Chapter 151 The Eve of the Battle

Author: That sour sugar

Chapter 151 The Eve of the Battle

Chen Fan looked at them and said, "Everyone has worked hard for a while, and the rice in the fields has grown very well."

The villagers smiled shyly.

"Tomorrow we will start harvesting rice, and everyone will take good care of the family. If the children who are too young cannot work and the elderly are unable to move, they will be sent to another village for unified care. Take lunch to the field, don't

Go home to cook and have a meal. Do you know why you should do this?" Chen Fan asked them.

The villagers looked at each other and became silent.

A man named Suolin said, "Is there really someone coming to grab the food?"

Chen Fan smiled: "Do you think those people are not jealous?"

Suo Lin shook his head.

Another villager named Youcai said, "There are so many people who are greedy. There are still people in our village who are always wandering around there. Two nights ago, someone wanted to secretly cut rice, but was found and beaten.

It’s really amazing that the guards in another village can be discovered so dark.”

Suo Lin looked at him in confusion: "Why haven't those squire sent someone to rob him?"

Youcai's brains are quick: "They want to raise more people. If there are fewer people, they are easily caught. If there are too many people, the guards will not be able to take care of them. Besides, they have to wait for the rice to grow, it's best

When we cut the rice, they will rob it again, so that they will save them from spending time cutting the rice.”

Several villagers shrank their necks.

"We will arrange the guards. You will only cut rice tomorrow and prepare a few more cloth strips, each family has different colors. The harvested rice will be collected into our warehouse first, and then taken out and threshed." Chen Fan said.

The villagers rolled their eyes and thought for a while, and agreed.

"Today you will arrange your family's affairs and start harvesting rice early tomorrow morning. No matter what happens, remember to follow the arrangements. Can you do it?"

The villagers nodded together.

Chen Fan and Chu Sheng walked out of the village, and villagers looked at them from time to time on the road.

"The fields of those households are all in the outermost row, and they are very convenient to the village. Each household has five or ten acres," said Chu Sheng.

Chen Fan knew it: "When these acres of rice are harvested, they may be more abundant or more trouble."

Chu Sheng smiled: "That's not the case. I don't know how many people are staring at the rice I took back home."

Chen Fan nodded: "Do you think someone will come tonight?"

"There should be some, right? There will always be people who can't hold back and start first."

“Are all arranged?”

"Don't worry, girl, wait for the battle."

"How should those little kids schedule?"

Chu Sheng laughed: "The girl is only twelve years old and is still a child. She always calls them children or little dolls."

Chen Fan also smiled: "The eight-year-old head of the family is also the head of the family, and he is responsible for the role of an adult, let alone the age of twelve or twelve."

At night, Liu Huaijin sat under the lamp to read a book. Chen Zhongyan asked him: "Do you think someone will come to grab the food tonight?"

Huai Jin was stunned: "Someone is coming to grab food? Why?" As soon as he said that, he felt something was wrong.

"Can you see clearly when you cut rice tonight?" He had a question again.

No one else answered his question.

"Or why you analyze the current situation." Chen Zhonglian automatically took over Zhang Ci's guidance work.

Huai Jin thought for a while and said, "This rice obviously grows better than other places and will be coveted by people. If someone comes to harvest rice at night, he can strengthen patrol at night. Should we also participate in the patrol?"

Chen Zhongyan nodded: "Yes. We will also be assigned to patrol missions from tomorrow."

"I will definitely patrol well." Liu Huaijin's attitude was quite good.

"Well. Keep talking." Chen Zhongyan's old god is there.

"The villagers started to harvest rice the day after tomorrow. Will someone come to grab the grain?" Huai Jin tried to say.

"Yeah. Keep talking."

"We use sticks to drive people away?"

"Say more." Chen Zhongyan was not very satisfied with this toothpaste-squeezing method of speaking.

"If they come a lot, we need to invest a lot of manpower. What should we do if there is not enough manpower? The manpower of each plot must also be made well..." Huai Jin really said a lot.

"The arrangement was quite thoughtful. But you said so much but didn't see any blood." Chen Zhongyan pointed out bluntly, "You think too gentle."

Liu Huaijin was stunned.

Liu Chenfeng glanced at him and sighed in his heart.

"Go to bed early on the night of the war, physical strength is very important," said Chen Zhongyan.

Huai Jin hesitated: "I still have some books I want to read."

"Master Liu asked you to come here, but you definitely didn't ask you to read books, but you wanted to fight. If you win the fight in the past few days, your ideas for writing articles will be broader." Chen Zhongyan said.

Huai Jin was stunned for a while and said, "So, my father asked my twelfth brother to bring a lot of people here?"

Chen Zhongyan only replied with a word "Sleep".

Huaijin hesitated for a moment and went to bed.

I don’t know how long I slept, but a few sharp whistles sounded, waking the children out of their sleep.

Soon, a fire broke out outside the window, and the chaotic footsteps became louder and louder.

Huai Jin sat up all of a sudden.

"Don't get up. Keep sleeping." Chen Zhonglian said a few words in a row.

"It doesn't matter outside, right?" Huaijin asked.

"It doesn't matter. No matter what happens at night, we children should not go out. If there is something during the day, we must do our best." Chen Zhongyan said.

Liu Huaijin couldn't sleep anymore and sat on the bed with a quilt on her back.

"Are you all awake?" Huai Jin asked tentatively.

"Wake up." Several voices answered him.

"Did brother 15 not sleep anymore?" Liu Dingkang asked.

Huai Jin nodded.

"Let's me recite the poem that my elder sister read." Liu Dingkang said, and began to recite "The Song of the Dusk River": A setting sun spreads into the water, half of the river is shining and half of the river is red. It's a pity that the dew is like the pearl moon on the third night of the September 2018.

Like a bow.

"Today is exactly the third day of September." Liu Chenfeng followed.

"When did Sister Chen read this poem?" Huai Jin had no impression.

"Just read it to Sister Chu Sheng before the sun sets. Several girls can recite it to us. You went back to your room at that time."

"I also looked at the grass leaves and the moon at night, but I didn't see any dew." Chen Zhongliang said.

"The dew may not be later," said Huai Jin.

He asked Liu Dingkang to read the poem again, and then he recited it himself, but still asked about the rice fields because there was no sound outside the window.

"Those people probably cut a lot of rice," said Chen Zhongzhu.

"Will they transport the rice away? Can they stop it?" Huai Jin was a little worried.

"You can see it when it's dawn. Keep going." Chen Zhongyan told him to sleep again.

But Huaijin couldn't sleep, and it lighted up outside the house again, and the noisy footsteps kept ringing...
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