Domineering Peasant Girl is Not Easy To Mess With

Under the old locust tree, there is a platform about one meter high. In the past, if there were any important matters to be dealt with in the village, the village chief and the elders would announce them here.

It can be said that the old locust tree has witnessed all the major events in the village.

The middle position extending forward in front of the table is the position of the largest fire pile. At this moment, all the firewood and firewood have been set up, waiting for the village chief to announce the ignition.

Mu Qingli's family and Gao Dashan's family came together, and A Yuan led Xiao Luan and Xiao Ya'er to play together.

Mu Zhihong and the others had already come first, and had already picked a place to sit down.

Mu Qingli greeted her with a smile and called "Dad" and "Step-mother". She didn't pay attention to Mu Zhihong's cold gaze that turned around at all, and she should sit and smile.

Xiao Luan and Xiao Ya'er saw that their sister was so calm, and greeted her calmly. The psychological shadow formed on Xiao Xiao's heart for a long time was being eliminated little by little without knowing it.

One day, when Mu Zhihong and Jiang's can no longer cause any psychological shadow and influence on their hearts, then they will truly grow up.

Mu Qingli influences them subtly and quietly, no one knows how much this psychological shadow affects people better than her from modern times. Many people can't even get rid of it for a lifetime.

This has nothing to do with whether I am strong or not.

Seeing Mu Qingli being so heartless, Mo Yun secretly laughed to himself, and thought that his father-in-law and step-mother-in-law would only deserve to be unlucky if they met his wife.

After saying hello, Mu Qingli winked at A Yuan, who laughed and said, "Uncle Mu, let's go play for a while and call us when we can eat!"

Aunt Tang smiled and said, "It's imperative to call you, you can't starve Xiao Ya'er and Xiao Luan even if you're hungry!"

Mu Zhihong originally wanted to reprimand the two little ones to show his majesty as a father, so as not to prevent the two little ones from becoming white-eyed wolves like Mu Qingli's dead girl when they grow up. Seeing A Yuan and Aunt Tang singing together, he couldn't say anything, so he hummed.

Ah Yuan had already run away with the two little ones smiling.

Mu Fangping was very upset when she saw it: Why do you like those two little bastards and talk about them all? Obviously her Tianbao is much better than theirs.

Seeing that Xiao Ya'er and Xiao Luan, who used to be as timid as quails in front of her, ignored her, turned a blind eye to her white eyes, and happily ran to play with A Yuan. It seems uncomfortable.

In other words, the younger sister and brother are afraid of Mu Zhihong because Mu Zhihong is their father and he takes care of them as a matter of course. But for Mu Fangping, they only had disgust. Even if they were afraid before, they were actually afraid of Mu Zhihong, not her.

Now that even Mu Zhihong can't control them anymore, how could they still talk to Mu Fangping?

Mu Fangping couldn't help but said, "Xiao Ya'er and Xiao Luan are so grown up, seeing how busy everyone is, they didn't say to stay and help, but they even ran out to play!"

Before Jiang opened her mouth to speak, Mu Qingli took a look at Mu Fangping and said unhurriedly, "You're sitting there without seeing help, why do you want them to help?"

Mu Fangping choked, her face blushed slightly and stared at Mu Qingli.

Jiang Shi said softly: "That's not what you said, isn't Ping'er looking at Tianbao!"

Mu Fangping immediately straightened her waist and nodded: "Yes, I'm taking care of my younger brother!"

"Oh..." Mu Qingli chuckled, glanced at Mu Tianbao and said in surprise for a day: "Tianbao still has someone to take care of it? I remember that when Xiaoya'er and Xiaoluan were his age, they would sweep the floor and collect firewood for fire." Alas, this is not acceptable!"

"You—" Mu Fangping stared angrily.

"Okay, okay! Don't say a few words." Mu Zhihong coughed and glanced at Mu Qingli.

Mu Qingli looked at the sky, tossing a taro in her hand to play, and didn't say anything.

Aunt Tang laughed and said, "Children, it doesn't matter if you play for a while longer. We adults are enough to do any work! Fangping has to take care of your younger brother. After all, it's dangerous because it's near the fire."

Aunt Tang played 50 big boards each, and Mrs. Jiang and the others couldn't talk about it anymore.

Mu Fangping immediately smiled sweetly at Aunt Tang and said, "Hey, Aunt Tang!"

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Mu Qingli proudly.

Mu Qingli: "..."

At that moment, almost all the people came, Village Chief Zhao stood on the stone platform, yelled a few times, and the huge square gradually became quiet.

After some opening remarks, Village Chief Zhao announced the ignition, and the crowd cheered loudly. Piles of firewood were ignited, and the square was instantly illuminated by a film of fire.

When the meat was grilled and seasoned everywhere, and the smell of meat gradually permeated the air, someone was carrying wine and distributed it from jar to jar.

It may be the nature of men to love wine. Wherever the wine goes, bursts of loud cheers erupt.

This wine is made from various fruits. Every year, the village organizes villagers to go to the mountains twice to pick wild fruits, and then hand them over to the village elders to make wine.

Because the quantity is very limited, except for these two carnival gatherings every year, you can get a small jar. Only during the Mid-Autumn Festival and Chinese New Year, every household can get a little to worship their ancestors and drink it for themselves.

There are naturally calendars in the village, and they are recorded by two village elders. According to the records of 365 days in a year, as to whether there will be deviations and how much deviations, I don't know.

After all, among the ancestors who were trapped here back then, there was no one who knew the calendar.

The aroma of the barbecue is stronger, and with various seasonings on it, looking at the sizzling and full-colored barbecue is even more attractive.

Mu Qingli sniffed her nose from time to time, which made Aunt Tang laugh. She looked at her pitifully and smiled, "Is it delicious? Auntie will cut a big piece for you later."

"Okay, okay! Thank you, Aunt Tang!" Mu Qingli giggled, hugged Aunt Tang's arm and rubbed it against her body, and Aunt Tang laughed even more happily.

Compared to her, Mo Yunshen was more of a gentleman, talking to Gao Dashan.

Although he looked the same as the others, sitting there so casually, he somehow attracted attention. I always felt that his posture was much more elegant and beautiful than the others.

Mu Zhizhong, who really wanted to push him away so that he could sit next to Gao Dashan and chat with Gao Dashan, hesitated a few times, but didn't dare to come and squeeze.

On the other side of the tall mountain was Aunt Tang, so of course he didn't dare to squeeze Aunt Tang.

Mu Zhizhong couldn't help feeling sullen, thinking that this niece and son-in-law really don't understand manners at all, didn't you see how I tried to give him so many winks?