Nongmen ruffian concubine: ploughing the fields, planting buns

Chapter 43 Chen Jiangshi Comes Again
"It's all packed." Jiang Huzi asked Ding Shitou's opinion, and replied loudly.

Soon the voices of several men sounded from outside. It turned out that they checked each room one last time, and then hooked their claws on the purlins, wall cracks, doors and windows.

"Wow!"

Amidst the yelling, there was only a loud commotion, Ding Shishitou covered his head and face with the old shirt again, looking from afar, his heart ached.

30 taels of silver, she can't earn that much even if she lies dead for a month, and now this land is left.

"The old ones won't go! The new ones won't come! The old ones will go, and the new ones will be built!" Amidst the sound of firecrackers, the men shouted like singing.

They also wore self-made hoods, which tightly covered their mouths and noses.

The spectators are standing far away, so they are naturally less vulnerable to the waste soil and dust of the old houses, so protective measures are necessary.

After the dust dispersed, a ruin appeared in front of him, and his field of vision suddenly brightened.

"Ah! This is the rice vat that my cousin borrowed from my family back then. I thought it was lost, but it's here!"

Suddenly, a sharp female voice sounded with a tone of surprise.

Ding Shitou turned his head and immediately frowned. Chen Jiang came again.

This shrew is really lingering, and she is here to make trouble again.

"Aunt Chen, how many times have you been here in the past ten years? How did you discover this rice vat?" Jiang Huzi immediately choked, and the teenagers all burst into laughter.

The villagers watching the excitement here also laughed and said nothing.If this rice vat really belonged to Chen Jiang's family, he would have taken it back sooner.

The house has been vacant for more than ten years, and the Chen family moved out everything that could be taken from the house, and some small things were also taken away by the nearby villagers, leaving only a few broken farm tools and dilapidated household items.

If the village chief hadn't gotten angry later, these belongings might have been moved back to be used as firewood.

When Ding Shitou and the others came, there were only two broken beds, a dining table with missing legs, and two suitcases they brought back in the city this year.

The tables and stools at home were lent to them by the village public property.

Even if the water tank and rice tank are dirty and have gaps, no one wants to take the effort to move them home to occupy space.

As a result, Chen Jiangshi suddenly raised his voice, as if he had found a treasure he had lost many years ago.But everyone took a look at the lid of the rice tank and immediately understood what was going on.

It turned out that Chen Jiangshi lifted the lid of the cylinder and had a handful of noodles in his hand.

"Aunt Chen, the house has just been covered with dust, and you uncovered my rice vat. You deliberately let the dust fall on the surface and ruined my rations."

Ding Shitou walked over quickly and grabbed the cylinder head, questioning loudly and impolitely.

The house has already been demolished, and her new house will be built again. If this shrew dares to make trouble again, she will fight back like Jiang Huzi said!
"Aunt Chen has been thinking about something for a day or two. Everyone in the village knows it. It's just that she came to Ding's house early in the morning to make trouble, and now she is here to play tricks. She is really a bully!"

Jiang Huzi yelled again, and the teenagers scolded Chen Jiang's black heart, mischief, and being like a female bandit...

The people in the village wanted to criticize Chen Jiangshi a few words, but it was hard for them to speak up after hearing the teenagers scolding.

"Hey! I mean Jiang Huzi! Don't just bully my mother just because of your relationship with the village chief's family!"

Chen Jiang's face was blackened by the scolding, and he didn't have time to pay attention to Ding Shitou's seizure of the rice tank cover, so he put his hips on his hips and cursed at Jiang Huzi.

"What's the relationship with the village chief's family?" Suddenly a voice sounded displeased.

(End of this chapter)