Author: That sour candy

Zhang Ci patted her shoulder: "Being angry will hurt your liver, don't be angry. It's probably what the governor meant, and the county magistrate will arrange it. That Wu Oufu has that kind of hobby."

Chen Fan punched the air: "Let him be well..." She couldn't say those words in front of Zhang Ci.

"Don't worry, I'll let Xiang Jian make the arrangements. I don't want to get involved in this kind of thing." After Zhang Ci finished speaking, he went out.

Chen Zhongyan was waiting for him outside the door.

"What brings you here?"

Chen Zhongyan rolled his eyes at him: "You're asking questions knowingly. I want to ask you what dirty ideas those people have."

Zhang Ci frowned: "How can you, a child, think so complicatedly?"

Chen Zhongyan snorted softly: "I shouldn't think too simply."

"Your humming expression is quite similar to that of your eldest sister."

Chen Zhongyan snorted again: "She is my eldest sister now. I have to be somewhat similar to her. How are you going to deal with it?"

"I'll let Xiangjian make arrangements."

"That's okay. You just have to make arrangements..." Chen Zhongyan patted his arm, turned around and left.

Near noon, Huangye and Hongfeng drove ten cows to Yema Mountain.

The children all gathered around and jumped around the ten cows.

"Does everyone claim one cow?" Chen Ya asked. For the piglets raised in Zhuangzi, each child claimed one.

"Okay." Chen Fan smiled and nodded.

"There are only ten cows, which is not enough to divide." Liu Chenfeng was a little embarrassed.

"Just let the two of us take the lead." Liu Dingkang patted him on the shoulder.

"Xiaoya and I will take the lead together," Chen Zhongzhu said.

Chen Zhongmei made a suggestion: "How about drawing lots."

Everyone agreed and picked the largest cow, which was designated as No. 1 and was claimed by two people. The other cows were also numbered.

There were ready-made number cards at home. Chen Fan shuffled the cards and everyone started grabbing them.

Chen Ya was the youngest, so everyone asked her to catch it first. She caught No. 5, a beautiful cow. She was very happy and tied one of her hairbands to the horns of the cow.

Liu Dingkang and Liu Chenfeng did not draw the same number and claimed two bulls respectively.

The ones who claimed the No. 1 cow were Chen Yue and Chen Zhongyan. Chen Fan and Zhang Ci looked at each other and smiled: How come it happened to be these two people?

The cowshed had been built long ago. The children cheered and led the cows into the cowshed, gave them water and grass. In the evening, they drove the cows to the fields to graze.

Zhang Ci and Chen Fan stood side by side, watching them from a distance.

"We should really raise a few more cows to give them enough to play with," Zhang Ci said with a smile.

Eleven children sat on the back of the cow, and the boys played the flute. The melodious flute sound echoed in the mountains and attracted many children.

Some children were obviously fatter than two months ago and had more life in their eyes; some were still thin and even more sad. They stood or sat, listening quietly.

"Where have all the people died? Have all the work been done? Are you allowed to stop working and come here to listen to people playing the flute? Those were the days of wealthy people, what does it have to do with you?" One

The woman came over cursing. The two children were so frightened that they quickly stood up and ran towards home.

Several children stood up and looked around. When they saw that their family members were not looking for them, they continued to watch the flute player.

Another villager came looking for her. A broken gong's voice rang out: "Can't you hear it at home? You have to come here to listen!" As he said this, he picked up a palm as big as a cattail leaf fan and slapped a little girl. The little girl was there.

He rolled on the ground twice before he could escape the slap, but he got even more vicious curses from the man.

Chen Fan glanced at Zhang Ci, who nodded slightly: "I recognize them and asked Yuan Lizheng to talk to them. If they can't change things, I won't give them the land next time."

Chen Fan also recognized them. After all, the four villages around Yema Mountain totaled only sixty-seven households. When he was working before, those faces had been in front of Chen Fan for several days.

Is listening to the sound of the flute the same as watching someone play the flute? It's different. What the children see is the beautiful feeling: the sunset, the birds returning to their nests, a group of children sitting leisurely on the back of a cow, the flute player

The postures are mesmerizing and the melodious music makes people happy.

Those scoldings destroyed this beautiful artistic conception and most likely planted the seeds of resentment, jealousy and even hatred in the hearts of those children.

The sweet potatoes have been harvested, and the ground needs to be plowed and some green manure buried.

As usual, there are classes in the morning, and the plowing work is done in the afternoon. It is not much, with about ten children plowing one acre of land. The rest of the land is done by hiring villagers.

There are several elderly people in the nursing home team, all of whom have been farmers for decades. Asking them to teach children to plow is actually more difficult than plowing the land themselves.

The villagers who had not been hired looked at it with sour eyes and talked about it.

"Why are these dolls also plowing the fields? Aren't they all young masters and ladies?" someone murmured.

"What young master and young lady? Aren't they all farmers? They are all adopted wild children." The man with a broken gong voice yelled loudly.

Chen Zhongzhu's face turned red and he tightly grasped the plow handle with both hands.

Old Liu Tou held his hand: "Relax, relax, don't let those bastards affect your mood. Just treat it like a dog barking."

Chen Zhongzhu took a few deep breaths and continued to plow the fields with Old Liu Tou.

Chen Zhongpur gritted his teeth and looked at Chen Zhongmei: "Your endurance is getting better and better."

Chen Zhongmei kept his hands and feet: "If you are easily influenced by others, how can you judge the case fairly? These people are free whetstones to sharpen me."

Chen Zhongchun deeply agreed: "Yes, villains can be seen everywhere, and slander can happen at any time. If I can't stand even this, how can I withstand greater storms?" After saying this, he felt calm.

The two children of the Liu family looked at each other, said in unison: "Calm down!" and continued plowing.

The voice with a broken gong's voice continued: "It sounds like it's a good intention, but it's not just to find more people to work. Babies, don't be deceived! They adopted you just to treat you like cattle and horses, but

Don’t treat her like a good person!”

With a "pop" sound, a lump of dirt hit Poluo Throne's face, and the broken dirt burst into his mouth, where he kept spitting out the mud.

Chen Yue walked up to him with a straight face: "We shed our own sweat, eat our own food, and do our own work. It's none of your business! If I hear your dirty words again, I'll interrupt you."

tooth!"

Poluosheng opened his mouth to curse, but when he saw the fierceness in Chen Yue's eyes, he couldn't help but shrink his neck.

Chen Fan looked at Zhang Ci: "Didn't Shangli Zheng educate them last night?"

Zhang Ci held on to the plow and walked forward: "If education is useful once, why do we need laws? Some people are vicious when they don't have enough to eat, and they become even more vicious after they have been full for several days and have strength."

Chen Fan didn't look at the reaction of the crowd. Xiang Jian and Chu Sheng were much better at observing words and expressions than she was, so they would naturally observe them all clearly.
Chapter completed!