After dressing up as a stepmother, I transformed the whole family into working in the fields

After lunch at Qin Yao's house, Qin Yao led Song Zhang to the village chief's house, ready to see the abandoned houses in the village.

Unexpectedly, the village chief was actually sick. The weather has been hot and cold these days. The old man is getting older and accidentally caught a cold. He is lying in bed recovering from illness.

Song Zhang arrived in a low-key manner, and the village chief didn't know who was coming in the house. He just asked Qin Yao to take people to see him, and just tell him when he came back.

She could just take care of these abandoned houses in the village. Anyway, this was her original idea.

In this way, Qin Yao had to take Song Zhang to choose a house by herself.

He was quite straightforward and only looked at the ones closest to Lotus Court.

This is easy to handle, so let's do this. Qin Yao pointed to the short slope covered with weeds at her feet and said with a smile.

Song Zhang looked around and saw no trace of broken walls or ruins. He asked doubtfully, Is this an abandoned house?

Of course! Qin Yao pushed away the weeds with her feet and stepped on the yellow hard soil below. Isn't this the foundation of the house? It's just that it has been vacant for too long, and the original owner built it very crudely. Over the years, it has become Collapsed.”

My lord used to live in the city, so it would be difficult to see such a mud house. I understand.

Song Zhang was speechless for a moment, but seeing that this place was facing the Lotus Courtyard, and it was getting late, and he had to return to the city, he reluctantly nodded, Let's take this place.

Okay. Qin Yao agreed readily and asked him when he planned to start construction. It would be best to build the house as soon as possible. In summer, the village has a cool breeze and a gurgling stream, which is the best way to escape the heat.

Listening to her urging, Song Zhang could only smile bitterly and responded: As soon as possible.

Qin Yao also smiled, I will bring my wife with me then.

Absolutely. Song Zhang agreed while secretly wiping his sweat.

Finally reaching the door of Qin Yao's house, she didn't waste any time and asked him to come in and sit down again. She took the horse and immediately sent Song Zhang back to the city.

Before leaving, I asked Awang if he was short of anything at home, and took over the task of buying soy sauce.

The three of them ran all the way and arrived in Kaiyang County in less than an hour.

Under the city gate, Qin Yao and Song Zhang were talking and laughing, leading their horses into the city. When the city guards saw the county magistrate, they hurriedly saluted.

Almost all the county magistrates have met Qin Yao, and have heard a lot about her deeds. They did not expect that she would be with them, the county magistrate, and the two of them were talking about going to Liujia Village to build a private summer residence.

The news that the two were traveling together soon spread throughout the county.

Regardless of whether he had seen it before or not, it was so convincing that the county magistrate actually went to Liujiacun to find Qin Yao in person, and that Qin Yao personally delivered the county magistrate to his doorstep and even went in to have a cup of tea. When he comes out, he behaves in a friendly manner and looks very friendly.

If the target is another woman, then the sexy news about the county magistrate is probably already flying all over the sky.

That is Qin Yao. Just hearing this name, no one can associate beauty and lust with her.

Once her fierce reputation spread far and wide, men could only be afraid of her.

Secondly, the whole county knew that she had an outstanding husband-in-law in her family, and others might not be able to catch her eye.

Therefore, when the county magistrate walked with her and behaved close to her, the situation was very delicate.

When Wang Mawu was having fun in Pan Meiren's brothel, Pan Meiren kicked open the door, rushed in, grabbed her girl, closed the door, and threw Wang Mawu's clothes to he.

Pan Meiren said displeasedly: Hurry up and put on your clothes. It's going to explode out there. You still have the mind to seduce my girl here!

Wang Mawu was scared to death by this damn woman. He was not wearing anything!

After all, Pan Meiren was still not as knowledgeable as Pan Meiren. Wang Mawu hurriedly covered up his clothes and hid behind the screen to put them on. While putting them on, he asked:

What's going on? Who seduced your girls again? It's obvious that these girls in your family are very thoughtful. They crawled over on their own when I wasn't prepared.

Pan Meiren snorted at him, You're shameless. You can talk nonsense about such obvious things and you're not afraid of having your tongue cut out!

But now is not the time to argue with him about such trivial matters. Pan Meiren sat down at the Eight Immortals table in front of the screen and hissed:

Do you know what happened in the city just now?

What big thing happened to scare you like this? Did someone sue you to the Yamen again?

Wang Mawu had already dressed, walked out of the screen in a humanlike manner, sat down opposite Pan Meiren, poured himself a cup of tea, and planned to take a sip to calm his shock.

Pan Meiren laughed sinisterly and deliberately raised her voice and said, The evil ghost empress you are most afraid of just came into the city chatting and laughing with Magistrate Song, and even came out after sitting at the Magistrate's house for a cup of tea.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, Wang Mawu squirted out a mouthful of hot tea. Fortunately, she was prepared and covered her face with a handkerchief to avoid it.

Pan Meiren sneered: Oh, by the way, Xiao Ju, who just opened the door at my house, said that she saw the evil ghost lady standing downstairs for a while, and then saw someone opening the door, and then left with a jar of soy sauce. What do you mean? What do she and Magistrate Song mean? They are obviously coming after us!

Wang Mawu wiped away the tea that spilled from the corner of his mouth with his sleeves, his hands shaking more and more as he wiped them.

Pan Meiren clicked her tongue twice, Look at you, you are so scared just hearing her name. If she and Magistrate Song really want to join forces to deal with us, what else can I expect from you? Do I expect you to wet your pants when you see her? ?

Wang Mawu glared at her, What do you know? You haven't experienced it yourself!

Jie Wo, you are tough. If you have the ability, find someone to inquire and find out what these two people are doing! Pan Meiren said excitedly.

Wang Mayu raised his hand to signal her to slow down, took a deep breath for a while, and then his trembling hands recovered slightly.

I'll go back and take a look first. Wang Mawu stood up and was about to leave.

Pan Meiren grabbed his clothes and said, What are you going to see when you go back? Don't tell me you're scared?

Wang Mawu threw her hand away, his expression rarely serious, I'll go and close the gambling house for a few days, go to the countryside for a few days, and wait until the limelight passes.

After saying that, he reminded Pan Meiren, I advise you to rest for a few days to avoid disaster!

Since ancient times, the common people have a consensus that the people do not fight with the officials.

Because there is no way to win the fight.

But now, Song Zhang has made it clear that he is going to attack the two of them, and has enlisted the help of Qin Yao. If they don't keep their tail between their legs, then they will be the next golden toad.

Wang Mawu has made up his mind. No matter what Song Zhang and Qin Yao want to do, he will just hide so that they cannot catch them.

If you keep the green hills, you won't have to worry about running out of firewood. You don't have to make money for the time being, but you can't give up your life!

As for those people behind the scenes who only collect money and do nothing, but also give instructions to him, I am afraid that they will not be able to protect themselves by then. How can they control him?