The Peasant Girl’s Splendid Manor

Chapter 387: Greed causes trouble and little flowers hurt others (3)

Chapter 387: Greed causes trouble and little flowers hurt others (3)

Chapter 387: Greed causes trouble, little flowers hurt others (3)

Yang Bao looked at their backs and let out a long sigh. These people are not steadfast and willing to work. Otherwise, if they had worked for the Mo family for several months, life would not be as difficult as it is now.

When his wife saw this, she smiled and said: "Look at how worried you are, you can just be the village chief in charge of village affairs! You are not their father, they are not practical, so what's the use of worrying?"

Yang Bao smiled bitterly and shook his head without saying anything.

Liuyang Village is close to mountains and the land is not fertile. The output of the land every year is only enough to make a living. Otherwise, there would not be only a dozen families coming and going in the village over the years. If those who fled were not assigned here later, Liuyang Village would not be so lively.

It's okay now, the conditions are similar, and they don't have the same surname, so marriage is relatively easy. In a few years, if Liuyang Village can't stand up, marriage will be a big problem in the future. After all, the surrounding villages are much richer than Liuyang Village. Who is willing to marry their daughter in and suffer hardship?

Ah, the guy named Yang is really nothing. As the village chief, he cant help us get rich. Its useless for a village chief like this! When the group of people left Yang Baos house, Wang Dali began to curse angrily.

If it hadn't been for Yang Bao's intervention, their family would still be living in the warm and spacious house of the Mo family. How could they live in a thatched house with cold winds everywhere, freezing to death every day? Now this old thing has It's really hateful to block his way to make money!

Its Brother Dali. Such a good way to make money has been cut off by him. Its so unjust. It would be great if the village chief let Brother Dali do it.

Others felt uncomfortable, and for a while they were particularly pleased with Wang Dali, who had the same opinion as them.

"Where can I go?" Wang Dali waved his hands hypocritically, rolled his eyes and said: "The man named Yang won't let us enter the mountain, and that stinky girl from the Mo family doesn't agree, so we can go by ourselves! As long as those dogs enter the mountain, Lets just follow and rob the rabbit from their mouth, wouldnt it be the same?

Everyone was stunned, and after thinking for a while, their eyes lit up, and they loudly echoed: "Okay, this method works, let's do it like this!"

Since those dogs cant talk, they cant complain if they steal their rabbits. As long as youre careful not to get bitten by them, this is definitely a good way to make money.

For a time, these people kept flattering Wang Dali and said that he was righteous. Wang Dali smiled proudly, with a flash of greed in his eyes.

Mo Yan didn't know that this matter was instigated by Wang Dali, and she didn't know that they still had their mind set on those dogs. At this time, she had just read the letter that Maomao had just sent back, and she felt a little upset.

Although Xiao Ruiyuan's letter did not mention the war at the border, Mo Yan still saw some clues between the lines. For a person who is so restrained and does not reveal his emotions easily, his handwriting is obviously not as calm as before, with a hint of impetuousness. Apart from the unfavorable war situation, she can't think of any other reason.

Gently stroked Maomao's head, looked into its bright eyes, and asked in a daze: "Is your master okay? Is he injured?"

Maomao's eyes rolled, he raised a paw and rubbed the back of her hand, shaking his head and chattering a lot.

Mo Yan couldnt understand the bird song it spoke, but was made even more annoyed by its noisy voice. She sighed slightly, turned her hand over, and a red, ripe peach appeared in her palm.

Mao Mao was so happy when he saw the peach, it was his favorite! It pecked hard with its long beak, leaving a small pit on the round peach. After a while, the small pit turned into a big pit, and the peach as big as a fist was "annihilated" by it.