There is space for the farm milk group, and they like to farm on the way to escape from the famine

Ji Laoer was smiling next to him: "What are you talking about, sir? It's still hard work on your part!"

Seeing how understanding they were, Zhou Zhuangshi's eyes showed approval.

The two stern-faced plague gods smiled, and the tense atmosphere in the small dam instantly relaxed a lot.

Regardless of whether the villagers received food or not, they all looked at Ji's family with grateful eyes.

If the Ji family hadn't given the restaurant manager a gift of good wine, the government servant wouldn't have known what to do in his rage!

All in all, everyone who was inspected next had a safe life, and at least the officers and soldiers didn’t look particularly ugly.

After all the village households had finished checking, and seeing that there was not much food, Zhou Zhuangshi frowned and asked the village chief:

"Are you sure all the people in your village are here?"

The village chief then reported what he had just discovered: "There is another family, the Ma family is not here."

Zhou Zhuangshi's face turned dark.

They came to collect grain, and they were like second uncles. How dare some villagers be so bold!

He has finished counting the food here, and he hasn’t come yet!

What does this mean? Is it disobedience?

Zhou Zhuangshi sneered twice and said to the village chief with deep meaning: "It seems that there are many households here, and there are also families in Niutou Village who are disobedient to discipline."

This can be a big or small thing.

To put it mildly, it can be said that this family has no discernment and is wasting everyone's time.

At a more serious level, it could involve the family being dissatisfied with discipline and dissatisfied with the court.

The village chief's face turned pale with fright, and he hurriedly said: "Master, please calm down, they must be preparing! I will find them right away."

With that said, he went to Ma's house with a livid face.

At this time, the Ma family was still looking forward to seeing if anyone was passing by. Li Cuihua looked outside worriedly:

"How come you haven't seen anyone for a long time? Could it be that everyone really went to the dam to hand over grain?"

Their family really has no food, and now the whole family relies on Huang Xiufen's bag of cornmeal to survive.

So when Mrs. Ma Wu Xiuhong heard that someone was coming to collect grain, and the village chief's son specifically told her to prepare less, she simply waved her hand and told her son and daughter-in-law not to prepare.

But after all, Li Cuihua didn't live long, and her face hadn't been cultivated to that level yet, so now she felt very worried.

Wu Xiuhong made a face when she heard this. Just when she was about to scold her, she heard an angry shout:

"Ma Dagui!"

The man Ma Dagui was calling was Wu Xiuhong. When Wu Xiuhong heard this familiar voice, she turned around and saw that it was the village chief who came angrily.

The village chief has always left this matter to his mother-in-law, and usually does not take action easily. Now that he came here so angry, Wu Xiuhong was immediately cowed.

"Ouch, village chief, what's going on? I've blown you over, Li Cuihua, why don't you hurry up and get a glass of water for the village chief..."

"Wu Xiuhong! Don't tell me whether you have these things or not. Now the government officials are waiting for your family to hand over food at the dam. Are you trying to harm the whole village? Where is Mr. Ma Dagui? You are just huddled in the house like a tortoise.

Bastard?"

The village chief, who was so angry that he didn't want to betray her, had a lot of objections to the family because of his mother-in-law's neglect, and he made up his mind to take care of it last night.

I didn't expect to cause such a big trouble to him today.

It is too easy for these government officials to punish ordinary people like them. If they force them to pay more food, the officials above will only praise them.

The people below are miserable, and when the time comes, they will have to sell their iron, sons and daughters!

Ma Dagui originally huddled in the room and was unwilling to come out. After hearing what the village chief said, he reluctantly came out. When he came out, he gave Wu Xiuhong a big ear scraper.

"I'm asking you, a mother-in-law, not to be able to carry it! Village chief, this matter is all because of my mother-in-law's unclear mind. Don't worry, although our family doesn't have much food, we will definitely pay it!"

After Ma Dagui finished speaking, he winked at Li Cuihua:

"Cuihua, why are you standing still? Why don't you quickly send over the half bag of cornmeal."

Of course he was talking about the cornmeal that Huang Xiufen brought over.

Although Li Cuihua was reluctant, she did not dare to say anything when she saw her mother-in-law being beaten.

He also understood that the situation was serious, so he responded and was about to leave, but was stopped by Huang Xiufen next to him.

"Uncle, Sister Cuihua, shouldn't this handover of grain be handed over to the family's stored grain? Why should I hand over my bag of cornmeal?"

"This..." Ma Dagui's face became a little confused.

Is it because we don’t have much food at home? Is it possible that we still give it to tree bark?

The village chief knew about Huang Xiufen and didn't say much.

Li Cuihua was in a dilemma: "Sister Xiufen, the family situation has been a bit difficult recently. You are not willing to give us a bag of cornmeal, are you?"

"Of course not..." Huang Xiufen was walked around in a daze.

"That's right! Sister Xiufen, let's hand over the food first, and we'll talk about the rest later."

After saying that, Li Cuihua quickly took out the half bag of cornmeal. Ma Dagui took it and followed the village chief, preparing to follow him to Bazi.

The village chief raised his eyelids and saw that their bag of cornmeal was only about half a bucket full.

They can't even meet the lowest standards in the village.

But obviously they couldn't bring much food, so it was better than nothing, so they had to take them to the dam.

The yamen servants could have finished their work earlier, but they delayed their time, and they felt unhappy at first.

Seeing that they only handed over so little, their faces were as dark as the bottom of a pot:

"Are you from the Ma family?"

"Yes, sir." Ma Dagui nodded and bowed.

Fatty Zhang chuckled and said, "We brothers have been waiting here for a long time, so we can just bring these little things."

"I've seen in the past few days that the quota for serving in the western brothels has been reduced. Your village will send people from your family to serve. It can be regarded as making some contribution."

After saying that, regardless of the fact that Ma Dagui's family turned pale for a moment, he patted the wine in his arms and got on the bullock cart.

"It seems that the people in your village are sensible this time. Please be more careful next time you come."

As he said that, he glanced at the Ji family.

The village chief stood respectfully next to the bullock cart and agreed to whatever they said. When he heard these last words, he felt even more grateful when he thought of the Ji family.

None of the villagers were stupid, and they all understood the implication of the yamen officer's words.

After the two government officials left, everyone looked at Mrs. Ji with grateful eyes and expressed their gratitude to Ji's family.

"Ouch! Old sister! Your family has really done a lot for our village. If it weren't for you this time, we would have been afraid that we wouldn't be able to pay the job, so we would have to spit out some food! Seeing that there is no food left, we have to survive.

The whole family starved to death.”

"That's right! Your family is really like this!" The speaker gave a thumbs up: "Sister, your sons and daughters-in-law are very promising, so they can enjoy the blessings in the future!"