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Chapter Fourteen: Beating the Village Chief

As the sky grew dark, the carriage stopped at the door of Cheng's house. Cheng Qingwen unloaded the things and followed A Zhu in the carriage to say thank you.

After the people left, he took the things into the house. After finishing the cooking, he collapsed directly on the bed.

"Congratulations, you harvested wheat. After system verification, the task was completed. You received one thousand points and unlocked the seed soybeans. You now have 1121 points."

Cheng Qingwen listened to the sound of the system, raised his eyelids, and said nothing.

"For the next task, please own five fields and sow seeds before November. You will be rewarded with one thousand points and unlock eggplant and mango seeds."

"Mango? Then I have to find a special piece of land to plant fruit trees." Cheng Qingwen asked in his mind.

There was silence in his mind, and the system did not answer. After a while, Cheng Qinghan fell asleep.

The next day, at dawn, the mother and daughter got up to grind flour.

After putting the wheat into the stone mill, after a few turns, Cheng Qingwan felt a little exhausted and sat down.

"Hanhan, drink some water and take a rest." Cheng Huaer handed her the water and said softly.

"Mom, we have to borrow a cow. Just the two of us may not be able to get it done by next month."

Cheng Hua'er nodded: "In our village, only the village chief's family owns cattle. I'm afraid it won't be easy to borrow them."

Cheng Qingwen frowned and thought for a while, then said: "Let's see if we can let the village chief lend us that piece of meat."

Cheng Hua'er nodded and went into the room to get a piece of bacon: "Mom, go try it first. If it doesn't work, we'll think of another way."

"Aniang, you're not in good health, I'd better go." Cheng Qingwen took the meat, looked at the woman's worried face, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Aniang, Mr. Yuan lives next door to the village chief, nothing will happen.

"

Cheng Hua'er agreed, gave a few uneasy instructions, and watched the person leave.

Cheng Qingwen took the meat and walked all the way to the door of the village chief's house, put on a smile and walked in.

"Village Chief, are you at home?"

As soon as she entered the door, the pungent smell of alcohol hit her face, making her cough several times.

"Unexpected guest, what are you doing here?" The village chief held a wine glass in his hand and staggered up to her.

Cheng Qingwen subconsciously took a step back and tilted her head slightly to avoid the incense smell of wine.

"Village chief, I'm here to lend you your cow as a messenger."

"Oh, you still need my cow. Didn't you hook up with Master Yuan? Why don't you ask him to borrow it?"

"You misunderstood..."

The village chief drunkenly pointed at her nose and sneered: "What's the misunderstanding? I see, the high official from the capital didn't like you at all and kicked you out. That's why you came to me."

Cheng Qingwen curled his lips and suppressed the anger in his heart: "You are drunk. I will come back to you later."

After saying that, he was about to walk out, but within two steps, his wrist was grabbed.

"What are you going for? Do you want me to come and leave whenever you want?" The village chief's fingers rubbed her delicate and smooth skin, and he felt lustful: "You little bitch, you are much better than your mother."

Different looks."

Cheng Qingwen glanced coldly, kicked the man out violently, picked up the sickle on the side and put it on his neck.

"Cheng Qingwen, you are fucking crazy!" The village chief was so hit that he suddenly woke up: "I am the village chief, if you dare to hit me, I will make you walk around without food!"

"You look like a ghost, but you can still become the village chief. You probably got it by giving money to the pavilion chief."

When the village chief heard this, his expression changed drastically: "Where did you hear this? Did that bitch Cheng Huaer tell you?"

Cheng Qingwen punched him fiercely and threatened: "If you dare to speak rudely again, I will send you to see the King of Hell first."

The village chief immediately shut up and then reacted: "You have to pay for your life if you kill someone. Do you dare to kill me? If you dare to kill me, the pavilion chief will not let you go!"

"Yeah, after all, he charged you so much money."

"Since you know, if you don't let me go quickly and serve me well, I will pretend that what happened today never happened."

Cheng Qingwen sneered and slapped him on the back of the head with the handle of the sickle, causing him to faint immediately.

She picked up the bacon on the side and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she met Motoqi standing at the door.

Cheng Qingwen was stunned for a moment, then immediately responded: "How long have you been here?"

"soon."

Cheng Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief.

"It starts when you threaten the village chief."

That's when I saw her beating someone...

"Can't you finish your sentence in one go?"

"The village chief bribed, and the pavilion chief accepted bribes. Thank you for finding a breakthrough for me." Yuanqi looked past her and looked at the people inside: "The two of them did their job flawlessly. You can count it as meritorious to have him admit it in person today."

"Really...?" Cheng Qingwen looked at the person opposite and nodded, and immediately said: "In this case, I'll leave first."

After saying that, he left immediately without any nostalgia.

Cheng Qingwen returned home, sat on a chair and relaxed for a while, then breathed a sigh of relief.

In the afternoon, she was grinding flour. After a while, Cheng Hua'er and Widow Liu came in from outside talking and laughing.

"The village chief has a huge swelling on the back of his head, and there are bruises on his face. I'm afraid he'll be beaten because he doesn't behave like a normal person." Widow Liu covered her mouth and laughed.

"Oh, what a good man, this is to eliminate harm for the people. I thought before, this man colluded with the pavilion chief, how powerful he was."

"Auntie, what are you talking about?" Cheng Qingwen heard this and immediately put her head over and asked.

"He's the village chief. When your mother-in-law and I went to the Song Ancestral Hall, we saw him carrying a big bag and talking to Mr. Yuan."

"What are they doing in the ancestral hall?"

"Master Yuan runs a school in the ancestral hall. Your aunt and I went to register you and Qiaoqiao today."

"Huanhan, you can go to school at the ancestral hall starting from tomorrow. I have already made an agreement with Mr. Yuan." Cheng Huaer said with a smile.

Cheng Qingwen subconsciously wanted to refute, what would happen to the vegetables in the fields if she really went to school?

"Auntie, our family doesn't have enough money. I'll go back after a while when I can sell the grain in the fields for money."

"It doesn't cost money. Master Yuan has said that anyone, young or old, can go wherever they want." Cheng Huaer said with a smile, "Master Yuan is such a good official."

Cheng Qingwan opened her mouth, unable to find a reason to refute.

Looking at the two cheerful women in front of him, he found an excuse and walked to the ground.

She took the hoe and just went to the field when she heard someone calling her.

"Oh, isn't this Huan Huan? Why are you going to the fields? Could it be that your mother died of illness?"

When Cheng Qingwen listened to the harsh voice, the figure of the widow appeared in her mind. When she turned around, it was her as expected.

Wearing pink clothes and wearing big red flowers in her bun, she applied several layers of powder on her cheeks to barely cover her earthy complexion. There was a little rouge on her mouth, which opened and closed dazzlingly.

"Song Da actually dared to bring you back." Cheng Qingwen glanced at her lightly, rolled up his sleeves and went down to the field to pull weeds: "My grandma is very kind, so I won't bother you."

"How dare you kid to show off to your aunt? No one in the village knows that your mother is seriously ill and won't live long. Isn't it because of this that your father divorced her and stayed with me?" The widow took it from her sleeves.

He wrote an invitation and said with a smile: "The day after tomorrow, your father and I are going to hold a wedding, and you and your mother will come to join in the fun and have a drink of wedding wine."

Cheng Qinghan raised her head, took the wedding invitation, and tore it up with a smile without even looking at it.

"The wedding invitation has been received, please go."

The widow looked at the red papers scattered on the ground, her face turned red and white with anger: "Damn girl, don't be so shameless, I give you a mouthful of food just to pity you, lest you and your short-lived mother starve to death in the house!

"

While she was speaking, Cheng Qingwen grabbed the hoe placed at her feet and took her from the bank of the field a few meters high to the field, covering her body with mud.

"Oh, look at you, you can't even stand still, so you should go back and rest quickly. Otherwise, it would be bad if you fall on the table and become someone else's food on the big day." The girl's delicate eyebrows were slightly lowered, and even her eyes were dark.

Without giving her one, he walked straight to another place.

"You damn girl, if you dare to plot against me, tell your father when I get back and I'll ask him to deal with you!"

"Ha." Cheng Qingwen looked at the widow's back holding her tailbone, sneered, and then concentrated on weeding.

At dusk, as soon as she walked to the door of her house with a hoe on her shoulder, she saw Song Da and his widow making trouble in front of her house.

"Cheng Hua'er, I divorced you a long time ago, and you actually let your daughter come to haunt you, push Xiaoqian into the field, and ruin the wedding dress. You evil-hearted bitch..." Song Da looked at

The woman came out holding on to the wall, opened her mouth and cursed.

"Who can be better than you in terms of black heart? Even if they moved away the furniture, they also took away my dowry box. Not even a drop of food was left. Do you want to starve us mother and daughter to death?" Cheng Hua'er looked at the two of them.

The man sneered: "If I hadn't been careful and put the house and fields in my name, I might not even have a place to live now. I don't care about you, but you actually dare to come and slander my family.

?”

"Oh, sister, you can't live long with your body and bones. It's a pity that this rice got into your stomach. You might as well let us take it away." Widow Chen stood at the door of the hospital, holding her lumbar spine, trying to laugh.

Laughing: "Wenwan is already fifteen, so you should marry her off early and get a few taels of bride price. Maybe it can cure your disease."

"Bah, you are a shameless thing, trying your best to seduce other people's men." The woman's beautiful face was full of disdain, and she held her head high: "Get out of here, my family is rich and expensive, and there is no room for you rotten-hearted people.

To defile the lungs."

The widow and Song Da looked at each other and laughed: "Your family is of a noble family, but it's a pity that we can't cure your disease. We have rotten hearts and lungs, but we can live longer than you."

When the woman heard these words, she was so angry that she almost couldn't breathe.

"What kind of crazy dog ​​can the owner let loose to bite people?" Cheng Qingwen looked at this scene, took the broom on the side and swept it on their faces: "So it's you, you really dare to come, you're not afraid, I'm really

Castrated you?"

"Cheng Qingwen! I am also your stepfather after all, if you dare to hit me again!" Song Da grabbed the broom and said fiercely with his eyes wide open.

Cheng Qingwen raised her delicate eyebrows, grabbed the swill bucket by the yard, and poured it on the two of them.

"If you don't leave, I'll just take the shit bucket!"

The man and woman quickly took a step back. They had been wearing new clothes in the past few days, and they could still wash them with water. How could they wash them if it was really a cesspool?

The two of them immediately planned to leave. Before leaving, they did not forget to say harsh words: "Just wait for me. If I don't deal with you, I won't call you Song Da!"
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