Quick Transmigration: Male God, Shine Bright!

Chapter 752: Evil girl farming (6)

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When such a big incident happened to Jiang Liangye, Yang Cuicui was busy taking care of him every day, and had no time to trouble Chuzheng.

Jiang Yuyu retaliated against Jiang Liangye in various ways, and was seen by Yang Cuicui several times, and was scolded bloody.

Chuzheng sits at the door every day, watching this whole family dance.

When Jiang Liangye got better, Yang Cuicui thought of starting the zither.

"What is that dead girl doing recently?" Yang Cuicui remembered that she hadn't locked her up and was worried that she would run away, but recently she can be seen at the door every day.

"What can you do, sit at the door all day." Jiang Yuyu said angrily.

As leisurely as a big lady.

"Your brother is like this, who are you showing your face all day long?!" Yang Cuicui didn't know why she was bombarded again, and scolded Jiang Yuyu in the forehead.

Jiang Yuyu's continuous backlog of dissatisfaction broke out: "I didn't make him like this, you go to Jiang Chuzheng!"

"You're talking back to me!"

Yang Cuicui did not dare to go to Chuzheng to make trouble at this time.

Because of the rumors in the village, it was said that Jiang Liangye was inferior to a beast, and even his own sister was not spared.

And the words of the third grandpa...

She didn't care, but she couldn't let her son be infamous again.

Therefore, this resentment can only be sent to Jiang Yuyu.

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It's half a month in the blink of an eye.

There are constant rumors in the village, although most of them are about Jiang Liangye.

But there are some who say she is.

For example, maybe she seduced Jiang Liangye first.

Another example - I think she is also restless, who knows what kind of virtue is secretly.

Chuzheng squatted on the road, listening to the gossip of the women washing clothes below.

She looked cold, as if they weren't talking about her.

"The official is here, the official is here!!"

There were children shouting in the distance, and Chuzheng immediately stood up, posing as a boss.

As soon as the women below looked up, they saw the girl with the pestle above, and several women were startled.

When was she standing behind

Did she hear what they said

After thinking about it, even if they heard it, it was nothing, they were still afraid that she would not be a little girl.

but…

This girl looks a lot more beautiful.

Although he was still wearing sackcloth, his skin was much paler and his temperament changed. At first glance, it was a little scary.

"The official is here!!"

"Dog Dan, what are you talking about!" A woman scolded the child who was running towards him.

The child ran close, panting heavily: "The official is here, he will be there soon!!"

Several women did not know what to think, looked at each other a few times, and hurriedly packed up and ran back.

Goudan ran in front of Chuzheng, met Chuzheng's gaze, shrank for a moment, and then reminded: "Sister Chuzheng, go back quickly, the official will be here in a while..."

After speaking, Chuzheng ran back to the village without waiting for Chuzheng's reaction.

At this point in time, the people from the government must come here to receive food.

The government collects grain every year, but if the harvest is not good, the villagers basically have nothing to do in a year, and there is no grain left.

Since the death of her parents, the land in the original owner's house has been replanted by Jiang Dasheng's family - of course, the original owner will definitely contribute.

Chuzheng searches the original owner's memory, and the harvest this year seems to be not very good...

Chu Zheng thought about it for a while, and there was already a team of officers and soldiers there.

Chuzheng stood on the road and met them head-on.

"Hey, little lady, what are you doing here, go back soon!" The officers and soldiers shouted at Chuzheng.

"Are you here to harvest food?"

"What nonsense." The officers and soldiers said: "Why don't you go back and prepare the food."

The payment of food is calculated according to the labor force, that is to say, except for the young children who cannot work and the elderly who cannot move, as many people in the family can work, they have to pay as many portions of food.

Chuzheng took out the silver: "I have no food, can I have the silver?"

"… "

The officers and soldiers in front looked at each other a few times.

"Okay, how many do you have?"

Chuzheng threw the bag of silver to them.

Several officers and soldiers found that there was still a lot of money in it. After handing it over, they could still make a fortune, which made Chuzheng more pleasing to the eye.

"Okay, which one is yours, we won't collect it in a while." These officers and soldiers were not as arrogant as Chuzheng thought.

Chu Zheng said, "This is mine alone."

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Chuzheng followed the officers and soldiers back to the village.

It was as if she was on patrol with officers and soldiers.

When the people in the village saw these people, they were all cautious, and they didn't look like they were domineering in the village.

When it comes to handing in food, it can be as little as possible. It’s okay not to be found, but if it is found, it will inevitably be a tear.

Finally have to pay.

Chuzheng also found that these villagers were very disunited.

If the house storing grain is not found, and the house that is found will pull the house that was not found into the water.

The scene was a lively one.

"We really don't have any extra food left in our family. This is the last point. Take it all and we will starve to death."

"Master, do your best, my grandfather is not in good health."

"Really, what I said was true..."

Chuzheng stood outside the dilapidated yard, with two officers and soldiers standing beside her, and she didn't care, after all, she paid.

In the yard, the child who reported the letter just now was holding a bag of food, not letting the officers and soldiers take it away.

The official who competed with the child for food said: "Child, we can't do anything about it. We can't receive so much food, and in the end we have to make up for it ourselves. With so many brothers, we also have to support the family."

"Master..."

The child looked desperate.

These officers and soldiers are fairly good, although there is some violence, but none of them hurt anyone.

The child was pushed aside, and the official was about to leave with the food when someone suddenly came in and whispered a few words in his ear.

The official glanced outside, and then looked at the desperate child on the ground.

Throwing the food back: "Okay, you are lucky this year, and you have to prepare the food next year."

The official took people to the next house.

The child held the food and kept thanking him.

The official walked a distance, fell behind, and paralleled Chuzheng: "Little lady, why don't you help the village hand over it together? We don't have to bother to collect it."

It is very troublesome to collect food.

When these villagers make trouble, the family has to collect them for a long time.

If Chuzheng, a big family, gave money directly, they would be able to finish their work earlier and rest earlier.

Chu Zheng glanced at him and said coldly, "I'm not familiar with them."

"Then how can you help that kid?"

"There's nowhere to spend a lot of money."

"...Then why don't you help other people in the village?"

"I don't know them well."

Chuzheng took turns answering the two answers.

The official said a few words, and seeing that Chuzheng was really unwilling, he had to return to the team.

"This little lady is a bit weird, which one is from?"

"Don't you remember? I didn't cut down two people last year. This is the daughter of that family."

"Jiang Hai's family?"

"Yeah, I really didn't expect it, the longer it is, the better it looks."

"It's... how is she so rich?"

"Who knows, we don't care about this." Those who can receive food are good officers and soldiers, who have meat to eat, and who cares where they get the food and money.

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The above content is purely nonsense, and do not substitute into any history.