Dressed as a farmer's widow, she brought her daughter to stock up on food and reached the top

Chapter 320 Trouble comes from the mouth

Ma Ergun shouted carelessly and without restraint, "In my opinion, we should declare ourselves kings! When the time comes, we will be the masters of our own affairs. What will we be afraid of? What will a county magistrate mean then? We are all relatives of the emperor. We will have everything we want!"

The village chief's face turned ashen with rage. He sternly said, "Ma Ergun, watch your mouth! Trouble comes from the mouth. Do you know how to write these words? We in Futian Village have been good citizens for generations, living an honest life. We cannot have such rebellious thoughts!"

"If your nonsense gets out, our whole village will suffer! Wake up and stop thinking about nonsense all day long!" The village chief was breathing heavily, his chest heaving violently, obviously very angry at Ma Ergun's words.

The next day, Futian Village slowly woke up to life under the gentle caress of the morning light, just as it always did. Villagers on duty were already at the village entrance, their expressions focused and their eyes alertly watching any movement outside.

Unlike in the past, Futian Village now has a solid wall. At the entrance stands a tall, heavy, and sturdy wooden gate, giving people a sense of security. Next to the gate is a high observation tower, where villagers on duty can take in the distant scenery.

The villagers in the patrol team patrol the village with long guns, not missing any corner. Now Futian District is the richest village in the surrounding area.

The servants making sweet potato flour were busy in Xiuying's yard, laughing and chatting happily. Some were expertly stirring the starch slurry, while others were carefully drying the formed sweet potato flour. Practice makes perfect, and everyone has mastered the technique of making sweet potato flour.

Taohua was carefully examining the freshly cut angelica slices, carefully sorting them to ensure that each one met the requirements. From now on, the herbal medicine business would be hers, so she had to pay extra attention to it.

Shi Liu and Gui Hua were in another place, carefully checking the dried sweet potato flour. They exchanged a few words from time to time, and seemed to have forgotten about Luo Jing An.

The fourth and fifth sons squatted by, watching the village women skillfully making passion fruit dried and passion fruit candies without blinking. A Niang had said that the raw materials for making passion fruit dried were all in their hands, and that only they had the raw materials, and that even if others learned the skills, this business would not be taken away.

Lao Wu excitedly picked up a piece of freshly made passion fruit candy, trotted over to Shi Liu, and said with a smile on his face, "Second sister, try it! This is what my mother taught us to make."

My mother once said that if you feel bitter, give yourself a piece of candy and the bitterness will go away. Candy can bring people happiness, and my second sister just needs candy.

Shi Liu took the candy, took a bite, and after chewing it carefully, a satisfied smile appeared on her face. She said, "Mm, delicious! My mother's cooking skills are amazing, and her teachings are so good!"

In the main room, Awang was teaching Xiao Laoliu and Xiao Laoqi to recite the "Three Character Classic" in a serious manner.

Awang straightened his back, shaking his head and reciting: "When people are born, their nature is good. Natures are similar, but habits make them different..."

Little Laoliu sat on the chair, wiggling his butt like a restless little monkey. His eyes darted around, but he wouldn't look at Awang.

Little Lao Qi simply lay on the table, drawing circles on the surface with his fingers, muttering to himself: "Circles are round, circles are flat, circles are not as round as Awang's face."

Awang's eyes widened with anger, and he raised his voice and said, "Listen carefully! Repeat after me, 'The Beginning of Man'!"

Little Laoliu blinked his eyes and shouted, "Brother Awang, I'm hungry!"

Little Seven followed suit: "I'm hungry too, I want to eat!"

Awang slammed the table helplessly: "Memorize the text first!"

Little Six frowned and muttered, "At the beginning of life, at the beginning of life, Brother Wang, what does it mean to be at the beginning of life? Does it mean that people are like little pigs at the beginning?"

Little Seventh Laughed while clutching his stomach: "Sixth Sister is right, like a little pig, huff huff!"

Ah Wang was so angry that his face turned red and he almost fainted. He shouted loudly: "You two, I have never seen students as difficult to teach as you two! You...you two are the beginning of humanity!"

The two little guys smiled at each other, made a face, and continued to act naughty, making Awang laugh and cry, and going crazy.

Afan held the spear tightly in his hand and wiped it carefully again and again in the backyard. His focused expression seemed as if this was his hope. Every inch of the spear was wiped clean by him, shining with a cold light.

Yang's father was beside him, sharpening a large knife vigorously. The grinding stone and the blade made a "ho ho" sound. His forehead was covered with sweat, but he didn't bother to wipe it. His eyes were full of determination and resoluteness.

Yang's mother stood aside with a sad face, and said worriedly: "Life seemed to be getting better, but I didn't expect to encounter such a thing. What should I do?" As Yang's mother spoke, she sighed.

Father Yang suddenly stopped sharpening his knife and said through gritted teeth, "If that bastard official dares to steal the pomegranate, I will chop him down! If the court wants to kill someone, just kill me. I will never let that bastard official succeed and ruin my child's happiness!"

Hearing this, Yang's mother's eyes were instantly filled with tears again. She raised her hand to cover her mouth, trying hard to restrain herself, but she didn't dare to cry out loud. Her eyes were full of pain and helplessness.

clang clang clang......

The gong at the village entrance was struck rapidly. The sound was dull and loud, and three long blasts echoed over the village. When everyone heard this sudden gong sound, their faces suddenly changed, and they were instantly enveloped by panic and tension.

Without hesitation, Father Yang and Afan grabbed their weapons and ran out as swiftly as the wind. Father Yang gripped his freshly sharpened sword tightly, his eyes burning with anger; Afan shouldered his spear, his steps firm and powerful.

Shi Liu was no less brave than any man. She resolutely picked up the spear and followed closely behind them with no fear on her face.

The villagers rushed out of their homes and quickly gathered at the village entrance. Some held hoes, others clubs, their expressions serious and tense, ready to deal with the impending unknown crisis. The entire village was instantly filled with a tense atmosphere of battle.

The villagers standing on the watchtower looked nervous and shouted at the top of their voices, "People from the government office are here! There are so many people, it's a huge crowd! There's also the county magistrate's sedan chair in the middle of the team, it's such a grand scene!" The villagers' voices trembled with fear, and beads of sweat covered their foreheads.

"I see that the officers and soldiers are all holding weapons. They are coming with bad intentions! Everyone should be prepared!" He said while waving his hands downwards.

"What should I do? What should I do?" He kept muttering to himself, his heart filled with uneasiness and anxiety.