How to survive in poverty: I use a simulator to farm

Chapter 53: Going to the village chief’s house for evaluation
Seeing Chen Yixuan leading someone away from the house, Chen Feiyan hesitated and stopped them.

"Wait a minute, I'm going too!"

Chen Yixuan turned around and picked her up.After letting her sit on his arm, he ordered his second mute son.

"Xiaoer, now I will ask your mother, your brother and uncle to go to the village chief to reason! You take care of your brothers and sisters, keep an eye on your aunt, and guard the house. If you encounter any strongman, go to the village chief quickly. Find us at home!”

Wang Xiaoer listened and nodded heavily.

There was still a vague um um um in his mouth.

Wang Yingying, who was standing in the room, glanced at Chen Feiyan who was sitting on Chen Yixuan's arm uncertainly, then looked at her man with a worried look and said: "Master, do you want our son to go with you?" ?”

Chen Yixing shook his head: "No need."

He knew his son's nature.Afraid of pain, itching, and blood.I also don’t like to see the dark side of the world.

Later, they went to the village chief to reason.Whether it was the village chief or Xini, who felt that the truth was on his family's side and taught these dozen daring boys a lesson... it was probably something he didn't want to see.

Just when he urged Wang Yingying to go back to the house quickly to avoid being injured by the night wind and catch a cold, Chen Yixuan hugged his wife, holding the hemp rope that tied up a dozen boys, and walked quickly to the village chief Chen Qi The two families left.

Those dozen boys saw that Chen Yixuan was so tough. They just threw a pile of yellow mud on his door, but he was so violent with them, and even tied them up and took them to the village chief's house.

Some boys who were afraid of being whipped by their fathers and brothers struggled wildly.

"You're an outsider, why do you treat me like this? Do you know who my father is? According to seniority, the village chief is still my third uncle!"

Chen Yixuan looked at him expressionlessly, picked up the spare hemp rope, tied his feet, and immediately pushed him to the ground.

"The village chief is your third uncle. Isn't that amazing? Tell me, you guys attacked my house in the middle of the night. Was it the village chief who asked you to do it?"

That boy didn't dare to throw dirty water on the village chief.

Because everyone knows that the village chief of Chenjia Village is still the chief of their Chen clan.

If they were punished by name by the village chief, their entire family would be ostracized by others.

At that time, good things will not happen to his family, but bad things will happen every day.

Like the errands sent by the imperial court, for example, every autumn and winter, their village sends dozens of villagers to the county to clean up the mud in the outer and inner rivers.

Those who have not offended the village chief will only get their turn after a few years.Those who offended the village chief would be sent there every year under various pretexts.

Just doing this simple labor is all.What I was most afraid of was going to the upper reaches of the Youshui River to clear the silt and pick up sand to solidify the embankment.

As long as the labor is required, the government will not pay for it.Instead, ordinary people like them bring their own dry food.

When he thought of the power of the village chief, the teenage boy rolled his eyes and suddenly threatened Chen Yixuan.

"You outsider, please let me go! Otherwise, when you get to the village chief later, I will ask him to drive you away."

Chen Yixuan suddenly laughed after hearing this.He shook his head, holding the rope on his chest with one hand, and walked quickly to the village chief's house.

A total of less than 700 meters of road.Chen Yixuan arrived in a short while.

Chen Yixuan's eldest son is very conscious.He rushed to the front and knocked hard on the door of the village chief's house.In the ancient countryside, poor rural people could not light oil lamps.Because there is no money.

They only need to wait until dark every day, simply drink some gruel, and then go to bed.Before dawn tomorrow morning, they would have to work in the fields again.

They were all asleep when Chen Yixuan's eldest son, Chen Xiaoyi, knocked on the door.Suddenly hearing a knock on the door, the village chief's daughter-in-law, Ma, frowned and pushed her husband hard beside her.

"Master, get up quickly! If we ask people from outside to knock on it, our door will be broken down!"

Mr. Ma is an extremely picky person.According to many people, she knows how to live a good life.

The wooden door at home is made of fir wood purchased the year before last.

Originally, this wooden board was used to make a coffin board for her. Later, only a lid was built for the coffin, which was not oiled or painted. Because of her fate, she never drank a bowl of medicine, so she recovered from a serious illness. I survived.

The sons felt that it would cost one tael of silver to buy a few more fir trees and hire someone to build the coffin box, which was too expensive.After discussing it with their father, they decided to modify the coffin board and replace the dilapidated door at home as a new door.

Just like this, a wooden board as thick as a finger still cost his family a full three hundred coins!
Seeing that the new door at home was too expensive, Mrs. Ma sometimes wished she could really die, so she quickly held the funeral and collected the money for the banquet.Later, she listened to her eldest daughter-in-law's advice, saying that when she died one day, the family would hire a carpenter to change the wooden door into a coffin board... and then she gave up the idea in her heart.

So now in Ma's eyes, people outside are not knocking on her door, but on the coffin board where she will sleep in the future!

If the coffin board is broken, how will she sleep in the future? !
Feeling too anxious, Ma got up cursing.

All the sons, daughters-in-law, grandchildren, etc. of the village chief Chen Qiliang were all woken up by her when they heard her yelling and yelling along with the gradually getting heavier knocks on the door. stand up.

After getting dressed, Ma took a fire stick and opened the door aggressively.

Suddenly seeing a tall man like Chen Yixuan blocking the door of her house with a mighty aura, she was so worried and frightened that she screamed like a rooster several times in the night.

"Master, a thief is coming! A thief is coming!"

The whirring sound made Chen Qiliang feel extremely irritable.

When he walked out of the door, he found that standing at the door were Chen Yixuan, his brother Chen Yixing, and a bunch of boys whose hands or feet were tied up with hemp ropes. He frowned and yelled at his wife Ma's son's sentence.

"Stop yelling!"

"This is a bolt! Have you forgotten?"

After hearing this, Ma turned around and took a closer look.When she found that standing at the door of her house was indeed Shuan Zi, whom she had not seen for several years, she immediately covered her chest and said.

"Damn it, I didn't recognize it just now..."

"Shuanzi, how come you have changed so much after not seeing each other for a few years? Look at you now, you are stronger than before! You look much more blessed..."

Hearing her chattering, Chen Qiliang waved his hand to her and said impatiently: "Okay, old lady, please stop nagging. Go back and rest first!"

After all the female family members returned to the house, Chen Qiliang stood in the yard with his hands behind his back, looked at Chen Yixuan with a pleasant look and said, "Shuanzi, why are you tying up these young boys at this late hour?"

"What did they do to make you do this?"

(End of this chapter)