"Grandma!" Ah Jiu quickly retreated into the woods:

"Those villagers went to our fields."

"Just go, we're just a bunch of ordinary people."

Wang said so calmly that Ah Jiu quit: "You don't care at all? Are you only concerned about whether you have spiritual spring water to drink? Ah Nai, you are too selfish."

"Human nature is selfish. There is a law of cause and effect. I will not be contaminated by unnecessary cause and effect."

Wang's face was calm when she said this, but in Ah Jiu's eyes, she was just a crooked melon and cracked jujube that could not be compared to the fireworks of the world.

"Are you going? If you don't go, I won't give you spiritual spring water to drink from now on."

Ah Jiu looked back and knew that she couldn't beat them even if she started to make trouble.

"I'll go right away."

Wang got up and ran quickly.

Ah Jiu finally felt relieved after seeing it. He followed closely behind him for a few steps, then turned back to worry about his own fruit.

Ah Jiu still planned to keep the fruit.

I knelt down and stretched my neck to take a look. Grandma came to the end of the field and shouted loudly: "What are you doing?"

Then look at those people lying on the ground, digging hard at the soil, and also lying on the ground carefully picking up something and stuffing it into their arms.

As expected, they pulled out the wheat seeds that Dad was cultivating today and wanted to keep them for themselves.

"Where did you come from, old guy? Are you a refugee?"

The man who spoke stood up, and Ah Jiu saw clearly that it was the uncle who had threatened to declare customs in the evening.

Ah Jiu watched eagerly, wondering what method Ah Nai would use to stop them from causing harm.

Just as he was thinking about it, he heard an oops, and Wang lay straight on the ground: "I'm beating someone, killing someone... Someone, come quickly."

"You...I didn't hit you. You all saw it. I didn't touch him."

The skinny old man was so frightened that he couldn't do anything, and looked at Wang in horror as he rolled on the ground.

Mrs. Wang held her stomach: "Oh, my heart hurts... I'm going to tell you about Li Zheng. Not only did you steal my seeds in the middle of the night, but you also beat people. Oh, hey, he's dead. Come here."

Come on, Ah Jiu never dreamed that a self-proclaimed grandma would use such despicable means.

"I didn't...I didn't touch you, old woman, don't talk nonsense."

The skinny old man was so frightened that he turned around and ran away. In an instant, everyone in the village was awakened and came out.

It turned out that the three people who died in the past few days were related to monsters and monsters. The villagers couldn't sleep well every night, and they all came out at the slightest movement.

Some people came out carrying farm tools, such as hoes, sickles, shovels, and kitchen knives. Others came out carrying door sticks.

Ah Jiu quickly put all the ripe pomegranates, peaches and watermelons into the basket, stretching her neck from time to time to look in Ah Nai's direction.

In fact, as Grandma said, each generation is not as good as the last. Ah Jiu planted three watermelons this time, but only six grew in total.

There are also fewer peaches than before. It seems that the seeds must be obtained from space to produce fruits that are very festive.

Take all these off, and the big frame of Grandpa Niu's house has just been filled.

Ah Jiu pulled the frame into the forest, cut off the watermelon seedlings and pomegranate trees, and covered it up.

Then he headed towards the crowd.

"Zhang Da, what are you doing? Didn't we discuss it this evening? We'll see what happens with the government tomorrow. If not, then Miss Meng promised to find a solution for us. Why did you come out to steal other people's seeds in the middle of the night?"

Here he was scolding the thin, white uncle named Zhang Da.

"That's right, Zhang Da, we are all in a hurry to cultivate the land, and we are not your family. It's okay if you did this, why are you beating people?"

The villagers with good intentions helped and put in kind words.

Wang was rolling on the ground and was covered in mud. Hearing these words, his wailing voice became louder:

"I'm afraid my bones can't hold on. Who can withstand the beatings of young people... I'll fall apart."

Ah Jiu was almost dumbfounded when she squeezed into the crowd.

Grandma held her forehead for a while, then touched her waist: "I hurt here too, this hurts too, my legs hurt too, my butt hurts too, I can't survive. Brother Li Zheng, you have to make the decision for me...

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"This..." Li Zheng was also dumbfounded and looked at Zhang Da: "Zhang Da, why do you even beat an old man?"

"I really didn't hit this old woman... If I touched one of her fingers, I would die badly."

Zhang Daxia trembled.
Chapter completed!