Domineering Peasant Girl is Not Easy To Mess With

   Chapter 141 Carnival before the rainy season

   Mu Zhihong couldn't help but glance at her again and said, "Then, then less. Less..."

   Mrs Jiang hurriedly smiled and said, "How much is less suitable for you, village chief?"

   Village Chief Zhao thought that I don’t think it’s the most suitable! Of course, he knew that if he said this, Jiang Shi and Mu Zhihong would not agree, so he snorted, "Negotiate it yourself."

   The final price was 800 jin. Although Mu Zhihong was still not satisfied, there was no more trouble after all.

   A storm is over.

   Mu Qingli and Mo Yun thanked the village chief and left to go home.

   She couldn't help sighing to Mo Yun: "Oh, what a pity! Those skinned wolves shouldn't be thrown away! That's more than 800 catties!"

   Mo Yun gave her a deep "Pfft!" smile, glanced at her and said, "Are you sure you sent a wolf like that and he won't ask you for skins?"

   Mu Qingli said: "What he wants is meat, he didn't say he wants skin!"

   Mo Yunshen laughed loudly, "My lady is right!"

   Mu Zhihong and Mrs Jiang returned home, without having to ask Mu Zhihong, Mrs Jiang first explained the reason for her retreat, and Mu Zhihong thought about it, it really was the case. It would be bad if the village chief and his family misunderstood. They couldn't help but feel a pain in the flesh, gnashing their teeth and saying that Mu Qingli and Mo Yunshen were cheap.

   By this time, the rainy season is getting closer and closer. Recently, the weather has changed significantly. The clouds in the sky seem to be a lot lower, and the sun is not as warm as before.

   As usual, before the rainy season, the village will hold a grand dinner party in the main square.

  Every family donated a portion of food and firewood, and at night, piles of bonfires were lit in the square, and everyone gathered together happily.

   This year is no exception.

   Every year, 80 fires are lit, and there will be a super large fire in the middle, surrounded by small fires, and about twenty or thirty people will be a group.

   Every year, the village chief will assign someone to be responsible for arranging this.

   Firewood is that each family takes the initiative to carry two bundles to the square, and a special person counts them.

   There is also a special person who collects the meat and other foods that can be buried in the fire, such as taro, yam, etc., which can be buried in the fire, and is cleaned in a centralized manner. The baskets are packed and distributed according to the fire.

   As for the biggest bonfire, of course, is the position of the village chief and other elders who have status and respect in the village.

   There is no regulation on how much food each family should hand over, but in principle, it depends on the population and wealth of each family.

   Some people have more families, and some people have fewer families. If the family is really difficult, the meaning will be fine. Some people are generous and rich, and they will pay two or three times their share.

  For example, the village chief’s family produces a lot every year. The year before last, it was a basket of yam, taro, a sheep, and 100 catties of venison; last year, it was a whole deer and half a basket of yam.

   Such gatherings are held twice a year, once before the rainy season and once before winter.

   The atmosphere in the whole village suddenly became lively, full of laughter and laughter.

   Each household began to invite friends and companions, and agreed to a group of those people. When the number of people was almost the same, they went to the village chief's house to sign up and talk.

   After all, there are elders in the family who do not divide the family. Often there are 11 or 2 or more family members. Two families with a large population, or three or four families with a small population, form a group.

Mu Qingli and Mo Yunshen didn't care how much food they paid, anyway, they didn't lack. However, when they thought of going with Mu Zhihong and Mu Zhizhong, let alone the two of them, plus the two children were full of food. unwilling.

  Especially when I think of one more time before winter, I am even more unhappy…

   In Mu Qingli's words, facing them, don't say they can eat anything, they will spit out the meal overnight.

   And Xiaoyaer and Xiaoluan said that they couldn't eat it at all, and they didn't dare to eat it.

   However, as juniors, Mo Yunshen has no family here. According to the established rules, they have to go with their elders...

   Mu Qingli decided decisively, and there was nothing he could do. At any rate, he asked a few powerful people to take care of him, so he found Gao Dashan, A Yuan, and Aunt Tang, and asked them to join.

   Gao Dashan and A Yuan don't care, especially A Yuan, who is very happy to be with Mu Qingli and Mo Yunshen, but Aunt Tang is reluctant to be with Jiang Shi and Mu Zhihong.

   Even if you didn’t know it before, but after getting so close to Mu Qingli and the others, you naturally understand a little bit.

  Aunt Tang is not very willing to associate with such people.

   But seeing that Xiaoyaer and Xiaoluan were pitiful, they agreed with a smile.

  Therefore, the two Mu Zhihong brothers, together with Mu Qingli, Gao Dashan, and another small family they were looking for, formed a group.

Jiang Shi and Mu Fangping were reluctant to join Gao Dashan and A Yuan, because it was clear that those two belonged to Mu Qingli's "group" of dead girl, and the mother and daughter did not dare to confront Gao Dashan. How about A Yuan, but he despised them in his heart.

  But Mu Zhihong and Mu Zhizhong are very happy to be with them, not because of anything else, because Gao Dashan Ayuan is a good hunting expert. It's certainly not a bad thing to have a good relationship with them.

   Before Jiang Shi had time to speak, Mu Qingli spoke first and lured Mu Zhihong into agreeing, and it was hard for them to say anything.

   In the afternoon of this day, the whole village was full of jubilation.

A lot of meat has to be washed and cut into pieces, and every household has people running to help. When the sun is gradually setting, the elderly and children from every household are dispatched together, and they come to this huge square in the west of the village one after another. There are people walking around and laughter everywhere.

   On weekdays, every ten days is an exchange day in the village.

   On this day, if anyone has surplus fruit, prey, vegetables, yam and other food, and anything else they want to exchange, they can use it to set up a stall here and exchange goods with others.

   As for how to agree to exchange, it depends entirely on the intentions of both parties to the transaction, and there are no rules.

   Of course, forced exchange is prohibited. If someone reports to the village chief, they will have their things confiscated.

  There are often villagers who come to visit in the lower village, and from time to time the people from the upper village also visit them on the fixed exchange day of the lower village.

  This large square is all paved with flat stones. I don’t know how many years of wind and frost have gone through, revealing the vicissitudes of life and ancient times. The stones have been polished by the years to be very smooth and smooth.

  In the front and center of the square, there is a locust tree that our ancestors did not know where to get it, which means "cherishing". As for what you miss? Of course it's the outside world.

  The old locust tree is very old. It is estimated to be more than six meters in diameter and more than ten feet high. The canopy is like a cover.

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   Ask for collections and recommendation tickets! By the way, I recommend the 11th ending article "The peasant girl is in charge, pick up a general to farm"

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