches entering the village.

The firelight illuminated the faces of those people, and some of them were recognized by the Qiao family.

"Liu Lao San, Li Lao Da, and Chen Lao Po from Sunjiatun—"

“They are all villagers from Sunjiatun.”

"Yes, the one in charge is Lin Lizheng from Sunjiatun." Old man Qiao nodded.

"Why are they coming to our Datian Village at this time, with so many people coming? What are they doing?" Boss Qiao wondered.

Qiao Dayong took a closer look and immediately became alert: "Did you see their hands? The hands hiding behind their backs are holding weapons."

Only then did everyone notice that some of the Sunjiatun villagers had one hand behind their backs, and some of them had not hidden their weapons well and had their weapons exposed.

Axe, stick, iron rod, shovel——

"Oh no! They're here to cause trouble." Old Mrs. Qiao said quickly, "Everyone, go get your weapons."

The Qiao family took action immediately.

Suddenly, screams were heard from the entrance to the village, and chaos broke out. People from Sunjiatun were seen rushing into the villagers' homes to steal food and move things.

There were so many people in Sunjiatun who started looting unexpectedly. The villagers of Datian Village were no match for them at all. They were pinned to the ground and watched helplessly as the little remaining food was snatched away, roaring and wailing.

No, at this time, the whole village must unite to fight back. Otherwise, if such a large group of people try to snatch them one by one, the people of Datian Village will be no match for them.

There was a gong and drum in the house, so Qiao Lianer quickly climbed up the courtyard wall and then onto the roof.

She beat the gongs and drums hard, making them bang loudly.

"Oh no! The villagers from Sunjiatun are coming to Datian Village to steal food. Everyone, quickly gather your weapons and unite! They're already stealing. Everyone, hurry up and act!"

The girl's voice was clear and penetrating, floating over the village.

The villagers, immersed in pain, suddenly became alert and looked up, and sure enough, there were large areas of torches.

Everyone quickly picked up their weapons, shouted and rushed up.

The people of Sunjiatun did not want to see the people of Datian Village alarmed so quickly, but it didn't matter, as there were more people in their village and they were more reckless.

It's just a little bit of effort.

They also shouted and attacked the people of Datian Village.

"Master, how many people are there in Sunjiatun?" asked Qiao Jianer.

"There are a thousand people in their village. It's called Mang Village. They often band together to go to the mountains as bandits. They have a lot of experience in fighting."

Old man Qiao said anxiously, "There's no way we Datian Villagers can win."

"I'm afraid many people will die this evening, and the food will be stolen."

"Don't be afraid. One man in our Qiao family can beat ten, and one woman can beat five."

Old Mrs. Qiao said, "That's not enough. They have 400 more people."

"Never mind, let's charge forward first and suppress their arrogance. As long as they show their weakness and flee, we can win." said Qiao Laosan.

There is no point in saying these things since there is no absolute advantage in strength. Qiao Jianer grabbed Dayong.

"Brother Dayong, ride on Dahong and go to the camp immediately. You have a total of 300 soldiers. Send a response."