Chapter 28: Xiaolu first hand
Chapter 28 Xiaolu's hand
Ye Jinkui didn't show his head, and only together with Ye Anlan, one left and one right guarded Lao Lizheng's side. The villagers had no choice but to follow Lao Lizheng's instructions and bite the bullet themselves.
Nearly two hundred young and middle-aged men surrounded Lao Lizheng, standing at the entrance of the village and staring at the wandering refugees.
The refugees stopped in front of the simple fence made of logs, and quietly confronted the young and middle-aged men in the village.
After a suffocating moment of silence, a figure stepped out of the refugee team.
This man is about thirty years old, he speaks in a gentle manner, but looks like a scholar.
According to him, they have no ill intentions towards the village, they just want to ask the villagers for saliva and food.
Of course, Lao Lizheng would not let down his guard because of this. He asked the villagers to fetch several buckets of water, and then asked his children and grandchildren to give the leader of the refugees a hundred catties of miscellaneous grain noodles.
Compared with the more than 500 refugees, one hundred catties of miscellaneous grain noodles is indeed not a lot, but compared to those villages that are not willing to give them a bowl of water, Lao Lizheng is already a rare and generous one. Lord of the village.
His generosity not only surprised the refugee leader, but also made a small group of people in the village very jealous.
In their view, the one hundred catties of grain is not as cheap as those refugees, it is better to distribute it directly to them.
The crowd became agitated because of Lao Lizheng's words. Some people even selectively forgot that the refugees were still staring at the village. They couldn't wait to suggest to Lao Lizheng that he "send some people to beat the refugees away, and then distribute the food to the villagers." Villagers who are about to have no food, such as us."
Lao Li was so angry that he blew his beard and stared—is he willing to give away his own food? He is not for the old and young in this village!
He scolded this group of people, and by the way gave them a wink, but this group of people only had interests in their eyes, and they didn't notice Lao Lizheng's ulterior motives at all.
Seeing that the crowd was getting more and more chaotic, and the refugees were about to move, Ye Anlan stomped her foot on the ground in anger.
Although she still can't fully control the natural power of this body, if she just uses this power simply and roughly, Ye Anlan said, she can!
As soon as she stepped down, the road at the entrance of the village, which was originally relatively hard and flat, was directly stepped into a deep pit in the shape of a foot by her. At the same time, the ground around the deep pit continued to crack. In a small area centered on An Lan, the ground was cracked like a spider web.
Lao Li was being supported by her, but his body was a little unstable. Luo Xiucai, who was standing on the other side of her, was in a miserable state. Ye Anlan's foot almost collapsed on the ground.
"Shut up! Whoever dares to say anything more, I'll kick him right next time!" After Ye Anlan said this, the crowd was as quiet as a chicken, and Lao Lizheng secretly let out a long sigh—scared him to death. old man!
He cleared his cough, stuffed Ye Anlan with the grain bag his son had brought, and motioned her to give it to the refugee leader.
Ye Anlan didn't move a step, she just held up the grain bag with both hands and tossed it lightly, and she threw the big bag full of miscellaneous grain noodles directly among the confidantes of the refugee leader.
The few people rushed to catch the grain bags, and then subconsciously turned to look at their boss.
The refugee leader had already had enough water at this time, he took a deep look at Ye Anlan, and then he cupped his fists and thanked Lao Li.
Old Li was heaving a sigh of relief, he politely sent the group of refugees away, until the other party had completely disappeared, Lao Li turned around and looked at the group of villagers around him.
Looking at the anger, resentment, and greed that some villagers tried to endure, they still showed their anger, unwillingness, and greed. Lao Lizheng felt physically and mentally exhausted.
He sighed, "Among the group of refugees just now, has any of you seen old people or children?"
Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.
Old Lizheng said again: "No, right? What about the women? How many women have you seen?"
"Twenty-two." It was Ye Anlan who answered the old man, and she coldly glanced at the part of the villagers who were resentful towards the old man, "Except for them, there is no one in this team of more than five hundred refugees. Any old, weak, women and children. Besides them, all the other refugees in this team have seen blood, and all of them have weapons on their bodies."
Although some people have sticks, some hoes, some shovels, some pig knives, some kitchen knives, some self-made bows and arrows, and slingshots, but there are also a small number of people who are equipped with serious long knives, long guns, and long swords. .
In other words, this is a group of "refugees" with extremely strong combat effectiveness, far beyond what these young and middle-aged men in the village who have hardly seen blood can handle.
As soon as Lao Li met these refugees, he gritted his teeth and gave away his family's grain. Why weren't these unsatisfactory villagers who were slandering him for being old and foolish?
But even if Ye Anlan talked about this, there are still some weirdos in the village who are not very smart and "mutter" at a volume just enough for the old man to hear, "It's as if no one in our village has ever seen blood .”
Ye Jinkui frowned slightly, and was about to refute, when Ye Anlan folded his arms and said coolly, "Yes, my father and I have both seen blood, and we are not afraid to fight those refugees, but the problem is, me and There are only two of my father. We can protect ourselves and Lao Lizheng, but we are not capable of protecting everyone in this village. So, Lao Lizheng just gave up his own family’s food, who is he trying to save? Dog life, I hope some people can figure it out in their own minds."
Lao Li sighed, "Forget it, it's all over, and I didn't expect you to be grateful to me. It's just that I'm getting old, and this Lizheng has become more and more unable to do what he wants. From now on, I won't care about the affairs of the village. Now, if there is anything else, you young people can handle it on their own.”
Ye Anlan frowned when she heard the words, and most of the villagers present panicked. They begged Lao Li Zheng not to leave them alone, but there were also a small number of people, because Lao Li was The sudden delegation of power and his face beamed with joy.
Some of these people have long been unable to stand being nagged and restrained by Lao Lizheng because of bad intentions.
"Uncle Li Zheng"
Ye Jinkui wanted to join the crowd who persuaded Lao Lizheng not to let him go, but Ye Anlan pulled him back just as he was halfway through the conversation, "Don't worry about it, Father."
Old Li was hearing this, and couldn't help but smile and glance at the Ye family girl whom he had secretly sympathized with.
He knew that Ye Anlan had seen that he had made up his mind.
He felt a little emotional—such a smart and fierce girl is so suitable to protect the family in this troubled world, but the Liu family is so blind that they can't wait to get rid of such a girl as a burden .
Looking at his eldest grandson who has been married for half a year, and thinking about his second grandson who is just seven years old, Lao Li is sighing silently—such a good granddaughter-in-law, he can only be envious, ε=(ο｀*)) ) Well, it's frustrating.
PS: Thank you Shi Gandangdang, I have a group of kittens for the rewards, I love you (づ￣3￣)づ╭～
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