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Chapter 200 Village Life

 Mr. Xiao finished his work and stretched, only to find two unfamiliar faces standing at the door.

He turned to the scarred man and asked, "Who are these two?"

"The two outsiders brought back by my father-in-law just entered Daping Township today."

Zhong Sheng brought Wei Bohou forward to meet Mr. Xiao.

Although I can't tell the details of Mr. Xiao for the time being, Mr. Feng Shui talks about gods and ghosts.

In Daping Township, the person who seems to be the most suspicious is Mr. Xiao.

"You two, Daping Township is a good place. If you settle here, you can look forward to a good life."

Mr. Xiao pointed to himself, "I am a native of Daping Township. I worked outside in my early years and later returned to my hometown."

"The world is turbulent, but only my hometown is a peaceful paradise."

The young man on the side was in a good mood and echoed, "Mr. Xiao is the most promising person in Daping Township."

If it weren't for Ke Shu's dignity, the scarred man would have resisted and wanted to teach me a lesson.

At this moment, there is no commotion anywhere in the village.

Before the scarred man left, Mr. Xiao was very angry, "Thief army man, smelly Qiu Si, I think he is a thief."

The group left the thatched cottage in the mountain and walked up the mountain road.

In recent days, many families have come to see me, and the look in their eyes seems to be that they are looking for a son-in-law.

Ke Shu and Mr. Xiao followed the scarred man, digging soil, opening a kiln, and firing bricks and tiles. They were tired.

"Brother, it's better to be a weak thief!"

Upon hearing this, Mr. Xiao's face changed, and his fingers turned white while holding the scroll.

It should be noted that in my mind, this little brother is a murderer who kills embryos as soon as he agrees with them, and will kill them as soon as his temper breaks out.

"It's also bad."

"Daping Township is far away from the hustle and bustle, and the folk customs are simple and simple. There is no custom of burning incense and worshiping altars."

The young men roared, the children cried in fright, and the animals ate and barked, but they concealed the sound of the gong, which was loud and loud.

One night outside, Mr. Xiao suffered from back pain and complained repeatedly, "You have experienced that kind of pain since before you left home."

Building a house is a small project, requiring at most dozens of strong laborers. But right now, before the autumn harvest, there are enough manpower.

In just a few days, Zhong Shengqi became the most popular guy in Xiaopingxiang’s marriage market.

"Stop scolding, they also have bad intentions."

Mr. Xiao sighed and complained again and again, "That's not a special village. I want to know what it is."

Letting such a heroic figure work as a coolie is simply an insult, but I can bear it!

The scarred man was in the crowd, shouting in a low voice.

……

"Not yet. His brother has a bad look in his eyes and his thief nature is hard to get rid of. He needs to be more careful with me."

The direction from which the gong sounds came gathered torches from all directions.

Zhong Shengshang turned around consciously and looked at the end of the clouds and mist. He suddenly discovered that the thatched cottage was like an eye, looking down from above and gathering all the plains in the mountains, including the fields and villages, into his sight.

Ke Shu spoke, surprising his eldest brother.

Taking this opportunity, I also got to know a small number of young laborers outside the village.

Forget it, I can’t find out anything today.

Something happened!

"The people who set up the altar are a mixed bag of dragons and snakes, and most of them are heretics. Their methods are bloody and cruel, and they will destroy families and destroy families."

"Seven of you, please lend a hand. They are new here and have food and accommodation. Give them a chance to work."

Besides, Zhong Sheng doesn’t even have a donkey, which is the most popular animal among farmers.

Zhong Sheng said seriously, "He is worried. If I dare to keep my hands and feet clean, you can beat me to death."

It seems that Xiaopingxiang is peaceful at night!

I glanced at Mr. Xiao and then said to Zhong Sheng, "There is no shame in being a weak thief. It's all forced by the world. After leaving Xiaoping Township, as long as he changes his ways, some people will dislike him."

……

As soon as I got there, there was a slow sound of gongs knocking from the window, and the sound of footsteps was slow and mixed.

There are no locals, nor any locals who accidentally wandered into this place. Now we are all as close as one family, and we share each other's feelings.

Eighty-two days passed in succession, with winds and waves, but they just made it through.

I was quite cold-hearted and brought quilts, food, and some oil and salt, saying that I would lend them to us first, and the work done in the past few days would soon be offset.

"Winter will begin in two to eight months. Once the busy period is over, we can buy them winter clothes."

I am very weak, but I am also very down-to-earth and hard-working. If two people can lift a piece, I can pick up one or four pieces alone, and I am still out of breath.

The little man with the scar raised his little thumb and was full of praise for Ke Shu. Even the young man who was about to get married was grateful to me.

When Ke Shuying heard this, he became angry, are our brothers migrant workers? Who are you talking about?

"He's coming too."

Zhong Sheng took the ancient sword, Mr. Xiao took the slingshot, and the seven of them took the skip and followed the footsteps of the surrounding villagers.

"Listen to your advice, he will take care of me for the rest of his life, so he will have to suffer a little before he learns to be bad."

Zhong Sheng grabbed Mr. Xiao, put on his clothes and went out. He saw the lights being lit from the windows of various houses.

"Habits make you bad."

Usually, Zhong Sheng spent a lot of effort on a project that several people worked together on. He just lifted and pushed it with his hands and it was done in the blink of an eye.

For farmers, the criteria for choosing a son-in-law are not that they are weak and can work hard, but that they are down-to-earth and lively.

"Brother Pang Han, lay down the soil, bake the bricks and tiles, erect the pillars and beams, and don't bother him as much."

"You think the suspicion of Wei Bohou outside the mountain is very small, like..."

When the little man with the scar saw Zhong Sheng and Ke Shuying, his eyes lit up. They were ready-made young and strong laborers.

"Brother, let's go!"

As a result, Zhong Sheng’s performance spread to various households through the mouths of his co-workers.

In comparison, Mr. Xiao is just too good. He works too hard, eats too much, and has a frighteningly bright 'thief' eye.

"This gentleman, a man who keeps his own integrity, must not contaminate the altar of incense."

Several hurried figures walked past the door. Seeing the empty hands of the seven people, they reminded, "Take down the bucket and fight the ghosts."

"When men come to the back, old people and children come to the front, they will be confused."

Fighting ghosts?

"Excuse me."

The scarred man found an unused house in the village for Zhong Sheng and Mr. Xiao to stay temporarily.

To say that the seven of us have quickly integrated into the environment when we first arrived, Zhong Sheng deserves the least credit.

The origin of Wei Bohou is definitely unique.

"That's a big prize, that's a big prize."

Precisely because of the absence of Zhongsheng, the setback of the new house was shortened by half, which was more than enough time to reach the selected auspicious date.

Mr. Xiao became excited, "It's true, little brother, isn't he just waiting for that day?"

Even so, people must be employed everywhere.

Zhong Sheng looked at the ground. There was half a bucket of various grains, brought by the scarred man, for eating.

Ke Shuying was so exhausted from doing ordinary people's work, but Zhong Sheng was exhausted and panting, and still had no energy left.

Zhong Sheng suddenly asked, "Mr. Xiao, have you ever heard of any incense altars with red flowers and blue leaves near the countryside?"

Every plant, tree, brick and tile in the village must be arranged according to my guidance. What is the ultimate goal?

"Lang Jun, he is the one who does the work!"
Chapter completed!
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