When I returned to Maling Village early in the morning, a team of officers and soldiers came in. Every household broke up and smashed them. How could the savage and rude match the word "Zheng"? It was completely no different from the robber.

The best house in the village belongs to the Zhou Chang'an family. A team of officers and soldiers gathered at the Zhou Chang'an family and were talking at this time.

Qiao Wu and Zhou Zenian arrived at the back of the village in an hour, and there was no sign of any movement. Qiao Wu volunteered to enter the village by himself. Zhou Zenian refused to let you go alone, can you let your old and a half-aged child enter the village alone? If something happened, how can you explain to the old Qiao family?

In the end, the two of them sneaked into the village.

People from Huimaling Village, who are native to the village, are familiar with every corner of the village. They know where to go and are not easy to find and easily withdraw. As soon as they enter the village, they smell the sound of people. The two of them go around Zhouchang'an's home and eavesdrop.

The words I heard were so important. It turned out that after this group of people found that the whole village had escaped, they could not get any oil and water. They had to send people to guard the village. When the corn was ripe, they had to collect the corn in the village as military rations. Except for two relatively good houses left behind, the rest of the houses in the village were destroyed!

When Zhou Zenian and Qiao Wu heard this, they hated each other. If they weren't afraid of the large number of them, they would have really gone up to fight.

The two exchanged glances and silently returned to the place where they put their horses on after the village.

Such a friendly and familiar village will be smashed and destroyed. The houses that have been sheltered from the wind and rain since childhood will be stripped of people. The rice that has been planted with hard work will be taken away when it matures. Who can feel good?

Standing on the back mountain of the village and watching the thick smoke rising from the houses in the village, both uncle and nephew were angry, clenched their fists, and cursed in their hearts, "Big!"

This is not the style of serious officers and soldiers, and it is even better than that of bandits.

Back at the place where several families were resting, Zhou Zenian and Erqiao said everything they heard and saw. The men cursed and the women were wiping their tears more.

Isn't our village under the jurisdiction of Xilin Fucheng? We have seen Lord Zhang of Futai and have exempted the whole village from a year's land tax. It's not like such an official, and the mysterious Ninth Prince is not like a bad person, and everyone is talking about it.

There is chaos in the north, and everyone doesn’t know what the chaos is. Maybe it is internal strife and external strife. It is possible that the Lord of the Mansion is removed. In this era, military officers with swords and troops are really good. Lord of the Mansion is afraid that they will not be able to protect themselves.

After Qiao Qiao said this, everyone thought about it, just escape, clean up, make up, and stop thinking about what is missing, and slowly think about how to live on the way to escape.

I had to enter the mountain on a rugged path, and there was almost no people. Even if the children of a few years old were used to being wild in the countryside, they could not withstand such troubles. They were so tired that they had to stuff them all into the carriage that Qiao Qiao was sitting in.

The men and women were immersed in the sadness of their homes being destroyed and could not get out. They were depressed, and they were walking with their backs, pushing, and carrying, and they were walking with dejected expressions. No one made a sound, only those hanging iron pots and shovels were lit up.

It really feels like the picture of the song "Dare to Ask Where Is the Way" in Journey to the West.

"You carry the load, I lead the horse, welcome the sunrise and send off the sunset. I flatten the bumps and form a road, after the hardships and dangers, set off again, and set off again............. I dare to ask where the road is, the road is at your feet..."

Qiao Qiaobing sat in the carriage, her feet hanging outside and kicking happily, and she sang it unconsciously. The lyrics of the song were so suitable. Her family, who was physically and mentally tired, forced her to sing it with hope.

A car of children looked at Qiao Qiao, who was as big as hers. Why is Qiao Jie so smart?

"Ye baby, my daughter, it sounds so nice. Who taught you?" Dad Qiao didn't forget to turn around and praise him when he drove the car.

"I made it up myself."

Qiao Qiao responded to the lies and added a sentence in her heart.

Everyone heard the conversation between the father and daughter, and made up a little girl under seven years old?

I just lied to the lie, and remembered that she was a little fairy child. Looking at her pink face, her innocent and charming body, yes, following her and the Qiao family, are you still afraid that you will not have a good life in the future? Don’t worry!

Thinking of this, the cart was carrying the load faster.

Before we knew it, a group of people walked to a place where there was a river at the foot of the mountain, found a flat river bank, prepared to cook something and eat and rest, and left early tomorrow morning.

On the ox cart at the patriarch's family, there were a lot of chickens in a chicken cage. Today, there was water on the river bank. One was caught and killed. He cooked a large pot of chicken porridge full of iron pots, and the fragrance drifted far away.

"Come on, Qiao girl, this is for you."

When Zhou Changfa found Qiao Qiao alone, he secretly took a bowl of chicken porridge with a big bowl of sea bowl. The sound was low. Every household here had children. If the sound was loud, it would not be enough to spread it. People would say that it would be bad to divide each other so much.

"Thank you, Grandpa, Grandpa."

Qiao Qiao was not polite at all. She took it with a smile and started eating it. The original pure local chicken porridge was fragrant.

After a while, Zhou Changan also found a reason and asked Qiao Qiao to eat stewed pork. He saw it just now like the old man with long hair.

Humph! Even if you are old, you will get close to each other, our family also has meat.

By the time Chen Lan was ready to eat, Qiao Qiao was already full and teasing Dasha.

"A horse is coming here, it's very close." Qiao Wu listened with his ears while eating.

"ah……"

"Can the officers and soldiers chase after me?"

Everyone gathered around after hearing Qiao Wu say this.

"No, there are not so few officers and soldiers. I heard the sound of horse hooves, but there should be two horses, not only two people? What are you afraid of?" Qiao Wu took out the dagger that he didn't change to, and looked like he was ready to fight.

"You kid, go." Dad Qiao pulled an iron hoe from the nearby ox cart and glanced at his second son. How old is you kid? When will you use you in a fight?

Chen Lan also glanced at Er'er, when did you start falling in love with fighting?

Dad Qiao shouted to everyone, "The child, woman, the old man is behind, and the guy who is strong enough to hold the weighing guy in front."

Everyone huddled the hoe and grabbed the shovel. It would be fine if the person just passed by. We wouldn't be polite if the person came. So many people can't beat two people?

Qiao Qiao was with a group of old men and children. She hugged Dahui. Dahui was her magic weapon. Once she couldn't beat it, she would expand the Dahui. But no matter how powerful Dahui was, she only had one end. What should I do if I couldn't resist too many people?

"Big gray, is your wolf clan active in this area? Can you resist meeting bad guys later?"

Dahui naturally couldn't answer, so he only loosened his tail. What does it mean? He still disagrees with it.

Qiao Jianshan, Zhou Zenian, Lin Chaotou, Zhou brothers Dayong and Daming all lined up in front, and Da Qiao and Er Qiao were pushed back to the back and could only be the second tier.

The sound of horse hooves was closer. It was not something that Er Qiao could hear, but everyone heard it. At the moment he heard it, horses and people had already appeared in front of him.

"Uncle Scar, Uncle Crazy..."
Chapter completed!