Dressed as a farmer's little blessing, the road to escape the deserted

Seeing that she was silent, Mr. Ye blinked his big eyes and his long eyelashes fluttered. Guessing that she was using her brain, he smiled and said, "What is Fu Niu thinking? Worried that Dr. Zhang will make things difficult for you?"

He nudged the little girl with his elbow, and comforted him, "Don't worry, I've already persuaded Dr. Zhang, and he won't ask any more questions. If you don't want to talk about anything, just pretend to be stupid. You are only two years old, and no one can put you down." How, understand?"

"Understood!" Jiayin smiled and nodded, leaned forward again, leaned against Ye Gongzi's ear, and whispered, "Uncle, get well soon, I have prepared two good things for you, and I will keep them for you to like."

"Is that so, I still have a gift for my injury." Ye Gongzi narrowed his eyes with a smile, and didn't care about it in his heart, thinking that the little girl was thinking about something again, so he said, "Okay, uncle will be healed soon."

Yi'an wrinkled her little nose, guessed what he was thinking, and made up her mind to give him a big surprise to impress him.

Although Ye Gongzi's fever subsided and he was able to eat, but in the end he was seriously injured, so he fell asleep after holding on for a while.

Jiayin yawned, wandered around the courtyard for a while, leaned on him, and snored together.

The village chief and others finally came in to have a look, but without saying a word, they backed out again.

As dusk fell, Suijintan also ushered in a rare quiet moment.

Most of the guests in the valley left, and some of the rest also had dinner, leaving a few people to take care of them, so there was no need to bother.

The village is brightly lit, and every household is busy cooking and eating, which is very lively.

The millet threshed from the field was put into the granary without threshing. It has been stored for a long time, and there is no fear of insects and rot for two or three years.

When we were in Qingshui Village before, everyone borrowed sorghum from the Li family to save their lives, and they have been thinking about repaying the debt, but now they have a chance.

In the daytime, the village chief decides, and half of the millet goes to the Li family to repay the debt, and it is guaranteed that there will only be more or less.

On behalf of the Li family, Li Laoer accepted it.

In fact, every family is not short of this kind of food, and the Li family is even more so.

But it’s easy to borrow and repay, and it’s not difficult to borrow again. The promises made before must be fulfilled!

All the families were also happy, and they grinded some of the remaining millet, and the family divided two or three catties to eat fresh.

The mountain land was newly reclaimed, and fruit trees were planted. The soil is not strong enough, and the millet grown is not very good, but it is always the first bumper harvest in the village.

Tonight, every family boiled millet porridge, then washed a few sweet potatoes, peeled and cut into pieces, threw them into the millet porridge pot, and cooked them until they were overcooked.

After eating, the men on duty put on thicker clothes and carried hatchets, gathered with their companions, and began to patrol around.

It turned out that Uncle Zhao and the others were responsible for the night shift work in the village.

But in the past few days, Lord Hou was injured and assassinated again. Everyone was worried that someone would harm Lord Hou. Therefore, the more than 30 young men in the village were divided into four shifts, and two shifts were switched every night to patrol at night.

Liu Biaotou and Li Laosi each took care of it for a day, and it was Li Laosi's turn tonight, but Liu Biaotou couldn't sleep right now, so he followed suit.

Tired from walking, everyone lit a bonfire at the entrance of the village, burned sweet potatoes, and chatted.

The autumn night is not too cold, but it is also very cool. With the bonfire shining, everyone is very relaxed. Speaking of cleaning up the fields, they have to rush to plant a crop of autumn vegetables to save them for the winter.

Li Laosi took out a sweet potato, stood up and said, "Maybe Fu Niu is still awake, I'll send one to her."

Liu Escort responded, "Let's see if Mr. Ye is better, is there anything you want to eat?"

"Understood, I guess Mr. Ye can't be hungry. Hongying boiled chicken soup and noodles at night."

While talking, suddenly a few horses ran over from a distance, and everyone immediately grabbed their hatchets. Before they could start their defensive formation, a person rushed over and went straight to Li Laosi.

Li Laosi swung his knife, the man dodged and kicked him in the chest again.

Li Laosi grabbed the man's ankle and threw him out. Liu Biaotou just stepped forward to meet him. He seized the opportunity and slashed at him. Seeing that the man couldn't escape, someone else rushed over.

Two against two, the two sides fought in one place for a while.

Liu Biao is good at martial arts, but his strength is not as good as Li Laosi.

Li Laosi's martial arts moves are poor, but his strength can make up for his shortcomings.

The rest of the villagers held hatchets and kept guarding behind them. Even though their faces were pale with shock, they did not take a step back.

After a while, there were at least dozens of rounds of fighting.

A majestic voice said, "Okay, step back."

The two strange men in black stopped their moves and retreated quickly.

Another person stepped forward, and everyone could see clearly by the light of the fire that it was Ye Shan.

"Boss Liu, Fourth Master Li, everything is a misunderstanding. There is a nobleman coming to visit our young master, please make it easier for you."

Li Laosi and Liu Biaotou stared at Ye Shan coldly, weighing the truth of his words.

Those two people just now are very skilled, what if Ye Shan betrays, they lure wolves into the house, and send danger to Young Master Ye!

It was obvious that Ye Shan also knew their concerns, and said again, "The nobleman is from Xindu, and the young master also knows about it, don't worry."

Li Laosi and Liu Biaotou looked at each other, thought for a while, and then said, "Then get off your horses, we will escort you there."

It is said to be an escort, but it is actually an escort.

The two of them led the villagers, surrounded five or six visitors and Ye Shan, walked slowly into the village, and arrived at Ye's courtyard.

Five or six people came, all dressed in black clothes and trousers for night travel, only one was wearing a blue brocade gown and a golden crown, obviously the master.

Li Laosi signaled to Escort Liu to keep those men in black outside, and he personally led this man and Ye Shan into the house.

Ye Shan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and wanted to explain a few words, but the man in brocade gown shook his head.

Ye Gongzi and Jiayin slept all afternoon, and they don't feel sleepy at the moment.

Jiayin took a fruit, dug out the pulp with a spoon, and fed it to Mr. Ye.

She is a child, she has no strength in her hands, and the food that was finally put into Ye Gongzi's mouth was not much wasted.

Mrs. Li and Dongmei were sitting on the side doing needlework. Mr. Ye's wound could not be too hot, but he couldn't always be so shirtless that his shoulders would get cold easily.

So, the two pondered and sewed a backless jacket.

Jiayin remembered the styles that young girls liked in the previous life. In this time and space, Mr. Ye, a military lord, was the first to try them on.

She couldn't help giggling, and with a spoon in her hand, she managed to scoop up a little bit of the fruit, and ran towards Young Master Ye's nose and slapped it.

Ye Gongzi couldn't laugh or cry, when he was about to push away the spoon, Li Laosi "escorted" Ye Shan and the guests in.

Ye Gongzi was startled, but he wanted to get up and endured it again.

Li Laosi opened his mouth and asked, "My lord, Ye Shan said that this person is here to visit you?"

Mr. Ye nodded and said with a smile, "Don't worry, I know this person, he is indeed a distinguished guest."

Li Laosi breathed a sigh of relief, a little embarrassed, scratched the back of his head, and saluted the guest.

"I'm sorry, my lord. Mr. Ye is injured, this... we have to be more careful."

The man turned his head and turned to the crowd, his face was clearly illuminated by the oil lamp.

However, at the age of more than 20 years old, the facial features are not so handsome, but there is an unspeakable nobleness in the eyebrows and eyes, which makes people feel awe at the first sight.

This must be a high-ranking person, otherwise there would be no such coercion.